Wake up now, my dear old friendWake up now, my dear old friend,
Your daily sleep has reached its end.
Embrace your worldly cares once more
And take one step outside your door;
You’ll find there, waiting for you still,
The tasks and deeds you’ve to fulfill
So do not waste another ray,
Get up, get up and start your day.
You’ll have your sleep again tonight
And when you do, you will sleep tight
But until such times are near,
Get up, wake up, today is here.
to love you is to lieto love you is to lie;to love you is to lie3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to deceive you is to betray myself.
to curse you is to send my heart to something else,
perhaps a ghost of what I imagined,
last spring, in the rain, under the full moon,
that open heart, willing soul, and I knew them both.
to love you is to die;
to trick you is to destroy myself.
shattered windows and bloodstains,
my mind torn from my body as I tried to
my stars all falling from the sky.
loving you is agony;
shunning you is pain.
not again, said my corpse,
my battered conscience,
this house is built on stone!
but summer brought heat,
autumn brought wind, and
winter brought the chill of death.
suddenly the fortress I had built was
gone, taken by new spring floods.
loving you is death;
hiding from you is torture.
who to blame?
my being, my essence,
swept from beneath by the hand of forces unseen.
my heart had no more walls, then,
my soul was sinking, and
my mind was weak from distress.
shining strength of twenty suns, I prayed,
allow this love to vanish lik
We Are/You Aren'tWe are the unwanted, the brokenWe Are/You Aren't3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The ones you forgot about.
So don't be too surprised when we
Start to scream and shout.
We are the living, the dying
The ones you all put down.
But you'll know who we are when we
Run this goddamn town.
We are the corpses, the maggots
The ones you all despise.
But you'll be the ones scared when we
Expose all your lies.
We are the hunted, the lost
The ones you all spurn.
But you'll cry for our help when we
Leave you all to burn.
We are the losers, the winners
The ones that you deny.
But you'll be the ones damned when we
Hear the angels cry.
The MasqueradeI never tell. They never askThe Masquerade2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What lies behind the mask.
Nobody asks, because nobody dares.
Nobody tries, because nobody cares.
Stoic salutations at the door never failed
To usher in the pompously veiled.
Funny faces, sad faces, scary faces too.
Pretty faces, mad faces. They could be me or you.
We speak in silence and divert our eyes
Because it's so much easier to look at a disguise.
No one unmasks at midnight. We remain costumed.
Our identities infinite mysteries to be presumed.
ScarsStanding in the showerScars3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Skin turning redder
I stay still and soak it in
This water won't erase my sins
Scars stand out bright white
Burns and cuts all in sight
The real scars cannot be seen
They reside inside of me
I wonder if all I will be
is a creature scarred eternally?
Rear View MirrorThinking back, I imagine all my friendsRear View Mirror3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Each going off to their own means or their ends
It makes me wonder where everyone goes
Because through the rearview mirror, it never shows
I sit here alone, trying to see
What I can make out through this melancholic reverie
Although this rain is too heavy and this fog is too thick
I will make the past stay; it will finally stick
To remember the past is all I’ll allow
And a light in a mirror is all I can see now
In the reflection, there stands a solemn silhouette
I know that in introspection, this is all we will really get
As I watch the lonely outline as it starts to wave goodbye
The strength leaves my body, and I slump down to cry
I know that they waved until I was entirely out of sight
For the last time, they smile as if everything were perfectly alright
Alone again, I wonder about my friends
Pondering if they would fight on until the very end
And if any of them will follow me to wherever I may go
Well, with this rearview mirror, I will s
Digital CameraIn this digital screenDigital Camera3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Is a picture of your face
You look so pretty and happy
Forever and always
I click the arrow over
And the camera shows a slide
It’s you and me together
But also that other guy
He always made me angry
I never liked him around
I screamed and fought with you
Which only brought us down
The photo changes again
But this time only us
We’re holding hands together
In the park out by the bus
I remember that night clearly
And the picture changed once more
It was like it was yesterday
That I found you on the floor
I screamed out your name
And tried to find my phone
But my hands were shaking badly
And I felt completely alone
The picture on the screen
Was of your grave
There were flowers and were people
And the memories in my brain
How could I not see
That you were never truly smiling
And that all along it was
Your hurt that you were piling
Maybe it was that guy
Or maybe it was me
Or maybe it was your job;
Perhaps your family
I glare into the screen
As a recording c
Caged BirdThere was a moment,Caged Bird3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where I thought I could be freed from the past.
Then the cage door closed on me,
Took my future from me.
They said there was nothing to be done,
I had to continue living this wretched life.
So I’m stuck in a cage,
That will never let me go.
Controlled by strangers that won't help me.
I can’t breathe here anymore,
I need to be set free.
I need my life.
I need my freedom.
I can’t be cooped up to do your bidding anymore.
There is no more energy within me.
I want nothing to do with you anymore.
You suffocate me.
I just want to live my life without stress from your existence.
I’m a caged bird in a cell box.
And I’ll never be set free.
If only You'd say yes.You want to know how i feel,If only You'd say yes.3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but im in fear of what you would say.
Telling you plainly "i love you",
Is not enough to make you stay
So the reasons that i love you...
is it your smile? Is it your laugh?
is it the fact that i can tell you anything,
and know that you'll always have my back?
Is it because you're like one of the guys?
Never afraid to make fun of us back.
But still showing that you are a lady
that is gentle and with feelings intact.
Just the feeling of seeing you next to me,
is enough to make my heart race.
It would stop at the sound of your voice,
but wont settle for less than first place.
You tell me that you aren't perfect,
and i tell you that nobody is.
But if i had the chance to change that,
There is nothing that i need to fix.
Now you know how you make me feel,
and i hope that i do not regret this...
but you and i could be perfect together,
if only you would say yes.
DaleHear me read itDale2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They will not silence the bells for you.
The roses will not halt their will to wilt
and lilies will disassemble under the earth.
They will not dust Frankincense over cities
and trees will not bow down in grief
willingly donating limbs to become tissues.
But throats will dry out mid-sentence and
black hankerchiefs will be dubbed into pockets.
There will be enough salt to melt the ice
embedded around the hearts of old enemies.
Old enemies will turn friend once more
and the church will be full, packed with love.
The world is unlikely to take a moment's prayer;
Earth spins too fast to pause for any of us.
But the meagre collection of people you touched
(meagréd only by the tear-ridden knowledge
that you would have touched many more in time)
Will ache tonight and whisper of your friendship.
You were and always will be; loved.
Dead Flesh FeelsA warm severed corpse, beneath the illuminative sphere, squeals.Dead Flesh Feels3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Skin stinging with every brush of air across the dermis. Dead flesh, feels.
Absent soul, vanished heart, stagnate brain. Moving entity kneels.
Violent murder, no witness, escaped killer. In a coat of red guilt, steals.
Sliced skin, suddenly heals. Closed eyes, open; peeled. An abrupt breath inhaled; reveals.
Justice appeals. vengeful ideals, blood congeals.
Dead flesh feels.
In the ParkIn the park beneath the treesIn the Park3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Couples chatting playfully
I see them in the distance
As I sit upon this park bench
I came here to sit in peace
To read a book and seek release
Their happiness is a torment
A reminder of what is absent
I get up and walk away
I'll return again another day
Two versions of LoveYou tell me that loveTwo versions of Love3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Just doesn't exist
Just a lie that's spoken
While your heart is in bits.
You tell me that Love
Is all but hidden misery
Only the strong are happy
But even they fall prey to it.
You tell me that Love
is just a made up word
made up by the script
But the real thing is unheard.
You Cry to me that love
is the source of your tears
And has only brought you misery
Through out all your years.
But let me tell you that love
Truly does exist
Its there every time your here
When together we sit.
Let me tell you that love
Hides all the misery
it shields the weak from the pain
Lets them live in harmony.
Let me tell you that love
Is more than just a word
its a feeling in your heart
Ignited by three words.
Now i plead to you that love
Will cure you of your tears
So take my hand and i promise
I'll show you how Love feels.
My MistakeI made the mistake of trusting youMy Mistake2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
One too many times
Thought you'd never lie again
But i still see all the signs
I made the mistake of giving you my heart
And you broke it in two
I'm laying here in pieces
And my eyes are crying too
I made the mistake of loving you
I wasted all my time
When i was there, you were with her
I missed you as if you were mine
I made the mistake of believing you
And listening to your plea
But why would you ever
Stay with a girl like me?
My mistake was how i felt
When i was with you
I wish i could turn back time
To when i never knew
Come Dancing?In my mindCome Dancing?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You linger and help guide me
In my soul
You set a passionate fire
When you’re gone
Full of hope I wait for you
When I am lost you are there to find me
Your light never fades
And your skin, it glows with warmth of angels
Those eyes bear the beauty of a full moon
You carry an aura of tranquility
Now, sweet Seraph, will you come dancing with me in the starlight?
How You Remind MeWhy must you remindHow You Remind Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of the past I left behind?
You make the faces in the wind
howl their stinging reprimand,
Why must you remind
of the light I failed to find?
Complete blindness without a spark
forged my chains within the dark,
Why must you remind
of the angel who was so kind?
The warmth of fire in her eyes
only hastened her burning demise,
Why must you remind
of the voice that would always grind?
The words of a snake that learned to bark
never failed to find their mark,
Why must you remind
of the soul that has resigned?
The one person who I cannot see
the one person who is me.
Let it beLet me whisper words of dark honey and wine.Let it be3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Let go of your world and be free within mine.
Let me sip nectar no flower dare drip.
Let us discover each other as the ultimate trip.
Let no one dare speak of what limits exist.
Let all that we do become such a sweet tryst.
Let I be the paramour you privately yearn.
Let you be the one who makes my passions burn.
Let all that we wish be allowed just to be.
Let nothing destroy this great bond that is we.
You didn't dare.She smiled,You didn't dare.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
but it was fake.
but she's about to break.
She reached out,
but no one came,
tried to fake it,
but the pain stayed the same.
This girl, she called to you,
but you didn't care.
Something told you to help,
but you didn't dare.
What would the others say?
The ones who called her a freak.
They may taunt or shun you,
so you choose not to speak.
Then she decides to leave.
Because no one wants her here.
You'll never see her cry.
She'll never shed another tear.
Curious eyesCurious eyesCurious eyes2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With wild fascination.
But would it be wise,
To squire temptation?
Instead of demise
You might find salvation.
Sinking aloneGasping for every breathe I take,Sinking alone3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Dreading all the mistakes I'll make,
I hope I do everything right
I don't want to lose this fight.
Each bad choice takes me away,
And every time I fade away.
I lose myself in this mess,
And sometimes I could care less.
Life goes on, I watch it go,
Some things I can't change, I know.
I try to hold on to every chance I get,
But I can't do it all, my time is set.
I must give up some things I would like
To look at things to live my life right
I don't care if you like what I choose,
Because in the end, I've got nothing to lose.
Story of My Life (abridged)One tall mountain, no easy climb.Story of My Life (abridged)3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
As Death ApproachedAs death approached, the girl just smiled.As Death Approached2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"You've kept me waiting for quite a while."
He wonders "Shouldn't death you fear?"
"I've always thought that death was near."
The girl turned away to sink what she said.
"I have always felt I was already dead.
I float through this world without a care.
It's almost like I'm not really there.
So, no I'm not afraid of no longer being.
You can see that I'm already nothing."
Death just nodded. What she said was true.
"Regardless it is time for me to take you."
The girl stood up, all ready to go.
An afterlife she thought, wasn't likely to show.
Death did his duty, and took her away.
The girl finally had her awaited day.
Winning isn't everythingCongratulations.Winning isn't everything3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why, congratulations...you win!
And this will be the ninth time,
the ninth time you've won.
Soon enough, it'll be the tenth
and it's what I hate most about you -
how you want to win, all the time.
A mere joke can be twisted into
an inevitable argument, where
hot tears are shed and
relationships are broken.
That's why you're always,
always, going to be alone...
because you can't bear to lose,
'cause you're only used to winning.
Congratulations... you win,
and your prize?
A lifetime of loneliness.