Shadow ManShadow Man, where are you?
Lurking in the dark.
Hidden from the eye
Shadow Man, please hear me,
I bid you no harm.
Why do you hide,
don't you see?
I hear you when you hide,
when you walk along the walls
to avoid the ones below.
I can hear you.
Do you see me?
do you hear me?
I am here.
Listen to me, friend,
one hidden in the dark.
You should not have to hide
from eyes that cannot see,
hands that cannot reach.
For, Shadow Man, I see you.
Shadow Man, I hear you.
Come to me, my friend,
Let me show you the sun.
Countess of the FaytShe adorns the androgyny to the eyes of women and some menfolk, who with deviant devious eyes slip in to take a lot at the goods to galleries she doth give. Faces of angels, paintings and sculpture from and too heavy hailstone history in the falling. The palace of the colour haired countess where the princes come in many flavours and selection, they are regarded as a “plus” on two accounts. Meta meat upon her plate, from forests to the philosophies of fashion, dashings dressed to kill..to die for.Countess of the Fayt in Free Verse More Like This
With great degree she doth preside, collect the mysteries in thoughts so deep of our star studded universe, the black sheet of ponder, of wonder. Well read and well drawn, wellspring of the artists ally, one of the few women I have seen, scribe by brush and pencil the expand horizon. Countess, countess, best of the best, to be declared as nothing less. Dani, Dani, designated with dazzling downpour, renaissance woman, mayhap I send a Cesa
Double o sixA pocketful of pouch, the agent double o six has been stationed, the isolation zone a far cry from being on ice. Mel burns and the koala’s wear kinky cook hats, everyone on the solar stone grill, ate by the state, baking like human bread, where all gets and goes last. Sun soaked Sydney’s a man who can only sing sad soprano songs, Adelaide ablaze, days of heat haze. Temper temperature, whose expression of anger has ascended more, the weathers or the men from nowheres midsection?Double o six in Free Verse More Like This
Sunburnt dingo’s acquire hellhound coats as a way of fitting in the devil’s climate, each summers day like a thousand in one so I am told. The scalding star, sells a twenty something Celsius to its long suffering victims, the shining assassin of the outback that can’t catch a break in the form of a breeze. The whole country a dinner plate for people, a bakin
At the nightblades behestShort order storytelling in the plot pot today, cooking capers , black olive oil with a little help from a few papers. By popular demand I go with recipe over rhyme here , cracked egg hymen, spoon and speckling a twister called forth in the nightblade’s mindslash of its own. I review my options and decide for the better sunny side story up be my choice on request and preference, by the sword that laid the pavement…I wonder what breadcrumbs and un-chastised cheddar tastes like when it runs down with wet water as a riddle? Let’s boast to toast to it…At the nightblades behest in Free Verse More Like This
Nightblade in bitesized bits you can now more mightily , ideal munch, gobble up my gallery as its now to your flavour as a a result of my returned favour, for cutting into free for all to serve portions. At nightblades behest, within my petit breast I tap twice my chest and this piece
Not one of my finer balladsThe troubadour brings trouble to the travelling culture to make a bard withdraw and give sour or dour expression. Both acts have not been doing well so lately, the mundane visits of absolutely neither. I wonder who was it first who stole the others act and who started out just awful? Words got out all ways in any case, not much they can do now, practice makes pretty much awful in their case , cause their too stubborn, play only what they like, want, than blame the other when it goes wrong, no matter that they are both in the same sinking ship, boat.Not one of my finer ballads in Free Verse More Like This
Both acts to be axed, awful, needing execution not a thread technique, outlook of the oldskool, once upon a time music scene seems kinda bleak doesn’t it? So I, the third lark branch have decided to well write my own ballad about those two, rub it in their faces when I make it big on something based on them. I’ve also reported them in f
Arts and craftsThough they of fellow, deviant nature there’s a fine difference between arts and crafts and I’m the latter of the two. The devious do view but when asked declare no comment all. Others do not read or sample but a few lines and stop from there. Why delve when you can look instead their all thinking, I am expecting too much it seems. I drink his thoughts like the liquor come lemonade he is and the feels, the feels are resonated, reflected in him and me on this matter as we both have to live through it while putting out what we love, yet no one lights more fires.Arts and crafts in Free Verse More Like This
The online reader is a most awful one and I’d know because I’m guilty of it myself. Perhaps I am partially to blame, not being the socialite or the most commercialist in my manners. Stuck in gallery manor, mansion not getting my name out there by alerting others through entering no doubt
A toastTwo men at a table back and forth from captivity and their own discretion now. They took it one step further…went abroad caught on with criminals caged in other countries. When their disruptions were not enough to have them barred to other cells, they had others shifted, moved around after stirring them towards mischief. Very soon it was more than just them…the whole crooked populace were deemed inhospitable and let live on the outside. Forced again to slide into another undesired result. So begins the strong and the weak struggle..the supercrime nation! But they don’t have to do anything beyond speak…A toast in Free Verse More Like This
They toast to each other, as one pops in the refectory, they salute to this vision, bang red wine glasses then each other, two kings of absolute evil. The anarchy agenda, anarchy nation and extension, sharing of the chaos they could not just keep for themselves, just between the two o
Great Scott!I call shot glasses, rose tip, hip and tinted for the great Scott himself, the ace in the rabbit hole. I an odd Gordon to his galley and more than happy to be, quality carrot street, wonderland wizard, whom’s work I’ll be following to the end. No steps into Nolan’s land, a revenger, not avenger , a heroes welcome, prometheus predicament, sure why not throw in a comical dread. Mr rabbit you imprison me, without your drawings each and every time. Robots, Cargot and best beef buffed and served in the finest way British can buy.Great Scott! in Free Verse More Like This
The most timely, politest gent you ever did meet, production at the speed of the limelight Lapin in quality hop step, all hot off the shelves with fair comment. Cementing all others, second to none. London bridge is bloating, crowding, all from the old British tradition of queuing before the animal orifice home..for the rabbit man to be bought…brought out into the wild… I call shot glasses, rose
TrainingDespite the drain, difficulty in comparison and what not such writings bring to accounts of other things we come to declare, consider walk upon them as stepping stones that keep is afloat and in practice constant. Training grounds to stop, stride away from troubles in tuning the real thing. There is an enjoyment in the lack thereof and continuing such scripting can produce an ability to learn to love. A filling in the indent coming, doing repairs before a breaking..its sometimes necessary…to do what you’d rather not to get to where you’d rather be.Training in Free Verse More Like This
Can’t keep it clean all the time, commit yourself as if it’s a crime and maybe do a few on you’re way, the path can be crooked too. Write like a wicked weasel, whimpering the not wanted out to keep you going, I approve of this methodology toward improvement.
I think that I have spent longer th
Unsung heroesSome may look toward it as a might bit foolish, strange, but there are individuals who need no shields , no protections , appear weak and may be traditionally consider so, however I deem them the most underappreciated powerfuls of all among us. Neither pacifists , warmongers, passive assualters , schemers nor quick to anger or cower at adversity . Its not even an act of blockade, they simply smile , view through optics optimistic unshakeable as their overwhelming kindness…to uplift rather than lift…the strongest of all spirits…Unsung heroes in Free Verse More Like This
Man’s love affair with fictions of science, should observe ideas , flesh rather than skim skin them , provoke thought on social conscious as opposed to stoked bullets. Intellect over attack, see again another exploration of a theme above, the strength emotion brings, to keep the light a candle ever burning by being on the right side, not maybe
Review: About SchmidtAbout SchmidtReview: About Schmidt in Reviews & Guides More Like This
About Schmidt is a two hour comedy-drama film starring Jack Nicholson and directed by Alexander Payne. The movie tells the story of an older man who’s daughter is about to get married around the time his wife dies , problem is he can’t stand the son in law.
Well first and foremost it was a nice change of pace that for all the eccentricities of the lead here, seeing Nicholson play a regular old man rather than a psychopath or villain was definitely refreshing and plus. Rather his character here was very human, I especially liked the focus on his not very intimate at all relationship with his wife, a theme that is touched on in the second half also and his strained relationship with his daughter, this added a sense of realism to him here, not to mention good character development. Sentimental with a slice of side splitting would describe this movie pretty well , filled with humour and charm and even when it turns into a bit of a road movie it still keeps up, I f
No EscapeTaking small pieces from me,No Escape in Free Verse More Like This
As I lay fragmented and broken
He destroyed what was left of my heart
Casting me into eternal darkness,
For so long I've searched for a way to escape,
Only to be surrounded by this inky blackness
Everything was dismal, nothing made sense
Everywhere I turned, I was surrounded by pain
And all of it came from making a deal with him,
The beautiful devil with the cold, wicked eyes
Same dark smile that haunts me still
Out of nowhere, you appeared to me,
Sent from beyond the realm of dreams
And I was the one who cast you away.
But you hunted me, tracked me down
Using our hearts as a guide
To find your way back to me
It is indescribable, but I will try.
Your scent sends chills through me,
With a voice that breathes life into
My abused, broken soul;
Your touch amazes me with every breath
And when you look at me with those eyes,
My entire world stops
Only for you.
I want to share this feeling with the world,
Yet I do not know how to name
RunBeneath the cadence of your call,Run in Free Verse More Like This
I hear the wolves as they echo through
Darkest hour of the brightest light of night,
Nothing could ever be as dark as you
And what you are to me
What are you to me?
I merely blinked,
As I was eaten alive
Consumed by your hatred
And bled out of such rage.
I've only a single word for you:
Run as far from me,
And as fast as you can;
Else I should catch you
And devour all that is
A thousand ways to fight this feeling,
I shouldn't feel it.
I've never felt that I was human
Surely I must be a monster,
Fighting this monstrous voice inside,
The sound of instinct;
What the hell am I?
I catch your scent on the wind
And know only one thing:
That I must go to you.
Clawing my way past,
Nothing will stand in my way.
OverTell me,Over in Free Verse More Like This
Are you lonely ?
Lost within such a Labyrinthine heart,
Ruling from somewhere up so high,
Glaring down at me with those eyes
There you stand,
So opaque and obscure
With all the little pieces of us,
Twinkling in the distance,
Cannot fill the spaces between
Those that separate our hearts.
And I can't even say your name,
I wish I could just tell you
Someday I will find the strength
To say these words to you
What are you really playing at?
Cruel NovemberToday I picked a bunch of daisies...Cruel November in Free Verse More Like This
And they've got malice in their eyes,
Wanton coming on
Like forbidden decadent chocolate again.
For all the lands that have been stolen
As each of the meadowlarks decide to sing,
This was not meant to be a forever song.
Cast from the fires that burn throughout the abyss,
It is our greatest challenge;
Overcoming the white maiden martyr
She comes to us each night and cries,
Reaching out for the one that her heart still longs for...
And it covers me in coveted waves of silk,
Etched from such tears...
His crystalline presence blanketing the earth,
Sewing his seeds of sorrow and hate...
But they were not the ones to blame.
You've no one but yourself left,
Hiding emotion inside this cruel November...
It is a place of enormous sadness.
Like daisies, in the storm.
One by OneThe human soulOne by One in Free Verse More Like This
Is a thing so hollow
Not even time can fathom
The end to it's fathomless depths
Just like the hole in your heart.
No one wants a broken toy,
That is all that I can ever be
Shameful to burden society
With my petty useless nonsense.
Your eyes betray
So much more than you allow them,
And you are so much more
Than you give yourself credit for.
Haunting melody that calls to me in silence,
As we're gazing at the stars together
Everything goes by,
And we're counting all the scars
One by one
And the hidden meaning behind
The look in your eyes
Says it all.
Dragonfly's SymphonyI will forever be bound in this way,Dragonfly's Symphony in Free Verse More Like This
Caught in a spider's web.
A thousand drops of dew
Lying cemented to the floor,
Stretched right across the ceiling
And I am waiting here
I don't flutter like the butterfly,
Hovering around the prettiest flower,
Waiting forever for it to be mine.
Not quite foolish enough
To be the moth anymore,
Always flying into the flame.
I fly instead in straight directions,
Not caring about anything,
Except for getting somewhere;
Zipping past on a whim.
You are like the caterpillar
Waiting in the garden
Spiders weave their webs
Trying to cage me,
When my heart is set in illusion
And I just want to reach the end.
Flawless BelovedSo many people, swimming in a sea of facesFlawless Beloved in Free Verse More Like This
And you were once lost to me...
Though I'd searched, the place was never right
Timing was off just by a few minutes,
Moments slip like grains of sand
Falling down the hourglass of my heart...
From the moment I first saw you,
I know it sounds much too bold
But I knew you'd follow me home
From there, knew one day you'd be mine
To have and to hold,
Someone who compliments me perfectly,
Going hand in hand with my own ways
And so flawlessly intuned with my soul...
For so long I had wondered
Why there was so much darkness within me,
Why I was surrounded by it
Why it consumed me so completely...
But most of all, I wondered why...
It felt like I was missing half of myself,
Like I was incomplete
And without you, I am.
Without you, there can only be dark
There is no light,
And I know it's cliche' but...
You will always be my light
Even in all of this darkness.
Two halves of one shell
Drawn to one another
From across vast distances,
PrisonerLiving in such a worldPrisoner in Free Verse More Like This
Where every day is the same,
Everyone looks at you
With those accusing eyes
Saying you're ugly and filled with hatred.
I look at you
With eyes made only
For the one they see
In a dead, cold, blind world
Where claws sink into light,
Waves consume the drowning itself,
Love doesn't know it's own name,
And dreams are impossible.
The soul sings it's own dream;
Something most of us could never do
I am in a better place now,
One without cold steel bars
I am not meant to be caged.
That is what I am.
Imprisoned by the very thought
Of being free.
I HideAll that I am and all that I doI Hide in Free Verse More Like This
Is riddled with pure destruction,
Laced with toxic cyanide;
Never to be touched by mortal hands.
Can you buy a simple soul from me?
No, what I know is not for sale,
And even in your dreams
You could never see anything so pure.
Always saying things like
No, never, broken, so damaged;
Eternal, forever, always, so permanent,
And nothing can ever repair it.
You've stolen such things from me
That cannot be spoken of,
And yet I still must go on knowing
The true source of all this despair
My entire world is dying all around me,
And all I can do is watch the embers burn;
White hot, like the deadly pure magic
Which I am no longer to use.
Addicted to you and all of your charm
Not because of who you are
Or because you treat me well,
But because you cause me pain.
I've always been in love with pain,
Ashen cinders burning to a black death
Always wanting, but never feeling more;
At least I can feel you now
You're the only one in all the world
Who has the p
Cast OutI will forever be known asCast Out in Free Verse More Like This
The girl with the poisoned heart
No one could touch me
Surrounded by an invisible maze of thorns,
Unreachable, untouchable, undesirable.
And you are made of poison
Deadly, killing me
Weeding you out from my garden
You're not welcome in this Eden,
Cursed with the pain
Of a thousand eyes
Yet why is it none of them can see
All the things you do to me?
Moonlit promises only turn
Into halogen lies,
No such thing as safety
Your eyes burning away at my soul,
Where only darkness goes,
There is a hatred that festers and grows.
In a scream-filled fantasy cosmos,
You are dead to me.
This monster that you made me
Tried so hard to make you see
You are a lost soul,
Who can never be complete.
Forever Bleed( my heart)[VERSE 1]Forever Bleed( my heart) in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Stripped of all my love,
Broken and beaten, left all
alone. Dying, inside. You came
inside,with a wicked design.
To heal what was lost, to renew
what was next to destroyed.
But you couldn't see, what pain laid
inside. And How I bleed within!!
As I lay here, a broken man.
The remnants of what used to be
a soul. Sitting, in dilapidation, in front
of you. But you cannot see, how my
heart is inside. And how, it will bleed.
Oh bleed, forever NOW!
Darkness, enveloping me.
Pain, taking over my brittle heart.
Consuming me, head to toe. Destroying
all resemblance of what used to be a
man. This evil, inside. Wanting so much
more, but knowing, I deserve no rights.
Knowing, that this is my doom, my destiny.
Seeing,inside. The pain, as it festers
within. Destroying, all that was human.
But no one could see, the true pain that
laid inside. And how I bleed within!!
As I lay here, a broken man.
The remnants of what used to be my
soul. Sitting, in dilapidation, in
Eternity[VERSE 1]Eternity in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The stars twinkle on, the world turns
round. Everyone looking on, with a lie to
fill their eyes. Never noticing, those around.
Or the pain that festers within us.
They smile and carry on, not caring who
is suffering. As long as they never feel,
the misery that fills me whole. They'll walk on
never caring, for it's only their nature.
Never wondering, what depth lies to me.
Or what pain may reside in my soul.
They ignore all the prevalent signs, that my
soul is screaming in agony. For they do not care,
how, I cry for something more. For a love,
beyond my grasp. Unwilling to see my pain,
or offer a helping hand. I inwardly scream,
praying, my soul may some how rest.
I fight again alone, as it was destined to
always be. This battle shall never end,
of these demons that rule my mind.
As I bleed eternally, what has
this world done to me.
As look on in misery, look how
these demons have mutilated me.
A nightmare that was once was a farce,
has become my reality. A
The world turns round, without a care.As the world turns round, oblivious to all around it. The horror, pain, and dilapidation. That so many lie in. Yet the world turns round, without a care in mind. As mother earth, ignores how much pain and incompleteness, her people lie in. The world turns round, as if everything is fine. While, me and others, inwarldy scram for a release. Life, refuses to give. Forced, to embrace, our own calamity. Praying, whatever gods may be. To quicken, our end.The world turns round, without a care. in Free Verse More Like This
As he sees his doom[VERSE 1]As he sees his doom in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Theres nothing left of this broken
man, he is terrified of everything.
His heart crushed, past the point
of no return. Empty and alone,
miserable and hated. A man with
no love. A man, lost in a sea of pain.
But you walk on, not a care in your
heart. Because you cannot see, the
agony, that dwells and festers within.
As the pain resonates through him,
he puts on his best smile. Hoping, that no one
can read the misery on his face.
Longing, for so much more. Yearning,
for a love he knows he does not deserve.
Ready to allow the light, to penetrate his
broken heart. As he fights for his own,
never knowing whether he has earned his
keep. He slides down, as he lets the
darkness, destroy his all.
Smile after smile, laughter after laugh.
He masks, the agony, he feels inside.
A prison of his mind, of his broken heart.
The darkness by now, has eaten him alive.
Leaving nothing but a empty shell you
once called me. This bitter man he is.
The world looks on an
They have finally won( my demons)[VERSE 1]They have finally won( my demons) in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
(What are you gonna do,when the beasts)
( You locked away, break free.)
(And run rampant, through your mind)
Beasts and fiends, monsters of darkness.
Here to consume all!
Dementing, all that was once good within
you. Leaving you, and tortured man.
Eating, your soul. For its lunch.
As these demons, take over you.
Haunting me, consuming my soul.
These demons, run rampant in me.
Feasting on my flesh, feasting on my
very essence. Draining me, of the hope,
that was once mine. Awakening, a evil,
inside. Creating, a creature. Never seen
before, this monster of pure evil.
Has erupted from me, destroying, what
was once left, of a good man.
A living nightmare, has emerged.
Emerged, in my mind. Making me,
the monster, I always feared.
Creating, such a evil. I have become
a force unstoppable. Slaughtering, all in
my path. Laying waste to these poor,
innocents. I have now, become, the monster,
I most feared of all!
Haunting me, consuming my soul.
A lie we liveBeauty of the outside, is only a farce. Meerly, a trick of the flesh. To draw attention, to draw appeal. Is it real? Indeed, it is. Because the pleasures of the flesh, rule thy mind. The flesh counts, to those with only a worldly mind. A farce of happiness, we have created. Yet the truth remains, it is only a apparition of our conscious. To bring about a happiness, that will never be fulfilled. Because our illusion is created, by choice. To trick us into feeling of fulfillment, that remains unreal. Because true beauty, lies not on the skin. But, what resides inside. Who, the person is. When will our infatuation with the flesh ever end? Or are we doomed, to be slaves. Slaves, to a farce of happiness. Or will we finally let the truth, set us free.A lie we live in Free Verse More Like This
The DarknessInch by inch, nail by nail. My soul is crucified, on the wheel of life. As darkness creeps through the light, with a evil intent in mind. To cage and ensnare, the innocents of life. I fight the pain, I resist its grim beckoning, to take me over. As the voices of a thousand souls, scream. Scream, for the light, to penetrate their broken hearts. Darkness, the agent of chaos. Yearns only to consume, all that is. A mindless beast, hell bent on destruction. To eat and devour, all that is, was, and is to come. Relentless, and powerful. Darkness, creeps into the world. On a bloodlust, never satisfied. Not until all, all souls. Are left in dilapidation. It feeds on our hopes, feeds on our thoughts. Twisting and turning, til our darkness within, is awoken. Transfixing us, as it feeds on our souls. Til nothing, is left, inside.The Darkness in Free Verse More Like This
As I lose you slowly[VERSE 1]As I lose you slowly in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I smile, tell you how I love you. Knowing deep
inside, you will be ok. Yet time goes on, it
progresses, and you grow to become less and
less before my eyes. I start to panic inside,
I see how you have become, with this illness
you endure. It breaks my heart, every time I see you.
Yet I can't force myself not to go see you,
I am holding on, holding to the hope, I wont lose you.
Even when it becomes prevalent, I will.
My heart screams in pain, that I am losing you.
Yet my smile deceives you everyday, as I mourn
the fact, I am slowly losing you, every passing day.
Death approaches, on his wings of firery
furry. Swooping down, the angel of darkness.
encasing you head to toe, taking you to a
place you cannot imagine. Pure evil and pain.
A place of eternal suffering. Sent from Satan himself.
But what is he really? Angel of darkness, or
As they lay suffering in bed, I cry. From the pain they
endure, and the pain we feel as we see a loved one
dying slowly. I
Cast into[VERSE 1]Cast into in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The world laughs at his pain.
As it begins to consume his being,
snatching any hope of happiness he
might ever hold. As the world ties
a mill to his neck, and casts him into
that vastless thing, we call the sea.
This man, drowning slowly. Being
drug down my the mill tied to his
neck. As his pain, pushing him under.
Til he sinks to the ocean bed, drowning
ever so slowly. Feeling the weight of
the ocean and the world crushing him,
ever more, til he is snuffed out.
He feels like atlas, pushed to
his knees by his feelings and
demons, and pain. He wishes he could
this world off him, but humanity has
chained it to his body. Chained so tight, that
steel has melded into his flesh. Crippling his
This man, drowning slowly. Being
drug down my the mill tied to his
neck. As his pain, pushing him under.
Til he sinks to the ocean bed, drowning
ever so slowly. Feeling the weight of
the ocean and the world crushing him,
ever more, til he is snuffed
Tonight it ends[VERSE 1]Tonight it ends in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
His heart, lies. Lies in a pure
state of dilapidation. Rotting from the
inside out, his core melting.
His resolve, nearly gone, forever.
A broken man he lies, as his worthlessness
washes over him. This bitter man, he will
always remain. A victim of his past, of his
present and ever cursed mind. As his own
demons, run rampant, and destroy is his soul.
His only resolve to continue on.
As he wakes again alone, this prisoner of
his own. He screams in agony, for his release.
Yet none, ever comes. He sits swallowing all his
sadness, and pain. Craving for a happiness,
forever above him. As he looks on in hatred
at the world, he cries. Cries to be taken
away, to a better place. Praying the sweet, oh
so sweet Mr. Grim pays him a visit tonight.
As he reaches for his judge to end this life
This man all alone, suffering all alone.
There is no light, willing to penetrate his
broken heart. He has come to fear the
light, and wonders it may bring. For his
demons, work to k
Mind of the CreatorWords fall from my lipsMind of the Creator in Free Verse More Like This
Like so many lustrous drops,
Hitting the floor with a crescendo of tinkling
Like the ruin of a glass candelabra,
Pooling on the floor so gracefully
Like quicksilver and solid gold.
Perhaps my hazel eyes deceive you,
Leading you, an innocent child, into a charnel house,
My world a rhapsody that unfurls so slowly,
Leading you deep into my secret mind,
Pulling your body into another dance,
Leading as you're forced to follow.
It could be that my shine is lost on me,
So many fleeting memories blinding.
It could be that I'll never know the truth,
So many words left unsaid.
It could be true; that beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
So it can't be in the mind of the creator.
The PianistFingers gusting o'er the keys,The Pianist in Free Verse More Like This
How sweet the music sounds
That tinkles from the keyboard
And just how the mind surrounds.
The strongest heartfelt soul cry
That echoes without a word
Will cause the ache deep in the chest
Long after the last note is heard.
Oh, let this bliss endure,
Let it wash away my pain,
And let these tears that fall from my eyes
Be like a cleansing rain.
This sweet intoxication
Will never be the same,
Each haunting chord will bear away
A different part of my shame.
Sweet and sultry siren,
Your torture I'll endure
Until you take your final bow,
So lovely and demure.
I'll not forget this meeting
I've had with this, your kind,
I just hope that I will find one day
Your song's gone from my mind.
Broken SoulTeardrops slowly crawling down the glass,Broken Soul in Free Verse More Like This
Fog rising to hide the rest of the world,
Misty grey eyes staring at nothing,
One trembling hand over a painful heart.
Dewdrops beaded all over the pane,
Casting precious rainbows over the one
Swallowed by darkness, untouched by light,
One shallow breath following the last eternally.
Water pearls skewing the reality beyond the window,
Twisting it into a reality far different
Than what can be witnessed from the outside looking in
On another broken soul.
The FallenTo the beat of another's drumThe Fallen in Free Verse More Like This
We fall from up on high,
Our wings have faltered with our cause,
And we cannot but know why.
The rushing pace we did once keep
Has vanished in the wind,
Our heavenly tools are left behind,
All faith do we rescind.
Our loving hearts have long since stilled,
Our breath has gone away,
Our golden feathers fall behind,
We chase the light of day.
And one by one we break apart
To land so all alone,
Without the love of those above
We call no place our home.
Oh, fallen angel,
Please speak unto me,
Oh, fallen angel,
What darkness do you see?
Oh, fallen angel,
With hope your life redeem,
Oh, fallen angel,
At night I hear your scream
And I know I'm not alone.
Stripped of what we once held dear
We crawl along the ground,
They mark us all as different here,
Disguised, we're safe and sound.
But we can't join them as they look
Up high to watch the moon,
We know too well what eyes look down,
We can't get caught so soon.
And by the light of morn again
Our whip marks have al
WarAt first a line is drawnWar in Free Verse More Like This
In sand, its flow disturbed,
And a reminder stark
Of the minds of men perturbed.
The fateful die is cast,
How many lives are lost
In battles hot and plenty
With no time to find the cost?
A pale face in a tower
Looks out to see the dawn,
Her corn-blonde hair so long
It just might reach the lawn.
Or is it for the girl
That's sleeping in the tower
Enrobed with thorny briar
That resists so many a power?
Perhaps the battle lines
Are made against some devil
That threatens all the crops
And whose defeat will make us revel.
A monster to be slain
Should now unite our cause,
Though when the fight is won,
We'll kill our allies without pause.
So many reasons do we find
To shed the blood of others,
A different colour, race or creed
Could never be our brothers.
We care not about what's right or wrong
When we go off to kill,
For a little harmless genocide's
Enough to cure every ill.
Always The Sacrifice...Once it seemed that life was but a dreamAlways The Sacrifice... in Free Verse More Like This
And it moved with no rhyme and no reasons.
I was blind; in my eyes were the stars and the lies
That shift slow with the changing of seasons.
I could stretch out my hand right across this great land,
But no one would reach out and touch it,
And the loneliest fate is to stand there and wait
Without seeming a desperate misfit.
I grew old 'fore my time 'twixt the sugar and wine
And forgot how to dance in the summer.
But the world did applaud, and they raised prayers to God
That their children would grow as they slumber.
As I took up my place in the ongoing race,
I did scarce have the time to remember
That the childhood I left was still too wide a cleft,
When I left I would still be a member.
Now I walk down the street, rarely missing a beat,
As I watch all the pain and the sorrow,
And I know that my eyes look so old and so wise
As I search for my way to tomorrow.
The past is the past, but it's never the last
That we see of the long faded glory,
GravityFluttering, twisting descent,Gravity in Free Verse More Like This
Your rushing flight evokes
Such poignant feelings
Of help and hopelessness,
No one could stop you,
Oh, the madness of nature
As you shift from one foot
To the other in the blink of an eye.
Perhaps it was the thunderclap
That forced your hand
In this matter of the mind
Over what is real and true,
Or it might have been
The infinite courage
To take that last, empty step
That makes the dream a reality.
And the rapid heartbeats below
Can do nothing to stop
What all watching eyes
Know what will come next.
The screams will shatter the silence
Like a baseball bat on glass,
Painting the night once again
With the blood of guilt.
And then the silence of shock sets in,
The thrill in the veins dying into numbness,
The deep quiet shared
From heart to heart as one
As the light of another life
Is extinguished by the hand
Of hard reality, proving once more
Isaac's laws of gravity apply.
Broken CrownJack and Jill went up the hill,Broken Crown in Free Verse More Like This
Though who sent them, I still don't know,
To fetch a pail of water
In the midst of winter when the ice was thick.
I saw them go with a worried heart,
The hill was slick and steep,
Such children, just trying to do what was asked
Despite all the risk in store.
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
Dying the white snow to red,
And Jill came tumbling after,
Though her hurts weren't all that bad.
I rushed to the side of my darling child
Who was quiet as if just asleep,
And the tears all well up unbidden
As the courtyard fell silent again.
Sailor's DueSo deftly does the ocean roll away,Sailor's Due in Free Verse More Like This
The silver surface mirrors breaking day,
The newly woken bird stirs into flight,
It's beating wings do honour vanquished night.
The slow and gentle lapping at the rocks
Does laugh at tempest fierce, oh how it mocks,
And though the sailor's warning skies are red,
The peace does lure them all out from their bed.
Against the paling sky a figure strolls
And on the beach he daily pays his tolls;
His footprints in the sand to pay his debt
That sun and sky and moon cannot forget.
The crashing of the waves, the passing time
More sour than the juice of greenest lime
Cannot wipe away the darkest sin
That he committed just so he could win.
The pealing of the bells, his opening eyes
In plea to vengeful heavens, clouded skies,
He pauses at the brink a sprig to launch
As he recites the names of comrades staunch.
The circling sea-bird high lets loose a scream,
The man does stir, waking from a dream,
And slowly walks away, his day to face
In restitution for his comr
First KissAt first the blushing rose does mournFirst Kiss in Free Verse More Like This
It's colour on my cheek,
It's hard to breathe as tightness
Squeezes my ribs until they creak.
My heart is beating far too loud,
Why can't he hear the sound
As he invades my private space
And with arms, me does surround?
And then his face is closing in,
His breath gusts 'cros'd my face
And though my knees are shaking,
I'm stuck here in my place.
So soft his lips are gracing mine,
Emotion is conveyed,
And through my closing eyes I feel
My whole life I've betrayed.
I want to shyly pull away,
Oh, this I just can't face,
And should someone come barging in,
No way could I keep grace.
But I can't turn away right now,
There's no way I could go,
Not only would I hurt him here,
But my own pain would surely show.
So what if I am insecure,
So what if I'm not you.
So what if I won't fade away?
I've proven that I'm not blue.
And though this moment's awkward,
And though I'm as red as a balloon,
I'll endure this torture
That I know will end too soon.
Answer MeQuestions scare people away,Answer Me in Free Verse More Like This
If they scare you away from me,
Then I guess we shouldn't be friends,
I ask to receive answers,
If you can't answer me,
Then find another person,
That likes to deal with rude people,
Just One SideI’m dead inside,Just One Side in Free Verse More Like This
Just not yet,
On the outside,
But that may change,
Wanting to SleepThe rain pours,Wanting to Sleep in Free Verse More Like This
And the house is silent and chilled,
You feel a little sick
But sleep isn’t here,
You lay so still,
Wanting to drift off,
To a sound sleep,
But it doesn’t come easy,
After a while your mind is at peace,
And only then,
You can drift off to a sleep you had been waiting for.
Ghostly AngelI woke up, in my bedGhostly Angel in Free Verse More Like This
In my pitch black room
My ghostly friend was back
And wanting to play
Her life was taken away
At a very young age
She wakes me
Night after night
Just to play
Like a child wants too
She was so young so pure
She didn't deserve the death
She had to adore
With a gunshot to the head
Was a drunk
And didn't want to hear her cry
All scared of ghost of the night
She is my ghost
In the night
And I welcome her in my home
I'm not afraid
Every soul needs a day
And I'm the one that makes her day
Night after night
And I don't think she will ever go away.
What A MoodI’m been in a mood,What A Mood in Free Verse More Like This
And its mood I can’t explain,
I’m just here to be here,
I feel pointless,
And a waste,
I have no idea what got me here,
But I’m here,
And I want to change,
But I’m clueless to how,
So as for now,
I’m stuck in a weird mood,
And I hope it doesn’t bother you,
Like it does me
Where Do I Belong?Walking down a lonely road,Where Do I Belong? in Free Verse More Like This
As I go,
Not knowing where I was going,
Or where I was,
I had been walking these lonely roads for days,
Hoping to find my way,
To some place great,
I want to see the world,
And I want to find a place,
I fit in,
And I belong,
so far I haven't,
But I know I will,
I will be a bum,
Until I find a place,
I feel loved again.
You DecideYour mind is yoursYou Decide in Free Verse More Like This
Only you can decide what to do
And when to do so
Don't let others
Make up your mind for you,
Never Time To RestI wake upNever Time To Rest in Free Verse More Like This
And feel like I didn't sleep at all
I am so tired
I need to take a break
I need to rest
But my life is so fast pace
And it's hard to slow it down
I get one day to relax
Then I am running fast as light the next
I guess I have to be old before
I can get a real break
like I need
Your A loser Before A WinnerYou stand here today,Your A loser Before A Winner in Free Verse More Like This
As brave as can be,
You want to fight to win,
But my friend,
Life isn’t all about winning,
You have to lose to learn,
Just how to win.
Leela To FryYou're an idiot,Leela To Fry in Fan Fiction More Like This
you never think twice,
you never think once!
You're immature and childish,
you can't do anything right,
and you're too slow to realize
any of this yourself.
I hate how you're always trying...
trying to "make" me love you.
I hate your pointy hair
and your stupid grin.
I hate that goddamn jacket,
you never wash the thing.
I hate the way you screw things up,
never sticking to plans.
I hate your stupid ignorance,
why don't you stop trying?
Why do you love me?
I don't like you.
Just stop trying.
It's getting annoying,
Don't you ever give up?
Your effort is futile.
I hate the way you say the wrong thing
at just the wrong time.
I hate the way you look at me,
please, just turn around.
I hate the way you act on impulse,
I can never judge your movement.
Don't try protecting me,
I can look after myself.
Why did you save my life?
I said I'd never "come around".
Stop it already!
I hate the way you never give up,
the way you always love me.
I hate the way you act s
Why I WriteI write for the readers,Why I Write in Free Verse More Like This
The ones who see with their minds.
I write for those who hope,
Those who wish,
Those who wonder.
Sometimes I write for the mad,
The ones who see things differently,
The ones who aren't afraid of the unknown,
The ones who dream by day.
I write for the poets,
I write for myself,
For my insane beliefs,
For my wandering mind,
An outlet for my thoughts.
I write for the singers,
Those who aways hear songs,
Those who can make music with anything,
Those who dance to unheard beats.
I write for the optimists,
Those who see only beauty,
Those who hear only wonderment,
Who feel only hope,
Who seek the brightness.
I write for the pessimists,
Those who see the darkness,
The ones who hear the cries,
Who wish they could hope,
Who cling to the shadows.
I'm stuck in the middle.
I don't write for publishers,
Unless they really hear me,
Unless they see my voice,
Unless they understand.
I write for the minority,
Those who don'
The Mind Of The WriterAlways with a pencil,The Mind Of The Writer in Free Verse More Like This
my eyes keep seeing words
ideas keep on pouring in.
Erase a hole through the paper,
Writer's block my foe,
instruct the pencil
to dance with the pages,
a most creative ballet.
My mind is swirling all the time,
all I can think of is fiction.
Poems string themselves together,
as for stories, the endings come first.
A sentence will pop into my head,
coming from nowhere.
I'll look at a word
and find inspiration.
Shakespeare's a genius.
Forget about Einstein.
Think you know darkness?
Write about fear?
Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe,
one to admire.
But I'm not famous.
I'm not like these writers.
I am unknown,
just a simple dandelion
in a field of yellow.
Don't stand out,
Just one of the others.
But I'm not fading anytime soon,
I'm not going away.
won't blow away with the wind.
I will still be standing.
Among the monarch butterflies
I am the swallowtail.
I'll stand out,
won't go with the flo
Who Dares To Write The Truth?Who dares to write the truth,Who Dares To Write The Truth? in Free Verse More Like This
Who dares to write without fear,
To write what we need to hear
Not what we want to,
Who writes what's real,
What the world really is,
Who dares to criticize
What no one speaks up against,
Who really writes
For the world?
Will you write the truth,
Will you speak up,
Be the rebel,
Ignore the consequences,
Lead the people,
Demand your say,
Your own opinion,
Condemn the drones,
Programed in dull,
The ones with minds like mush,
Fed lies upon lies.
Don't ever trust everyone.
Will you speak up
When called upon,
Are you the brave one,
The only brave one,
The one one who speaks their own mind,
Who's thoughts are their own,
Who fights the drones,
Who leads the vigilantes,
The ones who are able to think,
Will you lead them out of pointless war,
Lead them to stand,
Wind at their backs,
The majority all around.
Will you lead them to stand,
To stand up against
The feeders of lies,
The drones and the cons,
They will claim to
WanderingLost.Wandering in Free Verse More Like This
I'm wandering to find the path,
looking for something I cannot find-
I'm lost and I can't find,
I cannot find my way
in this maze of thought,
I've gone too far down
in the pit that leads to nowhere
in the abyss
of smothered light.
I have gone,
I just can't see
past the sorrow,
past the fear,
in the final dying breath,
the faded light,
the silent song.
I am lost
and I'll never find the light.
Where've you gone?
I cannot see...
I'm too far away.
Not close enough,
not free enough,
I just can't find the way,
the path back to life,
the drifting music's say.
Where are you?
Can you find me?
I am lost.
I am blind.
I've been left behind.
And who would see?
Who would be
concerned for a soul
such as me?
Who would look
for such a mind
lost and tethered
I can't find you anymore,
so far away,
so far away...
and who's to say
if I can be found?
The Artisan KnightHere I am, the gallant knight,The Artisan Knight in Free Verse More Like This
trapped in a room where I cannot fight.
Here I am silent and still,
gazing out the windowsill.
I paint the world outside my cell
dragons and demons fight as well
as the battles raging in my head
the harrowing feeling that I might be dead.
I let my brush sweep the skies,
I build a world full of whys.
Dizzily, I speckle stars
and give new life to planet Mars.
But footsteps break me from my page,
I pace inside the mental cage,
my mind is melting with my brush
its colours dulled, no longer lush.
I hear them calling out my name
but I must paint just one more frame,
dripping down across the sheet,
I let the colour stain my feet.
One with art and art has won,
I'm done, dear god, at last I'm done.
I cannot take the pain much more,
the voice who screams, my mind so sore.
So here I am, the gallant knight,
who has long since lost his final fight.
Here I am, my mind a flood,
painting pretty pictures with blood.
AloneI'm stubborn,Alone in Free Verse More Like This
stuck in the clouds,
and dark as hell.
I believe that Heaven is not for me,
because I'd rather come back.
I care about life and think about death
much more than I really should.
I always look up when I'm on the ground
and down when I'm in the sky.
Longing for something that I cannot have,
dreaming of freedom,
though I'll never have it.
I like to howl
on dark moonless nights,
I love my time alone.
I feel like speech is a waste of time
but I'm always trying to be heard.
I know there's no one
to share my thoughts,
no one to sit with in silence
atop my favourite tree.
I'm the only one in the world,
I know I am.
The only one like this.
But I don't care,
I talk to myself
when no one shares my views.
I like to sing
when no one's around,
I love to breathe,
take in the world around.
And no one can steal the night from me.
How I love the moon....
I am alone,
as should be.
I am alone on this Earth,
there is only me.
No one one thinks this
In The Real WorldIn the real worldIn The Real World in Free Verse More Like This
utopia is just a word,
the sky ain't always blue,
death's a thing that's far too true
so get it through your thick head,
eventually, we'll all be dead
and life ain't no paradise.
In the real world;
what looks like jam is likely blood,
lock the gates so it won't flood,
our dreams are where we all escape,
forget the shock that burned the plate,
bite the bullet and don't be late,
we'll all forget our dying date.
In the dream world;
the gates will sparkle like your eyes,
the presents come, a big surprise.
Forget your life, the deep demise,
cut the bow and slash the ties,
I swear the boiling point will rise.
Don't wake up, you will despise.
In the other world;
those skies are falling down and down,
finish the calling or you will drown.
Express yourself, perpetual frown.
Save your breath, await the death,
if all you deem is but a dream
than wake the ache, your bloody heart,
grasp the dagger, throw the dart,
cling to your forbidden art.
So wash the wound
'cause life's got te
I Dream By DayI dream by day,I Dream By Day in Free Verse More Like This
When thoughts provoke
And wonders awoke.
I dream by morning and noon,
When the sky is so blue,
The sun glistens high,
When you can wonder why.
I dream of wonder,
Or galore and splendor,
Of fear and strife,
Of equality and rights.
I dream utopia,
The incredible impossibility,
A topic so often raised,
My vision different from all,
My view only my own,
Can't see other's thoughts.
They can't see mine.
I dream of freedom,
Of wings that fly
And legs that run and run,
I dream of blissful skies
And the depth below.
I dream of dreams,
Of wishes and hopes,
Of the great human flaw
To hope the impossible,
To wish the unthinkable.
I dream by day,
Thinking about the night,
Wondering what the birds are doing,
Wishing I could take flight,
Leave it all,
Condemn this blight.
I dream of wonder,
And dreary dismal.
Nothing is ever perfect.
Not even dreams.
I am a dreamer,
Don't worry about calculations,
Those numbers always floating,
I dream of p
If I Had WingsIf I had wingsIf I Had Wings in Free Verse More Like This
I'd fly away from here
with all I hold dear
held deep in my heart.
I'd live for the freedom
of wild blue skies,
lost deep in thought,
no more despise.
If I had wings
I'd have no more hate,
I'd fly with the birds
and their own silent fate.
To sing and to call,
to laugh and to fall.
To live and to breath,
to never ever leave.
No one governs the skies,
no tyrants, no wars
just the soft sun arise,
and below sweeping shores.
Wind in my hair,
feathers so fair,
I'd swoop and I'd dive,
simply being alive.
If I had wings
I'd reach for the stars,
wouldn't need any cars,
just go with the flow
all you need to know.
There'd be no more pain,
I'd just fly away.
No more eyes streaming tears,
no more time, no more years.
If I had wings
I'd simply be free,
not a worry in my head,
not a thing I would dread.
I would be free....
Fly with me now,
don't need to ask how.
Spread your wings,
as the birds do sing,
If I had wings,
I'd live for the night
when the stars shine bright,
Escape From RealitySometimes when I close my eyes,Escape From Reality in Free Verse More Like This
I dream of a calmer time when I didn't cry.
To slumber alone in those sunshine days,
Where I was at peace: away from the craze,
Yet I fear I'm wondering lost in their urban plague.
Sometimes when I close my eyes,
I escape to a darker place where I can die.
To linger awhile in that luminous night,
Where I can be content: caught in the daze,
Yet I know I'm struggling now in this hopeless phase.
Sometimes when I close my eyes,
I think of a serene dawn while I sigh.
To vacate away in that voidless space,
Where I shall be alive: independent of that maze,
Yet I wake I'm choking air in that distant place.
But I'm just silently screaming!
From all this dismal dreaming,
When all my tears are sorrowfully streaming!
From my horrid heart that's bleeding,
Can't you see how hard I'm pleading!
UntitledI smile when it rains,Untitled in Free Verse More Like This
It drives away the black passion and the scarlet pain,
Tearing up my white flesh again and again.
It's the only thing that keeps me sane,
When everything else is driving me insane.
I smile when it snows,
It covers up these ruby scars that will forever show,
Hiding silver marks on golden skin I know.
It's an antidote to this shade misery that flows,
When everyone tries to deduce my glow.
When Push Comes To ShoveWhen push comes to shove,When Push Comes To Shove in Free Verse More Like This
I know times will get tough.
Hell I don't need an angel from above,
To recite rhymes of reality,
And to say that life is going to be rough.
When push comes to shove,
I stand on such fragile ground.
Oh I wish I could fly away like a dove,
To soar silently in sobriety,
And never hear my death in that sound.
When push comes to shove,
I realise that the task is up to me.
But I cannot do this alone my love,
To pursue this poison called poetry,
And forever may I lack eyes with which to see.
Ready To IgniteMy chest feels like a furnace,Ready To Ignite in Free Verse More Like This
And my lungs are on fire.
Death is my mind's only desire;
But I will carry on with bitter grace,
Knowing my ashes may leave no trace.
My chest feels like a grenade,
And my heart is about to explode.
Shall I continue down this road?
But now I stop because I am afraid,
That the life I lead may never be saved.
My chest feels like an anvil,
And my ribs feel like lead.
In my palms is black blood that bled,
But I am scared so much my stare is still,
With bleak eyes I accept misery for good or ill.
Doctor DeathDoctor Death will see you now,Doctor Death in Free Verse More Like This
"What is it that pains you?" asks he,
"I have a burning in my breast," says I,
"Looks like a coronary in your chest," says he,
And his cure travels down into my veins of a tree.
Doctor Death will hear you soon,
"What are your ailments?" asks he,
"I suffer from an amorous affliction," says I,
"Seems to me your an addict of addiction," says he,
And his prescription cuts out all that could be free.
Doctor Death will meet you here,
"What is this illness of yours?" asks he,
"I'm dying from a disease," says I,
"This emancipation I'll tame with ease," says he,
And his remedy calmed my rage like the turning of a key.
If This Be My LastIf this be my last,If This Be My Last in Free Verse More Like This
I'd better scar the sordid skin,
With a blade cut flourishing fast.
I might not know where to begin,
But I'll end this loathsome life of sin.
If this be my last,
I'd better bruise the bloody bone,
With a hammer blow anguishing aghast.
I never believed this could happen,
But now here I stand with a knife sharpened.
If this be my last,
I'd better tear out the traumatic tendons,
With a scythe flash punishing past.
I could suffer so much internal pain,
But I'll always have these umbra urges again.
DisillusionmentI need direction in my life,Disillusionment in Free Verse More Like This
To rid myself of all these sufferings of strife.
Too long have I been roaming in a ring,
With eyes so erudite; but yet I know nothing,
That could open a door onto a new destiny.
I need direction in my life,
So I can harvest those rewards that are rife.
Too long have I been waiting on the wire,
With idiotic inspiration; but I'm dancing in fire,
Will I realise my potential to purge my past?
I need direction in my life,
Instead of counting those notches on my knife.
Too long have I been worrying upon the wind,
With confused conscience; but I fear I'm too blind,
Even if my path is hellish I still hunger for hope.
A Bad PersonAm I a bad person,A Bad Person in Free Verse More Like This
Just because you don't like me?
I can't help the way I am,
Nor do I need this grievance you see,
Though the friendship can never be born.
Am I a bad person,
Just because you hate my smile?
It's not a statement of self,
Honestly I find myself to be vile,
But you don't need to send me into oblivion.
Am I bad person,
Just because I act the way I like?
I'm sorry if I'm such a git,
I didn't mean to generate this psych,
Yet your judgement has passed and you've won.
Just Not That Guyi'd like to be able to tell you thatJust Not That Guy in Free Verse More Like This
i think you're absolutely gorgeous
or that when you talk it gives me chills
that when i see you my stomach
becomes a host for all sorts of fluttering
critters all eager to escape by any means
that when you wave at me
it sends goose bumps down
my spine that then circle my
my entire body and leaves me
dying for more
and they told me i was crazy for
trying this hard just for a girl
but what they don't understand
is that you're absolutely worth it
i wish i could hold your hand when we
walk together, as i some times see you
hinting to when you brush your fingers
against my palm, or the way you walk
real close to me everywhere we go
but darling, i'm just not that guy
i've made mistakes
Prosthetic In Lovei'm starting to realize thatProsthetic In Love in Free Verse More Like This
how well i treated you was never
a variable when you were considering
being with me.
because i treated you like a princess
and he treats you like dirt
yet who are you with?
every day is a reminder of how much
effort i put into trying to make you
understand how much i truly cared
- a reminder of how you
me and left me stranded
without any means of survival
and i never asked you for much
a warm body
well even that seemed too
much for you to manage
so i gave you a
or what i thought was
forget the rest, it's all bullshit
and you couldn't even do that
so maybe if i start sleeping
with other girls,
calling you out of your name
when we fight,
Tell Me I'm Greati long for recognitionTell Me I'm Great in Free Verse More Like This
for someone to tell me I'm great
for someone to take the time
to read everything
to fully understand every word
every period placed or
period left out
for every cliche phrase
or something innovative
i long for someone to
tell me i'm great
i ache to be universal
to have students in a
class room sitting
around a teacher
book in hand
listening to intricate
stories and tales
and saying my
while they learn
of great people
i want to walk by
stores and see my
name in windows
with shelf after
shelf of my work
lined up around
of my latest
i'm a writer
i have no soul
my soul is in words
and every poem and
is just a piece
to a grand puzzle
that i disassembled
the day i began
Don't Tell Me It's Overdon't tell me it's overDon't Tell Me It's Over in Free Verse More Like This
because i'm not going to listen
and you can push me away
try to shut me out
but no matter what
i'm not going anywhere
tell me anything
you don't love me
you want me to go
you don't want to try
you've already given up
you're tired of getting caught up
none of it will matter
because i'll always tell you
i'll never give up
and i refuse to accept
that you don't care anymore
maybe i'm stubborn
maybe i'm hardheaded
maybe i'm wrong
Every SeptemberGood intentions were covered upEvery September in Free Verse More Like This
with poor sensitivity and maybe a rather
high lack of hand-eye coordination as I
reached outward, offering my hand in
hopes of helping you up from your latest
scrape and tumble on the ground.
With knees covered in dirt and holes in
your jeans, I took you home on the pegs
of my bicycle, riding along a poorly paved
road lined by dying trees as Fall's fury was
becoming more evident each day further
into September we fell.
You told me you loved me once, when we were kids. Maybe we didn't know what it meant. Or maybe we knew better than anyone else. Either way, you said it, and I believed it, and it was reciprocated. We said one day, when we were all grown up, we'd get married, and live in houses like our parents have. We'd have exactly two kids, two little girls, because neither of us wanted boys. You, because boys were icky, and me, because I hated my brothers.
And we promised each other that we would never date anyone else, or fall in love with anyone else
One True Love Gone WrongThere was always a promise ofOne True Love Gone Wrong in Free Verse More Like This
true love: the cliche always goes that
everyone has someone out there for
them, they're "one true love" but I
often found myself asking what if
you mess up with the one?
does love come again or
are you meant to
be alone for
it kept me awake
had i messed things up
with the only one
maybe life grants us second chances
but what about third and fourth
so what happens to us
ill fated lovers who
got it wrong the first
time and now lost
our chance at love
well i'd imagine the
next best thing
is better than
I'm Just A Manyou've got to understand thatI'm Just A Man in Free Verse More Like This
baby i'm just a man, and all these
neurotic twisted little
that you have
don't make much sense to me
i'm not able to comprehend that
when you ask me to leave
you really want me to stay
or when you tell me to
you need me to talk
i don't understand how
if you wanted me to
you'd push me away
it's all beyond my
men are simple creatures:
we say what we mean
and we mean what we
but girls are just so complicated
and it doesn't matter how
far you push me
i'll always hold on
with dear life
and there'll never be a
time when there's
no room for you
so don't get mad at me
when i don't
it's not on purpose
what type of man would
i be if i walked away
when you asked me to
i know that deep down
inside you don't
want me to go
even when you beg me
to get out of your life
you always bring it
back to me
and make it
up to me
you're the best thing
i've got going
it doesn't matter how hard
A Complaint From Tear DuctsMy tear ducts started cursingA Complaint From Tear Ducts in Free Verse More Like This
me for being so excessive and I
tried explaining to them that it
wasn't my fault, but they didn't
want to hear it.
You Had Me At Helloi'll always give you one hundred percentYou Had Me At Hello in Free Verse More Like This
even when you feel like i'm not listening
or maybe that i've stopped trying
that's never the case
and it may be hard to understand
you may not completely
but i'll try my best to explain
even though no guy
will admit it
we all are intimidated
there's something about
a beautiful face
that makes us
and turn off
a pearly smile and a
subtle wink is all it
and you take
it was never a matter
of whether or not
i always have
and always will
it's just hard
to show you
I Hate This GameEvery time I started losingI Hate This Game in Free Verse More Like This
I would simply turn off the console
Or throw the controller across the
room out of blind rage, acting like
a child should.
But there's no turning off this
console or pressing restart
There's no pausing and returning
to play at a later time
There's no saving at a check
point or bonus at the end of
Life is full of obstacles and
bosses that try to prevent
you from reaching the end
of the level and beating the
True FriendsYou call a stranger your friend.True Friends in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe you know a thing or two about them.
But are you really friends?
Do they stand by you
At your defeat?
Do they wipe the tears
From your sad eyes?
Do you talk at night
When you can't sleep?
Do you laugh and smile
And share your glee?
Will they never think
Will they risk their lives
To rescue yours?
Will they tell a lie
To see you smile?
Will they hold you tight
All through the night?
Do they know the words
You need to hear?
Do they always seem
To be near?
Will they be by you
Till the very end?
Do you give them trust
Like no one else?
Would you swear that they
Won't ever leave?
Did you think one name
When you read this?
That is your true friend.
Promise MeYou've never met mePromise Me in Free Verse More Like This
But I hope you shall.
I am thankful for the fact
That you trust me so much.
Talk to me
Cry with me
Hope with me
Laugh with me
You won't be sad again.
I can be whatever you want me to be.
The shoulder with a towel
That one pair of ears
The best friend you think isn't real
Whatever it is,
I'll always be here.
So wipe those tears
And promise me
That you'll be happy.
Second LoveI won't makeSecond Love in Free Verse More Like This
The same mistake
One more time.
That was the last time.
It's not worth it.
I know it for sure.
I'm not gonna lose
What we have now;
What we'll have forever.
It took a while to build.
In a flash
It could break
And leave me alone.
I'm not going back.
My first love betrayed
At the sound of the truth.
My confession was useless.
And it hurt me for years.
Last time it happened,
I was young
And a fool.
But now I know what to do.
I'll just stay quiet,
I won't open my mouth;
We'll continue life as it is.
Nothing will change.
I'll just adore you
I won't come close.
It's no big deal.
I'll inhale your beauty
With my eyes
As you keep breathing.
It's enough for me.
My senses will come alive
In your presence,
Wherever we are.
I can live with that.
Never In My LifeLooks like you don't care anymoreNever In My Life in Free Verse More Like This
About the memories that haunt me every night,
The demons and ghosts that won't let me sleep.
Do you remember that day
When we first met?
We knew from the start we'd become so close.
But I never thought you'd end it this way.
It seems like you've moved on,
Like you don't even care.
But I won't forget you.
What You DidIf only I could show youWhat You Did in Free Verse More Like This
All the things you did to me.
I'd like to see your point of view.
Wonder if you'd agree.
FinallyYou did hurt meFinally in Free Verse More Like This
For as long as our
I don't know
If you knew
But I tried many times
To tell you.
I guess you never
Opened your ears,
Not even when I tried
To break the lock.
I won't let you continue
To tear me apart
When you're so far away from me,
So I'm finally moving on.
It took a while
But that day has finally arrived.
So when you see me smile today,
Just know that it's true.
Thank YouThank You in Free Verse More Like This
I'm waiting for the right moment,
That one opportunity,
To thank you for all that you've done,
For releasing my inner soul,
For showing me the truth of this world,
For unveiling that one secret
Which I never knew even existed.
If it wasn't for you,
I would still be
Lost in my own head.
I'd still believe in love
But not in the things in which I do now.
I wouldn't be who I'm not today,
So thank you for breaking my heart.
Fill In The BlanksDear _______Fill In The Blanks in Free Verse More Like This
Before you rip up this letter
Or better yet, burn it to ashes,
Please hear me out.
You never gave me a chance
To truly tell you how I feel
About your decision
And your reasons for leaving.
I said I was okay,
But why couldn't you see
Through my very first lie?
All of my tears,
All my despair,
It was all hidden
Behind that smile.
Oh my sweet _______,
When will you see?
Your mind was made up
That day you left
So I didn't bother to try
And make you stay.
I know you'll be back one day
Crying you're sorry,
And I won't say I told you so.
Don't worry about being ashamed.
After all, you never let me
Have the chance to tell you your mistake.
No, you had already closed the book.
Skipped a few chapters
And the happy ending.
Went straight to the back
Where the preview is
And we're all thinking
"What if this happens?"
But the story's not over, no.
The end has not arrived.
I'm not gonna say, _______,
That it was pathetic,
As long as you realize your sin.
You hurt me so bad.
Dug deep in m
As Much As YouNo, I don't know how you do itAs Much As You in Free Verse More Like This
You make me believe
That nothing else
Can hurt me
As much as you
Not one thing in this world
Can inflict so much pain
Not one soul
Can damage my mind
As much as you
Not one life
Can mean to me
As much as you
FreefallIt's so much easierFreefall in Free Verse More Like This
To fall down
Than to fly high,
Doesn't take much effort
To launch yourself towards the ground,
But you need strength to soar.
I wanna be like you
But it's hard to get
Where you're at.
But what happens when you can't dig deeper?
Still too weak to climb back up,
So should you go left or right?