Lion HeartIt is building up deep within her fragile body like a heaving monsoon forming over the dry, cracked, heavy heat of an African savannah; an unforgiving and all-consuming storm desperately willing to drown out its less than fleeting welcome. Flickering with ceaseless coils of skin-searing energy like a grey-faced fugitive's adrenaline stricken heartbeat, it is not a bringer of life, but a threat to itand even the most reckless are hardwired to take flight in the face of such a colossal and uncompromising foe.Lion Heart4 years ago in Short Stories
Beyond these white-washed walls, the world would have her believe that she is brave, a lioness, an exception confronted by the inevitable; but outrunning the storm is no longer an option, and she has never felt more betrayed. Slowly, it is emanating from her heart and through the pulmonary arterythere, free to roll and crash, it engulfs her lungs in a terrible thunder that rattles the brittle bones holding her together. The ominous feeling that has settled into
Lion HeartI am a girl of the sunLion Heart1 year ago in Free Verse
and lion blood pumps
through my veins.
Of Half-Filled WordsShe is not a flutterbird.Of Half-Filled Words4 years ago in Free Verse
Her fingers are skittish,
her smile is not.
Do not fear that you will
drive it away.
Sadness is her fumbling limb.
It is unwanted, yet
When it is January
she will tell you,
"I am still struggling.
And I am becoming so many people
all at once.
A conglomeration of beauty that
I have managed to mangle.
Please, do not be sad for me."
Sometimes her sorrow is
meant for you. But mostly her.
Those specks and spots
of ocean storm lulls
reveal her truths:
ones she does not want
to extract from herself.
Her heart is not a rabbit.
When it beats
faster, faster, faster,
you need not
run harder to catch it.
SoRoku - Roxas Loves KittiesSoRoku - Roxas Loves Kitties9 years ago in Teen
MHC: Ive been having such a weird Lion King addiction lately XD
Demyx: So you youve found yourself somebody whod chase Sora up a tree???
Axel: Were not even in this fanfiction.
Demyx: well now we are! ^_^
It was a mild day for Sora and RoxasRoxas was watching TV while Sora did the dishes like he did every Saturday.
Dammit, Sora curses, Why does MY chore day have to be on Saturday ?!
Roxas chuckles. Because you keep procrastinating on asking Leon to move it to Monday.
The two had decided that traveling around had grown on them and compromised on moving to Radiant Garden while every month or so visiting Riku, Naminé and Kairi on the Islands.
Today a majority of the Restoration Committee was out running errands, save for Sora and Roxas who currently have the house to themselves.
There! Done! Sora declares as he puts the last dish in the dishwasher before cl
Carry Me HomeDoes anyone remember those nights,Carry Me Home3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics
Cold and so alone, and nothing ever seemed to feel right?
(Don't you remember, you always thought you were gonna die...?)
Does anyone remember the pain,
Of going to bed sober, and waking up insane?
(Don't you remember, you were always the one who took the blame...?)
It's like we're coming apart at the seams...!
And everybody's speaking dead languages,
And nobody knows what anything means...!
Well, I have had my fill of silence,
I have had my share of screams,
I am sick to death of violence,
I'm going back to the land of my dreams...
(Justwaita, justwaita, justwaita, just wait a...)
Just one second more...!
I'm gonna carry me home...!
I hear the whisper over the storm,
Goin back to where I was born,
Not in heart, but in soul
(One second more!)Gonna carry me home...!
I hear the whistle of the dawn,
Got to go, it's been too long,
I'm gonna carry me home...
(Justwaita, justwaita, justwaita, just wait...)
Does anybody remember yesterday?
We can't go back,
UWRG: App1: Common Wolf MisconceptionsUWRG: App1: Common Wolf Misconceptions4 years ago in Editorial
"Wolves have never attacked people before."
Has teeth, will bite! You cannot exclude captive wolves from this sort of statement. Any predatory animal can and will bite under the circumstances. There is plenty of documentation that shows wolves have indeed been known to attack humans, including the natives. This is, of course, taking into account rabid, healthy, provoked and unprovoked wolves. But the main focal point being that wolves HAVE attacked people before. One of the most famous pieces of literature documenting wolf attacks is Wolves in Russia by Will N. Graves and Valerius Geist.
"Okay, but there has never been a documented case of a healthy wolf killing a human in North America."
There are in fact two that recently happened over the past 6 years, Candice Berner and Kenton Carnegie. However, because wolfaboos like to believe that another animal was to blame, here is a quoted passage: "On March 7th, 1888 at New Rockford in the
Lion-Hearted GirlIt was the cold that finally did it;Lion-Hearted Girl6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word
drove me inside the wardrobe
where I curled up and closed off.
It was safe there, hemmed in
amongst the coloured wool sweaters,
the neatly pressed t-shirts and the flat
paper ghosts, hanging -
as if in suspense - with breath
baited, stagnated. Their air thick
and warm like syrup, sweet narcotic
cloying in my throat,
dragging me deep like a lullaby
to somewhere dull and safe
But outside, I can still hear you:
a ghost, roaming your own
card-plated home, clawing at the door.
You! What are you hiding in there for?
Get out here now - you can't keep running
away forever, you know! It's pathetic! (Or,
as the case may be, parenthetic
just a pause to let me catch my [your]
breath) Do you think I can ignore
this? All your mumbling and
rocking and crying and lip-biting
tumbles as you trip, tongue-tied,
knock-kneed, to Narnia? You
(never could understand how I got lost
in every moment of mouths that opened
over my he
WildYou could never be strangers againWild3 years ago in Free Verse
in that void of charged space
between the eyes and the air.
And the other people, who are
less than faces in the crowd.
Maybe it was a true dream of
dark times, always walking,
you are thief protected by gloss
that they could break
if only they knew how.
The lion at the zoo could
jump the fence, the wolves
could dig beneath the glass.
Safety is a mutual ignorance,
and it is something to be reminded
through wilds of the woods,
that she has fangs
and so do you.
'Ware The Fae'Ware The Fae7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
'Ware The Fae
To those who walk the secret places,
By the meres
Through shadowed night and mornings bright
When deft sunlight
Through branches spears,
O'er the hills and e'er anon
When heights are won
And clouds enfold,
Or diving 'mongst the reefs of gold
And sights untold
And floating there,
Who, ming'ling with creatures of old
And fishes bold
And mermaids' hair,
Patrol the surf and dunes of sand
Along the strand
For the call
From Neptune's hall
Where the seashells slide and glisten
You who sleep among desert stars
When camel cars
Who through the dust and on the prowl
With coyotes' howl
To those whose tracks lead ever back
To leafy scenes,
In jungles green,
And those who cross great grassy plains
You who hearken to the Lady's call
And see it all
That she unveils for you to share,
If finding there
Then be aware that if you dare
If you use care:
You will find
That which ever onward trails
ReleaseRelease5 years ago in Free Verse
Do you see
when you look in my eyes?
Do you see a devil
Is there not a heart
beating in my chest?
Will your fear ever
be lain to rest?
Are there any
you can trust?
Or will fear
make us a disgust.
Will you hold me
to every wrong
or will you someday
see the right?
I am not a dog
who loves to fight -
I am a dog
who is no different,
I want love and compassion,
to provide you full
I envy those breeds
for which every man loves
I am left in shelters,
a happy dog, still,
and I am forgotten
your hate leaving me ill
in the minds of others
who look for a dog,
I am not the first they seek,
I am the distant monster
in the fog.
I am the one who will tear
the world apart.
I am the one
with the shrunken heart .
I am the one
who will leave you in pain.
I am the one
For it is I,
who through all my
will suffer and mourn,
who will be left behind,
who will be buried.
oh, but I
Golden AfternoonI long to go back to the daysGolden Afternoon6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
When all was not stained these muted grays,
But shaded hues of golden afternoon;
I feel like everything ended too soon...
Wishing I could return to the place
Where you always had a smiling face,
With fallen leaves stuck in our hair,
And dirt that seemed to cling everywhere...
Leaving trails through the empty forest wood,
Racing to catch up, if only I could...
Lost out in the middle of nowhere,
When my heart is gone, you can find it there...
Everything was shiny and gold,
Never thinking that we would grow old,
I'd take a nap and dream of bees,
Lurking there, safari through the trees...
The jungle cat would lie in the shade,
Watching, as my dreams slowly fade...
This place only exists within my memory,
Yet no one can wake me from this reverie...
It's my sacred secret place,
Where I vanish, without a trace...
You gave me sunset loveShe was grass-stainedYou gave me sunset love3 years ago in Free Verse
with bleeding, bare-foot
because she’d always said
that shoes were for porcelain girls
afraid of callous skin.
and she was not fear.
when it crept in on white
she would make lions of trembling girls,
which craved and devoured
from her temples
You can't hurt me anymore.
Just WhistleYears have passed, time has flownJust Whistle4 years ago in Free Verse
And once again I have left all I've ever known
But this time I chose it, to go find my place
I'm no longer the angel with the pretty face
Companions have come, companions have gone
There are even a few who have died and moved on
It's only been a few years, since we conquered sin
But when it faded away just what did I win?
I knew I would disappear, because I was a dream
Spending so much time alone would make anyone scream
Somehow she brought me back, she gave the fayth peace
I'd never have guessed love would grant me release
Release isn't freedom, I had to see more
I'd journeyed the world but I wanted to explore
The grown woman nodded, she'd done it herself
For her I will preserve my love and my health
Since we came together, we have never parted
We'll never live stories that end broken hearted
We've experienced much pain, it would make people bristle
But I'll go through it again if she decides to whistle
Dandelions In Winter Dandelions In WinterDandelions In Winter 1 year ago in Free Verse
cry for me beautiful ghost.
let the wind quake your being
and rattle you like winter fangs;
let sharp air bite at your arms.
(it’s good for you, i promise.)
let snow cover your limbs
and shiver under it.
let it sleep, seep, slip
into the bend of your elbows.
ice tighten as if gone
without flex, bow, stretch.
your compact ossein,
may fold like origami
under bitter crystals
but let me crane my arms
from your bird cage
that wishes to extend.
i won’t be the wind
beneath your wings
but the metal beams
that hold your weight
until you reach prosthesis.
dandelions in winter
may be weighed down
by the blizzard,
but you are a lion’s tooth
that bites just as sharp
as the winter blues might.
i won’t be, can’t be
the wind beneath your wings
because you are a lion’s tooth
carrying avalanche anvils
atop your shoulder blades
and i cannot say i understand that
to a full extent.
but if it ever becomes too much,
remember that ozma’s ch
I AMI AMI AM4 years ago in Free Verse
I AM Life, what I give is everlasting.
I AM the way. Follow me and you will be free.
I AM the bread. Read my word, for it is I, and you will find life there.
I AM the light that guides your path, with me you will not fall.
I AM LORD to those who obey my commands.
I AM Savior to those who feel sorry for being unfaithful to me, turning from the sin that separates us and confessing it, putting their confidence only in me.
I AM a friend to those who give up their lives in sacrifice for me.
I AM the cornerstone, I give strength to all who humble themselves and put faith and trust in me.
I AM the Prince of Peace, with me you will find rest, for my yoke is easy and my burden is light.
I AM Love. I gave everything I had for you so we could be together.
I AM the same yesterday, today, tomorrow and forever! I have not and will not ever change!
I AM FOREVER!
I AM in everything, everyw
Slave Manor - Chapter ThreeSlave Manor - Chapter Three7 years ago in Erotic
It was a few hours later when I made my way down the hall and to my Masters room. He wanted to see me before I saw Hunter, and I dreaded every step I took. He really hadnt been happy with me earlier...I didnt have to see his face to know that.
My Masters room was set at the back of the house and when I reached those dreaded, wooden doors I knocked once and waited. I could hear groans of pleasure from inside, and I recognised the voice as Fionas. She squealed and then cried out. I looked at the ground, pretending not to hear what was happening inside of the room. My Master wasnt one for subtlety.
The cries subsided and only then did my Master call me inside.
Come in Naomi.
I did what I was told, walking in with my head down. I knew this room like the back of my hand...his king-size bed covered with toys and tools. I could hear the creaking of chains as Fiona hung from the wall to my right, a place Id been so many times.
lion skinned, rabbit hearted.i am awoken by a light tapping on my door and a kiss on my forehead. the stars still rest outside of my window; it is midnight and you are a hurricane. you have this stone wall around you; when we're entwined, i still feel canyons between us. when we're together, i feel we are apart. the cold air separates flesh and shows just how different we are.lion skinned, rabbit hearted.4 years ago in Free Verse
you keep me 'til dawn, telling stories old and new. it is cold and my knees are to my chest, trying to fight off the chill. you pull the covers over my body, and somehow i feel even colder. the blankets are woolen, but not warm; the fibers scrape like daggers to my skin. i've never felt this fragile before. these bones are not mine - mine were stable. these never will be.
collisions of molecules and feelings and opinions send waves of uncertainty crashing to the shore. you tell me you love me, but you're sorry. i tell you i hate you, but i need you. i never was one to be drawn to the ocean, but the way the darkness sinks right to bottom leav
The Heart of a Lion, White Lion Cub TF"we seem to be very popular here." said Kali, the White Lioness. "Indeed." Kemba gave a yawn as he showed his sharp teeth to the croud. "Humans really seem to like us since our fur is a different color."The Heart of a Lion, White Lion Cub TF4 years ago in Short Stories
"indeed, it's not everyday a Lion is born with fur as white as snow." Kali said. "I feel like a...what to those humans call...celebrity?" "but we are not perfect, I think we need a Cub." Kali said, thinking about how all the other felines have Cubs. "Why Kali, is that an inviation? I feel flattered, but I would rather not do it while we are being watched." Kemba snickered
Kali looked at her mate, with a confused face. "No... You know very well our kind can't do that, we have to... Choose one of them" she said pointing at the humans. "We can still do it for fun." He can't help but snicker "Wait, isn't there some new human who was hired to feed us?"
"are you referring to the zookeeper's son?" Kali asked thinking about Leo. "It's HIS son huh? I suppose. He does love animals."
Let's Call This the BeginningHe turned back towards me and held out his hand. I reached forward, watching his chest rise and fall underneath his shirt. I imagined his lungs were full of wind; there was a storm hidden behind his teeth and we were going to run away together to fly kites and watch the clouds chase the sun across the horizon. Our fingers touched and my imagination raced; we were holding hands at midnight in the city, climbing rooftops and racing shooting stars across the empty streets. He closed his hand around mine and our shoulders brushed.Let's Call This the Beginning4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
That's when I realized I was lonely.
It became one of the many things I avoid telling people. Like sometimes I have nightmares and I sleep on the floor because I feel like my blankets are suffocating me. Sometimes I hide in my room for hours playing with a yo yo and listening to classical music, and maybe my favourite flavour for ice cream is mango.
Maybe I really do want to fall in love.
I've never really been loved. No one ever thought I needed it. I was one of
My Love For AnimalsThe care for creatures starts with a good heartMy Love For Animals8 years ago in Free Verse
Not a passion to purchase them in a mart
Many a person say that cats have 9 lives
Yet I wonder how do they survive
Dogs are no different for they are just as strong
To be honest their bark sounds like a song
Bunnies and hamsters alike are just as cute
Save for the fact that their voices are almost mute
Elephants and giraffes can be big and tall
While snakes and salamanders slither and crawl
Though gorillas and apes may look ugly and large
Worry not they are as light as a barge
If you don't realize how their lives are precious
In the end they will turn quite ferocious
My love for animals is forever binding
To all you people I find them worth loving
Temporary tattoosI am a foolish girl, halfway around the worldTemporary tattoos1 year ago in Free Verse
letting my eyes drift into other currents, my
hands across different mountain range spines.
I am a foolish girl, distracted by the pretty boys
smiling back at me across the bar, the hall, the
street, forgetting your outline stretched in my shadow.
I am a foolish girl, who can’t remember if your eyes
are aqua or obsidian, if you have dimples or not,
who can’t remember the spark when you held my hand.
I am a foolish girl, wandering into lions’ dens
leaving bread crumb trails for big bad wolves
to follow, fawning over hercules without remorse.
I am a foolish girl with a foolish heart and I’m sorry
because when I come back to you, my love may already
have been devoured by another, a boy with canines
and claws instead of peony petal skin and velvet rose atria;
you are a wise boy with a naïve heart, a heart too soft
for a foolish, forgetful girl like me.