TriumphTriumph in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
triumph for the King
His truth will be acknowledged
all shall be revealed
Leaving the Day BehindLeaving the Day Behind in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
leave the day behind
to a night of peaceful sleep
stars will bless your dreams
My Darkest HourMy Darkest Hour in Free Verse More Like This
My Darkest Hour
I've become lost
In my sundered reflection
I've finally crossed
The line of desperation
I sense something sinister
Something that is beyond cruel
My tears seem to hinder
Ready to break down soon
The darkness is always waiting
To rule / To conquer
To swallow / To devour
To return / To overpower
The shadows are always lurking
As I cry / As I weep
As I beg / As I plead
As I fall / As I grieve
The blinding fear is consuming
My anxiety-infected veins pour
I'm beyond weak
I don't want to be afraid anymore
Let me bleed
This is the only way out
A perfect exit for a coward
No longer am I bound
I couldn't survive my darkest hour
ApartApart in Free Verse More Like This
I couldn't see the consequences-
As I tried to trust my heart
I just couldn't resist-
The blind love that ceased my wars
Helping me let go of the struggles-
That I foolishly held in my hands
I freed the thoughts that quarreled-
Tears fell in order for me to stand
Truth can be the worst enemy
Lies can be the strongest ally
Harmony isn't immune to tragedy
Because you made a myth out of your apparent humanity
Mistakes can never be renamed! / Scars can never be erased!
Compassion is used as bait! / Two sides to every face!
A piece of peace is caged! / Watch the bridge burn away!
I'll desecrate the meaning of “passion”
You redefined my every moral
There will be no hesitation
I won't need anyone -anymore-
I ignored the risks-
Of handing over my hope
Killed by a kiss-
Turning my world to stone
I believed in your deceit-
And I fell too hard
My mind endlessly screams-
UndeceasedUndeceased in Free Verse More Like This
It's just a matter of time
Before I leave myself behind
I've almost pushed everything away from myself
And soon there will be no more reasons to beg for help
I'm slowly dissipating, and as this continues on there will be nothing else
I am just too tired
The ending is all I desire
I quiver as the waves of life crash against my hollow shell
Striking endlessly, and after living through this I don't even fear the depths of hell
Because being this strong means I've accomplished killing every emotion I've ever felt
This life of mine shall be undone
My era of hopelessness has begun
I could be so more much than this
I do have a purpose, yet I still resist
I yearn to have it all but I don't even wish to exist
So let the day of the rapture come
But leave me be, the lone soul who is numb
I contain my own apocalypse in my palms
But I will never release it, I
Dreaming Of BloodDreaming Of Blood in Free Verse More Like This
Dreaming Of Blood
I lay solemnly asleep-
Crimson droplets rain down
The heavens are weeping for me-
Releasing all the tears that I won't
I'm cradled by the secrets from within
And the promises of hope that I'm afraid to sing
Along with those memories that bring me to the very brink
My closed eyes peer up at the sun-stained sky
Painting a portrait of a desired life
Yearning to feel what it's like to live without strife
As my unconscious hand reaches for a trustworthy knife
I open myself up for the first time
And experience my body shiver and cry
A RED RELEASE! / A LIQUID SCREAM!
A CHAIN UNLEASHED! / A NIGHTMARE FREED!
Casting away the years of past consequences
I hit rock-bottom many times before- so I'll do anything to become painless
I temporarily let go and stop another era of darkness
And I can feel once again from acting so careless
I consider it harmless if I survive my own carna
The Spoils Of WarThe Spoils Of War in Free Verse More Like This
The Spoils Of War
On continents- Wars have been waged
And bad blood as been shed
In countries- Leaders have been made
And some promises were never kept
In towns- Peaceful protests have been planned
It was just another way to fight against
In cities- Raging riots have been started
Because they were fed up with all the bullshit
There are established governments
Who are supposed to be for the people
But they continue to make corrupted investments
It's just a group who exercise and taint their freewill
We have soldiers we praise and soldiers who shock us on the news
Some fight for their nations and some fight with their titles that's abused
We have police officers who serve and protect, but there's also dirty cops
Each one has a reason but some are just in it for the money, which is never enough
There will always be another side! / There is always another face to hide!
Greed is in cahoots with pride! / Envy and wrath devou
My Invisible LifeMy Invisible Life in Free Verse More Like This
My Invisible Life
On the surface of anxiety
Getting used to this melancholy
They'd always be here to help
I've always only had myself
Opening the gates to this hell
And the screams are revealed
I let my sorrow and resolve meld
My desires are overtaken
I know this isn't right
But my lies weren't convincing
So this will always be my invisible life
Era Of SilenceEra Of Silence in Free Verse More Like This
Era Of Silence
Cascading glares swim around my whole body
Searching for some kind of flaw that I might have
But they don't realize that my life is the problem entirely
I can hardly keep on hiding all of the imperfections I secretly grasp
Denial is simple / If you say so
Pretending is impossible / I can't let you know
So I no longer speak for myself
No, not anymore
I feel that I deserve this hell
My pure torture
I'm just too snared by the knives in my back
No one wanted to accept me for who I really was
That's why I had no choice but to put up this wounded act
But I guess that's what the feeling of losing everybody does
Guilt is truly consuming / If you succumb to it
Sympathy is harshly damaging / The infliction is endless
I always put myself last
But first to feel the carnage
I let peace slip through my hands
I hate being so goddamn selfless
I hold my head up high toward the sky
So the tears will eventually dr
Remains Of A FlowerRemains Of A Flower in Free Verse More Like This
Remains Of A Flower
One by one
I love you so
Petal by petal
I want you to know
Second by second
I would never let you go
My sick heart clutched the surroundings on the inside
Filled with unseen love that can't make it's way to the outside
Unseen tears bide, along with these strong feelings that I try and hide
My whole body wants to just curl up every time I see you
Concealing the secrets within, I guess there's nothing else I can do
So like a human flower, the emotions I have for you just grew and grew
Never ceasing, never sleeping, never thinking of anything else
I hate this daydreaming, because I always self-consciously doubt myself
Dwelling over the fact that I never stood a chance at expressing what I really felt
One by one
I couldn't take it anymore
Petal by petal
I had to confess what I could no longer ignore
Second by second
I needed to say everything that I should've said before
But you stopped me, and didn't even give me a chance
You were like a frostbit
A Glass WarriorA Glass Warrior in Free Verse More Like This
A Glass Warrior
Accurate, is the deliverer of thy last breath
Steady, are the hands that control death
Quick, are the decisions that commence
Life itself is put on hold
When war wages between reapers fueled by greed and hope
And freedom is at stake when the hidden beasts are provoked
Watchful, are the eyes that hide behind flawed masks
Careful, are the steps that keep a calculated distance
Fearful, are the walls that withstand every gory experience
Time is protection's worst enemy
As the hourglass of the mind empties
Prevention to all except the desolation of my serenity
Imperfect, are the mortals that fight in thy name
Defective, are the stains that inhumanely remain
Broken, are the stories that retell of the suffering and pain
Scars became a metaphor in an instant
When my soul exiled its innocence
As I wa
Reflecting IllusionsConvincing skies reflect my dreamsReflecting Illusions in Free Verse More Like This
Translucent mirrors mimic my visions
Revealing only what I want to see
Erasing runaway thoughts of opposition
In this perfect world of mine-
I am in complete control
There are no illusions of wrong or right-
For the filter to reality is my own
Stereotypes are nonexistent
Thus, there is no swift judgment
And there are no moments of hatred or resentment
There is no shame! / There is no pride!
There is no pain! / There are no lies!
Serenity is the number one priority
Hearts have full immunity to adversity
And tears have yet to be given an opportunity
A home where promises aren't broken-
And people aren't taken for granted
A place where discrimination is dormant-
And hope is freely handed
My eyes paint the desired
An infinite radius is my canvas
Fantasies continuously transpire
It's an art form that defines: unpretentious
This Tree Is LonelyThis paper's so far goneThis Tree Is Lonely in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
That I can't read its words
And this tree is not enough
For the nesting birds.
'Cause it doesn't meet the expectations
And it can't afford to take any vacations
All it does is s t a n d and w a t c h you walk
Its reaching branches unable to talk.
But if I read its words
I'd bet it'd say-
Did you forget me again today?
And all I want to say
Maybe I'm only part of the forest fray
But I am d i f f e r e n t
'Cause I'm the only one praying on my knees
What did you do to me?
You see, this tree
You don't know what it means to me
And neither does he
This sylvan place makes it so hard to see
But, glancing through the green,
I can see what this tree means
And, like this tree,
I felt lonely
The Word WhyEver found yourself wondering why?The Word Why in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Why to everything, everyone
Why even question it?
Why aren't we done yet
And why are we here?
Why to be happy
And why to have fear.
Guess that's the one thing
To stop me from leaving here
But why go
If there aren't any tears?
And, looking up to the sky
I wonder why I'm not a cloud
Or blue ink spilled very high
That never really came
And maybe nothing is real
But the one word plaguing my mind
From my head to my hands to my heels
There's only one word to find.
Why look, why run
Why open up your eyes
When there's no sun
When someday you're gonna die?
Why live if everyone already knows
Are only growing up to die?
No Words Are Capable Of DreamingSeriouslyNo Words Are Capable Of Dreaming in Free Verse More Like This
I look in the mirrorlmirror
The dates on this screen
And I can't see how
I ever got this far.
Have I existed before?
'Cause I can't feel anything but a soul
Is any of this
Any of this
It doesn't feel like it is.
Does anybody else feel this way?
Is anyobdy here in this place?
Don't recognize this date
This year, when did I begin?
How did all this happen?
Ever pinch yourself
But still not feel assured
That this wasn't a dream?
If what seems right
Is what we can barely see?
All these memories
Sucumb to me, they say
And it's easier to
Believe what everyone says.
But what about my soul?
Not my gut
Or my brain
Or even my whacked-up heart
Playing On and OnGuess no one here can hear youPlaying On and On in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Over their own voices
NO ONE left to fear you
Strangers in a CROWD
Once those we all knew
Don't like this place, too loud
But no one LISTENS to you.
Still, KEEP PLAYING
Though most only clap
In hopes that this is your LAST
Even though the music's fading
And, pretty SOON
It's just gone
PLAY ON, play on.
There's still a small group
Of us, who CHEER
Maybe even proud of you
And I can see
That traveled 'cross a mile
All to get here.
Ignore the JEERS
Don't let them stick for long
Don't HEAR the WORDS
As they cover up YOUR SONG
PLAY ON, play on
Because the music
Is NEVER really gone
Drop to TomorrowThis week is a SPIRALDrop to Tomorrow in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And I'm falling
This place is on FIRE
STOP, and CONSIDER
DROP to your feet
Nobody'S with her
Won't stop me
Everyone'S a kidder
Don't say what they mean
ROLL into bed finally
'Cause I'm almost there.
Dreams come from MERCURY
Or some other place
No need to hurry
'Cause time has its pace
Can't wait to wake up
The ABSENCE of SMOKE
Mirrors will BREAK up
And the bruised, GRAY cloak
Between me and them
Will sieze to matter
Everything will SHATTER
INFERNOS are gone
And the RAIN
This place is on FIRE
I can't breathe
Guess I'll make like a tree
Then I'll LEAVE
STOP, and consider
DROP to your feet
Wish today waS tomorrow
And SIGH in your seat.
What We BecomeYesterdayWhat We Become in Free Verse More Like This
I could feel the music
Under my feet
In the air
Between my fingers.
I could reach out
And notes would flutter out from my body
Made of everything but colors.
My wings were green
And they were feathered as a pillow-bird
They launched me
Into the sky.
I couldn't see
But I could feel it
Under my feet
In the air
Between my fingers
Dusting my eyelids
In every word
Is not what matters anymore
It's all about:
Never mind that yesterday's tomorrow was:
Because today is already:
My wings have flown away
Left me behind
And all I have is their frame
Dark to the touch
GlasSYou see this girl?GlasS in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
She's a blurry mirror
That no one can read
No one to hear her
No one to help her
To find out what she needs.
Everyone that speaks
Is another no one
Ignoring what has happened to her face
All her life
She's been waiting for a someone
And now she doesn't have that many days.
By whispering shadows
So close to falling down that flight of stairs
Everything she ever wanted most
Out of reach
Or even ten thousand prayers.
This teenage boy
Is a stained glass window
Standing out, still destined to fade
Glance at the clock
It's a hundred past
The time he was supposed to reach his gate.
Another kid, you or me
Is a glass pebble
In someone else's hand
Getting ready to be thrown out to sea
As someone decided
It didn't need any more land.
I am the mirror
And now I only see their stuck fast feet
Someone hear them
Someone launch them
And teach their weak butterfly wings to beat.
Panes of glass
And a pile of pebbles
All caught up in a fire's silver vapo
DriftingI have a feeling that the world's beginning nowDrifting in Free Verse More Like This
This place is stirring, I can feel it
'Cause I'm looking down
I'm not afraid to see what I know is there
But I can't bring my head up without a prayer.
These leaves are drifting along the ground
From place to place, just like me
Only I don't find myself making a sound
Just being swept forward through an endless sea.
My soul is heavy with all that I bear
It's hard to move while in the underwater deep
But I've got you
So I can make it there
Even with the sorrows that I keep.
no man's landYou've got a blanket bunched around youno man's land in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
But you can't hide for long
The world has got it out for you
'Cause everything you do is wrong
At least, that's what they say.
Then all a sudden I can see your eyes
Always wondered, but I never thought
That I would ever get to see you fly
Now I know you'll never be caught
Your wings are stronger than theirs.
Wanted to ask you, could I tag along?
Maybe I'm the harmony to your solo song.
I know it's not about me
But I think I need advice
As more days pass, I comes to see
I've fooled myself more than twice
Don't let them shoot you down
But, if you think you can
Turn around a minute
Try and take my hand
I'm in no man's land.
The hair that covered your face has been pushed back
And everything is different now
'Cause now nobody wonders how
Or why you had jumped off the track.
Now that you're back and ready to take up the fight
I look at my own hands and know that I'll never reach flight
But you're the sole survivor
That I'm cheering on to race
ListedEverything that happens todayListed in Free Verse More Like This
Is another brick
Built between you and me
Even if it's good, it's not okay
Or what it seems
In my mind.
Propped up like a doll
Can't see anything at all
But the demons never left this place
Even if I called
There's no one left to hear
Will I ever
Live a day
Without them near?
Looking over my shoulder
This is much too heavy to hold
So I let it go
And it all falls to the floor
Put myself first
Then fall back once more
Don't see why I should
Have to do all this.
What would happen
If I put me on my list?
Ruthless [persistent]Ruthless in Free Verse More Like This
words flood a fire in my synapses
forming sentences, shapes, ideas
it is a barrage,
wild and unruly,
SilhouetteI composed a thousand poems in my head tonightSilhouette in Free Verse More Like This
as the twilight glows faded and evenings shadow grew.
It seemed the time passed slowly as my mind pictures flew,
every lingering moment cemented in lexis;
my thoughts wrapped up in you.
The brevity of time is offensive
as words tumble about in my brain.
Restless eyes closed but seeing still,
I compose and write and rhyme my pain
until sleep spreads a less than tranquil stain.
While slumber is toiling about in my memories
I will do my best to bring forth forget,
a cold, dark and painless shroud.
No mysterious antidote, but a freeing net-
erasing everything except your blank shadowy silhouette.
DesirousDesirousDesirous in Free Verse More Like This
enveloping and preserving, we
fall into an endless age of
and stars that blind
behind closed eyes.
a great gulf churns,
filled with a cacophony of our secrets,
needs and desires separating the press of today from
and your dark eyes that bind me.
Like A Mirror.
the sweetest sighs
layered upon, drenched within and
my soft skin
with your rough hands and resonant voice-
hearing my heart's desire through the shroud of this surface.
See. Behold. Embrace. Entwine.
Worn Empathyyou and I have a bit of a problem.Worn Empathy in Free Verse More Like This
I think you might be in the dark about a few things
why don't I shed a little light.
you crave my kindness, my clever words, you ask for more
and yet you return them with a sardonic slap
why? (rhetorical question here, please don't bother answering.)
are you so skeptical of a kindness that you request
that you give in to your fear and strike to hurt?
let me tell you a tiny trifling little secret you can't hurt me.
(I said that very slowly and with a modest amount of sneering venom.)
because guess what, little one?
I have looked evil in the eye, I have had its stinking form cover me
once upon a time I tasted betrayal drenched in words of love
and even worse, I lost blood of my blood before she ever felt my kiss.
there are scars upon this self, this soul, that will never make it to paper
and yet still-
I can reach inside and hovering close to the surface of my being
is a deep well of compassion and love that never see
PhobetorI rest in sleepPhobetor in Free Verse More Like This
when he enters and
hovers beside me.
surveying my sleeping form
his soft visual caress takes in my bare feet
peeking out from under the blanket.
his all seeing gaze notes
my naked legs cozy under the covers.
he glides up the bed
a sense of anticipation gathering;
he licks his devilish lips.
my dark unbound hair dresses the pillow
and he leans in close to inhale its
warm coconut scent.
my eyes begin to dart rapidly
beneath my closed lids and he
his imperceptible icy fingers drift
along the line between my breasts
up the warmth of my vulnerable throat
touching the point of my chin and moving to
the soft skin of my lips.
his palm settles there while his fingers
wind their way around my freckled nose.
Rock SkipperI have an affinity for water. It soothes my soul somehow, makes me feel safe. It entices, bewitches and beguiles. In the quiet, when the water is smooth as glass, it pleads a silent invitation. The endless stillness calls to me, begging for something. I have been called like this since I was a child and there was only one consistent solution.Rock Skipper in Philosophical More Like This
Rocks. Now, I am a great skipper of rocks.
There is something about walking along the shore, searching for beautifully flat rocks. The joy of the hunt, the thrill of such a simple chase is magic. My eyes scan and peruse the tan sand grains, searching for perfectly flat-sided rocks. Running constantly in the back of my mind is the thought of beating my record of eight skips. I accept or reject on that basis. The water invites, the wind whispers. I stoop and smile, sandy fingers searching, while dark hair flies around my eyes.
One thought persists: all I need is one flat side. Color matters not, size matters not (not really, I'm that good of
Recollectionyou are mystery,Recollection in Free Verse More Like This
slipping through my fingers;
I had you once, didn't I?
My safe place to landCome and rest awhile, I invite.My safe place to land in Emotional More Like This
Sit, enjoy and learn about the place I love.
Listen, as I describe the place my heart cries out to, "I am home."
Here, where the birch and the pine
reach high in the crisp blue sky, crowding the road.
Where the clouds are lazy
in the winter winds one moment
and tempestuous the next.
Look and you will see in your mind's eye
places steeped in Native legends
lands filled with mystery,
trod by feet thousands of years ago.
Names as familiar as the eyes in the mirror
call out as I pass:
The Devil's River
I reach the place where I am half-way between the equator and the North Pole.
I am home.
Frozen waters lay next to gentle lapping waves.
A world of white open to explore.
Images beckon of days gone by,
where a little brown haired girl
ran free in fields and beaches
barefoot, dirty and filled with joy.
A place with all seasons and enough days to enjoy each.
Long lazy sweltering summer days,
skin brown and kissed by the su
Your favourite colorShe asked him what his favorite color was, and he replied "magic".Your favourite color in Philosophical More Like This
"Truly?" she replied, with a quizzical look upon her face.
She pondered this idea for a few moments, circling round and round the idea of the color of magic. Images spoke quietly in her mind and she had an imaginary conversation with him in return. It went something like this:
"There are many colors in the world, dear. Think of birds. Think of all the colors of imagination found in their sweet layers of tiny feathers. The Rainbow Lorikeet and Crimson Rosella have over half a dozen colors to choose from between them. A simple black bird, an owl, and even the Magpie showcase their beautiful colors magnificently. You still are set on magic? Humm
What about white? I don't think you have ever seen snow blanketed as far as the eye can see, blinding in its brilliance. Sometimes, dark bruising sh
.i hear those sailors. in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
lost at sea, those white winged souls
floating in the blue
.does a weed. in Free Verse More Like This
why it isn't
does a tree
ever feel like
its roots are
.pour love all. in Free Verse More Like This
over, then strike
the fire will
burn itself out,
but the ruins
.a lie. in Free Verse More Like This
the body in
.i was born with the. in Free Verse More Like This
cord wrapped tight
around my neck; it
would seem fitting to
die the same way
.just try not to. in Free Verse More Like This
that memory, that one
wolf that calls
for the rest
of the pack;
you'll spend all
with them inside
.little robin, wings. in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
outstretched in the dirt, a smear
of red on your breast
hello, stranger.when i find you,hello, stranger. in Free Verse More Like This
i will know you
by your sunken heart
and sunburst eyes.
i will know you
by the way your bones
writhe beneath your skin
when you speak your fragile words
i will know you
by your chaotic mind
and emotional ocean tide.
i will know you
by the way your fingertips
forget to remember
what it means
and on the rainest of days,
i will call your name
and we will fall together
into your purple-river veins.
and i will show you
that your stormy-night misery
was never worth the pain
and your october leaves
were never meant to change.
and when i find you,
i will know you,
we are one.
listening.there is a steadylistening. in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
voice inside of here like a
over and over,
"stop breathing. just stop breathing."
clawing at my mind
like fever in my
blood and weakness in my bones,
and there is no cure.
not for this, my dear.
becoming weightless.i want to paint summerbecoming weightless. in Free Verse More Like This
into the sparkling sky
and cover the nights
i felt less than alive.
i want to lie
in flickering fireflies
and fading twilight.
i want to light
the fire in my veins
and i want to find
a new kind of hope
burning in the stars.
i want to hold
in my dirty,
and let it dance.
i want to watch
the weakening shadows
writhe across the walls
and i want to feel
just as lovely
as the sunlight
that chases them.
i want to know
don't last for eternity.
i want this to be
the day that saves me.
i am the trigger.i'm sick of beingi am the trigger. in Free Verse More Like This
a hardwired heartbeat
when you're already
healing your scars.
(i just need
to be loved like you.)
but i am the trigger
that sets you on fire
and erases the stars
from your satin sky.
so you find your faith
in phantom hurricanes
and seal it shut
with alien melodies,
and you bury yourself
seventeen feet under
with the bones and the ashes
of who i used to be.
but at least i won't remember.i didn't let go -but at least i won't remember. in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
no, i simply threw it all
across this angry
and watched everything shatter
just like each of you.
serendipity.the straight-line,serendipity. in Free Verse More Like This
shattered silk and skin,
sharing sodden songs of
stinging silver swords;
each severed star
a softly-spoken 'sorry'
in a sickly, shattered shell
of sixes and sevens
and soiled deceptions.
and i just can't yield to yesterday.
if we were the night.your silver-plated dreamsif we were the night. in Free Verse More Like This
taste of strawberries and candle wax,
slowly dripping through the ceiling
and humming cicada songs to the night.
(i wish i could be that beautiful.)
but nightmares flicker in this lightning-struck sky,
a smiling circle of piranhas and parasites
that sink into my skin and swim through my veins.
and now there are two hours until sunrise
and i can feel a heartbeat screaming down my spine
and rocking your bones like a lullaby.
and all i have left of this insomniatic night
are the fantasies you've hidden beneath my pillow
of sunlight and stars, seaglass and scars.
your truth.i've memorized the map of the world on your skin, the crevices and caverns and shallow valleys, the porcelain cracks and blackening alleys and maybe i'm just scarred from the thousand times i've shattered, but i feel the need to tell you that you matter.your truth. in Emotional More Like This
and i wish i could show you that you're so much more than light and darkness and spaces in between, all the times you've ached and all the pain you've seen.
and i wish i could show you that faith and love are what it means to be alive, but you just can't seem to open your eyes and now i'm praying someday you'll fall in time with someone who can change your mind.
darling, please, don't let life be an array of color you refuse to see.
insomnia.and you're the reasoninsomnia. in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
i spend these nights believing
that my heartbeat is
breathing under the bed and
just something else i
am supposed to fear.
and maybe we're both crazy
but i was never
meant to be like you,
because there are nights when i
speak to the shadows
and call them your name,
as if they are nothing else -
and maybe they aren't.
but tonight they're all
written in silver and red
and there's no one else
to blame except you.
how does it feel to create
something meant to hate?
The Sea of DeathThe Sea of Death:The Sea of Death in Free Verse More Like This
We weathered the dreaded maelstrom,
As the sea displayed her rage.
She danced like a fevered puppet,
Upon her deadly stage...
Within her swirling currents,
My men were cast aside.
Drawn into her hungry maw,
It was then and there they died.
Never had I seen such a thing,
It spoke of darkness before my eyes,
A serpent rose from the watery depths,
As lightning boiled from the skies.
It's screaming call was as a banshee's wail,
It stole the life from our shrieking lips,
Like the chilling touch of death itself,
We fell like slaves before the whips...
Darkness came and darkness went,
My eyes opened to the morning light.
I found myself on a lonely island,
Without a single man in sight...
"I think the worse part be that the rum was gone..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 22nd January 2012
Living With A LieYou sit there shaking; emotionally frozen.Living With A Lie in Free Verse More Like This
You check the time on your watch, despite knowing it already.
The ever-present numbness, the cold feeling which clutches at your soul;
That is what you feel upon the dawn of the lie.
To know its nature, to know its being;
To have it spill upon your awareness.
What words would surmise such a bitter feeling:
Perhaps the use of dejection, p
RealHow can you expect to see the truth in the mirror?Real in Free Verse More Like This
When your eyes are clouded by the filter of 'inferior'
Struggling at LifeStruggling at Life:Struggling at Life in Free Verse More Like This
We're reaching out for stars
In the depths of the night.
We're struggling at bars
Shut away from the light!
I've seen the way we act
When we are fighting for our lives.
But we're killing all our brothers
On the point of our knives.
I've seen the violence
Spewing from the poorest of peaks.
We are the rats, caged up
In the darkness we seek-
A little path, a little home;
Just a place to call our own.
Everything we ever tried
Try to win before I die.
Hopeless, lost; shot from the skies
I am the martyr, burned for the sin of their lies.
I am the people, screaming for the justice be served
I am the sound that you hear; cause I give you the nerve!
You gotta rise up, stride up, ready to go,
And I will tell you how to do this from your head to your toe.
Don't let anybody tell you that you ain't what you're worth,
Every child born, we are the soul of the earth.
Now look upon the world and see the morning sun rise,
You stare into the light, there's the heat in your eyes
The Secret GardenThe Secret Garden:The Secret Garden in Free Verse More Like This
To those who are waiting in the silent shadows;
To the sisters I've been trying so hard to find.
It is time we came together as one
For here we shall leave the past behind...
In this secret garden, my voice is clear
Soft and gentle like the flowing wind.
Yet here I am; a dirty spirit
A simple soul that sinned...
Gathered in silence, bearing cowls of night
You've come like moths, to a burning light.
These lovely witchlings, so tender and lush
Soon I will give you, a blessed blush...
Take my marking into your flesh
And bear the stigma of our ancient creed...
Tonight you feast in my humble honour
For in your bellies I have planted seed.
Soon it will grow and begin to mature
You will feel it breathing inside your heart.
The gift to change this wretched world;
But first it must be torn apart...
"I am Chaos and I am sin..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 26th April 2012
The Artist SyndromeThis work is simply brilliant!The Artist Syndrome in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Says the artist in me.
I'll have it framed twice!
So precious it be...
Says the artist in me,
But what if people hate it?
So precious it be!
I cannot let them take it!
And what if people hate it,
And what if they hate me?
I cannot let them take it
I'll lock it away you see!
And what if they hate me?
A simple lock will not suffice!
I'll lock it away you see.
In a land of frozen ice...
"And that, my dear Mrs. Sutherland, is why I shipped my art homework to Antarctica!"
White Lily GirlWhite Lily Girl:White Lily Girl in Free Verse More Like This
They say that love is plenty
But mine is simply dead.
She sleeps amongst the flowers
I grew upon her bed...
I wonder if she's dreaming
Of smiles and happy things.
Or playing her favourite game
Of rubber balls and strings...
She used to mean the world to me
But humans took her life.
Oh lord that took my child away
I offer you this knife...
It bears the blood of your faithful humans
The ones you taught to scream of hate...
How many more will join the ranks
Of the damned that I create?
Droolings wrecks and putrid bodies
The ultimate art of sanguine pride!
The dead that groan in utter pain
Will stay forever by her side...
Cut and sewn, hewn and cleft
Made to match like ragged dolls.
Each will be a lifeless guardian
Watching from the bitter walls...
You took my child and stole her life
Now I do the same for you...
Your children now shall bear my hatred
And there is nothing you can do.
Come and drink of water or wine
I shall feed you as I feed
To Save A PrincessTo Save A Princess:To Save A Princess in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In most of the stories, whether old or new
It is usually the knight that saves the maiden
But reality is never as sweet as that
And often the truth gets slightly misshapen
But this is a story about the truth;
A tale of Pirates who aided the King
Though most would credit his honoured knights
We know they didn't do a thing...
Instead what happened is an epic story
For it began on a night when the moon was full
The Pirates slipped from their hallowed ship
Like wolves cloaked in wool
They hid amongst the jagged rocks
And called like birds to communicate
The soldiers thought they were hearing things
Until they began to hallunicate...
Visions of frightening ghosts and shades
Covered their eyes and sent them screaming
They clawed at their faces and toppled to the ground;
They woke the camp with their horrid keening
The ground was alive with running footsteps
Yet soldiers began to fall like snow
In panic their ears could not hear the sound
Of the rifle
PressurePressure:Pressure in Free Verse More Like This
You try to breathe, but you're barely breathing,
You can't think clearly; you can barely speak.
Your mind is filled with needless thoughts.
Your cheeks are red and feverish...
You know what you must do,
But you can't bring yourself to do it.
Instead you jump into a thousand distractions...
Mindlessly seeking the thrill of the 'anything',
You cringe at the progress of time on the clock.
And with lips gone dry from an internal hell-fire
You continue to evade what you cannot face...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 22nd June 2013
You Left Me StrongerYou Left Me Stronger:You Left Me Stronger in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Hey there, it's been awhile, do you remember me?
I guess you might not, since I wasn't very important to you.
You know, I spent so many days thinking about - what I did wrong
I questioned if maybe, I was at fault or if I was screwed up.
I thought a lot about the things you said...
The things that were my fault, my problems.
I took them to heart at first, but then I realised you were wrong.
I realised that you are selfish and ugly on the inside.
On the surface you pretended to care, but like a cancer;
You amputate someone the moment you think they've gone bad.
You hide from the rigours of life and only emerge like a parasite
When everything is good - when everything is fine and dandy.
I used to think that I was afraid of you leaving,
But now I know, that you've left me stronger than I was before.
You know, this was supposed to be an emotional whine; an emotional spill,
Maybe I was supposed to cry tears and beg you to come back, but you know wha
Anomalous Objects Catalogue chapter 1Anomalous Objects Catalogue chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I hear Pripyat is pleasant this time of year."
Sniper stood watch, just outside the old travel agency building. Aside from somehow withstanding the rest of the block collapsing around it, the shop was impressive for having reasonably preserved brochures. Captain and Pilot would often amuse themselves by planning trips to countries that no longer existed, and Engineer would gather what they discarded for kindling. Whenever Sniper grew sufficiently bored, he'd call out with something he thought was witty.
It was a bit like that, being on watch; you'd either say something funny and die knowing your sense of humour was too good for this world, or you'd say nothing and die without validating your ego.
"Actually," Engineer spoke up from the Visit Asia section, a finger tracing over dusty advertisements as he moved along the aisle, "One of the last GOOD directorate broadcasts sent out was a list of anomalies brought on by the apocalypse, and apparently Chernobyl became the least radiated pla
AtAInterview transcriptAtAInterview transcript in Articles & Interviews More Like This
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Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is *thefluffyshrimp and today I have
Shatterglass by eight 0f heartsShatterglass by eight 0f hearts in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had survived things that no mug should have had to endure.
It had been dropped off cliffs, plunged into radioactive water, used to hold questionable substances and once travelled several hundred kilometres after Pilot tied a helium balloon to it. It had been thrown at Snippy countless times. It had suffered the indignity of being sat on by Engie after the Captain left it lying on a chair.
It had never been washed in its life.
But in the end, all it took was one little nudge, and the mug the great, glorious mug was reduced to a few shards of broken ceramic and a spatter of sad-looking tea.
It happened like this:
They were seated around the kitchen table in their current place of residence. "Kitchen", of course, is taken very broadly here there was no ceiling, nor were there any kitchen appliances; it was, in fact, merely a ramshackle table in the middle of an empty room.
Today's lunch consisted of cold baked beans which was quite the delicacy considering t
Snippy - Poem of DoomSnippy - Poem of Doom in Free Verse More Like This
Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these days you'll run right out of luck,
Your empire will fall, and your ego besides,
It's karma for sure, like the turn of the tides,
And then I will lol, sitting in my own muck,
Coz after all this I just won't give a f***.
breaking benjamin.dear benjamin,breaking benjamin. in Short Stories More Like This
remember that one time when we were playing hide and seek and i hid in the dryer, and then the door shut, and i started running out of air? i really thought i was going to die all alone, but i guess you 're a better seeker than i was a hider.
but, you know, i didn't even like hide-and-go-seek. i only played cos i liked how your eyes lit up when you found me.
remember that one time when we went to the playground late late at night and went on the swings? we sang our hearts out to the moon, the stars. we stayed out past our bedtimes and no one knew.
but, you know, ever since you left, i don't find magic in music anymore.
remember how you always gave me your lucky pennies to toss into the fountain? twice the luck, you said.
ever since you left, i run through the fountains instead. the security guards chase me, yell things. but i kind of like it, cos it reminds me of the way you used to make my
one to one hundredonce upon a time, i didn't believe in sleep,one to one hundred in Free Verse More Like This
[just in paint splatters, midnight winds and ignoring time differences.]
once upon a time, i knew there was more to life
[than sparkly nailpolish, final exams and white shoes that turn gray anyway.]
once upon a time, i thought that wishes came true,
[now i know there's a lot even 1000 paper cranes can't solve.]
once upon a time, i tried running away,
[to australia, atlantis, neverland anywhere but here.]
once upon a time, i was just a little girl -
and you could still make me cry.
m i r r o r m i r r o rmy mirror is filled with photos of little boys who grew into men, best friends who faded into the shadows, and one young girl who is faulty and flawless and just trying to be.m i r r o r m i r r o r in Emotional More Like This
r.a.i.n.r.a.i.n.ir.a.i.n.r.a.i.n. in Free Verse More Like This
changed all my plants
now they won't die
if i forget
to care for them
la vie serait facile si.i read the story of icarus, and cried.la vie serait facile si. in Free Verse More Like This
because i know we've both tried to fly beyond our limits,
and we both fell just as hard.
so i stopped making paper cranes when you told me you'd been in a car crash.
because i didn't want anything to be able to fly if your wings were broken.
house of the rising sunit's 4 in the morning.house of the rising sun in Philosophical More Like This
it's not getting any later.
it's 4:01 and when i get up in 2 hours, i won't regret anything more than this, but
it's 4:02, and i am restless.
it's 4:03, and i'll never be as young as i am tonight, because now
it's 4:04 and there will never ever be a 4:04 like this, because soon
soon it's 4:05.
it's 4:05, and the moon is silent tonight.
it's 4:06 and the internet is dead in this part of town, anyway.
it's 4:07 and i have nothing left to lose, so here goes everything:
love may or may not exist.
but you do.
and for right now,
it's 4:08 and i'm suddenly more tired than i ever will be.
comme des enfants.dear h.comme des enfants. in Letters More Like This
i know i'm being ridiculous. of course i am. i mailed my fifth letter yesterday, and here i am starting my sixth. and you said to expect a three-day delay. and .. it's been three weeks. so. i know i'm being ridiculous. but i also know that a) there aren't enough ridiculous people in the world, and b) i couldn't care less.
kaye and i went on a magical adventure today. well. it wasn't the magicalest. i mean, we went exploring, and we both got bugbitten and scratched and sunburnt and we tried to climb the tallest tree in the forest but we were too short to reach even the lowest branch, and we both fell in the swamp. but it was a beautiful day. and how can you be sad when the sun's shining?
it started pouring yesterday. so i put on my bikini and went and sat out in the rain. i got soaked. but out there, you can't hear anything but the whirl of the wind and the voices like thunder and the dreams of tomorrow. so i lay there, just lay there, and forgot the world. a
deepestdesiressomeday someone will kiss my sleepdeprived eyes - blackened from too many nightmares and too few dreams - and tell me my soul is made of fireflies and starlight.deepestdesires in Emotional More Like This
ere the sun rises.At this moment, there are 6, 862, 190, 257 people on this Earth. Some are coming home. Some are running away. Some are telling lies to make it through another day, while others are struggling with the truth. Some are broken, and some couldn't possibly be happier.ere the sun rises. in Emotional More Like This
Six billion, eight hundred and sixty two million, one hundred and ninety thousand and two hundred and fifty seven souls.
They are soldiers and criminals, mothers and fathers. They are rebels, they are minorities, they are people without hope, and people with only hope. They're the Inigo Montoya's of this world, they're the Evie Hammond's. They're you. They're me.
And at that moment when we realize that 6, 862, 190, 257 is more than just a number, realize that everyone is a person that's when this world is going to change.
and now - today i waited and waited and waited, and you never said anything beautiful at all.and now - in Short Stories More Like This
 today i clicked 'i'm feeling lucky' on google. the screen went blank except for two words - are you?
 today i saw a man planting daffodils beside the highway. i asked why. he told me yellow was the color of happiness.
 today an old woman patted my cheek with a wrinkly hand and told me everything was going to be all right, after all.
 today a boy i see everyday on the ten-fifteen bus to central station told me i had beautiful eyes.
 today i wrote 'i love you' in twentysix languages, each somewhere in the city. i didn't want to exclude anyone.
 today i fell down the stairs. I scraped my knee, but i was okay.
 today when i