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.
never thought I'd be like thisI never thoughtnever thought I'd be like this3 years 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.3 years 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.3 years 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.
Whats the point on Living?I'm lost in this world aloneWhats the point on Living?3 years 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....
Look Into the Lonely MindShe sits alone,Look Into the Lonely Mind3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her thoughts chasing one another
In an endless game of tag.
Things no one else can grasp.
Music and movies play,
Repeating themselves over and over.
Books have been written
Only to be forgotten.
Names with pictures,
Words with no voice,
Art that cannot be shown.
Communicating with words that make no sense
And trying to fit in,
Resulting in failure.
Admired by many,
Refused by them all.
Beautiful and she knows it
But doesn't believe it.
A touch to liven,
A word to kill.
Confused by the answers
To the questions she asks.
Then it all comes back to...
The Light in DarknessThere will always beThe Light in Darkness3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But there will always be a light
no matter how small
to look to.
We just have to believe it's there.
Our light has a name.
Quietly, GentlyShy smiles and fluttering butterflies,Quietly, Gently3 years 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.
BrokenLooking through the mirrorBroken3 years 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
What Is Life?What is life and what is living?What Is Life?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is life and what's worth giving?
Is there purpose to my breathing?
Is there purpose when I'm seething?
I demand to know!
I have every right!
I have come too far to be turned away!
I demand an answer!
I can't sleep at night!
I've come from afar and not for delay!
I demand to know why I exist and why I am here!
I just want to grow and live without fear!
I demand to know my destiny, yet I'm not a seer,
But even though that is so I still have my spear
Of knowledge, of wisdom and gain
To carry with me until slain!
I have my spirit in my flesh and I summon rain
To fall on us all and unleash the pain!
Fri-end-ship.Fri-end-ship.Fri-end-ship.3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When I talk, you don’t listen.
You’re just waiting for your turn to speak.
You view every conversation as a competition.
All I can see is the unstoppable movement of your cheeks.
The flow of communication is always re directed back to you.
Almost as if everyone must hear what you have to say.
I’m not denying that half of what you say could actually be true.
But how can so much happen to a person in just one mere day.
What makes it worse is that your stories get recycled and repeated.
I zone in and out of your speeches and know exactly what happens next.
My place in the conversation is to respond and nod when needed.
If you can’t tell me in person, you incessantly try to call me or even text.
I can feel my tolerance and patience gradually wearing thin.
I am not even sure how much longer I can hold it in.
I want to tell you the truth but I don’t know how to phrase it.
Because I know once it is delivered, it is impossible to erase it.
So I have
OvercomeOvercomeOvercome3 years 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...
I Quit...I am done.I Quit...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've given up.
I am tired of trying,
tired of crying and
tired of people like You...
In all my miserable life,
people have kicked me,
treated me like dirt...
Only a few have gained my trust and my heart.
But then soon they too stabbed me in the back,
twisting it to the hilt, opening up old wounds...
To watch me bleed out slowly in agony,
their stained hands still holding the blade,
as my blood drips to the cold hard cracked floor...
Each time with the most wicked of smiles,
as if their joy is to torment and upset me.
To make me suffer and hurt more than the last...
Each one had known the pain I harbored,
from past failed relationships with no love.
Each promised to treat me better, to be different...
But in the end they were just as bad,
as the ones that came before them
and some times even much worse...
They used and abused me.
Kept me around as a rebound
and then tossed me away like trash...
To ignore me completely,
never to speak to me again,
White flagThese lies are killing me.White flag2 years 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?
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 all3 years 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
colors of your dreamsif you have no choice but to accept that this world is real, would you be able do anything to fill it with the colors of your dreams?colors of your dreams3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Be My SaviourShe says "I'm fine"Be My Saviour3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She means "I'm scared"
She cries silent tears
filled with the pain
that life inflicts
on her innocent soul
She suffers alone,
isolated by her thoughts
and has no one to comfort her
in her moments of despair
and to stop the rain from pouring
from those delicate hazel eyes
All she desires is to be loved
and to know that she
has someone who cares.
A savior to dry the tears
that betray her,
softly pouring from her eyes,
like silent pouring rain.
Then the eyes of hope,
radiating with light,
smiled upon her
A hand reached out
and pulled her from despair
into the clouds,
away from it all.
For the first time,
in all her life
she had a glimpse of hope
that everything might turn out
The angel spoke softly,
with comforting words
smooth as ice:
"No need to cry,
put away your tears
until you really need them
and I'll stop them when they come."
Illusionary LiesWe name the past a dreadful place,Illusionary Lies3 years 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.
Words Cannot DescribeWords can't describe an emotion so real,Words Cannot Describe3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A heart held together by your thread.
Just over the ships edge, knowing,
I was going to fall.
And with each pulse of my heart
With your stare, your blazing eyes,
your brush, an accidental softness,
and your entrancing soft laugh
You set my timer-ridden heart to detonate.
My voice falters, trying to help you comprehend
but no words escape my lips.
Instead I smile, and watch you walk away.
I cannot ruin myself in your coal eyes
by expressing under such short time.
But, I still dream,
with our short time left together,
maybe I can make you see-
what words cannot describe.
Please, don't give up.You’re not alone, even if you feel such sorrowPlease, don't give up.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Please try to calm your mind and forget about tomorrow
I know that life can hurt, but from my happiness you can borrow
Please don't cry anymore, I will help you with the troublesome morrow
Even if the bad seem to be everywhere you go
Just keep in mind that you have to stay away from what’s below
And I know that you’ll learn from these bad experiences
So then you can help those who are inexperienced
Please don’t be sad, everyone has a reason for his or her existence
You can’t ever give up, push through and have resistance
The worst thing you could do is to lose all of your hope
Just promise me that you will try to never mope