Felicity.I want to love, to kiss, to hold thee.
On days I feel alone, choices made to flee,
I trust you will find me. To play glorious
melodies for you and I be honored by your
own talents. Soothing nights spent lying down
together, surrounded by silence as your
delicate touch accepts offered command over
Pain and misfortune pay their visits and our
bonds reach their limits or worse, are torn
asunder. However, precious time is spent to
mend wounds and produce new ties after the
results from tragedies.
Laughter turns to tears.
Running, then standing still.
I desire all that comes from you and you wish
to receive everything I give.
And those three silly words, they shall
continuously pass between us each and every day.
Being in your presence will satisfy the senses:
-Eyes I gaze into till my own grow weary.
-Taste of your lips, pecking them here and there,
until they are numb (nevertheless, they always beg
for another second longer).
-Speaking and listening, in tune with our idle
chat at all
What Lies Past.Sitting here.What Lies Past.3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Satisfy my hunger.
A sip of liquid.
Back to typing.
Adjust the fan.
Nothing changes much.
To the door.
Lean towards it.
Close one eye.
Squint the other.
Peek through eye-hole.
Over a short amount of time, I have seen much. Sounds and noises will come
from past that door and I will rise every time, trying to catch a glimpse of
what it was. Gazing through that circular crack in the wall of my mental prison.
A taste of freedom.
Cool breeze of the outside.
I could be out there.
In the open.
But shortly following the mere seconds of spying outside the confines of my mind,
I return to my seat once again to continue typing.
Satisfying my hunger.
Drinking more liquid.
Never ceasing the clicking.
Because I'm GayAn important note: This is NOT me, this is my original character and his story. I've created him and hope to publish his story once I finish my novel, and hope his story will bring hope to those who are gay, bisexual, transsexual, etc. This is not my personal story. Thanks for reading!!Because I'm Gay3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
My name is Spencer
And I'm fifteen
I like to play tennis
Not act in theater
I have two sisters
One older, one younger
And kind of annoying
I go to Church
Volunteer at the local
And I like writing songs about love
I eat, sleep
Breathe the same air
As any other human
People would like me
A whole lot more
Except for one thing:
Because I'm gay
I have no friends
At school I'm ridiculed
Because I'm gay
My Dad refuses to look at me
Like I'm some sort of mistake
Like I'm a problem
Because I'm gay
Society rejects me
My grandparents reject me
People I used to know reject me
Because I'm gay
I've lost my rights
To have a voice
To be huma
Getting By About a month or so before my thirteenth birthday, my parents had gotten an eviction notice. My dad hadn't had a job for two years and both our rent AND light bill was $600 dollars. My grandmother had been paying rent for us for a few months with her retirement money, yes she's that kind and loving and I love her for that. When my parents told me about the eviction, I bawled like a little kid for almost two hours. We were losing our home, there was no where else to go. All we could do was pack some of our stuff into our car. (we packed a few blankets, our most precious valuables and a few other things really) We lived in the car for about a week, we were parked in the back of a Wal-Mart parking lot. My "grandparents" as you might say... somehow found us and checked us into a hotel. We stayed in the hotel for about a week as well. Then, a friend of my dad's had called him to tell him that a homeless shelter had space available. Well, when we got to the sheGetting By3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sister dearMy dearest sisterSister dear3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you are beautiful and kind
i care for you so much
both your heart and mind.
There has started a war
in this family of ours
they give my soul an unseen scar
Fighting for so many hours
But still you wont fight.
Not against me, at least
you do not lose your sight
in such cruel feast
beautiful sister of mine
you can be at ease
let you smile once again shine
when we together restore peace.
8D WEE used all my points to give people free subs*U* Hope you all enjoy your new free subscription! I wish I could give to all, but I had to only choose as many as I could affort!8D WEE used all my points to give people free subs3 years ago in Personal More Like This
:'D I gave away 26 one month subscriptions! ^^
AND I really enjoyet two of the poems that recieved a free sub from me that I wanted to share.
Written by Slave2Karma
Why do I deserve a premium
The answer I express in medium
Of poetry, for I often find
I'm validated in my rhyme
The words I write I swear are true
I'll make my case and leave it up to you!
I'm kind and fair and if I do so say
I always comment when I fav'
I love to draw and write as well
Of the latter you can probably tell
I'm a student in university
Preparing for my future, see
I'm finding my way through the dark
And my lantern since birth has been art
Sadly of late I've fallen ill
But I do not let it destroy my will
I'm hard at work and staying strong
doing art trades because it helps prolong
my good spirits, of which there are plenty
and though I need surgery, I a
A World Where Your Dreams Come TrueIf you lived in a worldA World Where Your Dreams Come True3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where your dreams came true
Wouldn't that mean
Your nightmares live too?
We think of our joys and wonders
Our fantasies come through
Until bitter sorrow
Comes along too.
Then dark thoughts reign
And your fears begin to rise
Those red beady dots
Staring right into your eyes.
Will you run?
Can you hide?
What escape is there now?
Do you not see, as sweat blinds from your brow?
So is it worth it?
To play in that room?
And pretend to live in a world
Where your dreams would come true?
Hope.The knight gradually began to lift himself off the ground just as another comrade falls right in front of him. Filled with shock, he glances around.Hope.3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Soldiers, friends, family, faceless recruits, and even those he once called enemies but now allies, are dropping like the petals off of a wilting flower. The world moves ever so slowly as the knight watches the carnage take place. Those he had fought hard for and those he never had the chance to raise his blade with now lie in pools of blood and kiss the cold earth.
How could this be? Where did it go wrong? Why did I not see this coming?
These thoughts and more raced through his mind until his sight stopped at a ghastly figure.
It was tall and bulky. In one hand it grasped a mace with a head bigger than that of a horse's and in the other the severed head of an unfortunate victim. The garments it wore were of pitch black robes stained with blood that seeped with an ominous aura and a hood that hid its face but sheltered two piercing green e
A demons deathFlashes of crimson in the airA demons death3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blades of gory glory out for show
Dead eyes set in a stare
As death releases its red drawn bow
Dropped into the river Styx
Clawing hands pulling you down
Ignoring the hold on your crucifix
Uncaring and letting you drown
Bleeding from your outstretched hands
No one caring for sweet sacrifice
Sucked into unrelenting quick sand
Betting on fates thrown dice
They say life flashes before your eyes
In the last seconds of your breath
Guardian Angel really death in disguise
A single heart beat is all you have left
Then your corpse sinks to the floor
A puddle of crimson spreading out
Demons clawing and reaching to bring you through the fiery doors
You can't escape, there hands, muffling your shout
MasksEveryone wears a maskMasks3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Whether it be of smiling or pain
Hate or Love
Shame or pride
Ego or Anger
Everyone wears a mask
It cracks sometimes
People can see through the chipped paint
See past the fake
See past the facade
We all wear masks
Ones of animals
Ones of other people
Ones that we would like to be
Ones that we hate
We all have a mask
Something we can hide behind
Something we can use to fight
Something that keeps us safe
Keeps us okay in the beginning
Keep our secrets
Hold our treasures in locked vaults
Keep our hearts from breaking
Keep the tears from showing
We all have masks
You can paint them up
It can be anything
Because no one can see past the mask
No one knows what anyone's face really looks like
Humanity is made of Masks
What is yours painted of?
Broken MirrorsDo I have to find your sickness?Broken Mirrors3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dig it out with a blade of glass?
Do I have to find your broken pieces?
Dig them out of the trash?
Do I have to hold your hand at night?
Tuck you into bed alone?
Do I have to tuck a blade in tight?
Just to make you feel at home?
Will we drag on like a ghost?
Looking for a place to fit?
Will we terry looking for a host?
Wading through this mindless shit?
Grab a hold of my hand, let me lead you out
Grab a hold of my cold dead hand, promising not to leak a shout
Grab a hold of the bathroom sink and look up into your face
Grab a hold of yourself dear, we share a life and the same fate