just illusionSemi-sweet dances of the ethereal
mixed with the magic of ministry
and the silhouette of a dream
once seen, once found.
I walked along the foggy boardwalk
of my imagination,
danced with the past in expectation
of a future together.
We lived that night, that morning
in ways we wanted to forever,
meanings and messages around us,
living, breathing, pulsing within.
The careful obstructions remind us
why we came here in the first place,
who we arrived with and why,
and when we're scheduled to leave.
The mist is clearing, messages too,
and clarity appears like a rainbow,
a concrete sentence of truth
in a sky often filled with clouds.
The dance never ends,
nor the walk through the fog,
but together we know,
the illusion is just.
the tormentThe hope for more than friendship,the torment2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the sideways sometimes wish,
the dream so reoccurring
for maybe just one kiss.
We have a more-than-something,
I know it must be true,
but when I try to find it,
it's lost inside of you.
The mass of thoughts I fight with,
confusion's greatest friend,
I want what's best for someone,
but hearts they do offend.
So am I just a dreamer,
a nuisance and a jerk?
Or am I causing troubles,
Unwittingly some hurt?
I know I should just realize
this friendship is enough,
but that won't stop the torment
of unrequited love.
Poem: The Maiden of FlameFire, fire, burning desirePoem: The Maiden of Flame2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Stimula surges through all
Burn, burn, burn the way down
Feel the warmth across the bore
Here she is....
Right there, see? She came from across the sea, they say. You don't see her? She rests inside the carriage, where no horse no bull tugs at the reigns. It pulls itself with dark oak and white wood. Drapes of red cover over the rest, the carriage hidden from the best.
When the winds grow warm
Be wary of her form
For she has come from the lands before
With a will, that will enslave us all
Where is she?...
Hidden under the drapes, don't you see? Hidden in the wood, in the shell of oak. The magi rests within from sight, not even I can see her light.
What is she, you say? Some say she could be a witch, they say. Others say she is just a trickster, from the bay. Others think that she is one of just play... But I know better: she is goddess of flame.
Wheels stop turning
Flames start burning
The hour comes near
Soon, comes the seer.
What does she do?...
When the ti
A Lifetime AgoOnce…A Lifetime Ago2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I once was happy
I once was happy with myself
I once was happy with you
I once was happy with this world
I once was happy in my life
I met you and everything changed
I met you, and soon I couldn’t be without you
I met you, and I fell straight into the deep end
I met you, and I fell in love
I met you, and you didn’t feel the same
I felt joy
I felt happiness
I felt pleasure
I felt bliss
I felt love
I feel sick.
I feel depressed
I feel regret
I feel empty
I feel broken
But never angry…
I could never be angry at you
I could never be annoyed with you
I could never despise you
I could never want you dead
I could never not love you
I blamed myself…
I once begged a god I didn’t believe in to let me die
I once allowed a man I barely knew to break my heart
I once dreamed that I could never love someone as much as I did you
I once tore my heart from my chest in an effort to be rid of you
I once contemplate
A Lonely CorrespondenceI write these letters to a friend,A Lonely Correspondence3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To whom I know I'll never send.
They number now at twenty-four
And blanket nearly half my floor.
Some are crumpled, others straight;
Filled with words I never say.
Each begin with a salutation,
Neatly masking desperation.
Then a verbose apology
As to why you've not seen me,
Followed by a silent cry
for someone that I can confide
And ending with a single tear,
To have that someone always near.
Signed, "Sincerely" and my name,
Then thrown away and written again.
To Be a TreeWords stream from the pages of my screen,To Be a Tree3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Swirling and racing throughout my mind.
Never will you be able to find
Thoughts such as these that are so pristine.
I hear the words, the words of the wind,
Tousling softly my autumn locks.
Birds they come to me in flocks
And seek the support of steady limbs.
A bird teaches me kindness and grace,
So I stretch out my limbs into the sky
To shelter all those who cannot fly,
To care for the weak and those misplaced.
In return I teach the bird.
She showed me love so I hold her tight
To keep her from flying into the night.
Some paths are better not ventured.
But each bird must soon fly away,
It is in their nature to leave the nest.
Each one of them will attest
That to their nature, they can't betray.
Each time they leave I'm shaken up,
My limbs retreat just to extend
To let the next free bird in,
To have another try at love.
I am a tree, she is the bird,
My roots planted firmly in the ground
While brilliant wings fly all around
My mind because of sim
ForgottenMy heart like shattered glass lies broken,Forgotten2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The fragments pierce my lung,
I grasp for words unspoken,
for feelings left unsung,
my skin it feels so cold,
why don’t I feel the pain?,
my bones they feel so old,
the steel against my vein,
perhaps in crimson tides,
will you remember my name
Unbreakable GlassI'm trapped behind unbreakable glass.Unbreakable Glass2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I try to reach out to the others just beyond who see me too,
But to no avail.
I get used to it;
I sit and keep myself occupied, enjoying my own company.
But after a while, I feel my heart fading from my chest.
And when all of the people who before stayed and watched me with concern
Begin to drift away like an early morning fog,
I finally realize that being trapped behind this glass is slowly killing me.
I pound and kick and scream, desperate to get someone's attention
So they can try to get me out.
But no one is there anymore...
I am alone.
With tears stinging at my eyes, and blood dripping from my bleeding knuckles,
I finally realize something that I should have realized as soon as I was trapped.
I had brought myself to suffer this fate.
And no one could help me now.
I was the only one who could do it.
And I had to do it quick,
Or I would lose more than those people who had once cared for me.
My heart would eventually fade completely,
And I would
Propane DreamsPropane nightmares,Propane Dreams2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And chemical dreams,
Overpowered by self-esteem.
A million ways to hide,
Locked in the prison of your mind,
Veils pulled over your eyes,
Words you used to mask your lies.
Every person pierces your heart,
With a small blade of silver,
Your body dead within a week,
Your emotions left to suffer.
Taken from a rut,
To be placed back within hells light.
It's all just becoming,
A neverending vicious circle,
And I am slowly succumbing,
To pain I waited years for.
Dark Man, Light HeartFrom the Skin,Dark Man, Light Heart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Comes the Roots;
To the left,
To the right,
Beasts hunt night.
Black strings glow,
Bright, bud gold.
Holds the orb;
Bright as Sun.
Both live on;
Black and Gold,
On the back,
Is the trunk;
Thick, black bark,
Full of luck.
From the hip,
To the chest.
In real truth,
Is true bare.
For good care,
For the pearl.
We Are All InsaneWhat ifWe Are All Insane6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are all
Sweet dreams...???"Father?Sweet dreams...???2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where are you?
Lightning pierces the darkening sky
as rain continues to pour.
But above the thunderous storm could be heard
the sobs of a little girl all alone.
Drenched in her own pool of tears...
her heart torn and bruised.
Her swollen eyes lifts towards the sky...
as her minds drifts...drifts above it all...
" Wake up, my love.
Daddy is here."
Her eyes lit up
as she runs into his arm.
Unable to contain her joy
her heart burst with excitement and laughter.
"Why are you laughing? "
"Cause you're here!
I'm so happy you're here!"
"I am happy as well. "
He lifts her up.
Holds her closer than he has ever done.
"Look my dear.
the sky is all clear now..."
Now we can do all those stuff you planned.
"Now we can go to the movies together.
Now we can walk in the park, while i hold you close.
Now we could go bike riding together
we could even make something together for your mother.
A Broken SoulA Broken SoulA Broken Soul3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One more broken soul
Laying shattered on the floor
Inside cut by cruel words.
Outside cut by the sweet blade.
A dream of a save world
In which can save me.
Reality hits me now and then
Because you can’t.
You would have to search
For every piece of my broken soul.
I can’t make you do that
All those shards could cut you
But we can’t both bleed.
What shall I do?
Wait until you can save me?
Save me and my soul?
I had that I can only deny this love to you
Because this love destroyed me
You broke me, you are the only one who can fix me.
be still, my hearti.be still, my heart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
stark colors to
float into sky
with glints of
in china blue
crawled out of sea
still- across breath
of shallow end.
carefully in the air
breathing empty water.
to open air
slid the bushes
under the trees
closed in pale flowers
left prints in soft soil
where more sunshine fell
from sky (strange as sea)
Self-DestructionWith a sudden jolt,Self-Destruction1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am ripped from my fantasy.
I have come to know happiness
As a fleeting thing.
It slips away once more.
The heavens come crashing down all around me.
I raise up my hands futilely in defense,
I take the blow.
I take no shelter from the storm waging within.
I cry tears of embarrassment
I stare down meekly
Not knowing what I'm apologizing for.
The earth beneath my feet
Begins to shake
Like a dramatic crescendo,
My emotions spike
And daggers pierce me.
A scarred and beaten core
Endures each and every blow,
Not knowing what it did
To deserve such abuse.
And I am filled
With all the hate of hell.
I can't find any trace of warmth
In the human heart,
I am scorched by a conflagration
They engulf me
And destroy every trace of peace that I tried to cling to.
Makes no sound.
The world takes no heed
Of the destruction within me.
I am felt to endure it alone
And I sit here silently
suffocatesea moved her arms in and out of the light like a bird caught in airsuffocate2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and gave up with the ocean's pull that stayed and stayed
i found nothing to be more
than the sea and its lover
night it brings holding the
blue as the moon seemed
to fall into our eyes nestled
in the thick of stars only to cry
thrashing waves for land
to kiss it another more.
the sheets of salt fill my lungs
and ripped my heart open to the
such swelling waves.
Our DutyWe swallowed the path homeOur Duty1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because we were hungry,
Though starving is an ongoing
Story, an empty bag
Dancing in the streets,
Full of an unfastened voice
Walking through the house,
Wind unchained, heart admonished.
Heaven fills its eyes, crawls away,
That sleeping boat content to follow
The vacant waves, intervals
Of dying that we dare not interrupt,
And we watch the kind ear shrinking
From our charcoal docks; heaven
With a full stomach crawls away.
This is what we were put here for.
The dreamer never stops dreamingWishing for the daylightThe dreamer never stops dreaming9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
to stay a little longer,
praying for the sunshine
to keep me feeling stronger,
bracing for a new day
to bring me more to conquer.
Hoping for a new soul,
new life to give me power,
rinsing me all over,
with energizing showers,
wishing that just somehow
it all comes true this hour.
Praying for a new day,
with happy kinds of weather,
a dreamy kind of dream,
a hope-filled sweet endeavor,
complete with all my love,
and lasting 'til forever.
Yet even when my dreams come true,
I'm still wishing, hoping, praying
Pretty little things called words and dustif you weren't a hypocrite,Pretty little things called words and dust2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you'd be wrapped in the sweetest
how to engulf the ocean
with your lungs
and think of how to cup it
in your hands
your broken prayers and
still be beautiful)
dance with the gypsies
(a quake in
your hips like the thrust
and the faultlines
so, so graceful)
sing with the nymphs
it's growing old,
your throat's burning dry
like a monsoon
faltering in a desert,
be nestled in a king's arms
(oh, you precious
how could anyone break
how could the sweetest,
by the hungriest of wildfires?
your poor bones,
they must be so weary
of holding all that loveliness
look at you,
you'll be happier
(with those lips stained
(there's no more
just ash pumping
in that pillar heart)
(you're falling apar
A YearAutumnA Year3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Raindrops hit the windows
A child is slipping on the wet leaves
But we are save inside
Me in your arms.
You whispered nothing could happen to me
Nothing could hurt me as long as you're with me
You promised you'd always protect me
While you kissed away a tear.
Snowflakes rest in your hair
The reflected light sparkles in your eyes
As we walk around the frozen lake
Hand in hand.
You whispered something happened
Something that'd change a lot
You promised it wasn't my fault
While you strictly avoided to look in my tear-filled eyes.
The earth fills with colors
The sun warms the air
While my world stays grey and cold
My soul remains black and frozen
Something happened to me
I'm hurt now you're gone
You lied to me
You didn't save me
People full of joy and passion
As the sunlight shines through my windows
While I'm completely lost.
You brought me to hell
I know that now
It was my fault
I see that now.
As I hold my arm into the sunlight
The blood sparkles
Just like th
color coded01. ice bluecolor coded2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Icicles cling to the shingles in the summer suburbia;
whistle wind chimes tuned to the beating of frost sparkles
of burning cold and stinging eyes
snowflakes contorted from extinguished hearths and skewed cigarettes;
so sorry; I ate their tears with my eardrums
it's the frostbite
I murdered one right after the other
One cried nightfall
The other screamed sunset
03. deep violet
Illuminated sparklers signal to painted cousins
the looking glass blinked though, and they ran away in disheartened.
I wonder if the lemons are just as sour in Constantinople or as bitter in
Fireflies never stay long in Detroit.
04. solid green
A twist and a turn
the broken pinball machine has seen enough
eyelashes to wish cardboard forests from smoke clouds
but I never ceased to abhor; the burlesque puppet dances
russian roulette and laughs
nine of fifty four
05. murky grey
The December dusk is not lampshade
for the jack-o-lantern beneath my door
new turns old on
MeI am meMe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And only such
I will not let things pass
Just because it is recommended
I will not be shaped by others
Who are shrouded by corruption
I will not accept lies
Spun between acid tongues
I will not cover up
Nor will I announce to the world
I will not harm others
Even if the crowd longs for blood
I will not lose everything
Through a leap of faith
To give it away
At a dying hope
I will not love for tedious things
Such as warmth, or stature
I will not loathe to fit in
No matter how many oppose
I will be defiant
I will speak the truth
I will comfort
I will stand strong
I will live
I will persist
I will rise up
I will aid
I will love honestly
I will laugh a truthful laugh
And I will be myself
I expect us all to be so
Front page...Liquid chains cling to my anklesFront page...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feathers of a bird tickle my nose.
Haunted by the voices in this cold dark cell
Longing for the scent of a light pink rose.
Ocean waves beat upon a sandy shore
A sea of hatred and rage.
Dragonflies swim through air so light
But this stuff never gets to the front page.
Cher Charades: A Terza Rima Dear aurorean wraiths of past mistakesCher Charades: A Terza Rima2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
release man from your unliving remains
cast him out of your silhouette heartaches
Overmorrows are stained with past champagnes
drunk on a once implacable fervor
amassing populace from all terrains
Eros is a cantankerous server
of all who fall into his mondegreens
while Venus keeps track like an observer
Love's veiled in cashmere curtains and smoke screens
lost in childish charades of sweet sixteens