Castles in the airCastles in the air2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even the fools daydream...
That something could go on well,
oh, for a single time
they build castles in the air,
daring to hope, dream
to find a temporary haven of peace
to escape to during the winter
and dream of spring...
Waiting for my wingsWaiting for my wings2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And with my eyes standing on the sky,
waiting that my white wings
return to caress my silky skin,
I'm seeking a sign of your
dark presence upon me
remembering with burning longing
all those soft kisses exchanged
during the warm summer nights...
sleeplessnesswhen i leave, i can still smell you onsleeplessness1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
me, a musky, oceanic scent that
clings to me in this hurricane
and while i am homeless until i
return to your arms, there's always
a period of anxiety, a pacing (if you will)
i want you to mourn for me the
way my father does, but you've
never loved someone with my kind of hurt
i want you to spend dreamless
nights the way i do, with rings
beneath my eyes, wondering
how love could ever last
but i have come to know the
emanation of despair as it barks
at me like a dog that's seen another of its kind -
and i miss you the way i miss myself -
sometimes, or not at all.
Shadow SunShadow Sun2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And in that very moment, I knew it was already too late
My vision has adjusted
The memories of my former life all just slipped away
My light has faded
The last of the fallen sparks fluttered in the distance
My hope has been obliterated
The shadows rose to claim their long awaited radiance
My destiny was always fated
In my heart, I lost it all
To this very second, it's still my fault
In my body, I have been tainted
From all of the damage I sustained
In my mind, I felt everything snap
I smiled as all of the colors turned black
In my soul, I had to let it all go
Cradled by the darkness is all I will ever know
In my eyes, I
Cover It With InkI will not break another person in my lifeCover It With Ink2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Those who I have broken I will fix
I'm done with this thought that I'm nothing
Cause I'm something that no one will never be
I'm done crying myself to sleep
I will laugh at the thought
I will never pick that blade up again
Cause if I will cut something it will be paper
I will cut paper
With my pen
I will write my emotions
And I will not hide
I'm not evil
I will cut my paper
I will use my deadly weapon
I feel bad for the item I'm covering in ink
I know how it feels to be covered
I know how it feels to be cornered
I will not take any pills
This is my medication
I will learn
Something that we all have known
When we were kids
I will learn to
Love myself again
MonophobiaYour hand found my heart with ease,Monophobia2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just as your words always found cracks in weakened armor,
and with the same fluidity that constantly drew my gaze,
filling me with childish need atop the comfort of company,
even if lonely:
we were never ones to stand individually.
Then you play my heart strings,
with the skill of devoted pianists and the poise
of Egyptian princes,
garbed in such confidence I have no choice but to move my lips
to words hummed beneath your steady breath;
the words my heart stammers over,
as weak a fool as ever.
Necessities mash like fevered lips,
merging us as one being,
one entity of which to rejoice with proclamations of fragile love.
and when our lips do make war,
I kiss you into my own oblivion,
drawing you deeper inside me to dwell and comfort,
though you decay fleshly walls
and expanding sacks of breath,
a bloody clash of love producing broken wills and such
mangling us further towards impending destruction:
Joy and Freedom are my KeepersI have been afraidJoy and Freedom are my Keepers3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I used to feel fear
I used to believe
Was my Master.
Was my Mistress.
Was my Lord.
But now I know
They have no claim over me.
I am free
From their control
I am not theirs;
I know to whom I belong.
Fear is not my keeper,
Misery has no rule over me,
Agony cannot order me;
I am not theirs!
Joy is my friend
Peace my master
Strength my guard
Freedom my keeper
These are to whom I belong.
I am Theirs,
I was delivered to them by Faith
Now I know,
Fear has no hold
Misery will have no sting
For I am not theirs!
Strength will carry me,
Faith will set me free,
Wisdom will guide me,
Freedom will welcome me,
Joy will take me in,
And Peace will follow.
Death has no hold
Fear has lost its grip
Agony no longer has control
They have no hold!
I was set free
And I will sing
For I am free,
My former Masters
Will never capture me.
I am home where I belong
And there I will stay.
JuneSummer sends along a gentle whisperJune3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In the rhythm of a morning breeze.
Dawn awoke, and June leans in to kiss her
From behind huge fans of sleek palm trees.
Accettami cosi`Accettami cosìAccettami cosi`4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
senza fare domande,
senza chiedermi il nome e
neppure da dove vengo,
ma solo e semplicemente
la mia presenza.
Il nome che io porto,
me l'ha donato chi mi ha voluto,
ma non sono sicura
che possa esprimere veramente
chi io sono.
Sono un'anima senza tempo
e il mio pensiero non ha confini.
Sono figlia dell'amore
circondata da mistero,
vivo il quotidiano sulla terra,
ma poi viaggio
con le ali del pensiero.
Non son capace con parole di spiegare
quello che c'è,
nel profondo del mio mare.
Solo ascoltando il tuo cuore e
leggendo il mio pensiero,
potrai conoscere la mia essenza.
Accettami per quel che sono,
io tra tanti corpi
Where?Where is my poeticness gone? I felt its silky gloves slipping from my fingers together with you and my bare, withered skin is torn and whipped by a freezing wind called absence.Where?4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Where is my will gone? I felt its support fade from under my eyelids together with you and my weak, dry eyes are struggling -but losing- against this overwhelming strength called exhaustion.
Where are my songs gone? I felt their As and Bs fall to a clef together with you and my old, ugly voice is strangled and suffocated by this powerful symphony called loneliness.
Where is it, my love, where is my happiness? You felt my heart beat beat beat to a bird's rhythm before dying out but your unspoken, painful secrecy just raised its walls more.
And where did you take me, my love, where did you take me?
I feel shaken and lost, and these lands just echo of an era called you.
MalinconiaMalinconia.Malinconia5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Il gomito appoggiato sul tavolo e la testa sostenuta dal palmo della mano. Come si sente un girasole al tramonto, quando ciò che segue fin dal mattino se ne va? China il capo. La fiamma della candela s'indebolisce. E la malattia, la stanchezza, l'umano limite. Guardo le forme del té che si fa nella tazza, un quieto caos. La tentazione dell'arresa, l'affievolirsi della forza e della volontà. Lo sguardo perso, i pensieri lasciati indomiti come nuvole. Sarebbe più facile vivere esclusivamente secondo l'ordine naturale, immergersi nel flusso del divenire e lasciarsi portare. Senza desiderio, senza volontà di controllo. Tolgo la bustina dalla tazza. Senza consapevolezza, senza coscienza. Zucchero. Leggeri, senza sforzo. Abbandonarsi alla corrente e farsi riportare al punto di equilibrio, se mai ne esiste uno. Il piacevole tepore del tè caldo. Tendere alla pace. Vivere come una danza, muovendosi senza perdere l'equilibrio. Ma l'entropia aumenta ineso
To Fight the DarkFrom the light in my room,To Fight the Dark2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I see the night outside
As it eats and consumes
On its treacherous ride
Everyone screams and cries
Giving into the night
None ever even try
To be brave for the light
There are those who stand,
I myself am included,
That won’t give into the hand
That won’t ever be deluded
Alone, we fight for days and weeks
Searching for a soul to share the pain
Once found, we can end the days so bleak
Once found, everyone will know our names
ProfumoProfumo4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
E solo adesso ho capito che
che meglio mi sta addosso,
l'unica cosa di cui
pure in questo istante dove
gli uomini si agghindano
e gli alberi si spogliano.
One Night at a TimeI am flying.One Night at a Time1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Soaring above apartment buildings long abandoned in disrepair.
Over the solemn grey pigeons resting on long forgotten telephone lines, rusted with age.
Above the reach of ancient trees, slowly swaying in the dry breeze that seemed to pierce my very soul and carry my emotions away.
Feeling the breeze flatten my hair against my dry forehead as cities, nations fly past.
But only one night at a time.
For when I wake up, the monotony of life returns.
The basic mind-wrenching pattern of my present sets in by day.
At night, I fly.