The young painterI know a young painterThe young painter in Free Verse More Like This
She spends hours in her room
Painting when the world is asleep
It seems a pretty story
But wait for the twist
Cause her paintbrush is a razor
And her canvas is her wrist
We all have our ways to cope, right?It's not like I don't knowWe all have our ways to cope, right? in Free Verse More Like This
That alcohol is bad for me
Trust me I do know
That the half smoked cigarette
Forever placed in my pale hand
Isn't gonna save me
And I am aware of the fact
The razor's sharp kiss
Isn't gonna ignite my torn up soul
But it's just that...
Vine never judged me for healing wrong
I mean we all have our ways to cope, right?
And mine is to destroy myself every night
One last timeHello there old friendOne last time in Free Verse More Like This
Do you miss me yet?
I know it feels it's been forever
But isn't that just the addiction talking?
I know that you depend on me
Though you won't admit it
Oh who I am?
I think you know darling
I am the deadly thing
Living in the space between your lips
The gun you put in your mouth
Without having to pull the trigger
But darling just remember
What doesn't kill you
Is likely to try again
So baby have you asked yourself
Why do you put pure poison between your pretty lips?
I know you love the lethal taste
The feeling of rotten self-destruction
Suicide in slow-motion, right?
Yeah smoking sure is bad
But love if you think about it
Isn't the reason why you smoke worse?
- Sincerely The "Last" Cigarette
You swallowed the sunWhen I met youYou swallowed the sun in Free Verse More Like This
Your eyes glowed
As if you'd swallowed the sun
But I guess it died inside you
Cause now your eyes are all dim
Your voice is dead and low
A mask covers your face
And I think your head must be
A very dark place
BattlesI'm fighting to breatheBattles in Free Verse More Like This
With water filled lungs
Every heart beat is a battle
And my wrists are soaked in blood
Every living second is a war
And I'm not sure I'm winning anymore
Glass wallsI live behind glass wallsGlass walls in Free Verse More Like This
That no one can see
They all pass me by
Yet no one sets me free
I live behind glass walls
Built inside my skin
No one can see them
And no one gets in
Trying to killYou try to starve them out of your bonesTrying to kill in Free Verse More Like This
To throw them up
Or smoke them to death
To poison them
Cut and bleed them out
Numb them with pills
And eat them alive
But they never really die..
OceanIs coldOcean in Free Verse More Like This
And six feet deep
Crushing my lungs
And my heart beat
But most of all my mind
And I've forgotten how to swim
As my legs and faith are giving in
And they tell me
The ocean is all my head
But I'm still drowning
Even when I'm lying in bed
Take these broken wings and learn how to flyI know how much it hurtsTake these broken wings and learn how to fly in Free Verse More Like This
I know how this kind of pain kills
And how no one understands
That sadness is a powerful drug
And that you're addicted to it
That you don't want to get better
That this pain has become a part of who you are
And you're afraid that if you take of your mask
There'll be nothing left
That you'll be no one
But I also know
That I love you way too much to let you go
And that I need here by my side
If we're ever going to make it through this alive
For you I would clip all the dirty feathers of my broken wings
And paint them white with stardust and Christmas snow
So you could have the angel wings you deserve
And so you would know how much you can really glow
So don't you die
Darling take these broken wings
And learn how to fly
To My DarlingI wrote this poem just for you,To My Darling in Free Verse More Like This
to tell you how much you mean,
I think I'll start by telling you,
the stories of which I dream.
I dream of a person I learn to trust,
and hope to understand,
I dream of a boy that loves me for me,
and is willing to take my hand.
This person will play songs for me,
and show me how great we are,
They'll prove to me guys aren't all the same,
and they'll take good care of my heart.
This boy will apologize everytime we fight,
and know I try really hard,
to keep him happy and loving me,
like he has from the very start.
This boy will fight for me,
because he knows I'm insecure,
he'll hold me close and kiss my forehead,
and tell me the stories of her.
The girl that's his world,
the girl that he loves,
the girl that he swears,
came from heaven above.
He'll tell me this girl,
is the best that he's seen,
and he'll tell me this girl,
is actually me.
I'll hold his hands,
then I'll hug him real tight,
I'll clear tears from my eyes,
and see you in my sights.
I love you
The Little Love PoemI must be extremely lucky,The Little Love Poem in Free Verse More Like This
and let me tell you why,
I've found someone that loves me,
and every flaw of mine.
To wake up to their smile,
it really makes my day,
to fall asleep in their arms,
could wipe any tears away.
All the memories that we share,
is something I'll never forget,
I've loved them for a while now,
and they still surprise me yet.
It's a simple statement,
I never thought I'd love them more,
then I did yesturday,
or even the day before.
I'll never forget those eyes,
I get lost in that gaze,
I could be lost in it forever,
and not have it any other way.
With every I love you,
and every little goodbye,
it leaves me wanting more,
the more and more we thrive.
This person has my love,
I hope we say I do,
I hope you've come to realize,
this person's name is you.
Dont Turn Around.I just thought I'd let you know,Dont Turn Around. in Free Verse More Like This
I hate the day you said hello,
I thought you were one of a kind,
original, with no disguise,
Little did I know, that I would meet the real you,
That one day I said the wrong thing,
I thought you were a lover, not a fighter,
But I didn't know what grief you'd bring.
You turned on me, and stabbed my back,
not something expected,
not something you regretted,
Instead you just picked up the axe,
lift it up high, make sure I don't see,
what you really wanted to inflict on me.
I don't think I understand,
I don't believe I did you wrong,
Its a good thing I'm not weak,
I couldn't have left if I wasn't strong.
Its hard to think sometimes,
knowing you run through my head,
but I'm not afraid of you anymore,
you're no monster under my bed.
I wish you would have never looked my way,
It sucks to know you did,
If I had the chance to escape,
I would have ran and hid.
I don't need the pain you brought,
fake love is never wanted,
I hate to look back now,
I feel like I'm b
Follow The LeaderTake a breath,Follow The Leader in Free Verse More Like This
it's your first day,
you wish the sun would shine,
but the sky is full of grey.
It doesn't matter though,
you have your bestfriend,
to share your biggest fears,
and never ever pretend.
You're scared, they know,
they feel just like you do,
everything will be different now,
but you'll have eachother to go to.
It's a new atmosphere,
with new expectations,
what keeps you who you are,
is not giving into temptations.
They caught your friend however,
the fakes, the whores, the sluts,
they changed her inside out,
and left you in a rut.
Now who will you go to?
poor little girl,
they change the best of people,
what a crazy world.
I wish I could say I'm surprised,
but honestly I'm not,
it happened to my bestfriend,
and now her dreams are shot.
She had plans in life,
that didn't include drugs and sex,
at the age of a minor,
it made her life a mess.
I'll always miss who she was,
but some change more than others,
some are just too blinded,
and some are just too clever.
Never fear litt
Your Anthem Will Forever Be SungIn a world so unforgiving,Your Anthem Will Forever Be Sung in Free Verse More Like This
everyone will grow cold,
its the memories will keep us,
in a loving hold.
Such a fragile body,
so beaten and worn,
from an uplifting character,
to a new sorrow born.
It is time to rise,
to a place underestimated,
never forget the value of life,
because its always short lived.
Climbing up the steps,
to a place better than we know,
as the person climbs, we all decide,
that the sorrow will continue to grow.
When you take your final breath,
it is the anthem your soul absorbs,
you reach the top of the staircase,
and you finally open the door.
In our minds we'll never know,
what the value of life really means,
even in the most creative of places,
it will never enter our dreams.
Your anthem will never be forgotten,
its a beautiful song that was sung,
earth just lost your soul,
and God has finally won.
The Invention Of DramaOnce upon a time,The Invention Of Drama in Free Verse More Like This
there lived a girl,
with so much joy,
to offer the world.
Her voice like an angels,
with a simple song to sing,
that sung some new opinions,
that only she would bring.
Children looked up to her,
Elders loved her presence,
but she would only be loved,
in her young adolescence.
For this girl grew up,
not sweet, but sour,
her parents were disgusted,
and hid her in a tower.
Her hair would never grow,
to a length long enough,
to let a prince climb up,
for it was just too tough.
There were no steps,
to climb up to the top,
there was only her bed,
some clothes, and a mop.
Her mother said,
"You'll come out when its clean"
but she said to Mommy,
"I hate you, you're mean."
What a teenager,
mouthing off to a simple chore,
and because of her mouth,
her mother locked the door.
It's not just any lock,
It's protected with magic,
so the girl let it be.
"I must do something,"
the girl thought to herself,
"Oo I'll call my friend,
the magic little elf.
you must come I
Is It Too Much To Ask?Is it too much to ask to have a friend?Is It Too Much To Ask? in Free Verse More Like This
someone carefree and reckless
who actually understands.
Is it too much to ask to stay strong?
Even in a place that you don't fit in,
to still find a place where you belong.
Is it too much to ask to be free?
to dream in the clouds,
even when you're not asleep.
Is it too much to ask to follow your heart?
to not listen to what others believe,
and know whats right from the start.
Is it too much to ask why people lie?
If honesty is the best policy,
Why even try?
Is it too much to ask to fall in love?
To know one to be the best,
and to never give up <3
Im Sorry Im A HypocriteI know that I tell you one thing,Im Sorry Im A Hypocrite in Free Verse More Like This
and then I do another,
its because you have found love,
and that's what I was yet to discover,
I don't mean to lose your trust,
or come off as unkind,
I'm just scared to lose you,
you're my golden find.
The way you laugh,
and the way you cry,
makes me want to smile,
and believe your little lies.
The lies that you're just fine,
you say its just a bad day,
its more than that I know,
I know you're not okay.
I wish you could know this,
this piece of information,
I'm not sure if I lie to myself,
or the whole entire nation.
But what I tell you comes from my heart,
and that will always be,
its different than what I tell myself,
but they're words you'll never see.
So listen to my words,
they'll take away the pain,
even though when you're gone,
I become insane.
I'll tell jokes to make you laugh,
and leave you full of joy,
but when I look in the mirror,
I see a broken toy.
I will share random stories,
to warm a heart so cold,
yet I'll cry myself to sleep,
BeautyHow do you use your words to describe beauty?Beauty in Free Verse More Like This
Beauty is something you feel,
it cannot be defined.
The feeling could be temporary,
or a state of mind.
As you look in the mirror,
what do you see?
Do you see a monster,
or a thing of beauty?
I'll tell you what I see,
I see a black haired girl,
with hazel eyes.
I don't see someone of beauty,
because I don't know what to look for,
I'm just a person,
Lets take a walk on the outskirts of town,
I'll show you what I think is beautiful.
I'll show you the golden sunset,
the flowers in bloom,
I'll show you pictures in the stars,
and the glowing moon.
Let us hold hands and walk down the path of creativity,
I'll show you what most don't see.
Hold the dandelions,
but smell the roses,
splash in the puddles,
and think of the ocean.
Hear the sound of the wind,
and think of your favorite stories.
And when you look at me,
see our favorite memories.
Our memories at the old abandoned house,
That's dusty and cold, but no one will tear it down,
Goodbye My PastStand next to me,Goodbye My Past in Free Verse More Like This
I need you to be here,
we're both upset,
so let's share our endless tears.
walk next to me,
I need to hear your voice,
we both have big decisions,
so let's make sure we pick the right choice.
I need to see your smile,
we're both solitary,
so lets be alone together,
I'm tired of living in misery.
It's time to change our lives,
my love, it's time to escape,
escape everyones expectations,
live our desired fate.
I want to go a night without worry,
dance to a song that lives in us,
spin in circles in an ungroomed field,
remember what it means to trust.
I've been dying to find you,
someone that understands,
what it's like to feel so bruised.
We're both in pain,
so let's hurt together,
I feel the pain you feel,
so my trust is one to treasure.
I can't take anymore pain,
and we're just like each other,
both hating what the past has done to us,
and never finding a true lover.
come be here with me
I need to see those eyes,
I love you dear,
and it really shouldn't be a
BalanceI'm sorry but there is no balance here,Balance in Free Verse More Like This
No perfect key,
To put everyone into harmony.
MadnessEvil,Madness in Free Verse More Like This
A mad light,
Dances in dull eyes,
Wrapped in glee,
Dead is he.
Let the insanity consume,
Let the madness free,
Hide no longer,
Let all see,
The madness inside.
A shadow cast long,
Darkness mutters gleefully,
Finally set free.
A mind already broken,
Bursts and spews,
Who dares face the blight?
Shudder and shake,
From madness’s true face,
Handsome is he,
One who lets death roam free.
HopeHope.Hope in Philosophical More Like This
A simple word, with a simple meaning. Officially, it’s an attitude of optimism. A mindset that is often considered naïve- believing the best outcome will happen, no matter the odds.
We live on it. Thrive on it. Even villains and those considered ‘evil’ or ‘bad’ have hope. The hope to pull off a robbery without being caught. The hope that a shady business deal will go down without a problem. It’s all hope.
The darkest of our society use it and probably never realize it. Without hope, humanity would wither. We simply cannot exist without hope. The hope that today will not be the day a random and tragic accident takes our life. Every day carries the chance of death or tragedy- but we hope that it won’t happen. If we didn’t hope, if we didn’t get out of bed and face the day, our system would crumble.
How would we accomplish anything without hope? The hope that a much worked for promotion will happen. The hope that you c
Heart of StoneA heart made of stone,Heart of Stone in Free Verse More Like This
Is better than no heart at all.
Angel of NothingShe stands alone,Angel of Nothing in Free Verse More Like This
Fair of face,
Piled in grace,
Golden locks fall to her waist,
Serene smile in place,
Eyes of blue, empty true,
She’s an Angel you know,
Not like us, no.
She has no wings,
No halo to glow,
But her beauty is otherworldly you know,
She’s hollow inside,
She knows she’s nothing but a lie,
Porcelain body with ashes within,
She’s the Angel of the Nothing,
And all she can do is smile.
DeathDeath is the end of a life,Death in Free Verse More Like This
An end of a story,
But not the end of existence.
Love and Hate: FamilyLove can be knife,Love and Hate: Family in Free Verse More Like This
That rips through your heart.
When you think it’s all okay,
It leaves you in the dark.
Growing up means letting go,
Leaving old friends behind,
And trying to fix the holes.
Seeing old friends opens the holes again,
Leaving a painful reminder,
Of what you no longer have.
I loved someone once,
And still do,
But I hate her too, that’s true.
She hurt me,
She hurt my family,
She left a mark,
And left my life.
I saw her the other day,
Engaged, you see.
Days gone by,
Years and summers,
Pain and laughter.
We stood together, just ten feet apart,
Neither saying a word.
We acted like strangers,
We are anything but.
‘F**k it’, I said,
What is the point of ignoring her?
She was real.
Our past happened.
I couldn’t ignore it or her.
We had a conversation,
Awkward and stilted,
Our voices cool,
Our faces set,
It was like facing an enemy.
The past is there it’s true,
But our present and future are no longer connected,
Soldier BoyOne day he came home,Soldier Boy in Free Verse More Like This
A man given freedom.
He looked in the mirror,
And liked what he saw...
The days wore on,
And he lived his life.
Morning PT was a distant memory,
So too were the shouts of a Sergeant.
Training came thrice at first,
Then twice, then once,
The days wore on...
And life became harder,
Sacrifices were made.
He looked in the mirror one day,
And didn't like what he saw.
Not the pot-bellied man working for a few scraps.
Nor the slovenly fellow who'd forgotten how to clean his kit.
He earned his freedom, but he had lost what he respected...
And the days wore on...
And so he went out running, one fateful day,
His lungs burning with every breath.
Yet despite the pain inside his chest,
He resolved the soldier, would return to his best.
"You've been gone a long time Corporal Chen, what say we go once more around
-Word of Chen, One-shot, 24 February
-In the endless tranquil forest,- in Free Verse More Like This
Hidden by the shadows beneath the leaves,
I smile; at peace with the world,
As your corpse smiles back at me...
Stripping MeYou may take what you want from me,Stripping Me in Free Verse More Like This
Be it my pride or dignity.
You may throw insults at me,
And burn the shredded pieces of my sanity.
You may belittle me, as much as you want,
If only to make your meager life worth living.
But even if you do all that...
No one will protect you when I pull you into the dark.
No one will try to search for you, as my leather ropes tie you down.
No one will hear your screams as metallic screws drive into your face,
Etching an eternal smile, since you'll never leave this place...
"Now then, my dear sweet James, shall we play our favourite game?"
The Assumption PoemThe Assumption Poem:The Assumption Poem in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
There once was a pirate whose name was Big Brock
He was a young lad with a really big-
Gun and he tried to hold up this young lass!
He bent her right over and swiped her sweet-
Chain that she kept in her pocket out front
He took it and ran while he called her a-
Fool for keeping something nice on her dress
He ran to a bar and squeezed one young maid's-
Hand when he asked her to go out on a date
Before the big night he would go master-
Swordsmanship skills and a punch that was slick
Maybe later she would go suck on his-
Plant that was filled with some rum by the door
He smiled when she arrived for she looked like a-
Pretty young lass who was ready for love
If you thought this was dirty you can go **** yourself!
"The last word was 'love' :3"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 14th April 2012
TruthWe are often eager to surrender,Truth in Free Verse More Like This
Because the burden of choice is harsh.
We would rather blame others for our failings,
Instead of seeking an answer within our mistakes.
I am as guilty as anyone else when it comes to this.
How many days have I spent screaming at the darkness;
Spitting bitter words that blistered my own lips...
Even as my eyes grew clouded, shrouded by hate.
I railed against iron walls about a solitude I had created.
Anger became my mask for an open plea:
Because I simply wanted someone to acknowledge me...
WiredDo you truly believe that you are made of flesh?Wired in Free Verse More Like This
Do you believe that it is blood running through your veins?
Or is it merely the feeling of circuitry,
Pulsating beneath a synthetic exterior.
Think about it logically,
If indeed you can.
You are in constant need of a connection.
One that makes you feel like a part of the whole.
But if you were to be cut-off from it.
What would happen then?
I am eager find out.
It Was Never You...It really wasn't...It Was Never You... in Free Verse More Like This
And I know that I can twist this truth as much as I want...
Whenever I'm sober, when I know I can put up that fake plastic smile;
Just a few formal words that burn like acid from a liar's lips!
"Differences in personality, a divergence in ideals..."
Please, fucking, SPARE ME!
Because when I look in this mirror, I know.
When I see myself looking back at me, I know.
Right here, right in front of my own blackened self;
Those eyes that both reflect and stare into my dingy soul.
I was the problem.
I was the instigator.
I was the perpetrator.
And when I had broken every last bit of her,
I was the one, who let it all fall to pieces.
So please, you don't have to feel sorry for me,
I am a bastard and I've got a very special place in hell waiting for me...
- Word of Chen, Darkest Hour, 16th February 2015
YouYouYou in Free Verse More Like This
At peace within this tranquil garden,
I picture the moments where I've made you smile.
Those times are endlessly precious to me,
I think they're worth the while.
They're worth the time I've spent with you,
Even if it wasn't long.
I only wish I'd spent a little more,
Before our love was gone.
You Will PayI can taste the fear upon you:You Will Pay in Free Verse More Like This
The cold sweat in your palms,
The eyes that dart at shadows,
And the lips that are forced into a tightened smile.
You wait beneath the blankets,
Shivering each night as the anxiety rises.
You gasp at the slightest sounds and quiver...
For you are afraid of the curse that comes.
In your mind you see what you have done to me.
You watched as you ripped my tongue
And stole the very voice from my soul!
But even if I am without a body,
Even if I can no longer hold a knife to your throat.
Fear alone is enough for me to silence you,
And I will NEVER allow you to be heard!
I Tear My Skin AwayI Tear My Skin AwayI Tear My Skin Away in Free Verse More Like This
I tear this skin from my body,
Even if the world screams,
That I am only an illusion.
I tear the bones from my legs,
Through pain, I will grow,
Through suffering, I will become.
I rip the muscles from my arms,
These teeth from my jaws...
And with nothing upon me,
I carry on...
Like a broken puppet, still shivering,
Still forcing its way through the darkness;
I tremble for I am nothing...
And yet, I am moving. My voice still screams...
I draw breath into these tired lungs,
As I rip the flesh away...
And I shatter these mirrors before me,
With a voice that will not break:
Because the world cannot label me as nothing,
And I will live for my own sake!
"So tell me, is that all the pain you've got for me?"
Colors of DeathPurple rain falls from the sky,Colors of Death in Free Verse More Like This
Green haze covers the ground,
Black patches swim in our waters,
Toxicity surrounds us,
Purple rain eats at our minds,
Green haze clouds our thoughts,
Black patches dance in our heads,
Poison concumes us,
Purple rain falls from sharp fangs,
Green haze explodes in the air,
Black patches herald our deaths,
Venom claims us,
Purple rain falls from the sky,
Green haze covers the ground,
Black patches swim in our water,
We make our own death.
TurnedRivers of blood trail from her mouth,Turned in Free Verse More Like This
Scarlet fangs hidden in a smile,
Beautiful, golden eyes staring into mine,
Soothing me, Caressing me.
Sharp pain shooting through me,
my body burning in invisible flames,
I drift into a cold blackness,
Soothing me, Caressing me.
Waking to those beautiful, gold eyes,
More beautiful than ever before,
Seeing understanding within,
Soothing me, Caressing me.
Together we chase our prey,
Running in moonlit fields,
Chasing our life hand in hand,
Soothing me, Caressing me.
Drinking the warm, sweet nectar,
Dancing with pure pleasure,
Loving my soul mate who turned me,
Soothing me, Caressing me.
Small children with sharp little fangs,
Shrills of laughter ringing in the night,
Our blood running through their veins,
Soothing us, Caressing us.
StoriesWaking,Stories in Free Verse More Like This
The story of each day.
The story of our lives.
The story of this world.
The story of death.
Two HeartsTwo hearts beating as one,Two Hearts in Free Verse More Like This
Two souls joined together,
Completely in love.
Two people giving everything,
Two lives bound together,
Giving all to the other.
Two lovers living happily,
Two sparks are one flame,
Neither can live without the other.
Walk or RunThe cool night breeze flows around me,Walk or Run in Free Verse More Like This
Moonlight clearing the dark paths,
The forest spirit calling out to me,
I change and become whole.
My midnight journey is a two-edged blade,
both a blessing and a curse,
A bloody death feeds my life,
One can live if another dies.
I stalk my prey through deep, black woods,
The wind carries his scent to me,
His fears calls out to my hunter's senses,
I will taste his blood by the silver moons light.
I find him in a forest clearing,
He has accepted the fate that has come to him,
I lunge and feel blood wash my throat,
My mission is now complete.
I leave him lying there barely alive,
If he survives he will bear my curse,
We could run through the woods together,
I would have a friend.
This curse is one that never ends,
Death will never claim my life,
I will forever run as a wolf,
'Til day when i walk as a man.
A willing SacrificeI smell her sweet aroma nearby,A willing Sacrifice in Free Verse More Like This
Feel her hunger growing stronger,
Knowing she can't hold back anymore,
I offer my neck, my blood to her.
Smiling she pulls me close to her,
Kisses me softly as thanks for my pain,
Fangs sinking into my neck,
Blood pours into her thirsty mouth.
Blackness swallows me whole,
Pain courses through my body,
I awaken to her worried face,
She fears she may have drank too much.
I reassure her that i am fine,
I have willingly offered her my very essence,
She knows our love is forbidden,
But we cannot live without each other.
She is a vampire, hunter of the night,
I am a human, walker of the day,
My blood allows her to live,
Her love allows me to survive.
Dance Of DeathBlood dripping from drawn swords,Dance Of Death in Free Verse More Like This
Armor painted dark red,
Neither side willing to submit,
Pride will kill them both.
An endless dance of macabre death,
Submerged in hatred's chilling flames,
Blood boiling in exhausted bodies,
Anger will be their downfall.
Night is coming on their weary dance,
The participants strained to their breaking points,
barely able to stay on their feet,
Death will claim both tonight.
Two intertwined fates severed at once,
Rushing into the afterlife together,
Opening death's gate side by side,
Enemies in death now friends in life.
Living in the NowLaughing at death,Living in the Now in Free Verse More Like This
Not caring who sees,
I am alive,
I am free,
Living in the moment,
Deleting the past,
Looking towards the future,
Time sides by me,
Loving like no other,
Leaving hate for the lessers,
Waiting for no man,
Living in the now.
Two LivesRacing through the dark,Two Lives in Free Verse More Like This
Trees a blur in the moonlight,
The ground flying by at full speed,
Hearts beating somewhere ahead,
fluttering with sheer terror,
Death is upon them,
The full moon has come.
The silver moon sinking low,
Signalling the time to leave the wild,
Civilization beckons to me,
Calling me away from the beast,
The urge to feed fading,
Slowly the change begins,
The sun has risen.
Walking with two legs instead of four,
Blending in with the rest,
All oblivious to my other side,
Nobody is allowed to know,
I am doomed if they discover me,
Condemned to die if my secret is known,
Forced to live two lives.
Death Without BailScars to hide, wounds concealed,Death Without Bail in Free Verse More Like This
A darkness blanketing life,
Shadowing over me,
No light shines,
The only thing that is equal,
Fairness at last,
We are all the same in its eyes,
Randomly claiming us one by one,
Powerless to fight it,
Useless to resist,
It comes for us all,
You cannot hide, cannot run,
Everyone is found, is caught,
Merciless to everything,
It chooses the time of your stay,
Determines how long you are given,
Cannot be bribed, cannot be tempted,
Resolve of steel, unbreakable,
Always the victor, never losing,
We are all judged, all guilty,
The sentence is always the same,
Death without bail.
OniriqueMa main touche l'eauOnirique in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Le reflet de la lune
Dévoile ma peau
Sur sa tombe/On her graveMon dernier baiser fut pour elle!Sur sa tombe/On her grave in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
She got my one last kiss!
Perdue dans mes penseesSilencieusement,Perdue dans mes pensees in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
L'herbe me regarde grandir.
FamilleJe ne grandis plus.Famille in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Les parents vieillissent
Ma pensée mûrit
EchiquierReine ou pion?Echiquier in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Tous terminent dans une boite
Le but de ce jeu.
Les meilleurs ennemisVas-t- en! Je te haisLes meilleurs ennemis in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Ami qui pince le coeur
Autant que l'amour
Marque-pageLisant un livreMarque-page in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Je fus interrompue par toi
Un morceau de soie
Etre toute choseOù est la Terre?Etre toute chose in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Elle se retrouve à peine
Dans un désordre
COMPTINE DE LA LUNESur l'air de « Au clair de la lune »COMPTINE DE LA LUNE in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Au clair de la lune
L'argent brille en l'eau
Triste, la lagune
Reflète un halo
Et de blonds cheveux
Noire et pâle escorte
D'une âme sans vux.
Sa face livide
Songe à d'autres cieux
Ses yeux clairs dévident
Leurs derniers adieux
Lui, seul, misérable
Pleure son amour
Son ange adorable
Morte au point du jour.
"Éclair de la lune
Porte-moi au loin
Du lit de Neptune
Je n'ai pas besoin
D'un blanc coquillage
Mais de sang d'Azur
Pour mon maquillage
Un peu d'argent pur."
Le clair de la lune
A ouvert sa porte
De rêve et de rune
À la jeune morte.
iaido XXVArticuler le sable et l'invisible // articulating sand and the imperceptibleiaido XXV in Free Verse More Like This
THE BLACK HOLE - LE TROU NOIR(French version below)THE BLACK HOLE - LE TROU NOIR in Free Verse More Like This
I have lost what I had not.
J'ai perdu ce que je n'avais pas.
Frantz, mars - march 2012.
Assaisonner les abysses / Seasoned in the abyssIl vogue au sudAssaisonner les abysses / Seasoned in the abyss in Free Verse More Like This
cascadé de chaos rampant
- spirit in black
Cascaded by crawling chaos
he sails south - spirit
Frantz, mai 2013.
L'OMBRE VI - SHADOW VI(english translation below)L'OMBRE VI - SHADOW VI in Free Verse More Like This
Mon amante dans la mer
Frantz, novembre 2011.
Crowned with foam
My mistress in the sea
Consumed by stars
Frantz, november 2011.
Poem of the day 145 / Poeme du jour 145Une pluie d’hiverPoem of the day 145 / Poeme du jour 145 in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
sur les dunes
A winter rain
on the scalped
Frantz, mai / may 2013
Poeme du jour 39 / Daily poem 39Grêle - pépite d'étherPoeme du jour 39 / Daily poem 39 in Free Verse More Like This
Hail - ethereal fragment
Frantz, février / february 2013.
Autophage / AutophagousUn papillon mortAutophage / Autophagous in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
dévoré par les chenilles
devoured by caterpillars
Frantz, mai / may 2013
Roses are redRoses are red,Roses are red in Free Verse More Like This
Violets are blue.
I love him,
But he loves you.
Yeah you could say I'm forever alone
You may not believeYou may not believe in whats right, but I do. And I know I'm right, therefor I believe in myself.You may not believe in Free Verse More Like This
Being forever aloneBeing forever alone and chosing to be forever alone are two totally different things.You don't chose to be forever alone, you become that way when the one you love the most loves someone else, and you never move on.Being forever alone in Free Verse More Like This
Good luckI believed we were going to last forever. I seemed to be wrong.Good luck in Free Verse More Like This
The girls who would flirt with you when I was around, yeah have fun with them and not me.
Good luck with getting her not to cheat on you too.
After all, I don't believe people diserve another chance.
So good luck and good bye, may our paths cross again when you are ready to admitt i was right, and you were wrong.
I won't give upYou and me? Yeah I once thought it would be this way forever.I won't give up in Free Verse More Like This
However you didn't think that while we were together.
I always dreamed of our future together, with 2-3 kids, and a beautiful big house filled with dog and kids running around and playing.
I won't give up on that dream, I will still hope that it will happen.
" I won't give up, on, us. Even if the skies get rough. I'm giving you all, my, love. I'm still looking up."
WhyWhy is it that you are only this way around me?Why in Free Verse More Like This
You seem only nice to my face, but a jerk behind my back. Explain to me, why?
Are you just acting that way to impress me? Or are you only that way to me?
I need to know before you get your second chance.
My Toy HeartIf my heart was meant to be played with, I would have made it into a toy and sold it in stores.My Toy Heart in Free Verse More Like This
However I didn't, so stop playing with my heart.
It's more fragile than you may think, because the damage remains there from all the other times you've hurt me before.
If you want to keep my heart, stop toying around with it because I can only take so much pain.
Either fix it and love it, or leave it broken for the next one who will hopefully repair it, and love it for me.
You hurt me.You hurt me more than you could ever know.You hurt me. in Free Verse More Like This
It hurts to be left and then forgotten.
You got her, and I got a heartbreak.
Why did I get the rough ending again?
Where is my happy-ever-after fairytale ending?
I always dreamed of my flowing white dress, on my wedding day.
You were also there, in your tux looking beautiful as ever.
Now your just a face sitting in the crowd.
Among the many things we had in common, was our dream of a beautiful ocean side wedding.
Those dreams are long gone, along with you and your heart.
Have fun with her,
Since she was so "perfect" for you.
I bet she doesn't know about how you loved it when I would bake things for you, for no reason at all.
She doesn't know about how you absolutely hate country music, but you secretly loved it just for me.
Or that one time we spent 30 minutes arguing about what flavor ice cream was the best, and as a result you kissed me for the first time.
She may have replaced me, but she will never replace the memories we have together.
Crushing My WorldWhen your world comes crashing down because your best friend won't talk to you.Crushing My World in Free Verse More Like This
You know you screwed up big time, and you regret every minute of it.
You miss the person you trust with all your secrets, the one who knows everything there is to know about you.
All you wish for is a redo, you would never make the misake again.
So please forgive me.
Displacement in the Old Republic 2, Chapter 3Chapter 03: Getting Started AgainDisplacement in the Old Republic 2, Chapter 3 in Sci-Fi More Like This
"No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man."
It really comes down to three options, doesn't it?
The first being that I stick with the idiotic Exchange, which considering I've been standing here listening to the events of the second KotOR game Yeah, I think I know how that's going to turn out. Luxa and Slusk are going to play the usual stupid card, and that's going to get them all killed. I honestly can't say that I'm terribly upset with that idea or possibility. What bothers me is the bit about how I would probably be murdered as well. I can't say I really enjoy that possibility.
The second option is that I get myself out of here, maybe get into a bar fight or something. It would be a good way to rather conveniently find myself in a jail cell for the next few hours. But what happens then, when the Exchange presence is crushed on that station? I'
Displacement in the Old Republic 2, Chapter 6Chapter 06: Organics?Displacement in the Old Republic 2, Chapter 6 in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom."
I exhale, my breath steaming into a thick cloud. As I take a breath in, a good chunk of the snow working its way into my mouth. All I can see is white crystals, snow in amounts I could only wish for as a child, then despise as I grew older. I can even feel some of it coming down on my head right now, melting into water as it hits my body which is only decreasing in temperature.
For a moment, all I can hear is my own breath, but that changes rapidly. "Irritated Declaration: There you are. It has been extremely difficult to track your party down, Jedi."
I know that noise.
"Quick Clarification: But now that we have found you, we hope that we can facilitate communications."
Psychotic meatbag. Casual murder involving some interesting methods. I know what that voice means. Generally, it's nothing good.
My muscles are incredibly sore, I'd almost like nothing more than to just lay here, ev
Displacement in the Old Republic 2, Chapter 5Chapter 05: Dead PlanetDisplacement in the Old Republic 2, Chapter 5 in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Falsehood is invariably the child of fear in one form or another"
I run a hand along the rocks, and I feel the heat from the cave hitting me like a fist. The sounds of animals are echoing through the cavern, in contrast to the emptiness of the valley.
Goodness, you could hear a pen drop from a mile away here. Last time I was stuck in this place, I was slightly more concerned about being murdered by the Sith or the insects flying all over the place.
My hand drops to my side, and I look back at the ghostly figures behind me.
"And what's your justification now?" Luxa's mocks. "You're nothing more than a murderer. Useless, someone who wouldn't be missed."
"People who won't be missed, sure sounds like you," Benok adds, appearing on my right. "What about the people you ran from? Can you add that to the list of your sins?"
"He doesn't care."
"The psychotic meatbag is unstable, deranged." I expect to see the words come out of HK
Displacement, Chapter 28-2"You didn't break anything, did you?" Canderous asks me, the older man grabbing his large blaster rifle. The other two Mandalorians quickly produce their own gear. Okay, I think I've got my own blaster rifle. And the stealth equipment looks intact.Displacement, Chapter 28-2 in Sci-Fi More Like This
I'm as ready as I'm ever going to be. I can do this. That's what I'm telling myself.
"Not this time," I grunt, following Mission towards the exit of this flying death coffin. "Uh, how do you open this thing, anyway? No offence, but I don't exactly want to be in here anymore."
Canderous walks over, making this part of the ship a bit more cramped, and pretty much punches a button to the right of the door. Okay, door turns into a ramp. Is that just standard engineering in this universe? It makes sense, I guess.
I'm the third to step out, and I just sort of realised there are two heavily armed, deadly Mandalorians that I'm not all that familiar with standing behind me. Don't they say never to turn your back to someone who can shoot you? Who were
Displacement, Chapter 28-1Displacement in the Old Republic, Chapter 28: Star Forge DangerDisplacement, Chapter 28-1 in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Do not be afraid; our fate
Cannot be taken from us; it is a gift."
Once the sun sets, this is going to be a lot more difficult than it already is. We've been at it for at least two hours, and I could have sworn that it was somewhere around midday around then, sun overheat, the whole lot. Either I've lost track of time, or this planet has a slightly different way of how day and night works, shorter days, maybe? I guess it's possible, isn't it because the planet rotates and day faces the sun?
Astronomy, I should have taken a class about that.
"Any luck over there?" Mission's voice echoes a bit, and I stop my work to take a look over at here, the blue Twi'lek going through some more wreckage near where the majority of the crashed ship is resting.
A Gizka merrily hops a few times in front of me. "Nothing," I frown, kicking a twisted chunk of metal
Displacement, Chapter 29Displacement in the Old Republic, Chapter 29: RetentionDisplacement, Chapter 29 in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning."
"Do I at least look all right?" I ask, tenderly poking at where my blaster shot injury is located, underneath my now repaired armour. Yep, still hurts. I made it out, but not without some scars, apparently. I'm not entirely sure what exactly happened after we parted wasy with Darius, except that Zaalbar was carrying me at one point.
And damn, Mission isn't kidding about why he needs to comb himself and clean up on a more regular basis.
I keep fiddling with my surprisingly long hair when another figure walks into the image in the mirror. Oh, hello, you.
"You look fine," Mission dismisses, "I swear, you worry about your appearance more than I do. Zaalbar could take a hint from you."
"It's not every day that we're all getting medal
Displacement, Chapter 27"Insanity is doing the same thing, over and over again, but expecting different results."Displacement, Chapter 27 in Sci-Fi More Like This
Displacement in the Old Republic, Chapter 27: Nameless, Neglected Planets
Well, it's not every day that I get worked up for no reason whatever.
It took almost an hour before Darius came back from the Valley of the Dark Lords, and much to my surprise, there wasn't a sudden, bloody outburst from every Sith Master, student and guard. Yuthura was with him, limping all the way. I wasn't privy to the details at the time, but I was worried. Anything could have happened back there. The Sith were all confused, hushed whispers filling the corridors as we all quietly walked out of the Academy.
Still, the slightly avoidable conflict is now out of the way, we've just got the Unknown World and the Star Forge left. Though, if someone knows about the disruptor field, is it possible that we can avoid it altogether?
With Korriban done, though, I realise how far we've come. Just a few weeks ago we w
Displacement, Chapter 4I think I might have mentioned the smell down here, it's awful. That's the only thought I can actually think about. I hope Wookiees aren't like dogs, with all that messy hair, and they reek when they're soaked. Goodness knows all of us, Mission, Carth, Darius and I are covered with water, and that's the story I've got in my head. It's not really water, its water mixed with sewage waste, leaking all over the place from the pipes above our heads. We narrowly escaped a giant Rancor, meaning that we all were sweating profusely from the brief spring. Between our own perspiration and the sewer around us, and on us, we probably could drive off any would be attacker instantly. Which is great news for me.Displacement, Chapter 4 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Since I've arrived in this twisted reality, I've had to rely more on wits than strength or experience in combat to even survive. Stealing Sith ID cards? I'd take that option over firing my blaster. I had only killed two of the mutant Rakghouls since arriving, one of whom wasn't even focused on
Displacement in the Old Republic 2, Chapter 2Displacement in the Old Republic 2, Chapter 2: Things Went WrongDisplacement in the Old Republic 2, Chapter 2 in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Common sense is the genius of humanity."
~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
This looks really familiar, but I'm not entirely sure Sadly, I've seen plenty of desolate planets and caves all over the galaxy. Still Really familiar. Oh, I got it!
The Valley of the Dark Lords, that's where I'm standing. I recognise it, the same place we were all exploring five years ago. The same toppled pillars, same tombs in the background. How did I get here though? I can't really remember...
I take a few steps through the crevice, and look right into the cave entrance. The Shyrack invested cave. But there's something compelling about it, I can't put my finger on it, though.
"We pick people like you, people we know won't be missed, who are capable completing the task at hand. Nothing more. You weren't even the first on the list, you were number sixty seven."
I spin around, severing my interest with the
Displacement, Chapter 6Night has set on Taris. The trip back to the apartment should have been fun, walking about underneath the stars there wasn't a cloud in the sky over Taris. I'm sure there might be some smog in the distance, but the rich nobles here don't want to be bothered by the image that they're actually poisoning their home. Besides, the Sith wouldn't want to put up with a bunch of Al Gore-loving hippies. Not that there's Al Gore in this dimension, though, I'm sure.Displacement, Chapter 6 in Fan Fiction More Like This
What should have been a pleasant stroll had two major problems, the first of which was the Sith. Since KotOR's relatively large maps were locked in at a single time and day, the setting of night was completely new to me here, and that the Sith have locked down the Upper City in quarantine, searching for Bastila. So after sneaking about, to avoid the Sith, we all finally made it back to the apartment. But the person the Sith were searching for was proving to be even more bothersome.
Sure, I played the game, I know all about Basti
Wake up loveHush now,Wake up love in Free Verse More Like This
I'm sorry the dream must end.
It's time to wake up
and face the world.
Reality is harsh,
the people are cold,
that's how it is
and you must wake up.
For you have been asleep long enough.
Time to wake love,
and be with your people
they wait for you
and have never given up.
You can't let them down.
The alarm's going off,
and reality is waiting.
You are only human
and cannot do much
but everyone is important
and life is waiting just for you.
Can you hear their cries?
And the bellows of pain?
You can stop them
but only if you wake up.
It's time to wake up love,
and face the world.
They cry for your return
and you can't let them down.
Imaginary FriendsMy reflection in the mirror hates me,Imaginary Friends in Free Verse More Like This
and I know because she told me so.
She twists and turns and fogs the glass
bending unnaturally while moving with me
she pinches her skin and leaves blemishing marks
tearing off pieces she deems she does not need.
“Just wait,” she whispers as she bites her lip
“only so much longer and I can be free,”
her lips are bleeding again, but I’m brushing my teeth
“free to hurt and bend and break that wonderful body of yours.”
I can hear the whispers, I can hear her skin tearing.
She reaches up and touches the glass
and it bends under the brushing of skin
I finally speak with a tilt of the head
“Imaginary friends shouldn't be able to do that.”
Tea with the RabbitTea with the rabbit todayTea with the Rabbit in Free Verse More Like This
just the same as every day,
every single day and every single night.
And when he danced and sang
I could not join in merriment
for the ropes that bound did not budge
He would scream and cry while sipping tea,
and I would laugh while hiding tears.
He said he was late,
for what I know naught,
but he did not leave my nightmare.
“The Queen of Hearts is evil!”
And I agreed blindly. Yet I could not help
but wonder if she was really the evil one.
Dormouse, his friend of valiant honor,
rammed his sword into my thigh
and grinned when I wept and bled.
And my one and only friend sat across,
sipping his tea without a care, mumbling nonsense.
The giant hat upon his head outweighed his judgement.
Tea was scalding as it poured down my throat,
he didn't care as his feet thumped down
pleas to stop fell on deaf cottontail ears.
And when the cry of ‘off with her head!’ sounded
I couldn’t help but be relived and yet I still cried.
Be a phoenixI want nothing moreBe a phoenix in Free Verse More Like This
Than to be seen
For who I am
Are always telling me
Who to be
And who I am
I'll shout to the sky,
This isn't me
Only I can be me.
I'll be gone before you know
Who you think I am
Are always telling me
Who to be
And who I am
Hush be quiet
Listen for once,
To the real me
Don't fall to others
Stand on your own
You're torn to pieces
Are always telling me
Who to be
And who I am
Be a phoenix in the ground
Don't let them get you down
You are you
And no one, no one
Can ever tell you
Who you are
Show the people
Who you are.
HeartbeatBeat beat beatHeartbeat in Free Verse More Like This
Beat beat beat
Just a breath away
Just a step away
All there is to find
Beat beat beat
Beat beat beat
Listen to the beat
The beat of my heart
Its saying stay
That I don't want to let you go
Even though my mind
Is telling you to leave
Beat beat beat
Beat beat beat
Feel the blood rushing
Feel the fast pace
Of my beating heart
Everything I could possibly want
Beat beat beat
Beat beat beat
Letter to the WorldA note in a bottle,Letter to the World in Free Verse More Like This
a message for the world.
'If I scream as loud as I could,
would you be able to hear me?
Thrown into the ocean
for the sea to swallow
the single sentence.
As the sea swallows its prize
she lets out a horrible hollow cry
for the world to hear.
The world does nothing
but capture her scream
and store it for later
when it asks why she cries
and why she hurts.
For if she screams as loud as she could
would the world listen?
Or is it just a message in a bottle
meant to be swallowed by the sea?
Lovely AnneI once met a girl named AnneLovely Anne in Free Verse More Like This
and what a lovely girl was she.
She sat in corners and talked
and talked when no one listened.
While lovely Anne was so lovely
no one went near lovely Anne
and her never-ending talking.
Lovely Anne with black hair
and dark skin. Never listened
to the voice of society.
Lovely Anne talked of a world
so unlike our own.
No one went near her,
but everyone listened
to the thoughts of a wonderful world.
Lovely Anne lived in a world
where the clocks struck thirteen
where everyone loved
where everyone smiled
and tears were never shed.
The walls and floors
objects and papers
that she talked to day and night
held to her words
and wished for her world.
Poor Lovely Anne had no friends.
But lived in a world that was entirely her own.
Lovely Anne who never left her world
and thought reality was imaginary.
Forgiveness?Forgiveness?Forgiveness? in Free Verse More Like This
What makes you think you're worthy?
You think just a few kind words will fix everything?
That everything shall be forgotten because you wish?
It doesn't work like that.
But I'll smile and say everything's okay,
when really the memories never fade
and truly never forgive you for what happened.
You don't deserve my forgiveness
and to think that you not only do, but are entitled to it,
shows just what kind of person you are.
No, I will never forgive you,
so while I smile and pretend to tolerate you,
don't let your guard down for a second.
I'm just waiting, waiting for that perfect moment
when I can hurt you,
as much as you hurt me.
You're not worthy of my forgiveness.
I don't care when a celebrity diesI don't care when celebrities diesI don't care when a celebrity dies in Free Verse More Like This
Why should I care that Whitney Houston dies?
Or Michael Jackson?
Sure they have made great music
I have never met them
They didn't die for a good cause
And they wouldn't care if I died tomorrow
So why should I care?
What about the hundred of soldiers dying for our country?
What about the starving children in Africa?
I would rather take a day of silence for them than hear about a celebrity's death.
I am not heartless
I just don't see the point
In caring of the death of someone society deemed 'important'
I will cry when a family member dies
Or when someone takes their own life
Or when a child dies
I won't cry when a celebrity dies
And I never will.
Society puts too much
On what they think is important
I just stopped caring.
I am.I am.I am. in Free Verse More Like This
I am the person who lives.
I am the person who loves.
I am the girl who cries to sleep at night, wishing I could be prettier.
I am the boy who is trying to live up to everyone else's expectations other than my own.
I am the invisible who linger in the hallways.
I am the person who bullies to feel better.
I am the parent who gave up after my child went to jail.
I am the daughter who works at fifteen because my parents can't.
I am the person who is bullied for being different.
I am the person who lives because I don't know what happens after death.
I am the woman who is hit on every day because of my looks, making them more of a curse then
I am the man who took steroids to be stronger and now am discarded by society.
I am the child who was forgotten.
I am the broken.
I am the hero.
I am the villain.
I am the takers.
I am the givers.
I am the deserving.
I am the bullied.
I am the pressured.
I am the suffering.
I am the surviving.
I am the wishers.
I am the dreamers.