To the throne
Of what used to be
His kingdom.
* * * *
PG P3
A pleasant chill is in the air,
Blood-red trees,
Shedding leaves that crackle underfoot.
The breeze blows,
Bringing with it a smell of pine.
Looking up at the sky,
Faintly illuminated by the sun,
It's rays peeking through the graying clouds.
Sprinkles of rain gently begin to fall,
Spotting the ground like a Seurat painting,
The dots glittering like jewels in the streams of sunlight.
I close my eyes.
Zeus thunders up above,
I can hear Poseidon sending waves crashing on the shore.
I open my eyes to the ocean breeze,
Salt sprays my face.
These are my last moments,
Before I join Hades.
* * * *
GH P0
“Forgetting”
A bird
Comes down,
To grace you
With its presence.
It is the most
Beautiful gift
Ever given.
Glorious.
Magnificent.
Brilliant.
But then,
It ends.
The bird
Takes to
The sky,
In a display of
The utmost freedom.
Before it leaves,
A feather.
A token.
Meant to mock you.
It is a reminder.
Of something
Unattainable.
Because you
Will never see
That bird again.
That one trace,
Taunts you.
Forever.
Before it
Fades away.
Into
Nothing.
* * * *
MH P8
Art is an alternate universe in my opinion,
Its colors and images create a surreal world,
One you might not even imagine exists.
A lone painting can create so many moods,
Reflecting the artist’s experience
Of something that was worth depicting.
A lion sleeping in a barren savannah
Sleeping with his brethren
Keeping warm during a hot summer day
In Western Africa,
A picture expressing
A nature lover’s artistic vision
All in one photo.
Maybe he might draw a series,
Depicting a Panda
Eating bamboo
Anything can be expressed
Through an artistic vision.
* * * *
NH P1
The world is unfair,
It’s cruel and unexpected,
We learn for years, and then work ‘til we die,
We are made fun of and harassed,
We end up depressed, yet no one listens,
We cry for help, but it’s almost as if we’re mute,
No one cares, so why should we,
If we make the pain go away forever will they care then?
Too late, you can care at my grave,
You never listened, but now I’m gone you hear me loud and clear,
You hear my cries, but now it’s too late,
I’ll leave you to care at my grave.
* * * *
TH P2
Do not take apart your computer
You need to store the battery
Store the energy inside
Or else it will not work
The computer is you.
Do not pull the plug
The computer needs the plug
Not only to function
It needs a companion
Now I'm speaking to your friend.
Do not take apart
Your understanding
The importance
The small details in life
Of what people have done for you
Will help you
When you are in need
Any way around...
* * * *
SH P4
The world would be better without you.
You are a tornado, a virus, a monster.
I don’t like you.
Maybe you don’t like me.
I don’t care.
You are an ugly pencil.
Just a stub,
Broken tip,
Used-up eraser.
You are an ugly chair.
Uncomfortable,
Too bright,
Plastic.
You are a fake.
I can’t wait to see the day you put your costume away.
Dressed as a superhero, you don’t fool me.
I see your weaknesses.
I see your flaws.
I could be your greatest enemy.
But I’m not.
One day we might be allies.
But not now, villain.
Because I don’t like you.
Maybe you don’t like me.
But I don’t care
Then you’re an unknown factor in my life
* * * *
BJ P3
My black box of joy,
Full of mystery and intrigue.
Bringing me times of happiness
And times anger.
Hey, Do you remember
The countless hours
I’ve spent trying to perfect you?
I keep trying but I know
It’s impossible
Why do I keep trying, you ask
One simple answer
I’m addicted
Spending the money I have
On things I don’t need,
The headsets, the new releases
You’re sucking time,
From my life.
I try to give you up,
But I find myself
coming back for more.
The countless hours,
The time I should have spent
Studying, all your fault
the horrible grades.
But no more
I shall resist the urge
You’ve taken away
so much of my life
No more
I’m giving you up for good
No more, Playstation 3
* * * *
ZJ P3
The black canvas covered the sky,
The neighborhood seemed abandoned
She felt as of someone was following her
She turned around and there he was
A man with long hair, so black or seemed blue
His eyes were baggy and as purple as lavender
She started running away
She looked back for a second
He was gone
She turned back around and
He was there in front of her
His arm swung around her neck
His blade pierced her skin
The blood dripped out like candle wax
Her blood was as red as raspberries
He took his arm off her
Her body fell to the ground
He looked at her with hatred and vanished
* * * *
SK P1
On a boat like a boss.
With the DJ scrambling the beats.
The guests are bouncing.
To the beat with the strobe lights flashing.
The fish swim away from the loud bass.
That shakes the very ocean.
The champagne bottles poppin to the beat.
The music stops to the guests disgust.
The owner of the party gets to the stage.
The mink fur coat on his back
The chains around his neck.
He whispers something to t
he DJ and takes over.
He cracks his fingers smirks and drops the bass.
As soon as he drops it everyone starts to bounce even higher.
You could hear the cat calls over the bass.
The boat went farther and farther into the rising sun.
All the way the beat keeps on going.
* * * *
TK P1
The world like us has bad days and good days
One minute its a beautiful day
Then a sad rainy day
But the world keeps on spinning
And thats what we have to do
Can't let the bad days ruin our lives
But use those days to help us push forward
And not make those mistakes again
* * * *
AL P1
“Life”
A baby is born, and all the world stands still.
An elder dies and life goes on.
Huge dragons erupt in the baby’s mind as the brain develops.
His wife dies and a man is crushed with pain.
The baby takes a step and is showered with love.
The man’s life now revolves around sadness and false hope
The child gets an A for showing up.
The old man loses his brother.
The child goes to high school.
The mans family tries to comfort him.
The teen has an argument and discovers a fake hatred.
The old man loses his best friend.
The adult goes to college.
The slow realization of death strikes the old man through his heart.
An adult gets married.
The coldness in his heart freezes his soul.
A new baby is born and all the world stands still.
An old man dies and life goes on.
* * * *
RL P8
“Interrupted”
Mingling
with the tumbling waves
and the drink of the
ocean,
a woman floats through,
with a matted banner
of fishhooks for
hair,
and pearls for eyes.
Her arms are just tendons and
seaweed now,
the flesh was lost to
the reckless water,
and her legs have been woven
with shark teeth
and octopus tentacles.
Her body is a landmine
with starfish and coral,
and as she floats
along the surface,
her body is unfeeling
but her
eyes
are still conscious,
longing and
looking.
Mingling with the tumbling waves
and the drink of the
ocean,
a man floats through,
with a vicious bunch of
anemones
for hair,
strung out into curls and
swaying with the
current.
His torso has long since
unfolded.
Muscles turned into caves for
Crabs
and a stomach ballooning with
water,
coral blazing like
scintilla.
Eyes like the inside of a
mussel,
and arms sewn from the ocean floor
and fishing nets
rippling with the
tide.
His body is an eruption,
with eels and
urchins.
And as he drifts
among the surface
his body has withered
but his eyes
are alive,
yearning and
looking.
The two
dauntless people
found each other,
mixing in the ocean’s
bowl.
Their starfish and eels
became friends,
and the corals
shined brighter
like an oil slick rainbow.
And as their bodies
Pierced
each other,
warmth returned
like the
migrating birds,
their faces,
long overrun by
algae,
cracked the surface.
And they smiled!
For even just the second,
they forgot the water,
the flora and fauna.
They remembered how to
Use
their waterlogged
lungs.
And each took a breaththe right
direction.
Pearls became the inside
of the mussel shell,
and the insides of the mussel shells
became pearls,
as they traded eyes,
and both went blind.
But they didn’t care.
They just remembered instead.
Too fast,
the current came,
clutching
the man from the
woman,
and the woman from the
man.
Their seaweed untangled,
and the corals dulled,
like stars
blinking out.
His stomach bloated higher,
her legs grabbed more seagrass.
Their mouths
Opened
and their blank eyes
widened
both felt a
stabbing in their
minds and a
searing on their bodies
as they were
wrenched
apart
by the unforgiving
ocean.
The last they felt
of each other
was a slight
pinch
of a hand squeezing a hand.
A finger connecting a
finger.
Then both felt nothing,
the heat was
wiped away,
with a numbing,
wet,
swipe.
Both kept on
drifting.
Seeing nothing,
knowing nothing,
feeling nothing,
as their bodies
filled with
blood.
A tear escaped
both eyes,
only to be lost,
among the endless
other
molecules of the
sea.
Just
left,
lost in the unforgiving
churn
of the
ocean.
* * * *
TL P1
You might hate her,
But I might love her.
We should be happy,
With what we have.
We shouldn't be taking her for advantage.
Killing all her little pets.
Melting all the ice in her water.
Bringing many people that weren't invited.
Were pushing her away slowly, and quietly.
No one can tell if she will be here tomorrow or not.
But she can tell us, warning us with her loud cries,
And rapid tears falling from her face.
No one can really hear her cry but we all know she is.
She's trying to help us not hurt us.
* * * *
AM P4
Above.
That seems to be where you stay, the sun goes dark when you wish to be in front of it.
Your tremendous wings make flight look so easy.
The way you stare upon the earth with your ancient gaze is enough to make any man cringe.
You are either a symbol of freedom or one of oppression.
You remind us that t
he closer we get to you, the higher we get in the sky, like a small man on an old gray mountain the further we have to fall.
I don’t know whether to think you the stuff of dreams , or a foolish creation of one.
You look so small, distant in the endless blue above.
A million miles away it seems, never to come down.
I’m supposed to believe that you will save me. How do I reach you?
You can’t acknowledge me from up there.
The shine of your wings is blinding.
Nations are roaring.
The clouds has opened up to a heaven rarely seen!
The clouds part to a warm sun that shines without shame,
Wind moves freely taking those clouds with them.
For you.
You screech.
The screech that shake seas,
Crumbles empires, and moves already peaceful forests
Seems to be directed to me!
Yet nothing happens.
Eagle, your beauty cannot help me up there!
Let your wings rip clouds to shreds, let them lick the stars.
But it is of no help to me.
I feel your burning gaze again scorching the earth below.
Maybe that is why you stay up there,
For one as perfect as you Eagle
Cannot exist in such an imperfect place.
One so pure as an eagle in flight,
With no gravity or emotion binding him to what bind us.
Everyone desires a perfect symbol
To make themselves feel as if there is one.
So you stay upstairs, you righteous creature.
Leaving only a memory of where you once flew,
And a reminder that you can’t anymore,
For those,
Below.
* * * *
MM P4
The world, a giant rainbow sherbet
Swirled and twisted like a chocolate soufflé
All of the sweet and sour things
Like gumballs and crybabies
That make up the worlds being
The evil that surrounds it,
Like black licorice,
But a little light peeks out
Like a neon gummy worm
And for all we know
It’s never there
And that’s exactly what
He wants us to think,
The world is slowly falling into syrupy goodness
And there nothing we can do to stop it
Like a lemon head jaw breaker
And that’s exactly why I love candy
Because the dentist is always wrong.
* * * *
MM P0
“Memories”
The feelings, the feels
As everything clusters around you
What was said
What wasn’t said
All coming back
Moving in
Invading thoughts and memories alike
What can’t be taken back
What should never have happened
What happened
As everything
Everything
Comes forward
Envelops you
Devours you
Leaves you to your worst dreams
* * * *
SM P1
The way she walks seems like it has no purpose,
No meaning anymore.
The only words you hear from her is when she ask to leave the room
She has her a future you can see, but her head down low with no hope.
Everyone knew her as the one to be jolly, and friendly,