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Lab Rats"Lab Rats"Lab Rats in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All our mail is continuing to pile up
As we send our prayers higher and above
Past the angel wings that peacefully sing
Harmonies of serenity and loving things
But He can not be bothered by our useless banter
Or pointless hymns from useless cantors
The louder we sing the more He blocks us out
And yet there are still those who continue to shout
What people just refuse to understand
Is that they are already part of a master plan
A scheme which is greater than you or me
And one that is more powerful than we could ever be
Like the diseases contained within our skin
We are not meant to fully understand Him
Or the secrets
My Backyard"My Backyard"My Backyard in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
After my blood has washed down the sink
I often sit in my backyard and think
When my thoughts are on the brink
Of self-destruction; out of sync
I sit and smoke and feel the breeze
I see the critters below my feet
I let them live for they are free
Free as me to live in peace
But when I leap before I step
I sit and think about regrets
Taking wagers; placing bets
Letting thoughts sink in and set
And then I feel I let them go
In the air and in the glow
Of lights above and stars at night
To the moon and of great heights
Out of sight and out of mind
Until my eyesight has gone blind
With newer things that I can find
Slums"Slums"Slums in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To all those whom I failed
I offer my sincerest apologies
I promise to leave a trail
So you can find my body
Open your bloodshot eyes
And only then you will see
The things that I despise
Laying here with me
A drug dealer to my right
A mugger stabbed and torn
A whore for sale at night
Overworked with newly born
A high school drop out
A politician who is fake
Leading us to droughts
Cleverly like a snake
A sight once so pretty
Has decayed over time
These are now our cities
Slums holding crime
We live in fear of bombs
And killers running loose
Nailing in our palms
And hunting us like moose
In the olden days
Thoug
Mavericks"Mavericks"Mavericks in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In a castle cracked and askew
Lives a maiden black and blue
Alone on her throne is where she dwells
And into the mirrors is where she yells
The bells ring and the birds sing
But she does partake in joyous things
Never had a normal childhood
Nor has she ever understood
Why her parents keep her isolated
Like a bear in the winter hibernating
But of course she is a rambunctious youth
I say she lied many times to tell the truth
She often escapes through her courtyard in fall
Whenever I arrive and signal my call
I met her once in a small town
When she got lost and could not be found
I showed her the world or at least wh
Lottery"Lottery"Lottery in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
These may be the last words I speak
As my legs now have grown weak
A shiver down my back was frozen cold
"Do not move," is what I was told
So I stood there with my arms in the air
And stared straight ahead with obvious care
The cool metal rested onto my upper back
I was unprepared for this devious attack
All I wanted was a simple cigar
From the store at the corner not so far
But little did I know on this cool, windy night
I would see my life flash before my very eyes
Moments like these you hear on the news
But never think it could happen to you
But here I was now on the brink of my demise
By the one who may cut me do
Legacy"Legacy"Legacy in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Listen to those tales
Gallant works of fiction
Buried scriptures hail
From our benedictions
They write the words they follow
Too tough to chew or swallow
Too broke to beg or borrow
So in pain they wallow
Often out of place
Like a miscast in a play
But in no way or case
Are they any less astray
The requiems they sing
In a massive, lonely choir
In hopes with joy they bring
And release straits so dire
But they're tired and in somber
Their hymns have grown quiet
In fortitude they wander
Onwards towards the riots
But who will calm them now?
Like thundering in a war
If only they could vow
And follow what they swore
Deadly Vision"Deadly Vision"Deadly Vision in Free Verse More Like This
Last night I received a warning sign
Indicting that I was going to die
By the hands of some power
Unknowingly to man or any eyes.
I couldn't even pretend
I didn't see what I saw
Because it was etched in my mind
Like a cat with his claws.
If you could imagine the way I felt
And how I crept beneath the sheets
Then you may be wondering
If it was all a dream.
I couldn't say for certain
Because the line between dreams and reality
Often get blurred once you fall asleep
And everything feels concrete.
But I do know I woke up in a cold sweat
And I bet my brain was working overtime
To come up with some sort of explana
We Are One Voice"We Are One Voice"We Are One Voice in Free Verse More Like This
We are a collective soul
We are one voice
Together we sum up the whole
Wide world of choice
We breathe the same air
We have the same cares
And though we have different minds
We carry similar worries most of the time
We take different forms
But adhere to the norms
Though we have different color eyes
Together one day we will die
We have similar darkened pasts
But we share love that can last
So don't look back to the start
Now is the time I give you my heart
Because you are me and I am you
And when I think of all you do
I see doves flying overseas
Signals of love and what was meant to be
And wh
A Letter From The Trenches"A Letter From The Trenches"A Letter From The Trenches in Free Verse More Like This
My Darling Dearest:
I miss you so very much
I have been thinking about you a lot lately
I hold your picture by my heart
During these tough times of being apart
The only thing I want more
Is to be with you at this very moment
To hold you and our kids
To feel safe in our own home
You were the last person I remember
Seeing as the ship left the shore
I hope you are the first person
Who comes into view if we return
I've been laying here in the trenches
Becoming more homesick with each day
Wishing for this war to end
So we can carry on our lives together
Lights are always flashing
But our memories hel
Contemplation"Contemplation"Contemplation in Free Verse More Like This
How can I love thee more and more each day?
My love has expanded beyond what words can convey
If I had to dream up the perfect girl with a heart so true
She would never begin to come close to you
All the beautiful images and words of affection
Would not come close to your portrayal of perfection
Trying to please you has never been such a task
Because I am already one step ahead before you ask
Because you know if there is anything that you should need
I would gladly provide for you on wounded knee
And I would place myself in danger's risk
In order to provide for you one final kiss
And the solace that comes with a s
Failing, breaking, achingMy mind is failing,Failing, breaking, aching in Free Verse More Like This
My heart is breaking,
My body is aching.
Failing,breaking,aching.
All through pressure,
All through guilt.
All weighing on me,
Holding me down,
Keeping me there,
Like a ton of bricks.
obsessionI can't live without it,obsession in Free Verse More Like This
His voice,
Their songs.
Just oh so perfect.
I need him to survive,
I need them to survive.
I'm going to win
I should've thought...I never should've done it,I should've thought... in Free Verse More Like This
The thought should never have crossed.
I know there will be a consequence.
I know you will find out.
The consequence will be dire,
Direr than before.
PressureIt's all just to much.Pressure in Free Verse More Like This
All these grades.
The grades I'm supposed to get.
I know they don't mean much.
I'm just so disappointed.
I've been trying so hard. My entire life...
Then to fail....
Fail with a G.
Maybe there's something wrong.
That's why I always fail.
Even after trying so hard.
I'm just drowning in it all.
Fighting at every minute.
Trying not to fall...
collapse.
Under all the pressure.
Being buried under the rubble.
Fire with FireFight fire with fire,Fire with Fire in Free Verse More Like This
Not anything more.
An eye for an eye.
Not an eye for a leg.
It only worsens the disagreements.
Continues the argument.
Don't react.
Don't retaliate
More than is fair.
PossessedHe may be possessed...Possessed in Free Verse More Like This
Then maybe he's not,
But nothing else explains it.
The change,
That change for the worst.
He's weird now...
Laughs even if something's not funny...
Not as happy as he used to be.
Not showing as much love.
Not as helpful.
He may be possessed,
Possessed by some kind of demon.
Then maybe its not.
Maybe its all in my head.
All in my head and he hasn’t changed at all.
HimIt's just so hard to resist.Him in Free Verse More Like This
Him...
His golden brown eyes,
Floppy brown hair.
He just used to be so nice.
Charming me.
Drawing me in:
Into his trap.
I miss those days...
He just annoys me so much now.
ALWAYS wanting to die.
ALWAYS being depressed.
Treating me like carp...
Like I don't exist anymore.
I just cant resist him though.
His body...
His hugs.
Oh his hugs.
I miss them so.
Those hugs that always used to make my day.
Soft warm hugs.
Hugs that make me feel so special.
That is what's so hard to resist.
What have I done?what have I done?What have I done? in Free Verse More Like This
Why does everyone say it's my fault.
What have I done?
Do i not even deserve an explanation?
Am i really that much of a bad person?
So bad that i deserve nothing.
So bad... that no one likes me...
They cant afford me...
Well teats there excuse...
I guess everyone wants me to die...
Wants me to fall,
Or maybe drown.
Drown in a deep and dark abyss.
WaitingPeople always assume untrue things,Waiting in Free Verse More Like This
Act like their baby's.
Get my hopes up...
Then hurt me more.
Like their playing games with me.
Waiting for me to break,
Waiting for me to break so much,
So much I can't go on much longer.
People are just waiting...
Waiting.
All of them just waiting.
Until I chose to end it all,
When I decide,
Waiting until I decide,
That suicide...
Just waiting,
All of them are.
Until I decide that suicide is the only option.
7 things i hate about crabs (miley cyrus parody)I probably shouldn’t say this7 things i hate about crabs (miley cyrus parody) in Free Verse More Like This
But sometimes I get so scared
When I see a crab at the seaside
They are harmless but I don’t know why I’m still scared
Now I can’t go in the sea
Without fear of a crab being there.
The seven things I hate about crabs
The seven things I hate about crabs oh crabs
They were a shell and look like spiders.
They have big pinchers.
They make me scream and they make me cry
But I just guess that expected.
SUPREMO DISCEDEWhen one day,SUPREMO DISCEDE in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Seems forever away.
When luck never finds you,
And all love seems behind you.
What am I supposed to do or be?
Should I just accept this agony?
Where is the rest for my weary head,
Or the loving face across the bed?
Where is the hope I'm looking for?
Will it knock on my door?
Is this world nothing but cold,
With no one to trust or hold?
Can't the pain escape,
And leave hope in its wake?
When one day,
Seems forever away.
When luck never finds you,
And all love seems behind you.
What am I supposed to do or be?
Should I just accept this agony?
Where is the rest for my weary head,
Or the loving face across the be
Play my GameYou hold it in your hands.Play my Game in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Invisible bands.
Will you slip them on your wrists?
Darling you won't miss,
The freedom you'll give away.
Don't try and keep me at bay.
Spread your arms.
Don't let your mind raise the alarm.
Let me in.
Sweet smelling sin.
The needle waits for you.
Pleasure in every hue.
I'm what can make you forget.
You haven't tried me yet.
Come and play my game
You'll never be the same.
Cold as flint.
Your eyes glint,
Filled with ice.
Come pay the price.
Don't be afraid.
Of what I'll create.
Spread your arms.
Don't let your mind raise the alarm.
Let me in.
Sweet smelling sin.
The needle waits for you.
Pl
Rain from HellThe rain's cascading down into the streetsRain from Hell in Concrete Poetry More Like This
It's taking over the town
But you're floating away in the sheets
Claiming you'll never come down
Save yourself from the hypnotic tug of my eyes
Keep your head above the current of your life of endless lies
The swelling has gone down, you can feel your wrists
The chorus returns, you hum right along
Pound away to the noise with your infuriated fists
Keep on going, still living in the same song
Happy ending are endless
But you ended up friendless
Pack your bags and head back to hell
Take a left turn on Main Street and pick up your sins
Take the thunder and lightning back with you, it's making me feel unwell
Peel out of the driveway, and we'll all peel out of our skins
Tell Satan I miss him, I hope that he's doing just fine
I might come back to visit if I ever get the time
Family OutingToo much drinkingFamily Outing in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Not enough thinking
I don't know what's going on in her mind
It's a simple dinner
So why's there have to be a winner
How come this happens every time
My sister is better
I wish they'd forget her
Why does nobody see me
Stuck counting the insults
And these are the "adults"
This isn't how my life should be
Now daddy is missing
And I am just wishing
We're close to the ending, of this horrible assault
The tables are turning
An now I am learning
They think it's all my fault
Once again
This family's a sin
But they're all I have
How'd I become designated driver
Don't think I'll be a survivor
But I don't want t
When I'm with youBe realisticWhen I'm with you in Concrete Poetry More Like This
How artistic
So pessimistic
It's so true
I'm hardly breathing,
my heart stops beating,
When I'm with you
I'm retarded
Now restart it
We're departed
Ain't it true
I'm hardly living,
there's no forgiving,
When I'm with you
You're a liar
Hearts on fire
No desire
Can't be true
We must be dying,
I'm always crying,
When I'm with you
I am missing
All the kissing
There's no dismissing
That it's true
I was perfect,
Now I'm worthless,
When I'm with you
Getting tired
Life's expired
I feel required
To be true
There's no stopping,
Only jaw dropping,
When I'm with you
You're pathetic
Apologetic
I'm ap
no one's story, everyone's storybreak the habitno one's story, everyone's story in Concrete Poetry More Like This
and free yourself
you burn your blood like acid
just to save someone else
try to detoxify
your whole life
who are you, who am i?
you can't change a second
you can't change a word
words are your weapons
what if they weren't ever heard
get back to good
like we both should
i wish that i could
the bandwagon's full
try the bus stop
everything i tried to pull
brought me to the top
but it's so lonely up here
surrounded by my biggest fear
losing sight, i cannot hear
the words you speak
the songs they sing
i'll never find the truth i speak
or kiss the ring
i want to be normal, i want to be sane
if i were would i live in vane?
trace my memory, trace this stain
the time you dropped your coffee
the time i dropped my jaw
you became a copy
i became a flaw
i forgot my coping method, you forgot yourself
i locked away my secrets, the safe is on the shelf
if life is full of meaning, what's the meaning of life itself?
Lost IdeaCreativity is attacking meLost Idea in Concrete Poetry More Like This
It's eating me alive
I don't know, no I can't see
How I might survive
This idea I have
Is holding me captive
But I can't read the writing
Is it too early for internal fighting?
And my brilliant thought is escaping
Back to the abyss of my mind
Tonight looks like it's shaping
Up to be none of a kind
The slit of genius
Became useless
But this one on my wrist is
So deep it's ridiculous
I couldn't tell you why I did it
My brain turned to a shadowland
I'm back to the same shit that I though I'd had quit
But nothing ever goes as planned
My memory
Is deceiving me
And it becomes too mu
Fighting For PeaceIt's a never ending battle, and it's all uphillFighting For Peace in Concrete Poetry More Like This
You try and find a new way out but you know you never will
So tell me, who's the man behind the mask?
Would you ever know if you'd ever ask?
Keep on fighting for your life in this forever war
While you fight for your money, I will always fight for more
So when you go home and tell them how you won
I'll still be here because when you try to fix the world your work is never really done
You've got so many coffins and so little pride
It makes me wonder if I'm on the wrong side
If being your soldier makes me as mindless as you
Switching sides is the least I could do
the world goes out with a riotEverything goes according to planthe world goes out with a riot in Concrete Poetry More Like This
And the plan is an infinite loop in your hand
Everyday is the exact same
Playing over and over again
And honestly it gets a bit boring,
Doing the same thing
So I think it's time to change, start a revolution
For the new evolution
We are human 2.0
Because when you say "yes" we scream "No"
The world might never understand
But it definitely won't if we don't take a stand
So get up, get out on your feet
And take your feelings out to the street
It's time for a riot against the change of heart
The worlds ending is about to start
What If?What if everything you had ever heard or seenWhat If? in Concrete Poetry More Like This
wasn't a memory, but a dream?
What if everything you've grown to love and know
is some elaborate type of show?
What if your whole existence was a lie?
Would you rather live on or just die?
What if you've been forever taking the perfect drug,
and it's got you wrapped in the perfect hug,
a cushion of understanding and emotion
all administered through the perfect potion?
Would anything matter if nothing was true?
What if it wasn't, would I matter to you?
Too many questions Too little timeCan we go backToo many questions Too little time in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Back To yesterday
How'd we get here,
What happened any way?
Did I lose a bet
or just my common sense?
Because last time I checked
We weren't even friends.
I'm so confused,
What's going on?
Can anything go right
When everything's so wrong?
I have too many questions
And too little time.
What's with these verses,
They're so hard to rhyme?
I'll sit here and grumble
Alone in my cave,
But it's better than you
Rotting inside your grave.
The suicide you've stolen,
Just went to far.
So I'll wish you good luck
Where ever you are.
The death of youWhen you broke all those mirrors,The death of you in Concrete Poetry More Like This
did you think you'd just get to skip your seven years?
Because now you're just wasting away, you're wasting away
you start fading out to gray, I just wish you'd stay, I wish you could stay
I never asked for this to happen, it just did, and I'm kind of glad,
I didn't ask for this to happen, but what would our lives be if it never had, it never had?
And if we'd never met, would we both be alive right now
maybe we would be, maybe we could be, somehow
If you listen to the rain then you might be able to hear
all the applause from the adoring audience that you never had, my dear.
Might your heart explode, from all the love it gave away,
and all the love that it hasn't been receiving today?
As we reach the ending of you life,
Be glad you left the knife
At home because they just love using your own weakness against you,
They do, they do.
Your EyesWord-puddles, in the deathly icy tension,Your Eyes in Free Verse More Like This
Are frosting over just like your eyes used to,
Right before your lights drowned
In the soreness of tears
That should have dissipated long ago.
Your eyes, no longer soul-windows,
Are merely surveillance cameras now.
I am standing still
But I am the only one.
People are just bodies;
Infrared blobs to be avoided.
Sounds are white noise
With occasional frequencies to relay
Or cues to transmit information.
Can you hear me,
Or should I leave a message at the beep?
The SilencersI see right through you.The Silencers in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You don't care about me.
You're trying to coerce me into silence.
I make you feel threatened
Because you don't understand,
And because deep in your heart
You know I'm right.
So I see how it is.
Condemned to a year of
No expression.
No words.
No questions.
No thoughts of my own.
Don't you dare think for a second
That I am naive enough
To believe you did this out of love,
You liars!
You don't need silencers
When you aren't using a gun.
SilenceYou meet my pleasantriesSilence in Free Verse More Like This
With such passivity,
Intercepting every smile,
With a blank stare.
My words are bouncing back to me,
As if you were a wall
It feels like you aren't giving me
Anything at all.
I ask about your day.
Silence.
I tell you about mine.
Silence.
Are you even alive?
Silence.
Please, don't push me away.
Rib CageThere's a cage in my chest made of bones,Rib Cage in Free Verse More Like This
And it's keeping my heart locked in place.
My mistakes slowly welded it closed
So I wouldn't throw my love away.
Are there ways to slip under those bars?
Will the past be too hard to escape?
I'm attracted by all that you are,
Not the flattering words you could say.
There's attachment I know that you felt,
But I claimed not to reciprocate.
Now, the truth is, you made my heart melt.
I just hope that it isn't too late.
There's a rush that I feel in my head
Every time I am caught in your stare.
Though, I wish you could hold me instead,
I'll be happy if you're always there.
I don't know how
Watching and WaitingI'm watching you watch me,Watching and Waiting in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And, though my heart's begun to ache,
Waiting for a move, unmovingly.
Through walls, built accidentally,
Those that I now wish you would break,
I'm watching you watch me.
You navigated the debris
That fell like rain by my mistake,
Waiting for a move, unmovingly.
Our dance is choreographed naturally,
And so I know which step to take,
I'm watching you watch me.
I think about you constantly,
Even when I am not awake,
Waiting for a move, unmovingly.
I want more than a memory,
But now, for vain perfection's sake,
I'm watching you watch me,
Waiting for a move, unmovingly.
Asking the CloudsWe're another year older,Asking the Clouds in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
But you're not a day wiser.
Why do you keep arguing
When you know that I'm smarter?
The ways to you try to explain things,
Are completely untrue.
I thought I made it clear that
I am finished with you.
I guess you're the kind of child
That will never, ever change,
'Cause you're blindly controlled
By your selfish, insensitive ways.
Trying to show you reason
Is like asking the clouds not to rain.
Boy, you're driving me crazy!
Why can't you just go away?
We've been over these same fights.
Are you trying to annoy me?
If you are, then it's working.
Your stupid lies aren't worth my time.
You know, you're
ExhaustionI don't really want to talk right now,Exhaustion in Free Verse More Like This
But I don't want to be alone.
My usual gift of words
Would rather just stay silent.
Exhaustion and fatigue
Are catching up to me,
So I'd rather lie still
And watch you, and listen.
FlashbacksI heard several rapid knocks on my door. I was so completely startled by the volume of the sounds, I dropped the book I was reading. I decided that it was only polite to respond to whoever was on the other side of the door.Flashbacks in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The door's unlocked." I gestured towards the door before it occurred to me that I was the only one who could see the motion. "Go ahead and come in."
The handle clicked and the hinges creaked slightly as a polished-looking woman pushed gently through the door. She wore a baby-blue, collared, button-down shirt with dark gray pinstripes tucked into a light gray, high-waisted pencil skirt under a longish, white, muslin coat
Dark NovaFraming stars and naming them is like holding on to your nameless edema.Dark Nova in Free Verse More Like This
Like avid, abhor the unthinkable and gnaw upon your nova.
Just like we did when storms fell down,
Just like we felt when our Sun frowned.
But you were my dream and I wouldn’t let go of your image.
Your linings lapped upon my walls made it hard to ascend…
Just like me smelling the dust.
Just like me falling to lust.
A darkling nova and a bitter taste of sin,
Will make love dwell high above the sunwaves within.
Rest your head against her white flow;
Embrace the zephyr; adore the nova’s glow…
Let the rays of past erase and jell memories that mar
A Night to Remember„I died three times and each time Hell was full so I had to come back to haunt you more... Always!”A Night to Remember in Free Verse More Like This
That could’ve been a night to remember,
It should’ve been more than just regret.
The infinite was reflected upon last December,
Seeing me trying to forget…
I was on a plane which crashed raining tears…
It carried the pain I had borne for such a long time...
No one managed to wash away my fears.
And I sigh and mourn those memories of mine.
I chortle in the silence like it once played dances of false.
There are still traces of a powerful bond that my conscience
will never let go of. Never! I am bound to t
AvatarusWe go, God by God,Avatarus in Free Verse More Like This
Yesterday I was alone
Today I hear the choirs whispering my name.
In the silence a moan,
Today I shall kill to get the fame.
We live each day like we dislike
Everything before us
We should live them like the last
Of days forever and thus
No future shall kill us, neither the past.
And thou shall bow before your king
Like I used to do in time
And thou shall whisper me his name
Or your mindless thoughts will whine.
And then again his chilling touch
Will empty all your virtues
For then I shall come in scene;
Demons and Gods I will abuse.
Avatarus in the lights of Heaven
And the crystal glow…
Then the
Enigmas (II)Sway, to the song of disgraceEnigmas (II) in Free Verse More Like This
Listen, to the pulse of my mace
Swallow (lies shall all come through)
Don't blink! It all belongs to you!
These enigmas belong to you!
Trapped somewhere up there,
in the darker corners of my mind.
The poet's flesh, the pen's cruel might,
twisted and thereby consumed
by the black almighty night.
The enigmas that dwell deep within
Have never been touched by human sin.
For all those who stand tall and listen and laugh
there's only death, abyss; falling prey to the snuff…
so tough…
Falling asleep with the pen in my hands
I try to keep eyes opened and I fail.
I manage to spot last rays of ho
Mirrors in Snow - Chapter 8Mirrors in SnowMirrors in Snow - Chapter 8 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 8: Return of Von Donso
And they battled on these lands long ago. The Screamers were many yet not unbeatable. The humans were aided by hordes of undead creatures; an unlikely alliance formed once in history against a much greater enemy. And it wasn't all so vivid after all. The tides and turns and tweaks were so heavy that they spoiled many plans, and destroyed many lives, and killed so many innocent people that to this day, "The War of the Screamers" is considered to be humanity's secondary most important war, after the war against the Illuminati. Von Donso, the leader of the Screamers, ultimately sacrificed himself
Mirrors in Snow - Chapter 7Mirrors in SnowMirrors in Snow - Chapter 7 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 7: The Quest
"Three birds. Each one of them is part of a bigger trinity, one that infuses the astral aspects and empowers the fountains of life in this world and our own." Said Tom slowly, while at the same time thinking of what was to come.
Blazkowicz couldn't hesitate: "What are you talking about, Tom?"
"A crow, a proud creation of God, a pure soul, full of pride. The owl, so old and so wise. We are to learn its ways. Its sense is to be envied. And the dove, creature of no fear. Amazing, calm, lovely. We will have a real fight on our hands once we go after the birds. They are magnificent yet powerful."
"But why
The Cinquain StoneStone,The Cinquain Stone in Free Verse More Like This
Rigid, shallow.
Speaking, murmuring, crying.
It stood there as astounding as she was.
Pavement...
AftermathWhy do you ask me how I feelAftermath in Free Verse More Like This
When you're the one forever ill?
Why shouldn't I just blame the world
If they're the one who raped my word?
In the Aftermath of hundreds of eons of strife
Time will fly freely and into my life
In this Aftermath of sorrow
Lie the hopes for a better tomorrow.
Bullets were flying, blood was being spilled
Time's racing by! More innocents killed.
Thousands of thoughts flew on a wing:
"The king is dead! Long live the king!"
Joy and despair all in one came;
Together they tried my words to tame
I still feel free, I don't deny
Time went past me; time just flew by.
In this Aftermath were zeppelins thrive
To
Till then...And the movie goes on and onTill then... in Free Verse More Like This
Until all my days are gone!
This story shall prove to have no end
No more lies left to pretend.
Nights will watch the poet's hands
Writing down this will of light,
Drowning into poisoned sands,
Spitting fire, fear and might.
Days will wander all alone
Kissing joy, walking in time.
Hearts will melt then turn to stone
And I'll be waiting for a sign…
Long lost life I'll rediscover.
I will smell and taste its breath.
Dead to my bones, to demon's fever
Lost along this ancient path…
Insane no more I live my life
And time's just going on and on…
I will win it strife by strife
Until all m
Freedom in Introspectionmusic—overwhelmed with passion thrummingFreedom in Introspection in Free Verse More Like This
through veins loaded with life’s elixir, heart pumping
tha-thump-tha-thump within a torso pleading for
release from earthly confines such as the pain of love
and killed dreams dreamed in the moonlight’s glow
and under starlit ceilings…whirring thoughts
click—click—click—click pen tops prey to nervous
habits born of a too busy brain…voices cavorting
through the air, slipping into eager ears from headphones
small and ineffectual yet loved all the same, mimicking
sounds of eons long and gone past…
Abrupt Circumstanceelastic scars, seeming to disappearAbrupt Circumstance in Free Verse More Like This
under the tightening muscles we call
life…clenching tight, futile attempts to
seal weeping wounds—silver thread bound
my heart to yours; inaudible whispers in the
dead of night harsh amongst silences spawned
in the wake of lanky love, too strong for souls
waiting in pubescence…elastic fractures, all
strength gone, lying with a limp stillness belying
the scarred tissue beneath swollen bruises magicked
away by the heart’s desire…unexpected…convalescence
through temporary sutures—silver threads trimmed to
the point of disconnection bestow sickened limbs the gift
o
Celestial Memoriestrust flees from the Earth, dodging the pale moon andCelestial Memories in Free Verse More Like This
arcing over gaseous planets, setting out to escape this
galaxy…searching for binary stars to settle upon, twin
infernus spheres interlocked with each other’s life…
Greeks believed the Sun revolved around we[aklings],
shoddy excuses for forms of life…knowledgeable of the
world yet ignorant of themselves (and others)…forsaken
intelligence lost amidst bleeding hearts and decaying
cerebral cortices—trapped in pyramidal waves where the
sun hid between bleached stones, shifting sands framing
golden rays—beauty lost in the span of a millennium nev
A Brood of AnxietiesI.A Brood of Anxieties in Free Verse More Like This
Sweaty palms, slipping and sliding along the greased pole of the number two pencil.
Waiting to be scolded by the proctor for the thunderous sound of my delayed exhales disturbing the others, but it seems they remain impossibly oblivious of my self-implosion.
Deaf they are also, to the ticking of the clock, the roar of one too many minutes having passed -
now heralding the tunnel vision that sets in when I realize the number on the answer sheet doesn't match the one in the booklet ...
and then the pistol that fires in my ears:
“Put your pencils down, and close your books.”
Amazingly, everyone else is able to exit the room,
while
Frail Heart(s)grass whispered and trees sighed as theFrail Heart(s) in Free Verse More Like This
moon rose between them relieved to grace
Earth yet another day…gray wisps flew from
the figure’s hair as black crushed velvet bunched
where her knees met parched dirt…she sighed.
“pink matter fell from the crevice, embowels
creeping their way from my open wound, barely
healed from the last time someone stuck a knife into
my abdomen, glinting metal a flash before disappearing
parallel to your footsteps, approaching then retreating, fear
overruling rational thought…the crevice of [un]conscious dank
and hollow…still an organ slid from between my grasping fingers,
a
BaskingWARNING: Contains sensitive material for those uncomfortable with or unapproving of same sex couples.Basking in Short Stories More Like This
Marshmallows. Fluffy treats that bring back so many memories of a time trapped between the pavement of childhood, trying to step off the sidewalk where she stood stagnant, aching for adultdom…Nine years later, her lips still quirk as she reminisces finding the stoplight that inspired—more like forced—her to take that last stride towards the other side of the street.
Tangerine dresses fluttered around her, interspersed with the occasional olive or eggplant flair. She sighed at how unimaginative her classmates were…a
Prom Nightpalpating hearts send echoes across the roomProm Night in Free Verse More Like This
moving tandem in duo sets, lost within each
other couples wind throughout the dance
floor; elegant ball gowns flowing, wind flirting
within the folds of glittering pearlescent blue cloth.
dapper suits clamber across thin shoulders scaling
down tapered backs before branching out onto
muscled legs—gleaming onyx shoes complete the look,
as 20’s hairstyles slip into the 1890’s atmosphere
seamlessly meeting in dark alcoves, gliding over couples
embraced in something not-quite holy matrimony but
close enough for their tastes evolved by school days
sandwiched between midnight talks and mid-morning
silence… silver stars shimmer in the moon’s night sky
as couples retreat, strategically avoiding parents, teachers,
other nuisances…focused on ascending heartbeats and
descending hands…prom nights
Linoleum (Commission) Footfalls echoed on linoleum floors. Stark white walls—shaded by pain—slid past blurred vision. Interspersed with midnight spots and burnt sienna spaces, pale hands flitted into his sight. Sensations fled the instant they appeared. Nothing stayed in focus.Linoleum (Commission) in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He tried lifting a hand. Failure resulted. The pinch of a needle slipped through his [barely] conscious thoughts. The shrucks of industrial wheels wound their way pass his eardrums. Confused swirls developed; nothing seemed stable. Frantic voices hovered just outside his range, as did anything but vague shapes. He strained his senses. Nothing happened but an ephemeral fall i
To Save Us All (A Tribute)power unmistakable wielded by a mere wisp of aTo Save Us All (A Tribute) in Free Verse More Like This
girl trapped between two forces out of her hands
cupped to catch water falling from rusted pipes
carrying the life of millions between rotten leaders
and sadist terrorists…Fourteen years old, the world
knows her name—Malala—the namesake, once an "i"
attaches itself to the final a (testament to years un—
noticed), a poetess, a warrior woman…did her parents
know how apt the title was? Since age eleven, she fought
for the rights of female, of education, of erasing the Taliban…
three years spent frightened—but not paralyzed—by the
thoughts of pillagi
Forever Gonecloth-wrapped bundles lay across the room, shrunkenForever Gone in Free Verse More Like This
cries calling from the mouths of red-faced newborns whose
eyes have yet to change colors…yet, whose lives are already pre-
determined by parents denied the right to grow in peace yet unwilling
to claim their responsibilities….
thud—pshhh—thud—psh—rustle—
another baby dropped off…five in one
day…three out of those five teenage parent(s)
girls with sunken faces, hollowed by the stress of
raising newborns with nothing but the clothes on their
back or…perhaps young men dragged their feet, unwilling
to drop out and admit defeat, yet k
The Racial EquationThe Racial Equation.The Racial Equation in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
We are all born from the same =.
÷ by colour, shade and tone.
X by the errors of the past.
Only +'s to the difficulty life today.
Kela lewis-morin
Reassuring PrideReassuring Pride.Reassuring Pride in Visual Poetry More Like This
I can do this on my own.
I don't require your assistance.
I'm not questioning whether your capable.
Good ByeGood byes.Good Bye in Short Stories More Like This
Something so simple and consistent. Something we have all experienced time and time again. It combines the long awkward moment with a short and swift exit. Signifying an end to what once was. An end of an era. A fulfilling moment that always had an end. The conclusion was always present, always there. But sometimes we choose not to focus on it. It almost makes the certainty uncertain for a period of time. But we all know its coming. Sometimes we focus on it to heavily and it ruins the remaining time you have. What I'm trying to say is there is no set way to deal with it. Its something you have to get used to. There are no sedative
ContradictionContradiction.Contradiction in Free Verse More Like This
You have the audacity to call me a hypocrite.
When you can also be classed as a syndicate.
It's easy to judge someone objectively.
When it comes to it you choose what to forget selectively.
I'd be lying if I said I this situation has not affected me.
Too hasty to label and condemn others.
When you sleep keeping the truth under the covers.
In the morning the lies emerges and everyone suffers.
I'm left lieing in a bed of illusions thinking your friends are my brothers.
My actions offend you and I apologise.
When your actions offend me, you refuse responsibility and colonise.
My eyes have been exposed and this truth ha
Taking Things To HeartTaking Things to Heart.Taking Things To Heart in Free Verse More Like This
Have you ever had the same problem critics?
Telling you your faults, forcing you to admit it?
Analysing your work till the point you wish you never did it?
Then forming and basing judgements on their observations.
Criticisms are hard to accept regardless of the relation.
Your first natural instinct is to defend your work through conversation.
It's not that their criticisms are not valid.
Sometimes I just take it as their refusing my talent.
This causes me to feel less confident and slightly off balance.
I respect any opinion that anyone has to offer.
Sometimes I just take it as if I'm being told of by my mo
Impulsive SpontaneityImpulsive Spontaneity.Impulsive Spontaneity in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Sometimes I have these random thoughts.
To live in the moment and don't care if I get caught.
Act out the first thing that comes to my mind.
And for no one to label me as out of my mind.
Just do something spontaneous like…
Reattach my umbilical chord.
Devour a yoghurt with a medieval sword.
Play basket ball with a vegetable.
Explain to my doctor that his handwriting is legible.
Put a goldfish in my washing machine.
Break down in a gum clinic and cause a dramatic scene.
Confess my love to an actual feathery bird.
Raise my hand in an important meeting and not say a word.
Pour a bag of self raising flowe
UtopiaUtopiaUtopia in Visual Poetry More Like This
I raise my head and tilt it towards the skies.
Open my imagination and close my eyes.
Envision a place where I would rather be.
As far away from any judgmental eye that can see.
A place where all my dilemmas become obsolete.
Free from my troubles and the expanding concrete
Confinement that I am forced to exist in.
A place where it doesn't matter if you don't fit in.
A place where nothing but a smile is required.
Where I can think and write to my heart's desire.
A place free from any physical and mental disposition.
Free from the conflicting and persuasive power of religion.
A place where there are adjustable weather condit
Race Among Race'sRace Among Race'sRace Among Race's in Free Verse More Like This
Racism will always be a complex and hazardous topic.
It is something that is deeply implanted within our logic.
It may be expressed in the form of a humorous joke.
Or may be intentionally announced in order to provoke.
Because they know that it is guaranteed to get a reaction.
And we impulsively give them that much needed satisfaction.
Somehow we feel the need to defend our specified skin colour.
We fight fire with fire to defend our heritage with misguided honour.
That's why racism can never be vanquished or become extinct.
It is how the world works and even if we don't say it, we will always think
How the colour
Abuduction.Abduction.Abuduction. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Another convicted paedophile free to walk again.
Currently living by a primary school looking for some new prey to stalk again.
Masks himself as a confidant, someone that the children can call a friend.
Specialises in seducing and lulling its victims in to a false sense of security.
With an ulterior motive driven to defile and desecrate their innocence and purity.
How is this ungodly predator somehow able to evade all configurations of authority?
No one is capable of figuring out why this predator has these vile and vindictive thoughts.
No one can possibly understand how much torture and suffering his actions have brought.
Domestic AbuseDomestic Abuse.Domestic Abuse in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
He's not able to control his temper.
A blank canvas is all he is able to remember.
Absolute rage consumes his mind refusing any sort of reasoning to enter.
Her dad did the same to her mum, so she attributes it to the nature of his gender.
She has now been admitted four times to A and E since last December.
Abusive love is all she knows; she was never given the chance to experience anything better.
She always forgives him.
Her friends warned her but her heart just wouldn't listen.
He has a hold over her that's why she is not able to resist him.
She condemns her friends as to swift and hasty to dismiss him.
Even tho
I Love the RainYesterday, the sky grew dark for hoursI Love the Rain in Free Verse More Like This
I looked up and I knew the rain would fall
Then I heard the soft sound of raindrops
The clouds had heard Nature's call
It would delight me to see people running
I saw that scene once before
They wander about like nothing will happen
Then the rain pours
And they rush indoors
I wear my mack in the showers
I look at the sky when I go outside
I expect changes in the weather
And I am not so surprised
I welcome the rain after dry days
When the sun beats down and the air is hot
I sit in my cafe in the pouring rain
Watching all the others run to and fro
From the rain I learned to enjoy
I love the rain
MicrocosmMicrocosmMicrocosm in Free Verse More Like This
Universe Prompt
"He lives in a world of his own"-My mother to my father.
We all are singular universes_
Microcosms
Cellular anatomy resembles the Solar System
The Sun is the nucleus
The planets are the electrons
In our minds, there lurk worlds yet un-created
Waiting for the pen and ink, or paint
I live in a world I made for me
--Honestly, I can barely live in our reality--
But anyway, that is due to creativity
And my imagination
"A world of my own"
I express my own duality
Hero/anti-hero
Sly, suave, smooth but devoted to my lover
My co-inhabitants are my creations--
Except for Puabi-
I raise my pen to paper
Voil
OutragedOutraged!Outraged in Free Verse More Like This
[For Halloween
Contains Lovecraft references]
Like Satan sitting in contemplation of rebellion,
I brew with pent rage at the multitude.
I keep pride in being human,
While they devolve to something less.
They hide behind a mask of supposed humanity.
They wear a cloak of assumed respectability.
Disclosed dumbly by undisciplined kids.
If thoughts could be spells and incantations,
I would conjure the Necronomicon,
Aim at their windows,
And mutter the phrase in the night wind:
"Yog-sothoth is the Gate"
Lo! the Gate opens!
Let it open in the bedrooms
And drag them inside.
The West may not need Cthulhu;
He is needed muc
Fools' ParadiseFool's ParadiseFools' Paradise in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Philosophical
"Ignorance is bliss; it is a folly to be wise."
Ignorance is a blitz!
Modern psychology has warned us,
Over-do it and rue it.
Games played too long are boring;
Festivals that drag on are costly [1]
Still, some fools will go through it.
The fool knows only he is a fool;
Saints declare that this is wise [2]
He knows naught of any costs;
He does what he does at our expense;
His "gain" becomes our "loss".
The saints report that 80 percent of our world
Still are fools
When we have marked rules and exceptions,
He will make the exception to be the rule.
Warn him not to turn left or right,
Then wait fo
Lines On R'ylehLinesLines On R'yleh in Free Verse More Like This
On R'yleh
Before the archways of Atlantis,
Aye, before the columns of Mu
Far below the waves of the Pacific
In the Southern Hemisphere
Before any humanoid set his feet
There stood the fabled city called R'yleh
Nobody knows-or can ever know-
Who or what dwelt in those streets
Oceanographers have failed to meet
And divers dread to probe
R'yleh
Deep, dark, gloomy and reputedly deserted
Yet many believe that its patriarch [1] still lives
And seeks re-domination of the Earth
Alas! What shall come of humanity
If that dreaded event shall see light of day?
Man dares not to think-or to dream,
Lest that disaster should come h
HomecomingHomecomingHomecoming in Free Verse More Like This
On the Prospect of Leaving Asia
Homecoming could be
A reverse culture shock
To someone who has been away
From his home as long as I.
Being away has been a consumptive task.
More than several years of my life--
My strength, my will.
I am a re-humanized Tarzan
A repatriated Gulliver
Stepping onto home shore
After thirty years.
There is sure to be bewilderment,
But it will give way
To relief-and relaxation--
And rest.
Got the Blues for YouGot the Blues for YouGot the Blues for You in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Blues
Cafe Coffee Lovers
Yea, well, my cat is sleeping on the veranda
My chick, she is miles away
Well, she done started demanding
I got nothing left to say
Yea, last night I done tried to tell her
Like we can patch tings up real nice
I said I'd do right by her [yeah!]
Look, what she done aint so right
Baby, what an awful thing you do..
Now I got them blues
I got the blues for you...
Baby, I tried to tell you
Like we could patch up, last night
I'll try to do right by you [yeah!]
But baby, like whta you done aint right!
[No,no,no!]
Eye of the StormEye of the StormEye of the Storm in Free Verse More Like This
Comparison/Contrast
"The eye of every storm is tranquil."
Among the rage of wind and beat of rain,
Which most men see as a tempest,
There is tranquility at the eye, always
And thence I set my course.
The rage may be wind, or 't may be voice;
The rain be rain or tears.
But the storm erupts by its own choice;
Who remains calm has naught to fear.
Let lightning flash and thunder roar.
I know well what has produced it.
My mind lies calm for-ever more;
'T was my mind that induced it*.
*the tranquility, which is ever in our minds.
This Man is an IslandThis Man is an IslandThis Man is an Island in Free Verse More Like This
Sources: 1. I am a Rock, by Paul Simon
2. An old song
Floating tranquilly in the sea
That we call Humanity
I could call me uncharted
Those who have been to me
Flag the next ship and sail home
Or wait for someone to rescue
The storms ships face at sea
Happen on my shore
But nothing happens without a cause[1]
And every action elicits an equal reaction[2]
What will befall a silent shore
Until someone sets foot on it?
The Sun shines and feeds the plants[3]
The light illuminates the view for birds
Someone wanders over and docks his boat
After a while he waits for a ship
I am an island
I stand alon
The TrialThe TrialThe Trial in Free Verse More Like This
The defendant stood before the court
A grim countenance turned to the Judge
Slight after slight like arrows to his heart
An apparent victim of a grudge
Like Edmond Dantes before the Chateau D'If[1]
He soon enough shall be interred
The plaintiff will liable and slander him
Then he shall claim it was all the defendant's words
"What words ever have left these lips,
This heart remembers and records."
'T is a grand misdemeanor if
We put in others' mouths our own words.
The court heard them both
As well as the witnesses, one by one.
The verdict was passed, the soul condemned.
Whatever harm was meant, was done.
Case dis
Sta.sh
