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RelapseIt’s like counting
Saturn’s rings,
hash marks
along your limbs -
remembering a time
when

‘just one more’

made you feel better.

- & you’re sitting there
wondering why
Draco, stuck in limbo
always looks like he’s

falling.Relapse19 hours ago in Free Verse

lies, she wrotei. just a mimicry, really;
uncompromisingly
desperate to shine.

ii. counterfeit & clockwise,
tasting words on her
unworthy tongue.

iii. with a dysfunctional mind
& apocryphal dictionary,
she cannot clone it all.

iv. "say anything," the pen
whispers as she trembles
among ink-scented fraudulence.

v. but she just laughs & plays the part,
forgetting what the pages told her:
"truth is stranger than fiction."lies, she wrote23 hours ago in Free Verse

WorthlessWorthless,
the name that cuts like a knife,
Me,
it's all that you see inside,
My heart,
is breaking with every breath I take
The lies,
the only thing I can't seem to face.Worthless20 hours ago in Free Verse

to the starsI’ve got this arrow
curled around my finger
like Apollo’s heart
& your nicknames
engraved on the inside
of my lungs.

I don’t want to write
pretty little stanzas
or pick at the seams
of your poetry
like some deadbeat
psychology major -

I want to
scribble profanities
all over everything;
shoot down your moon
& wear her
like a charm
around ink stained
wrists.

I want to
take you
to the stars,
& leave you there.to the stars3 hours ago in Visual & Found Poetry

In The Daylight

In The Daylight

A false downfall
An unexpected revival

Sunset to moonset
Shining through darkness

Life...redefined
Death...redesigned

In the valley of promises- I will fear no end
On the brink of weakness- I will ascend
-
Roads of the toughest
Paths of the darkest

I conditioned my flawed limits
So fearful memories won't be paralytic

I had to raise my own spirit
Strength and endurance become so vivid

A chance for change / A moment of fate
A time to make peace / A brief feeling of creed
A sealing of my slate / A silencing of my mistakes
A secret ready to be freed / A chain soon-to-be incomplete

Pain and peace are infinite
Judge the wratIn The Daylight6 hours ago in Free Verse

Battle in my MindEat.
Don't eat.
Take it easy.
Work out until you pass out.
Get help.Tell someone.
Keep it a secret. It's only for you and me.
You're perfect.
You're worthless.
You're beautiful.
You're disgusting.
Why won't you listen?
They don't understand.
Let me help you.
You don't understand.
Show me.
No!
I love you..
Battle in my Mind19 hours ago in Free Verse

SurelyIt was raining
when we kissed for the first time,
for the last time.

Thin rivulets
sunk into the shrunken space
between our bodies
and divided us
like nothing could before,
like everything will
from now
until that never again
when we will
see each other once more,
no more.

Your eyes were
that bewitching shade
of dull brown blue
with all of the light darkness
whirling
in a placid pond
around a pupil
overflowing with vacancy,
and me
and my frowning smile.

The winter heat
fell like a rising tide
and,
for our every breath
was another death
so black and full of life --
embracing our boiled ice skin
as we drew apart,
came together and broke freeSurely21 hours ago in Free Verse

Lost In ConfusionMy mind is spinning without a rest
emotions whirl and twirl around
A merry-go-round gaining speed
Until the world blurrs before my eyes
What's happening? What's going on?

The simplest thought slips away
Right from my mind, fading so fast
Trying to focus, I stare and stare
Until my eyes are heavy and unclear.
I don't understand, what is going on...

Emotions rise and fall again
Within the blink of an eye
I'm crying, laughing, and depressed
A rollercoaster ride that never ends
Am I losing my mind in this ?

I try to close my eyes and rest
But the world spins me around
I feel like I am failing this test
Voices and noisies echo in my minLost In Confusion23 hours ago in Free Verse

Lost In ConfusionLost In Confusion

My mind is spinning without a rest
Emotions whirl and twirl around
A merry-go-round gaining speed
Until the world blurrs before my eyes
What's happening? What's going on?

The simplest thought slips away
Right from my mind, fading so fast
Trying to focus, I stare and stare
Until my eyes are heavy and unclear.
I don't understand, what is going on..

Emotions rise and fall again
Within the blink of an eye
I'm crying, laughing, and depressed
A roller-coaster ride that never ends
Am I losing my mind in this?

I try to close my eyes and rest
But the world spins me around
I feel like I am failing this test
Voices and noises echoLost In Confusion23 hours ago in Free Verse

WakefulI remain awake with dreams on my mind
and stories that wait to be knit into books.
To never find comfort until my pillows are
stuffed with thoughts instead of feathers
To never let go until I made sure that
the moon smiled back at me
Until the trees, the grass, and every night creature
has whispered good night...
And yet I'm still as wakeful as an owl
afraid that sleep would somehow
grab my neck and drag me to my grave.Wakeful8 hours ago in Free Verse

SanctuarySanctuary
I don't know you enough
To even know your last name
But I do know that you've had it rough
As I have felt the same
But you've suffered more in your distress
Making my past sorrows
Seem nothing more than a jest
Knowing atonement heralds tomorrow
Even so, I know the pain
And the committal to aid
In my heart has lain
Of course, if you desire it made
My heart, I swear, broke
When I heard of your troubled emotions
And the stress driving you to provoke
And this stayed in my notion
Maybe I could give comfort
Make the past easier to overlook
Together, rid of our contorts
And be each other's retreating nooks.Sanctuary22 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

SilentiumTranquility in
A motionless lake wherein
Lay silent ripplesSilentium18 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern

Wild HostThe Dead live on in the bellowing winds
and the Wild Host descends upon my house
the Barrow-Wights released from slumber
with Woden at their head.
For dust calls up and the Blood demands an answer
in mighty circles nine Worlds spin,
so pausing with the Age of the Wolf
according to Holy Wisdom’s wiles.

Tilt your head and listen
as the Song of the Dead rings out
what frightens the young and draws out the bold
puts its masque on a thousand sounds.

The howling of the Varg,
the pounding of the Etin-drum,
the hring-ring timing of the Dwarven smithy,
and the sound of Heimdall’s horn
have all been cast into the Wind
and added to the HymWild Host9 hours ago in Free Verse

Echoes in the DarkEchoes in the Dark

The day and age, like shadows they change
But this human race, it just stays the same
Oppressive shadow, burn the earth where you cast
Break the men and build your empire to last

Slaver, seducer, usurper abuser
So many names so little faith
A God without a preacher
A scream without a wraith
ECHOES IN THE DARK!

WE KEEP FIGHTING
AND WE KEEP FALLING
THE INNOCENT KEEP DYING
AND THE DEAD KEEP CRAWLING!
World on fire, the earth is in flames
A death toll for the liar bares a hundred million names!
Keep your arrogance, keep it close
Keep your ignorance, savour every dose
WE THINK WE’RE GODS AMONG MEN
WE THINK WE’LL LEchoes in the Dark18 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics

The two sides of a loverI remember when we first met.
We were so young,
So innocent,
Those were the days of laughter and joy
From the first day I met you,
I never wanted to let you go,

Then you were torn from me,
And in that time you were gone, you changed.
Years pasted and we were finally in the same class together.
I was over joyed.
It was like a dream...
But all dreams must come to an end.
As I awoke from my dreams, I was thrown into a nightmare,
The jabs and taunts
Pointing out my every flaw.
My heart splits in two
I love you.

You tell me you love me, and that you always have
Excitedly I tell you my feelings are the same.
Smiles on our faces,
We make our pThe two sides of a lover1 day ago in Free Verse

ThousandA thousand times I've chased this light,
And a thousand times I've had it in sight,
But a thousand times I've let it slip,
A thousand more times and I would have had it.Thousand5 hours ago in Free Verse

Last WordsA man once lived
Off by himself,
In a little tiny grove.

Now he was not the first,
Nor will he be the last,
But for now,
This grove is his.

Remenants from the past
Still stand,
Clinging and begging
To exist forever.

In a hopeless effort,
The man takes of the old,
Refits it,
Remakes it,
And makes it his own.

This man is not perfect,
Nor were the others.
He only tries his best.

As it were,
Tales begin and end,
The wind must die,
The man must fade.

Throughout his course,
The man made do,
Refitted and remade
All that he knew,
Leaving everything for another.

Death was a kind thing,
Entering with a knock
And a nod hello.

"Any last words?"
"Last Words19 hours ago in Free Verse

nightmarethe foxes are at your bedside and singing--
feversongs,
songs of boiling thoughts
and broken muscles.
their lullabyes.
they sneak so quiet, and
somehow,
you can't quite
dream
anymore.nightmare20 hours ago in Free Verse

UrbanThe broken paving stones provide a niche within an unforgiving world,

Tenacious weeds have multiplied around these narrow opportunities

these stringy plants are fitted for survival against the odds, each one

pitching its separate claim to life. Beneath the ruptured slabs, spindle

filaments of roots seek sustenance in gritty soil, dark and moist. in pockets

Too shallow for the ornate costumes of the pampered rose.

No horticultural art is practiced here, in this harsh universe

resources must be hoarded, so close to the void of the lifeless these survivors

grow. For them the season of flowering is brief:
Urban22 hours ago in Free Verse

persona unica¿¿ única??
¿una persona única?
uhm es interesante aquella palabra,
la cual dice muchas cosas,
¿porque digo interesante?
pues lastimosamente esta
palabra es muy poco común,
en esta sociedad de hipocresía, falsedad y superficialidad.

la persona que se atreva a ser única, aquella persona, es muy valiente
¿porque?,pues,no se como decirlo,en pocas palabras.

una persona única es aquella que
tiene un diferente pensamiento que los demás, aquella persona
puedes ser mejor que los demás.

todos alguna vez fuimos únicos, pero la triste realidad es que
gracias a que todos, estoy diciendo todos, alguna vez tuvimos el deseo
de que esta sociedad nos aceptara persona unica23 hours ago in Concrete Poetry

Gray MasqueradeStriding through this gray, empty world,
I peer upon the hard faces of my peers.
False laughter rings in my ears,
Strained smiles depict something's amiss.
They all fit in,
Just a bit too much.
Robotic and stiff,
They are unidentifiable.
Caught up in the crowd and judgment,
They have lost their identity and their pride,
And their emotions are as flat and cold as those disguises they sport.
The world has come to this.
Even they don't know who they are any longer,
And everynight
Is like a masquerade ball.
I would rather die
Than live a lie.Gray Masquerade1 day ago in Free Verse

PrimevalPrimeval

la nuit infinie
absorbe les cris d’une âme
- libération

-----

Primeval

the infinite night
devours a soul’s holler
- emancipation

-SophieCT, 22 mai 2013Primeval5 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern

The Pixelated Mani am just a single pixel,
a tiny dot on the digital canvas of my life,
a speck of grey in a sea of color,
a whirlpool of life and frivolity,
yet the sea is far away,
i am but a single pixel on a blank canvas,
a single pixel can never see a bigger picture,
yet somehow i am okay this way,
a single solitary pixel,
and yet all the same i cling to hope,
i hope that one day i will be joined by other pixels,
so that we may form a beautiful picture,
a special little masterpieceThe Pixelated Man17 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word

Gift: Let me soar high in the sky

Let me soar high in the sky

My beautiful feather's float in the air, the wind giving it a ride across the sky.

I didn't look at it going down, instead I looked up.

At the beautiful blue sky overlaying everyone on the ground. My feather matching its majestic color.

I am grounded, not on the ground, but on a branch.

I am not a human, I am a young blue bird.

Who dreams of flying. But I can't

I am too young to fly. My wings are too weak to help me fly, not even glide.

But that won't stop me from doing what we birds do best. Fly like no one can't fly in the sky.

I must know this life lesson for when I grow up.

I can fly to the ground aGift: Let me soar high in the sky16 hours ago in Free Verse

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