Eyes ,windows to our soulI saw her at the Carnival ,Eyes ,windows to our soul1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
her eyes tell the truth;
they tell stories of her unfulfilled sadness.
WordsmithsTo all those who admire me, admire any authorWordsmiths3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
(simply for being a lunatic which in all tongues is called a writer):
There is something you must understand.
These words are not ours.
We did not create them.
They simply sit, waiting quietly in the dusty wings of our brain.
We are the directors of the play, telling the words where they must go, what message they must give to the audience, what they must represent.
The words, so quiet and compliant,
Impact others if we know how to use them skillfully.
For we are just hoping you will enjoy the show.
WORDSRumors hurt.WORDS2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They say that
Words are a
But I have
A different opinion
That describes words
In a simple way.
Words are roses
With beautiful petals
But remember they
Still have thorns.
.bear teeth.10 months ago in Personal More Like This
white knife -
this is where i laid
the devil to rest
in purification of self
and space, the flowers
nod their heads in the wind
that one hundred
and one in the lore
can go and get
(i am angry, i am sorry, and i cannot stop)
Unique? Pathetic.You say that you are unique? Pathetic.Unique? Pathetic.8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are not, nor will you ever be unique. There are 7 billion people in the world- people just like you.
The same hair color, the same hair style; the same eye color, the same crooked smile.
The same jacked up teeth that you forget to brush, and the same chipped nails you pick at when you're in a rush.
The same chapped lips- which you never stop biting; the same non-pierced ears that you never stop tugging.
The same exact skin color, even when you tan; the same exact tan lines seen on every woman.
The same exact figure, whether you lose or gain weight; the same exact death sentence, this is your fate.
A fate to always want to look like that girl in 3rd;
to be as funny as that guy in 6th;
to be as smart as the transfer in 2nd;
and definitely be as happy as your teacher in 1st.
You can't say that you're unique when you have this fate. You can't be unique when you're just made of different people, and
Delusional Nightmaresi can't face reality,Delusional Nightmares2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because - - -
i only reside in my fantasies.
she's lost dancing in her daydreams
with invisible eyes to watch them