Summer's GirlSummer's Girl10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am gathering flowers for my girl.
She waits beneath the cherry tree,
couched among the leaves upon the grass.
Her beauty is no small thing,
and through the shady boughs
Summer's breath turns the twist of her braid.
The sun is sweeping clear the morning,
turning over slowly into midday
before expiring into unseeing darkness.
These garnered blooms still hardy though,
despite the shortened moments of their existence,
they will colour the chestnut hair I love.
In truth, I cannot stem this smile,
this attitude of quiet pleasure;
she has distilled it like music.
I am gathering flowers for my girl.
She waits beneath the cherry tree,
couched among the leaves upon the grass.
butane promisesi use to be such a scared little boy,butane promises4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
always running from nothing,
and screaming for everything,
and laughing and crying.
but now i am numb, sealed at the soul,
tapered at the seams, i no longer
have a pulse in rhythm or a hair in line,
i run circles around ant piles and lakes and large streams,
i want to feel alive for more than five seconds and it almost feels nice for once, but
it never satisfies what i lost, what was taken from me, what i never had.
for the last time, i am not going to count
or whisper, or scream out loud.
if i am going to die, it may as well be
silence, passion screeching against the upstairs wall,
i repeat my name over and over and over,
and maybe if i etch the letters into my skin,
maybe finding my emotions won't be as
hard as i thought it would be.
the reason i stole black pens was
to trace the lines that crack my hand
and spread the cuticles and break the cells,
creating maps of multi-continent story telling
nothings, maybe i will find a forest filled with
i'll refrain from confessionsi've grown fond of beingi'll refrain from confessions4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a three ring circus,
prancing around in
i took no part in
let's trade names,
wring someone else's
neck for once.
i've learned to
and all i am is one
down hill spiral
of a verb.
this is like
cindy lou who,
gives a fuck,
i've taught everyone
how to act like
it was so easy
next timeyou told me you were doing me a favor,next time4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you never told me you were stripping me
of my emotional rights, butchering the word
love between my two front teeth, and can you
please remember for at least five seconds
that i am just some silly boy stuck in his
own world, far, far from reality. and as
delusional as it may sound, fucking with his mind
isn't an art, and we may be art kids but
i know where to draw the line between
pure art, and simply dying.
if it isn't how i imagined it,
then what control do i have anymore?
i want to be able to rip the seams of my
own shirt, wash my hands a hundred times
over if need be, now can you please stop
being my mother, start being my friend,
and cease being my lover.
if adam and eve can fuck over the human race
and have a book written about them, then
why the hell can i not fuck you over,
tell you to leave, kick you out the back door,
i know i am harsh, but i am too scared
not to be.
so next time, allow me to
strip away my own skin,
singe off my own ment
Fallen Angel PoemFallen angel, please don't cry.Fallen Angel Poem3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Unfold your wings and relearn to fly.
Fallen angel, don't be scared.
You are my savior when death is there.
Fallen angel please keep strong.
Your beautiful smile is what has kept me going this long.
polycarbonate nothingssea shells sea shellspolycarbonate nothings4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
by the sea shore, place
your tendons around my
ear drums and allow me
right into never ending
owl nests and fox dens
and mattresses full of
carcasses and fingernails
hot glued to foreheads and
around ear lobes and in
decorative patterns down
and count how many
times our fingers
interlock in fields
of fiberglass forevers,
racing through cemeteries
and around tomb stones and
passing first base at dead
uncle sam and laughing
at moths stuck in flight
and deer without antlers
and fathers without wives,
don't you wish
you could be five year
old polycarbonate nothings
on a daily basis?
by the sea shore,
asteroid catacombsit's late at nightasteroid catacombs3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and i am saying incoherent things,
my brain has stopped speaking to my heart
and my heart has stopped speaking to my brain and they
are functioning in catacomb like structures of emotions not
quite ready to handle two people not quite ready to handle
feelings not quite able to handle themselves.
my love for you is as vast as the universe, convoluted
beautiful meteor showers are rimming the corners of your
tear ducts, i am catching the haze of the milky way in your
pupils, from your lips pour asteroids, shooting stars and
creations ready to burst my insides and split my spine.
i'm a boy so lost in everything that i am stuck at the dead end
of nothing, but without nothing there wouldn't be a
something or anyone or anything at all.
i'm lapping at the shore of your inclinations, swarming at
the sign of beauty and romance and romeo and juliet may
be famous but here we go, writing our own fucking play,
this isn't meant to end in death, death of the word love
perhaps, we ar
My Best FriendI always loved youMy Best Friend3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You were my best friend
But you were lying
I found in the end
The one I could trust
I was there for you
With all we've been through
How could you do this
I thought we were mates
I guess I shouldn't
Have tempted my fate
So quick was your change
Turned your back on me
Called me the bad guy
so engulfed in greed
You were so selfish
You took her away
She was my true love
That was 'til today
Now I look at you
And I look at her
And I feel betrayed
And so full of hurt
My sky has turned gray
My heart has grown cold
I lost both of you
And I've grown so old
anxietyi can't talk to youanxiety4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
anymore because i'm con-
vinced it's unhealthy
Sticks and StonesSticks and stonesSticks and Stones3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can break my bones,
But words can break my heart.
Mysterious AngelHe was elegance itself.Mysterious Angel3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The way he moved was flawless and precise.
Under the chandelier, on the ballroom floor, he was a mysterious angel.
Our eyes met, only for an instant.
His eyes, such soft yet icy blue, were alive with curiosity.
Envy pricked my heart; if only my own grey matched his tone.
His gentle, pink lips curled upward.
Oh, what a unique smile!
His smooth, golden hair complimented his pale, unscathed skin.
My heart leaped as he caressed my fingers.
An offer to waltz, followed by a feather-light kiss.
I couldn't refuse.
I felt the cool touch of his hand against my palm.
My fingers slid up to his shoulder.
Everyone else faded away.
The floating music slowly changed.
It transformed into haunting, yet romantic melody.
Dancing in this dream, together we were one.
Soon, we slowed our steps, and he led me away.
We stood under the moon now.
The stars became are only witnesses.
The wind whispered my silent wishes.
Kiss me touch me hold me don't leave me
SilhouetteShe sees creepy little masks on children's creepy little faces.Silhouette3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And red acrylics smeared across a canvas oh so delicate.
She imagines barb wire wrapped around her heart, trying to protect the sounds it holds.
She crosses out words she doesn't like.
And puts the ones she does like on r e p e a t.
r e p e a t.
We Are The HauntedSilenceWe Are The Haunted3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like a whisper
your own illusions
moving black & white
haunting the streets
words i will always tell youthey say beauty is pain,words i will always tell you4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so why aren't you
Broken GlassWords that once belonged to meBroken Glass3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Escape my icy grasp
Feelings that once guided me
Are now to far to clasp
And I can no longer remember
The sweet taste of your kiss
And the havoc wrecks my soul
That once was filled with bliss
And now my filthy hands cradle the broken glass
that was my perfect existence....
If only I had known that I
Would throw it all away
Would I have hemmed the edges
That now have started to fray
It was just one night of passion
That seemed so right at the time
It was the most vile wrong
How could I be so blind
And now my wet hands dig through the broken glass
that was my angel's breath....
I would give everything
To hold her once again
But I stained her perfection
With all my wretched sin
I would give her anything
To feel her warmth once more
Instead I carry the label
Of a dark and dirty whore
And now my bloodied hands clench the broken glass
That was her love....
StitchedLicking her stained red lipsStitched3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She whispers something about the weather
Tilting her size 0 hips
She wears the word "never"
Drinking his black, bitter coffee
In his black, fancy slacks
With his hands resting free
He just wants her back
They're getting up slowly
From a once-made bed
Their hearts pound un-knowingly
But they wish they were dead
She sews the word "love,"
In her soft glowing skin
She wanted to carve it but,
The blade wouldn't dig in
He picks up the vodka
And stumbles to the floor
He says "I don't believe in karma;
At least not anymore."
She leans on the table
On the ground where he stood
She's feeling unstable
Like anyone would
Because it was always a myth
"Love" -just a dream
But there was a shift
For them it meant something
Yet he didn't feel safe
In their cliche story
And she was afraid
Of purely built glory
They're now walking away
From the world made of glass
Saying goodbye to the days
They wore their fragile masks
Remorse is a bitch
And words can't be carved
So they're c
I Just Want To CryThere are days in my lifeI Just Want To Cry3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where I just want to
Lock myself up in my room
If You Were a BirdIf You Were a BirdIf You Were a Bird2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If you were a bird
I would delight in pinning you down
Stripping you of your feathers
And ripping off your wings
Ballad of Nature and Man AlikeBallad of Nature and Man Alike3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
eyes swimming in the orange glare of the street lights overhead,
the electrical hum bearing down on my eardrums...
shadows of trees blowing in the wind dancing over the pavement,
dead leaves skitter across the asphalt in a stiff, thin herd.
the sound of my footsteps recede back to me,
echoing off hedges and parked cars.
the moonlight tends to show parts of us
that we wish to remain hidden...
everyone deserves the chance to start over.
so keep to the shadows as much as you can,
and try to keep moving.
the longer you linger, the quicker reality will find you.
just keep going.
remember this soft breeze caressing your skin...
drench your thoughts in the distant whisper of the highway,
and the glint of dew waving up from the blades of grass.
enjoy the endless beauty in such simplicities,
dance to the ballad of Nature and Man alike.
for, when you have nothing,
it's the seemingly insignificant things you treasure the most.
there's blood on the sheetswhen my nose bleeds you can read my everythere's blood on the sheets3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
thought plain across my stark red hands, doves are
swooping down to lather in my red insecurities, they
want to be as pretty as a cardinal, or a ruby, or a
stop smelling my hands for butane, when i am
ready to go under i will alert no one first and myself
last. so stop worrying about me when i pluck cells
from my iris, spreading the plague of my emotions
like oysters baking in the sun.
cease being anything more than cells, and tissue
and organs and organ systems and alive. i'm
crumbling your insides into jars made of others and
when i toss you into lakes, if you float to the surface,
let's call it a baptism.
Behind The "Truth"Behind every "just kidding" is a spark of liesBehind The "Truth"4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Right after every "it's not your fault" is a thought of "I told you so"
Underneath every "I'm fine" is a tiny whisper for help
Inside of all the "I don't want to talk about it's" is a beg for sympathy
Behind every "I love you." Is a desperate "Don't leave me."
All of the texts of "it's fine," are lies.
And all of the "whatever's" are "leave me alone's"
Inside of every fact there's a question
And with every lie comes an answer.