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Adilson Smith Oct 2017
My voice begins to creak
When we’re lying face to face
So I smile instead of speak.

But then you ask me to express
My feelings to your face --
But my voice begins to creak!

And I struggle to redress
My dumb, unbidding gaze
And so I smile instead of speak.

So then I pull you to my chest,
Pull you close enough to taste!
But let my voice begins it's creak...

And leave my feelings unexpressed,
Leave my tongue within its case,
And simply smile instead of speak.

So when I link us back to breast
With arms around your waist;
It’s cause my voice begins to creak
That I smile instead of speak.
My stab at a villanelle. Any feedback welcome.
Cné Jun 2017
Eyes..."the windows of the soul"
revealing all i am and are...
Layers of emotions
that show every battle scar.

With a phrase or harsh action
they may show such grief and pain.
Some often ignore the signs...
and just attack again.

They speak to you, succinctly
and can be an open book
If you would only take the time
to take a deeper look.

They soften when they fall in love
and sharpen to a lie
And tighten when duress is near
and narrow when they spy.

They widen when the wonders
of the world come into sight.
Then close when darkness falls
and just embrace the night.

They flinch when they are startled
and they smile when joy is near.
And lubricate themselves with tears
when losing someone dear.

If you should pay attention
to the billboard of the eyes.
They often tell the truth
and seldom falsely advertise.
Ilion gray Aug 2014
I watched the night collapse
and crush the atmosphere
the light came
pouring down into the earth
Igniting wildfires

people cursed ***
In screams and flames
The hands that held
The earth weary, sweaty and
Shaking
The  dragon
Remains untamed
The children are
***** and angry
With a sickness          
That cannot be named
Qweyku Aug 25
drenched in a sea of waveforms,
dancing on the ebb of a digital ocean
its crests crowned with sound

pitched upon amplitude tides      
their volume compressed;
reverberating through glass speakers
mere dots in the sands

i hear cadence...
within the music of your speech
how can it be such a many word
written, but forgotten,
indelibly on your beach?

if we could interpret oceans
what stories would its sea speak?
of its corruption?
treasures unreturned
to lost and found?
or of its time to give up the dead,
or of the angels that fell to its ground?


© Qwey.ku
Have I told you of how I love the sea?
A duplicitous temptress.
She'll either drown you or carry you afloat.
meGaThOr Aug 20
Cruel does not speak,
speak those who felt cruelty "
Cruel are not alive
those who felt cruelty are dead

Why not follow Cain?
seen the land of Cain is the leak
terrified on earth
breathe Oxygen 'til it bit,

Cruel and born cruel gods speak,
Were  shadows running for weak?
Gosts spies earth all week,
Those strength was weird,

Wow, now I'm better be a Dragon.
on my metallic griffin
I'm better  Cruel be in my fly angels,
As gods I am perfect I am cruel,
ˏˋDalPalˊˎ May 2015
child-like thoughts run through my mind in between the thoughts of adulthood coming at me
and all i can think about is the children's code
an infinite amount of everything out of anything
substituting words to mean something else

tongue we would only know
i'm feeling my youth tonight
so sit back while i speak to you in code:

the thought of complete bliss will always be the year of 2008
filled with sunny summer days
vampire weekend
and not a care in the world
adulthood so far away
the whole WORLD in our hands and all the ambition at our fingertips
memories tap into my brain constantly
tap tap tap
dot dot dash
.. / -- .. ... ... / -.-- --- ..-
repeat.
repeat.
repeat.

weekends filled with computer games
because that's what all the cool kids do right?
days of portal and nights of runescape

the sun is shining
we close the blinds to keep the glare away
we are chell

night time falls
creative gamertags emerge
we take on lumbridge together
mouthoil and lavenderbrwnie making their way

all on one screen of a complex calculator
binary running through it's circuits
01110111 01101000 01100101 01110010 01100101 00100000 01100100 01101001 01100100 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01110100 01101001 01101101 01100101 00100000 01100111 01101111 00111111


symbols with a key
the easiest way to communicate on school grounds
passing notes
only we would understand

^(&$# RQH%QW%*D
E(H% R($T#% *%

I've seem to misplace the key
along with our time

almost 20
and our new method is a great one
poetry
so i'll give you something you're very good at breaking down:

it's raining harder in the backyard than the front
We both have that same feel
I don't even have to ask to know
but one day
the sun will come out
it'll be high noon
there will be sun and warmth all around the property
and we'll jump on the trampoline
tie dye some shirts
and talk in code once again

olive juice.

repeat.
repeat.
repeat.
for a friend.
not the cleanest.
One of the leader
Once planned
Poverty eradication

How?
Someone interrupted

**** the Poor
That simple

[Silence]

Breaking the silence
He said
Raise your hands

No one did
No one did
No one did
No one did
Genre: Observational
Theme: Advocate Of Truth
Dons-Social Work-Politicians-Crime || Frequently they Shuffle
Iska Jan 27
"Whats wrong"
                       I can't tell, is the water on my face rain or tears?
                           I can't say it out loud! Please read it in my eyes....

"Can you just not be so **** sad for once?"
                          The wind claws at everything, a welcome pain.
               I'm trying! Can't you see the effort? Oh stars, it HURTS!

"You can talk to me..."
                             I look away, I cannot bare the pain in your eyes.
                           Oh darling I know, I want to but... I can't.

"Talk **** it."
                            Your eyes are hard now, your angry with me, please don't be mad.
                        Don't you see? My voice betrayed me!

"You know, you make it hard to love you sometimes."
                              The song playing is fitting "I'm searching for something that I can't reach."
                               Your words are cutting me. Stripping me to the core, please for the love of ***, don't say you can't love me anymore...
Kurtis,
There are times when one simply cannot bare to speak
Yet in their silence is the screaming you can't bare to hear.
Kiara Malig Nov 2017
Don't worry,
When they'll be burning me to the stakes
For the true witch that I am,

When the smoke gets in my eyes,
And clouds over my judgment,

I'll tell you.
I'll tell you of who I killed-
My hopes and dreams
That I thought I unshackled for what it seems,
But didn't.  

I'll tell you of who I am,
Of who I used to be,
Of who I want to be,
And who I need to be,
But what I am now,
Is none of those things.

What I am now,
Is dying.
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