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I KnowI know what you really think of meI Know2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know you want me gone
I know whenever my mouth opens you cringe
I know you think I’m stupid
I know you wish I would die
I know people hate me
I know I’m really stupid
I know I don’t get you
I know you don’t get me
I know you wish we really never met
And I’m sorry...
watching youi love watching you,watching you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when your eyes are far away and the corners
of your mouth turn up slightly - smiling
at some old memory or private joke
and i, quietly looking down,
smile too; sharing in
your secret happiness
but always, something shakes you to awareness
and your eyes focus, looking around
to draw your paper closer. and i
break a little more in knowing
you cannot be happy for more than a moment,
eternally stuck in your far-away universe.
maybe you'll come down
and notice me someday?
Trinity I - Ill WindsAs they dance their dance in phases, partnered by their lonely existence,Trinity I - Ill Winds2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
so too shall I dance upon the fragile wind that is the forebode of my descent,
Alas my heart, my soul, I must repent.
to write for youi wanted to write a poem for you.to write for you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so i sat down,
quietly - pen in hand -
and wept. because i cannot
contain the ocean in a paragraph,
i can't shape your eyes
in a stanza. and even
if all the world's birds were singing,
it still would not compare
to the symphonies of your kiss;
and this makes me sad!
through wild and happy fields
i've ran, only to discover:
tears can be captured,
but love is always free.
Untitledi woke up achingUntitled2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with the promise of the day but
curled my stuttering body
around your heart
and your yellow sundress -
messy hair and wings,
i woke with
lingers of my haunts:
screaming inside-out terror
and longing; i woke
to find you here and
snowsnowsnow2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is like kissing in public,
soft whispers on your cheeks
aching to be deep white blankets;
cover me up love.
DreamDancing in the darkness orDream5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Reaching for the stars?
Empty but full of life
A dream or a nightmare?
My mind can't tell the difference
minutesI don't remember the minutesminutes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the day you died.
All I can feel
is the phone, crashing
hitting the floor. The same phone
he always called me on -
breaking, as I broke.
in a house I can no longer see.
A transition to new love CIELXREADER [part 8]A transition to new love CIELXREADER [part 8]2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a few weeks after the fight between Claude and Sebastian. Things at the manor had calmed down, there was no sign of anything new to come. Peaceful days had been all that was in sight. Sebastian, however, was extra cautious for Ciel. The entirety of his days were committed to him.
"____, I need to see you." Sebastian took your hand. "It's about the young master." Anything related to your new betrothed was worth hearing. You followed him into your guest room. The room that you had ignored. You'd been in Ciel's room every night.
"Ciel is in grave danger...I've done a decent job of keeping things hidden from him, yet, I needed your help. I understand that a demon should not be asking a mortal, a young mortal for help. But by the sake of my contract, whatever means necessary to protect my master, that action will be taken."
"I understand." You were unsure of what was going on, but you were all ears.
"Alois Trancy is planning an attack. Claude Faustus is another demon who is bound
MasksEach of us wears a different maskMasks2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For daily use, and every task.
Knowing that, with the right face
We might fit in around the place.
Are they a real part of who we are?
Merely an aspect to help us get far.
Does the truth of the mask cover the lie
Make you feel good, or prompt you to cry.
They say that a mirror reflects in a different way
Dependant on the viewer to prompt what to say
But this simple saying hides the most obvious fact
That your own mirror image reflects your desperate act.
Its not always clear who is hurt most
The strangers, the friends, or you; the host.
Is this charade worth all the pain
When it’s not your true self that stands to gain.
Only we know whether it is through fear
That prompts us to make these false visages appear
But once they are there for all to see
Do you only become that which you appear to be?
just pretendingyou're just pretendingjust pretending2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you kiss me, and the
sky breathes softly down
on your eyelashes.
when you glance quickly to the side,
decide not to look me in the face.
i will never re-wear that
polka dot dress or wish
i was a street lamp - because
sea-salt stains are
extremely hard to wash out.
windfallI would gather allwindfall4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the seven seas for you.
for me, you would not
spare a raindrop.
Do You Know Why A Star Falls?Do you know why a star falls?Do You Know Why A Star Falls?6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
That is a star that has given up in defeat
A star that could not out sparkle your eyes
A star that knows greater beauty when it sees it
And the sun rises each morning
In a failed attempt to outshine your smile
Out glow the warmth of your generous heart
But rests each night for it's no match to your soul
And gravity is forever unhalting
Because the earth, like me, is selfish
So selfish as to be craving your presence
But earth, alone, never enough to keep you here
But do you know why it rains?
Each droplet is one wish I made for you
One drop for each ache of this longing heart
For every tear shed and every feeling left unspoken
And the world continues turning
Every rotation one more beat of my heart
A heart that is silent for everyone else but you
You, alone, the one person it has chosen to beat for
And time will never end
Because, like my love, it knows no boundaries
It does not stop, die, nor will it ever fade away
As time is undying, my love for you wi
Perfect on PaperWe cut heartsPerfect on Paper2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
into paper to make streams
That was my impression of it.
That you ripped
the pieces you didn't want
until you got something that was
It's no wonder
that I can't believe that someone
would think I was paper-perfect,
CourageBeing courageous is a big risk. Speaking out your opinion is courageous.Courage1 year ago in Philosophical More Like This
Especially if it goes against what many people say.
It's courage to speak it anyway. No matter what people say, or threaten.
I've decided that I'm going to take the stand.
God will back me up no matter what you will say about me, or what you believe.
Like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abendigo, I will make the right choice and stand for what is right.
My mouth cannot remain silent.
My tounge cannot remain quiet.
So my mouth, my tounge, and my soul will speak the truth of God and life.
And if i'm wrong God will correct me, no shame in making mistakes.
But anyhow I make my stand
You'll Never DieHear me read it!You'll Never Die2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They say that if a writer falls in love with you then you never really die.
Instead your body is laid out in its funerial shrouds and moulds are made. Soft impressions of you to be pressed onto the blank faces of future loves.
Every time I write of taking comfort in a safe place in a storm, it will be your forearm. Every half-made smile will be on your lips, and every touch will be constructed from the residue beneath your fingernails.
When I metaphise of trees' blood, the leaves that give the energy so that a willow can provide shade for those in need, it will be your blood, it will be your light drenched kisses.
Every tear on every face will taste of the sweat that you put into keeping me happy. Every soaring song of love will be played through your windpipe, your trachea my instrument of choice.
For every time that a hero has the strength to walk on, I will use your feet. I will weld them to my own and walk a mile. Wal
Your Lies have almost took my lifeYour Lies have almost took my lifeYour Lies have almost took my life2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your Lies have almost took my life,
Pretty blind, now I see your knife,
Cutting me down to earth,
Do you even know how much that hurts?
Of course you do,
Because it's you,
It's fun to see me on the ground ,
Look around ,look around!
All my pain is your work
All my blood your joy,
Am I just your little voodoo toy?
Am I the dork?
And yes, you're really made it,
Looking at me
I'm on my knees
Begging for my life, which seems to flee
And all the flames ,they hit and hurt
Goodbye my life ,goodbye my love
Your lies have took me life…
Nothing Out ThereNothing Out ThereNothing Out There1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Siento tus latidos sobre mi silencio enamorado…
No busco las palabras en el aire para plasmarla en el papel. Mi palabra nace en mi sangre, y recorre mi cuerpo en calidad de urgencia tuya.
Todo lo llenas tú, todo tú me llenas.
Tómate el tiempo que creas necesario para darte cuenta de que me amas.
Y es que pienso en la manera de adorarte en cada momento.
Al mismo tiempo, parece no importarte, y siento que te he perdido.
Hoy he buscado en cada mujer, en todas sus bocas, para ver si alguna tiene tu misma sonrisa… imposible.
Qué importa que mi amor no valga para ti. Yo te amo, ¡te amo!
A veces me gustaría tenerte lejos para seguir imaginándote cerca.
Me encuentro a tú lado… y a partir de ese momento, ya no será un día cualquiera.
Mi pequeño corazón empieza a latir veloz, inútilmente preocupado. No sabe si tendrá pronto tus respuestas.
Eres tú mi ilus
The Moon's Curse 2Many Many Years Later......The Moon's Curse 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
12-year-old Emily Kinney sat at the breakfast table, balloons and party streamers all around her. Today was her 12th birthday. Her mother and father sat across the table giving her sparkling packages, that seemed too pretty to be birthday gifts.
"I'm guessing this box went through a shower of glitter didn't it?" Emily asked her parents, joking of course as she took the present from their hands.
"I wanted this one to be special!" Her mom exclaimed. "It used to be my grandmother's, it has been passed down through our family for generations!"
Emily tried to shake the glitter off her hands, but instead, she just decided to open the birthday gift first.
Emily tore open the box, to find a small wooden box, engraved on it were the initals "E.K." and it was carved with swirls, stars and a delicate moon. She opened the box eagerly, to find a beautiful cresent moonstone necklace. It shone with a mischevious light, almost eerie. Emily picked up the necklace carefully,
i haven't forgottentell me, boyi haven't forgotten11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
who is your god.
do not say it
is the limbs
that spread you
do not tell me it is
hands wrapping a head
board, nor a mouth
tugging your name
i want to know who it is
that makes you lucent,
bent beneath the dark,
because there is no divinity
like the one that makes