Through the looking glassIs this all real?
What is this sensation we feel?
Are we just reliving the life we once lived?
Did we die already and just get revived?
Who once decided what's left and right?
Who sees everything in black or white?
Is this whole world just a dream?
Is this all part of some scheme?
The answers to the questions were not written in ink
It always changes no matter how much you think
Because you're neither right nor wrong
People have been searching for answers for so long
Laws and rules,
Are just some of our tools
Tools to make this world seem more vast
If they are not believed in then they are just the past
Do we have some weird ideal?
Are we nothing yet real?
An answer is that ''we are'' therefore we exist
But that doesn't always mean we can coexist
Searching for answers can lead us to depression
But when we find the answer, do we remember what is the question?
We go to sleepI go to sleep to dream about youWe go to sleep1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I go to sleep to hide from the truth
I want to lock my pain out of my life
I lost myself between written lines
You go to sleep to forget about me
You go to sleep to hide from your fears
Inside of the cage you lost your own pulse
Inside of the dream you don't care about rules
We go to sleep to dream about us
We go to sleep to reach out for the stars
We go to sleep to never stop
We go to sleep just to wake up .
SurvivalSurvival.Survival1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Give a man a fish he will eat for a day.
Teach a man to fish he will eat for a life time.
Give a man a gun he will rob a bank.
Give a man a bank he will rob the world.
We adapt and adjust.
Constantly dithering on the cusp
Of what is considered wrong and right,
Ensuring that our ambitions remain in sight.
We would be willing to do anything
In order to get what we truly desire.
We would be willing to risk everything
Even putting our friends in the line of fire.
We may share the bounty with others,
Allowing them to experience the fruitful taste.
Given the option we will even care for our brothers.
Just as long as we are well endowed with songs of praise.
We are opportunists.
We are convincing and ruthless.
We are the modern day Judas.
Before she says goodbyeBefore she says goodbyeBefore she says goodbye1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Slam the door in my face
And a dozen roses laying on the floor
Before she says goodbye
I told her I loved her
But it was too late, she already hung up
Before she says goodbye
Give her a kiss
To make up the times that you made her cried
Before she says goodbye
She said we were made for each other
But she let go and fell into pieces
Before she says goodbye
I wanted a second chance
To hold you in my arms once again
Before she says goodbye
She asked you
"Why you even try anymore? It is unless, you can't get back what you already loss."
Before she says goodbye
Be at her place in ten minutes to maybe change her mind
But she wasn't home
Before she says goodbye
Break her heart of stone
And set her free
Before she says goodbye...
I walk alone
My shadow is here beside me
I should have been there for her more before she said goodbye
The feeling of HopeThe feeling that you always speak ofThe feeling of Hope1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It ponders in your head, day in day out
Never sure how it got in there
What happened? Where did it all fall apart?
Is that the feeling?
Don't be sad or concern about it because it will drift away
All feelings do step aside just don't know when or you feel to weak to decide
Move on it will be hard but it has to happened
Or else you'll be in regret
There is no comfort in words it just feels like nothing
Having that feeling that nothing means anymore
I have that feeling
It kills me from the inside that I can't feel
I have gone numb
Lifeless just going day by day feeling, is it worth it anymore?
But it has to mean something
Why does stuff happen, there must be a reason behind it
But you may not know the answer to it
But I can't move on because I see something more to it
I see there is hope in this
That little hope will set me free
That hope will give you the strength to overcome it
That hope will strive for something better
That hope will give a new mea
TearsFeel the rain dripping on your faceTears1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sitting somewhere in an unknown place
You might just had your heart broken
Those feelings of yours go unspoken
Let the rain wash your pain away
Let it wash away and find your way
Let the rain slowly heal your wounds
It heals your heart and will hide your wounds
The rain will stay with you for years
It's one of those things that always cares
Because in the rain nobody will see your tears
Two roads, one loveTwo different peopleTwo roads, one love1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Two different souls
Two different hearts
Two different roads
One goes to left
Another goes right
One chooses death
Another takes life
Two different worlds
Two different minds
Two different goals
Two different lives
Two roads that were never meant to cross
Crossed in love, pain, happiness and loss
Two hearts that were never meant to love
Lost in the feelings of one another's world
Combined in one love…
Forever MoreIt's said true friendship is strongForever More1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A tree hundreds of years old
yet I saw a withered leaf falling
And the green begins to fade
Look beyond the withered leaf
See past the fading green
Look down into the soil
Where strong roots do grow.
I can hear dry branches cracking
And all the oncoming storms
Black clouds darkening the sky
Are we strong enough to prevail?
Though the branches may crack
As the winds bend them back
Look beyond the darkening clouds
The rays of the sun can be found.
I don't want to lose what we had.
I don't want to see it die.
But the wind takes the leaves away.
A barren skeleton is what is left.
You will not lose what is there
The beauty of nature will prevail
For beneath the soil the roots will grow
Blooming leaves that are forever more
When did we stop to care?
Hoping the tree's big enough
Our visits became rare
So is this the final fall?
Never is this the final fall
You live in my heart forever more
Distance or time don't mean
For a man diesBreathe Slowly,For a man dies1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
For a Man dies every second, locked in the grip of the sky.
Walk with every step in mind,
Every twitch of a finger,
Every sound, from your head to the ground,
Keep them in mind.
For a man dies every second, the beginning of an eternal dance with the one in the heavens.
Remember every follicle of hair,
Every eye that stares, every moment of fear,
An evil glare, remember it all.
For a man dies every second, and a child cries for his death.
Live today like you'll wither the next,
For we too, can be locked in the reaper's grip.
Why am I with you?"Why am I with you?"Why am I with you?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A question you seem to ask a lot
Many answers can fall under
Was it your face?
The way you laugh?
How you look for the best of me?
Is it your personally?
The way that we are different in many ways but we still work it out
But yet on a deeper level are the same
Is it that I still love you?
Even when my heart is fill with anger or when I was just cranky
I still try to see though and think back to the girl that was so innocent
Beginnings were rough for us
You know that, I know that
It is good to have reminder once in a while that we still care to one another
But now I walk alone on this road of broken dreams
Where you used to walk beside me
Is now left is a shadow of a broken being
I look back to see if you were still there
But I know you move on, to a better life
I was just a stepping stone for you
I wish it didn't fall apart like this
I wish I could of turn back the clock to do it all over
But just this time do it
I am with you because I gave you joy and happiness i
Your Life's A StageLife is comparable to a bookYour Life's A Stage1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Which would make today a page
Don't dream of the drama unfolding
Act it out upon the stage
If the stage is your lonely room
And the theatre is your home
Then why not be the protagonist
Heroes never die alone
If you are treading those boards tonight
Then be careful how you go
Show the world and open your mind
To learn things that remain unknown
And if you are the director
Make sure the cast know their lines
If their actions stray away from the plot
Then cast them out of your life
If you are seeking attention
Awaiting ovation from the stalls
Be sure to do something worthy
Before the last curtain falls
Our fallen hero or heroine
Will rise for their final applause
Unlike a play we've no such luxury
For us there will be no encore
To my sisterLike a sister I do love youTo my sister1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The sister who never was mine
Older sister I look up to
My younger sister fair and fine
And you're more than a friend to me
My twin sister with diff'rent blood
We're seperated by the sea
But to you my heart does still spud
Sometimes I curse all of the miles
You and me thousands do divide
I want to witness all your smiles
Those which are born from deep inside
I cannot hold you when you cry
And I really wish that I could
Still a dreamer's mind does fly
And it'll be with you for good
And it brought this few lines to you
Written from deep within the heart
And each single word here is true
A wish from somewhere far apart
To my sister so far away:
I wish you a happy birthday
I BelieveA thousand times I walked along this lineI Believe1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dreaming of the other side
So far away, yet next to me
A strange new land
Full of possibility
A million times I wondered why
I had now wings to spread and fly
Until I found them inside my mind
Finding freedom hiding in my soul
Accepting the necessity of lost control
I wonder now, could it change
If I changed in time?
If I gave up fear and just crossed the line
To explore the unknown land
Instead of wondering what might be...
Do you think I'd open up and see?
I'm tired of hiding my curiosity
It feels wrong to deny this side of me
I want to know who I might be
If I open my eyes to see
I believe, oh I believe
That time will change us all
I believe we will have to fall
We'll have to die
To be alive
And all the little pieces
All the shatters of my past
Will fall into place
Like tears from my face
Into a brand new life
A life I will proudly lead
Poem: Hold OnHold OnPoem: Hold On1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I heard you crying last night
Did you stop trying last night?
You scream there is nothing left
You say there is nothing inside
You used to fly up so high
But you fell to pieces in the sky
You let go of your faith
And threw away your dreams
Try and find something left for us
I'll turn the lights out
Sleep for tonight
I have to leave,
You have to face this alone
You need to build your strength
You lost faith in me
And gave up
You know there is nothing
Left of us
You say it's too late
And nothing hurts
The feelings will come
And some will burn
But some will heal
If you keep strong
You won't hurt anymore
You can lay in the grass
And feel the sun
If you'll just wait for one
Keep shining darling
It's never too late
To turn your life around
Even if only for a day
You can reinvent yourself
And become someone new
Live a different life
And dry off your eyes
Just keep smiling,
I promise you it's not all gone
There is light at the end
All you have to do is hold on
Never Too OldNever Too Old1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"That was the lamest one yet!" Glenn snickered.
"It was pretty bad," Kevin admitted, "but not as bad as Strawberry Shortcake."
"Thanks for reminding me. Yeah, that was even worse."
"Good candy, though."
"Mmm," Glenn assented through a mouthful of Skittles.
The zombie and the pirate approached the little blue house and followed an arrow to the back door.
"Betcha this one sucks," Glenn said as he pressed the doorbell. Suddenly, the door flew open to reveal a short flight of stairs.
"Trick or treat?" Kevin asked hopefully.
A meaty paw reached around the door, and Glenn did a spit-take. A diminutive werewolf emerged from the house and howled for dramatic effect.
"What are you supposed to be, Curious George?" Glenn scoffed.
The werewolf howled again and held out a plastic pumpkin brimming with sweets. Kevin carefully selected a Butterfinger, whereas Glenn grabbed whatever would fit in his sticky gray hand.
"Thanks," Kevin mumbled.
The werewolf barked, and two rivulets of drool fell onto the
The girl who lovesThe girl who loves1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Play with it.
Then throw it.
I don't need it,not without you.
I am cold,dead when you're away.
You might as well break the son of a bitch into two.
I told you,stay away from me.
I am pure sin,I bathe in others pain.
But look what happens when a sin meets the Devil,
Dancing in the dark,kissing in the rain.
I never knew there could be someone,
Someone as sinful as me.
My darkness,your touch has enchanted my soul.
And now,you're calling me your queen.
But what are we,my love?
Just a couple of mortals gone to the bad?
In the end,we are all humans
Without many words left to be said.
So here's my heart,on the silver plate.
I kept my lips silent,my body was in your arms.
I am falling,I know this is hell,
But promise me I'll be your lucky charm.
I need to be your other part,
The one I am,the one brighter than your moon,
The pretty face you kiss in the mornings,
Love,you made me trust you.
BulimiaI put my head up,looked at the mirror.Bulimia1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Look at you",I said.
"Your eyes are red of crying,
Your face blushed of pain,
You have a scar on your hand,
Thanks to your teeth".
I really tried to be perfect,mama,
I really am trying.
Why do I keep hurting the ones I love?
And my heart is beating fast.
I think I am gonna fall.
Catch me,darling,don't disappoint me.
I need the smell of your skin on me now.
I love you.
My thoughts are lost in the paths of their perfection.
I am a stranger there.
And I was still looking at the mirror.
Talking to myself.
Staring at my own bulimic reflection.
"Look at you!You are beautiful even when you cry!".
Sunday MorningI want sheets one day past freshSunday Morning5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
and enough pillows so nothing
every feels stiff or tweaks apart.
I want the windows open and
the temperature perfect for
I thought to want Cleopatra's
handmaidens to serve us but the
world is not big enough for us.
I want movies of every moment
like this playing on the ceiling
so we can stay very horizontal.
I want no visitors and cannot
understand that part of Brian
Wilson's seven year plan.
After several of these days, I
want to write a new poem
prescription including innovations.
I want more of Sunday morning.
I Was On A CloudI was the boy who remained silentI Was On A Cloud1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Through those weeks, months and years
Watching the tide begin to rise
From all of your fallen tears
A tide of insecurity
That in time became so deep
It would set about draining you
Of all the secrets that you keep
I was the boy who remained mute
I watched your life unfold from above
As you were shattered with pain
And given false hope with love
So many times I was tempted
To come and heal my angels pain
But up above in the blue sky
For now at least I would remain
I was the boy who stayed silent
A hush so deafeningly loud
You were never alone though
Princess, I was on a cloud
I watched as all of these things
Came to pass down below
And why didn't I intervene?
I had faith that alone you would grow
PainPain1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
An unpleasant feeling you may think
The feeling cannot be described in only ink
It can come and go in just a blink
It would be the bitter taste if life would be a drink
It's what gets us down
It's what leaves us with a frown
Sometimes makes us want to leave town
And sometimes makes us want ourselves to drown
It sure isn't much fun
We always want it to be over and done
We can't make it undone
Pain, is a measurement of will power
Recovering from pain may take more than an hour
But in the end you will blossom like a flower
ObsoleteObsolete.Obsolete1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Everyone is too wrapped in their own lives to even care about yours.
But what they fail to remember is that this earth is only the first of many floors.
Tears cascade, smiles appear and fade while the universe continues to ignore,
As they impatiently knock and wait outside life's man made divisible door.
So when they become to self involved in the successes of their own cause.
Purpose.Purpose.Purpose.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
What would a story be?
If there was no one there to read it.
What would dreams be?
If there was no one there to conceive it.
What would a picture be?
If there was no one there to see it.
What would a secret be?
If there was no one there to keep it.
What would love be?
If there was no one there to feel it.
What would a song be?
If there was no one there to sing it.
What would the truth be?
If there was no one there to admit it.
What would advice be?
If there was no one there to give it.
What would life be?
If there was no one there to live it.
There is no place for me.There is no place for my ideals or me,There is no place for me.1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
There is no place for justice or mercy.
There is no place for true love anymore,
It's a sad truth, it saddens me at the core.
There is no place for me in this world,
Where the cries of the needy must go unheard.
I'm cast out for my ideals, my gentleman's code,
Well, I was born like this, a man in hero mode.
There is no place for a hero in this world,
The knight in shining armour must go unheard.
There is no such thing as a Fairy Tale,
I am not Prince Charming, just another sail.
On a boat afloat on a sea of sadness,
The winds of mourning passing through me.
There is nowhere in this world for me...
There is nowhere in this world for gallantry.
Living a Lie.Living a Lie.Living a Lie.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You say things you don't mean when you're angry.
You call me a waste of space and that you can't stand me.
When the dust settles you say you don't mean it.
You say I should know better than to believe it.
As usual I foolishly upkeep your illusive hold on me.
I allow you to mute my thoughts and take control of me.
You promise and reassure me that it will never happen again.
That this is the last time and you will put it all to an end.
But I know promises only comfort fools,
Who readily allow others to pull the wool
Over our eyes because it is easier to swallow the lies.
Can it be a mistake if it happens more than twice?
Despite my preaching I can never take my own advice.
I've realised that this aggression is a part of you
And because I can never dare to part from you.
I have to believe the love you have for me is true.
Sometimes you have to take a lie not for what it is
But for the truth and reality it suspends.
Withdraw your vengeful tongue and revert it into a kiss.
The Dream GuardianA beauty- in her own worldThe Dream Guardian10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Roaming… a blue jay between two skies
Freedom carved in the feathers of her wings
Her name was sung and played on strings
Country folks knit stories about her
The savior of dreamers upon clouds
Rainbow paths to get them laughing
Paints and brushes in her hands
Wonder is what her colors do
Creates new music in the air
Paints the sky a brilliant blue
Daisies seem a fresher white
Weaving dreams in brighter hues
Gaze around your vivid nights
Whispering her precious myths
Incandescent, intensely bright
One violet star –the nomad, through