Burning DualityOnce againBurning Duality in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am both blessed and cursed
For my heart has burned
And I'm afraid of the coming pain
For her I melt
To help her I knelt
And still it seems unclear
Thus my fear
Of her care I dream
Unbeknownst to her it seems
Yet my feelings at the core
I cannot reveal ever more
As limits my sanity has
And the destructive effect a rejection has
I am stuck between
Letting myself go slowly or risking a win
My FearI've seen my death so many timesMy Fear in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I've dreamt of my own funerals
What most people are afraid of in general
Is what I think of when my eyes are closed, every time
As I became so familiar with my own death
As I jumped, as I cut open my veins, as I was gone
I became used to see my death
And now I am afraid of myself alone
Death is not my biggest fear
I am my fear...
My Missed Love"The best way to get over a woman is to turn her into literature."My Missed Love in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
"Allright then... I guess this is good bye..."
I don't remember which one of us said it
But it still echoes in my sleep as is the tear in your eye
And your smile struck by the orange ray of light of the only lightpole lit
And I miss the long talks we had
So that we could be together, talking
Talking about anything, everything
Religion, politics, laws and even sexuality
Us, laying on that table, in our own reality
I remember the long talks we had.
I miss our times of awkward silence
But time itself did not leave us a chance
Though I admit I could have outdone myself
Especially for someone such as yourself
You're only 10 klicks away
Yet you sent me so far my way
And thinking of another man you are, I know
I guess you deserved better than a guy so low...
My InsanityInsanity : doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.My Insanity in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Even the fiery breath of the blade on my skin
Seems less harsh than the open wound of my heart
I see the tears of blood coming out of my wrist and it doesn't hurt
Why are loving and living appearing to me as sins ?
I'm feeling in grave danger
I've waited the damsel that could be my savior
Who could help me change course
But I must suffer from a curse
I fear that I might slip away
I feel like I'm slipping away
I must be slipping away
I am slipping away
failed at finding Love
failed at keeping Life
Trying to love seems to be...
My Dark MonsterAs the psychologist asks me to open myself,My Dark Monster in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And starts to dig its way,
Through my shell of lies and appearances hides a monster by itself.
She sees that I'm troubled and asks if I want to stop. She may.
Who would have known that a gentle guy like me
Would be constantly battling to keep containment
On the result of a life of laughter, of mocking or just ignorance which created a being so malevolent ?
Certainly not me.
Before I could defend against it,
Though I couldn't face it.
But the depression came in and drew my forces away,
And now I fear that it might get away.
If I only could let this monster go
But he would be the perfect killer due to his knowledge :
Firearm handling, military tactics, forensic sciences, even law...
That's wy I'm always on the edge.
So much anger that he would not know compassion,
So much hatred that he would make it bloody.
Because he never really knew love he wouldn't make any exceptions,
Because he only knew pain he'll only stop if killed, not willingly.
My DilemmaHow can Destiny be as violent,My Dilemma in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hitting a man already at the bottom ?
How can Fate be so malevolent,
That it wants me to become a phantom ?
How can a small event
Remind me of my best moments
But use them as a powerful weapon
As a formidable threat to my person ?
Should I really go back where I met the one I once loved
And risk losing what is left of my heart
To what is either a dream or a real call back from the other part of said heart.
Why ? Why on all places on Earth choose where the girl of my dreams lived ?
Her mesmerizing eyes, her blazing red hair, her gentle smile
And maybe suffer even more to a point that might kill me.
Or the security of cowardice, constant sadness, loneliness on my private isle
And slowly, yet surely, suffer from the depression that is devouring me ?
Should I keep the promise I made nearly a year ago ?
Should I "simply" try to overcome this event and go ?
Should I take it as a sign of Fate ?
Or as some kind of joke of bad taste ?
The ChasePeople keeps on runningThe Chase in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Running in their lives
Running for their lives
From a relentless foe we are all running
But, while everyone kept trying to leave
As they all wanted to live
I stopped to watch and give myself to the Scythe
From the one that ends all life
But even her, kept her distance from me
She didn't stop for me
She kept chasing the others, I guess I was of no interest
She instead stopped by my uncle's, he who was living has now been put to rest
I can guess how would go a conversation with the Lifebuster
"You're a monster !
- Aren't we all ?
Monsters in a whole ?"
The Stolen HeartTo the Girl who borrowed my heartThe Stolen Heart in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For so little time.
The Ginger that offered a meaning
For my empty life.
The Girl with her gentle smile
Mocking my inactions.
The Girl that made me think too much
Thinking about her.
I miss you,
I will never forget you,
The Girl who borrowed my heart
And never gave it back.
Final VowAgainst all odds,Final Vow in Free Verse More Like This
I shall not feel fear nor defeat,
But victorious and curious
For I am still alive.
Creeping DemonsCreeping Demons in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For so long I fought these
Up until their withdrawal
And I thought I could wistand all
That I could keep up with ease
But only hiding were the dark demons
And as I felt that I finally was holding on
They struck back
One again strong is the ache
Close is first aid
Closer is the blade
Stronger is the urge
But I want to fight it
I wanna get better
I have to get tougher
I will get through it
Goodnight My LoveGoodnight My Love in Free Verse More Like This
goodnight my love
i no longer wish to wake
can not resist the urge to sleep
a deep death sleep
no more do i want the bright light of life
it burns my eyes
and every breath sears my throat
i choke on every inconsequential beat of my heart
goodnight my love
the dream was sweet
saccharine in its promises
but the reality sours on my tongue
it tastes of bitter anger and spoiled hope
and has become too foul to swallow
too sharp to touch
my hands bleed from holding it too tight
goodnight my love
it is not your fault
there was just too much pain
and now i will sleep it all away
hidden deep within from the bite of this cruel life
curled around what little of me is left
like a small vein of gold in a mountain
because i was golden once
forever lightforever light in Free Verse More Like This
draw me into your pyramid of pain
built on the blocks of terrible torture
on a life time of loving poisoned women
have I become your new medium of melancholy
in my scarred horrific beauty and anguish
I taste familiar on your lips, like past delicacies
etch into me how they hurt you
and their mistakes I won't repeat
I will make my own mistakes of course
because I am woman in every sinful sense
sketch to me of hurt
of unending nights of pleasure
days of confusion
tell me I may be nothing
tell me I am your everything
say to me that my words pierce your heart
still your breath
kill your hopes
draw them back to me, slap me to my senses
make me see you
in the way I was never seen
in that forever light, in that future beam
no worshiping, ruling side by side
lion and lioness
king and queen
demon and temptress
bathe me in your forever lights and future beams
make me believe again
in possibilities and dreams
ApocalypticApocalyptic in Free Verse More Like This
razor blade wishes
whispered from narcoleptic lips
filled with radioactive kisses
products of apocalyptic love trips
shadows dance on walls
made from the ashes of flesh
burnt in a past memory recall
when two made one, enmeshed
back into two, split clean asunder
by nuclear reactions from love to lover
clashing anger explodes loud like thunder
showering broken tears on bodies uncovered
lonely desolate ignored new wasteland
cataclysmic conversion from desire to dust
detonated by fingers on a lover's hand
this awesomely painful weapon is the bond of trust
lie to me, my lovelie to me, my love in Free Verse More Like This
lie to me, my love
lie because you know it's wrong
betray me, my heart
whisper false words into my soul
look at me and lie
watch the tears of deception, of love
fall endlessly from my eyes
i have broken
broken in a way that only i can fix
no more pretty perjuries
falling from your mouth
please no more
find no forgiveness in my heart
only acceptance as i now play my part
TwistedTwisted in Free Verse More Like This
she twists and turns
but her soul still burns
and when contorted in this special way
he takes it all and will not stay
so she pretzels, so she twirls
but still can not fit this crazy world
this funny place of right or wrong
where up is up and down is long
where black and white are plain as day
and gray is lost to the winds of change
you see, she sees where it all went south
but still she closes her evil mouth
to open it is the cardinal sin
because from her mouth all lies begin
say my name, loversay my name, lover in Free Verse More Like This
say my name, the private one only you use
it liquefies my heart and singes my soul
words beyond worlds spill from your lips
wrapping me in coils of warmth, holding me to you
ensnared in your mind and blessedly trapped
you have caught me in your web of language
licking, tonguing at my core when you speak
wrote me into your heart and absorbed me totally
in never ending unbroken moments of blissful thought
tickle my tender thinking with your oral gymnastics
and leave me begging, thirsting for more
say my name, so privately quiet to us
whispering violently, you make me tremble in need
speak for me and send my mind spinning inside
scream our love passionately, with ardor
and we will destroy all the stands in our way
I AwokeI Awoke in Free Verse More Like This
I awoke to silence
not a normal quiet
no, an utter lack of sound
like the absence of light
shivering in the stillness
a deafness so profound
that I choked on its' presence
the heavy air weighing me down
an engorged yet muted tormentor
that grasped me in its' bonds
my mouth was rotten with unreleased screams
body quaking in terror
the threat yet to be seen
now I know this nightmare
this suffocating pain
the cause of all my sorrows
love unending, ended
deafened, blind and dumb
to a world without him
133no tears133 in Free Verse More Like This
no heartfelt pleas
no more forever light
no more future beams
now we both stand alone
on a battlefield where no battle took place
you and your castle turned prison
me and my future
i wonder why tears only stain my face
is it the loss of the dream
it is the fact that you refused to hear my screams
never stopped to wonder why my heart didn't beat
but it does now
and i am afraid
the sound is almost deafening
it pounds, shattering the bonds that kept me caged
chained to you
now i am free
listening to the hammering beat of a heart once silent
perhaps you too now are free
to be whoever it is you wanted to be
whoever that is i wish you all the best
let this mark the end
of life lesson number one-hundred and thirty-three
RampageRampage in Free Verse More Like This
I will make it rain blood today
my limits reached, my mind has breached
I will watch as the pretty red droplets fly
off the ends of my meticulously honed knives
raging and manic in my furious rage
beautifully, brutally, beating my way through it all
I hate them all, infuriatingly humane humanity
so weak, so meek, so disgustingly docile
the sight of them makes me physically ill
I want to violently vomit them out of existence
purge them during a full blown killing binge
nothing can stop me, I'm armed to the teeth
trained to murder, trained to stalk, to kill
I will make it rain blood today
I will rampage and they will all pay
darkeneddarkened in Free Verse More Like This
in a darkened room where no light can bloom
the magic man sits and his teeth he grits
because darkness prevails when truth is unveiled
he knows all now, sees the why and the how
she consumes his pain her lips it does stain
purple, green and black
like the bruises she wears from the whip he cracks
punishment earned from obligations not spurned
death in the form of a failure to reform
he drinks from her vein, his hatred his bane
her sorries are made through blood red like cherries
marking his mouth as hers, so nothing more can occur
and in the darkness they dwell together in this hell
in a darkened room where no light can bloom
the magic man and his queen sewn together at the seams
in blood and lust thrown together by love's thrust
in hearts true bliss lips united in an unending kiss
WishesEasy to believe,Wishes in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The trick up your sleeve.
Your life to spare.
Find a penny pick it up,
All the day to have good luck.
Stars and silver linings,
Angels and magic times.
Faries exist as long as you know,
Where to look and where to go.
All you need is a wish.
TearsThey drip down your face,Tears in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Racking sobs taking a hold,
With sighs released.
Ending of my rejection of nature within the homeMy rejection of nature ended when,Ending of my rejection of nature within the home in Free Verse More Like This
The cricket joined me for a shower.
The spider checked the plumbing,
The daddy long legs fixed the tiling.
The death of my rejection continued as,
The ants popped into the living room.
They borrowed the wifi and used the phone,
The lounged on the couch, watching tv.
My rejection of nature stopped when,
The moths wanted to help cook.
They fluttered over our recipes,
Joined in switching on the extractor.
The finish of my rejection completed as,
The flies aided in the sweeping of the hallway.
They looked at the contents of the fridge,
And joined in the gaining of a snack.
I guess bugs don't like rejection from my habitat,
As I do not like it from theirs...
In which case, other creatures are now rejected from my home.
I suspect this rejection will be ended soon.
Alone.I hear the silence,Alone. in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Call my name.
Those tears on my cheeks,
Witness my shame.
This time I know,
I feel the pain.
But remembered for blame.
For it is their loss,
So I ask why.
In this time of loneliness,
Should I cry?
Not a part,
But always to try.
Angry thoughtsThe malice in my heart.Angry thoughts in Free Verse More Like This
The anger I feel.
For no good reason.
Always a good idea.
From those situations.
They'll end badly.
You'll be saying.
Things you don't mean.
Broken.Broken.Broken. in Free Verse More Like This
Fallen glasses, ruined chairs.
Shot light bulbs, totalled cars, forgotten frames.
Wild horses, trapped whales, oil slicked birds, caught fish.
All things end up broken, even the human soul.
But it can be fixed.
HappinessHappiness tastes like oranges,Happiness in Free Verse More Like This
Freshly growing on a tree.
It smells like candy floss,
At the fair during the night,
It looks like the sun,
During that first summer dawn.
Sounds like butterflies wings,
Beating softly in the wind.
The glow in your stomach,
When you see that person.
The giggle you get,
When joking with friends.
The grin and smile,
After a hug from your mum.
The cold fresh air,
Inhaled on a foggy morning.
The sound of autumnCrisp leaves slip to the ground with a barely audible whisper of air. Children's screams fill the silence as they enjoy the last of summer's golden warmth. The crisp crunch of decaying plants can be heard as families march to stock up for the upcoming yearly freeze. Cars zoom down the motorway as people rush to unload returning suitcases.The sound of autumn in Emotional More Like This
A dark brown Labrador gallops across a green towards a dark haired boy yapping with delight as a stick whooshes through the air. The boy's eyes glint green grey blue with happiness as the sun sets.
The sound of autumn leaves with the setting of the sun.
Elysian FieldsElysian fieldsElysian Fields in Free Verse More Like This
A brisk wind haunts the desolate temperamental sky.
One tree stands solitary against the turbulence.
They wander aimlessly among the white flowers.
Of course they avoided it, with its dark charcoal exterior,
And its multiple coarse rigid fingers.
All light seemed to gradually disintegrate the closer they got to it.
The shade of flowers change to a darker more sinister tone,
Sometimes changing to a ruby red colour.
They have no place, expressionless faces wince with frustration.
They are doomed to an eternity of bleakness,
Trapped they seek purpose, meaning.
But they almost made it
Feet stomp back and forth
'Were good enough to be up there'
Grey eyes fill with resentment.
A lifetime of nothingness is what they will have to endure.
A perpetual golden glow can be seen in the distance
And sometimes If they lean closer towards the ground.
The screams of the others can be heard along with the faint stench of burning.
Life Without SamsonLife without SamsonLife Without Samson in Free Verse More Like This
As I lie in front of the granite casing
Canonized by the sight of the one I love
Longing for his tender touch, to be in his reach again
I often smell the distinctive scent of his uniform
Surround myself with his garments
But only when he's not around
When he's around I must appear to be strong and stable
The constant questions of innocence and ignorance are impossible to answer
But he doesn't understand and I hope he never will
Life must continue and progress
I must now be his granite casing
To shield him from the bitterness and harshness of reality
But who will protect and support me?
Who is there to caress and look after me?
Who do I lean on and run to?
The granite casing can only do so much
But yet here I lie against it still
Even after all this time
Hoping to find strength
Did They KnowDid they know?Did They Know in Free Verse More Like This
I don't think they realised.
Realised at one stage there words would be studied in great detail,
They just wrote
Shakespeare, Coleridge, Wordsworth, Sylvia Plath
None of them knew that some day there work would be worshipped and criticised.
They couldn't have known their words would become timeless and immortal.
Now each word has a new meaning;
A meaning which may not have been initially intended.
Its amazing how an impact of a comma can make a difference,
Metaphors explored in new ways,
Similes expanded on and questioned.
Imagery perceived through different eyes
Some try to understand the authors mindset,
Others apply there own meaning and sentiment.
Writing is personal but not necessarily biographical,
Alternate personas can be adopted.
The picture painted may not exist
No matter how much evidence we gather.
We look for things that aren't actually evident,
Things we would like to be true.
But in truth there just simply
arranged words on a page.
An Ordinary WednesdayAn Ordinary WednesdayAn Ordinary Wednesday in Free Verse More Like This
Sleep is the only form of escapism,
When I awake its back to reality.
Sitting at the side of bed gazing in to a mirror.
A hairy short being stares back at me,
His hands on a keyboard typing some sort of nonsense.
Movement can be seen in the background,
A foot emerges from underneath the covers.
Her angelic frame graces my bed.
She arises randomly to kiss me and returns to her slumber.
My mind is a beehive of thoughts,
Failing is becoming an customary feeling.
Yet her kiss seems to distract me,
For a while
But I've been here before.
This time is different.
It has to be,
A broken heart is like lightning.
It never strikes twice.
The time reads 11:11,
There is work I should be completing.
But my mind is astronomically vacant,
The keys are in the ignition
But no one is driving.
George Elliot's 'Silas Marner' sits on the cabinet
Half read and not at all understood.
A love for a child can save a man's sanctity.
Or is it just love in general?
A Nintendo DS Lite is p
The ShowThe showThe Show in Free Verse More Like This
Perpetually putting on a show,
Even when cameras are not declared.
Dominating the stage with confidence.
Outshining others delivering-
A polished performance.
Invariably searching for reassurance.
Elongating ever lasting soliloquies.
Permanently in the background
Like a vampire avoiding the lime light.
A shadows confidant,
Nikon's sworn mortal enemy.
Presence is always present
But never acknowledged.
Outcast within a cast.
The omnipotent director.
Intentional but inadvertently -
Altering their plots.
Presence is felt but never seen,
Enacting what has already been.
His credentials are constantly, controversially challenged.
We all have the same script,
Our narratives are predisposed.
We just act in different ways.
Regardless whether were aware.
The camera is effectual and continually present.
The show must go on
Mothers YearMothers Year.Mothers Year in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Our biggest fans and critics.
Even if we don't want to admit it.
Sometimes it may seem she's against you.
But her intentions are never meant to hurt or prevent you.
Her only aim is to love and admire.
She doesn't expect you to do everything she requires.
Her assignment is to teach you how to survive.
She will struggle just so that you are not deprived.
She will ground you and pick you up when needed.
As long as you are happy and content her job is completed.
Constructed to protect and provide.
Faithful and loyal and will always remain at your side.
She will guide and give advice.
To come to your aid she will not hesitate to think twice.
Created to nurture and criticize.
She will always care for you even when you fail to realize.
You are her sole main cause for concern.
She will devote all her time to you and ask for nothing in return.
Designed to praise and applaud.
She is willing to spend any amount on you even if she can't afford.
One day isn't enough to show your appre
Inside Out.Inside Out.Inside Out. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Do you love my insides?
You know the parts you can’t see.
The parts that constructively divide,
All the places where you can’t be.
Do you love my internals?
You know all my unexploited crevices.
All the words I leave out of my journal.
The soft tissue areas that offer no benefits.
Do you love my fleshy, raw fillings?
You know the boring and bloody parts.
The features that are not made for kissing.
The invisible strokes that add to this body of art.
You see it’s my exterior that attracts you
But it’s my interior that made this possible.
So when my insecurities inadvertently attack you,
Don’t be so swift to class me as distrusting and illogical.
I need to know and to understand.
That you truly love me for who I am.
Even the parts of me you cannot see
Because those are the places where I want you to be.
A Pure Love ExchangeA Pure Love ExchangeA Pure Love Exchange in Concrete Poetry More Like This
She leers at me with her cerulean apertures.
The faintest uncongealed tear materialized.
Biting her chromatic nails recently manicured,
Her attempted dirty look at me becomes sanitized.
The awkward moment persists,
My mouth opens but the sounds are suspended.
Her essence is impossible to resist.
This is not what she expected.
My feelings for her are undeniable.
She has chosen me as her worthy consort
But she questions whether I am reliable.
In this instance I am not swift with a retort.
Forced to reveal my fragility,
I postpone our wantonly gaze.
Cigarettes and floral scents invade the vicinity.
My mind is secured in a vacant daze.
My hand reaches for hers desperately,
Her hand wraps round my tactile index finger.
I whisper in her ear adulate words relentlessly.
A fountain descends of which I unintentionally triggered.
I embrace her entire anatomy,
My lips converge with her forehead.
She looks up at me emphatically.
She has finally been courted.
When Your Lover is a MoonI love you, aware of my exile, your exileWhen Your Lover is a Moon in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Between us; clouds, wind, lightning,
thunder, ice and fire
Glad to tear myself apart
just for your eyes,
and sew you a cover from my skin
When love is big, and the lover is a moon,
do not tremble; one bird in winter nights
The tender sky touches all the scared wings
And cares for the wonderfully pale lilies
I walk on dry leaves, everyday
I create hope from that rainbow
I talk the language of trees
And I make a country from roses
Every day, I want to ride the sea,
every time they say no sailing allowed
Everyday, I build a home for our birds,
every time the floods take it away
I love you, until the day they put me out,
with eyes as wide as your skies
Until I disappear slowly, slowly
down the purple cliff
Until I feel you become some of me,
all of me
I love you
Find me a CureSo come, tonight we incinerate this loveFind me a Cure in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Let it die in a crowd, on those hills above
Like a shameful traitor, a hidden sinner
Let's suffocate the last breath, watch a death throe
I keep slithering through the deep fog
I thrust every wall, seeking your insides
You drench me then you let me breathe
You deprive my senses, taking what I need
When you break, when you grab and crush
You bake my soul, making me as such
Loosen up your grip for I can not endure
Heal my illusion, go and seek me a cure
How can it be this bright and obscure?
Help me toss him in an endless grave
Enjoy our revenge, and pretend we were brave
In the afterlife we tell God we tried to save
The lifeless love from the dark silent cave
Our love will stay there, as an eternal groan
But with our names carved on his headstone
We will shed tears; we will wear faces and grieve
But, how to mourn a feeling you could not believe
On Pieces of SkyI cover my wounds with pieces of sky, and I feelOn Pieces of Sky in Free Verse More Like This
I walk on every stitch, they open, they bleed again
And my pain comes back from the same windows
Here on these soft thoughts I miss you once more
How can I run away when we both live here
How can I shut these eyes when you live in every tear
Where should I hide, you rise up from every corner
You stand and stare, and I hug the look in your eyes
Not ready to die yet, I don't let you take me in
As I step away, I get closer and here you are
Like I expected, you make me smaller in your palms
But I'm here, and you are under another star
Do we see the same moon, the same reflection?
Do you feel the sudden pulse, are we this close?
I reach for you, I know you feel the hands, the arms
I get on my knees , I pray for this heart, for your heart
When my tears hit the ground, my voices reache the sky
Then I stare across the room and baby, here you are
I Write You DownA letter from here, from this cloud nearI Write You Down in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Coming from all corners of my fear
When I write to make my truth disappear
Every drop of ink, kisses the precious tear
I put words behind me, born to be tragedy
Chasing me to me, they come before me
I write you down, on veins, I write you
I write your face, eyes on drops of dew
Because, dying on sunny days is, funny
Life is stuck; yet, doors are so many
I Died Remembering HimI swim to that lonely shoreI Died Remembering Him in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Where my heart lies lifeless but still sore
Fluttering his wings, facing the winds and more
And the whole world falls down on my feet
Higher, where there is only me and this deceit
I stood where I was told, on a shaky land
Blind, yet seeking God's hand
When everything lost the little songs and died
And when they denied me life I cied
The scream in my throat went down and dried
Only then I could face your open skies
I begged inside for your name to hear my cries
Would you look at me, would you let me in
I keep on knocking ,the doors are shut within
I crave for peace or more gravity
To go down with this pride and vanity
Hear me out, soul is restless, trust is broken, but
I still believe, I know you are all I got
Tell him I died remembering him but, I forgot
When Devastation TravelsLove him, never let the heart talk otherwiseWhen Devastation Travels in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Devestation travels with hands and eyes
And now the pain inside you,cannot break the ties
you wonder, I ask the times, I ask the heart
Should I stop or keep playing with such art
When you know you are the better part
You leave from where you should start
Tears falling here with our ritual romance
Who needs miracles in love, magic of dance
The hills you wanted, you have them in advance
Burn your thrown, when it cuts your sight
I'm hidden under, above, and the light is bright
The infrared light is riding danger every night
Do Not Love Me..And once again, I sip every tearDo Not Love Me.. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Once again I fight to hold you near
But why should you try
When it's the same fire, the same denial
And my leaves went dry
Keep your pace, save every try
For I have weaved my shroud
And I have cut every single road
In those days, you can never be mine
So, I have put on a sign
And the sign says, quote:
DO NOT LOVE ME
We will never be on that same boat
But, your melodious voices keep calling
And as deep as I get, yet I keep on falling
Heavy and merciless, your love rains
Stock in every thought, through all my veins
But I remember the eternal sign
Was put on my forehead on my shrine
And the sign says, quote:
DO NOT LOVE ME
And the wound will be only mine
I have lost every chance, every battle
Give up on me, for I'm just sand's castle
They gave me roses and a leading role
I have failed them all; I can't name them all
So, for every lesion not yet there
Read my sign and words I can never share
Read the sign that says, quote:
DO NOT LOVE
Always Ready to LoveMy friend, once you told meAlways Ready to Love in Free Verse More Like This
One story of one heart
Can you look around and tell me again
Tell me the story behind all your blessings
On that beautiful morning,
On that sunny day, there or here
Tell me about her smile on a rainy day
Does longing keep you awake?
When her face is far, does it hurt?
But the heart is always grateful,
For your tears and their love
And the life you see in their eyes
You know it, you see it
When the time is forgiven
When God sends you one light breeze
It comforts your heart,
And here you are, always ready to love
A Walk with HopeMany a month of solid fear,A Walk with Hope in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Hope whispered words of wisdoms in my ear.
She said to keep my head towards the stars,
To break my chains and walk through these bars.
In hers, she took my hand,
Picked me up and taught me how to stand
For myself, and all that is me.
For this, I praise her on bended knee.
We walked everywhere and nowhere,
So that she could show where
Love lingers and faith dwells,
Where mercy marches and silence swells.
The Lonely HeartLove is longed for by the lonely solitude,The Lonely Heart in Free Verse More Like This
Alone in her mind,
Alone in her life.
SHe thinks often of her loneliness,
Speaking only to herself,
FOr atleast she has that.
OUt of this sanctuary,
She can taste the love in the air,
Wishing it would wrap its arms around her.
She is too sane to ever become insane,
BUt what more can she believe in,
FOr the beliefs are surely diminishing these days.
Hope has always been attached to her though,
COntrolling her every action.
The SymphonyGalaxies danceThe Symphony in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Into a swirling romance
Of stars and moons
That God attunes.
Seated into rows,
Woodwinds, strings and bows.
Stars and planets are ready,
As God's baton is silently steady.
He moves it with a certain strength,
As clear ribbons are released of length.
Music of all souls in sound,
The secret of living has been found.
Along Came My SpringSensing all of the broken hearts aching,Along Came My Spring in Free Verse More Like This
Only one unfortunate talent these days: breaking.
Imagining them vibrant and beating, but really cracked and broken,
Yearning for just one chance to have you listen to what wasn't spoken.
Anger and sadness would no longer be my endeavor,
If your voice was to play in mind forever.
Confessing all that she's been holding inside,
Without even listening, you seemed to decide.
You acted as if a miracle never took place,
I know because of that stupid look on your face.
Maybe to you those days didn't mean anything,
But to me, it was as if I was winter and along came my spring.
Swelled up and constricted with remorse,
Maybe we should have just let this love take its course.
This Little LifeWith flecks of candle light swirling and dancing across the walls,This Little Life in Free Verse More Like This
Her soul held the pen and guided it across the paper.
Oh, what a picture this would be for you to see,
Watching her unleash and unlock all that was once holding her back.
She smiles at the silliness of her vision of a fantasy,
No longer saddened at the thought that it'll never come true.
The pages fill up; fear after fear, joy after joy is written down.,
Trying to figure out the complexities of this little thing they call life.
Maybe we are just victims of a dreamless Earth,
Raging demons just waiting in line to be tamed.
Once again, that coy smile crosses her pale face,
For she knows if we had all the answers, there would be no questions,
And with no questions, man would cease to breathe another breath.
Constantly testing the people in her life, not for the truth or her own gain,
But to see if they're human enough to be real, and not coat things over,
Painting everything over more than once with lies.
Staying young or
To AnneDear Mom,To Anne in Free Verse More Like This
Today was a day that my walls tumbled down. Walls made of years of strength, years of grief. This isn't the first time. They are always falling down, only to be rebuilt again. Sadly to say, I'm kind of used to it.
So words I never got to say to you, words to be held back, are now flowing out. And I know I can't stop myself. I was only 4 when you passed, and now over 12 years later, it seems I have to come to finally realize the full extent of what you meant to me, of what I meant to you. Dad tells me you used to bounce me on your knee, and read to me until my brown and wearisome eyes shut. He used to peek through the doorway he said, to see you gazing down at me with a love that even he couldn't imagine. In that one moment, he knew he had found someone that was even more than his soulmate.
I just wish I could have been there for those moments we laughed, moments when you loved me. I was there,
Days of SimplicityRemember we used to sing out loud?,Days of Simplicity in Free Verse More Like This
Reaching into the hearts of every soul in the crowd.
Those were the days of simplicity,
Yet there was so much to love
Back when my heart was a whole.
We couldn't seem to hang on,
You broke into my love, and
My innocence is your prisoner.
Robert Frost's yellowed wood was our lives.
Our souls were already diverged,
So we walked our seperate ways,
Because we all know it's easier to
Fantasize than to materialize.
Now we take the stars and moon for granted,
And I know it's just the right time to fly away.
Take me back to the days of simplicity.
Where The Light LiesOn a day with a yellow sun,Where The Light Lies in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Like honey, well and done
We'll gather where the light lies
Underneath the saddest of blue skies.
We'll sit beneath the willow,
Staring up at clouds, soft and billowed.
To catch this moment, we'll close our eyes
Pretending there's no such thing as goodbyes.
We see and we breathe, hand in hand.
No need to talk, for eachother, we already understand.
We sit so long, your eyes become mine.
And darling, we've even stopped time.
But I know that we must part.
And along with you, you'll take my heart.
Forever I'll remember that day with skies so blue
And that where the light lies......is in you.
Our PathI've been focusing on every single strife,Our Path in Free Verse More Like This
Not really living for the real reason of life.
No words can even begin about how I feel,
Only time will allow me to heal.
I never stopped to think of your precious view,
But I'm finally admitting it's time to start over new.
The truth, in the end always resulting in guilt,
I have destroyed all that you've built.
For one day, for one day wishing I could step into your shoes,
Dealing and coping with all of your bigger issues.
I know I won't understand anything until I'm older,
Just please help me save my heart from getting colder.
And I know you love me, but sometimes, I don't see it,
I just need to realize that the pathway to you is always lit.
I love you both more than the earth alone,
Wishing I had as much as you to loan.
Ungrateful, I know I may sometimes seam,
Not agreeing with the life for me you dream.
But one day, just know that I will finally understand,
And I'll be walking beside you, hand in hand
On our path that has brought us togeth
Grand and SweetLife is grandGrand and Sweet in Concrete Poetry More Like This
And love is sweet.
So, take my hand,
In heaven, we'll meet.
Skies and clouds,
And mother, so dear.
Angels in crowds
And bells we'll hear.
Rising to God,
With a pair of wings.
Of luster and laud
The angels will sing.
The worries of earth
Will be no more.
A day of brith
Is surely in store.
But for now
On earth I'll dream.
Of heaven I vow
To forever ream.
Only Fish Can Orbit the SunYou can scream your obsidian obsessionOnly Fish Can Orbit the Sun in Free Verse More Like This
in my ear only
and safely mock me from a distance
like God once did
before I rattled the stars
perfectly out of the sky.
I showed the world simple pearls.
Not lonely plasma rigged together,
by science and gravity.
The oceans took them home,
and our heads turned to the waves.
With no illusions of grandeur,
He was left alone, like each of us.
Compelled to stare at fish,
orbiting the sun.
Late Memories of Early MorningI remember when we would taste the morning.Late Memories of Early Morning in Free Verse More Like This
A swig of orange juice from the carton.
Toast so burnt you abandoned it and
Chose to butter me up instead.
I never figured out if the strawberries,
Were sweeter than your kiss.
Our days were sunny side up.
You rubbed my shoulders while,
We watched our world blossom.
I tried to imagine I wasn't afraid of:
Your searching, hazel eyes,
Your sneaky, protective friends,
And those lurking, autumn leaves.
We lived that summer.
We were so alive, but did not,
Make it through the thaw of spring.
Death Doesn't MindEveryone whispers.Death Doesn't Mind in Free Verse More Like This
Death doesn't mind.
Keep the casket open.
No rumors buzzing in your ears.
No third degree burns.
No reason to leave the kids at home.
Let everyone know she is in there
And she is still beautiful
And that is how she will stay.
Death doesn't mind.
Keep your head up.
Lock eyes with each mourner.
It's your duty.
Let them tear up and claim,
She was a saint
Even if the last time she saw them
they told her not to show up for Thanksgiving.
Death doesn't mind.
Now pay your respects and pay the,
Nice oily man.
After all, he is always smiling and
he is deeply sorry.
As deep as your pockets will go.
As deep as a grave is dug.
Death doesn't mind.
Don't attract attention to yourself.
Nibble on a cookie and stand
Close to the punch bowl.
Death doesn't mind.
It's Safe territory.
Keep your mouth full.
No one wants to be here.
You don't want thirteen casseroles.
All those dishes to clean and return.
Rinse and repeat.
It's unbearable to th
The Hottest 30 DaysThe traffic never bothered him until he had nowhere to go.The Hottest 30 Days in Free Verse More Like This
It took two hours to get across town and he forgot the applications.
There wasn't snow on the ground, so he pulled over
and parked in a tow away zone. He walked around
the center of that city and thought about his father standing in line
with him at the Hartford shopping mall twenty seven years earlier
in the town where he grew up.
It's Christmas time and all of the other children are
pissing themselves with anticipation.
Over the scent of plastic evergreens and candy canes,
his father still smells like motor oil and top shelf bourbon.
The closer he gets to the obese man in the red coat,
the more he shakes with fear. Tears well up in his eyes.
Right before it's his turn, his dad pulls him out of line and
they walk quietly back to the car.
His dad doesn't turn the heat on or bother looking in the rearview mirror;
"Don't make me leave w
Love Rhymes with ChlorineUnder the water our scars are blue.Love Rhymes with Chlorine in Free Verse More Like This
You can't keep your eyes closed,
As we drown our pasts together.
There is this fear I have of the truth,
Rushing into my brain and replacing,
The oxygen with iridescent faith.
When we surface I split my fingers apart.
You find a place for yours to fit and we,
Float together for awhile. Searching,
The heavens for anything more perfect.
These hot summer days are dying fast.
To escape our fate you drag me under,
Again, and whisper words and bubbles,
In my ear. I can't know where we will be,
When our skin is as dry as the leaves underfoot,
But I know we are safe for now in the,
Clutches of chlorine and enigmatic love.
Grown UpWe don't live anymore.Grown Up in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We don't see the sun.
We just sit alone now.
We are never fun.
We have jobs and bills now.
We miss our favorite shows.
We're in bed so early now.
We have hit new lows.
We are not together now.
We could not find peace.
I packed and drove far away,
To help your pain cease.
You don't call me anymore.
You won't pick up your cell.
You hung yourself last Tuesday.
You forgot to tell.
Poorly Drawn WolvesPoorly Drawn Wolves in Free Verse More Like This
Get used to that brush in your hand,
sticking you with splinters and
jabbing you with inspiration.
Splash yourself with thoughts
from a rusty ink well.
When your ideas have crumbled from drought,
soak your mind in paint you made from
sweat, pigment, love and fear.
Never regret the hours spent feeding
the fire's of creation with the
burning coals of art.
When it's done, and they laugh, praise yourself,
For we are the children of Muses.
Keep every scrap of wonder within arm's reach,
And review each mistake with a surgeon's eye.
Learn. I implore you. Learn. I praise
What greatness can come from poorly drawn wolves.
Instill yourself with passion and strive for perfection,
and give the world a chance to love what they see.
Bag of PipesI found his bag of pipes.Bag of Pipes in Free Verse More Like This
And all his dusty records.
Could have played them,
If I wanted,
But I lost the music long ago.
Kept my lungs of smoke.
Found his bag of pipes today.
And in one hand they stay.
In one hand they stay.
Leather wallets passing time.
Circa 1957, with no I.D.
This is me. This is me.
Sitting in a plastic box.
No fresh air to breathe.
Tan and worn and almost torn.
This is me. This is me.
Found my granddads stuff today.
Scattered in the attic.
Waiting where he knew I'd find it.
Left for the man I'd be.
That ain't me. Never me.
Granddad couldn't stand.
Never took me fishing.
But I found his favorite hat today,
And now I can't stop thinking.
He sat so low in that tiny chair,
Wheeling all damn day, Yet
Stood a foot taller than I
Could hope to reach one day.
I found his bag of pipes today.
And in that bag they stay.
In that bag they stay.
ContradictionWe're the dreamers and deceiversContradiction in Free Verse More Like This
the doubters and believers
the condemned and the chosen
the silent and outspoken
the free and the captive
We live through our dying
laugh though we feel like crying
lay awake as we dream
We are exactly (nothing) like we seem
portrayals of divine good and evil
freaks beyond suspicion
We are special and we are no one
the losers who have won
for we know life
while others just pretend.
AwakenedYou close your eyes and imagine a world of make believe and wonderAwakened in Free Verse More Like This
of mythical creatures and fairy tale endings and dreams that do come true
Losing yourself in this land of pure imagination
You open your eyes and find yourself with this new world still in view
Awake and aware, this is no mere illusion
Out of your dream within the dream, your life is awaiting you
hellfireHe said "Light the fires" and you did as you were toldhellfire in Free Verse More Like This
Watched the city burning down below
You heard the screams of women and men
of children, of neighbours, both enemy and friend
The sounds, the smells, the sight of that day
have been burned into your mind and won't go away
You lie awake at night tortured by what you did
You recall the cries and pleas, all so vivid
That moment in time becomes your every thought
You beg for release from these thoughts, from this war within fought
In the name of country, for god and for men
you followed your orders, carried through with your sin
Declaration...The previous nightDeclaration... in Free Verse More Like This
I bid farewell to my past life
Not then realizing
Our love would soon die
That your declaration of love
had been penned with a knife
Inhibitionsbreak on throughInhibitions in Free Verse More Like This
tear down the wall
the time has come
for us to lose all
Life IneffectiveHave I made a differenceLife Ineffective in Free Verse More Like This
Have I sparked a change
Have I started a revolution
Have I affected anyone in any way
I have not the answers
I know not the ways
to make myself remembered
once I've gone away
This is what I've amounted to
by holding myself at bay
my life has been a waiting game
maybe it will begin this day
Losing Track Of MindI think I'm going crazyLosing Track Of Mind in Free Verse More Like This
going out of my head
losing track of what I've done
and all the things I've said
Memories blur with my dreams
and my dreams fade into nothing
A Friend Like MeSome best friend I amA Friend Like Me in Free Verse More Like This
brightening your days
Some best friend I am
never too busy to help
Some best friend I am
caring more than I should
And what a friend I am
that you ignore me when we talk
And what a friend I am
that you avoid me so we don't
Some best friend I am to you
I'm surprised you remember my name
A Best Friend you claim to be
when it's a last resort for you to come see me
What a Friend I could never be
is one you want and need
What Friendship we have
with bonds untied and never formed
What a Sad Excuse For A Friend I Must Be
when you won't acknowledge me at all
A shadow of a friend I have come to be
when will this friendship even begin?
namelessWhat's in a name?nameless in Free Verse More Like This
not a soul or a heart
Just a stranger in the dark
but this one's not the same
Not wanting riches and fame
A heart so pure and bright it lights a spark
which develops into a love which can't be torn apart
A love that not even death can take away
Not one to be led astray
The way she does everything is like a fine art
A perfect creation that could never scar
She always knows just what to say
But what's in a name
when that name lights a fire in my heart
taking control of me from the very start
It's more than just letters written in a plane
Words can't do justice
no name placed on this love
EnglandxReader: The Day I Met YouYou smiled happily as the café you loved to visit every day after work entered your view. Your grip on your messenger bag tightened as you walked in the door. The whole place seemed nostalgic. In truth, it was about the size of a low economy one bedroom apartment, but it had a sort of 'grandparent' feeling. Everyone seemed to know each other and treated others like family.EnglandxReader: The Day I Met You in Romance More Like This
You sat in one of the bar stools near the cash register and smiled at the brunette waitress. She grinned back and walked up to you with a small notepad.
"Welcome back, _______. What would you like today?" You pondered for a moment what you'd like to get and tapped your forehead happily when you came up with an answer.
"I'd like a slice of pumpkin pie and hot chocolate, please." She smiled and nodded at your request. You took out a sketch pad from your bag along with a pencil and glanced around the shop. A passion of yours was drawing and you loved to draw new things every chance you got.
Your eye caught sight of
Hetalia x Reader - I Have a What?You stared off dreamily at the night sky through the open window and sighed, wishing that something interesting would happen before the school started. It was two weeks before you would have to go back, and you were bored as heck. Currently, you were sitting in your house's dining room, alone. The sound of the footsteps woke you from your trance and you noticed your mother standing by the now closed door, staring at the ground.Hetalia x Reader - I Have a What? in Romance More Like This
"__________....there's something I have to tell you "
You turned around to face your mother as she spoke, a questioning look on your face.
"What happened, Mama?" Your mother looked up at you with a gentle smile, as if she was preparing for you to throw a hissy fit.
"Well, I have good news and bad news, dear." You tried to think of things that could happen. You were doing fine in school, so that couldn't be it. A family member might have died or got sick, maybe. However, you honestly doubted that was it.
"There's someone that I have to introduce to yo
FrancexReader: Tears of JoyYou were sitting alone in your car, holding your head. Your choked sobs echoing around you. It was a Friday night, and you had to pull over in an abandoned parking lot because your eyes were too blurry due to the tears.FrancexReader: Tears of Joy in Romance More Like This
An hour ago, you had walked in on your boyfriend of over a year making love to a complete stranger. They were in your shared bedroom. He looked at you and, seeing your pained face, tried to chase after you as your ran away. You grabbed most of the stuff you could and threw your key in his face. He yelled apologies at you, but there was no way you were going to forgive him.
So now you were alone, crying your heart out. You felt your phone vibrate in your pocket and shakily pulled it out to see who would be calling you.
There was that one name that always made you smile.
You had known him since your high school years, and he had to be one of the most amazing people you had ever met in your life. You knew he had a rough history in love, but he was hones
AmericaxReader: TutorThere he was, the so called 'idiot' who was amazingly popular. You sneered at the thought and remained focused on your textbook. Even though it was lunch you needed to spend every moment possible studying for the History test you had next period. You sighed when the blonde and his group laughed loudly.AmericaxReader: Tutor in Romance More Like This
The idiot blonde you were annoyed by was none other than the self-proclaimed 'hero' Alfred F. Jones. He was the school's perfect boy. Everyone loved him. That is, everyone except you. You were annoyed how he acted like an innocent idiot when in reality he was one of the smarter people in the school. You saw right past his act and definitely didn't like it. Since you were on the student council you were allowed to look up information on him, such as his current and past grades.
"Are you alright, love?" You snapped out of your thoughts and glanced at Arthur, who was sitting beside you. You blushed momentarily and shook your head.
"With all that staring people might start to think you like
SpainxReader: Quiero un BesoYou clutched your stack of books close to your body and tried to maneuver around the large crowd of people to get to your locker. Much to your dismay, a couple was making out in front of your locker. Great. Not only might you be late to class now, but you had to deal with making them move. Awkwardly moving your way over to your locker, you tried to see if they would simply move if they noticed you standing there. Unfortunately, they didn't.SpainxReader: Quiero un Beso in Romance More Like This
"E-Excuse me you're blocking my w-"The boy glared at you, making you cower back.
"I-I guess I'll just carry my books, then " Coughing, you started to walk to your next class, almost struggling to hold them.
"Amigos! Might you move out of the way so the senorita can put her books away, por favor?"
A familiar voice called out from behind you. You turned to see Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, star of the soccer team, standing in front of the couple. They moved almost immediately, sputtering out apologies. For a moment you stood there, shocked.
AmericaxReader: Only You -Envy-"________, can I come over?" You blinked at Alfred's words over the phone but smiled at the thought of seeing your best friend.AmericaxReader: Only You -Envy- in Romance More Like This
"Sure!" Happiness flooded through your body and you found yourself contemplating on what to make for dinner. You knew that you would need a lot of it since Alfred was the one visiting. You happily marched over to the kitchen and started to prepare fried chicken. You knew that it was one of Alfred's favorites and you could make it pretty darn well.
"Is it alright if I bring my girl?" Your heart felt like a million needles pricked as he uttered those words. His girlfriend absolutely hated you and sneered mean comments to you whenever Alfred turned his back. You absolutely despised her but didn't want to hurt Alfred. You were still sane for his sake.
"Uh sure, Al." He gave you an excited goodbye before hanging up. You were happy that he wasn't in front of you. In all honesty you were getting sick of having to force a smile whenever he mentioned her. You coul