I Love YouI love you more than anythingI Love You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
more than anyone,
I'll miss you more than I miss anything,
even the bliss that I had lost
I want you more than my hidden desires
that tug at my aching heart
But it seems that you have ran off,
out of my arms,
and out of sight
And I'm sorry
for saying all the wrong words,
and being all the wrong things.
I love you
so even if you don't come back,
my love will forever be for no one but you.
You and ILingering through my dreams,You and I1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Grasping my hand,
in a gentle dance,
across the field of swaying flowers.
Holding you close,
embracing against the shine of the sun,
soothed by the touch of the wind.
And laying in the rain,
just you and I,
hoping to be yours till the end of time.
I close my eyes,
till the beating of the rain
I don't careI no longer careI don't care1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's just a mere wound,
just another drop of blood,
and just a little sob.
It becomes routine,
part of the coldness of your hearts.
Please tell me why God has chosen me
to live on this planet.
Somberly, along this oppressive path.
I wanted nothing.
And you got everything.
WaitI have to take a second look,Wait1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
delve into the past that has shaped the sufferings of my mind,
I stepped on the shards of the mirror,
my blood covers the floor.
I realize that I am barefoot, that I am not breathing.
Who is this?
A scar sits upon my chest, from where I attempted
to pierce my lungs,
but the few tears I cried
were those of happiness.
What have I become?
I am confused,
all the papers have been scattered, and I search
for the one that bears the truth,
as soon as the building is set to flames.
I inhale the smoke.
Too familiar of a feeling.
To Whom it Doesn't ConcernHello.To Whom it Doesn't Concern1 year ago in Letters More Like This
I've truly realized how none of you care.
You act as if you do, but in the end, you are concerned with no one but yourselves.
I had never asked for much. A simple kindness was worth too much to give, it seems, but I understand.
I wasn't the person you were looking to give it to.
I learned that I've never wanted to be.
Never wanted to breathe, never wanted to live.
Mostly because, there is nothing worth living for, not even myself.
Why must I suffer? Why do I let myself face this agony and this pain?
You say that this is selfish, because it'll only inflict pain upon others, but there'll be none.
Because you don't care.
It is selfish of you to degrade me for wanting release, for letting me crumble and wither away.
But you don't care.
You're just like everyone else. And hopefully you will suffer just as much as I have to.
It's unbearable. It's indescribable.
It's consumed me.
I've turned into this monster.
And it's time that I rid the world of it.
Phantomsdriving to schoolPhantoms2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
still half in my dreams
the road seems way too bright
have you figured out yet?
I am nonsense
so my borders shake and veer
my heart almost beats a rhythm
to and from your door
why am I
to these phantoms
small enough?Am Ismall enough?4 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Small enough to fit
inside your heart
like the pain you hold so near?
small enough to fit inside
that bottle you caress within five shaking
that can't stop what they've started.
Small enough to hide inside
the bruises and cuts that
you can't forget
and still think you deserve
Small enough to be the one you put into your back pocket
like the cents you ask to borrow to get on a one way train
and you don't want to go where it's taking you.
small enough to add to your collection
of people who didn't leave you
small enough to fit in the tear that falls when you
reach inside of your heart
to find the razor blade has taken the place
of the words you had but are now gone
because it's over
am I small enough
to not cause you more than a pin-prick of pain
when I make a mistake
because I may be small
but I love you
more than the space I don't want to
HazinessHaziness of the lights, blurred visionHaziness1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
breath shortened to weak rasps,
hands frail, the weapon is dropped,
and into the room the rest run.
Faces looming above, they stare you down,
eyes filled with fight, tears falling,
echoing in the chambers of my mind.
Cloth to neck,
panic and fury,
our eyes meet.
Slight smile, clothing is colored bright.
Final sight of your lips, and darkness floods,
as faint sirens screech
in the distance.
Coolingmy plans broke apartCooling3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
like hard packed snow
beneath your heel
like soft charred wood
in a cooling flame
like fragile glass wings
in a child's fist
I broke apart
like ten thousand hearts
when I stopped loving you
where I come fromMaybe tomorrowwhere I come from2 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Maybe next month or someday
I will be able to stand up
and tell you where I come from.
Until then, my words are my
they are my bravery and courage
hope and life. They are me.
I would say
that I come from
two lungs buried far beneath musky dirt
two hands wrapping around faith and fear
two intestines; one big enough to devour
your every thought
and the other small enough to cradle
what you say is love.
But I realized that you cannot make
homes out of humans
and I should've known this was not acceptable.
I come from
two small windows peaking out over
an empty lot
two small eyes staring out at me
from the night
two small street lights to light my way HOME.
I come from a little white box
just big enough for my sister's eyes,
my mother's hands
her lovers smoke
and my words.
In this place
I am who I want to be
and I can tell you I am strong
lie and say I have my thoughts
because I come from a place of make-believe.
I come from a speck of l
time is a tornado.time is a tornadotime is a tornado.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
that brings destruction and demolition
as all tornadoes do
they rip holes in brick walls
carefully sealed together
by the calloused hands of man
once it was a simple breeze
that breathed upon the sunshine rays
of my fresh apple childhood
before it was ridden with worms
that rotted its thick skin
slowly, slowly, the wind
and began to swirl
stealing away my held breath
so time is a tornado
and it's all
ComaI've fallen into an endless pit of fury and despair,Coma1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I stumbled- I'm sorry, do you hear me- I stumbled and fell in,
Head first, arms tightly tied behind my back,
wrists held together by the ropes of confusion and burning hatred
of all that I wished never to have done.
I am mindless, a slave to you all,
nothing but a spirit restlessly lurking in a world, unloved and alone,
had wished for nothing but another to walk along my path, the both of us, hand-in-hand,
as we watch the sun take its cache behind the world.
The breath of life slowly flows through my arms, then seeps out of my fingertips as I struggle
to take another breath, just for another glimpse of your flawless face.
Wishing to never have been born, never to have lived to see another day,
because all is lost, my world has been drained of color,
and is slowly collapsing underneath the weight of my own agony.
This suffering- I deserve,
all the more as you deserve your peace and love,
and though I'd do anything to release myself of
IllusionIridescent illusions fleeting across a crumbling path,Illusion1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
as trembling hands sew
what is left of
a lovely visage.
that send the world
falling to its knees,
as the backdrop of the universe
bends against the will
of its god,
and the fear-stricken children
of this realm are demolished
upon swimming in never-ending flows
of hate and ignorance.
Open your eyes,
all that seems to be beneficial
to your rotting human existence,
will drain you of your will to live.
Your body, like the discards of a dull record
on a lifeless day,
will be disposed of
like the waste of flesh that it is.
The Face that Stares BackI lie to the face that stares back,The Face that Stares Back1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
To retain its false happiness
and though it never lasts,
the dreadful satisfaction
is all that keeps it
I turn away from its cold stare,
and run, but it follows,
yearning for my love.
Shatter the mirror.
It mocks me.
I Don't Have A Title For This OneDon't say helloI Don't Have A Title For This One1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
If you can't
Handle a goodbye,
Put up with the rain,
Hide your broken memories
With tears the rain hides..
Love, pain happiness..
If a hello comes again..
Wasn't the last one
No DirectionThe lights are goneNo Direction1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is no
"Directional" path anymore..
Is pitch black,
All the stars
Have faded or fell
Is sititched into
Time won't heal
Constantly take me prisoner,
The steel lock
Is right there..
Yet the key,
Is no where to be seen..
The Last GenerationThis is the last generationThe Last Generation1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
This is the last generation to hear the sounds
of dial up
of printers going back and forth as they print out yet another page of your dad's report
of "I want to be the very best like no one ever was..."
This is the last generation to see the sights
of a lost world
of how bad VCR tapes were
of one of the most impacting times of our entire lives happen before our very eyes 2001
of what Windows 2000 looked like
This is the last generation to use objects now lost to time it self
to use a Gameboy color when it was the best hand held out there
to play a Playstation when it was new
to play Halo the first First-Person-shooter to make an impression on the Xbox
to learn how to use the internet before knowing what it was
This is the last generation to learn how to send "snail mail" before we knew what email was
This is the last generation to learn to speak before we can text
This is the last generation to write before we call
This is the last generation to lear
The Architectswe were born and abandoned in the killing fields.The Architects1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
the lost sons and daughters, left behind.
we spent our days looking over the fence
because the carnage was always fresher on the other side.
so here we are, we tore the fence down,
we dug trenches in the streets, and fought with sticks and stones.
we built our own walls, to keep the wolves at bay.
we are the gods of the ghetto, this is our city now.
we call it Neverland, because we can never leave,
if we step outside, god rest our restless souls.
the monsters are fierce behind the mortar.
we fight, we bleed, we destroy, we rebuild.
we will live, we will die, we will kill and be killed.
we are the architects of this house of terrors,
you are the one who left us here.
we burned your churches, set fire to your mosques,
we don't need your gods, our spirits are far beyond lost.
we are the children you sacrificed on your blind altars,
the smoke filled the sanctuaries.
we fight, we bleed, we destroy, we rebuild.
we will live, we will die, we w
Being a revolutionHe loves the American spirit, but even more he likes being a revolution.Being a revolution1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It was me that ruined it for him, it was me that ruined it for him.
He got a guitar, quit his job and ran off to Arizona.
He played three chords, and he struck a chord with several kids.
soon he had a following. Soon he had some friends.
He loves the American spirit, but even more he likes a revolution.
InnocenceThe innocence of a child is precious to keep...Innocence2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When getting older, it seems to disappear
Or to be hidden from the world
Like a precious jewel
A jewel that withers away
Or shattered by the loss of it
Keeping it is hard to maintain
When showing it to the right people, they would love and embrace it
While showing it to the wrong people, they would either take it away or use your good nature
Never really know who to trust anymore
I look through you, I see your cold pierce eyes and a smirk on your face
Laughing on the inside seeing how I can be so childish
You can't understand how hard it is to keep it
You probably loss your innocence a long time ago
Though I feel sorry for you that you can't ever get it back
Forever having this empty hole that can never be fulfil
Looking at you, I feel that I need to help you but you turn away
The truth is you need my help but you are just afraid
Afraid of getting hurt again
You grew up too fast and I haven't
I am just a child at heart while you are shatt
PastThe past is the pastPast2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That's what they said
The past is the past
No reason to be sad
The future is tomorrow
Today a glorious gift
Prepare for tomorrow
It will give you a lift
Don't wonder about yesterday
It's never to return
Embrace the coming day
That's what you need to learn
Behind you is Forever Gone
In front of you Success
Bear the pain and be it gone
The pieces of your mess
The past is the past
Whichever path you took
The past is the past
Don't you dare to look
To sleep as Autumn comes.When autumn comesTo sleep as Autumn comes.2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Let me discover my roots as a blade of grass
In the wild grass - as a converse.
In woods when trees start shedding their leaves;
In prairies when horses lose their taste for grazing;
On the roadside when men stop mowing:
We shall be free, wild in the open air.
As grassroots we enjoy our common ground.
Together we lie down on the earth to look out.
Our soul is soil.
In the sound of waves from distant mountains
The sight of moonbeams from deep oceans
The smell of violent winds from empty skies
We recall our journey as a blade of grass.
As a raindrop, a cloud, and morning mist;
A tree, a flower, moss or a rock
As a bee, a dragonfly, a June bug or an earthworm
So we roamed the world endlessly.
So many beings, so many lives in a single blade of grass
So many grassroots to preserve topsoil, protect our wild "earth household."
Hundreds and thousands of uncommon grassroots
linked underground in solidarity and harmony with all beings..
In the changing landscape of green, yello
God will destroy us first.My name is unknown to all.God will destroy us first.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I choose to hide behind a disguise.
Running away from judgments
and the ocean of stone-black lies.
Judgment day descends on to earth.
The tumbling tears trickle from the skies.
Drowning the screams of the humans,
derived from the burning sensation.
The fire drips down to the earth's surface,
Debris flies to every corner, killing -
The humans run like scattered mice to
Save their poor and unworthy lives.
Watching from above, the earth's destruction.
Shaking my head of an obvious disapproval.
There was so much potential, all gone.
What has happened to the globe of life?
He deemed us a lost cause for the future.
Because our lives have revolved so much
Around the destruction of others and more.
This is why he must destroy us first.
God has destroyed human civilisation.
Without leaving us time to bid goodbyes,
the intensifying heat leaves the remains -
the remains of an ocean of stone-black lies.
Known All Along"I feel it should be white. We call it white because we need a word, but it's true name is nothing. Black is the absence of light, but white is the absence of memory, the color of can't remember." ~SKKnown All Along2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Where are you.
Who are you.
What is lost.
Where is it.
Where am I.
What are you.
Who am I.
A white expanse of nothing. Barren and empty, exhausted from material. Desolate. Uninhabited and bare. Nothing but white.
A blinding color it is, for there was nothing else. The only solidarity and definite complex was the floor, although it was not visible, for it was of the same pallor and shade as the environment hovering above.
It was both haunting, and achingly alone. Lonesome maybe, but that would be up to the being viewing this now.
Would that be me. Or them. Or it. Him or her.
I think it should be me. Because I see it now.
It hurts, but what about it did.
I was alone.
Maybe that hurt me.
Speaking in firs