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The Day And The Hour Are Hers...The Day And The Hour Are Hers...5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
On a day very still, very cold, very pale,
I see the shadows gather up her shape
In the frost-bitten garden where she paces, alone,
Her long black tresses stirring in the ghost of a breeze
As she wraps a cloak of midnight velvet
About her tall and slender body,
Her bare feet crushing the snow!
She laughs at the cold, her eyes glittering
As she casts a spell of enchantment weird
Over her beloved town--Upon each roof-top,
Imps and bogles dance, picking their noses
And smearing the results on the frosty window-panes
While a herd of screaming phookas galumph madly
Up and down the twilit streets
As ghosts and vampires rise solemnly from ancient to
Real Woman"This is how you should do your hair"Real Woman8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
'But I don't like how that looks.'
"You should put this in it to make it shine and stay."
'But it smells and feels awful..'
"This foundation will hide any imperfections."
'But it feels like frosting all over my face…'
"And this blush will make you look girlish and pretty too."
'But it tickles and makes the first stuff feel worse….'
"This eyeshadow will make your eyes more dramatic."
'But I don't need to look dramatic…..'
"And this eyeliner will draw more attention to your eyes."
'But that feels weird and I'm tearing up…...'
"And this mascara will make your lashes look longe
Let's write about trees There is someone that I once knew. She was tall, and strong. She stood through all the bad that life threw at her. She was a lonesome young thing, secluded from all by a fence and a field.Let's write about trees4 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She often got to see horses. How she loved those horses. They would play in her shade as fillies or colts, and rested against her trunk as mares and stallions.
Occasionally a wandering soul would press their hand against her branches, feeling her bark, rough on their thin skin. Sometimes, their face would twist in disgust as something wriggled between them. That wriggling creature was a bug. She housed many of them.
But to the more daring, she was like
To You4 months ago in Free Verse
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What About Peace?Peace. It's one of those words that we all use, but rarely understand. We hear of Peace, and imagine a puddle, not realising that in truth, Peace is an ocean. Opinions stretching for miles. And it is as beautiful as the puddle is plain.What About Peace?4 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
There are few people who truly wish for Peace to dissolve into nothing. We all want Peace, we just cannot agree on the terms. Even the great Dictators that placed fear in the mouth of the world with their rampages want Peace. They want to rule everything. Perhaps it is the ones who fight against these 'tyrants' who are destroying our hope for Peace. If they lay down their killing machines and rose the white f
A Siren's CallA Siren's Call9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Visions of madness shimmer in silvery skies
Horizons of passion drown in timeless beauty
There is a voice so pure that can melt a Sun,
a fragrance so luring that can reap mortal breath
Once thou hath gazed into the eyes of a Siren,
love befalls in a kiss, upon whispers of death
An endless ocean swirls, ethereal waves bewail
— the sound of her cry haunts eons of dreams
In the deepest abyss, my soul shall forever sail
For a thousand years, I drifted in her song —
lost in restless fever of wanton seas
Gently I reached towards her long silvery hair;
embroidered in tempest of Love's odyssey
Tears of sapphire jewel oceans d
Tides of Earth and SkyTides of Earth and Sky1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the ache of soul carried the torch of dreams into the sky
Upon scent of mortal thirst — destiny whispered in myriad
rapture of folding tides..
Lo the mythic shore, where I — a phantasm of love bleeds
into the ether of velvet sky & ocean hymn...
Lost in the wine of omni-dreaming, for our passion tis but
the humble audience of eternity
In jeweled horizons the Goddess feasts; her gaze I cannot flee
I have crossed oceans of time & drank the song of worlds
My spirit forever slain in the beauty of her immortal sea
— Arthur Crow © 2012
A Difficult NovelYou are extremely hard to read.A Difficult Novel1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your not a picture book
Like I am used to
You are an encyclopedia of secrets
As they live in each page of your heart
With each chapter password protected
There is no way I will ever know
Until you tell me first
So I can experience you
Just like you've experienced me
The turmoils
The random thoughts
The heartaches
As you listened to my work
Be a reflection of my heart
You got to know me
From cover to cover.
The Color of Humanity. Black is the color of our silenceThe Color of Humanity.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
it drips over tamed land like the night sky
looming and serpentine
weaving between the rocks and crevices,
humming it's perfumed song.
It's like an exotic dancer's
swirling skirts
seducing the mind into tranquil bliss,
whilst infecting the soul with anxiety,
swollen with hostility and sorrow.
For it's the perfect shade of our heartbreak,
lurking in the deep recesses of our mind
it waits because it's a patient color,
but when slipped on it can transform you
into a panther,
hunting to enter our emotions.
Black is a brittle pillar,
broken and eroded by time,
and it towers over everything,
f
The madnessthis madness holds secretsThe madness2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
unknown by me
unknown by you
but yet we are part of the madness
and only we together will make it out alive.
The devil himself bought us anything we wanted
We didnt even have to ask
he just knew
like he could he read our minds
Every wish, every command
was giving to us
We knew by his acts of kindness
we were going to die soon
might as well go off with a bang
he always said
and snickered under his breath
I didnt think he knew
that we knew what was really going on
but, it doesnt take a rocket scientist to know
that the devil is NEVER nice
Devil May CareThey ask me the same thing every time. It's getting rather boring, rather predictable. It never changes.Devil May Care10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Why are you crying, Angel?" That's what they always call me. Angel. It doesn't matter where they're from, how they're raised. Thay all just assume that my name is Angel.
But it's not. Angel is what I am, not who I am. People see the robe, and the wings, and it's automatically, 'Oh, she's an angel, so that must be her name.' It's all very tiring.
No, I much prefer the times when I hide among them. When I can wear a pair of sneakers, jeans, and a bulky hoodie, and they all think I'm just another slightly chubby teenage girl. Better than
A Menagerie AwaitsYou feel apprehensive, coming all the way from Wales to the diner capital of the world. In the center of the concrete parking lot lies a dull building of pale white, but the top of the building is draped with the pattern of a blue hot air balloon gone flat. The bland plastic sign above the entrance reads “Fountain Bleu”.A Menagerie Awaits1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
You climb up a few concrete steps and open the glass door. You tilt your head at the old video game machines inside of Galaga and Ms. Pac-man, ‘pews’ of lasers echoing in the small waiting room. You are greeted with no line for the register, so you take the invitation from no one and enter the establi
Your A BitchBitches will be bitchesYour A Bitch1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
And always be
I can be one,
But that’s not me
Until you wake up the enter bitch that is inside of me.
Game Changerswe're stupid, we're lameGame Changers2 months ago in Editorial More Like This
we're only beginners in this game
we're trying to win
but crying within
i promise you, we'll never be the same
because times like these
bring out the best
we're on our knees
this is the final test
we'll show the world
we'll show them all
we walk, heads held high,
we who once struggled to crawl
Addiction I don'tAddiction3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
want
it
I simply
crave
it
I don't
need
it
My whole body aches
for
it.
I can't
escape
it.
I long
for
it.
I think I'm in
love
with
it.
HAPPY LIFEHAPPY LIFEHAPPY LIFE2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Happy Life,
Great Illusion
Killer's Knife,
Mind Pollution
Nice Smile,
Great Ammusion
People Die,
In Their Confusion
Souls Dirty,
In The Night
Have You Ever
Felt The Light?
Angels Cry
In The Night
Did You Ever
Give A Fight?
Demons Bored,
Ready To Kill
We Didn't Find
Other Heal.
A CUP OF TEAA CUP OF TEAA CUP OF TEA2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There's no future ahead
and you sleep on your bed
There is blood on the street
and you fight with your shit
Too much horror this life
and you kiss your wife.
There's no hope in my song,
I don't need to be strong
There's no sorrow in my Love!
There's no time above!
No more people to touch
and you're eating your lunch
Don't cut your bread into half,
there's no need to be tough
There's no fight you can give,
There's no chance, we won't live.
There's no way, we can't flee,
The end is coming, yet we're free
Pull the curtain, stay to see
and I'll bring a cup of tea.
There's no hope in my song,
I don't need to be strong!
Pul
Pieces of chessKings and pawns are all the samePieces of chess1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All but pieces in a game
A stroke of luck
A touch of ill fate
Decides in the end who will be
Checkmate
No One CaredI am troubled, confused, lost,No One Cared10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Alone, depressed, and distressed.
A step away from despair,
An inch away from desolation.
I am the boy at school,
Alone at a lunch table.
No one comes near,
No one cares.
I am the boy at the library,
Reading my troubles away.
No one stops by,
No one cares.
I am the boy at home,
Without friends, stuck.
No one invites me over,
No one cares.
I am the boy in his room,
Lying on his bed,
Tears streaming down his face
Sobs racking his chest,
No one knows,
No one cares.
You are the boy,
Hanging with friends.
You didn't come.
You didn't stop.
You didn't invite me.
You didn't know.
You didn't c
One of Those Days...It's one of those days again.One of Those Days...7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm ready to be done.
Life's storm is brewing.
Not even one ray of sun.
I can't help but think back
To when I felt this before.
But back then it was worse.
My whole world was at war.
So what'll it be?
Will I sink or swim?
It's my life's great flood
But there's no dove with a limb.
Yet I have to remember,
Even through all this rain,
That I can't sink below.
I won't do that again.
Because I can do this.
It's just one scene of the play.
One battle within the war.
The show must go on; the clouds move away.
I've got to remember why I'm here.
What I mean to the world,
Why my story lives on,
Why i
It Takes a Rebel...Why should I care?It Takes a Rebel...7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why does this popularity contest matter?
Creating royalty, making people better than someone else.
In a way, it doesn't feel right.
I will never be up there.
I will never wear the crown of popularity.
I don't even want to.
I think this whole thing is sick.
I just wish I understood.
Or rather, I wish everyone else did.
These people didn't do anything
To earn this special treatment.
Oh wait, that's right.
They're "popular"
I don't see why.
To me, they've been cruel.
They don't change people's lives.
Well, at least not for the better.
They don't help those in need.
Well, at least not for me.
Yet that's what
A ChoiceA Choice8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's a mess and full of stress.
Life's a test and has no rest.
Will you be your very best?
Realize that your life is blessed.
Can you cope or will you mope?
Stay afloat or sink the boat.
Will you have the right to gloat?
Or ignore the passing vote.
Can you fly? Will you try?
Will you lie or hit the sky.
Meet your swift and cruel demise.
When life knocks you must reply.
You must go and you must show.
Take the road and what you know
Hurry up you move to slow
Curtains rise and life will flow
You must embrace and even chase
Take some mace for what you face
Do you want to lose the race?
Don't let life make the e
JealousyHow can I compete with him?Jealousy9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
How can I possibly win?
I've spent my whole life losing.
But dammit I'm not giving in.
Because I've finally found you.
I've finally found someone who chose me.
Yet there's still competition.
And I'm used to losing.
So forgive my jealousy, please.
I still trust you with everything.
I know that you've chosen me.
And I've won this competition.
I just ask that it stays this way.
That no better suitor takes you away.
Because I'm no knight in shining armor.
But you might just be my princess.
So just forgive my jealousy.
Please.
InspirationInspiration - By Rhys IvanInspiration9 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
We measure miles in minutes
But numbers mean nothing
A heartbeat's a limit
But the value is falling
The sky is still up
But is hell what's below?
Heaven beneath us
Is there still room to grow?
CHORUS
'Cause something was lost along the way
Something was taken yesterday
We don't know the value of one single life
Are we really that hopeless to give up with a knife?
We can never find the light...
Oh, so heartless, so cruel
Are the things people say
Do they think that they're cool?
Can I still get away?
If I were to leave
Could they all just be gone?
Every insult they heave
Will it ever be done?
C
Sta.sh
