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"capitols" poems
Stages and dance rooms, makeup and costumes. Auditions and lead roles, complete self control. State capitols and groups of professional troops. Judging my acting, attention attracting. Sweat, blood, and tears. Realizing my fears. Blocking and accents, and never an absence. Rehearsing for hours, the feeling empowers. I live for theatre, but may be too eager.
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Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 6:21 PM UTC
Theatre
stuff me full of arithmetic Capitols, History, epitaphs, Let me dissect a frog, what glory! Tell me, to forget, though, what bothers me. I will soak in your trig geometry, lonely, relentlessly ignoring your lessons. Unless, you pay me some attention.
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Aug 29, 2014
Aug 29, 2014 at 7:50 PM UTC
Recess
I am but a boy, who became a man. And for every day I lived as myself, I grew into something more. Until I was more than I ever was before. I lived a life's journey in 15 years, Through every stone and sneer. I have a strength that was always my own, Yet it is a power we have all known. I am strong with this power, as strong as your most powerful moment. With this power I was there when You were hurt. You with a capitol, because you are just as important as I. With this power I felt your pain, How you hated yourself. You cut. You starved. You did your best to DESTROY yourself. To erase yourself. To... **** yourself. And you... you... you are still here. YOU beat back depression. YOU in all capitols because you are strong like I. YOU took the talons of depression, hate, unhappiness, and you ripped them out, One by one, Each one took their tole, a piece of your beautiful soul. But they left room to grow, to re-learn, and know, Happiness, Peace, Joy. You fought tooth and nail, you felt the pain like me, you gave all you WERE like ME, YOU sought FREEDOM from THE DARK like ME, YOU GAINED EVERY OUNCE OF POWER YOU HAVE NOW. YOU gained it in saving yourself. As I did the same. Thats how I know I was there, along with everyone else like us. I felt your power, Your strength, all your own, yet similar. That strength... I admire it. Never lose it, and I will never lose mine. I love you, as a sister or brother. For this strength we share.
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Jul 15, 2013
Jul 15, 2013 at 11:22 PM UTC
Your Strength
SHATTERED. Where is the relevance? SI To direction? my To capitols, and emphases? M I N D Relevance, in the end, is a word made up by the human mind.
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Jun 24, 2013
Jun 24, 2013 at 10:11 PM UTC
True Relevance
Proposals of intermediance, pearls to girls of sunshined radiance, playful tactics ruin the feeble mind, where states are select best of roast, biggest of all checks! Pay it forward uropian mix-match of everything best!! Keefe pebbles to match rebels on machines called J-Pay, some get out early, retreaters and women beaters in their cages must they stay!! What a day when all will be one, to not muse and pretend that were dumb, but to realize where and what we are!!! Fast lives, Fast cars, Doth thou have all that thou needest yet? Hath thou gotten old? Didst we forget? Remedic comforters, Strategic Plunderer's of downfall Capitols!!! Quotas you cannot meet if your presidents of Debauchery's height!!! Thy ancient falcon, Timeless pitching, Your a runner in thy night!! Neuraligias numbing stretches the tied suit evils, Lorn away, Away, And away!!!! Lingual we are when the lights call you for action!!!!!!! To tired for innocent play?
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May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 12:19 PM UTC
runner of thy law
The other day something happened to me that hasn’t happened since High School A scream audible, loud, but only for me In my mind Sustained for mere moments And then gone Rousing like a battle cry But with a hint of anguish Peeling back my eye lids like banana’s Rattling its cage Like a beast that has grown to large for its master And is dumped down the toilet like a sewer crocodile As if ready to burst from my skull And spread its tattered bat wings Heave the birth breath and swoop down lower Manhattan To terrorize hipsters Its fire breath singed my eyebrows And burned down the walls of my capitols of reason Biases and assumptions Forever breaking my ties And branding my forehead with the name Urgnd
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 8:45 PM UTC
My Beast in the Jungle