Ode to CanibusA verbal visionary who's the evolution of rhyme.Ode to Canibus8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Guilty as charged, if valuing knowledge is a crime.
Metaphorical messiah meshing out meaningful lyrics
to jeers and the belittling of ignorant hysterics.
Forever inquisitive, he has an inelligence addiction
with superior intellect serving as his prescription.
Inspiration for writers to continue their craft
and to never pitfall into discouragement's shaft.
God given creativity and innovative nature,
of music's elites, maintaining an Adonis stature.
Opposition to the eternal endorsement of materialist vices,
allowing society to be in an ill-informed crisis.
Happy Birthday Sakura- Part 5**At the restaurant, waiting in line**Happy Birthday Sakura- Part 56 years ago in Teen More Like This
I thought you made reservations. I said with my face twitching.
I did, they just dont have enough tables.
Oh please, I bet you called at the last minute.
Naruto was whistling and I glared at him.
**1 Hour later**
Waiter: Your table is ready.
Finally! Im so hungry!
Heh, me too. Im really sorry for ruining your birthday Sakura.
You didnt ruin my birthday, Naruto. My birthday is fine with you around.
It was so easy to see that Naruto was blushing. The waiter overheard.
Oh its your birthday? You couldve gotten in already if you said that!
My face froze.
We cou-couldve b-been in ea-eating already!?
I felt like punching Naruto right now for being a stupid idiot. But since its done, its done. I tried to hold my anger inside.
L-lets just g-get to the table.
Happy Birthday Sakura- Part 4 Yahoo! Kiba screamed out loud. Finally the party has begun!Happy Birthday Sakura- Part 47 years ago in Teen More Like This
Do you have to yell out so loud?! Youll make my ears bleed.
You know how I am. Im wild when it comes to parties.
Yeah, okay. Well youll never guess what I did to the living room.
I hope its like your ramen convention again. Ino murmured.
Its nothing like that. I did it in a way that would surprise all of you.
Well see. But I know you, I dont think youll be able to surprise me.
Cmon already. Im waiting for you guys. Naruto yelled from the door to the living room.
How are we supposed to get through if the hallway is small and Chouji here is blocking the way?! Ino questioned.
Its not my fault Im always so hungry. Chouji said while munching on chips.
Chouji finally moves and everyone goes inside the living room.
My Soul Will EndeavorMy veins exploding with passionMy Soul Will Endeavor5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I love you in an obvious fashion
Creating these words from honest emotion
I will do anything for you with great devotion
Madness has taken over my mind
Everything you do, every movement divine
Thinking of you makes me smile inside
My feelings are strong and hard to hide
Breath quickens, my heart pounds
This is love, I recognize how it sounds
I cannot control something you stole
My last thought my last poem from my soul
Life is not worthy without you here
I want to hold you close for I fear,
That if I don't I will lose you forever
With heart filled words my soul will endeavor
Waiting for you, not knowing what to do
I'm alone in the dark just yearning for you
To light my world from the very center
Here is the key, my heart free to enter
I say I love you, I say it true
That I could never live without you
Now that I said what I needed
My Heart goes to you, my will is defeated
The Dawn 2 _ a prophecyThe Dawn 2 _ a prophecy7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Shes sun beams
Wrapped in silken skin
Bound in fine linen
Nefertiti face atop a
Bubble gum chest
Got sign of twin moons
In the back of the dress
Act like you dont know
But hell, I checked
Jiggle when she steps
Yet, incredibly fit
Solomon sang songs
But never like this
Proximity close enough
To feel the swell of full hips
Tighten the polarity
To cotton candy lips
And the sharp mind
More than heightens the gift
Glimmer in dark times
Love rekindled like
Phoenix from the ashes of
Yo yesterday life
Make you wonder if you found your
Make you want to
Re-examine your whole damned life
Beaming from butterscotch skin
Lay aside the linen,
For throaty moans and grinnin
With soul divine
One day she'll be mine
Your lips _ Buzele taleYour lips taste like sincere confessions.Your lips _ Buzele tale3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your lips taste like the coming Spring.
Your lips taste like the soul after - sometimes before - the death of the body.
Your lips taste like accomplished meditation.
Your lips taste like the energy of a thousand suns.
Your lips taste like high school depressions.
Your lips taste like the legs of a woman in M shape.
Your lips taste like The Day of the True Revolution.
Your lips taste like the city when you lie to yourself that outside is clean air.
Your lips taste like 69 on summer nights.
Your lips taste like Winter when she'd want to be Spring.
Your lips taste like the breasts of a mother.
Your lips taste like nihilism lying in the grass, with flowers around its neck.
Your lips taste like the most evolved human in the year 3000.
Your lips taste like prostitutes when their affection is sincere.
Your lips taste like planets spinning around the Earth.
Your lips taste like summer nights when, at 4-5 in the morning, everything - doesn't seem - IS p
My CrushWhere you just staring at me?My Crush6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just the thought makes me jittery.
Do you feel my heart beat,
when I hug you and our chests meet?
I've hugged you only once or twice,
but in your arms, it just felt so nice.
You're like a song forever stuck in my head,
when I should be thinking or other things you're there instead.
I can't stop reading you,
you're my favorite book.
I can't stand not to look.
At how you smile, and how you stand.
Someone pull me onto dry land.
Cause I'm swimming in my love for you.
we barely talk, this is true.
Since you live in your popular world,
with your tons of girls,
none of which are me.
It seems hopeless, but that doesn't stop me.
Maybe one day we'll end up together, then they will see.
I used to think you'd never like me, but I was surprised.
Every so often I look at you, and then I see your eyes.
looking at.. me.
It doesn't seem possible, more like a dream.
but maybe you liking me is more possible than it seems.
Whenever I'm around you,
I don't want to say anything
Molten AmbitionsMolten AmbitionsMolten Ambitions7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our flesh upon flesh . . .
in the embrace divine.
Our lips upon lips . . .
sealing the burning pact.
Into abandon and lust,
our souls, we resign . . .
and surrender ourselves,
to that which we pine.
We flicker and sigh in the zephyr light . . .
We moan and drown in the velvet dark . . .
And with the sweetest loss of control,
The beasts of our passions make their mark.
The sear of every kiss and caress . . .
The strangled sighs of silent strain . . .
The exquisite agony of lust's duress . . .
The fleshly song of our bodies' refrain . . .
Tangled limbs and CD playersTangled limbs and CD players10 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
We danced in the moonlight for an hour
While others danced in the fake lustre of floodlights
Aimed and following their idiosyncrasies
Love like ours was honest and rampant
Honest; in that you never said you loved me
Rampant; in that all we exchanged was a hundred heated passions
(Our tangled limbs stretched out
To reach for a truth, I never found)
My dark skin slips across your false, pure white complexion
And my thick Othello lips kiss your cracked, rouge cosmetic colouring
My hand parts your thighs and I move on in
To take pleasure in your dark mysteries
And build my own from shadows that caress my back
I arch in, to kiss your lips again
Then fall half-comatose, to slouch beside you
Now our tired limbs fall lifeless
Our bated breath slowing
Our hearts still thumping to the beat of Moby
On the three slot CD player
And I see it winking 12:00 o'clock at us
T.G.T.G.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you know the way that dogs do?
she hung her head out
the wind porcupine'd
licked her lips
dropped shattered mirrors
into her chest water
let the pieces simmer
inhaled the steam
and took a toke then
blew tendrils and
twigs of smoke
into the margins
of the marriage license
torn to confetti
stuffed it into gasoline-soaked
padded by her private parts
and her unshackled name and
hurled molotov freeverse
against the closed mouth
at 2 a.m.
threw major league pitches
for all the bitches
she used to catch with her pretty face
fireworks banged in
bruised from the back of his hand
bluesed by the lack of his man
but now she stands
poems in her palm
in her mind's eye
her blue song
that rises above the apartment
above the smokestacks
above the wrong -
choices and voices of poltergeists
that try in vain to claim her
but no more shame for her.
her blue song
echoes across waves of co
kyles mom[cartman] you guys this is all kyles moms fault! that she had to start this club!!kyles mom6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
[kyle] shut up cartman! [cartman] all because shes a bitch! [kyle] i said shut up cartman! [Cartman:] Weeelllll... [kyle] dont do it cartman! [Cartman:] Weeelllll... [kyle] im warning you!! [cartman] ok,ok. [kyle] im getting sick of cartman calling my mom a...
Kyle's mom's a bitch, she's a big fat bitch,
She's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world,
She's a stupid bitch, if there ever was a bitch,
She's a bitch to all the boys and girls.
[kyle]:shut your f...ing mouth cartman!
On Monday she's a bitch
On Tuesday she's a bitch
On Wednesday thru Saturday she's a bitch
Then on Sunday just to be different,
Shes u super king kamehameha bitch
Have you ever met my friend Kyle's Mom,
She's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world,
She's a mean old bitch, she has stupid hair,
She's a bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch
She's a stupid
CirclesI live my life alone always waiting for that someoneCircles5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never stopping, trying to figure it all out at once
Just moving in circles, never making forward progress
I simply stray to far from the path, but I digress
I always complicate things beyond their usefulness
Waste of resource that could have been put to better use
Accomplishing nothing worth sharing over a cold beer
Never making something of consequence or importance
Pointlessly continue to a dream in the distance
To far gone by now my life is an utter mess
I have nothing left to offer, broken and spent
Drift off, Die, never to break the circle of Conformity
Under the UmbrellaThats me under the battered umbrella, the one with the Technicolor dreamcoat and the hairstyle thats decidedly undecided. Im avoiding looking down, I expect, because Id like to be one of those confident people that smiles and says Afternoon! to everyone they pass on the gum-dappled pavements, and not someone that puts all their energy into considering abandoned takeaway packaging and coins glued to the floor by psychology students.Under the Umbrella6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Im probably thinking about poetry, or one of many arrogant young men that occasionally give me a look that could be mistaken for something meaningful. Maybe Im just wondering if the rain would sound so much like gunfire if I put the umbrella down. Undoubtedly Im so focused on my thoughts that I would jump if you said something to me. Id be embarrassed that Id jumped, so then I would snap at you, even though you were only trying to be friendly. Possibly Im thinking about that, although I
Am I Better?Words chiseled in my mindAm I Better?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like commandments on stone
Cut into rock, chisel honed
Like a razor I feel the slice
The burn goes deeper then fire
Stings more than a million bees
Who knew your words affected me so,
But they hurt me more then you know
Amazing, the feeling I get from you
But we can't show it cause you got a man
That's why that one sentence hurt the most
"I don't know what to do, but I love you"
So if you feel this way about me
Then why ain't you with me yet
We both want more but I'm afraid
That I'm not a better man then yours
Black BirdBlack Bird6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A black bird
up a gloomy trees branch
Its beak stutters,
of rabid vultures scavaging,
preying on rabbit's flesh,
searching... scanning the area,
as it tries to fix
its broken wings,
learning to fly, away
RAINFrom cerulean blue oceans at there finest zenithRAIN6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Lavishes own in vain we seek
Illustrious visions as truth would unfold
Salvation's redemption surpasses grown
Refinement so blissful in need of contempt
Deciding now what would come next
As the rain came down in all its splendor
Would I be able now to weather?
Would love fail me now at this hour
Pain elated its sullen power
Devour its victims in a murderous rise
Targeted through deception and lies
I stand at the top of the purple mountain peak
without opportunity misgivings to speak
The veil of defeat no longer in question
On this driven direction
For you are the Queen of the Earth
Through your womb creation came birth
Worth more than diamonds and gold
Only a King eager to hold
For the wind and the climate comes from your radiance
Endurance the storm that was clever
At what ever price we paid
Forgiveness we claim, as precipitation came
April's HouseThe man who would be my lover through April had a daughter.April's House9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I showed her Playboys from 1999 and she grabbed at my breasts.
In mid-April my lover's grandmother died in a Michigan hospital.
The night before we had hurried sex on a friend's floor and in his shower.
I lay naked on a dark blue couch watching B list horror movies
with names like Frankenhooker and drank carbonated strawberry wine.
The floor was covered in empty Bacardi bottles and powdered Cheetos
while the bathroom smelled of concentrated bleach and urine.
I could crawl out onto the flat tarry roof through a second story window.
On the fourth of July I sat on the functionless brick chimney and got high.
The roof in South Oakland always reminded me of Mary Poppins.
Vodka coursing through my blood, I danced like a chimney sweep.
A man with bleached hair and long nails filed to a point walked me home.
He said, Margaret, I want you, and I knew I had stayed in a house full of lies.
Katy Perry PoemKaty Perry Poem2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
We are always Waking Up In Vegas
Even though we are Hot N Cold
I may have Kissed A Girl
But I am still your Teenage Dream
I am always Thinking Of You
'yellow' new picture*'yellow' new picture*10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i wrote a song for you
and called it yellow.
stapled it to a blue dream
and planted it beneath the seams
of a turquoise horizon.
i expect it to germinate,
taint the wind with
rose petal'd scents of a
spring that would
bathe you and i till we crouched, shriveld
beneath the sun,
naked and ignored.
my love is the wings span
of a weather butterfly,
it commands the healing
powers of the cosmos,
feeding on the union
of instinct and blood,
mine is the souls's rod,
prodding the shallows of
my goal is to rhyme
with the silences between
your heart's beat,
so we can beat,
unpaused to the gates
and when we reach death,
our ghost sound patterns
will be heard on
will be heard in the mire,
wil be heard where boulders
our sonic-fied essence
will be heard by volcanoes,
erupting liquid light,
and with the might of
our-post heart beats would
ease the fears of fire,
and evapourate magma
to a warm glow...
and it shall be called... yellow.
Murder*Murder5 years ago in Horror More Like This
Sunlight shafts gently eased their way across the room through the wooden window slats. Dust motes played in them, perpetually floating, sinking and rising, with no care for the tensely quiet atmosphere or the skins they floated from. The young doctor smiled warmly at the mother and daughter across her desk, unsure as which was to be her patient. She stared into two faces full of worry, concern, confusion.
So what can I help you with today Mrs. Roberts?" she asked after discreetly glancing at the computer screen of information. Mary Roberts and thirteen year old daughter Cassie; tiny little wisp of a girl; could have easily passed for nine or ten. Neither visited often, and both had a good clean bill of health.
Well its Cassie you see Doctor! the woman almost barked. A high-pitched, terrier yap, but the doctor could tell it was from stress rather than her usual tone. As the woman breathed deeply and visibly gave herself a small shake, her voice regained
Thunderstruck SkullsMy spine twists like peeled bamboo;Thunderstruck Skulls5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am strong but not strong enough
when you come with serrated words
and lion-paws to maul my back.
Look at me, for the love
of God look at me, you say
But I don't believe in God.
How dare you utter love
and God in one breath.
I hate how your laugh echoes against my lips
because that is how you make me watch.
I cry as your fingers drip over her cheek;
You're telling her bedtime stories now
and all the while I inhale word for word
dissolving into a ghost and wishing
I was back underneath your skin.
Your raccoon pores and two-day-old cigarette smoke,
is the only place I've called home;
I don't want to go back. I can't go back.
The rest of my bones are twisting now
I am strong but not strong enough
to learn how to run.
this love is not love.this love is not love.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In my mind you haunt all day
Flashes of my memories past
Recollecting what you say
Yearn to make those moments last
High hopes that when I close my eyes
Imagine that your lips claim mine
But loneliness is by my side
And all alone I'm left each time
From starry eyed to surprised
To the depths of darkest nights
Truth withheld but never lied
Your careful words blind my sights
Waiting long and never knowing
Keep believing it's yet to come
Yet isn't love ever growing
Why then fools hearts feel so numb
This love is not love
Despaired souls cannot tell
So what do I make of
Broken dreams that you sell
title: This Love Is Not Love
by: Luana Lani
things and colours.velvet woman wakethings and colours.5 years ago in Other More Like This
he never was young
poison those who squirm and linger
with your too wild smile.
magic naked marble-man
dazzle the stars
trust her slow rhythm
likemelikeme like her broken embrace
it it it colours you and we sail
up through translucent sky