Die, one more timeOn a weary day, the siren resonatedDie, one more time1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Standard-bearer of a worthless war
Bombs repainted his home one more time
Of a blood-red indelible colour
The howling siren, gruesome symbol -
Sowed seeds of fear in people's heart
Sowed graves on dried gardens
Turned wives into willows
Coloured dreams into eternal darkness
The siren resonated again -
Clouds became soot black, crows flew
The innocent child got slayed, his toy in hand
This fallen world will never be lifted up
- Death whistled
Pull on my paper heartPull on my paper heart,Pull on my paper heart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because it couldn't have waited.
Just a little longer,
and I would've been skipping over
the stepping stones of freedom.
But your sanity was being tested,
and this was the way to study.
You decided to drag me into the fire,
hoping I had the extinguisher.
Now I'm being called by the east and the west,
and everything is heading south.
All I want to do is run,
but you've crippled me.
So pull on my paper heart,
and see how long it takes it to rip.
Unraveled *revised*Delicate pieces of a once chaste heart lay scattered among her ribcage.Unraveled *revised*1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Previously intact, the beating beacon pulsed for an untouchable that proved to be fatal in the least.
Her chest now a ghostly shell of naught more than the echoes of suffering within;
weeping emotions more than she could handle.
Each bit whittled away until all that remained was a vacant soul.
Eyes of lucidity caked with black rivers cascading down her cheeks,
Scars left where the shards of a shattered spirit had wounded her.
Lips split and bleeding of unspoken remorse,
She can no longer stomach this petrifying sense of rejection.
As only a hollow capsule of skin left, for which this world could depreciate,
She dispersed into the shadows with merely her existence.
Your EraserThere used to be a shoulder to cry onYour Eraser11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Open arms, when I needed a hug
A person to console me, when no one else could
Someone who could always understand me
A friend I thought would never leave me.
You held my hand as I started anew
And walked me through every step
We got hurt together and healed together;
Our injuries were always mutual,
Because we saw each other as we saw ourselves.
Through storms and sunny days, we traveled,
Pushed through the years, despite the odds.
It seemed as though we were inseparable; our friendship would never end
Our parents and friends would say
"Joined at the hip and practically twins!"
But illusions, cannot last and all glass eventually shatters; including the mirror that deceived us
No matter how much care was there, we have begun to fade
We are near shadows, of each others' pasts
You, are starting to make me disappear,
Trying to erase me with all your might, while trying to redraw me into something I'm not.
So this is my Goodbye to my dearest friend,
Slivers of light(French version below)Slivers of light11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The most dreadful winter of my life came.
I abandoned the idea of a blossoming future,
Fled the misery of my own motherland,
For a woman I have far too often dreamt of.
Among the singing buds of the Shinto shrine
A white plum caresses my back,
Its petals lull me, my eyes are sealed, sweet reverie,
A convent of grass
The junk of my thoughts
Send me to Amaterasu.
Blushing Lotus, enticing Lilacs, panting Azaleas,
So many mistresses!
Enough perfumes to be drunk from them.
Why, my promise, have I been waiting so long to join you?
Your hair like Sakura flowers
Your laughters sound like Shamisen.
Over the pond, a dragonfly sits down and begins to dream
Remember WhenRemember, rememberRemember When1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the first days of September,
when the breeze was
still cool and tender
Red leaves twirled around your dress,
as we danced in ultimate bliss.
and amidst the wind i stole a kiss
something I never thought I'd miss
But as the Autumn faded away,
our love gradually swayed,
much to our painful dismay,
we could no longer stay
At the city lights I look and sigh,
mourning the memory of what's gone by
and not a single day passes by
without regretting the word goodbye.
Wander to nowhereA ghostly walk on the autumnal pavementWander to nowhere1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even my own shadow is gleaming more
Than the empty shell of my body.
As I keep wandering, on this endless pit
Picky starving crows are looking down on me
The leftovers of my thoughts order me to die out.
This path of glory I've kept away from, it might be gone.
My dignity and pride, where have you fled?
I'm searching for the graveyard of redemption
Where my promises are all buried
Shot down by my deceit's gun.
Will you ever forgive me?
As I'm standing there, the icy silence blows ;
As time goes by, the ruthless mutism of yours
Reckons that time for forgiveness hasn't come yet.
Last days of a convicted sinner1 month before the fallLast days of a convicted sinner1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A crimson rose in full bloom for the last time,
The blood-stained chair awaits
Hell is scattered with wilted petals.
Cold-hearted, guiltiness is unknown to me,
Slitting her silk throat
Licking my steel, watching her bleed
I craved such a delightful moment.
She was genuinely gorgeous, wore desire on her skin...
1 day before the fall
"Cell of ice ; as frozen as the heart I once had."
Crows and graves under the window
Looking down on him with their cold eyes...
"Gruesome symbols. Macabre shivers
A death trap from where I can't escape."
Ominous marks of his past roommates...
"The smiling walls, constantly laughing, always staring."
The abyss of his fear consumes him
"...My own heartbeats? Is that what fear tastes like?"
A slow process of self-destruction
Sink even deeper into it, into invariable terror
"The edge of sanity. I think about her now?"
LossLossLoss2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your love was like a small scented candle
Your little flame burned bravely in my darkness
I breathed your fragrance deep into the heart of me
My ragged wings unfurled
But a harsh word extinguished the bright flame
In a puff of anger my beautiful world
Was once more lost in darkness
I'll never fly again
SupermanMy Superman rescued me; from black depths so deepSuperman1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sky could not be seen.
Swept me of my feet and into those invisible skies.
He makes my troubles go away; makes me feel real.
Instead of treating me
Like a porcelain doll,
That one word could break; because I'm not a toy to play with.
He lets me see myself; my beauty is no longer hidden.
My strength now pushes through
And my world now is bright.
'Fore he's here to show me the way.
And soul, heart, and mind
He heals. With a caressing touch
That is so full of love,
It takes my breath away.
He soars off
Through the air, barely a blink
But, I know
He'll be back
Because he is my hero - -
Crimson SnowThe washed-up man sat, sighed,Crimson Snow1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Frowned painfully, frozen to the bones.
On the pub's most disgusting wooden seat
He took his sweaty coat off
His shoulders bore the weight of his sorrows.
A single malt in one hand, breathing smoke from the other
His evasive gaze looking through the mucky window,
Crimson snow spread on the ground
He came for this soprano organ of hers
Captivated, lured like a whiting
The most amazing siren amongst sirens,
Whose freezing voice heated his heart up
He already forgot that recently,
Crimson snow fell over
He craved such a bonfire, a succubus,
Wished she could be his. On the humming pub,
Empty horny skulls, yet full of deaf silliness,
No one ever heard about the sound of
Crying crimson snow
His mind was now clear, full of wonderment. Forgotten sorrows.
The invigorated man put his silky coat on, gave a faint scowl,
Then left the smoke-filled pub, whistling t
His Body Is DeadIt started out as an accident, and I guessHis Body Is Dead1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It ended with one too.
Because we didn't mean to fall,
But we did anyway.
And I guess I can't regret it too much.
But after the second accident,
He just wasn't the same.
He breathed, but didn't know it.
His heart beat, but didn't feel it.
And his head worked, he just couldn't use it.
I swore in my dreams,
I'd see him reaching out to his body.
But his fingers passed right through it.
And he wanted to tell me something,
But his voice wouldn't work.
He's less than a child's doll,
That used to be a favorite,
And now sits in a corner gathering dust.
Because a child's doll could at least find new life.
And he just lays there,
Staring at the ceiling,
And there's this mechanical breathing going on in his chest.
And the machine won't stop screaming.
And screaming "LET HIM GO! HE'S NO LONGER HERE, AND HE'LL NEVER BE BACK!"
His eyes won't see me anymore.
His chest d
The Waiting-RoomTime heals all wounds...The Waiting-Room1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
What a load of crap.
Because from what I've seen
When someone dies
We sit there with fumbling fingers
Trying to stitch the gaping hole in our heart.
And when we finish we look down and lie "I'm okay."
Because not even the most skilled doctor
Could erase your pain.
Even in sleep you can't escape their faces,
Maybe a good knock out
In the fighting rink
I've heard you don't dream
when knocked out.
And maybe the only reason we die
Is because we miss the ones that left before us.
Even the loneliest man has someone he misses,
Maybe that's the only reason he's lonely.
Also, I've been thinking lately
about what comes after this?
Is this life just a waiting-room for the next?
Or are we deemed to an infinite line of waiting-rooms.
Maybe there's just oblivion.
An oblivion where we're all thrown into,
Regardless of our deeds.
A place were you endlessly search for those that left before you.
But as soon as your fingers touch,
Or your voices
The InvisibleThey are lonely at nightThe Invisible1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And are ignored, even in light
But are too scared to fight
There is nowhere to go
There is no one to see
They are lost
They are quiet as death
But yearn to be loud as life
It's their constant eternal strife
They are forever searching
For that special light
That returns their sight
They are invisible
But are always "seen"
Even in their dreams
This constant fear resides
That no one will by their side
Either to love
Or simply just because
...They were lonely at night
And were ignored, even in light
But were too scared to fight...
letter to a little me1. these are the anniversaries that will stay with you,letter to a little me10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
for better or worse:
things go up in december, as if the coming of a new year
gives the old one a kick in the pants.
look forward to decembers.
time likes to tie weights to your collarbones with silk ribbons.
right now i am two years into a subdued grief,
five years into a wild regret. but don't be scared;
just as many feathers balance out the iron.
i am three years into something truly
2. you will get better. the words on the page will eventually
come a bit closer to the pictures in your head.
by the way, you think in pictures--you don't see that now,
but look for it. use it to your advantage.
stop with the heavy moralizing. you try too hard.
you will abandon false modesty and snobbishness,
as you will find out that they are not attractive qualities.
you will, however, trade them in for navelgazing
and perhaps a bit of haughtiness and pre
Muted SensesI look,Muted Senses10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I see,
But I'm not where I wanted to be.
And I hear,
But I am deafened by the tension,
By the lack of "recognition".
And I feel,
But without you, nothing is real.
CourageYou hang in a gangCourage11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
full of bravado
who reminds you of you
the you on the inside
the one who is scared all the time
the one you hide from
when you hang in a gang
I walk alone
through your taunts and jeers
Could you do what I do?
Falling dreamI still remembered the first time you told meFalling dream1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
About that dream of yours, the one you cherished so much.
Quiet morning, sitting over rubble,
Even grizzled fallen leaves carefully listened.
This burning passion it triggered inside you
This childish and innocent gaze in your prospect eyes
Every sinner would have seen redemption in your words.
And yet this very dream you treasured,
Led you to your last smile.
Knelt, I swore I'll handle this torch of your will
On your grave, tears felt, promise rised.
No matter how mighty mountains will be
This world isn't strong enough to stop our friendship's bond.
But though, what am I doing here like that?
I jumped from the steeple...
Drained of any happiness...
Flattened on the soiled ground...
What a long drop it was.
From my steaming agony,
Our dream evaporates into this hopeless air.
Haikus from a foreign landHaikus from a foreign land11 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Thoughts flee the grave
Sakura petals remain
Vestige of my soul
Des pensées fuient la tombe
Des pétales de Sakura restent
Vestige de mon âme
Bald monk beats the drum
On the blue lotus, a bud!
Byôdô comes to life
Le moine chauve bat le tambour
Sur le lotus bleu, un bourgeon !
Byôdô vient à la vie
My nights are alone
So are the crying mountains
Bed filled with shadows
Mes nuits sont seules
Tout comme les montages en pleurs
Le lit est rempli d'ombres
HaikuWriMo 2014- Comment Haiku1.HaikuWriMo 2014- Comment Haiku1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Or Turkish Apple
as Scheherazade narrates,
enthralling the King.
A slice of that cake
is much more preferable
than poisoned apple.
That poor, poor huntsman.
Defying the Queen's orders
Will make a head roll...
I think we should stop
with our sanity intact.
We're so off topic...