A Rose SpeaksA rose speaks a special tongue,A Rose Speaks6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It knows just what to say,
For it touches many hearts,
In many different ways.
It knows how to say "I love",
Your captivating way.
And that you're in my heart,
For now, and everyday.
It knows how to say thank you,
For your friendship and support,
For picking me up when I was down,
Lending strength, when I fell short.
It speaks for special occasions,
Where words just cannot fill.
For even one-thousand words,
Can't give as much a thrill.
To thee that touch my heart,
I so want to hand a rose,
But alas for now I can only,
Give you some simple prose.
AliceAlice pranced about upon a thin cordAlice5 years ago in Other More Like This
Down a rabbit hole she did spill
Drip drip drip, a trail in curiosity
It could have been a man in fuzzy slippers
Checking the time
My own little pocket watch
Reminds me that all things arent quite so fixed
When its broken
I am not illuminated by darkness
Though some are entranced by the greater fear
Stray away from happiness even though its always here?
I dont think so ,I dont think so.
Dont follow me you copycat
Even though she follows copycritter
And splashed her noose round, oh so bitter
Original! a demand
So I turn a different color
My thoughts linger over the fact
That if its a good song, I should be able to listen to it.
Will You...If I give you something,Will You...6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Will you hold it tight?
If I ask you something,
Will you make it right?
If I say I love you,
Will you say it back?
If I kiss you softly,
Will it not lack?
If I want to heal you,
Will you let me in?
If I give you my heart,
Will you help me again?
TalkH-help .Talk6 years ago in Other More Like This
What brought you here?
Its gotten to me
Are you alone?
Because I chose it
Because I chose it!
You dont need to be here you know?
You dont need to be alone
Theres more to this.
Im puzzled quiet one
Why do you think Im alone?
You do not see it.
What? See what?
Anything, not a lonesome shadow.
You dont see anything.
You see all of those people?
Theyre there though. You know that dont you?
no. I dont know that.
Blindness is weak you know. Blindness can never be strength.
They dont know anything.
Ah, so theyre there then.
.I dont know.
You can talk to them you know.
Talk to them about anything.
I dont talk. Only listen. Talking gets you nothing.
Talking gets you no where.
Not true young one.
What are you to tell me that?
You know youre lying
Admit it: what happens when you talk:
What happens when you he
HungerFeast on my flesh, feast on my fleshHunger4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You are a boy whose been bartered and blessed
Cool is this tongue that talks of my youth
But don't smolder this sweet tooth
Fore' this heart can't be sold
And though it sounds nice, besting sugar and spice
Don't feast on my flesh, for the heart is the vice
Beautiful one, boy whose known me
Crept up my frame, sent chills greedily
You are a boy whose been bartered and blessed
But why slight my life with this score through my chest,
Don't you know boy
That a heart there, rests
Heartfelt hurtBled from a long yearned confessionHeartfelt hurt6 years ago in Other More Like This
Inevitably, I accept it,
giving into a heartfelt movement
Questions keep running through my head
Stupidity whispers with intentions,
over and over
A broken record of an ever painful reminder
Bent my spine past misdirection,
to a depth of most loathing perspective and desire
a cool cloth caressing a former thought,
and easing a secret jealousy
It's not passion,
Genius provokes the mind,
In the end all that it's made are irrational decisions,
clouding the mind
and mass confusion,
creating casualties to my soul
ListenListen closelyListen5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to immortal words
that escape lips,
you might be wiser
by seeking their wisdom
than closing your mind
Jokes on youStarting in compensationJokes on you6 years ago in Other More Like This
This thorough investigation
That Id like to somehow view
What is it that comes a creeping?
A possible misleading
Of collision and caustic breathing
Thats drips the morning dew
Jump! A fire arises
Snapping heels and surprises
From all crevices and guises
A kiss of death on cue
A random thought singes
The creaks of broken hinges
Of blows and fakes and cringes
Of which you knew you never knew
Crack back the jokes on you
Killing me softlyDrink the poison, drink the wealthKilling me softly5 years ago in Other More Like This
Fade away in silent stealth
Call upon the gods of fury
Kill me quickly, softly, hurry!
Iron core in fragrant blossom
Taunting me, Im spoiled rotten
Spoiled rotten to the core
Kiss me, kill me, feed me more
Yes, its finally coming for me
String along this tempered flame
Let go of the modern world
Drop into rabbit holes
That call my name .
Give up rhyme and worry
Sensiblility, could care less
Cant you see Im just a mess?
So kill me quickly, softly, hurry .
Finding Mr. or Mrs. RightTo take that pledge,Finding Mr. or Mrs. Right6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
an eternal vow,
and be that person
they know so well
to have and hold
for all their life
could be the one day
you find the right
Mr. or Mrs.
whoever you are
for they mean so much more
than the name
and give so much more,
than you could possibly fake,
so stay true to yourself,
and that day
will come fast
when you are not alone,
and dont want to be at last.
The Depression of IsolationWhere did you go?The Depression of Isolation6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I long for you.
I pine for you.
Why did you leave?
I miss you so much.
I think of you.
What did I do?
I want to hug you.
I want to kiss you.
How long will you be?
I wish you would come back.
I really hope you do.
When will you come back?
For it has been too long.
Maybe you wont,
but every night,
I pray you do.
Dead InsideDead Inside8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel the tears forming
Sitting in my eyes
But no matter what I think of
I can not cry
I feel drowsy
And am hardly awake
But no matter what I do
I can not fall asleep
I feel fatigued
And feel unstable when I walk
But no matter how uneasy I get
I don't want to eat
I feel depression setting in
That's causing this insanity
But no matter what is happening
I can't help my smiling
I'm slowly becoming numb
I feel dead inside
I feel as if my soul has left me
I'm just a body, acting on it's own
A smile on my face
With actual feelings unknown
I don't really care
What happens to me
I feel as if I'm already fading
My life is deafening
I'm already on the edge
What does it matter if I'm pushed
I'm walking past the rail
That earlier I broke
And I'm looking over the edge
Wondering if I should jump,
Because I've become numb
And I feel dead inside
I feel as if my soul has left me.
So why be alive?
Jacob BlackTall, lengthy, awkward and full of grace,Jacob Black7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A bundle of joy of a fluffy amber,
Your hand is warm against my face,
In your arms you confuse me and make me tamper.
Without you Id fall, plume to the ground,
November, December, January, on and on,
When he was away I was lost not to be found,
You open my eyes brought me to life, make me see the new dawn.
Your love is always true,
Even if you cant be fully human all the time,
Your happy nature your soft smile, you can never be blue,
Yet I can not be with you because of him, its a crime.
So just for this moment take me away,
Make it warm and bright and let your love never turn gray.
On StrengthMany people claim that strength of heart; strength of spirit is an attribute of they themselves. That because they've been through hardship, pain, and heart-ache, that they're able to take it again on their own.On Strength7 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
What none of us want to stop and consider is that strength is not a personal attribute. Our strength comes from the others around us. We have to lean back to back to stand at all. Our souls were not meant to stand alone in the wilderness and drive back the night.
You can't measure strength in lives saved or pain endured, but in the people who lend you that strength, that power. And their power is lent to them by others, so that no one has to lend too much of their own will, their own soul.
The only people who have to worry are those who stand at the connection of the many cords of paths, where the strength of our people is channeled. While the strength is there, the power is too much; they cannot handle the simple strain of passing the power along. And so that intersection beco
Serka and the Centaar ProseBelow the Berva Forest and east of the temple of Horge, lay the Great Grass Plains. From the small village of Belai, on the edge of the Berva woods, one could see the massive range of the Kahbaal mountains across these vast plains. Serka Tanalia looked out over the waves of green and gold shimmering in the afternoon sunlight, her mind wandering on the boundaries that had been forced on them for countless generations. If one wished to cross the plains, they would have to travel west to the temple of Horge and then down the guarded road to the port of Morec, that lay south-west of Belai. It took two full days to travel like this. Silly, Serka thought to herself as she scanned the fields. She had not seen any of the rumored Centaar that supposedly stalked the fields, laying in wait to capture and kill any would-be travelers. Silly tales, that's what they were. She flipped her long golden hair from her shoulder and turned to face the woods behind her. She hated to go into the woods alone bSerka and the Centaar Prose5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Macabre CelebrationsIt's only a place with pokers and wood.Macabre Celebrations5 years ago in Other More Like This
It's only a place, once kempt with fire,
but alas, it is my home
Skeletal fireflies flitter above in red and green
A timely affair as Christmas spirits rise again
Up from the grave
A boney hand grasps my shoulder
"Here you go, kid," a raspy voice
Fowl, his name, has something in his hand
Bones curled over an object
Primped in shredded ribbons
The flesh of my hand, it cringes
As I receive the object, wrapped in tarnished cloth
"Thank you," I clasp the object,
wandering it over to the tree,
Skinned and pricked with thorns
Lightning bugs, fireflies, and their luminescent eyes
Float around it
Giving an in-season glow
It's Christmas after all
He coughs, an eruption of dirt immerging from his mouth.
"Forgive me," he replies and reveals a skeletal smile
From the common cold."
A wind comes through the window, icy, swift
Teeth chatter, my own
Knees clatter, bone on bone
And I know they are Fowl's
Your Best friend is yourselfTrue friend is yourselfYour Best friend is yourself5 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
You can trust yourself.
You can count your blessings
You can listen your own advice.
You can listen your heart.
You can proud of yourself.
You dont judge yourself.
You dont lie to yourself
You dont listen your negativity
Yourself doesnt hurt you.
Yourself doesnt cheated you.
You can control yourself.
You can protect yourself.
You can recognize your limitations & your mistakes.
You can treat yourself lucky.
You can HELP yourself
You can LOVE yourself.
You can RESPECT yourself.
You will be blessed,
and you will receive the god's blessings.
LookLook beyond her curves,Look5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
hips flow down
the river of legs
to her foundation.
Look beyond her smile,
insidious and vile,
full of contempt
Look beyond her ocean eyes,
into the black hole
that has claimed
as many men as the Bermuda Triangle.
Look beyond her words,
deceit laid in wait
to ensnare her prey
Look beyond this woman,
leading men to rocks
of Medusa victims.
Look beyond this woman
and imagine more,
wait till morning
and youll see.
She Gazed Upon Her LoverShe gazed upon her lover,She Gazed Upon Her Lover6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
His eyes, still to her so bright,
Yet body was withered and gone,
Knowing his last breath be tonight.
So she sat just holding his hand,
As memories flooded her mind,
Of the sweet times they'd had,
Together, true love they did find.
She remembered that first kiss,
Sitting Under the old oak tree,
And how she felt so protected,
When in his arms she rest gently.
His eyes they turned toward her,
Cough awoke her from her daze,
She gave him a nod and smile,
Over bright eyes lay now a haze.
Remembering their times of passion,
First time it was more than a kiss,
No one ever she let touch her,
Only he made her feel such bliss.
She saw the life slowly leave him,
As he lay there on the bed,
Some strength he still mustered,
Slowly he turned his head.
His hair had been so wavy,
His muscles thick and strong,
Thru the years she was reminded,
Together they always belong.
Tried to speak to his beloved,
But could whisper only a sigh,
And as gray head she caressed,
He breathed hi
A Pawn, A Fool, A JokerA Pawn, A Fool, A Joker6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A Pawn, A Fool, A Joker,
I glimpsed them all today,
Shameful how they acted,
Their stupidity they betray.
The Pawn was quite oblivious,
Not seeing the coming strike,
The Game it seemed had changed,
While Pawn enjoyed a hike.
The Fool he danced around,
Savoring Coot Imagery'n Prose,
Idiotically thought it appropriate,
Having Delivered fragrant Red Rose.
The Joker found out too late,
Quite to his heart's alarm,
Caught, Snared, Entrapped,
Beguiled by Words that Charm.
Now this Heart feels a bit heavy,
Because, all can plainly see,
The Pawn, The Fool, The Joker,
All three dwell - inside of me.
Misguided Devotion The current so strong,Misguided Devotion5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As if gravity wasn't enough
To keep a man grounded
In one spot
For an eternity,
The constant surge
Of freshly strewn
From the duct work
Makes every stroke of my paddle
As if I partook in the lusty lotus.
Never does the river
Even as the light fades,
The violent rapids
The WolfI knowThe Wolf7 years ago in Open More Like This
I know now why on cold nights when all the warmth of kin and kind is gone
And Howl with all they are
At the pale and lonely moon
For this is what they are saying
"We are alike, you and I,
Both lonely, both alone
Let us be alone together
Me beneath the sky,
Where you seem to live
Where no star is as lonely as you and I"
And sometimes, on certain nights
There comes an answer, not from the moon
But from those kin and kind left far behind
"Never think that we have forgotten you,
You are one of us
We share the same blood, the same pain
Yours is ours, though we be far apart
So take heart, lonely one, and remember
Without you, we are lonely too"
ListeningListening6 years ago in Open More Like This
The Prince of Oddity, had a fair maiden
He no longer listened
To the Words she said
Something was missing
From his heart
She sang for him of how she felt,
Not with soft...whispery...voice
Or rhythmical tune..
But still - it was evident...
Even from afar...
Hazel eyes that longed to sparkle
To flash and splash
And look deeply into his own
Into his acceptance again
And, he turned, unnoticing.
Full moist lips longed to flit
over each blemish...each pore
To feel warmth and want again
As it had been for her before
But his busy-ness ruled him.
Soft, knowing hands longed to touch
To be caressed and feel his strength
But he only was enamored now
By screen's glow - and games of folly
And the pretty.... sought refuge.
A thousand miles away....
An ear was listening.
Of the Wanting. Knowing.
Rush Tha RhymeRush Tha RhymeRush Tha Rhyme6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Before one hitting the sun
The shadow rises
Does it remain into a crisis
Like a circus
Joyous fun to a fruit so citrus
Asking no dilemma
Bust taboo drama
A bad jam
Zap the trap
I'm busted a rap
Creation to a devotion
Hurts to feel a demotion
Emotion to struck a scene
See what I mean
Rush Tha Rhyme
Left and Right
All into the light
So damn bright
Tonight, You're here
Have no fear
Talk to me with no drought
I'm what it's all about
Don't give a pout
Just a little kiss
Am I yours to miss?
Don't give a pout
Just a heaven's bliss
Am I a fool about to get a diss?
Check the flow
Hear about the show
The game locked to grow
Kids and family
Speaking the moments and the memory
Momentarily a blow
Like the wind
I'm about to be pinned
Remembering a show with a character named Zack
Causing a stir up norm
Such a shame
Hear my name
Blast the frame
Everyone seems to feel