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Scary Clowns*

There is one thing you should know
I swear it is the truth
Watch for clowns this time of year
As they smile and lie to you

One day you'll see these words I say
They cannot be denied
For Halloween is on us now
The scariest of all nights

Ghost will float through the air
Let you think the night is fun
The walking dead will rule the streets
Some may have real guns

A witch may put a spell on you
Many Gobblins will be found
Thinking you have seen it all
You relax and let guard down

Then a final knock on your door
With no one else around
A politician standing there
The scariest of all clowns*

Poem by : Carl Joseph Roberts
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Shhh can you hear it
Quiet and you'll see
The sounds of Mother Nature
Are everywhere indeed
Turn off your TV
Your radio and phone
Open up the windows
Listen to her moan
Listen when she's angry
Listen when she's asleep
Listen to her happy
Listen to her weep
Look outside and marvel
At everything she is
She's anything in nature
She's like a little kid
She plays among the treetops
She slides down every stream
She falls from the heavens
She's what makes the grass so green
She explodes from the earth
And creates all new lands
Natural disasters
Are formed by her hands
Don't forget about Miss Nature
She'll always be around
Just quiet and listen
For her never ending sound
It's really hard to imagine
A world that's all okay
A place where everything's perfect
It seems so far away
Maybe it could happen
It would all be so great
The world would be more friendly
And there wouldn't be so much hate
There would always be a smile
On every child's face
People would care for each other
No matter age, language or race
No one would ever be afraid
of being alone at night
But this could only happen
If everyone would try
The days are fading
But my heart’s still breaking
I’ve been trying so hard to move on
But I’m still chasing
I’ve seen better days
And I’ve seen the worst of them
I know it’s over but I
Still wish that I am wrong

Because I.. I haven’t moved on
I know there’s a place and time
Where the sun still shines
And we’re going to be strong
We’ll be close together
And nothing will tear us apart
We’ll be standing side by side
Holding close, each others hearts
I know that one day..
Everything’s going to be okay

The clouds are forming
And I think they’re here to stay
They’ve been coming fast now
Since the day you walked away
I still remember
Just like it was yesterday
All of the things we used to do
When we were still together
Your love was all I needed
Whenever things got tough
But now that my arms are empty
And I can’t feel your touch
I close my eyes and I think of us..

Because I.. I haven’t moved on
I know there’s a place and time
Where the sun still shines
And we’re going to be strong
We’ll be close together
And nothing will tear us apart
We’ll be standing side by side
Holding close, each others hearts
I know that one day..
Everything’s going to be okay

Everything’s going to be okay
All the clouds will begin to move
The sunshine’s going to shine through
And I’m going to have somebody new
He’s always going to be there for me and
He’ll never cause a tear to fall
I’ve waited on you for too long
I guess it wasn’t meant to be
But I know that I am strong now
And I’m letting go completely..

Because I .. I finally moved on
There was never a place and time
And the sun doesn’t always shine
We’re never going to be close together
And we were really never that strong
Everything tore us apart
We were never side by side
You were holding both our hearts
But I know now finally
That everything is going to be alright

…I’m going to be just fine
…I’m going to be alright
…I still have all my pride
…and I still have plenty of light
 Dec 2013 Chris Dionisio
Love
Would you hate me?
Because I think you would.
Can I trust you enough,
With something so important to me?
You would leave me,
You would treat me different,
Everything would change...
But I'm telling you anyways,
I'm gay.
"because i hate myself"
"how can you hate yourself so much though?!"
"i just do"

i know its difficult to understand
but i thought this through
and i've figured a way to describe what its like
i hope maybe you'll understand
a little maybe.

                                                           imagine you're angry with someone
                                      they've maybe broken something special to you
                             or forgotten to do something and it ended in disaster
                           well,  you're angry with them, so frustrated and angry
                     and you have built up rage, muscles tense and you know
                 you cant hurt them, because thats bad, and you'll feel worse

but the person you're angry with
                                                                        is you.
its like there's two of me
the me that is a body
just simple and does what its told
then there's my head
                     my mind
                     my mind gets frustrated with my body
so very angry
                     my mind punishes my body
for not being perfect enough
for not doing something perfect
for forgetting or not doing it g
ood enough

imagine that
over every
tiny* little thing
of course i hurt myself
its how i learn
to be perfect
i'm working on it
but i'm still angry
with my body
for not performing
good enough
i told myself to use the word 'lovely'
                                   more often.
maybe if i spoke of beauty enough, i would become it.

i decided to smoke cigarettes.
convinced that maybe my lips
                     would draw you in faster
                                 than they drew in smoke

i stopped eating meat for two months straight.
                                    tofu is bland and  
                        left us with a shaky aftertaste.

the last time we spoke you'd forgotten my faux loveliness
                           without a trace, you exhaled my breath amongst your skin
                                                   you cooked me steak for dinner.
I'm sorry ignore this I'm literally just dumping crap on here because at least I'm writing

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