PhobophobiaPhobophobia3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
A Fear I won't be known
A Fear of dying
A Fear of crying
A Fear of being alone
A Fear I won't live long
A Fear life will hurt
A Fear I won't give enough effort
A Fear of being wrong
A Fear I will fail
A Fear of losing
A Fear of a beating
A Fear I will need bail
A Fear of blandness
A Fear being showed off
A Fear of being scoffed
A Fear I will be worthless
A Fear of drear
A Fear I will lose
A Fear of virtues
A Fear of Fear
CancerIt spread like a fire,Cancer3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
burning off your skin,(and
you died then.
Everyday, i wish you could've stayed.
I sleep and wake alone.
I roam, and roam, and roam,
but I haven't found my home.
I remember skin-the color of a rotten pear,
you were barely there.
You lost your hair,
and i lost myself(before
i even had a chance)
now, i cannot dance,
i cannot be,
i cannot dream,
i cannot sing.
I am a bird with two broken wings.
I am damaged goods.
I am woulds
I am many things i swore i'd never be,
but i am me.
I try so hard to fly,
but i will never know the freedom of the sky.
Iv'e tasted the hurt of hope many times,
and everytime i do-i die.
Life is learning new ways to lose,
words to choose,
mistakes to make,
and chances to take,
but i will have to do it all alone.
Ill roam and roam and roam,
i will never find my home.
EcholocationWe navigate by echolocation,Echolocation3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
bouncing words off others' tongues
and find our way by reverberation
concentrated and unstrung
Cartographers within the silence
mapping souls with sonar beams
Illumination brings no triumphs
'cause it's obtained by splitting seams
Who, after all, wants a spotlight on their soul?
A poem of the night.I had seen this wolf many times before in my dreams. But Never did I see a chance to see that wolf in person. But now in front of me is that wolf in it pure presence. A pure white wolf. then before my eyes changed in to a girl of pure beauty. white flowing hair, her eyes glowing yellow with a hint of deep see green in them. She is a rare presence of werewolf very rare to a exstent of eing almost a myth in its self. And Now I understand why she had did what she had did. She was lonelly and wanted some one to care for her. Before I knew it I was right in front of her, staring right in her eyes she in to mine. And then she leand down and in perfect fassion kissed me even though her muszzle made that a bit tricky. And in that moment under the full moon love apeard. Maybe forever. But for now this moment will do.A poem of the night.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sleeping In HopeI sleep in hope of dreams thatSleeping In Hope3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
grow and spread
You used to be my muse
and now you're dead
I sleep in hope to get away
from my world so black
For without you in my life
I don't want to go back
Me. Do you know me?What do you see,Me. Do you know me?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you look at me?
Do you see me?
Or do you see right through me?
See me insides?
See my blood running through my veins?
What do you think of me?
I don't know that myself.
I don't wish to know.
I don't want your opinion.
I only know what I think myself.
Did I wish to know you?
It was random.
Like almost everything else,
that happens in my life.
That or unfortunate.
Do you know me?
Sea's EmbraceShrouded mist lineSea's Embrace3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Carrying a siren's song
to weary ears
o n c eOnce I was a poeto n c e4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And wanted nothing more
Than songs to sing and words to fling
Whilst sitting by the shore.
Once I was a dreamer
And could, not once, deny
That every night, my dreams grew light
And gave me wings to fly.
Once I was a child
Knew not of hate and war
I'd dream and sing of peace, a thing
So many do abhor.
Once I was a lover
Loved life, God, earth and sky
I'd love to say I've stayed this way
But that would be a lie.
Who We AreWe are not destroyers, we are creators.Who We Are2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are re-users, we are visionaries, we are researchers, we are finders, we are explorers, we are adventurers, all within the confines of our own home.
We are anti-conformers, we are deformers, we are enablers, we are disablers.
We are thinkers, we are seekers, we are tweakers and transformers.
We are growers, we are expanders, we can flourish in every place.
We are editors, we are writers, we are modelers and modelees.
We are imaginers, we are children, we are fighters, we are secret keepers and secret givers.
We are recyclers, we are upgraders, we are renovators, we are innovators.
We can hide in the most intricate ways, and be visible in every way.
We are shadow-hiders, spotlight-stealers, kingdom fallers, and kingdom bringers.
We can bring joy to the solemnest of people, and bring down the happiest from their heights.
We are outlasters, outlivers of every culture, every human, and every king.
We are old and young, dead and alive, and everythi
BeachSand being devoured by crystal wavesBeach4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wind brushing by shy hair
Seagulls squeal as they fly over currents
Pushing and pulling in constant harmony
Lying still in tan grains are shells of many
Rocks and kelp scatter in this water
Shining sun gives sunburns
But no one cares, they just laugh
And enjoy the beach.
But there is always one
Hiding in the palm trees.
Scar nightmoon light, scar night,Scar night3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the world is shown in black and white,
set me free from evil's might,
and let me taste some blood tonight