Not Sure What To Name ItPages turning;
words are written;
I open the pen's cap.
Can this be loved,
or does it pass by uncaring eyes,
leaving others untouched?
Yesterdays grabs at my today,
and attempts to blind my tomorrow,
but there is one yesterday
that barely ever appears―
a painful yesterday I need to learn and grow from―
that was the beginning of my journey.
Sadly, there are now pillows all over it,
so now while I can remember it,
I can't feel it,
and I don't know if the angels
would show it to me again.
I'd like that yesterday,
that gave me great pain―and meaning
Piano plays a beautiful song
while I search everywhere trying to find the words
Walking down a path alone,
where I gave my most serenity filled smile ever,
and the pure of nature must have smiled back at me.
I see an open field in my backyard;
in my mind and to my brother,
I call it the Garden of Eden.
It's just so weird how I was in love with
everyday I got to spend outside;
Even with the oh so many
as the days grow colder, the words become darkerI can taste the sunlight, can feel it kissing my lips and hair. It gets stuck in my teeth, and Helios caresses my arm. The sun god reaches for me, holds me up with puppet strings of light, keeping me upright, protecting me from sinking into this depression.as the days grow colder, the words become darker in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
This dank, dolorous fog possesses my mind when I wake, the sort of sad alertness that only stirs in wintertime. And the sun cuffs my chin up, forcing me to look ahead instead of at my feet, nudging my elbow and the back of my knees, reminding me that I am standing in the middle of a street, and I cannot linger there unless I wish to be burned by some tough solar love in a shade-less road.
And as I finally accept that it is alright to regard somewhere so muggy and sweltering and sultry as home, I also wonder how long I can put up with this depression, how long I can distract myself with various passions or put off religion.
I wonder how long before I let myself drown.
nothingGhosts of fevered kisses slide down my spinenothing in Scraps More Like This
Illusions of you in the corner of my mind
A half-smile in your eyes
Memories of you before all the lies
I remember wanting to bite the edges of your lips
And the bones in your shoulders
I miss you and
The little girl I used to be
Before I told her
BabyYou liked me from a distance then you called my nameBaby in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You said to me "Since I met you, I am never the same."
You smiled adorably and looked away
You said "I have a lot of things to say."
I was excited to hear you speak
I was amazed how a beautiful girl like you can possibly like a geek
You said "I like how you talk to me and make me smile."
"How you make everything worth a while."
"How you smile stupidly and giggle a lot."
You said "I find that pretty hot."
You said "I want to cuddle you and fall asleep."
"I want to fall for you so deep."
"I want to hold your hands and tickle your tummy."
"I want to say cute things to you and sound like a dummy."
I was blushing and feeling really shy
I was so overwhelmed that I wanted to die
I pulled you near me and kissed your face
Then that smile of yours appeared on its place
I love your smile and I love your lips
I love how you love me heaps
GoodbyeSadly, It's time to say goodbyeGoodbye in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I thought you're going to be a part of me until I die
I am sorry that I hurt you and made you feel
All the wounds that I couldn't heal
I am sorry I did bad things to you and made you cry
I am sorry but this is me saying goodbye
I know It might be hard even though we argued a lot
I'll miss you, I just cannot
I am sorry, I'll say it again
You were the heart, you were the vein
I am sorry you had to cry
I am sorry but I am saying goodbye
Merry ChristmasI hear the jingle bells jinglingMerry Christmas in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You probably can see my eyes twinkling
I am just so happy to be with you
You probably don't know I am around
But you made me melt to the ground
I want to kiss you
I talked to you and It seem that you feel the same
The sparkle between us turned to a flame
I just want to love you
I took your hand and kept you near
I told you "Merry Christmas, My dear."
I am going to kiss you
Under the mistletoe leaf
On that lovely Christmas eve
I kissed you
I could hear our lips lock
I could feel our worlds rock
I love you
Kiss meI said it once and I'll say it againKiss me in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I love the way you say my name
Because you're so lovely and cute
I want to kiss you under the night sky of Beirut
I want to spend the evenings in your bed
I want to tell you everything in my head
I want to hold you tightly and kiss your face
I want to get lost with you in the space
There would be nothing but you and I
And that's the way I want It until I die
I love youI love seeing that smile on your faceI love you in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I love seeing something in its place
I love seeing you and making you smile
I love holding hands with you for a while
Look in my eyes and you might see
How much you mean to me
My eyes sparkle when you are around
I love how you always sound
cute and adorable and silly
you make my heart skip a beat!! really.
Look at you all beautiful and sweet
From your head to your feet
Love me againI keep trying to block you outLove me again in Free Verse More Like This
I keep filling my heart with a doubt
I keep telling myself what to do
And I don't really know what to do
I tried everything, I want to move on
But I still think of you
I couldn't help It
You're just so perfect
I have no idea I could feel that way
Until I met you
I wanted you for me but I was too selfish
I wanted you for me but I was too protective
I wanted you for me but I was too jealous that they will take you away from me
I protected you from all people but I didn't protect you from myself
I regret It, I do trust me, I used you, I know, Please don't tell me
I know, I am sorry, you were everything, you still are
I cry myself to sleep everynight
Thinking about you and remember my mistakes
I can't Undo what already happened
Just come back to me
I feel ugly and worthless
I hate myself
I need you
I need your love
I need your affection
I need your passion
I need you
I fucking need you
Come to me and lov
I don't love youFirst, I was deeply In love with youI don't love you in Free Verse More Like This
I could not imagine my life without you
Then held my shit together and told you how I feel about you
I told that I wished you were next to me In my bed
I told that I love with all of my heart
I kept thinking about you, You were In my head all the time
I seriously thought you liked me too, I do not know why I thought like that
I just did
So after four days of thinking about you and telling how I feel
You rejected me
"No, I don't love you."
You said and my heart just stopped for a second
I literally could not feel anything for a while
When suddenly I am back, To the real world
To the moment after what you said
I was shaking and I just said "You should have told me before, But thanks."
When I said those words I wasn't thinking
Thanks? Was I serious?
Well Now I am on my way of moving on
What I have not been told Is that moving on Is the easiest, also, the hardest thing to do
I know I probably never cross your mind
But If I did one day and you thought If
Who I wasWhen I first saw you I knew you'd hurt meWho I was in Free Verse More Like This
I just keep blocking my eyes from seeing what was coming
I begged you not to leave me
But you did it anyway
You were everything to me
Too bad you didn't last
I'd make you my queen and love you forever
But you are now in the past
Please know that you were mine once and I was yours
But all what I see now is memories behind closed doors
I keep trying to open them, at least take a sneak peak from a love that was once real
But I can't now can I? Well Just know that I do think of you all the time
I still wish that you were mine
But we never get what we want now do we?
I Just wish for a moment, A moment of silence, when everything is still and quite
Just so I can forget about you and remember who I was before I met you
Forgive meI am sorry I hurt you really badForgive me in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am sorry for making you sad
I regret knowing always
I knew we would have this kind of days
I tried to forget but it seems to me
that I cannot describe how much you mean to me
You will never forget me because I hurt you
I will never forget you because I love you
All of the mess that I made makes me feel sick
I really do not know why I was such a dick
I tried to apologize but It was too late
I guess that was just our fate
I am sorry for hurting you so much
I hope you don't leave me, and stay in touch
I know you probably won't forgive me but still
I love you, and I always will
You are important and I need you in my life
Although, I cut your heart with my knife
Even a knife wouldn't describe
How much my words hurt
I don't know If you will forgive me or not
But I want you to know that I love you, A lot.
Drowning my sorrowsI felt sad, and got on my boatDrowning my sorrows in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I rowed, and rowed
I started remembering your face, and what you wrote
And kept on rowing
Tears streamed down my cheeks, when I remembered that note
I remember drowning my sorrows
And forgetting that they can float
CagedWe're going to run away.Caged in Emotional More Like This
Looking out at all the people, my anger has subsided to hopelessness. These metal bars and links seperate us all.
Them from me
Me from you
You from me
You from the world...
Why did I let this happen? My hands are stained with my regret, red and bruised. The anger returns just as easily as it had gone. You watch as I slowly begin to lose myself. You shouldn't have to see me like this...
Why the hell did I let this happen?! My hands, now bloody and torn, are the only things that keep me going. With these hands I can succeed. I can break away.
You. You watch. You listen. And you do nothing. I can see you falling apart, losing all hope you once had. You're giving up. And I let it happen.
I promised you I'd always be there. I'd never let anything hurt you. Now I look at you, tears stain your face. Bruises cover your knuckles. Your ankles, restrained by chains, are of no more use. I curse the wind. I curse the people looking in at us like we're animals. And I lose it
Guardian AngelGuardian AngelGuardian Angel in Free Verse More Like This
Alone in the dark the boy cries his cold tears.
Never allowed to love and to live.
He was not shown any mercy or any compassion.
Alone from the beginning the fate has rejected him.
No mother, no father only sadness and loneliness.
His future lies only in the darkness.
His eyes have long lost their light.
The world has forsaken him!
The warm heart is now a cold ice stone inside his body.
His sparkling soul is now a devastated land of desperation.
This world is egoistic and doesn't want to give him love.
All is forbidden for the kind and lonely boy.
Alone in the shadows of the darkness he has closed himself for the world.
Unwilling to change towards the light, darkness is his only friend.
Forever alone in the cage of fate!
Drifting between life and death!
But rest assure my dear boy you are not alone!
I'll stand beside you and help you rise.
Forever I'll be there for you through the hell I will walk beside you.
I'm here for you, I'm here holding your hand.
Never letting yo
Whispers Of LoveWhispers Of LoveWhispers Of Love in Free Verse More Like This
Falling into the depths of this love.
I can no longer breathe.
Every single cell in my body is gazed by your beauty.
I can no longer look at someone else.
You stole my heart and soul.
You gave me a new world.
A world were I'm with you.
I world of love and peace.
So graceful is our love.
Our movements are so calm.
My heart is at peace with you.
My soul burs with love and compassion.
So beautiful the world is now.
So unlikely of yesterday.
All the storms are gone.
Bright light evaporates me.
You are so beautiful.
All meaning, there is no meaning.
Grace and beauty.
My world is complete.
I don't need anything else.
Only you to be in my arms.
Love you with all my heart.
The world is bright when I'm with you.
You give me new hope to live.
Your love is like a cure.
The cure for all the wrong!
Forever I will be yours to love.
Forever you will be mine to hold.
Forever I will be yours to smile.
Forever you will be mine to cherish.
Through out infinit
Love LostLove LostLove Lost in Free Verse More Like This
This is not a happy song.
This isn't about two lovers.
It isn't about love wining at the end of the day.
This is about a broken heart.
You find someone special.
And you live a fantasy inside your head.
Glories images of how they are together.
A true romance experienced by the lovers.
A true happy illusion this is.
Overtaking their minds and souls.
Their hearts explode with love.
A feeling greater than anything else.
But that feeling comes with a great price.
A break up leaves him with sorrow.
All the fantasies he had now crumble down.
Just like dust in the wind.
All those happy moments inside his head now face reality.
The collision course leaves the way burned.
His heart breaks and his mind gets blind.
All those happy moments end in a sorrow grief.
He sits alone in the dark corners of the room.
Facing reality head on painful road.
A lonely path he walks towards unknown sadness.
And the world seems a little gray every day.
One day he finds out she has another lover.
A pain gr
AshesAshesAshes in Free Verse More Like This
Another day passes and on our knees we cry.
On our feet we fight and we die for our beliefs.
Damned hearts rot inside us.
Devastation arose from the ashes of war.
Cities turning into black dust of endless cries of sorrow.
Children cry silently in the arms of their dead mothers.
The sun never again shines over the black earth.
Wars of endless cries have consumed the world.
All those who can fight are now dead on the battlefields.
Young, old the government doesn't care.
Victory is at stake so every one fight.
And death greets them all at equal sorrow misery.
Once the children laughed and now they cry.
They die because of the greed of the people in control.
The toys in their arms are replaced by guns for killing.
Their games are replaced by war itself.
Another bomb falls and kills innocent people.
Their bodies now rest forever under the rubble of destruction.
Fires of war consume every house and every living thing.
Everything burns in the sorrow flames of despair.
Ashes to ashes and
WhyWhyWhy in Free Verse More Like This
Everything hurts within my soul.
I can no longer breathe.
My heart is breaking piece by piece.
My soul is in agony.
A burning pain in my chest.
My tears cover my face.
Endless oceans of tears I cry this day.
All happiness was torn out of my heart.
The walls seem to close on me.
Darkness arises from within.
A thirst of revenge fills my mouth.
My eyes no longer cry.
Now they are filled with vengeance.
I just want to see him dead.
I want to see the person who took everything from me.
I want to see him die in my arms.
Over I night he took all the life from me.
My brother and sister.
My mother and father.
They were taken away from me by him.
By his cold and merciless eyes.
Drunk he drove across the street.
While we were having a BQ.
Then suddenly he crushed in our home.
Taking away the lives of my younger brother and sister.
The car run over mom and hit dad and sent him flying.
I was the only one speared by fate.
Now I moan the lost.
Now I wish for his death.
But I am weak.
Some FriendsSome FriendsSome Friends in Free Verse More Like This
A sacred word to all of the humans.
We all have our best friends and our normal friends.
We trust them and sometimes rely on them.
But some of them are just a mask.
They don't care about you and care about themselves.
They use you because they don't have anything to do.
When they are alone they call you so you can make them company.
But when you are alone and you need them they don't respond.
They leave you alone and go out with others so they would have an excuse.
When they have free time they call you so you could go and hang out wit them.
But when you want to be with them they are always busy.
They just use you to kill time.
They don't care about you or what you want.
For them you are a tool that could be manipulated.
They can use you whenever they want without thinking.
But when you need them they are not there to help you.
But that isn't harsh.
The worst thing is that when you see them making plans right before your eyes.
And they never include you into their
Had EnoughHad EnoughHad Enough in Free Verse More Like This
We walk in a line with chains at our ankles.
We sing a song of devastation.
But no one is there to hear it.
We are prisoners with no life left.
Misery is left for us.
Rotten food we ate.
Poison in our water.
Damned our souls are.
All the riches of these lands are now take away.
The culture is now at dawn end and nothing can stop it.
The road is infinite but only the wrong one.
At the end we all fall down in our polluted graves.
All this greed has made you foolish and soft.
All your devotions toward gold have made you mad.
You all should be in a clinic for mad people.
But you are not, you are the ones in control.
You never did had enough of anything.
You wanted all the riches of this planet for yourself.
This greed is driving you towards a self-destruction.
You never had enough of this greed!
Heaven won't hear you.
Hell will forsake you.
Your tears will become the new devotion of other fools.
Your bodies will act as a soil for the earth.
The greed of mankind will never end.
One to be UniqueOne to be UniqueOne to be Unique in Free Verse More Like This
The world is changing every second.
All the time we spent in thinking is a waste.
The world moves one and forgets us.
We are left behind in the abyss of thoughts.
We need to stop that and move on too.
I know it's hard.
But the first step is always the hardest.
And moving on from old habits is quite the challenge.
But no matter how hard things seem to be we need to fight.
We need to move on to the future of the tomorrow.
We live one life and we have only one chance at it.
One redemption in the end awaits us if we reach our dreams.
We have one dream that is big as space itself.
Only one chance to achieve it and one chance to fail.
Our lives are short and we waste them on stupid things.
We need to live while we still can our chance will fade in front of our eyes.
We need to rise from the mud and fight.
One life, one chance, one destiny and one redemption.
Death awaits us at the end of all.
And we are judged about how we lived our lives.
One chance to achieve our dreams.
End to AllEnd to AllEnd to All in Free Verse More Like This
The end is near and we fall.
Crumbling down into the dust of time!
All that there was now fades in the burning sun.
The wave of death crumbles upon us all.
Cold, unforgiving and cruel we depart this life with tears in eyes.
Tears that fall on the dry and dying lands who once were our!
Now nothing is left, their beauty is no longer.
Now desperation and demise awaits us as we go down in hell.
The time to pay for our mistakes has come.
The judge spoke the unforgettable words, till ends of time in hell.
Chains rock as we walk through the burning inferno of hell.
The weak are send to the chambers of end and demise to root forever through infinity.
No longer will they hear!
No longer will they see!
No longer will they talk!
The chains will bind their souls forever in the oblivion.
Only sorrow solitude in the cold metal graves awaits their souls.
Only when the guards come to them they will hear for a second in the infinity.
Tears will no longer exist in the cold grip of loneliness.
Reach Out for The New WorldReach Out for The New WorldReach Out for The New World in Free Verse More Like This
Pollution, devastation and suffering!
Words that describe us so well and they speak only the truth.
Truth everyone denies and underestimates.
All this pride will one day make us all pay.
Pay for the wrong we've done to everything.
Darkness replaces our hearts and we give in to our devotions of evil!
Evil that consumes our entire human race.
Carnage and sadness to all who lost the will to live!
But what life awaits us in this polluted dead world?
What hope do we have to survive this impending apocalypse?
How are we meant to live in such desperation and bear ourselves?
What does the future hold for our kids is it dark as our present?
But not everything is lost.
There is still hope to start again.
To try to build our future by destroying the past!
The future holds many unopened doors.
A way of salvation awaits us into the unknown.
We only need dreams.
Dreams that are big enough to reach the stars!
Strong enough to give us hope of change.
We need someone who is
Penny GirlShe was a liar,Penny Girl in Free Verse More Like This
The girl who always smiled,
She held on to pennies,
And said they kept her alive.
At the age of four,
Her father went to war,
And she gained the glazed smile,
And empty eyes.
She was over compulsive,
As if compensating for her past,
She let strangers take her hands,
And liked to dance in empty streets.
When she turned sixteen,
They had a knock at their door,
With a thousand flowers, I'm sorry's and
I wish there was more I could do's.
She Experimented with colour,
Covered her room, in every shade of red,
And filled spaces with photos,
Mementos and forgotten moments.
Eighteen, and her brother was brought home,
High on crack, and crying, by a stern-faced
Police man, He shook his head,
And passed him off, to the sister he never knew.
She learnt hebrew, because it was pretty,
And read books till half past three,
By candle light, while the rest of the street slept,
and silence rang true.
By nineteen, her brother had left,
And her mother had a midlife crisis.
She was left alon
IVI've forgotten her name,IV in Free Verse More Like This
The girl who never lied,
Her smile was always cold,
And her eyes seeped silver,
We lost her to a gun shot,
to her silent words,
My name is Ivy,
CatherinaShe had chocolate curlsCatherina in Free Verse More Like This
That skimmed her waist;
And alabaster skin,
Paper soft and worn thin,
Like all the books,
She lost herself in.
She liked to wander,
Through quaint book shops,
Breathing in the musty scent.
Sipping cinnamon lattes,
She'd sit surrounded by worn leather
Hard backs and sepia tone pages.
Wearing her little tea dresses;
With the high lace collars,
But no makeup,
She'd fawn over the classics,
Faulkner, Brontë, Dickens
Austen and Tolstoy,
She'd sigh, and lose
Herself to another world.
They all peeked out of her
Over sized hold all;
That contained her entire world.
She quoted William Blake,
Valued etiquette, good manners,
And status above anything else,
She lived somewhere,
Where class and good
Taste ruled all,
She was paper soft,
And worn thin,
Lost in a world,
King of the broken heart.She can't remember the colour of his name,King of the broken heart. in Free Verse More Like This
But feels blue pulling at the sides of her mind,
At the corners of her vision, so distracting, So true.
She says that in the grand scheme of things,
That it's perhaps not that big nor true,
But he's pulling at her heartstrings,
And closing off the rest of the world,
He's Farrah, King of the broken hearts,
(She knows this, she knows it's true)
Cause he's broken more than his fair few,
And pulls them close, and casts them off,
And by god, do they all fall,
'Cause he's Farrah,
King of them all.
False PromisesWe depended on promises,False Promises in Free Verse More Like This
not knowing the depth of the words
underneath the bedtime cuddles,
intimate goodbye kisses and
well-spent hours of laughter.
We were young,
deluded with the future
of growing up together
and waking up
side by side each morning.
But like any other romances
that bloom through the course of summer,
we eventually caught on
that under the promises we exchanged
was the fact that one of us
never meant it.
As I said, we depended on promises
to force our love to take flight.
In the end, our hearts took off
wobbling to stay put
until it reached its limit and fell down
into the sea of false promises,
beginning to be remembered
Looking Back and ForwardI.Looking Back and Forward in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I was on my way back.
The night was silent and no sound could be heard other than the monotonous tune of the mating crickets. If I remember correctly, it was right here when I confessed to her. The rain ruined my moment, but she got up to her tip-toed feet and kissed me up front. Her perfect soft lips, the aftertaste of cherry, her hand cuddling my left ear, it felt only yesterday when everything was in their right place.
The trees were still the same, tall and full of leaves moving one with the direction of the wind. The lake beside the gravel road where we first held hands was also the same. Everything was at peace. I would close my eyes and feel just how safe I am despite being alone. I smiled and looked at the infinite stretch of stars that filled the sky.
Like a distant dream, the feeling of what was once there lingered within me as each memory flashed through my eyes. I was almost there. I could see the moon, bright and ever beautiful, directly up ahead.
I sat on the grass as
Of treesDeep ghost-groves of freckled aspenOf trees in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
burn white beneath the winter sun,
whisper hoary adulation,
canticles for the Holy One.
And in the trees, the spirits dance
betwixt the motes of starry snow
illuminated by the lance
of lightning flash and candle glow.
All lights within this place combine,
reflect in splendour, white on white,
and mingle in a trance sublime
that breathes in peace through winter night.
The lofty heads of stately pine
rear up and brush the lowered sky
as if they could, by straightened spine,
so please the God who built them high.
Their incense needles, fragrant, fall
in silence to the chapel floor
and still above, they shade the hall
where ghosts who come by night adore.
Black on black, and brown by green,
create a hush bereft of light
where one may linger safe, unseen,
and sleep in peace through winter night.
SacrificeYou are goneSacrifice in Free Verse More Like This
but I remain
alone and mourning
I would devour the earth
I would drink the seas dry
I would burn the sky
and boil all human tears to nothing
I would put out the stars
I would spit on the sun
and salt my wounded eyes
to touch your hand once more.
But I am a servant
a child of dust
with no power to touch the sky.
So I will touch my heart instead
and since you cannot come back to me,
I will go to you, my hope
touch my heart and still it,
and I will come to you.
avalanche.The Ogre rises up among its brother and sister peaks, the Monk and the Virgin, a craggy limestone buttress looming above most of the north-eastern part of the Bernese Alps.avalanche. in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
The Eiger: 13,042 feet of sheer rock, cracks and treacherous ice-fields.
Many attempts to scale this uncompromising weather-battered mountain have been made over the years, but successful attempts didn't begin until 1938, with the brave perseverance of a team of four German climbers. As a twenty-year-old eager climber myself, I knew all the facts. The windswept North Face (Nordwand) was the height of all climbing careers when I'd been growing up. 1952 - the great year of the Eiger. In that year, twenty men made attempts on just the Mordwand - 'murderous wall' - alone, with eighteen of them making it to the triumphant peak. It was the year in which it seemed the hoodoo of the mighty Ogre was broken.
To a young Viennese piano-tuner, whose precise and delicate profession gave way to an intense, vigorous h
City asleepThe moon-sickle is in the skyCity asleep in Free Verse More Like This
and soon, not even that;
the stars, our saviours from the dark,
have gone into hiding.
I am trying to sleep
but the wind is howling,
demanding attention, requesting worship.
Silence that was here before
the wind came howling
was rich. The city laid dormant.
Unexpectedly so. The silence was
deafening on the corners that used to hum,
murmuring all through the night,
the magic of it enough
to make me stay awake.
But now, the wind is here.
The wind is the king.
The city, still keeping still,
pays its respect to lady silence
and I am making poems in my head,
thinking of you laying by my side,
too tired to get up,
too tired to fall asleep.
In the morning, we
see that the first snow has fallen overnight
so for the first time
we hold our hands together,
to keep warm, in an embrace of fingers,
as we walk down the silent city streets.
ReplacementMy fingers have forgotten how to dance;Replacement in Free Verse More Like This
the steps and pirouettes
they used to make with a pen
as it flirted with the paper.
They have abandoned the inconvenience
of the pen
for the simplicity
of a keyboard.
They still dance
from time to time,
but they are off-beat,
their rhythm is flawed.
And yet, that feeling I get
when my fingers
hold a pen
still soothes my mind.
TankaThunder is rolling.Tanka in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This winter feels like autumn,
no snow on the ground,
only rain fell this year and
your lone tears lost in the wind.
A summer day: haiku collectionrays of sunA summer day: haiku collection in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
caught in a sparrow's eye
morning's first song
smell of cut grass,
butterflies flying around
nowhere to land
movement of tree branches
shadows on the asphalt;
calm evening falls
sounds of the night,
crickets beneath the window
A treeI witnessed the life of a tree;A tree in Free Verse More Like This
Its brisk green spring,
Teeming white summer,
Tired auburn autumn,
Frozen winter slumber...
I witnessed the life of a tree
And found myself enamoured
With its brisk green petals,
White teeming flowers
And auburn coloured leaves.
But I loved my tree in winter still,
Though it was naked and sleeping
I lent it my heart
To keep its heart beating
Till the upcoming spring.
Her villanelleShe goes around, but never shows her face,Her villanelle in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Shrouded in shadows surely a strange sight;
Her figure leaves behind a bitter trace.
If it so happens or such is the case
You may see her in the morning or late at night,
Going around, but never showing her face.
Regardless of obstacles or how strange a place,
Over vast waters or at some great height,
Her figure leaves behind a bitter trace.
Steps always even, moving at a steady pace,
The time for her is always right;
She goes around, but never shows her face.
It's useless to try and avoid her embrace;
A man met her today, tried to put up a fight,
But still her figure left behind a bitter trace.
The touch she gave him felt lighter than lace,
But in that touch he felt all of her might.
And still she goes around, never showing her face,
Her figure leaving behind a bitter trace.
A small wonderWhat force gave you strengthA small wonder in Free Verse More Like This
To awake this late in autumn,
When cold wind blows in the mornings
And early dew turns to frost?
I do not know.
But to look at you,
A butterfly as ideal
As if you, a moment ago,
Leaped out of a children's book,
Is a gift and a sign of hope
For the harsh winter
Already knocking at our doors.
PrioritiesThe streetlamps burned out,Priorities in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Stars shone faded up above
That night in my bed;
Only darkness you noticed
Was the shade of my loose hair.
The Lady of the LakeTo seek the White Lady I went,The Lady of the Lake in Free Verse More Like This
to walk beside her lake;
it was late and dark, the first night
of November a most fitting night.
Such quiet and peace I found, that I
barely dared to whisper, softly:
"The leaves are crisped, frozen. You
are frozen. I wonder do you feel?
And all that water does not bring warmth
it chills, and you are chilled
to your bones; they glisten
in the depths, behind the murky veil...
I am truly sorry, Lady fair,
For your tragic fate that led
your bones to rest in such a place.
I come to share your pain;
if you dared to appear,
I would dare to take your hand."
Thus I spoke, but no reply was met;
The Lady, if she spoke, did so more
quiet than the breeze that chilled
me to the bones. I wept.
And blamed myself for trusting stories,
abandoning my hope to ghosts.
Then, a rustling sound, a whisper
of sere leaves reached my ears.
"My Lady, are you here?
If you appear, I will follow, I will!"
Urgently I spoke, trembling,
from fear or cold I did n
Sea Of RedI picked a flower from a field of roses,Sea Of Red in Free Verse More Like This
But it was not a rose.
It had no thorns or petals that glowed,
It was old and yellow anticipating the snow.
Deep in thought, I let it go
And watched it crumble between my toes,
It smeared across the frost-ridden grass,
No longer alive but part of the past.
The wind wailed where the flower once was,
And carried its petals up to my arms.
We danced awhile in the moonlight
With the stars falling around us like fireflies.
The wind then whispered upon my ears,
Drowned in its sorrow was its fear:
"The sea of red that swam like fire,
Once it burned of holy life.
And now you've gone and done it woe
By taking the treasure that we cherished so."
The moon bade farewell and turned to black,
The stars blinked out and fell like ash,
The sea of red withered to dust,
And with a gust the wind had to say,
"Play with fire and you will suffer,
But play with love and you won't find another."
Alone in the dark now everyone was gone.
Yellow petals fell fr
He Loves Me NotA rose sat on the table,He Loves Me Not in Free Verse More Like This
He promised it would never die,
And when it was worn and withered,
I did not cry.
It's not what I expected,
I knew the rose would not grow,
Into a lumbering, majestic tree,
That in the wind would flow.
The petals fell, one by one,
Browned under the burning sun,
Scattered across the table and chairs,
Worn and withered without a care.
And when the rose finally snapped,
I let out a deep sigh,
The weight of the world,
Broke its' neck,
But I did not cry.
I already knew what to think,
When I saw your face,
But I learned how not to speak,
When it wasn't my time or place.
I played your little game,
And we had a bit of fun,
But now we're driving in the other lane,
And all is said and done.
My shoulders are turned in,
The petals fall from my hand,
The ocean washes them away,
Down on the sand.
I know this wasn't planned,
And it didn't last too long,
But it's hard to pretend,
That I am still strong.
A rose sat on a grave,
He promised it would never die,
And when it was wor
Why?We cannot see,Why? in Free Verse More Like This
we cannot hear,
we cannot speak,
we are very sear.
We cannot stand,
we cannot feel,
we cannot walk,
we cannot laugh,
we cannot sense,
we cannot eat,
we are very intense.
Burned for life,
Lost in hope,
with nothing to gain,
Why go on?
We cannot be your friends,
we cannot be with you,
we cannot be here,
Thus we fear.
We cannot leave the house,
we cannot leave the room,
we cannot leave the world,
we are scared.
We cannot smile,
we cannot frown,
we cannot do anything,
we cannot be in life,
we are not alive.
But why us, why?
A Hotel RoomThere deep in the night, on a porch up high,A Hotel Room in Free Verse More Like This
She's holding her breath, watching the passers-by,
She knows not what they're thinking, and she doesn't really care,
So she turns around swiftly and leaves her broken chair.
She'll lie on her bed and wish to the night,
There's roses on the floor, she's a mess; a sight,
The clock counts the minutes while she counts the days,
And here on this hotel bed is where she will stay.
There's a knock on the door, but she doesn't hear,
She would be happy, even if it were her worst fear,
So she'll think of a place, where she once lived,
And the happiness that came, it always seemed to give.
The door creaks open, and in walks a man,
He's sweet and slow; advancing without a plan,
She's curled on the bed surrounded by soaking sheets,
Every hour of the night, she lays there to weep.
A rose in his hand, and a jacket on the floor,
He walks to the window, as if he's been here before,
He's not interested in games; he's not here to play,
Signed, AnonymousThat's what they call me,Signed, Anonymous in Free Verse More Like This
Two legs and two arms,
Two eyes but only one heart,
And still I'm apart from this world,
My name is different,
But my face remains the same,
And it's a shame that they call me
Pitiful, a disgrace; inhumane.
I might as well brand it on my forehead,
And wear my titles with pride,
After all, it's just a name?
What do I have to hide ?
Just a box of secrets, left in the dark,
An unstitched doll with a broken heart,
A letter, a rose and a glass of wine,
And a fine drawn line
Depicting the difference between love,
And a waste of time.
Oh, show me mercy,
For I never meant no harm,
But I've got you wrapped around my finger,
Like a kitten wrapped in yarn,
Oh, how I know you like it here,
My lover, my friend, my dear,
But time is just too trivial,
And I'm playing out your worst fear.
Here comes the smoke,
And the lights we dance,
The air will keep us afloat,
Because I offered one last chance.
Perhaps I'm spinning this web,
Farther out from my control,
RevelationYou made them stop.Revelation in Free Verse More Like This
Faster than a heartbeat,
The rhythm ceased to exist,
It was like a miracle,
I didn't even ask for it.
You made them quiver in terror.
Now I hardly hear them,
Overwhelming my every thought,
I wonder sometimes,
If they went off to destroy someone else.
And now that they are gone
I think about them,
Instead of the other way around,
It brings me to my knees,
But I know I'm stronger now.
You are always near.
So I can go on with my day,
No need to waste time on what I was before,
You made them stop,
You made them quiver in terror,
And now that they are gone
You are always near.
But nothing lasts forever.