Dreams of a Forbidden LoveTake my hand as we walk together,Dreams of a Forbidden Love7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just the two of us.
Alone in this world,
With only the sound of your voice tickling my ear.
At this point nothing matters.
Nothing can separate the bond between us.
Nothing apart from the reality that our love was not destined to be.
But what's wrong with dreaming?
Dreaming of a forbidden love.
Dreaming of your touch and embrace.
Dreaming of you.
Truth Of The SoulTell me who I am,Truth Of The Soul7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tell me what it is you see in my eyes.
Do you defy looking deep enough to see my soul?
Or do you just see your reflection?
What is it you perceive when I step into the light?
What do you hear when I speak?
Am I the person you once knew?
Or do you fail to see who I am?
Fail to see who I once was.
Is it that hard?
To grasp the truth?
Or do you dare even try?
Dare to seek the knowledge that is hidden.
The knowledge of my soul.
Entwining LonelinessEntwining Loneliness8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blood drenched lips,
Tears without emotion,
Pain finally over,
Or has it just begun?
Distorted visions of what seemed real,
Keep the dreams spinning,
Warped into an oceanic abyss,
Nirvana of sorrow,
Blasts of icy cold realized.
Surrounded by a crowd,
Candles of isolation,
Burning every bit of sanity left,
Twisting the angst-ridden minds in us all.
A plague that keeps growing,
Is there a cure…?
Lost WillLost Will8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lie on my shoulder.
Acidic tears fall down a porcelain face.
Sorrow in the eyes,
A hint of fear to tell a story.
Death wish so sombre and selfish,
Flashes of a life that held no truth.
Broken deep inside,
Happiness enslaved by darkness,
Is it really what you want?
A desire granted,
Show me your macabre beauty,
Once more, shall you be filled with glee,
Only I can forgive those who lose the ambition to live…
Setting SailSetting Sail8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I stretch to look upon an ocean
vast and bleak,
thrilled by the Asian face
to shed a shine of glossy varnish
and leave untrammelled beauty
still intact after so long.
Inside, the hauling up of cargo,
fresh oranges, limes,
and something surly to go with bread:
musty bookends prop charts uncanny;
luminance at the windows,
in dead of night deckhands sweat at work.
Stare down quickening tide, white with breakers,
no need to look further
while the foam of distance flails
and taunts with beckoning candour;
nostrils screaming the scent of bitter salt,
and thistles grow down to the beach
using space wit
This is me - Gone CrazyIf this is a game Im willing to lose.This is me - Gone Crazy6 years ago in Other More Like This
I dont want to play anymore, dont make me wait anymore.
Take away your shiny temptation, the windows open but the airs frozen.
Im over heating.
Spinning my self sick.
Crying about more then I could ever realise.
Mourning things that where never mine to
What am I trying to say?
I dont want to say anything.
Ive fallen into place where I expect you to know it all.
Back, Back, Together.
Front, Front, Together.
Lost my mind, lost poetry.
Why is none of this flowing properly?
Why the sudden freak out lock down.
Why am I so god damn hot?
Air sticks in my
RebirthSomething salty splashed across Estelle's lips as she was dancing on the small floor at the center of her local sports bar. She thought it was sweat from her rather hot and handsome dance partner, so she used the back of her hand to mix his perspiration with her spit. As she brought her hand back down to his firm shoulder she noticed a checkered gradient running from her wrist to the tip of her index finger. Soon splash after splash of this would be sweat was hitting her face and bare arms from all directions. Estelle looked around to see if any of the other couples dancing had taken notice of the dark brackish rain. To her surprise they wereRebirth6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Love SongMy hands taut on a lopsided wooden frame pulsate and rise under the pressure of his soft fingertips as they trace fresh fragments of pain jutting out from just beneath my surface. Our eyes meet; slowly overlap in the space between our thoughts, and recoil when a discordant song begins to play. The rapid clashing waltz slowly stops time around us. Crows frozen mid-flight hover just to the left of a small pile of garbage that perfumes our upper lips with the rancid odor of the persecuted and forgotten, a smell we know, a smell we accept, after all we will add our own stink to the pungent bouquet. We pretend to smile as we're forced to dance awkLove Song6 years ago in Socio-political More Like This
WonderWonderWonder7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What a wonder to behold in a place where dreams are told
As fine as gold and even more so
Dancing on the ancient strands of beauty that gather every year
There is no fear and no discretion
Sailing over stormy seas, which don't worry but appease
Thoughts at ease and yet so rough
Secrets hidden deep within a twisted core there's a lock on every door
And discretion is once more
NaPo 4betrayal comes in many formsNaPo 43 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and feeds off bitter contempt
inspired by those who stab at others
whilst carving false hope
secretly praying for redemption
yet knowing they held every card
including the one which they hid up their sleeve
and so revealing the so called friend
Expectations And PressureExpectations And Pressure8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Expectations And Pressure
Such high expectations of me,
Can't wait until i finally break free.
What happens if it all goes wrong and i fail?
Will i just pack up my bags and bail?
Heavy pressure swarming my mind,
Feeling my brain buckle and bind.
Cold sweat and shivers lining my spine,
Could success really be mine?
Calm and deep breathing help, they say,
Just keep horrid thoughs at bay.
Self-esteem and confidence i lack,
Chin up, eyes down, get it over, don't look back.
The room is silent, not a sound,
All as i look nervously around.
My life is on the paper before me,
Thinking hard and passing it is the key.
Damn exam nerves a
RescueRescue8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Entrapped within the blanket of hatred,
Coldness so numbing,
I no longer feel pain,
Yet it still yearns for salvation.
Broken deep inside,
My heart lies in shattered pieces,
My soul weak, stunned,
My mind unable to filter these lies and false hopes.
Locked up in the darkness,
No glimpse of light,
My eyes wide open,
Nothing to be seen but the whispering footsteps of the shadows.
All that I've hoped for,
All that I've dreamed,
These thoughts destroyed and banished,
Reality has finally taken over.
Here I lay,
No life nearby,
Hot tears streaming,
Someone save me from my abyss of fear.
Cloudbursting days.Why are you still in my head?Cloudbursting days.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everytime cloudbursts above me,
they fall down and screech exploding.
Everytime it rains, you're here in my pain,
I feel like soaring above the cloudbursts,
to see you again as if screaming your name
would even make it happen.
My voice is drowned by the cloudbursting days.
I wake up crying, you're making it rain here
when sleep and your touch escape me.
I cannot see you here, even in my garden.
You're not here, are you?
Cloudbursting over my garden now,
I just know that something good will happen,
maybe you'll come back,
if only wishing made it happen.
Granma and you told me that cloudbursting day
GolemWe remember when you dug us from the riverbank, but we forgive you. The water was cold and the people had need of us.Golem11 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
We remember when you divided and shaped us, but we forgive you. We were without form and the people had need of us.
We remember when you put us in flames, but we forgive you. We were soft and the people had need of us.
We recall the day when you sent us against swords. This we forgive. The people had need of us: we would not desert them when foes were near.
We remember when you broke us with hammers. Even this we forgive. The battle was won, and the people had no more need of us.
But though shattered, we remained on the h
Love Song for DagmarShes a glutton, shes no kitten; she can stuff her face for BritainLove Song for Dagmar5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
See her sitting in her Citroen, you can spot her from afar.
She is buxom, she is brazen, see her bottom, its amazing,
She is straining at the straplets of her cantilevered bra.
Shes an airship, shes a trawler, still I worship and adore her
Shes a randy landslide riding in her flash French car.
As a goddess, shes the oddest, and shes vulgar and immodest
Shes the empress of breast, she is my sweet Dagmar.
Shes no figment, shes no fragment, shes a fat fridge magnet
and shes sticking like a limp
Exotic PartnersIt was during the second year of our marriage that I realised my wife was a large monitor lizard.Exotic Partners8 years ago in Humor More Like This
It was one of those funny little revelations that creeps up on one over time. I think the first clue came when she decided to hibernate for the three winter months. At first it did not arouse my suspicions. After all I myself enjoyed a lie-in, and had once slept in three whole hours past the alarm - on a weekday! - so I did not think it particularly note-worthy when she tucked herself in at the start of December and remained there until late February. Still, it aroused in me some small seed of doubt - for I had never before known her to go eve
Tips para un desing exitosoTips para un desing exitoso4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Diez consejos para que tu diseño tenga éxito.
1-El buen diseño es innovador.
Las cosas claramente diferentes se recuerdan mejor que las comunes. Lo innovador llama la atención.
Haciendo lo que todos los demás hacen, es cierto que no fracasarías, pero ¿triunfarás así alguna vez?
No transites los senderos trillados. Innova.
La esencia de la innovación debe verse claramente en todas las funciones de un producto.
El desarrollo tecnológico sigue ofreciendo nuevas oportunidades para soluciones innovadoras.
Las innovaciones no se agotan.
2-El buen diseño hace que un producto sea