My Sweetest FriendSoftly whispering in my earMy Sweetest Friend1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Playing with a lock of my hair
Gently holding me to you
Caressing me your hands so smooth
I didn't know what to do
I joked and laughed and talked to you
Confused and hurt you went away
Back to your dorm, there you stayed
I never knew quite what I had
More than a friend, you made me glad
Paper WingsThe legs that ran but did not break,Paper Wings1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Went further than the cherub's gait,
A masterpiece eclipsed by the unberable bay.
Paper wings pure and unstained
Did flutter, in the mist of dark,
A child's meloncholia, lost in her heart,
And she fell through the tempered stars.
Stain red, the legs that did not start,
And inject the darkness of your soul
Into the bond that couldn't hold,
And break it, cast among the shoals
Of heaven, where the angels soar
Above golden rivers flowing deep,
I pray for you your wings to keep,
So I can tear them off, you see,
We have no use for paper wings.
Broken by a new pup's cry,
Cast your heart into the night,
Abandon it and see it die,
For you long for this pup's eyes
So pure and kind and unrepelled
Of the sights that once put you through hell,
Unsuspicious, trusting, left the empty shell
And then pretended that it felt
The darkeness of another's soul,
When its paper wings, unstained and whole,
Longing for an unachievable goal,
Flutter over the monster's role.
I woke up.I woke up.I woke up.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I woke up this morning, trembling and sad
My heart beating hard, trying to stand
I woke up this morning I want you to know
I don't have aspirations like you have known
All I know is how to stand
To take a hit and just keep going
I'm a dim light bulb in a bright room just trying to make my last stand
Only aspirations I've had are the one's given me by the back of another mans hands
I don't know what it's like
To have something that drives you forward that you take because it's your light
All know is to fight, to take blows, to push forward
To take another hit, keep fighting, stand up because you there
I want to be like you
I want the comments, the faves, the critics to see me
See all the things I'm carrying inside the things that I see!
Cause you see..
I may be just a dim light bulb in a brightly lit room.
But sometimes the dim can shed a little light too
no one is ever going to want memaybe onceno one is ever going to want me1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
this would've been
but i'm crying &
my face is scrunched
like a red rag
in the sink
slumped beneath a leaky
my hands are shaking
maybe i could make
but what i have
you won't like
and do you want them too?
stealing & paying
pressing bottles and
pictures to my sternum
maybe it's the silence
the tumult of words down
the sink and
across the floor
the empty heads
i was pretty then
bird-legs and stilted poems
numbering stars and
crushing books between
but no not today
i'm a husk
waiting for everything
to destroy me
to prick a hole
start an earthquake
BrokenEmpty, distraught, laid bare, cleavedBroken1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
off my skin. Crumbling to the weight
of reality. Crushing dreams which outweigh
thoughts of utopia. Life's cumbersome
relief, falling apart. My knees stagger
along. Treading roads meant to hurt.
Pain unbearable felt with every piercing
stride. Bleeding me dry, I have nothing
left to give. Empty a vessel carrying hope.
Moving, crawling, squirming forward. The
dirt moving through the skin infecting the
flesh. Spoiling the purity that had once existed
in places shut out from the barren scapes of
reality. An idealist who does not realize; reality
paints a bleak picture on a canvas that is fading.
A dream world cascading in an illusion of life
which was meant to be. Reaching out desperately.
Trying to hold on as the world sees the crimson
clot which covers my naked body. Cheering on
a brutal song which echoes about in a deaf
man's ear. Forever heard as the rumbling cuts
through whatever is left to give to these empty
fields. As the dust gathers around c
Silent AbuseI am a victim of your abuse.Silent Abuse1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am your prisoner, trapped and bound in a cage.
Addicted to your harm.
I cannot see.
I cannot hear.
I cannot talk.
For I am blinded by my faith.
Paralyzed and broken,
I will continue to suffer in silence.
Praying that you will realize
My silent screams belong to you
The Girl With 100 NamesThere goes the girl with 100 names,The Girl With 100 Names1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
walking off into the world with nothing but fear.
What do they think of her outfit today?
Does she even fit in here?
In front of her are unfamiliar faces,
that blaze with judging eyes,
but what they say behind her back,
might come as a surprise.
She's pretty, she's smart,
I love her sense of style,
cute, adorable friendly,
with the most heart-warming smile.
She's darling, she's talented,
with a voice like sweet honey,
lovely, beautiful, sunny.
She's got so much potential,
she's keen and bright,
her seemingly lonely eyes,
possess a sort of light.
She's encouraging she's funny,
she's gorgeous and charming,
she's kind to those around her,
my, my, what a darling.
But she turns a deaf ear,
and a blind eye,
she thinks that every compliment,
is a degrading lie.
There goes the girl with 100 names,
walking off into the world with nothing but fear,
still lonely and searching,
for those words she refuses to hear.
Celestial MigrationI tumble on rubbery legsCelestial Migration1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Drunk on the world.
Exuberant stars dangle from my ears,
Brushing red boils across my skin.
I fancy myself a Queen among women,
Traipsing coquettishly, a conqueror
Over uneven streets.
The impetuous sun
Spins at the touch
Of my fingertips.
Heat clasps my ankles
Slithers up bronze legs
Seeks what man cowers from.
Brittle wings are swallowed by hates' maw,
A blue whale grasping for satiety,
Feathers coil and wither,
Papery parchment crumbles over the Aegean sea.
Translucent, mocking, the sky plummets
Scatters like diamonds
Beneath the celestial sphere.
My heart consists of
Withered orchid petals
Trembling beneath Helios’ breath.
My tongue is laden with Nutmeg
Have the Queen’s words
Throttled your impatient courage?
Give me a swing of
That bottle of acrid serenity
Does Death Hurt?Does death hurt?Does Death Hurt?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the knife digs into flesh
do you fall into your knees in pain
or simply in shock of motion?
When you slip away in the dark of sleep
does the dream still remain
as you travel to worlds unknown?
When the drugs hit your body
does your heart stop suddenly
or can you feel the imminent end?
When the noose slips tight
does your head feel heavy
and your limbs feel numb?
When the water rushes in
to the castle only of air
can you feel your breath cut off?
When the dirt piles over
and the air runs out
can you feel the choking?
So riddle me this,
oh master of death,
does it hurt to die?
ThirteenThirteen days to make the world-Thirteen1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
thirteen ways to break the mold
Thirteen forces driving life-
thirteen horses riding death
Thirteen merits giving way-
thirteen spirits fighting back
Thirteen dimes spent on words-
thirteen rhymes break on thoughts
Thirteen shadows passing by-
thirteen fellows climbing high
A thousand words can’t make a picture-
thirteen words could make a scripture
Deep into another year
nothing here is left to fear-
past thirteen it all ends here.
Little Fragile ThingAs I watch all theseLittle Fragile Thing1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cannot help but wonder
Do they know we’re all
Made of glass?
Have they heard the silent tone
After we carelessly rushed to break
Against hearts of stone
Although we knew what’s at stake?
Do they know the price
He had to pay
Just to make her stay
Just one more day?
Have they felt the little girl bleeding?
If tears left scars her face would be full of them,
Because she was pleading
But the woman beside her never woke up.
As I watch all these
I cannot help but wonder
Do they know how fragile is
That little beating part
How fragile is
A human heart?
the long way hometoday i threw half mythe long way home1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and waited for 25'000
people like you
jump off roofs and
stick their heads
(even when you put them
life's already hard enough
without trying to
what all your curtains
i am guilty
of forgetting about
the kettle boils
like my head on a pillow
you will never
see them again
or the fears that wonder
Wasted Words.Wasted Words.Wasted Words.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
We wait for the last possible moment.
Even when confronting our opponents.
How we truly feel.
We hide behind our counterfeit expressions.
Conceal and contain our countless confessions.
Failing to announce,
What our mouths long to pronounce.
We purposely squander opportunities.
Maintaining our positions within our communities.
Avoiding any disclosure,
Reducing the risk of exposure.
We use humour to dilute what we actually say.
Because the truth does not have to be revealed today.
We know there always is a tomorrow,
So today has not got to be filled with sorrow.
We wait and wait.
Stall and prolong.
Until it’s too late
And the moment has gone.
There is never a convenient time.
For us to say what is really on our minds.
It takes the sight of a death bed.
Faces Of MineFaces Of Mine1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Faces Of Mine
A smile once so true
It changed direction over time
I knew it was there because of you
But it was just belief based from a lie
Hope cannot be granted
And then stripped away
You have left my core tainted
With these wicked games that you play
May it be a lesson
Or turn it into fact and truth
Love won't be as important
As I use these scars as my proof
These eyes were once so hopeful
It was considered the rise after the fall
But my tears became unfaithful
As pain plunged out of my skull
No passion for the heart / No light for the dark
No love for the liars / No guilt for the defilers
No truth for the corrupted / No solace for the hatred
No burden for the betrayers / No shame for the usurpers
An innocent outlook on life
Once so pure and whole
But now it's twisted to survive
There is no caring anymore
Forced to adapt to cruelty
I injected ice into my veins
I changed my perception of reality
I will be the one nightmare you have made
Human nature is to blame
Love Makes Us Coldhe was a boyLove Makes Us Cold1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
driving in the Daytona 500
and just when you
think he's about to slow down
for you to climb in
he drops his motor to
and tells you
"I'm sorry that I love you."
and speeds away
while your palms are
into the door
your knees drag against
because you scraped your knees
falling for him
I can't let go and you can't hold on
banged on the glass
"let me in!"
shook your head
"you'll only get hurt."
and then I release,
tossed in a ditch
only half way to my home
are you afraid of me or love?
The Ending - Four Word PoemItThe Ending - Four Word Poem1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
FaithGod and angels, some nice dreamsFaith1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Some imaginary friends
I am tearing my own limbs
Because you'll tell me to bend.
But I'll never do it again
Because all you've done is lie.
I'll write it down with a pen:
"I'm really not scared to die".
I've already begged so much
To show some mercy on me
I'll never feel again his touch
But that's the way I want to be.
The devil is my new choice
Maybe it will be more kind,
Starting hearing a weird noise
Maybe it is just my mind...
Thank You For BreathingI’m that trickle down your neck last week when you got upset.Thank You For Breathing1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
That friend you’ve never met;
That kid you teased for being a teachers pet.
That kid who stays quiet when you get on his nerves;
The one who never got picked first;
The best at being last; Never been late for class; never got noticed for staying on task.
Know that’s there’s something special about being different.
I can’t explain it; not sure if it’s a gift or curse. It’s
Something about it makes me want to pick up a pen and write verses.
I feel like maybe God entrusted this mission to us; something more than Church.
Something more than the outside can comprehend and so we lock ourselves in a hurricane.
To bring tears to its eye; Teen angst at its worst.
But before sunshine; the storm will always be first.
Life’s a game of stamina. Do you have the strength to run?
Life’s a game of stamina. Do you have the strength to run?
This is dedicated to the scars on every teen
Automatic"Darling"Automatic1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
In perfect syncopation with
Glass shattering in my bloodstream
Distance and indifference
Bleeding through the wallpaper
As I bend silver hair clips into geometric nonsense
Your fingerprints indelible on my jawline
"I was never"
The taste of ammunition
"Angry at you."
As raw broken bones
Fractured clear through the marrow.
Tick-Tock!Time was designed by a madman,Tick-Tock!1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who tinkers his torture with care;
For in a stroke of a clock and a ‘Tick-Tock!’
We are trapped in a snare!
And like a trance,
We prance and play
But pray the day
Of doom isn’t here;
But with time,
We’re lined with a sign
So kind to remind
'The end draws near!'
Time was designed by a madman,
Who moves us mortals in fear;
So if you are wrought with a tick of a clock,
Then live your life with great care!
Cauterize the WoundLike the deepest woundCauterize the Wound2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Emotional despair takes too long to heal
Moving on seems impossible
When the pain is still present
Like a severed limb
We must cauterize the wound
The pain immense
But less so than continuing on this way
The hot iron touching the exposed flesh
Soldering dead skin together
Through the pain we realize
The mistake we made was never worth making
But how are we to know?
Illusions of decency
Which never existed
An empty void remains
Even if metaphorically our wounds are cauterized
The scar remains
Remembrance of a heinous past
Never seem to forget
But to endure we must accept more of it
The pain of letting go
Cauterize the wound and let go