Fallen From On High
Embrace sweet calamity,
The darkness which engulfs you now.
Apollyon, of that intrepid verse,
Now awaits, drooling with a gaping mouth.
Of temptation, the liars tongue,
Striking up the deals that bring you only to ruin
Just below, Tartarus waits for you...
And the patient welcoming shall be of no surprise.
Embrace now, bitter calamity...
The retribution that has longed for thy touch.
The clustered storm, prolonged, procrastinated,
hovers over to knock you down.
The portal, that vortex, to plunge you down.
Have you to own, no peace...
only what is allowed to your filthy hands...
Mine SweeperMine Sweeper2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tighten the blindfold as you plant mines in
the fields where flowers should go, and be picked.
Tread stumbling under a drunken veil as your rioting
nerves loot the last remnants of reason within you.
Allow your sanity to fall victim to the systematic madness,
that from day one grew within you.
Pity will be that rusted shovel to fills one of
the open graves that already inhabit that dreaded field.
The graves, merely open wholes from the former seats of mines,
from this song and dances history.
What more can be done, past the repetition of returning to square one,
fallen on a sword of false humility?
The con is no longer clothed in deception and stands
naked in one of those accursed graves.
Her voice is putrid, of a terrible act, diving off a devils
tongue shaped like a fork in the road.
Perhaps your final tears will sprout flowers over
the small patch of dirt, as I intend to leave none.
Angels" Angels don't exist. "Angels3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I once said
Lost dreams, failed life
Lead me to desperation
All could see my grief
As the broken heart was dying
In this soul so dark
" I feel warm embracing touch. "
You were always with me
My eyes so blind, I couldn't see
My head full of voices, I couldn't hear
Constantly you offered help
Never let me alone, never forgotten
Your eyes saw my pain
" Look at me, Fallen Angel. "
I could finally feel your love
Reached towards your hand
So you could fly away with me
Two angels with lost souls
Let my dark, broken wings protect you
Your white, pure ones will never wither away
" Death Angel was with his Shattered Angel once again. "
Reaching Out To SanityReaching Out To Sanity3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can hear the music,
playing in my head...
That brick wall melody,
that leaves me dry and bled.
Back out, unsound, way past
The naive embrace,
clutched like the withering vine,
so doubted in commonplace.
That sorrowful harmony,
with mysterious limbs
running like mad
through my mind, so dim with fog.
In my wake do I hear that music
of the morbid and downtrodden sound...
Sweet, the symphony of my imagination...
the chaos, although so profound.
Stained, my face with the misery
Of this occupation of thought,
not much, yet the burdens are stiff
within the acidic net, am I forever caught.
Her eyes scream fill in the _____.They saidHer eyes scream fill in the _____.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she has starving
little poet fingers,
the heroic hearts
of nameless protagonists.
But, she cries
tears of Saturn
on too-little-sleep nights,
& coffee ringed mornings.
They call her vanilla.
much too ripe to fall
with freckles on her
Tired Of This PlaceEach scar is because of you.Tired Of This Place3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're the one to make my blood bloom.
The empty pain I feel inside,
foreshadows my deep demise.
I'm sick of crying,
I'm sorry for trying.
I should have ended when I was born,
then maybe no heart would be torn.
I wish my breath did not start,
and maybe even my heart.
Growing up is the hard part,
I really didn't want to start.
I wish it was easy to say goodbye,
so then maybe I could die.
Fading Flickering FaultsFading Flickering Faults3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The flickering lights,
then dim and faint were they
as the water rose.
joined by the falling drops
from storm descending
down with a lifeless energy.
Upward came each splash,
and back down with a dying sound.
At random was the already spontaneous
of every moment in the life
of every last drop.
So blended now, in the ripples
with the ever uneasy waters.
Like the flickering lights,
did their time become dim and faint.
Beautiful EyesThey speak to me, spilling your secrets, opening your soul.Beautiful Eyes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's nothing you can hide in your beautiful eyes,
As golden and magical as the morning sunrise.
They're a kaleidoscope of emotion.
Whispers of unwritten stories in each little fleck of green,
Murmuring tales of broken hearts, visits to the between.
The depth of your pain, your albatross
Spins in those eyes, plunging down, down, fathomless;
Yet, they sparkle at a distance, boundless, fearless.
I drown in those eyes, listening eagerly to the stories.
I am lost in your ageless soul...
Rainbowi.Rainbow1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have a bouquet of light
of shattered sunrays
that shun those
whose rose is not as rubicund
or whose cerulean is only slightly sea-green-stained.
Slice up the white
and imprison it in sardine cans
and push the plungers home.
But no matter how much you may try
the result is death;
for you've frayed the perfect threads
And only dried minerals and plasma
some darker version of the cosmic latte concentrated.
My heart is a prism.
All that's around me
some hibernating humming
frozen beneath the winter's coat.
I must be a time machine,
because I cannot abide this monochrome much longer.
And I've sprung forward to spring.
I'm seizing the icicles
that drip from the pallid clouds
and stripping them
and cutting them
and setting them
and in my heart they are transcribed
and flowers bloom
in the rumination of the sunlight.
a host to the aquatic fermentation
and I sip this bouquet
an imitation of the future,
I Am A...I am a survivorI Am A...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because I wish to survive.
I am a dreamer
Because dreams are my break from reality.
I am a lover
Because I yearn to love.
I am a seeker
Because I will seek for my joy.
I am an observer
Because I can observe my enemies,
and know the score.
I am a killer
Because I kill to save others.
I am a hunter
Because I will hunt for truth and lies.
I am a decider
Because I can decide if I can trust you.
I am a teacher
Because I teach the future.
I am a student
Because I still learn.
I am a fighter
Because I do not believe in surrender.
I am a hater
Because the world dispises my spirit
and wants to bring me down.
I am a rebel
Because when the world spits in my face,
I will spit back.
I am a leader
Because I refuse to break down.
I am a wise one
Because wise one's understand lies.
I am a child
Because I can still laugh at other's stupidity.
I am an adult
Because I can put up with you.
I am innocent
Because my heart throbs with ignorance.
I am robbed
Because I still feel the pain.
GravesDaddy, daddy, why are people oh so very coldGraves3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why can't I have what they have, a teddy bear to hold
Something I can fall asleep on, somewhere i can stay
Some place where the roof above keeps us from skies so grey
Daddy, why can't we be one of those who have a home
Why were we the ones to walk the empty streets alone
Daddy, why won't anybody let us find a place
It is getting cold, I hate the look upon your face
Daddy, please don't fall upon the icy, frozen ground
Daddy, one day we will find a place, so safe and sound
Daddy, please don't die here, please, we'll find a place to stay
Daddy... please don't leave me here, just please don't die away.
Daddy, let me sit there as you know you can't be saved
Next to you as we both rest inside our lonely graves
Let us dream of somewhere warm and somewhere oh so sweet
Daddy, daddy, tell me.. why was everyone so mean?
These FlamesI find, the flames attractiveThese Flames3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I watch this city burn away
So close, I almost had it
I lost it all when I turned away
My heart is full of broken dreams
Shattered hopes and memories
Everything that causes pain
Like a drop of acidic rain
The wind blows and it carries with it
Whispered words and the sorrows hidden
Sanctuary among the ashes
But the arson has one more match lit
And I find, the flames attractive
As I watch this city burn away
Was so close, I almost had it
I lost it all when you turned away
I regret every single moment
Without you with your hand in mine
I regret never even knowing
You loved me the entire time
And I find, these flames attractive
Burning brightly, shining in your eyes
I'm right here, and I finally have you
And from the ashes we'll rebuild our lives...
SuicideTears in my eyesSuicide4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I look down
There's a long way down from here
I know it
I see it
Exactly as I know, I have no reason not to do it
Because no one will mind if I'm gone
Because no one cares
I'm trapped in this life
With my tattered soul
From red eyes of mine
A result of all my cries of pain
They fall down
The same long way down, as I'm going to fall
To hit the ground
I throw my head back
And let out a hysterical, manic, heartbreaking laugh
Oh, sweet ending
How I've longed for you
How I've longed for you to break my chains
My chains that hold me down here
How long I've longed for you to destroy the cage
The cage that holds me trapped
You have no idea of how long I've waited for you
I take a step
And yet another
I look down again
The grin still on my face
I close my eyes
As I lean forward
Let the gravity drag me down
The world flies around me
As I'm nearing the ground
Eyes still closed
Smile still on my face
There's no way back
It's the 'Point Of No Return'
I lived a lieI lived a lie3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A stagnant moment it took to rise
for conflicts within, abstained my eyes
to divert from those slabs of stone.
A crime repeated, condemned, atoned.
Although such crimes are ripples of past,
such ripples, oh why you travel so fast?
Reminders of a crime repeated,
same words, same etches again mistreated.
Long ago intertwined with me;
was an essence of truth and serenity.
But Glad was I? No feelings did stir.
I cruelly stomped the love in her.
I ended a smile, I shattered a heart;
shred the web of love apart;
I swelled a tear in her forlorn eyes,
she closed those eyes, a sniff did rise.
A smile again, though very weak it was.
She bowed, and thanked, oh she hid the claws!
That tore at that poor soul, her soul did wear.
Stoned was I? Why did I not care?
To nurse and tend a flailing soul;
my judgment infected with pestilence deplore.
Repelled now by such sordid thoughts,
Will crying help? No! It will not!
I felt too, an ache of care, so now I
thrash through the ripples and scream out why!
Lost Spirit It's so cold up against this stone,Lost Spirit4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the only warmth I had was your evil soul~
It just breaks my heart~
To be so locked up, up against these walls~
I dream of being free once more~
But I don't know how to be free anymore~
I'm surrounded every where I go by these four walls~
I'm loosing my soul, I don't know what to do anymore~
Everything's fading away to gray, it's amazing to me that your eyes still gleam that devilish red- it sickens me down to the core, an I can't fight it anymore~
Escape With Poetry.My poetry,Escape With Poetry.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It becomes something else,
When i wan't to escape,
My words cover pages,
And start to melt.
Out of this pencil,
My words flow like sap,
Straight from a tree,
So slow but at the same time,
They're quick like lightning.
When i want to escape,
My sad little world,
With a snap of my fingers,
And a flick of my pen,
I flow into this world,
Again and again.
Running On FumesRunning On Fumes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Exhaustion, Oh my limbs, my body whole.
What they feel that my heart does not.
I just wish to return to my place of slumber,
where what is dreamt came make me regret.
The cold sweat is the moment I awaken...
Knowing nothing, and remembering little.
Hunger, my belly for fulfillment so sweet...
The theory behind so many burdens,
the many weights on these weary shoulders,
That I have ever called my own.
And now my knees are my feet,
covered with the hoof prints of a dead horse.
Tell me God, the Creator in a Kingdom his own...
Tell me of my purpose in the method you wish...
Tell me once more if not a million times...
As for this all, the new and unwanted-
I have no push left in me...For this---
I feel nothing...
It's Burning Down Anyway"You shouldn't play with matches," she said. "You'll hurt yourself."It's Burning Down Anyway1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I lit a cigarette - with a lighter - and remembered Annie Venter telling me that in the eighth grade as I lit matches behind the school. I had stared at her and lit the whole matchbook on fire, and then I had dropped it in the grass. She made me stomp it out.
I stood on the porch of my apartment, listening to the rain and staring out at the fog and the clouds and thinking that somewhere out there, Annie Venter was probably sleeping, not thinking about the time she told some stupid kid not to play with matches. I flicked the lighter on and off a few times to see if it would feel the same way the matches had all those years ago, but it didn't.
The smoke curled above me in the cold air, a visible metaphor for addiction as it hung off me. Everything in my life smelled like that anymore: like ashes.
I dropped the cigarette on the deck and I stared at the small red ember, letting it burn and smoke, letting it become
Suicide.By Tom O'DanielSuicide.3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
The taste of victory taste the sweetest,
Yet feel of defeat is the worst,
The defeat is the newest,
I feel it's an upcoming curse.
Fighting for the answer,
But not knowing how,
To accept what's coming,
Or what am I feeling now.
I am feeling pain,
But somehow I'm numb,
Feeling acid rain,
I fear my life is done.
When you find my bones,
I will be long gone,
Laying in a hole,
I know it was wrong.
Goodbye to everyone,
Goodbye to me,
I wont see you next time you see the sun,
When I'm beneath the ground
Under six feet.
Dear MommyDear Mommy,Dear Mommy4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Look at me now.
Are you proud of your little girl,
All broken with no smile?
Can you see me from up above?
Does the blood that stains my skin,
Please your dead soul?
I smile at you now.
I see all the pain and blood,
More than every once in awhile.
Dear Everyone Around,
Do you enjoy my pain?
Do you enjoy the fights,
With teeth and skin?
This is the life I chose,
I know I have sinned.
I cannot seem to care any longer, though.
So just leave me alone,
And never bother my soul again.
Leave me to live my life in peace,
For the days I seem to have left.
March 28th, 2011
This little girl.There once was a girl who cried murder,This little girl.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she did this everywhere she went.
Her eyes could only see demons,
Screaming was how her days were spent.
Now this little girl she loved starving,
and in secret she took every pill.
This little girl she loved dancing,
dancing drunk drinking herself ill.
The little girl who cried murder was lonely,
so depressed and so discontent.
Do not get this wrong people like her,
But all her happiness has been spent.
This little girl thinks she's ugly,
she would be beautiful if she were thin.
she's to tall and big she cries to be tiny,
Going pale with a blade to her skin.
Now the girl who cried murder lost love.
Now she wishes she never fell in.
She tries and tries to get over it,
but she can't for see look where her heart has been.
Evil and horrid and putrid,
And murder and rape pain and love,
And hatred and blood loss and fainting.
with no more faith no more hope in above.
This little girl though of death smiling.
Murder murder she was left with their scream
Beneath The Black WillowsBeneath The Black Willows3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Beneath the black willows
the moonlight deploys
unnoticed through soft braided reeds.
Though fingers were broken
the moonbeams disperse
like organ pipes sifting the breeze.
Beneath the black willows
a violet crow falls
to perch upon empty a chest.
A hollowed form spun
through the breath of the wind
His toes brushed the finger tipped crest.
Beneath the black willows
there swings a white noose
and from it there swings a man high.
He dances each morning
He dances each night
I imagine he's thankful to fly.
InvisibleThey say I'm lost,Invisible4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm no longer here.
They don't know where I've gone,
Hidden by fear.
They say I'm sad,
And don't know how to laugh.
But I reply,
"I'm where I've always been!"
"Do you not see my smile?"
"Do you not see me?"
ZilchYou ask -Zilch3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's just the emptiness:
The void that swallows
The void that cancels
out all light...
The void that makes
Paper inked with loveI used to write so many thingsPaper inked with love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I used to smile, I used to sing
I used to be so very happy
I used to be
And then you trapped me
The piece of paper
On the table
A little story
Of a traitor
On the purest heart
To lie about
I was the paper
You were the words
You violate me
So I got lost
I am the memory
You are the ghost
I won't be treasuring
You inked the paper
You inked my soul
It won't get better
It won't let go
They will retell this story
The piece of paper gonna burn to ash
And we will shine in endless glory
But it will never heal this painful gash