Rise A Knight.An Eclipse from the crypt, he hums an entreaty in sevenfold
while the flesh burns from his bones, he yearns to escape It's hold
A strange comfort becomes him as he Falls to his knee
and thoughts wander off to evade It's grasp and be free
Rise A Knight; the whispers say
Rise A Knight
For whom he'll fight remains the same
It be in Gory believes red as a Heavenly flame
ColetteKiss the girls and make them die,Colette2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
they say in hushed tones through vacant skies
The empty hearts of the Queen's guards
Are calling out your name
You're swimming in pools of regret
The bloody seas won't calm just yet
And your hand-me-down Catholicism
Doesn't cover life jackets or canoes
"We are witnessing a good girl's fall from grace."
They shout out in unison in wealthy estates
Sipping on Bourbon and London Gin
As you undress
They know the Harlots are in bloom
Embellished in lace, concealed harpoons
Tramps pour word upon word unto their deaf ears
Remember, seduction will only carry those in red
With cheeks a merry, stubborn bred
So remember who you loved
And who loved you
When your skin becomes so frail
Your rosacea fades, and there's no ale
To cloud their eyes, poor pretty mare
You'll have to read
Text is sacred to the Holy,
Empowering to those worthy
And a useful trick to get beneath your skirts
Know that 'a penny for your thoughts'
Is worth no more than getting caught
In an alleywa
Her Kingdom Falls.Brittle are her bonesHer Kingdom Falls.2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
hidden under a flawless
perfect skin - a privilege to touch but no one seems worthy of Her
Empty is her soul
confined within walls of
sorrow for sin - a kingdom so strict yet no knights no Excalibur
By moonlight she
rewinds time to regain
the pride and glory - at dawn she's drained, lost her mind, every thought gone numb
Nocturnal delights a
bloody fight to
revive the story - her veil conceals the empty shell she had become
AlluringThe corridors were illuminated by burning jewels;Alluring2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
rubies redder than apples reflected an irresistible light.
Imprinted upon the barriers were streaks of charcoal.
And I was utterly mesmerized.
At the end of the passageway, there was a stone box.
The crevices seemed to glisten dimly, making my eyes dilate.
Skimming my ear canal, a sonorous tune echoed.
Was I drunk on imagination?
For several years, I felt nothing but bewilderment.
Questions lingered o'er my head like dream catchers.
The world around me was submerged in logic,
But I had no desire to live there.
Now, it was as if I was pushed into a distinct realm.
With quivering fingers, I raised the ancient lid.
My spirit continued to slip into a state of astonishment.
Beautiful pieces of history all bundled into one crate.
Who couldn't be in awe?
Blades of metal and victory, fabrics of silk and majesty,
Orchid colored crests of silver and prestige.
Objects of the deepest regard revealing itself to me.
Finally, my endless craving for in
The Soundtrack To InevitabilityThe stars have a cold expression to themThe Soundtrack To Inevitability2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as they seemingly drift wordlessly through infinite darkness
They have only moments in my sight
as Science ends them, in the knowledge that time is more powerful than their glow
Miles are ritualistic truths
steeped in longing
Across the gulfs
Where all my little issues mean as nothing
A gas cloud surrounds me and my little nuances
I am so small
I, the finite and the obscure
I, the carbon spec in a sea without end
The lonely space-ways
Lanes of traffic which are empty vessels
Not unlike my heart
If you listen closely, you can hear truth
in the spaces between the stars
It is called NOTHING
It is forever
Trackless, intractable, lonely
The soundtrack to inevitability
The Dance of InevitabilityThe Dance of Inevitability2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
None of us remember how small it all is
This life, this microcosm of the here and now
We intake breaths like pimps attaining cash
We accumulate regret like a hooker attains beatings
Wallets are filled with history
Purses filled with 'eventually I would like to-'
All we have is right now
All we own is this moment
All we know is fleeting
All we hope for is always on the horizon
Stars are born and die every second we waste on trivial pursuits
Galaxies spin about us, unseen as we wear our suits
Species are erased from existence while we fuss about opinions
All we are is dust
Amongst the stars we once were not aware
All we are is dust
Amongst the stars we will eventually drift once again
This life, this game, this dance
It has a face, then it has no face
You are here
Then you are not
What does it take for us to remember?
What push will be the shove that reckoning is satisfied with?
How many hours will you drain from your timeline before you smile?
Savor what is stupid
Cherish the failures
Monster in Minor.Existing to smile,Monster in Minor.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I have cried - in order to reveal, or was it to hide?
My answer lies buried 10ft deep..
Ssh hold still!
..You might wake it from its sleep..
I have tried - to reach the big starry skies,
while everything below me died.
The memory of the monster within
prevailing in both ev
The Promise of Choice.We walk towards the Echoes of fading desiresThe Promise of Choice.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
in lucid dreams we Search for a voice,
Only to find more Riddles that bind us
inside the Promise of Choice.
What if life's not the storm, but the companion?
Like a child and his guitar
trying to reach, yet every string seems too far.
Maybe life's not the fight, but the release.
Like a chord played out of tune
looking up in shame but you're alone in the room.
So can you hear life's not the song, but the silence?
Like an invisible thread between notes
unifying in thin air but never knowing how it floats.
We refuse to Evolve with every Change that scares us
in shapeless Hopes we await to rejoice
Only to see more Tricks that trap us
inside the Promise of Choice.
RachelI will call you RachelRachel2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
was all he said.
It suits your mouth, your dress,
the combs in your hair,
It fits the starlings at your feet,
the crows in a perfect vee
at the end of the sky,
the low voice of locusts -
And it remembers his handprints,
just how you took them off
and pinned them
to the hem of your skirt
and wore each letter
bareback like his thorns.
Drop.Tight-lipped, ready for your next encounter,Drop.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
you're drawn out to gasp for air.
A solar scream fired up like a faint sign of life,
a lost flare.
like an ocean wave
your sole purpose lies
in the ability to maintain.
Dust.Hesitate but don't refuse.Dust.2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Dusting of yourself in a pale moonlight
while a storm's coming up.
No one's here to blame. It's all in your head.
Cry for the storm. You'll never be anything more than
Dusting of the reasons from your mind.
What's the point? Does it survive, what used to be living for?
Need I say more.
I can't tell how it is.
I'm still looking
knowing I'll never be anything more than
Leaves and Screams.The woods are deserted, still all feels brightLeaves and Screams.2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Leaves lay down on a small breeze that reflects
Makes a sound never to forget
and you regret
and the shame after cursing your Own name
The wind whispers amongst the Leaves
taking me to that twilight zone
where angst and serenity meet
Revolving around my only sun
a breath of air becomes a Scream