The Rulers of the SeasonsAphrodite, my dearest epitome of springtime,
Quaffing flowery flares as your dark storm clouds climb
Selfish vanities flooding April's chromaticity out
Ere Apollo's hideous glare shines your May bleached with drought
The golden summer that Ra mercilessly allows
Oppressing heat beats the precious sweat off of your brow
For every child caught giggling with sunlight in their lungs
Another meets black Anubis with thirst on their tongues
As Morigan's autumn, swift as the crow flies
Allowing leaves to stop their begging to die
Knowing change is welcome, killing all she holds dear
Until even Bile`'s cold grasp starts shaking with fear
Loki breathes laughter with a wintery chill
Freezing time with a blanket and life going still
His mischievous snowflakes dancing o'er the land
Until they are melted by Freyja’s impassioned hand
StreetwalkerGlamorous needles and lives behind dumpstersStreetwalker2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hunger wafting on whispers of con-men and tramps
Vagabond royalty, demented and toothless
Barking for pennies, with itches and cramps
And when the streetlamp stops glinting, the streetwalker crawls
Cigarrette painted nails and mascara black sight
Dangling a forbidden fruit by her cherry
A queen with a garter, flirting with the night
We swing and we jive, sipping on the nectar
Of moonlit moonshine and the apples most bruised
A dollar a dance, a dime for a tickle,
Feasting on life in the world we refused
Did you hear that?Did you hear that?Did you hear that?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That faint cracking sound?
It was the sound of my heart
Getting broken once again
And did you hear that?
It was the sound of how much I care
What? You didn't?
Because there was nothing to hear
You used to be my melody.I hummed you throughout the day, you were my favourite song.You used to be my melody.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I memorised all the words, even used to sing along.
You used to be my melody, now you're just my noise.
Your tune brought me comfort, now it annoys and destroys.
I can't seem to drown you out, no matter how soft you sound.
I hear you more often than I'd like, some nights I feel you're around.
You were something to remember, a beautiful little tune.
I just hope to hear a sweet melody, that surpasses yours soon.
Your song makes me sad, I don't want to hear it again.
It hurts to hear it unwillingly, it brings back all of the pain.
I have my own harmony, a haunting song in my head.
With all my thoughts as lyrics, the words I never said.
© Rocio Belinda Mendez
The Ocean At NightNo, I will go alone.The Ocean At Night2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will come back when it's over,
When tides recede, revealing
Footprints melted into sand,
Glistening white from rays of blue.
I long for the shine of shadow.
We must part ways,
Walk back toward houses
Where light bulbs flicker with guilt,
And sinks drip with secrets.
Lonely and quiet emptiness
Creates a home of memory.
I will come back when it's over,
The noises of splashes and screams quiet,
The sun's arrogance descended over the horizon.
I will return in silence and black,
Lulling waves to sleep, at last.
Together, we can be.
Rain RaceDo you see them?Rain Race2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Watch them go, she said.
So I looked and I laughed with youthful excitement
As champions fought to the finish.
Two contestants glide down,
Along a pane of glass.
The patter patter dripping from trees,
A distant background to the race.
Cheers resonate throughout
The white Mustang,
Rolling along a highway in California,
Not a thought toward destination,
But soon the cheering ceases,
As a drop reaches the crease in the window.
A victor is crowned,
And now, the game is over.
demigodsi set mydemigods2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
red skull ablaze,
detached from my
like a king
of blue smoke &
Sonnet no. 2 (Shakespearean)Looking into mirrors I see your face;Sonnet no. 2 (Shakespearean)1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
you are watching me from behind a sea.
My mind circles around holding your grace,
though I know that it is not meant to be.
My trembling fingers try to touch your skin
in spite of grasping but the mirror's face-
the sea swallowed you with an ugly grin,
your body melted in its cold embrace.
You reach out trying to clasp my pale hand
as if your world dangled on a frail thread.
The dark sea took you to the promised land,
washed over you like the fate you've met.
I yearn more than anything to live on,
but my heart is cold since my twin is gone.
Darkened PassageI feel alone.Darkened Passage2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The drop of blood
Drips from my heart.
I see nothing.
Nothing but evil.
Pain, loss, destruction,
Where does this end?
Darkness feeds on my heart.
Destroying my soul as I fall
Into the abyss
To where I can't get out.
Only my blood shines.
I won't be here
Yet everyone considers me gone.
Maybe I am here
Yet I also may not.
Only my blood
Can show where I am
So maybe I
Am lost in the Echo.
Night PostmanI wrote of sweet proses last nightNight Postman2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Filled lilac covered letters and the taste of ruby roses
Under my surrendering tongue
As I laid upon my bed as my pen laid stroke after stroke
The ink stains dripped into my veins
As I looked out the window to see the night
Shimmering in with white bright lights
They added to the blackest ink my bottle held
In the night of nature's once forbidden realm
I folded the parchment in my rightward hand
Stamped it with life's elegant symbol and forward grandeur
As I watched it float away into the darkness
Waiting to find the lover to which it was sent
On the trail of past surmises and what was dreamt
BriefLife is full of fireworks;Brief1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
a brief moment of art
imitating the stars -
They are not stars.
Stars are born, they burn,
Fireworks are merely
promises made and
When a fleeting time
of light and beauty
that the darkness is not so.
RealityShe’s got terrible handwriting. You can’t even read it by the time you get to the end of the paper. She starts off real good but the longer she goes, boom, can’t read a thing. And she whistles in the shower. No one I know whistles in the shower. Singing in the shower, yeah, but no one whistles, and it’s only ever two damn songs: the Mario theme and “The Chinese Dance” from The Nutcracker Suite. For the record, I only know that last one because she’s told me a million times what it is.Reality2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"I figured as much."
Did you know she can go a whole week without changing her pjs? God forbid you were to ask her to wear a pair of socks for more than six hours and you can forget about it. I swear, there’s dirty socks and mail everywhere. It’s not that she doesn’t read her mail but instead of throwing it out when she’s done with it, she just puts it on the dresser and lets it stay there. I’m not saying I’m the clean
FireWarm and bright, you fight!Fire2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Steel and Ice, you melt -
Grass and Bug, you burn.
Of Con Men and Duct TapeThe metamorphosis of a child to a grown womanOf Con Men and Duct Tape2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is a staggering and dragging process
Tears and scraped knees and hearts doodled on notebooks
Carve themselves into the climb
Cold and sterile and sublime
The words of men that built and broke you
litter the path
With the unloved seconds
You would give a lifetime to embrace
The ones lost and missed in the thrilling chase
Of a settled sea-side place
Where you felt you belonged
Years and lives are forgotten and picked up
In this curving swindling path
Of con-men's lies and flowers dyed
That left you with a heart cracked in two
wrapped with duct tape and doubly secured with crazy glue
A woman, burdened and armed
With dainty charms
And a guard constantly let down
By naivety that refuses to acknowledge
The heart pounding so fast that the brain's words are drowned
“Have you forgotten the last time?”
Rotten judgment and festering hopes
Growing cold and sterile, but still so sublime
No one knowsForget who I amNo one knows2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Forget who you are
Be someone different
and pretend no one notices
Coming BackYou're destined to come back,Coming Back2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in one of those rainy nights
when the bells ring,
and people rejoice
you'll be there
and cry your pain over my soul.
You seek a lap to hide
from the truth in everybody's eyes
and warm up in my embrace
but my heart is colder than snow
and I poured poison in your glass
My heart promised me,
you'll come back
and sing our song,
call me love, and
promise yourself to me.
Repeat your words of longing
for my laughter, my smile
and I only fear my soul will give
before your lullaby.
I'm still waiting, you know,
for that rainy night when
you knock on my door,
and i will ask you
why you ran away?
who you left me for?
Go back, follow your greed
to your toys of diamond and gold.
This heart is long gone,
along with its shattered soul,
but be careful don't drink that wine
I still poured poison in your glass.
Crestfallen StillHer arms embrace me but still I feel nothingCrestfallen Still2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her love surrounds me but still I feel empty
And as my heart is drained of blood
And my screams fill the night sky
Her lips kiss away my scars but still I cry
There’s agony in me I cannot define
Because every of your touches should feel divine
Yet your eyes tell me our hearts will never bind
And crestfallen still I stand
With misery holding my hand
Crestfallen still I knee
Because your heart does not belong to me
And never will I rise
For my weary soul has slumbered
And all my hopes have crumbled
Her hands reach out for me
Yet still I kiss the lips of misery
Her voice it speaks my name
But still my heart she cannot tame
So lest I breathe forever smothered by pain
I will let my blood be washed away by the rain
Waiting for the sun to shine on me
Hoping someday I’ll give my heart to thee
And no longer betroth with misery
So that my soul can rise from the dead
And my heart be devoid of dread
But crestfallen still I sigh
And the blade
DimWhy do you do this,Dim2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And only to me?
What did I do,
To go without glee?
You make his world bright,
Just for him.
When it comes to me,
Mine is dim.
As you drifted away,
My heart started to crack.
It will never heal,
Until you are back.
QuestionDemons I call unto you,and angels aboveQuestion2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
answer my cries. If I should die never
knowing my question was answered, then
shell be a cold death, but that is not
my question, I shell leave that question
for my soul. my question is for the mind,
for the heart, the soul has nothing to do
with my question. The pain of never knowing
well be the death of me, but I can live with
the fiery pain of never knowing.Face me demons,
angels, I've never heard of a demon who would not
deal, or an angel that wouldn't be happy to relief
someone of their pain.
Taffy'd Tears"Taffy'd Tears:"Taffy'd Tears2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In a quaint, quiet town,
With a name no one knows,
Lived a woman in a house
Colored gray and cold
Bakers burned their buns,
Florists set their flowers aflame
The children stubbed their thumbs,
Playing their sword and gun games
The woman healed their wounds
By means no one had said
Packaged, tiny goods
Filled the villagers' heads
One day, I dropped by,
Took a look at all the store
And asked "How do you do it--
make your famous taffies, of course?"
She turned with a grin;
Wrinkles formed from ear to ear
"My dear, it is simple--
Just blood, sweat, and tears."
BellaHer name was Bella.Bella2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
She wanted to become a pianist.
She dreamed of the black and white keys, the soothing rhythms, the beautiful melodies.
She hoped for the success, the fame, the beauty.
She imagined a world where she was the main character on the stage, no one to care for and no one to obstruct her.
She hoped to learn to play piano one day.
She dreamed to have her own piano one day.
She wanted to become a pianist.
Her name was Bella.
DreamDon't wake me up,Dream2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leave me here in my wonderland,
Among the silly cards,
And chaotic tea parties.
Let me sleep longer,
My jabberwocky is not destroyed,
The croquet game is not finished,
And I only have the grin of the Cheshire Cat.
I am still tired,
Of the realities of being awake,
Of the pain of losing myself
To the monotone world.
Don't wake me from my wonderland.
The Final Breath Of PainOur dead hearts beat as one now...The Final Breath Of Pain2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The final breath of pain is before our eyes
A few moments from its final words
In the day we first we shared was meant to be always ours
And miles apart we stood never dreaming of what it became
Healing wounds in both our hearts
When all beauty in the world had failed
The light from your every word
Led our hearts to entwine
And the night has lost its darkness
And the clouds no longer cover the sky
Relying on nothing but our strength
We carry on through the deadliest of Hells
In tragedy we have found meaning
In the dark we bled so red
But never again!
I spent years in search for something true
And in the silence of the nothing I found
I stood alone to grab you a final star
Before I even knew you were real
And pain shall breathe never again
In a moment to forever cherish
United in the dark among a thousand people
Binding in the touch of our lips
As if it was the first time
Without the burden that walks in our hearts
We would have never built this dream