PosersYou think that you fool me,
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 they chose.
©2012 Carol Gregoire
She Screamed Like a Whooping CraneWhen I shower, I always wring out my hair afterwardsShe Screamed Like a Whooping Crane1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because thats what I was taught to do
So that my pillow wouldn't get cold and damp
It's so that my head won't weigh down
So that I can stand straight
And I need more sleeping pills to keep me dreaming
Keep the lights down low to keep from screaming
But my voice is gone and I can't cry today
And when the sun burns me alive
They think that I'm okay
Just turn off the bathroom lights
And try to find her in the dark
Find her in the mirror
But all I can feel is her still heartbeat worlds and worlds away
I know that she's gone
And in the dark
My own shadow flees from me
Because I'm not worth following
And all thats left is to bathe
And hope that maybe
I'll mistake the tears for water drops
Just scrub my skin raw and rip the vanity out of my flesh
Until I can bleed sanity from every pore
And feel the embrace of the therapeutic spray
I turn the hot water up until I can't hea
A Vampire's WarningI really want to eat you,A Vampire's Warning1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
you truly ought to know.
So think of this-before we kiss...
...under the mistletoe.
You think it's about romance,
but I just need some lunch.
I smell your blood-in dismal flood...
...so please go drink some punch.
It's best if you avoid me,
no matter what I say.
Your mortal bliss-you'll surely miss...
...if we take things my way.
I'm functioning on empty,
and kinda like a car.
So low on fumes-I live in tombs...
...if you should flee, run far.
This party's for the festive,
I lean towards mad-macabre.
I lurk in screens-and piercing screams...
...necrosis is my job.
I'd tell you all I'm thinking,
but you're already dead.
You chose my mouth-your heart went South...
...and now I have been fed.
UnravelingThoughts are powerful,Unraveling3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Isn't that what you say?
You can never deny me;
I've brought you here today.
Fight it all you want,
You don't get a choice.
Make it easy on yourself;
Listen to your inner voice.
Dark clouds and rainbows,
All in a night's dreams.
When you close your eyes,
Nothing is as it seems.
Pretending you don't care,
Yet once again you are here.
Why you even bother, unless
You need to know I'm there.
So run away, ignore me,
But it's always the same.
You wake up in a sweat,
While saying my name.
You can pretend it's over,
Nothing left but small traces.
Till you feel me and see me,
Inside everybody's faces.
You are losing all control,
Time unraveling the norm.
Come now, hold me close,
We'll get through another storm.
©2015 Carol Gregoire
Listen To The RainRain,Listen To The Rain1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
As it falls to the ground.
All you hear,
Is the quiet plop,
As it splatters on the ground,
Its secret gone.
Flowing down the drain,
Soaking into roots,
Spreading into a pond,
Now one secret in a million.
No one knows the secret,
That raindrop held,
For it is now one drop in a sea,
Its secret unheard.
What has that single drop of water seen?
Has it seen the dinosaurs?
Did it soak the back of a Saber Tooth cat?
Did a cave man stand beneath it?
Did George Washington battle under that drop?
Did it wet the head of Hitler?
Cry as the Towers fell?
Mourn the troops of the many wars of the lands?
Who knows what secrets that drop has seen.
What fears, what joy,
For that drop,
As it fell to Earth,
Has seen the good and the bad,
The sad and the horrid,
The happy and the joyous,
That one little drop,
So often ignored,
Has seen the world a million times over.
From the dawn of time,
EmptyI'm so empty.Empty1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's like this pain is here to stay, here to drown me in its icy waters.
The tears fall like waterfalls raining down on the rocks below.
The pain engulfs me like the wake of a large wave, a wave ready to kill.
It's almost as if I want to die.
Or escape this world in which I suffer.
If I could end everything now without feeling bad, without feeling guilty, I sure as Hell would.
I would take whatever sharp object I could and jab it into my skin as hard as I could.
I would let myself take way too many pills, enough to take me out without so much as a sound.
If I could get by that easily,
I really would.
But I can't.
No matter how much I wish I could end it all, my brain won't let me.
It tells me to keep going no matter how bad it gets.
It tells me to keep going no matter how much I no longer believe.
Even in happiness I am sad.
Because in that happiness I know there's just a dead end.
A dead end to put me right back where I started.
A dead end that shoves m
Cross my heartCross my heartCross my heart1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and hope to die,
I never thought
we´d say goodbye.
I promise honey
I´m being good,
I´d be with you
if I could
but I must wait
till God decides,
to place me once more
by your side.
Cross my heart
I still love you so,
you have to know.
The place in my heart
that you once filled,
is longing for you
and always will.
Cross my heart,
it hurts so much,
not to have your gentle touch,
not to hear your wonderful laughter,
stuck here in this life ever after.
Cross my heart
this life goes on,
even if we want or not.
Happy or sad,
if we live or if we die.
A poem by Suzanne Karbach 15th July 2014
call my nameIn your last dayscall my name10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
you must have called my name
a hundred times,
You needed me so much.
Now I'd give anything and everything
to hear your voice
call my name again,
just one more time.
by Suzanne Karbach august 2014
RE: Meet Me Halfwaybefore we start dancingRE: Meet Me Halfway6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i should probably let you know
i only asked because i wanted to chill with you for about 3 minutes and 27 seconds.
im not some smooth guy coming to sweep you off your feet.
i might accidentally trip you while were dancing though, if that counts for anything.
to tell the truth, i dont even know why i asked you to get up.
i cant even dance, actually.
before i ask you out,
i should probably let you know
you shouldn't expect too many presents and stuff like that.
im broke, to tell the truth.
plus, i'd much rather make you something anyway,
maybe a poem, or a song.
i dont want to give you something someone else made.
that guy in china who made that little trinket doesn't even know who you are.
so why should he be making something for you instead of me?
i mean, im trying to earn your love, not bribe it out of you.
before you ask if i prefer cats or dogs, pizza or salad, natural girls or girls with makeup,
i should tell you i'm an animal lover, not a dog or cat lover.
Death of A MuseWhere are all of the words?Death of A Muse10 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They used to come so easily.
Corralling them now like wild herds,
Instead of floating in quite peacefully.
Now, I am left in this vacant void.
A mindless drifting out to sea.
It was not me being paranoid,
Drowning in the lies you left me.
Numb and devoid of real feeling.
My heart is broken wide open.
Inside from pain I'm still reeling,
Not even a splinter left for hoping.
Love so fleeting could never be real,
Dismissed without even a thought.
You can't even tell me what you feel.
The lies sold to me not what I bought.
So easily you lie, talking a smooth game.
Only for your convenience or your gain.
Mark my words, you'll remember my name.
Darkness will come, and so will your pain.
You cannot treat me like I don't matter.
What you give out will find you threefold.
When the words ring louder than chatter.
As your life of lies spins out uncontrolled.
For you were once my everything.
Your whispers of love filled my soul.
But you aren't worth the pain you bring.
WallsI've never been one to let people in.Walls10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I built up walls, my defenses against society, to keep out the pain of life.
I've always kept to myself, creating a wary distance between me and the world.
Having been crushed so many times, I didn't want to hurt again.
But here you come, you with your cheerful smile,
Your eyes that could light up the room brighter than the sun itself,
You with your kind words shining through the foggy gray of life,
Acting as a beacon of hope to those buried too early within their graves.
You came to me, treated me as an equal, a friend.
You made me feel human again, made me believe I was worth something.
You defended me against those who were hateful, made me hope for a better life.
You made me open my heart to you, showed me how to wear my feelings upon my sleeve.
How easily you fooled me into thinking that you cared.
I was just a project to you, a broken toy that needed fixing.
It was all just an act you put on, a play for the world to see how magnificent you we
Kissing In A DreamHow is it you feel intimate,Kissing In A Dream5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When of you, I know nothing?
As a lost, now found soulmate,
In my mind, you are lingering.
The one I was kissing in a dream,
Eyes of fire and so handsome.
A pairing we will hold in esteem,
A love that has yet to become.
Or once in a faraway place,
We were lovers in our pasts.
Dying in each other's embrace,
Only our love this day still lasts.
Reconnected by circumstance,
Wavelengths entwined and strong.
In darkness under stars, we'll dance,
Knowing this is where we belong.
Within a garden of slate, I wait,
In the light of a single moonbeam.
Trees cast a shadow on the gate,
Till again we are kissing in a dream.
The sun rises and shows its light.
I open my eyes and you I feel.
We'll meet again another night.
Was it a dream, or was it real?
©2015 Carol Gregoire
Let MeThe shameful truth is that I am wasting away in such silt of humanityLet Me4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cannot even obtain the courage to change me
A soul restricted to an unbroken path in which shadows are my only companion
Deserted by those whose loyalty was tainted and sore
The numbness that caresses my feet is everlasting and continues to haunt my whole
All I ever sing anymore are the somber tunes of dying candle lights
I want to feel more alive, with a word of worth, but I am served into the welcoming arms of disappointment
The silence of this winter night awakens the loneliness
The very breath I was given is being concealed, taken with the ice
Lost and wandering, I feel no happiness
I am alone and scared
The ash is all I ever see anymore
No more sweet sounds of simple love or joy
The only tears left are for me and my pathetic self
Locking myself away to the only life I know
Lead me now away with the silk of vibratos
Let me hear the sweet sounds of echoes still
Let me perish with tomorrow’s light
The Whispers"Torn, twisted, brokenThe Whispers1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hurt, flawed, hopeless"
All these little whispers
Meant to destroy me
Hold your head high
The whispers are wrong!
Someone would care if you died
Fall down, no one cares
No one sees me cry
The little whispers tell me
Nobody cares if I live or die
Tears fall, blood drips down
The whispers call to me
Over my steady scream I hear
"You know how to end this"
Hold your head high
"You have to give in"
The whispers are wrong!
Someone would care if you died
"You're breaking down"
"No one will ever dry your eyes"
The Game of LifeThe game of life.The Game of Life8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
To hear the name, you wouldn't think much of it.
It's just like any other game, right?
Just a pawn you move around the board.
What happens is just a draw if a card,
A roll of the dice,
A lucky or hapless series of events.
It couldn't possibly mean much.
But it's everything.
One choice can send you high in the sky
Or sinking straight into the depths.
And you're either waiting for the fall
Or tying to crawl your way back to the top.
And we like to believe we have some sense of control,
That our decisions matter.
But it's all random,
Nothing but luck.
In the end, our thoughts, our decisions mean nothing.
Because one day, the world's going to come to a rushing halt.
We're all going to die.
And everything we've ever done, ever lived through, won't mean a thing.
Barbed WireThe barbed wire wrapped around my heartBarbed Wire3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Strangles me deep inside.
The fact that I'm still living
Is the only evidence that I've tried.
I've tried so hard to love again,
To live a happy life,
But it seems as if my efforts
Only drive me into strife.
My love has nowhere to go
For there's no one willing to share it.
After so long of being alone
I don't know how much longer I can bear it.
With every single biting word,
With each cutting edge,
The barbed wire wrapped around my heart
Cuts deeper into my flesh.
My heart is in tattered shreds.
There's almost nothing left.
With hearts so willing to cast out love,
It'll be easy to forget.
her name is marigoldhair like dwarven gold,her name is marigold8 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
spilling recklessly along her white shoulders
she has skin like fresh cream
and as soft as a kitten's paws
her eyes of sapphire shimmer
in the heat of the day
piercing you through your soul
and clasping your heart to her bosom
her rhythm beats a vibrating tattoo
in your arms;
the wolves that raised her
are tame compared to the wilderness
that pursues her steps --
she can melt into the shadows
and engage herself with the rock cliffs of yore
better than any creature
the maiden of marigold,
FallenWith swollen and sore arms, she has fallen from the edge that so loosely held her in placeFallen1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
This time felt so much better
She never really belonged with wounds open like lines drawn in sand
For every lie revealed a darker beginning for every chapter
Her wish to heal had been tossed away like an old rusty coin
What she used to feel had tied her to chains
And her faith in love had been shattered into glass dust
Everything was gone and it was too late
The sky was backwards in her eyes
And she wasn't hesitating when heaven was calling
And now her remains have been claimed by the very hand of which she was trying to escape
My White RabbitDisguise it completelyMy White Rabbit1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Keep me in the shadows and keep it in darkness
Give me chills down my spine
Keep me in deep thought
Do not reveal it now, not now, so close
The light will bring on upon again
I am now back in the spot light
The darkness has faded, the depth has faded
Now I shine once again
Keep me out of it, I do not want to be, it's too bright
I cannot see
Cover it up again with that grey metal
Hide it away and cover his face
I do not want to see it and I do not want to feel it
I do not want to feel the joy of the sun
I love the depth I feel, even if it is darkness
Let me see the suicides
Let me feel the pain
Let me enjoy solitude
My psychosis is barely hanging on, perhaps only by twine
Constantly seeing red or white as a rope clenches
Or seeing multicolored pills
Or a very sheer and dismal cliff with crashing waves to welcome you
I want to be under these shades of black and grey
Feel the wind in my soul and hide away the moon's witnessing face
I want to hide under a cover of wi
tea, absinthe, and Wormwood Scrubstea, absinthe, and Wormwood Scrubstea, absinthe, and Wormwood Scrubs3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
The prisoners tend the wormwood garden
under the watchful eye of MI5
horse dung for fertiliser
It makes absinthe run faster
And the heart, fonder
and the mind, looser
Poets in Paree
in sALons and cafés
write furious beauty
in century nineteen
for themselves and those
in century twenty-one
Arthur has only a couple of years
to write and couple with whom he wills
We grieve at his loss
No words will change the world
No tea will start blind minds
But give comfort only
Only to those awake
Lancelot Price 2015 June 15
Coffee is the drink of champions; champions are the killers of the world.
Artemis, protect us.