WishmasterA whisper, in cold skies of old, dying stars
Is heard, and their lingering death
With not one regret turns and scatters in waste,
As realms of shattered humanity haste
To live and to burn out their breath.
Yet soon there's a scream, a small cry of despair
That binds all the skies to avail,
And one daring soul stands behind to convey
His wish to unravel all living dismay,
To bury his past and prevail.
And thus it begins, as no man can escape
The sweet domination of want,
While stars burn and shine, for so he allows,
The master of wishes that hastily vows
To bring forth desires to grant.
But no man can endure the cruel truth behind,
The wasteland of the human fate,
As all exploration of such fragile minds
Leads only to nothing, and all that it finds
Are fragments of wishes and hate.
And so he remains, whose new story of life
Has neither a middle nor end.
For stars will grow cold and will wantonly die
When wishes are old, while humanity’s lie
Of life will no longer commend.
Broken Snowglobes.I've never known any seasons but winter.Broken Snowglobes.2 years 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 smile is not bereft.
I can only hope that I don't lose my dreams.
Is it really as good as it seems?
I've never seen this in men.
I kind of wish that I was cold again....
But still they say that you're the spring.
Some kind of wonderful feeling.
Have you ever known something so divine?
And yet strange colours you turn the sky.
Love, beauty, insanity.
I am dead are
CorruptionSoft with crows you sumptuous walk,Corruption2 years 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
A Byron AdviceFaireth the morn, till the sunlit ember shineA Byron Advice2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And watcheth the pearl effervescence of the moonshine
Hark, and hear the cry of larks, the sound of waves
As you watch the shores of life pass by
Shineth the whiteness, as the poet is invited
The phoenix, omnipresent, solemn as cited
Fair be the man, a shine of diamond, in stark
contrast the vastness, a vestige of the Ark
Guideth both, but nigh, fair maiden,
For you must venture forth, and bid thine shade and
farewell. For what is ambivalence, when he who is above
Knoweth that our punishment... is our love...
Faireth thine journey well, both of ye...
And press forth forward, with warmth and glee
For there is not a moment's notice, before the shores of the sea
Alas, set aft, and are as damned as life can be...
RealityReality2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I ask myself the same thing.
I ask myself the same thing.
Life and Death to some is a game
To some it's just
All the same.
And most times,
We don't know why.
I only remember
As you died
I was ready to live
As you weren't ready
WORDLESS WORDSThe writer attempts to writeWORDLESS WORDS1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Describing the indescribable
Limiting the limitless
Naming the nameless
A thousand lines of ink
Written a thousand ways
Cannot describe love
The abstract emptiness
The beauty of colour
The sorrow of loneliness
Burn every book
Destroy every line
An alphabet of ashes
Meaningless is knowledge
Worthless are words
Reading what is written
In ignorance remain
The subtle reality
Beyond all language
SilenceAll I want is the words from your lips,Silence1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
though I don't know how they'll come out.
Will you scream and shout,
or whisper in my ear.
I want to know,
I need to know.
Are the feelings returned.
Or will I be scorned from the words.
falling so fast.
Will you save me,
or leave me in the past.
The silence goes on,
and I have my answer.
I see it in your eyes,
the way your lips quiver,
afraid to tell me.
But I already know.
The answer is no.
I stop falling, I've hit the ground.
No longer can I hear her voice,
no longer can I hear her sound.
escalator eyesi'm losing youescalator eyes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
stair by stair
you distance yourself from me
praying to the machine,
as gods of cogs
turned their gaze from me
still you chose to climb
bit by bit
and i'll never look the way
in your house of mirrors
so you push through - alone
in your world of ever changing
i'll never equal a whole
and in their world of
you'll never fill your void
ascend, if you must,
leave me here behind
i'll remember times before
you had those escalator eyes
The Venom and Three FriendsFloating sicknessThe Venom and Three Friends2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
falling from my side
with quick motions, reaching
for the next person in line;
trying to spread its fatal [or nearly] poison.
three friends, the number the venom managed to
catch before it caught my attention.
instigating insomniastaying awake until
2 a.m., preventing friends from
dying by their own hands.
simple flicks of a wrist, razor buried
within their veins, scarlet essence
flowing in steady streams.
"I could never cut deep enough."
grasping handsreach for their own throat
breath choking through a self-closed
airwayfive days later, 213 miles of distance;
"I'm okay I just passed out."
unsteady footsteps, clambering to perch
on a ledge, a single step forward;
one more needed to fall, the motion made:
"I just couldn't do it."
the venom, colored deep blue, sank
from their minds, slithering down their frames;
pausingas if unsure Decision made,
gliding towards me, slinkingreturning to its
UntitledThere is something in the airUntitled3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a musky scent
joyful laughter reverberating
It's cold outside.
Come, and watch the sun set
sky set ablaze
Night has already fallen.
Your embrace is warm
into a void I fell
Freezing, wind picks up.
What about the moon, I wonder?
My chance passed me by
my fault, really
I cried once only
Can't you see the stars tonight?
My LoveI love you...My Love1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your broken mess,
Your selfish might,
Your bitter light
Your broken hope,
Your suicidal rope
Your dried up tears,
Your painful years
Your endless struggles,
Your loveless cuddles
Your numbing emotion,
Your lack of devotion...
I love you.
Despite it all.
Tell Me I'm BeautifulYou?Tell Me I'm Beautiful3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who do I believe this time?
Yes or no?
Right or wrong?
What am I suppose to believe?
Every day is a new day
Yesterday I believed.
But today, well
I'm not so sure
No, that's not me, it can't be
How can I believe?
You tell me I'm beautiful
You tell me I'm perfect
But there is someone that can argue
Someone closer to me
Always saying "You're fat"
Always saying, "Why can't you ?"
The list is endless
Question upon question
Remark upon remark
So tell me I'm beautiful
Just tell me again
I'll believe it for a second
Until he comes home
Wait one moment
I will believe him
Every word he says is engraved in my head
I want to believe you
I really do
But I cant
Useless wishes and butterfly kissesThe sun sets over our heads,Useless wishes and butterfly kisses1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The birds sing out the close of the day.
Usually I would have admired this display
But not today.
My eyes are filled with tears of useless wishes,
And your lips are filled with whispers of goodbye and butterfly kisses.
I try to make up for all the days I forgot to say
I love you.
Your eye lids close slowly,
Those things I used to be mad at you about,
Seem so small and stupid now.
I clasp on to your hands,
Willing for you to live
And see more stunning days like this.
You squeeze my hand ever so slightly,
As the life drains from your face,
Flowing out from your body.
As the sun sets over your life,
The birds sing out their goodbyes.
And all I can do is stop and stare hopelessly at this display,
You left me today.
Never ThereNever ThereNever There1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
They never knew, they never cared
Never felt when you were scared
Never there to hold your hand
And never there to guide your dreams
Ever oblivious to your intentions
Captivated by their own delusions
Pained by their mental intrusions
Buried at the bottom of a bottle
Never there when you’re alone
Not a single place to call your home
Their fights are all you’ve ever known
Of what parenting can be
TriggerBetrayal and derisionTrigger1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Were the bullets in your gun,
And you shot with the skill and precision
Of a seasoned marksman.
But just as I was expiring
on the edge of existence,
You decided that the sea
Would not carry me
Off to a diluted heaven.
You brought me back,
Back in the lonely tower,
Where you fed me lies, coated in sugary syllables,
Pretending they were medicine.
You rubbed salt in to my wounds as you stitched them shut.
I needed rest.
While I slept,
You blocked off paths
that might have led to another's hospitality.
Demons were outside the window.
They watched as I suffered,
Hoping I would die.
But I could not.
You sometimes check my vital signs.
I am held together,
But never whole.
You never could remove that one last bullet,
Can't heal the hole in my heart.
LoveLove is but a rose.Love3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Beautiful and romantic.
Then stings you as you get close and hurts you at the touch.
Silenced by the blissful torture.
Dark is the day, when it dies.
Yet reborn by the bitter cold that killed it.
And love is again as lovely as at first.
apart.and I was sitting in the gutterapart.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
after trying for the fourth night in a row
to drown you along with
all my other ghosts
and the church
was across the street
cross lit up high in the sky
and it felt
like the complete
opposite of salvation.
it was 4am
and with the neon blue
shining in my eye line
i realised i was alone
i was utterly alone
in the saddest way possible.
DreamsWhen you sleepDreams3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You won't hear a peep
You dream about sheeps
Who drive red jeeps
You dream about flowers
With super powers
You dream about the sun
When you go outside to play for fun
You dream about children playing
But do you know what they are saying?
A dream is just a dream
They are not what they seem
Live for today
And have your say
Love lettersI wrote to you in ChemistryLove letters4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wrote to you at home
I wrote to you in a class of people
I wrote to you alone
My letters had a meaning
My heart was in my pen
You never write me now
You never wrote me then
I don't know if you read them
I don't know if you care
But still I hold a little hope
that you will see me here
I wonder if he'll find me
I wonder if he'll try
maybe I should tell him...
No I'd rather die
Everyone would laugh at me
I'll write another letter
My words I write are secret
They make me feel much better
I hold my pen, my hand is still
What exactly am I writing?
How can I meet the words she writes
So warm and so inviting?
Jenny you're an angel
Though I wish you'd talk to me
Your letters have been a life line
And they're helping me to see
My life is more than worthless
My existence isn't fake
I am not
BrutalityRip my heart out nowBrutality1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Take it, and as you leave me
Forget and crush it
InsomniaInsomniaInsomnia1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Darkened eyes betray the lengthened nights
A pale face portrays tortured dreams
A fractured image
Tearing at the seams
Left alone in the darkness
Yet very much aware
Twisting and turning
It won’t shut down
It plagues the waking hours
And haunts the sleepless nights
No matter how many pills are taken
The feeling is never shaken
The mind is left forsaken
The ArtistShe really was an artistThe Artist1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
She knew of all the shades and hues
To keep people from noticing
That blotchy purple blooming bruise
She fiddled with her palette
Mixed pain in with her dread
Painted her arms with blood
Of the most startling red
Her artwork was her passion
t'was never put to trial
For she would always remember
To paint herself a smile