BeirutMy beautiful city has turned into a ghost townBeirut in Free Verse More Like This
Buildings look lonely
They just stand there
Hoping to be noticed
I drive around
The air is filled with smoke
The roads look ashamed
They're ashamed of their state
People peer out, hoping to be free
Where's my freedom?
Why would one person want to change our lives?
The city feels lonely
Youngsters that roam its street hide away
Hoping to dance again
Hamra Street screams with anger
Where are you?
South coast of Beirut is naked now
Trying to stand still but failed after the constant rape
The South is lamenting its loss
While bodies convey a new space
The stench of death clouds my mind
I can't look at the dead bodies anymore
My lens tries to focus, while my tears dry away
Anger is my motive now
Where is my beautiful city?
What have they done to you?
Where's our freedom?
I can't seem to find it under this wreck…
I can't find a pulse…
Beirut, my lovely city
The South, a mourning land
Lebanon…tears fall down
The Misreable Queen"oh what a lovely night to dance" she said smilingThe Misreable Queen in General Non-Fiction More Like This
"how can you smile?" he said lighting another cigarette
"I fool myself" she said
"have you decided when to die?" he asked
"when the summer hits the bloom" she said smiling
"The leaves have turned grey" he said
"The birds are still sleeping" she said smiling
"You play the drama" he said throwing his cigarette away
She played with her hair
closed her eyes and sighed
Sang an old tune
played with one of her curls
smiled and opened her eyes
"will you join me?" she asked
"I'ld rather stay alone" he said lighting another cigarette
"I'll ponder around for a while" she said
"I'll join you when you decide to plunge" he said
they argue for a while
He pushes her into the ground
She just smiles
He walks away
She just lies there
Waiting for the sun to die
She stops smiling
stands up and walks away
"I'm the misreable queen
The one who would not stop smiling
The one who lost it all
the one who..."
She finds Him
Grabs his hand
Screams in his ears
Bionic WomanHave you ever seen a Bionic Woman?Bionic Woman in General Non-Fiction More Like This
The way she walks
The way she talks
She moves with a constant blank in her eyes
As if she lost her own soul
She forces a smile
She drags her feet
As long as she's alone
She finds the best answers
She holds the best parties
When the sky is grey
She barely looks at her fingers
Even though she worries about them
She doesn't even glance at strangers
She is oppressed by her own decisions
She constantly contemplates suicide
Her walls are white
Blank! Blank just like her eyes
No sign of life
As if she was never there
A glimpse of her presence
Is all that is remembered
She suffers from the lack of grace
She radiates moments
Moments of laughter
There's a constant buzz in her ears
She tries to ignore it, but fails
A reminder of her failure
She ignores herself again
Another day to wear black
Another day to drown
Yet her posture evolves
No sorrow, no pain, just a constant itch!
She'll walk up to you and say
"I'm a Bionic Woman, I never cry"
MetamorphosisThe art of war conveys itself through bloodMetamorphosis in General Non-Fiction More Like This
A surreal reality of utter madness
I have seen voices transform into creatures
Pores transform into specks of dust
A mother suffocates her child
Death is the constant factor
I have seen theories of hope
Clash through the insanity of reality
The images of horror, as a stench fill up
Slash the wrists of the enemy
I have seen a faded smile
Golden gritted teeth, crunching flesh
Pieces of corpses of beings
Shattered through a street
I have seen a city revolt through time
A city of death, waiting...waiting
Superimposed feelings of numbness
Death is just another word
I have seen guts splattered
A map of dotted intestines
Of sparkling fears...lumps of hate
Mesmerized through stillness
I have felt the rage...crushed feet
The glittery cries...the tainted clothes
Distorted cheeks...disfigured feelings
Cinematography of masses...
I have cuddled eyes that belong
A despotic land...where no one knows
The meaning of a glance...exchanged smiles
One NightOne nightOne Night in Free Verse More Like This
I woke up thinking I had lost my hair
I thought of you
Wanted to hold you
To kiss you
To feel your skin
I missed you
I held my thoughts
My mind had been playing games
It wasn't the alcohol
Or the drugs
It wasn't a depression
Or any stupid form of antidepressant
I tore the wall covers
Cleared my desk
Disposed the nonsense that was surrounding me
I lit all the candles
Hugged the pillows
Did a little pagan dance
I couldn't picture you
I bit my nails in distress
Tried to listen to some music
I even tried to write
I lost you
Memories were too vague
Lost in some kind of trance
Buried deep inside
I went through your clothes
Those that were left
Your scent was gone
I searched the house
No trace of you
Not a single gesture
I counted my eye lashes in despair
You were gone
I was still here
I woke up
SilenceI won't talk anymoreSilence in Free Verse More Like This
I won't say another word
I won't speak
I won't say a thing
Their screams fill my head
My father, my sister, my brother…
My pregnant mother
They just lay there
Their screams fill my ears
I can only hear them speaking
My mother holding me, forcing me to sleep
Mommy, Mommy, why did you leave me Mommy?
Why did you have to sleep?
Mommy, Mommy, answer me!
Mommy, Mommy, don't leave me!
Wake up Mommy, wake up and let's get out
There's light out there
Too dark in here
We can go back home
Daddy, tell Mommy to wake up
Daddy, force her to get out…I won't leave you here
I won't speak again
I will only speak to them, in my head
I won't tell you where they are
I won't tell anyone what happened
Stop staring at me!
I want to stay here with my Mommy
Mommy, Mommy, why did you leave me?
Mommy, Mommy…talk to me, just this time
Just this time…
This last time…
A Protruding BellyI walk inA Protruding Belly in Free Verse More Like This
I smile, looking at different people
I see you
Just sitting there…
You look at me and smile
Nausea fills me
Controls my body
I hate you
I gulp my first drink
Went by so fast
Order the second one
Gone in a second
You look at me and smile
I imagine chocking you
Draining your soul away
I smell your stench
Your disgusting touch
I rub my shoulders, trying to make it go away
I rub my legs
I light a cigarette, watch the fumes going up
You look at me and smile
I imagine stabbing you
I imagine your skull bashing on the floor
I order another drink
Your touch is all over me
Your smell is suffocating me
I get up to leave; my friends force me to stay
I smile politely while my eyes transform
I see red lines and sparks going through
I feel so sick so nauseated
I walk towards the bathroom
I look at the full length mirror
I can still feel your touch
I look at my protruding belly
How many times you laid there
Staring into my eyes
I punch my belly
Nothing, nothing at all
I laugh; laugh so much
L'Aigle NoirYesterday...I was 6L'Aigle Noir in General Non-Fiction More Like This
I pulled her dress to get some attention
She looked at me and smiled
Red lips...black eyes...white dress
She put her brush down
Took a sip from her beer
Lit a cigarette...while Barbara sang in the background
She picked me up
Described the city as a painting
Never being able to settle on one color
Always changing...she laughed...I wondered
She danced to her own music
While fumes filled the room
I was in love with her hair
Never wanted to let go of her dress
She would call me Elle
Tell me never to lose my child's innocence
I would play with paint
Nod my head and giggle
She would talk about fountains
Pebbles that never die
She would smile at strangers
Gaze at happy lovers
She never seemed to be happy
But I felt safe with her
She had a bracelet that glittered in the light
I would play with it
She would laugh at me
Pick me up and do a little dance
On a sunny day
I ran to her
She was sitting on her chair
Drinking a beer
Smoking a cigarette...while Barbara pla
The Blue CoatShe stares out of her window rain fills the empty voidThe Blue Coat in General Fiction More Like This
Her eyes follow a drop of rain as it slides down the glass
She plays with her hair picks out a split-end
I need a hair cut she thinks to herself
It had been a couple of weeks since she left her city
Denounced her life there moved on to a new adventure as shed like to say
She finally got on that plane never thinking of going back it was final
She remembered that night when she decided to leave chills spread through her back
She was a true collector she collected thoughts, stories, peoples lives and many little things that seemed banal to certain individuals these were her treasures
She laughed at the fact that she was in a country whose language was pure gibberish to her she had no friends, and she had only managed to say hello to her concierge an old man in his seventies he reminded her of a gra
Because Of The WarBecause of the war…I diedBecause Of The War in Free Verse More Like This
I lost my sister
She was 6 years old
She had brown hair
She had brown eyes
She always begged to be carried
Thought she would ruin her legs if she ever walked
She loved water and danced in it
She loved to stare into the night
She would laugh and run away
She would tell me we would live forever
We sat in the shelter
Too scared to sleep
She rolled under my arms and sat there
She said she would be safe there
We heard the bombings
That crushing sound
It went pitch black
We could barely breathe anymore
She was looking into my eyes
She knew it was the end
I could only cry, trying to convince her that we will survive
She was smiling
It's okay, we're going to a better place
We can play there and look at the stars
No more sudden sounds
No more blood
No amputated arms or legs
I started to feel sleepy
She was sleepy as well, yet she was still smiling
I smiled back drying my tears
She kissed me and said: I can see stars!
I held her, and breathed my last breath…we
If my love for you were an ani If my Love for You were An animalIf my love for you were an ani in Free Verse More Like This
If my love for you were an animal
it would be one of those non-suicidal lemmings
that follows its pack over a cliff and ends
as a mass of bloody, mangy fur on a pile
of jagged rocks among its own kin.
If my love for you were an animal
it would be a great mountain cat
with long, smashed glass claws that would
dig inwards to my stomach, releasing the dirt
and grime caked within to fester inside my body.
If you are hurt that i compare our love
to matted, filthy and untamed beasts,
then please always remember that in
a world where we are permitted to be together,
I would follow you off of a cliff.
CONSIDERING CONSIDERINGCONSIDERING in Free Verse More Like This
I've seen you see me for a while now
Your eyes say you want me and I look away.
I thought I wanted this boy sitting beside me
But he seems to have lost interest.
He talks to me at such length about nothing
Your eyes say more in five seconds than his mouth lets out in hours.
But don't think I don't notice your mouth
Your lips are full and red and contrast so nicely with your dark curls.
Every time you speak I am held in amazement
So much of what you talk of is what I feel.
You're so like me in so many ways
How did I not notice you before.
But I see you now
And I want you more than I've never wanted anything.
I know if I could j
Ellipses Ellipses(...)Ellipses in Free Verse More Like This
Words we leave out
When we know what to say
Too filled with doubt
To find our own way
We can exchange
Our hellos and goodbyes
But hide from the truth
And covet our lies.
I won't say the words
That you don't want to hear
Lines that we've heard
Piercing our ears.
I dot you and you dot I
But the timing is wrong
Who understands why?
Ellipses must fill
The blanks that we leave
. . . and . . .
↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓
I love you You love me.
OCEANS APART OCEANS APARTOCEANS APART in Free Verse More Like This
It's strange the way that people trust
Or maybe it's just me.
Because I can love someone I barely know
If they believe in honesty.
And there are those who use empty promises
To try to fill my heart.
But my faith in them always wavers
I know they're only playing a part.
Now there's a guy I've never met
Yet he's my closest friend.
He will always be there for me
When my broken heart needs to mend.
It really is the strangest thing
How I have learned to trust.
Because without that elemental key
Love and passion turn to dust.
MOCKINGBIRDS AND DIAMOND RINGS MOCKINGBIRDS AND DIAMOND RINGSMOCKINGBIRDS AND DIAMOND RINGS in Free Verse More Like This
Rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye baby no longer there
Your absence makes life seem so unfair.
Ring around the rosie they all go to bed
Some of them wishing it was they who were dead.
Your mother moves from room to room
Her head held down in constant gloom.
Looking in the dark closet you used to fear
Her face is flooded with ceaseless tears.
The too-busy father you barely knew
Now spends all his time thinking of you.
In the church pews they are now seated
Mourning the life of which you were cheated.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
They are wondering where you are.
This old man, he had seven
They cry and hope there is a heaven.
COMES BACK TO HAUNT YOU COMES BACK TO HAUNT YOUCOMES BACK TO HAUNT YOU in Free Verse More Like This
"You can't live in the past" they say
But some things stay with you forever.
Like the first boy who ever kissed you
And the nervous way he licked his lips.
Like the first crush who held your hand
And the way his palms sweated.
Like the first guy to give you a flower
And the way he broke your heart.
Like the first man who said he loved you
And the way he looked into your soul through your eyes.
As I ressurect the secrets locked in my mind
My heart aches and my lids shut tight over broken eyes.
Forgive and forget, forgive and forget, forgive and forget
Or keep the past buried where it belongs.
So many choices that weren't there a second ago
Let the present erase the hurts of yesterday screams my heart.
Whether I let the past back in or stay in today
One thing is clear to me now.
This time around I'll be honest
With them---and with myself.
IF GRUDGES WERE WISHES IF GRUDGES WERE WISHESIF GRUDGES WERE WISHES in Free Verse More Like This
If grudges were wishes, the kind that come true
I'd have all I want and perhaps you would too.
If grudges were money, I'd be wealthy indeed
But I'd use all my wealth on my own selfish needs.
If grudges were beauty, I'd be oh so fair
But where the hell was I when you needed someone to care.
If grudges were brilliance I'd be very smart
Instead of sitting here hating my unreasonable heart.
You weren't all that bad, as I can now see
I should have forgiven and just let things be.
Our fight seems so stupid when I try to look back
I thought that respect was something you lacked.
In life we weren't friends, but I so wish we'd been
You had a
MISSING WHAT I NEVER KNEW MISSING WHAT I NEVER KNEWMISSING WHAT I NEVER KNEW in Free Verse More Like This
Baby brother I never knew
How do I begin to mourn for you.
You died so very young and small
It seems so pointless, after all.
I try to grieve but I don't know how
I can't understand it even now.
They call it crib death and what a name
It's everyone's fault but no one's to blame.
I think about you all the time
It's taken me years to write these rhymes.
I've heard writing helps, and that's usually true
But nothing heals these misunderstood blues.
I miss you but I don't know why
Some nights I just sit and cry.
Sadness comes and through my tears it flows
Every night I wonder where did you go.
One day I hope to meet you, if I haven't committed to many sins
FALLING INTO A PICTURE FALLING INTO A PICTUREFALLING INTO A PICTURE in Free Verse More Like This
By the day I tell him I love him
But by night I dream of another.
Another with beautiful wavy hair
With locks as dark as onyx.
One who has eyes as deep as a river
That penetrate my every thought.
In my sleep I feel his rough stubble
Rubbing so achingly gentle across my cheek.
And hands that bear calluses from a hard day's work
But are remarkably soft against my skin.
A face so open and honest
Letting me know exactly what he feels.
But in the morning I wake next to this fair haired boy
Longing for the night and the return of my dream lover.
CRUTCHES CRUTCHESCRUTCHES in Free Verse More Like This
I live in a make believe world where nothing is ever real
Maybe it's not healthy, but at least I don't have to feel.
I pretend that I can't hear my heart screaming so very loud
I forget that "I'll love you forever" are words that I once vowed.
I tell myself that I'm ok and everything is fine
I block out the times when I was yours and you were always mine.
People say that fantasy reigns best during sleep
But it's only in the nighttime hours that I know the truth and weep.
It's when my days stretch long that I am the happiest
For while the sun is shining bright, I believe my mirthless jest.
Perhaps I am delusional, but I don't really care
Because leaving this world and facing my pain is something I don't dare.
EpitaphIf my lack is what you grieveEpitaph in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I offer to you this reprieve
Either I was always here
Or else for me you should not fear
MonsterI do not want to tear you open.Monster in Free Verse More Like This
I do not want to drain you dry.
I do not want to suck your marrow.
I do not want to feel you die.
I just need to.
I'm a Zombie Without YouOne day the day will dawnI'm a Zombie Without You in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Upon tides of living dead
And corpses on our lawn
Will each raise their rotting head
And rise and stumble forth
To eat the brains of Earth.
And you, my heart and soul
My sweet love and paramour
Will help me barricade
All the windows and the door,
Get the shotguns loaded
So heads can be exploded
Well shoot them with rockets.
As they trudge on fetid feet
Theyll stare with empty sockets
As they search for meat to eat.
Well kill all that we can
While living off of spam.
And when the zombies come
And there's nowhere left to hide
And nowhere left to run
I know youll be at my side
With M-16 in hand
To make our final stand
Semper FiI've painted you quite roughly dearSemper Fi in Free Verse More Like This
But never fear
I'm here to clarify
So help me die
A little longer
Snake OilCome and see the NEW institution!Snake Oil in Free Verse More Like This
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It's the PEAK of man's evolution!
It offers us ALL the solution!
Now YOU who DESERVE restitution,
so long in your cold disillusion,
can CAST OFF your irresolution
and thoughts of your soul's prostitution!
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For moral or thought destitution
with this MARVELOUS new substitution
for what lacks in your constitution
since the advent of God's execution.
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TristramYou came into my city's walls,Tristram in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And shone despite your wounded state,
And soon you echoed through my halls,
And offered me the hand of fate.
You told me of your foreign lands,
And tugged me gently toward their shore.
Pulled me past the burning sands
Into the thirsty ocean's roar.
And so we sailed towards glooming night,
Star-eyed and dreaming, hearts entwined
Each drunken in the others sight,
Each full of hopes and danger blind.
And now the dark has finally come
But left us with the quiet stars.
No more the heat of glowing sun,
But silvered beauty now is ours.
Which softly sings of coming dawn,
And greater things than light soaked noon
And whispers why all hearts are drawn
To dance beneath the fickle moon
So once again I raise the flask
And knowing, drink the lover's brew
And toast to what my love would ask
And give my will to cleave to you.
The Waking WillowWillow trees that dream at duskThe Waking Willow in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Perched beside the rivers brink
May hang their heavy branches down
Resting where the shadows slink.
Weary from the wearing world
But born to bare it, though they sink
Into the mire round their roots
And still, with thirst they deeply drink
From waters formed pon mountains high
And droplets formed from weeping skies
That watch below the whole earth die
Swallowed softly in its lies.
Just like the mire round the roots,
From which a willow tree must rise,
Mans world spreads forth its hungry hive
To eat all it can hypnotize.
And so the weeping willow cries
And bends in sorrow to the brink
Limbs shaking with the silent sighs
Grief growing from the soils stink
And sees reflected in the stream
Its rippling form held in the light
That seems to whisper of a dream
We waking walk through till the night.
When bleary sun will rest its eye
And darkness fall upon us all
Then we can look up to the sky
And hear the silver clarion call
Within Your LinesThis is the seed, the catalyst:Within Your Lines in Free Verse More Like This
The dawning of a thought that's kissed
The source of all creation.
The mouth of insperation
And now that we have found it
We can never quit
How will we fill this stage
With ecstasy and rage
With naught but songs
We'll trap the wrongs
To wrought our will
To hold them still
What, herein, shall we create
Within this world of hate
Devil's BrewBlack and foul,Devil's Brew in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With steaming taint,
The liquid in my mug
Offends me much.
It's taste is such
It brings to mind a slug
Whose slimy trail
Does now entail
To gather at my lips.
It makes me ill,
This swirling swill
I drink with grueling sips,
This fetid funk
This juice of skunk
That doth insult my tongue.
A troll's pit sweat
Or closer yet
The essence of dog dung
Or toxic waste
Would better taste
Than this revolting brew,
And yet, alas,
I'm such an ass.
To go without won't do.
Me and Death- Part 2Mckay: Hungry?Me and Death- Part 2 in General Fiction More Like This
Death: I'm a fat kid, I'm always hungry.
Mckay: Hey, Don't you owe me a dinner?
Mckay: Yea dude, I went and got you Armandos last week when you were high as shit and didn't want to stop playing GTA IV.
Death: Ahh yea, well alrighty then.
We got in his truck and went on our way. He always drives and I always don't. I guess because I go pretty slow, meaning the speed limit, and that's not really in his best interest. We didn't say a word to each other on the way there, which is the way we are a lot of times. I think it's one of the reasons he's my best friend.
We arrived and proceeded to the Mexican burrito assembly line
Mckay: Extra rice please
Death: Do you always get extra rice?
Mckay: Yes sir, otherwise they give the minimum they are supposed to give. I will have none of it.&
Mr. Sick - Chapter 6Hello friend, I'm sorry for the delay but I had some business to attend to. I'm sure you missed me more then I missed you, but don't worry, that's perfectly normal.Mr. Sick - Chapter 6 in General Fiction More Like This
Anyways, where did we leave off? Ahhhh yes yes yes, I believe I told you some odd sorts about me, and was to go into the details of my dealings with Sir Tanly`safe. As it turns out, Mrs. Hopeful is not such a good whore after all, and has made a bit of a mess out of what otherwise should have been clean and cut and simple, and a lot of other words that mean easy.
According to her....
Another woman our target has invested in, a Mrs. Conception I am told.
She said that it was love...
And I told her she was wrong.
A problem is what it is. And I solve problems very well.
So tonight I will.
You can add another murder to the total. You can add another notch to the belt. Because I already can't wait till the sun sets, for tonight the darkness is my dagger.
The shadows are my security...
I'll put on my coat and hat a
Mrs. Hopeful - Chapter 3Oh no don't sleep with them.Mrs. Hopeful - Chapter 3 in General Fiction More Like This
It gets you no where dear, it'll get you no where.
Interested is a word the dictionary can't even figure out.
Take it to your grave and I'll meet you there.
Because they don't know left from down or up from right, and it's none of your business to show them. You're that innocent, mischievous, truthful and willing to break the rules kinda girl. Wholesome and naughty in one little cute package. They would cheat on their wifes at a moments notice if you wanted them to.
Set them up.
And watch them squirm.
Because right across the street they get what they think they need.
Pretty girl's on the rise
Lovely dress on her body
Mascara for eyes
And she's set for tonight
Pretty bruised on her thighs
Because they all know her body
Mascara for guys
And they're set for tonight
Let's avoid being a whore shall we?
So don't you sleep with them.
Because it gets you no where d
Ghost RiderI'm standing on a top of my car.Ghost Rider in General Non-Fiction More Like This
It's parked in the middle of the street, and the lights are off.
Another car passes me and drives about a minute up the street.
It swerves to the other side, on some sort of suicide crash mission, then U-turns with the kind of precision you only see in the movies. U-turns with the kind of precision I wish I could try, but am to much of a pussy and I will always go the speed limit.
Even when I'm driving in the desert. Which is where I'm located right now. On top of my car, with a camera, and with another car driving straight at me.
It's somewhere around 4 am. And I decided to get lost on purpose. I'm not sure why really. I had nothing much to do and felt like taking a picture of something. I think Barbossa summed up my intentions best when he said Aye, we're good and lost now. For sure you have to be lost in order to find place what can't be found, elseways, everyone would know where it is.
Sometimes thats the attitude I like to take when lo
Mr. Sick - IN PROGRESS part 1Mr. Sick - Chapter 1Mr. Sick - IN PROGRESS part 1 in General Fiction More Like This
I love to sneeze, and yes, you are reading that correctly my friend. It's one of the only times my whole body knows exactly what it wants. It's comparable to having an orgasm I'd say. Yes.....yes, I can't think of anything else that makes me smile wider then my face would like, other then an orgasm and a sneeze. In some fashion I do believe I look forward to falling ill, and maybe once or twice I've been known to seek it out.
Mrs. Hopeful says I should just sniff some pepper, or maybe bring a feather to my nose. I told her that's just like masturbation instead of sex with her, and I wouldn't hear any of it. You have to be in the moment, and it has to be as true as tomorrow's a day away. Only then can one, if willing, appreciate something that makes you feel so nice in the midst of such a horrible situation. I can't blame her for attempting some good advice in my direction though, she's in love with me, and as much as I am not in love with her, it d
Hello HappinessHello Happiness!Hello Happiness in General Fiction More Like This
Hey there! Haven't seen you in awhile, how you doing?
Pretty good, what have you been up to?
Oh you know, pretending to exist.
Ahhhh I see....doesn't that get old after awhile?
Not really to be honest, me and Love have always found it amusing.
Love? What happened to your old friend Wealth?
You know....Wealth seemed real cool at first, but ended up being kind of a sell out...It's sort of upsetting to think about.
Yea....now that I recall, Wealth did always jump around from group to group trying to please everyone. I never got why they all liked him so much...
Beats me...I got tired of him thinking he was all that. He was always trying to tell me what I should be doing. I just like to do what I like to do without worrying about what everyone else does.
Oh well..I wouldn't put to much thought into it, it's pretty much a waste of time.
I'm not.... I could care less if I even see him again if you want to know the truth.
Haha... yea I don't blame you. Hey! You know I thought
Sir Tanly'Safe - Chapter 3...They won't be able to see me, I'm sure I'm sitting far enough away. Why is she here with him? She didn't mention anything about meeting someone. She'll think I'm here out of jealousy. I just wanted to surprise her. I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick I feel sick. Order. This lady wants my order. I don't want anything. Coffee. I'll have coffee. I don't even drink Coffee. They talk like they know each other well. Were they lovers. Are they still lovers? He hasn't touched her though, she always likes when I touch her. That's good. I guess that's good isn't it. I don't know what's going on. I shouldn't of come here. She'll think I came out of jealousy. I trust you though I swear I do...Sir Tanly'Safe - Chapter 3 in General Fiction More Like This
...They all sneak a moment from their conversation to look at her. I like watching them stare maybe more then I like staring myself. Mrs. Conception is mine and only mine my friends, mine and only m
Mrs. Hopeful - Chapter 4I doubt that he could look at me the way he looks at herMrs. Hopeful - Chapter 4 in General Fiction More Like This
And I fall apart from every word that's leaving me unsure
She's got him by the chest
And if she wants, his feet will never touch the ground
I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do...
He whispers in the sweetest way I wish I didn't hear
And smiles when she kisses deep and never stops for air
She's got him by the chest
And if she wants, he'll fall the lovers fall
I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do...
I thought this would be easy...silly girl. I break trust for a living, not hearts. If someones going to cry, it's going to be over me, not some other thing, not some other woman. Although it is amusing to watch how stupid that man is around her.
And am I to wreck that?
It's surprising I even struggle with whether to care or not, and wish this could be easier because my eyes miss being dry. I'm sure I'll look back on this occasion with risibility, and a sense of humor at how absurd I was to set asid
Mr. Sick- Chapter 3I have more scares on my body then anyone you'll ever meet. I wish I could say they were of a more impressive nature, received in a war or in the midst of battle. Unfortunately I am not an honorable man, and if you were to ever see an honorable fight, rest assured I wold not be involved or available for immediate conversation. No sir, my many pathetic scars come from picking my scabs, and doing so with daft repetition until they forever leave their mark upon my skin.Mr. Sick- Chapter 3 in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Slowly they heal, and slowly I pull them off again, with bloody fingernails and amusement in my eyes from watching the re-opened cuts try to clot and coagulate. And I do allow them to recover, because tomorrow they will provide opportunity once again, a chance to indulge in a somewhat unhealthy practice I will confess, but an unhealthy practice I appreciate and savor. I like to think that it gives me some character, but I guess I am lacking in character so much that I will conceive any reason to prove otherwise. The funny
Mr. Sick - Chapter 7I'm usually very cautious about the weapon I choose for killing someone. I like it to be as random as possible really, preferably of course, and not because I'm scared that repetition is a weakness. I just think it's more appealing when I don't know how I'm going to help them die, and I guess it's more comfortable that way as well. Though it's all in good fun you must know, we entertain in the strangest ways, for ourselves and heavens sake, and sometimes hell as well. You may think it difficult to always find something useful on such short notice, but you would be surprised how much everything resembles a murder weapon...Mr. Sick - Chapter 7 in General Fiction More Like This
At least to me..
I guess it started slowly when I was younger, maybe only when I really needed one that day. I always remember thinking to myself how odd it was that I found exactly what I wanted exactly when I wanted it. Good job old friend and so you know, you hardly have the capacity to disappoint. I've never considered it a talent though. It's just the way I think
Kill What HurtsI reach,Kill What Hurts in Free Verse More Like This
For one of the bottles,
Something inside me,
Tells me to stop,
That what Im doing,
That I cant do it anymore.
That I am killing myself.
I reach anyway,
Grip the bottle.
Bring it to my lips
And take it long,
It burns my mouth,
Throat and stomach.
For the briefest moment,
I feel complete.
The pain I carry,
I feel comfortable,
At rest, confident,
i feel good.
Damnit I felt good!
Leave as quickly,
As they had came.
I want them back,
Ill do anything.
I take another bottle,
It doesnt work.
Bottle after bottle,
Instead of feeling better,
I increasingly feel worse.
My only option is,
To try and kill.
Kill what hurts,
Take My SoulTake my soul,Take My Soul in Free Verse More Like This
Make me feel alive.
I dont like being dead anymore.
I want to feel emotion,
Instead of pretending I do.
Make me feel.
Through and through,
There isnt anything here.
I try to stay safe and warm,
But it isnt working.
Want to be NumbI have a muderous rage,Want to be Numb in Free Verse More Like This
And I need to kill.
Kill my heart,
Kill my mind,
Brings the stench of,
Hell and death.
Brings and urge for more.
Im killing now,
Quickly and effiecently.
But not quickly enough.
The Gift of Euphoriathe feeling,The Gift of Euphoria in Free Verse More Like This
That you give me,
Is absolutly undescribable.
Its like complete,
You give me,
In everyway possible.
I have never been so happy,
In my life.
There is no minute,
That I dont think,
I dont want to think,
Of a life,
Problem AddictI can not live,Problem Addict in Free Verse More Like This
But I can,
No I cant,
Yes You Can!!
Its a constant controversy,
In my mind.
I know I can,
But I cant,
But I know I can,
Its just an addiction,
I can over come it,
First I started,
Because I was curious,
And if I blacked out,
Then Id forget.
After a while,
I did it,
Because I felt the need to.
It took over my life,
The way I looked at it,
The way I felt about it,
It changed everything.
It has me,
In the palm of its hand,
Just to get it.
Im so low,
I've degrated myslef,
Because of it,
Just to get it.
Want to Take the Pain AwayYou are in so much pain,Want to Take the Pain Away in Free Verse More Like This
I wish I could take,
But I cannot.
Even if I could,
You are much too distant,
Physically and mentally.
I wish you were here,
So I could hold you,
Take your sorrow,
You didnt have to feel,
Id do anything,
Your my everything,
There was no more,
Sorrow, Loneliness or Emptiness.
I only want happiness for you.
Beaten HeartI bear,Beaten Heart in Free Verse More Like This
A heart beaten,
And in pain.
The cracks if my heart,
Have been filled,
With the love of another.
Its the only thing,
Keeping me going.
If it werent for you,
Id be gone.
Kind EyesYour eyes,Kind Eyes in Free Verse More Like This
Are soft and beautiful.
They are the kindest,
I wish i could keep them,
I want to have you,
By my side forever,
Until my death.
Never leave me.
I couldn't be able to take it.
It would be the saddest of days.
Painful MemoriesMy memories,Painful Memories in Free Verse More Like This
Are sharp like,
They stab me,
Over and over.
Killing the spirit within.
I cant leave them.
They just keep returning,
I do not want them
Forever LastingI have a love,Forever Lasting in Free Verse More Like This
That will not be broken.
A forever lasting romance.
I have never known.
But now that I know it,
I dont ever want it to go.
I hope he loves me,
Just as much.
His sweet kisses,
Are what I live for.
Are the only comfort,
I will ever have.
When Im upset,
He is there.
When Im happy,
He is the reason.
I cant see life without him.
I dont know what,
Id ever do,
The Ignorant Christian TheoremBefore I get into this, I am going to say that denouncing a religion is one of the most pompous things one can do, and that debating it is as pointless as finding an honest man amongst politicians.The Ignorant Christian Theorem in Philosophical More Like This
With that said, let's continue with my pompous, pointless rant.
Recently, I have stumbled upon many many people, over various websites, who spew forth this creationist Christian theology. A half baked, barely logical theology claiming the Universe is but 6000 years old, and that the power of God created all the wonders in it in that span of time.
If you are a creationist, please hang yourself. I have respect for people who have a healthy theology, a theology that can make some sense, and in other areas where it may not, have some sort of faith. I know people like this, and they are logical and decent people. Then there are these assholes who make museums portraying people riding dinosaurs to try to prove their idea that man one walked with dinosaurs, regardless of the proof that carbon datin
Time and how it is perceivedMost people view time on a time scale, normally one that would move from left to right. Like so.Time and how it is perceived in Philosophical More Like This
But time is really not so simple. Our minds cannot really perceive time in it's true form, so we make a medium to recognize it. That is why we have a time line.
Time is really just a dot, rather than a line. A dot that is always changing, it is never, in any one instance, the same.
As you can see, this picture is split up into four quadrants. The first is at 11 O'clock, 1 minute and 0 seconds.
The second quadrant is at 11 O'clock, 1 minute and 1 second, and you can see how the circle is both different in shape, size, color, and location.
Thirdly we are at 11 hours, 1 minute, 1 second, and 1 millisecond. Just to show you that time doesn't wait for our constructed "second" to change. It is always changing.
Quadrant 4 just elaborates even more-so on the quantum le
Plutonians v.s. AristotiliansIn the days when philosophers were highly respected, in a time when the Greek empire was vast and still expanding, in a time when people believe in the Gods and Goddesses, there were two philosophers amongst the crowd.Plutonians v.s. Aristotilians in Philosophical More Like This
A man by the name of Plato, and another by the name of Aristotle.
Plato, like mostly every other philosopher, was highly influenced by Socrates and his contributions to the consciousness of mankind. Plato made a chart of sorts, explaining the we are all people split into three parts. In his dialog, Phaedrus, he used a chariot allegory to describe the human soul. This was split into three sections. There was, in a basic sense, Soul, Body, and Desire. Our soul, also known as our mind, was our rationality and logic, our Body dictated our need to eat and to breathe, and our Desire dictated our needs as people, like sex, and enjoyment. He believed that every single thing, like a table for instance, was a representation of a higher form. A higher form of the table. The table i
The free and the tallIn this fast paced worldThe free and the tall in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
we yearn to be free
and our lives yet unfurl
but our habits snare thee
with our thoughts so secure
under a system, impure
our freedom comes as a falsity as our enslavement endures
up in their towers
the slave masters cower
afraid to share with us our rightful and humans
and in our delusions
we find peaceful seclusion
but ignorance isn't bliss in a world this inhuman
Our leaders are puppets
while sounding their trumpets
a big flashy show to make us feel in control
yet our lives are still ran
without second glance
and their profits are top while our lives take the toll
But what does one do?
When they open their eyes
when they see that their power as self is so small
but when we are united
instead of divided
forever will we stand the free and the tall
Music and Opinions.Music is, just like all art, entirely subjective. Labels should be used loosely instead of the be all end all tag to describe a certain band or artist.Music and Opinions. in General Non-Fiction More Like This
In the metal genre, there are something like 20 or more sub genres. I greatly despise this because it takes away what makes music matter. It's about listening to something you think sounds good. Not everyone will agree on what they like in music, and not everyone will agree that a band is grindcore, or hardcore, or thrash, or what have you. It is all meaningless. I know people who would argue that a band is this and not that, and I just think to myself, "Who the fuck cares?" This doesn't just apply to metal though, this applies to a lot of music. I don't even know why we have a need to generalize music.
One would say "because we need to label everything," or that "because some people are too stupid to realize that there are more similarities than differences." Some people perpetuate these ideas through many different mediums. Too many a
Holier Than Who?I have met, in my opinion, way too many people who refuse to accept new ideas into their life and belief system. Too many people, also, who think critically about any part of their life outside of the material few things that through which they can achieve social acceptance, be it money, status, fame, etc.Holier Than Who? in Philosophical More Like This
I know too many religious people who tell me that I don't know what I am talking about. A few, even, who tell me I am a blasphemer for not accepting their Lord, Jesus the Christ, as my Lord. I don't even personally believe the bro ever existed. Can they not respect my standpoint in these issues? I have never gone to anyone of a different faith and told them, in person, that they are damned for believing what they do. Yet, I have people who look down on me for believing that the cosmos and everything in it are one, and in that, our overall being is the true creator and creation.
They believe in miracles and a man who died for our sins, and a man in the clouds, so to speak, who sees ev
YouA dance with emotionYou in Free Verse More Like This
A glass full of joy
When I look at you
The world seems to slow
How your lips move the certain way they do
How your eyes glisten the certain way they do
Apart from the rest and yourself you have always been
Never one to conform to the popular trend
And that is what I oh so love about you
How you aren't afraid to be you
How you don't care what anyone else thinks
Because in the end, what matters is what YOU think
And that makes me think worlds of you
You, this person of immense inspiration
A person who makes me feel like I can do anything
But you aren't a super hero
You are you, and I would ask for you no other way
For, were you any different, you wouldn't be you
And you without being you is no good
For in my eyes, there is only you
And without you, there is no me.
Beauty in BaroqueIn the darknessBeauty in Baroque in Free Verse More Like This
A love so dark
But oh love bequeath me
This feeling I have longed after for so long
Raven saturated locks ebbing and flowing with the wind
Starlight betraying the true nature of your beautiful hair
However raven like in the dark, but ever radiant in the day
A spring day
Lazily wandering through daisies, I watch you from afar
You know I am there, but you wait for me to make my move
And wasn't it you, love, who told me to make the first move?
The one who told me I was the one who had to engage you
Tell you how I feel
How the beauty of nature compliments your pretty face
And Lo! how you shine in such light
The moon's light cannot hold grace unto you
The sun's brightness cannot outshine your eyes
And oh those eyes.
How those gems gleam so radiant and with such love
The love I wish to feel, if you will only let me near
Past times have left me scarred
But your glow heals all wounds and keeps the demons at bay
If I only was as close as the wind upon your hai
CosmosisWe are the galaxies for which uniform life createdCosmosis in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
unabashed and unbiased through nature we thrive
our ancestry lost through spoken word we live
and oaken throne for all to sit
we stare up into skies and wonder
if wonders were told so eloquently as such
and as ours so beautiful, matching us in the sky
and in the dimensions behind space we search
The being there sits, waits for our contact
knowing one day we will break through
speaking in a universal language
but yet one so eerie to the ear
A step beyond the horizon the colors mend
a glance beyond even horizon where light bends
a pull so great and a mind so clear
Light minstrels dance in a sky so dear
Any yet, where is this one to whom we seek?
Ever eluding and free of form
or free of being, we persuade ourselves
but still we search for him in a never ending crusade.
A circus of light cascades an auroral curtain
against benevolent rays of light bending the nature of sand
and exploding into a super nova of pure awesome power
HomecomingFor thousands of years, we've lived on this sphereHomecoming in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
We have live and loved, and spread hate and fear
But who here knows where life first derived
Could it be that our ancestry is inscribed
In ancient ruins and buildings and wonders
Whose riches and secrets our scientists plunder
Is it so possible that a long time ago
Space goers from another world bestowed
Everyone here with a heritage unknown
But by looking to the stars we can see where they've flown
Perhaps it is imagination that drives us
Or an essence of truth that we arrive thus
With these theories and ideas they must have been once imagined
Or based on truth of things that did happen
In the end it is all speculation
Of an idea as old as time
So fuck this bullshit with me trying to rhyme
Because if and when a planet arrives in our horizon
I will glance at it, in awe of it's glory and splendor
And if by chance, it contains some aspect of our ancestry
I look forward to finding out
Or maybe I am entertaining stupid crazy ideas
But at l
Dying AngelDying Angel in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
1 Her room was painted black,
2 to match her aching heart.
3 Her mind raced with unreason,
4 chasing her back to the start.
5 Her emotions her only companion,
6 A mask behind which she could hide.
7 The world so fake and shallow,
8 so cold on the inside.
9 Eyelashes blew like curtains in the wind,
10 Tears like stars in the night sky.
11 Silently she wiped her face
12 and dried her running eyes.
13 Sitting at home with the lights on dim,
14 Thoughts flying through her mind.
15 This puzzle just won't fit
16 There's pieces left to find.
17 Her heart shattered into pieces,
18 so little and so broken.
19 The most hurtful words of all,
20 were the ones that
They killed meThey killed me in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I don't think that I can take,
the laughter and the names.
The little things they say to me,
their twisted fun and games.
I don't think that I can live,
any longer in this life.
The little things they do to me,
make me crave a knife.
I don't think I can tell them,
to just leave me alone.
The little ways they've hurt me,
have slowly grown and grown.
I don't think I can tell my mum,
the pain I'm going through.
The biggest way they've hurt me,
is taking me from you.
Razor razorRazor razor in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Razor razor where are you?
Without you here what shall I do?
Razor razor come out to play,
I need you now like yesterday.
Razor razor come to mummy,
cut my arm, my leg, my tummy.
Razor razor hide from dad,
if he found you here he'd be so sad.
Razor razor draw some blood,
make me suffer like I should.
Razor razor make me cry,
I like the pain I don't know why.
Razor razor you're my only friend,
hurt me, break me, bruise and bend.
Razor razor I love you,
kill me now if you love me too.
HurtHurt in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Hurt and betrayed,
that's how I feel.
I can't handle it,
this pain is too real.
Hurt and upset,
the story of my life.
involving the knife.
Hurt and angry,
What happened to the love?
I thought she was a great friend,
sent to me from above.
Hurt and alone now,
sitting by myself.
My heart it has been ripped out,
and placed upon the shelf.
Hurt and empty,
my heart's been ripped apart.
I should of seen it coming though,
should of seen it from the start.
My angel from aboveMy angel from above in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I looked into the mirror and saw you standing next to me,
but when I turned to find you, you weren't there like you were meant to be.
Maybe I imagined it? You weren't really there at all,
then I remembered, you're gone and I fall.
I remembered all the happy times, the angry and the sad,
we may of argued sometimes, but our friendship wasn't bad.
Infact it was amazing, we were so great together,
but now I know all I have are memories forever.
I will never forget you, your scent or your glow,
I loved you then, I loved you now, I just wanted you to know.
I hope that you can hear me, I'm sat upon your grave,
I hope you see me crying I hope you see me wave.
I hope you see me smiling when thinking back to you,
I know you're gone, to not return and there's nothing I can do.
It doesn't stop me missing, everything I love,
but I know that you are watching me, my angel from above.
If you can hear me now I hope that you know,
I'll keep you here within my heart, I'm never letting go.
I hope they are happy...I hope they are happy... in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
In the dark all alone there lay a boy,
crying in bed with his favourite toy.
The bullies at school had messed up his head,
the only safe place was curled up in bed.
They called him names and took his things,
mental torture and the pain it brings.
He slits his wrists and cries red tears,
thoughts of school are filled with fears.
He cries to his mother who tells the school,
next day he lies in a crimson pool.
Crying every night and wishing he were dead.
Suicide thoughts, surging through his head.
Next morning his mum, comes into his room,
unaware of the horror she'll find out soon.
She sees him there, all cosy in bed.
She is unaware that her son is dead.
She calls his name and turns on the light,
screaming outloud in horror and fright.
Blood lies on the sheets of this innocent boy,
lying there helpless, clutching his toy.
His mum breaks down and is flooded with tears.
A mother's worst nightmare, all of her fears.
I hope they are happy..
I hope they are happy ..
I HOPE THEY ARE HAPPY .
Pain Prone PrincessPain Prone Princess in Free Verse More Like This
Pain prone princess,
cries and cries.
she's the one.
Pain prone princess,
voice in her head.
Pain prone princess,
A crown of thorns,
a deadly throne.
Sincerely meSincerely me in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
you've hurt me bad.
You've made me cry
and feel so sad.
You've hurt me physically,
and mentally too.
When I look in the mirror,
I'm reminded of you.
My memories come back,
and so does the pain.
And I'm back there with you,
again and again.
I'm doing quite well.
From the smile on my face,
I'm sure you can tell.
I hope you hear me laughing,
and know that I feel good.
Forgetting all about you,
like I want to and I should.
I know that it pains you,
when you see me smile.
But my happiness stays,
only for a while.
you're etched on my brain.
You're driving me crazy,
and I'm going insane.
I remember I loved you,
the day I was born.
But from the torture you brought me,
the love there has worn.
I just want you to know,
I hate you! I hate you!
And I want you to go.
and the pain you gave free.
I hate you.
Another oneAnother one in Free Verse More Like This
L ove you.
O h, really?
V ery much so.
E very day.
Y ou are me.
O h, really?
U ntil the end.
B ut this is it.
U nder my skin.
T earing to break in.
H ate you.
A h, is that so?
T rue, it is.
Y ou make me sick.
O h, really?
U ntil the end.
Girl in the cornerGirl in the corner in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The girl in the corner,
sits there alone.
Every day I watch her,
and a love for her has grown.
Every day I want to go over,
so she has a friend
The girl in the corner,
I cannot pretend.
The girl in the corner,
cries every day.
Every day I watch her,
and I let it be this way.
Every day I see her,
crying her glistening tears.
The girl in the corner,
is filled with hopeless fears.
The girl in the corner,
she is my best friend.
Every day I sit with her,
a hand for her to lend.
Every day I'm with her,
I can't escape her see..
The girl in the corner,
that girl, she is me.
Sex ObjectBitter betrayal and broken promisesSex Object in Free Verse More Like This
Once again I serve my soul on a silver platter
Heartbreak despite intention and means
Complicated emotions I wish that you would leave
Trail behind the men who left me
I've made many human errors followed by sleepless nights
Evil TwinWe used to speakEvil Twin in Free Verse More Like This
We used to be friends
You act like it was torture
Since when does being nice
Screw up your head?!
You were normal
So were we
Don't blame it all
On Kim and me
This Is MeThis Is Me in Free Verse More Like This
Silent brown eyes
Laced with insecurity
Tiny strike of hope
When I get turned down
The streams do pour
Drowning out your spark
Long brown hair
Dear boredom, time to
Change your life
Different colors change
You in ways which
Only I can dream
This nose oh how
I hate it, so big
And out of place
Stuck right in the
Middle of my face
These lips I do admire
The thousand dollar smile
Kisses set my lips aflame
Bright red and all ablaze
Telltale sign of attraction
I wish I were just
As easy to read
This is me
What do you see?
DreamersTwo dreamers from distant seasDreamers in Free Verse More Like This
Both wanting the lives
Of the famous and free
One wants to be a singer
The other wants to act
If either becomes famous
They both will form a pact
You be in my music videos
And you promote my songs
If everything works out
We'll be sure to get along
If these dreams are
Bound to last than
Both of us must act fast
Before our lives drag
Us too far and all
Ambitions left in the past
Miss DisapointmentLittle miss disapointmentMiss Disapointment in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Perfect for the blame
Built to last through
The never-ending shame
Time to play
Here comes another beat
Lets see how long she'll last
How long she'll take the heat
Finally she speaks
Now out with the whip
Lets watch her get tortured
See her run and trip
You won't be needed here!
Kill all of her feelings
Lets see her shed the tears!
Little miss disapointment
Haven't broken down yet?
Lets see how long it lasts
Until fate wins her final bet!
LiarFine ignore meLiar in Free Verse More Like This
Be a jerk
I knew that it
Would never work
You were so sweet
When we were alone
Now just listen
To your tone
Act like you never knew me
As so many have before
Treat me like a whore
You men are all
Don't you have
I put up
With guys like you
All the time
First your sweet
Then you feed the lies
Twisted RomeoI watch the rainbow cloudsTwisted Romeo in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Circling the moon
As the snow shines eagerly
Wanting to see you soon
My window trapped your echo
The light shines through my glass
Ladder frozen into place
From warmer seasons past
A gate to jump
When you did please
Sweet Mary-Jane giving you wings
Quick shadow through the night
Up you creep
My twisted Romeo
For a cigarette and light
Angel's TabloidWho am I in the eyes of manyAngel's Tabloid in Free Verse More Like This
Perfect strangers and old classmates
An oddity amongst the crowd
I've built a glass display case
Throughout the years
To show off all the flaws
In quickly scrawled writings
A journal to entertain the masses
A tabloid which spelt disaster
Now here I lay a victim of my folly
Bird CageBird Cage in Free Verse More Like This
Your forked tongue
Hissing in my ear
The sound of your voice
Permanently instilling fear
The voice which forced
Me into confinement
In your brilliantly gilded cage
Forever trapped despite my age
A weak little bird
Wings clipped for all to see
Slowly fading away
While all her friends fly free
CreepyMy akward insecuritiesCreepy in Free Verse More Like This
Make my stomach wrench
The cruel unjust title
Placed upon my name
I am now known as creepy
To a man only one city away
I have my imagination left to blame
Has it finally happened,
Am I really going insane?
Repeats of the conversation
Keep playing in my brain
I feel so embarrassed
Let me crawl away and die
I meant to say nothing
More than "Hi"
How did I get so akward
And let my insecurities
Take over so easily
To sweep over my thoughts
Like an infection
The acid eats away at
My now unsettled stomach
The day crashing to a halt
I ruined it and let
My past devour everything
Now It's all my fault
Because I never left it behind
So there all thoughts sit
Devouring my once sane mind
Think. Don't Know.Certainty is a plague. Avoid it at all costs. Don't be certain, ever; think, don't know. Crusaders were certain their actions were right; the radical terrorists are certain they were doing good; many criminals are certain they won't get caught. They knew, but didn't think. Think. Ask why. Ask how.Think. Don't Know. in Philosophical More Like This
Don't ever just accept something, follow the evidence. Don't just accept there is evidence, study it, experience it firsthand, if possible. Think. Society stabilizes through doubt, not certainty, knowing leads to not trying, not learning. Knowing isn't really knowing, it's a combination of faith and apathy. Thinking is security, a blend of skepticism and activism, curiosity and caring, initiative and interaction. Don't just trust, justify rationally, and rationalize justly. Trust is good, only if it is trustworthy. Don't just know, think.
What's Really ToughWe can split an atomWhat's Really Tough in Free Verse More Like This
We can travel to other giant rocks
We can lose ten trillion dollars
We can kill a million people with one well-placed bomb
We can knock down towers with planes, killing thousands
We can fight a hundred wars
We can make fifty religions
We can sustain birth of sextuplet
We can deny science
We can blame science for ignorance
We can sell out arenas for fighting matches
That is all easy, what's really tough, what we can't seem to do, is get along.
Selective KnowingMy eyes are shut wide, I see my truth.Selective Knowing in Free Verse More Like This
My ears are insulated, I hear my answers.
Your facts are wrong, because I disagree.
Your logic is flawed, it conflicts with mine.
I do not recall saying that, you are a liar.
I am correct, because I agree.
I am right, because it helps me.
The laws don't apply, for I don't agree.
The only thing that matters is what I believe.
WarzoneTons of machinery making paths where they chooseWarzone in Free Verse More Like This
Or where they're told
Starving children left out in the cold
Fires consuming homes of the innocent.
Over totally unrelated provoking incidents
Gunfire taking down men, women, children, indiscriminatly.
Starvation, intimidation, "salvation," poor sanitation
Isolation, conflagration, incarceration, death.
Good, honest people, trying to live life,
Under constant fear of whether or not they will get to see their homes again
Their husbands, wives, children again.
Deemed infidels, marked for death, on the basis of a cult demanding respect
Threats made in the names of gods.
No true foundation for their discrimination.
Locations destroyed, waste filling the streets.
While those on their 'mission' just pass it by,
Any chance of assistance completely denied
Ignorance, arrogance, militants, dissonance,
"Reverence," consequence, vagrants, and fear.
Yet those in charge don't shed a tear,
Calls for help, yet no one hears
Until the day they disappear.
Fair TradeI'm starving, my last meal was last Saturday.Fair Trade in Free Verse More Like This
I'm freezing, all I have is half a meter of cloth for a blanket.
I'm eight years old.
I have seven teeth, three black, one cracked.
I am almost legally blind, that's why I only have nine fingers.
Ten cents an hour, I work to help feed my family, my mother has AIDS, my father died of an impacted wisdom tooth.
My little brother, four, has Down Syndrome.
My older sister is missing a leg from an accident that seasons your cup of coffee.
And that shirt you're wearing? Under the black dye, is the blood from my now missing finger.
Freely EnslavedYou poison your mindFreely Enslaved in Free Verse More Like This
With beliefs, divine
A part of your life
now left behind
You've no common sense
You weave a defense
Of some plan which was made
Without your consent
You justify how you behave
And choose to be, freely, enslaved
Check the cons
Break the bonds
Don't become their pawns
Escape from the hold
Say you won't be sold
No more messed up stories
From the days of old
Maybe it's time to misbehave
Show them you won't be freely enslaved
Education for AllFor many, education is the keystone of a successful life, but not everyone learns alike. Since everyone learns differently, this spectrum of ways to learn should be a tool in the arsenal of education. Since everyone learns differently, teachers should teach differently; different styles of teaching should be embraced. Since everyone learns differently, there should be multiple paces of learning, more of a hill than steps, five or seven paces of class. Since everyone learns differently, everyone should learn differently.Education for All in Editorial More Like This
There are numerous learning style inventories one can take, and numerous outcomes on each inventory. One standardized format could be presented, and from there teaching could be designed around the result of each student. With that, since independence is a commonly respected ideal, electives should be more common, as mandatory classes tend to bog down the system, and sometimes hurt the students who hold minimal interest in the subject. That is not to say that basic clas
Argenta TrigintaChristian threats so betray their idol, the fact they're ubiquitous entertains me. So often I witness such christian love from each OneTrueChristian as:Argenta Triginta in Philosophical More Like This
Burn in hell
I will kill you
God hates you
I hope you have a horrible life
I hope your family/friend/pet/other dies/is hurt/is mangled/other
You should have never been born
I hate you
Hate me? What do you know about me? That I think differently? That I think? That I want people to question certainty? That I find religion dangerous? That I find religion delusional? I don't even intend deconversion, that's a personal choice. Rationalism is a vital choice, I demand rationality. If someone deconverts, more power to them; I'll be the first to congratulate, though it is not my primary goal, a secure life is. Things people think I, and those like me, am, which I, we, are not:
Nihilist (I'm not, I promise)
Communist (in practice)
Nazi (which, to me, is odd)
Lonely (no more than anyo
Cognitive DissonanceFreedom of speech; censorshipCognitive Dissonance in Free Verse More Like This
Murder is wrong; kill the infidels
All people should be equal; it ruins the sanctity of marriage
I am the one true god; I am the one true god
I am the one true god; I am the one true god
Love your neighbor; he who does not believe is without excuse
God created all, God is good; there is evil
Uniqueness; hellfire to the deviant
Make no law respecting an establishment of religion; In God We Trust
Make no law respecting an establishment of religion; Under God
Make no law respecting an establishment of religion; this is a Christian nation
Life Like a PoemLife is like a poem,Life Like a Poem in Open More Like This
Some people like it,
Some people hate it,
It can be ugly,
It can be beautiful,
It can be both,
It can be simple,
It can be complicated,
It has feeling,
It expresses things,
Its whole purpose isn't expressed in its words, alone,
It can be studied,
Its whole meaning is up to the one dealing with it,
It can change in an instant,
It can tell the beholders about themselves,
It always ends.
With The WorldLaughWith The World in Open More Like This
And the world laughs with you
And the world passes you by
Shades Of GrayLookingShades Of Gray in Free Verse More Like This
Through these eyes
A little darker
A deeper shade of gray
Shines on slowly
And the complexion
Of my reflection
This World Is -Eternal Rest-I don't really knowThis World Is -Eternal Rest- in Free Verse More Like This
What this world is coming to
And I suppose
There isn't much that we can do
But live our lives
How we know best
So as we release our final breath
To lay and dream
In eternal rest
Our hearts beat slow
Within our chests
That I Might See You SoonerAnother puffThat I Might See You Sooner in Free Verse More Like This
I know that fag
But I don't mind a bit
Take a hit
Pass and spit
I'm killing myself slowly
With gray smoke so unholy
Closer God I am to thee
Closer dear you are to me
Generation Why?Generation YGeneration Why? in Free Verse More Like This
So fitting for our time
An age of constant questions
As we walk in a line
Prodded along like cattle
Not knowing where we go
Wondering and asking
Wish I CouldI wish I could give you my eyesWish I Could in Free Verse More Like This
Because without you I can't see through the tears
I wish I could give you my lips
Because without you I choke on every word
I wish I could give you my heart
Because without you it's all but broken
I wish I could give you my might
Because without you I feel so weak
I wish I could give you my mind
Because without you I'll lose it anyway
And I wish I could give you my soul
Because without you it's torn and blackened
Lonely Stars CryAs we look up to the starsLonely Stars Cry in Open More Like This
And see the clouded sky
That is when we understand
Why the lonely cry
Lies To MyselfAs I'm watching the screenLies To Myself in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Something wells up within my chest
I see the words
The thoughts in my head
They lie to me
To the world
I wish to destroy them
To rid myself of them
The urge swells through me
To raise my fist
To blot these evils from existence
Some sense of sanity presses on my mind
I'd left for a moment
But once again
I'm back within myself
For the moment I leave
And never return
Must I Hide Everything?Every pure emotionMust I Hide Everything? in Free Verse More Like This
Mutilated as it leaves my mind
Until all that shows
Is a grotesque
And pitiful happiness
An unbidden smile
A half-hearted chuckle
So no one knows I suffer
So no one asks me why
So I'll never need to tell them
Why I wait to die
Earths Final Resting PlaceThe weight of this worldEarths Final Resting Place in Free Verse More Like This
Rests heavily upon my shoulders
As streams of tears
Flow to eternal oceans
These legs grow weak
Earth pressing on the back of my neck
Pushing me toward
The celestial dirt I walk
The weight of this world
Resting heavily upon my back
As my last breath
Is crushed from my immortal soul