Poetry often features meter, rhyme and unconventional line breaks to isolate or highlight ideas.
Of Heaven and Hell On the edge of Heaven and Hell I can hear the pulse And, and the fading voice Of my distant thoughtsI could slip this body For something so much more But, the thoughts ring louder stillDrawing back to that place They better keep him safe I hope she isn't mad If you don't explain what will happenDo they even miss you The spikes in the beats drop The pulse slows down As I stand on the edge Of Heaven and HellIf I go onI am going it alone Leaving them all to wonder Why I wouldn't come back for themMy decision faulters The voice draw once again closer They taunt me They guide me as I stand on
Wheatley's apology. WARNING: READ DESCRIPTION!!!I used to rule the world.Things would rise when I gave the wordNow in the morning I sleep aloneSee these streets I used to ownI used to roll the diceFeel the fear in my enemy's eyeListen as the crowd would sing"Now that old queen is dead! Long live the king!"The minute I held the keyNext the walls were closed on meAnd I discovered that my castles standsUpon pillars in fault and pillars of sandI hear That cube of my Chells a ringingOpera turrets, all choirs are singingBeam my portal, my lord and shieldMy little Chelley's in a foreign fieldFor some reason I can't explainO
I Love You I thought I was a poetBut wouldn't you know itI am at a loss to make you seeWhat you truly mean to meIf I could surrender the sunAnd live in undying nightFrom darkness never would I runSo long as I held you tightMy dearest queen, all the stars you deserveIt is unfortunate I haven't the nerveTo give my goddess her crystal claimForgive me love, as I bow in shameOf all the things on heaven and earthEvery wonder to stare and gawkNothing brings me greater mirthThan to simply hear you talkThey say you know when love is trueThis my dear I submit to youNo one else in this desert landMakes me feel the way
Pigtails. Daddy put them in really tight,Brushing some hair to the side-Saying how pretty her eyes seemed in the light.She wanted to cry.Just hide her wondering 'why's',She didn't want him to see,How successful he was at hurting her.She's running away these days.Hiding her eyes beneath some bangs-She's cursed with broken dreams,Bloody knifes.And a voice that still cries in the night.He's made her something she hates,Something she simply takes.Mind so twisted-She slices at her itchy skin.Seeing cuts barely healed from last week.She's trying to change-Trying to forget.She's cutting at the skin-N
I see I seeNot in that strict,Decided fashion,But one I make my own.I seeNot what others can,Instead I seeInto the abyss.I seeWhat most shun.The beauty, the bliss,That to them is invisible.I seeInto whatMust be doneFor the future lives.I seeThe blurred realityThat I long forSo much it just might come true.I seeHow happiness is madeAnd how others,Beat the happiness from their peers.I seeWhen others hurt.They must, too.Or not.I see What brings me happinessNot what othersSay that will.
Don't Rescue Me I'll never admit I'm drowning no chance, no wayEven as the water fill my lungsand consciousness leaves my brainI will never call that lifeguard or accept his aidIt was me that got me hereand here I shall remain.
remember always that you carry the springtime My last boyfriend, he used to bring me only flowers that had yet to bloom.
that's you. You say that I am a bitchwhen I stand up for myselfThat I am stupid when I make a mistake I am crazy when sometimes I get angryAnd I am abnormalbecause I'm not perfectBut in reality, that's you.
Wall of Frost Haiku Chillingly honesthad warmer relationshipswith melting icecubes
Morning Glory Sunlight sparkles through the big oak above,Dancing over through the branches and the leaves,Coming down on the dew laden grass,Touching its way over the bark, to a stem,Flushed petals, flowered and softly erect,Covered in dew, left from the early morning's night,Sensitive and quivering with even the smallest breeze,Warm to the touch; dew glittering from the sunlight,Lush and tender smells waft from within,Happiness of lovers, who watch the beauty,Smiling in the romantic moment, loving every moment,Admiring the new day's nature; that of her Morning Glory.
Broken You promised, to stay by my sideNever betray meYou promised, to be truthfulNever tell liesYou promised, to be there Never to leave my sidePromises are kept until they are brokenShattered at the ruins by our feetPromises are broken when they are no longer keptSmall, fragile pieces of the past now tainted in sinSomehow I believed youThought you could change, for me, for usSomehow I trusted youWhen you told me 'I love you', much too oftenSomehow I loved youEven with her poised to break us apartYou promised, to stay by my sideYou betrayed meYou promised, to be truthfulYou liedYou promised, to be there
Today for tomorrow Live like you gonna die in few secondsSay what you feelDon't try to be the bestJust stay yourselfWorld means nothing to youAnd you mean nothing to worldJust live this dayLive today for tomorrowNever try to stayChanged happiness into sorrowBut it will change backDon't get away but attackIf you see sunshine, smilePeople often don't see anything in the lifeBe happy of what you haveWe're getting through todayLiving for tomorrow's dayWhatever role you play, you playIf you're dead it doesn't mean world's deadNever try to understand the endIt won't helpJust liveTodayTomorrowAnd always till you canRem
The carbon cycle There's nothing I can do to keep the stars we counted fusing forever.I can't channel nature's charming elegance into a single point, as the great poets do.I can't live on burnished wheat alone.So I built myself a house out of the remnantsof this bluish dreamscape that last spring'snuclear explosion sullied but couldn't sear.It took such a surreal asterism for me to seethat a window is just a stripped wire. Through the slanted glass, I can watchthe sea fall into the declining horizon,the church of destruction, and feel afraid.Your hand touches my shoulder:One day the stardust inside of uswill rediscover its will
Black Hearts Black hearts don't breakbecause they are hard as diamondswith razor edges.They are cold as glaciers,but rivulet shallow.Black hearts don't breakbecause they never give a cell away.They are strengthenedby the love they've taken.Black hearts don't breakbecause they beat only for themselves,without regard for anyone else,and burdened by no weights.Black hearts don't breakbecause they are sociopathic muscleswhose only goal is survival,and so they merely die.Black hearts never break -it is enough to make one wish that they were cruel.
Soul I am not fully humanNor are all humansInside is an animal,Whether themselves or another.They are feral hearts at core.Therefore I will be whole, and be the felinistic canid I am.Therefore I will not be mocked, only find my place.I will not be shunned by my "own" for who I am, Whether a pack or clowder I will find the being who feels to welcome.Humans are too judgmental to be human.Unless, to be human bears to means one must care lest not of life and place to disown one.I do not want to be human,I want to be my own species.An other being is inside.Along with me, unless they are me, then I'm in the wrong place.
Loveless Love hurts,but the absence of it kills.I am lonely,so lonely...I do not need a soulmate,or someone to complete me,but I miss first kisses,interlocking fingersand butterflies.I know it is so much to ask,but I want someone to love,who loves me in return,because I am selfish like that.I am lonely,so lonely...Love hurts,but the absence of it kills,and I cannot livein such solitude.
Leave myself alone I'm so tired,Of staring,And comparing.Isn't it time to throw it away,And throw up our arms,And be happy?
Numbness you know how when you're in so much painthat you no longer feel it?same goes for emotional pain.after you've been hurt so much,you start to not feel sadness,or anger or happiness, or anything anymore.you become numb to everything.it feels like something is missing from you.in a way, it's painful, but in a way, it's not.numbness just replaces everything.
He Lied To Me if you're going to make me listen tofalse hopes, you've got the wrong girli only swallow honest liars
My Everything You're my light,The sun, the stars, My sight.You're the air I breathe.You're the ground beneath my feet.You are everything,You're everything to me.You're my smile,My laugh. You're today,Tomorrow,And everyday that'sEver passed.You're the colorOn my canvas.You're the peanut butter,And the jelly in my sandwich.You're silver, bronze,And gold.You are everything.My heart,My soul,My whole.You're my blood,My pulse,You're everything inside.You're everything.You're whats keeping me alive.
Rebirth Deep within a beating heart,A red rose grew full bloom.Day by day it grew and grew,'Til it was larger than the bright full moon.And day by day, as it had bloomed,It slowly began to die.Its velvet red petals took to the skyAnd its fragrance was gone by the end of night.The seeds left behind...they scattered,And from them a rose was reborn-ed;Just as red, just as beautiful,With just as many thorns.