Who what when where why or how.You're just another faceless one, hidden in the crowd,
No one cares about you, or why you act so proud.
No one knows who you are, you're just another face,
You could just disappear without a trace.
The blood red sky in your mind's eye,
It's always there but you don't know why.
You're just a part of a bigger whole,
And your heart is as black as coal.
You play dress-up with your top hat and cane,
But you can take it off and disappear again.
You're never noticed no matter what you wear,
It's a source of their contempt and your despair.
You could just disappear right now,
No matter who what when where why or how.
I would've been.I would've been a masterpiece if it wasn't for the tear,I would've been. in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know why I tell you this, it's not like you care.
I would've been a legend if it wasn't for the time,
Age of heroes has come and gone, all I can do now is rhyme.
I would've made something of myself, if I'd had the motivation,
But now, I just lie in wait, awaiting even more degradation.
I could've been someone, or something, I know I could,
But right now, it's all talk, all "Could, should, would."
Then there's that "if" or that "but" getting in the way,
I could've been a masterpiece, but here I am, rotting away.
No one even gives me a second glance,
I'm not a famous one like Rembrandt's.
I could've been a masterpiece if it wasn't for the tear,
If only the people looking after me had taken more care,
I could've been perfect, and remembered forever,
But now I am just a portrait, of the Forgotten Reaper.
Watching from afar.I walk the line between good and bad,Watching from afar. in Free Verse More Like This
See both sides for what they are,
I see how the absolutes drove society mad,
And I keep my cool head, watching from afar.
Here I am, in my shades of grey,
Free from predator, where it is devoid of prey,
Here I am, in my solitary confinement,
Made up of my own enlightenment.
I watch society from afar,
I wonder just how evil you all are,
As I wonder who is good and who is bad,
I realise, that absolutes, are simply mad.
Why I never shut up.Knowledge speaks but wisdom listens and ignorance is bliss.Why I never shut up. in Free Verse More Like This
It is this combination of quotes that explain my life.
Why I never shut up, I know too much, I don't even know how or why,
Sometimes I ramble on about something I've only just started to form.
I'm only just about to start grasping the concept, yet all I say is true,
I don't know how my mind works, but I know it can vex you.
I never shut up, because I just know so much,
I always have to be right, purely because I am right.
I have and had some weird hobbies, learning things people don't,
I have to say it's quite fun, knowing what others don't.
But you see, ignorance is bliss, and as I know more and more, I become more cynical.
I used to be a Christian, you know, devoutly religious.
Inside every cynical person, there is, however broken and damned, an idealist.
I was an idealist of religion, then I managed to work out the universe itself,
And you know what came with that knowledge? Heart breaking reality.
There is no God,
Regaining.I'm regaining my positive outlook, I really am,Regaining. in Free Verse More Like This
It might seem strange at first, but it is who I am.
"Everything will get better if you smile", I believe this now,
I used to scoff at this, but I can smile now, I think they can.
You know what came with this? Bravery.
Bravery to not be shackled by my own rules,
Bravery to speak to her, to break a promise I made,
Bravery to see that sometimes, rules are wrong.
I made some long ago, and stood by them,
My values, my bible, my everything, I kept them intact.
But that was wrong, because it was the start of my pessimism,
Maybe what I did sometimes was wrong, but I had my optimism.
And now, things will get better if you smile, if you take a step,
I believe this, I cast my promises away, that's my first large step.
I was brave enough to talk to her, and I am hopeful of the outcome,
It's only optimism, but I ask you, when has smiling ever hurt anyone?
Everything in life.I need to hurt myself... No, you don't.Everything in life. in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I did this... I need to hurt myself for it.
It won't go away if you do, you know it won't.
But everything in life has its consequence...
Maybe if I hurt myself, then I won't have to feel them,
Maybe it'll be consequence enough, if I'm hurt then.
Maybe she won't dump me for what I did too,
Maybe it'll be consequence enough for what I did to you.
I don't get why you're worried though...
But I dream the future, read my poetry, sometimes, I do.
And a few nights I felt a crossover, a nightmare come true,
And now I know that it has happened, because of what I did to you.
So now, I need to hurt myself, to give me a consequence,
So now, I need to fade away, and never be spoken of since.
And now, I want to hurt myself, to save myself more pain,
But all things come to an end, and it's always the same.
ContradictionsThese things seem to rule my life,Contradictions in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Some people hate me and cause me strife,
Others think me a hero, ready to sacrifice myself.
Many think me noble, but you can decide that yourself.
Contradictions, they rule my life, "Why did she break up with you?"
A complete and utter list of contradictions, all of which I tell you,
"Does she love you?" I answer she says so, and I love her too.
A contradiction follows, "But then why did she break-up with you?"
That's the mystery, the greatest contradiction of all, to all of you,
But no, I leave out one thing, the thing that kills me inside too.
"I'm just... I'm not happy." What she said, word for word,
And I cry now, because what she said did not go unheard.
Think again.If you think death can't be beaten, you're not trying hard enough,Think again. in Free Verse More Like This
If you think nothing is eternal, then you've never felt true love.
If you want me to help you, and I tell you to help yourself,
You would think me rude, but some things I just can't tell you myself.
You live and you learn, and you have to live these things,
Empiricism is the only way to know how a nightingale sings.
You must know it for yourself, some things cannot be taught,
When you learn, you must adapt and change what you once thought.
My friend, it is not that I want to keep the knowledge to myself,
It is that I cannot tell you, for some things you must learn yourself.
I cannot tell you what beauty is, for it is everchanging for all of us,
I cannot tell you what is bad or good, for the knowledge is within us.
If I could tell you, I gladly would, if I could put these concepts into words,
But I cannot, so you must live and learn, no matter how much it hurts.
So now it is time,
I am me.I am a rock, I am a stone,I am me. in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I am all the things that you bemoan.
I will not cry, I shall not weep,
Even with this pain, even if I bleed.
You cannot make me die,
No matter how hard you try,
I will not weep, although I may bleed,
I will survive, for I am me.
And once I am gone,
And have finished what I begun.
I will still be,
For I am me.
I want the world to stop spinning.If the world could stop spinning, that'd be great,I want the world to stop spinning. in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I don't want time to stop, that'd be worse, the wait.
I just want it all to stop, for existence to not exist,
I would want to die if it weren't that my problems would persist.
I want the world to stop spinning,
My problems can't be solved by simply not living.
I don't want to live anymore,
I don't want to exist anymore.
I want the world to stop spinning, I want to get off,
I want it all to stop, both hard times and soft.
I just want it all to stop, I want existence to cease,
I want the world to stop spinning... Please?
The Black XX marks the spot, the treasure on the maps,The Black X in Free Verse More Like This
This mark feeds, courage and strength it saps.
This X over the frail boy's heart,
As slowly, so slowly, they all depart.
His courage, his strength, his force of will,
Without these powers he feels quite ill.
The dark used to hold no worries for him,
But now; it suffocates and swallows him.
That one little mark had changed it all,
The boy who always belonged in the dark.
He had been stolen, consumed by it all,
That boy now belonged To The Dark.
The Dark Age of EquestriaThe Dark Age of Equestria:The Dark Age of Equestria in Free Verse More Like This
Long ago, when the stars were still young
The kingdom of Equestria burned in the fires of unholy war
For the Earth ponies, opressed by the noble unicorns
turned to the darker forces for aid and assistance
It began with a young Earth Pony, Rosenheart
Who was told by the Unicorns to pay her taxes on time
The Pegasi were sent to enforce this and she refused
"The taxes are too high!" she pleaded
sweat trickling down her face
"I cannot pay these taxes or my babies will starve!"
but the Pegasi cared not and simply took what they came for
They left her home a broken and cold place...
In desperation, she begged to the shadows that lurked around her
she asked them to help her and for this she would pay
she would pay any price that they asked
but the price they asked for was terrible indeed...
He came as a cloaked figure, standing on two legs
He was not like everypony else, instead he was something more
His eyes glowed red, like burning rubies
wreathed in malice
ScreamScream:Scream in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
He steps out onto the stage, grinning as always
He can hear the bass playing as the drum sets the mood
So to warm them up, he begins with an introduction:
Though we have come here tonight as individuals
I believe that we will leave here as friends
Because no one else, except a friend
Would be willing to hear you scream.
And so, tonight, we'll be playing our song "Scream"
He takes a deep breath and the guitar begins to wail
The drumming heats up and he knows that this is his moment
In a voice that is low and filled with emotion
He slowly begins to sing his song:
When first you came upon this path
You thought that you had seen the last of-
Nightmares crawling from your dreams!
You hear the sound of a thousand screams and they-
Drag you down to suffocate!
And you're just filled with so much hate that you-
(Feel like giving in...)
(When it cuts right past your skin!)
Just raise up your voice, I'll let you be heard!
Scream out your different kin
Arguing With A MirrorArguing With A Mirror:Arguing With A Mirror in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Ah greetings mister Chen, to what do I owe this dubious pleasure?
Don't play around with me man, you know I'm outta material...
Oh? So it would seem that our mighty street thug has finally come crashing down
Have you come to apologise for putting me aside?
Perhaps you finally realised how important I am for creativity
Say whatever you want pal, but I need some juice and I need it now!
And what makes you think I'll help you this time?
If you recall correctly Chen, was it not you who pushed me out?
As far as I remember, you said you wanted to be "real"
You said that my "expertise" was not currently needed
What can I say, I'm an inconsistent freak, ain't that why we're talkin'?
Clearly your manners could use some work, you ought to be begging me!
Well sorry Johnny English, beggin' just ain't what I do y'know
Sides, let's get down to brass tacks here, you're me! If I book it, you book it
Do you believe you have some sort of h
HopeHope:Hope in Free Verse More Like This
She waits for him
at the gates that stood when even the world crumbled
knowing that her own name will soon be forgotten
Where once she carried the weight of the world
now her strength is but the tiniest whisper
A single spark, left to crackle amongst the shades
until all is lost in the endless folds of time
It's getting colder
though she still continues to stand by the gates
She is getting older
and thus her memories must fade...
Angels gather to watch her in these final moments
and they bow their heads as a sign of respect
For even now, as the life leaves her body
Still she continues to wait...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 27th July 2012
Without JoyA bard may choose to sing a song of happy days and eternal blissWithout Joy in Free Verse More Like This
But why should I sing of happiness, when misery is all that is?
The suffering we see around us, is tantamount to hell
Yet we accept these horrid days; caught within a spell
Perhaps I'm simply being morbid, a soul disturbed by a darker voice
Or perhaps I am the whispered truth; personified by choice.
I will not speak of revelations nor of better days to come
In terms of hope for the future; I'd rather remain mum.
For the world I've seen has shown to me, that pain equates to life
I'm sure you've tried it many times on the edge of a sharpened knife
Why would you open embittered wounds and seek a constant pain?
Why must you always drench yourself in a cold and solemn rain?
Is the heart a device so perfectly fragile, that it needs to be reinforced
Or do we simply enjoy ourselves; screaming until we're hoarse...
The answer to this is not so simple and I've sought it out for years
I've searched in every distant cor
This is a SongThis is a song for the lost, the broken and the damned,This is a Song in Free Verse More Like This
This is a song for the hopeless, the outgunned and the outmanned.
This is one for the sinners, and the non-believers too,
This is a song for all those people, people just like YOU!
This is the anthem of the normal, the oppressed and the abused,
This is a song for those people hidden from everybody's views.
This is the prayer of the unwanted, the unneeded and the small,
This is one for the unheeded, so let's give it our all!
This is a song for the people, who always just want to cry,
This is the anthem for those who have once wanted to die!
This is a song for all the people, that are dead inside,
This is a song for everyone, who has ever cried.
-by Forgotten-Reaper, 24th July 2012
A Shattered IllusionA Shattered Illusion:A Shattered Illusion in Free Verse More Like This
A day that was born of the brightest light
Has now shattered like crystals in the sinking dark
Where once the spirit was unfettered and free
Now it weeps painfully in a cage of thorns
Blood is drawn from its tender flesh
And drips slowly down to mark the skin
A tattoo of pain forever remembered
By a ghost that lives within
There is emptiness in this void
A cold and lonely song of existence
A solemn note born from the sheer magnitude of the silence
That it deafens both the heart and mind
In the quiet serenity of utter despair
What is born from the lack of a sense of hope?
A cold determination to steal the future
From the wanton wheel of fate...
"Such is the nature of desperation, when caught in an endless cycle of hate..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 10th July 2012
Immortal ButterflyImmortal Butterfly:Immortal Butterfly in Free Verse More Like This
I remember the Immortal Butterfly
Translucent wings that drank from the sky
Glittering dust would fall with every flap
Like warm tears dripped upon my tiny back
I would always chase this butterfly
as it makes its way across the sky
When I look I feel as though I can forget
The painful needles that twist into my back
I would always dream of this butterfly
and I wonder if I could ride it and fly in the sky
When I dream about it, I don't regret
Not being able to leave this tiny bed
Sometimes I can't see the butterfly
My vision turns grey like a stormy sky
I get scared during those times, because it makes me think
Of how everything could fade, before my eyes can blink
I remember when you first brought me this butterfly
You said you plucked it right out of the sky
Did you know it was the first thing that made me smile?
I'll tell you that story, so let me rest awhile...
I love...this little butterfly
It gave me dreams...of a beautiful sky
Although it was somethi
SANGUINE Chapter 1 - 1SANGUINESANGUINE Chapter 1 - 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A tale of vampires, twists and delusions, by Chen Yuan Wen
Chapter 1 1:
THE DOORS TO the council chamber swung open slowly; whining as the metallic bolts ground into place. A lone knight, with long flowing blonde hair that was ever so slightly curled at the tips, made her way to the podium, where several robed priests were gathered. They sat in silence, illuminated by crystalline orbs that burned with a magical fire and one in particular stood out from the rest. He was clad in robes of golden finery, woven from highest grade of silk and adorned with numerous precious gemstones; most of which covered the cuffs of its sleeves. This man was known as Bishop Rogan Volthair, once the son of Baron Volthair, he had earned a high place in the Church of the White Lady for his natural oratory skill and religious fervour. It was his duty to pass on the orders of the Church to specific high-ranking Knights who would then take on extremely dangerous or forbidden quests
A Pirate Makes a PoemA Pirate Makes a Poem:A Pirate Makes a Poem in Free Verse More Like This
Apparently all it takes
Ta get ye works ta slake
Is a simple scheme o' rhyme
Which takes a minute o' time
Perhaps I'll do the same
It's fair ta play this game
No meanin' in tha words
They just flop around like birds
"Oh this stuff it speaks to me!"
Really is that true?
I'm afraid ye might be daft me thinks
Ye certainly be loose a screw
For if works do not have meanin'
Then they're simply done and dull
I think I'd rather spend me time
Playin' dice in a golden skull
I suppose that what tha people want
Is a simple kind o' style
One that looks as good as ale
But tastes like bricks and bile
"Now then lads, do I get ta be a poet too?"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 10th July 2012
It tastes like love.I could speak of her in riddles,It tastes like love. in Free Verse More Like This
in aged, anatomy textbook terminology-
but, I wont.
You see, I cuffed this angel to my bedpost.
I sank my teeth into feathers she wore like a cage
and asked if I was dreaming, because Love,
you're not holding me. If you only knew the you in my head,
every night--tearing with these heavenly fingers
at the cracks in my sanity- you would allow me this!
Her tongue tastes my tears; nails clawing, clawing, clawing-
she takes away my pain,
but she doesn't belong to me either.
"We are but wolves.
Tell me, what does my blood taste like?"
She has the moon in her eyes.But, this body is a black hole,She has the moon in her eyes. in Free Verse More Like This
a hollowed out womb-
and these palms are sandpaper
thin and bleeding a silent stigmata.
"Not yet ripe to fall from her bed,
too young to understand her own limbs-"
She folds back July's origami skin,
wishing for the warmth of winters kiss.
She is a raven heart, thumping wildly
against the whispers of vintage lips.
Her bed is empty,
but the sheets are red.
OmegaThere is a wolf lurking in my doorway;Omega in Free Verse More Like This
our eyes holding breathless conversations
as secrets whisper through the stroke of my pen
into the awaiting lungs of strangers.
Soon young pup, you'll have nothing left to say.
My heart is woven together with tight-knit words,
blood red Poe, and thumping Hemingway-
Yet, no headstrong Omega sleeps
within this slightly cracked, ribcage embrace.
"I am unafraid of forests with teeth."
Battle CryI write poetry to ghosts in my dreamsBattle Cry in Free Verse More Like This
awakening with ink stained sheets
from nights I can't remember,
meaningless phantom words upon my flesh.
And this cigarette between my fingertips
taunts me,"Hey baby, heycatch me on fire
and I'll burn you away." I laugh, hollow
unafraid of flames & smoke & shadows.
I've felt it all before.
I'm washing away the ink with homemade
remedies. Like it never was;
Like I never was.
But there is love on my arms now
smirking and itching away at me.
I'll claw it out a hundred times over
because remembering you
that is worse than self-inflicted injury.
Paper Hearts and Tattoo Love StoriesShe tattooed love in a foreign tonguePaper Hearts and Tattoo Love Stories in Free Verse More Like This
On her left wrist
Just so others would ask what it meant.
She sank her teeth into its meaning,
hoping one day the brand would bleed
Its definition upon her skin.
Lingering there, a forgotten kiss.
Lip-stick stained collars,
Little bones wired are ready,
Folded like patterned paper.
Sprinkled every which way.
Sharing herself fully with no one,
She made sure to leave her mark,
On every heart that beat her way.
Her Musethese words are not poetryHer Muse in Free Verse More Like This
swimming liquid fire through ashes
of dead phoenix veins.
no, they are rough and callused
with over use, their own faithless artists
spewing black tar from their lungs
in the hopes to one day breathe again.
nothing moves her.
she would rather scribble her heart out
on physical manifestations of her own reality-
on skin and bones she worships like a temple.
"Write of me," he says, "right here."-
planting sun-stricken kisses
along the hollow of her burning throat.
"I want to be where your heart sleeps."
WillowYour confessional arms are Willow trees,Willow in Free Verse More Like This
draping lonely limbs around an empty ink-jar heart.
Scars worn down like henna tattoos.
A night witch scrawling her incantations on blue moons,
rolling her letters into sentences like a curse.
But, it is in these coffee eyes you have found a home.
Collection of poetic nothings.We were opal Tuesdays,Collection of poetic nothings. in Free Verse More Like This
tattooed into the
rose garden curve
of my vertebrae,
gliding me through this wild youth.
But, like Icarus—
I was a sky conqueror
& these silk wings
touched the sun.
My inhalations are heavy,
like the earth he bruises
beneath his fingertips
as I chase silence.
"You've got a tongue
made for words." He says
against the arrogant thorns
of my briar spine.
"Learn to love yourself."
How do I say I love you
without saying I love you?
"I want to replace my heart with you."
You are spider silk woven
into my harvest moon
limbs traveling this road map
of songbird sin.
You are not just in my head now,
you are dancing in the lingering stars
of my night-witch frame
& setting me on fire.
You're not bruised enough
to write poetry.
Allow these bones to tell your story, Love.
N o v ai.N o v a in Free Verse More Like This
This distance between us
is devouring my lungs.
I'm left here gasping,
trying to suture back together
all the broken nights-
the cigarette burns in my bedsheets.
I'm tracing maps on my limbs,
and I'm painting black holes on my palms,
pressing them into letters
left on my nightstand
untouched and unread.
I keep telling myself
none of this is about you.
But I'm reaching for empty galaxies
as I try to remember what it felt like
to be one of a binary star.
Light-years away, and I'm here-
just another nova on your ceiling,
searching this vast universe for you.
Sometimes, you enjoyed being blind.Over 1,000 letters have found their waySometimes, you enjoyed being blind. in Free Verse More Like This
to the pulsating heart of my wastebasket.
You carried them away saying, "I'll use these
to fill the empty spaces of my universe."
You proceeded to tape them to your eyelids,
wear them like Augusts leaves along your limbs.
"I will be your voice and I will sing your words to the trees."
Slender spider fingers prancing across my misspelled scrawl.
Bullying: Another Life is StolenMaking others feel worthless is what you do bestBullying: Another Life is Stolen in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Then you go and claim it was all a joke, a mere jest
But your words mean more than you comprehend
Your words can lose somebody their dearest friend
Your jokes have taken another young life away
Now the day is bleak and a cruel shade of grey
Know that to obtain your one little power trip
Your victim will feel as if they are being whipped
So the next time you feel the urge to tease or play
Be sure to always remember what happened this day
Your torment stole a family member and friend
And for the family, there will seem to be no end
Stop the bullying before another young life is stolen from us
The Pride of WordsI am an author, a poet, a writer, and a story-tellerThe Pride of Words in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I have a dream to become a New York best-seller
But why is this work unrecognized by most
Why can we hardly ever make the winning post?
I shall tell you why - the populous won't take the time
To take in the meaning behind the rhyme
They choose instead to look at a pretty picture
Why should they waste time to read boring scripture?
It takes less than a heartbeat to look at an image
Pictures of angels or pirates and their pillage
Yes, it takes longer to read a poem or story
But within the words lie the truth of glory
Pretty pictures may be quick to look at
Sure, you can draw a handsome devil in a hat
But we can write a scene to send a chill down your spine
We can build a world of age and history, drunk like treasured wine
It may take longer to read, but you'll be entranced
Pictures can only go so far, while it is words that will enhance
And yet we remain unpopular, no matter how hard we work
While the well-known artists sit idly by, ba
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To all you beautiful souls that were lost that day
Without you, the country has gone grey
Too many of you were innocent to this place
And now we have lost your excellent grace
You were loved, each and every one of you
Your time was certainly not through
You would have done so much in your lives
You would've been great husbands and wives
And to the teachers that stood their ground
Your love and bravery was not bound
You saved your children like they were your own
And for that bravery, you will be known
Not one of you should have had to die
But you did, and now we want to cry
You will be mis
I Miss My FriendYou know, I always thought you'd be my friendI Miss My Friend in Free Verse More Like This
I never thought what we had would ever end
But everything changed when I told you about him
And now everything is bleak and grey and grim
I took a risk and told you he likes me for who I am
And yet you couldn't so much as give a damn
You were mad that I was 'leaving you' for this boy
You made me feel like nothing more than a toy
I confided in you, felt safe with you, and I miss you
But whatever we had is apparently through
So you can ignore my pain and ignore my fear
Ignore how I happy and carefree I may appear
Don't look for my love for you lost that long ago
Because it is the truth that I now know
You said you loved me and you said you cared
But all you have left me is hurt and scared
So maybe I can go to the boy and feel more
And hopefully him I will not bore
Because I am too afraid to do too much
But to him, for now, I will clutch
I lost you, my friend, and miss you I do
I fear to show you my face, so it is him I look to
All I can pr
Even Angels Need A Helping HandEvery human that will walk this earthEven Angels Need A Helping Hand in Free Verse More Like This
Has a purpose and has a worth
From birth to grave, from life to death
Until they breathe their very last breath
Their path is laid out before them
Some are destined to help others
To act as parents, sisters and brothers
To bring light into a vast sea of darkness
Working to the bone and never less
Others might be tasked to sit on the sidelines
Waiting and watching for tell-tale signs
Helping without face-to-face interaction
Discerning what help to give from other's actions
Then there are the Angels, the light givers
Their love all-encompassing like a grand river
It is their nature to help all those that seek it
To be there for all and to never ever omit
These Angels themselves have seen Hell
And in their hearts, darkness does dwell
Yet, they take the pain of who comes to them
And never once do they condemn
Sometimes even Angel need a guiding hand
You are the Moon and I the SunWe are two peopleYou are the Moon and I the Sun in Free Verse More Like This
And yet we are one
You are the moon
And I am the sun
In a perfect circle we move
Without the other, we break
As the world crumbles around us
We know the the other is not fake
You are the moon and I the sun
And together we do beat as one
No Father on Father's DayIt was Father's Day and I stood in the back of the classNo Father on Father's Day in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I was young and stood alone, waiting for my turn as I was last
I look over at all the other dads and played with my hair
My name was called no more time to prepare
I stepped in front of them all and they sighed
"Why is there no father by that girl's side?"
"Probably just another deadbeat who can't even come."
I looked up at them and smiled back at my mum
"My daddy couldn't come today but I know he wish he could,
He doesn't live with us anymore even, but I know he would-
He loved me very much and taught me a great deal,
He taught me to ride a bike and fly a kite, he had the softest touch.
My daddy was a policeman and he died saving men and women
He died the day planes hit two buildings and he'd do it all again
Because my daddy cared about all those people more than himself
And now he's gone but his police hat rests on my bedroom shelf
I miss my daddy a lot but I know he's always by my side."
I looked around and saw that nob
Never OnceNever once did I think that I'd be like those other girlsNever Once in Free Verse More Like This
That I'd want to get married and have a baby with curls
And though I want it so much, who wants to stand there?
Who wants to hold me and run their hands through my hair?
I never thought I'd want to actually get married some day
That I'd want to stand up front and throw back a bouquet
But I shall wait for that day, to stand up there with my man
I'll wait to have a house, a family, maybe one of those vans
In the darkness, he'll take me in his arms and we'll dance
I do want all of it, so someday I will take that chance
But for right now I will wait for someone that really cares
I will wait for the kind of man that is so painfully rare
Someday a simple little ring will be slid onto that finger
And his beautiful kiss on my lips will forever linger
What The World WantsAll the world wants is a pretty faceWhat The World Wants in Concrete Poetry More Like This
A thin, pretty face full of grace
A girl who will listen and obey
A girl who will be there night and day
Well what about us girls that aren't like her
We're left in the dark and treated as lepers
If you're fat or outspoken or even just weird
Well, then you're probably like me - feared
All they want is that stupid pretty faced girl
And knowing that, it makes me want to hurl
So take that pretty face of yours and shove it
All because we had to draw the shorter stick
You think we're strong because we don't cry
Well, sweetie, you better take another try
Just because you can't see the tears
Doesn't mean they weren't there all those years
Veterans are in my Heart and SoulVeterans – they are in my heart and soulVeterans are in my Heart and Soul in Free Verse More Like This
Whether they listen to rap or rock and roll
Veterans, they are all the same at heart
Even my mama and daddy played their part
Strong at heart, bold in nature, but still kind
Fighting until their last words are signed
Losing their limbs, their friends, their life
All to bring an end to this horrible strife
These Veterans I do so love for what they do
For freedom, there is nothing they won't go through
They will fight until they are finally called home
Be that home with their family or the twilight zone
And so I get rather riled up when they aren't respected
Do you know how much we'd be affected –
If these brave men and women were not there?
They fight for your right to put on the clothes you wear
So, do them a favor, and show respect
Even if they are not perfect
They risked everything for you
Because hell is what they went through
Veterans – they are in my heart and soul
So the next time you take a little stroll
And you see an old veteran
A Full LifeA man, who hasA Full Life in Free Verse More Like This
never tried to harm
Skeleton/Vapor"Whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life?Skeleton/Vapor in Free Verse More Like This
It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away" (James 4:14)
You could trace each of your veins with permanent marker, a crossed out road map,
a black web missing its spider. You could trace your fingers on the wet ink and follow your blood
as it leaves your heart
and slides down your arm then through your fingertips
before it reaches the pointed edge of a yellowed finger, taking a second to appreciate the
Make sure to color in the vena cava, the jugular, the knife
that bit into your finger one summer chopping
tomatoes (It's just a cut, girls. Daddy's okay, Daddy's just fine). They bore into you
with worried hazel-green x-rays, splashing the silhouette of your skeleton on the garage door,
like a bomb blast that left your shadow behind and searching for a new body.
And surely there is a child out there with marker up her arms,
lost in the middle of the supermarket,
Dance In Broad DaylightHe was knifed in broad daylight.Dance In Broad Daylight in Free Verse More Like This
3pm Tuesday afternoon
while crows watched
from their cars and
so did the birds.
I bet his blood seeped
into the pavement.
I bet his hand left a
like a print in wet cement.
We know it's there, but
nobody mentions it.
Same with you,
same with me.
And if someone
They better get
in broad daylight
Are You Missing"Are you missingAre You Missing in Free Verse More Like This
-as she watched
with her hands
on the frozen
-as he sat quietly,
Paperback SpineIn stories,Paperback Spine in Free Verse More Like This
the lucky ones
have their lives changed
by one little moment-
one dandelion puff
between your palms.
And the author stresses
this moment, how tiny,
that seemingly unimportant
into a novel.
You have to be
My eyes have gone dry
and my lungs are about to pop,
and my tongue is oversaturated-
lower_casei have not read enough poetrylower_case in Free Verse More Like This
and i am not one to muse
or maybe think
but i do have
i am one student in a freshman course
why so many poets use only
is it artistic
is it sexy
to write as if
you do nothing but whisper
i want to be loud
the survivors of death
to remember me
i will not mutter
like a fetus
perhaps there is
nothing to this
but there is value
in knowing how to yell
and in absolute
ImpatientIf you talk to anyone who waits at red lights or cares about fashion or owns a gun, they'll know a thing or twoImpatient in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
about all of us; all of humanity. We are all flowers, we are all little universes, we are all the underdog future.
And maybe this is completely true, and maybe some girl pierced her ear in the 8th grade bathroom, and maybe you
have sand in your shoes from that visit to the beach last week. What does it matter, is this an absolute?
We are all pieces of God, we are all forgetting about Heaven, we are all waiting politely for death to break in
through the bathroom window. You can ask the stains on the sidewalk, the birds who refuse to build nests, the
faded black hair on the barbershop floor. They will tell you that this all does matter, and if you care about your
children, it's an absolute, too. Sometimes I run through traffic lights, wear half-unbuttoned flannel and scoff
at the glory of firearms, but you can talk to me whenever you grab my shoulder and take a moment to stop s
Speed DialI walk downstairs andSpeed Dial in Free Verse More Like This
dial the phone
with my eyes closed
and instead of the moan
of a stranger's dial tone,
someone picks up and says
that the leaves are turning
where she is
and the wind is cold
and the lake has grown hard
-what do you Americans call it,
when you can see yourself like glass?
Ice, you call it ice,
the lake has become ice
and her English is poor
but she has always wanted to visit
the United States of
America. So I tell her
it's alright here
and in some places the sun
burns hot throughout the winter
but we have places
with red trees and ice as well.
She thanks me and the receiver
and we are worlds away
as I contemplate pressing redial
but eventually decide against it.
AgingWhen I walk on the curbsAging in Free Verse More Like This
of downtown, I can turn my head
and see my reflection
in the glass.
In the windows that stand guard
against the smoke
and the rain
and the winds.
I can see myself,
flickering between panes
as I move down the streets.
I can see myself,
waiting to grow old
and learning how to remember.
Crimson dreamerHaving woken up from a very dark dreamCrimson dreamer in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Full of bad things and remembering
He walks through the halls just in search
Making sure there's no trace of the hurt
There's no blood on his hands from his heart
There's no fire on the wood to start
There's no smoke in the air to destroy lungs
There's no monsters to kill all there young
No, in his dream's it was full of screaming
Everyone was gone or in the process of leaving
Blood covered there clothes and body
And every where he looked was foggy
But now it's just dark and quiet
Everyone's sleeping so it's silent
Where should he go, he wonders?
Not back to bed or under the covers
He can't go to his love
Because then there would be questions, all the above
He would have to lie and say I'm okay
No, nothings wrong with me today
But down deep he knows
That if it ever showed
It might actually come true
And then his life and everyone else's, would be through
DualityWhat do you do when you live two livesDuality in Concrete Poetry More Like This
When you peer through dual sets of eyes
Where do ones thoughts end and the others begin
Whose thoughts win and whose are just wind
Whose feelings are whose and how do you separate them
Whose words are good and whose are full of venom
What would one say and not the other
How do you discern you from another
Which heart beat is real
Whose body do you really feel
On and on you chase in a circle
Wondering who first will run out of fuel
Which one are you
Don't you wish you two knew
Can't we just pretend?Can't we just pretend?Can't we just pretend? in Free Verse More Like This
That we're all just okay?
Can't we just pretend?
That we don't all just fake it?
Can't we act?
Like actresses on stage?
Or like this is all a dream?
And soon we'll wake up and it'll be okay?
Do we really have to talk about the bad?
I want to see the good...
Or just imagine it
I need a brand new world
A fresh start
Can't we just pretend?
That life never happened?
Can't we just pretend?
That this isn't the end
11. WelcomeWelcome into my home11. Welcome in Free Verse More Like This
Welcome into my heart
Welcome into my life
Watch it fall apart
Welcome into my zone
Welcome into my light
Welcome into my darkness
Watch it ignite
Welcome into my garden
Welcome to my path
Welcome to the gates of hell
Welcome to my blood bath
Welcome to the aisle of lost souls
Where the paper gods do see
Welcome to the gallows
Readying the guillotine
Welcome to the paper church
To the melting pot of doom
Welcome to the justification
Welcome to the interrogation room
Welcome to the battle field
The gladiator ring
Where you are my slave
Where you dance and sing
Welcome to the never ending brick road
Welcome to the trap door floors
Welcome to the death traps set
Say hello to the paper whores
There is a place I want you to come
A place I welcome you to
Welcome to never after
The place you were never you
Welcome to the black and white
The twisty dark stairs
The evil hallways of laughter
And the cries of "Its not fair"
Welcome to my mind
A place unfit for design
GenesisYour weak for letting the tears showGenesis in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Didn't we make you realize that pain is good?
We taught you everything you should know
Aren't all the lesson's understood?
If they aren't, they are repeatable
We can show you over and over again
Until you know whats real and stable
Until you forget the cause of your pain
Just drink this vial filled with medicine
Watch the sky and let the clouds recede
Wait for it to kick in, our special concoction
Of lies and deceit set up all on repeat
We love you, we want to keep you safe
We hate you, we want to put you in danger
We need you, don't ever go away
We're leaving, your just another stranger
Can you see through the black and white?
Can you see through the fog that we set up?
It doesn't matter, you don't need the light
You don't matter, we've had you enough
Can't you see it was all just a cruel joke?
Since the moment we saw you
Since the first time you spoke
In the end we all knew
You would be our toy
You were Gods gift to us
Given for us to destroy
What if....?What if the love we shared wasn't as deep as we thought?What if....? in Free Verse More Like This
If it were as much as we thought
Wouldn't we be able to stop fighting about this?
Wouldn't we be able to settle our differences?
Don't you think we'd be able to resist?
If our love was as strong as we thought
Wouldn't we be able to find a better reason?
To stay together other than boredom and rejection
Wouldn't I be able to swallow my opinion?
If our love was as strong as we thought
Wouldn't we be able to smile?
Instead of feigning one in denial
If my love was as pure as the purest of springs
Wouldn't I be able to drop everything when you needed?
Wouldn't I be able to be less conceited?
If your love was as strong as the pull of gravity
Wouldn't you be able to love me all the time?
Be able to go smoothly along the ride
If our love was truly true
Wouldn't I always want to be there with you?
Wouldn't I want to listen to your complaints and learn what you knew?
Wouldn't I want to be there when you're happy, and catch you when you're
To get rid of the painAnd then you look at the skiesTo get rid of the pain in Free Verse More Like This
And you just know that's not how it works
You get left in the end
And nobody even wonders why
You don't believe in life after death
you don't believe in the fellowship that everyone claims to have
You can only believe in hate
The sad thing is, that's the only real thing to you
Physical pain lets you know that you're alive
That emotional turmoil lets you know that you're not a failure
Because you can take it and survive
You learn to hate and along side that something else
You realize that in this world
There is a slight balance
Where there was once a dark cold void inside your heart
Grows a warm feeling, something you can hold onto
You can't name it, cause you don't understand
Its foreign to you and you search for what it could possibly be
You start to hear people talk about it
And the word cycles through your thoughts like its set on repeat
And when you finally realize what that warm feeling is
You latch onto it
You don't want to ever lose it or forget
90. Hunt - DemonsSmell the air90. Hunt - Demons in Free Verse More Like This
Catch the scent
Run if you dare
You know I was sent
Dig your heels in
Run as fast as you can
Your scent is on the wind
You're only human
Run, run, run
I know where you are
This chase is fun
You won't get very far
This is my hunt
You are mine
So lets be blunt
You are going to die
Oh I saw you stumble
This is it
Let your resolve crumble
This is my hit
You see me there
You let out a scream
I lunge into the air
And you pray this is a dream
I'm sorry to tell you
This is not your imagination
This life is true
And this is your destination
My teeth sink in your flesh
Your blood splashes the virgin snow
Your breath leaves your chest
And you don't even know
This is the end for you
Your dying cry still echoing
While your skin is turning blue
You hear the demons scream
Broken MirrorsDo I have to find your sickness?Broken Mirrors in Free Verse More Like This
Dig it out with a blade of glass?
Do I have to find your broken pieces?
Dig them out of the trash?
Do I have to hold your hand at night?
Tuck you into bed alone?
Do I have to tuck a blade in tight?
Just to make you feel at home?
Will we drag on like a ghost?
Looking for a place to fit?
Will we terry looking for a host?
Wading through this mindless shit?
Grab a hold of my hand, let me lead you out
Grab a hold of my cold dead hand, promising not to leak a shout
Grab a hold of the bathroom sink and look up into your face
Grab a hold of yourself dear, we share a life and the same fate
97. MomentHalf tempted97. Moment in Free Verse More Like This
Tempted to unmask the truth
Tempted to disappear
Fade into the back
Drown out the noise
To not think and just waste away
Half tempted to deteriorate
On the lonely walk
Peaceful with the knowledge
Letting the melody bring me closer
And pull me back
Like the tide of a full moon
Truth is I can't breathe
I can't feel my fingers
Or the heat of life
It all hurts
So I'm always
We Will Never BeI met you on August 18th of 2008.We Will Never Be in Free Verse More Like This
I remember how hot it was in the classroom
That day and how your eyes widened with confusion
As I sat down next to you.
I will never forget those eyes.
You loved Mondays and dreaded Fridays.
I thought you were crazy and you told
Me that the only reason was so you
Could see me in school.
I still thought you were crazy.
We would do our math assignments on the
Playground and talk about our lives.
We were so different, but you always
Insisted that we were absolutely perfect.
I wish I would have known how right you were.
I miss you so much that I can't sleep.
But I have to keep moving because you
Promised me that we would be again, remember?
You held my hand for a second too long and
Told me that you would see me tomorrow.
And I believed you because your eyes had that same
Warm look in them that you always got when
You would tell me something important.
I've seen you three times since then, and we
Have walked away from each other
Hurt MeHurt me.Hurt Me in Free Verse More Like This
Paint the floors a violent red.
Give me the scars that make them
Mix the purple and blue undertones
That destroy my body.
The colors that I try to hide.
Make me a fool.
A fool to think that
I can trust anyone.
It's a lie.
Tell me what I am, and not who.
Scream until I cry.
And make me wish for an end.
It would be the only good thing
You've ever done for me.
But you're not that kind.
Are You Alright?Are you alright?Are You Alright? in Free Verse More Like This
You've asked me this so many times,
And the answer is always 'yes'.
Quite frankly, why do you care?
What if the answer is no?
Do you care then?
Am I alright?
I've never really thought about it.
It's easier to be happy than to
Think about all the reasons I'm not,
Easier than thinking of you.
I still remember when you grabbed my hand.
An unusually casual gesture for
Someone you don't know,
But that is when I fell for you.
That's when I was happy
Before I started crying.
The crying came later.
The crying came the day after
You told me I was the only one for you,
That you couldn't be without me.
And I believed you.
The crying came the day you ripped
My heart out of my chest and carried
It with you as you walked away.
And you have still never returned it.
Am I alright?
No, I don't think so.
I'm not sure if I ever was.
I told you how I loved you before
You left, but you didn't care.
And you don't now.
For YouListen:For You in Free Verse More Like This
I would be lying if I said that I didn't
Think of you every time I close my eyes,
That my mind doesn't wander to thoughts
Of you whenever I'm lonely,
That I don't whisper your name
While I sleep.
Truth be told, I am inevitably in love with you.
In a way that makes my heart skip a beat every time
I see you smile, every time I hear you laugh.
It's the fact that I still get butterflies whenever
You lightly whisper my name in my ear
That lets me know we are something more.
Nothing has ever seemed so comforting than
The feeling of your arms wrapped around my waist.
I smile up to you as we share a brief connection of
Soft lips and grazing teeth that makes me swoon.
Believe me when I say that I think of you
Every time I close my eyes,
That my mind always wanders to thoughts
Of you when I'm lonely,
That I whisper your name while I sleep.
Believe me when I say that I love you,
That there's nowhere I'd rather be
Than with you.
Teach Me Not To LoveHow do you do it?Teach Me Not To Love in Free Verse More Like This
How do you fall out of love so quickly?
After all the time spent together,
And all the memories that were made,
You somehow managed to make these feelings
Maybe they were never there to begin with.
It kills me to think this, but you were able to
Walk away so easily. I meant nothing
To you when you meant the world to me.
I gave you everything.
And I want it all back.
Every kiss, every smile, every emotion I ever
Felt for you.
You don't care anymore, and I wish I could
Do the same. It would make my pain go away.
I wouldn't have to lie awake crying at night wishing
I was in your arms. My heart wouldn't clench every time
I am reminded of you. And I wouldn't feel the way I do.
How do you do it?
My heart is exhausted, so please, teach me how.
Teach me not to love.
PleaseI want you to love mePlease in Free Verse More Like This
A little like I love you.
Like lovers kissing
For the first time that
It sets the world on fire.
And I plan to burn down
With it because I keep failing
To realize that I'm more than
Just a body for you to touch,
A body for you to hold.
You arms around my ribs
Makes me feel so fragile,
But so safe that I could not
Possibly break while you
And I can feel you hand slipping
From mine even though I beg
You to stay because I hate
The word goodbye and how
You look as you walk away.
I want you to remember me
When you arrive.
And I want you to remember me
When you leave me behind.
I'm Still HereI am screaming again andI'm Still Here in Free Verse More Like This
Throwing my fists into my mattress.
I am laying here trying so hard
To be something more than this.
My sheets are crumpled from
Being horribly wide awake
And restlessly unconscious,
But they still smell like you.
And it is achingly cruel.
I don't believe I will die,
But I do believe in reckless behavior
Because as hard as I try I
Will never be good enough for you.
My hands don't fit in yours
But I keep trying to force them to.
And I know you will let me
Because I am weak and I
Will undress when you ask me to,
But I really hope you don't.
I am screaming again and
It shakes my bones.
I scream until my voice breaks
And there is nothing left.
I am hollow.
I am empty.
I am too far gone.
Love LiesLove lies.Love Lies in Free Verse More Like This
And I was never in love.
I will deny it every time you ask.
I will say "No."
I will say "It didn't mean anything."
I will say "I'm fine."
In your fingertips as you trace
The curves of my body,
Memorizing every turn.
And I was happy.
But suddenly I'm screaming and
Holding my head in my hands
Because I can't remember how to breathe.
And I'm pounding my dashboard because
I can't handle listening to this song anymore.
But I don't like the silence.
And I didn't ask for this.
I didn't mean to spit my heart out so close
To your feet because you keep stepping on it,
And I don't think you even realize it.
I don't want to lean into your words
As they fall from your soft lips
Because I know that they're false.
And it makes me angry as hell.
I guess what I'm saying is:
I don't need you.
I don't want you.
I was never yours.
And I was never in love.
I will deny it every time you ask.
I will say "No."
I will say "It didn't mean
Lie To MeFingertips lace around my ribsLie To Me in Free Verse More Like This
And pull at my skin
As my breath catches
At the coolness of your touch.
Calm these trembling hands
And hold them tight in yours.
I'll move my lips on yours
Just so you don't have to.
Hearts beat faster and
My breath shudders with insecurity.
Press my body close to yours
So I don't shatter into fragments.
Lie to me one more time.
Tangle your legs in mine,
Brush your lips along my neck.
Make me feel alive.
Broken.You're upset again. And nothing that I do seems to help.Broken. in Free Verse More Like This
"Hold me," you say. "I don't want to feel the emptiness anymore."
I hate when you get like this. If you only knew how much I loved you...
Then maybe you wouldn't feel so alone.
You rest your head on my shoulder and cry into my neck.
All I can do is massage your back, and tell you that it will be okay.
I wish it really would be. I want you to be happy more than anything.
I fight back tears as you continue to sob. I have to keep myself together.
As hard as it is, I have to be strong.
You tilt your head up to mine and suddenly kiss me.
I'm absorbed in it. I know that it means nothing to you.
It's just a way for you to distract yourself from all the pain that you feel.
I feel like my brain has detached itself, and I kiss you back. Hard.
My heart jumps as you slowly reach your hand up my shirt and touch my bare skin.
I want to kiss you for hours. I want it to make you feel better.
You suddenly pull away from me. "Thank you," you say.
27. ForeignForeign doesn't mean strange27. Foreign in Free Verse More Like This
Foreign may mean different
'Foreign' isn't 'Hostile'
Did you take a look
and have you ever noticed
There's one home country
While all others are foreign
You feel outnumbered
Go, cross the border
and show me a foreign man
Because now it's you
15. SilenceIt is said silence would be golden15. Silence in Free Verse More Like This
And talking would be silver
Close your eyes, pretend to be blind
Listen to the world: what do you find?
Screams of advertisement polluting our ears
Unbearable hollow noise and words
Just once, I beg them all to "Shut up!"
So there is nothing but golden silence
Talk is silver, silence is golden
I still wonder if it's true
When we don't talk and simply share
Our own loneliness with each other
Everything is said, still I choke on words
But I can't silver our golden state
Please talk to me, please, please talk to me
Speech is silver and silence is poison
Her LoveI sense there's something wrong despiteHer Love in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She hides sorrow with smiles so bright
And though I try so very hard
Can't lift the burden from her heart
How can his words induce this pain?
And does he notice the hurt he caused her?
And will he hear the words she cannot say?
I think I ought to tell
How will this end for my dear friend?
How will this sad love one day end?
Although the feelings are in place
Tears keep streaming down her face
Which I try to dry in vain
Oh, will we ever from hurting deter?
Oh, how I pray for joy to come one day
For this love to get well
Words and PoemsWords and poems arise in my mindWords and Poems in Free Verse More Like This
Raw, unbound, unshaped and wild
A garden without a gardener
I cannot take care of what I find
There, there, inner dreamy child
The ticking clock screams work, work, work
Words and poems, they die in my mind
Left alone the woken child
I am sorry I follow the clock
A tale of woeLend me your ear for this tale I have to tellA tale of woe in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Though I'm not a bard I'll try to tell it well
For your time I offer you of my words many
But it's up to you to believe of them any
I will tell of a man and Brock was his name
He had a strong son who was named just the same
Oh what dreadful tragedy arose from this fact
When the father killing of the son does enact
But let me tell you how the story began
Once upon a time there was a poor young man
He had no family but a heart made of gold
One day he met a woman her body she sold
He loved her despite the fact she was a whore
Still she lied to him about the child she bore
Because she couldn't afford to love him in return
She abandoned the child and showed Brock an urn.
"The baby, who was born dead, he was your son.
Here are his ashes, I've had the burning done
Already. For us it's much easier this way."
She said but then disappeared the other day.
Brock left cruel memories and the town, too.
While not far away a foundling grew into
Four letter wordsLoveFour letter words in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In his family, it's nothing but
Just a four letter word
"You're a fat and ugly smut"
They say and throw out the baby bird
Of the nest above.
He lost his mind, he is not sane -
A word with four letters
Anyway, he's his own bane
Voices in his head are his fetters
They drove him insane
Doctors vow and give him a pill
Four letters, no meaning
He takes what will not fulfill
Vows to stop suicidal leaning
No-one hears his yelp
Of getting better, he lost it
The shallow four letters
Realizes bit by bit
Insanity he never betters
Alone he can't cope
He tried to kill himself again
Life - it is just a word
with four letters, so is pain
To leave it all behind he is spurred
His exit - a knife
We kill angelsWe take the kindness for granted whenWe kill angels in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We think that we deserve it but then
The angel we owe this to falls finally
We wonder aloud and we wonder why
And over the angel we broke we cry
Still we can't see we caused it initially
It's too easy to make angels fall
While wond'ring "Where are the angels all?"
It's so easy to push them over the edge
By demanding and taking it all, yet
We never give, never repay the debt
Tell me, what excuse do we have to allege?
Oh, leeches we are, vampires feeding
On angels' hearts, don't see they're needing
Kind words once in a while, arms to hold them, too
Why do we not tell them they are precious
Instead we're treating them so malicious-
ly, We kill angels, we're hell and them is woe
A ComparisonI do not dare to speak of familyA Comparison in Free Verse More Like This
When yours was torn apart so suddenly
I do not dare to speak of funerals
When you had to bury several friends
I do not speak of depressions and mental issues
When your demons had almost got you killed
I do not speak of the darkness I am fighting
Compared to your hell it's merely a shade
You all have faced greater horrors
Than I can ever imagine
I never felt such intense pain
I never was already dying
What right do I have to be weak
When you survived so much worse?
DespairThe sun is stolenDespair in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
And with its warmth and light gone
Darkness breeds despair
My AncestorsI stare at my family treeMy Ancestors in Free Verse More Like This
And begin to wonder about
All the names I can read there
And the people behind
Once they were born
Grew up and got old
I see the years next to the names
Did they witness the historic events?
I know nothing about them
Except for names and dates
I was told they were thralls,
Craftsmen and peasants
But who have they been?
Did they dream of other lives?
Were they artists or rebels at heart?
Or content with the life they had?
Had some been to war?
Or died due to a crime?
Were they strong in faith?
Were they naive or smart?
Had they been good parents
Or toublesome children?
Did they marry out of love
Or out of other thoughts?
I wonder while I follow
Lines, names and dates
And reach some dead ends
Were there black sheeps?
Were some of my ancestors
Or their siblings considered
To be daft and a disgrace?
Were some reneged and hushed up?
I wonder if my long gone ancestors
Could see me right now
Would they be proud of me?
Or would they deny I am part of this family?
Sky EyesDesert hands tell talesSky Eyes in Free Verse More Like This
of a hundred arid summers, but
you are no longer as cloudless as they
(there is a storm
creeping through blue, blue veins).
But tell the sky to keep her sorrow,
that grey cascade blurring against
eyelids and horizons;
and suppress her misbegotten
droplets, seeping into the sodden
for there is still sun in your sky eyes.
ApsaraFind me sunken into theApsara in Free Verse More Like This
lotus field, bathing skin silvergreen,
waist-deep and pink
in sunset, and we will cry:
for three-faced elephants,
for the dancers threading grace
between their fingertips—
until I dress in the heaviness,
a sarong of heat.
SerenissimaSlumbering sunsSerenissima in Free Verse More Like This
take a midmorning nap;
alleyways bright with
their smiles canal-deep.
Nightfall brings guides:
stone sighs and dead light,
(never so alive).
PaletteThe painted lady stands,Palette in Free Verse More Like This
and waiting for a cab.
MizpahThe crying windMizpah in Free Verse More Like This
and blurred at
Prelude Nocturne;Prelude in Free Verse More Like This
I conjure the moon
as dusk crests,
a wave across the sky
I am lovely and lonely in
the night, shadow-
shackled to the mountainside
and the moths
unfurl their hamsa-wings as
mama calls me in.
PeonyAlone, but forPeony in Free Verse More Like This
the red boots marching
cathedral heart: I
am beating echoes
in this city of the
stepping little girl's
dreams, I visit mama
in the night; but
flowers and wine won't
pay for her light.
The WindblownLike a sparrow, you perch; toes curled and brown eyes wide, arms tinted blue with cold. In my haste to reach you I trip upon your shoes, tiny little things still drizzle-damp and abandoned at the door.The Windblown in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"What are you doing?!"
Your legs stretch for summers as you stand, dress billowing from you like a white flag of surrender.
"Ava, come inside. Come inside. Please."
You stare past my outstretched hands and step away—a sparrow, caught in a downdraft.
PolarisThis nightPolaris in Free Verse More Like This
is black, like a
and as a hand-print
she calls to you—
an echo of
what once was.
a half-truth, back-
is too dark to
guide you home.
Love MeTouch me,Love Me in Free Verse More Like This
Wrap your arms around me,
Pull me close,
Feeling the length of your body,
Press tightly against mine,
Kiss my lips,
They yearn for your touch,
Let me taste you,
Let our lips dance together,
Savoring each other,
Caress my body,
Feeling every inch,
Bring me to life,
Make my body sing,
Touch my hidden desire,
Make my juices flow,
Make me ache for you;
Craving you deep inside,
Fill me with warmth,
The heat of the sun,
Hold me, caress me,
As we die in peace,