Destination BeautifulIm a long way from anything amazing.Destination Beautiful10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
21 miles to be exact.
No time for calculations,
Im in a hurry.
So how about we pack up our
Necessities and you
Away with me.
Doesnt matter where we go as long
We can take our worries and insecurities and
out the window.
Watch them trail and fade behind us
On that one way road to
Destination beautiful right here in the front seat
Sunkissed shoulders and
Prove Me WrongProve Me Wrong12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Advanced Bodies Absorbing Advanced Minds..
Still in a crippled state of mind.
Why has the majority chosen to do so little with their gift?
Blindly, yet faithfully following a system of duplication...
trimming power, leaving evolution up to another kind.
Even the genius with the perfect inventions...
sit and wait for the so called "right time"..
to release creations from their mind.
I fear their reasoning may be intimidation.
Knowing that if releasing creation right now,
they would be forced.
Forced to come up with something bigger..
Maybe it's the hesitation of their capabilities.
So as accustomed...
they simultaneously sit and wait...
While people below travel, work, pray, and patiently anticipate,
never even acknowledging their own existence...
Always shading themselves from their own reason of being.
And so words are said:
Be polite, and celebrate your date of birth..
because it's the "right thing to do".
nothing else matters-KakuHidan-So close no matter how farnothing else matters-KakuHidan6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Couldnt be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters-
Hidan and I have been dating for about 2 week. Well you cant call it dating if we dont tell people and we still act and sometimes do hate each other.
I just to say I just want him to know that well, when were together nothing else matters.
-Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I dont just say
And nothing else matters-
I walk into our room and noticed that my boyfriend was crouched down low to the ground on his hands and knees. His head was stooped, pressed right against the carpet, and he had one arm under his bed. He was obviously fishing around under the bed for something. His spine was arched low to the ground, so that his chest was also pressed almost against the carpet, and his ass was stuck up.
"Hidan?" I asked curiously.
The zealot's head would have
Devil insideI looked up and saw a crow today.Devil inside8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An omen that I felt before I saw.
It cried out "Beware, beware"
(Unlike Cousin Raven, who said "Nevermore")
The news it carried was as bad
As the news it once carried to Athena
Which made her turn its shade.
The crow I saw was not unique,
As they all visited many today.
The Cry was unique, though-
The message different for each who heard.
And in my case, I felt it sting.
The devil inside wept for the angel who lied.
And the crow carried on, with many such messages.
I could have done worse than Athena,
Devil that I am and was.
I don't shoot the delivery man,
I just try to deny the delivery.
The crow flew on, oblivious to the pain it caused,
As it did with each message.
But it is not because it is dumb.
Rather, it is because it is smart,
And doesn't want to stick around if someone
Does decide to shoot the messenger.
And as it flew, I just kneeled and cried.
The devil inside wept for the angel who lied.
Millennium Goal 6: PoetryMillennium Goal 6: Poetry8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Original Poem by Basile Nicephare , 11 years from Benin in French
Oh Benin mon cher pays
Pourquoi as tu accepte que le SIDA ?
Le sida cette vilaine maladie contamine
Il est la mon frère
Il est la ma sœur
Il est dans notre village
Dans nos maisons
Dans nos collèges
Dans nos écoles
Dans nos églises
Dans nos mosquées
Toi mon frère
Toi ma sœur
Qui ne veux pas attraper le SIDA
Respecte et applique le sigle ABCD
Choix du condom
Dépistage avant le mariage
Debout mon frère et ma sœur
Luttons ensemble contre le SIDA
Oh Benin my dear country
Why have you accepted AIDS?
The AIDS this nasty illness that contaminates
It is here, my brother
It is here, my sister
it is in our village
In our houses
In our schools
In our churches
In our mosques
You my brother
You my sister
Who doesn't want to ca
To a friendWe've never really seen eye to eye,To a friend8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never really talked too much.
You've never even seen me yet.
And for that I'm sorry.
We're always a world apart,
And always may be, I fear,
Till death do its part.
I can only watch as you fall,
Even then I can't be by your side
To pick you up.
And you can't be by mine.
But we do what we can
With what little we're given.
I hope you don't mind me saying so;
I hope you don't mind at all:
I miss you.
And we've never really met.
But this at least I can do for you:
Thank you and you're welcome.
Even if I've already said it,
I'll say it again.
And who knows?
Maybe one day,
We may just see eye to eye,
And I don't mean in our words.
Fate is never certain, after all.
it is not enoughit is not enough just toit is not enough7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
miss you. i have to learn
how to walk again; how to
live without meat and
kissing, how to sleep
shaped like a balled up
fist. it is not enough
just to miss you. i have
to adopt twins in
Africa, name them Lost
and Weird, forget to
feed them. i have to
go to every pet store
in America and rescue
all the seahorses. i have
to tattoo D A R K B I R D
inside my lip and stand
in children's playgrounds
like a broken arm, creaking. it
is not enough just to miss
you. it has to hurt. i
have to write poems
that last forever, interpret
dreams about buildings
burning down, flies who
leave their partners for
sad New York waitresses. i
have to work on my
posture. shave my head, wear
white dresses. i have to
be a chaffinch when i curse
into my fingers. it is not
enough to just miss you. i
have to be a crazy
crocus-woman; my lovely
hand curled close around
your heart, a bud sealed
tightly, tightly, tightly...
his+mine.i won't let you go.his+mine.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
someday i'll write all about you and i and pretend it was a tragic romance with a lost fairytale ending. but that wasn't how it really happened.
i loved you in some way. i won't say you belong with me, because we both know that would be lying. even so, you don't belong with her either. don't fool yourself. i picked you because you were a lost little boy who wanted to grow up too quickly. that's what they call premature aging, don't you know? it's not your time yet. so why don't you just lie down and breathe the night sky while you can? but you were just a boy. a boy with golden hair, darkened by pitiful sins and bleached skin from all that alcohol you ingested. you were one with ice blue eyes, eyes that had a glacier-like surface. i only scratched a layer of it, but we both know that it would crack and shatter sooner or later.
i was, and still am, a scared little girl. i was lost in my dreams. so were you. instead of finding one another, i thought we could
Together Yet AloneShe sat on the bench with her husband, enjoying the cool breeze and the people walking by. Every Sunday she would sit on the same bench with him, as they had done for the past fifty years. Their conversations always varied but one thing remained the same. They held their hands as they whispered how much they loved one another.Together Yet Alone6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The old woman smiled as he leant over, whispered a secret into her ear and handed her a red rose. She appeared happy. Everything she wanted in life, she had with her on that bench. The love of her life was with her; together with her as it should always be.
But to everyone else, they just saw a crazy old lady talking to herself. Her husband wasnt there. Instead, he lay in the gravesite as he had been for the past five years. She sat alone.
Forever together with the one she loved in her heart. Forever alone in the eyes of others.
RapeDrifting to sleepRape8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dreaming of you beside me
Lucky to feel such love
Stronger than the oldest tree
I slumber deep and meaningful
Yet tonight you do not dream too
Laying awake, you change
The monster I feared within you
Tickle me slightly
Too tired to stir
Rolling me over
On my back I prefer
Smooth hands caressing up my legs
Stopping at my pyjama waist band
Gliding them down
I don't fight your hand
On my still little body
Am I still dreaming?
Wake me... somebody
I'm innocent and pure
You open my legs
I trust you completely
Stuck by invisible pegs
You slide yourself in me
I feel and I know
You whisper such lies
Painted a rainbow
I split and I fear
Body pressed close to mine
Marks on my neck
Such a torturous design
In through the night
Im screaming inside
While you smile down at me
Should I have tried?
Roll over again
Safe in a ball
How did I fall?
I trusted you
I love you
And yet I still do
Lets Just Be FriendsDon't take it personally when I give you the cold shoulder,Lets Just Be Friends7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
an eyebrow raised in the questioning of your mental processes,
And when you think you're getting somewhere
I turn you down and walk away.
It's not your fault you're not perfect--
It's mine for believing you could be.
They tell me to lower my standards;
I don't understand why.
Can you not see the broken tears around you?
That's just not for me.
I'd rather be single and free
Than be chained down by someone who isn't right for me.
If you're trying to woo me, try again.
I Hate Everything About YouLying next to you, eyes tightly shut, feigning a sleep that will never come. Sidelong glances, catch sight of your pale hand above the covers, long fingers still stained with the blood from your latest victim; can barely retain a shudder of revulsion. Reach out, wanting to scratch that stain away, to scratch your skin until it bleeds, but somehow my fingers end up entwined with yours, clutching tight for simple sanity.I Hate Everything About You7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mind cast back to mere hours before and that mortal girl intoxicated on beauty and promise. Your sweet seduction; lips next to hers, hands on her breast. Gentle words whispered in her ears, honeyed lies convincing her to believe. Watching as your perfect face moved closer to hers, dark hair falling across her fragile skin as she simpered in your arms. One final lingering kiss; then your fangs sinking into her throat in a last, deadly embrace. Her body slowly failing as you gorged yourself on her life, then discarded her remains. Disgusted at your carelessness, your cruel
Notes From A Treatment CenterYou can feel what I can't feelNotes From A Treatment Center7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't grow, my heart can't heal
You are one who'll never see
I'm not here, this is not me.
You "exist". I am not real
I will "lie" and I will "steal"
You are "nice" and you are "kind"
I have slowly lost my mind.
You can "think" and then react
You can contemplate a "fact"
I can only blankly stare,
I am never really there.
I will always be explaining:
In my world it's always raining
You may try to understand
But you'll never see my land.
I HurtEvery day, I wake up in pain, it is my reality. I wish it didn't have to be this way, but it is what it is. Incidentally, I despise those words, "It is what it is", they make me feel...even more helpless than I already do, they both anger and frighten me. My life, how I feel, what I've lost, it makes me want to cry, sometimes it does make me cry. It makes me belligerent, I lash out at those I care about, those that care about me. It makes me afraid, afraid that I won't be able to care for my daughter, afraid that I won't be able to care for myself. Fear is not something I'm used to, neither is being "frail". The constant care I have to use to make sure I don't injure myself further takes it's toll as well, both mentally, and physically. It drains me.I Hurt6 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
I often think "It's not fair!", and it's not, but it doesn't change reality. I anxiously wait for my wife to come home from work, so that I can take painkillers, and find a brief respite from the pain. I hate painkillers, I hate knowing th
True Love's ConfessionI should have told you, the moment that I met you, that I could fall head over heels for you.True Love's Confession9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When we spent late nights talking about everything and nothing, I should have told you that I was attracted to you.
When you showed me your sensitive side, then hurriedly tried to cover it with a witty phrase, I should have told you that I was in awe of you.
When the rain was falling, so fast we couldn't see, I should have kissed you.
When the night was cold and you complained of it's bitterness, I should have held your hand.
When you smiled and my knees went weak, I should have told you.
When you touched me, I should have mentioned the jump of my stomach.
When I saw the ache of sadness in your eyes, I should have held you fast to me.
When I looked into your eyes, and you asked what was the matter, I should have told you that I adore you and when you showed me things, no one else has, I should have said, that I feel everything for you.
When you stood beside me and asked why I was staring, I sh
Heart of Glass.She walks down boulevards,Heart of Glass.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
crushing everything she sees.
Every time you tell her you
love her, she just grows
more distant. It adds more
glass to her little layered heart.
She wants 3 words.
But not a forgotten,'iloveyou'
She prefers 'ihateyou'
At least she knows you won't
be lying if you said that.
Give her what she wants.
She won't cry. [inside or out]
She truly likes to be hated.
But one day,
one day she will hear a
Spoken with the truest
voice in the world.
And her little glass heart
will just break.
But that's what she wants.
You can't appease those
with a heart of glass.
Forbidden...Forbidden...9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Though it is forbidden,
my heart pounds for you.
Though I will be condemned,
I can't live without you.
Though it is evil and sinned,
it is nothing but pure for you.
My tears will fall,
while my heart will sing,
all for the one who is forbidden.
Though it is looked down upon,
my heart soars high with you.
Though they bring tears to my eyes,
I protect against them for you.
Though it will be fought,
my heart will not stop loving you.
My tears will fall,
while my heart will sing,
all for the one who is,
I Know Why the Caged Bird SingO, thy cold, coy mistress, tell thee,I Know Why the Caged Bird Sing5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Why ne'er sing a songbird's dream;
Pitter-patter on a harmonic stream
Lovely wings flutters in thy bone cage, see?
Yet, burst forth, thy song does not seem
To, for thy stoicism reflects not thee.
I plead thee, let free the bonds of strife
That take hold thy heart, and enter thy sphere.
We are but two souls in this life
Encapsulated by those we endear,
Yet, it is thee that I hold dear;
It is thee that I love.
However, if thee dost not know, look above,
The Lord knows thy sins for my beloved;
How I pine, burn, perish for you.
Now I know why thy caged bird sings;
It is not for thee, but thy longing,
Thy words hold contempt, for which is untrue,
Whats Left Of MeWhats left of meWhats Left Of Me6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is being killed by you
Yes...whats left of you
That still remains
Hide your shame
Inside my flesh.
As you have done
Come crying to me
And my Colt .45
Tired of you
And trying too.
With this pain
Simply the best?
But no the rest
Were too tempting
Whats left of me
Will come calling for you
Pray, dont answer the door
Whats left of me
Will come kill
What ever is left
The only piece leftIf you lend justThe only piece left6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
one more kiss
towards my cause,
you will be
of my warmth.
The only shred
that still remains
is left alone
to remain so free
I return to life,
I may not
return to nothing.
Please stick with me,
I know; Im not there,
but some day soon
we will take
to live our lives,
and give up
to our inhibitions
Dear Mother - MistressMooDear Mother,Dear Mother - MistressMoo9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'm in love. I hope you'll approve. I've never felt this way before. I love them more everyday. They are a little different but I can't live without them. Mother, we've been best friends for years I know they are the one. Mother I hope you will meet them soon. Mother I hope you'll understand. I'm not in love with a man. I am in love but Mother her name is Jan. Please understand.
Love your Daughter
I am happy for you. It takes some their entire life to find the one. I hope to meet her soon. Bring her to Thanksgiving we'd all like to meet her. Don't worry dear we love you no matter what. Please do not worry or cry we'd love to meet her and see you smile.
Love your Mother
On the Breaking Point"On the Breaking Point"On the Breaking Point6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Standing on the edge
Just one more push
And gravity does the rest
I am fighting the tears that are in my eyes
Just one more hurtful saying
And I will burst into tears
I am trying to put a smile on my face
Just one more horrible sight
And it will turn into a frown
My heart is in so much pain
Just one more poke at it
And it will shrivel and die
Standing over the edge
Just one more push
And gravity does the rest