Time TravellerHe claimed to be a man of space and timeTime Traveller2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I shook my head in wonder
Flashing a smile he asks
“What would you like to see, my dear?”
My eyes widen
To think that just a press of a few buttons
We could travel anywhere, anytime
Starry-eyed in awestruck I answered
“Let’s go to the place where our hearts belong”
she wishes it was quieter:outside the safety of her room, the sky sheds its skin - it thuds into existence against her window, turns silver, blue, another misplaced hue.she wishes it was quieter:2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
inside, she watches the tiles press geometric patterns into her knees and forces the emptiness in her middle up and out - it sears her throat, the tubular lights sting her eyelashes.
Safety Instructions“Warning, weak and fragile!”Safety Instructions2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you labelled me,
because I broke.
“Replace when damaged!”
is your brand of trouble shooting.
You never read half the manual
before (ab)using the product,
otherwise you couldn't have missed this:
Important Safety Instructions
Note: Every human is breakable
without proper care and maintenance.
Caution: Too much pressure can cause mental injury.
Caution: Abrasive words might damage god's product.
Warning! Failure to talk things through can cause electric shock to the heart.
Warning! Persistent ignorance kills!
You didn't even read the signs written all over my face:
Caution, valuable, handle with care!
LoveLove is like the ocean;Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
one moment a calm, liquid plain,
the next a torrent of mountains
that crashes down
and tears itself apart.
Power of WordplayThink I'm strange? Why do you ponder?Power of Wordplay2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
My wit's so quick it leaves behind thunder
It got me arrested the other day
They said 'sir, please put that knife away'
But it was sharp enough to slice right by
Subtle enough to slip and hide
Imagery so visual there's spotlight and stage
Bow to the audience and present the Word Play
Abstract, deep, or maybe pretentious
If that's weak then save me sweetness
Or just be bitter all the time
I think we need more flavors in our lives
But some phrases are too sour
Some spicy hot
Combine them in a daily diet
Eat up the lot
Synesthesia hides in these words
Taste the color of what you just heard
Compare the senses that I stirred
As each sentence takes the third
Oh Santa what have you got this time?
Were you there to spare a fair
But lazily placed rhyme?
Yeah right twas the night
Before crisscross applesauce
When all through my head
Concepts, points, tangential joints
Changed all of the topics instead
Now say 'bye'
To your mind's eye
As it all becomes
The Most Beautiful PlacePeeking in the shadows of your soulThe Most Beautiful Place2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Drowning in the dark secrets of your heart
I lay quiet where I can hold my breath
Waiting for you to ease your eyes upon me
Hidden in the crevices of your memories
Our chamber which we have come to know so intimately
Here I can be lost with our synced rhythms
Where it's difficult to tell the difference between you and I
Within the depths of your eyes I find my solitude
Embraced in your warm arms: my safety
Laying in deep slumber of our promises
Only to melt at the touch of your lips
Your smile is the home I've never had
And locked deep in your thoughts
Hearing you whisper how eternal I am
As you swear to love me forever
Don't Speak. . .Don't speakDon't Speak. . .2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Words are a disease invading our vulnerable minds
Eating its way inside and tearing us apart
disclose terms of endearment
Avoid words that conflict
If you speak, you will become the infected
Poisonous venom seeps in
as we repeat infectious words
A chilling lullaby. . .
Embrace the MadnessI am the flawed perfectionEmbrace the Madness2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Altered morals with a skewed perception
Starting riots without expressing cause
I throw kerosene in fires and treat it like applause
Want my name spelled out? Here you go:
I lean away from order, as I enjoy the night
I’m only a straight edge because my straight jacket’s too tight
They wish to wash away my pain
But it’s only part of a gauntlet as I train
My brain to catch up with my thoughts
I’ve always had this mind, why say that it’s lost?
You claim my heart is frozen cold
It’s just armored up while yours is exposed
So jump in my head tell me what do you see
You’ll be staring at your self, looking back at me!
I want to love the Chaos
I tend to ensue
As I embrace the madness
I am addicted to
I want to love the Chaos
I tend to ensue
As I embrace the madness
I am addicted to
I hide behind a wide-eyed
Smile as I guide
You through my introspection
Letting it settle in you like an infect
Roses And ThornsA rose may be pretty, but you must remember this:Roses And Thorns2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With every rose out there, there are thorns that will prick
Don't let outer shells fool you; though it looks full of bliss
A rose may just hurt you, if you were to stick
If you stick around and if you come close
Watch out for it's thorns, the pain they invoke
With a rose you must walk on tips of your toes
Or it is your fingers that their thorns will poke
With this fear it is oh so very tempting
To decide to take the thorns off its stem
But who would you be, sitting right there thinking
That you could rid of any part of them?
Do you want your rose to be genuine?
Do you want it to be truly unique?
Then please do not change it, keep its true self in
I promise none of you will be weak
It may look quite delicate, and so very pretty
But with a rose you must keep this in mind
It has weapons that are so very pointy
And to pick a rose you must not be blind
The Birth of All HopeI have carried out the new creationThe Birth of All Hope2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Of revelation, through the power of
My mentality, being and anima, all have been liberated!
The Nighttime Wanderer has penned his new story...
...His world has changed...
Where fools sought to crush me, I evaded them. When the mischievous sought to destroy me, they destroyed themselves. When the darkness teetered on the threshold of consuming my soul, my angelic angel descend with conviction; striking the darkness blind with its own night!
From bathing in reborn ashes did I rise to 1st challenge the elements; one by one they all breaking, submitting. Success has come, after a long near two decades in eclipse have I arisen to claim and conquer all before me.
I made the night thrive, I fed its voracious ravenousness with my own fears, my own doubt, my own disappointment in myself. but nevermore shall the darkness beat with the rhythm of the night, the night shall sire a beacon burning bright! I allowed the darkness to thrive, now t
Come With Me if You Want to Live“Are you Sally Connal?”Come With Me if You Want to Live2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Do I know you?”
The musclebound gentleman stared through his sunglasses. “That is improbable.”
“Because you look kind of familiar. Aren’t you the Governor of somewhere?”
“This is not a productive area of discussion. Are you Sally Connal?”
To Sally’s surprise, the man slowly drew a large handgun from his coat pocket. To her even greater surprise, a motorcycle crashed through the café window next to her, knocking him through a similar window on the opposite side of the building. The rider of the motorcycle did a tight lap of the room, brought the vehicle to a dramatic halt and stretched out an arm.
“Come with me if you want to live!”
Sally glanced over at the first guy who had spoken to her. He was already standing, the glass under his feet crunching dramatically, as it would under the feet of an implacable bad guy in an action movie.
Sally set do
Call Me Anything...Call me ugly,Call Me Anything...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I'm beautiful within.
Call me a geek,
But I'll get a future.
Call me a freak,
But I am unique.
Call me unpopular,
But I have real friends.
Call me anything,
But I'm a human being.
I am me,
and YOU cannot change that.
Diary Of A FailureHi, I'm a failure. I never got to do anything spectacular in my life or got to see any spectacular places, but at least I still get to suffer with the rest of them. Every moment of my life won't be photographed by some paparazzo wearing glasses, a vest, and leather pants. I won't have to put up with millions of people constantly asking me stupid questions like, "How old are you?" or "What's your phone number?" because I won't be able to know what that's like, and that's okay. I won't be forced to pose for magazine covers and gain more of an amount of money that's too large to count or know what to do with. I won't be at the mercy of different labels and brands when I make a simple error such as saying a racial slur or calling some long-haired hippie a bad name. My life won't be televised for all the Earth to see because I'll be living in some group home somewhere living out the rest of my days in freedom-driven exile. I won't have to face the intolerable task of telling people what toDiary Of A Failure2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
it had to happen "D-doesn't the plastic look wonderful today? C-Coralie?" Devin stumbled over words. Ugh, that was so cute of her.it had to happen2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Huh? Of course, but not as wonderful as you..." I grinned, blushing furiously behind my mask. Shit, that was corny.
Devin didn't seem to mind. She turned a shade of pinkish, smiling shyly. She stuttered, "O-oh gosh thank you! B-but I'm nothing really... just another Elsen..."
I papped her cheeks, looking into her black orbs she had for eyes, "No, shush," I said, keeping my eyes locked with hers, "You're not nothing, you're very, very, very, much something. Don't ever forget it." Oh fuck, the cornyfest continued.
"Oh wow Coralie... thank you. I-I love you..." Devin turned an even deeper shade of red.
Ahh, I was speechless. She said the words. Those three damned words... she did the do! She-she actually said she loved me. I guess it was sincere considering she gave me a kiss
To The Man With The Gun In His MouthTo The Man With The Gun In His Mouth:To The Man With The Gun In His Mouth2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I beg you; don't pull the trigger
Don't breathe the wrong way
Please don't close those crystal blue eyes
The sharp, bitter taste of metal;
No longer allow it to brutally caress your tender lips
Breathe softly for me now, even though
The beautiful light of day breaks your heart
I know you're suffered and your
Soul is being slowly eroded away
And you heart lies shattered at your feet
But share those delicate broken pieces
So that your pain would also become mine
A shared burden, yours and mine and ours
Take my outstretched hand and heart
SustainBare your bleeding heart to the world babySustain1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
With dripping veins of violet poison
Love, I promise I will tear you apart
Teeth gnashing and shredding transparent skin
Such stunning eyes of heartbreak red
They shimmer and glow under pale moonlight
Do you wish that you were dead instead
As toxic thorns stab at your lungs
Heave your splintered ribs in your chest cavity
Feel them shift into your shattered glass soul
Tell me you taste death on my tongue
Because darling I'm ending the charades tonight
I can hear the hope in your thoughts as it spirals
Cracked fingernails reaching out to clutch it close
Manipulation, fall victim to the sound of this song
Dance with your head on the ground sweetheart
The fact you've endured me so long is unnerving.
Bring the Hero HomeIt was midnight with a blue moonBring the Hero Home2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A black minivan pulls up
Out walk two soldiers in sequence step
They stop at the darken house
And ring the doorbell
A woman in her nightgown
Runs down the long staircase
Opens the door to the unexpected guest
“It’s two in the morning…”
“Ma’am, we are sorry to inform you that your son is dead”
She falls to her knees and wept
“He died a hero”
“Please bring my son home”
They nodded and left
She watches them through tears
The officer calmly waits
His time is now
He is to escort the boy’s body home
Respectfully salutes the casket
And then gets into the passenger seat
At the airport more has come
To respect the dead
The pilot, the crew and the passengers
Silently watches the coffer get loaded onto the plane
The officer salutes again
This time with tears in his mature eyes
Once the plane landed
Everyone watches the unloading of the casket
Some with hands on the hearts
Others with lowered