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POI Poem: Mr.ReeseYou could say he's a killer.POI Poem: Mr.Reese8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
No devil or angel.
You could say he's a savior.
It all depends on your angle.
But if you'd ask me
I would tell you
No; show you
What happened to me.
I was broken, beaten, shattered
Alone;
I had no hope.
My time had come.
But then he saved me.
My knight, my prince,
He came for me.
So before you judge him,
I would advise
For you to decide swiftly
Before your numbers up
And you meet the Guardian
Or you meet your demise.
If there were wordsIf there were wordsIf there were words1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A place on Earth
a time
Where shadows of the morning stars
would leave their skins
to dry under the sun
If only
a time would come
when I would not feel
like I am feeling now
Pride: chapter 3Cigarettes, fireworks and steamrollersPride: chapter 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was Friday afternoon and David was having a panic attack.
As Lily walked into his room, she got a pair of pants, thrown in her face, instead of a greeting. Glaring at the blond, digging through his closet and cursing loudly, she tapped her foot and waited for him to turn around. It took quite a while for the other to notice a murderous aura, coming from behind him.
"Oh… Hi Lil, didn't see you there," he said, smiling apologetically.
"I'd say… What are you doing anyway? This place is a mess."
"Well, I'm searching for something to wear," David replied, scanning the room that looked l
ViharRišem podobe brezčasneVihar3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
pišem besede prekrasne
vse se ujema in je v sozvočju
nič ni narobe, vsaj na površju
V meni vihar pa silen se dviga
zakopane stvari dobivajo krila
razdaja ljudem moje temne skrivnosti
le da pokaže jim moje slabosti
Ko se umiri in skoraj ustavi
že iz ničesar se nov pojavi
Ni več miru in ni več počitka
zame vihar ta življenska bo bitka
ExtaseParalyséeExtase3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
morte
je ne vois plus rien
rien
rien
rien
il n'y a rien
il n'y a rien
tout est mort
il n'y a personne
PERSONNE
car tous sont morts
et il n'y a plus rien
plus rien
rien
rien
kaj?Quoi? quoi? Quoi?kaj?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Es-tu là?
La la la je chante
Je me promène
Dans les bois
Parmi les arbres verts
Jaunissant
C'est l'automne
Déjà
Bientôt
L'hiver viendra.
kraveStotisoč ljudikrave3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
se kopa v blatu,
vse se smeji
srebrnemu zlatu.
Suše, poplave
prinašajo krave,
psi in ovace
kradejo krače.
Rada zbežim
v vesolje, kjer spi
hudobni vesoljček,
ki ne mara laži.
Colourless Chapter 2Yoko was walking down one of the bigger streets in the outskirts of Tokyo. It was quite late for her to be out, and the street, usually filled with the loud noise of traffic, was now unusually quiet. Even though Yoko didn't scare that easily, she had to admit that despite the public illumination, she felt a bit uneasy wandering around alone like that.Colourless Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hey, Ryuu-chan! Are you there?"
Of course I am, haven't I always been?
Yoko smiled. It was true; Ryuutsu has always been there for her, from ever since she could remember. She was there on Yoko's fourth birthday when her father came home drunk. She was there every time little Yoko saw her mo
I See The Reflection....I See The Reflection....3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I see the reflection of the world
It is in you
It is who you are
I see the reflection of the world
But it is our world
You are a part of our world
People they say
They say you are different
That you are from a different place
But I say you're just a part
A part of the human race
I see the reflection of the world
And I want to
I want to believe it is a good place
That we are all a part
A part of this race
I wonder
I wonder what it is like for you
On your planet
Is there one race?
Or are you different?
Is that why you came?
Why you came to this place?
I see the reflection of the world
And it looks all bright and chee
les yeux noirstout sauf ҫales yeux noirs3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
les yeux noirs
me regardent
tu n'es pas là
les yeux noirs
de mes rêves me chassent
ne m'oublie pas!
les yeux noirs
des reponses me demandent
je veux te voir
tes yeux de noir...
Can Fallen Angels Fly?He was standing there, clueless and helpless. Cold on the inside, dried up tears on the outside. Was that it? So many screams he had let out, so many little drops had slid down his cheeks, until there was nothing left. No pain, no joy, not one single feeling remained, nothing he could keep holding on to. His heart, now harder than a stone had stopped pumping the ice cold blood through his veins, leaving him numb, to everything and everyone around.Can Fallen Angels Fly?3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
He made a step forward, staring down at the endless distance, into the depth of the pit as the clouds slowly moved away for him to fully embrace the view. For him to really understand there was not
Pride: chapter 1He Meets HimPride: chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tom shifted uncomfortably. It was a warm Friday night somewhere towards the end of June. He was sitting on an iron bench under the only still-working lamp at the bus station in the outskirts of Camden town, London. He just came back from his friend Ian's house where they had celebrated his birthday. As there was no direct tube service, he had decided to take a bus rather a walk for 4 kilometers. Now he was waiting for the one to drive him home. He has never liked bus stations, especially at night, when the streets are ruled by drug dealers and addicts, prostitutes, criminals, pedophiles, but the waiting was still
The Red Balloon.The Red Balloon.3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
The Red Balloon.
It just goes round and round, the circle of life. It doesn't rest, and no obstacle is able to completely stop it. That continuous rush of the world, where we are just living life in a hurry, without stopping to take a breath or enjoy the sight.
Somewhere in the middle of this madness, there was a boy standing. No matter how fast everything went by, he kept standing completely still. His tiny little hand was holding a piece of string and his eyes were fixed on the red balloon attached at the end of it, desperately struggling to escape into the endless sky.
I never got to know who he was, or what his purpose was,
cikloheksanDeka-centi-benzen-karbonatcikloheksan3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
rada bi šla končno spat.
Vijola srečka,
plastična svečka,
mi bo v senci svetila.
tolmuni in magični slapovi
v podzemnih jezerih se bojo skrili,
metulj pa srečen še bo letal
po zimskih travnikih snega.
mes fourmisOù sont mes fourmis?mes fourmis3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Aujourd'hui il s'est passé quelque chose de très triste et bizarre. Mes fourmis ont disparu. Comment et qui est responsable? Je pensais à ces deux questions toute la journée et le soir j'ai trouvé les réponses.
Alors, qu'est-ce qu'il s'est passé? Comme tous les jours je me suis révéillé à 8.15. J'ai pris mon petit-déjeuner – flocons au chocolat. Après, j'ai regardé la télé – le dessin animé japonais Naruto. Puis je suis sorti de la maison. Je jouais dans la cour; je remuais les pierres et j'observais tous ces petits
une histoire beteUne histoire bêteune histoire bete3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Il était une fois dans un royame à côté d'une forêt. Là, la vie n'était pas facile. Il y avait plein de lois, pour faire une bêtise, il fallait avoir une permission; à cause de cela tout le monde était tres docile.
Un jour la princesse a disparue. Le roi a demandé aux chevaliers de la trouver. Il les a payé, peut-être un peu trop, et il se sont decidés à achêter la bêtise.
Quand ils ont arrivés chez le dragon, car c'était lui qui avait enlevé la disparue, ils ont commencé à l'embêter, le dragon s'est fac
Lost.It's lost.Lost.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just one fault and I am tossed.
Away, with my tears
slowly turning to frost.
There's so much I withstood…
The one thing I cherish
and now it will perish.
But I'm scared of it leaving
for good.
A Dot in the Blue.How can it beA Dot in the Blue.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that human mind can only perceive this much?
How can it be
that all that's out there doesn't even touch
us and we just flee?
Just look up to the sky and the Endless wonder
And perhaps then you will ponder;
Why do we hate, why do we love,
what if we're just like those stars above?
What if our greatness isn't that shiny,
what if in fact we're all just tiny?
And yet…does it matter
if we don't have a clue?
When after all, one is nothing but a dot
out there in the blue.
Pride: chapter 4Just in timePride: chapter 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was few days later and Ian dragged Tom out for a drink in a local bar, even though the other tried to sneak his way out of it. In the end, he failed.
"... and then, I heard my roommate Shane walk into the apartment, I jumped off that girl, threw her the clothes, and just as we dressed up, Shane walks in on us and that's how my great hook up ended," finished Ian, laughing at his own story. Tom forced himself to smile, watching his friend with fake interest and trying not to let him know that his thoughts were being spun around like a person on a rollercoaster, just about ready to throw up.
Not only his head was spinning,
V topel dan sem prijokalaV topel dan sem prijokala,V topel dan sem prijokala2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
še sama ne vem zakaj,
bilo je poletje, takrat.
A meni se je hotelo ostati noter,
čeprav nikoli nisem bila zapečkar,
bilo mi je tako lepo morda,
morda pa sem se bala,
saj sem že čutila ta gnil zadah sveta,
morda, ne vem,
kako bi le?
Vem pa, da nočem v nebesa,
če te ne bo z menoj.
Ker sama sem, saj veš,...
Preveč sanjava...
In se ne menim za ves trušč in klice,
ko me kliče on-
Ne spim,
pa vendar sem s teboj v sanjah,
s teboj v sajah
s črnimi podplati se preganjava po cunjah,
opranih in zloženih,
kot v trgovini.
fleurs rosesLes fleursfleurs roses3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
ont du mal aujourd'hui
de faire semblant
de ne pas vouloir plaire aux papillons.
Les nuages,
au-dessus d'elles
rient,
ils se moquent de leur sympathie
pour les beaux gosses.
out of the closetSončna očala,out of the closet3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
ki jih kislina je raztopila,
se po koščkih vračajo nazaj v sanjah.
Prekleti mesec,
zakaj si resen,
ko pa vidiš farso našo?
BK+TK : )
mi pravijo zidovi,
padli angel iz omare
šepeta mi o gradovih.
Skalnate pečine,
plitke globočine,
v barvah se prelivajo.
Ode to Verlaine.Drop by dropOde to Verlaine.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Slowly starts a flood,
Tear by tear
Washes out the blood.
Somewhere near by,
There's a blossom growing,
Fragile and tiny,
And yet the whole world
At its feet is bowing,
A child's toy
At the moment, bringing us joy,
All red and shiny.
The warmth of a flame,
Or a soul filled with blame
A bitter taste is what then scatters
It's not the colour, but the hue that matters.
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Kaplja za kapljo
Dol z roba polzi,
Solza za solzo
Izpira barvo rdečo kot kri.
Nedaleč proč nekje raste cvet,
Droben in nežen,
A večji kot svet,
Se sveti rdeče,
Prinaša nam sreče,
That Home AvenueI was wrong,That Home Avenue2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
about it all,
all along,
a fire was burning,
and the bard,
singing his gentle sang,
admitted to,
being wrong,
through and through,
stuck to his wishes,
like a child's home avenue,
so the ashes washed away,
set alight with anew dismay,
was in any way,
anyway to be alive.
So he tried,
he tried to fly and move on,
upon a new state,
that sang a different song,
he remember then,
the people he had left,
but instead of feeling dead,
he accepted what he had never excepted.
I am not colorless,
I am of the rainbow,
not like you but judged heavily,
like you say so,
like you are able to catch this color,
to be smothered by new desire,
but t
Sta.sh
