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A Snowy Winter's SonnetA Snowy Winter's Sonnet7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Snowflakes slowly fell onto frozen ground
As the scenery turned into pure white
And snow decorated the scene without sound
Transforming land into a winter sight
Rooftops decked with glistening ice crystals
As wind blew, sending snow flying in air
Morning arrived with the sound of bird calls
As little kids rushed down stairs without care
Just to go outside to play in the snow
Sledding down the hill, building large snowman,
Having snowball fights outside in the cold
Adults shoveled snow and kids gave them a hand
For winter is here, let's give out a cheer
Enjoy the snow for now, for spring is near
To The Shoe-Box Under The BedDearest shoe-box under my bed-To The Shoe-Box Under The Bed1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
White one, with flowers pink and red-
Lately, you've been dwelling in my head.
Dearest shoe-box filled with baubles,
It's true; your top still wobbles.
You're too full of memories and squabbles.
Dearest shoe-box of worn-out thoughts,
Let me open you up, re-connect the dots.
I'm sick of letting the memories rot.
Dearest shoe-box with a blanket inside,
Look at all the trinkets those folds can hide!
There's the photo I always kept at my side.
Dearest shoe-box with secrets old and worn,
I think it's time to mend my heart, still broken and torn.
It's time to let go of the hurt and scorn.
Dearest shoe-b
politicianspoliticians1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
they'll not see any identity as wrong
they'll not see ANY fighting
[a natural corollary of identity]
as wrong
they'll always posit it as good vs evil
with their being on the side of the good
they have information, technology, weapons thereof, colour of the skin, words...
power, in short
they do not face emptiness at 3 am,
or if they do,
their emptiness is as hollow as powerless pseudo- word-smiths/band-players/graffitists
though unlike the latter they do not clutch onto the straws of words,music,images
still, just as the pseudo-ones they manage paltry abstractions
and gloat and bloat
they masquerade as polit
KnB - [AoKise] Szafirowy kolczykAnime : Kuroko no BasketKnB - [AoKise] Szafirowy kolczyk1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pairing : Aomine x Kise
„Szafirowy kolczyk”
Promienie światła wpadały przez uchylone okno, rozpraszając mrok w jakim pogrążona była mała sypialnia. Przesuwały się leniwie po błękitnej ścianie i sosnowych, prosto wykonanych meblach, wraz z upływem czasu docierając coraz bliżej dwuosobowego łóżka. Wspięły się po zagłówku i opadły na białą poduszkę, na której leżała moja głowa. Skrzywiłem się lekko i z niechęcią otworzy
For ShivvySweet and charming, energetic and kind, fun and caring, loving and beautiful.For Shivvy4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Her presense, that of an Angel. Her voice, a guiding light.
In everything she does she would try her best. Never giving up and hardworking.
Virtue above all else, supportive to the end. Understanding and forgiving.
Vivid and outstanding, she is exceptional in every way.
Youthful for eternity, Neither her grace or her charm will ever fade.
CherishHow long has it been, since I've first seen you? It felt like an eternity,Cherish4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
If this is how it ends, I'd have no regrets...so I said.
I'll remember all the memories we had, you and I...be it sad or happy, I don't want to forget.
In our little spot, with a bench and a swing...we'd always be there, under the Sun smiling.
Hey, do you remember all this? Why are you saying it's raining? It's a bright sunny day!
I understand how you feel.. through that look on your face, and I know you understand mine.
Is it raining? I'm starting to feel it too, under this grand tree we take shelter under.
I wonder if we'll stay like this, or will we lose each
untitled.i cant speak anymoreuntitled.1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
i cant speak anymore
my lipsve been burned
from own lies and words
from the shame ive earned
i found it myself
from my frail dialogues
inside my notebooks
from breaths between sobs
this is why
i cant have nice things
think before acting
reality sings
attempts to be strongdear diary, dear friend,attempts to be strong1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
dear listen or ten,
dear friends, dear mom,
dear person more strong,
dear lover, dear dad,
dear people who're mad,
dear politicians and lawyers,
dear cat in the foyer,
dear stranger on the street,
dear man i'll not meet,
dear everyone with a head,
dear body who's dead--
i have a problem, a problem or two,
i have a problem--i know i do.
i have a few things that i want to say,
i have a few feelings that get in the way.
i have a few thoughts that keep me awake,
i have a few memories that almost seem fake.
i have a few lies that've been told through the years,
i have a few smiles beneath salty tears.
i
My sunLet me burnMy sun1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let me die
If that is what it takes
For you to fly
I can then smile
As you rise to new height's
Watching as you soar
And finally take flight
I don't like hurting you
Or seeing you in tears
It pains me to see it
And raises all my fear's
But all I can do
Is sit here and weep
The silent tears
That I alone keep
I wish I could turn
Time back to before
I hurt you so bad
After trying to close that door
But my heart has never stopped
Shedding tears for what I have done
Tear's that flow for you
My rising sun.
The TruthMany know me and sayThe Truth1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
That they can see right through
Every mask I try to wear
Or anything I try to do
But what most don't realize
Is how much I keep deep down
Suppressing all that hurt's
Not letting it make a sound
I don't let anyone close
Not truly anyway
I keep them all at arm's length
And still I hope they will stay
It is not fair of me
It is not even right
For me to ask those around
To care when I hold such spite
I want to let people in
I want to feel them close
But where do I begin
I don't even know
All I know is how to hide
From everything that I feel
I think that in the shadows
Nothing that seeks me is real
Not
panic of the manicshe screams in broad daylightpanic of the manic1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
she shivers
she convulses
scared
sorry
sombre
seeing
she screams in her silences
with no words at all
she gasps
she gapes
she glares
without sound
not a tear should fall;
not a feeling be wed
to any particular person
or thought;
no person to blame,
no prisons to shame
no one to kill
but her own self
the murderous feelings
overwhelming control
no one to bleed
but her own body
nothing to shrink
in value
but soul
she lives
she breathes
she exists
she hurts
she sweats
she worries
she's got the panic of the manic
she trembles
she dies
untitledIt takes a villain to shatter bones,untitled1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
it takes a saint to give hearts a home.
It takes a pessimist to ignore his life,
it takes an opportunist to get it right.
Then comes the optimist, who knows all is well,
and also the loner in her decaying shell.
(I'm finding that if you live life alone,
you become deprived of your lucid home--
of your dreams and your thoughts and your memories there,
all in your head and you don't know it's there.
All in your head and all in your brain;
it's one of those things that'll drive you insane.)
loyaltywhen you come calling, i answer youloyalty1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
brown eyes eager
harmonious words swaying together
another child to believe
when you come calling, i answer you
gotten dirty
carry home beauty, nature
hear songs before home-bound
eager eyes brown
keeping words together
innocent smiles
untruth, you cleanse
when you come calling, i answer you
ScreamingYou don't have to have a reason to scream.Screaming1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
We realize this in the most inconvenient of times,
when anything becomes nothing
and anything is possible.
You don't have to have a reason to scream.
If you want to look sane, sure,
but who wants that anymore?
She caught her interest, many a time before,
the way she spoke,
the way she thought.
The way was was--
it was fascinating.
You don't have to have a reason to scream.
You just have to have a feeling,
which can be a reason.
But only animals put words to emotions,
right?
(Wrong.)
So she sat in her room,
hands over head,
and let it out
so only the walls
and window
and sky, w
Thanks for killing me.The night I died was a terrible night,Thanks for killing me.1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I didn't sleep well, and I couldn't sleep right
I tossed and turned and fell into thought,
I fell into regret and my heart grew taught
I would've said words to you, if I were alive.
I'm sure I'd thank you, if I didn't die
It really could've been a great display,
with words full of emotion and friendship's bouquet
If I hadn't have died, if I were not dead,
I'm sure maybe you'd feel right in the head
I'm sure that if you wouldn't leave me alone,
you'd see me as human and not a gravestone
You'd see me as a person with thoughts and a mind,
with feelings and emotions and a little more time
I'd a
turn awayher eyes are cloudedturn away1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and we watch her sink down
we watch her sink,
like a weight in the water;
we watch her fall,
like a leaf from the trees
and we do nothing but hold each other,
hold each other in fear
that maybe this rang a truth
that we never wanted to hear
we watch her die,
shriveling up slowly
we almost don't notice
and the moment we turn our backs...
im a deadI dont care any moreim a dead1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
because i dont feel anymore
and I dont feel anymore
Because you left me at the door
I wish i could feel the way i once did all those years ago
but the time has left me scared and wasted talking to you on this telephone
I want to cry like i used to
and i want to laugh like we always could
But here i sit alone
wondering what is and what never was
i cant feel the tingling in my heart from a young first love
and i cant feel the hatred that sprung from her blood
I cant feel the way i always wanted to
and i cant feel the way i should
Im not alright
but im perfectly fine
some say im crazy
but i would argue im su
when a dreamer diesdemonic symphonieswhen a dreamer dies1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
i want them to call for me
with music louder than the wind
with wind that's louder than the rain
in her storm
and leave me,
leave me
alone
leave me,
leave me alone
to remember
all the things i've lost
all the things i've gained
all the weary thoughts
all the acts of shame
all the tears i shed and all the pointless lies
i guess that's what happens when i attempt to try
i'm not bittersweet
not in the least bit
leave me be
so i can recollect
yes, i'm on my way
into the suburbs
into the cities
into the places
that are secretly pretty
and leave me,
leave me
alone
leave me,
leave me alone
to remem
wordsevery time i blinkwords2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i hear noise
it blares in my ear
more obnoxiously, each time
(focus--losing
concentration--dying
we're going under)
i clutch my head
every now and then
in total dismay
it hurts me deeper than silence
(that's a lie--
silence is the reason
i can't stand the sounds)
sounds became familiar
and we called them "words"
we gave them meanings,
you know?
we gave them meanings
words for feelings
and words for thoughts
words for actions
and places
and wonders
and sometimes, sometimes
words for words
that's where we got confused, i suppose
the words for words
we sat and traded words
(back and forth
back and
Not-Beauty and BeastI'm held in his keep,Not-Beauty and Beast2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
with his bloodied, red fists.
He's got a plague
a poem
in which he insists
It started a short while
ago, back before dawn,
my mind still dead,
still gone,
my life still withdrawn
It was hard to deal,
it was hard to breathe,
then he came 'long,
all happy,
and on life--we teethe
We stood alone, but
not far apart, he
had his miles
and I
had my old heart
The innocent died
within his changed grasp,
insanity set in,
quickly,
his life hadn't last
I died that night,
and a few times again,
waiting his return,
as if,
so psycho's reign ends
SmileSmile like you mean it.Smile2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Smile like you need to smile.
As in get it out.
Smile like you gotta grin
or give a hearty shout
Sometimes you've gotta suck it up,
suck it up and see
that maybe everything going wrong
was always meant to be
We grow and we change,
we're different each day,
we're learning new words
and things we could say
We grow and change,
we're newer each time
we get out of place
to get into line
Smile like you mean it,
smile like you got to,
smile like you see it
through all the shit you've been through
Show me yourself,
don't bother to hide.
I already know you,
you gave me some time
Smile like you mean it,
I've got 'emI've got a problem and I've got a plan,I've got 'em2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I can execute it as soon as I can
I've got a mind and I've got a heart,
both are destroyed, and it's far from art
I've got news and I've got shame,
sometimes "you" is all you can blame
I've got a dream and I'll leave on a whim,
even though my eyes are filled to the brim
I've got a smile, and I've got a frown.
I've shown you both--neither of them sound
I've got a life and I want it gone,
I guess I won't have to wait very long.
Ode to the little ashesOde to the little ashes4 years ago in Surrealism More Like This
cooper d.
3rd of august, 2009
7:36PM
“If I'm going to be anything more than average, if anyone is going to remember me, then I need to go further, in art, in life, in everything!” -Salvador Dalí
A calm, still night has befallen ears that bleed for patriotism,
on those that whistle for the birds that have stopped, on those
who scream for something they never had but dream of when
they do, like the ghostlimbs of freedom, love, reality. The
breathless surprise of an idea still rings and rings, dings, bangs,
and even gongs true when the right people raise their voices to
the truest reality of all, life.
&
Light in the DarknessLight in the Darkness5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My body feels weak,
My feelings going numb.
All I have is a constant weep.
I can't even let out a happy hum.
I wish things had gone different.
I wish I didn't fall.
This darkness I'm in is indifferent
It runs me into a wall.
I need a light,
someone who's there for me.
I need someone bright
someone I can see.
They will be my light in this darkness.
they will be my hope.
They will help me clean this mess
and get out if this constant mope.
Sta.sh
