Girls Are Not Made of SugarGirls are not made of sugar.Girls Are Not Made of Sugar2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We do not melt under a single touch.
Our hearts aren’t made of glass,
They’re made of muscle,
and will never shatter under your crushing blow.
Our skulls aren't filled with poetry.
It’s instead filled with pictures and broken desires, dreams and hopes.
Girl’s hair is not made of silk,
It is instead, made up of dead cells that we hide behind,
But not from you; for you’re nothing to fear.
Our hearts are only there to pump our blood.
Our hair is only there to cover our heads.
Our muscles are there to help us move.
And our brains are there to help us think.
We are not there for you.
We can survive without you.
Our bones refuse to break.
And we’ll always end up standing,
Because It’s only you,
Who can’t survive without us.
tide of changefloating in high tidetide of change2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
far out beyond the breakers
finally I escaped you
Delusional Angel.Delusional Angel.Delusional Angel.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Twist my mind up, influence me.
It's all a dream darling, don't think it real.
We're just passing through; or is life passing through us?
Wrap yourself around me, love––
hold me through the storm.
Do you feel that beating, love?
––it's in sync with the universe.
Life is but a moment; surging through eternity.
This, right now is but a coinciding instant.
We have survived the world, lovely. Do you see it?
Remember me in the morning dear, tonight is absolute.
Pale pink lips and sweet bits.
Sketches and coffee spots.
Full moons and breaking points.
Vinyl vibes and genuine conversation.
Red wine and lipstick streaks.
Kisses and contemplation.
© Rocio Belinda Mendez
tattooeda trail of tattoostattooed2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
erupt from my fingertips
and wrap themselves around you
I want to paint you
with colors I created
and stain your skin with my lips
LIARTears streaming,LIAR11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nothing seems to make sense.
you lied to me,
and i loved you.
Forget the hugs
and o's that i sent you.
Forget the way I talked
to you and made you feel.
You're a fake, a fraud, a
Nothing you can do can save
you from being dismissed from
I gave you a second chance.
S T U P I D
I hate liars.
At least you can leave
with the satisfaction to
know that i loved you
with my whole being.
Three Days Gace.
I hate every thing about you.
Songs calm me,
but you never will.
I'm ending my life for you.
You pushed me over the edge.
Nothing makes sence,
except the end.
No stopping me now.
Liar will be my last words
off my lips
empty, fullthere are stars at the bottomempty, full2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of this bottle.
in your head,
there are other bodies--
A Sermon and a PleaIf you ask this atheist nicely,A Sermon and a Plea5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
she will say that she can't remember the last time that she prayed.
That's a lie.
The last time that I prayed,
I prayed not to Jesus,
but to Joan,
Joan of Arc, Joan the Maid of Orléans
Joan whose real name was Jehanne.
Joan the pious, who could not possibly approve of me.
Apologetic but unrepentant, I begged heathen favors.
I do not hate men.
I hate men who tell me stories as I pour their coffee
of single mothers they have stalked and threatened,
men who are deaf to their own proudly spoken revelations
and blind to the horror on my face.
I hate men in uniforms who tell me,
in exceedingly simple sentences,
that what I have reported is not a crime.
I know that to hate
is always a personal failure
but to pour hot coffee into laps is not.
Help me, Jehanne.
I have no sword,
only a pen which runs dry as my throat
when faced with the threats this world offers
like candy to small girls.
Do not misunderstand.
I do not hate men
Depression and I are Fuck BuddiesWhen I was young I made a friend.Depression and I are Fuck Buddies1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
She was kind of quiet-
a loner, like me.
She wore a long cloak of stars and melodies
that would wrap around us both when she got close.
As we got older
we became closer-
until she was all I could see.
She gave me words of comfort,
whispered when no one was around.
And I would hold her close,
Keeping her curled up inside.
Even when she was mean,
I would forgive her.
If she made me cry,
I would hold her closer.
We are never apart for very long,
though the people around us would try
and rip us from each other’s grasp.
She would simply disappear
for hours or days or months.
And soon she would sneak in my bedroom
with her cloak of starlight and music
and hold me in a lovers’ embrace.
ForgettableForgettableForgettable2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I’m tempted to change my whole mentality,
To make sure you’ll never be able to forget me,
‘Cause the Devil wishes to be remembered through evil,
And it seems to me being good to folks is just forgettable.
PurifyPurifyPurify2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
“Even my conditioning has been conditioned,”
This is why all people have these pre-conceived notions;
We’re taught certain things at a young age,
And these ways of thinking go back to your parents’ ways,
Then so on and so forth, your condition has been conditioned,
And conditioned, and conditioned, and ultimately created,
Because this is what we use to keep ourselves safe,
From the evils of the world, the immorality that inhabits it,
But over time, over our years on this Earth,
We must be aware of these various conditions,
And cleanse ourselves of these seemingly pre-determined positions;
Once you have found this, you’ll understand that so many people need to make themselves pure.
But it isn’t their fault; it truly isn’t,
It’s just their deep conditioner has created a greasy outlook on this beautiful world.
The Horizon and the ShorelineI saw you in the ocean, riding waves like seaweed leaves.The Horizon and the Shoreline3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And you kept your arms in motion
kept waving out to me.
I blew a kiss goodbye,
and stayed to watch you leave.
For the tide's a perfect gentleman, he'll take you out to sea.
how to start over.1. scrub the vomit off your shoes and leavehow to start over.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
them to dry—make sure the dog doesn't
pee on them
2. brush your teeth as hard as you can, until
blood leaves patterns on your porcelain sink;
wash your hands until they burn
3. watch that mirror like it's your computer
monitor and you're about to spend hours on
the internet; realize that's your reflection
4. (if you start crying, don't hold it back—let
each tear that falls on your hoodie carry a piece
of that old soul you were getting to know)
5. comb your hair—get it looking just right,
even if it's eleven pm and you're not going
anywhere but your bedroom
6. grab that pen, that extension of yourself, and
try to explain each crack in your stone frame
to the page as eloquently as you can
7. post it online—wait for people to acknowledge
the chips in your face, the off-color paint job on
8. force a smile—one so big it hurts—the japanese
say that pottery is more beautiful for having
been broken, a
Lullaby ByeTwinkle twinkle falling starLullaby Bye2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh, I wonder if you are
He who called with steady voice
Offering me one simple choice
Shall I stay or better leave?
Contemplatively I breathe
Now to bed I close my eyes
Think of you across the skies
I forgive you, now you know
My chosen path is that I go
One breath. Two breath. Three breath. Four
Eternal sleep, forevermore
Twinkle twinkle trusted friend
Take me there, to where it ends
Shining down your soft, white light
It calms me now and dulls my fright
Down below in bed I lie
With comforted heart I say goodbye
Endless Game - Incest PoemEndless Game - Incest Poem8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If this is wrong I never want to be right,
I can't help myself and I've given up the fight.
I was holding back too long,
I couldn't keep quiet anymore
Because my love for you is just too strong.
But am I willing to take this risk?
This is incest and isn't that wrong?
It can't be so, because love is always pure.
Like mine for you,
My love for you is a cure.
It's cured me of my biggest sins,
And now only my sin for you remains.
Lust, pride, envy and greed,
Everything that was a defence took over me.
But eventually you pulled me back into reality,
And I remembered what with my heart's eyes I see.
I see only you, and nobody else.
God says 'Honour thy brother',
And I live by that so.
I hold you up in highest reguard, like no other.
Above all else, even my own well being and sanity.
Should being around you be this hard?
Because it doesn't stop at honour.
My feelings for you go a step too far.
The blood that runs through both our vains,
It holds us as close together as it does apart.
Vampyria [Prussia x Reader Ending]Vampyria [Prussia x Reader Ending]3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Prussia x Reader Ending
As soon as you realized exactly who your stalker was, your eyes narrowed.
"What are you doing here Gilbert?" you questioned, wondering what his true intentions were.
"Not even a 'Hello'? I'm hurt frau!"
You scoffed. "Sure whatever. Why are you here anyways?"
No answer to that question.
"Well fine by me. Do whatever you'd like," you left him outside while entering your old house to check on everything inside.
It looked the same, just the way you had left it. Nothing was touched, and you were grateful. You felt a hint of sadness from the fact that you were going to have to leave this home behind since you were planning to be a fighter in the war.
You shunned those thoughts away and exited to face Gilbert again. He seemed to be deep in thought, but then you laughed in spite of yourself. When has that idiot ever actually think?
"Hey Gil. I'm
Happy Birthday! [England x Reader] Drabble!Happy Birthday! [England x Reader] Drabble!2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Today was your favorite Englishman's birthday, and you were desperate to make it a memorable one. After all, he did deserve it. You remembered back when you were lost in a dark alley with a bunch of creepers who would have done who knows what with you if he didn't step in and save you.
So you decided that today, you would pay him back.
You never really got to talk to England much, with him being a country and all, so you didn't know what he exactly liked. So, you decided that maybe some of his friends would know.
After asking as many countries as you could reach, most of your answers varied dramatically. America had suggested a hamburger, Italy thought pasta was a wonderful idea, Germany a book, Japan something homemade and from the heart, Russia some vodka, and Prussia something awesome. When you asked Prussia to specify on his answer, he just announced that he had some "awesome" stuff to attend to and dashed off.
L'amour se perd(English version below)L'amour se perd2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cachée au plus profond de ses yeux,
Une tristesse d'azur, intarissable.
Un amour d'une violence inouïe
À se brûler la peau tout comme l'âme.
Une flamme vive qui s'évapora
Telle le chant lointain des rossignols.
La mystérieuse complexité des sentiments humains,
Et leur paradoxale lâcheté.
Sombre clarté d'un croissant de lune d'albâtre
À travers l'étroite fenêtre de son coeur.
Lorsque la lumière s'est finalement éteinte
Elle continua de l'aimer jusque dans ses rêves.
Love is lost
Hidden in the depths of her eyes,
An azure sadness, inexhaustible.
A love of an unprecedented violence
Burning your skin as your soul.
A bright flame that evaporated
Such as the nightingales' distant song.
The mysterious complexity of human feelings,
And their paradoxical cowardice.
Dark light of an alabaster crescent moon
Through the narrow window o
as obvious as neon signsLast night I picked you up from a glass-littered street corneras obvious as neon signs2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and helped you wipe bile from your strands of flaxen hair.
You sang under your breath as you stumbled into the car.
I turned corners while streetlights shimmered in the drops on the windscreen
and you fell asleep trying to tell me that you used to know better than this.
It’s not that I mind
(I’d spend every night combing seedy cities if it meant keeping you safe)
your eyes haven’t smiled in a year now
and I wish that I knew what it would take to make you happy
because between cheap liquor, cold nights and bad lovers
I haven’t got a clue.
Vampyria [Germany x Reader Ending]Vampyria [Germany x Reader Ending]3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Germany x Reader Ending
"Ludwig?" you blinked, a bit confused.
"Sorry for surprising you [Name], I just came to check on you," he explained, a bit bashful.
"Oh! I see, that's great. I was planning to plant some flowers since it seems like a good time," you smiled, leading your friend to the side of your little home.
You showed him the little packets of seeds that you were planning to grow. "Would you like to help? Of you wouldn't, it's okay I understand!" you quickly added, afraid he didn't like garden work.
"Nein it's fine. I vill help you."
Thankful for the extra help, you handed him a shovel and let him dig the holes. Every time he created a little sanctuary for your future plants, you dropped a small seed into the hole and covered it back with your hands as you packed the dirt back on top of it. You had created about 2 rows of different flowers and marked each one with a little sign.
Never Marry an ArtistNever Marry An ArtistNever Marry an Artist2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Don't marry an artist. Ever.
If your heart is not one for adventure, if your mind is confined to the restrictions of reality_Then please, I beg of you, do not marry an artist.
Your mind will be doused in vibrant liquids, your eyes will be opened to new things. You'll see your life in technicolor. Shades of gray will no longer restrain you, for your will shall be guided by that of an artist. Kiss normality away, because once you marry an artist, you will become an artist one way or another.
Their ways will rub off onto you, their adventure will fill your soul, and you will never be the same again.
Never Marry a Writer.
Because they're all the same. They bear wisdom from long ago, yet they preserve it in this age.
They'll take their life and yours, and put it in a book,
Your life will no longer be your own, but the life of all those who look.
Kiss privacy away, because secrets are no longer secrets.
They're stories you see, ammo if you may. The weapons are the words
Daylight [Edward Elric x Reader]Daylight [Edward Elric x Reader]3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Here I am waiting, I’ll have to leave soon, why am I holdin’ on?
We knew this day would come, we knew it all along
How did it come so fast?
This is our last night, but it’s late and I'm tryin’ not to sleep
‘Cuz I know, when I wake I will have to slip away
I sighed, staring at you. I didn't want to lose a second. You were asleep, breathing in and out in little puffs. To me, it was the most adorable thing in the entire world. Soon, you'd have to leave and I would lose you. So why was I still here, praying with all my heart that this was all a nightmare? You avoided the subject all along, only letting it come full force on me recently. Drowsiness hit me, and I almost shut my eyes to embrace the sleep, then I remembered you and your bright [EyeColor] eyed smile. Pinching myself in the arm, I sat up and looked back towards you again. Stay awake Edward Elric. How can I even call myself The Fullmetal Alchemist if I can't even stay a
As Royalty Braids My HairMy mother dearest,As Royalty Braids My Hair2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the ice queen chiseled from perfection,
Long legs, long nose, short hair, and golden cheeks
Stroking my hair
through the fog of incense and her ashen cigarette
Slender fingers twisting
my knots and tangles into obedient braids,
Arabic words litter the air
flowing from her ruby lips
to the desperate cackles rupturing from the bellies
of my toothless grandmothers
Red mouth smiling, but her eyes scream
Trapped between my birth and my marriage
Her lovingly cold reign halted to tame my mane
over a candlelit quilt and a roasted lamb
It hurtIt hurt you know,It hurt2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Falling for you.
I felt very bump and bang,
Every bruise and break.
I tried to hold on,
I tried to slow down,
I tried to stop.
But it was inevitable.
Gravity was too much,
It kept pulling me down
And when I landed,
When I hit the ground
At your feet
I could barely breathe.
It was too much
For anyone to handle
Let alone me.
But I watched you reach down,
And felt you pick me up.
You gathered together
All my broken pieces
And worked for days
Making me whole again.
It took time
But I finally realised
That for me to fall down to you
Meant that you
Had fallen too.
So once I was rebuilt
I searched for your missing pieces.
I found your hand
That made strings
I found your lungs,
Which turned air
Into a caress.
And I found your eyes,
Their blue oceans
But I couldn't find your heart.
Not straight away.
And I'm still looking,
But I can't see you anymore.
Because I know
That I am getting closer to your heart.
But it makes me wond