To you who I lovePassion is not a rightTo you who I love7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's a privledge
Love isn't guaranteed
If anyone you know
Would tell you what they feel
When they saw your beautiful eyes
What would you feel?
What would you feel?
Even if I only glimpse you
Out of the corner of my eye
For a second or two
I will still love you
I would still love you
I would lie to you
Because I love you
And hold you in my arms
Even if it's not our destiny to be together
It won't stop me from loving you
It won't stop me from loving you
And what about
The liars and thieves and misers
Who tell you love isn't real?
Would you believe them?
Would you believe them?
And if you love me
If you love me
If you love me...
If you love me...
Then just say so
How can I tell you
How I feel
If you don't know who you are?
How can I tell you
That I love you
If I don't know who I am?
Frozen TearsFrozen Tears10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel so hurt,
my spirit is wounded
by your words.
Can you not see it?
Starving can hurt the soul,
when it's hungry for your love.
I close my eyes and try to see
what happened between us.
Once so close and now so far,
you will stop at nothing.
Now I feel numb.
But do not flatter your ego,
for it is not because of you;
My insides are frozen.
My soul is hard,
can't feel a thing,
not even your harm.
And they cause my tears to freeze.
So they all ask me,
"May I melt your tears so they can flow again?"
I do not wish for these tears to roll down my cheeks.
They shall stay there,
frozen in midway,
My tears are to stay stiffened for all eternity.
It is the only way
to escape your pain.
Put it on hold, not chase it away.
But it is all I can do,
because of you…
So I will keep them where they are.
They will not roll,
swim down my face,
or rain upon my red wrists;
My frozen tears shall stay.
slender manslender, slenderslender man4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the sand
take my soul
ill take your hand
Slender Man - LyricsTonight again, this meager guiseSlender Man - Lyrics5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I barely just forgot
Is watching me with unseen eyes
At the X that masks the spot
'twas faith that sunk Atlantis
For no thief invented crime
So we pray like clergy mantis
To eschew this borrowed time
That this pallid horrid creature
'neath his gentle debonair
Hid no further frightful features
'pon his faceless tranquil stare
From free will to legal tender
We beseech, to each his own
Fevers peak at something slender
That will not dance alone
LonelyHe knew all the colors of lonelyLonely6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and its complex sound -
rain that nobody wanted
collecting in rusted buckets
and the desperate creak of stairs
moaning softly under slippers;
the half cast light
that cried under the door
and stretched its cat bones to breaking
and the blue phone
that never stopped ringing
like his aunt's tired voice;
lilacs bursting through the porch
in a litany of hope
and grey fingers
taut and wiry
running the length of curtains
as if looking for time
to bow and hang its head.
And he felt them close
over his shoulders
crooked and angry
like storms at sea
or half-bred prayers,
and let them kiss his hard cheeks
where his tears collected
and tired starlings,
and things that no one
would ever mention
The Devout, The Divine, The DeceasedThe Devout, The Divine, The Deceased3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Three are they,
Of Heavenly origin.
Governed by the Highest Throne,
and led by the Horsemen.
Devout are the Grim Trinity.
As death has never ceased
So true to the cause are they...
By cursed and divine blades.
The Patrons of the Deceased and Dying...
and of those related to the involved.
Divine by right is the Angel...
Unholy by cause is the Demon...
Leader by title is the Nephilim.
By them are taken souls guided,
Through them are souls
released or enslaved.
Goodbye,Goodbye,Goodbye,6 years ago in Other More Like This
Im leaving now, Im flying away
Into an auburn sunset
Which is just too pretty,
I know you wont care
I dont think you ever really did
The pale-blue sky is my friend now
Along with the clouds, they never frown
It pains me to leave, but it pains me to stay also
The wind says I should move on,
That youre not worth it
I dont really know
So Im just floating away on this ever-lasting breeze
Onto a new place, full of fairy tales and pixie cakes
Where its not so cold, and people smile with the truth,
As it sings along with the stars, in this never-ending dream
Caity's World, Part 27You knew Caitlyns daddy? said Kim-na, her rifle aimed squarely at the shadowy sliver of a person standing in front of her.Caity's World, Part 277 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
He smiled, his teeth forming a pale crescent-moon shape. I used to be her father, he said in that same soothing, calm baritone voice.
The corrupted figures in the distance turned toward the stadium and solemnly bowed when the clock struck six. The tennis court stopped playing its spirited match and turned quizzically toward the odd procession that was gathering near it. On a platform near the stadium, a disheveled heap of hair and bones, wrapped in a black cloak and sporting fuzzy purple slippers, started shouting something rhythmic and maniacal about the apocalypse and the end of the world and redemption, and held up dirt-smeared, crumpled pamphlets with an ugly green tentacle. The overcast sky turned a darker gray and a chill filled the air as a western breeze came up. The
a collab not about butterfliesglitter guts, show us your rainbow blood.a collab not about butterflies5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
untangle the knots between your teeth,
and cut open your scars. tell yourself
you'll remember what to do at the end
of the world: who to love, who to hate,
and why the sun doesn't burn anymore
glitter guts, you'll be a cold beautiful girl
as the world freezes over
a thousand times more;
another hundred for each
rosepetal on your grave;
a million more for every
heart you didn't break.
glitter guts, you'll understand that you died alone;
no one held your hand
or told you it would be okay.
but you won't be lonely--
you'll be a part of everything:
the plants, the sky, the ground.
and glitter guts, your rainbow blood
will seep into the dirt below you;
your skin will fertilize daffodills;
your kidneys will save a child's life;
you'll be wiser and happier
than you've ever been before
at the end of the world.
my firefly.are you listening, baby?my firefly.6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
is this where we stand?
are we the front line?
do we die hand-in-hand?
and are we the martyrs
of a love turned to lust?
or can we be saved
by a miracle of trust?
"darling, everything they ask for
is everything you can't bear to lend" -
like the means must always justify the end,
and like you sleep, endlessly nonchalant.
"catch me if you can", she whispered.
and I believed in every breath.
"we're lovers, not fighters
but we will fight until death."
eyes soaked in fire,
will burn through our hearts,
and fences of wire,
will keep us apart.
blades dipped in trust,
are what we desire.
with unbridled lust,
and love we acquire,
the parts of ourselves,
we've hid from each other,
that were lost on the shelves,
between friends and lovers.
there's a silence in the air,
it reeks of "don't you understand?"
it demands to know where you planted the seed,
and it weeps and begs for you to set me free.
you seep through open doorways,
and my body aches for you in more ways than o
The Red ManThe gray man who lived under the gray sky,The Red Man6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Driving to his gray work, from morning till night.
On his way, he saw the yellow man with his bright smile,
And the fancy green man who believed he was worthwhile.
Then the white man who handed out beliefs,
Followed by the blue man, wallowing in his griefs.
The purple man mild and soothing,
Beside the orange man off to finish a building.
And no one saw the gray man go by,
And no one cared for his gray sighs.
And everyone never thought of such a gray person,
And everyone saw him as too uncommon.
But a colorful thought popped into his gray mind,
Like ink into pure water it polluted and twined.
And the gray man loved the shade of this idea,
Burning away his sanity like hot lava.
And he walked with crimson insanity,
As the sun rose on this cursed city.
And the gray man laughed and his color blurred,
At his new shade, which conjured.
The sunset that greeted, with its rosy complexion on high,
The red man who lived under the bloody sky.
Insane LoveDon't.Insane Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hold my hand.
Let me cry in your arms.
Talk about love and the future.
Tease me to cheer me up.
Read over my shoulder the poem I'm writing.
Speak to me.
You'll learn to hate me...
You'll learn to ignore me...
All of those things.
Save me from myself.
I'd ask you to do it.
You're not real. You're caught in my mind.
A character. A fake identity of a person I want to want me.
Thats why don't.
Because reality breaks me when you leave.
BrokenThere is a girl who denied what's right,Broken3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
'Cause when she was alone, she couldn't fight.
She started losing hope in everything,
Stopped trying to see what the future might bring.
She gave up on God in Heaven above,
She lost her path from the power of love,
She wanted everything to go away,
She tried to take her life one day.
She felt caged up like a bird,
She screamed so loud, but nobody heard.
Ignored, as if she weren't there,
A feeling of emptiness and despair.
She kept so much bottled up inside,
She always lied so she could hide.
Ashamed for always wanting to die;
She never looked people in the eyes.
Behind her eyes were words left unsaid,
Beneath her clothes was where she bled
When she took that razor to her skin
To release the emotions captured within.
The nights were the loneliest, she always cried.
The last thought at the end of the day: suicide.
She didn't feel important in any way,
"I deserved it," so she'd say.
Deserved the words that hit her like knives,
Wondering why she was
SuicideSuicide11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This is a poem to no one
But to the world
Where is life and love,
When there is so much pain?
You know of what I speak.
The endless lines and rhymes
Scribbled by desperate souls
Such as you,
Such as I,
Seeking, searching, praying
For what else but freedom.
But that freedom you fool
Is the illusion.
Could you ever see why?
Why pain is the chain
That weighs our souls down.
Why freedom is nothing more
Than the walls of our prison.
You may break free of none
And live a simple life
But I no longer can.
And still, and still I'm trapped.
I've clawed at these tiled walls
All these many years.
Now my bloody fingertips
No longer feel the salty tears
As I wipe them across my face.
So you see my unfortunate friend
The walls are my flesh
And the chain, my lonely thoughts.
No matter how deep I dig and tear
No matter how much crimson tape I bled
These very walls,
My tortured soul could not have fled,
So this night my tired feet will float
In a porcelain pool drawn
He Isn't Chapter 1He Isn't Chapter 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
-It's cold. I'm wet. I should just go home.
-So why don't you?
-I'm waiting for him... What if he shows and I'm not here?
-Face it old man, he isn't gonna show.
-But what if?
-There is no 'what if'. There only is or isn't and he isn't.
It was getting late and the impatient boy was frustrated. Miyagi's simple trip to the book store was taking longer than Shinobu had estimated it would take. He wanted to call the older man up, bitch him out, and demand that he return home immediately, but he didn't have the heart to do it. Every minute drifted away, slower than the one before it. When Miyagi wasn't around, time might as well be frozen.
It had been a few months since Shinobu had moved in with Miyagi and still it felt like they could never score enough time together. The younger would finish up with school and rush home only to find a note left by Miyagi claiming an unfathomable need to rush to the bookstore right away. Either that o
There is no place for me.There is no place for my ideals or me,There is no place for me.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
There is no place for justice or mercy.
There is no place for true love anymore,
It's a sad truth, it saddens me at the core.
There is no place for me in this world,
Where the cries of the needy must go unheard.
I'm cast out for my ideals, my gentleman's code,
Well, I was born like this, a man in hero mode.
There is no place for a hero in this world,
The knight in shining armour must go unheard.
There is no such thing as a Fairy Tale,
I am not Prince Charming, just another sail.
On a boat afloat on a sea of sadness,
The winds of mourning passing through me.
There is nowhere in this world for me...
There is nowhere in this world for gallantry.
Angel On EarthI can see the shining light in your eyesAngel On Earth5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The halo that you try so hard to hide
I see the glow that surrounds you
I know why you came into my life
To save me, not from pain or suffering
To save me from my worst enemy myself
By your side I feel I can do anything
You make me strong, stronger then I have ever been
I know now that Angels do exist
I finally know what true happiness feels like
To be loved, to love in return
Your halo is your heart of gold
Your glow is the love you carry inside
My life has changed because of you
You made me the person I am today
I love you with all my heart
Joe, my love, my best friend,
Apologetic TimesCan You Not Feel It...?Apologetic Times3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Self Control?
I Bet You Feel As Bad As I Do,
Ever Since Last Night.
I Want To Go Back,
Back To The Feeling,
That You'd Fall With Me,
I Never Wanted To Leave You...
I Didn't Want That At All,
Knowing The Results.
I Didn't Want An Argument,
The Slaming Of A Door,
The Breaking Of Two Hearts.
Because Without You,
All I Wanted Was Your Love,
You Are The Only One,
Who Knows Me For Being Me,
And I Cherish It More Than You Think.
I'd Give Away Everything I Own,
To Only Receive Your Love...
...Did You Hear...?
Ah, You Have.
I Already Did Give It All Away.
And That's Why I'm Here Now Too.
I'm Knocking On Your Door,
In The Middle Of The Night,
Begging For Forgiveness,
Telling You That I Am Not Perfect,
But Still Worth It.
I'll Never Leave Again.
Whether You Want Me To,
I Won't Let You Be Blinded,
By Your Feelings,
Pray for Sierra LeoneSierra Leone is a country in West Africa.Pray for Sierra Leone3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
It is bordered by Guinea in the north and east, Liberia in the southeast,
and the Atlantic Ocean in the west and southwest.
The population is 6.3 million
Freetown is the capital
Sierra Leone gets its name from the Portuguese explorer Pedro da Cintra,
It named it Serra de Leão, which means "Lion Mountains"
Sierra Leone has always relied on mining, for its economic base
and is among the top diamond producing nations in the world.
Early inhabitants of Sierra Leone were the Sherbro, Temne and Limba peoples,
and later the Mende and the Kono
From the 15th century on, Sierra Leone had frequent contact with
the Portuguese and later the British.
Sierra Leone became an important centre of the transatlantic trade in slaves.
Most of slaves from Sierra Leone were taken to the Sea Islands off
the coast of the southern United States and to South C
SuicideI'm sorry i've got to do thisSuicide9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't take anymmore.
I loved you, and always will,
please don't forget me,
cos i'll never forget you.
I hope to see you later on
when your time to pass has come.
thankyou for helping me
I'm sorry it didnt work out better,
you all tried your best
please dont blame your selves.
thats not what I want,
I want you all to be happy,
go on with your lives.
do it for me cos I couldnt do it,
not even for myself.
I tried my best to be happy and free
but at the end of the day,
thats just not me.
There is Always TimeI want you to be my Judas,There is Always Time3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my plague; my hollow wind.
I want your subtle madness
inked upon roads; dragged upon skin.
I want such haunted beauty,
it aspires; it transcends,
the forms we lay in open ground,
shallow graves; plots of men.
I want such bloody love,
such devastation; such devotion,
to never regret the cogs we turned in life,
that we designed; we set in motion.
Finally, I want a tortured soul,
to repair; to piece together,
to tread upon a lake of fire that never quells;
that flows and burns