Perfectly ImperfectHow many times have we looked in the mirrorPerfectly Imperfect in Free Verse More Like This
Hating what looks back?
Pinching the fat we see
On our hips
Tempted to just smash it
So we would never have to look
At out degrading selves again
Sometimes we cry
Or we find other things to hate
Teeth not straight
Eye color we hate
Nose too big
Pimple here, pimple there
Self-confidence is so hard to find
When you're hit hard everyday
With advertisements saying
'This product will help you lose this many pounds!'
'Wash your impurities right away with this cleanser!'
'Fix your smile right up with invisible braces!'
'Buy this product to fix your body and imperfections!'
But the fact is no matter how big or small we may be
Or how crooked our teeth might be
Or how big our nose may be
Or any other imperfection
We are all beautiful
Exactly the way we are
Big, small, short, tall
Because we were molded to be
some nightssome nights i lay awake and replay the good times. over and over again, like a famous lullaby. i fall into my dreams and there you are, waiting for me as usual. it always plays the same. the way we used to be. happy, flawless, and so in love. everything just falls into place. squeezing our hands together so tight, you'd think they'd morph together. holding onto me as if you're afraid i'll disappear. making the promises we thought we'd keep. whispering all those sweet nothings.some nights in Emotional More Like This
some nights, i still love you.
some nights, i think you still love me too.
you're worth itwe may both be hurtingyou're worth it in Free Verse More Like This
but i know
we can also heal
one scar at a time
i'll try to touch them
with each kiss, hug, and word
i'm sure it will be
an even exchange
we still gave to learn
how to handle each other
and i know we can
piece by piece
relationships are a lot more
than love notes and poems
they are hard work
but i know you're worth it
one yearIt's been a year since I last saw you.one year in Emotional More Like This
Your wide smile.
Your camouflage hat.
You sitting in your favorite chair calling me your little 'pain in the ass.'
It became a term of endearment between us.
I still wish that day never happened. I wish everyday you were still here, and I know if thoughts and tears could bring you back, you'd be in this rocking chair again and I'd be on the couch, not having to even think about writing this.
We're still putting up with your two-faced family and mom and I refuse to believe you were ever related to those pathetic people. I think they've made mom cry more than anything else and I will never forgive them for what they've done.
It's been such a roller coaster year for mom and I since you left. I graduated high school, went into college, let loose tears like rain, broke my own heart by breaking someone else's, battled my inner demons, and have tried to keep this little family together as best as I can.
Mom said that when you first came here, all you bro
LifesaverI want to try and be there againLifesaver in Emotional More Like This
Save your life
Take your hand
And be your little rain of sunshine
In a world of rain clouds
Give you a confidence boost
To do your best
Whenever you feel like giving up
Remind you how beautiful
You are in my eyes
And how much you mean to me
Every. Single. Day.
like a broken dollPlay with me like a Rubix Cubelike a broken doll in Free Verse More Like This
Line us up on your Chess board
Paint these lies like Pictionary
'I love you' Repeat the tired line
Like a Mother Goose poem
It must be second nature to you now
I was just a toy
In this little game
The entire time
I thought that
Out of everyone
I would be worth more
You spun your own
Little web of lies
And you're still trying
To trap us all
I wish I could have known
Before it got to this
How you really are
Hiding underneath that smirk
You really don't care
About how many hearts you break
Cracking us open until we bleed
You were the bad one
All this time
And never worth
All I gave
So keep sitting there
Laughing in the background
Pretending to love
When you have no clue
Of the damage you've done
to me...To me you'll always be...to me... in Free Verse More Like This
a wonderful friend
someone I can go to anytime
a brilliant writer
a beautiful person, inside and out
someone I'll miss
someone I love
and loved as more than a friend
The Emily to my Naomi
I'll always be here whenever you need me, never forget it. And you'll always have a special place in my heart.
all I can doI want to help you stay happyall I can do in Free Verse More Like This
And be the best friend I can be
Lend a helping hand whenever it's needed
Chase bad thoughts away
Erase the invisible scars
Help you solve your problems
Keep your smile real
Be a shoulder to cry on
And comfort as best I can
That is all I can do for you for now
i promisei know i'm different. i know i mess up. i know i'm a bit of a fuck up. i know my opinions stand a bit stronger than others. i know i can be highly confusing.i promise in Emotional More Like This
but one thing i know for sure beyond anything else is that i love you.
you, my dear sweet emily, who means the world to me. i made promises to you that i plan to keep. you don't deserve anymore pain. you don't deserve to feel broken anymore. i want you. i need you.
you are my angel, my sunshine, my sweetness...all i want is you. i want to be able to repair your heart and erase your scars. i will be there for you as soon as i can be, i promise. i am proud to be yours and be in love with you. i hope someday soon i can hold you for real while we watch our childhood favorites giving each other popcorn and sneaking kisses. i want to meet all our friends and let them get to know me and hopefully like me. i want to hear you sing, to me and only me...we just need to keep being patient.
i just want you to know you are the best thing that's
wishi wish the birds would swoop downwish in Free Verse More Like This
and pick me up in their wings
to take me right to you
i wish i could hold your hand
through anything and everything
even the eye of a hurricane
i wish i could look into your eyes
look deep enough to see them sparkle
brighter than any star or diamond
i wish i could kiss you
taste those lips so sweet
better than any honey
i wish i could hear your heartbeat
listen to its rhythm like a steady drum
slowly and peacefully lulling me to sleep
but no matter how hard i wish
stars can't make it come true
so i'll settle for meeting you in my dreams
FallingYou say you wear your emotions on your sleeveFalling in Free Verse More Like This
But baby, I don't think you can see
The heart I have is ten stories up,
On the edge and ready to jump
Without a thought, without a care
Because it believes you will be there
Ready to save me before I hit the ground
I don't think it realizes that you're not around
There's no way to stop it, trust me I've tried
All that's left is to hang on for the ride
The jump leaves me breathless; then I start to fall
And I wonder if the ground hurts, if I hit it at all
Maybe he'll come, maybe he knows
The news broadcast could have interrupted his show
He'll be my hero and save the day
But deep down I know he's too far away
My world goes dark and there is only pain
Then the sky opens up and it begins to rain
The scene is gruesome, tragic at best
But isn't falling in love always a mess.
Once upon a TimeOnce upon a timeOnce upon a Time in Emotional More Like This
There was a girl
She was so full of questions
The world made her think
Made her cry
Made her smile
Her family annoyed her
But loved her
In the way only family can
Books showed her
That there is always a story to tell
Made her crave
For more than what she had
Nature calmed her nerves
Showed her real beauty
Made her want to capture it
So she could bottle it
And have it wherever she went
Art was her outlet
Writing were her emotions on paper
Friends made her laugh
Showed her how to have fun
Sisters made her patient
And gave her a temper to be scared of
He shined a light
To that part of her that she had never seen
And made her truly happy
Life has shaped her
Molded her into something new
She doesn't know
What to think half the time
And so she jots
Thoughts on paper
Longing to be read
Crying to be heard
Scared to be shown
Comfort Me.I look in the mirror and wonder what you seeComfort Me. in Free Verse More Like This
In this pathetic, fucked up mess that is me
Because what you say is beauty, vibrance, and life
I say is ugly, weak, and not right
I show you my soul, or what there is left
From all the years of self-hate and neglect
I notice you staring and I want to run
From the judgmental look I know you have on
But your hand grasps mine lightly, keeping me here
I'm afraid how soothing it is to me that your near.
Because I know you're going to leave me alone
I'm useless to you, trust me I know
"You are too good for me, this monster, this mess
I have too many flaws to possibly address
I'm selfish and needy and hateful and lost
Being with me is just too great a cost
I'll drag you down and hold you back "
But a finger on my lips stops my attack
He smiles at me and pulls me close
Whispering in my ear I mean the most,
"You are adorable, smart and crazy
Everything about you I find so amazing
Why do you do this? Why do you hate,
Yourself and the things that
Giving InWhen I cryGiving In in Free Verse More Like This
When it calls
Into its embrace
I will fall
I am hurt
And so are you
But out of its shadow
I cannot move
I am helpless
I cannot be freed
From the grip
It has on me
Will this ever change?
Can I be strong?
Get rid of this habit
That I know is wrong?
I will try
I always do
But I will give in
Just a little too soon
The day will be bad
I'll feel so hurt
And wonder how
To make my life work
And I will cry
And it will call
Then into its embrace
I will once again fall
let the night falllet the nightlet the night fall in Free Verse More Like This
never a command
or an order
just a wish
that you let it be
let the lack of light
in your inventory
embrace the use
of its cover
while you explore
daylight makes you
timid to release
let the things that go
for they would enjoy
if it were not for judgement
by sol dwellers
let forth the riders
of your fears
so they may tame
harness and saddle
the wild buckings
until broken in
and ridden to
let out your sky wandering
to the pale to the round
to the distant to pulsars
it is only in the hours
of shuttered windows
and tightly fastened doors
that we can see
our location in
let in the peace
of minimal race and buzz
citizens in dreamland
reduced electrical draw
sit by a beam
lay your arms loose
fill your lungs
let the night
Never finding the stars"I've never found the stars, for they were always too poetic for me to reach."Never finding the stars in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I looked over at her, admiring her form highlighted in the window by the moon. "You've never found them? Are they not right there in the sky?
She turned her head towards me, away from the night heavens, and her fine, frizzy, mist of humidity-curled hair blossomed slightly in the moonlight as she did so. "These are just distant representations that tell us where they are located in the galaxy, Charles. They are simply the same as a portrait of the night sky or a sonnet written about twinkling celestial bodies. They are just an author's or artist's perception of their true selves. After all, just because you can point to Africa on a map does not mean you have found it."
She put her head back in line with the window panes, and I pondered this curious creature in my room. She was full of intellect, wonder and femininity, which lef
stay upnight flies over landstay up in Free Verse More Like This
worries aspirations uncertainty
curled up under covers
some survive in dark
keeping wheels in motion
or haunted by memories
a graceful odd collage
jumble the dim peace
to silent lines
the night closes shop
delights hidden by sun
the magnificent go to slumber
(dedicated to all of us who would choose to live after the sun sets)
haiku- morning afterBedsheets gone, he smokes,haiku- morning after in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
she sleeps with hand on his thigh
and dreaming of fire.
challenge of highest groundtrying to imaginechallenge of highest ground in Free Verse More Like This
a slow single drizzle
carmel smooth delight
warm in circles
that is my perception
never pickedeach petalnever picked in Free Verse More Like This
a tender bow
to finger tip
explorer of day
tremor with rain
fear of nurture
you sip it now
unique yet of species
the light, the light and stoicismone ouncethe light, the light and stoicism in Free Verse More Like This
pure fed genuine
held between two fingers
she is moved by fumes
the poet withdraws
is the unanswer
of syllabic hasted inspiration
she insists to remain addicted
her pen flows
as a light has been found
when a light was found
scritching out perception
on one ounce lined paper
and the poet remains stoic
the way of two heartshe can't touch her distancethe way of two hearts in Free Verse More Like This
all the while
she ruminates on existence
and non-dairy creamers
he just resides
on the edge of potential
whole milk upbringing
she sees him, near-sighted
he acts in solid ways
rarely speaking, yet
and unaware lumbering grace
she just resides
on the peak support felt
in his rough hands
bringing her up, whole
they see. they are.
mumbled piano musingswhen I hearmumbled piano musings in Free Verse More Like This
or infant grand
the tiny space
between the strings
it seems where
God would resound
upon a wooden
if only inspiration
could be tuned
by a guy
from the Yellow Pages
Musing over the MoonI don't think that the moonMusing over the Moon in Free Verse More Like This
wanted to be
imagine a hot rock
released to its own path
by a collision
fission fusion of creation
among the stars
a sun with planets
piece of travel-rounded
into a steady orbit
light the night
guide the ships
pull the tides
make us wonder
let the wolves howl
night after night
about its freedom
PrimalI wax primalPrimal in Free Verse More Like This
in grunts and flesh,
with words hard as stone,
and sharp concrete conviction.
beating inside my head,
living hard until I'm dead.
You see, I am Primal
I have always been,
from beginning to end,
the hatred primeval.
Look in my eyes
you will see,
I'm made of evil,
and born of twisted dreams.
My Past is Presently FutureMy mind swims in vitriolMy Past is Presently Future in Free Verse More Like This
Corrosive thoughts form burnt offerings
Decayed and deconstructed pieces of my soul
Presented in black wrapping and blood colored bows
I backstroke through the ash, choking on smoke
Floating in the void between losing and loss
The beginning and end
The why, where and when
Lost in the poisoned hallways
The lostways of what I was then
I will wander here in wonder of what I became
Never saying goodbye to the old me, my hated friend
A weak, sad reminder of what I could have been
You see, when you say goodbye you must mean it
Else, you'll be saying hello again before the sun sets
So, you'll never get a goodbye from me old friend
I know my internal torture will never truly end
Inner Otheri open my inner eyeInner Other in Free Verse More Like This
seeing the hidden part
a secret side few ever see
it is deadly beautiful
breathing rage, it seethes
fetal but fatal
it stretches, kicking
yet no one sees the foot prints
pressing, pressure in my skull
no one sees
not a glimpse
you push too hard
go too far
then your vision will clear
and you will become witness
viewer of the beast in me
the other side
alas, death awaits
it's a gift you'll receive
for curing your curiosity
about the inner me
Fall From GraceHer wings are broken,Fall From Grace in Free Verse More Like This
bloody and torn.
Falling from grace,
landing hard in disgrace.
She curls in upon herself
the tears of a goddess run down her face,
shining evidence of her fading divinity.
She defied the blessed trinity,
denied a god
all for the sake of her devilish affinity.
You see, she loved Lucifer,
followed his lead, listened to her heart
now she bleeds,
mourning her faded divinity.
Progressive DescentShe resides in the realm of regretsProgressive Descent in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
where every memory screams blame-
shame, she glows with it,
shining like a beacon of self-hate.
She swims in the sea of despair
waves of hopelessness wash over her-
she has become a true pain connoisseur,
for she drowns in it, choking down agony.
She dances in the land of the dead
pretty pirouettes spinning in her head-
she is dizzy with stillborn insanity,
quietly raging at a loss she cannot see.
She lives in the state of lunacy
now she sees the devil in the fallacy-
what an enormous lie love can be,
open are her eyes, and it's a trickster she sees.
Now, she bathes in the blood of men
wicked, hurtful they tricked her again-
she loved and lost her mind,
in her heart, it is death they will find.
The Devil In HimHe speaks in tonguesThe Devil In Him in Free Verse More Like This
linguistically lavish words of love
the devil lives behind his lips
insinuating its way into my mind
with intriguing lies that only evil can find
Breath like fire upon my brow
issues from his mouth
like a dragon of old
hot steaming language
and I melt in the heat of him
he is my sun
I'm as soft as butter under his thumb
The devil lives in his mouth
singing the sweet serenades of love
entrancing and beguiling
until there is nothing left
nothing but his words, his eyes
and I am lost in love with him
Living Dead...it seepsLiving Dead... in Free Verse More Like This
creeping into me
acidic vapor absorbed through skin
chewing with teeth dripping flames
my soul smokes
fire from blackened holes
like dead eyes
where light no longer reaches
it is only now that I see
what slow poison life can be
until there is nothing left of me
just an empty shell
void of what I used to be
Dead Men LieIt's been two days since I removed your headDead Men Lie in Free Verse More Like This
Yet still, you speak to me.
I hear you whisper my name,
it slithers through your lips glistening with corruption,
like a newborn babe swaddled in slime.
I shiver as I hear the syllables
slipping, tripping over your dead tongue.
Ever the linguist, even now you torture me,
but you must see
your head is mine, my trophy.
I spent endless hours exacting my revenge,
eventually I grew tired as you grew cold,
and hewed your betraying head from your liars neck.
So, shut your foul rotting lips!
No longer do I wish to hear their lies
Be still, your slug-like tongue!
Soon even you will see this is the end, I have won.
But please, by all means until that day,
continue whispering to me the lies that dead men say.
Imaginary EvilsMy stomach churnsImaginary Evils in Free Verse More Like This
devilish green monsters eat at me.
They gnaw at my guts,
whispering evil secrets in my ears:
He has another
Cheat! He cheats!
I fight them-
ragged tooth to jagged nail,
but still they devour me
driving my jealous insanity.
I search for clues,
things that are not there,
feeding my internal well of despair.
So I will spend another night
locked within the phantoms of an imagined affair
Broken JourneyShe sets hardened feet onto roads of jagged glassBroken Journey in Free Verse More Like This
Blood-drop, breadcrumbs mark her tortured path
Each new step a sacrament to a sacrificial past
Slick soles slip, blood thick across razor-edged ways
Streaming, liquid rubies flow beneath her weary stare
Showing red veined trails on her road of despair
She claws, broken fingernails dragging broken body
She crawls, in desperation to reach her goal
Lacerating mind, body and shredding apart her soul
As tears mix with the last blood she has to give
She loses her fight, her will to live
Closing her tired eyes she only hopes they can forgive
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.
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 man forever crazy,
but the question is: Can change really help me?
But I know in my heart, I will find a new way,
A new beginning at what I'll say.
A new deadline that's not The Rapture of May,
and when it's tomorrow but yesterday's today,
A new light will shine a darkened way.
And I'll say it again, soon I will shine,
to prove that I'm real, that I'm next in line.
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 with shame.
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 of hearts they love to raid.
To many, you will look with a dead-listened gaze,
While you sing on how once, you will live to raise,
The Chosen One itself, that will renegade your days.
He will be a boy, with a nice & gentle heart,
Though hurt, from others apart.
He won't be crazy at what he will start,
But become something new, for the people's start.
But to you, wha
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.
He could have become an icon or a ballerina dancer,
or a military tactician; a new battle stancer.
Or he could have been fake; an unfaithful sinner,
he could have used power as his smiling grinner.
he could gesticulate his potential to unsanitize litter,
for all we know; he could have been an Adolf Hitler.
But this impending fate entwined so long,
has showed so
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.
Our life is just not a toy we can steal,
it's something we should share.
It's something we need to know about,
something you need to care.
Care, Don't care, get lost somewhere.
Do whatever! Just remember:
Our life is never waste less!
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 are words that light,
a beginning to an end of a cycle-less night.
A dilemma in which we condemn with gloom,
as if it was the day of doom.
We wish to shield as quick as soon,
before it implodes, like an injurious boom.
So say it we must, so say it too soon,
so say that we are like a rainbow cocoon.
So say this potential is a rising balloon,
so say now our lives
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.
An enforcement of peace that disfigures utility,
That embraces the joys of Human Unity.
But glory can shine once bestowing his pride,
With dreams all accomplished & completed stride.
And when dismay is acknowledged, when once denied,
That dream will forever shine for it has never died
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 remorse,
let the baseball strike what caught.
Let the world take its course,
let a thought just be a thought.
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;
Through starry halls for new a ball,
through new ground in days of sense.
And now tis time to dimmer said past,
no matter how deep nor discernibly dense.
And now tis time complete said goals to come;
to paint a white coat on the needle-dropped fence.
And now tis time to pleasure knowledge in the mind,
to follow your thorough said recompense;
And now tis time to let the leaf grow a
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 sublime.
That door opens a new world,
where time is beyond time.
Prepare yourself...for a thought
beyond a thought.
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To sever ties like a knife
To walk away from me
Right out of my life
My world is tumbling down
The ground is crumbling
I feel like I might drown
And just continue stumbling
A sister, a lover, a brother
They're all walking away
Just one after another
All from this inward pain
I know all my faults, I really do
I swear I can see what I did wrong
And I hate myself for losing all of you
Because I am so weak and far from strong
So now where do I go? I just feel so blue
I'm just so lost, can you hear my plea
I know I have to try to make it through
But I'm so afraid everyone will leave
I've been put in my place
Taken a step back now I see
This isn't all wrapped in lace
There's so much more than just me
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and beautiful, petite girls
Hair slicked back
or in tight curls
I can see the beauty in both
It doesn't matter to me
Just be yourself
And everyone is happy
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my heart is pounding
just let me be yours now
i don't know how much longer
i can hold on
i love you and you love me
how much simpler could it be
but we still must overcome one obstacle
i'd wait forever you know that
but please don't drag this out
for too much longer...
Just A DreamNatalia gave her husband one last kiss before he left. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, her fingers twisted in his hair. She did her best to take all of him in. After all, at best, she wasn't going to see him for a year.Just A Dream in Romance More Like This
"I love you." She murmured next to his ear, the words awkward on her foreign tounge. He pulled her back and smiled sadly.
"I know you do," He crushed her closer, memorizing the way her body fit his, "I love you too, Natalia. Know that." Even Natalia's icy composer was threatened under the emotional stress. She gave a nod and disentangled herself from him. Her fingers lingered in his as a commander's voice bloomed into the air. Alfred leaned in and kissed her forehead before leaving.
She watched him go and prayed he returned.
It was only a month until Alfred was due to return and Natalia was brimming with anxious excitement; when there was a knock on her door. So the went the door, irritated at the interruption.
"Must be brat or sest
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You are cordially invited to the annual World Ball.
Dress is formal; masks optional.
This is an official armistice: weapons must be forfeited at the door.
The International Affiliations Committee.
"That time of year again?" I murmured to myself as I placed the invitation on my kitchen table.
"I will go." I told myself as I looked longingly out the window.
I placed the small sapphire mask on my face, hoping to disguise myself from Ivan. Maybe then I could claim a normal dance. I headed out of the limo and towards the main gates. They registered my name and took my most obvious knife. They didn't dare ask to search the rest of my person. I made my way to the ball room and found no one of real importance. Just England, his bothers and a couple of the Asian countries.
I walked around a moment before making it out to a small garden area with a bench.
"I suppose Big Brother hasn't got here ye