A Game We Hate to Play:A Game We Hate to Play:A Game We Hate to Play: in Free Verse More Like This
I stand amongst a screaming crowd,
And you'll hear them shout it out.
"All this shit just isn't fair,
Life's a game but we don't care!"
Hear me, do you think I'm lazy?
When I talk I'm crazy,
Sorry I'm just hazy, but I-
Still think that I'm like Jay-Z
Rappin' here with Stacy;
The boys they call her baby; Haha...
And we're playin' this song for the killers,
The ones with no hope workin' shop at the tillers.
And if you think that we're just the fillers,
You wouldn't be wrong; we're just grain at millers - haha!
All this shit just isn't fair,
Life's a game but we don't care!
We're gonna change the game tonight,
C'mon let's turn out the light!
All this shit just isn't fair,
Life's a game but we don't care!
We're gonna change the rules tonight,
C'mon let's turn out the light.
Lights off, everybody nights off,
Walking through these streets of -
People drinkin' Smirnoff;
Prayers for tomorrows,
Whisper as they borrow
She Dances With FireShe dances with fire, a dragon in tow.She Dances With Fire in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Twirling with flames; graceful and slow
She dances tonight, in a city of ash.
Her feet leaving footprints, where the sand will splash.
Quietly mourning, as time goes by;
Where once she beheld a home in her eyes...
Yet naught but the barest of bones remain,
And so she dances, to soothe the pain.
Artist ExploitationArtist Exploitation - The New Game Plan:Artist Exploitation in Articles & Interviews More Like This
My dearest readers,
I have recently learned of a rather disturbing business plan being utilised by business people of an unscrupulous variety.
In essence their plan is simple: They gather art from many applicants and then they publish it as a magazine and sell it COMMERCIALLY!
Now then, why is this a problem? They tend to claim you get the benefits of advertisement and artists will be invited to read their works etc.
Well here's how the scam unfolds:
1. They get the artwork you created and an implied permission of use from you due to the voluntary submission
2. There is no formal written contract, so they can do as they please and you have no legal right to claim redress as you voluntarily submitted your work in.
3. Their potential benefits are a total sham and in essence they are asking you to work for free. Want a dissection? I'll explain:
- The item getting advertised is NOT your work. Your work is a part of the item. What is gettin
Graduation DayGraduation Day:Graduation Day in Free Verse More Like This
They told us we would be alright...
We had fought with honour and won our titles.
We had overcome trials together -
Watching dozens of our siblings fall in the line of duty.
For this they had promised us, a wondrous welcome;
A bountiful world of adventure, with a myriad of paths.
All this, they said, awaited us in the stone cities.
Large metropolises, where the working folk resided...
There were hundreds of us, who made that journey.
Walking miles across the scorching desert,
Clinging to a hope of the fortunes beyond.
Yet what awaited us was not a promised land -
Nor was it a life based on the merit we had earned...
Instead we found ourselves quarantined,
Pitching tents of inexperience-
Huddling together for comfort and warmth;
As the great gates of employment stood eerily silent.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 18 June 2013
The Enemy WithinThe Enemy Within:The Enemy Within in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I have nothing that I can give
Cause I was never taught to live
How do I know what is pain?
I disappear into the rain
Carry me on angel's arms
Don't let me ever come to harm
The blade will cut into my skin
I face the enemy within...
And I feel him, and I feel him cry
And I feel him, and I feel him cry
What do you want from me?
Take me slowly
Are you the man I'm meant be?
Suddenly the lights go out
I open up and try to shout
Gasping out my final cry
Is this how I'm meant to die?
Lead me home once again
Let me face this world and then-
I will try to get control
Won't let this feeling take it's toll...
And I feel him, I feel him cry
And I feel him, I feel him cry
What do you want from me?
Take me slowly
Are you the man I'm meant be?
Why can't you see?
We'll both be sorry
If you take this life from me!
I've Changed (Yeah right)I've Changed (Yeah right):I've Changed (Yeah right) in Free Verse More Like This
You know, I tell myself everday,
That I'm going to change - that I'll be different.
'This isn't the same; I'm not the same,' that's what I tell myself...
As I sit in front of the computer, praying time doesn't move.
Coward, you're weak and you'll always be weak! You bloody disgrace...
I pick up some new magazine, get inspired,
'I want to be like that guy,' is what I think to myself.
I give it a try for two or three days - I quit.
Same old shit again...
Making up excuses? It's what you always do, you gutless wonder...
I try to reach out with my hands,
Seeking something, anything that I can find to help myself hold on...
But I don't find it - I just find myself,
Sinking back down into the same black swamp - I'm drowning.
Awww, what's the matter? You gonna cry, you gonna cry?
Yeah, I've hit rock bottom,
And you know what? It feels pretty damn good down here.
Nice, warm, comfortable, familiar.
No pressure, no problems - just like everb
This is for the ReaderThis is for the Reader:This is for the Reader in Free Verse More Like This
With the soft touch of his fingers
The piano begins to play, a heart untouched for so long
Bares its secret melody...
When I first started out I couldn't avoid just bein' cold
My life revolved the things that I was always told
I never knew the warmth of standing up to take a bow
It was not a joy that I would ever-ever be allowed
Through all the days I feared that everything would disappear
You held me up and held me close like I was something dear
I never knew I had a part of me that you would like
I guess that's what you feel when you can't even see the light
So this is the only way, that I can
Properly express my thanks
For everything you've done for me
This my way of thanks
My way of thanks
My way of thanks
I can't remember how many times I said I'd quit the game
It felt like I was hitting blocks and always feeling lame
But then you taught me that no matter what, you were here
You read the worst of my works and put
She's Not Your ToyShe's Not Your Toy:She's Not Your Toy in Free Verse More Like This
Mmm, it's okay sweetie
Just stay quiet
It'll all be over soon...
Creaking springs and quiet eyes
Cold without emotion
The smell of fear is mixed with sweat
Breath like a churning ocean
The waves and tide will push and pull
as water fills the cave
The heart longs to stop itself
when there is nothing left to save
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Jenna
Happy birthday to you...
A shock of pain brings her back to the present
The muscular form above her contracting in the dark
She remembers now that her limbs are pinned
but she would not move them anyway...
Happy birthday sweetheart, you're older now
You've grown up well haven't you...
A single shuddering thrust means that everything has ended
and once again a wet worm is pressed to her lips
The weight lifts from her body, leaving red marks around the wrists
limbs denied blood begin to buzz softly as the silence suffocates
She will not move from here, because i
These Tears Would Come:These Tears Would Come:These Tears Would Come: in Free Verse More Like This
If my tears could tell a story of two -
What would they have to say about you?
Of a boy who spent his whole life seeking
And a girl who found it in the arms of another…
Would they tell us of laughter? Beneath a starlit sky,
Or of harsh words exchanged on bitter nights.
Would they speak of moments, so beautifully captured;
To be enjoyed in memory, like a perfect wine.
Or perhaps they would tell us of an untampered truth:
Of the lonely nights spent longing, for an Eden lost.
Captivated, habituated, to this lonely habit of you;
For her alone, these tears would come.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 31st march 2013
How to Insult PoeticallyOnce I happened upon a callow young lass,How to Insult Poetically in Free Verse More Like This
Who apparently thought that it was cool to be crass.
And she turned her tongue upon the profession of writing;
Apparently she felt that it was in need of a smiting.
Though her raving and ranting made very little sense,
She seemed to be taking a rather harsh stance.
Apparently her pain was too great to be understood,
Far beyond the comprehension of this man from the hood.
So I stood there in swagger, clad in my bling.
While she behaved like 'Moon-Moon', in search of a thing.
She spouted some nonsense, some far fetched line,
About never idolizing the keen writer's mind...
If that is the case, then why ape my technique?
Why submit to several galleries; is your brain on the leak?
You are writing to be seen; you seek attention as I do,
What are we if not performers, is that not true?
Did you believe that you could use your past as a shield?
It counts, I'm afraid, for nothing, I feel;
For you see, I'm a killer, as bold a
Kiss Me.Lips as soft as the petals of a flower.Kiss Me. in Free Verse More Like This
Your taste is always sweet, never sour.
They fit perfectly against mine.
Our tongues always end up intertwined.
I want your warm breath to fill my lungs.
We can't stop once it's begun.
Hold me tight, around my waist.
Hurry up, we have to make haste.
There isn't much time to spare.
Without a kiss, I'll be in despair.
Little GirlSmall girl, at the age of six.Little Girl in Free Verse More Like This
She is no longer innocent.
Raped multiple times, all different men.
No one helps her, she has no friends.
Her family all massacred in front of her.
Leaving her alive for sexual torture.
This poor girl, crying out in the night.
Will no one try to make this right?
Late Night FunA nibble on the ear, a bite on the neck.Late Night Fun in Free Verse More Like This
One night stand, no regrets.
Just lust, no love.
Clothes come off with quick tugs.
Rolling around in the dark.
The end is always the funnest part.
Laying still, when everything is done.
Nothing but some late night fun.
Drinking life awayAnother shot of Patrone.Drinking life away in Free Verse More Like This
Why am I always alone?
Take a shot of Whiskey.
Do you even miss me?
Two shots of Tequila.
Does it matter how I feel?
More shots of Gin.
I'll just put on a fake grin.
One more shot of Brandy.
I'll drink my life away.
Live it upDon't be so shy!Live it up in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Don't try to hide!
Come on, live your life!
You know it's right!
Throw your hand in the air!
You don't need to care!
We can party it up!
It's just your luck!
You have everything in front of you!
It's your life, you choose!
Let's live for the moment!
And never regret it!
Little BoyLittle boy of only eight years old.Little Boy in Free Verse More Like This
He knows nothing but what he's been told.
The age of this child doesn't seem to matter.
The innocence of this young one shattered.
A life stained with blood and death.
He is told only to stop to catch his breath.
He knows nothing but the life of war.
Will no one have mercy on his poor soul?
ConfusedI'm so lost and confused.Confused in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
I feel hated and used.
My head feels like it's spinning.
How could you be winning?
I thought I was the one in the lead.
I thought you were the one who needed me.
Now to find out that I'm addicted to you.
Clinging onto the thought of just us two.
I find myself swallowed by pain.
Theres nothing left to gain.
What's become of me?
Can't you see?
The Good ThingsFloating down an unknown river.The Good Things in Free Verse More Like This
Not knowing where you're going.
Drifting off, not caring.
Remember the words of a friend who is true.
Don't let the river overcome you.
Don't drift so far away you can not return.
And don't let the river become hurtful .
Grab tight to the safe line as your drift down.
Hold onto the good things, so you do not drown.
Old OakI can't take anymore pain.Old Oak in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
All my energy is drained.
My heart is like and old oak.
It's beaten, battered, and broke.
Dying slowly from the time.
Time that I can't call you mine.
So I'll cut down this old oak tree.
I'll carve out my heart from this body.
Never to feel love again.
I'll just be a toy to men.
Burning my heart in the fire of dreams.
Ashes, my memories, make me want to scream.
Burn, burn, you worthless thing.
You only brought me pain.
When this oak was young and new.
It fell in love with you.
But then a storm came and took you away.
You'll never know, but I miss you every day.
This old oak, full of suffering.
This old oak started dying.
Burning down like all the rest.
now it's time for eternal rest.
Thank you, My dear friends.Thank you, my dear friends.Thank you, My dear friends. in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
I know you'll be there till the end.
You stand behind me, and support me.
You make me smile and be happy.
When I'm about to cry and break down.
You're there, always around.
You are there to listen to me.
To help me out of my misery.
the back of your head against my washed pillowcaseI find itthe back of your head against my washed pillowcase in Free Verse More Like This
you are the King
of my own Head
& that I am
by my own
My bones, your
to your insatiable
I find this
rebirths in my
three years of
the wrong gods
you are the best muse
for struggling artists
everywhere & worst
case of the bubonic plague
since the bubonic plague
I find you
in the middle
of any where,
I shot a flock
& ate Adam's
I remain ignor
ant and ignor
ed by you
I find Nothing-
& leave me be.
to throw up on a dream catcherI threw my sighs away whento throw up on a dream catcher in Free Verse More Like This
I threw my sight your way
when you caught my eyes
like a mottephobic butterfly catcher,
so you could throw them in the ocean, where
no matter how many times I throw a line,
I can never catch another fish of the sea:
not because it's unflavored,
but because I'm too allergic
to face your sea
or see your face;
but i would,
if i could...
I'd throw myself into your arms,
but you wouldn't catch that,
since you're too busy catching
Caught at the crime scene -
hands as red as blood spatter
my wish, your disappointment:
I stole your attention,
you stole my affection;
like Karma and Irony,
like Bonnie and Clyde,
like Catcher and Pitcher,
like Déjà Vu and Amnesia.
my baseball heart can only
things: fire; swine flu; lovesickness; rides to hell; fallen stars; the eye of the storm; one-team sports games; a contagious case of fucked if I do, fucked if I don't; and fourteen other curses that smell like you.
pronoun-pronoun. p r o n o u ni want to me youpronoun-pronoun. p r o n o u n in Free Verse More Like This
your my, my yes.
i want to you me
my your, my you.
you want me to
yes your no, my
yours, my mine.
for now, our us
for now, my we
* * *
i want your yours
you want his him;
he too wants you
to want his want.
you leave my me,
he steals my you.
my you, now was
my mine was too.
thoughts when i see your reincarnation on my phoneyou rethoughts when i see your reincarnation on my phone in Free Verse More Like This
to my past
of this boy
i had written
a couple of
a couple of
a couple of
so let me have
so let me have
so let me have
so let me have
to acquiesce oncoming traffic.You are everyone i love;to acquiesce oncoming traffic. in Free Verse More Like This
everyone i hate;
everyone i've never known;
and everyone i never want to.
You are one person;
but you are a thousand.
You are one person;
yet you are the world.
swap expectations for congeniality
and trade me like a fucking dollar.
i have a thousand things to call You,
not one of them Your fucking name.
i'm vomiting my stomach over
conversations we'll never have,
conversations that could kill me,
conversations in my fucking head.
today, i realised Your smile is prettier than mine could ever hope to be.
today, i realised the colour of Your eyes match mine shade for shade.
today, i realised i'd rather be the interceptor than on the goddamn sidelines.
today, i realised never to expect something; i'm always taken advantage of.
this is finding out the hard way
that there never is an easy way.
this is every mistake ever made
yanking my hair from the roots.
today, i realised it hurts to cry with a sore throatbut, nothat won't stop me.
today, i reali
imprison my soul in a nuthouseScene I: Enter Apathy Asylum:imprison my soul in a nuthouse in Free Verse More Like This
"What are you in for, this time?"
This is Joe, one of the regulars.
"Just the usual... my forbidden
fantasies. According to them."
Romance is a disease, after all.
Long distance is a side effect.
(and i've got all the symptoms
of a parakeet in handcuffs)
blame politics we're
in the wrong Cage
in a separate country,
a separate chamber,
a separate cellblock
cooing to canaries,
but being intercepted
by callous crows.
the guards remind you
the featherless can't fly,
and you're too broke to
afford a trip to Canada.
i'd fly northeast for the Summer
to spend a night in your ribCage
(such a perfect fit we would be)
i'd ride on your back, caressing
your wings; change your name
to Pegasus, and pretend you're
by my side instead of inside my
mind. but there i go again, and
"daydreaming is impolite. you
need ten more weeks in solitary
(this is what they call Emergency Treatmen
Van Gogh's Slumber PartyI live in the wombVan Gogh's Slumber Party in Free Verse More Like This
of a wishing well
& swim with genies
in gene pools while
toss copper prayers
in my magic dump
Recycle loose change
& change the loose
screw in the magic
it hovers over me
like a toxic halo.
I am both the slave
& master, bound in
box. Pennies rain:
litter trickles like
My heart sleeps on my sleeve,
but sometimes it gets caught
in my zipper. If that happens
unbuckle my ears & whisper:
sniffing the spotlight - colabscrawling sonnets on a bathroom stall,sniffing the spotlight - colab in Free Verse More Like This
she started smoking to replace the addicitive
kisses with harmless chemicals and cancers.
that was her favorite word,
and with good reason, too.
some kids she knew could fly,
when nobody was looking. others
could hide their face from themselves.
smoking was safer for her;
not the good kind of flying,
but not the bad kind either.
it was the kind of flying
where you know you can't fall.
sometimes, she would seek out
the boy whose words hung in the air,
almost voiceless. "who are you?"
she'd beg of him.
"who am i? girl, you need to know
who YOU are, before asking who I am."
she tried, she really did.
maybe, she just wasn't anyone.
if she was better at speaking without
getting stage fright [from one person]
she might point out that
he loved bones and stars and lust,
and that she was made of all three.
it was opening night
to her biggest gig yet,
the role that would lead
her career to fame--
or rather, shou
i sold my heart to a physicianyou smell like crystal meth overdoses.i sold my heart to a physician in Free Verse More Like This
(not that i know what that smells like)
this is more than your overthecounter
tylenol prescription. you're more than
a prescription (and i hate rhyming but)
you're an addiction, a malediction even.
a subscription to a magazine i wouldn't
read -- just stare at the pretty pictures.
stare at the pictures. become abducted
by jealousy. tear out my eyes. eat them.
tear out my mouth. eat it. realise that's
absurd. not care. care. not care. care.
not care. care not. carry your picture
in my wallet. the one where you're in
nothing but socks and shame. i won't
tell you this is my favourite (because i
lost my mouth to my stomach) but it is
(in my wallet for a reason.
you know how broke i am.
i've spent all my money on
pills i can't ingest. but you
know what? fuck my doctor
and my pharmacist and my
drugdealer. oh wait that's
you, my bad. no
who will you be tomorrow, lovesome days,who will you be tomorrow, love in Free Verse More Like This
you are a curious girl
--the most curious one
in the world, in fact.
on these days,
you would fuck the storm
to deliver me an umbrella
all you want is
for pangaea to reform,
for x to equal y,
for us to be miscible,
and for everyone else
to fuck off
and on these days,
you hate your body
for not being right,
but i fucking love you
in spite of the flaws
you don't really have.
i like the days best,
when you're on my bed
and you want me on yours.
you're more beautiful than ever,
prettier than a fucking rainbow.
but you must realize
how hard that is,
how hard i am,
considering the situations.
hormones and airplanes
and fucking genetics,
we both know how
(just don't care)
maybe our dictionaries clash,
&love means differentlly to us;
LUST to me + LUST to you
=the square root of infinite,
where x can never equal y
no matter how close they are;
how much i mean to you means more to me
than how much i mean to them, you know
and according to hearts, it's fifteen o'
Mirror MirrorMirror mirror on the wall,Mirror Mirror in Free Verse More Like This
Whos the fakest of them all,
Who once shined then fell apart,
Who lost her beauty and her smarts,
Mirror mirror tell me now,
Whos the talk through out the town,
A town so small talk spreads so quick,
So quick to say and full of pricks.
Mirror mirror who am I,
I thought I knew, I really try,
But now I stand before you now,
Feeling lost and never found.
Mirror mirror what do I do,
I try to smile but I feel blue,
Tomorror another Monday reins,
I'll walk the halls and it begins again.
Tainted Thoughts , Tainted WingsIn the begining my thoughts were like feathers,Tainted Thoughts , Tainted Wings in Free Verse More Like This
Sleek smooth and dazzling white,
Like the ones that ride on an angels back,
Full of desire and daring to imagine,
I fell into my dreams heels over head,
I was cautious, smart I deemed,
But no matter what it all seemed perfect,
Then came the suttle things,
They specked my feathers like ash,
The pain and anxiety,
The problems surrounding me in society,
But still there you stood,
My ever green constant and proud,
Never in my wildest dreams could I have thought,
That so easily I would lose you one day,
And my wings fade and ceased their glimmer,
As the oil black took over and killed there shine,
One by one the feathers fell,
Useless and limp,
And I try to reign in my thoughts,
But without you I'm staggering blindly in darnkess,
Looking for the light that leads to you.
The lost HeartHeavy Heart,The lost Heart in Free Verse More Like This
Sink to the bottom,
And hold me stead-fast,
Gasping for air.
I don't know,
What road to take,
In my mind of illusions,
Or how to save myself.
How do I heal you,
My ripped and ragged soul,
Who can I go to,
To pull me from the dark?
I search for escape,
But they all evade me,
Leaving me lonely.
I cannot love you.
I cannot love you.
I cannot love you.
I will not love you.
Who Owns My HeartI gave my heart to you,Who Owns My Heart in Free Verse More Like This
All those years ago,
Then there came a time,
I had to let you go.
Back then seeing you,
Sometimes made me cringe,
But my heart also fluttered,
Against my every whim,
I had loved you for so long,
Ignored and left behind,
But when I finally got a chance,
I couldn't call you mine,
Still I wonder for the truth,
Every day and all the time,
If I every held your heart,
Cause you still own mine.
I wonder when I'll get it back,
Or if I ever will,
Cause these things i'd never admit,
To you I'd never tell,
But I miss you more than anything,
I think I always will,
And as life goes on around me,
Are you happy still?
As Time PassesWe watch time pass,As Time Passes in Free Verse More Like This
Never to return again,
But is it truely such a great distance,
That we cannot reach across time?
We say that life goes on,
People die and are replaced,
Children grow up,
The old tell their stories,
Those stories turn into lessons,
And those lessons shape life.
Lives creats stories,
Each person is a story,
Each story can be told in so many ways,
music, poetry, drawings,
But it just isn't that easy to capture life,
Since life never slows down, and everything changes.
You can try to stop time,
But you will never succeed,
All you can truely do is just be happy,
Try to live out your dreams you dreamt,
Even though not all of them come true,
All of those dreams are what shaped you into you.
A Fool's WishThere are a million words trapped behind my lipsA Fool's Wish in Free Verse More Like This
Dancing on my tongue and crashing against my teeth
Words I could have said, that should still be spoken
Apologies to mend our fragmented souls together
Thoughts that have raced through my mind.
They are the reason I toss and turn in the night
Yet I can't confront you when I can't get you alone
Things such as this have more meaning than a text
A phone call could never do justice to my sincerity
Face to face is the only way to go but you avoid me.
This is to be expected after the things I said
Maybe I'm foolish for wanting to make amends
It may be that too much time has passed for us.
Time doesn't stand still for anyone no matter the reason
We've both changed so very much in this short time
Your heart has frozen and turned to stone
And my mind has left on a journey through the clouds
But still I wish I could speak these words to you....
Shattering LoveI can no longer bring myself to cry,Shattering Love in Free Verse More Like This
A thousand hopeful thoughts crushed in an instant,
What a fool I am to believe this time for sure it'd work,
I do not know why I put myself through this,
Time and time again with you I fall in love,
And time and time again that love is shot down,
You say you wish to not hurt me,
Do you not see the pain you cause,
All that sorrow brought on by a few simple words,
Still I hold out and hope for one more chance,
I still believe despite this we can fix this broken love,
And return to how it once was long ago.
Make A Liar Outta MeYou'll make a liar outta me,Make A Liar Outta Me in Free Verse More Like This
It's something I have learned,
And when I fall in love,
All I'll feel is scorn.
My heart will be twisted,
My soul black and blue,
My head filled up,
With thoughts only of you.
They say love comes with pain,
But thats not the truth,
Love is pain,
Cause it hurts thinking of you.
All through out the day,
Tears fill my eyes,
As I take a step forward,
And try not to cry.
It's gotten a lot better,
This I will admit,
But still my heart hurts,
It feels like a bottomless pit.
Yet despite this for you I still yearn,
And I hope one day,
You can glue back together what you've torn.
If I Told YouIf I told you of my love for you could i have your heart,If I Told You in Free Verse More Like This
And If I told you of my fears would go vanquish the dark,
If I told yo of my sorrows would you hold me as I cried,
And if I told you I was dying would you hold me as I died,
If I told you of my enemies would you banish them to hell,
And if I told you of my pain would your heart swell,
I want to tell you so many things,
I have so much to tell,
But fear holds me back from you,
And this desire burns like hell.
Goodbye My Blue SkyWhere are you hiding in the darkGoodbye My Blue Sky in Free Verse More Like This
So far from my sight leaving me alone,
To search for you in the haze clouding my eyes,
Looking frantically sincee you left so long ago,
I cannot help but start to loose faith,
Each breath is painful as I wonder what to do,
I am lost without your happiness never ending,
You always wanted to please and so fiendly and loving,
But I gave you up and I shall never open my heart again,
I was a fool to think on the other side the grass was green,
Allowing you to go and slip inbetween my fingers,
Watching them take you away fighting my tears,
That day haunts my dreams and waking hours,
My mind thinks and my heart wonders,
As I dream of the never ending search,
Even though I'll never find you, and i don't deserve to.
Bones mend, but tell no lies.You have cataloged your scarsBones mend, but tell no lies. in Free Verse More Like This
like your body is a library-
to be read through &
You think of
all the little boys
whose greedy fingers
You are angry-
cared for you
They left you
on a shelf
to gather dust.
should you ever
A lion among sheep.There are ghosts in my bloodstreamA lion among sheep. in Free Verse More Like This
kissing concrete cells &
the bedroom eyes of nerve endings.
( foreign words
engraved into my marrow, birds in my chest
& wars not yet fought between my hips. )
I've taken myself apart every night
since I learned how to swallow a pen
limb by steady limb.
Passed around by grabby hands,
a sold, & borrowed daughter;
I am a lion among sheep,
drunk on life & ink.
Ways to conquer heartbreakDance with fistfuls of roses, shred their petals one by one and wear their thorns like armor.Ways to conquer heartbreak in Free Verse More Like This
Write your secrets between the folds of paper cranes and tuck them safely between the empty spaces of your castle ribs.
Open your broken heart to hummingbirds, allow them the warmth and shelter of your arms.
Rebel. Tape poetry to your limbs, Cummings and Sandburg and Sexton.
Take a walk outside of your skin for a while, run with wolves.
Extinguish that forest fire that’s been curling too long in your lungs.
Be that lionhearted girl those snobby poets always write about.
Allow that cavern of stars in your throat to speak your truths in uppercase letters, in free verse yet to be proofread.
Write about wars and victory.
Be the hero.
wishbones and flowers I think it’s selfishwishbones and flowers in Free Verse More Like This
how I have compared
every other kiss
( After all-
good things don’t
invite themselves into the lives
of little girls who categorize
their disorders by the scars
on their wrists and who
allow strangers to hang them
from their necks like wishbones. )
But, no one’s hands
have ever staked claim
to this scavenged wasteland
not even my own.
And it’s hard to forget that;
please forgive me.
As you will always
be the one who taught me
that it’s okay to be sad.
It is 9 in the afternoon& I have forgottenIt is 9 in the afternoon in Free Verse More Like This
how to write in poetics-
tongue kissed & gaping like
a siren missing from her sea.
I have been coughing up black
for days. Unable to clean the taste
from my mouth, these broken
typewriter keys sewn into my
fingertips scream something fierce.
They ache with longing
to tell of a story
that left them
for a better high
a story that never deserved
to make a home under the skin,
to crawl breech through an
-& out through the wrists
of young girls much too ripe
to fall from their beds.
I am so damn tired
of looking over railings
& wondering what
it would feel like
It tastes like love.I could speak of her in riddles,It tastes like love. in Free Verse More Like This
in aged, anatomy textbook terminology-
but, I wont.
You see, I cuffed this angel to my bedpost.
I sank my teeth into feathers she wore like a cage
and asked if I was dreaming, because Love,
you're not holding me. If you only knew the you in my head,
every night--tearing with these heavenly fingers
at the cracks in my sanity- you would allow me this!
Her tongue tastes my tears; nails clawing, clawing, clawing-
she takes away my pain,
but she doesn't belong to me either.
"We are but wolves.
Tell me, what does my blood taste like?"
RelapseIt’s like countingRelapse in Free Verse More Like This
along your limbs -
remembering a time
‘just one more’
made you feel better.
- & you’re sitting there
Draco, stuck in limbo
always looks like he’s
Poets have the loneliest hearts.I drink morphinePoets have the loneliest hearts. in Free Verse More Like This
like peach tea;
down 6 pills by morning
just to keep my mind
& I know I can go days
without speaking a word
I want a moon shy girl
with wolves at her back,
bite mark ankles &
a bottle of writer’s tears
tucked under one arm.
I want to be end of the war
kisses bruised into her hipbones;
the epilogue written over her
With these wisteria limbs
February cold, &
these weak lungs
exhaling coralline whispers,
I’ve got a tongue for words
but still have no idea how to love
a universe girl.
Francexreader- Drunk 3FrancexReaderFrancexreader- Drunk 3 in General Fiction More Like This
"None of you fucking business."
He fell to his knees, sobbing like a newborn child.
"PLEASE!! I NEED HER!"
-------Arthur's point of view------
"Piss off." My voice was tight with anger. My fist were clenched and it took all of my will power not to hit him.
Tears leaked out of the corners of his eyes. He glared at me with a ferocity I never thought possible of him.
"You don't understand." His voice was shaking with what sounded like a mixture of anger and sadness.
I scowled, knowing that soon the neighbors would be looking outside, the commotion he was causing was a nuisance.
"Come on in then." I stepped aside to let him in. Francis entered, still glaring at me.
I held up a hand before he could open his mouth.
"I'm not telling you were ______ is."
His face contorted with anger, "WHY?!"
I glared back, "She doesn't want to be the fallback anymore. She's tired of you walking all over her."
2P EnglandxReader Birthday girl2P EnglandxReader Birthday girl in General Fiction More Like This
"Are you sure you want to do this ______?" your best friend Arthur tugged on the hood of his cloak.
"I want an explanation Arthur." You tightened your grip on the plastic container in your hands.
"He's dangerous love."
"I know." You stepped forward, towards the swirling portal. Arthur grimaced. Rolling your eyes, you stepped through the swirling edges of the portal.
For a few moments everything was black. Everything soon came into focus.
You looked around the familiar basement. Well not quite. England's pentagram and rune markings wear no longer there. Just boxes of what looked like rusted cup cake pans.
You made your way through the boxes, staring warily at the stairs. When you reached them you pursed your lips.
The only sound in the house so far had been your footsteps. That really set you on edge.
Quickly running up the stairs you looked around. Still no signs of life.
Ugh. You made a face at
FrancexReader OneshotFrancexReaderFrancexReader Oneshot in General Fiction More Like This
The word your family and friends used to describe you was "Introverted"
You were quiet, disliking large crowds and gatherings. You tried to avoid them at all costs. It wasn't that you were very shy, you just liked being alone.
Of course having two older brothers didn't help. Especially when those said brothers were North and South Italy.
Luckily for you, as the personification of Sicily, you stayed on your island and kept to your self.
Or tried to.
"You've, like avoided dese meeting for like YEARS!" Felix, A.K.A. Poland, was yammering in your ear.
"You know I don't like crowds." You sighed into the phone.
"Girl! How are you ever gunna get laid?"
You turned bright red, "That is the least of my concerns!"
"Uh, huh. Right." You could practically see his face, eyebrow raised, eyes half closed and a cat like smirk.
"But seriously _____. De last meeting you vent to vas like, fifty years ago."
You sighed again, knowing that if you refu
AlliesxYurei!ReaderAlliesxYūrei!ReaderAlliesxYurei!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Fight for life.
Yūrei- Yūrei are a type of Japanese ghost, usually female (though males do exist), traditionally shown as wearing all white with long black hair that hangs in front of their face. They are typically bound to specific places or objects, and often have a mission of vengeance.
------England's point of view-------
"You Fucking Wanker." I grumbled at Alfred's back. Tripping on a tree root, I growled out a curse.
"Not my fault the car broke down." He shot a glare at me, the moonlight glinting off his glasses.
"Guys! Fighting fix nothing!" Yao walked next to me, his mouth full of dumplings. The basket in his arms was piled with more.
"Oui." Francis swatted branches out of his way, shrieking when they tangled in his hair.
I glanced at Ivan. The tall Russian was unfazed by the foliage around us. Of course.
Why were we out in the middle of a bloody forest?
Because Alfred just HAD to ride in that crappy
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This was bad. Very very bad. You bit your bottom lip, wondering what you should do. What could you do? There was no way to prevent it. You could only tell him and hope he wouldn't grow angry.
Sitting down, you looked about the tidy apartment and allowed a small smile grace your lips. It was a nice and cozy home, full of things both you and Francis loved. The smile dropped when you thought of what you had to tell him.
As if your worried thoughts had summoned your fiance, the front door swung open and the tired looking man tromped in. After closing the door and kicking his shoes off, he looked up. A smile that could have lit up the world spread across his face. All exhaustion and weary troubles seemed to lift off him.
He tossed his jacket onto a near by chair and pulled off his throat constricting tie. Walking over to you, he flung himself forward, burying his face in your chest.
"Today 'as been so long wiz out you mo
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You picked up the match box, your hands trembling. Pulling out a match you stared down at the box at your feet.
It was filled to the brim with pictures. Pictures of you laughing, smiling with a man you no longer loved.
You flicked the match against the box, staring for a moment at the flame that appeared. Nudging the box further into the fireplace, you flicked the match in.
The pictures slowly burned, the gray smoke looking as heavy as your heart felt. Well, how it used to feel, now you were numb to emotion.
You lit another match, running the tips of your fingers through the flame.
"Love! I'm home!"
You flicked that match into the fireplace. His voice used to make your spirits lift, have you running for the door.
"Love?" He peeked his head into the living room and grinned sheepishly.
"Sorry I was late again. My job, you know how it is."
You nodded, not bothering to get up. He sat next to you, loosening his tie.
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You dreaded work.
Not because it was boring (Because it was insanely boring. It wasn't because your boss worked everyone to the bone (Mr. Beilschmidt didn't tolerate laziness.)
No, what you were dreading, was the man you shared an office cubical with.
A man whose conversations sent people to sleep and whose strict demeanor made even the toughest of people cringe sometimes.
And a man who was an utter and complete pervert.
What you dreaded when going to work, was having to suffer through another day of sexual harassment.
You entered the small cubical. Setting your bag down, you slid into your seat, the one right next to Arthur's.
"Morning Love." Arthur muttered, eyes on the computer screen. His fingers flew over the computer keys. You muttered a hello, not looking at him. Thank god he was occupied.
A few minutes later, Ludwig came in and slapped a pile of paperwork in front o
AmericaxReader My not-really AmericaxReaderAmericaxReader My not-really in General Fiction More Like This
My not-really Husband
You sighed, flipping another page of the enormous book. As much as you loved history, this was too much. The book was over eight hundred pages long and it went on and on and on!!!
What was worse, it was making one of your favorite time periods sleep inducing.
The said book depicted a blow by blow depiction on Operation Overlord a.k.a D-Day. Every minuet detail was drawn out to great length. Annoying and boring.
Closing it, you leaned back in your chair and sighed again. Maybe a nap wasn't such a bad idea. Tossing the book down, you curled up in the chair, trying to fall asleep.
A few moments later, sleep hit you, sending you into dream world.
"Hey!! Doll face!! Rise and shine!!" A large hand roughly shook your shoulder. You frowned, smoshing your face deeper into your pillow. Who ever was stupid enough to attempt to wake you so early in the morning deserved the beating you were about to dish out.
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Kiku's hands shook as he lifted the worn wooden bucket. The precious sea water within sloshed over the sides, a few drops splattering the scuffed stone beneath his tabi socks.
It wasn't his first time preforming this duty. He had preformed the ritual countless number of times, but each time he had had his fathers critical gaze to steady his hands.
Now, however, he was alone, frightened of messing up, unsure if he would preform it correctly.
If he messed up, it would be on his head and at a terrible price, The secret his entire village strove to protect would be ruined.
Water trickled slowly into the shallow bowl, Kiku watched, barely breathing. It was only after the job had been preformed without any mishaps that he let himself breath freely.
Once home, he found a strange yearning to return to the temple, and the item that lay in the crystal bowl.
He ignored the feeling, as he had done a countless number of time
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You walked into the living room, just as your Husband was gearing up to tell the story you had heard a hundred times.
A story your seven year old son listened to with wide eyes.
"2012 was supposed to be the end of the world. But your daddy survived it!"
You snorted, ruffling your sons blonde hair as you passed. Your husband pouted, his blue eyes going wide behind the frame of his glasses.
"What? You know George likes this story!" Your son nodded furiously, his wide grin showing the gap were he was missing a tooth.
"You'd think he'd get bored of it after a while."
"No, It's Daddy's other stories that are boring."
Alfred pretended to be shocked, flailing his arms about like he had been shot. "SON, how could you!"
He flopped to the side, making George giggle.
Sitting up, he flashed the grin that had made you melt the first time you had met.
"Okay then ______, You pick the story."
You pretended to think, tapping your chin.
Live my life with you todayLive life, let love dyingLive my life with you today in Free Verse More Like This
I'll tell you one thing, I don't wanna
Don't wanna let you go, don't wanna lose out again
On the world and life I now finally gained, don't wanna be the last one standing
Quitting thinking negative, thinking about what's coming tomorrow
Cause time moves fast and live is long, I'll take my chances while I got them
Or now I'll live my life with you girl, you're all I have for now but that's good
Better than before, maybe than tomorrow, but that no longer matters, because I love you
I love you now, and nothing changes that
If time decides to break us up, than sure as hell it won't today
Today I'll live with what I got, I'll touch you, kiss you, and hold you tight
Cause if this life is gonna change, I'll take the best I can tonight
I wanna wake up in your arms, The first and last words to be I love you
Kiss you good morning and good night, for as long as life allows it
Keep you in my arms, protect you, so nothing here can come between us
But that's just now not to
Life is tough on all of usIt's easier when your tough, but it's never easyLife is tough on all of us in Free Verse More Like This
To get trough this world, is always hurting and bleeding
Every day is a challenge, a new day of survival
And while the fittest survive, still everybody is bleeding
You can hide away, behind a mask
Or start smiling, just because the world tells you to
But you can't fool life, and you can't fool me
I know you're hurting in there, almost every day
Life sure is a hard pit to swallow
We may think we're alright, but we're still in battle
Every day is like a new world war, where you are yourself
And the enemy is pretty much, everyone else
Sometimes we have friends, sometimes we have love
They make the rocks we have to carry a little easier to haul
Yet time presses on, while the next day is coming
We move on, never knowing what to face tomorrow
We all got out own tools, we all got our own thoughts
We all got different believes, and we got wars and stuff
But I'll tell you one thing, in the end of the day
Life is tough on all of us..
Words of the worldFight each dayWords of the world in Free Verse More Like This
For what is right
Not for yourself
But for your believes
The thoughts that'll pierce trough the minds of millions
The sound that shall be heard trough time
The light that shall erase the shadows
The believe that will open all hearts
For the lord
And all his mercy
In a better day
On the winds that carry the words of men
On the clouds that raise the dreams of human race
To the sun that shines bright to inspire to all the people
And to the moon that fills the hearts with hope
Fight for all you should
Fight for what you feel
Not for what is real
And so we listen to all the words of the world
To the cries that have been silenced for far to long
To the children who have witnessed so much wrong
To the prayers full with hope and despair for the human race
On to the words spoken in silence that shall be erased
Fight for all he does for you
And against all of the pain
For there is only one enemy
That we all have to face
His lies have doomed lost ones trough the ages
I Have A DreamI have a dream, a dream that's not my ownI Have A Dream in Free Verse More Like This
It's not just my desires, it's my wish for the world
I want a world not filled with hate, a place where every one's the same
Different in a perfect way, in a world far from our reach
I know it is
But just imagine this
Kids playing, men singing
Women laughing, families loving
No bombs exploding, metal glowing
No fear or hate, but finally free
Free from hurt, free from pain
Tell me wouldn't that be great
No longer we'd have to hide
No longer will people die
Die of hunger, die of thirst
Children playing on the streets
We hear the laughs of out children
The joy that their bringing
They way we'd never want them, to ever be afraid
To ever have to hurt, the way we do each day
Without worries they could live, full with hope and with believe
No more money, no more greed, no more chance for us to feud
The Spell Of Your EyesThe Spell Of Your EyesThe Spell Of Your Eyes in Free Verse More Like This
When I look into your eyes
I can see just how you feel
All your thoughts, all your needs
Just appear before me
Your past mistakes I see
And all the things that you have been through
All of it is right there
Looking me in the eye
Those beautiful colored eyes
Shining and sparkling in the moonlight
Your eyes just light up
And the light reflects your soul
I can see it all
From the love you feel for me
To the things that lay heavy on your heart
I can see your soul
When I gaze into your eyes
Time no longer matters
Everything ceases to matter
There's just you and you eyes
Yet sometimes dreams are temporarily covered
The same is when your hair is before your eyes
But I know that you will stroke it away and that what is covered will return
You give me hope, and I know that you will bring my dreams back to life
Cause each time those beautiful eyes return
And I look into them and you look into mine
They make my heart skip a beat like there is no time
And their spell continu
I'll be there..Lord all I wanna do is shine your light, share your love with the worldI'll be there.. in Free Verse More Like This
Cause each day when I walk around, I see so many people
Some with hurt and some in pain, some confused, some work in vane
Some are lost, and some are found, but no matter who they are
I feel love for them
You shine trough me Lord everyday, cause I can feel it now
That I just wanna tell the world, how beautiful you are
But most times they don't wanna know, so I just hold my breath
But I will always let them no, that they will have a friend
Cause I'll be there
Lord you're always there for me, and I'm so glad to know
And Lord I wanna share this to, with every single person
So when in hurt or when in doubt, know that you'll have a friend
Accepting you for who you are, I'll stand there till the end
Like the father does for me
So all you out there that are lost, or simply need a friend
No matter what you're going trough, I'll try to help you best I can
I know I'm just a simple kid, but I can understand
The pain that you
Angels of darknessI know you see me, or can you notAngels of darkness in Free Verse More Like This
I'm right here, over there
Does it matter, you can't hear me
I'm screaming right next to you, but you just don't wanna listen
And so I'm moving on, walking strait
Not knowing where I'm going, on this road, on this empty way
Always keep walking, but I'm in so much pain
But it don't matter, whatever you do or say trust me it won't go away
And now you're hurt, helpless
All alone, in the dark
Screaming out, to the world
The world that took you, chewed you up and spit you right out
It takes everything you have from you, the moment when you realise the truth
That life is no fairytale, that it won't all be alright, and that life can't be good
Knowing.. any happiness that you may ever have had, was just an illusion
That's all it is, broken dreams and cries of fear
A little voice in your soul, screaming 24/7 in silence
With no one to hear you voice, help me it says
But you can't hear it, no one can
It fades away in silence, back to the darkness it goes
The MissionaryThe missionaryThe Missionary in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I wish I could take a trip (for him)
And just go far far away (for a purpose)
Not knowing what I'll find (be ready for it)
Mystery's unsolved, or solved before my eyes (he'll make it happen trough me)
Experience life in all the ways (for later so I'll be ready then)
Thinking about the good old days (even if they still must come)
Instead of dreaming for a better time (I may life it for once, for him)
Just going out and chasing the rime (So I'll have something to do in my time)
Write on my way, so I'll have story's to tell (so I may help the once in need)
Looking forward for the next day, like I never did before (for I always was afraid)
No longer having to be afraid, not knowing what will come (for he looks out for me)
On a journey that will change my life, for the glory of his son (For I can return the favour to him)
No matter whatLove the good, forget the sadNo matter what in Free Verse More Like This
Always move on, but never forget
All the pain and all the tears
But never give in, unto your fears
Always love, but don't forget
That every chance may give regret
But don't let this kick you out of the game
Don't go back and reverse into shame
Do what you can cause 'this' life is short
Live your life for him, and you will have no remorse
But remember what you've been trough, and life trough it all
And never forget, he'll always be there if you fall
To be a birdAs I ride on the cold icy road back home, I see a bird up in the sky.To be a bird in Free Verse More Like This
I wonder what it is like to be a bird. Would I want to be a bird?
At times I wish I was a bird.. not just in the childish sense of being able to fly wherever I wish to go. Not just for the sensation of freedom, but because of it's ignorance. For it's ignorance is beautiful.
A bird is blinded from all the bad and all the hurt in this world. It just flies towards what it sees, clear view in it's eyes, on a quest for it's survival. No complications, no disappointments, never being called a failure, never being different than all the other birds. Never being yelled at, never having it's hard broken, never feeling all alone in this cold hurtful world. It's just an ignorant bird, flapping it's winds across the seasons breeze. Traveling throughout the sky, with nothing but a seemingless endless world in front if him. No obligations to follow, no conscience of right and wrong. No worries to be packed with every single day of
TriumphTriumph in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
triumph for the King
His truth will be acknowledged
all shall be revealed
Live for tomorrow...Someone once told meLive for tomorrow... in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
"Forget yesterday, learn of today and live for tomorrow"
I didn't know what that person meant with that
I didn't know
how I could forget yesterday
when yesterday is full of memories?
I didn't know
how I could learn of today
when today was full of questions?
I didn't know
how I could live for tomorrow
when tomorrow is full of mysteries?
I know what that person meant with that
Now I know
how I should forget yesterday
since yesterday is impossible to change
Now I know
how I should learn of today
since I've experienced a lot
Now I know
how I should live for tomorrow
since tomorrow is like a new begining
Pray for JapanI fightPray for Japan in Free Verse More Like This
I really do
Even though I know it's over
I keep fighting
My family is gone
The only surviving is me and my little sister
And asks where mommy and daddy are
What can I answer?
They are in a better place?
They are with God now?
They are watching over us?
None of the answers are good enough
They will never be good enough
Because nothing can ever explain what has happened
To a little child like my sister
As I watch the ocean from our destroyed house
I can't help but smile sadly
My family and I have always loved the ocean
It feels very ironic now, when my parents have been killed by the massive waves
The ocean is calm
But we all know
It's a monster
Waiting to destroy us again
Destroy us for real
Next time it hits
My sister sleeps so peacefully
She thinks she's safe with me
But she's wrong
Our parents couldn't protect her from the waves
And nor can I
I can only pray
Pray for my parents
Pray for my sister
Pray for all the people who have lost home and famil
A person is never perfect until....."A person is never perfect until you fall in love with them ..."A person is never perfect until..... in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
That's what a friend told me a while ago
I understood what she meant,
but still didn't know just how right she was
I usually fell in love with those stupid guys
who were sure to break my heart
into hundreds of pieces in less than a year
For some reason I fell for what they were - dangerous
but that wasn't really what I wanted or needed
I know that now, thanks to you
You are the opposite to all those guys
You are kind, gentle and sweet
Caring and loving, you've swept me off my feet
Some people have said that they don't understand
how I can love someone like you
You're not good-looking or "Prince Charming"
What they'll never see or understand is that you are,
just not to them, but to me you are
and I wouldn't change a single thing about you
A friend taught me something important a while ago
I understood what she meant,
but not until now do I know exactly how right she was
"A person is never perfect until you f
Red as blood...White as snowRed as blood... in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Blue as the ocean
Green as grass
Red as blood...
as your body changed its color into
as your dead eyes that watches deadly into the sky
as your favourite sweater that you're wearing
as the blood whicch floats from your wound in your arm...
HeavenCalling outHeaven in Emotional More Like This
Calling out for you
Can't you hear me?
Don't you want to hear me?
Please, baby, please
I'm right here, why can't you hear me?
Begging on my knees
Begging on my knees right in front of you
Can't you see me?
Don't you want to see me?
Please, baby, please
I'm right here, why can't you see me?
Touching your cheek
Touching your cheek so softly
Can't you feel me?
Don't you want to feel me?
Please, baby, please
I'm right here, why can't you feel me?
I hear your whispers,
so why can't you hear my whispers to you?
I see your tears,
so why can't you see my tears?
I can feel your touch,
so why can't you feel mine?
Please, baby, please
it's going to be okay
I swear I won't leave your side
All the other things can wait
I'll always be here
right by your side
You kneel down,
and whispering that you love me
You place a single white rose
in front of the grave
and promise the grave you'll always be there
As I try to place my hand on your shoulder
and it just passes through yo
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that doesn't show weakness
That kind of girl
that gets to hear "BITCH!"
being shouted at her
But I'm used to it
I've always been that
kind of girl
that carelessly shout out
what I think
and that gets to hear people
complain about it
But I'm used to it
I've always been that
kind of girl
that loves to laugh
and laughs at everyone and everything
People don't always appreciated that
I'm used to it
my weakness was shown
My voice didn't hold
for me to scream
My laugh was gone
and was replaced with
a blush on my cheeks
I've always been that
kind of girl
that doesn't belive in love
That kind of girl
that doesn't belive
in "happily ever after..."
I was that kind of girl
Not I am
the blushing on my cheeks
have been replaced
with a smile on my lips
You look at me
with so much love in your eyes
that it makes me think
that love can exist
If you just look close
and see what you're missing
What I missed
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Enemies becomes friends
Tears are filling all people's eyes
They blame themselves
They Blame God
and everyone else there is to blame
But truth is
there are no one to blame
It's no one's fault
It just ... happens
And as usual, there's nothing you can do
You cry your eyes out in my arms
while I hush and hug you
Because I have accepted my fate
I have accepted the word
The word people always will use
in the same sentence as my name
And people will look at you with
compassion and sorrow
and say that I didn't have to suffer for long
I'm not afraid
I was never afraid
I know that I won't be able to do all the things
you're going to do, without me
But still, I'll smile today
and I'll smile
only for you
As you put the white roses on my grave
I wish you not to cry
I'm happy now
I was happy before, but I just want you to know
It was never your fault
It was never someone's fault
not even God's
I smile and laugh
and support you while you tell people about me,
even though I
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and then out my window
It's the same kind of view
Tears are flowing down my cheeks
and wet my scared sweater
My body aches
Outside, the sky light up
and with a big explosion
I just see scattered house pieces
What ones was my neighbours' houses
are now ruined, burned in fire
and destroyed by fate
I look at my hands
They're covered in blood
and so is my whole body
When I hear my mother's scream
I know it's our end
A shot and then everything is completely quite
Someone walks in to my room
where I sit
with my sister's dead body in my arms
I look up to face the person
It's a boy in my age
with a gun pointing at me in his hands
I smile at him, a sad smile
A smile that shows that I've given up
that he can do whatever
He swallows hardly
and I know he has trouble breathing
It's never easy to kill someone
But as he pull the trigger
I feel nothing but relief
Soon this hell will end
That alone is a easing thought...
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I could say I love you forever,
but I don't know how long 'forever' lasts
I could say I love you until the day my heart stops beating
but I don't know when that's gonna happen
I could say I love you for my entire life
but I don't know when it will end
I could say I love you for hundred years
but I don't know if that will be enough
because you see;
I'm planning to love you
far longer than forever,
even if my heart has stopped beating,
far longer than my life could ever last
and hundred years could never be enough
to show you
what my love for you really means
so, how can I say I love you forever,
if I know that forever never would be enough?
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we can't see
or might even hear
But it's there
Oh, yes it's there
When you at least
expect it to come
when you think you're safe
Hiding in the shadows
that you don't want it to come
But it will
Oh, yes it will
Your fear makes it stronger
My fear makes it stronger
it has grown to something we can't defeat
And it knows it
Oh, yes it knows it...