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NostalgiaThe first time my fingersNostalgia by DylanSeto
Sailed across your shorelines
was magical. It felt like I was running
through the past and pulling memories
from way back. But even nostalgia
eventually becomes useless and mundane.
A chore to hide the bitterness
With sour kisses and cheap perfume.
We lived our lives in New York minutes;
Being wasted was never time wasted,
We survived for a while
on fake laughs and ganja cookies.
But like everything; like with everyone else,
Within an instant,
I made you breakfast,
and was gone.
For The QueenFor The QueenFor The Queen by DraganTheMighty
Shall the Queen dance for the slave?
Shall the birds sing for me? No!
Shall the sun rise for me? No!
Shall the spring come for me? No!
Shall the storm stop for me? No!
However the birds sing
the sun rises
the spring comes
and the storm stops, always.
But not for me.
When the Queen dances for the Slave,
I'll be free again.
.I've fallen in love with these windswept streets. by SpectralGlowFly
the ice-blue skies, they cry for me
the raindrops glisten in the distant view
like a shower of stardust in the city lights;
I find my hope in these rundown parts.
In the metro heart of a sleepy city
the motion leaves me dazzled and dizzied;
the headlights of the passing cars
illumine my face like incandescent stars;
and rather than waiting by a post-letter box
I'm distracting myself with directionless walks
yet all my brain can conjure up
are bygone memories of you.
Hours on end but there's no reply
my forlorn heart's like the ashen sky
I'm cold, and alone, and I'm drenched to the bone
But there's still no sign of you.
For a second, I could see you in the dim-lit path
like a child in a dream, it was all in my mind
I swear I can hear you in the gentle breeze
well, hope is insanity when unconfined
then reality hits with a vicious smack
you meant it when you said that you were never coming back.
Crimes Against RealityYou are an enormous quackCrimes Against Reality by randomfreakygothgirl
Why don't you step on a tack?
And it would be cool as hell
If you killed yourself as well
No one wants to be your friend
when you whine for days on end
Ring around the wrong thing
Daily brain cells dying
The crutch falls down!
Loser has a little plan,
Nothing real to show
For all of the money spent -
Just kush and crazy hoes.
Always says "fuck it"
It's the same thing every day
Along came a fire
Spoke of things lighter
You blow work and school away
Jack and Jane
Take you away
To make you feel their fodder
Then life comes down
And filths abound
Is that what you were after?
When love turns out to be a falacyWe floated so peacefully above the ruins.When love turns out to be a falacy by Diamonds-Dont-Shine
The ruins in which we are now buried.
We were flying upon ignorance and love,
becoming heavier with every breath we took.
When we fell, we came down hard-
The air was thin and our visions were grey.
The temperature was cool and our steps were heavy.
They still can be found as part of the decay.
It’s sad and so confronting how our fall,
is engraved in the land we used to look down on.
It’s painful how hard we had to hit the earth,
to realize we were a lost cause floating on deception.
Now we both linger above the grave of many.
Our prints are now a part of the said and done.
All we can regret is using hope, something so deadly,
and expect to get away with just a bottomless run.
Noah AwakeningThe path before me never seemed so bare.Noah Awakening by AnaShadowWolf
In my mind, darkness is creeping.
Torn apart, I’m hoping for a prayer
As I’m left wondering.
Why none of you are here.
On my hour of despair.
Have I not always be in your company,
As we traveled fighting the akumas that exist?
Have we not always called ourselves a family?
And have I not always been an exorcist?
So why I must face this alone.
While you look at me as if I’m your foe?
Could it be that this Noah in me.
Is enough to erase all that we once had?
Those days we spent together, laughing so glad…?
Remember how if you cried, I’d always answer your call?
And now this loneliness makes me wonder.
If our bond was ever true at all.
Why should I remain loyal then,
To the “family” that left me alone,
While the more the time is passing,
More I can hear the Noah Clan calling?
Always saying “come, this is your home”.
Wanting to forget our fights, that hatred,
They never lied, never pretende
EmancipationI feel so much more happyEmancipation by randomfreakygothgirl
Without you in my life
No darkened clouds of worry
Days are brighter
My soul so warm in hope
You give me no more strife
Alas, I still discover stress
It slightly withered, I realize
Though my mood can still depress
I'll make my way back
This dawns a day in recognition
To see you gone's my prize
Find yourself away from me
Be so lost for all I care
You will not this sight see
Sanity in my mind tethered
Ownership once more
I breathe in free the open air
DevourOh I'm well aware of my own limitations,Devour by WordOfChen
Unlike you, I do not quite have the talent.
I cannot warp the minds of the young and malleable,
I cannot make them believe I am greater than I am.
I am simply, not like you...
But if I were to eat you, I wonder.
Would I too experience such glory?
If I were to devour your flesh,
And drink your soul as if it were a fine wine.
Would I too become great?
Let us find out you and I;
And I'll thank you in advance, for the lovely meal!
A Cup Of TeaA Cup Of Tea by DraganTheMighty
There's no future ahead
and you sleep on your bed
There is blood on the street
and you fight with your shit
Too much horror this life
and you kiss your wife.
There's no hope in my song,
I don't need to be strong
There's no sorrow in my Love!
There's no time above!
No more people to touch
and you're eating your lunch
Don't cut your bread into half,
there's no need to be tough
There's no fight you can give,
There's no chance, we won't live.
There's no way, we can't flee,
The end is coming, yet we're free
Pull the curtain, stay to see
and I'll bring a cup of tea.
There's no hope in my song,
I don't need to be strong!
Pull the curtain, stay to see
and I'll bring a cup of tea.
Back BiteIf you think that you can beat me with your fakery,Back Bite by WordOfChen
I won't let you break or put me down; I'm a landmine!
And if you think that you can ever silence this deal,
Then sew your lips shut, while I show you what's real!
You live inside your fairytale world,
And you're ever right.
Think that you can cloud us with this fantasy?
I will show you venom and I will show you poison,
I will spit you verse that is as raw as its poignant
So why don't you sit back, arms flat, relax;
Let a new man take control of the apex!
And if you think that you can touch with flower-kissed verses,
I will take your dreams and I'll turn them into curses;
Don't think that you can fake a writer who's real,
Or I might have to show you how the real dark feels!
A Virelai (Sorta)Beside the sea you strideA Virelai (Sorta) by NathanielFlyingOwl
As you try to hide
With the ocean tide
As your steady guide
To live and confide
In God, who provides
The dark starts to bite
You hasten your flight
The shadows delight
In fueling your fright
Though what a kind sight
Is the moon tonight
BlocksWriter’s block is sucking my soul.Blocks by TheAngstyPoet
Don’t wanna write wholly.
My ex boyfriend is no fun.
I’m still fat and don’t run.
I study, I study, I study.
But I need someone to fuck me.
I become inebriated and smoke tobacco.
My hangover becomes my shadow.
Money, green, and bread fall out,
But who can hear my screams out loud?
Who wants to read this poem?
My heart blackens to stone.
Foot in front of the other down the road.
I’m too lazy to reap what I’ve sown.
I’m sick of everyone but afraid of alone.
I don’t want to be lonely.
But friendship’s on my terms only.
Solely because I need control.
All my bridges burned become black holes.
Someone Else.Someone Else.Someone Else. by KelaLewis-Morin
I wish I had a...
A heart that is malleable.
A mind that isn’t practical
And a life that is fanciful.
I wish I had a...
Tranquil touch that never hurts.
A mouth that thinks before it spurts
And a body that is control of its nerves.
I wish I had...
Feet that are confident and able walk fast.
Hopeful hands that have a firm but soft grasp
And an ass that can rebound after every task.
I wish I had a smile that is permanent.
I wish I had eyes that were not so observant.
I wish I had the mass to withstand any disturbance.
Sometimes I wish I could be a completely different person.
The Weak Minds of Grand MenLet me sing you a song of the agesThe Weak Minds of Grand Men by ExquisitelyExplicit
as the voices ring out in my ears.
The words of the gods mean nothing
in a world where you lack faith and fears.
The choir has burned down the church,
the ancients are all but forgot.
And that priest that you trust,
with all your lies and your lust,
has taken quite a share from the coffer.
The world is a multitude of messes,
the kingdoms have all gone to rot.
But while you were searching for answers,
I was the one who forgot.
A lost home is one thing, a family another
but without my power I’m a new man entirely.
I burnt all my bridges a long time ago
when I was but immortal and shallow, thoughtless, just so.
The weak minds of grand men are so easily swayed,
past the point of no return they will float without notice.
The welfare of all depends not on the men
but the actions they take, to bring order to hand.
I held you as you lay,
suddenly fearful you would not live
to die another day.
As peace was shattered,
so was your heart,
dancebeneath the water a world eruptsdance by Tomea
limbs tangling in endless motion
dragging softly through moonlit worlds
lips part and lungs fill and
we all sink to places unknown.
heavy chests gasp for life and fend off death
arms stretching high for the sky
tilting heads back we connect the sky within our reach
legs reach with purpose for slippery tile
that hides from the surface.
the world is muffled and cries are hushed
our song becomes the endless need
the endless want that fills our souls and
makes us endless.
we had met in a place where music deafened
and crowds became something of their own
ensnared within the mosh we collided
defeating the fight and slipping through the
You are the SunlightYou are the Sunlight by Sasurealian
It started off like this
When I gave you that first kiss
It took you by surprise
And made me close my eyes
I won’t lie, I was scared
As you stopped and stared
I couldn’t even breathe
But then you kissed me
It shattered all our fear
And made our love clear
My feelings only grew
But inside I always knew
The time you fell from the swing
From the first time I heard you sing
The first time you held my hand
I was so nervous I couldn’t stand
Even though I can’t cook
You still give me that look
My hearts melts every time
Reminding me how you’re mine
You’re the ending to my story
And the happiness that I keep
My life is never boring
And why I’m peaceful as I sleep
I love you with all my might
I love you with my entire soul
You’re the love that’s always right
And the love I can’t control
You’re the reason why I fight
You’re the reason for my laughter
You’re the everlasting light
You’re my happily
DetrimentalLike scars on your wristsDetrimental by mephetical
Your eyes told it all
And everyone who saw them
Was irrevocably enthralled
Like the drugs on this table
Your smile was addictive
Was all that it afflicted
Like a schizophrenia patient
Your voice rang in our heads
Making it impossible to forget
A single word that you said
Like the worst alcoholic
You had me constantly inebriated
With you, my worst feelings
Were immediately alleviated
Some might say I should stay away
Because you're so dastardly
But that's what makes it fun
Because I like what's bad for me.
Tracks Of TearsTracks of tearsTracks Of Tears by KelaLewis-Morin
The Piccadilly lines of tears have ran their route many a time
But never did I know a love so sublime.
This train stopped for no one she was the only passenger,
It was thirty love and she returned every serve like my name was Slazenger.
We were rallying for ages her love seemed to know no bounds.
Every ball she threw no matter the distance I fetched like a hound.
Whenever I dithered she kept me on track,
Spontaneity lustre and passion there was no lack.
The track continued only it now regularly terminating at cock fosters.
She had a free ride the journey never cost her
A penny. She would sit on my seat make it warm
She even made the gravy train stop like a tumultuous storm.
We were made for each other two of a kind we belonged on Noah's ark.
Only this day was no exception it would eventually become dark.
Arguments occurred she was being pedantic,
Shouting and hollering no more Mr. Romantic.
We changed track she got off at waterloo and city line.
Apparently my oyster car
ExistingExistingExisting by KelaLewis-Morin
The location no map can pin-point,
The blind region of the universe.
Living turns in to existing,
Existing mutates in to subsisting.
Emotions have no place here.
The body is in a cadaverous state,
The heart thinks but the mind aches.
The mouth has been moulded to deceive.
The eyes are impervious to lies.
This is the place where true honesty lies
Know one can surmise how you feel,
Those who once cared have dematerialized.
You can only re-lie on yourself,
False deceptions allow us to proceed.
Realise the real lies we tell ourselves
Allow us to proceed
The Boy And The ButterflyThe Boy And The Butterfly by DraganTheMighty
The Boy And The Butterfly
so back in time,
there was a little butterfly,
She met a boy
and he loved her,
He didn't know
and he asked her
"Is it true?
You'll die today?
So I was told,
So they say!"
the little butterfly,
She asked the owl,
sad she'll die.
Gods were watching
from up, high,
A girl was born,
She lived again,
life was joy,
One day again
met the boy
The boy knew,
he didn't speak,
In love again,
love so deep
This is joy!!
Love for her
was just a toy.
Gods were watching
from up, high,
She was still;
But gods can't take
Poor little boy!
Boy was damned
NightMareNightMare by DraganTheMighty
I'm lying sick, I'm in daze,
A Demon's running my head,
There's a fox and a blaze,
I'm not on my bed!
I run on the mountain,
I'm feeling so free,
I run on the mountain!
From myself I must flee!!
Ooh My God, Send An Angel;
I can't stand this alone,
It's so heavy my burden,
Take me back; Take me home...
Lost inside my own dream;
I can't find my way out...
It's my fever, my sin,
I must wake! I must shout!!!
Ooh My God, Send An Angel,
Though it's mine, the guilt,
Stop this fever, my burden
And the tale I'll sing.
Nightless IsleThe nightless phase, the world well wiseNightless Isle by Monocephalized
Gone glitter guilt from some sort of bribe
Each faithless place has led me here
And solvent silt is piling outside
Out turned across a starry scape
Cotton counting while I'm awake
Home is just a ship into the sea
And the carrier of all that I take
Where are my bones?
A thrown departure
I have no perplexing idea of her
She is a map
And I'm in water
But the crash will capsize well unto her
Roof shingles with her name and place
Have a direction gone running in haste
When peeled between the walls of rain
I hope the steps I've taken escape
Where are my stones?
Still skipping lightly
I'll follow like the sun to the stars
She is a map
Written beside me
And I'm desperate to cut out your depart
I'd sink my home
To come upon one
The isle where we young were alive
Time took its part
But I am not done
And I'm desperate to be washed up alive
The nightless phase
Gone glitter guilt
The faithless place
And solvent silt
Where are my charts?
Where are my lines?
SetaePumice stones keen bladesSetae by Monocephalized
Through every slowing sacrifice
What cut the heart still beating still alive
They have no qualm or call
Their aperture without a voice
What cut the heart still beating for the time
A brazen bell may knocking
Beat the gash of marrow split
Where setae off my fingers
Steal the moments you resist
Carbonate in rain
The never tilt of paint gone by
Poured lightly through the ferric slitter eye
A coloured fall of sight
You make it seem our graves were green
While I had placed my lily virgin white
What cut the heart still beating
From a body left untied
Washed with rusted edges down
From the head I wrote alive
Pumice stones keen knives
And wetted shade the earthen vase
Still warm the kiss imprinted through its vein
What keeps a world of grey
From coming out of cracking names
Still warm the lips still praying wind and rain
Too long to have their conscience
Forlorn for their finding I
Am a crown for the dying
With the moth dust left on mine
xciii. red rose cafevelvet red riversxciii. red rose cafe by crystallized-skies
flow from the delicate
petals that bloom
on your pristine
white button-up clad chest
as I sit in my chair
your stoic figure
sipping rosé and
pondering the life
we could have had.
Between the linesThe slow devouring of quicksand seepageBetween the lines by jade-pandora
through an hourglass of myself,
like romanticizing how Livingstone died
when it was actually long, and terrible.
This never changes, as I will never change,
even as the costly waste challenges
its chaste casting, and the extoller of
your emphatic approximations as my lover,
long after my fate has pulled yours asunder.
I Love SummerI love summer for actually allowing usI Love Summer by Itsjustwordsreally
to be stupid.
Feeding us all winter with memories of
things we did.
I love summer for its clothing, or
lack there off.
Making us euphoric enough to spread smiles
and share love.
What she thinks.
What she misses.
I love summer
or maybe just the memories
of summer-loves I once lived
HeartbreakA sudden slip into the void, emptiness bloomsHeartbreak by Mrs-Freestar-Bul
letting the quicksand pull you down a hole
your stomach drops as you fall in the dark room
where you sit face to face with hurt
He will not back off with his punches
and you can't run
You sit there, and all the world's clocks stop
in that moment, in that time you wait
and so is the lump in your throat
and every thought is a puzzle
and you think:
How beautiful to be able to cry
Same LoveSame loveSame Love by AshiharaLover
You said you rather wanted me to be a whore than being gay. My own mother told me this while she gave me this look she used to give her own father... because he used to beat her when she was at my age. Now that look was resting on me, and I begged in my head “Please God, just let me die now!”, but God wouldn’t take me life just yet. And my mom slammed the door and I heard her cry loudly. Everybody hates us now in this small town because of me, the preacher wouldn’t even shake my hand in church, “Aaaameeen! I’ll ‘aids’ you with my hands!” as if…
So I stopped going to church, why should I go there anyway when the God I was supposed to love not even loved me?
Eventually my mom realized that I wasn’t the one who was a freak. I was just a human being wanting love, maybe a
Nocturnal PoetryNocturnal PoetryNocturnal Poetry by Krikak
Nocturnal poetry, the sound of the life,
Flames in my heart, the words of love are rife.
Suffering from the bitter pain I was voicelessly screaming.
Caught up by my own demons, never even dreaming,
That one day, the darkness within me would be vanished,
By the eternal light of yours with love so deep replenished,
We would rise from the ashes, not in the distant future, but today,
Standing together inside flames…
We would forget about the pain of yesterday.
Those things never even dreamt are becoming true.
You’re the light in the dark night’s blue,
The life running through my veins,
Getting me rid of all chains.
The last thing I have in my mind at the evening,
Belongs to you…
So as the first thought at the morning.
Nocturnal poetry, the lines written by feelings,
Guided by the heart, staying day-dreaming.
I’ve never thought that I’d feel alive once again,
That one day it will be the end of the rain.
You’ve showed me the b
Lunar LoveSeasons flute of coloured tunesLunar Love by RJBG
Whispers from the breathless moon
Cushioning the silent cry
Perfumed of endless lullaby
Rendered BlueYou struck my heart in every wayRendered Blue by ReginaLicole
with a bullet full of love,
and despite me throwing it away,
the residue will remain.
For when my life was dark,
you turned it into light.
Showing me your desire
by never giving up a fight.
You gave me something
that was so pure.
A rare sight of love that burned
to much for me to cure.
I wish for you to know
you were always true.
My love for you real
and now my hearts rendered blue.
first try at haiku...as the legend goesfirst try at haiku by verybigbonedvirtuoso
god conjured her after brunch
sipping his Earl Grey
Innocence (1)crack in the windowInnocence (1) by WolfxButterfly
fat cat snoring
his fur in my orange juice.
fever in my voice
never leaving bed again
except for cake.
“are clouds made of velvet?”
you asked, and I said, “no,
but your laugh is.”
(True) Halo(True) Halo by jade-pandora
It's what angels wear,
this crown of thorns, to keep them
grounded to the earth
instead of wings, lifting them
out of reach from their calling.
At least, stay near me.
Trade with me your crown of storms
and your thread-bare clothes,
revealing neither boy nor girl,
to be your guardian one.