Black BirdBlack bird, black bird on my shoulder,Black Bird2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
why must you perch so silently?
Please squawk, please squeal, please make a sound,
your deafening quiet is frightening me.
Your eyes dig deep into my flesh,
more so than your claws ever could.
Black bird, black bird, please don't hurt me.
I swear to you that I'll be good.
Your feathers, ragged yet glossy,
like a face plastered with tears.
Your beak, so sharp and snarling,
like a child's darkest fears.
Black bird, black bird prepare to fly,
as your next victim nears.
You've silently stalked my every thought
for far too many years.
Know me bestIf you're the ones who knows me bestKnow me best9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Please tell me why am I depressed
If you say that you know me so well
Please tell me why am I going through this hell
You say you only want my best
Yet all you do is make me stressed
You call me names and curses all the time
Act as if my birth was my own crime
I starved myself only to impress you
I cut myself and you had no clue
I almost overdosed to get away
And woke up to you're screaming the next day
You say that It's my fault my life's a mess
But I though you said you know me best
SpringYou step outside,Spring2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The chilled gust of wind greets you
By nipping the warmth away from
Your face and leaving it burnt red.
Small pebbles of ice fall from high,
Crashing into trees and their out stretched arms
Before tumbling into you, sending small
Burst of mild pain reacting throughout your nerves.
Your shirt is stained by the rain drops,
And a familiar smell lingering in the air.
The drops of rain soak into your skin and
Touch you heart and tickle your soul
Spring is welcomed right back into your world.
To an AngelYour life has been so hardTo an Angel2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
we can't imagine even a tiny part
of what you've been through
but we knew that hatred was
in the heart of those who
hurted you, so pure
Now you are an angel
you took your own life
they tore you apart
we won't let your fight
be in vain
What are we doing?
closing our eyes
to the early angels
they weren't supposed
to ascend now
For HerI tease your hair with my fingers,For Her10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sliding them down the satin like strands,
Prying apart the knots and the tangles,
Delicately toying with the loose ends.
I glide my hands down your cheeks,
Towards the smile refusing to shine,
Catching the flare of your flowery eyes,
In the spark my touch creates.
Our fingers nimbly intertwine,
As they dance a tango by our sides,
To the rhythm playing in our hearts,
On a journey with no end in sight.
You hide inside my cotton armour,
Cocooned in layers of cloth and skin,
And close your eyes to the settled sound,
Of the drum that beats to your every whim.
Girl in the wellA little girl fell into the wellGirl in the well2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Thought help would be there quick
But even as she would shout and yell
She stayed till worn n' sick.
Jump as she may the well was too tall
To get out she did pledge
But the walls were slick and her too small
'N not a single edge!
So it is here her bones will remain
So heed this story true
Do not let her fall be just in vain
Lest this story feature you!
When Dreams Aren't EnoughWhen Dreams Aren't Enough3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
wind and falling leaves
like whispered words that redeem
me and soothe my soul
that gay kid-that gay kid3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she started a girl with pink dresses,
dirty white sandals and rustled hair she'd pull down
before she even left the door.
she hates the lace, the way it pulls on her shoulders
and droops a tulip over her hips and down her legs.
but she braves through it, because mommy says so.
she's mommy's girl, a girl who did what she said instead
or whatever she wanted to. she's mommy's girl,
a girl who wore dresses and attended parties with
the same dolly she cried for when she got it for her birthday.
it's medieval day- the biggest day of preschool,
like a prom for little whores and cute business men.
paige, do you want to be a knight or a princess? she asks.
i want to be a knight.
no, you don't.
i want to be a knight.
don't be silly.
but i want to be a knight.
but you're a pretty princess, she says.
the girls call her stupid.
she sits on the cardboard castle steps, a cone hat on her head.
a sparkling strand runs down her shoulders, over her hair. she pulls.
the grown u
A HeartA heart does not have eyes,A Heart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so it is blind,
A heart does not have ears,
so it is deaf,
But a heart does have a beat,
and it beats for you, my love.
Is There A Real Me?Masks.Is There A Real Me?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I didn't know I wore them.
Now it all makes sense.
I've seen behind the curtain
and now I know.
I have tons,
more added everyday.
I now see them in the mirror
where my face should be
I see masks;
one on top of the other.
But which is me?
do I have a face,
or just masks?
What do I look like
Without a cover?
That's what I see
When all the masks are ripped off
revealing the bare being beneath.
It's not what I want
but it's all I truely know.
I've only been watching life
through emotional masks.
But what does it truely feel like to be
Happy, Content, Carefree.
Maybe one day
I'll know the deep-rooted feeling of
Love or Joy
But until then,
This is me,
The story of-The story of-6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
One day she woke up,
got in the shower.
She just stood there and thought,
for hours and hours.
As the water trickled down
her androgynous flat chest,
she thought to herself,
"I need to get Breasts!"
So she went to the store,
and bought a large pair!
She got out the duct tape,
and stuck them on there!
She walked outside,
with a skimpy black dress
Huffed out her front,
and away that she went!
The big men all hooted,
the young boys all stared.
At the silicon bags
she'd taped on right there.
A man called from a limo,
"Hey toots, nick rack!
How'd you like to show it off,
and then get money back?"
She thought about it for a minute,
then decided "okay!"
And that's How we got
Pamela Anderson today!
About A GirlOnce a pretty girlAbout A Girl2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That lived in New York City
Don't mess with this bitch
She won't show any pity
She walks down these streets
Only at the age of seventeen
With no friends or family
Turned out to be mean
In her ragged clothes
With no place to go
To be in her position
People just don't know
People avoid her gaze
They don't know her
Nobody will help
Maybe it won't get better
Stuck in the rain
Thunder so loud and clear
The lighting struck
It was near
What will she do
Where will she go
She doesn't even know
Second best...Always second best.Second best...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can I always be second best?
I encourage your courage.
I fear my selfish ways.
I fear my guarded heart.
Can I always be second best?
I Just Want To Be SupportedWhy can't you see?I Just Want To Be Supported2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm just being me.
Do you want me to flee?
So you can finally be free?
Of this nuisance called me.
So you can be proud of another?
Maybe my brother.
How can I please you mother?
Do you want me to say,
I'm not gay?
You tell me I'm a stray.
And that you'll pray.
But you don't understand.
This was unplanned.
I'll take you by hand.
And show you where I stand.
DistanceWhat is distance between two lovers?Distance2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is just a number,
An obsticle to be overcome.
So why the big deal?
Why all the fear?
On a map
It does not look like much
There you see the truth:
Distance is not much.
Just a drive
Just a plane.
What are a few miles,
A few dollars
To gaze upon
The one you love.
It is a miniscule sacrifice
To look into eachothers eyes.
A small price for
a long-awaited embrace.
A worth-while wait
To kiss that beautiful, porcilen face.
Wave The Red CloakYou try to steer me with your red cloakWave The Red Cloak10 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but I'm not here to entertain.
You lock me in your dungeon
but I'll break free from my chains.
You lash and crack your whip
but the beast cannot be tamed.
You withdraw food and water
but on vengeance, I'm sustained.
My withered body rises up
like a corpse from its grave.
I fling your whip into the sea
and watch it float away.
Liberated in every sense
I boast of my escape
by waving your scarlet cloak
in your bloodied, beaten face.
.i dream of drowning in.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
lakes, belly up, a petal
shaped bruise of your thumb
on either wrist
i dream that what lays
in my bed is so much
more terrifying than what
lurks underneath it
Memories from the MoonlightMemories from the Moonlight2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
--------Memories from the Moonlight---------
☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ❤ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽
Dancing underneath the moon,
Its shining touch,
Remembrance of life and love,
All to be forgotten,
In the blink of an eye,
as long as the wind whispers on my back,
The howls of the night whispering softly in my ear,
The memories of time gently fading,
The black and white photo dusty and broken,
Slowly aging as time trickles by,
How many minutes go by?
How many seconds have left the serenity?
Will everything be forgotten?
Only Time may tell...
Will hearts still be true?
And the wind still guiding me?
As one sits...
As one waits...
As one dances underneath the moon...
In hopes to find its lost memories of time.
MirrorsAvoid like the PlagueMirrors2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They show what I truely am.
What i dislike most.
What I feel I am
What I truly want to be
It does not show it.
If only I could
Show the world what's inside me
All would be amazed.
One day it'll happen
Then I can look in mirror
I will see myself.
PropagandaPropaganda9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is true
You can make the Society you want
by being the mouthpiece of it
and complain about everything you don’t like that the other 313.9 million
are doing that you don’t like
you alone are our savior
your mouthpiece will change them all
to as you want
so get your mouth ready
and prepare to