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
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"
HeartbreakIt hurts.Heartbreak3 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.
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.
MoonbathingNaked moon loungesMoonbathing1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
in a sky
filled with suds.
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
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
The Sore Of A Deaf PoemAnother crumpled sheet thrown on the floor,The Sore Of A Deaf Poem3 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,
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
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.
BabyBaby3 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
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
BECAUSE OF YOUBECAUSE OF YOU!BECAUSE OF YOU3 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!
MonstersNovember stabs at my heartMonsters3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ice cold fingers dig through me, searching and grabbing
stealing away my summer air
the demons of December eat what's left of me
digging through the scraps
snatching furiously at whatever's left
January comes and goes like a vulture
Scaring away the Holidays and taking what's left
I'm gasping for air, tears frozen on my face. Frostbite nipping at my nose, I hear
Desolation at my door
February, the ghost of winter
Haunting my corpse. Guarding what's left,
Cautiously scratching at the pieces
March is bipolar
Should I nibble what's left of this poor creature?
Or help her find her way?
March is bipolar. The lamb or the lion.
Summer goes by, I'm regaining my spirit,
Building myself up for another winter.
God Is Under AttackYes. God is under attack. Im glad. God isnt under violent assault; gods, all of them are under rational rejection. Ive not tried to actively deconvert, but I do believe that its not my goal to prove gods dont exist, more so, to make gods not exist, but I can only suggest. I cannot make the choice for others. Thats why I dont actively try to deconvert, its not my choice to make; I can only let you think.God Is Under Attack6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Ponderings on Religion and Kant's ArgumentPonderings on Religion & Kant's ArgumentPonderings on Religion and Kant's Argument2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Some Quotes Worth Reflecting on:
"Religious suffering is, at one and the same time, the expression of real suffering and a protest against real suffering. Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, and the soul of soulless conditions. It is the opium of the people. The abolition of religion as the illusory happiness of the people is the demand for their real happiness. To call on them to give up their illusions about their condition is to call on them to give up a condition that requires illusions. The criticism of religion is, therefore, in embryo, the criticism of that vale of tears of which religion is the halo. Criticism has plucked the imaginary flowers on the chain not in order that man shall continue to bear that chain without fantasy or consolation, but so that he shall throw off the chain and pluck the living flower. The criticism of religion disillusions man, so that
Watch me for the chance to win 200 points.CLOSEDWatch me for the chance to win 200 points.CLOSED2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
There are a lot of contests out there with lots of rules and requirements so i thought to hell with it. the only requirment is to watch me. I will be picking a new watcher at random on DEC 1st 2012
also if you could sumit it to groups
Harmonies and MelodiesHarmonies and Melodies3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU HARRY EDWARD STYLES!"
Louis cried out as another contraction gripped him, making him hunched over his little swollen belly in obvious pain as Harry winced because of Louie's hand crushing his with inconceivable strength.
The last 9 months had been a roller coaster ride for the band, especially for the both of them, since what happened over those months were coming to an end. Very quickly.
They had both been with the band performing in Manchester for a charity show when backstage and a week overdue, Louis's water had broken in the dressing room with Harry nearby.
They just stood there for a second until Louis had a bit of a panic attack, causing Harry to help him over to the closet and lock themselves inside with Louis lying on a pile of clothes in pain from his first contraction.
It had been at least an hour now since they had been in here and Louis were progressing fast in contractions and in pain.
Harry also wondered why no one had heard them
The side I choose...The side I choose...3 years ago in Drama More Like This
So many freaking zombies...
But I'm one of them, ain't I?
And still, there I was, helping this group of suvivors that had become MY group.
I saw Caroline fell and I saw a Hunter jumping to pounce her.
I took my bat and hit it...
Hit it as hard as I could...
I heard a cry and a moan, I look Caroline running away to be safe, and saw the blood on my bat as usual...
- J-Jake?! - but I wasn't prepare to heard his voice.
I saw his face, bleeding, broken nose, his eyes, soaking... crying.
- R-Ro... Ro... - I wasn't even able to say his name. It was. It was just surreal! This couldn't happened.
He just shake his head, eyes wide and wet, mouth fully open, as if he had something important to say, something so important he just couldn't say it...
But he didn't say a word. He just run away from us.
What was I supossed to do? Follow him? Stay with the group? Go and check if Caroline was doing right?
Oh God! What have I done?! In order to protect someone I only care for, I hurt the one I
HAPPY ENDMe limpió las heridas, como siemrpe, sintiendome estupido, como siempre.HAPPY END4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Oí mi voz, escuche cada una de las cosas que te grite
Y quisé pararlas. Sinceramente. No entiendo como lo logras tú. Para mí, es como ver una película a través de los ojos de alguien más. Escuché mi voz gritarte, miré mis manos golpearte, sentí mi boca morderte. Y quisé detenerme, realmente lo deseaba. Pero era más fuerte que yo. No espero que lo comprendas ni lo creas, suena tan ilógico y estupido
Te escuchó entrar y tensó mis orejas hacia arriba.
-¿Qué quieres?- pero no escuchó aquel suspiró que lanzas siempre después de que peleamos. Aquel que significa "Vengo a hacer las paces contigo". Aquel que para mí se ha convertido en una manera de decir "Te amo".
-Ya me harté - me dices, mirándome fijamente. ¡¿Por qué me miras?! ¡No se supone que me mires mientras d