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escritora12
escritora12
I like to think as life as a cabaret, Old chum. Come to the cabaret.
This is the circus What are you made of This is the circus of conformity In the form of high wasted short Shorts In short form: Eyes slide off me like I'm made of Teflon Whatever it is you feel make manifest no wrong Raging circus of creative spirits Meld into one sort of monster Claws out so you fear it Exploring  the isles of freedom In the confines of prescribed high fashion Kissin and dashin Smile and flash Smile and flashin This is the circus And your a small note on the ledger line Held hostage in the ******* of time
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Aug 16, 2014
Aug 16, 2014 at 3:24 AM UTC
Music festival
I don't want to be married I don't want to be settled I want to be me .. holding hands ... with ..someone.. who is not me So very not me But so very themselves Someone who is their own someone Who has chosen to walk beside... me who is me So very me Someone who continually chooses to walk beside me, because of and despite me I don't want to get married I want to get better Get better at being me beside you Get better at loving you and me At teaching you how to love me and you At learning me and you I want to go to bed mad and wake up sad I wasted that time when I see your cute night drenched face soaking up a pillow Im going to regret things I say to you And things you say to me But I won't forget you and the place we carve for one another In our heart trees You won't be first but you will be the last one.. I kiss before bed and the last heart I strive to know the curves and edges of So when I marry you It's not a word It's not some potion that changes the earth and it's motion When I marry you I choose to choose you
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Aug 16, 2014
Aug 16, 2014 at 3:18 AM UTC
I don't want to get married
You Oh no you sit Really I insist Infact my whole trajectory supposedly pivots on you taking that seat And not getting up I don't know who you are You have a different chromosomal make up So were obviously a match The frequency of my laugh Moving from my lips is intriguing to you Your thoughts have created a godess from a human I wish you wouldn't Yes the weather is right for a ride And coconut surprise But this whole sharade is rather sterile Boy seeks out girl cause of her chest and the way she sits just so in the nest... It's all so calculated and conducted like chopan How bout raw unruly foot in mouth utterances Jackson ******* type splatter How bout we show our worst cards and see if one is worthy of the good a test to extend the boundaries of our so called yard How bout we throw up on the first date and skip the second How bout we  call it check mate and  shake hands with the aching spirit inside, save a seat for a much looser rhyme
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 1:45 AM UTC
loose rhyme
-Descubierto Escondido, hidden it was Cubierto covered by comprartment rationalizations Untrained eye saw the flower in the dandelion unwilling to let die Disdain kept this little girl afraid weary on  the outskirts of foraging paths to explore her brain I was taught to desire a label fit a characture in Cinderella fable only to find, I don't fit I sat down for dinner with my darkest allegories I let theme name me Highlight every frailty within me Oh no don't stop go on I said Under my fog of dark Disdain kept this little girl afraid Weary on the outskirts of foreging paths to explore her brain I was taught to desire a label fit a characture in cinderella fable only to find I don't fit Marinating in poison I lined myslef up beside my expectations fail fail fail I cannot See now All is etched in dark at the enemies table Disdain kept this little girl afraid weary on the outskirts of foreging paths to explore her brain I was daught to desire a label fit a characture in Cinderella fable Omnipotent hope After dinner I drank of peace It caressed my bones and forced the enemies strangle hold to release Peace renewed Threading hope through my sinews If u Must live Don't try and grow under the hat they give U or wear a label sign Live to ur own rythm Sing to the chorus outside of time
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 1:43 AM UTC
Escondido
- How to measure: A table. take out ruler, string or tape Size  lines calculate with  retina powered eyes count the spit that flys from open mouths who gather fill it with their laughter, count the crayon etchings of the determined fire in eyes Thomas the tank engine colorer extroidinair Weight gain. Gaze down at waste, shift in skin as you reach  depths in pockets to hide McDonalds receipts and push them in Do, mental math, one apple a month has got to off set at least one Big Mac Mileage. Look at your spedometer Thelma, it's pretty much yelling at you. Take stalk of all the shoes that have  warn you.count backwards from twenty five to Two. Count the steps you took when you didn't have to, subtract the ones that didn't count and divide by the moments you glide Growth Annual reports, minions in Arnold churgen assuring you to stalk up on the market. Your rrsps  with thank you as they soar and plummet as all must on the onslaught of such heights. Talk to the fifth grader inside you and ask what got me here, was it that Dora the explorer hair cut or the time I didn't give up, that lead to that other time i didn't give up that lead to the time  i pushed quit to the back of my tongue and swallowed it. A moment. In corners of mouth stretched outwards in an upward slant. Those 60 seconds you ranted and most of it was good That kiss you can still feel as uou tried to hold on to your skin In the calculated weight of truth transferred to hands in use Or the science behind the fact that you actually breathed again and  your body, received the donation, the free gift that fuels you, rushes in caresses your sinues and prepares the way for another little wind I Cherish that wind One moment, your body will say thankyou very much air, but this relationship of you fueling me and me needing you.. Is baked like that pie your mom doesn't like talking about any more How does one measure a life Success, deductibles, YouTube hits,# shout outs, lives touched, damage done, or how many times you actually enjoyed a cinnomon bun without apologizing to your hips You choose. You choose what measuring tape you wake up with because that's the one they are gonna pull out when the man with the answers recites your yagooogaly When you measure dare to recall that when the air says adeui and all that is left is your spirit and as your body falls let spirit rise tall
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 1:42 AM UTC
Measure
- How to measure: A table. take out ruler, string or tape Size  lines calculate with  retina powered eyes count the spit that flys from open mouths who gather fill it with their laughter, count the crayon etchings of the determined fire in eyes Thomas the tank engine colorer extroidinair Weight gain. Gaze down at waste, shift in skin as you reach  depths in pockets to hide McDonalds receipts and push them in Do, mental math, one apple a month has got to off set at least one Big Mac Mileage. Look at your spedometer Thelma, it's pretty much yelling at you. Take stalk of all the shoes that have  warn you.count backwards from twenty five to Two. Count the steps you took when you didn't have to, subtract the ones that didn't count and divide by the moments you glide Growth Annual reports, minions in Arnold churgen assuring you to stalk up on the market. Your rrsps  with thank you as they soar and plummet as all must on the onslaught of such heights. Talk to the fifth grader inside you and ask what got me here, was it that Dora the explorer hair cut or the time I didn't give up, that lead to that other time i didn't give up that lead to the time  i pushed quit to the back of my tongue and swallowed it. A moment. In corners of mouth stretched outwards in an upward slant. Those 60 seconds you ranted and most of it was good That kiss you can still feel as uou tried to hold on to your skin In the calculated weight of truth transferred to hands in use Or the science behind the fact that you actually breathed again and  your body, received the donation, the free gift that fuels you, rushes in caresses your sinues and prepares the way for another little wind I Cherish that wind One moment, your body will say thankyou very much air, but this relationship of you fueling me and me needing you.. Is baked like that pie your mom doesn't like talking about any more How does one measure a life Success, deductibles, YouTube hits,# shout outs, lives touched, damage done, or how many times you actually enjoyed a cinnomon bun without apologizing to your hips You choose. You choose what measuring tape you wake up with because that's the one they are gonna pull out when the man with the answers recites your yagooogaly When you measure dare to recall that when the air says adeui and all that is left is your spirit and as your body falls let spirit rise tall
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Journey- by Christina Helen Marie Step out your door only to step in once more I am upward momentum spinning top living for lessons learned not I want freedom interlaced dreams to carry  my weight I must send my mind to that future time place date... When all I have done is displayed Having each melodic note pulled from lungs to encompass a life well sung For even then... I will have not yet arrived have brain filled and wholeness of mind Even then... I will step out my door only to step back in once more I choose to jump land without hitting the floor I am upward momentum spinning top Living from lessons learned not I want freedom... interlaced dreams to carry my weight I must send mind to that future date when all I have done is displayed Each melodic note pulled from lungs to encompass a life well sung Even then I will step out my door to step back once more I carry this awareness like birds with the **** they gather to make nests It comes with me to tomorrow To prepare for the heavy You see I cannot rest until heart song melody has leaked dry However my girl, rivers that flow from the deity renew themselves Never ending joy in store houses I can always be a fountain sopping wet dripping over the kettle This yearning to create.....was never meant to settle
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 1:34 AM UTC
Journey