Tables TurnThere is a tenderness that fades with the light,Tables Turn4 years ago in General More Like This
and follows the patterns of movement you trace,
hands dipping into spots i can't begin to reach,
fulfilling, searching, desiring.
There is hatred muffled by the wants of lust,
allowing, for just this time, peaceful coexistence,
fragile and harsh as it lashes back,
and rears out to snap it's jaws around our heads,
foregoing any other rational thoughts.
lips crushing, soft velvet, cliche thoughts,
fingers raking, raping the skin and tearing it down,
blood fading, pouring, spilling onto crimson sheets,
blending in, no care, desire and heat and lust,
no love, no touches of gentile romance or serenity.
ferocity, sharp blade, teeth,
tearing apart the walls of each other,
leaving marks, property, ownership, no one elses',
revealed, world shattering, glimpses of the tears that used to stain my eyes,
pouring from your own as it all comes back,
Mine, you are mine.
You can no longer hunt me, the tables have turned,
my enemy you are my lover, my fri
Broken wordsSo many words lost upon my lipsBroken words8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Left to linger and sour
I feel the end is near.
No more time to dream
reality won't wait
I hate feeling lonely
but what else is there for me to feel
No one is near me
No strong arms to catch me
Falling on to the razor's edge
brings the numbness back
A rain to wash my sins away
will the water be crimson or black?
Darkened skies to hide the light
Would you hear me if I cried?
If I screamed and whined
Wished to die tonight?
If I fall into the open arms of death
Would he kiss me and love me
Or carry me in silence to the end
His clammy touch against my flesh
blackened lips against my neck
my lover my truth my finality
All thats left is broken words left unsaid
Trapped EmotionsTrapped Emotions10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a storm is brewing in my soul
a pain of hurt
a great big hole
but can anything ever replace this missing limb
a part of me
a life of sin
because i was once told something so grand
if only i could capture that in a hand
a voice which made me feel warm inside
to forget everything and join this ride
but then they went agianst all that
and because i belived them i feel a twat
Mixed up emotionsAs the tears come to my eyes,Mixed up emotions6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have lost.
That is the only time they form,
When the inevitable has happened.
When life finally becomes to much.
I put up these walls,
without even realizing it.
All the pain is stored behind them.
It builds and builds,
Until finally I crack.
I break down and cry.
I hate it.
I'm not worthy to even be here,
If I can't deal with everyday life.
When I cry I am admitting defeat.
When I cry,
I acknowledge that I am a lost cause.
when I cry,
I know it is the end.
So I don't. No matter what,
No matter tha pain,
No matter the consequence.
Not matter the situation,
I do not cry.
I will not be weak,
I will not admit defeat.
I will continue to hold it all in,
It will be stored inside,
Until the damage that it is causing
Cannot be fixed.
Until I am a shell of the person I used to be.
Until then I will not cry.
no hidden meaninglet me make this simpleno hidden meaning6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
sharp and crystal clear
because you will see
and yes you will hear
these words you may not like
may even hate it's true
but that is of no matter
if my words save you
i have a message for you
if you will consent to try
to understand my meaning
instead of walking by
my message is but this
as dull as it is bright
dont go out past sunset
it gets dark at night
EmotionsEmotions are too confusingEmotions7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
There are too many
the list too long
Some I don't understand
Some I don't have
Some I want
Some I need
They are racing though my head
going faster and faster
I wonder who is winning
who is gaining
who's thier master
I sit and I hope while lost in the commotion
that when I open my eyes I'll understand these emotions.
.+:Sorrow:+..+:Sorrow:+.7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hide from your cruelty
Try to hide for days
Hide from your lies
Your evil ways
Leave me be
Constantly beating me
Oh please set me free
I can't take the pain
Save me from this torture
Before I go insane
You tell me to get up
So you can push me down once more
What do you get out of this?
What is this for?
I can beat you
I can overcome this fear
I can try to destroy you after all these years
But why is it so hard to say goodbye
To let you go?
Oh why, oh why can't I leave you
My sweet Sorrow?
SorrowI'm crying,Sorrow8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just like yesterday,
I can't help it,
I know everyone thinks i'm always happy and cheery,
But they don't know the real me,
Or the pain I try to hide everyday,
Sometimes when I'm alone they coe,
Streaming down my cheeks like raindrops,
I try to be brave but its too hard,
Sometimes I feel so lost and so cold,
Rearely does a day past without me feeling so lost and rejected,
People surround me but still they can't take away the pain or loneliness i have,
No one ever understands me,
But you understand me don't you?
My false happy smiles don't fool you,
Nor my fake laughs,
You can see right through my defences,
Looking at my heart and soul,
You could strip away each layer of defence I have,
Till the last layer and you can see why,
Whenever I cry,
Your're always there,
I don't know what to do,
All these strange feelings swimming round and round,
Your touch is soft like an angel,
Whenever you're here,
I can't cry nor feel any pain,
Nor do I feel rejected and lost,
Its just like you
Alone... With my PainOh my heart be stillAlone... With my Pain7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Let me live by my own will
Let me live with out your pain
Some thing I never want to feel again
Seething in your anger
Writhing with my pain
Just be as you were
You have nothing to gain
Watch me as I fall
Laugh as I descend
Act like it's your pain too call
Pretend you don't have anything to defend
Blood leaks from my heart
Blinding me slowly
Sanity carried away on a cart
Only hope left to flee
A Perfect Love--Not So"A Perfect Love--Not So"A Perfect Love--Not So6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Shrouded in masculinitywas
The desire of my heart
Corrupted by pain from the past
And a yearning for instant love
He was my joy, my heart, my soul
But his shell was one of deceit
Though he loved me
God knows that he loved me!
Only love at the price of death
Cloaked in masculinity
With a subtle mask of femininity
That called to the ancient man in me
Was I shrouded as well?
Hidden and wrapped in feminine charm?
Possibly, maybe but woe to manhood
The man that thrived in me
Our souls were intertwined
Knit as Jonathan and David, but corrupt
Perverted by desire in the flesh
Pleasure in the flesh
Gratifying a basic need
Consumed by the longing for affection:
I couldnt stop myself, nor could he
And we just watched each other bleed
Tear for tear, cry for cry
Together in soul and mind
Shrouded in vague distortions of comfort
A place that we had been desperate to find
But at what cost? At what price?
God forbid, no, not my life
My aspirations, my dreams
Two DragonsTwo Dragons9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There are two souls
They lie deep within opposite mounds
A dragon of crimson
heaving out fire trying to focus
A dragon of crystal
constricted by its own chill
One mound spews spheres of fire and brimstone
One mound rains particles of ice and frost
The crimson one stands up and gazes the frozen mound
The crystal one sits back and views the fiery mound
Their eyes lock
Sparks of passion fly out from their souls
The flames die down
The ice settles on the ground
One perfect moment
One beautiful dream
The dragons are seized
Seized by love for one another
They break away from their roosts
They cast away their brimstone and frost
Crimson and Crystal subside
Their visages ignite with human tones
The ragged crimson wings burn to ashes
The jagged crystal wings shatter to pieces
The fiery mound falls into the ground
Leaving a pit of brimstone
The frozen mound descends to the Earth
Icicle shards are its only remnants
Within a green field
Within a soft plain
The two dragons near
Yet, now they are no
You hold me strongYOU HOLD ME STRONGYou hold me strong5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My love is taken from me by nothing,
You hold the chains and keys to my soul,
With one small yank, I fall before you,
With a loving kiss I feel my heart jerk and quicken,
If you choose to cry, cry in my arms,
Should you lose your path, use me as a map,
My love is unwavering, growing,
I ask you to love me for me,
Will you give me your love or throw me down,
Like many before you?
Or am I to be a fool and fade away,
Like a memory of a single dream,
Will you hold on to the memories and embrace me,
Your love unwavering and strange,
Will you cling to me with all your soul and feelings?
And will you remember both the good and bad things Ive done?
And love me when you see and hear the rain,
Picture the sea, and remember the element of water,
As I feel the wind, hear your voice and feel your touch
Pulse_/_/___/_/_/___/_/___Pulse6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Life has but one promise,
In the end,
Everyone will be dead,
Nothing will be left,
Only remains of what used to be,
In our lifetimes,
That all people aren't nice,
Hate becomes more natural,
Than agreeing on what's right,
Or agreeing on what is real,
Fighting feels better,
As time passes on,
And we get older,
We say "no,"
When others would rather,
That we say "yes,"
I won't let anyone,
Tell me what I should do,
There's already a life assigned to you,
Life has one promise for me,
That someday I'll have nothing left to do in this world,
Until then, all of my life decisions are better left to me,
While I have a pulse,
And a well-functioning body,
I will do nothing,
But live life according to me,
Because there's another promise,
That life makes for me,
I'll fall in love with, and feel the pulse of, another,
If I do fo
.PULSE..PULSE.9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can take your pain
And place it inside me;
All of the horror you go through
Each day, I want to take it all from you;
I can feel you so close
Yet you're so far away;
I'm patiently waiting
To show you the way;
Lean in close to me now
If you want to hear the secret,
Take my hand and follow,
If you want see how we just fit;
Lust may be our deadly sin
But it's too late to save my skin.
Oh DannyBeing the daughter of the well-known mafia in town, Don Evagrosch, Marie was always avoided in school since young. The boys dare not disturb her or fall in love with her, the girls dare not harbour bad thoughts about her. But, Marie did not like that. Her father was a good man and she means no one any harm. She did not like the feeling of being lonely.Oh Danny4 years ago in Erotic More Like This
'Hey! What's your name?' queried a new boy, Danny, as everyone gasped.
'Ma..Ma..M...Marie Evagrosch,' she stammered. He did not seem suprise by her name and sat next to her.
Finally, a friend, she thought. Smiling throughout the lesson.
Since then, she had shown more of her friendly side and made the effort to make contact with the people around her. Danny and her had had a stable relationship for a year already.
But, that one day, she realised why Danny didn't get stunned by her name. He was a spy sent by another family, who were planning an assasination on her father. They failed, of course, but she lost her brother.
'Marie,' began Dan
my emotions are always...I keep making the mistake ofmy emotions are always...8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
meeting without meaning
while new found friends
charge laughter on my account
and that's a fine line
'til you're the
and fate always finds a way
to make that you
I'm encumbered exponentially
marked memories unimportant
when inspected by the other side
next time I'll remember
to keep hands
where they belong
A Guide to Good CriticismA Guide to Good Criticism10 years ago in Humor More Like This
There are few things in this world that are certain: death, taxes, "Love Shack" being played at a wedding reception and, if you're an artist, criticism.
Criticism is a very natural part of the creative process. As humans, we often stink with the odor of imperfection and need to be told by our peers so we can clean up with the long, hot shower of revision.
It's not a bad thing to give criticism, just as long as you're not an utter jerkwad about it. The first known lesson on providing polite, constructive criticism can be traced back to the oldest known cave paintings in Lascaux, France, where what could possibly be the world's first critic gave a particularly scathing review of a fellow Neanderthal's depiction of a bison. The artist was surprisingly gracious in giving a rebuttal for the time, waiting until the critic had fallen peacefully asleep before he smashed his skull with a large rock.
Unfortunately, some do not seem to know how to provide constructive criticism. They timidly appr
100 Themes: 1 - IntroductionDear Future Me,100 Themes: 1 - Introduction4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Um, hi. Right now it's August 16th, 2009, and I'm doing this stupid assignment in Mr. Bennington's class. I feel dumb writing this. You probably feel dumb reading this. Sorry.
So, hey, I'm in seventh grade now. Yay, I guess. I'm supposed to say what I think this year's gonna be like. But you already know what it was like, 'cause you're in the future. So I don't really get the point of this assignment...
Oh, hey, I know: If I guess right, go...I dunno, get ice cream or something. OK? OK.
I think seventh grade's gonna be just like sixth grade, only harder. And I'll get taller. Please tell me you're taller, Future Me - at least like 5' 1". And you're hair's still long, right? Dad didn't make you cut it?
Last year there was only one field trip, but I remember the eighth-graders went on three, so maybe seventh grade'll go on two? Not that it matters, I guess. By the time you read this, they probably already happened. And you didn't go on either of them. You missed one 'cause
Sunday GhostsThe fight in me has gone,Sunday Ghosts6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
probably to a better place.
There is no longer a will,
so there is no way.
I left my hope in the bottom drawer,
with those unpartnered socks
and old notes from old lovers.
I live with my imagination,
in a hideaway in my head.
On fridays I become cynical and self-critical,
disappointed with the world.
On sundays I become a ghost,
nothing, no one, nowhere
How am I supposed to exist in the world
when you don't?
The days go by
as a technicolor blur,
filled with shapes and sounds and other nouns
that I can't focus on.
It's like seeing the world through 3-D glasses
but being blind.
What is a second chance worth anymore?
Maybe I've just always been a ghost.
The Fork and the Porcupine.The other day, I met a furry porcupineThe Fork and the Porcupine.9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
He laughed, and offered to tell me of pain
We talked for hours about many things; of life
and its struggles; of misery; of death.
I walked away with a newfound knowledge
'Twas then that he stabbed me with a fork
"Hey!" I cried. "You stuck me with your fork!"
He laughed, and said "It's the way of the porcupine;
We stab you after sharing our knowledge."
I said morosely, "I'm in great pain."
He replied, "You mustn't fear death,
After all, I can just try to bring you back to life."
I simply laughed. "What do you know of life?"
He grimaced, and again brandished the fork
"Do not forget that I can bring about your death.
There is nothing more fearful than a porcupine.
We can both heal and bring great pain
For both burden and bliss come from knowledge."
I cried out in anguish, "Damn your knowledge!"
When he spoke again, his voice devoid of life,
he said, "I can understand your pain
So here, I entrust to you my fork
If you wish, you may kill this porcupine