How to Write the Perfect Poem.How to Write the Perfect Poem.
Through her misty tears
She wrote about writing
She back spaced
Her smile became a frown
For she could not express
How simple it was
To get lost in
How a simple poem
Made her cry
How could you explain that
How could you say
What it was like to
Cry, as you expressed
What you were trying to say
Trying to tell her
That little girl
That is me
How to love.
A Leased SoulIt's the sadness that surrounds himA Leased Soul1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And you look and stare at the scene
Trying to capture what is happening
The loss, the hate, the scream
Stuck alone in his house
Rain pouring down outside
He howls to the moonlight
Fear is just catching his pride
Lost as tears come
He makes an effort to leave
He cannot reach the doors' handle
The scare has left him to his knees
The hours past slowly
The rain beats outside still
Grasping onto the door
He catches the winds' brutal chill
And slowly as he walks
To their favourite wooden bench
The rain there piercing through
The garbage, the rotten stench
And he sits there with her cane
That she used for many years
As she slowly succumbed to blindness
The chemo, the tests, the fears
And as the rain beats
How he misses her so
He sits there in the misery
The teardrops begin to flow
And each day he leaves a flower
For this was their place of peace
She is gone now forever
His soul -- heaven does forever lease.
never thought I'd be like thisI never thoughtnever thought I'd be like this1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'd be like this,
with broekn smiles
and scarred up wrists.
No, I never thought
I'd be like this
back when my world
was filled with joy.
I would cry so much,
and have to remember
faded out scars.
I never thought
I would feel alone
when I was a little girl.
Back when days were simple
and cooties still existed.
When I'd smile and play,
and had such big dreams.
of reaching for the sky,
of singing on stage,
and becoming president.
but it never crossed my mind
that I'd feel pain,
and cry so much
and that my pleas would go unheard
I thought the world
was a happy place,
for me as a little girl,
and I never thought
I'd be this way.
all torn apart,
and hoping to be fixed.
never thought the
pain would last
I thought there'd atleast be someone there,
someone who loved me
and cared for me.
but never as a little girl.
had I thought
those dreams would be
and I'd be here
left in pain.
no I never thought
as a little girl
that i'd end up
the way I am...
Living a Lie.Living a Lie.Living a Lie.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You say things you don't mean when you're angry.
You call me a waste of space and that you can't stand me.
When the dust settles you say you don't mean it.
You say I should know better than to believe it.
As usual I foolishly upkeep your illusive hold on me.
I allow you to mute my thoughts and take control of me.
You promise and reassure me that it will never happen again.
That this is the last time and you will put it all to an end.
But I know promises only comfort fools,
Who readily allow others to pull the wool
Over our eyes because it is easier to swallow the lies.
Can it be a mistake if it happens more than twice?
Despite my preaching I can never take my own advice.
I've realised that this aggression is a part of you
And because I can never dare to part from you.
I have to believe the love you have for me is true.
Sometimes you have to take a lie not for what it is
But for the truth and reality it suspends.
Withdraw your vengeful tongue and revert it into a kiss.
The Clay King.Red paintThe Clay King.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
on a beige wall,
spices the air.
I run my fingers
the course grains
of crumbling stone,
in your presence.
Winding WindWinding Wind1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
The roar of distant winds
Whisper of a sailing sin
Innocence drowns in forgiveness
Blind to false iridescence
Moving air levitates that sweet soul
To caress the heightened toll
Don't fall, don't fall
Plug your ears, it's a siren's call
Hang on to gravity's weight
Save yourself from the heartache
No matter how soft the breeze
Breaks will never pass with ease
Bringing despair no other could create
Comes the wind's reincarnate
Such a charming song it sings
Waiting for the chance to sting
On smiling eyes is the casted spell
Before the defeated yelp
Don't cry, don't cry
You've yet to reach the sky
Time is an unending film
That will never remain still
Every dream will be done
On its own does this one come
An ego built on broken hearts
It's been this way from the start
Both accepted the distance
Yet one kept persistence
None deserve a fate so cruel
To be considered one's fool
Fade away, fade away
The only way to stay safe
Minutes slip and slide
Beautiful moments, past times
Maybe I had the ch
Damp MatchesDamp matches strike a very solemn sparkDamp Matches6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and solid wax overflows a tsunami
into crusted eyes.
Bringing flame alive is a chemical reaction
of heart and soul fusing
from stick to head.
The empty box, one last match left to die
suffer no oxygen and flicker last light
Leaving a pile of lonely tinder.
FragileI know that you're broken,Fragile1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And that your pieces are scattered,
I know that you're bruised,
And that your pale skin is battered.
I can see the scars,
That you're trying to hide,
And I can see the hurt,
Burried beneath your pride.
You're barely holding together,
Your tattered, fraying threads,
The harder you try to keep it in,
The more the hole spreads.
Stop trying to battle alone,
When I'm here with sword in hand,
I can help you pick up the pieces,
There'll be nothing we can't withstand.
Don't give up the fight,
My friend who is so fragile,
Take my hand and let me hold you,
Let me love you for a while.
You think that it's not worth it,
And just want to give in,
So you run the blade down your arm,
Breaking your heavenly skin.
I wish that I could show you,
How much you mean to me,
But you just push me away,
And wallow in your debris.
Why can't you see what I see?
I think that you're amazing,
I love your scars, and your wounds,
And your eyes that are always blazing.
I am giving you my all,
SLAMAt a young age,SLAM2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I had to learn to dodge stones,
grow angry scales
along innocent freckled skin,
and open my eyes to a world not quite ready
to hear this tigress's voice.
Speaking in tongues to those paid too listen-
of fairytale wars, battle scars,
and the many linoleum squares I counted
day in and day out. I became mute.
Escaping through rabbit holes and back alleys
into a world of ink and worthy paper cuts.
[ I wear these
like a fucking
fashion statement! ]
And this goes out to you-
The Eden snakes, you dead-eyed demons:
It is you that keep me up at night,
weighing down these artist fingers-
IT IS YOU I WILL SLAM AT AN OPEN MIC NIGHT!
I do have a life worth writing about.
if Darkness was all"Forgiveness passes through pain... not silence" - she said - "So tell me all the truth and I will understand".if Darkness was all1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Are you sure?Can you bear it?"- asked the man.
"Of course... I can wait no more!"- she replied.
"There was a valley far over the mountains where now we see the sun disappear... ah the sun... how glorious it seemed there,strong and familiar. The children of the valley grew poor and happy for generations... playing at the border of the wood, or near the old dry well. There was a game we played to show our courage... for we were boys... stupid boys we were, and ignorant of evil. The game consisted of descending into the well and remain there for as long as possible. The gray eyed child was fearful... of both the well and the teasing of the others... so, in a wretched night, he decided to face the well all alone... to scream his fear far from the ears of the companions who would have payed this behaviour with a lot of friendly fists with the delicacy that only young boys grown
Guacamole"that color is ugly."Guacamole1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
she would say
when I would dip my
pens and paint brushes
in a glass dish of guacamole.
"food is beautiful."
I stroke the avocado on the walls,
I let it live
I let it breathe
I let it absorb the colors,
I let it eat.
"that color is ugly."
she'll say again,
in her plaid bra
and bronze skin
and I'll hold back a sigh.
I dip the tip of the brush
into the heart of the
I spread the avocado tears
across my chest,
an equilateral line of green life.
I spread it across her collar bones,
a vertical line of organic structure.
"that color is ugly."
she'll say, taking her clothes off.
I'll hold back the tears.
"that color is you."
leftoversthe worst isleftovers8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you're broken
and your body just keeps
trying to put you back
and there are shards
of your heart
where your tongue should be
they catch at your cheeks
and leave your chest hollow
but somehow still manage to bleed
and there's soul
dripping from your fingertips
like an IV
feeding the empty veins of all that you touch
until you've withered into
nothing but paper skin and splintery bones
the worst is when
your mind already knows
but the rest of you
can't seem to catch up.
Silent LoversI look at you, likeSilent Lovers1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
a lover from a different
But you were never mine.
And all the secrets
we kept away,
that were hidden for
days, are now nothing
but treasured memories.
Even when I closed
my eyes, and couldn't make
you were still around.
Even through the silence,
you knew what to say.
It was magical, just
you and me.
Essence of silenceEver so silentEssence of silence1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cross the shores of the eternal waves.
Lightbeams are the rude intruders
That enter and leave and betray
Ever so blurred
The image of the Could Have Been remains.
I stare at the flicker
That dances and swings and searches
Ever so stunned
I'm shaking with the violent thought.
Darkness beach wants me to leave
So I can feel and mock and soothe
Ever so broken
An old tune reaches my brain synapses.
Waves crushing on the sand
So I have to move - forward or backward.
Cold or unknown.
TreasuredOceans were createdTreasured1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Out of lovers tears
Where they dwelled for days;
An endless lament,
Eating up their hearts like
When you came upon
Her flowered islands and you left her
Like the millions who have deserted her
Isolated in the cold where
No love would reach her. Her roses died
Between her pale fingers
To be a Queen of the Underworld.
And many others of your tragic stories
Where love was the monstrous sin of your
Dear, when sailors rode the waves they knew
They always felt the need to be the lonesome crew
They drank your victim's tears like wine and
Spent a night or two in love
With no one in particular but just to have a whiff
A simple dream, a gift
Of what is treasured. Of what is true
OvercomeOvercomeOvercome1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I do this...well...when it is needed.
I haven't written in so long
Yet tonight it is needed
For my emotions have been drawn
Like a fountain they pour
All that is inside of me
Silent words never spoken
The tears that are never seen
I am not sure if it will help
I am not sure of much at all
To many emotions
I wish it would stop
I want it all to go away
I wish I truly had wings
Maybe then I would be free
Maybe finding peace and serenity
Yet that is a childish thought
For the world we live in
It will always be a dream...
you're hurting mePlease. My bones do not bend.you're hurting me7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
BrokenLooking through the mirrorBroken1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Into my reflection eyes
I look back
And the memories still burn
To be half awake
I lie in my bed, eyes open
Bloodshot, I wish I wasn't here
Wish I wasn't here today
Feeling empty on school days
And shattered like mirror pieces
They pierce like needles, shards
Cutting open my heart, leaving me broken
Blood stains my soul, coloring it dirty
Look at me now
I am crying
I am crying out loud!
Almost to a screaming point
Everyday, I wish I would disappear
Wish to disappear today
Flying through glass
I lean away, drifting in the distance
And tears crystallized once they fall
Bubbles is what I see
Underwater, I am suffocating
Let alone a frozen body
Sinking further and further
I wish I can stay here
Stay here forever
Opening my eyes slowly,
The reflection of the mirror’s dream
A broken frame
Tears blend with the blood
That cuts open with sharp glass
A fragile heart, a lost soul
Whats the point on Living?I'm lost in this world aloneWhats the point on Living?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
with no hope to go on
with only the tears
crashing all around me
There is nothing that can be done
nothing that is risk anything
I can't help it
but to make sure that I feel this pain
A feeling that I always wanted
a feeling that is like a drug to me
to slit my wrists open
and to watch the blood fall to the ground
There is no hope left to my life
there is no reason for me to be here
I'm stuck in this depression
that I can't seem to control anymore
I just want to feel the pain on my arms
to watch the blood flow from my arms
to feel this pain deep inside
to end my life for good....
There is no hope in this world
Nothing but pain and torture
What is the real point on Living?
when most of the time you feel dead....
Illusionary LiesWe name the past a dreadful place,Illusionary Lies1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For fame and lust was society’s race.
Laws were built on the lies of the just,
And to falsely disdain was seen as a must.
How better the days we have as of now,
After all, liberty is what our hands plow.
Women are allowed to rule and to plan,
And the love of a man to another man.
Yet how come there exists a silent cursing,
Hatred broods swiftly like fires a-flaming.
Demons arise twice as much of days old,
More of children’s souls are for sale and sold.
And so tonight as we sleep and dream,
We’re not as free as we think and we seem.
this won't hurt youthis won't hurt youthis won't hurt you1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
but i met a boy whose hipbones make your cheekbones look concave.
you still pace around my mind like it's a terminal with one hundred empty seats
but you don't sit and you don't board the plane, your skin sheds
and your hair falls out and the floor is laden with its golden glint
but you look ill, and i wonder what she looked like
the girl whose face bloomed behind your eyelids like ink into water
when you closed your eyes to touch your lips to mine, i bet her hair was golden too,
i swear i'm trying to be a tough cookie about this but i remember
how you kneaded me and i needed you,
and your sharp edges cut me into your body so that we fit
perfectly for a moment. a heartbeat. i tried to beat you out of my head, literally,
all it did was explode the planes and so i took to recreating you
with english words to make you more paper than poetry
the way you made me more flesh than blood, it's not an act of preservation,
it's not paper mache mummification, but a way to sweep
Quietly, GentlyShy smiles and fluttering butterflies,Quietly, Gently1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My heart would beat faster when I looked into your eyes.
Even then, as I held you warmly in my arms,
Every word you said put me under your charm.
Dozing off, I sent you a little smile.
And told you that it’s fine to fall asleep for a while.
When you awoke, the sun was setting for its own time to sleep.
So I pulled you close and breathed in so deep.
Quietly, in the dark, I slowly fell in love.
Gently in my arms, I called you my little dove.
White flagThese lies are killing me.White flag1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
This wretched pain drowns me.
This heart may be bleeding
but inside my mind im truly dying.
Maybe you cant see it.
But these tears should surly make you see.
That this heart is withering.
Just dying to be free.
Wont you please let me breath?
Cant you please just set me free?
This war keeps waging on.
These scars keep opening up.
I keep losing my heart and soul.
Set me free and let me go.
This cage keeps getting smaller.
This heart keeps breaking more.
This white flag keeps burning.
But inside im still fighting on.
But these wounds you make are getting sharper …
how much could one bleed on?
Frozen LoveLet's hang out sometime, you and me.Frozen Love1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Let's lay under the trees and make angels.
We can track snow inside and drink chocolate.
We can sit by the fire and read Aesop's Fables.
Let's save the first snowball of the season.
Zip it up in a freezer bag for no reason.
We could keep it till summer before you go.
Keep it till the airport so you can remember snow.
Let's pretend we're children again and make forts.
I know you're too big but just for old time's sake.
Pajamas every Saturday and picking apart time.
Savoring it all, talking and talking till late.
Winter has just begun but it's still not enough.
Spring will fly by, letting my heart become tough.
I'll wake up at four and you'll be dressed in fatigues.
I promise I won't cry until after you kiss me good bye.