well, if I squint my eyes
like I used to
from the back of streetcars,
when I was three foot
Or like that show we watched
in my early summers
in your parent's bedroom
The season returns
and darling dahlias
And fragrant are
But you were
a paper rose
for an evening
I wonder where we
At times I think
it's a vain pursuit
stuff they sell
all over the place,
is out of stock.
Perhaps I'm wrong,
but you were right
Desserts are served
in the end
they're the best,
The veal, and venison
and lamb in vinegar,
are in the freezer
How quaint and sweet
it was to eat
my ice cream
on a wintry night.
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?
CovalentThese milestones are getting closerCovalent2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Markers of the end
I can't live with
Yet one I've created
I break everything there is
These bonds between people
Shattered by my existence
All these last pieces of you
Are falling from my grasp
Like you before them
I can't keep hold
The last time I held you
Is burned into my mind
A reminder of who I had
A reminder of who I love
A reminder of who I've lost
It Is (Depression)It is a shroud of black velvet.It Is (Depression)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is the violent ocean in the dead of night.
It is the monster in the shadows; the Vashta Nerada.
It is the final crash of symbols in Carmina Burana.
It is impossible to lift.
it is impossible to breathe.
It is impossible to see.
It is the only thing that can be heard.
It is why the stars disappear at night.
It is why every light drifts by without stopping.
It is why the gnawing starts and never ceases.
It is why nothing else matters in the end.
It is my disease.
It is my disability.
It is my misfortune.
It is my death sentence.
sultry liquid powerfulsplashedsultry liquid powerful2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
dark red satin
draped on hourglass
in her steps
and I buy it
a glass of wine
WinterlandWinterlandWinterland2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Winter Only World" Contest
On a planet more remote than X,
Almost unseen by our telescopes,
Where no manned raft would ever go,
Thereat no complex organism would survive
Upon a surface of frozen ice and snow_
Ice in columns and myriad shapes,
Snow in glaciers as on Earth
And air colder than an Earth winter wind.
Remoter from our Sun and all its warmth
Dark and still as surrounding space
Any man who sets his feet
Would freeze instantly and there remain
May Fair LadyMay Fair Lady LucyMay Fair Lady2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I caress her pale skin,
That flakes with every kiss.
My hands on her butt.
My fingers clasp her outline.
Her company is expensive.
I am one of many who crave for her.
She has multiple partners.
I can smell her stench everywhere.
Our relationship must end eventually.
Her kiss will erode my heart.
Claiming lives is her fetish.
Everyone warns me not be with her.
But I lust for unreliable presence.
She has a bewildering hold of me.
My addiction always takes control of me.
Without her I cannot breathe.
But with her I will stop breathing.
That's why she cannot leave.
Because I will be the one that ends up leaving.
ContradictionContradiction.Contradiction2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You have the audacity to call me a hypocrite.
When you can also be classed as a syndicate.
It's easy to judge someone objectively.
When it comes to it you choose what to forget selectively.
I'd be lying if I said I this situation has not affected me.
Too hasty to label and condemn others.
When you sleep keeping the truth under the covers.
In the morning the lies emerges and everyone suffers.
I'm left lieing in a bed of illusions thinking your friends are my brothers.
My actions offend you and I apologise.
When your actions offend me, you refuse responsibility and colonise.
My eyes have been exposed and this truth has left me traumatized.
This injustice is displayed regularly but no one ever gets penalised.
Now what was once assumed has now forced me to think twice.
Double standards have revealed their identity.
Confused me to the point where I'm no longer sure of things are meant to be.
This virus has spread worldwide and no one can be bothered to find the remedy.
ConstellationShe is dream dust,Constellation2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
too bitter or wise
for her own good.
A timeless dragon's soul
somewhere inside a
scaled shell, burning
the silence in her bones
alive, honeysuckle sweet.
She collects fireflies only to
set them free at 3am,
crying to an uncaring moon.
& she's begging for the stars
to take her away,
make this house a home
rigged in the sky.
She is already naked fever
swimming through the cosmos
& I orbit her.
MoneyMoneyMoney2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They say money talks
Yet they wonder why I'm silent.
They say money brings you happiness
Yet they wonder why I'm so negative.
They say money opens doors.
Friend Zone.Friend Zone.Friend Zone.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I just can never seem to get it right.
How can she say that I am not her type?
After the constant phone calls and the facebook messages
And listening to you talk about all of your annoying relatives.
I thought that you and I could’ve been something.
I know now you think all guys are just after one thing.
Especially after the last guy and what he did to you
And I thought since I was the person you came running to.
That maybe, eventually there could be something between us
And you would believe me when I say I am not thinking of my penis.
When I say I long to hear your voice, even if it's only for a little while
And I love the way your delicate dimples develop whenever you smile.
I even love the way you chew your nails wildly whenever you’re nervous.
So when my suppressed feelings for you begin to pierce through the surface
And I confess all of the affection held captive in my chest.
You say that you love me but you can only see me as a best...
This where the mem
Why Hold the SkyWhy pin downWhy Hold the Sky7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
of your heart,
beautiful as they are
in their constant state
Why hold the sky
when meant to fly?
Your poemThis poem is from youYour poem2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Written down by me
Although it isn't mine
It's yours, don't you see?
I write down the words
but they come from your mind
even though you don't know
what you leave behind
I pick up what's left
and put it all together
I don't know what I do
but it's for the better
You say you can't write
but that's not your need
Just simply be there for me
it's the poet inside me you feed
A Story To Tell introSome say there is no life after death. Some say there is a Heaven and a Hell. Well whatever there is, I didn't make it there. I'm stuck somewhere else, yet I'm stuck in life. Does that make sense? Haha, I suppose it doesn't, but it's the best way I can explain what has happened to me. Maybe I should start by telling you exactly what happened to me. Ah, the memory is still so clear. Like it was yesterday. Then again, I suppose a person will always remember their death like it was yesterday. After all, it is the last thing you experience.A Story To Tell intro2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was at a club with my friends. I loved to party, but no one was throwing one that weekend so I settled for the club. Anyways, I was working on getting drunk, like usual, making sure to put on a show for all the guys around me. It was fun to watch them drool over themselves. My friends envied me and I knew it. I had a perfect body. Perfect curves, a perfect complextion, perfect hair, perfect features, perfect everything. And I always got the
PainThe gaps between my fingersPain2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Were there for yours to fill -
All too late I realised:
Love is an intense uphill.
It leaves you out of breath,
Choking, gasping for air...
Your lungs don't get oxygen
You are drowning in despair.
Like a never-ending hailstorm
Or like penetrating rain,
Wearing you down to your core,
You're pummelled by the pain.
It breaks through your defences
And enters your guarded heart;
Just when you think you're okay,
Anguish rips your world apart.
You can't watch a romantic movie,
You can't listen to a love song
Because they remind you of life
Before everything went wrong.
Release is all you're craving
As your peace is completely faded;
You only wish (this one time)
It wasn't your heart that was traded.
You crave him, want him, need him,
You can't find him anywhere
And the tears just don't stop coming
And he doesn't seem to care.
You carry your broken heart with you
Through wind, sunshine and rain too;
Fake a smile, pretend it's okay,
That missing him's not killing you
Singing to Star-LightI had shed my wingsSinging to Star-Light2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
as war-cries in me,
hiccuped to the brink
I looked around here
as a star cried out -
and I saw stardust
tinged with doubt.
I had seen neglect
in the eye before,
but one that listened?
I see no more.
For there are none now,
willing to breathe
because they fell
to my balcony.
They fell and I lost
feeling in my hands,
they told me listen -
that the star that fell
is to cry and see
but only enough
to rain on me.
If she cries no more
says to you no less,
tell her that we miss
her light star-caress.
Tell her that the sky
beckons to her only.
Just sing, Hey sunshine
won't you smile for me?
Exhilarating LoveLike a flower it bloomsExhilarating Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Swelling as a great tide in my chest,
Pouring, rushing through me
Tumbling from my mouth in golden sound,
A song, a purest epiphany to the human mind.
Soaring as a great bird of prey,
Wind lifting my wings only to disappear from me again;
A magestic rollar coaster- exhilaration;
Twisting and jumping like a pup new to the world,
I rejoice in the joy that has grown within
Fed by the depths of our love.
The Writers' HeartMy fingers fall upon square cages, releasing the letters trapped within. I feel that way when you press against my heart.The Writers' Heart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You release what is hiding inside of me.
And when my feet are waltzing with each other, I imagine the other half of their dance, the parts that would fill in their missing steps.
Maybe you could show me someday.
But I suppose, the thing that bothers me the most, is reaching out for myself in the mirror, and gazing straight into the writer's heart.
Is that what you see, when you look at me too?
InsanityRip, rip, rip.Insanity2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A white mess of confetti strewn all over the floor.
I pretend to believe it's snow.
So very cold.
I lead you down the winding halls.
To my being which has become numb.
Heavy weights drag me down.
To the bottom of this pit.
Tick, tick, tick.
The clock ticks slowly.
My pencil against my desk.
Whittling my soul away. Slowly.
Tap, tap, tap.
Anxiously, no, fearfully tapping.
The tapping turns to loud banging.
My head goes down.
The banging becomes ever louder.
I stare at the floor close to tears.
I'm faintly aware of some asking if I'm "okay".
I force a smile on my face.
Watch them turn away.
The smiles fades.
The banging ensues.
Flashes of white.
The snow is falling.
I turn my head.
Someone bumps my shoulder.
Pretend to laugh and smile.
The ramblings of the picture on the wall.
It won't be quiet.
Breathe in slowly, hold it.
Then let go.
I sit still pretending to be okay.
How long has it been?
No, it's sti
FrUk~Always have, always will~Chapter 2If you haven't read the first chapter, please read it here: http://invaderpumpkinqueen.deviantart.com/art/FrUk-Always-have-always-will-Chapter-1-306940510FrUk~Always have, always will~Chapter 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Some years passed and Arthur started doing his own business things again, but things never went back to the way they where....he knew it never would. Arthur never smiled again since Francis death. He didn't show that beautiful grin to anyone... He had fallen into a deep deprestion a short time after Francis' death and had lost a lot of weight from not eating. But after a few months, he started to eat more and get stronger again. But...he was never truely happy ever again or spent that much time out of his house. He never talked about Francis again to anyone or talked about how he felt. Not that he had to, everyone could tell the blonde was upset and could be seconds away from killing himself from deprestion.
Little did Arthur know.....
Francis was still alive! Shortly after Arthur's friends pulled him away from Francis' body and t
That boy gave her poison.Only one person I think knows who she is.That boy gave her poison.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Only one person I think who cares.
Only one person that she doesn't loath.
Only one person that she can bare.
Just a guy that she is in love with.
Just a smile that starts her day.
Just an embrace that healed her sorrow.
Just a guy helping her on her way.
Just a girl who was so worried.
A girl who had given up on love.
Just a girl who finally knows what loves like.
She knows something like happiness to dream of.
This girl gives herself to this boy.
This girl is truly in love.
This girl is finally at peace with herself.
This girl is truly in love.