InsomniaBurn it allInsomnia2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Heads will fall
And I will call
And evil dreams
Feel the rage
Feel the pain
That kills you
So have some fun
Let blood run
'Cause death will come
Through the looking glassIs this all real?Through the looking glass3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is this sensation we feel?
Are we just reliving the life we once lived?
Did we die already and just get revived?
Who once decided what's left and right?
Who sees everything in black or white?
Is this whole world just a dream?
Is this all part of some scheme?
The answers to the questions were not written in ink
It always changes no matter how much you think
Because you're neither right nor wrong
People have been searching for answers for so long
Laws and rules,
Are just some of our tools
Tools to make this world seem more vast
If they are not believed in then they are just the past
Do we have some weird ideal?
Are we nothing yet real?
An answer is that ''we are'' therefore we exist
But that doesn't always mean we can coexist
Searching for answers can lead us to depression
But when we find the answer, do we remember what is the question?
To the Feminist from the Battered ManIt would be so easy to wear my emotions on my sleeves, to wear my pain on my skin and display my feeling publicly for all to see like a newly painted canvass in public museum.To the Feminist from the Battered Man2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When I would think of their hands roaming my body, their words of hate and cruelty piercing my soul and their fist cracking my bones, I’d love it if I could just break down, tremble with tears and erupted into sobs.
Exactly like a …like a girl.
Don’t get me wrong ladies; you’re not all like this. I’ve seen you too when you’re corned, when you want only what you deserve…Justice. So you blame me for what another man did to you , besides, what one man does amplifies what we all do, does it not?
According to your standards it does.
So if I cry and scream, will you think differently of me? Will you think for just a second, that I’m human too? Will you finally believe me when I say that I’m not the man that hit you, not the man that raped your or beat you, not the
Soldier-boyGo on ahead little soldier-boySoldier-boy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
make your mama proud.
Serving your country with loyalty,
your courage knows no bounds.
Keep your head up, soldier-boy,
a cold gun is in your fingers,
and although days have passed,
the memories will always linger.
Keep praying good ol' soldier-boy
as bombs paint across the sky.
Your friends are in a better place
no time for you to cry.
Don't stop moving my brave soldier-boy
the sun has not yet set
the enemy is closing in
one shot is all that's left.
Hold your breath scared soldier-boy
the fiends are at your tail
they'll hunt you down mercilessly
as your mission is marked 'fail'
Close your eyes dear soldier-boy
and pray up to your God.
The pain is building in your chest
and your vision is getting flawed.
It will be over soon sweet soldier-boy
as some bunker down and cry
the fight for you is over
some men were born to die.
Goodbye my brave soldier-boy
your life burned out like an ember.
Your sacrifice wasn't for naught.
And we will always remember.
Dreamer UnawakenedIn a crowded room, filled with shallow souls,Dreamer Unawakened2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Notebook and pen my company.
I sat alone, contently on my own
When a Dreamer sat beside me.
An artful mind, personal style, indifferent to the latest trends
That was the day, I had found a friend
And so began our story.
She didn't know she was a Dreamer.
You can tell that she was unaware,
By the way she asked about my thoughts,
When I had thought that no one cared.
She listened to my soft replies, wonder sparkling in her eyes
I pondered what she saw inside
A quiet mouse like me.
She always reminded me she was a Dreamer
Using a brush called "personality"
Painting through life, changing colors, with
Confidence and Bravery.
Splashing emotions onto canvas, she shares her world that I can't see
She put a pen into my hand one day,
And smiled, "Share yours with me?"
She showed me I'm a Dreamer
Unveiling my ability
To make rainbows out of black and white,
Breathing life into my fantasies.
The empty page that blankly stared, as bleak as my life used
When all is said and doneAs I stood next to the window paneWhen all is said and done3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And past skipped down the memory lane
Nothing matters much
when all is said and done
So we should keep walking
On parallel roads, yet never talking
Just as life goes on
When all is said and done
If life is to be led this way, so be it
No sighs will be heard, no tears shed for it
No reason to fear pain
When all is said and done
ButterflyIf I let you go will you come back?Butterfly3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Will you be my butterfly
And come back to love once again?
Will you wait for me in the pouring rain
Ready to take me into your arms
To say such sweet thing
Such sweetness of love
And that you will never leave me again.
Will you come back untouched
So we can share our love once again,
Without it being tainted,
By another woman.
So I can know it is true love.
DepressionDepression is black, like an empty person’s soul.Depression2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It sounds like desperate cries for help.
It tastes like the numerous tears that fall in the night
And smells like blood, or burning flesh.
Depression looks like asphalt, five stories below.
It makes me feel like I’m alone.
Toy StoryI am a toy.Toy Story3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am HIS toy.
Manipulated by his words,
leaving me wrapped around his finder,
coiled so tight like a boa constrictor,
squeezing out what love for me he has left.
He has ran out of love for me,
leaving me limp.
Me, the toy,
never planned to become a person.
I was a mere toy,
his puzzle piece in this game of smoke and mirrors,
leaving me broken,
with pieces missing.
This is the real toy story.
Trapped by society's clawsStrip off all your make upTrapped by society's claws3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is it that you hide
Is it mearly a freckle
Or is it the ugly that lurks inside
What lies beneath the lipgloss
Your extensions Your false hair
Is it all just plastic
Or is there substance there
I see you without the fake tan
The fake lashes. Fake nails
I watch the stripping of your bronzer
And so gradually your face pales.
I'm the one who sees you
Your insecurities. Your Flaws
I see beyond the you thats trapped
Held captive. By societies Claws.
He and SheHe was religion,He and She2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she was the world,
it took her a while,
but she slowly believed.
His verses filled her with a hope,
beyond her wildest dreams.
He was love,
She was society.
He seeped in her structures
built skyscrapers in her skies
and mended the cracks in her fragile bones
He was imagination,
and she was insanity.
together they were the spark
of an idea, that ignited
a blaze on her mountain peaks
He was the winter,
and she warmed him up.
She was the summer,
and he was her shade.
They blended together,
a match set by fate.
Their path was dark,
so they lit a candle
and were burned by its flames.
The autumn of their love
turned into falling leaves,
and she was the victim
of a passion that killed her
in her early years of spring.
Mirror MirrorMirror mirror on the wallMirror Mirror3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You see me,
My every rise and fall.
Is it you who knows me best..
Seen beyond the mask
When i'm down and depressed
Seen me the downright broken mess?
I look at you
you stare no slack
Behind my back
My knowledge of you ends
When I go my own way
But you watch me come and go
day after day..
PossessionYou liePossession3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You enslaved me
To take the blame
To be the evil one
To do as you wish
But I saw the evil
And I tried to get away
But I was a possession of yours
You are a soulless creature
You use me to get what you want
But I am weak
For I cannot help but to obey you
Your words echo in my mind
And take over my heart
And lock away my soul
So that you would be my only judgment
And I your zombie puppet
And you my substance of life
I will be silent and obedient
As your slave
Just to expose the evil
Only to be possessed once again
With in my blood let it be true
I will be free of you
I will take the knife
And I will have my life
Under my control
Dreaming Of TearsDreaming Of Tears2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dreaming Of Tears
Weakened to the very core
I can't endure this anymore
I'm going to black out
And be transported to a realm
Where my screams don't make a sound
Hate keeps me bound while I leave my fears to drown
I loath the days without rest
I despise the nights of endless stress
Though I can't settle for anything less
Because lower than this is death
It's like living and sleeping within tortuous realities
Even though I'm unconscious- there is no such thing as rest for me
No one knows how powerful my dreams can be
No one knows all of the graphic images I've seen
Dive into the ocean! / Swim through the thorns!
Let your pain open! / Allow your skin to mourn!
The memories start to fill
Then time stands still
A level of this kind of guilt
Is more than enough to kill
I don't know whats worse- my dreams
Or all of the secrets that I keep
It's hard to believe
This is what I call 'sleep'
In these impure waters
I bathe in the pools
Those of a coward
Moonlike a spotlightMoon3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
lit up the way
in the moonlight
my life felt okay
can you see me
can you hear me
beating the walls
can you help me
make everything fall?
i could be blind
and only see you
i could be damned
and be damned with you
even when it's dark
the moon shows the way
and maybe we'll follow that path someday
I swear we won't disappear
Keep AwayKeep away, Death,Keep Away3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we're prolonging the inevitable
with chemical compounds
that we deem "edible"
Flaws Psychology, I gawked, mathematics, physics, sciences, I continued on. Why are we spending our time studying the world, when we could be solving the unsolvable enigma of life? War, violence, pain, suffering, my list only grew. Why are we wasting our time fighting amongst ourselves when we've plenty of better things to be doing? Often times I've been told that life is like rain, and that that is because we never know nor expect when it might fall down upon us. Why does it matter to us why it rains? It really doesn't. Curiosity, interest, intrigue, my list would only grow farther. If we weren't so naturally curious, we wouldn't even care about half of these things.Flaws2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sighing, I lay a hand against my forehead. I was disappointed in the human race- in myself, and in the entirety of our species. So flawed, but why? It almost seems that if we lacked our "superior knowledge" that we would be a more peaceful and zen
The 22ndThe zombies are comingThe 22nd3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The comet is falling
The sun is setting
And the Devil is bringing His wrath down upon us!
The zombies, they
Seek me, bind me, claim me
Bite me, have me, kill me
Break me, change me
The comet, oh, damn it
We see it, we fear it
It breaks our planet
We panic, we feel it
The virus approaching us
The bomb thrown down on us
The Earth cracking beneath us
And the Devil is bringing His wrath down upon us!
The sun has set
We wake up on the 22nd to find our broken world
We have found ourselves living
After the end of the world
The Devil never sent His wrath down upon us
Because we live in the end of the world
suicideHave you ever wanted to die?suicide4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That you stood in the bathroom
A knife or a razor blade in hand
Maybe a boodle of pills
And a glass of water
And you stared at the mirror
Just wishing you'd die
But then you started to think
About your mom and your dad
Your sisters and brothers
Your nephews and nieces
All of your friends
And you put down the knife or the razor blade
You put away the pills
And you walked away
Acting like nothing ever happened
But the thoughts of your family and friends
Never stay for long
Day's week's maybe months later
Your back to thinking about suicide and death
InsipidThese hands intertwined to joinInsipid2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
scarred veins and heartbeats
I bleed you out
into waters of love and lust
adoringly numb, subjectively blind
I partook in your poison
I vomited a miracle
the pungent ache of death
With each kiss
you confined me warmly
with each breath
you devoured my soul.
Living the Everyday Haiku1Living the Everyday Haiku2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
climbing the first vertical
it comes to—
a snail on my shoe
leaves falling everywhere
I look, how easy it is
to let them go
I marvel at every
rose bush petal
holding fast in the wind
seed packets in a drawer—
dormant dreams of an herbal garden
cutting the moon in half
but not the piercing wind
still in bed—
winter scrubbing the remains
of autumn from the trees
7 (seen on local news today)
waves scattering cliff side
spectators with sea foam and awe
how cold the night—
no sound of cricket or bird
yet his breath in slumber
pulling taut the bed sheet,
outline of my tortoiseshell comb
lace curtain patterns
from a kitchen breeze
fill the empty fruit bowl
chopping winter vegetables
my thoughts of summer plums
reflection of my rouged lips
on the window sill
through a water glass
pomegranate halves, red
on half-read newspaper