TearsOnce, there was a child
who didn't know which way to turn
She just sat there staring
watching her village burn.
She didn't run from the fire
Why should she run?
She was watching her people die
Soldiers killing them for fun.
She didn't scream like the others,
or even run for her life
She didn't grab something to defend herself
too filled with strive
She just sat there in silence
Tears rolling down her cheeks
Watching the soldiers kill her people
Hidden behind a pile of old bricks
She could not scream
She could not run
She could not cry
She could only wait to live,
or even to die
The fire was burning nearer and she knew she should run
Either be seen by the soldiers
or burn like the sun
But she never moved from that place
Fear and sorrow in her heart
The fire soon reached her
Burning her body and soul apart
She didn't feel any pain
Her final tear dropping on the floor
And then darkness finally took her
And she felt no more...
Is Love What Love Is?Love is a multicolored thingIs Love What Love Is?8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
filled with black and blue and shades of gray
It knocks us down when we feel tall
Rips out our hearts, feels nothing at all
Love keeps us going forever strong
Always tells us when we're wrong
To heights above makes our hearts soar
Stabs with pain like never before
Love promises to heal our soul
Return our hearts-black as coal
It keeps us warm like the sun
Kills us quietly with a gun
Love cannot be trusted, its never there
It's a house for sale. with the sign "Beware"
Traps us in a web of lies
Muffles our scream, stifles our cries
Love is a child sweet smile of hope
The only thing that helps me cope
For only in their smile I see
The world I want for you and me.
Forbidden LoveDo you not dare to look me in the eye anymore?Forbidden Love7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you deny everything that you've said?
Do you deny every feeling we've had?
Would you rather it have been a lie?
Is this about your friends?
Is this about what they'll say?
Is this about what they think?
Would you rather it they didn't judge?
Are you thinking about your image?
Are you thinking about your reputation?
Are you thinking of everyone else but you?
Would you rather it everyone didn't care anymore?
Do you refuse the truth?
Is this because it hurts?
Are you thinking of me anymore?
Would you rather have me gone from your life?
Wara lonely heartWar9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a lonely song
a lonely tear now that peace gone
a tortured soul
behind fearful eyes
having to be all that you despise
a dying hope
a raging hate
that you must fight while leaders debate
that you must die for other men's quarrels
the tears of a dying warrior's sorrows
Rainbow by chigoJanuaryRainbow by chigo7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am forced to grow up
Before my time
I get a little worse
Start to cry every night
I cling to old things
Try to turn back time
I start to write
An outlet for built-up emotion
I fall apart for real this time
Do things I now wish I hadnt
I staple up the gap in my chest
And begin hiding behind fake smiles
I retreat further behind my wall
Forgetting how to cry, laugh, or scream
I am caged
Trapped by my uselessness
I dont know what to do
Nothing seems to matter anymore
Ive snapped, it seems
Worse than before and oh so impossible to fix
I stumble upon something unexpected
A reunion, a confession, a promise
I start planning
Realizing that all is not lost
Though I am choking everyday
I am choking on rainbows
I swallow the be
CharlotteCharlotte sat at her couch, more self conscious than she had any right to be. She held her guitar in her lap, left hand forming a C chord. The right dangled loosely over the strings, not touching them. She stared at a slightly crumpled sheet of paper on the coffee table in front of her, curly locks of her uncontrollable hair (dark brown, nearly black) hung just into the view of her peripheral vision.Charlotte8 years ago in General More Like This
The wrinkled paper white, with a ring of brown coffee in the upper right corner was covered with marks made in pencil, many of them slightly smeared, indicating chord changes and lyrics she had written. She didnt actually see any of this, even though she was staring straight at it.
Because Katja was a mere five feet away, studying at the screen of Charlottes computer.
Katja was a student at the local university, working on a doctorate in literature, focusing on the Middle Ages and Renaissance of France, Spain, and England. Charlotte knew this because ever since sh
Love CursePeople say that love is such a blessingLove Curse7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That it's the most wonderful feeling
It's an insufferable curse
Nothing feels worse
Than having the one I like,I love,not love me back
Thinking about it gives me a panic attack
You've had a spot in my heart from the day we met
And now my heart is set
On being in love with you
More than just my heart
It's my mind and my soul too
I just want to sigh and leave this mess
Sleep Softly LoveHe smiled serenely as he washed his hands.Sleep Softly Love7 years ago in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
The perfect end to another perfect day.
The stains were hard to shift but with some small effort he found himself comfortable with drying his hands on the pristine white towels.
Mariannes mother bought us those. The kindly old dear always did give the most thoughtful presents. Annie insists we keep them clean, everything must be kept clean, just as Annie wants.
He calmly rooted around the cupboard and began filling his mop bucket. Hed get everything spotless for his dear sweet wife. How many years was it now? Fifteen? Gosh, how times flies.
The greying mop hit the wooden floor with a dull slap, splashing bleach and water up the walls.
Oh well, he thought. Ill have to scrub there next anyway. Annies bringing a friend round tonight, I must surprise her with a lovely clean home. She d
MemoryTake care my dear.Memory7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never forget those moments
That we held hands, we kissed, we said, I love you.
I leave you in the utmost care.
Never forget how much I loved you
How I held your hand, held you close, held your heart.
I will be back really soon, so
Never forget me or lose my love
The moments by the shore, in the park, in our hearts.
I remember those times we had,
Never forget those or me
The way I held your hand, caressed your face, loved you unconditionally.
I dream of you every night,
Never forget those special gems
The time we ran in the rain laughing, walked through a field, played in the surf.
I cannot stand being away from you.
Do you remember me?
The way I said your name, the way I held you in my arms, the way I kissed your lips?
I hope you did not forget my name.
Do your remember how I used to love you?
The way I held your hand, the way I caressed your face, the way I haunted your dreams?
Lost Child by chigoBreak, like glass.Lost Child by chigo7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like porcelain dolls and sparrow eggs.
With your clear eyes and steady smile
That hide everything.
The fragments fall away;
You look through me, blind and
Steely gears spinning, spinning
In your cracked mind.
Reach through the gaping hole in your chest,
Trembling with the need.
Comfort is doled out, you are divided.
So many to feed, so many to fill.
You fragile thing you.
They rip you apart.
Taking hold of your appendages,
Pulling, pulling, pulling.
The stitches snap, the cloth unravels.
Pity, regret, revulsion: Broken future.
You were beautiful.
You were made of clouds and dreams and
Raven feathers; pretty things.
But nothing sturdy, nothing unmarked by
Nothing solid, nothing clean.
Insanity has a nameI thought I had it all,Insanity has a name7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but, then, i saw you
It was an ordinary moment, made extraordinary.
For the longest time,
I had no idea who, or even what, you were.,
damn puberty, my mind chastised,
but I don't remember my body listening,
I sought to regain control of my eyes,
which relentlessly flew in your direction,
i couldn't concentrate,
trying to shake the sight of your smile,
the agony of trying to erase from the stubborn conscious,
my mind surrendered.
You gave birth to desires I didn't know existed,
romance movies...started making sense,
cheap, tawdry novels...now held meaning
your sadness, becomes my own,
your pain, my urge to correct,
you are mine to protect,
You...are from a different world,
but you smile the same as I do,
you're a different color,
but our hearts follow the same rhythm
does this madness have a name?
This...obsession stripped, and swept aside,
i was no longer invincible,
you were my weakness,
research into this turned up nothing,
I was on m
InsomniacStarlight, star bright,Insomniac7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
First star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Escape from the horror of dreams tonight.
Please save me from the cats that chase,
Please don't make me be the prey.
Don't steal me from my happy place
And toss me to the fray.
Let me have a dreamless sleep,
Tainted not by blood and woe.
Banish all the shadows that creep,
And don't trade my friend for foe.
Save me from the snare of ghoulish teeth
And the deathly glow of yellow eyes.
Let no monster hide beneath
The innocence of sweet cries.
Let me not disturb the demons
Who lurk in corners of my mind.
Dull the shine of lodestone beacons
That are impossible to find.
And one last whisper of the night,
The last earthly plea I'll make:
If I should die before morning's light,
My soul the night shall not take.
MasksMasksMasks7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Narrow hearts and narrow minds
Chained up soul, tortured in binds
Sharp fists, angry yells
Bruised lips and ringing bells
Darkened soul and hidden fears
Whereas you go, hurtful peers
Hidden smiles and hidden tasks
The real you hiding in masks
Love Hath ThornsTwelve red roses stand in a vase,Love Hath Thorns8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A dozen long-stemmed visions of grace.
Day after day, they grow and they bloom,
Cutting through darkness, banishing gloom
Until a foolish lover is snared by the wicked thorns
For her lost love, she weeps and she mourns.
Roses shall wilt, but so will our sorrow,
If we look to the heavens and wait til tomorrow.
What is love?What is love?What is love?7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
no one knows.
Sadness and tears and pain,
Is this what love is?
No one can answer,
none, but those with broken hearts.
But if nobody knows,
how can anyone think about it?
What is love?
What isn't love?
But should I rectify my question?
What doesn't bring us joy?
What isn't enough once you get the taste of it?
So what is love?
Still no straight answer.
And should i just believe that?
What can make us happy and sad in the same time?
What can make us feel human?
What can wash away the loneliness?
Is that what love signifies?
Well, nobody knows...
So in the end,
Love is heaven,
Love is hell,
Love is happiness,
Love is sadness,
Love is every me,
Love is every you...
Love is lies,
Love is truth,
Love is reality
And love is fantasy.
So what is love?
Well, nobody knows for sure,
Love is what you and I think it is,
Love is just la beat
And to love means to live.
100 WaysWelcome to my tattered pages,100 Ways8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart, my soul, my home.
Amidst my happiness and my rages,
There lives more than just a poem
A journal is as a journal does
Where ink and blood become the same.
They curl across the pages because
Its the 100 natures of this game.
Its 100 ways to make things right,
100 ways to do or die.
100 ramblings of loves first bite
And 100 ways to live a lie.
100 ways to make a mess,
100 ways to be hated,
Its the truth, more or less
But thats obviously still debated.
Theres 100 ways to banish sorrow
And let the light inside.
100 ways to touch tomorrow
If that light should be your guide.
100 ways to see the world
In all its unmasked glory.
100 tales will be unfurled
In 100 pages of my story.
So join the journey, join the crowd,
Meet my words, be they friend or foe.
Ill write til 100, I have vowed
So only 99 more to go.
Gone with the windPerhaps I should have seen it,Gone with the wind7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Known all along
I saw you drifting,
But still, I did nothing to anchor you
I had seen it in your eyes
The truth hidden behind your lies,
Is that all I ever really saw? A Disguise?
Youve broken them all. Pledge and vows,
Promise and ties.
When I was down,
I could always talk to you,
You were always around,
And sometimes I thought,
You needed me too.
Your heart still races.
You still smile and laugh,
Youve been happier than ever before.
But not for me.
Not because of me.
Was I a stepping stone?
Did I lay the foundation,
For your true love?
Am I nothing but a ladder?
Every day, you would make it right,
And every day, you would come to me.
You spun dreams for me,
Dreams, that blended with reality
Youve left me,
These flimsy barriers, are made of glass,
I know you can see right through.
But youve left.
I suppose, I should say,
Since youre happy,
I should be too,
Pen+PaperYou wrote it down,Pen+Paper7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With pen and paper.
Written on a single letter.
You leave me wondering,
What will I do?
You leave me frozen,
Where do I go?
Youve caught me now,
With that burning letter.
Youve scared me now,
With such a terror.
You dont know how,
Im beginning to crumble.
Youve trap me in,
Your words, such a jumble
You leave me here,
With nothing left.
You leave me lost,
By your loving theft.
The Darkness of Light Twinkle, twinkle, little light,The Darkness of Light7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Shining through the cold, dark night.
Dancing in the midnight air,
Demons, monster everywhere...
Goodbye, goodbye, little light,
Swallowed by the cold, dark night.
Mary had a little light,
Little light, little light,
Mary had a little light,
That glowed as white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went,
Mary went, Mary went,
And everywhere that Mary went,
The light was sure to go.
It followed her to school one day,
School one day, school one day,
It followed her to school one day,
And ate the teacher whole.
It made the children laugh and play,
Laugh and play, laugh and play,
It made the children laugh and play,
And then it sucked their souls.
The eensy weensy light-speck
Drifted to the nursery door.
It weaved through the room
flightless birdThe Little Girl who's Mother was a Flightless Birdflightless bird7 years ago in Horror More Like This
Here is a glittering twilight purple and silent. Rolling hills and distant winds chiming distant voices. A lone spindly tree holding only half of it's leaves and a lone figure underneath it keeping the rest of them company. A little girl.
She had never been a normal child with a moral life nor had she ever been entertained by conventional things. She was a sick child both in body and mind.
Every once in awhile while she would get sick and have to stay in bed for months. During these times she eventually became adjusted to the unrelenting pain. She would not cry out... yet, her heart was weak you see, as often weak as her spirit and far less secretive.
They sit under a poplar tree when the twilight was cold but forgiving she ponders all of this.
As the feathered death fluttered between her cold fleshy digits she found a sense of glee, she had not found this often or many times before sitting underneath that poplar tree.
beauty in imperfectionEveryone talks about death and decay,beauty in imperfection7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the selfish world of today,
I never understood them,
The world is perfect
People spoke of the pollution and destruction of the environment,
But I merely look beyond the clouds of smoke and stare at the solemn moon
And listen to the birds twittering lament.
They spoke of a barren, painful, and unforgiving tomorrow,
But I fought for the dreams and joy,
Future can bring, untainted by sorrow,
People scoffed at the reality
Id turned into a blind fantasy
Calling me crazy
Everyone finds faults in this desolate world,
I see only strengths in this wonderful world,
If they only knew
My world is you.
Whos really blind!?
'A spring love story' part1 Spring came in a flash. It is like yesterday we were fighting with snow balls and today all that is history.'A spring love story' part17 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We decided to take a long walk in the park near the campus. We always decide things by the moment, I think this is the funniest part about me and Jay. We just like to live the moment. So we decided on the park. We didnt visit it for 3 months and I guess the park really missed our laughing and the noise we made each time we went there. Said and done.
It was a warm, lovely night, the trees were in bloom and the soft wind touching my red cheeks made me feel home. And him, staring at me with those deep blue eyes... It felt like a dream. I could have sworn I was dreaming, but the moment he touched me and took my hand, I knew it wasnt a dream, it was love.
And even if we werent lovers yet, I already knew he was the one for me. My heart knew the second he
Daddy, where are the dwarfs?I watched carefully through the clinic window,Daddy, where are the dwarfs?7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Where did I go wrong?
You lay on the hospital, pale as marble,
As lively as a ghost.
You were my little angel,
Born to us when we needed you most,
Your smile was always there to light up our faces,
You brought great joy
To your mother and I.
Wasnt it just yesterday,
That you and I snuggled up in your bed,
And you laid your head close to my chest,
As you begged me to read a story,
I had laughed then,
Begging you to go to sleep.
Something about your eyes,
They made me want to fulfill your every wish.
With poorly disguised sighs,
I had gotten up, and fetched your
Book of fairy tales
I think it was then,
That it struck me
We were living a fairy tale.
You were our happily ever after.
A long day at work,
Only because Id come home to hear you say,
Daddy, daddy, how much money did you make today?
And Id laugh and say, not enough.
Then you would advise me,
You should marry a princess,
CW: The Pianist's LamentThe pianist sat.CW: The Pianist's Lament7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
His fingers brushed smoke-blackened ivory.
He closed his eyes and began to play.
The melody played.
The notes soared above the roar of the flames.
Red tongues licked at the piano's legs,
Orange fingers pried at the mahogany lid,
Timbers creaked and cracked from heat --
But still, the melody played.
White ash drifted from above,
Falling like winter's first snow,
Coating the blackened ivory with white anew.
Still, the melody played.
The pianist wept.
His nimble fingers flew across the ivory keys.
His melody was both sad and sweet,
Black smoke spiraled upwards,
A column of nothing more than memories.
The piano gave a final groan,
And the melody ceased to play.
Empty ChairsSometimes I wonder.Empty Chairs7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Is it my right, to play God?
How can I justify this slaughter? Hundreds, thousands of lives, taken for nothing but money, and the occasional look of gratitude. Before those fragile hearts even start to battle with death, I am there, to end it quickly, to extinguish that flickering light.
But is it life? Can we really call it such, when it is far less advanced than the harmless flies and ants we squash without second thought? Are we so superior, that the survival of even a single cell outweighs the millions of beasts, howling at our consciousness, slaughtered so we could dine upon their flesh?
How is this murder, if that is not? They kill without thought, thousands each day, and it is me they protest? Is that right?
Because despite all my reasoning, all my logic? Even I know: This Is Wrong.
My name is Maria.
I am thirty-one years old.
I kill babies for a living.
My job, my work, my life is death. They come in here, brave yet so weak, to face up to the reality: T