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Got No Means For WanderlustMy city beats slowly, pulsating with painful murmur,Got No Means For Wanderlust2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
an almost stillness, as if we stepped no more.
Beneath, below the decaying ancestors and sewage swamps,
there lies the pumping piece, the esprit de corps;
the children that crayon the concrete with glee,
see now washed away memories in us .
We want to succeed, survive and thrive in tiny towns,
destruction is never a subject to discuss.
Yet as I journey through our jumbled streets,
I notice the air is dead and sidewalks are sinking.
Paint is peeling off abandoned buildings and
the places flowers flourished are fastly shrinking.
My city's soul is wilting, withering from the lac
Every Second is the SameI believe that I have no future,Every Second is the Same3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
it's the same repeating scene.
All the pain has no purpose,
as I watch, the slicing scalpel gleam.
I think I used to have a choice,
now by your blood I am bound.
I search for sounds that I withhold,
fuck is the only word that I've found.
Oh no,
Every second is exactly the same.
I lie awake at night, my lips on your name,
couldn't be more clear, all there is to gain.
No one but myself is left with the blame.
I can feel their eyes are watching.
Was I ever really sane?
Then I realize I am nowhere near,
what I, illusioned was the end.
It was when you first departed,
but I can tell you,
this is
for dummiesYou were born as a blank paper - others wrote on you. //for dummies3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Piano or the trumpet?
Cuts or wounds?
Salt or vinegar?
Lick or let rot?
Time does not heal wounds.
I guess other wounds must be open to forget old scars.
Losing the BattleThe weight of woe is smothering.Losing the Battle3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It settles over my body
with a sediment of sullenness.
Coats in a cancerous way
that spreads, laying waste
to ground I've gained.
Crumbles beneath my feet,
brings my palms to the pavement
with a SLAP! and a stifled scream.
I fight against this feeling,
gripping the roots of my will.
It's holding my head under,
pinning me down with pain.
Darkness is a dangerous place
where nightmares come to life.
If I cover my eyes they claw past
my fingers and explode in my vision.
I can't blink with it buried
in my iris, augmenting it an
agonizing hue.
Blood-shot and burning from
the assaulting imag
November 2010 Haikuathon1. Staining the Sheets ScarletNovember 2010 Haikuathon3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Voices in my head;
muttering incessantly,
drowning sanity.
2. I'm Not Made of Steel
Jealous of your gun;
without her you are nothing,
safe within strong hands.
3. Where Are Your Table Manners?
Offered up my heart;
you consumed it completely,
silver platter sobs.
4. Tyranny of Tears
Blurring my vision;
salty soldiers slide downward,
stinging bitten lips.
5. Ba
Dis-OrientationConcentrated with chatter around me,Dis-Orientation3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sitting poised, with a pen in my hand.
The beginning of future so quickly,
my career, in total command.
The textbooks and lectures are looming,
the faces are none that I've seen.
These choices, completely consuming,
the past paths and the person I've been.
Confused yet content with the madness,
I'm learning my life's destiny.
Feeling small twinges of sadness,
for how distant my friends will now be.
Youthful eyes are slowly maturing,
as they take in surroundings so new.
Understanding what I'll be enduring,
fascinated by what fate can do.
The next one thousand four hundred fifty nine days
w
This IsI wonder how long it'll take for you to noticeThis Is3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I'm here, alive, kicking
Screaming,
I wonder how long it'll take you to realise
That I'm not just a shadow
That I'm not just a reflection,
I wonder how long it'll take for you to listen
Just once
To recognize me
As your friend and not
As a ghost,
Just take note that,
I'm still here you know
So look at me,
I'm transparent
Like glass, you see right through me
Like you, I am nothing.
GhostflowersI killed a man tonight.Ghostflowers3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
His blood warmed my hands as the heat left his body.
My shadow loomed ten feet tall; his became a chalk outline.
He felt his skin separate as my blade slid in.
Classic scene: dark night, unsuspecting girl walking home alone.
Here's the twist-
little girls carry big blades.
Concealed up my sleeve I keep a steel dagger waiting to be worn by a body.
Whether it be fate or the man's fucked up mental state; his choices left him sprawled on the pavement.
To add a touch of softness to this tale; the last thing the man laid eyes on was a satellite's soft glow. I stood transfixed for a while afterward, locked on its sl
Blacken the Cursed SunThe gunfire stops. Amidst the clicking of reloading, a bird's chirp rings clear. The noise is startling to the ravaged soldier. To have a sound so sweet infiltrate his ears, at this time of combat, was shocking.Blacken the Cursed Sun3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Through the billowing black smoke, a sliver of sunlight shines on his face. The warmth caresses his skin like a long-lost love, who he has left behind with his boyhood. The sharp cold of steel grips against his flesh, and he remembers where he is. He leans forward and stares through a bullet hole in the wall. The side of the hideout has been peppered with shots, creating miniature windows of death across it's width. The distant crac
Burn the Kingdom DownImperfection sparks insurrection,Burn the Kingdom Down3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fear of death created broken trusts,
They scattered far the remnants of They Who Built,
A shattered mind, a ruined force,
Lies bubble up from a lust for strength.
For too tantalizing are the words,
The need for power clouds all thought,
And so comes but poisoned action,
Greed makes for the perfect mist, and from it falls the price.
"They who shattered shall be scattered!"
Lock themselves away and divide the power,
Ignorant that they have played their hands,
Wants and needs, born from sheer deceit,
Breaks through- brings forth!
Here comes the one!
A way is paved, a light is dimmed,
The door is
My Beautiful Fallen AngelRest your weary heart with me my love.My Beautiful Fallen Angel3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Close your eyes and relax in my embrace.
I see your tattered wings and broken body and I know that you have fallen.
With your bloodied hands and your dirty feet it's clear to me that you're no longer walking on clouds.
I love you in spite of your imperfections, and I will be with you through it all.
Take my hand and squeeze it tight when the pain is overwhelming.
Lay your head on my shoulder and let the tears flow when you feel you've had enough.
I'll pull you closer and hold you tighter when I start to feel you slipping.
Stay with me and forget the world and all the suffering it has brought you.
The ShadowThe ShadowThe Shadow3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Unseen by many
Ignored by all
The Shadow lurks...
To observe us all
Deaf to all
The shadows cries
Can never Rise
The Shadow dies
In brightest light
But is reborn
In Blackest night
The Shadow seen
From a far as if
Gazing at the stars
The stars
Blazing light
Drives Shadow
To Darkest night
Eclipsing moon brings
Eternal night Ending
Shadow Fright The
Fright that grips children of light
The world of light
Ends tonight
Calling forth Shadow Knight
Through blazing ashes
Of world light The
Shadow reign begins
Tonight
Written:
3/13/09
Faces Of MineFaces Of Mine3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Faces Of Mine
A smile once so true
It changed direction over time
I knew it was there because of you
But it was just belief based from a lie
Hope cannot be granted
And then stripped away
You have left my core tainted
With these wicked games that you play
May it be a lesson
Or turn it into fact and truth
Love won't be as important
As I use these scars as my proof
-
These eyes were once so hopeful
It was considered the rise after the fall
But my tears became unfaithful
As pain plunged out of my skull
No passion for the heart / No light for the dark
No love for the liars / No guilt for the defilers
No truth for the corrupted / No solace for
Here's to the pastHere's to the past7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've said my goodbye and I've ripped off my wings
It hurts my heart but I need to get over these feelings
I've suffered for so long under your reign
and I think it's about time that I end all this pain
I'm starting my journey into the begotten future
To find all the missing pieces of my heart that I need to nurture
I'll have to search far and wide and it make take a few years
but I'll grow as a person and face many of my fears
As I slowly grow older and farther from you
I'll never forget our memories and the day that you knew
that I was too much for you or maybe to little
and decided to leave me behind and not to dwindle
Sometime
The Tale of the Evil EyeThe Tale of theThe Tale of the Evil Eye2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Evil Eye
by
James Glendinning
Deep inside myself, I smiled with glee as the ray of light struck my single open eye. Though normal sight was denied me, I could sense things beyond the ken of mere mortals and I knew that this fateful light spelled an end to my earthly torments. My careful sowing of madness' seeds in my hapless young assistant was about to bear fruit in my death.
My evil saga had begun many years before. I was born the second son of minor nobility, the Earl of _________. Dear father had squandered most of the family fortune, and my older brother was fast consuming the remainder. My poor mother surren
Tick TockTick Tock9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tick Tock
Tick Tock
Bad Clock
Bad Clock
Bad Crow
Who Would Know
What I have to show
show
go
grow
grow
who would know
how to grow
up
up
cup
cup of tears
tears of joy
joyful sorrows
sorrows
sorrows
borrows
please borrow my sorrows
and forget to return them
because
because
the cause
I
Me
You
are going crazy
crazy
crazy
tick tock
tick tock
bad clock
tick tock
Rare Little Story.Rare Little Story.9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"This is a bad idea..." The fourteen year old ravenette grumbled to herself, as she shoved the small torch into her back pocket, before she hooked all ten of her fingers into the wire fence and hoisted herself up. It shook and rattled under her weight. The toes of her shoes managed to fit into the diamond-shapes that was the fence, making it easier for her to scale it and leap right off from the top, as soon as she had swung her legs over the other side. Although she had told her closest friends that she wasn't afraid of being outside at night time, all alone, she still felt butterflies flickering around in the bottom of her stomach.
"Ugh !"
My dilemma in conversationsWhen I talk about nerdy things,My dilemma in conversations4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can talk without difficulty.
Sci-fi is easy to me,
British telly, anime, and gaming too.
My geekiness is common knowledge,
Get me talking about Firefly, I'll go on for an hour.
But relationships?
Romance?
I'm sorry,
Like Tennant, I'm so sorry,
But I haven't the faintest clue.
The VoicesThe voices, the voices, they are never ending,The Voices1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
How much can they make a person waver in fear?
They told her, they told her to do it.
"I had to", she kept saying while her hands remained around the throat of youth
Oh how those words echo in the mind
The memories of her transgressions will never fade
The smile from her face, is the smile of one lost to this world
What can a person do for someone who has gone past the blink of sanity?
There is no cure, there is only despair
The more you send her away, the more unpredictable she becomes.
At any moment she will snap and your mind will go blank
The pressure of it all fills my lungs as th
Sad Songs Say So MuchTalking to people is less painful then hiding your emotions.Sad Songs Say So Much1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
LIES.
Knowing that you can’t express your thoughts is the most painful thing.
Not seeing the depression one carries means that there’s none there.
LIES.
Can you see your brain? So then that doesn’t exist either.
Depression means you’re weak.
LIES.
Depression is only a sign in which you’ve been strong for too long.
I want to kill myself.
LIES.
You simply only want things to become better but they aren’t. Make it.
I’M FINE.
lies.
No one is fine.
I don’t need help.
lies.
Everyone needs help.
Are you still listening?
If so, you&rsquo
My Dream Last NightI had a dream that as we walkedMy Dream Last Night2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I caught you lying
I had a dream that as we talked
You kept denying
I had a dream we went to a park
And you were dying
In my dream I asked you about the past
You lied and told me to forget about it
I’m sorry that I asked
In my dream we walked to a park and we ran into your friends
They told me things about you
You denied it to the end
In my dream you were on the floor dying
I finally snapped and attacked
I guess that’s what you get for lying
For DanielThe Once-BornFor Daniel3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Cover him in lavender;
Redden your wicks,
Beacons of warmth
And light
For those with no sight of their own.
These coals are spent,
But his brilliance will rise again
With the lightning
Or the sun....
Be it short lived,
Fire has many forms.
no words can follow the feelings i growno words can follow the feelings i growno words can follow the feelings i grow3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
on the insides of my ribcage
and skull
as little notes of contentment
turn whole in the measures
and i leave roots between 'em
from wear and efforts relinquished
from staining the piano violet
euphoric i think
it floods and
flutters and rushed
and rose throatward
its petals descending
spiraling
controlled by palms pressing
against the front of my face
near the mouths of all elephants
trampling
unmistakably
purposefully lame
their petals descending
quieted i am simply pleased
to have somehow coaxed the sun
from his caves in every iceberg
where frozen i clutched
an antagonized fistful
a cupboard o
GlanceEvery single glanceGlance1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
made a shooting,
pins-and-needles sensation
ignite up her spine,
and the blonde hairs
on the back of her neck
would rise in anticipation.
Every single glance
from your ice cold iruses,
and your blackhole pupils,
radiated a permanent
sort of power;
a certain sway in her
each and every belief.
Every single glance
conveyed entire messages:
boredom or anger,
never humor,
and rarely approval.
She was quick to read
the vague dialogue,
written on your retinas
and change her very
attitude to match.
Every single glance,
was laced [like a sneaker]
with condensed power
over her.
Sta.sh
