No Longer. No More.... sleep and never wake up again.No Longer. No More.1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
This is his prayer, his only friend.
Lost in delusions he still finds truth
but it's his heart he can never reboot.
His nightmare isn't worth living for.
Blinded by his own stupidity
nevertheless reminded for infinity
that all he had was made to lose.
No matter what he finds, he can never choose.
Strange whispers won't feed his core.
Crawled in the corner of his bed
he's haunted by the words he never said.
Locked his world inside the Scrolls of Time
remaining in the past, the darkness starts to shine.
His empty vessel bleeds out on the floor
Her Kingdom Falls.Brittle are her bonesHer Kingdom Falls.1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
hidden under a flawless
perfect skin - a privilege to touch but no one seems worthy of Her
Empty is her soul
confined within walls of
sorrow for sin - a kingdom so strict yet no knights no Excalibur
By moonlight she
rewinds time to regain
the pride and glory - at dawn she's drained, lost her mind, every thought gone numb
Nocturnal delights a
bloody fight to
revive the story - her veil conceals the empty shell she had become
Drop.Defined by every choice you make - you create.Drop.1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Within the darkest of nights you hide - you find.
When words get too loud to hear - you scream.
Tight-lipped, ready for your next encounter,
you're drawn out to gasp for air.
A solar scream fired up like a faint sign of life,
a lost flare.
like an ocean wave
your sole purpose lies
in the ability to maintain.
Monster in Minor.Existing to smile,Monster in Minor.1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I have cried - in order to reveal, or was it to hide?
My answer lies buried 10ft deep..
Ssh hold still!
..You might wake it from its sleep..
I have tried - to reach the big starry skies,
while everything below me died.
The memory of the monster within
prevailing in both ev
Rise A Knight.An Eclipse from the crypt, he hums an entreaty in sevenfoldRise A Knight.1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
while the flesh burns from his bones, he yearns to escape It's hold
A strange comfort becomes him as he Falls to his knee
and thoughts wander off to evade It's grasp and be free
Rise A Knight; the whispers say
Rise A Knight
For whom he'll fight remains the same
It be in Gory believes red as a Heavenly flame
I Am.I Am the Light that shines through my LifeI Am.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
the Spirit that revives time after Time
I Am the lust to learn to grow and Burn
Never ceasing Forever pleasing
that one desire we all Share
to find Ourselves amongst the burdens we Bear.
Withstanding the pressure of Time
Persistence will declare who we are
Hope enslaving us to the
echoes from afar
When the Abyss sighs my name
I shall be burning just the Same
Whether it be in heaven or hell
The Promise of Choice.We walk towards the Echoes of fading desiresThe Promise of Choice.1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
in lucid dreams we Search for a voice,
Only to find more Riddles that bind us
inside the Promise of Choice.
What if life's not the storm, but the companion?
Like a child and his guitar
trying to reach, yet every string seems too far.
Maybe life's not the fight, but the release.
Like a chord played out of tune
looking up in shame but you're alone in the room.
So can you hear life's not the song, but the silence?
Like an invisible thread between notes
unifying in thin air but never knowing how it floats.
We refuse to Evolve with every Change that scares us
in shapeless Hopes we await to rejoice
Only to see more Tricks that trap us
inside the Promise of Choice.
Unknown.It clings to my handsUnknown.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
like glue to a stick.
It trembles on my lips
like blood on a blade.
It covers my soul like a shadow that raises over a landscape
transforming every green into grey and pale.
My thoughts mutate into flashes of light, beams and rays.
They seem to be streaks of rain.
Every end has a beginning, though this one's false.
I can't swallow it whole.
I can't spit it out.
standing there amidst the ruins
while my inner world won't stop spinning
as Inanimate Existence.
Music in Words.With every sound turned into a ray of lightMusic in Words.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I heard blue
and silent white.
Overwhelmed by the symphony of possibilities
is the gift
I'll give to me.
One Word.futile idioms triumphOne Word.11 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
over true Runes
deranged muses join forces
ever locked in a stare
One Word spoken and
she's out of trance
but her mind thrives on playing tricks
as she stands in silence
with frozen lips
We go to sleepI go to sleep to dream about youWe go to sleep1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I go to sleep to hide from the truth
I want to lock my pain out of my life
I lost myself between written lines
You go to sleep to forget about me
You go to sleep to hide from your fears
Inside of the cage you lost your own pulse
Inside of the dream you don't care about rules
We go to sleep to dream about us
We go to sleep to reach out for the stars
We go to sleep to never stop
We go to sleep just to wake up .
Angel TearsImagine a raindrop is an angel's tearAngel Tears1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Falling from heaven on Gaia's mortal fear
Weeping in unity their children's lost soul
Heaven's pure spirit evil now doth control
Eden of rapture consumed by time's flow
A lost utopia where gluttony doth grow.
Alluring serpent's lair humans covet the bait
Devourer of truth so poisoned with hate
Innocence now lost in maelstrom of desire
Purity long blackened by greed's hungry fire
The spirit debased evil darkens the heart
The nefarious abductor tears the soul apart
The moment approaches the farmer shall reap
Love now eternal for faithful lost sheep
Gnashing of teeth those left in despair
Time now elapsed for repentance and prayer
Renounce the darkness and take gentle heed
Embrace the truth be the Lamb's seed
Dust.Hesitate but don't refuse.Dust.1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Dusting of yourself in a pale moonlight
while a storm's coming up.
No one's here to blame. It's all in your head.
Cry for the storm. You'll never be anything more than
Dusting of the reasons from your mind.
What's the point? Does it survive, what used to be living for?
Need I say more.
I can't tell how it is.
I'm still looking
knowing I'll never be anything more than
Take The Blame.I knowTake The Blame.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
as I sit here
watching the walls as they close in on me,
that it was you
who pushed me into this small room.
as I sit here
waiting for the curtain to drop
that it is me
who wants to put the lights out.
Solemn.As of late you're all trying to define meSolemn.3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Saying how you know who I am
Creating images that fit in your ignorant minds
But you have not a clue what lives inside
There are days I await the roaring thunder
When all I see is the cruelty in the brightest shades
And I can't decide if I should stand up just to fall down
Or get lost in the imagination of promisses becoming truth
As of late you're all trying to change me
Saying you know how it should be
Discounting the hollow pieces created in a past life
Well you're wrong...
I am every bit of messed up you wish you hadn't seen
One Step.rekindled ashesOne Step.11 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
faces in the smoke
conjured by her Mind's Eye
shadows come to life
One Step forward and
she's Out of the dark
yet it is there she lingers
at ease with her heavy heart
Listen To The WhisperListen To The Whisper Of The Eternal WindListen To The Whisper1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
As It Gently Touches Your Ear;
Guiding You Through The Forest Of Life
Your Friend; Your Companion; Your Seer.
Listen To The Whisper Of Verdant Leaves
Adorning The Sentinels Of Earth;
Silently Watching The Passing Of Time
Its Beauty The Blessing Of Birth.
Listen To The Whisper Within The Heart
Where Soft Emotions Caress Its Beat;
Let Its Wisdom Flow Right Over Your Soul
And Dormant Love It Will Entreat.
Listen To The Whisper, All Three Of Them
Embrace And Entwine Deep Within;
And When They Merge Within Your Soul
A New Pathway You Will Begin
As It Waits.alas it breaths down the depths of meAs It Waits.1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
alas it bleeds from the soul's frontier
alas it lives from the anger incurred
alas it wields the weapon of total massacre
in nights of terror exhausted by life
in days of rage weakened in mind
in light despised by all that's bright
in shadows eluding a faith in sight
for it hides inside the decay of silence
for it survives only in obligate symbiosis
for it hunts in games of predator's torture
for it lurks in the heart of human nature
I shall fear no death as it calls me home
I shall stand before it in pure existence
I shall tear it apart in cries for redemption
I shall conquer myself as in mental resurrection
Insomnia and Body PartsThere wereInsomnia and Body Parts1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Timeless moments spent between us,
In those instants and hours before dawn;
That time when we traversed
So far away from this
Wretched house and into
The most delicious darkness
That time before our tidal waves
Came crashing down on us again.
I would do anything to
Drown with you.
The softness of the flesh
Between your knuckles, the
Exquisite map of
On your palms;
They were like a lullaby
To my sleepy fingertips.
The breath of your mouth
To teach me to close my eyes
And fall asleep.
Your contented whispers and
Observations of the sky
Showed me then how to dream.
I had no idea what home could be like
Until those seconds and infinities.
As you traveled the expanse
With the curiosity of your hands and
The rebuke of your lips,
Because you always liked
To fix things
That were broken.
The Art Of Falling ApartIf falling apartThe Art Of Falling Apart1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Was a type of art
You'd be the Picasso of all pain
Beats the finest tapestry
Woven from a raging flame
The tears that you cry
Outshine each star in the sky
And the blood that runs through your veins
More red than the most brilliant rose
It runs from your head to your toes
You have scars where your skin met the edge of a blade
But like words in a book
They need not be overlooked
They tell a story in a way of their own
All the blood that you shed
All the times you wished you were dead
They speak of despair and they speak of sorrow
So now you've mastered the art
Of falling apart
Now you're a canvas of black and blue
Using a blade for a brush
And for one final touch
I'll put a stroke of love in you
THE ONLY HOPE NOWOnce There Was Love; Once There Was JoyTHE ONLY HOPE NOW2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Emotions Now Shattered Like An Old Broken Toy
Confused And Dazed, Wondering Why
Soul In A Turmoil Just Wishing To Die
The Brightest Day Now Shadows Of Night
Infecting The Heart So It Sees No Light
Thoughts Entombed By What's Been Said
A Loved One Lost At Twilights Ebb
Guided By One Whose Words They Believe
Not Seeing The Venom That Flowed To Deceive
The Only Hope Now Is To Pray To The Light
To Guide Them Back To All That Is Right.
Life's Tales.I want to write a bookLife's Tales.1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
full of Life's Tales.
About the meaning of it all
the truth we stole
and buried beneath our feet.
Just to speak of redemption
through the pain.
In every step there's
wisdom to gain.
And for all that I'll ever be,
the search will always be