what to do when he doesn't say it backa)what to do when he doesn't say it back9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
you will give all of yourself to a boy who won't know you at all.
he will recycle your parts, make you stationary, bind you into
paper that he will gift back so you can write poetry about him.
you, too, say i love you quickly.
when he doesn't say it back, evaporate.
he will kiss you in places you didn't know existed.
until him, you were a peasant in your body's palace.
he crowned you princess, broke the lock of your castle's gates.
when he doesn't say it back, load your cannons.
you are a fountain pen.
look him in the eye when you write him letters on your skin.
when he asks to read them, surrender.
you have always been this way: too eager
to make wildflowers bloom inside of him.
when he doesn't say it back, trim the stems.
when he tells you that your eyes remind him of tree bark,
show him that your gaze is sturdier than nature's limbs.
without breaking eye contact, slowly back him into a wall.
when he expresses discomfort,
ask if he knows what choking is like.
The Laughing BoyThere once was a boy who smiled alot,The Laughing Boy8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We called him the laughing boy,
because its better to have a name than to not.
That boy laughed and smiled wherever he went,
I wish that he was still here,
I just wish that his spirit hadn't gotten so bent.
He was battered and beaten but still he smiled,
His smile spread happiness wherever he went,
Imagine what could be if his heart hadn't been defiled.
He was battered and beaten just a little too much,
He has countless sad stories,
And now he's cold to the touch.
There once was a boy who smiled alot,
But now his eyes are empty with despair,
and of happiness, now he knows naught.
..And I will never forgive you for..8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
what you did to me,
you made me love you forever.
you can find my heart in the Pacific Oceanon the night of salt and leftover secrets, i tell him aboutyou can find my heart in the Pacific Ocean7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the Pacific Ocean, how in Mexico, they say that it does not
you can walk to the edge and curl a million secrets
under your tongue and spill them all at once and
the water will drop them the second it picks them up.
he and i have never been fond of life jackets and the Pacific Ocean
is much too deep to swim in. if you look closely, you can see the
floating bodies of those who tried to cheat love but drowned in the process.
see, humans are not like the Pacific Ocean. try as we might,
we will never forget the taste of robust love or the way a smile
feels after a long day of bearing burdens.
listen, the Pacific Ocean breaks in waves.
all we hear nowadays is each other’s silence;
the water swallowed all of our words and forgot they existed.
he and i will go swimming, desperately searching for them.
within minutes, our bodies will become martyrs for a cause
we’ll never be able to remember.
Just Find MeI've got empty pockets but I'm happy sitting here,Just Find Me8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've got a full heart and I've got plenty to go around,
If you're fine with that,
Just find me, I'll be the boy reading a book in the sun.
I don't have anything to give you but happiness,
I don't have anything to give you but myself,
If you're fine with that,
Just find me, I'll be the boy waiting in the sun.
I'll write you stories but that's all I can do,
I'll sing you songs but that's all I can do,
If you're fine with that,
Just find me I'll be the boy smiling in the sun.
my grandmother had a blanket of galaxiesmy grandmother once told me that if i gathered allmy grandmother had a blanket of galaxies9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the stars in the midnight sky, i could sew them into
a giant blanket of galaxies for lovers to make wishes on.
this is what you do with your hands:
learn the same language my grandmother did all those
years prior to this moment of steam and shake.
come daybreak, we collapse into each other with the
sort of stumbling that my grandmother warned me of.
foolish hands know no boundaries, she would say.
thank God that i am boundless, finding you with probing fingers,
your shoulders a make-shift ladder i climbed to catch
just an inkling of heaven on the tip of my tongue.
if every i love you we whispered
into the gentle morning's ear
brought us closer together,
we would become each other.
folding until we are one:
nothing but a crease of constellations
on my grandmother's blanket.
FirefliesI can feel themFireflies8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
For me in the
Touch my soul
Softly, as to
Comfort an infant
In a raging storm.
Are my true parents
They are light.
They ward away the
Troubles, and they
Never cease to amaze me
With their beauty.
Compelled, they seem,
To keep me safe,
For I was born into them.
Is something I simply cannot
They have done so much for me.
They twist Fate's view
On my life, and luck flows my way.
From the far corner of the world,
They lead my love for me,
And what a choice they have made.
We shall be King
Of the Glowing Forest.
the summer i dug to Chinamy mother once told me that if i dug a hole deep enough,the summer i dug to China8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
i would find myself in China. so one summer,
i parked my 10 year old self on a beach of Lake Michigan
and clawed my way through the sand.
after what seemed like an eternity,
i emerged in a flurry of cherry blossoms.
many moons have passed since then but
my hands are still weathered from the coarse sand,
from digging to a dream my mother had.
it seems as though i've passed my entire life
carving circles in the dirt. after all, i've never
kept my fingernails clean for long.
even here, amidst restless bones & stained skin,
there is a hint of cherry blossoms in the air.
my mother's voice echoes through the hollows
of tree branches and for once in a while,
i am proud of my uncleanliness. that summer,
we moved to a blue house with a cherry tree.
it canopied nearly half our neighborhood
and when it was blooming season, the masses came
to harvest, to soak in the scent of fallen petals,
to watch me soil my hands all over again.
I'm AddictedBasked in your blue glowI'm Addicted8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Far into the small morning hours
I discover more than I could know
My goal is consumption
Of Knowledge, so I combat fatigue
And it takes control - my obsession
Read this, watch that
How can I ignore anything
There are facts upon facts upon facts
That I could memorize
And so I sit and stare
At the screen, mesmerized
Reintroduced to Pieces of My RealityIt’s been a whileReintroduced to Pieces of My Reality10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I remember this feeling.
Intimidated by obvious irrationality,
Defenses compromised by magnetic drama
And the very real parts of life
That I’ve found myself a part of.
Then there’s this compulsion to create.
Various mediums and tools
And opportunities are all around me,
Along with the surround sound of screams
And dead-air static.
Whispers from around corners,
Pens begging me to use them
Until they can’t give any more.
I keep looking down,
Staring back at blank pages,
Waiting to see who’ll win
This restless night.
I can’t help marveling
At how intertwined the Madness
And the Abstract
Appear to be.
Insanity motivating movement,
Anxious energy fueling creativity.
I focus on my career
Instead of inexplicable visions
And devious hallucinations.
It’s been a while
Since my thoughts have poured like this.
It’s been a while
Since I’ve been this lost and mad;
Since I’ve been reminded why
ZR-:MC: Before the Last*Chink...chink...chink*ZR-:MC: Before the Last3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Zirra listened to the sound of her claws scratching the stone floor as she paced back and forth in the nursery. She looked up at the purple dragon egg nestled gently in a bundle of straw. She stared, wondering what kind of dragon lived inside. Dragons in this world all had one element based on their color. What element would a purple dragon have? It's color has never been seen on the scales of dragons before. Maybe it was a hoax, a lighting disfunction. Maybe it would hatch into a fire dragon or whatever other element, only having a discolored egg. Well, today was the day Zirra would find out the truth. She had heard that there was a giant wise bird living in the Shattered Grove who knew all the secrets of every creature. In fact, it was this bird who chose the new guardians of the elements each Turn of age, meaning that this bird may well have lived since the beginning of time. Today Zirra's Foster parents, who adopted her as an egg and raised her since but wer
Legend of Cynder Intermission3Intermission Part 1: Dreamscape!Legend of Cynder Intermission34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Reality or Fantasy?
[Top Emotional Osts Of All Times-Silent Song]
Sunlight began to creep through the curtains as the annoying alarm goes off and off again and again, *SMACK SMACK click*. A hand slowly creeps back under the covers of the bed as the sleeper pulls it off Tyson yawns and rubs the sleep from his eyes
"Huh? Wow what a bizarre dream Oop!" Suddenly another hand slipped out from the covers and pulled Tyson back down.
"C'mon baby, it's the weekend .sleep in today "
"Oh Jen whew .I had the most vivid dream but I can't remember most of it It felt so .real ." he said.
"A dream's a dream, and since you're up already I guess I'll just sleep in anyway." Jen said as she kissed Tyson on the cheek and lays back down.
Tyson got dressed and went to the living room, greeted his younger brother and read the note on the fridge, "Off on 2nd honeymoon, be back in a month. Love Mom an
ForeverI promised you foreverForever1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you remember
it was a mistake
everything that i make
Is just another mistake
Are you still awake
We thought it would be fun
That’s what we were believing
but now it’s over and done
Are you still breathing
I thought about leaving
but i couldn’t leave you bleeding
is your heart still beating?
I think it might’ve been doomed from the start
We were always going to be torn apart
Do you even have a heart
I promised you forever
Do you remember
You said you’d always be mine
but it was a lie
why’d you have to die
Golden“No nudes,” the tech said as he sidled up next to me.Golden1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Word from the top. No tits for aliens.”
“You've got to be kidding me.”
“Sagan's throwing a fit in his office.”
“I might throw one myself. Might as well shove an Amish guy into space and call it good. What about birth? Basic anatomy?”
“Well, I guess the aliens didn't need to see the Statue of David. Not like it's a big deal.”
He laughed like it was the funniest thing he'd heard all day, or like it was either laugh or he'd never stop crying.
Someone picked up on the tell-tale hint of a strange signature. Just enough to stir interest. Suddenly every free telescope on the planet was pointed in one direction, searching out the source.
Pinning it down took some time. Getting a clear picture took longer. By the time some brain in the north figured it out, the object was already winging past the planet, deeper into the s
unexploredTouch, taste, smell, sound or sight.unexplored7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
These are the senses
we rely on.
But there is so much more
we depend on
We touch and feel smoothness
and roughness and...
We taste clove and lemon...
and are awed
We smell the decay,
the raw stink
of what we are.
We hear the unheard,
the screams and moans
of everything we feared.
New or old,
it does not matter
as it touches our mind just the same.
We dream of
We Were Gods OnceWe Were Gods Once6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
We Were Gods Once
The expanse of space looms before me like a vast dark sea with no horizon. Its darkness threatens to swallow and devour me entirely, but it cannot, and I am all the more secure knowing this, as I travel aimlessly onward in this seemingly endless blackness called space. The deadly vacuum cannot touch me from where I sit at present, safe at the helm of my goddess.
Nike. Have you completed your mission yet? A comlink appears in front of me. It is my commander Cronus, one of the Titan Generals.
Not quite sir, but just about. I replied over the com, disheartening sounding a bit in my voice.
Very well then, please make haste and return at once to the Olympus. Well be having another drill at 0600 hours. He commanded, then the link died off, leaving me alone in the cockpit once again.
Oh thats right &
je t'aimethey talk about how when you kissje t'aime1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
the one you love
fireworks go off
but they never say what happens
feels the fireworks
Both of my children suffer from thisThese Are Some Things About SPDBoth of my children suffer from this10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every morning it starts out rough,
My anxiety is bothering me, I've had enough,
I can't take a bath it hurts too much,
There are just things I can not touch.
To wear any clothes they're itchy and hard,
I have to be naked, can't play in the yard,
I have no friends I play all alone,
I hope to have more by the time I've grown.
I never sit still anymore at school,
No way to focus without a sensory tool,
Acting bad in class to hide my shame,
I can't hold a pencil or spell my name.
Lights for me are just too bright,
Makes me panic and hold mom tight,
Many sounds really bother me,
I have spd can't you all see.
Their are many things I have to avoid,
Some were things that I once enjoyed,
I don't want hugs and I will wipe off your kiss,
being affectionate I sometimes miss.
I don't like the way that some things smell,
I don't speak so I can not tell,
I overreact to cuts and bug bites,
I am still a child, I do have rights.
DisconnectedI feel so disconnected,Disconnected1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
With the people here.
Its like we don't exist,
At least not to each other.
Change always happens,
For better or for worse.
Whether I like it or not,
It was bound to happen.
All that really matters,
Is that if it was really worth it.
That life changing decision,
That would disconnect your life,
Nature.We've overcomplicated life. We've compromised the natural order of things, and what's more we've gotten complacent. Theres a flow to it all, a set of rules nature follows, that works…it work's without us meddling. Our mind's may be our biggest adversary, it feeds our ego, our ego feed's our thoughts, our thoughts feed our actions, and we act like we're superior to nature, when in actuality we are also, nature. We try and figure things out, we conclude answer's that we accept undoubtedly as truth, and this from the people who once thought with all sincerity that the world was flat––it's true until it isn't, that's how it works; which means that there's a heavy chance all we believe to be true, might not be. Why the need to know all, why the need for superiority and detachment from every other living species (over 8 million species, not the amount of them, just the amount of groups of entities we've managed to track, take in mind the ocean is pretty much a big questionNature.9 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
A Woman's WorthIt is always based on her looksA Woman's Worth11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is always based on the numbers on the scale
Never by her mind, thoughts, or education
Never by her accomplishments
But always by her face, her body
No matter how the times change
No matter how strong women become
Only a pretty face will matter
Only a thin body will make an impression
Oh how women are obsessed with beauty
Obsessed with having the best appearance
They soon begin to base their on worth by the numbers on the scale
How they look in the mirror and only see what they think is ugly
How the world has tricked women into hating themselves
They are more concerned with physical appearance
Than how to carry themselves with confidence
Now women base their worth on their faces and bodies
Calling themselves unworthy of many things if they assume they are ugly or chubby
Now they will never know their true worth as a woman
Never know their compassion makes them beautiful
Never understand beauty doesn't define their person as a whole
That beauty in simpl
triumvirate I. the big bangtriumvirate6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
with her we wove a galaxy;
my body was built from the light
of others, meteors of thought blazed through
our history, faded, left us wanting more.
still they linger. we crashed, argued, grew,
swelled until we burst. eurekas painted us,
our hands, cheeks, lungs, and finally her.
shove the cushion between my teeth, begin
to choke on the fabric, barf up
cotton, every single thing tastes of oil,
feels like lizard skin, pinches my throat,
i am ink blotted, ribs scream as
i rip them out, the holes whistle
why her why her why her why.
i still dream about your palms --
see your voice in reds, pulsing,
see your voice in reds, pulsing.
wish you would just breathe stronger,
wish you would just breathe stronger,
inhale bigger than your smile --
i still dream about your palms.
Beast And MachineBeast And Machine2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Beast And Machine
Man and machine,
Together as a team,
It's a necessary evil,
for the golden crown,
Beast and machine,
The undefeated sin,
It's gonna spread all over,
Heading to the throne!