Why I DiedCan I tell you how I died?Why I Died2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Why it rhymes with suicide.
Not because, I fell ill.
Not because, I swallowed pills.
Soon you'll see why I lie still.
Not because, I have drowned.
Not because of, Russian Roulette's
Deaf words of mine,
preach no sound.
Not because, the fault of life
Not because, the sharpened knife.
Real reason, why, tears went dry.
Not because, I jumped to fall.
Not because, this body I mauled.
The more I remember,
the harder too recall.
The true answer is i'm,
But to me,
the meaning of suicide:
How Tender:How Tender:How Tender:2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Finger tips dance
Oh so gently
And lust’s actions
A lover’s plea of words:
The sweet nothings you
Whisper into my
Love lost soul.
Are you really there?
By my side
On my ear?
Is that you
Who just whispered
That one lovely sentence
“I love you?”
Once KnewOnce knew:Once Knew3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do I know you?
That blank expression states I do.
The drugs in hand,
Red, yellow, white:
Dressed so tight
Almost as if to burst.
Shirt exposing muscles,
A show of sock puppets.
Are you always, this fake?
I think I,
So called, "Straight."
Now you're proud
After insult upon insult,
You once relayed upon me.
Hands out stretched-and so girly.
Who's the fag to speak?
To Pee, or not to Pee?To pee, or not to pee: That is the question:To Pee, or not to Pee?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wether tis better for the wise to wait
and pee inside a toilet,
or to take immediate action against the urinal urge
by the dropping of trow to end it. To pee, to leak,
to piss...and by a piss to say we end
the pelvic aching flesh is heir to.
Tis a relief often to be wished. To pee, to wizz,
to hold no more. But in that sweet release
who knows what peeps may show?
When we stand pissing in the field what eyes might spy.
Ay, there's the rub that makes conflict of such simple a problem...
THORS-dayThor: Hey Loki! Guess what day it is? Guess what day it is?THORS-day2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Loki: ...Oh no.
Thor: Go on guess!
Loki: It's Thursday.
Stone AngelsHe had tigers blood.Stone Angels3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that called to me
like a siren's song,
while his demonic tongue
hissed 'S h i p w r e c k e d'.
We covered ourselves in ink,
danced along jailhouse walls
under street lights, the edges
of skylines, darkened alleyways
and the parking lots of churches.
We spoke in riddles gestures;
the quiet sweep of eyelashes;
cigarette smoke that lingered
long enough to shape heavens
within our irises while crows
rested on our shouldersperched
pecking, waiting for one to move.
As we were nothing more than
long-limb statues atop gravestones.
Van GoghSlip intoVan Gogh2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the first vestige of
blush of a summer's
day already aglow
glistens, an aureole
of molten gold
as sunflowers puddle
at your feet.
You stole my heart...It's been ages since then,You stole my heart...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but it still beats--
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I've spent light-years
holding you in these
aging arms of mine,
like the 6 trillion
miles you must be
away from me right now.
I'm cold and rusting and
lonely without your
and those sneaky smiles
reserved only for me.
Three days and the world has gone
He isn't you.He isn't wishful paper cranes,He isn't you.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or Paris dreams during cold
Autumn nights. He isn't You.
But, he's trying so hard to
make me forget [ you you you ]
like pressed flowers hidden
between the bindings of
unfinished books, placed
at the top of dusty shelves.
His eyes are supernovas,
dead and lonely.
They don't sparkle like
your blue ocean irises.
But He loves me.
I can feel it through
shy smiles and the way
he touches me with
gentle artist fingers.
[ He makes
me want to write
p o e t r y. ]
I'll be okay.No, I'm fine.I'll be okay.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
See? I'm okay,
I've got a smile on my face.
Even if times are rough, I'll pull through
just like I always do.
Stop looking at me, I won't look at you after all.
Because I know, if I do will fall
into your compassion
and I'll scream, shout and
let it out my darkest fears, my deepest regrets and deep seated worry.
Big girls don't cry, that's what they always say.
So why is it that I just want to sob the day away?
I know I'm being selfish,
I know you don't want to see this,
and that I'll cause you trouble.
So that's why I smile and grin,
pinch my pain away
and gulp down the tears.
Being a good liar,
might not always be good.
Intrigue LostPoison gnaws stomach's edge. Life breaks.Intrigue Lost4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My passion for the antagonistIt's an eerie feeling lost out on a ledge when everything begins to crumble away.My passion for the antagonist3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A gentle breeze sets in motion an honest need to let go of my sad little balloon.
Most of the time I figure I could hold onto it a little longer if it means I
can still have you.
Let's pretend leaving it all behind isn't easier said than done.
One day I don't see myself coming back from this tricky little place in my head.
Sometimes my passion for the antagonist twists my stomach with every thought of you,
Thinking this time will be a slippery slope if I let you circle the drain with
all the regret that brings me here again.
In His Shoes For A DayIn His Shoes for a Day:In His Shoes For A Day3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Driving hands to pleas.
Speaking as a motion, to move
A way for us to hear; person to person.
A tongue between fingers making speeches.
To live with no sound: how would this feel, how would it sound?
To live in his shoes for a day, a new lesson learned.
How hard would it be?
With no sound? How hard to not hear at all?
Sorry is the hardest word ...Sorry was the hardest word for youSorry is the hardest word ...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You never knew how to put it in the use
Being harsh, angry and absolutely rude
That was you, that's all you actually knew
You've changed a lot and so did I
But my memories are still quiet clear
I still remember all of your stupid lies
And all of those things you did to me
I let you go long time ago
And left my pain somewhere behind
I locked securely my tired soul
Trying to forget your deceiving eyes
And here you are standing right next to me
So real but yet too distant to believe
Time seem to slow down as I start to fall apart
Cause you're like an old drug for my thirsty heart
It was only few seconds, sort of flashback
My mind is clearer then never, but I won't try my luck
You approached me, slowly whispering words in my ear
and I want this memory to be kept because I forgive
We grown older and gained our own truth
Learned how to live and how to make our own fate
And the only one thing we still need to do
To say I am sorry caus
Why Love Is A Four Letter WordLet me tell you why "love" isWhy Love Is A Four Letter Word2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A four letter word
Its so people will overuse it
So they'll say "love"
Every other time they speak
(A secret plot to replace "that")
So it doesn't sound weird
Like an unpronounceable rumble
Of letters for every time
You feel the need to repeat
And repeat, those four letters.
("I love love love snickers"
Heard that sentence way too many times)
So we'll be confused by it
So easily replacing two letters
Changing "Like" to "Love"
With a flick of the tongue
So we'll adore the simplicity
Of the word that so easily spoken
Can define the thousands of emotions
We feel for each other
So it can be similar
To the words that are so
Easily birthed from it
Like "hope" and "need"
So we won't forget it
Like we sometimes forget
The smaller things about each other
Or even the larger things,
But those four letters
Will stay in our memories
And on our tongues.
"Love" is a four letter word
Because while nothing can define
They way that I feel for you
They way your ey
He Told Me He Was Sorry [trigger warning]June 26thHe Told Me He Was Sorry [trigger warning]2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
—it’s hard for me to remember the last time it didn’t hurt to breathe.
I think my ribs are bruised. Broken, maybe. Maybe it’s just the weight of my tired heart resting upon worn-out lungs. Either way, I’ve given up on trying to fix myself. It’s going to be torn apart again, anyway. Besides, doctors and nurses ask too many questions for me to answer. They can feel the Braille etched into my bones, but the words there are far too complicated for them to interpret. I don’t need them telling me how to live my life.
But I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t hurting—when I wasn’t dotted with purple and blue.
My boyfriend isn’t a bad person.
He’s just got a temper, that’s all.
Brandon works in a printing company—it’s a stressful job. After work, he comes home, head-aching, with ink-stained fingers and smelling of Polaroid film. So once and a while, he goes out for a drink af
Why do you keep me?Why do you keep me?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
God why do you keep me?
I swear you have me wrapped up tight;
Officialized with a bow.
I'm so confused right now.
I just want some help;
The kind that dissuades me
From claiming me as a useless self?
Lord I don't think I've ever felt this scared.
But on the bright side
I know what terrors me so.
You hear that heart beat go
"Pitter ? Patter?"
That uneasy beat of concern?
Lord I know why I'm scared;
Why I'm always running in my dreams.
Well maybe I am not all that I seem.
I have my many masks
That keep me locked up in my memories.
Those memories reeked with possession,
Fear, remorse, illness, and dread.
Lord, I know why I'm scared;
Why I always coo myself awake with my inner screams.
Can you hear me scream for freedom?
Lord, I know why I am scared
It's because the war within myself
Has gotten far too out of hand.
I'm leaving Lord and I've asked for salvation;
I've screamed my repents!
Do you not see my tears
And my obvious
The Colour of DirtWar is the colour of a country’s dirt.The Colour of Dirt2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Here it is black.
“I don’t like the taste of this place,” he says. “It’s like the Devil sat down and farted.”
It rained from the sky for four hundred and forty three days. Black. Like tiny flakes of nothing. Tumbling, twirling, shards of the abyss.
“It’s the fish. The ash cover on the ocean has drowned them," she replies. "They’re washing up in mountains on the beach just over that hill. Tony and Clare took the big kids to see.”
It drifted from a storm stained sky to pile on rooftops until they crumbled and collapsed.
“Can’t drown a fish.”
It stuck to tongues and faces till everyone was a ghost with red rimmed eyes and gray hair.
“Help me with this will yo--” a fit of coughing. Spit. “Sorry. I can’t seem to stop doing that.”
It coloured between teeth like tho
100 Tips On How To Live Life01) Don't lick spark plugs100 Tips On How To Live Life3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
02) Don't urinate on people
03) Love with all of your heart
04) Don't give a fuck what other people think about you
05) Eat fatty foods; they taste good. If someone calls you fat, pull out a chocolate bar and say "sure as hell I am"
06) Don't pee uphill if you have holes in your shoes
07) Take your shoes off somewhere random just to feel what's around. Make sure there's no glass
08) Sing as loudly in the shower as you can; you sound better in there no matter who you are
09) Bring back Socks and Sandals
10) Fall asleep at your computer
11) Put your headphones on and sing along on a crowded street
12) See how long you can hold your breath underwater; don't drown
13) Don't taste the shampoo to see if it tastes as good as it smells; it doesn't
14) Chew with your mouth closed
15¬) Start a food fight, but not when the school principle/ vice principle/ school grounds keeper is around
16) Jump in a lake with your shoes and socks on
17) Stand in the rain in just your
MIRACLES AND RAINBOWSMIRACLES AND RAINBOWS3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
MIRACLES AND RAINBOWS
First of all, apple juice is love
Slam a faygo and look above
Rainbows and miracles go together
It makes everyone feel better
It's a double rainbow on the sky
Waffles look tastier when they fly
No, don't ask me if I am high
I am not so let's chill with this pie
I think I'm talking about food
No food is considered not good
Just don't let England in your kitchen
Or you'll taste the food-that-never-was-eaten
Let a troll cook your food
No doubt it will taste good
A little bit of faygo and sopor slime
And taste the wonderful magic of time
HoNk : o )
Cocaine heartI just rideCocaine heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Slowly into the night
Wind in my hair
I'm driving nowhere
Mile after mile
I slowly ride
Enjoying my life
Life on the road
I keep dreaming on
No one to stop me
No one to say I live my life wrong
So I keep on driving
Searching for the parts of my soul
Day after day, night after night
I'm living it on the wild side
Perfectly balanced and matched
This cocaine heart of my life
One hundred percent pure
Loaded completely with fuel
Beating with rhythm of a psycho
Trembling like leaf under the wind
Who cares how fast I am driving
This crazy life belongs to me
No map to be followed
No goal to be reached
No today, no tomorrow
I'm just chasing my dream
My cocaine heart
My soul and my life
War TuneWar Tune:War Tune2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've got another beat for all my hard gamers,
Rockin' in 'Bloodfall', rank hall of famer.
Arena top ten, I'm the mage known as Ryda,
Got a femmie avatar; cute little strider.
You better come with me, if you want to live.
I'm roastin' up a storm with the fire that I give.
Meteor crash, I'm the king of all the stunners,
You better think twice if you're the knight or a gunner.
And if you talk big all them haters give you crap;
They cryin' on the field cause I bag 'em in the sack.
I'm sorry that you paid, but I went and broke your back.
Cash shop wings; I'll just rip em in a stack.
Cause even if you shellin' out dough to be the best,
I'm an Asian gamer and that's the fuckin' test!
I click at a rate that'll make you all explode.
Cause I control the lag and the inner matrix code.
And if you tried to ask me, I'd say that its a fact;
I'm Kirigaya Kazuto dressed up in black.
-Unofficial Release by Chen Yuan Wen, 12th April 2013