Wrong ['I really need you now.']Please come back...
I didn't mean it.
I didn't know I'd done it.
I never wanted to hurt you.
I never wanted to push you away.
I don't want you to hate me.
But I knew...
I knew you had always thought I was strong.
That nothing could ever truly harm me.
Despite our intelligence, we weren't as mature as we thought.
We were still fooled by that cursed "Teenage Invincibility" mentality,
And Lord, we were mistaken.
So when I suffered, I turned away.
I didn't want you to see me;
Didn't want you to know of my pain.
I know better now,
I learned I was... "wrong".
The DrowningTo the lake of dead serenity, so harsh, wintry, and pale, my sinking ship grudgingly dances without a single, tarnished sail.The Drowning1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
For I am utmost weary and always searching a way to my coming demise; never displayed in the public's horrid view, I truly loathe their lively cries.
I swim to the bottom, around the dead bodies, never glancing up to eye the land again; the water calls to me, whispering my existence, it's now the clock to determine the pain.
A tombstone and shackles sleep endlessly down, to them I see the way, I stand in Death's hands, so brittle yet immense; my drowning is initiated today.
The shackles clench tightly to my sickly ankles, the tombstone etches the placement and roll; assuring not a breath is drawn from my body, I clench the organs from my very soul.
The final glimpse of dark moonlight shatters, darkness gives way to my closing eyes; a bubble implodes on the rotting surface, Death's toll had been paid without the lies.
Shattered HeartMy heart is broken and torn,Shattered Heart1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart cannot beat,
For it is no more,
But tiny pieces that lay all around,
Easily swept up and thrown away,
For this shattered heart shall stay broken and forgotten,
Ironic is it not,
How easy one’s heart can shatter,
Even silence itself can make one’s heart shatter,
So my heart shall stay shattered,
Never to be put back together,
For nothing can fix my shattered heart.
My ConfessionIt has been a very long time,My Confession1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Since I fell in love with you,
I do not remember when,
But I guess it didn't matter,
You are my world,
I think about you often,
So much that the very thought,
Makes me shake with anticipation,
Of meeting you,
I tried giving up,
To move on,
But I can not get you out,
Of my head,
So I sit here in wonderment,
Listening to the pounding of my heart,
I know there's a chance,
But it is better,
Knowing your true feelings,
Then letting my mind wander with fantasies,
So please meet me at the meeting place,
So I can say these precious words to you,
"I Love You!"
It only hurts when you land.The hardest part was when you walked away.It only hurts when you land.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wanted you to stay, wanted you to beg
but I never pegged you for one to get down on your knees.
And I was right
about so many parts, but the cracks in the heart –
they get no comfort in “I told you so.”
It was both of us, in the end, or maybe just Us
the capitalization a death sentence
because we were better off friends.
We were better off secret
better off as nothing
because something brought us down when we tried to be real.
Or maybe what we had before –
secret nights wandering the streets
headlights and stars –
maybe that was real
and maybe what we felt –
what we still feel –
maybe that was real too.
But we broke when we changed
the thing that was good
and I would take it back
if I could find a way
but for today, and tomorrow,
until we can find a road back
But maybe by chance, or luck,
or maybe if we try
we can find our yesterday.
Out of everything I could say
Teach Me How to Love YouI'm tired of all thisTeach Me How to Love You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Girl could you teach me
How to love you
I want to do it forever
I'm tired of living this depressing life
So tired of it
So I'm asking you today
Could you throw love my way?
I promise you I'll be a loyal student
I'll only accept it if your the only one teaching
If its another then it wouldn't matter
For I want you to teach me
how to love you
SinkingA scandalSinking1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sinking in a stack of newspapers
Black and nondescript
Sitting on a shelf
Abandoned and uninteresting
In the eye of the public
By all but those who love him
Through dark waters of oblivion
Wary of making waves
Out of sight
An accomplished purpose
The perfect means
Waits in the path of fate
Buried deep in memories
Walking BluesGive me your hand, babe, let's go walking today.Walking Blues1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
We will walk until we're seven hundred miles away.
We will walk in the park and hear the mockingbird's song.
Every note they sing is right, they never get one wrong.
We will walk by the ocean, and hear those whales singing too.
They have a song sweet as honey, if honey were blue.
We will walk through the orchard where the jujubes grow.
We will pick and eat the ones that are hanging down low.
And we will tiptoe around any trouble we find.
You know, even Superman takes a day off sometimes.
We will walk in our sandals, we won't need boots or shoes.
If we want to go barefoot, we will do that too.
We have no reason to hurry, no reason to rush.
The whole world is out there waiting for us.
Wear your sunglasses, babe, the sun is bright as can be.
I will still know it's you and you'll still know it's me.
Here in the city tonight is a masquerade ball.
Seven thousand people coming - they won't miss us
Your Little DollControl my every moveYour Little Doll2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
my rise and my fall
everything at your command
like I was your little doll.
I have no choice
what else was I to do?
you say that you love me
so I'll believe that it's true.
Who knows what real love is?
maybe this is wrong
can't even control my own breath anymore
can only sing your song.
You tell me I must follow
what would happen if I don't?
"that's not an option" you say
with your hand around my throat.
I must get out of this god forsaken place
how did this go so far?
we were in love, we had it all
now there's shackles around my heart.
I'll run as fast as I can
finally out of your arms
bruised mind, scarred heart
but away from further harm.
Use to control my every move
my rise and my fall
no longer at your command
never again your little doll..
I Will...I’ll smile for you, because I promised you would never know my pain.I Will...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’ll smile for you, even though my heart slows, deep within my frame.
I’ll smile for you, despite the fact that my breath is growing weak and slow.
I’ll smile for you…because if I didn’t…then the truth would show.
I promised that I would smile for you, until the end of days.
I promised I’d never let you hurt, in spite of the price I have paid.
I promised that, no matter what, my strength would never fade.
I promised, even though deep inside, I knew I couldn’t stay.
I’ll remember you forever, no matter what comes my way
I’ll remember you, deep within my heart, no matter what they say
I’ll remember you, and I’ll watch over you, from the stars high up in the sky.
I’ll remember you, even if you forget…for my spirit will never die.
Love is but an emotionLove is but an emotionLove is but an emotion1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
We strive to achieve one day
Some people experience it
Others cannot open their hearts to it
When I gaze into your brown eyes
All emotions except for love
Leave my tormented soul
Never knowing it until now
You saved me and for that
Gratitude is the emotion I feel
Gazing upon your beautiful face
Body and eyes
Overjoyed is the emotion I sense
Your beauty is unrivaled
Your lips so kissable
Humor, intelligence and wit
These are things I look for
You possess all three
Love is the emotion
People strive for
Others cannot open their hearts to it
Looking at you I am filled with love
All my anger and sadness dissipate
Will you be my life mate?
The Body Is A BridgeThe body is a bridge,The Body Is A Bridge1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
the tollbooth our judgment.
A wise man once said that our judgments do not reflect what we actually see, but instead are constant reminders of the insecurity we have within ourselves.
A builder takes his tools and builds a bridge,
while a man shapes his image by posing nude.
The Iron, Timber and Nails hold the bridge.
The tendons, nerves and veins embrace the human.
Handrails are our peace of mind,
Foundations are the muscles that support and endure.
A commoner watches in fascination as the waves crash against the pillars,
but a wise man reflects upon himself,
and wonders how his own arms compare.
A nude man stands at the center,
Supporters and haters stand at opposite ends.
And the wise man repeats, we burn our bridges in anger, but build new ones to connect. A man has never been so proud then when he stood naked in front of his own kind.
I love youMy love for you runs so deep,I love you1 year ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
It is hard for me to even sleep.
Every time I see your eye,
All I want to do is cry.
When I touch your lovely skin,
I get so nervous from within.
You're hug and lips is what I miss,
But what I miss more is your kiss.
Knowing that we will be apart,
How much this is breaking my Heart.
You're all I want as you can see,
The love from you is all I need.
I so desire not to leave,
I know this is something you need.
I write this poem for my sweetheart,
I love you from the depth of my heart
92. InnocenceI crouch on the floor,92. Innocence1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
As if angered by my weakness.
My mind runs in circles.
So very impractical
But so very grown-up
A disheveled vampire's white
That fades to a permanent blush.
I get up, continuing my little walk of the day
That seems to become a journey
Then a quest
Then a forced march
Until I enter the cool solitude of my home.
I shut the door
Sitting down carefully,
Bruised in the soul.
And I look down at my hands
And the anger flares up
All over again, my brain set in overdrive.
My tattered flag.
The flag named innocence.
It is little more
Than a scrap of what could never be.
Nostalgia's LonelinessWhy are some heavily burdened by the past, while others escape that torment?Nostalgia's Loneliness1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The answer remains the same no matter what torment each human has endured.
Nostalgia and The Past are very lonely creatures who have nobody to hold on to.
They are forever trapped in solitude.
But there are humans who share this miserable loneliness.
The fools crawl back into the welcoming arms of the past,
Just like the naive returning a loved one who broke their vows many times over.
Nostalgia and its human love to talk about the times shared together,
And make date plans for the future that rarely work out.
The humans are despicable though, always trying to selfishly better themselves.
They abandon Nostalgia for the present the moment it pleases them.
Those humans are at the same place as those who had never felt the need to be with the past.
Other humans will never abandon it though, and the relationship will rot and turn into despair.
Similar to a long distance relationship, but with no chance of reunion,
Because I love you. (forever and always)Listen to me, it will only take a few.Because I love you. (forever and always)1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take a deep breath, and relax. Feel the beating of your heart, and feel your pulse run through your veins. (Hear that pitter patter? You’re alive baby.)
The object in your chest that creates such a harmony is a precious part of your life. I would love to take that, if you’d let me. (I promise to be gentle, I won’t hurt you. Not like others may have.)
I want you to be mine. All mine. (forever and always)
It’s been a month now our love has been running rampant. And I want you to understand how special you are to me.
Look at your hands. They’re important to you, and you need them for everyday life. You’re more special to me than my silly old fingers. (no matter what they could be used for )
Look down at your legs. You need those to walk, to drive, to do anything. You’re more special to me than being able to walk, run, or anything like that. (I could find another way to get to you.)
I would do an
88. PossessionHark! The sparrows-88. Possession1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Raven call, If I
Had only believed in-
Both sides of the war had
O’ bitter sweet wine,
Call to ye, only –
Shame! Cold hearted-
Dark. I’m all alone, only me
Damned world! Just-
Ack! If I were to
Die here, the world will
Why forsaken me-
Left alone, left by
Shamed! Alone they
F-Falling... Why must this
Faire foutre! I-
Alone! Why must this-
Hands, they cover
49. UmbrellaIt shielded her silent eyes49. Umbrella1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Underneath this floral guise
My heart bloomed with colour
When the sky stayed grey.
Standing in this English rain,
I slowly learnt to feel again.
Never did I stray from it,
The path that lead to starry wit.
The air was cold but I was fine,
To seek the girl who's most divine,
A ghostly kiss upon her cheek,
Before wandering throughout the week
Waiting for the rain to come,
Without her presence I felt numb.
Embers glowing in her eyes,
For once she took me by surprise.
She held my hand and begged me to stay,
For longer than that rainy day.
A Penny For Your ThoughtsA penny for your thoughts,A Penny For Your Thoughts1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
That you think of night and day.
A penny for your thoughts,
Of the things that you dare not say.
A penny for your thoughts,
Let your mind go astray.
A penny for your thoughts,
Do not keep your dreams at bay.
To the person I called FriendTo the person I called “friend”To the person I called Friend1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
That is what you were
Before you broke me
Before you were broken.
To the person I went to for help
You did your job
As I do mine
The weight pulled you under
Crushed your will
And the time crushed mine
I blame you not
For simply being human
I blame myself
For the pain that I caused
The pain within you.
To the person I called friend
That is what you were
Before you cracked
Scarred by my lack of thought
Damaged by the way I tried to save myself
Because my emotions had already taken so much of me.
To the one I call my friend
Sorry to hear your pain
Yet happy to know you will be fine
This pain that takes me
Some day soon.
The one I called my friend
My apologies are waiting here
Like a puppy awaiting its master’s call.
EG Sample Chapter 1EG Sample Chapter 15 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A boy of nobility becomes a page, a page becomes a squire, and a squire becomes a knight. Only then does a son of privileged blood become a man in the mountains of Nebo.To become a page, a boy needs only to reach the tender age of eight. An inevitability. To become a squire, a page needs only to reach the age of twelve. An inevitability. To become a knight, a squire must endure four years of arduous training to condition both the body and soul in such a way that befits a professional warrior and pleases the Phoenix. At the end of this training, the squire is put to the test. He must earn his knighthood by engaging in combat and killing at least one of his kingdom’s enemies. After completing this task as to which the outcome is most uncertain, only then can a squire become a knight.
Fat Girl ProblemsIf only my mass were as few as the ounce of my sanity;Fat Girl Problems1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Someone might wait less to finally like me.
Oh how I wish I could win you with my wit alone,
Without the diet of a rabbit or a body in bones;
Till then I can only be a love requited in my stanzas so pretty,
Dreaming of the days when I was one-thirty,
Pounds of happiness and youthful delight,
While your muscles would ache from our fights,
Over who broke the mirror.
RoughAn aesthetic confusion would leave youRough3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
stranded in attraction and at a loss;
each glance in the right direction gave pause.
You thought the only way out was through
the maze most traveled, avoiding the new.
Self-awareness became your rebel’s cause;
though you were afraid to break social laws,
you saw Them and wanted to be Them too.
When you mistook me for a fairer kind,
new conclusions formed quickly enough;
you preferred my flat-chestedness instead.
The simplest thoughts can change conflicted minds,
and show the ways we’re diamonds in the rough;
because the best things are all in our heads.