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NaPoWriMo: Day 8I was toldNaPoWriMo: Day 8 in Free Verse More Like This
to slice through the thickest
of scar tissue this evening.
Let all my inner demons
fall to the floor
& write them out
in my own black blood.
It’s not red anymore,
even though needles
& the bruises
laid out like war-lands
on my arms
say otherwise.
I don’t think it ever was,
honestly.
Therapeutic,
they said.
My mind is a mess
of free versed insecurities,
cat’s eye marbles,
& untamed forest fires-
but,
I still don’t have the nerve
to slice open my skin
& bleed for her.
NaPoWriMo: Day 10 Have you ever been so cold, Sweetheart,NaPoWriMo: Day 10 in Free Verse More Like This
your knee's q u a k e d like that Jenga piece
that buckled just before your whole foundation
t
o
p
p
l
e
d
over?
I have.
& no matter
how many times
I've restarted your heart,
one would think
I'd grow tired,
eventually;
I'm still writing you in poetry
(in the most inappropriate of places.)
You forced yourself beneath my blades
& my fingertips,
Licking unst
Collection of poetic nothings.We were opal Tuesdays,Collection of poetic nothings. in Free Verse More Like This
mosaic butterflies
tattooed into the
rose garden curve
of my vertebrae,
gliding me through this wild youth.
But, like Icarus—
I was a sky conqueror
& these silk wings
touched the sun.
-
My inhalations are heavy,
like the earth he bruises
beneath his fingertips
as I chase silence.
"You've got a tongue
made for words." He says
against the arrogant thorns
of my briar spine.
"Learn to love yourself."
-
How do I say I love you
without saying I love you?
"I want to replace my heart with you."
-
You are spider silk woven
into my harvest moon
heartstrings, spider
limbs traveling this road map
of s
NecromancyShe thinks there are nebulaeNecromancy in Free Verse More Like This
in the rough of my gutter bones,
some stargazing sanctuary
for lonely outcasts to lay their heads.
I am but a car crash,
spellbound
inside eyelids,
& red inked corrections
on crosshatched skin.
Made up of moans,
the clutching of bedsheets;
I am contemplating
ripping my ribs apart
& proving
I never had a heart at all.
But my moon shy love;
she is determined
to try & wake the dead.
NaPoWriMo: Day 2sometimes,NaPoWriMo: Day 2 in Free Verse More Like This
i have this
sudden urge to cut
my hair.
most of the time,
i just wish I were anything
other than me.
a rocket ship, a bird-
the sweet flavored smoke
I promised my girlfriend
these briar patch lungs
would not in.hale.
instead,
i have fallen in love
with the strangest of things-
eyes that intimidate
godless boys.
the way my scars
play hide and seek
with her hands. -
the love letters
that start and end
with kisses
pressed against limbs.
i make promises
i know i can not keep.
but if i were a liar
i would say i was tired
of writing to the stars.
No wander about it, just lust.You were a mid-morning train wreck,No wander about it, just lust. in Free Verse More Like This
the embodiment of poetry.
& my clavicles whispered too many nothings
about your summer storm hands,
folding like paper cranes
to make wishes upon themselves.
wishes are for the weak-
stand up,
do something about this quaking heart
& freezing fingers.
Anything.
I think I found God then,
lurking behind wanderlust eyes.
I am trying to be honest,but I write so fucking floweryI am trying to be honest, in Free Verse More Like This
it makes me sick,
rose scented stars & love.
No.
Her: helpless as a lamb,
I want raw, aching
bone against bone
exploring the exposed, naked
poetry of her universe-
( warm, celestial hands
forging sandcastle ribs. )
Southern earth beneath her feet,
wanderlust burned like Apollo's touch
into her spinal cord, please awaken
the empty space between her skin
& mine.
Sun Child,I am freezingSun Child, in Free Verse More Like This
& I am hungry
for fever’s lips-
her inky fingers
purging
a dry stomach.
My body is an ocean,
my limbs, but oars.
My tongue & teeth,
a life raft
keeping this madness
from sinking into blue.
Offering up 102 degrees
of skin;
You would think
I had something to say.
Muse:She corrodes star shapes intoMuse: in Free Verse More Like This
the hearts of sleeping poets,
slowly, methodically.
NaPoWriMo: Day 3Today,NaPoWriMo: Day 3 in Free Verse More Like This
I wanted to pluck my ribs
from out my chest &
hang them about my house
like wind chimes-
dangled brutality;
a taunt for hungry wolves.
I didn’t grab for sharp objects,
I just wrote about it.
I never knew
I wanted to be a writer
until I lost something.
I still don’t know what that is-
(my mind, maybe.)
But words,
they fill gaps
that had no stories
to keep them
from hollowing out
in the first place.
HAIKUWRIMOCOMPLETE 2013HAIKUWRIMO in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
February 28th, 2013
Dire desperation
A feeble whimper for help;
roar of these raw times.
February 27th, 2013
Gluttonous ash cloud
sucks the moon's blood
and swallows the night.
February 26th, 2013
Bark! An explosion!
Angry bodies escape the
network of lung cells.
February 25th, 2013
Silently cloning,
multiplying, honing in,
determined to kill.
February 24th, 2013
Tea and sympathy
readily available
for my dear sister.
February 23rd, 2013
I will hold my breath
as the north wind does the same
waiting for your love.
February 22nd, 2013
He hovers behind;
Hamletian apparition.
Always following.
February 21st, 2013
A lo
United, We WriteHear me read itUnited, We Write in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
0hgravity, if by some divine fortune you should decide that today is the day you will fail me, then let me soar through the ChemicalSkyline. Grant me a-lovely-anxiety that raises a storm InTheStarryNightSky for me to riseandbe above all else. Let me soar.
How I long to be the frail rider-on-the-storm and not a victim of the RoamingShadow, Rogue-Of-The-Night, that BlackVelvetNightmare of my nights and days. I long for awaytobefree, won't you grant it to me?
I desire to be great, to feel greatness, to be more than one of many Sad-Writers spinning Sacred-Literature into SanguineEpitaph after saturninesweetness. scarletwave of
Framed[ I met him at the county fair.Framed in Free Verse More Like This
It wasn't like the songs predicted;
I had mud up my shins and he
had grass in his hair. What a mess. ]
[ I kissed him at my grandma's house.
He swallowed me and digested me;
I became a part of his simmering self.
We fused together, and I died. ]
[ I married him in a triangular church,
When I turned up in white he grinned
and whispered "what, no muddy knees?".
I put a leaf from my bouquet in his hair. ]
[ He kissed her at my grandma's house.
She had left it to us when she passed.
In the house where I'd learned about love
he taught me all I know about betrayal. ]
[ He left me at the train station.
I'd helped
DoorsYou walked out the door, you said goodbye,Doors in Scraps More Like This
You left me on the carpet, to whimper and cry,
I'll sleep on the rug in a Northern breeze,
You left the door open and you took your keys,
So whatever way you think of it, if you ever do,
My door remains wide open, if you love me too.
For ithaswhatitisnt you can share my name, I'll give it to youFor ithaswhatitisnt in Scraps More Like This
you can share my words if you feel them too
if when I write you feel your words came out
it gives me something else to write about -
but if when I cry your face gets wet and grey
this stupid poem will make you smile? hooray.
Brooker, G. 1.2.2013. #2340820-2007She swirled the coral liquid around in the glass, pausing periodically to sample the bouquet with her tiny nose. With one excited whirl of the glass the precious liquid broke tide and crashed over the glass wall to spatter over her chin; she laughed delightedly and used many body parts to lick the peach squash off of her skin. It seemed every limb wished to be involved, her fingers, shoulder, wrists, tongue and even her nose scrunched up to help save it. Eventually the giggles deflated to a placid smile at which point, as if prompted by the vacancy behind her expression, she remembered the game.Brooker, G. 1.2.2013. #2340820-2007 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She jumped onto the glass and lifted it again,
Haiku: MeltedSeasonal foodHaiku: Melted in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
for thoughts in sensible minds;
Fairweather friends die.
The Fears - WIPWhat do I fear, with the end of the world hovering behind my back? Triteness. Irrelevance. The every day unbearable things. That is what I fear.The Fears - WIP in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Waking up and writing for the sake of being heard, rather than for the sake of saying something. Forgetting to mean what I say and say what I mean. These are the whispers that hide in the corners of my room as I sleep. These are the fears.
Try Try Try AgainLetters fell like dandruff,Try Try Try Again in Free Verse More Like This
peppered over clumsy doctrine.
f t i j w y t k...
The ever elusive perfect standard
Just a carriage return away.
ThanksHear me read itThanks in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
You never complained. I’d always been a big fan of Christmas and your bemused smile made me laugh right the way through December. You didn’t even mind when every room in the house, except the bathroom, ended up with more than one string of lights across them… You didn’t mind when I forced you to make chocolate chip cookies on your first day off in weeks… I think letting you lick the spoon had a lot to do with that. You never minded the phone calls from my mother, or the late night trips to Tesco… you pretended to, but I knew that you secretly loved it. Or you loved me enough to be happy
The Red AbyssThe Red Abyss in Free Verse More Like This
There was a tear in the fabric of the universe,
And he saw inside.
It was not black, or even white,
but a glowing red,
as if it were alive.
There was no terror,
there was only nothing
and the man staring in.
Off in the distance,
the man saw a blue dot.
There was nothing there,
but there was a blue dot.
So the man stepped inside the void.
and found himself quite comfortable.
and he ran toward the blue dot,
pretending he could reach it.
He will never get hungry.
He will never feel pain,
and though the dot always approaches him,
he will never reach it.
What an amazing life.
Brought To You ByBrought To You By in Free Verse More Like This
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And now, back to the poem.
The world seemed to be escaping from under my feet.
Have you been injured a
Blind SpotBlind Spot in Free Verse More Like This
I come to you now with
The new face of melancholy.
It’s a smile.
It’s every dull smile you ever gave
To somebody you don’t even know.
It’s that thumb tack that shocks
Your brain out of coagulation
Every time some random person
Opens a door for you.
It’s the repetition, borderline religion
That we worship because it was always there,
Never bothering to question
why we do it in the first place.
It’s the stale bread that becomes
Lodged in your throat and never satisfies you.
It’s every menial task that never
Validated its own existence.
I come to you now with
The new face of stagnation.
It&#
Boat On FireBoat On Fire in Free Verse More Like This
I have witnessed the changing of the guard.
They spoke the same way I did.
Did I smell the smoke signals?
I suppose they were too far away.
I have witnessed the changing of the guard,
As they soon will.
Was the Kool-Aid poisoned,
Or did I submit when they dragged me away?
I am finished in this place,
But I have no idea why I left.
Did I leave on my own accord?
I had to have been there at some point.
Don’t bury me in the backyard.
But don’t let me distract you.
Keep me in the rusting car in the woods.
I can’t drive, but I can still watch the world pass me.
Me To MeMe To Me in Free Verse More Like This
Hello.
You should know that things don’t get easier,
But they don’t get harder.
Anyone who tells you otherwise
Is only regurgitating what the previous
Generation told them,
Probably to their amusement.
School still stinks.
The only difference is that you’re paying
Vast sums of money to be tortured.
People will always tell you not to stick out.
People will harass you because
Sticking out is in your nature.
People won’t forget who you are,
Unlike the 200 others that didn’t stick out.
You will look older.
Your face won’t be deformed to look like
Someone else, but you will age.
Imagine the dark circ
I Was Riding The Subway TodayI Was Riding The Subway Today in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A man gave the black power gesture on the subway, but nobody cared since he was just holding the rail. I think I’ve been looking for symbols in the wrong places.
I get off the subway and see streets filled with people drinking their morning coffee, yet there isn’t a coffee shop within walking distance. I don’t know where these people are going, but I can’t find it.
The museum is filled with portraits. People say that art should be for everybody, yet these portraits are all of rich people. I never cared for portraits, anyway. They all look the same to me.
Has anybody ever considered the idea that these post modern artist
Dirty GlassDirty Glass in Free Verse More Like This
I had an unusual dream last night.
There was a vast and terrifying
Desert which surrounded me.
I walked in it for days, or was it seconds?
My skin seemed to radiate sunlight.
This endless place would kill me.
And then I saw an oasis.
There were no palm trees,
Like we see in children’s books.
There was only a puddle
Of clean water, or was it mud?
I stumbled onto it, headfirst,
And it swallowed me whole.
The puddle was 100 feet deep.
And all I could do was drown
In the water I needed so badly.
See N SpaceSee N Space in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The scientists were raised from birth to discover alien life. Thousands of hours were spent training small children to use delicate instruments, telescopes and rocket engines. They were never let out of the research rooms. These children were born for the sole purpose of searching the cosmos.
They were raised as if they were astronauts, with millions of dollars spent on pressurized baby suits, water tanks, and jet planes for anti gravity simulations. The most renowned experts in language were brought in from all over the world, teaching the children how to communicate with creatures using an unknown language. No expense was left out.
These
Acid BathAcid Bath in Free Verse More Like This
Somebody filled the fountain in the park with acid.
The raccoon that wandered the park met an unfortunate fate.
People threw pennies into the fountain, and watched them shrink to nothing.
A man, claiming he could take it no more, jumped in and turned to goo.
What a disgusting little fountain.
A man dumped a box of baking soda in the pool, and it exploded.
Three people’s faces melted from the explosion.
Someone tried to syphon the acid into the proper receptacle,
but the hose dissolved, as did the man’s fingers.
It seemed like the fountain couldn’t be stopped.
A group of scientists from the local university tried to
DistortionDistortion in Free Verse More Like This
I squint my eyes,
And I see into the past.
Things become fuzzy,
People lose their faces,
And everything seems
Just a little darker,
A little more distant.
Then I open my eyes,
And my memory ends.
I squint at myself in
the mirror, and I don’t
know who I’m looking at.
I can’t see his face,
But his shoulders have
Tightened up, and his
Head has sunk down.
He has no wrinkles,
He has no features at all,
And the only way
I know it’s my reflection
Is that this man
Squints back at me.
don't fall in love in the rain.Whatever you dodon't fall in love in the rain. in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Don't fall in love in the rain
It'll remind you of those wet kisses
How they'll just melt the pain, away
How you two made the perfect pair, anyway
Because then, you were in love in the rain
Being as happy as lovers could be,
Shouting out songs beneath the moonbeams
And everything held together at the seams
And that's what love is all about
And that's what love is all about
And that was all love is about...
Whatever you do
Don't cry back to her in the rain
It'll remind her of those wet kisses
How it never seemed to melt pain, away
How you two tried to perfect pair, anyway
Because then, you were in love in the rain
Being as
and we.Please stop comparing yourselfand we. in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
To everyone else
You are no different than me
And he is we, is we
Maybe we have ever changing hearts
And an assembly of different parts
But you are no different than me
And he remains we, remains we
We might not talk the same
We might not look the same
We might not think the same
But we are
We are
We are
We all connected
Like the stars in the sky
Like the stars...
The stars...
Oh, look how they shine for us.
Maybe we have ever changing hearts
And an assembly of different parts
But you are no different than me
And we will always be...
Da da da da da
Da da da da da
Da da da da da
Da da da da da
Da da da da da
what is true?Well, quite honestlywhat is true? in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Never for love that's true
Or these many many "I dos"
Because quite honestly,
I wouldn't be able to fit into that dress
Really, how could I commit to the test
To being able to be with someone forever?
To be with them forever...
And I don't really want that
And who would really need that?
I'm better on my own, that's that
And quite frankly,
I always tend to stare really blanky
Because quite frankly,
Hearing this makes me more blue
Really, how could I commit to you
'Cause how is it possible for me to stay true?
To be with them true...
And I don't really want that
And who would really need that?
I'm better on my own, that
let me beI saved this dusty corner of my heartlet me be in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Just for you, just for you
Just in case you come back to me
Even after everything we've been through
And I really do hope, what I set free
Will always come running back to me
And I've been spending too much time
Thinking about you, thinking about you
Trying to figure out our hearts
But all this left me with a heart in two
And I really do hope, I sweep out to sea
Only to wash up with you in front of me
The raging ocean, the sea, the stars
Let me be
Let me be
Let me be
Let me be
Just leave me be
I’ll just save this heart for me
For me
For me
For me
For me
And maybe for you, too
The raging ocean
the world turns softly, slowly.the world, as i see itthe world turns softly, slowly. in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
turns so softly
turns so quietly
leaves us so frosty
the world, as i see it
breathes in blue
breathes in colors
to see what's true
and they
hold on closely
to the broken dreams
leaves us so lonely
and i
not quite ready to die
want to enjoy while i can
and leaves me to try
and the world
will keep spinning, softly
we'll keep spinning
we'll keep spinning
we'll keep spinning
we'll keep spinning
(not yet stopping,
not yet stopping)
on and on, without you
da da
da da
da da
da da da
da da da...
and the world
will keep spinning, softly
not yet stopping
not yet stopping
not yet stopping
not yet stopping
(we'll keep spinning,
we'll keep spinning)
on and on, without you
and the sky
holds the water
pouring the silver
like mother & daughter
da da
da da
da da
da da da
da da da...
atomic tangerine (anthology)i.atomic tangerine (anthology) in Free Verse More Like This
the night contains his happiness
moon keeps him in 'hush hush'
beneath the space's stars
breathing life through old lens
while skipping the stones
across the rushing lake
with it's sandy tentacles
and seaweed veins
and bleeding seashell hearts
beheld within
ii.
it tastes like marmalade
(so so sweet; too sweet)
a touch of stars, too
(oh please do add more)
a spoonful much of galaxy
(too much for an old soul)
and it could use more sugar
(if you don't mind)
& there's too many red dwarves
(well, just being honest)
my how it burns my tongue so–
drink with caution
(& our universe: bittersweet)
iii.
atomic tangerine
& it hits me
like a lightning storm
in the month of july
on bittersweet mars
never any umbrellas
to hide me
from the most blinding
of days
while trying to take
pictures with emptiest
of polaroid film
atomic tangerine
& it leaves me
with chemical-stained
po
melangewhat a catch-melange in Scraps More Like This
my little fille
many mes amour
everyone sees
the glistening stars
in her eyes-
(make her
your cherie)
open her up
et see her
gallery of
broken hearts
okay, maybe
one little kiss.
(bisous for you
et you et you
et maybe i.)
she likes life
mélange
stirring like
father's bisque
little city dreamsand i see and i let go to the city dreamslittle city dreams in Free Verse More Like This
nights never sleep do they? oh buildings stare at me with its window eyes city lights looking into my soul (empty though) trying to make jane q out of me
i prefer quiet nights at little homes counting empty jam jars folding white splashed sheets
keep to myself how it will always be
island cottage& so i built an island cottage stacked with the ever snapping sticks & stone bricks of my love for you, my dear for us to live & so "we can have a baby," i'll say with napkins always wiping such tea green lips holding onto tulip rose'd hips ever softly onto you for these empty arms to hold as i paint my life onto you so softly carved in sunset (canvas written in white) as bitter seas bring such salty daydreams (swallowing me)island cottage in Free Verse More Like This
ocean chainsdarling, i am ocean- & all you are is a pebble in my seaocean chains in Free Verse More Like This
and i can snap your coral-wound legs tenderly
right onto me.
seas slipped in tar- & all i can be is like honey of nicotine
curling in(all between) as water swims in salt ashes
to bound us like machines.
traps you like a clot in sea veins
wraps you in a blanket of ocean salt(bitter)
my dear, i'll keep you in chains
(forever maybe)
I Hate.I. HATE. DISTANCE.I Hate. in Free Verse More Like This
I. HATE. TIME.
I. HATE. PEOPLE.
I. HATE. PANTS.
You-VocaloidWhere are you right now?You-Vocaloid in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
What are you doing at this moment?
Are you, looking up into this wide blue sky?
I lost touch with you, and now my heart feels so empty
Today, I noticed this pain for the first time.
The fact that you had been supporting me this much each day
Equals the importance of the smiles you've given me along the way.
The price of having lost you is way too great
And I desper-ate-ly reach out and struggle to grasp it,
It just slips out of my grasp, like the wind.
There's no-thing left to reach my arms out towards,
My chest is...Aching from...The loneliness I suffer now.
And my heart seems to break whenever I think of you
But it
The Last WalkThere was once a time when two lovers held onThe Last Walk in Free Verse More Like This
And wouldn’t let go for anyone, or anything,
These were happy times, so calm and slow
But there were some things that they didn’t know,
Like when they would take their last walk
Under the stars that lit their path.
They would hug and they would kiss,
In their dreams they never missed
One simple moment to say, “I love you” and “goodnight”
But soon it was too much and they began to fight,
Their last walk is approaching them,
As their hands let go of each other, they drift apart.
One more night until the spell is broken
Then the bond will burst along with their h
The Creature.There was once a strange creatureThe Creature. in Free Verse More Like This
And it was thought to be calm,
It was once so fragile and tiny
That it could fit in your palm.
I used to feed it every night
And in the morning by my bed,
But soon it became too big,
It was bigger than my head.
It looked like a frog
The one with large cheeks,
The one that would catch flies
And eat them… under the sink.
It would hop about
In it’s own little world,
Making its unusual noises
It would sing it’s little songs.
This creature once thought to be calm
Is now thought to be… as wild as a monkey,
Jumping around in every room
The creature began to look funky.
It sprouted out
Ying And YangThe bright and glimmering sun shines for youYing And Yang in Free Verse More Like This
And the dull and blue moon glows for me,
For you the ocean turns a pretty blue
And for me it turns into a midnight sea.
The clouds drift by playing your song with the wind
While the wolf sings my misunderstood melody of love,
The clouds turn golden from the sun far behind
While this wolf sings my song to the moon so blind.
The birds fly overhead for you to show off their beauty
Like the crickets chirp for my silent dreams,
You and I are so much different as it seams
But in a way we’re the same- We’re ying and yang.
The Beginning Of Something Strange.I have a dysfunctional mindThe Beginning Of Something Strange. in Free Verse More Like This
I'm creepy as hell,
I'm as awkward as pie
Just don’t ever tell O_O.
We are not weird
I mean me…
What?
I didn’t say anything…. >.>
What color is your room?
Blue!!!! I answered before you because I already knew,
I’m not stalking you, no…
Why would I do such a thing? @3@
Hey, can I come over?
You don’t need to say where you live,
I already looked it up earlier…
I’ll be there at 5:00? X3
You actually like to hang out with me…
Now that’s really strange…
You seem really nice
Want to go out? >//
A Brief Haunting (Intro)Here in this placeA Brief Haunting (Intro) in Free Verse More Like This
A haunting waits for you,
Made simply for the forgotten
The one who claims that they are not afraid.
But in reality they are as frightened as the night is black
So scared for their life they will never look back,
Running through the house
They fall into the hands of the spirits.
The ones who have felt anger for his bravery,
The man who claims to be immune
To the one disease they have to offer....
Death.
My heart 'was' yours.My heart 'was' yours. in Free Verse More Like This
A Burden has been lifted
Cause I don’t want you anymore,
I say forget everything I’ve worked so hard to gain
Causes you just cause me pain.
I just couldn’t handle it
The pain that you gave me,
So instead of punishing myself
I’ll treat myself to a new and better life.
One that isn’t based around you
Who in reality isn’t worth my tears,
Why on earth did I want to wait
So many dreadful years?
The agony I could have gone through
All because of you….
What a damn shame,
Now I see what is true.
Your heart can be by itself
Cause I don’t want to care,
You’re still my friend, my best at that
Bu
Only One.“I’m running fast but getting nowhereOnly One. in Free Verse More Like This
I see the light but I never get there,
I feel no guilt or the feeling of pain
I’m numb today and tomorrow again.”
I look through the window to see you all
Standing there with a baffled look,
“Why is he so quiet?
Why is he so sad?”
You are all looking back at me
Right through this cracked window,
You notice me cry just one tear
And wonder why there’s only one.
Well, picture this
You can have multiple tears with emotion,
But when you’re too numb to care
You only get one.
Just like a life…
You only get one,
So when it comes time that you want to wip
A Silent Wish.These beautiful soundsA Silent Wish. in Free Verse More Like This
Take me away from this place,
This wonderful noise
Gives me the feeling of space.
Free from everyone
I’m so calm and desolate,
These sounds play with my ears
Like a child with a toy.
Whenever I need this feeling
Of escaping this taunting world,
I travel to the music
So I can find my mind.
To not have this would be pain
Just like not being able to grow,
Without these sounds
I don’t think I would know.
Know what it means to be free
And to live with no fear,
To be safe inside my own head
And to be far from the others.
This beautiful sound,
This sweet melody,
This blissful wish that I have…
I wish to
ImageBursting;Image in Free Verse More Like This
colors exploding.
Splattering
The paintings of thoughts
Meaningless, abstract
Impossible to decipher,
as if written in white ink.
Memories,
Suffocated under
Cigarette ashes.
Ability to dream,
Rotting
with old age.
And beauty,
No longer anything,
But vanity
and fermented
hearts.
MisplacedI cannot control the angerMisplaced in Free Verse More Like This
or stop my hands from trembling
like a leaf
browned by the bitter autumn winds.
I cannot put out the fire
that is raging in my fingertips
or stop the wild animal
that is stirring in my chest.
There are no white winged angels
debating my salvation
because monsters have no place
among the gods.
CacophonyYou conjured chaos into my already catastrophic heart,Cacophony in Free Verse More Like This
Claiming what lingers of my clarity for your carnivorous art
Of breaking and bending bones into a brattice of air,
Leaving me in lustful longing for a lonesome affair
Between the burrows of a concubine’s breasts.
You sang a hollow opus of harems into my ears,
You wait for me to cry, but here, I give you my leers
For I have found a fantasy where your cacophony is no more.
To live for your voice and be your vice, I say nevermore.
Champagne“I’m not going to murder him. I’m just going to help him with his accidental death.” Victoria said to herself as she painted her lips with crimson. The poison was already in her purse, tucked inside a red, velvet pouch. She would slip it in his champagne and patiently wait for his death.Champagne in Short Stories More Like This
Roman was the love of her life, and he had told her that she was his. But love comes with lies and tainted fantasies of the future. When Victoria saw the truth, she promised that death would be his only redemption. And so she sat there, in front of the big, vanity mirror in her bedroom, staring blankly at her reflection. Her make up m
Paper FlowersPaper flowers grow on my palms.Paper Flowers in Free Verse More Like This
The color of the petals are shades of black
from the ink that fills my veins, from the
stream of words that flow through my thoughts.
EscapeWhere doth one go to seek solace from thee?Escape in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Must one voyage distant mountains or seas?
One fears that one's lover doth not foresee,
the growing fiend in thy heart, thy disease.
The demise of one's faith is nigh collapsed.
Ashes rise from the depths of one's own heart
that slowly, slowly meets the terror's lapse
of losing one's love through destiny's part.
Where doth the bird fly when seeking comfort?
Where doth the angel weep when he can't sing?
Perhaps one must build one's own mighty fort,
where one shall wait for what destiny will bring.
Thee must bid one's escape from thy hands,
For one needs rebirth in more tranquil lands.
NightWe rendezvoused at the old chapel whereNight in Free Verse More Like This
we first kissed. Near the ruined altar,
in front of the cross that the tempest missed.
I wore the dress that he said he liked,
He wore the shirt that I had sewn for him.
He was beautiful, like a sculpture from heaven.
Thunder was blaring like an amplified plea,
muffling my voice as I screamed his name
over and over and over again. We danced
on the cold, marble floor; we dance for we
both wanted more.
When the birds began to sing, I knew that
the morning had finally arrived. We shared
a kiss and parted lips; he turned to ash
and flew with the wind.
RhymesRhymes are pretty, rhymes are fun,Rhymes in Free Verse More Like This
Rhyme everything under the sun.
Roses are red, violets are blue,
Rhyming is cool; so, try it too.
Good Morning, BeautifulGoodGood Morning, Beautiful in Free Verse More Like This
vibes you sent through the mail
have just arrived. Thing is, they
always arrive. Every single
Morning,
to brighten me up. It keeps me
smiling throughout the day. So,
good morning,
Beautiful!
Draw Me Like...Draw meDraw Me Like... in Free Verse More Like This
close to you, so that I could feel
the gentle thumping of your heart.
I would
like
to feel it against my chest, tapping
like a tambourine, tapping into my soul
from the gates of my rib cage like
one of
a billion musicians playing a beat, matching
the sound of your drumming heart to
the sound of my own.
Your
heart is such a beautiful thing. It is a symphony
and a Mona Lisa at the same time. It is
a work of art hidden in a
French
pyramid. I love you for choosing me
out of a billion
girls
in this planet.
MagnetismShe stood there, in the middle of the concert grounds, breathlessly watching him as he sang. She wasn't supposed to be there, she wasn't a fan. But Iris forced her to go. The ticket was a gift and her friend doesn't take no for an answer. So, she went anyway. She thought of ditching the ticket somewhere, but there was a force that pulled her to the grounds. Something inside her told her that she absolutely must go. And there, as she watched him, she understood why.Magnetism in Short Stories More Like This
He wasn't feeling well. The manager told him that it's ok if he couldn't perform, that they'll just reschedule the concert.He looked at himself in front of a mirror. His eyes were
HappinessPlease do not let me wander,Happiness in Free Verse More Like This
For if I stray too far,
From familiarity,
And normality,
I may be lost forever,
Drawn away by whispered lies,
Of happiness,
And peace,
That it will never hold,
The path that I must stay,
Is exactly all I need,
Enough pain to keep me human,
Enough sadness so I know I care,
And the small bits,
Of not unhappiness,
Not exactly happy,
But a feeling good enough,
To keep me strong,
And give me hope,
That I will not stray,
From the only path,
That could eventually lead me,
Into true happiness.
StoryI could write you a story,Story in Free Verse More Like This
To tell how I feel,
But words are just words,
That never seem real,
They seem like a world,
I don't understand,
Where man will fight nature,
And man will fight man,
You can't find my heart's feelings,
Through the blood and the grime,
Through the rape and torture,
Or the most brutal crime,
You can't read past the chaos,
Or see past the screams,
You can't fight past the nightmares,
That are now everyday dreams,
You won't see all this pain,
All you'll see is normal life,
Just the everyday horrors,
Of OTHERS Strife,
Can't see past your home,
Your family your work,
To look at the people,
Trapped un
BoredI'm uninspired,Bored in Free Verse More Like This
Sick and tired,
Of the calm before the storm,
My every thought,
Begins to rot,
My sweet evil being born,
I'm getting bored,
I've sent the hoard,
To find me something new,
Because I am done,
With everyone,
That use their mind so few,
So let it be,
When you're with me,
And I've turned my mind to pain,
You don't need to help,
Just be yourself,
And simply entertain.
When I fallThe water does follow me,When I fall in Free Verse More Like This
and the wind does call my name,
The fire screams for my company,
and the earth is my domain,
The sun is my evil,
The moon holds my spirit high,
The clouds send me far away,
Through a star filled sky,
The Winter is my weakness,
The Summer I will call,
But for now there is no Spring,
To catch me when I fall.
FearIn the darkness,Fear in Free Verse More Like This
Of the night,
My heart it beats,
with fear and fright,
the swaying trees,
the whistle sounds,
the art of horror,
knows no bounds,
fear is a funny thing,
it can tear the mind in two,
you'll find it fun and dandy,
unless it's happening to you,
your greatest fear personified,
As a person in your mind,
will not make things any better,
soon you will all find,
for a person is much scarier,
then the thing you fear itself,
A person can get inside your heart,
and head,
then burn it till it melts,
fearful thoughts,
fearful dreams,
in the nightmares,
at their seams,
you'll find the most fearful,
thing to do,
No MoreMy mind is slowly melting,No More in Free Verse More Like This
and my heart has run away,
for my soul is being tortured,
and my body thrown astray,
I'm just a useless puppet,
without someone to pull the strings,
a child without a parent,
and all the love it brings,
No more sunshine in the rain,
no more roses in the snow,
no more light inside the darkness,
no more perfect talent show,
Nothing but the inner demons,
that are all that's left of me,
that drown my present hopes and dreams,
in the dark and lonesome sea.
PeopleI went where I had never gone,People in Free Verse More Like This
To heal my crooked mind,
But instead of love and healing,
Only darkness I could find,
I use to be only midly sick,
And my fear was only small,
Now the people haunt my dreams,
There the ones that make me fall,
When I was young and happy,
With the world a brighter place,
People were just people,
That eventually I'd face,
But now these eyes have seen the truth,
The reason that I cry,
The Monsters inside people,
Are the reason we must die.
The PathThis haunting place,The Path in Free Verse More Like This
Where I do dwell,
Is one note away,
From being hell,
I've lost myself,
Along the road,
Where more than once,
I cannot go,
So what to do,
Without a heart,
Do I go on?
Or just restart,
Can I live,
as a walking shell,
Can I handle the path ahead,
Where many have fell,
Or maybe I'll just wait here,
Waiting for a hero role,
To find me in this hell,
And give me back my soul.
BrokenI can't comprehend,Broken in Free Verse More Like This
What's seen through these eyes,
The yelling the screaming,
No truth only lies,
The feelings of failure,
The dreams that she hides,
Trapped inside herself,
As her heart slowly dies,
A small empty shell,
No heart and no soul,
She searches for meaning,
Wherever she may go,
She craves for a feeling,
Sadness or joy,
But she's left with nothing,
All thanks to that boy,
Who told her he loved her,
And then left her to cry,
Leaving her feelings,
To rot and to die.
Love StoryWhen I see you smile,Love Story in Free Verse More Like This
because of me,
I find it hard to breath,
and all the while,
your standing there,
seeing what I see,
you make me smile,
I make you smile,
it's how it's always been,
I love you,
you love me,
but that's not what is seen,
because I see you with her,
you see me with him,
and that's how it'll always go,
so here's to our love story,
the one we'll never know.
Shade of RedDamn this insatiable appetite,Shade of Red in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This unyielding lust for something more.
So trapped am I, under my skin;
A wretched home, a place to abhor.
Averting eyes see none but red,
Like a raging bull I am unsighted.
I try to see, but to no avail,
Red remains, my mind blighted.
I reach out to touch it only to stop,
My eyes fill up with horror, mouth agape;
My fingers trembling, my heart racing,
My hands blanketed in crimson tape.
I look to the left and now the right,
An object lies dormant in my grip.
A horrid chill rushes up my spine
As I glare bewildered at the fine tip.
With a clank the blade hits the pavement,
With a thud my knees f
The One That Got Away."I'm sorry I never told you how beautiful you are."The One That Got Away. in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He wanted to scream those words to her as he watched her walk away. Her straight black hair gently swayed as she walked away, her dress flowed in the wind.
He couldn't help but wonder if he might have been able to say something, anything to keep her. You lose everything sooner or later, don't you?
He watched her dart through traffic, then turn a corner and disappear. She never looked back at him. He felt empty. Hollow. There was something missing without her and it hurt- more than he had ever expected. Some indescribable pain, like a knife tracing crude shapes all over his heart, breaking
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