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Listening to the DoomsdayI have so much to sayListening to the Doomsday5 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
but nobody listens.
Do I talk too much?
Do I listen too little?
Are we just
pretending
the world is never
going to end?
Doomsday is coming.
We talk so much.
I hear you, I hear everyone.
But do I listen?
Little by little
we're losing contact
and the world is coming to its end.
The Snake AThe Snake1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
speck
of stardust
lands upon
her brow;
altered
as a snake
with a head
of diamond
demanding
that I bow.
She slithers
in my mind,
breaking
through
the gates
of my
unmountable
fortress
of reason.
Shouting
war cries
as a knight
illuminating a
treasure hunt
in the cloudfull
starless night.
And wherever
she glides,
the air
vibrates in
a hue of
black and blue;
leaving b
And our sheets rustle like the windYou taught me to understandAnd our sheets rustle like the wind4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
that beauty lingers among the lines
of weather worn memories
that are carved in skin
unforgivably mapped by the hands of time
While placing heart shaped kisses on your thin lips
you smiled
Caressing my spine with tap-dancing fingers
fine-tuning the strings you skilfully attached to my forlorn heart
The knot in my stomach only protests briefly
as I listen to the whispered sighs
which form subtle verses that remind me of lost poetry
entwined with a yearning
that pleads more than I can give
And I murmur that I love you
without any words
as I leave the imprint of my teeth
on the delicate skin
of our tear stained mi
PerfumeI step on iron petals, going cold.Perfume7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The long forgotten roses of decay
Have turned from life and now in death they lay
And make me want their misery to unfold.
The beauty that a minute they all shared,
The mesmerizing innocence filled day,
The sudden walk on roads without a way
And laying on a dead man's chest, they bared.
But all their glory faded as it came
With just a sweet remembrance as a gift.
Their iron curtain now will never lift
And all will be forgotten but their name.
I shall now mourn a minute for them all,
Their beauty and their weakness, their perfume,
A heavy burden they could not assume,
The sweet and bitter life
With the Princess in her Glass CastleIn a snowballWith the Princess in her Glass Castle6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
out of time;
wandering the roads
of her shawl
and her hair,
paved with
wild cocoa and thyme,
I am searching
for a rescue,
not hers,
but mine.
Like the snowflake
looking for home
after its silent ball
in her stare.
Serendipity?Serendipity?7 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I tried to send you a letter,
but our past hate stopped me.
I tried to sew you a sweater,
yet we were still bitter.
I wanted to rule the world with you,
but your lies were suffocating.
So, I knocked down your crown,
they were intoxicating.
No goodbyes,
nor sweet lullabies.
I'll cut my heart in half with an ax,
just to get the facts.
Never will I forget what we had.
The pain will forever last.
Depths of DrowningThe sea-spray stings, harshDepths of Drowning3 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
on these wounds; seagulls circle,
spotting easy prey.
CorruptionSoft with crows you sumptuous walk,Corruption7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
stroll dark roads entombed in night.
Stolen souls somnolent ceaseless talk,
black tales wove with cunning sight.
Words crack fractured tears of frost,
bare starved branches silent sway.
Stark leaves by cruel winds tossed,
beneath the heavens clouded grey.
Blood lies crimsoned on the slate,
dead men stirred sup second life.
Servants sweep from Satan's gate,
summoned to your slaking knife.
So the four ride upon your breath
PESTILENCE WAR FAMINE DEATH
Broken Snowglobes.I've never known any seasons but winter.Broken Snowglobes.7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And while the chill does splinter,
It's always been some kind of home.
Trapped inside this dome of snow and ice and Eskimos.
Let's all be cold to each other!
But still they say that you're the spring and I hope they're right.
Even though this sudden warmth is giving me quite a fright.
Have you ever known something so divine?
And yet strange colours it turns the sky.
Euphoria, ecstasy, insanity.
I am the Earth are you a tree?
La la la la la la la la.
Twirling in white dresses, I feel alive.
And yet I know that I have lost my mind.
Trying to scream from the blackened depths
Yet my joyous s
The bird did come.The city kept one trail of grace:The bird did come.9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a station. For too long I knew
it tossed trains out of town each day;
like birds, caught countryside and flew.
I brought myself 'longside the tracks
many a time before, in dreams,
but here in person I did stand,
and nothing real is as it seems.
My toes were poised on concrete edge
and reaching out t'wards humming trail
on which I knew the bird was trav'ling,
coming for my own avail.
And two oblivions were mine.
They stood a moment's breath apart.
One came before the bird would do,
one came before again t'would start.
While both would end the city's grasp —
dead streets that wrapped aro
HoneybeesHoneybees7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
laughter can be heard from the inside,
singing from the top of a hill.
the sounds of happy children echo in the distance,
my thoughts - a buzz still.
water trickles through the valley,
flowers dance in the breeze.
i'm waiting to hear your whisper,
a sound that's carried by the bees.
Another Story to Be ToldHere and there, minute spikesAnother Story to Be Told8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
are beginning to break through dry,
frost-bitten soil.
One of them
has blossomed a light blue,
its rounded petals too delicate to the touch.
I speak your name, foreign on my lips,
and the sun
glows brighter.
Streams run past my kneeling form.
What, what, what
should I say?
This time it is myself
who cannot let you in.
Just
wait.
ConstellationsConstellations wrung ofConstellations8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Their bright
World.
Celestial grace blazing
On pavement
Stars
The Milky Way
Sings in
Falsetto.
Winged guardians sail
In seventh
Heaven.
Moonlight MachineryMoonlight machinery is ticking and clicking,Moonlight Machinery5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
drawing up the water from the ocean,
and dropping it,
letting the waves spill from Posiedon's arms,
as he tries to catch the errant tide.
Will the ocean always haunt me?
I can hear the pounding in my dreams;
all the words I have are water,
salted and cold like tears.
Please let me go.
Divided Against A Blackened SkyDivided against a blackened sky,Divided Against A Blackened Sky7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
No idea where my loyalties lie;
I've been outcast by the people I knew:
I can't find anyone who will stand true.
I fought beside them for so long
I don't know where I went wrong
Now I'm left here alone
Never have I been so far from home.
Walking by myself in the dark
My soul is tearing apart.
Feeling longing for what I lack
But I know I can never go back
Even as the darkness closes in,
This is where I'm supposed to begin
I cannot live, yet I will not die
For I'm divided against a blackened Sky.
The DreamIt's a world so new and lovely and fineThe Dream7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who would've thought all this could be mine?
So long had I dreamed, of these days to come
These things that don't happen, they happen to some
So I favored the chance of impossible things
Of which the wind whispers, of which the birds sing
Far off in the distance, I could see it shine
I only wished that it could be mine
Deep down inside me, I must hesitate
So often I miss it, so often too late
But I couldn't resist it, could not stay away
To reach greatest heights, you must seize the day
So fast I ran towards it, so eager to see
That light that enchanted and beguiled me
I could almost touch
Mine to Steal: Brunhilde's SongCoiling serpents with ruby eyesMine to Steal: Brunhilde's Song7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seek not for what is mine to steal
For in the night I'll surely give
A silver band and golden sword
Beyond a cage of flames and frogs
To frozen walls of ice and snow
Flows through a solemn lullaby
Humming stories to be told
Sing not to me a coward's tale
With sparkling eyes and living breath
Leave a heart like mine to steal
And let a silent message hold
Shield those eyes with ruby gems
Seek not for what is mine to steal
For in the night I'll surely give
A golden helm and silver spear
AliceWhen black has stained the infinite blue,Alice8 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
And sleep compels me to retreat
I grin upon the thought of my blanket's sweet embrace
As I slay the dim candle I earlier lit
Shortly, I am severed from all
To see light once more
And then I spot her, grinning widely,
Composing giggles of four
She invites me in her welcoming home,
Her hands, opened wide toward me
She tells me how fun it is inside,
She tells me it's something I'd love to see
I grin in anticipation,
And lift my hands to reach her
I think of all the wonders I'd see
Stretching my arms further
Then suddenly we are afar in countless kilometers
When we were only a foot away
Neon RainbowAfternoon, I sleep awoken,Neon Rainbow8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
with a mess inside my mind.
In a place i'll know forever,
I will never leave behind.
But then cobalts call me, sky.
Life in blossom, firefly.
A smile once appears in me,
In rainbow palette,
With a wondered look,
a small sihouette.
Happiness, a burst of sweetness, joy.
Dash of love, and i am just a boy.
A spectrum, imploding heart,
there's no side to back.
Just need breathe, and be alone,
retrieve the attack.
Beauty at day, shining arc.
Fades out away, It's a dream.
When it's not, during night.
Raises upon neon beam.
Now i am able to see.
Not what is, but what will be.
Dream. and never sleep,
I
The Girl That Created SoundWith a spark of inspirationThe Girl That Created Sound8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The girl picked up her palette
And retrieved her brush
Before watching closely
She saw her creatures gather
Close together
But without communication
She splashed a shiny brown
Onto her canvas
With small pieces of black
She added fine lines for string
And gaping holes for pipes
The girl carefully painted
Something on their faces
For sound to come from
With a delighted laugh
She created letters
Calligraphy
And painted them into her books
And upon the minds of her people
She gave her creatures voice
With each careful stroke
And tentative creation
And hummed song
She painted whispering gossip
U
The GirlShe stared at me from the darkThe Girl8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Frightfully dead eyes devoid of life
On a dreamship I tried to embark
Who would have known she wished to strife?
For the chance to be alive she said
That we battled it out till morn
A trade, she to be alive and I to be dead
But this deal, I mocked it with scorn
I fought with fluid accuracy
And she with jerky desperation
A pathetic thing, she did not wound me
While to hell I gave her quick transportation
I flopped back onto my bed
And sighed with casual relief
A pounding, pouding in my head
I gasped with utter disbelief
Demonic, satanic, a damned soul
For she possessed my mind and body
A trade i
Vice of the Moonit is the shadow of the moon you see,Vice of the Moon8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
beyond this, there is no treacherous deed.
i speak of the evil only reflecting thee
let thou dance to the sowing of the seed.
and let the falling moon strike us mellow.
come my dear child, let us begin thine death
then let them hear your furious bellow
let them fear you as they seal your last breath,
and let the moon glow an angry scarlet.
as the Gods take away their sacrifice,
you shall hear the clanking of the Goblet.
for there's no sin in this terrible vice.
with this solemn night, all deeds done are done,
let us not grieve the return of the sun.
SpringSpring I have missed you so muchSpring1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I missed your warm breezes touch
I missed the green grass you had
Seeing snow makes me feel sad
I have missed the birds chirping
I have missed the bees lurking
I have longed to see a rose
It's scent rising in my nose
The sound of your rivers
Makes my heart stop its quivers
Where ever are your blue skies
I pray for winter's demise
Reminding me of a thief
Each year this repeats
Fall takes my summer away
Oh I just wish spring would stay
Sta.sh
