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Only For You - So para TiIn ancient metalOnly For You - So para Ti in Free Verse More Like This
you offer me a smile
that I let asleep
beside your bed
a little posticous
opens an icon of desire
where I let hidden
the secret poem from one who loves
Original: * Só para Ti *
Em metal antigo
ofereces-me um sorriso
que deixo adormecido
na beira da tua cama
um pequeno postigo
abre um icone de desejo
onde deixo escondido
o poema secreto de quem ama
*K
MARCH
*Y
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Reach the NightI am that window-glass, brokenReach the Night in Free Verse More Like This
that keeps a certain mumble,
across the patterns of the dark Night
resembling a wounded beast
hidden, within a forsaken eye
I am that middle lapse in time, long forgotten
a ghostly white façade
that never leaves a memory behind
as the pallors of dawn gathers silent lights
I guard these heavy, ancient stones
Tombstones of halls and walls
unattainable castles, that never falls
where waters and mirrows
winds and sorrows
have their own everlasting domain
Mastering desire and will into a blanket
of marshes filth, despair and pain
a chain coat that fits so well my nakedness
a harsh-sweet, unbear
The Wind Blowsmemories betrays meThe Wind Blows in Free Verse More Like This
teases me
whispers in my ears,
words that sound like yours
but isn't thy lukewarm lips that blows,
it's nothing other than the wind...
I turn around,
I find nothing,
I don't find you...
only the wind in the folds of the corners
in the treetops, in the tides,
waves of words crosses my book of memories
they come and go as things through time
hiding, reappearing...
as I get older,
still, don't forget ...
now, I love all that memories brings me
there is nothing that remains
but the slanting memories carried by the wind
that reaches me, bittersweet
disturbs my hair, skin, soul
and waters my eyes
leading me
Return to the MoonHe smiles, and I'm hookedReturn to the Moon in Free Verse More Like This
I' reach the 7th Heaven
He cries, and I fall to pieces
drown in tears
We keep the rule, close to skin
Our golden rule of silence
just glances, no words to squander
no need for songs
We dance better, hand in hand
silently we stand
Our telepathic glow
has a tune of its own
opens eyes… hearts
window souls
no glasses and frames to tame
We face, each other
perfect mirrors
words, feats eloquence
as soon as they're runaway
of our mute lips
We start a new age and balance
as we grow older
wise seed flowers
edged to the star shores
We return to the moon
Someday
In a dusty, secret afternoon
Crumbling Conversations"It is something to know ~ that a penis in tow,Crumbling Conversations in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
and an arm
are very, very different...
neither
is the measure
of a master creator
a long waving stave of divinity.",
the matriarch said,
baring a strangle hold
on the wrangled mould
as she spoke to the Tiny Hiney Man.
Clearly a 'Ms. Under'... standing heeled and balanced in the cracks
Hiney Man looked on
as mustaches were hard to come by, and not every noble nose could afford one.
"And where there are pussies, there's milk, I assure
the kind that kittens with mittens adore...",
the matriarch finally felt fit to admit
as the crowd failed to roar
and the bulb never lit.
The Blue and The Brothered BraveAs a wretch ofThe Blue and The Brothered Brave in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The last stitch
You can rhyme my name
But my pain is the game of need
But never the bleed of truth
For I am hell on wheels
Without hell
The force for the course
With a flex
Steering is a bitch
Whose name could be on any license
Plated and skating ice
Scorched and blackened by
A heavy hand
Which
Spills the beans no rice
Could twice reheat
The cold stove of feeling
Was a hidden healing
Fuck all those
Buzzing Bees
For the only wood worth revering
Is held
In the soul bravely bearing
Tree's
Air Conditional ItAir Conditional in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
was one of those
sultry summer sufferings
salt
on the skin
sulfur
in the wind
and every uncased candle
sagged
leaning to see how the butter on the counter was making out.
At a thousand degrees
SatYourRated Fat
while our comparative waxes boiled
Your hopping fly
to my sticky eye
where all of a sudden
yellow
is a bad color for a kitchen
Sweaty couples
in ignitable puddles
were boats without rudders
The Blue Abyss
missed us
ANY match would be lethal in this weather
A Siren's CallA Siren's Call in Free Verse More Like This
Visions of madness shimmer in silvery skies
Horizons of passion drown in timeless beauty
There is a voice so pure that can melt a Sun,
a fragrance so luring that can reap mortal breath
Once thou hath gazed into the eyes of a Siren,
love befalls in a kiss, upon whispers of death
An endless ocean swirls, ethereal waves bewail
— the sound of her cry haunts eons of dreams
In the deepest abyss, my soul shall forever sail
For a thousand years, I drifted in her song —
lost in restless fever of wanton seas
Gently I reached towards her long silvery hair;
embroidered in tempest of Love's odyssey
Tears of sapphire jewel oceans d
Tides of Earth and SkyTides of Earth and Sky in Free Verse More Like This
And the ache of soul carried the torch of dreams into the sky
Upon scent of mortal thirst — destiny whispered in myriad
rapture of folding tides..
Lo the mythic shore, where I — a phantasm of love bleeds
into the ether of velvet sky & ocean hymn...
Lost in the wine of omni-dreaming, for our passion tis but
the humble audience of eternity
In jeweled horizons the Goddess feasts; her gaze I cannot flee
I have crossed oceans of time & drank the song of worlds
My spirit forever slain in the beauty of her immortal sea
— Arthur Crow © 2012
Secrets of the DjinnLo the winds howl "Never you roam the mist"Secrets of the Djinn in Free Verse More Like This
Wander you far across lands, forest & desert sea
Or dream you deep in a cloudless sky ...
Yet a presence looms & beckons, spirits unseen
For they are the Djinn, silent and ever watching,
embalmed into seasons of mortal blood-flow
And beware, for I shalt not speak of this again,
lest darkness unto thy flesh they quest and sow
Eons adrift in smokeless fire did they slumber...
Befallen to Earth's domain, they undressed fate
The Djinn, ancient dwellers humans would fear
Betwixt worlds they linger, shimmering in fire
Thru parallel dimensions they reach, seducing
dreams and reality, life...
HeartbreakIt hurts.Heartbreak in Free Verse More Like This
Love.
How can you tell?
You feel that?
A soft happiness coming from the depths of your heart.
Love.
Suddenly, a bullet hits.
Shattering glass hearts.
Broken dreams.
Pain.
Everything bleeds away.
Now you have nothing.
No life. No hope.
No love.
Nothing.
You are alone.
A cold, dark presence forms where the love once was.
What now?
Death.
Unfinished.I look up at the sky and I seeUnfinished. in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The moon and the stars are free
And I wish to be more like them
I wish to be free like them.
They all expect something from me –
They expect for me to be everything.
They all want something from me –
They want for me to be everything.
But I can't, I can no more
I can't keep on sacrifice everything
That I keep dear.
What is innocence.What is innocence?What is innocence. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
What's the meaning of being innocent? What is innocent? I have asked myself these questions quite a lot for the last few months…
Yesterday I saw a dying cat… I went and checked out on him, he was half cold and already stiff… But he was breathing… Even if those breaths were so shallow, he still was breathing…
People around me told not to touch it and told that he is dead, but he was still breathing! Were they going to do the same thing if they saw a person lying on the grass and dying?
I picked it up and then put around him something that might warm him up… Was that innocent?
Giving a small
Heart BrokenHeart Broken in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My disintegrating, last fragment of a tortured heart
lays sinfully behind, the venomous sadness of true eyes.
My one true friend, a cherished soul,
cannot mend this fractured part.
She stares at me palely,
not knowing the hopelessness of my hidden cries.
An enchantment of lust and affection,
can catch our heavily fed up sighs
like a release of vibrant aromas
from a candle's flickering flame.
Sharing the one, whose company stopped the embedding pain.
Knowing the unpleasant and harsh,reality of never spending time with that person again.
I'm not mad, or have neither a hint of rejection
nor jealousy, or sorrowing tears
let the wat
FlameFlame in Free Verse More Like This
A young soul, neglected and broken. Left throbbing in pain,
Left alone in emptiness, her only comfort, a single flame.
Blue's of heartache, and orange's of doom,
Fill it's dark enclosure like a mournful, watching moon.
Sensitive, fragile veins reach to her damaged skin,
Colours of beige and cherished purple's, delicate like the end of a pin.
A savoured glow, lightens the dying room,
A little longer now, till arrives her tomb.
Striving up high, the light flickers to and fro,
Like the child's begging hands, engrossed in to much woe.
The longer it burns, the shorter is takes to stop,
The longer the child bleeds, the more she rots.
He
no one's gonna love youi imagine this song playing in the backgroundno one's gonna love you in Free Verse More Like This
when the tension proves too much
and we finally kiss each other.
some perfect ending to our imperfect movie
where i can feel a smile on your lips
and know it will be alright from there.
this song will play and the credits will roll
because when something is meant to fall together
gravity doesn't let anything else between.
Ode to my TabletHow do I hate thee? Let me count the ways.Ode to my Tablet in Free Verse More Like This
I hate the fact you have no more pressure sensitivity than a rock.
I hate the fact you draw lines like a drunken sailor after finding out his wife was cheating on him
I hate the fact that you exist; taunting me with your wonderful-past-ness, and current sucky-ness.
You suck tablet.
Kittens.
SimplicitySometimes simplicity is the answer.Simplicity in Free Verse More Like This
To find the answer,
Don't look deep.
Look in front of you.
Don't listen to people who say,
'Never regret anything,'
Because chances are,
They regret a lot more than you know.
Listen to your own feelings.
Heart.
Soul.
Because if you don't,
You could lose all of your senses,
And your way.
Sta.sh
