The NightThe Night11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
deep slow moans
come from the roots
of the earth
and bend on themselves
fingers of the trees
in a sigh
they stretch out
like the hands of a beggar
to turn off
profondi lenti lamenti
provengono dalle radici
e si tendono
dita di alberi
in un sospiro
come le mani del mendicante
LettersLetters11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Turned to talk to you today
But no one was there
I'd forgotten again
Went to your funeral today
They had your favorite flowers
It was pretty
Your mom came over for dinner today
She left before dessert
I think she cried
Found the sweater I had borrowed today
Did you know how much you'd hurt us?
I know you did
Your boyfriend talked to me today
He said he understood how I felt
I just walked away
Went to your house, found my pills today
Did I tell you your parents are moving?
They can't take the memories anymore
Wanted to hurt someone today
Make someone share my pain
But I couldn't
Started killing my pain today
Maybe if I can punish myself
God will forgive
Artificially TemptingArtificially Tempting11 years ago in Typographical More Like This
Can you see that light illuminating the heavens?
It brings false hope to the hearts of men
I no longer can …
see my path lying
Between the world of the damned and the world of man
I had no choice
In the world of angels
Where beauty masks silent sadness
I broke free
I fought for my independence
Thus crept in my heart a darker malice
For on this path I trampled…
So I sought the flames of Hades
To purge my soulless body of love
A love that deludes the lost ones above me
I fashioned new wings
With feathers to match my sins
For the smoke that haunts my breath
Bares witness to my hell
And as I can see your quivering fright
I can smell your fear of mortality
For I am now the angel of death,
But do not approach me
For my beauty, my youth
Are but an illusion
(c)2004 Joseph Palladino
Throbbing ScarThrobbing Scar11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Kindred spirits kindle candle-lit moments caressing confessions of love
But battered fools beckon for better bestowals before falling…
Victims to vicarious vanities.
Yet my soul now suffers
Suspended in sacrificial soliloquy
Since your seductive serenades stopped.
Its been too long…
Now my mind is like a fettered web
With vanished thoughts wrapped in your empty bed…
And my body is a poisoned ocean
With bruised flesh spoiled by your toxic love potion.
See, for my heart is a throbbing scar
With bloody stitches torn by your probing fingers from afar.
My lips are parched black roses
With blistered thorns protruding like your treacherous horns…
And now my eyes are like shattered stars
With shards of pearl light lost in the fires of your callous words.
I confess I cannot go on
I carelessly collided into cupid's arrow
Now your cancerous love has corroded my copious world.
Could God but cut me gracefully that I may never see you again?
(c)2004 Joseph Palladino
Broken SpiritsBroken Spirits11 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Peel back the covers don't you dare hide away
Don't let them be the ones to bring down your day
They want to make you feel the pain you deserve
Let you realise how much life hurts
Pull off the false front you cower beneath
Strip your soul bare, let everyone see.
Would you be so brave if you stood alone?
If your army began to erode.
Let go of life, before your demons succeed
Turn away don't let them see that you bleed
Don't fight a losing battle, don't kill your pride
Keep it with you till your soul starts to die
Show who you are don't live your life locked up tight
Go and defend all you believe that is right
Better to live and die, than never live at all
Be careful, they'll never catch you when you fall
Bring your army, and take on your fear
Only death and destruction live here
Climb over the memories of the past
It's all about the future now and how long it lasts
Show your emotions, they're becoming so rare
Free all that passion that you're longing to share
Don't be afraid to fight wh
The Only Certain Thing - DeathThe Only Certain Thing - Death11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
So everything happens for a reason?
Pawns in a bigger game; The only pieces left…
"TAKE RISKS! As long as you conform" they said,
The only certain thing, is death.
So everyone lives again,
We enter with nothing, We leave with even less…
I shall not live on "What-If's" anymore
When the only certain thing, is death.
As so the ticking grows louder,
It's mocking hands quicken their pace,
Time melts away by the second's caress,
And the only certain thing is death.
So everyone wants for nothing...
Is that why you hunger? Whilst I am full and fed…
Nothing is an issue if nothing is said,
The only certain thing - we're dead.
Dead before we leave the womb,
Condemned before first breath,
Plunged to a world of free speech that costs...
Where the only certain thing...is death.
Dancing with unicornsDancing with unicorns11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have a dream,
Of fairytales that lie.
A war of bees and butterflies.
A war of elegance against power.
A war of the wind and lightning.
More destruction than any mortal war.
This frost of summer,
This rain of tears.
Will drown the silence,
Will drown the pain.
In my forest of fairytales.
Shooting stars are only a glimpse,
Of the dances of unicorns.
As they leap from reality through fantasy,
Dance without guilt, fear, silence
Through heaven and through hell.
Through our dreams, through our fairytale.
When these unicorns cry,
Their tears form galaxies.
When these unicorns cry,
Their pain shatters the heavens.
These unicorns with their painted fate.
These unicorns feel no love, no hate.
There will be no tomorrow,
For this Fairytale of sorrow.
. my confession .. my confession .10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every single evening,
when twilight deciedes to take over the bright sky once again,
I take my thoughts for a walk.
Every single evening,
when the daylight gives in,
I make my confession to the only ones who are always there to listen.
This is it.
This is my confession, my precious voiceless confidants.
Every single evening they fly away,
carrying another fugutive thought, another part of me.
Setting me free.
What is Left Of Us Now?Clinging onto what's left of familiarity,What is Left Of Us Now?12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trying to figure the thoughts out.
Many whys and questions,
without any answers;
Spinning around in my head.
The walls are chillingly silent,
They were once highly erected, but now,
they lay around in bits and crumbles.
I sit, amongst the debris,
looking for some answers.
What has gone wrong between us?
Many questions left unanswered.
With no hints or helping gestures.
I've to fight this battle alone and solo.
Without anyone, especially you.
I reach out and try to grab your hand.
But with a pull of your hand away,
Your body language seems to tell me all.
Those windows to the soul are
So achingly cold, listless and cruel.
Where was the tender warmth that was in them?
Where have they disappeared to?
What's left now is just a stony stare.
And harsh, un-tender words are being uttered.
A literal slap across the very face you once caressed.
We used to share talks of dreams and hopes.
You used to make me smile and take all my worries away.
Ode To KurtOde To Kurt12 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You left us alone in a cold dry world
with faith depleating and heeding
and tv numbing our feeling
you knew our meaning.
You knew our suffering.
You saw what we were afraid of.
face to face you saw it.
You lived it.
a reflection of your mind came out through your songs
you could have taught us of what had surely gone wrong
We saw your fear; the fear that maybe you didnt exist.
The fear that maybe you're not who you thought you were
when we look too long at ourselves
all that we'll see
an illusion of a person
that only wants to see "Me"
We never see us...too fucking obvious!
Always with the God Damned hard way!
did we forget we're all here together?
That we exist identically
No time, no length.
Why did you get caught up in you!
you always knew you werent really there.
you were just too damned afraid to say it!
Too afraid to see the truth... you're Everywhere man
To LoveTo Love11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love is a powerful emotion.
Not as strong as devotion,
For it is a dangerous potion.
It snares the heart and stops all motion
Thus it is spoken,
"Love is a precious token
to valuable for mortals to possess,
yet to great for the gods to confess."
I do protest!
To find it,
You must seek it,
And if you should fail,
Your desire will be your despair!
Yet I am that crazy fool
Possessed by my desire.
Where love can be cruel
Passion burns me like fire.
(c)2004 Joseph Palladino
So HAve I GrownSo HAve I Grown11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In the years that I have known
In this body I have grown
I have come to learn of strife
I have come to deal with life
When in the hours of much pain
When a life becomes overclaimed
I learned to reach out for any hope
I learned to deal, I learned to cope
For much I say I do regret
But much in life I now respect
In this earnest world of man
I can say I now know who I am
See my days are marked by change
All my fears, regrets, I now exchange
For better days before me do I see
A time of better things yet to be
As I look forward to this tomorrow
I extend to you my hand to borrow
For much from friendship I have known
I've learned these years that I have grown
(c)2004 Joseph Palladino
I though I had ForgottenWhy do these memorys flood into me?I though I had Forgotten10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
reminding me, haunting me
leave me be, I had forgotten
I had left it hidden in a black memory
we went our seperate paths
slowy dissapearing from site
its all fine by me, I dont need you
the feelings you left me with
the feeling of loveing someone, but them not caring
leaving you, avoiding you, then telling them that they are a fool
I worked my feelings out, I didnt care, I slowly forgot
then I hear your name, and the memorys are flooding into me
I DONT CARE, LEAVE ME BE
why am I here thinking,
worrying, wishing that you have the best in life
maybe even a wife, looking at your family happyly
I HATE YOU, BUT I dont
I'll never forget that feeling when you hurt me
wandering into darkness hopeing to be shallow up
I though I had forgotten, your reactions, your discription
how you had once protected me and listen to me
fade back into my memory, be left forgotten
I know you have forgotten me , so why is there left a bitter memory
a glash across my heart, why
I Am..I Am...I Am..9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A blank slate.
Written over time and time again, until the canvas is cleared.
The words overlap, covering white space with black, until there is nothing decipherable left.
To be forged again, written by the thoughts of others, a new spirit created.
Written anew, to be wiped clean once more.
For my body,my mind, and my prescence.
But those who want go wanting, for reciprocation cannot be.
Why does this paradox exist? A contradiction, ying and yang.
When you deny the desires of others, your desires are denied as well.
By those near, and those far away.
For what I am, and what I hope to one day be.
Family, friends, and lovers lay claim thier words, but are the meanings the same?
Do I, one soul, have the means to love others as they love me so?
By the hate I see in others, my own rage comes forth.
But it subsides, falling like leaves from an autumnal tree,
For it whisps away like the wind in a gentle breeze,
TemptationTemptation12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Air grows thinner, the higher we are held.
Granite pedestal grows beneath our feet.
Loneliness creeps into my veins,
as peers become less abundant.
I can remember the first step
on that first day.
There were so many of us;
we could barly fit on the platform.
Meeting for the first time
as our parents lifted us on.
Five years old,
the first day of the ascension.
the platform grew higher;
growing from the base, pushing us upward.
We became different during this stage;
but still together.
Still parts of an unbroken whole.
Eight years on that platform,
Time held us together.
It's ironic that our happiest moment together
happened to be our last.
ended our integrity,
our true power in numbers was ever diminished.
People began to jump from the platform;
some struck the floor,
upon impact their heads opened,
and something drained out,
the promise and potential drained out,
Higher we climbed,
with most of us gon
Every tiny cubic millimetreEvery tiny cubic millimetreEvery tiny cubic millimetre9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of your brain
is filled with
She's in your dreams at night,
till early morning light.
Her long brown hair
Her skin so fair
Great sense of style
You drown in her deep eyes;
And dream of her smooth thighs.
Her coral lips
Her swaying hips
The way she talks
And how she walks.
You tell me how you
And how you think of her
not knowing that—
Every tiny cubic milimetre
of my brain
Stream of GlitterStream of Glitter12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By no means confiscate me
It was an enlightened declining
Till you singled me out
Out of the accurate azure
I was powdering the clouds
With sparks of dreams
You stole my existence
Progressing along with ease
Till the day you determined
To pierce me out of ecstasy
The delight to spot a fairy
Flash their shimmer fashioned eyes
They would flock about me
To illustrate their shine shadow
But now you slashed my wings
My air travel no more to observe
As the glitter from my eyes drop
I was in high spirits
I took wing
I was formerly a fairy
Now I am entitled a pet
Human beings only speculate
How the glitter gushes from my eyes
Beauty and the BeastBeauty and the BeastBeauty and the Beast6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shes a piece of gold, as fragile as glass,
Misused and disintegrated
Into shattered fragments,
Rekindling the past.
But where did that girl go? The one who danced with charm?
Her once glorious spirit, now downcast,
Diseased with melancholy,
Embroiled between truth and falsehood.
For she has forgotten her identity,
Now lost in solitude.
She was once a believer,
Now a sinner.
She was once sober,
She was once ambitious,
But worst of all,
She was once in touch with reality,
Now utterly deluded.
Did she lose her wisdom?
Did she lose her sense of rationality?
Or did she lose her mind?
She is paralysed.
She lost nothing but the ability to use them,
The motivation and desire to pursue them,
The key to access them.
For she can only rehearse the lines of what life could have been,
If it went according to the dream,
The picture she viewed on screen,
The bliss that she had seen.
But that now is a lie.
For all is black or white,
Love and MarriageLove and Marriage11 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Love and Marriage
I am gay. And I am no longer afraid to say that. I believe that Love between two men (or women) is not a sin. Can you hear me God! I want you to know that homosexuality is not wrong. Love is not wrong. When a man Loves another human being with all his heart, whether male or female (it does not matter), then there can be no wrong, no evil. When Love is pure and wants for sharing in any individual, it matters not with what sex the said person does devotedly give it to. Why should it? Hear me Lord for I say that, "To Love another human being, and to freely give your heart to them, is divine!" For what better purpose is there in life than to give freely of that one most beautiful gift -your Love- that you so graciously bestowed upon us. For if it were so wrong and sinful to Love another of the same sex, as many would so accuse my kind, then why is that I Love? Why is that you have given me this gift to give and share my life with whomever I so chose? And I choose t
fooled.becausefooled.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I smile when
Once Upon a DreamOnce Upon a Dream11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Once upon a dream
Love convinced me to believe being with you was necessary.
Blinded, I followed along helplessly with a hand reaching out.
Heartless human nature held responsibility for my sadness,
I assumed the position to defend without a signal of strength.
Freedom releases itself with each backhand that you give me,
with my back against the wall, my eyes beg more while I plead no.
Addicted to the pain like a drug too strong to resist,
I refuse to refuse you, with adoration exceeding boundaries.
I dreamt for a love that could prove itself pure.
Enduring too much for no purpose I could find.
Candy scented gasoline and a sugar coated match,
I stood tricked into believing things could be a different way.
Once upon a dream I found love that didn't hurt me.
In the horror of my reality it held no chance of becomming true.
The World's Worst PoemThe World's Worst Poem11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The World's Worst Poem
( A Parody by a Demented Heathen )
I love that thing that you do when you do that thing.....that you do.
It's totally excellent and awesome and I'm, like, right on.
Like, I could watch you boil cabbage all day even or probably other things as well
You know, like, those things..you know those things...the things? you know, the things!
Like when you gnaw on pies or corncobs or scratch yourself, it's totally no worries, right?
Or when you stuff your face full of giblets and coon swill it's still TOTALLY cool, you know...
( for rest of 'poem', click on the the dang photo/visual in full view.. grrrrrr... DA and it's compartmentalizations!! )
MoreTo remember a day in a yearMore12 years ago in Other More Like This
is to remember a minute
in an hour.
And to name a star in the sky
is to name a seed
in a flower.
To sing a note in a song
is to sing a word
in a letter.
And to make the sun hotter
is to make the ocean
To heal the cured with a touch
is to heal the dead
with a kiss.
And to love the unloved with a whole heart
is to love the devil
and not miss.
To want more when you have nothing at all
is to want nothing
when you love what you got.
And to want nothing when you have nothing
is to want it all
when you hate what you naught.
Hitler's DreamHitler's DreamHitler's Dream11 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
the perfect race
one free of the flaws
I see every morning in the mirror
stare out emptily
from the glass that never lies
I hate myself, so I'll hate you
make you suffer as I do
if you are not
my perfect face
you'll feel my pain
you'll feel my hate
you'll burn and choke
on my poisoned flames
I'll make you mine
I'll break the mirror
I'll create a mold
of perfect reflections
so I'll never see myself
staring back at me