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the realmsometimes I'm caught in this REALMthe realm5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's a realm of privacy, but restlessness
I fade away from the world of action
and into this slow, transparent feeling
the bridge between my thoughts and my actions
widens exponentially
the longer I stay.
It makes me itchy.
I itch for something to focus on
but my brain feels like a piece of tape
that's already been stuck to too many things
and falls off of everything I encounter.
I itch for somewhere to go
something new to do,
but everything that doesn't require crossing that ever-expanding bridge
has already been done,
already been explored.
I keep fading,
remembering that I used to have goals I could work
Fear the Mayan?Fear the Mayan?Fear the Mayan?5 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
By Mongoose Van Dunkelschreiber
Fear the Mayan,
As they say.
Fear the Mayan,
What boney.
Fear the Mayan,
We are doomed.
Fear the Mayan,
I’m no silly fool.
Fear the Mayan,
Everyone’s in fright.
Fear the Mayan,
The sun burns bright.
Fear the Mayan,
We’re all done.
Fear the Mayan,
The world spins on.
So Many QuestionsSo many questions,So Many Questions6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the damn finally breaks.
All the questions flow free.
Where have you gone?
You said you would stay.
What happened this time
to take you away?
Did you mean all those things
that you said every night?
Why am I here
with tears blinding my sight?
Was our forever
something never meant to be?
Will you come running back
and say you still love me?
How do I trust you
when it seems that you lied?
Is it true that with time
I won't feel empty inside?
I sit with these questions
and so many more.
The biggest question yet:
What is love truly for?
Maybe I should know better.
By now I should have learned.
When you're loved by the fire
you
Human Hellour ancesters foretold the endHuman Hell6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the day the sun would descent
and the world would blend
in darkness that never ends
humans have made enough mistakes
and the gods make sure they know there place
as all of the other realms stand face to face
menkind will have oblivion to embrace
angels from above will rain like fire
skeletons will come from the ground inspired
Demons will bring chaos and there's no denial
humans can't run, there's nothing left to defile
when the Undead comes, the Revolution will begin
all of the humans that have Sinned
will die in flames of our kin
and the world will peel of it's skin
the survivors of the Apocaly
Your LightI feel the warmth of the lightYour Light5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Living in my heart
Only you could give off such heat.
Vowing to do all I can do
Every second of every day
Your happiness is what I desire.
On this night I ask one thing of you
Understand, my dear, I love you
The TastingMmmm...I taste you in this fine wine,The Tasting6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
with hints of the same fine line
I must walk with care.
Be it hand in hand or glass in hand,
either way knowing where I stand
along this path.
My fingers graze your rounded lip,
thirsting for a quenching sip
of rich complexity.
All once so tightly sealed within,
gradually begins to open,
releasing beautifully.
Holding strong on delicate limbs,
balanced and full, despite our whims;
or because of them.
Each delectable, intricate flavor
is given pause to be savored
in a timeless moment.
So deliciously bold, ripe and earthy;
yet playfully coy, cloaked in subtlety
and seasoned intensity.
We swirl in a t
star dwellerhow stained are my seasonsstar dweller5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
with forgotten intentions, i must have
loved you senseless
now i'm guarding my heart.
my ribs are a courtyard; you
cannot be shy, darling
you tell me, you're a
star
dweller
you fall into yourself
the space within you is beautiful & broken
i see it fully because it's what
made me feel help
less the first time i saw you
a word for your days growing old;
don't try to take control, little darling
i'm the youngest of souls
I'm sorryWhen you tore my heart outI'm sorry6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And threw it to the ground
Mirthful eyes
That laughed at me
I reached out
To touch you
To apologize
And you shattered
I know why too
It's because you were
Ashamed
Afraid
Embarrassed
Anxious
And you thought that
If you accepted
My hand
Then everything would crash
But as it turns out
You were wrong
Because when I reached out
And you rejected me
You broke
All on your own
I pick up
Your pieces
With remorse
Now I'll have to
Buy a new mirror
You are not an islandI have been alone. This man is an island.You are not an island5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The cliffs of my shoulder blades
hang heavy with grief, ore, suffering.
I am draped with the permanence of gravity,
So do not believe that you cannot move.
Come to me, water babes fully grown,
Allow yourself to be swept in salt and ash.
Tumble with your brothers into my arms
and be at peace, at last, on the shore.
I too was once drowned, but I arose
and as the caps melt, all things will erode
For no man is an island alone.
Unconscious Epiphany.Unconscious Epiphany.Unconscious Epiphany.6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I thrive and depend on your compliments
And it is only then as a direct consequence,
Am I truly able to write with confidence.
Even though your words are only temporary.
I deem your contribution as utterly necessary,
In order to refresh my wavering, selective memory.
My own validation depends on your approval.
Whether it is congratulatory or discouragingly brutal.
Your input is the one thing that is most crucial.
Can I call myself a writer if I don't believe in myself?
When I constantly seek approval from everyone else?
How can I then expect to make any sort of wealth?
Of a craft and skill I still think any
Shattered Trust (Part I) I lay quietly on a white bed. The walls smelled like disinfectants and I could hardly do anything but look around. I couldn't move, I was covered in bandages and my right arm and left leg was on a sling. Closing my eyelids, I wondered what I have done to deserve this. As always, the answer that I have found is: Nothing.Shattered Trust (Part I)5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Suddenly, the door opened and my mother came in with a sad smile. "How are you today? Do your wounds still hurt?" she asked, with her eyes full of depression and worry.
She always asks that question. Countless time my lips formed the answer that I had always wanted to reply her but each and every time my voice
If OnlyIf only our livesIf Only5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
could be like the hills;
Rolling on forever
with peace and simple beauty.
If only our hearts
could be like the stars;
twinkling and shining
as a beacon to all.
If only our minds
could be like a lily;
sweet and pure white
among a rainbow of colors.
If only our hands
could be like a blank paper;
washed of the blood
from all the sins we've committed.
foul, amisslove&trustfoul, amiss5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
go hand in hand—
they take a trip
to no man's land;
they're linked like chains
around our souls
bind us together
two halves, one whole.
but love & trust—
they start to
drift
and once trust leaves,
love goes amiss
her death is marked
by a faithless kiss—
and then a lie,
and then a fist.
love comes down,
with a terrible disease
he locked my heart,
swallowed the keys.
trust does not return—
it is too late.
love is poisoned,
by silent hate.
goodbyewhat did i dogoodbye5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
i miss you
i love you
miss you
i should have tried harder
reponsibilty was mine
and mine alone
i should have been stronger
for you
i dont place blame
i only place it on myself
i desire forgivness
but i dont deserve it
i miss your voice
i miss your laugh
finding myself will be hard
without you near
if we meet again
know that i will always miss you
even through harsh words bandaged in pain
i wont forgive myself
Rubaiyat: Space in My EyesMy, how lovely is this quiet sea,Rubaiyat: Space in My Eyes5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Breaking on the shores and on the lea
Curling, tasting of the air and wind,
Taking with its waves a part of me.
Give it back: the pieces I rescind.
Night calls for the cobwebs worn and thinned,
Stretching in the grass--a well-loved place
Fulsome, empty, cold, replete with sins.
Beautiful your midnight frosted grace;
Fearful is the night moon on your face.
Say I, come and walk awhile alone;
Beaches, silence, glitters bright deep space.
Stars breathe miles away in heat unknown
Scent of space and call of night intoned
Split the air with grace, peel back the crust
Letting rocks and trees their prai
Winter MorningOn this winter, with the snow white as liesWinter Morning5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Crunching under my feet, and the air feels
As cold as the giant corpse that had died
On the sword, like his friend died by his heel.
Through the frost-crown'd woods I stroll, knowing trees
Like these had been cut to build th'Wooden Horse,
Housing the fall of both sides, and I see
The sun's hidd'n by cloud, still feeling remorse.
They lost their men beneath the now frost'd earth;
The disgrac'd giant, with sword in his gut,
Died disgrac'd, as far as the Greeks could see.
But from white death are born new colours,
Like red of th'Christmas suit and spill'd blood.
But does this man've burial
A Southern DesireA Southern Desire5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Home...Home is where that heart lies,
and my heart burns...
It burns to but a husk of its former self.
Can you not see that allowing the fires to grow,
is no better than tossing more fuel
upon its already aggressive hide?
It merely thirsts for more fuel
and hungers for more kindling...
yet its appetite will never find satisfaction.
This desire from south of Heaven comes,
The heat rises with every spark,
and this is what they want more than you realize.
Hand-Me-Down ConfidenceA wasteHand-Me-Down Confidence5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
keeping me here
unwanted, clinging to pretenses of expectancy
Why not just leave
waiting has hurt us
not to mention
what shall happen at the end of all this
All eyes on me
their fierce gazes pushing me farther into the floor
I need to stand taller
chin up, chest out
Confidence keeps slipping off my shoulders
like a hand-me-down jacket
it will never fit right
And the one who could lift me up
has not found anything worth looking at in me
warm chocolate eyes focused on more important things
A feeling of insignificance settles over me
ripping my jacket to shreds
falling to the floor in a pile of defeat
Every-Day Reality Triptych. Part I. CoffeemakersJanusz GrzywaczEvery-Day Reality Triptych. Part I. Coffeemakers6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Has created a cult song about a coffee grinder
Poets are silent, when it comes to coffeemakers
They lack of an olde-worlde charm
Of sentiment
They're just useful and overly functional
Nobody imbeds into their spiritual life
In the end they're not cucumber soup
They become attached so quickly to our habits
That we ignore them
And we remind about them only when we have to make coffee
But it will come the time
When the coffeemakers will make the quickest decision in their history
About noticing them
Just like small beings discovered by a good-hearted elephant
They will quietly clamor
We are here
We are
But they
The X-factorThe X-factor6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
She is the x-factor
The only individual
The one that is inconsistent
With that of the natural flow
They say that she is related
By the blood they can not tell
For she is the one that always hides
Shielding her heart from the shadows
If I could say that she is different
From all of the other rest
That would a truthful turnout
Of the lies that have set apart
Her heart is made of crimson glass
All marked and barred by steel
For without such a barrier she would just be
Not another x-factored victim deed
They have rejected her by the crowd
For she does not follow their mindset
Rather she would rather walk
Oppositely of their
aimlessI know there is a sea of words in my mindaimless6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and if I can be the moon and pull their tide in the most exquisite way,
I can make hearts ache with the beauty.
But I'm so aimless, for a moon,
and my sea of words won't ebb and flow
without purpose.
Having no limits means nothing without direction
and I've lost mine.
Une si belle mort"Quelle belle nuit!Une si belle mort7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Je n'ai jamais vu un ciel pareil, ces étoiles à l'infini, je crois que je connais chacune d'entre elles."
Je le regarde, avec un demi-sourire, je crois bien qu'il dit la vérité.
En tous cas il dit sa vérité, le vieil homme que j'accompagne, en amour et en amitié.
Il a créé son monde, un univers, un univers entier.
Et ses yeux encore pétillent devant tant de beauté.
Il m'a laissée entrer, une belle nuit comme celle-ci, et je suis restée.
Pas enfermée, mais libre au contraire, libre de tout rêver.
Ca fait maintenant de très longues années que nous regardons nos galaxies, nos planètes et leurs soleils naître, évoluer, exploser.
Mais un grand trou noir nous rejoint, il le sait et moi aussi, c'est bientôt la fin.
Nos mémoires disparaissent et engloutissent les souvenirs les plus légers, les fardeaux, les douleurs, l
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