Remembering YouI remember your smile when you looked my way.
It gave me confidence every day.
I remember your laugh when it was free from care.
It rang out full and filled the air.
I remember your hands as they stroked my hair,
As you chased away my every fear.
I remember your face when I sleep at night,
And I ponder how to make your burdens light.
I remember your love wherever I go,
And I hope you know I love you so.
Once, I Loved a CowardPeople always say never to love a coward –Once, I Loved a Coward5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
They never show you that they care.
I fell in love with a coward.
This man was an awful man,
An awful man with a chain and lock guarding his heart, protecting it, holding it captive.
It was blinding his very eyes
For he never saw the true me.
Days went by – I remained alone.
Though…he was there;
He stood near me as the days went on,
But he was lifeless –
A being with no heart.
I asked him:
Remember the times we once had:
You and I?
Hardly air to divide us.
Women and men so hard tried to tear us apart,
Our love for each other
Spiking their envy.
Remember the nights we once had:
You and I?
Silence unheard of, we talked for hours.
Something in the way you whispered my name
Made me want to never desert you.
Remember the kisses I once gave:
To you alone?
How pure –
Oh, I can taste your beauty right now:
I'm SorryI'm Sorry I'm not good enoughI'm Sorry4 months ago in Emotional More Like This
I'm Sorry that no matter how hard I try, I'll never be good enough
I'm sorry that I care so much. Maybe if I didn't I wouldn't be hurt so much
I'm sorry I'm not pretty
I'm sorry that I feel like a stranger in my own home
I'm sorry that I'm a screw up
Sometimes it feels like I get more love from strangers than I do the people who are supposed to care for me
I'm sorry I'm weird
I'm sorry I find comfort in childish things that I should have left behind long ago
I'm sorry I'm so quite but I feel like if I speak you will not understand and therefore bash me for it.
I'm sorry I'm the oddball in the family.
I'm sorry I can't be the person you want me to be. No matter how hard I try
But I still care
Cravings... You want it.Cravings...5 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A little taste of poison.
It calls you.
Enjoy a taste of poison.
No one will even notice...
It's just a bit of poison.
They will hate you if you fail.
They are counting on your will.
They don't know.
They see a filthy habit.
It's just a bit of poison...
Remember why you stopped!
Just need a little dosage.
They all sneer,
Femme BoiIn a lavatory a pink transvestiteFemme Boi11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Applies ruby and rouge
To my cosmetic mask
Hoping for a wished encounter
A fiction overcomes us
Conveys us as strangers
Into an unknown territory
Leaves us there
The two of us, stranded
Our location inaccessible
As intuitive yet unpredictable
The rehearsed persona
Chasing DemonsThe pen flies and another one falls to the floor.Chasing Demons1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
The ink dries and suffocates another through the paper.
As the words leave my head, my mouth, my hand, the sticky tar, the blackness, the darkness inside me begins to wash away, little by little.
The air flows through my lungs and I draw a breath. The first one this morning.
I put my hand to the page to sweep the last few monsters away from my heart and pause to enjoy the quiet. The nagging voice is quiet, the screaming in my ears and heart has stopped.
I take a last breath before plunging back in to restart the process.
ShadowShadow1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Why do I do these horrible things?
These horrible horrible things?
why do I get such pleasure,
by causing so much pain?
I feel my shadow getting darker,
My world so much crueler,
Than the light it held before,
Can I not find my way anymore?
My light is leaving,
Will I just keep fading?
While my shadow is getting darker,
And I am getting leaner?
Is this my fate?
To walk right up to the gate,
The darker than dark gate,
Will I be saved too late?
Before that gate of darkness,
Swallows my conscious,
And I lose myself,
To my other self,
The Other, The Gate, My Evil, My Shadow.
MaskedOutgoing. Confident.Masked2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Just the actress, prepared to act.
Her beautiful gown is splattered with lies,
And her mask is painted with the beautiful colors of deception.
As she speaks the first words, she creates an illusion of excitement and joy.
No one notices; she's even convinced herself she's satisfied.
But in the back of her mind, a single word sounds.
She finishes and takes her seat, flashing that rare smile.
Perhaps real joy will one day shine through the mask.
In case I ever forgetIn case I ever forget myself:In case I ever forget10 months ago in Emotional More Like This
In case I ever forget myself, and lose who I am in the chaos around me; in case one day I wake up and forget that I was once alive; in case one day I drown from the noise in my head; in case one day someone tells me who I should be and I believe them; In case one day I think I'm not good enough and start to believe it:
I like rain walks. I like to feel the water on my skin and the smell in the air and the raindrops clouding up my eyes. I like that I feel alive and close to the earth as I hear the skies rumble and the nonsensical rhythm as the rain falls, not caring where or how it lands.
I love the beach. I love that I never feel too big for the ocean, and that I always feel slightly threatened yet safe standing in the tide. I like the feeling that this world is bigger than we could ever understand.
I love music that makes me cry. That pulls at my heartstrings and refuses to let go because it's what I feel inside. I like when I don't understand how I feel
I awake and the earth is dead I awake and the earth is deadI awake and the earth is dead 10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its life has evaporated
They plundered it
Their persistence unremitting
Surviving their own fragmentation
By storing urine in a refrigerator
And leaving, abandoning the earth
Accelerating their departure
As if the earth is a transient consciousness
Their trajectory pursing an arc
To a timeless interior they flee
I awake and the earth is dead
Doctors say I’m mad
ghosts and mirrorsghost, anyone’s ghost, perhaps your ghostghosts and mirrors10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
steps back from the mirror
a door into the imaginary, an apprehended space
where is visualised a discordant haze
a pulse of implosiveness
that never intersects with anyone
yet stares back at you
releasing a helix cycle of identities
where in indolence cleanses
are made lamentable
with odorous contempt
for the pitiless destinies
of ghosts, anyone’s ghost, perhaps your ghost
If the world ends while I am sleepingIf the world ends while I am sleeping,If the world ends while I am sleeping10 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Please take my hand and lead me through.
If the earth shakes and hearts break,
At least I'll be with you.
I can't sleep at night.I can't sleep at night.I can't sleep at night.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not while fireflies are dancing and the wind and trees are moaning.
The world is calling me.
The moonlight summons me from my bed.
Beautiful ThingsThe end is coming and we both know it.Beautiful Things10 months ago in Emotional More Like This
The exuberance we show is nothing but a mask. A facade to hide the truth we both know: This was never meant to last. It is foolishness to pretend otherwise but the sunset is to beautiful to give up, so we cling to its rays with a desperation that makes the angels cry. This is the most beautiful thing we've known, and beautiful things never seem to stay.
InsanityThat little bit of insanity,Insanity10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
that little bit of dreaming.
We all have that small part of insanity,
that part of us trying to figure out,
and what's not.
That little bit of insanity,
it's what makes us creative,
and lets us imagine beyond what we would,
if we didn't have that insanity.
Insanity isn't so bad.
It's just that child in you,
that is fed up with being forgotten.
Insanity is something that i cherish,
something that lets me think things,
that others would never think is possible.
Some may think that insanity is scary,
others think it's something disgusting.
Insanity is that part of us,
that lets us sing.
That lets us live.
So is it really as fun to be sane?
the vampiresold prayers scuttle,the vampires10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
still the air
and to this quiet place
the unquiet come
those who fall
for they are cursed
who bright their coffins here
and follow water
to its pure black fountain
appear like bats
charred black pages
from a burnt book
darken the twilight sky
turning light to darkness
on the bridge at midnight with bansheesblack shadows spreadon the bridge at midnight with banshees10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
torn from their sleep
anguish etched on their faces
where nightmares have been dumped
create an avenging rage
of systematic hysteria
beyond all human bonds
to the anticipated
repressions of reality
entities whose powers
are not fully grasped
grey noise a menacing presence
anthracitic, their blackest tasks
creating night in the middle of the day
mischievous and malicious
they are no more
than an eternity away
where a box has no mother
black shapes beg
in their furtive
ballet once again
pure with night
sees the scene
Close Yet FarCloser and closerClose Yet Far11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
yet farther away
The friendship we have
does not want to stay
Together and so
it's started to fray
The seams and stitches
From each other
Less and less
we agree and say
Things to each other
now our hearts will stay
yet farther away
Tired of Being AfraidI'm tired of being afraid.Tired of Being Afraid11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm fed up with cowering,
always using the dark as a blanket to hide under,
just like i would do when i was young.
I want to go out in to the light,
not stay here and be afraid of everything.
My childhood fears are always in my head,
You used to be the one that could hold my hand,
and pull me out of the blanket of darkness.
But when you left,
not wanting to protect me anymore,
My heart broke,
and my courage you gave me fell apart.
Now the dark protects me,
but I'm tired of being afraid.
I'm no longer a child,
no longer unable to see something for what it truly is.
I might be afraid,
but I've grown up.
I'm tired of being afraid,
and forgetting what the warm light felt like.
VoidI feel the black breath settle on my neckVoid1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A black sun communicates with me
There is an imaginative power at its source
It is like the purple stain on a drawn wine cork
My vision is occupied by it, it twinkles and crackles
I see a scent hang in the air, an anesthetising intoxicant
Numbing, cold, like watching gargoyles in the street
I know the winds speech it has an oneiric vocabulary
That drifts among the scarlet stained scent
Swirling through my crystallized thought
Causing a pristine vacillation in my mind
That echoes like a vacant cobalt night
Disturbing the fundamental enigma
That is the centre of my being
I close my eyes
GoneTear my heart, piece by pieceGone1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Waiting for the blood to cease
You don't get it and you never will
You will never be able to kill
This spirit of mine
You have stepped out of line
I will no longer let you lead me on
For I'm already gone
I miss you more than you will know
But you're a little too slow
You don't know things until it's too late
So this is your fate
To live without me, and my love
All I can do is shove
Unable to love, it's already gone
I Love You More Than Words Can ShowI love you more than words can showI Love You More Than Words Can Show1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have taken all of your blows
It isn't easy and it's hard to forget
Leaving me with only one regret
I hate those words I said to you
Wishing to start a new
I know there is no turning back
That our love is all black
But is it wrong to want this
Such a simple bliss
To make my broken heart mend
But seems to only be the end
There is a way to fix this mess
However I'm not one to press
AwayTake me away,Away1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to a secret place.
Away from pain,
I'm in the dark,
it's just the start.
I'm ripped apart.
I'm turning black,
there's no turning back.
Creating the poemI watch, wait for himCreating the poem1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Now he is here, floats on my breath
Confiscates my words, holds them
Like a whisper in a rats mouth
His imperishable body is kept on recall
And leaks through me
I see a projection of him, disconnected
A cinematograph, a vision
A vision that will not dematerialise
Yet allows my words to escape
And slink out of drains at noon
Hissing like static interference
As they slither across the page
They allow me to catch the curve of a rainbow
Catch it in my mouth
Denying all realities but my imagination
The words dart along my tongue
Like the shiver of wind across a pond
They form a recreation of heightened moments
Of my consciousness, the weightlessness of inner thought
and the page and I become one, I write