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My Father's Shoes3 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word
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Like You, Dad"Like You, Dad"Like You, Dad3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When I grow up, I want to be like you, Dad
I want to give my children the things I never had
I want to raise and nurture them the best I can
And if they fail at times of course I'll understand
I want to be there for them, the way you were there for me
Through hardships and happiness we'll build our memories
I want to watch them grow and change the way I did
And pray I don't leave them early like you left me, God forbid
I want to follow in your footsteps; every step by step
Though it's never easy because many nights I wept
Feeling hopeless and lost; emptied by exhaust
I wanted to go up with you by any means or cost
Because
Counting All the VoicesCounting All The Voices:Counting All the Voices4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
How many voices choose to speak; a debate within my head.
As I lie awake, counting cracks, on the wall above my bed.
I seem to think of random colours and things you've never seen.
But I don't like to hear the ugly voices, some are rather mean!
Though I suppose we are a loving family and thus I must accept
That when it comes to stashing bodies, we are most adept...
Best of luck detective, you have three days to find her (^_^)/
-Chen Yuan Wen, 8th February 2013
Picked On..Picked On..9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When you make fun of me
My feeling you can not see
Tears running down my heart
ripping me all apart
Not on the outside but in
something time can't even mend
Poetic Practice - Love Like AshPoetic Practice - Love Like Ash:Poetic Practice - Love Like Ash5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Yes sir, he is clinging to insanity.
He remembers all the things he said, profanity.
Bare the shame on his naked old humanity.
He is the doll claiming love for his vanity-
When he woke up, desire!
He made a move like fire.
His whispers; a liar,
His heart snaps, like wire!
But what are you thinking of this man as I make him out?
Is it an image or a type that you seem to tout.
was it all his fault with no one else to blame,
Or were there cracks in the story that they both will claim-
Spit that and live that,
Hate when you love that!
You rip that and tear that,
Scream like you know that!
Stop for
I'm fineYou say I don't understand youI'm fine5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I probably don't
But how can I ever begin to understand
if you never tell me anything?
Are you okay?
I'm fine...
Really?
Are you?
How am I supposed to know
if you always tell me
what you think I want to hear
Tell me how everything is falling apart
how you hate everything
including yourself
including me
Just don't tell me lies
I can't help you
when all you show me
is a wall
I can't help you
unless you help me first
Help me understand
even if I never truly will
If you give in, they winIf you give in, they win:If you give in, they win2 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
There ain't no one in the world who can decide your limit,
Cause if you're playing this game, then you're playin' to win it.
I don't believe in the words of the hopeless and dry;
These wings are born full of freedom and they're achin' to fly.
I don't care if the world gives me scars on my back,
Cause I will wear them with pride over a suit that is black.
I am the heaven and the hell and I'll make you believe it;
I am an angel and a demon and I swear that you'll feel it.
Cause I ain't never gonna give in - never say die.
Until the moment that I am ash I will always have tried.
Until the very last minute, when th
The Way We LiveThe Way We Live:The Way We Live5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We all have our own little struggles;
Pushing on forward as the tragedies double.
A life led with pain and exhaustion too immense,
I'm pushing down walls as my muscles go tense.
But these are the words that you'll never hear me spit.
I'd never say I'm 'giving up' or if I should 'quit'.
I'm really freaking stupid so just tell it to my face,
And even then I'd never give up the right to race.
I'm like a lone arrow drawn and shot from a bow,
Blustered by the winds of all the things I don't know.
I'd never figure out if I'd reach the final mark,
But I know that I'd never lose my glowing inner spark.
And that's all it
UndyingUndying:Undying4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
How many days do you spend now, putting me down?
The coffin call for a dead man waiting around
"He's just an underground laughing stock, never to rise"
But on the seventh day I'm coming back; these are my ties!
The kind of promise that you made with the devil inside
You try to take away my soul, but I take it in stride
I ain't a doll that is crushed by the weight of his pride
I am the real and the raw of the things you denied!
You're playing snake games, selling oil, pass it off strong
You're just a pot head, weed dead, smoking your bong.
You try to look away, play and hide; apathy's best
But I'm the kind of bad boy you don't put
I Have The Letters.I Have The Letters.6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have the letters, I just can't find the words.
According to the Oxford dictionary there are 171,476 words in the English language currently in use. You'd think out of 171,476 words, thousands of songs and endless quotes, and whatever else it is that people use nowadays to get the point across; I could find the means to put a simple sentence together.
I hate those days.
The days when the words have no flow. There is no rhythm, no rhyme. Just an endless thought process, jumbled and unable to make any sense of things. I don't understand. Words have always been easy. I've never been at a loss of what to say. And when I can't create my own, th
Need A Hug?"Need A Hug?"Need A Hug?2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The wind chimes are ringing from a delicate blow
The city in lights is completely covered in snow
The waters are freezing down by the bay
But all of these sights to me appear grey
A rainbow appeared minutes after rain
A patient with a doctor was cured of his pain
Families on-board are being served on a train
But this food just doesn't taste the same
A butterfly has landed on a delicate branch
The cattle are roaming outside on a ranch
Hummingbirds are chirping high in a tree
Oh, how I wish you were here with me
A festival is held in a city's huge halls
A boy is waiting for an intimate call
A bass is pumping music through the
How are you?"Hey! How are you?"How are you?5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm bad,
Tired,
Hurt,
Depressed,
Alone,
Stressed,
Regretful,
Disconcerting,
Frozen to the core,
Broken,
Ready to cry some more,
Lonely,
Crushed,
Cold,
Life is just rushed...
Defeated,
In so much pain,
Feeling cheated,
Life has no gain,
Not good enough,
Worthless,
Life is just so rough,
A failure,
No one could care less,
Sorry for complaining so much,
Sorry for being selfish and such,
"I'm fine, thanks for asking! And how are you?"
Drip, Drop, Drip"Drip, Drop, Drip"Drip, Drop, Drip4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I felt a warm feeling run down my arm
But truth behold the pain was gone
I saw blood dripping on the floor
I watched it drip and drip some more
How it happened; I don't know
But the drip was dripping slow
It might have seemed like such a bore
But I watched it drip some more
I watched the blood leave a trail
Down the drawer and on the mail
The trail now leaked under doors
Drip by drip, it dripped some more
The noise it made was pitter-patter
On the tiles spilt and splattered
To clean this up is such a chore
So I watched it drip some more
My head tilted and pictured eyes
Eyes like mine so young and wise
Disgusted by this
YouYou7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The reflection in the Mirror is no longer broken,
The flower in Bloom no longer stained,
The song that I Sing is no longer sad,
The Unconditional love I feel is no longer strained.
The Supernova I see is an explosion of desire,
The Unknown no longer compels me to fear,
If a Hospital is where I seal my fate,
Let it be known I died loving You, my dear.
I Can't Devour You, Not YetI Can't Devour You, Not Yet:I Can't Devour You, Not Yet6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I long to taste the sweetness of your flesh,
To roll your meat between my tongue and teeth.
So many times have I come - so close -
To taking that first bite from your neck.
Yet, there is something about you,
A scent perhaps or a sickly sap.
It turns bitter upon my tongue,
Poisoning it; I am left unable to eat...
Much like the caterpillar, covered in spines,
Each bite would spew only bitter venom -
Numbing my senses and dulling the mind;
It would leave me naught but a gormless wreck!
Even so, despite me knowing of the repugnant taste,
I am drawn toward you, like a moth to the flame.
May my wings crum
Eagle GirlEagle Girl:Eagle Girl5 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
She soars above clouds,
Beloved, wild, unrestrained.
Ended by envy.
- Chen Yuan Wen, 27th January 2013
Orion's Gift"Orion's Gift"Orion's Gift8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its so surreal to feel the stars at night
And know those you care about are looking at that same sky
Wondering if they are thinking about you
The same way you think about them too
Reliving memories as they occur in your mind
While moving forward through the passage of time
Its tough to muster the idea of never speaking to them again
And the bonds that were formed have ended up in vein
And yet we wonder if they are still alive
And if old relationships can ever be revived
The ghosts of people every night I mourn for
Like those families who lost their sons in brutal wars
They still exist out there somewhere in the pr
I Like To Play With SkinI Like To Play With Skin:I Like To Play With Skin2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Breathe -
My dear friends and watch,
As the feeling of life itself
Crumbles beneath each ounce of pain.
Needles slowly piercing into the body,
Paralyzing nerves and expressions.
A mask of pure horror; living terror,
Kept alive on the barest limit of the border.
Such tempting features,
Leave me eager to slip a knife beneath flesh.
Ripping soft layers of epidermal mache,
Tanned and dried, woven slowly into a loving mask.
And with my latest acquisition complete,
Only twenty spaces remain...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 28th April 2013
I've Changed (Yeah right)I've Changed (Yeah right):I've Changed (Yeah right)5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You know, I tell myself everday,
That I'm going to change - that I'll be different.
'This isn't the same; I'm not the same,' that's what I tell myself...
As I sit in front of the computer, praying time doesn't move.
Coward, you're weak and you'll always be weak! You bloody disgrace...
I pick up some new magazine, get inspired,
'I want to be like that guy,' is what I think to myself.
I give it a try for two or three days - I quit.
Same old shit again...
Making up excuses? It's what you always do, you gutless wonder...
I try to reach out with my hands,
Seeking something, anything that I can find to help myself ho
Only When I WriteThe drama unfurling in my lifeOnly When I Write4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feels like the shadow of my hand
That grows as it comes ever closer
To the light perched on my bed stand
In that I can feel the darkest cloud
Ever such a menacing sight
In time I can reverse the feeling
But only when I write
Seclusion left me with nothing
Apart from creativity
Loneliness it turns out, my friends
Is quite the aperitif
For the feast that is awaiting me
If I make it through the night
Tomorrow always brings me new hope
But only when I write
You approach me on a good day
And I will offer you a smile
The same expression on the worst days
Because my manners are so mild
But don’t take me for a t
These Words Aren't PrettyThese Words Aren't Pretty:These Words Aren't Pretty5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My verses are ugly and I admit to the fact
I can't use pretty language when I'm working with rap
Because the things that I write, are just the things that I feel
I ain't an Edgar Allan Poe or a Danielle Steel
And I'll be honest with you, I've got an envy inside
Because some poets got a flow that's as smooth as the tide
I read some stuff that they write, it's just so dope I ignite
Burning shame and my anger at the beautiful sight
And like birds of a feather, they're flocking together
These poets are the Gods and I'm nailed by the weather
But as the rain pours down, lightning resound;
I try to write pretty
BelovedBeloved:Beloved5 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Perfectly pleasant
With a bright radiant smile
If only for me...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 4th January 2013
My trustMy trust6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Red as red can be
I'm hurting can't you see
yes I hide it very well
but I'm hurting can't you tell
all this grief all this pain
stays with me like a stain
through the years I shed many tears
in this darkened room I had many fears
I feel you have given up on me
and in my heart life can't agree
so I'll take it all away with one cut
and heal this pain somewhat
I just want a brand new start
take my hand and play your part
I can't go on any more
when you have shut the door
to the road ahead
you have left me for dead
all those things you promised me
are now just a pile of debris
what will it take for you to see
that you are th
I HATEI hate RACISMI HATE7 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
I hate HOMOPHOBIA
I hate SEGREGATION
I hate WAR
I hate BULLIES
I hate AGEISM
I hate DISABLEISM
I hate LINGUICISM
I hate SEXISM
I hate TRANSPHOBIA
I hate EMPLOYMENT DISCRIMINATION
I hate RELIGIOUS DISCRIMINATION
I hate RACIAL SEGREGATION
I hate SLAVERY
I hate STEREOTYPING
I hate PREJUDICE
I hate GENOCIDE
I hate ADULTISM
I hate CHILD ABUSE
I hate WOMAN ABUSE
I hate POVERTY
I hate ALCOHOLISM
I hate UNEMPLOYMENT
I hate PEER PRESSURE
I hate CONSCRIPTION
I hate DRUG ABUSE
I hate IGNORANCE
I hate a lot of things... but does that make me a bad person?
Sta.sh
