si tuan nyalang...si tuan nyalang6 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 Me5 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-10 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
RyeAndAirI was thinking you make me feel things that I couldn't buy with a million bucks.RyeAndAir8 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
A Sin?my DavidA Sin?9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sculpted of flesh and bone
firm and warm beneath my touch
you glide angelic through me
you offer yourself unabashed
there is no sins of the flesh
all creation waits
the Devil takes no interest
and God no longer cares
because my David
that is why we were made
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 couch10 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
Nervous Meets FashionableWind blows hair across my eyes.Nervous Meets Fashionable8 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.
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
Draw.Freeze.Collapse.Breathe.Paper cuts thin out toDraw.Freeze.Collapse.Breathe.8 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
An AfterthoughtI can still smell youAn Afterthought5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in my hair, when I
turn my head. And
I can still taste you
on my lips. And
when I close my
eyes I can see
you there. And
I hate it.
Fragilei.Fragile5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i wrote this for you.
i wanted you to know
that i am always
i burned my mouth on my coffee
and remembered the scorch of your lips
burning, stinging, lingering.
and i finally lost those ten pounds
that you told me i didn't need to lose
but i felt the need to be underweight
and at night, i curled my little self up in a ball
and thought of every part of me that
you could never love.
i guess a part of me always wanted
to be fragile.
you will never know how many times i saw you
in the backs of other men,
and i ran to them, calling your name
and they'd turn, confused.
they'd say, "Can I help you, miss?"
and i looked into their unfamiliar eyes
and wished with everything in me
that i could say yes.
"could you promise a certain boy
will see me again? because i seem to have
and I'd walk away disappointed
because that was the day I'd decided I would tell you:
you are the sunlight
streaming through my window in the morning.
i spend h
Hey Sunshine, you kill meLook across the room.Hey Sunshine, you kill me9 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
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
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
whichever waydon't you forget that yesterday used to be a tomorrow.whichever way6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
too long too lateit is a gentle pitytoo long too late6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that i will never know you,
and you will never know me
makeshifts and shooting starsdear diary,makeshifts and shooting stars5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
if my calculations are correct,
this is day 24.
the number of circles i've walked
around sky-scraping hopes
in worn-down shoes
filled with sand and salt.
the number of makeshifts
i have learned to make from things
that once washed up on the shore
(just like me).
the number of songs
stuck in my head
that prevent me from
hearing the ocean.
the number of stars i count
before falling asleep.
i look up at the sky
and catch myself wishing upon every shooting star
that it's actually a man-made airplane,
coming to save me.
that night we all went homeseattlethat night we all went home8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've seen you
in overlapping memory
(the contact brief
I was trying to
amidst the press
of premature ghosts
and it seemed you set a smile
in every eye that caught my own
buried by bit players
with no bids
on bigger parts
with gray days & commitments
as color crept by
hearts.I think its funny how everyone draws hearts but no one bothers to fill them in.hearts.5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
So theyre always empty?
A pause, and then, sadly: So theyre like yours.
I wish I could fill your heart in for you. I have a black pen, do you think itll help any?
When I say hearts, what do you think of?
They make things run.
But they die.
Some are rechargeable.
And most arent.
My heart gets lonely, some days. It feels like its the only star in the sky. It misses you, sometimes.
But no one was listening.
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
anthropomorphismI sleep inside your closet. Your old winter coats share stories with me because we have something in common: you havent touched us in years. You grew up, and you didnt need a jacket to stay warm, and you didnt need a girl to play house with.anthropomorphism5 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I remember the old adage when I wear your shoes. They are six sizes too big and they dont even have imprints of your toes in them, because they are your dress shoes, your dance shoes, your rain boots. Finally I find that I fit comfortably into the tennis shoes you outgrew eight years ago, but all I can judge from your little toeprints is that you hated show-and-tell because you never had anything to show.
I play the dusty video games in the box you put in here when their console became obsolete. They entertained you for a month, but so far they have entertained me for a year. Did you stow them away because you were done with them, but wanted to keep them around? If so, I will join their cause.
I hide behind a stack of your e