Black SharpieHow many times,Black Sharpie6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Has a black sharpie,
Touched my skin?
On my hand and wrist.
Have been imprinted on my skin,
With the black ink.
There was a time when,
The word insidious,
Was imprinted on my wrist,
Over and Over,
Because it described me the most.
There was, and still are,
Times when I write LOVE,
For the people who,
Do not leave marks on their wrist,
With a sharpie like me.
There are times when I write,
LOVE in a fancy script,
With someones name,
Shortly after it.
There are times when,
Imprinted on my wrist are,
Words of stupidity,
When my self esteem,
Plummets to the ground.
There are always,
Words of love,
That make my heart skip,
My face light up,
And even tears fill my eyes,
As I read the words,
Imprinted on my wrist,
With black sharpie.
A dream like state of asphyxiationYou are the blood flowing in and out of my veinsA dream like state of asphyxiation2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Into shards of black skies and crescent moons
Hanging from our palms and brushing our lips
The extinguished light of your eyelids
No longer burns bright
Rather they smolder between
Stolen glances and sips of tea
My blanket features are coming undone
Much like the seams of my scarecrow heart
Childhood nostalgia has never seemed so bleak
Sharpies"Why do you always have Sharpies?"Sharpies4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never get to hear that question.
But I want to hear it.
From a girls lips.
I want a girl to be interested in what I have to offer.
I'm not bad looking.
Not at all.
I'm not overly cocky or anything.
I'm artistic and creative.
I'm proud of who I am and I fight for equality.
I accept everyone as they are and never try to be anyone but who I am.
I'm funny and witty.
I'm intelligent and kind.
And I always have my Sharpies.
"Why do you always have Sharpies?"
"Because what I have to offer is permanent."
To a womanI dream of your voice, will it be soft as cotton?To a woman4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I dream of your face, will it smile to me?
I dream of your hair, will I feel the scent of roses?
I dream of your body, will it make me sigh with lust?
And yet I know that when we meet
My fantasies will feel so pale
Compared to you, in flesh and blood
Your soft skin next to mine
Always and ForeverDreaming of the day that we would finally be joined as one.Always and Forever4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
The day I would wake up, and find you sleeping next to me,
Dreams of being loved by you,
always and forever.
All those dreams?
with each breath I take.
My body is but a shell for my thoughts.
Thoughts of life without you.
Thoughts of Death,
and how much easier Death would be.
Oh so much easier.
I really used to think that we could-
that we would spend our lives together,
and be so happy.
But I suppose I'm a fool,
for believing someone as wonderful as you could really love me
always and forever.
Though I cry now, I will be unashamed.
I was ignorant,
and lost you.
Only now, I fear I will be alone.
Always and Forever.
.to the.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
star gazers out
on dusty bridges-
the ones who
could never see
PathetiqueHer name was Aria, and she talked through her music.Pathetique10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Otherwise, she was silent. Nobody knew why; just that something awful had happened to her, something awful enough to take away her voice. Her eyes were always sad, and her smiles were always forced.
Sometimes, I’d hear her play the piano. When she played, her sadness would disappear, replaced by something like bliss; but only for as long as the song lasted. If one listened closely when she played, one can hear her voice: sweet, sincere. And if one looked closely enough, a genuine smile can be seen. But she’s in another world, one of music, unreachable by the rest of us.
I asked her to play for me once, to which she obliged happily. She chose the second movement of Beethoven’s Eighth Sonata. I knew it was one of her favorites because I had heard her play it often. She always executed the piece flawlessly - the beautiful A major chords, the famous cantabile melody, the rise and fall of each line. I could tell w
CirclesI told her I'm a circle and she frowned.Circles4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
So I told her of the weight I carry.
But she thought I meant weight in pound,
When I meant the weight of wait to marry.
I told her circles go around and never cease
Their constant orbit around a point.
But- under scrutiny, to keep the peace,
They may speak of diameter so love stays joint.
Circles are the perfect shape, so said the Greeks
And Ptolemy, absent they are though
From architecture of the modern world, just lines and peaks.
But with all the hints she did not know.
So I took a deep breath and said we relate,
Because circles and I are not straight.
the pilot's daughterI would swallowthe pilot's daughter8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
if poetry alone
could fly me to you.
flight risk or no,
I wish you
clear skies ahead ;
I will wait for you
she had a habit of making stars cryprobably could've settled forshe had a habit of making stars cry2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
less than mine, but there's
a tongue-tied night sky
crying to the moon and
its narrating defenses
against my remarks, comments
never too dark to notice the spark, dead
shooting stars have been
trying to prove. to me, it takes
more than will to move
the north to the south, no field will
help you, no power will allow you,
no words will let you.
should've stuck to rhyming for
catharsis and, let the night cry to
a fraudulent sun and
found comfort in anonymity to
hang on some more; should've quit
being a witness before i
fell to the floor. should've opened
before popping those pills and let
drag reluctance until it
swam into ripples too perfect for
the moon, and stayed to hold the
stars when they fell
into our lagoon.
probably could've lied about
discovery and the Nile, probably would've
granted every wish worth the while. could've
said the day was too dark for the
night, could've stopped the moon from
settling to surviv
Nervesheart beats:Nerves10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
as regular as a clock’s,
but as fast as a runner’s.
fingers entwined in hair,
spin, twirl, spin.
palms sweating ,
wishing you could disappear.
excitement. dread. fear. emptiness.
trying to regain control,
but to no avail.
the world starts in slow motion;
the future creeps closer.
but the heart beats only faster,
093. Simplicitychildhood.093. Simplicity2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
simplicity is dancing around in your bedroom
when nobody is watching.
simplicity is a child’s laugh,
innocent, and young at heart
simplicity is the sound of sweet lullabies,
knowing that you are safe and sound.
simplicity is daydreaming,
of the future,
and what joy it may bring to you.
simplicity is lying in an open field,
counting the stars
in the night sky.
simplicity is watching
the sunset with him
without a word.
Outer Science English Singable LyricsWorries and tragedies are falling around usOuter Science English Singable Lyrics2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The dead, are they rising up again for us all?
Try feigning ignorance but not any more
Unpleasant things in store
Split open bodies trying to reassure you
That your heart may be dead, but it's not out of reach
Feel all the pleasure, I will leisurely gouge out
Pretty scarlet eyes
Hey, you prayed like everybody has done
While glaring at me every day under the sun
That kind of tragic bliss, oh yes
I love it all
Welcome to my world, inside here
Love for an ego, here's the end
If you're dying right here, you'll be reborn in a year or two and so I ask you, dear
Won't it, will it, it'll be grand!
Cry out your sorrows, "Oh God, why?
I'm sick of living out this life!"
Just accept that it's fate, being a monster is great
Come on now, come on now, come on now, do your best
For master here!
Life ain't a fairytale of love and affection
It's simpler to stay away from things that don't last
Slowly a grinning snake will laugh and he'll say
"Another thing to
...i'd like to see the stars, fall...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and kiss the
i'd make a wish as they'd shatter its glow
into a million little pieces, and
across the seas.
one day, these lights will go
out; one day, that wish will come
[shut your eyes and imagine
we used to fly togetheri've got a good memory,we used to fly together5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
but i was surprised to find the box;
full of our scribbled conversations
and protestations (no, that's not right)
declarations, no, dreams
of what the future might look like.
we were young, vibrant, and
beautiful (and inseparable, once)
and we thought we knew how to
take hold of the future.
for my part, i struggled with
age as if i had a chance of winning;
our battles were the talk of the town.
you, you took to the passing of time
with an eagerness that showed
just how ready you were
to put away
the notions of childhood.
i've got a good memory,
but it's easy to be selective,
pick and choose the moments
that i want to relive.
we were foolish, confident
(and oh, so alive)
and we fell into our roles
with a predictability
that is near miraculous
i doomed myself to the role of
the forever-child, always looking back,
always dreaming of the carefree days.
you quickly ran out of adventures,
and set about finding new myst
I Believe... A Birth Certificate shows that we were bornI Believe...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Death Certificate shows that we died. Pictures show that we lived! Have a seat...Relax...And read this slowly.
That just because two people argue, doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just because they don't argue,
doesn't mean they do love eachother
That we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.
That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.
That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. same goes for true love.
Taht you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.
That its taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.
that you should alway sleave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.
That you can keep going long after you
ReverberationsSilence filled the concert hall. Michael’s heart pounded, and his palms sweated. This was the moment he’d been waiting for. This is the dream he’d been dreaming for all his life. The eighteen-year-old boy closed his eyes; he placed his hands on the piano, and began to play.Reverberations2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Every person has a story, just as every piece has a story – it just depends on how the pianist decides to tell it.
The piece started out slowly; the first note reverberated through the concert hall.
His story started three months ago.
It was like every other typical day – Michael was driving his little sister, Noelle, to her violin audition. It was snowing slightly, and with the exception of the ice on the roads, the weather was quite favorable. While he hadn’t had much experience with driving on the ice, Michael was perfectly confident that it’d be alright – which was why he hadn’t bothered to ask one of his parents to drive. They seemed overworked lately, a
Love is PainLove is pain.Love is Pain3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm in love.
Have you ever been in love?
Have you ever known?
Known with every fiber of your being,
Known you would say, do, or give anything
Anything for a glimpse of her face.
Have you ever known?
Known with every ounce of your heart and soul,
Known you would die
Die to see a smile in the eyes of the girl whose face melts your insides.
Have you ever looked into someone's eyes?
And had your heart pulled,
Pulled like the gods of love and hate were fighting
Fighting for you.
I can see why fire and passion are so closely related
You would think my heart was magma,
The way it boils when she is near
Near to me.
There is a reason
Love and pain are both symbolized by were red.
I know why.
now i see the stars.there was a time when inow i see the stars.8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
couldn't catch my breath whenever i
thought about you , (crippled lungs and-
boy, you hit me like an asteroid,
there's a crater on my chest now that I can't ever seem to fill,
oceans of my tears cried on
nights when you couldn't be there to sing me to sleep.
thirty two poemless days after you joined the constellations,
i walked out into the yard and howled to the empty sky,
for a moment i was Gaea, rivers running down my cheeks,
weighted to the ground and
buried in myself, but
where there is no light there are no shadows, and
sometimes, i wonder if i miss me.
yes, yes i do.
i may not see the moon, but
seven ways to win your best friend's heart i. tell her things will be okayseven ways to win your best friend's heart 7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
cover her imperfections,
replace her insecurities with compliments
( you helped me learn to love myself )
ii. forgive her
when she apologizes.
wrap her in a tight hug.
tell her it’s okay.
( i’m sorry i ever hurt you. )
iii. take her feelings
( my anger, sadness, and worries. )
put them on a shelf.
and help her walk away.
iv. don’t break your promises
( that hurts more than you know )
and don’t make promises
if you know they’ll be broken.
v. make her laugh
until she’s crying tears of joy
and you can’t get her to stop.
( i love how your jokes only get cheesier )
even if destiny takes you miles away.
( don’t leave, because i’ll miss you. )
that she’ll do the same for you
( because i love you. )
reach.i wish that you had held on to me for a little longerreach.7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and a little tighter before we said goodbye. because
all you left behind is a million little pieces of me,
i see you now,
hundreds of miles away from me inside the computer screen,
and i am reminded of the life you’re now leading,
the friends you’re meeting,
and how i’m no longer part of that.
we’d laugh and joke and stay up past three,
but we both know it’s not the same.
i know i couldn’t have gone with you,
and i know my own happiness would come with time,
but i so desperately wish that
i could go back to a time when you were still right here
within my reach.
a full moon will not bring me backI have learned that therea full moon will not bring me back5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
is a sudden peace
when one has tired of running
all their life.
I have learned that you
should have let me go,
far sooner than you did
because wolves need
to be free. They
need to ravage the dead;
they spear-head the desire
Remember, darling, when
I told you:
"Do not let me touch you,
for I will break you"?
Oh how I throttled your
cawing with pearl-plated paws
and parted apologies.
You swooned over my love,
while I howled for the night.