Sweet Agony..Sweet Agony..4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Reflection tears my soul apart
This aching deep within my heart
Of moments gone and memories lost
This love we dream, at any cost
The scattered days and lonely nights
Of secret trysts and fear that bites
so deep it burrows beneath my skin
of pain and longing, seeped in sin
I know the road that I must tred
but still I linger with such dread
For once you're gone, I am alone
My heart again, will turn to stone
Remember me with love and lust
The girl I was before the trust,
Betrayed the love that we once shared
Of days gone by when we once cared
Etched in pages of my life
Twisted cruelly like a knife
This heart, it bleeds, and suffers still
My sanity, has lost it's will
I shed my tears and walk away
To see, again, another day
Of love, that will forever more
Plant this seed of love to store..
Dragonflies..Dragonflies..4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A night so warm upon a breeze
Sending shivers through the trees
Breathing life within the night
Creating beauty from the sight
As many dragonflies did fly
Their splendor lighting up the sky
and floating gently to the glow
The warmth, a guide of where to go
Wonder followed the candles blaze
A misty sight in pleasures gaze
A dream she held within her heart
Until the dragonflies did part
A memory stored, to remember when
A simple thought is needed then
To place a smile upon her face
This gentle girl of calm and grace..
The other side of the rainboomThe other side of the rainboom2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The other side of the rainboom
"This is Bravo Two Zero, currently flying at 30,000 feet. No sign of any activity in the immediate vicinity. Clear skies all around. Over."
"Acknowledged Bravo. Maintain altitude and report in any activity. Over and out."
Flight Lieutenant Michael Wilkinson listened to the voice with slight unease. It seemed too robotic, too inhuman, as if it was merely a voice on the other end of the radio and nothing more. It was, in fact, the voice of a man 500 kilometres away, in a bunker somewhere, warm, comfortable and in control, as it always was. This man would be listening to his progress as he soared through the sky, high above the clouds, patrolling the same barren patch of sky as he always had and likely always would. Nothing interesting ever happened here; he was too far inland for any "hostiles" to co
for all intensive purposesi am accused of beingfor all intensive purposes9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
a category five--
but i will not excuse the way my skin aches.
i want storms.
i remember the way Katrina screamed &
if you press your ear to my chest you will hear the same.
the moan turning into a pitch, the pitch
screaming until the throat is too raw to be
more than a whimper.
the way it stops
silently racked until it bursts forth once more.
i will not apologize for being demolition.
scars exist on every woman
too powerful to contain herself.
Dance With Me?Dance With Me?7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dance with me?
Kiss me I begged,
Let our lips dance.
You gave in,
Gave me what I wanted,
What I needed to keep me alive.
The kiss of life.
How was I to know the saving kiss came from death?
The grim reaper himself?
You deceived me.
Gave me a taste.
Danced atop my heart.
Tango with the grim.
Kiss me kill me.
Drop me on the floor
Never glance back.
Just another mangled body
Left behind on the uncharted path to your hidden heart.
Angelic smile hides the demons kiss
Never had a chance
Your heart is sealed in stone
But I would happily die
For the brief moment when your lips met mine.
My last dance,
My dance of death.
UnimportantUnimportant8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her eyes tell stories
That her mouth dare not
If you would care to look
Even just to glance
Those eyes would be found more red
than the blood that seeps from her open wounds.
She cries now
For what? She doesn't know.
She doesn't care.
Right now all she cares about is you.
She screams now
For what? For pain?
For something to break the silence
That leaves her alone with only thoughts of you?
She doesn't care.
She doesn't know.
All she knows is you.
She loves now.
She opens up.
For what? For a chance at happiness?
She doesn't know.
She doesn't care.
All she cares about is you.
She's crying again.
She does this too often.
She wishes she could smile again,
A true smile
One that only comes at even thoughts of you.
Her fingers shake now,
As she slowly types all her feelings into words.
Stupid words that will never even come close to truly expressing how she really feels.
Her hands continue to shake as she confesses her love
But is this all in vain?
She doesn't care.
She doesn't kn
MasterFeel your grip around my throatMaster8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pulling me back in
Forget the laughter, forget it all
Hands aren't mine, tied with swollen strings
a hunger tearing at my soul
block out the light, the love, and lead me to destruction
I'm dedicated to your lies
...do your dance of death with me?
the safety crumbles,
one taste, the virgin's first blood
ripping apart the clarity.
I hunger again, betrayal let loose
smashing all resolve to oblivion, consuming it all
I want more, I want more, I want...
nothing tames the darkest devil
twisting my thoughts, shrill with fear
the mirror in pieces.
Now, crawling back to you,
push me to my knees, my ritual anguish
rape me with nourishment
and wash the sin from my body
Water running, always running in my head,
pour it out, flush it out, tear it out, my master.
Until the blood flows clear, stained teeth
and bruised fingers. Gastric misery.
Clock ticking, time is running out
a neverending struggle, and you want to save me, break me
and show me how to die.
The Older Sisters BurdenShe hates me.The Older Sisters Burden5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know she does,
But I could not let it continue.
She could not see,
I was really was
Trying to protect her.
The life she hurt,
Would only be her own,
But I had to stop her path.
Because there are things
That are out there that
Are worse than a sisters wrath.
The choices that she was making,
Are dumb and wrong,
They will only give her pain.
But I hope I never,
So long as I live,
Have to hurt her that much again!
To Hold A Heart ... MendHow does it feel?To Hold A Heart ... Mend6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To hold a heart in your hands?
Ive always wondered what that would be like.
Ive also always wondered how someone could be so sick
Sick enough to take that precious source of life and crush it.
To toy with it.
To wither it down to nothing.
Then drop it, and simply turn and walk away.
And to do it for no real reason, or perhaps entertainment.
How, and why would someone do that?
Do they realize the level of pain it causes?
As I think, I come to realize I dont want that question answered.
For I want to believe that there are still good people in this world.
So I pick up my shattered heart again, And again I think.
I ask myself if its me or the people that claim they love me that keep crushing me.
Not knowing the answer I slowly put the pieces back together.
Trying to mend this broken heart again.
Only to hand it bloody and bruised to another person.
For I cant stand being alone,
And perhaps it is me...
Who doesnt understand this word
WordsWordsWords7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
These useless combinations of words.
Used to express our emotions.
Are worthless to share to the masses.
For no one really understands the entire truth.
Every human feels on a different level.
And you cannot claim to understand my pain.
You cannot tell me things will get better.
You cannot tell me I will become something.
That I will serve a purpose.
I know what I will become.
I know it better then anyone else.
Soon this life will fade away.
No one will care.
No one should.
Everyone will meet this fate along with me.
Only at a different time.
In a different way.
I am taking the easy way out.
The way of a coward.
I'm not ashamed.
For I will save myself.
From the limitless pain that I would experience otherwise.
So live your life.
Be happy as you can be.
Do not feel any pain over my absence.
The memories will soon wither from your thoughts.
Do not try to doubt that.
Just be happy and embrace your full potential.
Then maybe you will find what I have missed.
WhyWhy7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Most try to hold onto the most important thing
In their life once they find it.
I have found that important thing in my life.
And like previous times in the past,
I am close to fucking up everything.
I can't afford to lose..
Lose the very thing keeping me alive.
Yet, I fear I am already losing it...
Being poisoned by my surroundings.
Dragged down by others.
If I lose this thing.
This most valuable thing.
I will do the favor of punishment unto myself.
I will take all my flaws.
All of the pain I have caused.
And take them with me to where ever I may go.
To the place none know till that day of reckoning.
Maybe then things will correct themselves.
And that most valuable person will get the life they deserve.
You Don't Know...You Don't Know..You Don't Know...7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your all I need.
I find myself thinking,
Even worrying what you think of me.
You mean so much to me.
And you don't even realize it.
When I see you, all my troubles seem to leave.
Your smile brightens my day no matter how bad it may be.
I get lost in your eyes.
While they penetrate there way to my heart.
Farther and farther they go.
I wouldn't care if when they're there,
They were to shatter it.
Our hands lock together,
And I want to never let go.
I can't begin to find the words to tell you,
To express myself to you.
But I know the feelings I have for you.
And I never want them to stop.
I want to tell you those three words so badly,
But I fear you wont say them back.
Or that you wont know how to react to me telling you,
And end up leaving me...
Remember when we laid beneath the stars,
We realized how small we are.
Yet your more then I can ask for in this endless universe.
Gazing into each others eyes.
I never wanted it to end.
You don't know how bad I need you.
To You..To You.To You..7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was not to long ago our worlds crashed down on us.
And I was so afraid of how I could go on with out you.
Yet I found myself instantly wanting to never talk to you again.
For soon as I heard from you, The pain shot through my heart again.
And then the thoughts came back, of how it used to be.
The good times, and the bad, all viewed the same to me.
All viewed as a treasured memory in my life.
And now I want to make more of these memories with you.
I know I hurt you before.
And I didn't treat you like you should have been.
And that is the only reason I can find
Of why I don't want to be with you.
So when your thinking that I don't
Want to be with you because of the delay
In my response, or how I react.
You must realize, I want to be with you.
And all I really want to ask of you,
Is to stop doubting how I feel about you.
But at the same time just maybe..
To forget me.
It will end up being for the better for you.
And the pain I feel will stop soon enough..
It will probably be fo
A Blush, A KissThe crimson of apple-skins dyes pale flesh. Strawberries paint beds of cream. Friends and couples share sweet morning meals. He furtively watches a pair share an intimate moment: joined hands, joined lips.A Blush, A Kiss2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Jealous, he glances away. Warmth rushes forth to imbue his skin, countless emotions under the same rosy guise: embarrassment, desire, adoration, shame, affection. His appetite deviated, he rises and beckons his significant other with a tentative smile.
They leave the cosy café, and he steals a kiss, short and saccharine. The wind whips their cheeks pink and sends the first cherry blossoms of spring spiralling into the sky.
Happy Birthday to YueYinHappy birthday to you~Happy Birthday to YueYin3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I bet you had no clue~
Just what I was gonna do-o~...
;D Happy birthday, dear Yue!
-- Love, Tabbies.
"Do you think yourself prepared, my lord?"
"No, Tennu. Who can be prepared for what they do not expect?" An obnoxious violet light flashed from the back of his neck between strands of the elf's dark hair, but was quickly eclipsed by a panel of armour. Overlapping layers of metal flexed along in union as the Vera elf stretched, testing any weaknesses to the protective covering. The smith couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy for the elf's supple strength and naturally fluent agility - the Celestial Inferiors were a race apart, to be sure, a world completely alien to the Humais who felt shunned by all save the few who lived among them. After all, he knew Endeis was a perfectly kind Werndris elf, with her shop nestled with the others in town, but the others...? They seemed so... superior to mankind.
"Sitomnae tasolm etsi, Tannu. I thank you
Collin RadcliffeBasics=Collin Radcliffe3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Full name of Character: Collin Radcliffe
Reason, meaning or purpose behind the name: no reasonings
Nickname(s): The Shadow
Reason for nickname: relates to incubi rank.
Birthdate: August 15th
Age: about 340
Occupation/class: Pleasure demon
Social class: high class whore
Orientation/Sex Preference: pansexual
Physical Appearance =
How old they appear: 20
Eye Color: Lilac
Glasses or contacts?: never
Hair color length and style: short in back, long in front. Silky black.
Weight and height: 110 lb under 6'0''
Type of body (build): thin
Skin tone and type: pale
Shape of face: heart
Distinguishing marks/piercing: branding on back
Is s/he healthy?: yes
If not, why not?: n/a
Do they look healthy?: no
Why/why not?: too skinny
Char's favorite color: lilac and black
Least favorite, why?: browns
Least favorite music, why?: depends
Miss YouHe misses her.Miss You3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And yet he is always by her side.
He couldn't bear to be away from her. Without her, he has naught to live for. When she dies, his heart will die with her, consumed by the draining parasite of despair that digs deeper with every moment.
He warms her hand with both his own, holding it with a tight gentleness, as if it is a precious flower that threatens to be torn away by a gust of wind. He caresses her pallid, fragile skin with his fingertips, his thoughts drifting.
Both of them are icy pale, for their mountain homeland is in the throes of deepest winter. The cold creeps into every crevasse, every nook and cranny, everywhere. It even creeps into his soul, though that is due to another cause. The girl bundled up on the bed would be sickly pale anyway, he thinks bitterly. She is dying.
He misses her. It is a precursory sensation, his mind foretelling the loss he will feel when she is gone. And how it hurts; how it aches! It rips into him with the fragmented, icy vio
Themes of DisorderThemes of Disorder came from a long time want to create a piece. This starts out together, while drifting away into a lost stream of consciousness (which is where we get the disorder in the title from), then returns together... but leaves a feeling of 'incompleteness'.Themes of Disorder3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Every aspect of this piece is intentional. The lack of dynamics makes this a bland monotone. The long pauses every section has gives a polite pause for other sections to play out. And overall, if one section is missing, this piece cannot be played due to everyone relying on each other.
For a while I contemplated about this piece. I've heard one melody and made a cacophony out of it. The original intention of the piece was to be the first half of another idea; two characters with separate themes clashing with each other. This changed due to not coming up with a theme for the second character. Then it went to just a singular character. That little two measure melody everyone should remember about the piece is part of that