RememberRemember me,Remember in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Even when I'm gone.
My time is almost gone.
Our time together,
It's slowly coming to an end.
I must take my leave.
We must say Goodbye.
Wait for me,
Our time is almost gone
... ... ...
Goodbye...Goodbye is a goodbye,Goodbye... in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But a goodbye is not forever.
It is only temporary,
So one day we shall meet again.
Farewell is a different goodbye.
A farewell will make you cry.
It is forever and ever,
And I cannot bear to see you cry.
So for now I shall only say goodbye,
For I cannot bear to see you cry.
And one day perhaps we shall meet again,
If the road of life brings us together,
LoversMy love has gone,Lovers in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The knight in shining armour has left.
My heart beats faintly,
Without the one I love here.
Oh, flower of the mountain,
Do not weep nor cry.
For I will return,
Shining brightly, roses in my hand.
Day by day we wait.
I look out and listen for your voice.
You look at the night sky thinking of me.
You return and my heart is complete.
The Way I know HimThe Way I know Him in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sherlock Holmes-How I know him
Sometimes there is that gleam,
a gleam so few will ever know.
Sometimes there is that smile,
a smile so few ever quite catch.
That crack in the marble facade,
That split in the ice,
That sudden spring of emotion,
not wanted but there.
There are the dark times,
those we fear,
for without the fire there can't be warmth.
Then the cold comes,
and the needle catches into the skin.
A simple word,
and he runs out the door.
That sudden discovery,
a simple observation,
it clears the fog,
it discards all other concepts
and solves the case.
Courage and LoveThey say that Courage isCourage and Love in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Something you've never faced before.
They say that Love is
Like a Rose.
At first it blooms, then it dies.
They say they are different,
I know better.
For Courage and Love are one.
You can't see one without the other.
The only way to gain Courage,
Is through Love.
The only way to Love,
Is through Courage.
So what are They?
SchizophreniaI see themSchizophrenia in Free Verse More Like This
They talk to me all the time
They tell me things
Sometimes they tell me to hurt people
People I love
People I hate
Usually a little girl visits me
Though she never grows older
She plays jacks in the living room
It constantly distracts me
My wife can't see them
And I know she thinks I'm insane
She threatens to take the baby and leave
I try to make things better so she won't
I love her too much
The people who visit me tell me the government is plotting against me
That they have put a microchip in my arm
I've tried to dig it out but can never find it
I can't stop them from coming
I want them to leave
But they won
AbuseTwisting, turning, thoughtful thinker.Abuse in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Struggle in bed, don't go to sleep,
Close your eyes, don't make a peep.
He is back and hunting his ground.
Open your slits through which you see,
A life at its conception.
The tear of pain open for all but me.
Thrust up your arm, escape.
Wailing, moaning, flashing, speed.
A life time of torment ends in pain.
Eternally yours, forever mine,
An alternate reality down the white lane.
Days in the senseIn the days of the past,Days in the sense in Concrete Poetry More Like This
In the days truly dense.
In the days that don't come,
like the days by the fence.
In the days where the mind
shows thorough recompense;
These days that give way
are the days in the sense.
In the days in the blue,
In the days soon demure.
In the days where hope won't shine,
the days we endure.
O to work through the mind
to burrow thorough recompense;
O to smile by the days
of the days in the sense.
O to run through days of down,
follow through negligence.
To prance along the meadow's ground,
through the sun's benevolence.
Through the time, relaxed sublime,
Through the sired recompense;
Moral FreedomCan we embrace the light of a new today?Moral Freedom in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Can we feel the optimism within its rays?
Can we destroy the pessimism that rightfully strays,
while our darkness inside never fades away?
Can this self-induced rank, you're proud to admit,
become the monster that will throw a fit?
Can your right of beliefs become the wrong of your griefs,
while it chooses the place where you'll have to sit?
Can we pretend that we're peculiar,
can we think that we're cooler?
Can we agree that we're seculiar,
like a dis-faulty math ruler?
Upon this paper with our minds we write,
stares the potential that shines like a dog that bites.
Within this potential
A Created SoulA little heartbeat is heard all day,A Created Soul in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
to many it's breathless; others throw it away.
a lost created soul is shared no other way,
leads a posse with a shattered dismay.
Controversy, Controversy & Controversy,
decides how one should always worry.
A wise man thinks before his fears are in a hurry,
he shows all his courage, though some find it blurry.
But me; however, I do not have a side,
I prefer self-decision than hang on for the ride.
I think before I do, unlike Bonnie & Clyde,
but i also yield for the lives who have never cried.
For all we know, his name could have been Prancer,
her could have been a leader or even cured Cancer.
WomenA beauty...Women in Free Verse More Like This
Yet so many people abuse it for greed.
A sign of what our hearts need.
Why must we Men dominate,
for pure debauchery.
Showing this fascination,
for something disgusting.
Or how we shower our manhood,
& force feed adultery.
With a side of alienation,
to a new generation.
Is this who Men are?
who have no compunctions towards a
Who enjoys these pleasures of infidelity
over the pains of a committed relationship?
Who barely show the simplest form
of a gesticulation
for the progression of women's
This makes me, a Boy who may show
one temptation, live wi
A Man's dreamA man with all his glory must take away his pride,A Man's dream in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
To achieve his dream, to end his stride.
While he'll show dismay, to show he denied,
It shows that his dream has never died.
A man must pursue a pioneer of opportunity,
A beginning of change, a plight of self-mutiny.
A man must embrace what's now absolutely,
An age of enlightenment & a mind of concernity.
A man must bring unity to all left divided,
To vagabonds with no hearts, stay undecided.
A man must show courage to those who have sided,
To the sides they trust, to hearts now confided.
But that Man must show his own loyalty,
A pledge of allegiance to his civility.
Waste lessIs this humanity;Waste less in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Or fox-faced mothers?
Are we to blame,
For the deaths of many?
Is this just a game,
for heartless minds.
To criminally wind,
or destroy what's designed?
We are nothing to many,
but something to some.
We fight for peace for integrity,
but darkness for fun.
Some think life's nothing but a joke,
but why should you care?
Since when did you care for us?
Maybe you were too busy with your pop-culture monstrosity.
What a waste!
Believe me, it's a real deal for us,
and not a skeptic plate of despair.
I don't care if you think it's disgusting,
nor if it's fair.
The World is MineIt's time I made a change,The World is Mine in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
for my friends & my life.
For the new beginnings,
& the endings' strife.
For the love under-burdened,
for the strong never hurting.
And it tears my heart, it's undeserving.
It's time I show I can shine,
that I'm worth something, that I'm next in line.
That I'm number one & not number nine,
I know I can do it, for the World is Mine.
I wish to prove that I am a man,
and not some toy you wish a ban.
I affiliate with no one; I have no clan,
and I have no fear, for I have never ran.
But change has never accepted me,
it has always been forced & never self-willingly.
Sometimes I compare myself to a ma
BonesHave you ever felt so alone?Bones in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
So silent and out of tone?
That you can't pick up the phone?
That you feel out of the zone?
Sometimes you can't help it,
But feel like a pile of bones.
Have you ever felt like your foam?
That your hair is stuck in a comb?
That your misery shines like chrome?
That your brain cannot moan?
Sometimes you can't help it,
But feel like a pile of bones.
Today, I cannot come to save,
If you're stuck in a yard that is grave.
I feel others, when they rave,
Due to it's you they truly crave.
As they walk through your minds of your valiant crusade,
You wonder & yearn as you live to persuade,
To the calamities
A thought beyond a thoughtImagine a thought that comes & goes,A thought beyond a thought in Concrete Poetry More Like This
imagine a thought with new answers to show.
Imagine a thought; to our minds, it will blow,
but the answer lies where no one knows.
This creation we seek,
in our hearts so long.
Lies and unshrouding mystery,
beyond what's beyond.
And when the waiting gets tough,
in hearts; big & strong.
We set a course for adventure,
to worlds far beyond.
But thoughts never opened,
with an existence never mocked.
Unravels this excitement,
as the clock tick-tocks.
But finding this paradox,
takes a shaunting strategy.
That frustrates the core,
where variety is the key.
That key opens a door,
to a land of
Let a thought be a thoughtLet a thought be a thought,Let a thought be a thought in Concrete Poetry More Like This
like a sentence to a word.
Let a thought be a thought,
like a feather to a bird.
Let a second be a grain,
ocean's catch to keep and sought.
Let the day not be a strain,
let a thought just be a thought.
Let a thought be a thought,
like an even to a whole.
Let a thought be a thought,
like a plan is to a goal.
Let the water run along,
turn the cheek at words of sought.
Let the rhythm swing the song,
all allowed when a thought's a thought.
Let a thought be warm to tread,
like ascending child fears.
Let a thought be buttered bread,
or sweet soft milk to soothe your tears.
Let the day be night's remor
I Wish....I wish I could take it all back,I Wish.... in Free Verse More Like This
All that time I spent with you.
I wish I could take it back,
That first time that I touched you.
When you kissed me under that tree
And got hit by that lemon,
I thought for sure that we would never in
A million years leave that blissful heaven.
But we did, when you left to fight
To protect our country and our rights.
Now you're gone and my world remains dark.
Very unlike the days when we would walk in the park.
But Time and Death are both immortal
And have called upon you to go through their portal.
If I could take it all back it would not be so bad.
I would not have known you, so would not
Underneath...Underneath the face I wear to schoolUnderneath... in Free Verse More Like This
I am slowly falling apart at the seams.
The only solace I find is in my dreams.
The face I wear is not one which
Belongs to me. I am tired and I am depressed.
Yet happy and gay is the way I dress.
Depression is an illness from which I
Cannot escape. It is there always,
Looming beneath my public face.
Life is good, this I'll freely admit.
Depression is not something to which I wish
To commit. And though this is truth,
It is not something I can cure. Because
Of this, I fear I will be depressed forevermore.
Spring Is...It's almost here!Spring Is... in Free Verse More Like This
Can't you hear it?
The pitter, patter,
Whisperings of Spring.
It's almost here!
Can't you taste it?
The drip, drop,
Flip, Flop, of
Dew in the air.
It's almost here!
Can't you feel it?
The crunch, crunch,
Melting of snow
Under your feet.
It's HIS Fault.It's HIS fault.It's HIS Fault. in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
He took you from me.
I loved you with all my heart,
I knew we would never be.
It's HIS fault.
He wanted to rip my heart in two.
Now Love is only for the proud,
And for the very few.
It's THEIR fault.
Father Time speeding up
Death's beautiful and horrific work.
It's THEIR fault.
Doctors who don't know what to do.
You lie in a hospital bed with me
Staring at and crying over you.
You got in a fight and someone
Just HAPPENED to have a knife.
I have no doubt that HE did it
Just to gain another life.
It's HIS fault.
He comes through the doorway
And stops by the bed.
He wears a black suit, shiny
Just A Little More Time...Just a little more timeJust A Little More Time... in Free Verse More Like This
That's all I need.
To locate you and
Overcome my fears.
We'll guide each other through
Good times and bad.
We'll be there for each other
In happy times and sad.
I love you and you love me.
After just a little more time
That's all we'll ever need.
We'll admit our feelings,
We'll set aside our fears.
How hard can it be to reveal
Those emotions instead of
Just going through the motions?
Well, now the time has come,
Our stalling finally done.
I can say, "I love you."
You can say, "I love you, too."
And I WasAndAnd I Was in Free Verse More Like This
There once again
Walking through the garden
Paisley plants, all guilded together
Painting a pastel guillotine of herbivores
Not there running
Away as fast as the forest could follow
The trees keeping time with me
The sparrows lined up in a row
Playing a game with me so I couldn't get through
Here in my shallow existence
Waiting for something better, not the trees,
Not the guillotine of my own being
Not here, outside of myself
Waiting to catch up, trying not to follow
The rusted old train
Still chugging along
81 Pen and Paper#81 Pen and Paper81 Pen and Paper in Free Verse More Like This
My dearest Spouse,
I will put this pen and paper to good use; I hope it to be so.
I have not been myself, these past few months, or perhaps it
Started years ago.
You remember Idaho, and how the snow was piled deep
And high on the side of the road,
And we stopped to take a picture.
There was a roll of toilet paper in the car, to use in case of emergencies,
Or if we were left stranded somewhere.
I stood with the roll and unrolled it all so that It flowed behind me
And you took a picture.
In the truck I had my feet up on the dash, toenails painted red, chipped off in places.
I can't remember where we were going
Nothing At AllI am waiting for a signNothing At All in Free Verse More Like This
I have been sitting here for a lifetime
It goes slower in hell
This sign I am waiting for
From up above
Or perhaps below
Anywhere but right where I am at
Anytime but now
Because it is not happening
My wheels are much too slow
They bog me down
Down, down, down
Into the deepest black hole
Where I am sucked into
There are misguided rabbits here
With floppy disjointed ears
One going this way and one going that
There is a spool of thread that
Is thread bare
Only showing itself
To the magic maker
To him that I will receive this sign
He makes things and people appear
From the great beyond
I said a
The TreeThe TreeThe Tree in Free Verse More Like This
Leaves have fallen, and the tree is bare
I am scared
Scared, did I say
It has gotten so quiet here
So quiet, can you hear
Where are you now
Where are you
I feel the bark, it's unevenness
A bird sings
I don't know what it says
Now while I'm lost again in this tree of ours, where you said you'd be
The Great UnravelingThe Great UnravelingThe Great Unraveling in Free Verse More Like This
Come out, Come out
We know you're not hiding
I can see the trails behind
You don't seem to be hiding so well
Not with regard to any
Sort of intelligence
We can figure out that it works like this
We are better than this
Your friends, your foe
It's the same, don't you see
Hide behind your tiller, your hoe, the rake
That brought you into this place
Why don't you come out
There's no telling, and I will not tell
But you must
You must come out of hiding
At one point, when is the moment, the great unraveling
We all know, my dear
In the way that you walk, the way
That you hold your head slightly tilted
50 Breaking The Rules#50 Breaking the rules50 Breaking The Rules in Free Verse More Like This
I supposed you want me to write
About being a bad girl
Once upon a time,
Or still, sneaking out of her bedroom window
Taking hits off of joints
Drinking vodka straight from the bottle
Before picking the kids
Up from school
Wearing a skirt to church
Without underwear on
Getting a tattoo on my wrist, big like a bracelet
Loving the feel of the needle
Buzzing and vibrating and tearing miniscule bits of skin
Droplets of blood with ink
Drinking milk from the container
Smoking crack, or doing meth
Having my teeth rot out
Dying my hair
The whitest shade of blonde
No Time100 Theme ChallengeNo Time in Free Verse More Like This
# 24 No Time
Relative, or relevant, both in this instance are the same.
It is present, and yet it has passed.
It is the same but different where you are,
Slowly moving, or running fast.
If we do not have it at all, then is it a waste
In the first place?
Simultaneously, there is another me
Walking around somewhere
In a foreign country, without a family, without a dog.
I am an important physician saving lives, killing infections.
A homeless person, I blow smoke from my cold lips,
And rub my hands together vigorously.
Are we really here or there without it, you, or me?
It is an illusion slipping from our gra
PrayPutrefied flesh canvasesPray in Free Verse More Like This
Reality is empty vodka bottles
All that I am is a cigarette burning at both ends
Your secrets are sins awaiting their revelation
HereHeretics aboundHere in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Everywhere there is sound. It is screeching.
Reality is a heathen bitch.
Elements of you are stuck to the roof of my mouth.
There Is No What IfThere is no what ifThere Is No What If in Free Verse More Like This
She cries to her only son
A twisted reminder of flesh that once loved
She says it again
There is no what if
She carries the stench of despair
In her pockets
And on the frilly duvet
On all the silverware in rows
The dog with his sensitive nose can smell it
He goes around sniffing things
And she yells at him for it
She knows what she does not want to know
And that is what kills it
Like a flesh eating bacteria
And consumes everything within sight
The four walls are clenching
And clawing at her
Their yellow painted surfaces are a mockery
A brightly hued indecision
There is no what if
Coming OutWith promises to be good,Coming Out in Free Verse More Like This
you prayed every day
and waited for the sign,
even when a songbird touched
down on the roofs of Kansas
and went hollow on your shoulder.
The shedding of teardrops,
the coming out of a heartland
from its religion.
Breathing the smoke of its ash,
and being washed clean of what
you thought you knew.
The locusts never come,
the harvest will yet fail,
but don't deny the butterfly
that carries you over pastures
of dairy cows too busy
to look up at you and judge.
Smile.Sometimes we should stop living,Smile. in Free Verse More Like This
And just be.
To forgive all those unforgiving,
To let ourselves be free.
Dance in the rain,
Smile to the clouds.
Forget your pain,
Get away from the crowds.
Be with the ones you love,
Not those filled with hate-
Not the ones unworthy of..
Turn the hands of fate.
Do not cry out your pain,
Laugh-for it will cure.
Don't live life vain,
Live life to endure.
Death is decided,
Enjoy life while you can.
Never do we live subsided,
But leave it like a man.
Smile at it all,
Smile to those you see.
Keep away from those small-
Let the haters be.
A Love Story.It means never having to say sorry.A Love Story. in Free Verse More Like This
Never being unhappy.
Our skies all starry,
Our lives never crappy.
That's what love is,
Or so I've heard.
I guess I was never his,
My heart uncured.
And now I'm broken-hearted,
I feel empty, betrayed.
My heart has departed,
My soul decayed.
Laughter can't mend,
Neither can tears.
I've lost the best friend,
I've had for years.
I'm falling apart,
I now know pain.
I should've been smart,
I should've used my brain.
My throat clenched,
My eyes burn.
My pillow drenched,
My heart will learn.
The scars on my skin fade,
But not from my heart.
They've always stayed,
They'll never part.
Broken.Broken hearts,Broken. in Free Verse More Like This
All is gone,
All is lost.
Lines are drawn,
Lines are crossed.
He said this,
She said that.
No more bliss,
No more chat.
No more love,
Just more hate.
Push becomes shove,
Love must wait.
Tears are near,
Tears are past.
A painful year,
No questions asked.
We are broken,
Forever it seems.
The words unspoken,
Ripped by dreams.
No more hate,
Time to stop.
Not too late,
Hate we'll drop.
Heart Stains.Heart stains,Heart Stains. in Free Verse More Like This
Pouring from my scars.
Release from the pains,
No need for stars.
Who can see them,
These red tears of mine?
These red gems,
Never to whine.
They fall not from my eyes,
But from my arm, my heart.
I know, it's unwise.
You'd do the same on my part.
I'm not crying for help,
I seek only escape.
I do not yelp,
I know I'm a lesser ape.
I call them battle scars.
That is, if I survive.
With chances like landing on Mars,
Is it possible to even be alive?
Being alive but dead inside.
Living life in chains,
Tired of being cast aside.
I'm a walking corpse,
I died long ago.
No expressing my woe,
Pain.Pain is our only friend,Pain. in Free Verse More Like This
The thing that never goes.
It is forever without end,
It will always be our woes.
Since the dawn of time,
It has never left.
The reason why I write this rhyme,
Minutes of happiness theft.
Broken arm, broken leg.
Minor to a broken heart.
Fragile like an egg.
Failing to break apart.
All those tears shed,
All for four letters.
All the scars bled,
Hopefully it all betters.
Painkillers only numb the pain,
For awhile we forget it's there.
For awhile life isn't profane,
For awhile everything's fair.
I can live with this,
This hurt inside.
As long as those I love have bliss,
As long as they haven't crie