si tuan nyalang...si tuan nyalang7 years ago in Other More Like This
aku hentak kakiku di dasar jurang
jalang lang lang lang lang
sudah cukup terpuruk jatuhku ini,
masih juga kau terus mendorongku
mau diapakan lagi, tuan?
tubuh telanjang menggigilku ini?
salahkan lagi peluhku,
salahkan lagi igauku,
salahkan lagi laraku,
aih, matamu nyalang sekali, tuan..
kemana dunia pelangi dulu itu,
kenapa jadi sumur gelap begini?
dan kenapa kita tidak terbang seperti dulu,
kemana lagi aku harus jatuh untuk melayang lagi?
ahh tuan, maaf saya banyak tanya, matamu makin nyalang..
cukup kau selimuti aku,
cukup kau dengar ceritaku,
cukup kau sentuh aku..
(kalau tuan mau,
kita lewati dulu malam sepi berhujan ini,
lalu besok cari pelangi
kalu tuan tidak mau, ahh..
tinggal dorong aku lagi. dan ahh..
Kiss Me, Kill MeYour beauty, it's elegant, yet,Kiss Me, Kill Me6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's filled with nothing but deceit.
Your eyes, they show
it's just one big lie.
Your kiss, it's cold, sends
Shivers down my spine,
Yet, they seem so real.
Your smile, it shines brightly,
Yet, it's filled with darkness.
Your presence it's calming,
Yet, it's frightening,
I freeze up with time.
This all means one thing-
You're my end. So,
Kiss me, kill me.
Time once spent happily, but
It burnt away. And, I was
Blindly, foolishly miserable.
Hatred from you resides in me,
You haunt my dreams.. I want to wake.
Your lips, they whisper the truth,
and it is oh so dreadful.
Your formidable plan,
-The Damned--The Damned-11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hearts aching with strain, screams of sickening pain,
Tear stained insane glares their cries pierce the night air.
'We are the things that run in the night,
The creatures of death that kill off the light,
Our screams are your nightmares, our faces your doom,
Within the shadows behind you we loom,
Here in this hell, forever to die,
Out of the darkness, on sorrow we thrive,
Bringing you anguish, we're desolate beings,
Shadows around you that aren't what they seem,
Caught in a warp of what we could be,
What we are and what we should be,
Making life's roads never straight,
We roam in the darkness, guarding the black gate,
Making you tremble, making you fear,
Making you writhe, while we draw ever near,
Warping your vision, haunting your dreams,
Chasing you down, making you scream,
Killing you slowly, you can't get away,
We hunt in the night and stalk in the day,
We are the fallen that you have forgotten
So we come like a plague leaving you rotten,'
These cries of the damned ring through the
Downhill. Lose your Drive.MONDAYMONDAY.Downhill. Lose your Drive.9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i met him today.
i met you today-
the boy that will change my life.
my feet sink in this blindingly white carpet.
there is a trail of yellow flower petals winding it's way across the floor.
i would follow it, but i'm not sure what's at the end.
i throw away my nerves and thoughts and slowly step along the path.
it's you: you're the end.
I lay in the dark and wait for the part that you sing to me. When I called you my little songbird, you grinned boyishly and gave me a half hearted shove that caused me to laugh until I fell to the floor, holding my sides. You held my hands like we were playing london bridge and told me that this was f o r e v e r .
You pushed me into the pool, but I held your sleeve, causing you to tumble in after me. We laughed and tried to keep our heads above the surface. [You cannot float when you are dragging eachother down.] We floated perfectly. my.life.is.perfect.
MyLittleFishThey said you were like a fish-MyLittleFish8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
spending your life in the depths only to resurface in a world you couldn't breathe in.
And I always thought
you were a wonderful prelude
to a damning life.
Now cover girl, you don't cover up anything.
Your makeup does not hide your flaws as you walk to the ocean and drown yourself.
The beach is your last runway, the lightening your last flash.
You yelled "Call this one 'Hollywood'" over your shoulder.
[He told me you do not know how to swim.]
"He's so handsome."
Yeah. He can't keep his hands off other girls and then some.
The boy took away the air you couldn't afford to lose.
He stomped on your lungs when you overheard him-
"She is the balloons that touch the ceiling at a birthday party.
After a few days you will want to throw her away."
Your smile crashed in the same way that the waves do.
You pulled yourself back and felt your
RyeAndAirI was thinking you make me feel things that I couldn't buy with a million bucks.RyeAndAir9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You crash my train of thought with
"Let's never talk about this or bring it up again."
"Okay. I agree."
I cant figure out what lies even mean anymore.
All I know is my eyes sting and my throat isn't working very well.
I manage a small wave and walk away as fast as I can without actually
b r e a k i n g i n t o a r u n .
Tonight I'll take pills and fall asleep with the t.v. on.
You called after me "Darling, we'll be seeing eachother soon."
I love you. And I'll never look you in the eyes again.
I woke up on the upstairs floor.
And took the elevator to the clouds.
Your sky blue eyes dont seem so deep up here.
as they did when we were at the bottom of
the ocean and every breath
I dragged in made
Draw.Freeze.Collapse.Breathe.Paper cuts thin out toDraw.Freeze.Collapse.Breathe.9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
those patheic excuse for a "Winning you back" lectures on those countless papers.
"Blahblahblah I want sympathy."
Was the loudest message received.
Nothings changed, I feel the same.
"Calculations must have gone wrong somewhere..."
Starts with a y--.
I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually.
This is Handguns vs Hands Down
Winter vs Water
Balance Beam vs Buckling Knees
Nervous Meets FashionableWind blows hair across my eyes.Nervous Meets Fashionable9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trust me. I'm trying to smile, and I'm trying my absolute best.
Gazes are still locked.
[it doesn't matter, we've lost the key anyway]
dolly dolly dolly,
the best isn't ever good enough.
The cliche love of walking on the beach has turned into a real mind hater.
I swear, I could look out over the water and see my heart sinking.
[The moon might illuminate the drowning scene.
Slow Down My Precious CargoToday I caught myself being daringSlow Down My Precious Cargo9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leaning in dangerously too far
How I got the courage too....
So lets take this all the way
Or until we both freeze up
Glued, fixed in a dead on stare.
"You make me so nervous", it slipped right out i swear.
Lets see whos "beat" can win this race.
At the moment were both ahead of the tempo.
Hey Sunshine, you kill meLook across the room.Hey Sunshine, you kill me10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm smiling,you're laughing.
But we're dying to know what we're about.
We're biting lips for different reasons
nervous as hell, pain, turn ons...
You're dropping kisses on my lips and saying "I'll see you everyday,right?"
I fall a step back and say "No... we can't."
If I'm ruining this for you, what do you think its doing for me?
We can't work it out
Loudspeakers In My CheekbonesLast evening I closeted myselfLoudspeakers In My Cheekbones7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the bathroom. I drew my arms around
and my lashes fell
like hinged boulders
to the floor.
They fastened upon a newspaper clipping that read:
Scientists Seeking Answers
To The Brains Formula For Love
It was a medium sized article
by a medium sized
I kicked it into the shower
from my porcelain throne,
and though my chin slept
comfortably on my close-by thighs
there was a rut between both eyes;
a frown. I dug holes into the tile
with my opinions
and the plastic ca ed;
We dont get headaches when our bones die
over and over
Lovers and LiarsI don't stand a chance.Lovers and Liars9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That's what I thought while I was
climbing the stairs to the seduction scene.
Same time you're thinking
"I can't seriously distress her."
Pushing the door, I'm all mechanical flutters for your masochistic stutters.
You turn slowly, smiling.
You're smiling.. but there are tears in your eyes.
How was I to know that you could still get to me?
You stitch my lips shut so my jaw won't drop.
No "are you ready's".
It's just unstitch and no promises.
Dropping breaths and picking up you
"Hey Black Lungs"
take your last drag on your cigarette.
"We're playing with fire sweetheart"
"Save regrets for later"
My blood heats but my veins are filled to capacity with misery.
Because I know there's nothing to it.
I'm so busy playing despondent that I cant figure o
too long too lateit is a gentle pitytoo long too late7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that i will never know you,
and you will never know me
uneducation of loveand Ive written youuneducation of love7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so many letters
in my head,
but my hands
AutismAutism10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hiddne in the silence
I live among the clouds.
I daydream my world
Into my life as real.
Everyone has a special place.
Their place to get away
My place is just permanent
My own sanctuary.
I may walk the street in your world
But i run thru fields in mine
I may sit and stare at something
but to me a movie is playing
You may see me wandering off
mumbling to myself
but i can see it differently
for me, i see
Dust and RosesAs I look up at the stars,Dust and Roses8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel them falling down
and turn to dust in my hand.
We wake from dreams closer to hell.
Stars are like dreams,
once all the stars have faded into dust,
all we have left is the nightmare of reality.
Dust and roses I can give you life and take it away.
ownershipBasically, it isnt November anymore.ownership7 years ago in Other More Like This
I carry my own books and my own bruises and my own fevers.
everything. but thisit was morningeverything. but this7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when you spoke to me in draughts
of sleep and stole my open
thoughts. i was awake between
your fingers interspersed with mine -
i call it collide with world tasters,
yours, and what i call my own i say
is yours, and what i called myself
is there somewhere inside your breath
and it begins inside the sandwich
of night warmth leaking through the
soft of me and you
i call it tracing the day away
with laments for the crooked moon
and his jagged holey smile
(you see even perfection is hallowed,
and this is why i say you are a book
more precious to me than an empty one.)
it was wide awake and bleeding yawns
from the lips that told me the most
beautifullest things in the entirety of
everything. but this is what it is to be
was, and this is what it is to
remember the morning.
despair on a couch "Lansing, Michigan- police today found in an apartment complex the body of art student, Tony Martin, 22, and the magled remains of several students, both current and past. Officials were shocked at how macabre the scene was."despair on a couch11 years ago in Transgressive More Like This
I always was a good kid. I studied hard, and long, in my efforts to become someone. I guess I was successful, but for the wrong reasons.
My one true love, who will only be known as Sarah, left me when i was 17. I spent the greater part of 2 years with her. When she left me, I was crushed. Life just felt lacking in substance. I became a recluse, and when she left for another college far, far away, i saw my oppertunities for a blissful life slip away. And the fact that she never called again was the heartbreaker. I soon devoted my life to finding her, and making myself whole again. It all started right after I started leaving my dorm room again.
"East Lansing, Michigan- Missing art student
Escher StairsYou could taste the dust, the dirt of eons past andEscher Stairs7 years ago in Open More Like This
with subtle licks of the tongue on air
know the distance of time there, inside the world.
Echoing steps, monsters to patter and boom and come back again,
smiling and dipping and finding placement
where the stairs crawl.
Escher stairs in the space of my footsteps,
counting and connecting the rhythm of breathing,
spacing, pacing, taking the breath of my screaming.
Silent screams against the steel-ribbons,
connected, counter-accepted as able to keep me down.
On the ground, down, down, down.
Taste the cracks in the stone,
taste the mortar, taste the dust,
taste the existence of mind.
and I can run, places, where the ledges break, crumble, fall,
I can jump, central rotation of the center of the earth.
I can float, in stairscaped existence.
Path-progressive, and you'd think it would be dark, no?
You'd think there would be no light here,
and the center-place, at the dying space of fragmented ideas.
-truth-will you meet me in the spaces-truth-7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
between our fingers
indivisible, but one
(and all the smaller pieces
that don't matter)
a hollow note
twenty minutes to dawn
(i know this because we've been here before)
in this moment, and this thing of arms and arms entwined, called embrace
this moment on soft notsosoft ground sheets
it's the same
and in this moment
this moment is again
and your voices
singing as the past
ceilings and walls
that do not house me
anymore, i hear you
you are farther away
when i am with you
than when we are
so far apart
i do not have a traditional clock
that could tick away the night
in even tones
to focus on
when i'm trying my hardest not to be awake
i only have digitalisations left
Of what a kiss should be.Today, today I felt as if I would break. In a gentle way. With the pain of some kind of realisation. Or theory. Or delusion, fitting to such strange situations. Perhaps not strange at all—same? The acidic grind of the same wheels turning the same cogs the same outcome, the same clock striking time to sleep.Of what a kiss should be.8 years ago in Post-Teen (Mature) More Like This
I don't think it's up to thinking about what I should have dones, how I could've changed things. What you could of… it's only blame. And regardless of the supposed weight lifted off of one, it never takes away the negation of the entire experience.
Why do we say we feel hollow when we can still feel? Sometimes it's only an overload of emotion. Not a lack there of. I think it's feeling paper thin. Part of, but apart, like tissue wrapping paper, translucent; like cellophane and just as gaudy. Made to be thrown away.
I think it was craft. I think it was a dress being crocheted, filling up with time, sleeves, neckline, bust, waist, hem… and then the unraveling, until all it was, was eno
One More TimeSometimes I miss you so much I can barely breathe. And it hurts my heart to know that I couldn't keep you and that I'll never see you again.One More Time8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For one last look at you, I would give up all that I have, and how far I've come. I'd wipe the slate clean and start all over if only I could find a way to make it right.