Rain-Soaked Coloring BookNo.
These are my ideas.
and all I can do is watch them crumble
and fall through my fingers.
Every thought cascades downward
as it explodes catastrophically
Why is everything shaking?
Dark clouds gather
Every raindrop stings in its own violent way.
It becomes a torrential downpour.
The storm in my mind leaks out my eyes.
All I can hear are the bombs dropping
Make it stop. Make it stop.
Why am I chocking?
I curl into a ball
I am paralyzed,
convinced that the horrific screams
will never leave.
The screaming slows
The rumbles lessen
And through my tears
I see a beautiful ray of sunlight illuminating
that used to my sanity
I see what has become of my imagination
This was my save-haven
This was my castle
Now I sit in a pile of soggy rubble
Every beautiful thing
torn and muddled
All the color slowly muddied
A cupboard full of dreamsA cupboard full of dreamsA cupboard full of dreams6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is all thats left in my kitchen.
You took sugar, salt and spice
and left me monsters, castles and knights
to cook our meals with.
Cant you see this isnt enough?
You say youll be paid some day,
and till then, well survive, somehow.
But the cupboard is empty to all but us,
and to me, its contents are fading.
You built good dreams
they lasted longer than all the others.
What kind of preservatives did you use?
I bet it was sugar and lemon and love.
You knew that this way, Id never get enough.
My HeartSeparated by distanceMy Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Longing to be with you.
In my thoughts when I sleep
And when I awake I find you there
You find your way into my mind.
To everything else I am blind.
No matter what I think of you.
Remembering you smile, your face.
No one will ever have another place in my heart.
DaddyDaddy,Daddy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
aren't you proud of me?
Haven't I done enough Daddy?
Am I not your little girl?
I'm sorry I'm not perfect,
but can you please come back?
I promise I'll do better.
I promise I can be perfect.
Don't you love me?
Look I drew you a picture,
will you come home now?
Where did you go?
Please come back.
Mommy says you don't care anymore
but I know it's not true.
It can't be true.
You don't even call anymore.
You said you loved me
and that I was your princess,
then why aren't you here?
Please come home.
I want my Daddy back.
WifeI see you there.Wife3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dancing eyes and dancing hair.
Your soul is deep. Your rules are steep,
and still I put up with you.
Your beauty sparkles in the day.
I hope you never go away.
Dear Parents:Strike the soft skin of your children; leave marks.Dear Parents:1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Go on: show them how hard they must become
to be like you.
Mold them to be mindless: coach them to react
with fists; make them believe that words have
Shape them into an almighty monster: modern man.
Destroy their purity and imagination by damning them
with absurd words of a god who previous men
Teach children to follow a leader, and to not ever
break the circle they belong to, so society never
Above all: train them to question love, even your own.
Abortion - Dead Before BornToday, I will face my indelible deathAbortion - Dead Before Born6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My life will be silenced, though I am still unborn
My Mommas eyes, stained with sorrow
As she wipes away the tears, her cheeks have worn
But she promises to herself, that she wont mourn
For I am a product of her illegitimate mistake
A consequence of a love, forbidden and torn
And eradicating me is her only route of escape
Though there is no glimpse of light where I am hidden
I know the world beyond this womb is filled with colour
That there is transcendental beauty my eyes will never see
And a life I will never have the chance to savour
Defenselessly I will descend to ashes
By a remorseless choice made from shame
My loveless existence will be aborted
And my fathomless dreams, buried in a grave
Never will I consume my first breath of air
Or experience the effervescence of laughter
Never will I know the meaning of love
Or envision my future from hereafter
If only at this moment, I was given a voice
To speak to Momma and comfort her woes
Not AbuseSome days,Not Abuse9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She just wishes he would hit her;
She just wishes he would beat her;
She just wishes,
He'd abuse her.
As do cuts,
But nothing shows,
Who gives a fuck?
It's not abuse if you don't have a cut.
PoetryThere is something about poetryPoetry11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
that loosens the soul
it evokes strong feelings
it never gets old
it is pure emotion
feelings that do not waver
bottled up inside
waiting for the right paper
bright and cheerful
gloomy and sad
loving and tender
hateful and mad
it doesnt matter
whatever the mood
a poem can be found
that will fit the groove
that you cannot see
when reading greatness
that thing called poetry
.throw my bones.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on the fire just
to warm up your
there and wonder
why you're always