Ode To Ryan DunnHe was a legend among legendsOde To Ryan Dunn4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He took many hits from riot pellets
Who did outrageous stunts
Even stuffed a toy car up his rear
He was a Jackass member until the end
Friend to Bam Margera and Johnny Knoxville
Who was part of the CKY crew
That made us laugh and cringe on Jackass
He rocked Viva La Bam
With Bam whom he tagged along
On his crazy misadventures
Even messing with Vito
He did many crazy stunts
Stuff that was impossible
But for the brave and crazy
They saw it as the possible
He was host of Proving Ground
When it first premired
It featured Mario Kart
Which he so rocked
Now Dunn is gone
He's up in heaven
Probably playing pranks
On the angels as we speak
You made us laugh
Made us sick to our stomachs
You were a great man
Without you here
Jackass won't be the same
But the legacy we'll live on
For your spirit we'll be with them
Everyone on Earth
Who has seen Jackass
We'll miss you very much
May you find peace in heaven
Rest in Peace Random Hero
Your heroic deeds we'll be fo
HidingShe's watching the clock--dreading the hourHiding8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When he walks through the door with his air of power.
Good day, she prays, then he might be more gentle
When he finds every mistake in her cleaning of the mantle.
She's hiding the scars because she wants no one to see
She keeps defending him when her friends all know he's mean.
Ran into a door--fell down again--
She's becoming the local klutz to all her friends.
The car door slams--he's muttering as he walks
Doesn't sound good--she knows there is no point to talk.
She's overwhelmed by fear; she's feeling broken
She just wants to die. No words left to be spoken.
She's hiding away, turning from reality
Because everything is fine inside her fantasy.
In her dreams, he truly loves her.
The story of a girlShe speaks but no one hears, choosing to ignoreThe story of a girl8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You think she has everything but she needs more
People misunderstand her or they don't even try
They give up on her so that she's left alone to cry
It's not only her eyes that cry but her heart inside
She's build up a wall where she's chosen to hide
Behind every laugh & every smile she hides a tear
Before every word spoken she feels a sense of fear
Not knowing what to do as she locks herself alone
No one really cares & to the world she is unknown
No one knows that she's fallen into a hole so deep
And at night her tortured heart cries herself to sleep
She can't help insecurities that she carries around
Constantly feeling worthless; pushed to the ground
Emotionally trapped of emotions she can't express
She's swimming in an ocean, of pain and distress
Let me end this story of a girl who will cry tonight
Only time will tell if she'll make it through the night
No Regrets, You're Worth ItGirl:No Regrets, You're Worth It8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Everyone keeps telling me
that I'm worth more than the indecision you give
that I should show more respect for myself
by forgetting you and really learning to live.
But yet inside I know
that even with all you do,
I know that you're still good for me
and you're there for me in all I go through.
I know what they say about me
that I'm a jerk for not leaving you alone,
but honestly I don't care about what they say,
I still can't wait to talk to you on the phone.
Inside I know
that there's things I have to sort out
but no matter what I decide to do
I'll help you endure whatever comes about.
Girl and Boy:
No matter what life brings
I'll never regret my time with you
because despite it all, you're worth it,
you're worth everything you put me through.
I can't seem to get you out of my head
no matter how hard I try
the moment I see you
my fire heats up inside.
But there's more to it
than the fire we share,
you've showed me a girl like no other,
that makes me have to figure out
Upon Ourselves AloneOne holds herself back,Upon Ourselves Alone8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
envious, yet ashamed at such,
living a personal hell,
as she splits down the middle.
One forgets the eyes,
in his mask of anger,
slapping paint, haphazard,
the color fading in the heat.
One cries herself dry,
learning to swim amidst sorrow,
as her tears collect at her feet,
causing the very ground to erode.
One looks down confidently,
missing the details beneath,
never deigning to observe,
that even his shadow has fled.
One desires only the end,
fearing all else,
as a waste of time,
and a danger to her dreams.
Singularities of sentience,
they collapse upon themselves,
lacking any other gravitation,
passing the point, irrevocably.
chewing the impossibleDraw me laughter,chewing the impossible8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
describe a color to me,
spread a rumor with me about the taste
of water, rhyme a word with orange,
love me more than i love you,
pronounce caramel correctly,
make love in three different languages.
Unfold yourself like a newspaper
and flutter into the world, barking mad,
inky and smelling
of the comic section.
Eat love. Eat in general. Tie your little brothers shoes.
Conquer grief loudly
with crayons or kisses
Two scoops instead of one.
Finish that song, sleep in.
SerpentineWith a touch,Serpentine8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like the phantom flick of a forked tongue,
she speaks of hints and glints,
and the same heat that leaves you,
speeds her silken secrets.
Don't you turn,
she whispers from within,
out of sight, in your mind,
serpentine, she winds,
around your very core.
With a glance,
like the chilling bite of an iced window,
she shows you lines and signs,
and the same breath that leaves you,
fuels her fervent fire.
Don't you turn,
she whispers from within,
out of sight, in your mind,
serpentine, she winds,
around your very core.
With a taste,
like the bittersweet swallow of sorrow,
she casts out dark and mark,
and the same memory that leaves you,
weaves her sinuous serenade.
For a Gasp of AirI cannot sleep, for whispers echo in my mind.For a Gasp of Air8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I cannot laugh, for smiling without you is scandalous
(-but I chuckle discreetly nonethless.)
I cannot blush flirtatiously, for those loving compliments
cease to flow fluidly,
for those minute obsessions blow to dust with the wind.
Within the Black EyeReflection of the soul--captured byWithin the Black Eye8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The undying spirit; the glow.
In the eyes of what appears a beast
Becomes a graceful dancer in a moment.
Where eye meets eye; the grasses sway
A life-long partner--a bond
Two souls united into one
A Reply To The Love NoteIt was clear that evening, when the wind suddenly picked up and swept a letter into the tree branch outside of the room on the second floor. A teenage boy looked up from over his laptop, spying the letter neatly tucked away. He got up from his seat and walked swiftly to the window, lest it be blown away before he could reach it. Opening the window, he climbed up on the ledge and snatched the letter, returning safely inside.A Reply To The Love Note8 years ago in Teen More Like This
Upon reading the letter, he got to a table and started to write.
Good evening my Angel,
Do the stars miss you dearly when they depart each morning? Does the moon yearn for your gaze as much as I do? How is it there in heaven? What possessed you to write such a letter for a wretched soul? Perhaps I am not the one meant for your adoration, my sweet; please forgive me if you receive this letter to discover that it was sent to the wrong address. Im afraid that... my handwriting is abysmal, please forgive me if you cannot read this. Are you certain
BreakupHow can you just drift away,Breakup8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just like a sad spring day?
How can you not walk slow,
When Im feeling down and low?
How can you walk on by,
Without a teardrop in your eye?
How can you not love me anymore,
When all you used to do
Was whisper in my ear - I love you.
The Procrastinator SongI should be doing homeworkbut Id rather watch T.V.The Procrastinator Song8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Though, theres nothing on. I could always put in a movie.
Maybe its a sign that I should get some work done
But the more I think about itit just doesnt sound all that fun.
The pile of dishes is slowly growing, but I dont really care
No matter where I gotheyll always just be there.
I guess I could wash them, but then theyll just get dirty again
Oh when, oh when, does this work ever end?
I have a test to study fora book I still need to read
Within Blue EyesAs I look in those eyes,Within Blue Eyes8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
There is nothing there to see
Just my sadness staring back at me
Still I am here,
Within blue eyes I drown,
As I see my own frown
Is there something I need and must say?
I think I have the words but their pin down
So they are never spoken,
They are tearing me apart
Such a perfect melody,
I am losing all dignity
Within blue eyes I am miserably lost
As I stare in your eyes,
There is nothing left to see
Nothing but my own mistake,
Still I am with you,
Why wont it end?
28. Sorrow"I am missing you like day."28. Sorrow8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm searching ceiling space
for more inventive ways
to curse our paths displaced.
"I miss you like a star."
In truth, a breath's too far
if not relented just between our
lips, as close as we are.
"I need you just to dream."
My waking thoughts can't help but teem
with almost ancient memories
in need of restitched seams.
"I am needing you like heat."
I can't exist another week
without your smile sweet
or live without the way you speak.
"I'll say it plain: I am aching at the mention of your name.
I love you, and will always feel the same."
Label MeCall me preppy. Call me goth.Label Me8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Call me anything you wish or want.
Try to label me. I dare you to.
Lets see all that you can do.
StereotypesI follow a few
Can I be all? Seems too good to be true.
I can be a princessbut youll probably call me a snob
Perhaps I wish to be part of the Italian mob.
I can wear all black even if it isnt Halloween
But sometimes I wear bright colors. Am I somehow stuck
TimeTime began, and then we were.Time9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Time went on, and we grew.
Time carries on, and we keep changing.
But there's not enough time,
When I am with you.
Have you ever?Do you ever feel a clouDHave you ever?8 years ago in Typographical More Like This
Or fog wrap itself arounD
Your mind. Infuse every crease
AnD folD with blinDing grayness,
Your thoughts slow and slip
Into each other. Things aren't
Clear anymore. All you want to Do
Is close your eyes and faDe away
With the silent pain. But you
Can't because the Demands of life
Force you to a half-beleagureD
Wakeful state suffering for that
Mythical rainbow. AnD you shoulDer
OnwarDs even as your eyelids
Drag you into the forgotten night.
Have you ever felt that way?
Because toDay, since the moment
I rose out of beD, I have felt
Will die an arabA lot of people will denyWill die an arab11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but I don't care and I will stand up high
for who am I,
and for what God chose me to be
I'll be the best I can be
Im proud to say I am an Arab with all its means
no matter what disrespect i might get
let them say savages barbarians or illiterates,
it doesn't matter to me
what matters the most is me
and how I treat thee
I treat people as individuals
Regardless their race color or religion
I am here for certain years
Then I'll disappear
To a world where only sins and deeds rule
The records are set ready for that day
You and I shall not prepare what to say
Who and what surrounds us shall speak
A moment when we are most terrified
An old good word we've said may come
Reminds us of what darkness we've lit
take my word and remember this
What makes a person special
Not the tongue that he talks by
Nor the religion he defends
It's the number of people he has helped
It's how many false he has regret
At the end with joy I would say
I was born an Arab
Lost SoulsDear Love,Lost Souls8 years ago in General More Like This
Its raining. Not the gentle calm rains in the middle of a season that make you re-evaluate the beauty of nature even in the worse of storms, but a more cruel rain. The wind howls and through the small crack in the wall sinks into this dank room and chills me. Im reminded of a wolfslick, quick, and I have fallen under attack. Im a prey to this weather; it can play such cruel tricks to my mood. A melancholy feeling has entered my soul, gnawing away at the warmth of my heart. The rain seems to represent an endwashing away the past with the fury of an ex-girlfriend ripping to shred old love letters and throwing away possessions she thought you would never want to see again.
I wonder if I will ever see you again.
Sometimes I wonder whatever would possess me to write such a letter, to you, long gone and moved on. Two souls, two hearts, who had desperately hoped to become one. Yet somehow the mold did not quite seem to fit. I wonder why. I look up at t
94. Last Hopeyou're an exit frame of reference94. Last Hope8 years ago in Spoken Word More Like This
calling light to all fallacious points of entrance
you make the most of interest
solving palisades defending over distance
breathe such that night perceives you
seed us with right for this life's a read through
Shooting StarsShooting Stars8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A perfect sky, a silent night, the moon keeps watch, and all is right.
But behind it, this dark curtain, a samurai hides, seeks to attain
A perfect cut, to smite his foes, for tis war, that he now knows:
Theres a balance, and it must tip, upon his blade, not on their whip.
To live every moment, to cherish every breath.
And though he does not know it, all battles end with a death.
Whether tis a man or heart, all things will end on lifes path.
For the grim reaper, forever waves his black staff.
The blades lie still, within the sheaths, until he draws, forms unseen wreaths:
A song of death, that moves the sky, but these steel blades, tell not one lie.
It is this song, that joys the moon, for these still skies, will revel soon.
With fiery cuts, from heaven sent, until the stars, are gone and spent.
His cuts are truly perfect, and split through all these lit skies.
And while we all call them stars, pieces of rock in disguise,
Dressed in the flames of h
Naked Strifenaked flesh is but a sinNaked Strife8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
where carnal pleasures pull within
and secret cravings cloud the mind
turning the seeker unto its kind
for sin is but a lowly seed
better lost than rooted as a rampant weed
in the end however desire traps the heart
allowing sin to ever play its part
see our seed now spills forth
heavy as teardrops empty of self-worth
exasperated moments flirting immortality
all lost in a haze of inebriated toxicity
forthcoming regrets rest assured
with bodies blistered burned and blurred
while others shall foster new yolks of life
nothing more holds than naked strife