Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Liz Alvarez Caba Aug 2019
I imagine to romanticize my life
I fantisize my drive to work as quirky and cute
My cup of tea is the best thing I've ever tasted
Wearisome tasks are now so compelling to do
Now I start to picture things in such a charming and beautiful way.
Darkness and heterodox philosophies clouded my mind for so long,
I almost forgot to admire goods and breathing trinkets.
Waking up and peaking in, would be the bright sunshine through the blinds
And my frizzed hair all over my face.
Through triumphs and trebulations
This is a film
About a girl
Viewing her life
As a studio ghibli film
Keiri Jul 2019
Crawling into my layer.
Hungry for more.
Go ahead, make your prayer.
And beg your God t'ill you're sore.

For my eyes are drenching.
And there's a hole in my chest.
I'll always be watching.
Waiting, lurking to **** you my guest.

Blood will be drooping and clench
Into the screams that are made.
Covered by my sweet revenge,
Please let them be fooled by my façade.

And my eyes twitching hard.
Sore dry and red.
As it all gets discard.
When I'm not being fed.

My fingers scratching my face.
My mouth drooling with war.
And a lady in white lace.
Who had been stolen from far.

The typical muddy nails.
The well timed rhymes.
The screams that prevail.
The horror mirrors the dark times.

Oh, it's that cinematic feel,
Of when Dracula emerges.
The devil and his deal.
The night got so gorgious.

And the taste of the brains.
That are reaching my troat.
No more personal gains.
No more original quotes.

It's that creepy nights cough,
And a horror be feared.
As the jumpscare was just bluff.
Yet I thrilled as they dared.

It's that creepy night upon my eyes.
Big swollen black eyes on both sides.
Oh I know this is goodbye.
That alone I have abide.

It's the zombie feel when your eyes want to shut.
You're forcing you through this movie with fright.
With the creep, the witch or the nut.
Say goodbye to your sleep tonight.

For you won't sleep for a while anymore.
Oh the joys of a horror, making your eyes sore.
Not sleeping from a horror, therefor becoming the horror myself.... haha enjoy.
Carl D'Souza Jul 2019
A parent in a supermarket aisle
slaps her toddler hard and
the child screams in pain and shock.

A teenager walking along a busy street
drops the wrapper of his chocolate-bar
on the footpath.

A woman in a cinema-theatre
in the middle of the movie
calls on her mobile-phone
her son to tell him about the movie,
disturbing the other movie-watchers.

A man walking his dog along a street
takes his dog off the leash and
the dog barks aggressively and lunges
at frightened pedestrians.
Von Jul 2019
I faintly smile,
gazing at the end credits to my life,
as the blank, empty list of staff rolls by.
My life's just an incomplete movie,
with a ****** script that only has colors on it.
Matt Bernstein Jun 2019
A shutter clicks in flashing colors,
recording the imaginary.

The wheezing voice of tales unfolding,
now hoarse from an endless retelling.

Capture what we can't remember,
make up everything that's left.

A faint, but echoed, call to arms
that no on hears on set
Ruheen Jun 2019
Life is like a movie.
You have the opening credits,
Which usually make you smile.
Then comes the characters.
The funny one.
The smart one.
The weird one.
Next comes the story.
Tumbling out with all its problems.
But there comes a time
When you have to pause.
Just to take a break
Because things became too much.
Your problems are overwhelming.
Other people's are too.
And for some reason,
You always seem to care.
You'll have to play again.
But you want a reminder
Of what happened before.
You want a moment to reminisce.
So, you press rewind.
You get lost in the memories,
Sometimes wishing
You could change things.
Erase your mistakes,
Even though you know you can't.
The past is the past.
All you can do is move forward.
You press play
And your life continues.
You don't know what's coming,
And you can't fast forward.
It's live.
You'll just have to wait and see,
As the rest of the story unfurls itself.
Watch the twists and turns,
A few bumps here and there,
And most importantly,
How all the characters overcome
Every single challenge.
But like every movie,
This one called Life,
Comes to an end too.
You've recorded everything.
So you can pause, play, rewind, or forward,
Anytime you want.
But first, you have to watch the end credits.
As the song of their life plays
Softly in the background.
And as they thank everyone for everything.
Soon, the movie will be buried,
Under a pile of dust,
In an old attic somewhere.
Just like their coffin,
Buried six feet underground,
In an old graveyard somewhere.
Their story is over.
The movie has ended.
You cried a little,
Laughed a little.
Maybe you even got angry,
Because it ended too soon.
However,
New movies are made.
New lives begin.
More memories to deal with,
We start all over again.
Fresh tears, laughter and anger.
More pain, problems and characters.
A new story.
Part of the same series, though;
Life - The Movies.
Wow. This is long.
:)
Bhill May 2019
Watching the sunrise as it inches up the horizon is like...
Waiting for the popcorn to pop
Watching your favorite movie with that special ending
Remembering your last great kiss and wanting it again
Gazing into your fire pit with nothing else on your mind
Seeing a close friend for the first time in years
Having the greatest news delivered to you
Opening your eyes on a hike to see the most amazing, new sights
Hitting a hole in one
Driving down a long boulevard and not hit one red light
The smoothest, glassest water, to water ski on
The freshest, dryest, deep, untracked powder to float in
***....  The sunrise is all this and more!
Start you day with a
SUNRISE
What is a sunrise like for you?
Next page