Here Come the MenAntimatter - Here Come the Men https://www.youtube.com/watch?vKZsjGFiygc
Here come the men, they understand
Each other's need for other men
For all alone there's no defense
There's no saviours
Here come the dogs they're on the path
They sense each other's comfort breath
They're sickly drunk with confidence
So give it up
It's not the way they change, but how they stay the same
In the coldness of the hollow streets here
Here come the men they're in their cars
Here come the men with scarecrow arms
Here come the men, let's be alarmed
As the contest begins
Get on the daisy chain, and forfeit sense for gain
In the coldness of the hollow streets here
wasteland by ~Shahsepramwasteland by ~Shahsepram
Are you big enough?
Are you strong enough?
Are you hard enough?
Are you flush enough?
Are you hung enough?
Are you straight enough?
Are you white e
To a blue dressed girlYou are real and alive .To a blue dressed girl3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Unlike me .
I write to you .
i muse - are you real ?
Came a red ,
came black ,
came blue ,
and yellow ,
ocean blue ,
realm of multitudes .
We drown at the night ,
ocean blue .
Wall of Canton
- Only a journey of a day
to a foreign planet
over the every yesterday
Not anymore of this world
and so it is always
Whale is not
The Betrayal of LumenThe Betrayal of Lumen4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
as they waltz across
Collage of the PresentAn ordinary life,Collage of the Present3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
An ordinary day
I never knew it
Any other way
The time fades away
Like the night into the day
Another hour lost
Another bill to pay
The morning washes over me
circling towards the drain
I try to keep going
Ignoring the pain
Looking down at myself,
Staring fear in the face
In the rippling water
I'm being taken from this
In my mind
I am drifting
Thoughts and memories drift away...
Weigh your future
Bury your past
The time will come
When the first are last
This present moment
Reality so unreal
Don't understand what I feel
Where is this goin
murdererI cry because of you every nightmurderer1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you even know?
If I told you,
Would you even care?
Would you care if I died?
Would you cry?
Would you go to my funeral?
Or would you stay home and rejoice?
Because I'm finally gone
Murderers go to jail
So why are you still free?
You pushed me to this
Couldn't you see the pain in my eyes?
You killed me
You stabbed me with the knives of your words
How could you do this to me?
the penYou ask me if I'm cuttingthe pen1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The pen is my blade
I try to drown my sorrow
In the words across this page
CollapseA thousand words I try to catchCollapse1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A thousand thoughts and I collapse
A thousand words I wish I'd said
A thousand chimes inside my head
Wishing I could just be brave
And spit out what I want to say
And take the consequences now
And not just let it wear me down
I don't know who I am inside
I don't know how our worlds collide
I don't know if you stand or fall
I guess I don't know you at all
I need to stop this futile game
I need to know we're not the same
I need to think of what to do
I need to not feel love for you
Dreams....Dreams.Dreams....5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Unspoken secrets of the mind,
In sleep I summon you,
You are the eyes of the soul
and without you I am blind,
I have dreamt of Heaven
enthrolled in flame,fire and coal,
I have dreamt of Hell
veiled in cold,ice and frost,
I have dreamt of love
but in life love was lost,
I have dreamt of power,
I have tasted poison sweet
and golden honey sour,
I have dreamt of shame,
I tread a path of betrayal
and all around me
traitors whisper my name,
I have dreamt of Death
eyes darkened in pain
and flesh rotted by time
as I take my last breath..."
usforgive me, I am fresh out of answers.us2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
grown old through too many asking’s
I've been stuttering syllables
for weeks, trying to find
the right words.
eyes red from reading
regrets written about me,
fingers wrinkled from
typing lies and apologies.
would that you would speak to me,
would that you would hate me to my face.
after all we shared in the shadow hours,
the thought of not seeing you again
fills my soul with shuddering’s.
you spilled your secrets into me,
tear-distilled and trembling.
we made promises in the dark;
and I stand by all my broken vows.
you are not winter, you do not need
to be fixed. you are nobodies projec
Me, myself and IMe, myself and I2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your ghost still haunts me
Your eyes look right through me
I came upon your body
I thought it was a lie
Me, myself and I
You told me not to lie
You asked me not to sigh
Still I wonder if you lived long enough
Still I cry when I think of you
Why can't you live forever
Why must we die
Me, myself and I
Now I wonder if we will ever meet again
Now I lay myself to sleep
How come I couldn't express myself
How long do I have to wait
For so long I feared to sleep
For now I have to say so long
Me, myself and I
rabid generalizationthe dif'rence betweenrabid generalization2 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
flanders and wallonia:
pannenkoek or crepe?
Love is a lie.Love is a lie.2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love is the worst lie you are told exist's when you are a kid. You are told that someday you will met someone that you will love and that will love you in return only to be let down when you find out that it is not true that there is no one for you. And if there is love it is only for the fortunate ones. But never for someone like me, i never have know love and i have give up already. i do have a little bit of hope that i wish could die already leave me alone, all hope does is remind you of what will never be yours. hopes and dreams and wishes never come true and if they have for you then god must favorite you, i must have done the worst thi
OF DADDIES, LETTERS 'N LAUNDRYOF DADDIES, LETTERS 'N LAUNDRY3 months ago in Letters More Like This
OF DADDIES, LETTERS AND LAUNDRY
In which Merton describes his methodical, organized, sincere if a little bossy budding relationship with his new partner (which is rather a different dynamic than that with his former partner), his letter writing relationship with his dear friend, etc. Mertons are “strange birds,” but they do keep up with things (when they are not staying up all night creating, as artists are wont to do). Hope you enjoy this letter to my dear friend R, to whom Merton has written a couple thousand letters to date, often seven or eight letters a day.
R = Merton’s dear friend to whom he writes daily, often ma
heatstrokeAfter a fortnight's journey,heatstroke3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I arrive in the desert.
Arms spread open to greet her,
To embrace the Sahara.
Lay with me."
A dull roar of heat,
Bearing down on my frail form.
I could have chosen to turn back.
To push ahead.
Lay with me."
I lay down my messenger bag.
A canteen, Seiko watch, and rosary beads.
"These have no place here."
They had no purpose there.
The white and azure Saharan sky
-intersected by a lone pale cloud-
Quickly turned to tyrian purple and vermillion.
Pale yellow sand to sanguine with the setting sun.
Sanguine and fleshy,
Fleshy hues upon my back
Transversing valleys and gorges
BerriroseShe came at me with hand-fulls of mallow,Berrirose3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
yet I countered her with marigolds and regarded her with mint.
My love lies bleeding in soil that will not yield to the till, rocks too jagged to plough
Her orchid face and oxeye daisy smile thrust her bouquet forward...again.
I returned the gesture with striped carnations.
She laughed and left me confused while pointing down to the mud at my feet.
"It all grows in that mud, silly boy" she stated with her eyes.
In my wallow I had forgotten that it had started raining.
louve / Wolf :Haiku 3:louve / Wolf :Haiku 3:3 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
English version below
un danger proche
a threat nearby
Whatever Holds Us Back...One day We will find you, and then We will defeat you.Whatever Holds Us Back...3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
SerenityI fear to delve into these secretionsSerenity3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Are they secret, these words, these notions?
They ooze like tired nudibranchs
From the edges of my pillowed
Mind. Mined. Mine.
I hold them out like slugs and spiders
Crawling in my hand
And yet they are not dirty, but pretty.
They are serious, but organic
In series, not pedantic.
Shared. Share. Shards.
Because they all come together in one picture.
There is no whole view without the details,
There would only be a pretty, vapid wall
Behind which we tried to hide from all.
Turn the picture back around.
Every picture makes a
Cene, Seen, Scene,
In which to grow.
Stare until we find
I Can Only Say What's Real to MeAnd my teeth are fused,I Can Only Say What's Real to Me3 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And I try to speak but I'm only used,
And chosen by the crowd
To be a voice now.
But I can only say...
I can only say...
I can only say what's real to me.
And this is not my nightmare,
But if you listen close there,
You will hear the dogs
Always barking at our heels.
They are my friends,
At least companions.
Hear them barking on the wind,
Here they come again.
They are the rearguard,
So better think hard,
And if your heart's a bit impure
Or you're bleeding anywhere
They're going to be there.
Between the crowd in front
And the stragglers
Drinking dirty water from life's wheel-ruts,
We will find the truth.
*Shower*Meteor shower*Shower*3 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Astral colour projection
FrozenFrozen3 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
The water, silent,
is immobilised. time fixed,
the future on hold.
Sculpted fantasies of ice
concealing tumbling moments.