Under MoonlightUnderswept glow of moonlight: whiteUnder Moonlight6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
caressing the tips of shadows below
enchanting the eyes of dreamers
watchers of moons that rise and fall
the trusted few who know wonders
in the passing of shadows that take flight
an inner knowing - eyes where truth is told
beauty in a smile as the moon slowly arcs
Fire WithinFlamesFire Within5 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Burst of fire
Without a soul
Touch is hot
Flesh is burnt
A trance like state
Is where I dwell
A silent sky
Becomes my hell
Flash of fire
Pass me by
Bolts of lightning
Pierce my cries
Inside my head
Though the darkness
Pierced my soul
The fire within
Makes me whole
Spuren im Sand - Footprints in the SandSpuren im Sand - Footprints in the Sand1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Deutsch / German
*** Spuren im Sand ***
Eines Nachts hatte ich einen Traum:
Ich ging am Meer entlang mit meinem Herrn.
Vor dem dunklen Nachthimmel
erstrahlten, Streiflichtern gleich,
Bilder aus meinem Leben.
Und jedes Mal sah ich zwei Fußspuren im Sand,
meine eigene und die meines Herrn.
Als das letzte Bild an meinen Augen
vorüber gezogen war, blickte ich zurück.
Ich erschrak, als ich entdeckte,
dass an vielen Stellen meines Lebensweges
nur eine Spur zu sehen war.
Und das waren gerade die schwersten
Zeiten meines Lebens.
Besorgt fragte ich den Herrn:
„Herr, als ich anfing, dir nachzufolgen,
da hast du mir versprochen,
auf allen Wegen bei mir zu sein.
Aber jetzt entdecke ich,
dass in den schwersten Zeiten meines Lebens
nur eine Spur im Sand zu sehen ist.
Warum hast du mich allein gelassen,
als ich dich am meisten brauchte?"
Da antwortete er: „Mein liebes Kind,
ich liebe dich und werde dich nie allein lassen,
erst recht nicht in Nöten und Schwierigkeiten. Dort, wo du nur eine Spur
Importanceneed to rememberImportance6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the times before this time
the past when it was the present
knowing the future would become the past when the present died
remember the times when we were strangers
holding hands in clubs where you can only stand
with smiles that trembled with anticipatory nervousness
behind the yearning in eyes so shy
that communicated the truth of wanting to be held tight in your arms
remember to not let forgetfulness enter the picture
to twist the times of youth
into incandescent realities where the sun burns brightly and over time
always flickers into obscurity with the death of truth
remember who you are
squeeze that hand
kiss that friend
remember this time
it's the most important time in your life
To All Of YouTo the artistsTo All Of You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to the dreamers
to the believers
to the cloud watchers
to the daydreamers
to the fractal makers
to the photographers
to the 3d modellers
to the writers
to the poets
to the wishers on stars
to the fanciful
to the unrealistic
to the rebels
to the rule breakers
to the outcasts
to the dark
to the light
to the night
to the day
to all of you
I Salute You!
Circle CastAir that carriesCircle Cast2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
sound and dust
wrapping around me
with natures love
power and heat
destruction or light
or growing all around
within all things
the power that dwells
in earth, fire and springs
All I Ever Wanted.........With You I Have All I Ever WantedAll I Ever Wanted.........4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
When you have found your one true soul mate....you will know it for sure....
Though your times together will often be rocky and it might feel like drowning
When you are carried beneath the waves of daily struggles that threaten to consume us with jagged
teeth and paper claws and words said out of fatigue and maybe anger
And the safe place you believed they provided seems too far away to ever reach
You find in your hand the key to his heart.......
Dark BeautyI knowDark Beauty10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know when
When this dark beauty
Seeped into my soul
Slowly like tar
Thick as concrete
I know when
When I became
This black heart
How To Survive In A Horror Movie Part 2How To Survive In A Horror Movie, Part TwoHow To Survive In A Horror Movie Part 211 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
1. Don't go on holiday to small seaside towns. Or small country towns. In fact, just small towns in general. Anywhere in Maine is probably a bad idea too.
2. If it looks to good to be true, it probably is. Finding something you've been wanting forever in a new shop in a small town is just a little too coincidental. And if the shop owner wants you to play a prank to pay for it, say no. You are not 5 years old.
3. If you find a book of witchcraft or spells that contains a spell that claims to summon the devil, don't read it out loud, even as a joke. It will summon the devil. There is a reason for that warning.
4. Don't buy your daughter a locked box with creepy looking runes on it, no matter how much she begs. It's better than her being possessed by a demon and you having to shoot her.
5. If there's a voice inside your head, it's for a reason. Either it's a voice of reason that will save your life, or you're being possessed. Make sure to
become fear"You either conquer fear or become it. Fear the unknown or become it"become fear3 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
To Sink or SwimTo Sink or Swim2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What's it like..?
To finally enter the deep sea of depresion,
after so many of your tears were shed?
Does it wash over you in one big wave,
or does it slowly suffocate you even more?
Do you try to swim back up to the surface?
Or do you stay and let yourself drown..?
Will you let yourself drown into the sea?
Get so use to the pain, that you don't feel it anymore?
Or do you want to swim back up..?
...Just so you know you can feel atleast something...?
a collection of things i had written"fools quote themselves, cowards quote others."a collection of things i had written4 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
'we all are addicts. we all have that thing that makes us complete, that we can't do without.yet satisfaction comes to very few. '
a Conversation through the internet:
Because you can't prove that I actually exist. I'm just a ghost. I cry but it doesn 'matter. I relate to other ghosts
" i guess we are all just ghosts then, connecting through the void called the internet"
My Neighbor Is An AddictShe passes the time lost in her worldMy Neighbor Is An Addict4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
as the outside world ticks her by
she is on nine now the cycle continues
i know she is on ten now
i can hear it through the walls
there is no hope of stopping now
locked in the trend
trend becomes habit
men are talking to her now
but she scarcely listens
news of the world that she no longer is bright
locked in the box again
you wanna by a round?
you can buy it by the thousand
should last all month
side effects may include:
blindness,deafness, lack of alertness
it's an easy sell
just buy t.v.
StruggleIf you let something get you down it has power over you.Struggle5 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
To ignore something that gets you down is inhuman.
Somewhere in between lays the ideal state of mind.
Life is a tightrope
We Start and End With Family We Start and End With FamilyWe Start and End With Family 7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Here is a scene. Wrinkled pages are rustling softly with the dancing wind in a tranquil bedroom. Warm light from the setting sun outside cascades into the unlit space and illuminates it with a gentle glow. A page crinkles as it is turned by eager young fingers, and the room settles into silence once more. The sun sinks lazily, winking a final good night before leaving its duties to the moon. A slight groan is uttered as the light recedes, and a small figure rises from his spot on the wool rug that sits next to his bed. He saunters over to the open window, admiring the dark landscape. Waving to the cheerful drunks strolling back home from the tavern, the boy sighs in content.
The boy grimaces and pushes away from the windowsill. He strides over to the staircase and calls down,
Henrik hears a jovial laugh and his father moves into his vision. “Your uncle and cousin are here. Come say hello!
Black and White Was This WorldBlack and white was this world before thee cameBlack and White Was This World10 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Opened thou the doors to endless color
Ere I beheld thee life wasn't a game
When black and white was all, I was weaker
Others there were but none helped like you did
When I was alone my friend you became
Broken was I when the blows rained down amid
Confusion that if even not be your aim
Thee stole up from the darkness and brought light
Thou tended my wounds with caring, soft aid
Thee were aged and time left you had was slight
Death was kind one summer's night I decayed
Forever in my mind shalst you be
If even thou art gone now, you and I, we
Crying WordsPages become tornCrying Words10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the tears are reborn
Old wasted ideas
Crumble to the floor
GraduationI take those final steps.Graduation11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
My hands shaking,
and legs feeling numb.
It is all going to be over within seconds.
I will be an adult,
an alumnae of High School.
this is the last moments with all of us together.
It is all done and over with.
The sadness, anxiety, excitement,
all seem too much.
When I’m sitting back down,
the shaking still continues on.
Suddenly a hand is held tight in mine.
My best friend always there for me,
always holding on.
The tears finally fall.
This is not the end, but a new beginning,
and the emptiness i feel inside
will eventually fade.
Nightmare - 7Nightmare - 72 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
God Hates Us
The sound of the news drifted lightly throughout the quiet house. Two reporters swapped news back and forth, somberly announcing the day's calamities; a man whose beachfront property was flooded, a teenage girl who broke her neck at cheerleading practice, a distraught father whose son had run away. Each report was tragic, but Zacky found them simply amusing.
The light softly emanating from the TV caused shadows to dance in the sparsely lit room. The window shades were hastily drawn shut, leaving only the glow of the sunlight that trickled in through the cracks. Occasionally, a slight breeze would filter in through the open window, causing the dark shade to allow more of the sun's rays inside. Zacky hissed indignantly each time one of the beams met his alabaster skin, insulted that the light had the nerve to touch him.
As he continued to watch the program, Zack scoffed at the humans' priorities. They were worried about petty storms and insignificant dilemmas, when th
youtube, facebook, myspace, twitter, google+youtube, facebook, myspace, twitter, google+youtube, facebook, myspace, twitter, google+3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
i live wired into the machine got a cord out the back of my head
mp3 fills my ears, YouTube fills my eyes, Facebook friends
i talk to almost as much as real ones. Skype talking till late
the machine is my life, consumes me, i embrace it
spinning fans and plastic keyboards surround my world
internet thieving knowledge, plug into the servers, stripping them bare
like the google + servers, leaving nothing unchecked
putting the knowledge of the universe into my space
i just cant remember it all, got the memory of twitter
Profound thought:Life is a series of holding on and letting go. The trick is knowing what to hold on to and what to let go of. Then in the end you let go of everything, so holds on to what helps you, and drop all that hinders you. I need to work on both.Profound thought:4 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
Shut That Wench's Mouth!Building up instead of down.Shut That Wench's Mouth!4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trying to say things to be nice.
Smiling through the roughness but unable to do.
Tears just keeps coming down day after, day after, day.
What does he want?
Does he just want to be put down?
What to day to make him happy?
Nothing to say, nothing to show.
May as well be a mute and not to talk at all.
Sew the hole and chop off the hands.
Never wake up again.
This isn't the life for anybody, right?
Doesn't want to admit he started it.
Somehow, it's always someone else's fault.
Relationship status is selfish.
Unsure of how to make it end.
Just wish he could see how everyone else feels.
He was never the victim.
He never cried as hard as her.
In fact, he's selfish, selfish, selfish!
Don't want to go and never say good bye.
Just wishing that he could see how she feels.
Stress between baby, between relationships, and the worry of a son.
He's not alone in being stressed out.
She's alone day in and day out.
Raising a child alone is hard.
No help either.
Alone in the d
Cocaine heartI just rideCocaine heart11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Slowly into the night
Wind in my hair
I'm driving nowhere
Mile after mile
I slowly ride
Enjoying my life
Life on the road
I keep dreaming on
No one to stop me
No one to say I live my life wrong
So I keep on driving
Searching for the parts of my soul
Day after day, night after night
I'm living it on the wild side
Perfectly balanced and matched
This cocaine heart of my life
One hundred percent pure
Loaded completely with fuel
Beating with rhythm of a psycho
Trembling like leaf under the wind
Who cares how fast I am driving
This crazy life belongs to me
No map to be followed
No goal to be reached
No today, no tomorrow
I'm just chasing my dream
My cocaine heart
My soul and my life