Twofoldthere was a timeTwofold3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when i'd stand
under the shower head,
eagerly awaiting the
falling from the nozzle
above me and
wasting endless minutes
under a stream of goosebumps,
because catching the sweet droplets
on my tongue
meant a wish
especially for me.
was always a career
but there came a day when
kissing my palm and
pressing it against
the cool ceramic tile upon
which i stood
meant a promise
for a fleeting hug
and a crooked half-smile
the next morning,
yet i knew i had to
be wrong eventually.
jack's lament.you've got a bad habit of cursing newborn babies,jack's lament.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and loving the wolves who raised you.
tattoo "desperation" on your cracked and bleeding lips,
to mask that mortified grin.
the atrophy of your lonely bones,
is a miracle of modern medication.
and i bet you dream of disembodied voices,
screaming verbs like "to live", or, "to die".
SurviveSurviveSurvive7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I must survive,
I shall not die.
A demon's wrath,
A hell fire rain.
One I've summoned,
born from blood.
A burning rage,
a seething soul;
I need to run.
Need the distance,
need the time.
I must survive,
I shall not die.
InsanityWhat is madness?Insanity1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But a thought?
A simple flutter in ones mind?
When you are insane,
Are you considered mad?
Are you normal?
Are you dragged away?
To a place you've never seen?
I believe we all should be mad.
Is being sane fun?
Do you like being dreary?
Stuck in your suits and dresses?
Do you enjoy the suffocating silence?
The silence that makes us go mad?
The silence that hides the truth?
Even if I am insane, as you say,
Who are you to lock me up?
To cast me aside?
To forget I exist?
You say this because I can imagine,
I can see worlds that don't exist,
I have people that talk in my head,
My reality is a dream,
The Never Ending NightHere in this darkness we grow weak.The Never Ending Night3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the never ending night that lasts forever,
It takes our magic which, powered by the sun
Which never comes anymore.
If our lonely king smiles this will all end,
And we can rise with the sun.
Our king meets and old friend,
They laugh at old memories not yet faded.
With this our king remembers,
Something that was lost deep within.
With this new thought in mind,
The king is happy and with this,
The never ending night dawns.
NightThe shadow of nightNight3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With darkness that hides
All who sleep quietly
Under the stars and the moon
Dreaming of planets
Where it never rains
And there is no sorrow.
The Same DifferenceThe Same DifferenceThe Same Difference3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
What is the difference
Between forwards and backwards
Of left and right
Or right and wrong?
What is the difference
Between the sun and moon
Or the sea and sky
Of the roof and floor
Or carpet and wood?
What is the difference
Between the trees and grass
Or a bush and a plant
Of a car and a bus?
What is the difference
Between a dream and reality
The known and unknown
The truth and what we think is true
A guess and knowledge
A lie and life?
Could all this be a lie
The same difference
Is all we know wrong
Could we be living in
A world of wrong
Were everything we know is
The Flow of EarthThe Flow of Earth3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
The Flow Of Earth
A river that flows through the forest,
Fast and carefree not a care in the world.
It takes along with it the bank it sits upon,
Slowly growing deeper and wider.
The water is as clear as a crystal,
Untill the muddy sides fall.
Now you see the true color,
But you also see the color of the Earth.
A mix of brown and blue,
A swirl that captures all who see.
They see one thing
The flow of Earth,
As the river flies by.
Ninja TraitNinja Trait3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A silent sound in the night.
A swift movement of air.
The glimpse of a person who is now gone.
A shape that moves from one roof to another.
Silent as the night they move with the breeze.
Never staying still.
Almost as if they are not there at all.
They blend in with their surroundings.
They have special weapons.
A quick, stealthy technique.
People who live in the night.
As if they were only a small bird.
They see through tricks that you play.
They can tell a lie like the truth.
They can pick a single person out of a crowd
They run like the wind.
Never caught by surprise.
These are the traits of certain people
A MemoryA Memory3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart still beats even though my brain tells it to stop.
I still think even though all my senses are gone.
I still see yet I am blind, I still hear yet I am deaf.
All of this is a memory for that is all that I am
More things 2 do in a elevator1. stand an uncomfortably short distance from the only other person in the elevator.More things 2 do in a elevator4 years ago in Humor More Like This
2. In a completely silent moment turn to the other person and say "yes?" Politely accept their explanation that they said nothing. Repeat this until they snap.
3. Stare at one point somewhere on the ceiling silently for several moments before laughing hysterically for 2-3 minutes.
4. Repeat number three, cry instead.
5.Hold a headshot and pretend your rehearsing for an audition. Repeat the phrase "Its Trojan-tastic! Trojan's newest condom line!"
6. Sprint into the elevator out of breath. have a moment of relief, see the other person, becom
By The SeaOh won't you come away with meBy The Sea3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we'll lay down near the sea
we'll shed our clothes and our fears
and cry our last sorrowed tears
we'll shed our pasts, be free at last
forgetting not the pain, not that
remembering the reasons why
and letting go, shrugging free
you being you and me being me
the light from it would be so bright
it'd make day, of the darkest night
I'd make love to you on that shore
a further joining of I to you
moments where there are no longer two
a creation of bliss and love
a promise of forever more
that as long as I have breath in me
that I'll love you, as you love me
and as the surf comes rolling in
entrancing voiceNormally I like the rainentrancing voice3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but now it's bringing only pain
I want to flee, to run away
but of course, I sit and stay
I type in this box, and wonder why
will it kill the pain inside
will it end the darkness dancing
the vicious voice inside entrancing
telling me lies, I know
but with time the lies ring true
I know it's not just like that for me
I know it can be the same for you
the world it screams
be this, or that
don't be too thin, or too fat
work nine to five
own the best car to drive
wear the suit the tie the smile
live the lie, it's all in style
sooner or later it'll be truth
I look at people living these lives
and for s
Wingsthe moments in betweenWings3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
where I stand waiting
looking into the past
peering into the future
trying to focus on the present
bound by fear of the unknown
wondering if I know myself, truly
if what I want is real
or the dreams of others
lives seemingly rich with purpose
knowing they, too, doubt, question
why then do they flow so freely
it seems with so little effort
I know better, like an illusion
their lives carefully crafted
their strengths different than my own
I seek purpose and clarity
to live a life like theirs
but of my own design, purpose
to fly on wings more solid
than those which failed Icarus
not to touch the sun
Silent Wingsmy darkness came again todaySilent Wings3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on silent wings, a bird of prey
razored talons slashed and tore
the pain I felt, I feel no more
another lie I tell myself
the darkness seems to stay inside
the light is gone, I can not hide
they push their pills, and words
words of hope, I sit with people
hear their stories and wonder why
I sound like I have such a great life
no booze, no drugs, no hurting others
but these walking wounded
are like my sisters, my brothers
I feel an impostor in their midst
what's been so bad that I'm like this
they send you home
load you up with pills
this is going to cure your ills
so I sit tir
synopsisi was never everly concerned about the plot,synopsis3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or any of the words on the pages for that matter.
there was something about the characters;
they all held my attention like glue.
every time i looked away i wondered
what i might miss.
i ended up staring till my eyes strained,
and noticed in the end-
all the characters were me.
Dim stars, burning firesunder the city lightsDim stars, burning fires3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the stars shine dimly
yet in your eyes so bright
a twinkle, a glow
my hand in yours feels
so very perfect, so right
the chill night air surrounds us
I pull you close to me
your back against my front
the cold fades and warmth
glows, lingers and grows
your hand in mine
my lips on the nape of your neck
heat blooms into fire
my hands slide down your hips
holding you tightly to me
in the cold night
our embrace lingers
your scent intoxicating
no drink has touched my lips
and yet I stand drunken
by your presence
time has flown once more
and we must part again
I will wait for you
Ballad of the Back Yardcardinals in dead treesBallad of the Back Yard3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
look like christmas ornaments
even in the wind
i still get distance
and the smoke
spins like a halo
headless feathers strewn
theres no running from chupa
The Magicial ForestWhen I was little, I liked walking into forrests. It was something fun to do to get away from the fighting. As I was walking, I would always stumble into a mysterious river. It was so beautiful, and breath taking that it made my sadness go away in a instant.The Magicial Forest3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After many years of growing up, again, my life was conflicting so i went back to the forrest in hope that the same miracle would happen again. I had fun like in the old days and jumped around the magical forrest. Then thats where i stumbled into the river. I realized as I kept getting closer, that it was my thoughts from so long ago that turned this poor river black. Thats is when it hit
Slow AcheI feel her absence like painSlow Ache3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
pain of a tooth torn roughly out
the dull then piercing ache
as if some piece or part of me
has been roughly pulled away
I long to slumber, deeply sleep
in my dreams she comes to me
dreams more pure than I've a right to
It hurts so much to be awake
other people in my life
so much like phantoms passing by
it's only her I want to see
to her alone I wish to speak
she's gone away somewhere
I'm left wondering what I've done
I sweetly torture myself with her
many pictures, and a video looped
the world keeps reminding me of her
I see the curve of her chin in someone
the color of her eyes, the shape of