Morals from Doctor WhoMorals from Doctor Who4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Vaporisation without representation is against the constitution!
Bad laws were made to be broken.
Homo sapiens. What an inventive, invincible species. It's only a few million years since they crawled up out of the mud and learned to walk. Puny, defenceless bipeds. They've survived flood, famine and plague. They've survived cosmic wars and holocausts. And now, here they are, out among the stars, waiting to begin a new life. Ready to outsit eternity. They're indomitable.
Which is the quickest way out of here?
[Each of the women at the fountain point in different directions.]
Yes. Well. That's democracy for you.
I love humans. Always seeing patterns in things that aren't there.
Your species has the most amazing capacity for self-deception, matched only by its ingenuity when trying to destroy itself.
Oh, you know nothing of any human, and that will be your downfall
There's no such thing as an ordinary human.
End of the universe and here you are. Indomitable,
Love - A Treasure or CurseLove - A Treasure or CurseLove - A Treasure or Curse3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love is poison,
That goes into your heart
Eating it slowly,
Tearing it apart...
Until there is nothing left,
But an empty shell,
A former you,
As you live in hell.
Yet love is grand,
A sweet warm feeling,
Gradually growing with time,
Making your heart feel...
Until it feels you are soaring.
In the skies above,
A feeling so great,
It's like heaven.
Love.. like a coin with two sides,
Holding such a dark
And forceful power...
Breaking down all those
Who fall in its trap.
Tearing up your inside,
Second by second,
Until you go mad.
Yet like a beacon of light
love can light the way,
Taking away the darkness,
healing your pain.
Clearing your mind of all
doubts an fears,
Once you let it in,
This feeling makes things
But there is always a consequence,
For love runs deep,
So deep that it hurts...
A hurt like no other,
Something that tortures you,
But keeps you sane,
In a twisted way.
A caressing touch of loves
Broken Doll Pink nailsBroken Doll3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
(No one really knows)
(No one knows, she's already gone)
(Make it stop for a while)
(will she ever make amends?)
She's showing you
What you want to see
(A Broken Dolls just not pretty)
A happy girl
With everything right
(Just so you can sleep at night)
Sir Alfred F. JonesSir Alfred F. Jones2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Running through a forest's treacherous path, a tall man carries a golden skull under his arm. As the man stopped to hide, breath coming fast, the voice of who he thieved came to ear, keeping calm, he made his escape, making sure to not alert them.
"Make way for the brave and honourable, Sir Alfred F. Jones!"
The blond man walked down a brightly coloured rug, and he could not help but flash a grin, music to one side, laughter and cheering to the other, it was perfect! As he made his way to the prince whom the mission was solely for, he let his face return to seriousness. Kneeling before the man, Arthur Kirkland, he slowly released the prize as the other's hands gently took the treasure. With a shock to everyone, the young prince turned to his father, simply saying.
"This is the one whom I shall wed."
SimplificationHow does the cicada knowSimplification2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
After seventeen years of maturation
To burrow itself
Into the trunks of trees
If it has only tasted roots?
How does the cicada know
To shelter and unshelter itself
As if it were
Domestic violence under a tin roof
That goes over a young boy's head.
Us and ThemThey, they will barge in,Us and Them3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And our doors will become carpets to their feet,
No carapace to protect our trampled spines, for above us
They are deaf to our obsecrations and cries: please, please
Societal PaternalSociety sired my psych ward origami.Societal Paternal2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The sound of silenceIn a haven reserved for death she laysThe sound of silence4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Breathing the remnants of air; The prior hours of melodic sighs
And suffocating in the moist lingerings of love.
Silence answers in a faithful whisper
An eternal note, a devoted companion
That awaits the stillness of her heart.
Her vision dances, blind from darkness
Waltzing through a kaleidoscope of jaded colours
Then Love; He glides behind her eyelids
Claiming her with the rapture of asphyxiation
Like orgasms past she exhales His name..
His name: Her secret: forever echoed in that silence.
Beautiful DeathBeautiful Death3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I Heald you in my Arms Taking every breath with you
I feel you sliping away and there is nothing I can do
Embracing you to the very end, one final Kiss
Free from Pain free from Sin,Into the dark Abyss
Tears I cant control as I look into your lifelesss eyes
Time stands still I dont want to say Goodbye
Memories flash, yet life is so cruel
Even in death you are so Beautiful
My love Come back to me, I cant live without you
The world has no meaning, there is only one thing I can do
One year to the day, into the Cemetery At night
Crying by your tombstone I take my own life
Free from pain free from sin
we Dance in the heavens our souls are together again
LatelyPent up feelings fill my reservoirsLately2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Only to be released alone in the dark
A river springs forth from my eyes again
Yet only my pillow catches my tears
From where did they originate, I ask
Although it is not always mine alone
In taking every opportunity to say NO
An empty bed is so comforting at night
There is no one out there for me
At war with myself, it never ends
For messing up any chance I had
Even if I should be happy with what I do have
Drowning, I will never let it go
Lost on me, only dreaming of its true meaning
I have chosen this for myself
Regardless of all consequences
Do I truly want to change and move on
Or am I lying to myself again
FlameBleeding out in riversFlame3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tears from my soul
Tearing from my spirit
Wings that make it whole
Taking from me all that I am
Leaving me with the inability
Passion, desire, completeness to feel again
A heart lays quiet in its beating
Smothered under snow of love's winter
Afraid to start once more its pleading
Hearing only the minor chords of sorrow
Drifting in on chilled breath of winds
Bound is the whole of my being
Ropes of aloneness knotted tight
And yet a small thought, a tiny flame
Holds on through all in a fight
In a fight to keep me believing
That life and love are truly real
Oh sweet dream of an oasis
Is what it enlightens in my heart so still
Lie I here and seem to slumber
Under this oppressing cold
Yet that flame whispers a secret to me
To believe in the magic of a place scented with cinnabar
And filled with the arms of my love to be, as promised
In a dream so long ago
HopeEveryone talks about their pain,Hope3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everyone talks about their sadness,
They show their anger to the world,
They show their scars to themselves,
Everyone has a reason,
Something they keep to themselves,
Everyone fears letting it go,
Something that they keep holding back,
We all feel alone at times,
Never truly knowing where to go,
We all feel desperate in our lows,
Often thinking there is one way out,
Sometimes we just need a reason,
To take one more step forward,
Letting go of all our pain,
Looking for a light of hope,
That is all people are looking for,
To find something more,
A hand to hold,
A light that will point the way,
Just a reason,
Just a moment to believe in,
I'm SorryI'm Sorry3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My head is filled with strong emotions
Sometimes it all gets out of hand
They are so crazy and intense
That things don't go as planned
I say that you're not perfect
But I'm no jewel myself
I know the pain I cause you
I need to change myself
My emotions get the best of me
And in an instant, all would change
I go from happy, mad, to sad
And thus I end up acting strange
I do not want to act like this
And cause you constant pain
I love you my sweet darling
And don't want your care to go in vain
I'm sorry for the things I say
And all the ways in which I act
'Cause all I want is to bring you joy
For you're my love, and that's a fact
At least that's what I want to do
To make you feel the love and care
I want to show that I respect you
And my love for you, I'll always declare
This might not be the greatest poem
But it's to show what I can't say
I'm not that great with words or sorries
But from you, I won't stay away
+ Silent Funeral ++ Silent Funeral +3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I'm going away to where there is no pain,
nothing ventured nothing gained.
My peace is there I know my worth,
buried benieth the cold dark earth.
Im going away to where time stands still,
touch my flesh its the last time you ever will.
My peace is there....."Silent Funreal"
RoseWhere once was blood a flower grows,Rose4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
not just any, but a rose.
So delicate but filled with thorns
a tribute to the bodies torn.
Upon this spot the soil knows
of beings lost to senseless wars.
Angry people caring not
of lives destroyed and carnage wrought.
Summer days turned darkest skies
by mournful wails and babies cries.
Fought in vain for senseless gain
of oil, power, foolish schemes.
Butchered as the lambs in spring
gone forever hopes and dreams.
Fallen hard upon this place
the mindless chasm filled with waste,
left to bleach in searing sun
the bones of those claimed by no one.
The flesh returns into the dust
which with the rain becomes the crust.
Broken into tiny bits
a seed of hope to fall on it.
The song of peace shall fill the land
spread forth by Gods almighty hand,
and gently placed upon the ground
with angels singing all around.
The seed is placed,
for heaven knows,
upon this spot,
BullyHear me perform it on youtube.Bully1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
We are not more
than each other but
virginity is a childhood disease;
because my friend tells me
I won't find a way to keep it.
So I do keep it.
You are not more
than me, yet
I bully you:
'sex is an adolescent dream.'
because your friends tell you
that you will hold someone
close enough to have it.
So you hold someone closer.
And it doesn't bother me
that I twitch from the grief,
wince from my gut and ground
my teeth for the truth;
I do those things because
this thought makes sense to me:
I think I'm more
DarkDarkDark2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Walking in this darkness,
No hope can be found,
Feeling so lost and alone,
No light or sound around.
Stretching out my hand,
Hoping to feel something there,
Only thing that I touch,
Is empty cold air.
Twisting and turning,
Loosing my way,
Going further into this darkness,
That fills my life everyday.
I have finally decided,
There is no way out,
Here is where I will stay,
In the darkness of my mind.
Butterfly Parts Can your life become a chronic diseaseButterfly Parts3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in effort to diagnose all of me?
The one, the many, the mistakes align
the illnesses that your doctor assigns
The ropes that burn- the sun intact
like forests on fire, destruction compact
Your fears adhere like icy rain
explosions corroded your frozen disdain.
SeamsOne at a timeSeams3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so carefully placed,
the bricks that built
my hiding place.
Each one mortared
with tears and pain,
So tall the walls
inside I stay,
to leave one day.
The story of my life is here
engraved in stone
When times are tough
I count the marks
that scar the seams
around my heart.
With better days
I see the light,
to venture out,
I bury the fright.
The fabric of my soul
with salt from tears
and blood from pain.
so far and few,
the torment strangles
the child I knew.
He hides inside
and trusts in me
to show him the way
Too many times
an ill wind blows,
these walls I know.
My courage grows stronger
with each new sunrise,
I repair my sanctum
and return inside.
Time will heal
but the hardest trick,
is the daily rebuilding,
brick by brick.
lethehallowed curelethe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or, is it?
of nightmares gone hope
the unsullied beauty
desire is wild
is a nomad
further and ahead
drown the past, deeper
if you must
but never forget
how to trace your footsteps back
to the knowledge of pain;
would rather un-remember
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