MoonbathingNaked moon loungesMoonbathing2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
in a sky
filled with suds.
The Sore Of A Deaf PoemAnother crumpled sheet thrown on the floor,The Sore Of A Deaf Poem4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Another shout, a thud, because she can't get rid of the sore,
The deaf poem of her broken heart is maybe too degraded,
She's not able to write it down, her soul is jaded,
The phrases of her life are burning on the inside,
A description about the moment when her dreams died,
It's smashing her heart and her tired mind.
From nowhere she hears a sardonic voice,
"- You're not able to hear the words anymore, in fact you never really did,
You have shed some scraps on pages, lies your soul to feed with",
She covered her ears, closed her eyes,
To stop hearing the demonic voice she tries,
"- Shut up!" she yelled again like every day,
It's impossible to escape this abomination that came in her way.
Maybe this is an already lost fight,
A decommissioned road to the healing light,
Her pathetic flounder makes no sense,
She's laying on the floor holding a broken pen.
Torn by the fall from grace,
She will leave behind just a bloody trace,
Secrets of the DjinnLo the winds howl "Never you roam the mist"Secrets of the Djinn3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wander you far across lands, forest & desert sea
Or dream you deep in a cloudless sky ...
Yet a presence looms & beckons, spirits unseen
For they are the Djinn, silent and ever watching,
embalmed into seasons of mortal blood-flow
And beware, for I shalt not speak of this again,
lest darkness unto thy flesh they quest and sow
Eons adrift in smokeless fire did they slumber...
Befallen to Earth's domain, they undressed fate
The Djinn, ancient dwellers humans would fear
Betwixt worlds they linger, shimmering in fire
Thru parallel dimensions they reach, seducing
dreams and reality, life... You!
Peering eyes thru the veil of time and space;
shape shifters of any form, stalk and hunt
Thoughts & flesh canst not escape their magick
Besieged and shadowed, the human race
til they are sent back to whence they came
And death became a wanton treasure,
where Angels pillage & Demons lust in flame
"You should never have come human"
A Siren's CallA Siren's Call3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Visions of madness shimmer in silvery skies
Horizons of passion drown in timeless beauty
There is a voice so pure that can melt a Sun,
a fragrance so luring that can reap mortal breath
Once thou hath gazed into the eyes of a Siren,
love befalls in a kiss, upon whispers of death
An endless ocean swirls, ethereal waves bewail
the sound of her cry haunts eons of dreams
In the deepest abyss, my soul shall forever sail
For a thousand years, I drifted in her song
lost in restless fever of wanton seas
Gently I reached towards her long silvery hair;
embroidered in tempest of Love's odyssey
Tears of sapphire jewel oceans deep ...
luminous thoughts seeking the nectar of bliss
Among flesh and shadows, I crave evermore
Lips unveiled, blackness approaches
my destiny entombed by the Siren's lore
When the world turns forever still,
only the sound of her fleeting whispers remain,
like echoes of rain, suspended over the sea
Arthur Crow © 2012
BabyBaby4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Baby wipe your tears,
let go of all your fears.
Let me take your pain,
and put it in my pocket.
I'll put a lock on it.
You'll never have to see it again.
Let my hold you close,
and wrap my arms around you.
Let me warm you up,
and take away the cold
and put it in my soul.
I'll take away your anger,
Your not a hater baby,
your a lover.
I'll take the hate,
and reform your fate.
I'll put your anger in my fist
and crumble it into bits.
Let me take your sorrow
and throw it away.
You'll never see it again.
Let me kiss you on the lips,
I'll hold your hand,
and put a smile on your face.
Let me color your heart
I'll push away the darkness
and let the light shine through.
I'll walk you out of the shadows
and bring you to the sun.
I'll walk you onto the moist grass
and take you away from the desert.
I can do so much for you.
If you were to give me the chance.
I can love
and love you right.
Let me show you,
you don't have to be lonely,
because I'm right here standing
Tides of Earth and SkyTides of Earth and Sky3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the ache of soul carried the torch of dreams into the sky
Upon scent of mortal thirst destiny whispered in myriad
rapture of folding tides..
Lo the mythic shore, where I — a phantasm of love bleeds
into the ether of velvet sky & ocean hymn...
Lost in the wine of omni-dreaming, for our passion tis but
the humble audience of eternity
In jeweled horizons the Goddess feasts; her gaze I cannot flee
I have crossed oceans of time & drank the song of worlds
My spirit forever slain in the beauty of her immortal sea
— Arthur Crow © 2012
Beautiful ContradictionOne of my favorite places to beBeautiful Contradiction4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Is also my worst fear
All the life I see
Is shadowed by the death here
The waves call me
Begging me forward
Into the sea
Only to drag me downward
What a beautiful contradiction
It's hard to tell the difference
Between death and life
Day and night
Sinking to the bottom
It was you, not them
Beauty turns to scars
Can't erase these marks
Save me from what I've done
Save me from the monster I've become
Swallowed by the ocean
I'm calm, I'm calm
My heart is broken
This is how I move on
It's better this way
I'm out of the picture
No longer causing you pain
Thinking of you now
A tear rises to the surface
SoulmatesSoulmatesSoulmates4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I see her face when my eyes are closed
She lives in my heart and I in hers
My dark-haired beauty, my soulmate
A lifetime of love; given, accepted
Cherished beyond measure
A love so deep it creates its own space
Where none other dare intrude
A love story for the ages
But some stories are never written
Never put to the pen
For others to marvel and sigh over
To shine through the future as beacons
Of the truth of love
She died before we met
These are the great love stories never written
Lives lived out in the sorrow of the soul
HeartbreakIt hurts.Heartbreak4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How can you tell?
You feel that?
A soft happiness coming from the depths of your heart.
Suddenly, a bullet hits.
Shattering glass hearts.
Everything bleeds away.
Now you have nothing.
No life. No hope.
You are alone.
A cold, dark presence forms where the love once was.
Here We Go AgainShh, do you hear that,Here We Go Again4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The voice in the back of my head?
You, do you see it,
The shadows at the foot of my bed?
Maybe I'm just different,
In a way that no one can see.
You just don't understand,
What it's like being me.
Do Not CryDo not stand at my grave and weep:Do Not Cry5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the softly fallen snow;
I am the gentle showers of rain.
I am the field of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the grateful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight.
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom.
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing.
I am in each lovely thing.
So do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die.
BECAUSE OF YOUBECAUSE OF YOU!BECAUSE OF YOU4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wanna dance, jump and sing
spend my whole time just dreaming
BECAUSE OF YOU!
I've got butterflies in my stomach,
and the sun in my heart
BECAUSE OF YOU!
I feel elated, joy drunken, pleased
Bubbling over with happiness anyway
BECAUSE OF YOU!
I wanna hug the whole world
kissing, caress lovingly, holding it in my arms
BECAUSE OF YOU!
Finally i can smile again,
feeling like doing thousand and one things
BECAUSE OF YOU!
I enjoy a new lease of life,
looking ahead, knowing everthing will get fine
BECAUSE OF YOU!
For the courage, the smiling,
the feeling like doing thousand things
the happiness, the fluttering butterflies,
the dancing, jumping and singing
I THANK YOU!
Happy BirthdayThis is not a poem.Happy Birthday2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
It's not even a story.
This is a simple observation.
Today I was on Facebook, a dangerously common occurrence for me. Borderline addiction, possibly. I looked to the right column where events and birthdays are posted, and noticed it was a friend's birthday. And I hesitated in saying anything.
I hesitated to say happy birthday to a friend. Why?
Was it because we only had one community college class together a couple of years ago, so our friendship is little more than a past acquaintance that hasn't yet ceased to exist on a social media site?
Was it because I didn't have the time to type out those two simple words, perhaps even a dot of punctuation if I'm splurging on free time? The answer to this question is no, because even though I have a quiz tomorrow and two midterms next week, I was clearly distracted on Facebook nonetheless. Besides, I'm typing this now, and it's quite more extensive than a happy birthday.
Was it because I thought it would be awkward if he got
Here I am, for you.So wrapped up in yourselfHere I am, for you.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
wrap yoursellf around me,
you claim to be so alone
So why can't you see
Here I am, Here I am
I'm here for you.
I've been here waiting
I've been waiting all the while
and I'd give up everything
Just to see you smile
I'd give up everything
Just to see you smile
Why do I even care
Why do I care for you
Ode to my TabletHow do I hate thee? Let me count the ways.Ode to my Tablet3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate the fact you have no more pressure sensitivity than a rock.
I hate the fact you draw lines like a drunken sailor after finding out his wife was cheating on him
I hate the fact that you exist; taunting me with your wonderful-past-ness, and current sucky-ness.
You suck tablet.
SimplicitySometimes simplicity is the answer.Simplicity4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To find the answer,
Don't look deep.
Look in front of you.
Don't listen to people who say,
'Never regret anything,'
Because chances are,
They regret a lot more than you know.
Listen to your own feelings.
Because if you don't,
You could lose all of your senses,
And your way.
It's my LifeWhen life tries to bring you downIt's my Life4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
try to live it up and turn things around
because a smile gone into a frown
would turn the world like Topsy-turvy town.
As to a lot may have been strange
just like the meter on my car's gauge
I just want to let the people know
that life can't be dug by a hoe
and as human's, we have sins to atone.
A tall tale that's not yet said and done
is like a world that ran out of fun
wish that my friend's wouldn't run out of puns
and that guy weighed like a ton!
Heaven smiles upon the people who are positive
to those who think otherwise are negative
for their thoughts can either be diversive
or maybe it's just their prerogative.
I can feel a force... Something elusive
or maybe it's just my friend who's really seductive
I can't resist the sediment that come's out of her like some kind of adhesive
and the actions we made were rather... Intensive.
Life is as soft as and fragile as of a feather
so delicate and tender just like the hair of Heather
not like leather that
The origins of YahwehThe judeo-christian God, as much as it's modern worshippers protest, has clear mythological origins in the beliefs of the Ancient Middle East. For a long time, associations with the Egyptian Aten and the canaanite El (the latter of which assimilated by the cults as an epiphet), but more recent historical finds seem to suggest an unique position in the semetic pantheon.The origins of Yahweh3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Yahu is a common name in canaanite inscriptions. It reffers to a war deity, son of the dominant god El and his consort Asherah, that was seen as the patron of armies. Variations include Yahwi, Yammu, Yaw and Yahweh, the latter gaining popularity in latter periods.
The first depictions of Yahu come from Egypt, suggesting that it had an african origin. However, it was a fairly minor deity until the 14th century BC, where it was worshipped in southern Canaan, becoming the local dominant deity. Early semetic peoples were henotheistic, whence why Yahweh/Yahu quickly became the primary god wo
I Tried To Pay AttentionHistory is a funny thing. The more I live through the more out of touch with history I have become. There was a time when a first person account of a historical event was deemed primary evidence when assessing both the event itself and the implications that followed from the event. Now eye-witness accounts are treated as 'anecdotal evidence' as if they were some story I made up about what happened even though it happened in front of my eyes and to me. Unless they mesh with the received wisdom or support a political expediency in the present time, which they never seem to do, then the events of my life are cast aside like the world I speak of never existed. Like I never existed. I have become an Orwellian non-person and have been written out of the history of my own life.I Tried To Pay Attention3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Sometimes I want to echo the pathetic cry of Joseph Merrick: "I am a human being!"
When I insist "That's not what happened, I was
Death has it's own anesthesiaMy mother took her nurses training when I was a child and worked the 3 to 11 shift in the ER for years. She tells of the first time she witnessed a death. She was terribly upset and distraught but knew she had to get past these emotions if she was to become a professional and competent nurse. One of the doctors in the ER saw how the death was effecting her and took her to the cafeteria for a cup of coffee and a talking to. One of the things he said to her that stuck with her and helped her to keep going was that: "Death has its own anesthesia."Death has it's own anesthesia3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
This was in the 1950s but the doctor has been proven right over the ensuing years. As medical science has gotten better at resuscitating patients who at one time would have died from injury or illness we have all become increasingly familiar with what is called the Near Death Experience. All of the aspects of the NDE can be and have been explained by science without rec
Blood and madnessYou want to couch the terms in "Reason and Faith." But the opposite of reason is not faith. The opposite of reason is irrationality...a person who has lost or forfeited their reason isn't faithful. He is mad.Blood and madness3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
You believe that some three thousand years ago or more the butchering of animals was a way of ridding yourself of the guilt brought on by your shameful actions. That only a blood sacrifice could atone for your immorality. Killing a lamb or a cow or a dove would somehow erase the responsibility for your actions. What began as human sacrifice changed to the bloody evisceration of an animal and you think this act somehow made you pure.
You believe that two thousand years ago the blood of a sacrifice of a human being forgave you for any murder or rape or theft or incest or cruelty you may have committed or even imagined committing.
You believe the acceptance of this person's blood is what cleanses you of all the evil yo
Iago Fier Ruthco Bio infoIago Fier Ruthco Bio info3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Iago Fier Ruthco
Personality: Short tempered but has a kind heart. Even though he's got the case of the sticky fingers. He dose end up showing feelings for another person. Depending how they treat him. When he isen't throwing a fit. He's actually a really nice guy.
Type of infected: Hunter
Likes: SEAFOOD, Apples and raw meat. Even eating other zombies from time to time. Stealing items, Sleeping.
Dislikes: Being treated like a baby. Getting caught from stealing, When things never goes his way and never gets his way at least once, Cold places. Being woken up in his sleep.
Crush: No one
Family & Background: Not much is known about him, only that he's got an Arabian background along with a bit of an Italian background as well. May be related To Jericho, Rosso and Kyrus, or more like a distant relative. He grew up most of his life stealing, lying and cheating and trying to survive,