the first day of springyou are new in the way flowers are new:the first day of spring2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
brilliant green, soft purple,
the good smell of rain and soil.
let the miserable winter wind
chase its own tail for a while;
there’s something beautifulwonderfulmine
at the end of a sunlit driveway.
ProcrastinationMaybe tomorrow. Let's do it tomorrow.Procrastination4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No. Not tomorrow, nothing ever gets done tomorrow.
Then how about today? I don't want to do it today, but I will if you want me to.
Don't bother, nobody ever notices what happens today.
Okay.... Then what about yesterday? What if I did it yesterday?
Perfect. Everything that ever happened, anything that ever happened in all the world, it all happened yesterday.
Yesterday. Do it yesterday.
You Know...-You know...-You Know...8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
©Grisom May, 2007
I used to see you every night,
In my dreams, that is.
You'd stand there, smiling
Pure bliss you'd cause me
Yeah, some pure fucking bliss.
How was I to know your smile,
(So fucking perfect, that smile of yours),
Could be so utterly fake?
So plastic, so unreal?
Yeah, you had me wrapped tight,
Right around that finger of yours.
I wonder, did you know?
How I would cry over you?
Over some childish,
If you didn't know,
Then this is me telling you.
This is me telling you how much it hurt.
Why did you have to be so pretty?
So fucking gorgeous,
So nice, so kind,
So perfect. Shoulda known,
You deserved someone perfect,
Like him. Ouch, sucker punch.
But I want you to know,
I don't hate you like the others.
You weren't like the others.
Yeah this was love –
You were love.
So no, I don't hate you.
Quite the contrary rather,
I want to thank you.
Because now I see,
I can see for miles and miles,
T,T,3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the world is full of monsters
from perth to timbuktu -
they bark, they growl, eat lobsters,
but none of them is you.
there's herbs down in the garden
that grandma puts in stew -
my dear, i beg your pardon,
but none of them is you.
there's billionaires that joggle
like monkeys at the zoo -
their heart's wearing a toggle,
but none of them is you.
there's plenty 6 foot tall men
whose love i can't undo -
Juanito, Freddy, Dhaval, Ben,
and all of them is you.
I Love You."Have you ever been in love?"I Love You.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What is it like?"
"Magical. The best feeling of my life."
"What does it feel like to be in love?"
"Let's see Being in love is like the beautiful rainbow after a storm. It's the butterflies in your stomach and the tremble in your fingertips. It's the pink on your cheeks caused by something other than a cool breeze and the inability to do anything but smile. It's the fact that every day seems brighter and giving up hope doesn't even cross your mind."
"Yeah, love is an amazing feeling."
"You must love someone quite a lot."
"I do. But why do you suddenly want to know so much about love?"
"Well, I thought I was in love. But now I'm sure I am."
"Who's the lucky person?"
"I shouldn't say."
"I'll tell you who I love if you tell me who you love."
"At the same time?"
"One, two, three "
Grey - Chapter 4Grey - Chapter 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
SUMMARY: There's a saying that the world is black and white. That between these shades, grey will be in sight. Just cross the borderline to see these lines. Although once we get there what will we find?
Rated T but later will be Rated M
The wind flew between the leaf blades of the trees, creating abstract patterns on the forest floor. I could stay underneath this waving light scheme all day. Forget about the corrupt world and stay in the serenity of the forest. However, there is still a lot to do before tonight's plan. I have been up until morning planning the utopia for my friends. My father told me we have two days, which includes the day he told me. When the sun sets today, night will come and a new era will rise.
Forests like this will be preserved and respected. Neighboring citizens tearing through to capture Pokémon from their homes won't be tolerated. They can live peacefully without being trapped, without being used of their natural resources. Bringing back the time when Pokémo
Cycle Of Nightmares.Cycle Of Nightmares.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Like an angel's footfalls, tapping on the rooftops,
The gentle patter of the rain, I listen to it lain in bed.
It sends me to sleep, as I wonder if it ever stops,
Then I fall prey, to all the things that sleep in my head.
Those angels that I so fear, land on the rooftops,
Laughing with malice, as they see that I am in bed.
As they laugh at my sleeping form, my heart stops,
As I wake, I realise that it was all just in my head.
I listen to the rain, as it falls on these rooftops,
I sigh and begin to relax, as I lay back down in bed.
That gentle rain sends me to sleep again, it never stops,
Once again, I fall prey to the things that lurk in my head.
A cycle of nightmares, thanks to the rain on the rooftops,
But at least I am asleep for once, as I am lain in my bed.
Rain lulls me asleep to nightmares, the cycle never stops,
I will always just fall prey, to the things that are in my head.
WA - Tulgey Woods Part OnePart OneWA - Tulgey Woods Part One4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ridan had always enjoyed a challenge - besides, if the snark was anywhere, surely it would be hiding somewhere dark? The green leaves had fallen from the trees a few paces back, leaving the branches stark in a perpetual state of winter. The air seemed cooler, and the sky dark with menace. Ridan shivered as she silently cursed herself for forgetting her jacket, and almost tripping as her reluctant feet caught on a crack in the ground. She knelt down to peer into the crack - just in case that was where the snark was hiding - and her weight caused the crack to widen and spread, hairline fissures forming beneath her hands. Scrambling back in panic, Ridan could only watch as the ground fell away into blackness, dragging the thorny trees with it as the crack widened into a chasm that continued to grow. Remembering a book she had once read about polar bears, and how they spread their weight in order to prevent the ice from cracking beneath them, she backed off some more, lay d
RESPECT the DifferencesRESPECT the Differences6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." The Declaration of Independence
I will not speak of religion; I have no right to that. I'm agnostic. I will not speak of sins and commandments and gods; I follow only the question of "Right or Wrong?" It is wrong to kill, for instance, but it is not wrong to love my parents (even if it IS tough sometimes). I will not tell you how to live your life; I would not want you telling me how to live mine. I will attempt to respect you and your beliefs; I only ask that you show me that same respect in return.
I will now get the inevitable questions out of the way. I am bisexual, and I have a loving, gentle (mostly *chuckles*), understanding girlfriend. My parents do know about my sexuality (though my mother always seems to be under the impression that I'm lesbian, rather than bi), an
.the sea spits.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
me back onto
the shore -
the waves say
this is not the
right tide, the
Gel-Ink Pen, Part II wrote a story about you,Gel-Ink Pen, Part I5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
about things only you and I know.
I also mentioned that kid.
The one dreaming about places he wants to see,
The one who uses words that sprout to great trees.
Now all these words, a forest they've become
but all the kid could do was watch from afar.
I saw him standing by the lakeside,
I approached him and asked him,
"why the long face, son?"
He looked at me and seemed oh-so-old
and his sad eyes pierced my heart like a thorn.
He said "I know what I'm doing is not wrong,
but it pains me that it is taking so long.
See that forest? It is mine!
But it is lifeless; no birds to sing,
or flowerbeds to lie."
I saw his point, and was lost in thought.
I replied, "I am something that many heroes have sought,
I could give you my blood to make you happy,
but we have to work together to make it happen."
He looked overjoyed, he hugged me and kissed me,
he thanked me and asked how he could please me.
I told him that his smile was enough payment,
though recalling that fills me
demigodsi set mydemigods2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
red skull ablaze,
detached from my
like a king
of blue smoke &
and we'll rotoh, poet boy,and we'll rot2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you are not
or honey bones
& you have only
ever been a god
inside of your own head
please forgive meyou are inspiring in the saddest of ways. you hold mountains of love but never do you let someone climb all the way to the top and claim them. your smile reminds me of warm summer evenings and pouring sugar into tea. gone are the summer days when i thought you looked at me like i was beautiful, and here is the end; the beginning of fall, and the end of freedom.please forgive me4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"hold onto this for me, will you ?" you once told me as you turned and ran and i wondered what i was holding but i hoped it was your heart. so i said to myself, "should i stroke your soul with my cold fingers, or cloth them in gloves in hopes that you will like me more ?" and i thought long and deep and i realized i wanted to put on gloves. i wanted to change myself so you'd like me better, so you'd stay with me.
i wanted not to feel so alone but i distanced you with my sadness and by putting on gloves i just kept trying to cover myself up. you started to smile faintly when i laughed; like a distant memory you wish you'd remembe
LegacyIt is always the damn same song.Legacy1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Always are the wrong people strong.
Why do they think that your way is wrong?
You’re asking yourself what is left when you’re gone.
Your whole world starts to spin.
Their skin and nerves are very thin.
Want to use you like a soldier made of tin.
When you know the only thing you can do is win.
Want to sort out because you differ.
If you don’t do as they say, they’ll get stricter.
They don’t want to see you as the victor.
The only thing left will be a picture.
When everything you see and hear is a conspiracy.
And everyone thinks that you are crazy.
You are unique, only once in this galaxy.
The words you say and things you do are your legacy.
spectresred unfurlsspectres3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like silk scarves
curious and sharp,
glinting in flickers,
WreckedShadows spit outWrecked2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
gasoline and shoe paint,
write sermons with their fingertips,
spin gunslinger sympathies and
Now You'll SeeNo words come out;Now You'll See2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trapped in my head.
What am I feeling?
It doesn't stop.
I'll make it stop.
Can't do this;
Only one option.
No way to explain;
You'll never understand.
Now you'll see.
Tough LoveIf you send me flowersTough Love1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll save them for your grave
and if you write me letters
I'll burn them with no shame
and if you dote on me
I'll pay you back with pain
Oh, my loving baby
do you still want to play my game?
But if you fall
I'll catch you
and if you bleed
I'll bleed dry too
and if you die
I'm sure this much for love will do
Smitten.They saySmitten.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
when we look at the one
who has earned our affections,
our pupils dilate.
And to me
that's some kind of beautiful:
our eyes must adjust to the light we see
in the one we call home.
(No hellfire could hope
to burn as bright
as your soul.)
Wake Me UpThey say that every creatureWake Me Up2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On earth dies alone.
But if that's true, why would we
Want to live our life alone?
If we're alone during life,
Should we be alone during death?
Life is nothing but a dream,
A dream in which we can't wake up.
We're alone while we dream,
It is only us in our own mind.
That soft sleep is only important
To the sleeper.
Whether it's a good dream or nightmare,
We are alone within our minds.
But what we don't realize is
That life is the dream,
And we can't wake up.
We've seen what we dream,
But that's the real world, elusive.
We've caught a glimpse, and it has
Opened our eyes to our true lives.
Wake me from this dream,
For it is a nightmare.
Wake me up.
Lead me to life, so that I
May die someday, not alone.
Wake me up.
I'm a heavy sleeper, therefore,
You will have to awaken me from this dream.
Waking from a nightmare brings
Such sweet satisfaction.
Wake me up,
For life is nothing but a dream.
Wake me up.
Things I'll tell you when you're older (5).You'll cry and that's okay,Things I'll tell you when you're older (5).3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you'll be fine.
Just a DreamRemember the last time,Just a Dream3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You thought you were falling?
A dream was all it was,
But it felt as real as a slap to the face.
The wind distorting your cheeks,
Deadened arms turned to a bloody sponge.
Tiny dots becoming giant mountains,
A rounded Earth pushed flat.
Tears stripped away from your face,
Replaced by streams of water in a cloud.
Your body reaching out to the widening Earth,
Urged on by the one thing you could never control.
Soundless screams being shoved down your throat,
Hands gripping out for any sort of savior.
Your hands reach out one last time,
A much smaller pair reaching back in anticipation.
Joy is the new expression you wear,
As you plummet down towards this child.
But as hands touch and eyes meet,
You never stop falling.
Right through the child and earth,
Through everything that crosses your path.
A fall that never ends,
Dreamt by a woman who never awoke.
Don't Kiss Away TomorrowDon't kiss away tomorrow because of today.Don't Kiss Away Tomorrow2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I promise to fix it forever and for always.
I will find a way to atone for my past mistakes.
Name it, I can do whatever it takes.
It's too high of a price to pay.
Not having you day by day.
I don't want to say good-bye.
Please just let me explain why.
One misstep can break everything we are.
I don't want to be a falling star.
I can't lose you because of my pride.
I need you always by my side.
I know I'm anything, but perfect.
Just listen, a love like ours is worth it.
Will prove it to you somehow.
Just please don't leave me now.