HopeAgain, the clouds have turned to grey.
Could it be, I'll have to wait another day?
I live to be free, I want to have fun.
Won't you come help me to find the sun?
A pile of things just gathering dust.
Just like my heart, which I fear might rust.
Tossed and battered, broken and abused.
Leaving me lonely, dazed, and confused.
Is this my fate, though not the life I choose?
Waiting and wondering, why do I lose?
I feel you there, but you are always so far.
Leaving me to wish now for you upon a star.
Night after night, I hope and I pray.
Please let him see me, I wait one more day.
Give me an answer, show me a sign.
Reach out to me, sa
PosersYou think that you fool me,Posers6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But I know who you are.
Your life is so pathetic,
You pretend you're a star.
Lies and deception,
That's what you do best.
Luring in the unsuspecting,
For you, it's one big jest.
You tell your stories,
And play with their hearts.
You find an easy target,
To start throwing your darts.
Leaving lives shattered,
Trails of tears in your wake.
It is never your fault.
It was all their mistake.
Just a black widow spider,
Your new web you've spun.
You leave no survivors,
It's too late now to run.
Does it make you feel happy?
Give you power when you pose.
Still in the end, though,
It's never you that th
One Week Left!**UPDATE**One Week Left!4 months ago in Personal More Like This
Only one week remains for you to enter #The-Typing-Machine's Revolution Prompt. The prompt will close at 00:00 GMT February 1st, meaning 31st January is the last day to get your entries in. C'mon guys and gals, make this a hard one to judge
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To My Unknowing LoverMany pages full of love notesTo My Unknowing Lover7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
All to my unknowing lover
Poems, letters, drawings, odes
Waiting for him to discover
I wonder if there'll be a day
On which he'll read it all
Scan through where my secrets lay
Oh, how scared I am to fall
But fear is a bad adviser
And falling is part of living
What doesn't kill me, makes me wiser
And one must be forgiving
For we all do age
For it is never or now
If you make me blue, I'll leave the stage
Broken hearted, but with a bow
Fragile WingsFlying high into the clear blue sky has left your wings fragileFragile Wings1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And now I can see those folded wings are making you feel tired
Don't try to force a smile for anybody else
But don't forget that it's okay to smile for yourself
Your sweet voice didn't always seem to hurt me
Now I hear it everyday, the pain engulfs me
I wanna go back and relive all our moments,
but my luck is now against me.
There are no words to describe it;
the feeling that I get whenever I look into your eyes.
Your feelings cannot hide from me.
Try to hide all your pain deep inside
We don't need the sky to fly- we can just swim in the sea, as time goes by
SongbirdThe SongbirdSongbird1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even when alone,
Keeps on singing,
Filling the air
He does this
Not to forget,
Not for self
Or to simply
Fill the void,
For the Songbird
Is a poet, and it
Is not in his
Despise the world,
But to love it
Even if the songs
They still are
Of this life
And the Songbird
Among the trees
And in the grassy
The timesHow many timesThe times1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Have I walked left instead of right?
How many times
Have I walked in the darkness instead of the light?
How many times
Will I spit on your face?
How many times
Will I deny your grace?
All the times that I've lost
All the time that I've sinned
They all lead to the cross
The place where my savior's been
All the times that I've lied
All the times that I've hated
They all lead too where my savior died
After that he rose again
How many times
Have you opened your arms wide?
How many times
Have you stayed by my side?
How many times
Have you forgiven my iniquity?
How many times
Have you loved me anyway?
Mystic FogStanding alone,Mystic Fog1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
In a lot,
Shopping carts scattered across a mysterious mist.
A sight and scent so alluring that I must resist.
It's colder than ice,
I know the temperature comes with a price.
It sends shivers down my spine,
As the clock strikes nine.
Time is running short,
If only I could abort.
Then maybe I would have a chance,
To escape this evil trance.
I take a step forward.
The white mist blankets my vision,
Almost as scary as a car collision.
Now that they're gone,
The coast is clear.
I must escape this hell,
If I'm ever to survive.
Hope has gone far down the well.
I'm the one that got away.
Maybe it's because I've
The Tragedy of MonstersSometimes she was able to completely forget the cruel painThe Tragedy of Monsters1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
That rattled against her like a constant beating drum
It stung with a vengeance spiked with love
It would never leave her to herself
That would have been too easy
Love was never that kind
If only then maybe
Maybe then she
Sometimes he would remember the sharp edges of his love
It was almost impossible to forget the many scars
He would create hateful marks wanting to say
The sacred words everyone wanted to hear
But the words were always trapped
And every time he tried
To say those words
"I love you"
There were moments where she could remember the good times
They rested against her mind with a calming embrace
Coated with the blood that tainted things carry
Filled with kisses and carefully placed passion
Lost within the arms of care
That only exists in memory
She wanted to cry
But the tears
There were moments that he could recall the three words
A Day Without A YesterdayIt seemed so long agoA Day Without A Yesterday2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
These memories of mine;
A long lost time, far away.
The patter of nostalgia
Heralding all my yesterdays;
Through the window of a soul.
The drumbeat reminder
Of all that's been;
That will be when tomorrow comes.
The love which echoes
Through all those years;
Were they ever there?
Outside of this trunk
A stamp collected with each smile;
Are they my own to keep?
Trinkets of the past
Held close to my chest, giving warmth;
Are these comforts from another's future?
All I know may not be mine
Your breath and touch long gone;
From another lover's glance.
Bought on ebay
To replace a lon
I Wanted to Come HereI Wanted to Come Here2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I wanted to come here. All the way to a place called Buffalo Grove, Illinois. About an hour outside of Chicago. A little suburban area with a dead end on every other block, and a bike path that went on for miles.
This was once my haven. An area of the world that kept a baby girl sheltered from all those bad things. This place where she could grow up and never have to see the ugly face of the world that's lurking just beyond its mask.
I feel it before I see it; that long, black asphalt road. Houses lining one side and a field on the other that went on for about a hundred yards before reaching the train tracks. Tracks that a small
early achesI want to type until I'm empty,early aches2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
ink my vision with each verse;
I want to tamper with my textures,
blot the sun out with my nerves.
I want to breathe myself to floating,
cling to clouds with subtle sighs;
I want my bones to bleach me pure,
a clear, clean conquest as my prize.
I want my journey a soft sacrifice
for those who cannot speak;
I want each climb to take me higher,
my strides on stable path to peak.
I want to smile at dead-beat dogs
whose owners lost their minds;
I want to sing all Earth to stupor,
paint perfect patterns in its eyes.
And when i'm snow-swept backdrops
deep-set in dazzled skies,
I want the
Off The HorizonWith each blade of grass caressing us,Off The Horizon3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We think about our miniscule lives.
And why with dreams come nightmares,
And joys; sorrows.
Looking toward the ocean of a sky,
We know its our turn to jump off the horizon.
Hand in hand, we give way to our new wings,
Letting them spread to as long as they want.
Piece by piece, our grief falls off,
Showing your smile and eyes like the sun and sea.
This haze is like a dream, but I don't care,
For once it feels so raw and beautiful, so real.
This light is finally brighter than the darkness,
As I lie down on a cloud and absorb this new found freedom,
I know that sleeping forever r
The Wolf of Bright FrostIt was sought I had no nameThe Wolf of Bright Frost1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was told I could not gain
and if I did, it would soon be lost
I am the wolf of bright frost
I am quick
and I am daring
and I sing with bells in pairing
Here my song of the white wolf
I am the wolf of bright frost
but you can just call me
The one who lost it all
but in time will find it again
The one who will end a war
and who will find love
where freedom is my friend
and as I run
as I breath
the cold snow beneath my paws
for I am the wolf of bright frost
and I will see to it
that my father lives on
in the hearts
Look at me.If I got your attention, what I would do...Look at me.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's something I can show you.
My skill and potential.
My personality and charm.
If I got your attention, what would you do?
Be interested, avid, even?
Or wrinkle up your nose at the idea of what I show.
Or just delighted?
To have attention...
Of all the things I could tell you, to whisper in your ear.
Or things I'd be too timid to say to you.
I can tell you things.
More greater than my thoughts.
To have more power than my voice will speak.
To say things to you, I'm too scared to call out.
So look at me, and I'll happily tell you.
No One Warned the Little BoysSometimes you will fall in love withNo One Warned the Little Boys1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The praise and adulation of your peers,
But not the girl.
Watch for women whose voices are smoother
than their skin.
And whose kisses posses you
Like a demon
Men want here and now and are so proud
They never admit that
Their love is true
And if they do,
You have feelings
Speak them loud
Let them be seen like the sun
Who lights the ground
Who lets those know
That you have pain
That you have love
That you care
That all those fake stereotypes are just
There will be clouds that hide your rays
And sometimes you feel like
WeaknessThe sun shines brightWeakness1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I'd give anything for it to be night
Or for the rain
To wash the tears threatening to fall
I fight so many things
So many things I've overcome
But not the rain
My tears continue to fall
I have this dream
A row full of smiling faces
All these people for me
Then they walk away
To be alone
Can't depend on my own
I just want to believe
That someone cares just as much about me
I walk down these halls everyday
But everywhere I look I see your face
All my memories of you and I
I can't escape
I only have two more weeks
And yes maybe it was time to leave
But why do I still want you
I pray some
Fairy Tales"Once upon a time" She says,Fairy Tales1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And then closes the fairytale of lies,
Quietly mumbling "The End"
And then hiding from the spies.
They creep through the window,
Knocking like sugar at the door,
Their hands winter bare branches,
And their eyes hollow to the core.
The princess falters in dashing down the stairs,
Glass slippers left behind and shattered.
The children greet her at the door,
But cannot recognize her through the torn and tattered.
The story does not end,
In the mind of one it may not have started.
And the dreams of a two year old child scream they are done.
Then you wake up and all is parted.
He grunts in the night by
ForgettingA whisper skitters through the treesForgetting1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and the darkness approaches cease.
The cold dew glimmers in the morning light,
as a nearby hawk opens flight.
A drop of dew splashes onto your face,
your eyes open to shake the moisture away.
A moment ago the world was not a place,
but suddenly is reality the moment you wake.
You feel nauseous, and you wonder why you've come,
but you've done it now, you're on the run.
Memories are just something that make you wince,
and you remember that you pride yourself more in what you don't remember.
You've tried to forget ever since
Years ago, in mid-November.
You know that people lose fingers and l