StayI want you to stayStay2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But the closer I hold you
The farther you drift away
If I let you be
Let you be free
Will you come back to me?
CrushI am only the sum of parts:Crush3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
these stumbling lips,
these wandering eyes,
this heart that skips too many beats.
I am not quite bold:
not content to watch,
not daring to speak,
making acquaintance with my feet.
I am scared:
awkward in silence,
clumsy in speech,
always just short of discreet.
RuminationShe’s not made of bonesRumination2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
(or sinew, or keratin,
and her back doesn’t elope a spine
to lean on, her weight
heavier than earth-bones.
The gushes of oil spills flowing like rain
is the only rivulet in her tears,
the fuel in her blood.
Conjoined with the nuts and bolts found
in the pits of Father’s attic
jaundice skin's impenetrable,
even to the flickering of the candle’s flame
hair rough as ash and long as veins--
she was a battlefield.
But there’s a heart that beats
somewhere in her chest,
rattling like broken teeth;
trying to shake its enigma loose
trying to thump,
trying to pump,
trying to bump
Like the dust in her lashes,
the forty years of silence in her lungs.
The cold of iron and tin and copper
turning to rust
the unexplainable famine
in her throat.
The yearning to read trembling lips.
The passion to remember.
The urge to touch
The will to listen.
All she ever wanted
in a body of loneliness.
The wind beneath her p
So PrettyYou used to beSo Pretty2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe the most beautiful
In the city
But could your insides
Wipe away the gloss
Tear away the skin
Break through your bones
And what can I see?
If your heart was empty
It would be fine by me
But your heart
It was filled with everything
The rotting stench
Seeped through the seams
It was practically dripping
It was blood red
The edges were frosted
Through the fine membrane
Keeping it all in
I could see
The souls of those
To be who you
Wanted to be
So I did what was best
I tore a hole
In the organ you called
And I watched you bleed
For everyone to see
Your face remained the same
But it was
The Worst Bully You Can HaveThe worst bully you could have is yourself.The Worst Bully You Can Have3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You criticize every little thing you do wrong.
You judge what you wear and notice every flaw you have.
Looking in the mirror you hate how you are and what you have become.
You hate how you think and how stupid you can be.
You envy others for their looks and personality.
Looking into the mirror you can't look yourself in the eye.
What if other people can't look into their own eyes when looking in the mirror?
Have you ever taken the thought to think that person you envy, envy's you.
Do other people think their stupid and hate how they think?
Have other people looked into the mirror and hate how they are and what they have become.
What if other people notice every flaw they have and judge what they wear them self?
Have many people criticized every little thing they have done wrong.
Is the worst bully you can have yourself?
Sensual Moon: Love Haiku1Sensual Moon: Love Haiku2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
winter crescent moon
across my breasts—
he calls me wisteria
clouds under the moon—
yielding winter pears
selecting ripe persimmons—
warm scent of last night
green shoots forced
from the gardener's manure—
we linger, moon watching
on a moonlit garden path
too cold out to be tempted
6 our astrological elements
my air to his fire—
a position for
every phase of the moon
the sounds he makes
a night creature's song
after, my streaming hair
for his head to rest upon
the low-slung moon
also in repose
moon tides penetrate—
he's still with me
at dawn's first light
Love was hereYou saw the oceanLove was here3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
while I saw the shore.
Looking in your eyes, you were looking out for more.
I gave you a home
and with it a door.
I guess you just didn't belong here anymore.
Saw it in your eyes,
you needed to break out.
Another day away from the next big beggining,
never settle down, while the world is spinning.
But, while your away just promise you'll
remember me here.
I wrote you a letter
to places unknown.
It's waiting by the front door for when you get home.
But, I'm moving on,
no more waiting by the phone.
I guess I'm just tired of falling asleep alone.
And it's no surpise,
I needed to break out.
Always a day away from my next big beggining,
trying to hold on while our flame began dimming.
So if your coming home, well
I might not be here
Our love may cary on
but it won't be found here.
Defense.It's a subtle feeling at first, then it warps your mind.Defense.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everything and everyone you knew becomes obsolete.
Suddenly nothing's there except for the next rhyme.
But still, there's a spark and it sweeps you off your feet.
It terrifies you, you've never felt this have you?
You'll be fine though, the shock'll wear off soon.
Lightening strikes you speechless.
It shapes your every movement.
You step forward to reach it.
But it beats your subtle improvement.
Explosions roar inside your heart.
Everything is based on this, and it's pulling you apart.
Maybe this is the end.
But for me it's just beginning.
Because love I'll have to defend.
And I'm adamant on winning.
Don't Ask For MeScraped skin on your knees I see,Don't Ask For Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bearing compliments and a single flower with a droop in its neck,
Smothering the stem between your fingers, you clasp your hands
You beg and plead for a favor from me
You're mouthing these words into nearly full-blown paragraphs,
And you fill your mouth with saliva, almost drooling
As if they were waves crashing against an insubstantial barrier,
Your lips open and close with every utter,
And you describe the beauty of me,
And you soak your words with a depression that is almost touching,
And yet your eyes don't have the same feeling
You say that you want to be my knight,
And you say that your heart still carries a love for me,
And you try to remind me of all the other times,
The times of laughter and all,
And just to remember...
You try to say that you can make changes,
All the changes for the better and for my sake,
Yet what is the hint you can't take?
The changes I want are hurtful,
And I need no changes, I want to change no