thoughts on lovewhat is love do you think?
is it something you hold?
and if you were to blink
would it turn to cold?
does love wain and wax?
or fail under pain
or does love never vex
or put others to shame
love makes you act like a fool
and makes you not think straight
if your not careful you can be her tool
but thats not love thats hate
yes love sometimes hurts
and you arent sure where to turn
love can throw you lots of curves
and to normal you cant return
but if you love that girl with all you have
and she loves you back
then you will truely never have
a life for to turn back
for when you are in love
you can say that it doesnt hurt
fuckfuck10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
fuck your little smile
and your teasing little eyes
fuck your tender touches
and fuck your little lies
fuck everything about you
everything that drew me in
the reason why im drowning
the reason i cant swim
you said you\'d fucking be there
but you werent when i needed you most
fuck your petty excuses
to me youre just a ghost
a spirit that wont leave me
or give me fucking peace
all i want is your arms around me
and for that im losing sleep
you just keep denying me
of the love i know is mine
im desperate cuz i need you
where do i draw the line?
i love you but i hate you
and for that i say fuck this
refusing me everything iv
F.U.C.K. Once upon a time,F.U.C.K.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There lived a beautiful princess
She waited, and waited
But her prince never ca--
FUCK THE SYSTEM!
Let's get wrecked on pop-tarts and sex
Let's see the Taj Mahal and
Skate through the pyramids
Hand in hand
Let's discover Wonderland
And dance in the silence
Let's L - I - V - E
Our happily ever after
Fuck YouFuck you to every teacher who said you're fucking stupid.Fuck You8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Fuck you to every dad who said you'll never make it
Fuck you to every asshole who called you a freak,
and fuck you to all the stereotypes, desensitized by TV.
This is our anthem of open defiance.
We won't give in to this fucking tyranny.
We stick our middle fingers in the air with you.
I'm standing up to take back what is mine.
Fuck you to the people who said "You'll never be a rockstar."
Fuck you to those who said your views don't mean a thing.
Fuck you to the people who judge you by what you wear
Fuck you to those fucks who said "boys can't wear make-up."
Glory From My LowestRain tapped lightly and I opened up my doorGlory From My Lowest8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And the feelings that I felt, I've never felt before
the sun its shines we all felt fine
the rain made us hide beneath
the comforter and blakents were we'd hid both our dreams
And world it did seem scary as we opened up our hearts
And the pieces of our bodies were all just moving parts
and we all danced we held our hands
and sent up a prayer to all those we know
and I said remember that i need you thats something that this seed must sow
And we paced the lawns that we had crept the night before
and we dreamed of the day we were all looking towards
we walked the block and set our clocks
--Until My Lungs Give Out--I pulled the rose's thorns from my heart--Until My Lungs Give Out--9 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
and ran into the tempest of misfortune
but the roots it had taken pulled my ventricles apart
and now the bleeding flowers have begun to bloom
i look into the center of my broken chest
and i can see the blooms beating all in time
for i can still see blood soaking through my vest
and one thousand hearts beat in unison tonite
strange that my lungs will still take breath
for what is making my veins pulse in time?
for my heart was taken in the embrace of death
yet my lungs still fill and fall in the same rhyme
I screamed out
until my lungs gave out
and i swear on this bloody valentine
--Where Hearts Dream Tonite--the tiny little figures, danced across the keys--Where Hearts Dream Tonite--9 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
and in the way they moved, was comforting to me
for the beauty in their pirouettes, and in their dips
made me think of whispers, dancing on your lips
they moved with such, grace and purity
it made me think, they simply danced for me
they had wings of silver, and when they moved away
it made you think that darkness, had claimed the light of day
they weeved and bounced, along the waters edge
and when they seemed to finish, they started up again
my hands reached for them, and pulled apart their wings
but the creatures meerly danced, as if i was the dream
but they could not last forever,
I ran into myself the otherdayI ran into a friend, of ours the other dayI ran into myself the otherday9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
she was tired and wished, to be on her way
I asked her how you were doing, now that your not alone
she simply answered bleaky, "damned if i know"
it seems she hadnt seen you, in such a long time
she said one who'd change so fast, aint no friend of mine
she said she'd made friends, with the person you used to be
and it made me wonder, are you the same person still to me?
i wonder at the way, you went and changed so fast
and i wondered at the good times, why couldnt they just last
i wondered if i'd changed at all, i wondered if i was still the same
for things are so different now, my love my
Fuck ItFuck all the words you saidFuck It7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fuck the love we shared
Fuck the pain you feel
Fuck your pathetic attempts
Fuck your stupid smile
Fuck your fucking lies
Fuck the tears i shed
Fuck this stupid poem
Fuck what i mean
Fuck trying to understand
Fuck off out of my life
Fuck your fucking comments
Fuck you and your fucking heart
Fuck your addictions, yes theres more then one
Fuck your fucking mind games
Fuck your fucking hugs
You know what mate.....FUCK YOU!!!!
"Where My Heart Used To Be"theres a hole in my chest, its empty as always"Where My Heart Used To Be"8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
broken vows embrace it, its empty nowadays
it fills with words ive said, it fills with memories
like words i wrote down, and traced back in diaries
simple words and simple lines, fill its filthy pages
simple questions but no answers, fill these filthy pages
its filled with me and you, its filled with pictures of us
broken down and empty,like how you turned my heart to dust
empathetic and apathy, wish i knew the real me
is he still here anymore? or has he left me empty
you can touch my hand, and feel flesh gripping yours
but i simply am not there, like a window that's a door
Its Only Rape If...Its only rape if my pants are all the way off,Its Only Rape If...6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Don't worry officer I kissed her before I took off,
I read the book, I know all the rules, its only rape if I have my pants all the way off,
Movin off topic, as you stand there, only man on bike I know, you must be a dike,
Picturing the sit between your butt cheeks, Mr. gay officer, do not get offended,
I actually think it is splendid,
Now I give you complement, can we forget the suspension ?
Please? I smile, I beg you with my buck teeth, please?
(Its only rape if…) I know what I can do, I reach up under seat,
(Its only rape if…) now do not look away, do not play with your zipper zip,
"Theres A Place"theres a place i go at the back of my mind"Theres A Place"8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
where we dance together in patterns over time
and we laugh and touch
and we sing and we sigh
in a that place in the back of my mind
we still can talk at the back of my mind
and i can still call and see you anytime
but now we dont talk anymore
and we are now only unkind
but not in that place in the back of my mind
we still write letters in the back of my mind
with postage placed that still spans our written lines
now i scribble down my best poetry
and think of letters youll never write
but i still get your letters in the back of my mind
i still hand you my jacket in the back of my mind
Poverty and the MilitarySince the 1970's, the working poor have long been part of the military machine. Enticed by promises of job training, college tuition, or just an escape from poverty, the ppor have often been human fuel for the military system. There is a direct relationship between the kind of people in the military and the economic inequality in this country and others.Poverty and the Military9 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
The military, for many young men, has long been seen as a means of escape. This has been most evident since the draft was abolished in 1973, low income households encouraging sons and daughters to join the military as a means to pay for college that their parents are not able to provide.
Crimson Drops In A Snowyfield4John's hand trembled as bent to pick up his glasses from the ground, noticing for the first time he had dropped them. As he placed them on his nose the figure, too, reached and made a similar motion with his hand. Was this man, if it was a man, mocking him? Imitating his movements and mocking the unsteady way he could not control his hands.Crimson Drops In A Snowyfield49 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
John looked down to his hands to attempt and steady them. He looked up and the figure was gone. He spun around quickly, his eyes searching for the figure. There was no sign of the figure, save for a small, still burning cigarette butt smoking in the cold night. John bent over and picked
CaptivatedI am never angry,Captivated3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Never really sad,
Never can I express amusement,
Never can I truly be pleased nor glad.
Forever captivated in an exhausted state,
A peon of society nothing more and so much less.
Incapable to feel,
Yet our world seems so real.
Forever imprisoned within the fortifications that I erected around myself,
To descend away into honeysweet melancholy,
The vast emotion of absolute sadness,
It's the only thing I can at least every now and then sense,
Letting me distinguish that I am human, and that I am breathing and existent.
Ice and Snow-Secret SantaSam Yaish didn't mind snow. In fact, she loved it. She loved jumping into the snow, making snow forts and snow angels and having snowball fights. Sure, it was cold, but you could always go inside and curl up by the fire with a good book and a cup of hot chocolate. And the snow was just pretty to look at and cheerful. Yes, Sam loved snow.Ice and Snow-Secret Santa1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
But she hated ice.
Ice was pretty to look at, but unless you were an ice-skater or had some special ice powers, it wasn't fun. You couldn't make ice forts, have ice fights, make ice angels, or jump into it without hurting yourself.
It was also very, very slippery.
Sam stood on the edge of the sidewalk tha
seme/uke quizStolen from:iconkannakurru:seme/uke quiz1 year ago in Personal More Like This
Feel free to steal it from me afterwards, peepz
30+ = Super Uke
21-30 = Uke
20 = Seme-uke (Seke)
10-19 = Seme
10- = Super Seme
[x] You like to be content in everything.
[x] When a person confesses their love to you and you don't like them, you start feeling very tense and/or you don't know what to say.
[x] You enjoy listening to smooth and relaxing music.
[ ] You are quite hyperactive.
[ ] If you don't like something, you start crying and you don't care if you start talking too loud.
[\] You love candies or any type of caramel.
[ ] You like making others blush.
[x] You sleep with a doll/teddy bear/pillow in your hand.
[x] You're usually shy with the opposite gender.
[x] You like romantic-funny anime.
[x] Between L or Light cosplay, you prefer L.
[ ] You have listened to "an café".
[ ] You like listening to it.
[\] You have one or two songs on your computer of "an café".
[x] You are innocent and/or a little clumsy.
[x] You smile at kitties.
[ ] Y
UnseenUnder the stairs, in the closet, these words are not alien to meUnseen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hide yourself, no one can know, you have to be unseen
In the attic, behind the walls, forever hidden from the world
I knew a time when I could run free, I could play with friends
Uncaring for the sound we would make
I can no longer enjoy that luxury
Others give up their homes for me, they hide me away
The soldier's raid, looking for those that are hidden
They kill and plunder based on race, and religion
I am the wrong kind, so I must stay hidden
I have to remain off the grid, out of sight out of mind
If they find me, it's done, it's all over
In the darkness of the n