My Beautiful FilthMy Beautiful Filth:My Beautiful Filth in Free Verse More Like This
We'll start with the rose petals
scattered lavishly across the bed
A symbolic collage of my broken thoughts
like memories crushed and thrown into the winds
they lie where they fall, forever forgotten...
Tacks and nails shall line the floor!
A perfect representation of my painful steps
To walk forward was to suffer
to stand still was to endure
Like the insults thrown at me, like the physical abuse
they drive their way into my skin and remain embedded
Unable to be removed except by force
And now comes the masterpiece, the perfect finishing touch
A wall of words and photographs depicting my sorrows and greivances
The filthy shame of these long years and the pain which I've kept inside
Now I engrave it into this concrete canvas...
Let all the world know of what was done to me
even as I part from it...
For in death I swear they shall have no reprieve!
In life I wanted to be beautiful and in death I shall finally be so
For the weight of
Letting Go of YouLetting Go of You:Letting Go of You in Free Verse More Like This
You abandoned me in the past
without so much as a proper goodbye
One day you simply chose to walk out the door
and you never did come back...
I was angry then, hurting badly
I wondered if I was in some way inadequate
I wondered if you left because I am so easy to despise
and eventually my sorrow turned to anger
I wanted to become great
to show you that you made the wrong choice
to take my strength and throw it in your face
just so you would regret it
But then I saw how happy you were...
In the time we've been apart
You've made a new life for yourself
You've found someone who loves and treasures you
and upon seeing that, my anger faded...
Your smile, that which I fell in love with
is more radiant now than the morning sun
a gentle blush upon your fair cheeks
takes my breath away, just as it did so long ago
Of course, I don't hold any hope for us to be friends
I don't think that it would be appropriate for me to come back
but perhaps one day, if
Where Angels PlayWhere Angels Play:Where Angels Play in Free Verse More Like This
A lonely spark appears before me tonight
amongst the struggles deep inside of me...
Should I give in, will I breathe in?
How much more can I be forced to take
before my soul breaks?
Shards crashing into me
letting me know I am alive
I am barely breathing...
The moon lights my pathway
deep in dark, where we will fade
I've walked past the archway
Where angels will play...
The warmest touch, upon my skin
Wings that glow with sacred light, from deep within
They have come to take me back, to where I've been
Gone away into the winds, my voice forever lingering
Do I alone escape this and find my peace
without concern for what is left behind
Even if I could close my eyes in endless rest
The thought of you keeps me breathing...
The angel that leads me, deep in dark, where I seem to fade;
The lonely spark that keeps me, is the warmth of your heart...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 30th September 2012
This is All About YouThis Is All About You:This is All About You in Free Verse More Like This
Most people giving you advice, might take a quote from a book
Most people giving you advice, have never had a real look
So from someone who's been watching, let me lay my heart bare
I want to show you all the special things, about the girl for whom I care
She always does her very best, no matter how tough the task
Even when she's struggling, she puts on a brave mask
She's always trying to learn new things, just for a chance to make you proud
She can be a little bit quiet, but I think that's better than being loud
She's not the very best in sports, I know she can be kind of a klutz
But she smiles and goes on anyway, now that takes a lot of guts...
She gets embarassed pretty easily and gets far too nervous to talk
But I know she'd like it if we held hands, whenever we went for a walk
She doesn't need a lot of pretty things, she just wants someone who cares
I bet she'd like to have someone, whom she knew would always be there
I remember when she tried to cook
Aren't You Ashamed Yet?Aren't You Ashamed Yet?:Aren't You Ashamed Yet? in Free Verse More Like This
Truly an object of mystique and mystery
A simple device, with a painted layer
That conceals a face of rotting worms
Oh, I'm sorry, was I supposed to overlook it?
Let me rephrase it in a more appropriate manner
You are a cowardly, pathetic, miserable, filthy
Unintelligent, soul-sucking, perfidious, bag of rotting worms
You who once held my respect, you who were once my friend
you shared in my secrets and you shared in my dreams
But in the end, it was the lies
The horrible, filthy lies that spew forth from your tainted lips...
I guess it was a simple decision
I had no need to keep up this facade
and so I decided that I too should enjoy this game
and I began to taint my lips with lies
Oh how I enjoyed your anguish and misery...
That wonderous feeling of having you squirm
and before I knew it, I found myself wearing
a mask to hide those rotting worms...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 9th
She's Not Your ToyShe's Not Your Toy:She's Not Your Toy in Free Verse More Like This
Mmm, it's okay sweetie
Just stay quiet
It'll all be over soon...
Creaking springs and quiet eyes
Cold without emotion
The smell of fear is mixed with sweat
Breath like a churning ocean
The waves and tide will push and pull
as water fills the cave
The heart longs to stop itself
when there is nothing left to save
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Jenna
Happy birthday to you...
A shock of pain brings her back to the present
The muscular form above her contracting in the dark
She remembers now that her limbs are pinned
but she would not move them anyway...
Happy birthday sweetheart, you're older now
You've grown up well haven't you...
A single shuddering thrust means that everything has ended
and once again a wet worm is pressed to her lips
The weight lifts from her body, leaving red marks around the wrists
limbs denied blood begin to buzz softly as the silence suffocates
She will not move from here, because i
Whispering to LuciferWhispering to Lucifer:Whispering to Lucifer in Free Verse More Like This
Humans are such wonderous creatures
even when granted the gift of knowledge
They fall prey to their own insecurities
slaves to their own fears and paranoia
Such is the father's gift of free will...
Yes my lord, I understand
but do you not feel disappointment?
The great bringer of light has condemned himself to an eternity of darkness
simply so his father's children may roam free
Without adversity, there can be no acension...
Ah, such a philosophical statement from you
I am well aware that humans must experience both extremes
Without tasting joy it would be impossible to understand sorrow
Yet I fear that my brothers have forgotten that, in a single minded pursuit of-
Aye, clever you are to see that
for these brothers of mine find comfort in the wondrous art of destruction
self-abuse is taken as 'fun', addiction is a personal right
Greed is good and gluttony is gold, sloth is scoffed at
and wrath is protected by the comforting
FEARFEAR:FEAR in Free Verse More Like This
Frantically he scrambles away from the dark
Eager to be free of his waking nightmare
Acting only upon the instinct within him;
Reminded constantly that he is prey
For some time he hides in the pervasive shadows
Earnestly praying that he will not be discovered
A single sound is all it takes to jar him;
Running from a creature that he can barely see
From head to toe it is certainly monstrous
Enshrouded in an aura of absolute repugnance
As the acid drips from its cruel jaws,
Rapidly dissolving the ground below
Fearful, he cowers, beneath boxes and cardboard,
Escaping away into a tiny corner of his mind
Alone with only his anxiety for company
Resting for what might be his very last
From birth, Ever-present, Always Remembered
such is the nature of FEAR
Writing poetry again Doctor Cecil? That's good!
You'll need a hobby to be working in an environment like this
-Chen Yuan Wen, 9th October 2012
Overcome your Writer's BlockOvercome your Writer's Block:Overcome your Writer's Block in Free Verse More Like This
If you want to deal with writer's block
the plan is simple, tickty-tock
Give in to madness, go insane
search for words in the midst of rain
When you hit the wall on its painted face
with your fingers and knees you'll find a trace
The secret passage that will lead you through
or perhaps you might be eaten by a grue...
Back to the rhymes that I use to explain
If you try to go forward it will be in vain
So try a new direction, upward or down
Left or right maybe Charlie Brown?
There are no limits except in your mind
Now do a google search and what do you find?
A pond of ideas now stagnant and brown
I threw in Jay Sean and he went down down down
But I digress and let me wind back
If you focus on the dot then the screen will turn black
and a screamer pops out, you've had a really good fright
are my metaphors putting up a really good fight?
Let me put it simply, in english plain:
A good writer isn't one who forces his brain
Order and stru
Alone but AliveAlone but Alive:Alone but Alive in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Oh here I am standing,
A lost soul is landing.
The coldest December,
Can you still remember?
Do you even hear me?
There's no one around me!
Oh shadow that I see,
The void right behind me.
Yet still I am breathing;
Yet still I am feeling.
The coldest sensation,
Oh worthless creation!
Are you still crying?
Oh why are you lying - abandoned and cold
Cold like what was left of soul,
Made of all the life you stole.
Walk divine but made of sin,
Worm of hatred squrim within.
Sin of lust and sin of pride,
Lash the tongue that last has lied.
Yours was silver with a promise,
Kiss of death and then you vomit.
Burning bile of ugly treason,
No one else can know the reason.
Left a soul behind to burn;
You are the reason I have turned...
On this cold and endless night...
When I'm finally pierced by the light...
And I awaken from this hell...
ALONE - BUT ALIVE!
Alive and again oh do I dare?
To give this heart and to lay it bare.
When heaven cast its fate
TriumphTriumph in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
triumph for the King
His truth will be acknowledged
all shall be revealed
wait a minute this isn't rainI was not in the room that daywait a minute this isn't rain in Free Verse More Like This
I shot him from the hallway
Yes, and all that blood came
To my hands like rain
I talked to nothing
I cried about the little things
I don't normally leak for
I don't normally shoot people, either
But this one
Climbed too high in my head
Oh, baby don't whine
That's what you get
A piece of my sweet time
the undertakerOh, he was pale and grey-skinnedthe undertaker in Free Verse More Like This
No sleekness to his coat of human hair
Not every silver lining's there
Not every silver lining's there
And a needle he held in his one good hand
Shaking like mad
He was shaking like mad as he took my neck and he
Made me feel something
I guess I hadn't felt before
Lord and he licked my wound till it wasn't sore
somnambulistI am, in fact, a dancersomnambulist in Free Verse More Like This
I have one dress
I wear it every night to bed
And dance like hell in my dreams
But dreams, you'll see, make little sense
So be it pure coincidence
Or something on a map
I had a dream quintet, ago
My legs became quite tense
They snapped right off!
Those two long limbs
And I haven't seen them since
marigoldNo depthmarigold in Free Verse More Like This
In the craters
On your skin
Just dark marks where your past lives have been
I want to be reborn
But you're not done with me yet
You've got to let me go
Darling, just let me go
I was in the city
Saw the same dress you wore that day
Your heart tattoo
My loving you, as it is
I'd torture you a new one
But it's hard to say
You've got to let me go
human piesonce there wasn't a bear that didn't eat dianahuman pies in Free Verse More Like This
its noggin wasn't phone
it gave paula herpes and genitals
paula was in the classroom baking human pies
nick wanted to find some loving
and diana ate oatmeal
takenI used to try so hardtaken in Free Verse More Like This
To get you to come under the cloak with me
To drown your better years in scotch
I tried to drag you into the earth
But the earth only wanted me
Better luck next century
shinigami songIt is difficult to be a captainshinigami song in Free Verse More Like This
With paint on my face and a broad-sword
My sunny-headed lieutenant at my side
I have work to do, you know
I've no time for you
My shihakusho covered in ribbons, now
I wonder if they're really mine
And the blonde man beside me, now
He looks as if he's been crying
Oh, what am I supposed to do?
A captain such as me
I'd rather put up his long blonde hair
Than keep anyone company
As I was meant to be alone
He was meant to be alone with me
violent wingNothing he did was alright with meviolent wing in Free Verse More Like This
It was all a slope down
It was in every way
And his hands would burn to me
As he raised his toy wine and drank
Deep into his toy mud
Ashamed as me
I was the epitome
As I looked into the mirror just to see
Him, staring back at me
His soul endeavour was to capture me
Like a net wants a butterfly
But no net
Can hold a
cri moarSwimming down to the heart of the beastcri moar in Free Verse More Like This
Does not mean you will become free
You'll be swallowed by something larger
Something like me
Pray tell, who gave you that key?
It does open a door
But you'll have to guess which door
If you can't guess which door, exactly
far away in a phoenix cageI don't want to die outfar away in a phoenix cage in Free Verse More Like This
Like you die
Am the kite
Hold me tight and let me go
In a few weeks time
I'll turn bright blue
And become your sky
Oh, what would you do without me?
To change and expand at will
Oh, what would you do to be free?
A year in the county jail and three
Years away from me
DE-23 Part I Chapter 7DE-23 Part I Chapter 7 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Coming November 1st
DE-23 Part I Chapter 2DE-23 Part I Chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I couldn’t believe my luck. Of all the people on the excursion, I had to be put in a group with Casey. It wasn’t like I had anything against her or anything, but things were just awkward between us since I’d left the school. Too much had changed. Too much had happened… How was I going to get through the day without talking to her? I guess I’d just have to do what I always did. Not talk.
“Well,” Casey was the one to break the awkward silence between the teens in a group of strangers, “we better get started on that worksheet.” She held up the sheet she had taken from one of the teachers up the front to read. Her face went from showing excitement to disappointment. “We just have to find things,” she said quietly.
“What? Let me see.” A small year eight boy took the sheet from Casey, only to have it plucked from his hands by the tall year eleven with sandy blonde hair.
GlassGlassGlass in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Trust is weak
It takes time to gain, and must be handled with care
The smallest mistake can beget a break
Some can ignore the fracture or try to repair,
Others cannot see past it
If the breach is ignored, but the trust still tacit,
The fissures can be multiplied
More cracks can form, and before it is ratified,
It is impossible to see past the ruptures
It only takes one more gash, and then it rends
The trust is broken into pieces, too many to number
Too unobtainable to mend
The reflections of what once was remain
But nothing can be done to make it the same
DE-23 Part I Chapter 3DE-23 Part I Chapter 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After arriving home, I’d decided to go for a walk to clear my head, maybe stop somewhere to do some drawing. I picked up my sketchbook and my lime green pencil case and shoved them in a bag before heading out the door.
Since I’d just moved here, I didn’t know my way around the area, so I decided I might stop at the nearest bench. I was lucky enough to find a small park that had a bench right under a tree. Perfect.
I was walking towards the bench when my foot caught on one of the tree’s roots. I went flying forward and dropped everything. My thin pencil case managed to fall in such a way that it landed over a drain and went straight through the bars. It had all of my art supplies in there! I crawled over to the drain and looked through. It was within reach, if I could only fit my arm through the bars.
I couldn’t just leave my pencil case there, so I decided it couldn’t hurt to at least try and reach it. I s
DE-23 Part I Chapter 6DE-23 Part I Chapter 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Coming September 20th
AromanticI never feel the urge to stare,Aromantic in Free Verse More Like This
I never feel the butterflies,
I never feel my cheeks going red,
I never feel warm and tingly inside.
I’ve considered that I could be gay,
Or even possibly bi.
But both of these would still include
These feelings I should have inside.
Thus I suppose there’s no conclusion.
I’m no different from who I thought I was.
I’m just bad at being straight,
There can be no other cause.
However when one does some research,
One can discover what I might be.
One can look into the overlooked,
The unknown genre of asexuality.
I don’t ever feel the urge to stare,
And I don’t feel the butterflies,
I don’t feel my cheeks turn red,
But it’s okay because I know who I am inside.
The ShedThe Shed in Free Verse More Like This
I stood outside the shed
A shed that had lived in my memory so long I would almost question my memory of its colour
A pure pastel green despite its age
On the outside
Inside the floor and every wall was speckled with paint
It smelled of paint
It smelled of him
I stood outside in the green grass
I couldn’t see inside
My heart would wrench if I tried
So I remembered…
I stood outside and listened
The bang of a shed door, a hammer, a paintbrush clinging against a glass jar of water
I stood beside him, at his painting desk
Despite his manly essence he painted delicately
I was a little girl, too short to see
But I knew his paintings captured the brilliance of the Australian bush
The colours of his paintings’ creations covering his never-washed brushes
Like the shed
He was the father of my working mother
I stood beside a rocking horse of blue and white
A tiny baby, only big enough for me
It was hand crafted and painted with care
It was his creation
It was for me
I stood bes
DE-23 Part I Chapter 5DE-23 Part I Chapter 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I waited by my locker for Brandon. He was taking forever! Where was he? Had he forgotten that I needed to talk with him?
The school was deserted. Everyone had gone home after the fire and as far as I knew, the two of us were the only ones here, though I’d spotted a news crew or two at the scene. I could still see dark smoke rising above the buildings into the air, becoming less dense the higher it rose. I was itching to investigate, but for the first time in a while, I had more than one important mystery to look into.
I looked to my right. There he was. “Took you long enough!” I called.
“I needed to make sure I had all of my books.” Brandon said it like it was obvious.
“Yes. Now what was it you wanted to talk about?”
“I think we may have superpowers.”
“Straight to the point, as usual,” Brandon said, with a sigh.
DE-23 Part I Chapter 4DE-23 Part I Chapter 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” I murmured under my breath. I couldn’t stop staring at my hands. My hands. They were purple. I had purple hands. With claws. And fur. Claws and fur. I had purple furry hands with claws. No, they were paws. I had paws. Purple paws! And that was just my hands.
There was a purple tail coming out of my lower back. Not to mention the matching set of cat ears sticking out of the top of my head! Oh but don’t worry, I still had my normal ears. So in total, I had TWO SETS OF EARS!
Okay, deep breath Ember, I thought to myself. I was sitting on a toilet seat in a bathroom cubicle. I must be insane. No, it was for a good reason. I was hiding. Because of the cat features.
I thought it over. Was it something I ate? No, that’s stupid. Growing purple cat body parts wasn’t a symptom of food poisoning the last time I checked. Ok, maybe tracing back my footsteps of something would work. I
Ode to Lost MemoriesOh memories, where have thee fled?Ode to Lost Memories in Free Verse More Like This
You could not know
The sum of tears that I have shed
When endeavoring to find you, though
I still grasp you with just a thread.
It is true that intermittently I can recall
Some flickers of your remains,
But they are instantly snuffed out when I gain
Fresh memories that befall.
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-
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
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
Nightmare: The Tragic LoverNightmare: The Tragic Lover in Free Verse More Like This
Nightmare: The Tragic Lover
In the silence
I can hear the lyrics
Of my mind's awareness
You're hidden from the world
Only to be known by me
My fate is foretold
You're the end that I wait to see
The remnants of rust consume
The taint covering my heart seeps through
I am dying from a cancer that was caused by you
All it took was a wound
From the kiss that would seal it soon
I just wish that I could take you down too
From something so blissful / Bore a mask of deceit
I remain so resentful / I don't know what to believe
A being that could damage / A feeling that could heal
You pushed me over the edge / You made me wish it was real
I find myself pathetic
That you were just an anesthetic
I used you until you fulfilled your purpose
Now I don't know who the real monster is
What have we really become of this?
One whose heartless and the other is painless
These dark mirrors
Are the protective barriers
Of the true lies of one another
You were my angelic desire
A hope that I h
Shade Of BlueShade Of Blue in Free Verse More Like This
Shade Of Blue
From a deep slumber...
I have awoken
To this cruel color...
That leaves me haunted
My eyes scream
As I opened the door to my soul
Those thoughts of you start to bleed
Reminding me that you're just a person I used to know
A dark ocean blue that I once knew
Leaked through my window
It matched this mood
Amplifying the sorrow
Sparking negative energy
It's the secret source of my core
The only element allowing me-
To survive another day, once more
Without a care
I can endure
Without a prayer
I push forward
So let this hue shower
With extreme hatred
Force the nostalgia to devour
And let my heart remain powerless
Wishing I was never left behind
I'm not baffled that you still bother me to this day
The reminders of you are such a beautiful sight
I'm sure the desires for you will never fade
The last of our memories aren't kind
It's haunting waking up without you...
I'm surrounded in my empty life
By this lovely shade of blue...
Rain Of FateRain Of Fate in Free Verse More Like This
Rain Of Fate
The proud flags were torn away
When warfare came
Burning buildings collapsed
Just like the nations which used to stand
We're no longer united
Because we're consumed by fighting
Quarreling over desires / selfishness is earned
Money sets lives on fire / morals are governed
Humanity conquered this gift of nature
Because we were given this curse of failure
Just our simple touch turns beauty into torture
And we won't stop, until we get more and more
The sins of our fathers
The prayers of our mothers
The tears of our sisters
The blood of our brothers
A man-made cycle of life and death
Believing in religion; and abiding by justice
Living a life of crime, and an unmatched wickedness
Made-up answers to made-up questions is all we will get
The last living tree burned
Pity among Mother Earth mourned
The dark clouds shed tear drops of forgotten affection
While we only care about our selves, when the planet needs compassion
The dire cries for help needs to be heard
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
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
A Dying RainbowA Dying Rainbow in Free Verse More Like This
A Dying Rainbow
I'm always told that I'm such a wonderful person
And that I'm thoughtful, caring, kindhearted, and so important
But they don't see what's behind closed doors, the constant clashes with torment
Damage goes unseen as I blanket everything with cold smiles that seem slightly burdened
My tears quake while they hide behind my blackened shades
My hands tremble because I'm holding onto so much of this hate
My body is painted nonchalant so I have to appear in an emotionless state
My blood system is clogged with suicidal thoughts that make me want to break
I've been like this far too long
I wish I died before this had begun
Surrounded by fear is where I don't belong
I just want this lucid nightmare to be over and done
Society these days
Teaching children the old prejudice ways
And that's why certain individuals grow up so afraid
In the end, a premature death is the price loved ones pay
I'm one of those
Dwelling in fear at the end of my rope
Trying to conceal agony tha
T h i n k i n gI want to write of the tigerT h i n k i n g in Free Verse More Like This
crouched in my doorway,
the smirking hyenas at my bedside,
Apollo's love life,
beautiful Seattle skies I only dream about,
and girls with dragon scaled spines.
But it's all just tornadoing
around inside my head,
bouncing off my castle walls
straight jacket medicine
in an attempt to save me from myself.
So, I'm going to sit here, in the dark
as the clock tictictics away the minutes
of my evening as I stare into the face
of everything I've yet to write.
At night,black birds rest on my eyelids.At night, in Free Verse More Like This
I am drowning in their feathers.
My dreams are old movies,
( laid out in silent film. )
I asked you to lie to me,
to this supernova skin
to kiss cookie crumb freckles
along my braille throat
as I smothered you
in disheveled heartstrings.
( It did not matter your crow eyes frightened me)
Speaking to me in God's tongue
of watercolor skies
and mid-morning realities.
As we live in a wonderland
of giggling hyenas &
Sometimes I wish I knew the girls I write about.Believing God speaks to her in riddles,Sometimes I wish I knew the girls I write about. in Free Verse More Like This
She feels most alive
when hanging out of windows.
A fearless free faller
with an adventurers heart,
and innocent New York eyes.
and impossible to snuff out-
Forgive her, sweet father,
for she has sinned.
It's been three
Je t'aimeShe told me, "I love you this much!"Je t'aime in Free Verse More Like This
stretching her arms out
as far as they could go, fingers taught
I looked at her, eyes smiling
and asked, "Only that much?"
"That's all there is." She replied.
And I agreed,
"Vast oceans can not compare our our love,
I long to set this world aflame.I once dreamt of ashes and dragons,I long to set this world aflame. in Free Verse More Like This
as dark ravens loomed over my sleeping form,
planting cadaver kisses along my neck.
Stepping into a river of colors, I contemplated
smoke halos and the unlit cigarette between my teeth.
I asked myself if all of this was worth it-
gasoline rainbows painting landscapes along my thighs.
I'd never smoked a day in my life, but I liked to play with fire.
[Light a match and watch me burn. ]
roses and brier“I’ve never planted roots-“roses and brier in Free Verse More Like This
believing her body to be
on a road trip
“Well—“ I smiled,
“let’s be like roses & brier.
We will go nowhere, together.”
i am a magenta february.Winteri am a magenta february. in Free Verse More Like This
is still clinging
to my skin,
sleeping within the tangles
of my night witch hair.
65 days to learn
& Icarus, with his
sun kissed fingers
my throat, giggles
knowingly in my ear.
I have misplaced my
of a heart
so many times,
I’m not even sure
it ever existed
they never lie-
Covered in frost
I am a magenta
the imprint of teeth
that bruised centuries
& bed sheets.
Milky Waymy body is a road mapMilky Way in Free Verse More Like This
of hazard signs
but on the days
when the mirror
is nice to me,
i can hear
like little racing
beneath my skin:
you are not worthless.
you are strong.
your ribcage has a meaning-
these bruises are
ste ti & you are the Milky Way.
ShockEvery time you touch meShock in Free Verse More Like This
I can feel a spark
The bolts running strong
Through the veins
Grope me harder
Because I know it's a crime
I couldn't find a simple care
For those who disagree
But I love you
Not just for the satisfaction
But for you being yourself
I wish you'd electrocute me
Down on me
Shock me hard and long
These are just little benefits
Of being in love
Even when my mind
Screams at me
The lust and compassion will clash
I can find a compromise
To where I can be in love
But let my demons roam free
Distant lands and power
A Hundred WaysI can taste your bodyA Hundred Ways in Free Verse More Like This
On my lips
So sweetly you touch me
I can almost feel the beat
So soft the feel
But how strong the emotions
The temptation and confusion
Is almost the reason why
I love you
I love you for you
Is it the lust
Or is it the passion
That I love about you?
MonsterI'm staring intoMonster in Free Verse More Like This
This parallel universe
Crying my tears of black
I see it now
It's horrible face
It's menacing ways to kill
He's a wreck
He's a bitch
He's a faggot
What else can you say?
You've already got him convinced
The mirror is a crime to him
But his paint to hide the fate
He paints to love
To find a shoulder to cry on
To find the confidence to ware it down
To a science
To paint over pain
To paint over hate
To paint over a broken soul
Maybe to hide the fact that he's hurt
But what else can be taken
When he's faking it all?
Paint over it
Paint it and hide it
When I Die YoungWhen I die, bury me slowlyWhen I Die Young in Free Verse More Like This
Because I know
That my grandmother's heart
Is a simpleton child to a coping
Bury me down
Next to the one that I love
If he chooses to be
Sleeping in the state of a snow white dove
If I die soon now
Please sit down and tell them
About the wonders of
The things I love about him
Lay me to rest
In a coffin of black
To match my charcoal heart
And life that I lack
Kiss him two times
On his right and left cheeks
Tell him each little message
That kiss holds to seek
One for the love
That I shall forever treat
And one for goodbye
Until again that we meet
Inside A GamePivoting footsteps arousing the groundInside A Game in Free Verse More Like This
With a melancholy melody soothing the air
A smell that's so fresh, a sound so divine
But a raging hot temper with a spice of a devil
The eyes with the texture of the brightest moons
Heart with the gold of the deepest mines
But a hatred in Him beyond an understanding
Facing a ghost of the blackest abyss
Finding out a life, like a video game played
Like living with strings to our limbs
We are a game but an instantaneous rejection
Rejection to believe a lie is it's reality
Realization to a lie is a knife to a chest
Cutting a faith to our comfort
Restriction to circulation of our mere life
Like a slaughtered infant to a newly hatched mother
A suffering unlike a wounding
An emotional skyrocketing intercourse
A piercing red flame to a crisp alley
Waving over a brain like an island shore
Alone in a black room
Mastering the art of our mind to a closure
Lights to a closure
Fear to a gaping ajaring
Cranium's to a vulner
AngelSometimes when I lieAngel in Free Verse More Like This
I feel my body fall
Down into a darkened pit
Not a place of a safest haven
Hail beyond a muttering clasp of chains
Some rumor an angel about
But are they to know
Fallen from a cloud
Is a boy in a dream
And as he falls
They follow in a smirk
Snickering about the master plan
Sometimes the one of the fewest words
Has the fewest words to say
But the most words to act
And sometimes our closest are farther
Than we think
Out At SeaSometimes I feelOut At Sea in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Like a ship out at sea
Waves drifting out
And with them, they take me
Sometimes I feel
Like a problem is a wave
And the larger it will get
The harder it will be to save
I feel like it's rocking
Steadily back and forth again
The farther I get
My voice loses command
The waves may caress me
But they won't retreat me to the bottom
I won't let the tide recede
And bring to me another problem
When I'm docked by the ocean
I look back and dream
Of the days before
I lost my heart out at sea
Tall, Tall ManTall, tall manTall, Tall Man in Free Verse More Like This
Who are you?
Standing in my back room
Creeping down my every move
Your eyes peer menacingly
They eat my feet for every step
Tall, tall man
Why are you here?
My ears can hear the rhythm of your heart
Thump, thump, thump, thump
What a heart to a melody
Calling me home
Tall, tall man
Where did you come from?
You visit me to occurrence of a match
Ignition to a conflict
You haunt me to my fingertips
You nibble my nails
I guess it's why they aren't there
Tall, tall man
How did you get here?
You are from my darkest reverie
You lurk my days and nights
Never sleeping to crack my lids
Glaring to my perishing soul
I told you already to return
But I know you won't ever leave
You'll always be here
You made the bed and laid in it
Tall, tall man
Evil, evil man
Are you ever leaving?
I don't want my bloodshot sockets anymore
If I coin you a soul will you be gone?
A Message To The Phobic: Coming Out (Be Yourself)We all start out as a little image of our parental guardian desires. We wear the clothes, suck the bottles, eat the food and learn the morals of the ones we see as parents. But when it comes to a desire of yourself, breaking free of the chains of out parents, what do you do? Are you supposed to tell your parents that you're different than their wanting? Are you supposed to hide? Are you really going to have to stand up, scream and shout, and rebel yourself against those that you love just to achieve the things that you want? In a lot of cases, our parents are the ones who will tie us down the most. You grow up to be the standards that they want to. You are taught not to question those of authority or the morals that you are taught. But what happens when you know that something is different about yourself than your parents?A Message To The Phobic: Coming Out (Be Yourself) in Emotional More Like This
You're starting to grow up now, and you are starting to notice something different. You are starting to see that you are not like the other kids at school. You don't
QuestioningI wonder all of the time what would happen if I died just now. Out of nowhere. I went in the bathroom, opened the cabinet, grabbed the pills, and overdosed while my grandmother was asleep. What would happen? When she woke up, she would go in expecting to brush her teeth, just to find her grandson lying on the floor dead. What would she do? Would she sit down and cry? Would she finally understand? Would she finally listened to everything I tried to tell her? Would she cry over my dead body, or would she pick up the phone first? What would my mom do when she arrived? Would she sit over my body and cry? Would it kill her to know that she failed to parent her child? Would she finally see how much she abused her child? Would she want me back? Would she finally have what she wanted? One less burden for her. Is that what she wanted? Did she want this for me? When they took me away, would she trail behind in tears and want me back? Would she ever sleep at night again? What about my siblings? WQuestioning in Emotional More Like This
RainRain in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Rings and rivulets of water
Rolling down the panes and roof
Running wildly through the gutters
Resting underneath the porch
Raking wet across the shutters
Remaining still for far too long
Restless children yearn to play
FishermenFishermen in Free Verse More Like This
from tiny boats,
sampans and coracles -
red sails threading the sky
like poppies in the autumn sun.
Whales slip through waves
hunting silvered krill
and the spiny dusk
of urchins clinging to the sand.
And they wait
for lines to pull
their hands under
glistening with eel
hauling the afternoon
back to market
in hempen nets.
BeadsAnd I will weaveBeads in Free Verse More Like This
and string glass beads across your skin.
I will pick them out - azure and turquoise
like the beach at noon
when the sand makes love to the waves.
I will decorate you in ivory and ivy
bands to kiss
your wrists and ankles and
I will teach your tongue wicked fortunes -
stories that only night can
follow and languages
man is too afraid to speak.
You will wear me
silk and water -
the warm rush of magic,
a noise that rumbles fiercely
and grows restless
in the dark.
DawnDawn in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How dawns the morn so very bright and bold
that night's dark face can only turn away;
and all our dreams in sunlit skies are sold
as eventide gives pardon to the day.
She feels the cloak of dreams unclasp their sway
and fading softly spun into the gold,
that she will rise from sleep and make her way
ere morning grows another second old.
SirensThey run when they hear sirens -Sirens in Free Verse More Like This
it's all they know.
They hide under bridges
and fire escapes,
like their fathers
and their fathers' fathers.
They know the sight
and sound of thick
black boots in hallways
and the anger of an engine
unwinding in the streets.
They remember how unfriendly
four a.m. can be,
hunching behind fences
that wait with open jaws.
And they remember
how sour fear actually tastes
when it lingers
in the back
of the throat.
PlaygroundPlayground in Free Verse More Like This
All that autumn her ghost haunted the playground;
no wisping phantom, but strident bits and pieces
clamoring for attention - a pair of black patent
leather shoes waiting expectantly by the teeter-totter.
And Sister Teresa had to pry red woolen mittens
off the jungle gym every morning.
Jimmy Boyle kept seeing her sweater at the swings,
its green wooly arms daring him to go higher
and trying to tag him "it".
And her best friend, Jenny Black
could see the flash of her pigtails
throwing copper across the kickball field
where recess waited to swallow them.
The toys vanished from the sandbox every evening
leaving nothing but a soft trail of disappointment
in their wake -
their accusations of neglect
and longing crouched under the
maple trees, swarming with the bees.
But winter proved a discordant grave -
the protest of frozen ground
an errant melody in the schoolyard
and her shoes kept shrinking
and stumbled down the slide,
leaving a thick crust of frost
like somber tracks that said good-bye
SoundSound in Free Verse More Like This
Something against the sky -
a kestrel wing
drifting godward -
the circle of sound
dents the morning
and turns my ears
second guessing the weight of
and how your breath
measures the morning light.