As a Tear FallsAs my tear falls,As a Tear Falls11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm thinking of you again.
I'm thinking how stupid
I am for loving you.
A tear for you,
A tear for my pain,
A tear for me.
My tears are falling,
rolling down my body,
Into a puddle of pain.
A tear for me,
A tear for you.
A tear for my pain.
A pain that is known only by me,
and my heart.
a tear for you
a tear for pain.
As my tears fall on to the ground.
Retorica nimicului- Dar daca as fi altceva, sa zicem... Daca m-as hotari sa devin evil, m-ai mai iubi? Intreba el conspirativ. Ii placea genul asta de joc. Doar ca ea castiga mereu. De fapt, poate tocmai asta era motivul pentru care ii placea atat de mult.Retorica nimicului8 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
- Da, raspunse ea fara sa stea pe ganduri. Te-as iubi orice ai fi. Nu depinde de asta.
O randunica intra pe geam si se invarti deasupra capetelor lor, prin camera. Ea zambi. Un zambet cald, sincer. El privi mirat catre micuta pasare. Nu te mai mira atat, e de rau augur... Asa spunea tata..., gandi ea, dar nu-i zise nimic.
- Your logics will be your undoing, I tell you, glumi el, ghicindu-i parca gandurile.
Ea rase si se intoarse sa-l priveasca. Lui ii placea asta, dar ii dadea un sentiment ciudat, de parca n-ar fi meritat sa fie atat de apreciat.
- Deci explica-mi. Nu inteleg. Cum adica m-ai iubi orice as fi? Cum sa nu depinda de asta? Atunci, pentru ce ma iubesti acum?
- E greu de explicat... Ce crezi ca se afla int
She diedI didn't arrive in time to stop her from downing the pillsShe died9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She did leave me a note that was stained with her tears
The note wasn't as long as I hoped it might be and sad
I cursed this rain storm that slowed the cab that brought me
I read the note as I check her pulse and already know
She is gone and I was too fucking late to stop her this time
The note read: "I had to do this Will. I know you love me,
But I can't ever love you the same. That hurts and I need,
I shoud say want to die before you try to save me again'
I threw down the note with angry tears in my eyes
I screamed at her and asked why she had to do it
This caused the neighbor to call the police on me
She was dead before I got here and they'd see that
That she took those damned pills the doctor gave her
That I was here to save her again and she hated me
Hated that I cared enough to try making her stop hurting
As I fell to the floor with my over powering sorrow
The police came and ruled her death a suicide by drugs
They took m
Spectrul amintirii....Te vad acum departe si sufletu-mi se stinge,Spectrul amintirii....8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Inseninat de tine, pierdut acum se frange.
Asemni unei umbre te vad cum te ridici,
Imi spui adio, te uiti plangand si pleci.
Pierduta-mi pari acum, printre amintiri uitate.
Chinuind al meu suflet, doar inima-mi mai bate
Asemeni unui clopot, rasuna-n mintea mea
Doar vocea-ti calda ...ai fost copila mea!
Dar ai plecat de mult, s-a stins apoi amorul,
Si am uitat de mine, uitandu-te pre tine...
Tot ce-a ramas acuma e doar comoara mea,
Din amintiri cu tine, si cu iubirea mea....
Din lacrimi am format apoi un vis de vesnicie,
Ca sa pastrez in minte, incatusat amorul.
Si am format o-mparatie, din lacrimi si suspine
Mormant uitat de lume, incununat de tine!
Cosciug mi-am ridicat apoi din sute de regrete
Ce le lasa-si in urma, semnandu-mi condamnare.
In inima cutitul mi-l petrec, visand din nou la tine,
Si invocand in agonie doar spectrul amintiri...
...Amintire a unei iubiri ce-a fost, s-a stins
si s-a pierdut apoi in vesnicie!
The GreeneryThe GreeneryThe Greenery8 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
I dont remember anything of what happened back then. My parents distantly recall a flash in the sky. Most people around their age do, the end of an era the first memory of an entire generation. My grandparents generation was nearly wiped out by the one that proceeded them. They were young people then, progenitors of new families, university students, travelers, artists Newly minted adults with the rest of their lives as full-fledged people in front of them. Then everything changed in a heartbeat. Unstable molecules, light turned corrupted and filthy, sinister clouds, panic, destruction, irradiated soil, burns, cancer, radiation sickness. And so, their dreams of being scientists, mothers, fathers, filmmakers, writers, astronauts, reporters, and every other job under the blotted-out sun were given up and replaced by an endless search for water and cann
Music GirlMusic Girl10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Let the music rescue you;
Flight for life when you're feeling blue.
On the dark side of the rainbow,
Black's the only hue.
Take a supernatural starship
To the heavens up above.
Through a lipstick sunset
With the person that you love.
Your music is what carries you
To another place in time;
No one seems to understand,
It's the lyrics not the rhyme.
Share with me your loneliness,
I'll help you if I can.
If only I were there with you.
I'd be your Music Man.
– Tom Wilcox 09/29/96
PerfectLike a fly buzzing aroundPerfect9 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
In my head every day,
You chew on my nerves,
Wanting me to do things your way.
And when I refuse,
You throw your tantrums.
I'm just another one,
Of your feeble victims.
To you, I might just be
Gray clouds in the skyline.
I might not be perfect in your eyes,
But I'm perfect in mine.
I'm perfect in mine.
Why should I grovel at your feet
When I can be my own king?
Why should I go back to your winter
When I'm still living my spring?
I will not, shall not, must not,
Succumb to you.
I'm not some flaw of yours,
I'm too good to be true.
At times, I huddle up
In a corner of my bed,
Waiting for you to come,
And hit me in the head.
Why do I do this,
Why should I care?
If I keep walking this way,
I'd be getting nowhere.
To you, I might just be
Gray clouds in the skyline.
I might not be perfect in your eyes,
But I'm perfect in mine.
At places where you've shred me apart,
I've knitted together the seams.
Will you stop pacing,
Stop treading on my dreams!
metamorfozete-am prins de aripi şi te-am azvârlitmetamorfoze8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
îţi scuturai aripile neliniştit,
când spuneam minciuni, când păşeam în iad.
te-am întins pe aşternut,
între cutele coastelor. te-au găsit zdrobit
sub piciorul patului,
te-nşelasem cu noaptea.
am vrut să te spânzur de-o stea; ai luat drumul
erai un Iisus cu o stea în spate.
zidit într-un vârf de creion, gemeai la atingerea
scriam scrisori altora, şi te-ai tocit.
învârtit într-un rotocol de fum, te-am condus
până la filtrul ţigării.
mi-ai ars buzele, să nu te-arunc,
să nu-ţi pierd urma, printre firimituri;
ţi-era frică de înălţime.
te-am ascuns sub mine, te ţineam de palme, gambe,
te trăgeam de păr, fugeai,
mă atingeai şi mă-ntrebai unde sunt.
nu mă recunoşteai.
te-am lăsat să arzi sub pământ,
iulie te-a făcut cenuşă - te-am arunca
Amintiri UitateDeşi locuiesc în "Eternitate",Amintiri Uitate8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Amarii corbi îţi vor aduce aminte…
Frumos a fost când am coborât,
Superb ai plâns fără rost,
Magnific m-au uitat.
Nu irosi lacrimi de plumb
Pentru un suflet de hârtie.
Înţelege-mă dincolo de tine,
Ucide-mă în amintiri,
Nu mă trezi…
...Of Music...The music flowed over her like a waterfall...Of Music...10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
No stopping its powerful embrace.
Scared, excited, passionately swept,
No telling if the chills would dissipate.
Praying no one would find her in
This euphorically blissful state,
She embraced the music flowing through
Her soul, her blood, as her young heart raced.
One little problem.The words from your mouth are like a stab in the chest,One little problem.6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And the wound takes so long to heal, a lifetime at best.
And the glare in your eyes pierces my skin like a knife,
And I feel so guilty, as if Ive ruined your life.
I could make excuses and try and shift the blame,
I could ask for forgiveness and try and explain.
I could just walk away and try to find someone new.
But theres just one little problem, Im still in love with you.
I know Ive done something wrong, and I know thats why you wont talk.
And I know that right at this moment, you want to crush my heart like chalk.
But I know that deep inside your heart you have the capacity to love me still,
And all I can say is that I love you so much and I really hope you will.
Surviving HerShes trying to drive me crazy. I know she is. There is no possible way that this is incidental. She stands there, pushing her hair gently behind her ear, taking drags off those nasty cigarettes of hers, and she looks so bored with everything. And then she smiles at me. That would be the beginning of the end.Surviving Her8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
She climbs into the car with me and sings off-key to every fucking song I used to love. Then we get home and thats when the real wild times begin. I cant watch movies without wanting to fuck the lead actress. Listening to music with female singers is a death wish for my afternoon.
Since she moved in five months ago Ive learned so much. Ive learned that the sky in fact is not blue. Nor is it really up. Ive learned that its not necessarily obvious that Arnold Schwarzeneggers face in Commando HAD to be pai
Bombshell'Dad, I'm pregnant.'Bombshell8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
His first instinct was to drive to Mark's house and beat the shit out of him. He did, and then went straight back home. She was standing in the driveway.
'Dad! What have you done?'
He opened the door. The first thing to catch his eye was the calendar.
Shit. April first.
intrebari.cat de mult ma iubesti?intrebari.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tu esti soarele din mine.
dar nu te ard?
ma doare cu-n ecou vag.
si cand sunt un nor?
tu esti ploaia de pe fata mea.
doar cad in abisul ochilor tai.
ce gasesti acolo?
de ce ma minti?
nu ma simti.
nu esti aici?
doar cand ma strigi.
vei ramane cu mine?
vrei sa ma schimb pentru tine?
orice forma vei avea eu te voi urma.
dar daca nu ai sa ma mai vezi?
te voi face sa ma astepti.
nu ma vei putea auzi?
doar cu inima te voi veghea.
ma vei ignora?
nu am vrut niciodata sa fiu altceva.
cum ma vei iubi?
ca un copil.
tu esti un copil?
doar cand te uiti la mine.
ti-e frica de mine?
mi-e frica de mine.
nu voi afla?
nu ar conta.
doar in vis.
cand ne-am cunoscut?
la inceput. ne-au despartit. si apoi ne-au impartit. eu pamant...tu cer.
as putea sa zbier?
lasa-ma sa cobor.
dar unde esti?
acolo unde nu gresesti.
stii unde sa ma gasesti?
pe fata mea, pe geana mea, pe buza mea, in parul me
Trip1Trip5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I speak six languages, French on the train,
Flemish in a square, money in my top hat,
I sell the hat, travel on, Italian at a Cathedral,
Hebrew on a mountain, money in my flat cap,
I travel against the sun, speak music with him.
I did not lose my treasure on the crossing
and no pirates approached our ship.
The natives are civilised, for natives;
a charming prince with a nose ring performed a dance for me.
wine buckfast lager pass a smoke man the dope shroom stash smashed
out of my head can't feel my feet the bed half a pill I'm delirious dead
Strong man and the Siamese twins dig ruts for the wheels
and the acrobat brews tea in a tin kettle.
I toss my top hat at a bear, for Mother Russia has been cruel.
And in India Kerala, the south, yes reading the Edakkal Caves,
Kutti Chattan, poems of 600 BC, love, kings, Roman ships all sailing in;
the Varthamana Pusthakam travelogue. For the BBC, yes.
A good documentary, insufficient, of c
A Sonnet CallA Sonnet Call11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
No anger fills me, though i'm rather pissed
as here I stand and testify with drawl
(by stand I mean I'm propped against a wall—
I conquered seven vodkas with a twist).
My call is for a woman I once kissed;
the girl back at the bar that stopped the brawl
and told me that I had one lovely call!
As firm as metal clasped around my wrist,
her love has grasped my heart and won't let go.
My lawyer said I should not say a word,
but I must tell the world about this treat!
Inebriated glee from head to toe
that frees my heart and makes my vision blurred…
oh officer, you make my life complete.
During Murder in the DarkDuring Murder in the Dark8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
During Murder in the Dark, we played our own games.
We had a nook in the corner where nobody ever came and wed meet in there for a few moments at the beginning of every round, snatching intimate memories under the cover of darkness. It started when we were children, and was therefore childishly innocent; wed tap out messages on each others arms, using a mixture of Morse code and our own kind of shorthand that made things go faster. We were thirteen when he tapped out, Can I kiss you? I tapped back Yes, and we had a new game.
It always was a game. It never failed to send shivers down my spine when, as we prepared to part, he whispered in my ear By the way, youve just been murdered. And I know it was the same for him.
Things progressed quickly and within a year I had my hand down his pants as we were making o
Despre ganduri amortiteNu mai vorbi cu mine de parca m-ai cunoaste,Despre ganduri amortite8 years ago in Open More Like This
Nu ma mai saruta, ca si cand eu sunt universul tau exterior,
Interior sau cine stie ce alte ganduri deocheate ai.
Lasa-mi sufletul liber, nu ma cunosti deloc.
Nu-mi cere sa fiu altfel
Atata timp cat nici nu stii ce sunt.
Mi-ai spus ca felul meu de a gandi este gresit,
ca simt asa cum nu ar trebui, ca sunt prea dur cu mine
Mai bine taci si nu-mi mai impune reguli,
Mai bine sarim in gol de la etaj
Se va umple asfaltul de mine.
Pentru ca far-a-ti da de veste, te-am tranformat si pe tine in mine.
Decat sa-mi ceri sa fiu ceva ce tu visezi,
Mai bine uitate-n oglida si cunoaste-te ma vei vedea pe mine.
Cand carnea de pe oasele-mi va putrezi
Si cand si lumea se va fi sfarsit
Desi la fel ca lumea tu vei fi de moarta,
Citeste ultimele mele randuri.
Despre un mine amortit in tine
Despre un mine mort despre un mine care zace
Sub acei ochi albastrii si langa alunita buclucasa de pe sanul stan
my friend friday My friend Friday spends Tuesday afternoons looking for things that no one else can find. These things are small and blend with the everyday so suitably, that they elude most of us, even after our morning coffee or cigarette. But invariably Friday finds them with ease, and sets them upon my doorstep every Wednesday morning, pawing at my breakfast with his fresh wonders.my friend friday8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I saw a boy die yesterday! He howls, the door slamming behind him. He is not in the same room as I; he is yelling this across my house at 5:30am, eliciting angry grumbles from my somber roommates. Sending the saloons doors clacking and banging, he gushes into our kitchen and tosses a mangled G.I. Joe on the table in front of me. The boy was in the car in front of me. I was driving to work, laughing at NPR, as ya do, and there in front of me, a man was flying, this man! He grins, snatching the disable veteran off the table and waving it in front of me
Nu te mai vreauNu te mai vreau,Nu te mai vreau7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Uita de mine,
Trairea mea a inceput,
Elanul iubirii vine,
Mai vreau un nou inceput.
Apusul soarelui se vede,
In urma ta, si tot mai mult,
Vine iubirea mea cea noua,
Razand cu glasul ei placut,
Ea ma iubeste si pe mine,
Acum sunt iar la inceput,
Uita acum si tu de mine.
Dont CryDont Cry12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Jenni was a little girl
Playing in the yard
When she slipped in the rain soaked grass
And fell, breaking her arm
The little three-year-old got up
With tears coming to her eyes
When her Mommy scooped her up
And quietly said Don't Cry
When she was four, watching TV
Daddy came home drunk one night
Daddy began to bicker with Mommy
And they began to fight
But Daddy got his gun
And shot Mommy in the head
Daddy cried for Mommy
But Jenni was confused; she thought Mommy was dead
Suddenly Daddy took the gun
And pushed it to the back of the throat
The last thing he heard as he pulled the trigger
Was No! Daddy No!
The police were horrified to find
When they opened the door
Jenni with her safety blanket
Scrubbing at the floor
Mommy and Daddy are messy
Jenni quietly said
Apparently oblivious to the fact
Her Mom and Dad were dead
But nothing was further from the truth
Jenni was torn up inside
But she remembered what Mommy said
She's a big girl; big girls don't cry
She went to stay with her