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LOC: Miami, FL
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: February 26
LOC: Miami, FL
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: February 26
“any greatness out ther can be overthrown”
-Smiley t.
They watch and stare as i DISAPPEAR,
from their eye to eye only to reside inside there minds where i will confide
in the better part of them and there darkest sense of self that they hide on a shelf collecting dust until my gust comes along and ends there run as
a Typical, spiritual, clueless individual.
“any greatness out ther can be overthrown”
-Smiley t.
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End it here, then dissapear Here lies the soul of a failure Damaged goods, broken to soon, here lies the soul of a failure Halfway driven to makle a decision, to forget, regret, to live or die Voyeur of the living, on and on, they're golden, im so gone, They're perfect, im wrong this rant of stolen lives, memories and dreams with an imagination to throw and pull Sleepin in garbage inhalin the raw sewage scent of retreat Sounded too soon... Ponder post-humously the loss of charge and pure pass...
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will they ever find billy again, hes been missing for far too long, all the other little boys came home already, their sitting and eating with there families billy isnt home, billy is cold..
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watch the sky turn from night to day sometimes watch children play because all they know is all weve forgotten touch the grass on a breezy day and smell the cool dirt beneath, it might make u feel human again. listen, just listen to your brothers voice and feel what hes telling you, love those u know. let the sun blind u and accept its power with all the strength it can give u, u can break this mold, work and sweat and strain and scream when u need to.
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reactivated from a pit of dead dreams and the ashes of passions long since burnt out lieing on the soft, loyal corpses of the wolves that followed me into my terminality My eyes sewn shut by my own needle, my hands intentionally fenced, edged by the thick brown roots that grew around me My ears deafened unconditionally by the warm wet dirt, impregnating my thoughts with nihility The melancholy and peaceful scent of death was the last i caught before i was submerged entirely, in my minds forsa...
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She was my ever changing girl, played with tempermental chords i do believe i shared the truest, deepest me with this lonely girl She was the axe that cut the tree that had rooted over me as i lay buried in the ground dieing sloww her hands were shovels lifting dirt and rotting stonesssssssss from off my throat to help me open sewn shut eyes and breath again My art-official girl was a false, misleading cure to the role i taught myself to play i wanted her and i wanted more but now im crashing...
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I liked this piece alot, makes me think our life starts the day we want it to. very poetic but it was focused and im not really into too much structure anyway. Also, maybe it could have even been longer, more thoughts thrown in while remaining concise, that may just be my greedy perverted side talking though.
Sounds pretty personal and honest which i respect, appreciate, and value. There will always be those "scumbags" out there who are simply insecure with themselves and feel safe and maybe accepted within a group, this is all old news and you seem like you know exactly who you are and thats half the battle.
really interesting, sad and touching, i like the war as the milieu for the piece and the overall tone of the writing, i think its a good job.
i like it for the atmosphere you created, full and rich, completely enticing, especially in my current state, and it had a old world quality, as if seen from the eyes of an old soul more than anything else. a sorrowful view injects a somewhat tortured or tragic element that gives it a bittersweet tone throughout. i think its an insightful and well done journal entry, even if at times a bit sweet.
very simple and well done, im cuban myself so i find this important to me, i think yu should make longer and stronger but thats just an opinion im sure your next poems will be more in depth with Cuba, basically i like it and its inspired me to write some Poetry in the name of Cuba
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