CelestesYour breath sweeps light into dark cornersCelestes by Rosary0fSighs
an ocean moving beneath your lips
in soft waves.
Light refracts into hollow depths
a lullaby speaking grief into deep blues
and long boats whispers sighs of love
against the hull of you
the streets step lies over our tongues
repeating as each sole meets asphalt
and treads shadow into black
each word falls over the page
or the gentled sounds of love
echoing in a silent grenade
the soft soliloquy of us
shapes under a new world
it murmurs into space
and speaks satellites
into black holes
Secrets of the DjinnLo the winds howl "Never you roam the mist"Secrets of the Djinn by ArthurCrow
Wander you far across lands, forest & desert sea
Or dream you deep in a cloudless sky ...
Yet a presence looms & beckons, spirits unseen
For they are the Djinn, silent and ever watching,
embalmed into seasons of mortal blood-flow
And beware, for I shalt not speak of this again,
lest darkness unto thy flesh they quest and sow
Eons adrift in smokeless fire did they slumber...
Befallen to Earth's domain, they undressed fate
The Djinn, ancient dwellers humans would fear
Betwixt worlds they linger, shimmering in fire
Thru parallel dimensions they reach, seducing
dreams and reality, life... You!
Peering eyes thru the veil of time and space;
shape shifters of any form, stalk and hunt
Thoughts & flesh canst not escape their magick
Besieged and shadowed, the human race
til they are sent back to whence they came
And death became a wanton treasure,
where Angels pillage & Demons lust in flame
"You should never have come human"
The ThingI lay still in my bed,The Thing by Caylee-Slansen
Mr. Ted by my side,
And listen hard for the thing
That crawls around outside.
He'll start with the scratching,
It's always the same,
His claws carving the face
Of the wooden door frame.
Then he'll move onto the blood
Seeping beneath my door,
Dripping from the walls,
Covering the floor.
The wardrobe will squeak,
Those green eyes appear,
Voices will whisper
Dark words in my ear.
Their dead hands will tug
At the edge of my sheets
And insects will crawl
All over my feet.
I lay and wait
For their games to begin.
But tonight will be different,
I whisper with a grin,
Tonight I will show
Those monsters a scare.
They can come back again,
IF they dare.
N o v ai.N o v a by DearPoetry
This distance between us
is devouring my lungs.
I'm left here gasping,
trying to suture back together
all the broken nights-
the cigarette burns in my bedsheets.
I'm tracing maps on my limbs,
and I'm painting black holes on my palms,
pressing them into letters
left on my nightstand
untouched and unread.
I keep telling myself
none of this is about you.
But I'm reaching for empty galaxies
as I try to remember what it felt like
to be one of a binary star.
Light-years away, and I'm here-
just another nova on your ceiling,
searching this vast universe for you.
|I've written some poetry I don't understand myself.|
Serendipity and SnowfallI am la vie en rose,Serendipity and Snowfall by Sammur-amat
a newborn with as many mini bones in my body as possibilities.
I am potential waiting to be tapped into.
I am a spectrum of light,
serenity in the symmetry of a snowflake.
I come veiled in lace from everlasting love's womb with my budding,
goose-flesh tucked tenderly underneath.
I spread my spirit wide,
outstretching my feather-tips &,
supplicated by twizzles,
I catch my ballerina's foot & fly.
In these fleeting,
finite moments of ubermensch suspension in multiple salchows comes clairvoyance,
a kindness beyond the absolution of mundane minds.
With the key to perfection being repetition,
I pray you watch me as I molt my flaws away under the wondrous,
I shall soar,
from my axel I shall spiral sublimely on the outskirts of onlookers' smiles-
as well as my own,
& I shall skimpily,
glide through the snowflake strata unto the star-studded shangri-la.
I find my freedom in a winter only world.
Let me lease into my
Pride of a Nationfear coalesced with doubt, crystallizing in the pit of herPride of a Nation by LightOverpowers58
stomach—intestines rotting with hatred, she prayed as
the men passed by, eyes tightened against winter winds
while drums beat to a somber march…her heart dropped,
cerulean blood pooling around the soles of her feet, hidden
from the oxygen filled air none of them could help but breathe
as the torches’ fire filled the sky and knapsacks overran with
precious goods…flee the city, they all did, with the pride of Russia
behind them, their homes lay as ashes and towns known only by
their wooden signs…snow shrouded the land and covered the people
born in a winter only world—she took a single breath and turned away
facing a new fate, one buried in snow no different from where she came.
Dear Big Brother,Sister cried three days straight,Dear Big Brother, by RecklessMonstrosity
Mom couldn't say a word,
and kept on cleaning saying,
"You've hurt this family enough.
I don't want you back in this home."
Big brother I miss you,
I'm wondering how things went wrong.
You were so strong and
turned away from all the bad in your life.
Big brother it was a slap in the face,
to realize you weren't so strong,
That even you could fall.
We love you and wanted the best,
but big brother you won't see.
The pain your causing to yourself and to us.
Big brother Vicente misses you,
Rolly asks where you are,
and we can't tell them the truth.
All we can do is lie to them,
Tell them you were busy.
Please don't push us away,
please big brother stop.
We want you happy and not yelling.
You won't listen to them,
so please listen to me.
Big brother you can't see,
Your girlfriend doesn't care.
Please just hear my pleas.
Big brother I know you're strong.
You've done it before.
Now you went back and I'm wondering,
if we'll ever have you back.
Big brother we m
The Ravens of ValhallaO’er desolate shores wept the fate of immortal flamesThe Ravens of Valhalla by ArthurCrow
And into a Winter sun I bleed my dreams,
as a thousand years of love & war dressed the sky
Long-ships sailed to the otherworld upon Odin’s breath
Betwixt night and day I wandered, shimmering, peering
— Till my chalice of Dragons blood flowed but no more
I became a warrior lost in the stars, drifting, ever falling,
Until the shadows entombed my soul in Raven-lore
Lo the tempest eerie; ‘magick entwining spirit and flesh
Upon snow I awoke dreary, beneath winged-silhouettes
‘Couldst be, my Princess adored; — last of the Valkyrie!
I recall — myriad of black feathers in leisured-dance,
And our love soared ravenous unto darkness befallen
From the frosts of creation I wrought gloom and desire,
Bore the tongue of fevered winds thru oceans of time
Here thy whispers feasting, I linger, clad in mists of fire
O’ we have lived, in the arms of shadow and vapors
We have sung, in fields of night
Eve's blessing and curseEve was bless,Eve's blessing and curse by nnf247
But she was also curse.
She was love,
But she was also got hurt.
She was smart,
But she was also got trick.
She was pure,
But she was also got sick.
She was gifted,
But she also got robbed.
She betrayed God,
Cause Satan betrayed her.
She lied to God,
When she broke the rules.
She was gifted,
But also a fool.
After being tempted,
With lie and sin,
She end up being a blessing
In the end.
Stand UpYou let them hold you down, with fear,Stand Up by Ondarkandstormynight
Their cruel words are all you hear,
And you wont speak up, from where you lay,
If you don't stand up, here you'll stay.
Were both survivors, you and I,
But you'll never be free if you don't try,
I know its easier to stay this way,
But you only have this one chance to break away.
Stand up, stand your ground,
Use the voice you just found,
This is all a game you'll no longer play,
Because if you let them win then you will pay.
They can't hold you down forever,
Use your brain, you're much too clever,
To let them walk all over you,
You're stronger than that, you know its true.
Because you're stronger than you've seemed,
And smarter than they've gleamed,
You're better than them by far,
Stand up, show them who you are.
DemocracyIn this day and ageDemocracy by TheSolitaryTrickster
We have never been more free
The world is at its most peaceful
But that is not what we see
In fact the countries that are "free"
Need to find a way to start
Address the problems that have
That threaten to tear themselves apart
We claim that the system is great
We all think that it is fair
When in reality it's anything but
But all we do is despair
Before democracy it was only
The king's opinion that mattered
Until the peasants hanged their king
And became their own masters
Then democracy came
Signalling the end of tyranny
But democracy mad become flawed
Corrupted by bigotry and money
Democracy is a system
That was certainly better than the last
The people were all free
But that was in the past
Democracy only really works
For those in the majority
And those who suffer the most
Are always the minority
But even the majority now
Has been circumvent
The ones in power now
Are known as the one-percent
I think that the time has come
It's time to hand over the reigns
Day's Eyeto walk throughDay's Eye by Probl3matique
a field one might find
a day's eye
curled beneath a stone
what hope have we
criminal candor might
possess us that
oblivious of the glare above
we might freely speak
it is not for fear that she hides
not from frailty or need
far removed is she from wanting
suns warm her crown
and earths bring forth her splendor willingly
though she knows not
never for her self
stars bounce through the heavens
and seasons fly by on timeless winds
and all alone a stone sits
it never truly had
plunges her crown into shadow
wonder at her inequity
and he will never know
as befits their love
but on cold nights
on blistering days
stone scrapes against
one soft caress
that's given all
that ever was
Remember meReality blurs when black holes collapseRemember me by tommyboywood
Embryonic cells are destined for tears
Meteoric skies aflame with desire
Ethereal landscapes morph with surreal
Man made of dust keeps blowing in the wind
Birth of a new world as old fades away
Elation and pain as earth keeps spinning
Reaching for the stars yet failing to learn
Death Tower10 Word Poem ChallengeDeath Tower by TerramArmsXIII
As I hoard
the crimson entrails
I'll create Azrael's Obelisk
44. Crossroadstwo roads44. Crossroads by mii-sama
X marks the center
Where dawn and dusk collide
Hinged on equinox joint.
Light and dark’s perfect divide.
Call on the ghosts of women past
Nowhere to go, no place to hide
The fork no more than Hecate’s test
Dice in the roulette game cast.
Center of two roads be blessed
Take my hand.Denial and deceit have turned you blind,Take my hand. by TomBoyX98
To those willing to hear your cries.
So put down that bottle of cyanide,
It's never too late to open your eyes.
Devil's advocates have not cut you loose,
Sweet innocent soul lost in darkness.
Turn back from your own noose!
You are nothing less than priceless.
Death seeps and surrounds your mere presence,
Grief and torment has pushed you over the wall.
Following it will not guide you to the heavens,
Take my hand for i shall teach you how to stand tall!
Beside HerShe stood by my sideBeside Her by Monocephalized
Atop of the sky
Where I, could long with her
For one starlit night
The clouds to have flight
Like I, who sees together
Your face with that smile
You watched with your eyes
But saw all I saw
With a different light
From fires of heart
And burning desire
Would I, stay right beside her
She stood by my side
No fear in the way
She held, my hand so gently
We named all the tales
Of spirits dancing hale
Like me, inside this story
What witnessed went by
Through every high
And lows we forgot
Went without goodbye
Our time without end
Propelled us to stay
Our hopes, no further away
She stood by my side
And in me confide
The future, what was coming
The rain would arrive
And wash with a sigh
Fey words, that were our dreaming
No change in the air
Dust gathered and dry
Blow sand in sad winds
In desperate try
The world freeze its gaze
To not show its lies
Remain, and stay just behind
She stood by my side
And let go of I
To fade, with nature crying
The land went to grey
And green mad
Death Note- Blank Space Taylor Swift ParodyNice to see youDeath Note- Blank Space Taylor Swift Parody by Asterlia
What’s your name?
You’re in jail for a thousand things
Murder, creeping, taking kids
Saw you there and I thought
Hey, Ryuk, look at that face
This looks like his last mistake
Death's a game; want to play?
Sharpened pencil, filled-up page
I can write faster than they die
It’s the endgame, L is caged
He’ll never know the deed is mine
So, hey, show me your name
Kira’s rising straight to fame
I’ll grab my pencil, chip in hand
‘Cause I can make the bad guys gone by the weekend
So it’s gonna be by hanging?
Or maybe by a truck accident
Count to 40 and it’s ending
You’re lucky it’s not disfigurement
Got a long list of dead people
While all L does is eat cake
‘Cause he knows I’m too smart for him
We’re just not the same
‘Cause I’m young and attractive
I’ll deceive you with my charm
It’ll only take a match and
You’ll burn without regard
Got a long list of dead people
RoadwayMicrophone into every eyeRoadway by Monocephalized
Speak out through the nerve what will be behind
Pleasure of the woes in your every mind
Come to shine
Blinkers on the road desolate
Paved upon the dress in the graven knit
Crosses in the ground pounded in to fit
Driving to and end you never see
Asking why though the rainwater impedes
Does a traveller, continue onwards with me
And every trifle weights upon your heart
From the end until where you came to start
With a shocking dream, like a perspective of art
Spectacles magnified you words
Wave upon the glass run into the earth
And carry tears in crowds so to not observe
In a blur
Wipers move from one side to side
Block the passage gone what the body slights
And racks depressive cause as what is a flight
Or a right
Long upon the road and on the sea
Sails furled like childhood dreams
The wind of cruelty fades, when the hope come to breathe
Fog and cloud descend and never turn
But in your soul a fire dimly burns
And faster you must go, before the outside
Cacher “For millions of yearsCacher by rotten101
Mankind lived just like the animals
Then something happened
Which unleashed the power of our imagination
We learned to talk”
Tout le monde se cache des choses
Pour le bien d'eux-mêmes
Mais, des fois, c'est trop évident
Mais on veut qu'ils le disent par eux-mêmes
Allez, dites-le dont!
(Si vous avez du guts pour le dire)
Allez, dites-le dont!
(Allez, les gars, avouez votre infidélité)
Que, toi, tu veux devenir comme les États-Unis
(Enwoye, avoue-le dont!)
Que tu te fous le sort des Amérindiens
(Enwoye, Harper, avoue-le dont!)
Que tu aimes tué des Palestiniens
(Tu penses avoir le droit parce que tu as été torturés)
Veux-tu que je brûle en Enfer?
(Parce qu'il est fou amoureux de toi)
Très bien, dites-le pas, mais n'oubliez pas
Que la réalité sera révélée
(Tant qu'elle ne sera pas déchiquetée)
"It doesn’t have to be like this
UninkedYou used to print your nameUninked by fableweaver55
on the lined sheet of my soul
with those coal eyes of yours.
Unfortunately, the ink has run out.
(I'll wait, while you go and get a new supply.)
Kindred EnemiesMy soulKindred Enemies by fableweaver55
(We must have been at each other’s throats in a previous life.)
Transmission ErrorYes, there was a transmission error.Transmission Error by fableweaver55
I failed to receive your bullshit.
Can you please try again?
(I wish this could work in real life.)
dear depression,(master of the umbra)dear depression, by RoseScarlet
i hate you.
broken whispers, lonely promises,
you are the worst of lovers, owning all, but
never seeming to be satisfied
even with your name branded scarlet into my wrists.
i am no longer the golden songbird as when you first met me,
you still hang onto me
raking across my heart like
my pen ripping across the bloodstained page, like
lightning across the skies, (vengeance
raining down from the gods i used to believe in)
"don't let them catch you,"
you breathed into my ears.
an ounce of life, in exchange for a cloak of darkness (i thought i'd only stay one night)
the fog was sluggish and deep.
so blinded, I hid
in the shelter you offered me
(i still hear those echoes)
my rib cages are my prison bars, my heart bound by these chains...
you chopped off my wings and left bleeding stumps
and told me i was never bound for the skies.
(shattered glass, lifeless eyes)
Set me free.
FrustrationFrustration is a rough young girl,Frustration by mii-sama
Alone she stands, dressed all in black, a bruise on her face, her shoulder against a steel lamppost.
She has a pungent odor,
A mix of unwashed clothing and to much perfume.
The lamp is not lit,
Instead it flashes on and off, on and off, illuminating her grubby appearance.
Others pass by and look her way,
Their heads turning like robots, almost in unison.
She glares a warning, a dynamite stick sparking.
Suddenly she screams,
Tears streaming down her face,
And then in a flash,
She is gone.
Her old, black, patched up bag still sits next to the lamppost, a promise of her return.
BarbieI am hollowBarbie by Joshybean
Empty, as they say
I am hollow
I am lifeless
more and more everytime
I am lifeless
much less than a sinful crime
I am not unique
for i strive to be somebody
I am not unique
for I'm only someone's copy
I cannot change
my plastic exterior
I cannot change
my lifeless behavior
I was meant
to be controlled
I was meant
to be played and toyed
I am depressed
behind this ardent smile
I am depressed
But it only lasted for a while
I am now dead
emotionless and numb
I am now dead
sick and tired of playing dumb
Lavender BlushShe was as elusive as snowflakesLavender Blush by YellowBeast
Melting through the hands that grasped her
She was as cold as ice
Glistening with deadly beauty
She was as beautiful as a winter cardinal
Her voice as sweet as birdsong
She was as enchanting as snowfall
Just as quiet, just as soft
She was the winter night
A whisper of a dream that slipped through moonlight
She was grey hues of dimmed candlelight
The liquid shadow that watched people sleep
Yet she was just as fragile as any glass
And as hard as any rock
To her no hearth held any warmth
Color and emotion never graced her
But for now she’ll allow the caresses and teasing
She’ll sleep in the bed of the one who cares
Lavender blush will fill her face subtly
Until she vanishes in spring
PerfectionTake out the little eraser,Perfection by puddlethecat
And put it lightly to your skin.
There will be no more jagged edges
And it goes over scars nicely.
Removing the fat that doesn't exist
On your already lovely stomach.
Now, swallow tape that will mix into
your insides and the jig jaw will come together.
We can hope some of the tape will land on your shattered heart.
It can't drum out its beat happily without a stapler to the brain.
There is always something needed to hold it all together and cover the holes.
There , now full of the perfection you wanted.
Light on the Darkest Day, a 9/11 poemI got up and out of bedLight on the Darkest Day, a 9/11 poem by SWAT42
Thought it would be a normal day
For the sky was clear and light blue
But then we got a call
A "10-60"; A major incident
A plane crash at the WTC, South Tower
I put my shirt on
And hooked my suspenders to my pants
Slid my feet into my boots
And hopped in the truck
We pulled out, covered our run in 2 minutes
We got on scene, amid scores of our brothers
I grabbed axe and rope, and ran to the front
But before I got inside, I heard a loud shriek
I looked up, and saw another plane
It collided with the North Tower with a fireball
I ran inside and screamed,
"The North Tower has been hit!"
They told me, while extremely calm,
"Get up to the fiftieth floor."
And so I did
Halfway up I heard a bang
Looked up and saw the floor above shake
I almost kept moving but I never got the chance
For the twenty-sixth floor collapsed
Right on me and my team
In total shock and disbelief, I looked around
Nowhere was my team was to be found
And so I kept climbing so I could find them
you are born from fireYou were the boyyou are born from fire by LadyOfSilver
who run with the lions
the one with the fire in his veins
and the roar of a thousand
the sun envied you
because you burned hotter
than he ever did
there was no use for pockets
not when you could hold all your possessions
in one hand
in one soul
– your gun and your pain –
who needs home anyway
when the road ahead is made for you to
you met the dirt like
an old friend
greeted the darkness as if it knew you
– and, oh, how it did –
and when you sang
graves filled with ash
and the sky died unlamented
and you walked on
with an old cassette tape
and soles of shoes
melting into colors of fear behind you
and there’s a scar somewhere
here and there and here
but, boy, oh boy,
where is your heart?
Did it not fit in your hand
or was it too heavy for you to carry
or did the road wash it away?
If there’s a time to go back that road,
to find it,
this is it, this is it.
When you do find it,
when it is too heavy for you to carr
Shiver In The SnowThe small icy needles pricking my cheeks,Shiver In The Snow by LovelyZ
The brushing of wind,
Making me shiver with delight.
The snow falls.
The white crystals cling to my hair,
I brush my cheek where a flake has clung for life on.
The ice slips and cackles under my feet.
It's a silent night.
The bright moon glitters above,
Stars shine brighter as the small snow falls slowly,
The night is perfect, beautiful, incredible,
A shiver in the snow awakes my senses.
The shiver is released.
fallsnowi remember when it began, a snowflake trapped in eyelashesfallsnow by photosynthetichuman
waking up to find my feet cold and buried white
the window menacing as crystal fangs grow
it fell faster, stalking, none the wiser but me
as the supermarkets grew slippery
and offices turned to caves made of ice
even under the sun, an avalanche
gushing like a river, the frozen powder covered all
children and birds became paper puppets in play
how odd to see the snowpeople alive
i walked, just a ghost
as it fell, and fell
but nobody saw
and nobody cared
it's not that bad
just me and the snow
and the blizzard finally blinded me
only winter left in my mind
A Passion Named DecemberThere's frost on the ground.A Passion Named December by ThomasInTheClouds
It creates for my heart a wintry crown.
Lady Winter runs her fingers through
My hair and leaves lip imprints of blue
On my cheek.
Intrepid eyes of my pallid lover
Lead me through frostbitten paths to discover
My soul is chaotic as a blizzard.
But in your chilled breath, I am delivered
With your song whispered meek.
Scintillating in the thawed skies,
Crystallized blessings cascade down to baptize
Me in this snowy throne room.
Together, my sorrow we entomb.
I adore your flawless physique.
December, I pray your reign never end.
Even still, your impression will never descend.
Down to my marrow, I feel you forever with me
I hope you can see
You have left in me nothing bleak.
The Slow FreezeUntethered spheres spin to a halt,The Slow Freeze by Psi-Kick-D
bored from fires long since put out.
Sighing melancholy tears into the new void,
they lie and wait for a friend long since lost.
Spring had come in a fiery explosion,
and summer slowly slipped away,
hidden somewhere under the monotonous tasks,
issued in stone by unseen guardians.
Only the cold whisper of lonely winter signaled the irreversible time passed.
These Faded KeysOf all the keys I clickThese Faded Keys by LMW-Creations
As we speak each day,
It's the back arrow
That's faded most
These white letters
Would surely tell you,
I reply to everything -
But the key reading "enter"
Will be the one to explain
Why it still looks new
I want you to know
Just how much I care,
But I don't want to be close
Out of the fear of losing you
But please remember:
I dedicate these words to you,
Sharing them to the world
Rather than clicking away
At the faded key ~
I Found Who I Might BeIt's easier said than done,I Found Who I Might Be by HerAwesomeness13
attempting to find yourself.
I've been through hell and back
with the end result of finding
not a torrent, but an inkling
of an idea of who I might be.
I wrote to myself, to remind me
of the person I used to be, and yet
I found someone even better.
I've been through hell and back, but
the only thing that I learned was not
that I was stronger than I already thought,
but that I am worth fighting for.
You once said that I was unbelievably strong,
but I didn't believe you. Now, I understand
that strength isn't something that we have,
but rather something that we accumulate
as a result of our experiences.
Not everything is a disasterWe were meantNot everything is a disaster by Diamonds-Dont-Shine
Not to be
We never grew
Our hearts were
Not set on fire
We both have missed
we are fine with that.
all you wantyou never told meall you want by LadyOfSilver
that your hands have carved songs
into the trees
or that your eyes darken a bit
every time a star dies
you never told me that
you have galaxies running in your veins
and that when you scream into the night
it's because they explode
you only told me that
even though you have
all you want is
my black holes
Dear CassandraDear Cassandra,Dear Cassandra by SimonSayzz
The idea of writing to you is very scary. You and I are essentially the same person but your entire existence is a piece of paper.
Oh paper self, oh paper self,
How flappy are your arms?
Do they wave in the wind
or jiggle at a touch?
Are they life like,
or flesh like
or are they just paper arms?
Oh paper self, oh paper self,
how thin and lifeless are you?
Do you wither in the rain
or crumble between hands?
Are you life-like
or are you just a paper heart?
Oh paper self, oh paper self,
how graceful and perfect are you?
Do you parade around in fancy clothes
or wear those Jimmy Choo’s?
Are you life-like
or are you who I wish to be?
Oh paper self, oh paper self,
How different are you and I?
Do you have weight
or is there only air around you?
You are life-like
but not flesh
who I wish to never be,
for the simple fact that paper self,
I love me for me.
~Alter~~Alter~~Alter~ by Xaviorzion
I'd change the past,
To alter the future,
Differ from the moment of which we're in,
Where would life begin?
What would happen if the past was changed,
To alter the future, that changes the time,
to which is current, of the moment I'm speaking,
You already know, You've been there,
Hand in hand, regrets in mind,
Wouldn't you want to alter time?
Each memory we have shared,
Wether it's happiness or not,
It always doubles,
Sometimes causing an uprising,
Or possible defining others, in which we hold,
What more could we do?
What would the future have in store?
We're stuck, We're in the present,
Our future is unknown,
To alter time, Taking a trip back down the road,
Where would we be now?
What would you change?
Differences in each other,
Make similarities much more brighter,
Our common interests and goals,
Would shine like the sun,
But our faith falls to the horizon,
We don't know what we want anymore,
Are you even there?
It's so dark; So dreary,
The faith is gone,
scraps and sacramentsyou,scraps and sacraments by intricately-ordinary
beautiful siren girl with melodies
entangled in her hair: you are
shell-shocked and sea-struck
even though you cannot stand
the sensation of sand beneath
you have fingers for prying, picking,
pulling at your skin and nesting
in that hollow space between
your bones. and if anyone asks,
you will swear there are monsters
sleeping in the concaves of your ribs;
there are ghosts beneath your tongue,
embittered, and you are not the words
they say there is an answer, little girl
(sometimes you begin to believe you are
a scarecrow on the border of reality
begging people to turn the other way;
and the mirror will agree)
how far have you gone? a feather in
the breeze who won’t promise to return
again; there is a wandering warmth in
the hesitation of your harbored fear.
where will you be in six months when
the future has become itself and you
are still astray? little one, no one is like you
in the way you sway to the cadence of a
dissonant night. no one knows your
Freedom in Introspectionmusic—overwhelmed with passion thrummingFreedom in Introspection by LightOverpowers58
through veins loaded with life’s elixir, heart pumping
tha-thump-tha-thump within a torso pleading for
release from earthly confines such as the pain of love
and killed dreams dreamed in the moonlight’s glow
and under starlit ceilings…whirring thoughts
click—click—click—click pen tops prey to nervous
habits born of a too busy brain…voices cavorting
through the air, slipping into eager ears from headphones
small and ineffectual yet loved all the same, mimicking
sounds of eons long and gone past…
PENISTONE HILLPenistone HillPENISTONE HILL by morgaine-art
I think of you when sleep doesn't come, I write down thoughts, my feelings..
Now though, I take myself to you, just sometimes, I am there..
I can smell you, the scent of you that is like no other,
breathing harder as I wander where you rise hard and steep
I see the Rowan, tis old friends meeting..
Self AwareWhen you stand,Self Aware by kima413
Away from heart and soul,
From everything they see,
When your mind is distant,
But somehow, you're not free.
When you stand alone, away,
Where everything is filtered,
Through the film between you and your mind
Your own mind tethers,
You know it's wrong,
Not right; unnatural,
How is it- impossible,
It's not real,
This is not what humans do.
How is it you gaze upon
No features new,
You know them all,
The figure there is you.
It Has to Start SomewhereA very deviant fairytaleIt Has to Start Somewhere by RogueMudblood
A dream reimagined
Like match and milk bottle.
A drow's bargain
In the middle of the night, she hears it
The most interesting words
This year will be different.
Discourse with the devil
Hearing half of a conversation
The beginning of a new fairytale.
CrepuscularTo the girl teaching herself to fly,Crepuscular by SeaPlume
a hospital bird with soot in her lungs
and patchwork wings,
you only fly for a little while.
If you want to stop hurting,
learn to drift in the silence of the dark
between night and day.
We're all made from broken parts:
bird seed, letters addressed to no one,
things found in old coats,
brittle things like love.
Glass bottomed birds,
we used to make butterfly hands,
until moths swarmed into our throats,
like dancing butterflies; still
we choked on dusty wings.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs,
the same smoke that you'll inhale.
Let go, little bird --
You were made for moonlight,
never for hummingbird lullabies --
Hummingbirds only fly in the sun,
and the sun was never a child.
We were not meant to be angels.
The nestlings, children of the stars,
we glide together on clipped wings
through the dark.
:: This Little Equinox ::The warm emeralds:: This Little Equinox :: by MadxRhapsodyx17
transcend through the winds of change;
cooling and falling.
An Evening in Some Poet's Den (Title Poem)The writing is nothingAn Evening in Some Poet's Den (Title Poem) by StrikeTheMadness
When everything feels wrong.
Awake at night.
Blind eyes wide open
In search of sleep,
Don’t pray for me.
I’m not a child;
The memory of who you wanted me to be.
Sorry, I’m not perfect.
I’m only human,
Ready to fall
Down, down, down,
(Even buildings eventually collapse.)
If you are drinking to forget,
You might just end up remembering
The woes of the world.
No big deal.
Don’t be ashamed of who you are.
Sanity is an illusion,
Tragedy is beautiful.
The Free-form Poet's SedokaHow does one conform?The Free-form Poet's Sedoka by StrikeTheMadness
Act how everyone else does,
Never standing out.
Why would one want to?
If we all write the same way
No one is special.
No Such Thing as Luck HereLuck is nothing,No Such Thing as Luck Here by StrikeTheMadness
Action is everything.
It wasn’t luck that kept me
In the hands of an unconcerned lover.
It was insecurity and adolescent dreams
That made me stay
After trust was thrown away.
This is not a disgrace to me,
People’s actions only reflect on themselves,
What you do after that
Is on you.
Luck never made my decisions,
My experiences sway me more.
If I were to forget them
I would only repeat the mistakes
That I’ve made before.
Things that some would call shitty luck
And then go on to hate
Are the things that make me strong today.
UntitledThey say the lack of empathy is a dead ringer for insanity. I haveUntitled by Rhyiant
a new theory:
Too much empathy will singe a small hole, barely noticeable, into your soul...
- Melissa Barrett, "Paraclete"
It had nothing to do with me;
it is easier to believe that I have never loved,
that I was born fresh into this very moment -
that my brothers are strangers,
that I have never truly hurt,
or been hurt. My mother, if she knew, would cry for days.
I like to think that, each night, I emerge,
damp and dark and secret, from the recesses of self
to tell the new me the new stories I'd believe.
I'd sing lullabies that only I know
until the birds came to force me down again.
Let's call this a susurrus,
a paean, a mainten
UntitledBeauty shows and lets you keep itUntitled by Monocephalized
And it grows in its likeness and your likeness
Which pleases you greatly
But there are lessons you forget
Until it is long and one is invested
That the language you speak is nothing
That their eyes are cold and empty
Ideas polar opposite and foreign
So that one can only speculate
And fear what comes after goodbye
Which seems more and more an eventuality
And there is sorrow here
That all the love you gave
Compared to the mind of the one
Who cannot answer back
Cannot respect what you feel
Or not caring
escape velocitymirrored manners meanescape velocity by creativelycliche
zero sum regression,
always arrows, vivisect;
&cassowary carrion, careening toward
the pre-ordination of this failure:
character, cremation, consciousness;
has it ever wondered what the course
of DC power looks like, along
the mythos and the switchback interstates,
(liquid, gas, or plasma)
for all, it's valorous: golden nucleics, fired through the shell but
never hit an asteroid;
emboldened blazers and a matchbook banner,
[ne.ver] felt so solid in refraction
sold you somewhere, and yet:
("it's never felt so empty.")
Blitzen's lamentBlitzen the plain old reindeerBlitzen's lament by 16woodsequ
Had a very normal nose
And if you ever saw it
You’d see it’s as plain as it goes
All of the other children
Used to know Blitzen’s name
Then along came Rudolph
And ruined all their games
On that fatal Christmas Eve
Santa said to him
“Rudolph with your nose so bright
Won’t you guide my sleigh tonight?”
(Which is illogical because really, Rudolph’s never driven the sleigh before,
and it wasn’t even that dark, and we nearly ran into three houses anyways...)
But never mind
Soon all the children loved him
Though they shouted out with glee,
Rudolph the red nose reindeer
You brought on this misery!
Bread and WoodLoaf of bread, piece ofBread and Wood by Malintra-Shadowmoon
Wood: May you have enough to
Eat and heat next year.
Fir-tree in the ForestOutside it is bitter cold,Fir-tree in the Forest by Malintra-Shadowmoon
Frozen I trudge through the forest.
Untouched, innocent, white -
A bare forest-aisle shines.
Once stood the child’s dream
As a green fir-tree
At the great white place.
This, now as a Christmas treasure –
I am missing badly.
Every year, quite solemn,
I went away on Christmas Eve,
Away from my home.
Hurried quickly to my tree
That was my Christmas dream for me.
Kindled a light -
There my prayer was made.
In the midst of the peaceful forest
I felt only seldom cold.
However, this time it is lacking.
Christmas Eve is empty now.
Sadly, I trot back,
Weeping for lost happiness.
Dear Christ child, tell me why
Are people so stupid?
They murder my fir-tree,
They kill my Christmas dream.
MailanderliI loved the lemon cookies best -Mailanderli by miserabel
butter and sugar that melts on tongues,
a sweet symphony in baked goods.
Mother loved us more than baking
(or cooking, to tell the whole truth)
and while she claimed not to be fond
of standing in the kitchen for hours,
for us she rolled out the cookie dough,
and let our childlike enthusiasm infect her smile.
The kitchen smelled wonderful
in those December days,
and I can't help but miss it dearly,
so these years, in the December days,
I roll the dough out myself.
It's hard to be sad about baking together
having ended up staying in the past
when the kitchen fills itself
with lemony-buttery smells.
I love the lemon cookies best -
how could I not? They're childhood
and memories of when christmas
meant nothing but magic to me still.
Light My FireLight My FireLight My Fire by MichelxPuabi
"In the Name of Love"
We lie together upon my bed of oak;
Our hearts are surely flames of desire.
The longer we linger, the hotter they grow;
Still, she lights my fire.
Outdoors, the sky grows dark for the night;
Indoors, there is more than electric lights;
The fire she lights is burning higher..
And higher..and higher...
"Darling, set this night on fire!"
12:01convoluted rhythms and12:01 by itselliegasp
we dance like disjointed
marionettes trying to
play grown-ups, but
at night our
baby tears just don't
dry on their
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My first tooth lost
Put in a sandwich bag
Accidently thrown away now
Mommy's digging frantically
Daddy takes a picture
For the Fairy
I miss my childhoodI miss
the older times.
I was care free back then.
I wish for innocence again.
No more snacking and riding bikes,
running parks, flying kites,
Ice cream, pavement
Melting dreams down the grille
Blue eyes crying, a hug from Mom
But still leaving a sense of loss
No kind words can comfort
Nor ease the pain
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