The quiet onesThe Quiet Ones
It's the quiet ones you have to watch out for:
the ones who sit in class, doodling in their notebooks.
Alone they're harmless and keep to themselves.
But don't be fooled, their brains are a flurry of activity.
Put two or more of them together, and you'll wonder what the heck happened.
These "quiet ones" start talking, start plotting.
They've planned each other's brutal deaths....multiple times.
They've discussed the zombie apocalypse....and how they'd start it.
The end of the world has four backup plans....to ensure its demise.
And you can almost guarantee your death has been penciled in for next Tuesday.
So be careful, 'cause it's the quiet ones you have to watch out for.
I am.... Stereotyped.I am.... a nerd.I am.... Stereotyped.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wear glasses,
I play in the band,
I get good grades,
Like video games,
I'm weak and spineless
But so much smarter than people
I am.... an outcast.
I dress funny,
I act weird,
There's something wrong
Inside my head.
I'm too dumb
To understand people
I am.... an art freak.
I doodle over everything,
Dress a little different,
I am always colorful
And pretty happy,
I see the world
Differently than people
I am.... a gay guy.
I talk like a girl,
I just adore the color pink,
Oh, and I'm going to Hell.
I have no morals,
And instead I have AIDS
And should be kept from people
I am.... emo.
I dress in black,
Have sidesweep bangs,
And cut myself
Because life sucks.
I hate my life and
My parents and people
I am.... a prep.
I am mean and neast
I love drama
I am perfect and
Way better than people
I am.... a jock.
I play sports
Like wrestling or football.
I have no brain,
Without You.And as the blood runs off of this blade,Without You.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And drips out onto this far out glade.
I really wish I'd told you no,
I really wish I had told you "don't go".
And as the tears ran from your eye,
I wish I could've made them dry.
But right now I wish more than anything,
That you were mine, because I am nothing.
Try againScream in my face andTry again2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Try to strip away my courage.
You should know that
That old trick is too worn out.
My walls won't break.
They were built for you.
You should know that
You can't hurt me agian.
Dying to be BeautifulDying to be beautifulDying to be Beautiful1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
How far does it go
How deep can it get
How dark can it pull
When nothing holds you together
But layers of makeup on sunken cheeks
And your bones so frail they
Shatter from sobbing
Your heart so weak
You cannot risk loving
Your world so painful,
Through gray misty eyes
From the outline of ribs
To the protruding bone spines
I clearly see, you’re dying
Yes, dying to be beautiful
I wish somebody would tell you
The secret of beauty
It comes from the heart
The inside out
Not the outside in
But still how far will you go
How deep will you get
How dark will you go
Until you realize
Just to beautiful
Back ThenLooking back,Back Then1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
everything was so simple,
not a care in the world
Those years were nice
Maybe even the best so far
But with age comes
a burden: knowledge.
To know life
is to truly know despair
So during the
worst of times,
I choose to forget
and be pure once more
FrostbittenWinter is her favorite time of the year.Frostbitten1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It's beautiful. Silver and blue dance around with one another in a waltz of freezing passion as snow and ice douse the land in a blanket of boreal glamour. Glass windowpanes become easels for falling snowflakes, frost etching into the smooth surfaces in intricate and unique patterns.
Winter has always been her favorite time of the year, and it always will be.
It is not because of Christmas--no, even though she loves the holiday, it is not what sparks her strong fondness for the star-colored blanketing across the land. Her infatuation with the snow and ice and everything cold has to do with something that most people don't truly believe in.
A boy whom she met long ago.
She still remembers the day like it was yesterday. Running around in the forest, laughing and tasting the snowflakes as they fell down into her parted lips and melting immediately on her tongue. All bundled up as a precaution, even though the winter has always been kind to h
.i dream of drowning in.6 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
Angel TearsImagine a raindrop is an angel's tearAngel Tears1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Falling from heaven on Gaia's mortal fear
Weeping in unity their children's lost soul
Heaven's pure spirit evil now doth control
Eden of rapture consumed by time's flow
A lost utopia where gluttony doth grow.
Alluring serpent's lair humans covet the bait
Devourer of truth so poisoned with hate
Innocence now lost in maelstrom of desire
Purity long blackened by greed's hungry fire
The spirit debased evil darkens the heart
The nefarious abductor tears the soul apart
The moment approaches the farmer shall reap
Love now eternal for faithful lost sheep
Gnashing of teeth those left in despair
Time now elapsed for repentance and prayer
Renounce the darkness and take gentle heed
Embrace the truth be the Lamb's seed
If tomorrow I don't Wake upI wonder what would happenIf tomorrow I don't Wake up1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I was never to wake up
Would people even care
I wonder if a commotion would erupt
Would anyone even notice
That I wasn't alive
Would my mother even mourn me
Or could she guess that I wouldn't survive
Well I'm still not dead
But I can barely call this living
I feel like a corpse
That hasn't given up on breathing
But I wonder what would happen
If I was actually to die
Would anyone be bothered
Or care enough to cry
Maybe everyone's just used to
Me living like a corpse
So no one would be bothered
Or life change the slightest off of course
But if I would never wake up
There's no way to know what happens the next day
Won't know if people really care about me
But..maybe it's better off that way
Open Heart SurgeryI've got ink throbbing through fissured veins,Open Heart Surgery1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
poisoning every atom of my soul.
"Bite your tongue," they say.
How I'd love to chew the damn thing off
and suck down every filthy syllable
just like the rotten bone marrow it is.
They'd all watch as my body spontaneously combusts
and becomes nothing but convoluted karma.
And so I wrote,
Teach me the ways of ripping out a human heart,
and stitching it onto ink-stained parchment."
The answer that came was rasped from a cauterized throat:
"Read your future in the collapsed palm of the stars;
find the abandoned pulse of your lionhearted muse;
steal their conformed scalpel and make it your own."
i.i heard you howlingi.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
at two a.m. in the bathroom,
the rain drowning out
i heard you tearing at
the hollow of your throat.
you'd think that no one else would be
as sly as you to know
you aren't really what you say,
you're not okay--
you're not okay.
you named her anne after
the mother that never raised you.
called her your baby,
but never once did she
press her tongue against her teeth.
i saw the song lyrics
scrawled on the back of your hand
when you were sound asleep,
fist in stomach.
she's got bruises on her neck
that match up with yours.
she's got fingers like your daddy;
about that one i'm sure.
i read the words that hung
on the top of your lips.
i read the in betweens
the unders and overs
and the everything i could.
you took her in the
bathroom with you last night,
and i don't remember if
it was howling that i heard,
or illicit-sounding screaming.
she's not what you want her to be.
and i read in the papers
yesterday or the day before
about a girl
Where Angels PlayWhere Angels Play:Where Angels Play2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A lonely spark appears before me tonight
amongst the struggles deep inside of me...
Should I give in, will I breathe in?
How much more can I be forced to take
before my soul breaks?
Shards crashing into me
letting me know I am alive
I am barely breathing...
The moon lights my pathway
deep in dark, where we will fade
I've walked past the archway
Where angels will play...
The warmest touch, upon my skin
Wings that glow with sacred light, from deep within
They have come to take me back, to where I've been
Gone away into the winds, my voice forever lingering
Do I alone escape this and find my peace
without concern for what is left behind
Even if I could close my eyes in endless rest
The thought of you keeps me breathing...
The angel that leads me, deep in dark, where I seem to fade;
The lonely spark that keeps me, is the warmth of your heart...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 30th September 2012
PrideIt is not a disease.Pride1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is not a choice.
It certainly isn't in just black and white,
No, there are many colours in a rainbow.
It is not just you.
It is not just me.
It certainly isn't abnormal,
No, there are many people like us.
It is not only painful.
It is not for attention.
It certainly isn't a game,
No, this is serious.
It's what you make it out to be.
Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
Sorrow.I find myself tucked into a small little corner,Sorrow.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
heart filled with a piercing sadness.
It's not something anyone would understand,
for I'd only be ridiculed and pitied.
I feel as if on the edge of a cliff,
waiting, waiting for someone to catch me if I fall.
But no one comes, and I feel sorrow.
sorrow that no one bothers to look.
I see myself hanging onto the edge of that cliff,
scrabbling at a handhold,
Waiting for someone to pull me up,
to soothe my tears.
To wipe away my sorrow.
But no one comes.
I'm back in my corner,
hidden in my heart,
Waiting for someone to pull out me out.
But no one comes to erase my sorrow.
Unwanted FutureMy stomach flips,Unwanted Future1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
my breathing gets deep,
I'm sorry love but
please just let me sleep?
It's hard to live
taking day by day
when it seems to pass too fast
and you struggle on the way
What future awaits me?
A small dog, swing on the deck,
the picket white fence and
a fake family in depth.
A kiss on the cheek and
lunch in paper bags,
a promise to behave
but love, the days just drag.
Will it be the same routine
that I face right now?
A fake smile and laugh
that struggle to be found.
The passion fades
with the will to explore,
and you grow older along with
the slamming of doors.
Your voice screams,
your heart will echo,
the mirror will shatter,
and the blood will flow.
And one day you'll look
and take a deep breath,
you'll stare into your eyes
and see nothing but death.
HeartI left my heart's door open,Heart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But no one walked in.
I laughed but no one laughed with me.
All that's left is a symphony.
It's coming from the back of my heart.
I'm waiting for someone to hear it.
Will you listen?
Light of an angelYour presence allures meLight of an angel1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
It also ensures me
That I'll be protected
Your wings glow white
All through the night
As you fly gracefully
I wait patiently
Because I know you will come
No mater what I have become
What happened to America?The Founding Fathers are rolling in their graves.What happened to America?8 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
What happened to by the people for the people?
What happened to all men created equal?
What happened to the fair debate?
What happened to SEPARATION OF CHURCH AND STATE???
Despite what you think, being a woman does not make me weak
Despite what you think, domestication is not what I seek
Despite what you think, my sex does not make me stupid!
Despite what you think, i will not be persecuted!
Dear congress, remove your bible from my throat!
Dear congress, don't just look down upon us and gloat!
Dear congress, you have not won!
Dear congress, this war has just begun!
I will not stand idly by as you take my rights!
I will not back down without a fight!
I will not watched our constitution be ignored!
I will not be ignored!
We cannot live in a land controlled by lies!
We cannot live in a land without the wise!
We cannot live in a land of bigotry!
We cannot live in a land without dignity!
My friends, the time to
Dark was the lightIn the dark you can cry,Dark was the light1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
no one has to know why.
You can sit and lament,
ponder where your strength went.
Here you can let it all go
and no one else has to know.
It may be a time all your own
where you may feel so alone
but it's a time that you need
to just let your heart bleed.
To release tears and sighs
and begin your goodbyes.
Yes, in the dark you can cry,
without refrain to deny,
for once you let the pain go,
in the dark you will glow.
Written WordChildren of the written wordWritten Word5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You wield in your minds, voices and fingers
The weaponry you need to fight for truth
In your minds, the ideas
In your voices, the ways to speak your minds
In your fingers, the tools to record them
Stand up and shout out for truth
Fight against the tyranny of evil
Don't sit back while darkness spreads its filth
Address the night as it is
And hand out forgiveness where it is due
For words of passion and love will endure
Rise, oh warriors of truth
Narrate all you can, oh storytellers
Be observant and watchful, oh poets
Let your diction be your sword
As children of the written word, be strong
And spread your words like a raging wildfire
LiarsOh she's cute!Liars1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But she's fat.
Well what about him?
He has acne
Jezz, maybe her?
Do you see that? She has a bulge.
In that case, what about him?
That's... a guy? He looks like a chick!
Well, what are you into then?
Blonde, curves, huge tits, smart.
And in men?
Wait, what? Ew! Don't be crazy.
I'll pray for you.
Ode To A UrinalApproach the porcelain bowlOde To A Urinal7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Pants are unzipped, thing is whipped out,
A stream of yellow Is released,
Much to my impatient relief
As I listen to the trickle,
Steady and soft, I slowly sigh.
What pleasant alleviation
Is given by the mere presence
Of the urinal before me,
A huge blessing to men worldwide
I am MeI am Me.I am Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On the outside I smile.
I pretend to give a shit.
While inside I crave to be Me.
I want to show everyone who I want to be.
Who I really think I am.
A tom-boy who has manners?
A hardcore gamer?
D. All of the above?
I say that.
I want that.
It isn't Me though...
It isn't really Me.
I am not like anyone else.
I don't know who I am.
I don't know what I am.
I don't know...
What am I?
Who am I?
Do I want this or that?
Do I care?
Should I care?
Should it be this way?
Should it be that way?
If I like it is it okay?
What does make it okay?
Isn't it my life and my choice?
These are things I always ask myself.
These are questions I can't find answers for.
There are too many variables.
Too many exceptions.
I do know that I will fight for what I want.
I will do whatever I want in the end.
I'll get my way.
I always make it to first place.
No one can make me do anything.
No one can tie me down.
No one can break me.
Even if I do fall some day,
I'll go stron
The little things[The little things]The little things2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The little things they said,
Are what matters the most.
Hello! Goodbye! Can I help you?
Providing aid to some lonely ghost.
Are all forgotten in the blink of an eye.
I'll walk into a room and say good morning!
Noone looks up, but a few albeit they were yawning.
I'll stand in line, waiting on my turn.
A gentleman cuts in front, looking quite stern.
A passerby bumps into me and spills coffee on my shoe.
Not a word of apology, even as I smile "Hey, howdy do?"
I'll stand on the sidewalk next to a puddle so clear.
A driver will pass, splashing me while the street kids cheer.
I'll leave my phone unattended next to my lunch.
The phone's still there when I get back.
Of course, what would they do,
Make a call while they munch?
I'll ask a question, different from the norm.
Harsh glares would be returned that say,
Why don't you just conform?
They'll dwell on the part that made them mad.
Just a second it would take, to make us all glad.
This is the world we l