Stereotypes~ A poemJust because I'm Blonde,More Like This
Doesn't mean I'm dumb,
Just because I'm angry,
Doesn't mean I believe in Islam
Just because I'm Christian,
Doesn't mean I will preach,
Just because I'm Asian,
Doesn't mean I will teach
Just because I'm Jewish,
Doesn't mean that I'm greedy,
Just because I'm *black,
Doesn't mean I am needy
Just because I'm human,
Doesn't make me bad,
Just because your different,
Doesn't make me sad
*I am so terribly sorry for using that word! I know it can be offensive, and I promise that I wasn't trying to be offensive with it! I really wanted to put African-American, but unfortunately I felt that would too long! I'm so sorry!
Author's Note: I'm sorry for anybody who gets offended by this poem! I really don't want to offend anybody! So I'm really sorry if anybody does get offended.
At a DistanceAt a DistanceMore Like This
I keep myself far away
So that I may enjoy my Day
Ignoring men’s endless scars
So that I can go drink at the bars.
But why, isn’t isolation the bane
That will drive most insane?
Not for me, what do they care
If I go bald or pull out my hair?
At a distance I’ll stay so I’ll be at peace
I don’t want to mourn or be on someone’s emotional leash
Why? Simply because I’m human, why all the fuss?
You never cared about my work so I’m not going to cuss
Over you, him, her, not over any folk
So don’t lump me in the same bowl of yolk
As you people, didn’t you know?
That I’m not going to be a part of your show.
If that hurts you, then have fun with that.
Now whine and cry as I play with my cat
Mental Disorder Discrimination"You said you've got depression?More Like This
No you don't, you attention seeker.
You're just an average teenager with the perfect life
Desperately looking for sympathy."
Stop crying, you coward.
You're just a childish "scaredy-cat".
Blaming your problems on a mental disorder
That doesn't even exist."
"So you're schizophrenic?
Grow the hell up, and stop acting like a child
You're too old for imaginary friends
You callow, juvenile, little twit."
But if we're attention seekers,
Why do we try so hard to hide our feelings from the world?
Why do we isolate ourselves in our rooms,
Desperately hiding the cuts on our wrists
Trying our best to live a normal life?
And if we're simply "scaredy-cats",
Why is our fear so vividly intense?
Unlike simple fear, our anxiety will stick with us forever
A severe long-lasting feeling of powerful panic.
A feeling from which we'll never be free.
Suddenly we're childish for having a mental disorder?
Schizophrenia is not something we can control.
Those MemoriesThey plague my mindMore Like This
all are unfortunately about you
I feel as though they left me behind
I doubt you feel this way too.
You gave up a good thing
you won't find a love like mine
I know what your choice will bring
you walk on a very fine line.
But I will still be here
waiting, hoping, remembering
memories of us will never disappear
leave my heart to its dismembering.
I'll see us talk and laugh again
listening to your warm voice
but happiness is something I cannot feign
you made such an unfair choice.
Yet, my love is something you will always find.
ErosionThe sands of time go whirling byMore Like This
Blowing away all signs
People come and go
As does the landscape
Dust is all that you are
Dust is all that shall be
Oceans sweep the landscape
Temperatures rise and fall
Civilization is forgotten
Brother against brother
Primal instinct takes us all
ClockThe pendulum swingsMore Like This
And helpless I cling
In hoping and waiting
With endless debating
That I can just somehow finish this thing
The night it does toll
Bells they vibrate my soul
And I find myself crying
And inwardly dying
That somehow my mind can produce something droll
"She doth speak lunacy!" bird cries
And my heart, well, it sighs
For it all seems quite dreary
And makes me form a theory
That in the twelfth toll all creativity dies
But now this poses a query
Does it count to be eerie?
For that I have to a science
But it's not in compliance
With what I desire so it leaves me quite leery
Yet, oh! nonetheless
Suppose I'll do my best
To create something catchy
Though it will be quite patchy
Yes I'm sure this will put me right to the test
The Questioning BeginsAntagonist and protagonist,More Like This
is what I have given,
The Raven and The Vulture,
each have roles to follow,
The tide has arrived,
with order and chaos clashing,
free Brutus from his cage,
or throw him in the abysmal chamber,
The Gentle against the Brutal,
Dolls, Clowns, and bears fall in line,
Civil unrest about sugar and Cratbat goods,
while others profit from their loss,
The People of Strahl live their days,
like any other with merriment and joy,
While the people of Fourthwith in their days,
enjoy battle and decapitation,
These words are simple,
The phrases are mixed,
The point is clear,
The sides need to be picked,
The people look toward violence,
The Man with the clock Hat tells them "No",
The Man with Wings tells them,
Go along with that train of thought,
With all the spite and fight,
The question is this,
look toward the man with wings,
or help the man with the clock hat,
One will lift the city of dread,
the other will burn it to the ground,
Both have fire of will,
Who will you choos
Little Black BookConscience was my killer;More Like This
Little black book of fate;
I stored each name
In colours of shame
And preserved the sinful date.
Skeletons in the closet;
Corpses in the yard;
All I did want
In my fell haunt
Was a faded tarot card.
Thoughts on WithdrawalThis is withdrawal at its finest,More Like This
tremors rack my bones as my eyes roll back,
my hands shake, grasping at hollow thoughts,
I need you, I need you,
but it's more than that,
I need to need you,
unhealthy rotting beats of the heart,
I am alone,
clawing at the underside of my own skin,
searching for a way out,
a release from this temptation,
where is freedom in all this loneliness,
must you fuck me to love me,
I loved, love you
and where are these leftover aches for you supposed to go?
Held WithinThere is a poem inside of me,More Like This
beneath the skin I've used so often
to hide the secrets I can't see.
It fills my blood, changing the beat of my heart
to the pound of a meter I can no longer hear,
and as it rushes through my veins,
my mind dances from thought to thought,
in spiralling patterns too complex to contemplate,
trying in desolate desperation
to write in green ink on the wall
the things that plain words cannot cover,
or tell in song:
the things that linger in souls:
the things that are whispered by flickering flames,
the things that wind sings on lonely moors,
the things that trees clutch tight in their centre,
the things that are captured
by the fluttering pulse
Pheromone PhenomenonMore Like This
The scent of love was in the air that moonlit summer night.
We danced the dance of love until we saw the morning light.
We promised that we'd save our love until the wedding day.
How many times we fought temptation off it's hard to say.
The day was blessed, the guests all came, the music was sublime.
We said our vows before our God with words that fairly rhymed.
But when we danced our first before the eyes of one and all,
we realized then and there, my love, 'twas time to heed the call.
We said goodbye to all our guests and headed for the door.
The band played on as most remained and tangoed on the floor.
The moment that we hit the car the game became engaged.
We barely made it to our room, our hormones on a rage.
To say the wait was worth it is an understatement, friend.
It seemed to us this blissful night would never, ever end.
The fiery storm of ecstasy kept thund'ring 'til the dawn.
To see the pleasure in her eyes confirmed her heart I'd won.
They say that love's just chemicals, pe
I Would Rather Be Alone..Though my heart grows faint and lonelyMore Like This
I would rather wait or be alone..
There is more than just a presence of a man
There is but one I seek
One I have yet to meet
He isn't at all average, no he can’t conform
He is rare, unique and special
There is more than just the words of a poet
He is the essence of selflessness and compassion
He knows more than a mind can fill with books
He understands the soul and speaks to the depths of what makes an individual
There is more than being a listening ear
He hears with the heart and heals with his hands
There is more to a man than the strength in his muscles
He is humble and carries the burdens of others
There is more than sharing a life
A portrait of dreams and making the world a better place
There is more to romance than a touch of skin
The intimacy of knowing, giving and surrendering all as one flesh
There is more than simple acceptance
It’s double sided healing, strength and bettering
There is more than 2 minds working together
Love PoemsFeel free to use any of theseMore Like This
A special world for you and me,
A special bond one cannot see,
It wraps us up in its cocoon,
And holds us fiercely in its womb,
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold,
Gently nestling us to the fold,
Like silken thread it holds us fast,
Bonds like this are meant to last,
And though at times a thread may break,
A new one forms in its wake,
To bind us closer and keep us strong,
In a special world, where we belong.
Your lips speak soft sweetness,
Your touch a cool caress,
I am lost in your magic,
My heart beats within your chest,
I think of you each morning,
And dream of you each night,
I think of your arms being around me,
And cannot express my delight,
Never have I fallen,
But I am quickly on my way,
You hold a heart in your hands,
That has never before been given away.
When I'm with you,
eternity is a step away,
my love continues to grow,
with each passing day.
This treasure of love,
I cherish within my soul,
how much I love you...
you'll never really know
Origin of My DreamsopenMore Like This
to see the world
which we evolve
from that dreaming
this song of sleep
the parts of us
that has no need
talking to us
into the pictures
that we take back
to this world
sharing in moments
of divine inspiration
that brings such smile
to our lips
eyes alight at wonders
of my dreams
Ability to BelievewaysMore Like This
those eyes of mind
Opening the Cloudthe daysMore Like This
we once knew
so very far
tell me, please
when it all began
was it you
was it me
that grew apart
the misty drizzle
of moonlit rain
in the park
when we first met
the gas lamp
that still now
that long ago
"First Kiss Tree"
it once said
now it hangs
with faded letters
that were good
to be here
the gentle fall
of January rain
lit from within
by the glow
opening the cloud
In ShadowtellingMore Like This
before the faceless
clad in suede
move to the beat
that exists only
inside my head
counting the ticks
dare I open
these eyes of mine
in the growing flow
where stuttering light
at the swell
of discordant beat
start to speak
that I dare not
of my eyes
I'll see your face
within the crowd
in this place
then I'll know
that the tears
RiseWhenMore Like This
the graceful moon
through the cold
communicate in whisper's
as the sun
of a new day
Chasing CometsMore Like This
shooting stars across the sky
catch my once enamored eye
dreams have come and dreams have gone
now I find myself alone
rode a moonbeam to the sun
chased a rainbow on the run
stellar trails before my feet
paradise my safe retreat
sailed away across the sea
climbed the tallest woodland tree
watched a sunrise from the beach
sunsets far beyond my reach
shooting stars across the sky
catch my once enamored eye
dreams have come and dreams have gone
now I find myself alone
how I hate to be alone...
"don't you know that you are a shooting star
and all the world will love you just as long
as long as you are... a shooting star"*
syllogism's first assertionreality calls at eleven twenty fourMore Like This
and syllogisms are no longer
of logical propositions,
but inferences left
begging to differ.
tonight, an hour and twenty two
minutes later, the illusion
of separation collides
in a way that is transparent,
in an invisible manner.
(holding matter in places
no one can see them.
so, in introspect
it is what
matters the most).
and before i speak anymore,
i must make sure my tongue's attire
bespeaks in a way
that makes intense love du jour.
(and when i am nervous,
intellectual ramblings flutter
until i can no longer
rein them in.)
i said that i am glad you are here.
you said you were too.
and this theme,
a la mode
is that i really meant
to say that i love you
more than i thought i did.
and that, that--
that speaks more
honesty of inferences
never making its way
into concrete evidence.
i love you more than you know
because i didn't say so
and that is what is so terrifying.
because while intense love
Miss Mary Sue: Chapter 1More Like This
The spring air carried a warm breeze into the village. It was just humid enough to keep the warmth in the air. Flowers sat brightly in the small yards, by the little gardens where a few early plants began to poke their little green heads out of the earth. Near them were the wide, dirt-paved streets. Villagers ambled down them, enjoying the warm spring day.
Miskel and Tsara walked through the streets. Or, rather, Miskel walked like a normal, rational person and Tsara cartwheeled. Elda had sent them to the market to buy some fruit for lunch. Miskel had been given the money, since Tsara would probably drop it along the way while she cartwheeled or did something else.
Tsara’s short brown ponytail fluttered behind her as she executed a perfect backflip off a barrel, knocking it over.
“Be careful, Tsara,” Miskel scolded, “You’ll get yourself into trouble again.”
“Sorry,” Tsara replied lightly. Miskel rolled his eyes. Tsara was his twin sister,
pillow talkthere are thousandsMore Like This
of tongues i could
memorize; new words
for love tucked between
teeth often biting
my chapsticked lips
could learn to bow to
grammar laws in
i could master writing
symphonies in syntax,
spend hours penning
volumes in languages
of longing and love,
but i'll never find a
phrase that fits you
the way your body fit
to mine, back bent.
i'll never find a name
for how our lips tucked
together, for my hands
in your hair, for the
rapture in your eyes.
apprehension and inadequacyi almost cut my hair, saturday.More Like This
but for some reason,
i just didn't.
i almost told my dad
that artistic freedom
isn't the only thing
he left (with me).
but for some reason,
i decided against it.
i almost messaged you tonight,
but it's been a long time since i have.
so, i decided i shouldn't.
(may as well make it longer.)
i almost named you
in this poem,
but i think maybe
that would be a bad idea.
she always carried maps she never followed-and she swallows her wordsMore Like This
like they gulp down fluorescent-
there's silence all around,
laughter empty of any
and she thinks
she might have lost
those music sheets
the last time she visited a
when the voice
of her conscience
and asks her
AlmostIt's in the way you meet my eyes,More Like This
And the rest of the world melts away.
Right before we almost poured our hearts out.
It's in the way the smirk formed over your face
During the last dip
In that dance that we almost got to finish.
The way our hands touched for just one instant
Where times' hands finally rested
As I almost couldn't tell if it was deliberate or accidental.
The way you wouldn't look me in the eye
Your hand ready for flight on the doorknob
And I almost asked you to stay.
Unsure looks with unanswered questions
Silence like the smoke after a battle
Because you almost thought I had changed.
Looking at the moon like it has the answers
Wishing on airplanes for a restart when it's not an option
Because I almost thought I had changed.
Admiration from afar only works for so long
When your heart bleeds from the inside
And you rip it open claiming it was almost out of love.
With you, ignorance is bliss
And I regrettably can't bl
Unplanned JourneyMore Like This
The Sangue-Padre drifted silently in the night,
With none of the pirates awake or in sight.
That was until Truth was awoken by a shocking foresight,
And she sat up quickly, only to feel the cold air's bite.
She felt her way towards the Captain's room,
Knocking on the door and waiting for her to answer soon.
When Lady Riddle greeted her with a sleepy tune,
She noticed a strange light that didn't come from the moon.
Truth could tell immediately that the Captain understood,
For she soon woke up as many pirates as she could.
Most of them responded quickly, as they should,
Running up on deck, their feet bare on the wood.
Those who went were met with a beautiful scene now,
As the land before them seemed to be sculpted of snow.
The aurora borealis was bright in the sky and showed
The rest of the North, to which the pirates gasped and wowed.
Many of them quickly got dressed without delay,
Jumping off of the ship while screaming "YAY!"
They explored and decided to stay for the day,
divine strength.we're bound by purgatory lenses.More Like This
searching for ast(e)r(o)ids
to purify the lies that
plasma could shoot
from prism chambers
and outer lying amplitudes
of empty brea(d)ths..
i think in some aspects
of this kindred spirit bond
of lost daughters
we have found
the orbiting sun
in each other.
BFP Secret SantaSeren huffed and puffed as she attempted to push a box through the ship. She paused to take a breath and wiped the sweat that had begun beading up on her forehead despite the cool air. Her muscles ached, and she yawned. “I’ll just rest for a moment,” she whispered to herself and collapsed. She lay comfortably on the floor; left arm touching the smooth surface of the Santa covered wrapping paper. Seren blinked and wiped the few tendrils of hair out of her face and closed her eyes. "I hope my writing is legible," she muttered to herself. Writing with a pen, that was almost as big as she was had not been an easy task.More Like This
Loud footsteps pounded against the floor, Seren jumped, 'Who is that?' She hoped whoever it was couldn't see her. The whole point of the Secret Santa was to keep a secret after all. She timidly stood on her tiptoes and gazed over the box. Whoever it was hadn't walked in her direction and she breathed a sigh of relief. Seren grumbled as she attem
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JOKER...Shall we begin? It's showtimeMore Like This
The invitation is for the beautiful you
How does one game sound?
Please allow me some of your time
Do you consent to the rule book?
Compassion is a useless affection
You want a favour from me
A penalties are inevitable
You can't turn back the hands of the clock
I've already put my cards into play
Joker, a girl on the verge of tears
Joker, a sign of the shaken world
Joker, pleasant circumstances have risen
Joker, two girls disappeared
This is a new world for you
The darkness dissolves amongst a sea of trees
I'm already having critical expectations
Well, what are you feeling now?
I gave you unbreakable love, asking nothing in return
The cards have already been put
MAD HATTERWelcome to my tea party, I knew you'd come...More Like This
Dissolved into the icy air, is the perfume that captivates you the most
Sit here and relax, don't hold back... there's nothing to fear
The little sugar candies are pretty, aren't they?
A taste that will drive you mad to the core
I have these sweet secret things, the tarts I stole from the Queen
I prepared them for you, I risked my life for it
Come, don't cry and eat! We are about to drown in your tears
Eat the mushroom with skill, be the right size for me
"The grinning cat appears in the form of moonlight"
Has your crying calmed down a bit? I am the only ally you have
Let's tell riddles, let's play! You are sure to forget the passage of time
Oh my! Have you eaten too much tart? It's the completion of our sin
You can't go back now, prepare yourself
You'll be hunted down by the card soldiers
The reason why I appear to be m
Box with dreamsSometimes I don't know what is realMore Like This
Does anybody feel the way I feel?
I should stop dreaming this dream
and instead face reality
Now you know my story and my past
Do you think those tears will be my last?
I'm still looking for my place in this world
As a woman and a little girl
I'm opening this box filled with my dreams
Right now it's safe enough, or so it seems
The world it feels more real and true
Ready for the me I am with you
RainbowMany elementsMore Like This
working together as one
to create beauty.
Accept the individuality you possess
and the Oneness you share.
I believe in myself (abstract)The hopeless romantics burned down the churchMore Like This
I wont control my soul... To kill or to get killed?
I will control my mind. To act or to react...?
The lost generation laughed in madness
Plastic eyes, rubber souls
The whole Mendeleev's periodic table for blood
Its a miracle...
...While the right wing killed off a few innocent ravens
We name things, we put value in them, and we judge them
So who is the God? Who has the healthiest lungs and wisdom of thousand one’s?
So The christians prayed in the corner
Why would I command my heart, if you named suicide illegal?
Why cant i love? You named it impolite
Well take your opinion and shove it up your ass...
God, forgive. I feel so alive!
Meanwhile I plucked the left wing while watching the news.
Gods are pyromaniacs...
Lie With My CountrymenHere I lie in a time now lostMore Like This
To me and my countrymen
But we still want and wait and worry
That our prices to bear are given to wind tossed
A tale my friend like any other
O how I long for it to end
But here I stay to drudge the mud
Which circles like the arms of a mother
When I lived my life was full
My raising of half-gesture
I grew in ways more than one
And saw my life; one of a dying bull
There was time to cast my ballot in
To voice what I wanted my life to be
But the time came and past like the summer breeze
And what I did not do seemed the greatest sin
So I left the place which reared me
I went far to find a way to forget
The things that marked my treading path behind
The foreground came, and I did see
Commerce and Construction. Chaos amid Peace
I was staggered and lost
I was swept under the tide
Of human expansion that did not cease
There was barely space for breath
And the air was always scarce
I did not know that
This led to my slow death
The rooms stunk of smoke
Free FallFree FallMore Like This
Suggested by delice1941
The last thing i saw
A cluster of clouds, like cotton puffs
Then everything seemed to plunge
Everything was darkness, then
When I could see, I saw leaves
I revived in a tree
The chute would not open
I screamed and yelled as I fell
But I stopped my screams
And my adventurous daydreams
When at last I broke
[Stanza 3, 5-7-5-7-5, adapted from a comment by Gytalf2000]