I was born from the breathe of Satan-I was formed underneath a tree in Salem
I was sworn to **** the king with swords of Cain-I was torn in-between infamy and destiny from my name
I'm a nameless hatred created from the twisted creator seizing an unforgiving lust and hunger for another miserable maiden wasting her worth with words of wishes longing the chance to dance with the duke of death
but the bet begs black
and I'm dressed in red restless dripping decisions of every maiden's sins ever since Satan brought me back from the depths of *** and a forever reincarnation of Hell's retrieving-unforgiving-sanatorium

ITS SO DUMB AND TALL!
CANT GET ROUND ATALL!!
LEGG SOO HOTTT
HOT HOT LEG
leg so hot it fry an egg"

my elders consider my punishment like prison
separated from my phone but linked to a chain in my home
for 7 days any kid my age wouldn't survive but suffer
what's for supper?
wait, last night double pound
McStuffer burger?!
but dad...
mother!
I'm trying a new diet tonight and am in immediate incapacity
of filling my bottomless pit's wildest delights
perhaps an offer...(?)
every night I must survive
we can all share a nice family supper

I've seen it all...
the deserted
become the damaged
burning themselves against
a graffiti sanctuary
called
heaven's wall.

babe I'm not upset
just having a little frustration
I don't want to fall in love next weekend
I just don't want to give up on this communication

my heart is dying might need to charge soon
I've dreamt of your warmth bleeding onto me
in your room

ever since you've given me voice to sing poetry-
-bring to life every epic of a tragic love story,
I'm sorry but I can't forget you over a weekend,
or even-
-after a calm midnight
summer
solar wind

WAKINGUP...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~­~~~~~~~
I couldn't sleep again
only remembering thoughts
scattered like puzzle pieces
of back when
I was told in school
making friends comes second
happiness comes third...


MEANWHILE ATSCHOOL...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~­~~~~~~~
in poetry class
we were shown
how words can make hearts melt like snow
and that we each have the power
to thaw out the cold
from anybody with a kindle in their soul


AFTER SCHOOL...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~­~~~~~
in a parking lot
alone in my 98 Camry
I didn't just **** the engine
I snapped the cars personified neck
with the flick of my shaking hand

I hold a pen
a beautiful pen
from the girl who sat behind me in
poetry

from the glovebox
I hold a gun
a powerful fierce magnum
that spits fire across my temple
helping me get some sleep I've been dreaming
of...

in the beginning
          it was only her and him
                 each year they would meet and it would always be
different...

Her: Hi I like you and wondered if you like me too?
Him: I only like girls who don't have to wear training bras...


1 year later
-----------------------------------------------------------­-------------------------------
Her: I don't have to wear those anymore. You must like me for sure?
Him: I only like girls who break the rules...


1 year passes
----------------------------------------------------------­--------------------------------
Her: I left my house and stabbed my friends in the back, can I have you to myself?
Him: I only want girls who waste their life.

Her: I refuse to do anything like that
Him: What have you been doing all this time?

you can't always fix
everything
even if it's meant to stay
broken
can you even reach
a heart
locked
in a glass case
destined
to crash
at the
depths
of the
ocean?

babe just let me in
suppose you're going to
leave me alone on an island again?
to watch you drown
I can't swim.
Just let me kiss
the bottom of your ear
just talk with me
and don't push away
but
start to let it be clear.
I wanna stay and make  mistakes
and take time to create
wishes with you
when it's dark and cloudy outside
I'd always close my eyes
and it would all come true
to stare at your bottomless blue crystal sea stained-glass.
Dance with me
make me swing
getting tipsy over the dizzy
way of how you sing giving a new feeling
Send me to sleep on a Saturday morning
help me if I get cold
then I'll hum the melody
you always taught me
since the beginning
please hold my love tight and true
cupid's dove
fly away so I can write with my last breathe
an epic conclusion  

~fin

we did it guys!
                      
              or at least   -     coping pop    -     culture moments...
                                
                              my                                      happened
                                    t h e o r e m        h a s

wasted over a year
with evidence I do not have right here
but all my loyal fellow poet savants
know it

       m y  t h e s i s ,(!)                                    a l l  m y l i f e s                                       
                                     m y  m y s t e r y,(?)                             w o r k ,(!)

my theory of trending
from knowing Eliot's (selected) history
has saved and gained
my fame
for me
at least
for now
myself digitally

                                             T   F  O  O  L
                       W               U
                           O        O          
                              R   ,                <3
                                D

a giggly child dancing in the rain
would watch it fall unto a stream
and puddles would grow to show a path
adventure awaits long at last
down the brook
through the grove
under a tree
across a mossy train road
how tragic it is to tell his fate
when last he met a golden gate
chased a fish to the depths
couldn't rise even with all his strength

let's fall into the wild side
              let us
dive into a dry spell of summer  
              let
                 us
live life like on-top of a Saturday night retro
              l  e  t
               u  s
listen to mummers of every newcomer in our circle
             l                 e                  t
                      U               S
have youth of touching silhouettes behind a red corea door
             su tel
tell this with cracks in our eyes tears in our throat
LU
luve and don't regret

with the brush of a breeze branches and flowers
dance with life and evergreen enthusiasm
with the chance of meeting you I know it to be true
fantasies and dreams of love do happen

if my heart would start to glow in the dark
every night at home with you or alone
you'd be shocked to know nothing gives me a spark
since you'd squint to find a heart gushing with love
instead a hole woefully without a springing soul

you want a poem to trend on Hello Poetry?

simple just add tragedy or triumph
>Important don't forget to<

             m       v         a     o     n  
                    o      e        r      u    d

talk about falling upside down or running in reverse
talk about being apart of site for many months and it seems like a curse

your poem didn't get any sun
didn't stay trending long enough for any to notice

                                                Or just say HI
                                                                        that seems to work
:)

I walked in through an endless door I never knew I’d know
a calm climatic state of inner calamity,  
walking ever so slow
more painful than a leisure stroll through a fire
but my body so cold and feet shuffle almost like through snow.
A self dramatic portrait of a moment
colors could never capture my emotional movement.
It never hit so hard
I never heard words leave so soon
did those words I even spoke?
How could I? When I was too red to breathe  
only air I swallowed kept my voice shut as smoke does
fire-emotional-exact
water-falling-returned
spirit-uncertain-end.

please don't float away
if I say I'll find a way
means I won't take it back
a promise is a promise