Beatnik DreamI sit in a room, surrounded by darkness,Beatnik Dream6 years ago in Free Verse
Engulfed by silence, lost in nothingness.
Broken by a sound -
The film crackles, the reels click as they turn
And Greenwich Village appears before my eyes;
The pulsating heart of the Beat generation.
I smell the cigarettes and the cannabis,
I feel the jazz vibrations filling my soul,
I hear voices of genius, horns and shouting,
I taste the air polluted with creativity, revolution.
I see the stuff of legends.
Kerouac's face before me, cigarette hanging from his lips,
Kerouac's hands, fingers that carressed thousands with the words they wrote,
Kerouac, eternal genius, soul-mate, idol,
before he drowned in a bottle of whiskey.
I see flashes of the Gaslight;
Sax; trumpet; sweat; piano; love; pain; life.
The duotone glory of the Beats,
The dynamic lives of the poets;
Meaningfully dirty, sinfully profound - liberators of literature,
Looking up at the world from the gutters of the Village,
Peering down at society from thei
Running on EmptyThey say you can go 40 days without foodRunning on Empty4 years ago in Free Verse
And one week without water.
What they never took into consideration
Is that I can't go one day without you.
I can't begin to understand
Why you would treat someone like that:
Starving them of their joy and peace,
Keeping it all to yourself.
You know I need to see you
(Talk to you if I'm lucky).
But still, you fool around
Tempting and teasing me constantly.
You think it's cute to play games
And then ignore me for a week...
I hate to break the news to you,
But that's not cute at all.
I give everything that I have to you
Leaving myself exposed and vulnerable
Still you pretend like it's nothing
And treat me with zero respect.
They warned me about you:
Said you weren't good for me.
Of course I wouldn't listen,
You were a challenge, you see.
I knew I would get hurt
But I fooled myself into thinking I won't.
I thought this time would be different;
This time it would be real.
It doesn't hurt that you don't like me
As much as it hurts that I wasn't worth
If I Were to DieIf I Were to Die4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics
Sometimes I dream that
if I were to die;
What would you do
if you had to say good-bye?
I know you tried so hard,
Because I Know You.
But it's not the end result;
it's what you always do.
You loved me.
You were beside my bed,
reading from a story-
the one you always read.
There was a shining knight,
and the princess in her cage.
The Knight fought the Dragon;
he was so very brave.
In the end he saved her.
Saved her from her fate.
But in this fairy tale-
the knight was just too late.
Lay me under stars,
beneath the Milky Way.
I know it's really far,
but it's so close today.
Lay me in the water,
And then just let me go.
You keep drifting farther;
While I sink so low.
Lay me in a field
Full of flowers white.
Let the dawn be revealed
before it turns to night.
If I were to die-
I want to say good-bye
in my Own way.
Our time was just too short.
Severed at the start.
It wasn't you, it was me
who broke our melded heart.
If I wasn't sick,
If I didn't die.
Short, Angry, and Cute ch. 2You dear reader, are late. Very late. Way too late for comfort. What are you late for? You my good woman, are late for work. Now this isnt anything new. You were frequently two to five minutes late and the most that has ever happened was being whacked with a folder by Hitsugaya or tickled by Matsumoto. And often neither of them noticed, everyone else in the division has gotten to the point where they know theyre not really late until they get to work after you.Short, Angry, and Cute ch. 28 years ago in Humor
Now what makes todays lateness so special? Well for one thing theres how horrendously late you are today. Thirty frickin minutes. A whole half hour for heavens sake! Youve never been even half that late. Ten minutes is the worst thats ever happened before. Come to think of it thats the incident that led to getting whacked with the folder. The three inch thick folder. You had jumped every time someone mentioned a folder for the next week. That embarrassing tidbit led to a gag