beautiful broken things must stick togetherbecause she is a broken pretty thing,beautiful broken things must stick together1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and he is the little boy who grew up
If a Feminist Were HonestWhat if a feminist were forced to say what’s really on her mind, like Jim Carrey’s character in Liar Liar? This is how a poem by such a feminist might read.If a Feminist Were Honest1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I need feminism because…
Women need more,
Scholarships for college,
New business grants,
Even though they already outnumber men,
In college and entrepreneurship.
We need more female CEO’s and political leaders,
But not more women in…
Forestry, sewage, or mining,
Truck driving, or taxi driving,
Or garbage collection,
Or more men on magazine covers,
Or higher-paid male models,
Or fewer men dying on the job,
Or fewer men dying in wars,
Or fewer homeless men,
Or fewer male suicides,
Or fewer men in prison.
You see, men losing is sexual dimorphism,
While women losing is sexism.
Should be made EQUAL to
The most successful men
Whether they earn it or not.
That’s gender equality!
I need feminism because…
Broken Teardrops on my keyboardLaying here under the darkBroken Teardrops on my keyboard1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Looking up at the dark starry night
The stars glimpse in the dark sky
They remind me of your smile
The moon shines bright
The memory of your sparkling eyes appeared
I knew you're gone and I have to go
As I close the door behind me
I fell in temporarily love
With a stranger
He was a friend of yours
But I couldn't speak to him
He has a connection with you
But even if I fell in temporarily love
You're still all I think about at night
You're still my reason to the teardrops on my keyboard
You're still the song I keep singing to
I wish I can come back to you
But the world knows I can't
My broken heart still beats painfully
I still cry to the broken sound of my heartbeat
The First Step (kevedd oneshot)He was going to do it. He was going to tell the dork that he had feelingsThe First Step (kevedd oneshot)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
for him. Kevin had started growing feelings for Double D back in middle
school, after the middle school dance. Feelings of jealousy he felt
watching the dork dancing with Nazz were actually because he was
jealous of Nazz dancing with the dork.
Kevin was confused at first, trying to convince himself that it was
nothing. That he was straight and that Nazz was the only person for
him.(Boy was he wrong.) Then the dreams started coming; waking up with
soiled underwear. His own pulse always skyrocketing whenever he saw him in
the hallway. Breaking out into a cold sweat when asking if the dork had
an extra pencil and seeing that gap-toothed smiled. God, that smile
should be illegal.
He had to do it. He couldn't keep this a secret anymore. Kevin talked to
Nazz, telling his bestfriend that he was going to come out. Ever since
he told her about his confusing sexuality and feelings for Edd, shes
been there to help him throu
NogitsuneIn the mirror is a face,Nogitsune1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I don’t quite recognize
It has my face, my whiskey eyes,
It's lips are moving,
But they speak only lies
The trickster smiles at me mockingly,
Sending chills up and down my spine
Its eyes are soulless, cruel,
Quite unlike mine
I don't like what I see, so I turn away
A bloody hand grasps my shoulder,
And I scream and scream and scream
Unable to escape
It steps through the shimmery surface in my place,
Its diabolical laughter ringing in my ears
I'm not sure what I did to deserve this,
I cannot stop my tears
I alone can see it
For what it truly is:
A shadow of what I am to become
Not who I have been
I alone can see the darkness,
Surrounding its blackened heart
As it slowly takes over my existence,
Making my life fall apart
As it destroys those I care about
One by one
Causing unfathomable pain and destruction
I fight for my freedom
Against my wrongful abduction
You know THAT girli'm the nervousYou know THAT girl1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
kind of girl with
too little time on her hands who spends her
evenings in her room,
just savoring the quiet.
i'm the girl who puts her hand against
the clouded window and wishes
there were something- (a hand?)-
on the other side.
i'm the girl who realizes
there isn't and may
i'm the kind of girl
who likes autumn and has always, always wanted
to get a streak in her hair.
(everything she never was)
i'm the girl who
sits in the corner,
trying to put the wrong
pieces together and
i'm the girl who's always
always dragged around,
afraid to touch
and taste all the things she
i'm the girl you see,
staring at you in envy because
i can only see your good points.
(you're perfect, an angel)
i'm the girl who has to compare herself
to every freaking passerby...
even though she knows it's
insane and that it won't
make anything bett
Her [Poem]Her hair,Her [Poem]1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Black like her fathers heart,
When he drinks,
When he screams,
Screams at her,
For being "so cold".
Hazel like the mixed feelings in her soul,
Green like the ground,
Brown like the soil,
Specs of gold.
Broken like the men who go through war,
They shot that gun,
They said goodbye.
Rotten like the bullies,
That beat her after school,
Tears in her soul.
Full of scars,
Full of the hate,
That people marked her with,
With ever word,
Every time they tried to fix,
That which was not broken,
Like a wall,
Like her mind,
Like her soul.
She's only Human.
She's only so bold.
After darkEvery single night I read your scarsAfter dark2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They tell me stories of your life
I read them slowly, discovering your world
Reopening old wounds, healing broken soul
You’re a stranger, looking for some peace
Craving for some love, longing for embrace
Needing of support, praying for the light
Asking for solace in the hands of the night
Sorrow is your lover, pain’s the only friend
No place to stay forever, you’re homeless all the way
Hope doesn't work and neither does belief
All your life been running, looking for relief
Time won’t heal the scars you've gained but you will live
Pain won’t go away but in time you will forgive
Love won’t give you only joy but you will learn to feel
Life won’t be a happy fairytale but it will be with me
.he stood on the shore,.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and told the sea he loved her;
the jealous wind tore his
voice in two
I Built A HouseI built a houseI Built A House1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of stone and sweat
Loftily held together
By thousand of memories.
Within my stone stock-hold
Held some piece of me
And I hoped
It would hold you too,
That it would embrace you
And you would see the beauty
To be found in its stony arms
Cracks and crevices.
And though try as I am
This isn't what you see
What your willing to believe.
All you see are stone walls
Surrounding an empty place
Blocking your view of the sea.
I built a house
Of stone and sweat
To hold you close to me,
Meant to be a home
For our hearts with windows
So we could always
View our sea.
But instead I built walls
And a house of stone and sweat
To build you a home.
SacrificeThe pen falls. The story lives.Sacrifice2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I Don't Need YouI Don’t Need YouI Don't Need You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have to admit that I don’t need you.
I’m not going to tell you I’d die without you,
That you’re like water, or shelter or food.
I’m sure I could get on fine without you.
Got on fine before.
The truth is I don’t need you.
And I hope I never do.
I don’t need you like lungs needs oxygen,
and I’m not addicted to you; you’re not a drug.
I wouldn’t bleed out if you were ripped away,
You’re not some essential organ.
You’re not here to maintain me, sustain me, or keep me alive.
But the truth is I want you.
And I hope I always do.
I want you the way astronauts want the stars,
And sailors long for the sea.
Because wanting is choosing,
and needing is greedy,
And believe me when I tell you I want you
With all of my heart.
The truth is I want everything about you,
I want every little thing.
I want to ruffle the curly hair you sometimes hate,
And kiss the nose you say looks too big in photographs.
Constellatory CowardiceYou made me believe there was more to this world than justConstellatory Cowardice1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wishing on shooting stars for impossible things and
Trying to figure out how to be happy.
(Or at least how to not be so sad.)
You smiled at me with your meteor eyes and
Told me the constellatory story of our lives,
Swearing on the cosmos that
Moon dust was the key to immortality--
Well, I was naive and I believed every god damn word, but
Those constellations were just figments of our imagination and
One day you realized that the earth leaves the stars behind each night and
They all fade into nothing with time just like everything else;
So you gave up on straining your eyes.
J u s t l i k e t h a t.
Well I didn’t give up when you did and I know now that I should’ve.
Instead, I spent countless summer nights staring into the sky,
Trying to find a constant pattern up there,
(Something even you could hold on to)
Thinking maybe if I just tried a little harder, gave up a little bit more of myself,
HowlTHE GIRLHowl7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
On the porch, she felt safer. The warm light high on the wall, next to the rocking chair that was cradling her seemed to tell her so, with its golden reassurance.
Imustnotthinkthat, she repeated in her head, pressing her eyelids shut. Daddy will be good, hepromisedhepromised. She'll be all right.
She hugged her legs as a scream and a bark came from inside the house, making her flinch. Daddy?
"Daddy?" she called out, already forgetting that he had asked her not to make noise. The silence extended until she could no longer stand it. She stepped down from the rocking chair and went inside the house, walking slowly, her steps and breath on a single beat.
The living room door swung open, her daddy coming out of it and hurrying to close it back with a gasp once he saw her; he didn't want her to see, even she understood that. He's scared. "Daddy, are you okay?"
He sighed. "Yes, sweetie, I'm fine."
"But - but I heard you scream..."
Tobuscus?Desmond laughed as he sat on the couch with his Mac making random noises. "What are you watching?" Shaun asked plopping down next to him with his iPod?"Tobuscus?4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Shaun raised an eyebrow at the name. It sounded like something you would find in an anime or a video game. "Is he funny?"
"Yeah! And he has awesome music," Desmond said shoving the computer into his face.
With that he took Shaun's iPod and stuck the ear buds in his ears. The Brit grimaced for a moment and clicked a random video. "Audience?! W-what are you doing staring at the Assassin's Creed Revelation logo?!"
He talked pretty fast. Desmond was leaning against Shaun watching as well. "We just did a bunch of interviews "
"Is all he does is keep going on and on about nothing?" Shaun asked raising an eyebrow at Desmond.
"No, he makes songs."
"Copyright, copyright, copyright!" he shouted pointing toward a booth.
"I don't know what I'm watching "
"Oh, plants~ light up trees~!" he said in a gay voice.
Shaun glanced at
.you were life's new.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
work of art;
small easel bones
and a blank
canvas of skin
but he ruined
you over time,
added the brush
of a scar
Zombies Rule.My Husband came back from the dead and tried to gnaw through my skull. He only loves me for my brains.Zombies Rule.6 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
LoveThis torturous feeling that engulfs my heartLove1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And sends me spiraling into the dark
This chide that repeats itself within my mind
And berates me with remarks of what I sought to find
Dead and asleep, I have walked this earth
This waltz of sorrow I’ve repeated since birth
But the steps started to change, as I grew
And as I felt my hand being grabbed, I knew
That something unknown to me would soon grow
A feeling within me, that’s both friend and foe
The empty space has been filled
And open the door to that once sealed
Cupid’s arrow hit its mark
And sent me spiraling into the dark.
Skin.I love the way life leaves its mark on our bodies.Skin.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every laugh and smile etched in the crinkles around your eyes and mouth;
Those tan-lines the time you forgot about sunscreen
Because you were so hell-bent on reaching that mountain peak
Or when you just became lost in the gentle lap of waves at the shore;
The scars you got skateboarding in the park at summer dusk
Or when life became pain and it was your only release.
Our bodies are a record of our memories and experiences
They are our travel journals and emotional diaries
Our delicate armour to the elements.
And no matter its colour, its stature, if it's not quite intact
If you sometimes think it takes up too much space, or if it has pointy corners
Your body is the vessel for your soul, and every wonderful facet of who you are
Sparkles from the surface of your skin.
Skin that may grow to be wrinkled, tanned, scarred, well lived-in
Although not always embraced by you the way that others embrace it.
Take the time to explore the s
I'm not afraid of the darkIt was peaceful in the dark, quiet and calm in the night. Slumber was easy until the screaming started. It was the weirdest mixture of a shrill baby cry and my mother sobbing, and it was terrifying. I thought it was a dream- a reoccurring nightmare where I was trapped in a shadow and my heart beat in time with flashing red and blue lights. I would become paralyzed by the howl of sirens in the distance.I'm not afraid of the dark5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the light of day it was easy to forget the dream; the playground beckoned and swallowed any residual fear.
Until I heard it.
Wailing sirens disarmed me. Strobing red and blue demolished the sun and I was pissing myself in the middle of the sandbox, crippled with anxiety but I wasn’t sure why.
I knew what the sound was. It was an ambulance. A fire truck. But underneath the noise was something deeper- darker- something that could block the sun and freeze the blood in my veins. Every time I heard it I was completely arrested by fear- tormented when my dreams
As I Stand Here- A Tekkit PoemAs a stand here in the rain, red katar clenched in my hand,As I Stand Here- A Tekkit Poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I think about you and I and all the times that we had
I think about the time you said you were a fashion icon
And now I just long for your voice since you are gone.
I walk into the castle, into the magic room
Look in the condenser, making the progress resume
Nova cataclysms I am making, weapons of destruction
I pop in more red matter to continue the production.
I glance at the trapdoor that leads into the mine
Images of past scenes suddenly flood into my mind
You and your mushrooms and obsessions and what not,
You were a bit crazy, but I never said stop.
Now I stand in fount of Barry, with his crown knocked down
It was always standing straight when you were around.
I remember the ceremony, I was forced to come,
I could've never guessed how bad this would become.
I open the secret door, the alarm sounds alert,
The sound of that alone makes my heart hurt,
I climb down the ladder, cobwebs at my left and right
Oh, how I wish we ne