Papered HeartsI cut out paper figuresPapered Hearts6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From the pages of my heart.
They turn into dust,
Heart's FireYou have lit my heart's wickHeart's Fire5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Setting it ablaze with fiery passion
Burning from inside out.
The warmth spreads like a wildfire,
Showing no mercy in it's wake.
From chest cavity to toetips
Burning shades of crimson-orange delight.
Only you can blow out the fire of my heart
For you are the one who ignited its desire.
Broken GlassI almost allowed myself to love youBroken Glass6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I'm glad I didn't fall
Because instead of pretty roses
I got thorns and broken glass.
Love is a gambleLove is a subconscious gamble, with your fragile heart at stake,Love is a gamble5 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
To pursue its indeterminate desire, conscious or not, that it may break.
Ace, joker, queen or king? Whos to know who will win?
In this unpredictable game of love, with players overcome by desperation,
In a game where even clever tactics fail. Win or lose? Thoughts derail.
For whos to blame if you lose the game?
The opponent or the gambler?
The heartbreaker or the lover?
We can only ever hope to win, in this game of wishful sins.
For what we may gain, may just be the greatest fortune that can ever come into our lives.
I Hear...At night I hear the trees cry,I Hear...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The pretty flowers dying
A beautiful tragedy.
At night I hear the birds sleep,
The stars speaking
To my lonely heart.
When sleep finally passes
Night morphs into day
And I can hear the sun screaming.
The stars dissipate, the trees dance,
Birds awake from slumber,
And the flowers come alive.
Just RightYou held my hand just right and we fitted together like hand to glove.Just Right6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You held me just right and we fitted together like fitted sheet to bed.
You kissed me just right and we fitted together like peanut butter to mouth.
You loved me just right and we fitted together...
No words left to describe that four lettered word.
I love you is 8 letters long but so is bullshit.
I guess togetherness was over rated just like love.
Lock Me AwayLock Me Away6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Lock me away inside your heart's encasings.
Throw away the key into the ocean's depths.
The key getting lost within the dust and algae.
Hoping it will never again be found.
Lock me away into your memory
Where I will be burned for eternity.
Never will you rid me and the memories
We once shared as one.
Lock me into your lips in a lip lock
That will last longer than time.
Growing old, world going dark as the sun dies out.
Lips super glued together as we get lost.
Lock me into your soul where no one
Can cut me away once I start to threaten your health.
Hold me close, never letting me fall
Backwards into the ocean's fury.
FeelMy thoughts have been misfiled into subcategoriesFeel6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
That my mind can't seem to ever remember.
So many emotions to feel but I feel numb today.
Can't feel my heart breaking nor can I feel the acid tears burning.
Rolling down past my see through smile.
The fakeness of it all sickens me to the core.
I smile today just to hide beind the sadness that
Has etched its way into my bitter heart.
I walk in the rain to hide the tears that fall
Who would notice the difference anyways?
Mascara and eye liner running wild, mixing with the saltiness.
My raccoon eyes I'd like to call them.
Hiding behind a facade, behind the sadness inside my eyes.
The smile tells the lies but the eyes tell the truth.
No happiness here, it checked out last night.
Cut You AwayCut You Away6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I thought I could cut you away
From my heart, memories, and soul
But the small fragments of you were
So far embedded I couldn't pry you out.
Like a stubborn weed in a beautiful garden
You refused to budge and come out.
So I left you there because I got weak from trying.
I thought I could cut you away
But instead I am left with a
Bloody mess on tiled floors.
Used clean white towels to wipe up the blood
And I swear I saw fragments of you
Smiling up at me mocking me.
So I cut even deeper just to rid myself of you.
I thought I could cut you away
But am left with scarred wrists.
No feeling left in my chest cavity
That once was a safe haven
For my fragile heart.
But it didn't survive the heart break abuse
That it sustained a thousand times over again.
FlagMy flag was steeped in the red dye.Flag4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was laying it on my knees,
and after that I was lifting it to my face, absorbing its smell.
I was holding her close and I was falling asleep with her.
She was a duvet, my shelter
my shield protecting me (no monster from behind the door could harm me).
It was warm, pretty pleasant
and I was happy, that it was with me, that it was stroking my hair.
Now I see it flaunting,
and I wish I could touch it;
it's far away and at most I can only brush it with my pads.
It will hurt me a bit, the blood drops will appear -
and I will nurse a grievance, that it doesn't remember me.
I'm sad, flag, thay you've spurned me so much,
that I always was for you only a little dot, one from many
I'm still a little child -
and I miss you, flag.
Even Stars CryStars cry at the peak of midnightEven Stars Cry6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Their tears trickle down with grace
I stand beneath the naked sky
To capture each droplet of rain
For their tears wash away our sorrows
And remind us from time to time
That even the most beautiful of all
Have grieving moments in life
So when you feel sadness
Let yourself cry
And when you feel happiness
Let yourself smile
With rain comes sunshine
With gloom comes bliss
So embrace every moment
And never forget to breathe
For every experience is a memory
And every feeling is a gift
And without the company of each other
We wouldnt learn the true meaning of peace.
Happiness Is FakeEvery smile you give pains my heartHappiness Is Fake6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For I can't stand seeing you happy.
Every tear I shed makes me smile
For I can't stand seeing myself happy.
Dance.I want to dance on the moons rays,Dance.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the clouds tears,
Across rainbow filled skies.
The Time GuardiansThe Time Guardians6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
...as I rounded the bend I stopped suddenly in shock. There, slap bang in the middle of the road, were two doors, virtually identical in style and size except that one was black and one green. They glowed brightly with a strange iridescent light that spilt out across the tarmac like blood gushing from a wound. It both disturbed and fascinated me.
Stunned, I dared to take a step closer and no sooner had I done so, two women dressed in black peered out from behind each door, as if my movement had triggered them into action. I gasped, half in surprise, half in horror, when I realised that they both looked exactly like me.
"Who are you?" I heard myself whispering hoarsely.
The me from the black door smiled, although it seemed mocking somehow. "We are the Time Guardians," she revealed in all seriousness and it was unsettling to realise that even her voice sounded like mine. And I represent your past.
The me from the green door merely nodded, seeming more guarded. "And I represen
AeltornAu commencement des temps et des mondes régnait le Néant, mémoire de tout ce qui fut, de tout ce qui n'est plus et, de même, origine de ce qui n'est pas encore, de ce qui sera.Aeltorn5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Aux confins de cette non-existence, une conscience s'éveilla et le Néant disparut.
D'abord timide, cette conscience observa l'univers qui l'entourait, craintive de cette génération spontanée qui venait de lui donner naissance.
Autour d'elle tant de mondes, tant de concepts et d'éléments avaient vu le jour en même temps qu'elle s'était éveillée. Tous ne demandaient qu'à être et à devenir.
La conscience s'aperçut alors qu'elle n'était pas le seul être pensant de cet univers que d'autres était près d'elle. Instinctivement, elle chercha à se bâtir une identité, une apparence qui la présenterait tout en la différenciant de ses consurs.
Elle prit la place central