Snippy - Poem of DoomSnippy - Poem of Doom in Free Verse More Like This
Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these day
DownfallDownfall in Free Verse More Like This
And in this dark harvest of season
My life has completely lost reason,
For which or against to decide.
All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide
In sadness and in kindness
In light and in darkness.
In a boat made of hope
I shall sail to tomorrow,
In a winding hurricane
Made of treachery and sorrow.
There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...
Piercing, slashing though my head.
Starting somewhere in heaven,
Ending somewhere in hell.
Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.
Are the armies within.
In my head they are all thrashing.
On the heaven's and hell's whim.
To be light or to be darkness.
A perpetual array.
A Poem for HawkThe wind gales;A Poem for Hawk in Free Verse More Like This
Blowing away your last breath.
Fog creeps in;
Glazing your eyes; Sightless.
The man in the hooded robe;
Enters, You tense;
Stiff as a board;
He takes you away.
Dawn comes; You don't bleed,
But I bleed for you.
The sky opens and tears strike the earth;
Ravaging the coast with grief.
You're gone; Flying in the sky,
With your namesake.
Embarking on a journey,
Leaving me behind.
I let your soul fly; Knowing;
You're in a better place.
5 Faces of a Girl5 Faces of a Girl5 Faces of a Girl in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
One face shines with light
Eyes twinkle with starlit bright
One voice laughs with glee
Cackles, giggles, happily.
Second face hides in stone cold quiet
Scared to voice the hidden riot
Second voice stays in neutrality
Afraid to let her feelings free
Third face keeps a bashful eye
Scared to look at unknowing guy
Third voice is just a whisper
Making chances oh so cheaper
Fourth face keeps steady and calm
Not wishing to ring the strangers, alarm
Fourth voice is courteous and polite
Keeping everything alright
Final face is when it all breaks down
When one can cry, blush and frown
Final voice is a silent husk
100ThemesChallenge - DarkDoesn't everything seem more real in black and white photos? That's because the world's losing it's colour.100ThemesChallenge - Dark in Philosophical More Like This
Old Romanian ManOld Romanian Man in Free Verse More Like This
Din trestie aproape, amintiri mai aproape.
(Cane near, keeps his memories nearer.)
The Pieces(Lights up on a young girl child, sitting on a pink patchwork quilt on the floor of a nursery.)The Pieces in Comedy More Like This
Pieces taste good. Ripped-up, tasty bits. Candy-tasty. Won't you let me taste a taste? Sweet and juicy, please.
(GIRL sticks her fingers in her mouth and closes her eyes.)
Just a taste. The last taste, the best ever. I want it. Want it.
(GIRL removes her fingers, but keeps her eyes closed.)
Dee-lish. So yummy, goody. The pieces. Just want a tasty taste.
(GIRL opens her eyes, and gets up on her knees.)
Please, it, I need so bad!
Elegy For A White PipeElegy for a White PipeElegy For A White Pipe in Free Verse More Like This
I loved how
I became the billows
Shhsh-ing the embers at the tip
Of my white pipe.
I embodied the runny fog
I breathed fire just like a dragon
And yes, I even flew
On silver wings
I chased the rings I blew.
The smoke would trail blue
Against and to the firmament
And I would exhale grey:
Two beautiful and baleful colors
Just like the disillusion in my eyes
The exact same hue!
I had clarion vision
With eyes the color of my fascination
My sight cleaving through the fumes
I saw Orion
And he winked down on me at midnight
From way up in the winter sky
He was the tw
The HikeWith the dance turnsThe Hike in Free Verse More Like This
And then Outside -
Where law is
See the circus -
For play of incendiaries:
The life of fish -
After the bruise-upheaval
When brier send errands
From sea to steam -
As a trap
To Look at the teeth
To Look at the rainbow -
- Confession -
Gets the edge -
Even the rain
Turns to honey.
nuclear wars of the heart.this is hownuclear wars of the heart. in Free Verse More Like This
nuclear wars of the heart
fireworks are really
just another kind of
explosion, did you
[you are causing
to implode within
there is a
a fault line
you like to cause
that shake my whole
[but this crack
is only getting wider.
could you please fill it up
hopes and dreams?]
did you know that?
but you could also
[all you have to do
PhasesPhases in Emotional More Like This
With beauty may come happiness, but with happiness always comes beauty.
When's the last time you did something for the first time?
Must I pretend I'm someone else, for all time?
I don't understand how I can care this much, when you don't care at all.
If you can't handle me at my worst, you certainly can't handle me at my best.
All that matters is who you are and the choices you make; that is what makes you, you.
Useless Superpowers1. The ability to turn into a clam . . . but not back.Useless Superpowers in Short Stories More Like This
2. Radioactive uvula.
3. Ability to inflict paper cuts on toads.
4. Ability to turn water into molten lead when plummeting towards it.
5. Ability to change the color of one of your eyebrow hairs.
6. Ability to turn your fingernails into pencil points that hurt if you sharpen them and make the sound of fingernails on chalkboards.
7. Ability to locate plankton through echolocation.
8. Ability to turn beards into beads.
9. A pinky toe made of granite.
10. Ability to make earrings out of food, but doing it unconsciously so you couldn't eat.
11. Ability to turn bottles upsi
love or logic?Love? ....or Logic?love or logic? in Free Verse More Like This
All my life I have chosen practicality over everything
As I have chosen anything over emotion.
Love? ....or Logic?
I met someone
Who I think needs me.
And who I think I need.
Love? ....or Logic?
If I choose love, I lose everything I have been working for.
But if I choose those goals,
I may lose what happiness I have not managed to purge myself of.
Love? ....or Logic?