Divina sinucidere a unui ingerDivina sinucidere a unui inger5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Divina sinucidere a unui înger
Te-am urmărit într-o zi să-ţi dăruiesc
cel mai de preţ lucru ce aparţine iubirii
şi anume Eternul Clişeu.
Ofensată, m-ai refuzat şi ai fugit,
lăsându-mi totuşi scrijelite pe o bucată de hârtie
'O, tu, Hyperion, de-ai reuşi tu să mă prinzi,
trupul meu va fi al tău timp de o oră pământeană.'
...vreme de-un an am încercat, dar totul a fost în zadar.
- undeva printre luminile difuze şi nuanţele de corali -
în timp ce aşteptai la nesfârşit contopirea cu
Căci nimeni nu poate deocamdată să evite a fi
uman, cu atât mai puţin un
There's something about you..There's something about youThere's something about you..3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I can't put my finger on it
You're different from the rest
But in a good way
I don't know what it is about you
But you pull me in
Maybe it's your eyes, full of happiness
Or your long, wavy hair
It could even be your smile
One that is so big and bright
I don't understand why I feel like this
Every time I see you, talk to you
Or even just imagine you with me
My heart races 10x fast
It only happens when I think of you
You entice me, make me happy
And most of all, you love me back
That must be it.. No one else could love me back as much as you do
No one else would put up with me
I guess that's also why I love you so much too
I'm glad you're different from the rest
Because compared to you, the rest are like clouds in the sky
All pretty much the same and something you see every day
Please stay different from the rest
And please stay with me too.
I love you.
Del altar al panteon (+English translation)Cuando las tinieblas cubren a Urano,Del altar al panteon (+English translation)2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
ignorando los secretos murmullos de la colera y el llanto,
grillos cantan bajo el fulgor de los cristales plateados,
haciendo caso omiso del predador.
El murcielago vuelve hacia su presa,
chupando su ánima sin altruismo,
marcando un camino de besos venenosos,
dejando cicatrices subrepticias a otros.
La pelea entre frio y calor desata el tifon y la tormenta,
llevandose consigo incluso el mas pequeño vastago,
el cual se marchita y agobia
al ser alejado de la Gea protectora.
Rotas son las promesas
de campos floridos y arcoiris de brillante aspecto,
pues bien conocida es la ceguera del vampiro,
y su amor por solo un pigmento.
AdolescenceI am alone.Adolescence3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A dark, jerky, old BKV bus is carrying me to the shoreless,
in my eyes there are the tears of anger and hate,
in my bag there are unfortunate relationships: toothbrush and toothpaste,
on my face there are pimples: reflections of my dark thoughts,
among my guitar's strings, there is a paralyzing silence, restrained scream,
what can be tamed just by roaring music,
in my mind there is a huge, howling chaos.
I LoveI love that we started out as strangersI Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I love that we were role play partners and friends first
I love that you allowed me and continue to allow me to open up to you when I feel necessary
I love that we can talk about our dreams for the future
And I love that while they aren't always the same in all aspects, they all end up at the same place
I love that you can make me laugh
I love that you can make me blush and my heart race
I love that you make me feel better after a bad day
I love everything about you
But most of all
I love you
My OneA stream of thoughtsMy One3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bombard my soul
And I know
The way we met, our past
The intense feelings we have, our present
The life we'll live together, our future
My one and only;
The girl of my dreams
The one I want to make happy
Until the world ceases to exist
Joy and Happiness entwined
Forever hung around my neck
The kiss like glittering stars on my skies
Your embrace my only peace of mind.
For ages and centuries
The dream of seeing you
The reason I held on strong
Remember that fateful day?
When I held you in my arms
Warm and soft
Like a sunlight bath
Our lips locked
And I felt alive
Feelings I've never felt before
Electricity and warmth on my veins
Oh the feeling of being with you
Of being in love
You are the one
Oameni griI-am văzut ieri, pierduţi în cenuşiOameni gri4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Închişi în celulele limitării şi normalităţii
Şi îi văd şi azi: oameni trişti, oameni gri
Care au uitat să se bucure de a fi
Încuiaţi în televizor, între nelinişti ce dor
Stau, stau, stau si otravă ei sorb
Stăm închişi între zidurile acestei societăţi
Mediocre, naive, reduse şi de mult pierdută
Neavând curajul de a dărâma această redută
Pe care ne-o creăm prin ignoranţă
Laşi, laşi, laşi, înrobiţi zi de zi
Morţi, morţi, morţi, dar încă vii
Pierduţi în nelinişti ce dor
Vedem clipele ce prea mor
Alergăm, alergăm, alergăm şi ne pierdem in noi
Căutăm, căutăm, căutăm soare dar găsim doar ploi
GaspThere was noGasp3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she pressed her
lips to his
SugarSometimes I think my mother took thalidomide,Sugar3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Except the phocomelia struck my heart and not my limbs;
My hands, left all too capable, too strong perhaps
For one without two ventricles, or even one.
But that is not to say that monsters can’t be angels,
Angels monsters. My mercy is as heaven’s: by the coin,
One transient side to each unwanted fate, for no one
Is of saccharine, through and through.
MaybeMaybe if I stare a little longer,Maybe3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe if I wish a little harder,
Maybe if I cry a little less,
Maybe if I smile a little more.
Maybe if I notice every detail of your pictures, one bye one. Maybe if I keep them all in my pocket, my wallet, my phone and my heart. Maybe then, I wont feel so far apart. Maybe if I look at those pictures every day, every time I want to cry, every time I want to just give in and die. Maybe then there will be a little less asking "why??".
Maybe if I replay that accidental voice message you left, over and over.
Maybe if I go through the messages I saved.
Maybe if I pull forward every memory I kept safe in my mind.
Maybe if I put on all my make up, dress all pretty, and act my sweetest. Maybe if I smile a lot, and use my soft voice. Maybe then your family wouldn't hate me so. Maybe if I dance around all sweet and swift, and never show the heaviness in my feet. Maybe if I don't stay up late, do all my homework, pull straight A's. Maybe then they will see me as
Oversea loveI can feel your presence in my heart,Oversea love3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Anywhere you go
Whether it be across the world
Or right in my home
The smell of you hair and the touch of your skin
Is imprinted in my mind
If I close my eyes and think about you
I learn your not hard to find
Nothing will ever change between us
I've loved you from the start
No mountains, oceans, or distances
Can keep us apart
I want you to know that I've been faithful
I know you've been true to the test
Because if your here in my heart
Then you've never truly left
Picked On..Picked On..3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When you make fun of me
My feeling you can not see
Tears running down my heart
ripping me all apart
Not on the outside but in
something time can't even mend
UnderstoodI cut, I slice, I split my skin again. It gave a reason for pain. Why shouldnt I go back, I want a reasonable reason fo my pain. I'm done blaming God, I dont think he is really there. I just wish I wouldnt hurt, anymore. But I turn around, and say I'll give it one more go. And, I'm always hurt. Cutting, gave a reason for my pain. For once, I could control what happened to me.For once, I understoodUnderstood3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i failedI tried.i failed3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I tried so hard yet I failed. As usual. I was a fool to believe I could succeed this time, or ever. Why do I bother? Why do I try? Why do I continuously get my hopes up when I know that they will simply be crushed or brutally murdered confront of me? But I continue to try and do my very best even though my best is seldom of any use. Am I of any use? Because it seems of late that I am simply a waste of space, and a waste of oxygen that could be used for someone far more important than I. Yet I am still here, so pained of being a nuisance that physical pain is far more tolerable than that of the emotional one others an I inflict on myself.
Mid-Day DelusionsCrawl into the back of your mind.Mid-Day Delusions2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take a seat here and enjoy the show.
This is a review of the things that we find,
The things that we may not even want to know.
Some of these things are quite terrifying,
But some of the terrors are worth facing.
Some of these things will send your heart flying,
While others will easily send your mind racing.
We begin by going through the things we keep
On our mind all the time, the wonderful things.
The moments that sweep us off of our feet,
The ones where we feel like queens or kings.
These are the times where we laugh without fear,
Those times when our smiles can light up the world,
When our life can't be affected by anything we may hear,
And those thoughts that can make our minds madly whirl.
Next are the times where we struggle with life.
The terrors that slowly rip us apart.
The memories that are filled with strife,
And forever send pain coursing through our hearts.
It was then that we became utterly depressed
Or insanely wrapped up in the never-
fallenwho would mourn the fallen?fallen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the shadow of the hand that once fed
and bled and led the meager, eager dreams.
we are the forgotten orphans,
the cast off, the road kill. martyrs
to our own religion of love and memory.
the fallen are remembered
but rarely saved from the end.
William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.
Intunecare. ZoriSe sting luminile palide-n oraşIntunecare. Zori3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Zori de praf se-aştern încet, încet
Şi-n final, răsare şi soarele
Aruncând umbre peste oraşul dement.
Însa tu nu-l vezi.
De mâine, juri, ai să faci ceva
Ai să te ridici, ai să fugi undeva
Ai să spui tot ce te-apasă, ai să fugi
Sub un soare viu, sub un cer senin
Ai să-ţi aminteşti să trăieşti
Ai să ştii să simţi, să iubeşti.
Încet, încet, încetişor
Dar nu azi. Azi e altă zi de beţie
De revoltă închisă-n suflet,
De-o frântură dintr-o nebunie.
O altă zi luminată de soarele
Desenat neîndemânatic pe perete
Te speli iar in noroiul din televizor
Te-nchizi între vise care, totuşi, dor.
Şi nu eşti doar tu, e-un întreg popor!
Plictisit, sătul, dezamăgit, nefericit
Care soarbe otrăvuri sub un
Friskie's Biography and MovesetName: Friskie KittyFriskie's Biography and Moveset3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Race: White Haired Cat
Friends and Allies: Kitana, Johnny Cage, Kung Lao, Liu Kang, etc.
Enemies and Rivals: Shao Khun and the others.
Bio: Used to a stray kitten at an animal shelter, Friskie is a fighter when her owner Kitana trained her to be one. Her new friend Razor (Sonya's Cat) was trapped by Shao Khan in a cage so she won't get out. Friskie has to rescue Razor before she gets evil.
Costume 1: Dark Pink spike collars on her head, tail and each of her wrists.
Costume 2: Dark Pink kimono instead of spike collars, She has a sakura flower on her head.
Costume 3: Similar to Kitana's MK2 Outfit.
*Kitty Scratcher: She jumps on the opponent and scratches him/her for 10 seconds and flips down to the ground.
*Back Kick: Friskie uses her back feet and kicks the opponent by the groin.
*Long Claw Scratch: Friskie grows very long claws and scratches the opponent for 30 seconds.
*Blood Fang: Friskie opens her mouth very wide and bites the opponen
The Blind manThe Blind manThe Blind man3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
A kid walks up to a blind man and asks him how he could see.
I Imagine things, he replied
What kind of things? The kid asks again.
Nice things, full of life, nature, beautiful things. He says.
Well I cannot imagine being that Blind. The kid says.
I'm not blind, I am like any other. The old man says.
The kid's mother calls for him and bids him a farewell.
And the next day the kid visited the old blind man.
And the next day, and then the next until the mother called for him.
The boy was now a strong, young man, and goes to visit the old man.
But the old man was not there, nowhere to be seen.
He Goes back every day until a policeman approached him.
Son, I see you visit this place every day, why?
A friend I Was seeing was here, I talked to him every day.
The blind man?
Yes, the old blind man.
Im sorry but he passed.
When? The young man asked.
The Young man stood In disbelieve.
On my birthday?
The young man ran, in to a busy street, and got hit my a chemical truck
StorydwellerHe reads his storiesStorydweller3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from autumn leaves.
Stories of times,
that never arrived.
And he remembers them lively
as they'd happen today.
He misses the future
because all else is on pause.
But when tomorrow comes,
what he told,
is already cold
and gathering mold.
Fluffy and John Adventures Part 2Fluffy and John Adventures Part 23 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
"As our heros leave Translyvania, they begin to head into Mother Russia!" The narrator from Pokemon said. "Yes, this is my Pappy's house!" Nikolai ran up to the front door and knocked on it. "Hello? -gasp- Nikolai!" "Pappy!" the two hugged each other for a good while, until his father let the others inside. "So Nikolai, how's Murica!" "It's been great! I've met new friends, I work for the government, and I'm happily married!" Nikolai showed off his ring. "I never knew you were married." Awesome said. "Yeah, her name's Mona, she's back in the states." "Good for you son! So, who's your friends?" "That's John Boehnner, he used to be president of the US, then there's Fluffle Puff, she is just a British farm girl. Then there's Sgt Forrest Awesome." "You know, I should let you guys stay
The fuses are litThe fuses are litThe fuses are lit3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The question now isn’t “Will these powder kegs explode?”
It is “When will they explode?”
Storms and battles loom on the horizon
And in the midst of it all
Stands one lone soul, quaking in fear
For when the battles begin
They knows they will have to take sides
Even though they have allies in all camps
And when the storms hit
They will have no shelter, save their own body
Whether by storm or spear
They will lose an ally
Of that they are sure