Embracing the LightSilence...Embracing the Light6 years ago in Free Verse
Through your mind streams
Nothing but delirium dreams
The uncountable cost...
Of who you were!
Not who you are!
A soul forged from fire and pain!
Brighter than the brightest star!
Is so different now!
You can see you own way,
You can your way out...!
Embracing the truth,
Embracing the light!
Will take away forever,
This endless night!
And all your nightmares...
You are so self aware...
And you are scared...
And although the past is still there,
You know it, it follows you everywhere,
You have the strength to stand firm,
The strength to let loose your fire,
The strength to learn...
Each of us burns...
With a fire that can't be denied,
Through your mind screams...!
A forgotten dream...!
No more loss...
No more of what was...
jlp August 13, 2009
This Light, SpeechlessThis light, speechlessThis Light, Speechless7 years ago in Free Verse
and without a name,
is dismantling the day
quiet as a door left
unopened by the wind,
folding itself unhurried
into idle birds, this
origami light, unmaking
muscle and design,
is not for the hand
upon the world unwashed,
the stains of lunch
and a book unread
this light is taking up the dust,
and the best of the bed,
the chair and chest, giving
its indifference gradually to
whatever is dead on the sill
and the soft muttering of birch
leaves awaiting twilight.
Sepia LightHe could be the lead of a silent movieSepia Light3 years ago in Free Verse
in all its sepia glory. There is
dust on the film; and light-
that shines hazily through the smoke and jazz
of the old world.
She smiles while beauty marks pepper the screen
and nobody notices. Not even him.
There is a woman stroking the theater piano lovingly to hide
the voices floating through the air as silent as ash.
He waits with impious attention for old-fashioned lines
to cross over the stage and whisper something,
something new to him.
But anything that could waltz off their tongues
is caught and held by the cigarette filter projector.
Left to crackle, as the piano moans under the woman's
coffee stained caress.
The Light in the DarknessThe Light in the DarknessThe Light in the Darkness4 years ago in Short Stories
She panted, heart pounding as she stood in the center of town. She could hear the blood coursing through the veins in her ears, sounding like the roar of a distant ocean. Her mind was numb, barely registering where she was or that she was covered with a sticky red substance, the pungent scent of copper filling the air. Her eyes slowly fell to an object on the ground: a stained knife that glinted in the midday sun. Next to it was a growing red pool. Her eyes trained on the pool and slowly moved to its source.
The deed had been done.
Luna's Moon hung high above Equestria, its gentle rays bathing the countryside in an eerie glow as it slowly trekked across the cobalt-hued sky. Near Ponyville, the light illuminated a lone figure winging somewhat less gracefully than normal above the town. It was very late and she was exhausted, but Rainbow Dash didn't ca
Empire: Light-Prologue REWRITEPrologueEmpire: Light-Prologue REWRITE9 years ago in General Fiction
A cool wind blew across the Banishlands, causing the gray mare atop the hill to shiver. Winter was retreating, but a deep gloom still flickered over the land. Dark storm clouds loomed high in the sky, and to the southeast, the Lorarem Mountains soared into infinity. The mare snorted, tossing her light gray mane. The rainy weather disturbed her. In a life before, the black clouds above her head would have meant more than a wet coat. But now, they were a simple sign that a moist night was closing in.
Letting out a deep sigh, Yalda arched her neck to glance at the black stallion that stood at the foot of the grassy hill. In the shadowy light, Razarrs coat shone like ebony obsidian, powerful muscles etched out in his fur. Letting out a high-pitched whinny, Yalda swished her tail, blue eyes flashing. Razarr lifted his massive head, turning to gaze at his mate. The st
In The Dark, There Is Always LightThere are places so darkIn The Dark, There Is Always Light3 years ago in Free Verse
That we can't see
There are places so dark
That we feel lonely
There are whispers in the dark
That makes our ears bleed
There are whispers in the dark
That makes us scared
As the darkness surrounds us
We look for a light
As the darkness embraces us
We start to fight
We don't want to live a life
In the dark
We don't want to live a life
In the shadows
As we look for a source of light
As we look for a small hope
There is always someone there
Even when it's dark
There is always someone there
Who will ignite your spark
You're never alone
Even in the dark
You're never alone
Not even in your heart
In the darkness we find light
But we forget who helped us in the start
In the darkness we find our fright
But we never forget how it fell apart
We live in shadows to hide for ourselves
Cause we know that deep within us
Is something we do not want someone else to see
A monster of a kind, something that's not really you
But it will always be a part of
Light It Up"I hate Christmas lights!" a growl emanated from the [h/c] haired girl who was currently fighting with a ball of tangled Christmas lights. The rather stoic German male she was spending her Christmas with only watched her in amusement as she dropped the ball to the floor.Light It Up4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
"I GIVE UP!"
Ludwig got up going over to her and picking up the ball of lights, he pulled at one of the strands and the whole thing immediately unraveled.
There's a light at the end of the tunnel."There's a light at the end of the tunnel."There's a light at the end of the tunnel.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry
Then I will run as fast as I can.
"Hang in there, get through the tunnel!"
Believe me, I'm doing the best I can...
I run dead ahead, trying to reach the light,
But the shadows surround me, and hold on tight.
As I break free from them, it takes all my might,
As I run, it seems to just get further out of sight.
But yes, I see it! That glorious light!
As I keep running, and the light gets brighter.
I propel myself forward with the last of my might,
Too late, I realise, the light is a flamethrower...
L and Light: yaoiLight stepped in the lift and pressed G. He was just about to drift off, but then he stopped at level fifteen and a boy with black hair stood there. Light was looking at the ground so the first thing he saw was his feet, (being he didn't wear shoes.)L and Light: yaoi8 years ago in General
"Hey L." Light said.
"Hey, Light-kun " L said kind of depressed.
"What's wrong?" Light asked in a way that L found attractive.
L started to blush so he looked away so Light wouldn't see, (too late.) "Well, we haven't found any new information about Kira." L said disappointed.
"Damn." said Light, trying to contain the smirk that washed over his impassive face.
They stopped at level twelve and the next thing Light heard:
"OMG!!!! Light-kun! I've missed you so much, let's hang out together cause it's valen-" she stopped and looked at L, then she lifted her head up with a -humph!-, stopping mid sentence, and giving L a cold look as if to say 'Why the hell are you in this lift too?'.
It got to level nine, (the lift was very slow) and just
Gaze Light X LL watched contently as his Friend Light Yagami studied for school. He popped a strawberry into his mouth, and continued eyeing not Lights paper, but his face, His smooth, perfected face Light looked up at L, who continued to stare.Gaze Light X L8 years ago in Teen
What is it Ryuzaki?
Yagami-Kun You havent a single blemish on your face
Light tried hard not to smirk at this small remark, but instead replied, Thats why girls love me They fall for smooth faces like mine.
L Smiled, and then wiggled his toes. But before L could look away, Light stroked his pallid face slowly; His fingers cold against his tender skin.
L Looked up at Light, Yagami-Kun what are you--... Light silenced him by looking up sharply into his dark eyes. L Shut his mouth quite tightly; he did not trust Lights gaze, and didnt enjoy locking with it, so he looked away quickly, standing up from Lights grasp.
Light YearsILight Years5 months ago in Stories & Vignettes
Time is a human construct ably abetted by the sky, the stars. We looked at the sky and decided to delineate day and night, to make them into two halves, when in fact they were just fine whole.
Prehistory – our prehistory – we were overwhelmed by the sky. Cave paintings and inscriptions are a myriad of hypothetical disasters, stars falling, bursting, chelating. For we saw the Milky Way in all its wonder, all white dust, blue light and rosy curls, a solid mass hanging heavy in the sky.
A girl has prehistory as well. Before she is born, before she is even the star twinkling in her mother’s eye, her parents meet. They fall in love because the stars deem them compatible. The mother, an Aquarius, full of intellect and dreams. The father, a Taurus, rooted so firmly in the ground that he has enough foundation to lift the world. Both are fixed signs, revolving around one another, becoming the binary.
The Kalahari have a myth: deep in the desert, a
Where Light is SwallowedI only step out when no one is coming homeWhere Light is Swallowed3 years ago in Free Verse
The sun sets, and drags the veil from my eyes
I sink just below your searching lights
There is a heaven in this night
that evacuates my mind into the world around me
Where I'm going, there will be no stopping
I'll glance over my shoulder,
then I'll disappear
Made of LightShe was made of light.Made of Light5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
I always thought so, at least.
Everywhere she went, an aura followed her: subtle, not quite discernible, something to be taken on faith. But I knew it was there; I had always known. Our eyes would widen with an intangible sensation of serenity as she passed delicately by, flitting from room to room as she was captivated by some new idea or concept that had graced her thoughts. Somehow, her mind was always elsewhere and yet with us simultaneously; I always wondered what she could see that we couldn't.
But I had always known that it would be impossible to learn. Somewhere in the back of my mind, some barely perceptible trace of foresight had warned me, thoroughly convinced me that any and all time that I had with her was precious. She was too much for this world, I knew; her presence had too much effect on its residents. Perhaps some petty deity was envious of the power she had, and had determined long ago to rob her of it before she could affect anyone else.
Light and darknessI would like to be in these times,Light and darkness5 years ago in Concrete Poetry
when memories seemed so close.
Now they fade away, they leave nothing,
but the emptiness on this horizon.
I caught this vibrant spirit,
dancing in the mist of doubt.
I observed ones seeking the way out of the abyss.
I scattered the shadow inside depths of the hearts.
I had to choose between good and justice.
When there is no solace,
keep following your path.
Even if the world is full of lies,
let your friends be your support.
Do not let you be overwhelmed by the boulders of malice.
Let fate to answer where does it come.
Take up decision, follow the curiosity.
L vs. LightLight LL vs. Light6 years ago in Other
To condemn. To protect.
To destroy criminals.
ScotlandxReader Light SleeperScotlandxReader Light Sleeper4 years ago in Romance
A/N] Omg....I feel so dirty for typing this....This is literally the dirtiest thing, I've ever written... WARNING!!! Implied smut ahead. Don't like, Don't read. Ye' have been warned.
"WILLIAM!" You shouted out of the bedroom window in your two story house. You waited a few moments for a response. There was none, though you weren't surprised. The music blaring from his house would have made anyone go deaf. You huffed and made your way back inside. You marched over to the closet and pulled the doors open to grab your robe. You threw it on and walked downstairs and out of the door. This time, he was not going to get away with waking you up at three in the morning.
You walked up to his house and began to pound on his door feirocously. You waited for a few moments, but no reply came from the Scottish man. You began to search for his spare key. Spotting a rock, you picked it up
Frozen lightThe stars may shineFrozen light7 months ago in Free Verse
But their light is cold
It gives you hope
But you must take action
Through all this LightThere's no nighttime here,Through all this Light1 year ago in Free Verse
no scrap of honest darkness.
Just the garish lights and forsaken spaces
vacant of cars and people
and all their daytime amenities.
How is a man to find his way through all this light?
It isn't right, this open kind of darkness,
but some things cannot be unwound,
Contact LightThere is a shiver along my circuitry when he comes in to check on me. I hear my gears whirr faster, but only for a moment, before my system re-adjusts their speed. I watch him from the corner of my eye, the task before me boring, monotonous, while he is exciting, lively. Lively. I run the word through my processor, its meaning sparking along my wires, slithering between my circuit board. He stops in front of me, glasses falling against the bridge of his nose.Contact Light11 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
He scribbles something on the clipboard he is holding and I watch as the ligaments and muscles flex in his arm. I rotate my vision down to my own arms, similar in design, but slimmer, more delicate. My shiny copper exterior glints, but I can see the spider web of veins on his skin. They pulse with vitality and intensity.
I remind myself that I only have circuits, wires, gears, metals. He looks into my line of vision, eyes blinking as he pushes his glasses up.
"C9, how are you functioning today?"
I run a systems diagnostic, careful
Spark Light - Loki x ReaderSpark Light - Loki x Reader2 years ago in Romance
Tendrils of smoke rose from the lab room.
One would think Tony or Bruce caused this explosion. Nope. It was you.
“Holy sh*t!.... Awesome!” Tony exclaimed.
“Ahaha! Woo~! That was the biggest one yet! High five!” You agreed.
*A high five commences*
“I swear if you both do that again the other guy will not be as patient!” Bruce bellowed turning slightly green.
You giggled behind your hand. “Don’t get so worked up Bruce! Tony and I are only messing around”
Tony nodded and leisurely put an arm around Bruce. “Yeah try to live a little, science buddy”
Bruce shook Tony off of him. “Don’t science buddy me” He turned to you. “_____ remind me why you hang out with this guy?”
“Hey!” Tony said a bit hurt.
You replied, “Cause it’s fun to mess with you Bruce~” A spark of light (not like a star, just a ball of light) erupted
The Last LightAfter the lung shivers around a globule of fluid, rattling to dismiss it.The Last Light2 years ago in Free Verse
After hallucination and disorientation, after the tears and words,
far after these poor man's indicators of consciousness have passed.
After the kidney droops raisin'd, bowing its head on its wilting stalk.
After the tepid heart brushes its vibrato through the body for a final time
and the resonance of that note dully hums through the mottled skin.
After the blurry murmurs of a destituted loved-one fades to tinnitus.
After it becomes nothing but sound (and then to nothing as much as that),
as the brain itself claws the inside of a skull for the semblance of a breath;
in the tipping moment between that and the culmination of a life well grown;
only then will hope, the last one to turn out the light inside, die.
RussiaxReader - Heaven's LightIvan Braginski sat, alone, at the lunch table. He was gazing quietly at [name], one of the popular girls in the school. She was surrounded by friends while he was the transfer student from Russia. He knew enough English to form a small conversation but not enough to make a friend here. He glanced to his sisters, Natalia and Katyusha, only to find they had joined a table of girls who seemed just as lonely as himself. He finished his lunch and left the room, unaware that he had gotten your attention. He went over to the fountain at the center of the school, away from the eyes of the other students.RussiaxReader - Heaven's Light3 years ago in Short Stories
"Hello Ivan!" He turned, seeing you run to him.
"I see you're alone. You're the transfer student, right?"
"I know you don't have the first four classes with me, but what classes do you have next?"
"Umm...Language Arts and Geometry?"
"...Miss Marcial and Mister Johnson." She gasped.
"I have those teachers too! I lead you to them!" He smiled.
3. light “Switch,” said a voice3. light2 years ago in Free Verse
and, within a single moment,
his brain exploded into ten
“What grave fortune for
the life of a bird so young,”
It was so, so sad.
His mother took his broken
body to a hospital, but the
doctors went blind and the
nurses who attended him
buckled under the gravity
of his vacant radiance.
She carried him across the world,
weeping every day for her son and
the wretched hand fate had dealt her.
Years passed. Rivers parted. Mountains were moved.
But time had forgotten him –
age was lost in his polychromatic eyes.
On her deathbed, she commissioned
an artist for a gravestone with his last words.
A carcass was retrieved from the streets.
They framed him on the whitest
walls on earth with his pale, harrowed
face staring to the east, and
people gathered from far