Speak to Me Speak to me in roars and booms like thunder,
To inspire wild visions in wonder.
Or whisper like the softest breeze in spring
Of a scholar who overthrew the king.
Debate in Fauvist colours, shamelessly bright
And dare to make sunshine in the dead of night.
Shout and scream, hoarse as the Bedlam inmate
On the dagger-sharp edges of cruel fate.
Lie to me in dull dreams like a trickster god,
Tell tales where I can spark like a lightning rod.
Murmur in tones from falsetto to baritone
And make the planets rumble with a song of their own.
Sing to me more skillfully than an opera star,
Like an angel but holier by far.
Laugh like Balder before the arrow struck;
Confident, easy and just out of luck.
But don't stay silent.
Backwards I'm the girl that dancedBackwards2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And now look at me.
A year, three thousand miles,
And I'm still not free.
I'm the girl that imagined,
But nothing came true.
And now there isn't much left
Except a poem or two.
Thousandth whisperOn the thousandth whisper of the thousandth wordThousandth whisper2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A thousand things have gone unheard
And thoughts and emotions, undeterred
Sink from the consciousness of this one caged bird.
We're LiarsMy lungs are burning,We're Liars2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I cannot breathe,
Held beneath the surface
By the lies they weave.
And here in the still
My emotions seethe.
I see my reflection
In their words and grieve.
UnforgettableI know a truth that I'll never forget,Unforgettable2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A secret thing that I'll always regret.
Like a trespass one can't take back once said
But that lives on in the speaker's head.
I wish I could tell the truth that I know,
Give up freely, and let it go.
Share with someone the sad secret
That I will never forget.
InnocenceInnocence torn apartInnocence2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All wonder forgotten
In search of a meaning
Innocence bled out
Actions and emotions
In packs of five
A child sacrificed
To praise false gods
Wilderness on its knees
Mind too consumed by
The prison it created
GhostsLike a vacant shell, like a sunken ship,Ghosts2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Like an empty, lonely, soundless drip.
Like a fallen star, like a blunted thorn,
Like a single loon — only more forlorn.
Like a hollow tree, like a falling leaf,
Like a river stone — only far more brief.
Here we are as we've always been,
Like a lit-up shadow, like a face unseen.
Papier-mache face If I was all alone in a darkened roomPapier-mache face2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'd be no more alone than I am with you.
A mask and a good costume,
That's all it takes to hide what's true.
And you stand there and lie with such good grace
As if not aware that I know what's real.
I can read what's on your face,
But there's nothing there to reveal.
So blank, so distant, and so cold;
Papier-mâché face, lost to reality.
You're just a projection of the lies you've told
In the guise of prudent neutrality.
Dead And GoneThey say he's resting peacefully deep beneath the groundDead And Gone2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And that for once his eyes are shut and he is sleeping sound.
But I cannot imagine him so quiet and so serene;
As if he would give in to death, so common and so mean.
No, I think his hands are clenched, and there's a furrow in his brow,
And he is counting his woes like sheep even now.
A WordBurning sun through a telescope,A Word2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dancing man on a length of rope.
Wild and lonely as a firefly -
You are a thought that will never die.
I Love YouStanding in the rain,I Love You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I start to rust.
Seeing your face,
I'm blinded by dust.
I can't stop starring,
There's too much beauty.
You claim you're ugly,
Which I cannot see.
Hearing your voice,
Is like a chime.
I'd give you my world,
On the drop of a dime.
Having you in my arms,
Makes us the perfect two.
They claim I'll leave you,
Which I'll never do.
When I say it,
It's always true.
What I mean,
Is I love you.
my body's slave is my mind.it's barely summermy body's slave is my mind.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but i've forgotten how to breathe;
i fall in love with strangers
before they even speak.
it's like i'm
within the pulsating crowd
like a fly trapped in a spider's web;
questions are spun
inferiority screams in my ear
& consumes all thoughts
until i can't hear
all the questions that are caught
between threads of my insecurities,
the fabric of my being -
tightening its grip
with everyone seeing
it's barely summer
but i can feel
each pump of my left ventricle
is an exertion against will,
& leaves me cripple
& frozen, still -
but feeling like i could run
before you could catch me.
i watch the moon
trade places with the sun,
racing against time,
but my day
has still not yet
AsylumI dance through echoing rooms in my mind,Asylum2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Up the creaking stairs that lead to No-Place
And play in the memories left behind
When Reality chose to show her face.
So clear now, every neuron's trail sparking
To paint the portraits clinging to the walls.
So obvious the shattered glass marking
Remains of naïve dreams that strew these halls.
And now through the gardens of withered rue,
And imagined fountains flowing with thought
To deny the need for the Darkness who
Helps conceal the asylum gates I wrought.
CastlesLong ago and far away,Castles3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In a castle built to stay,
Nothing left, and nothing right.
Nothing but encroaching night.
At the dusky death of day,
In a castle built to stay,
The dark is eating me alive,
The dark is wanting to survive.
By the curve of azure bay,
In a castle built to stay,
I'm alone, and I'm afraid,
I wish that I had never prayed.
On the sun's last saffron ray,
In a castle built to stay
I will live and I will die
Both while dreaming I can fly.
RefugeeAs above, so below.Refugee2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My mistake, friend or foe.
Just before habits go,
stay awake, tell it no.
No more lies, dip in twine.
Dirty secrets, told benign.
Slip away, more resign.
Fix the shelter, stay in line.
See the bridge, don't look back.
Forget aid, try and lack.
First runner stays on track.
Spot the watcher, don't attack.
Know this, said he,
time is short, we must flee.
Send the dogs after me.
Take away the refugee.
Lasting Impressions.It crossed my mindLasting Impressions.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And lingered there
Like footprints in concrete
It invaded my heart
Made it home
Like a bird nesting
It lifted my soul
On waxen wings
I flew too close
Now I ask myself
My eyes closed
Was it worth it?
An EndMaybe it's time, or maybe it's not,An End1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But I know I can't live for knowing
That with time all things must rot
To aid lesser things in growing.
So burn through my heart like a fire storm,
And take all the stars on your way
If only because it will keep you warm
On this: your very last day.
I'm a monsterWe all have little monsters in usI'm a monster2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that whisper ugly words into our ears.
My soul is at war, it is a fight
between the human and the monster in me,
and I fear... that the monster will win.
The monster controls me...
it forces me to think the worst of others
and it tells me to isolate myself,
to protect myself from those evil humans.
The monster dictates my every move,
I must pretend that I am a human...
lest anyone think of me as a monster.
The human inside of me has long died
and the seemingly innocent person you see
is nothing but a disgusting monster
hiding in the body of another,
preying on the weaknesses -
the weaknesses of those frail humans
and feasting on their flaws.
I wanted to be human,
but I'm a monster.
And I hate myself for it.
FriendshipI found it one morning,Friendship2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just sitting there,
its beautiful colors intrigued me,
I could only stop and stare.
When I finally grew used to it,
I brought it inside,
I watered and fed the flower,
I set everything aside.
It thrived for many years,
bringing it's color to my life,
its beauty like none other,
its thorns as sharp as a knife.
One day I found to my dismay,
my lovely treasure was dying,
I know it sounds silly, it's only a flower,
but I couldn't help crying.
I tried so hard to make it better,
I gave it all I could,
I tried to talk it into living,
but the flower never understood.
When the last petal fell,
I felt my hopes drop,
why I cried, I knew not,
but the pain didn't ever stop.
My treasure is gone now,
yet I still feel strangely dead,
I'm surrounded by other wonderful flowers,
but my heart is as heavy as lead.
Collection Poet's KingdomCollection2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The poet overthrew the monarch
Now words will rule, and ink-stained hands
And whispered rhymes over loud commands.
Faith in Humanity
I deny the existence of the holy spirit;
Lightning strike me down.
You pray as if someone will hear it,
Some man with a beard and a crown.
No time to think
As I run towards the end
This is our last drink
So here's to life my new friend.
Nothing is in the past tense;
The past won't set me free.
Not 'I loved', but 'I love' the thing that's lost
The thing that won't let me be.
You Are Nothing
You are lost in a vacuum, lost in a void
Whatever you had was long ago destroyed.
And now you speak as if you know,
But you know nothing but the show.
Star-crossed lovers never loved as we,
And far-flying birds never were as free.
You whisper in my ear.
You never say a word.
You pretend that I'm not here.
I pretend I never heard.
Myself and IHigh above the world,Myself and I2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cross-legged on wispy clouds.
Gently floating here and there.
My mind as vast as space.
As unknown as the oceans.
Eyes closed just enough.
I let myself wonder aimlessly.,
Over the world below.
Watching do many sunsets.
What is a sunset but a sunrise
Over the next horizon.
Something is bothering me.
Haunting my solitude,
Opening my hearts scars.
The gentle breeze on my face
I'm gliding through memories.
Someone is with me.
My thoughts are not my own.
I feel her next to me.
No need to look over.
I feel the hole in my chest.
Resembling me though she's not.
Wearing a black button up,
The last three undone,
Black slacks and converse high tops.
Her sleeves are rolled up,
Revealing the forgotten promises,
The hollow words and fragile emotions.
Her complexion is bright,
However covered in wounds.
Closed, open and reopening.
One leg down, the other bent.
Arm resting casually on her knee.
The other propping herself up.
She's beautifully broken.
december.and when they take medecember.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to the morgue,
will you see the difference
between my skin and the sheet?
and when they close my eyes
please be standing over me,
so that your face
will be the last thing they see.
and when those tears fall
down from your face
pour them on my lips,
so i can take you with me.
and when they look away
caress my bloodless face,
give me one last gush of
and when they bring the casket
gently tuck me away to sleep,
read me one last story
from that book atop the shelf.
and when they place me in the ground,
beneath six feet of dirt,
leave your footprints in the snow
and please don't let them melt.
and when I fall to hell
i'll be waiting at the gates,
but darling please take your time
there is no need to rush.
PhobiaChills creep down my spinePhobia2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Causing me to quiver
Sending bouts of anxiety throughout my body
My mind clouds
Until but one thought remains
Soaring through the air
Isn’t exactly my type of game
It makes my stomach do a twirl
A feeling that is so unfair
Darkness consumes my bright blue sky
As in thrown down six feet under
Like some helplessly trapped fly
Surround by echoes of thunder
But most of all…
The very thought
Of losing her to another
Takes all my fight away
Leaving only an empty shell
Please help me
I am terrified
Lost in ThoughtI feel my lips move,Lost in Thought3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Yet no noise is heard,
This silence does prove,
My vision becomes blurred,
The light dims from my eyes,
No more can I see the skies,
The pain I no longer feel,
How shall I distinguish what is real,
Left alone to my own mind,
And the insanity I will find