si tuan nyalang...si tuan nyalang6 years ago in Other More Like This
aku hentak kakiku di dasar jurang
jalang lang lang lang lang
sudah cukup terpuruk jatuhku ini,
masih juga kau terus mendorongku
mau diapakan lagi, tuan?
tubuh telanjang menggigilku ini?
salahkan lagi peluhku,
salahkan lagi igauku,
salahkan lagi laraku,
aih, matamu nyalang sekali, tuan..
kemana dunia pelangi dulu itu,
kenapa jadi sumur gelap begini?
dan kenapa kita tidak terbang seperti dulu,
kemana lagi aku harus jatuh untuk melayang lagi?
ahh tuan, maaf saya banyak tanya, matamu makin nyalang..
cukup kau selimuti aku,
cukup kau dengar ceritaku,
cukup kau sentuh aku..
(kalau tuan mau,
kita lewati dulu malam sepi berhujan ini,
lalu besok cari pelangi
kalu tuan tidak mau, ahh..
tinggal dorong aku lagi. dan ahh..
Take meMaster meTake me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Destroy MeNumb and cold, I feel NOTHING.Destroy Me5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Distant and burning, I feel EVERYTHING.
Once again I cannot hide,
I cannot escape from the demons inside.
My soul is burning;
My heart is yearning.
Just when I thought I was safe...
I _NEVER_ will be. Ever.
For the demon is within, the demon is bound,
No separation to be found.
You must destroy the host to destroy the sickness.
Destroy me. Destroy me...
I miss youHello I miss youI miss you7 years ago in Teen More Like This
That's the only thing I can say
I feel so displaced
My rainbow's fading and it's only shining
The sun doesn't help
Makes me burn a lot andd get a angry
I wish the night would come here and howl
She Couldn't Do Her HomeworkShe Couldn't Do Her Homework6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Something happened at home.
was all she told her teacher.
She couldnt tell
if he saw the pain behind her eyes,
because she never looked him in the face.
She fumbled her binder,
Running her bruised fingers along the uneven
edges of worn papers.
She thought to herself.
Dont ask me what happened,
because it didnt.
He didnt do anything to me.
She pleaded silently,
engrossed in thought,
examining her worn sneakers.
Her teacher sighed.
He didnt hit me,
he didnt touch me,
he didnt do anything
Folding his hands in front of his mouth,
he rested his forehead,
on steepled fingers,
speaking to his bronze nameplate.
Dont let it happen again.
Was all he said,
and she walked back to her seat,
trying hard not to bolt,
to leave everything behind.
He wasnt drunk,
he wasnt angry,
he wasnt my dad.
she slid in behind her desk,
her legs trapped in a metal cage,
crumpling in on herself,
and the purple of her
korkak'in siiribir insan, yazılmayacak kadar,korkak'in siiri5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
anlamsız çünkü artık.
çünkü sen hep,
"ben de seni" diyen taraftaydın.
hiçbir zaman, söz'e başlayacak kadar,
bu sefer de ben başlayacağım.
son, demek için.
sen, ayrılıktan bile bahsedemeyeceksin.
"ben de istiyordum zaten"
kimse, kimsenin sessizliğini,
yıkmak da; yapan olduğumdan,
bitirmek de; başlatan olduğumdan,
-sana yapılan bu işkenceyi-
-sana yapıldığını sandığın bu işkenceyi-
bizi bitirmek de yani,
hiçbir şey için gücün yoktu.
yıkmaya da olmayacaktı,
gördüğüm anda değişeceğim,
şiirim ve sözlerim.
Neden KiNeden Ki7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
yapabileceğim tek şey ölmek sanırım
eğitimini aldığım hiçbir mesleğim yok elimde
diğer insanlarla kıyaslanmadan
yapabileceğim tek şey ölmek sanırım
nereye kadar düşünebilir ve çabalayabilirim ki
hergün bir adım daha yükselirken insanlar
ben elimdekilerle avucumdakilerle
nereye kadar dayanabilirim ki
her yeni başlangıcım uçurumlar kıyısında
binbir sorularla , türlü korkularla
düşünmeden savaşmak var daima aklımda
öncesini bilmediğim bir beden için
bu kadar neden heba edilişim
kaptanı benim bu bedenin
gemimi terkedipte neden ki gidişim
ThrowAwayAnyPotentialYouHave.From birds eye view I could see you flying so low (Solo)ThrowAwayAnyPotentialYouHave.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the truth is your bodys shaking and...
I'm not listening or caring.
Is it nice to lose all feeling in your face?
(those lips will never let a word slip out after this)
"Your secrets safe Baby"
I'll swipe this smirk with a look of deep desperation.
Your backbone is persistant.
Slow Down My Precious CargoToday I caught myself being daringSlow Down My Precious Cargo8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leaning in dangerously too far
How I got the courage too....
So lets take this all the way
Or until we both freeze up
Glued, fixed in a dead on stare.
"You make me so nervous", it slipped right out i swear.
Lets see whos "beat" can win this race.
At the moment were both ahead of the tempo.
Manhattan HufferIm the Manhattan Huffer,Manhattan Huffer8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
CO2 Inhaler 2006
Process through my esophagus.
How I crave my deadly air.
100,000 tiny crystals in formation.
They dance inside this needle.
Im going to convulse until these old lungs forget to function.
And since we all love bumper cars,
Lets dare to drink.
Lets dare to drive.
Isnt it exciting?
To be a threat to windshields and wood.
I bet its a thrill to examine them upclose.
(If you keep this up Kid,youll be examined upclose.Under microscopes and knives.)
Maybe if youre lucky, the glass wont hurt as bad.
Maybe if youre lucky, youll make it home alive.
Draw.Freeze.Collapse.Breathe.Paper cuts thin out toDraw.Freeze.Collapse.Breathe.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
those patheic excuse for a "Winning you back" lectures on those countless papers.
"Blahblahblah I want sympathy."
Was the loudest message received.
Nothings changed, I feel the same.
"Calculations must have gone wrong somewhere..."
Starts with a y--.
I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually.
This is Handguns vs Hands Down
Winter vs Water
Balance Beam vs Buckling Knees
turnarounds and ballgownsTonight it's you, me and our designers who dolled us up to fit this sceneturnarounds and ballgowns8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Waltzing in circular pattern diamonds and pearls threaded around necks like nooses at a mass execution.
Romance is inhaled and exhaled like oxygen with a hint of a hallucinogen.
1's and 2's 3's and 4's minnoettes and peiroettes dancing to pretend we're happy dancing to deny pain.
(hurt will always hit with perfect aim)
Depressed with smiles pressed against teeth and lips.
Looks, stares, promises, and dares we dare to find what we call happiness on this dance floor.
(maybe something more)
This night was unwanted but still we taunted romances edge with the pledge of hips to hips.
Our crimesBreathe steady my dear...Our crimes8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because you'll need every last one...
to sing a chorus of "i love you"...
only for my heart to hear...
Just the way the words roll of your tounge...
and slide off your half parted lips...
causes skips and second beats...
I wont regret...
and cant forget...
adds character to my day...
Hips met hips...
and we gave into...
our crimes of desire...
as we both fashion "i love you" on our lips...
and both bodies will beckon forward...
lets make the love between two hearts...
more then just a phrase...
so I guess I'm a suckerso I guess I'm a sucker9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It only took a moment
for my muscles to cry "mutiny!"
and refuse to hold me up
for that short length of time,
but you sprung into action,
catching me like a doll
and I wondered for a second
if it has been worth the fall
and whether I should reward you
with a smile and a kiss
for saving this clumsy damsel
from another instance of distress.
L1f3 0f A Wannab3 G0thL1f3 0f A Wannab3 G0th11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Life of a "Goth" ?
You see me in the corner, huddled in a ball,
Me and all my friends loiter at the mall.
I pretend to like knives and drag them on my skin,
Just enough to make a drop of blood come from within.
Only a light scar, but dark enough to see,
To show off just how suicidal I can be.
I draw stars inside circles on my hand,
I don't know what it means, but it's the symbol of my band.
In my metal group, I play my bass,
And I use black eyeliner to draw three sixes on my face.
I can't gauge my ear, so my earring isn't real,
I'm so depressed; no one knows how I feel.
I write pathetic poems about how I hate my family,
I can't do what I want and they'll never understand me.
I buy my clothes from Hot Topic because it's cool,
Even though I have friends, I choose to sit by myself in school.
The other black-haired kids call me a poser and a mistake,
But they're not like me because I'm Goth, and they're the ones who are Fake.
dream memoire nr 1i woke up this morning... another day. just another ordinary day. and it has proven to be just another ordinary day. but an ordinary day with an exception.dream memoire nr 14 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
today i woke up smiling.
don't you just love it when you awaken from a dream but still feel submerged a wonderful cocoonlike calm and unquestionable happiness? i love when that happens. to awaken with a faint smile gracing the curve of your lips, your eyelids fluttering like butterflies happy to greet the open fragrant petals of a flower... i wish i could bottle that sensation and keep it under lock & key for one of those sad days when nothing seems to go right... and nobody wants to know.
but you know what the funny thing is?
i cannot remember the dream....
i tried so many times to pick deep into my subconsciousness, scouring my brain trying to find the tiniest fragment of the dream so i could rebuild it and perhaps relive that feeling.
frustrating when this happens. and it's not the first time it's happened...
I Care.I Care.8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I am here
Never know what surrounds me
Might be unable to sense the fear
or I just guess it can't be real
I can't define the pain
The taste of one breath you've struggled for
Fight against the solitude and the cold
I own these two naked eyes
I can tell how bright the sun shines
I am here
But do I ever see?
Do I ever feel?
I can't explain the way my heart beats
And yet there you suffer
I'm not aware of what happens
I can't describe the weight of your burdens
How to only blink can so much hurt
No, maybe I never know what surrounds me
Maybe for now I can't sense the fear
Maybe I don't desire this to turn real
But I care about how you could be
How also I really could be
Do not battle in sheer
It is what we call our enemy
This is anybody's disease
Unite the strengths within and together we cease
No, I can't define the pain
But I will always be here
I will always own these shoulders for your tears
The girl made of pillsThe girl made of pills3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The doctors see a patient
A girl made of pills
A girl of facts
And broken ends
My parents see my mask
One no one should wear
They see the smiles
The daughter they know as theirs
My friends see a shadow
A fallen friend
They think there is nothing to do
And leave me be
I see a girl
Little and scared
Who wants to be better
Holding her bear
I am not my illness
My illness is not me
What can I do
When no one else sees?
Having Ever Been YoungWhen I was young, I was a very bitter old womanHaving Ever Been Young3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
trying to have fun like they do in the magazine ads from Europe.
Now that I am not as young,
I am 5 years old with a belly full of cool whole milk and colored sugar shapes.
A head full of cartoons I like to accidentally pee to.
Torn between.... the man I loved, and the man who loves me.Torn between.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a cool night, but I didn't feel cold at all. You were beside me, that protective stance so dominant it scared January's chill away. You led me into the night, and unknowingly to him, the man I used to love. Used to love because I had no choice but to let go. The woman who sat beside him now is no rival but a dear, dear friend. Even before I lifted my eyes to meet his, she smiled at me and said hello. He must understand, I had to let him go. Now you look at me, unconscious of the memories that broke free in my mind, taking their turns slowly in my consciousness, and most painfully. Irony is no friend. And fate? I cannot tell. Of all nights, of all places, of all the rows of seats that presented themselves before us, you had to choose two behind theirs. And as the angelic voices drifted off stage and hovered around us, I caught his glances, one after another. And guilt came seeping up my spine. You talked and laughed as we made conver
Just A FlowerI'm just a flowerJust A Flower6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Wilting and fading away
Slowly losing my perfection and beauty
Slowly losing my life and meaning
Slowly losing my value and worth
The butterfly that once loved me, flits away forgetting me
The bee that once embraced me, shuns away rejecting me
The sun that once shone and kept me high and proud, shines for me no longer
The humans that once sniffs then smiles for me, tramples me on their feet
I'm just a flower
Wilting and fading away
Into the darkness I'll fade
Into the realms of another I'll go
And who will remember the time they spent to bring me to where I was in this world
And who will remember how hard I fought to be the flower they find so alluring and pretty
And who will remember me in which promises and vows were made upon me to their loved ones
And who will remember me to be the one which brought smiles to people around just by being present
Sadly, no one will...
I'm just a flower
Wilting and fading away
But all I've ever lived for
I've done my pa
CATATAN BODOH 03:52 PM 020107CATATAN BODOH 03:52PM 021007CATATAN BODOH 03:52 PM 0201076 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Di hari itu, saya mencoba bangun,
Meninggalkan sejenak kenyamanan absolut gelap yang menyelimuti saya,
Saya buka jendela itu,
Dan saya melihat sebuah pelangi.
Saya takut, terperangah melihat refraksi dari warna putih yang menjadi jutaan spektrum asing.
Membanting telak mata saya yang terbiasa akan hitam..
Saya mundur, takut akan apa yang memantul dari retina mata saya dan menyelusup ke saraf mata saya.
Membayangi otak saya yang tidak mengenal warna.
Apa harus saya mengintip lagi?
Tubuh saya menggigil, ia bersenandung agar saya tertidur lagi,
dan bermimpi tentang diri saya sendiri dalam slide hitam putih yang menyentak-nyentak,
Ah, aku penasaran, aku ingin lihat lagi
Nananananana, jangan anak manis, tidurlah lagi, tidak menarik itu
(Ah, maafkan saya, apa daya ia hanya seonggok daging dan tulang)
Keingintahuan yang entah mengapa,
menjadi sebuah echo di sel kelabu kepala saya menang telak,
merangsang saraf motorik