BlindWhen I close my green eyesBlind2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I focus I can see
People and places from my past
Etched in my memory
If a blind man closes his eyes
What can he possibly see
Without any visual images
Stored in his memory
How do I describe colour
To man who is born blind
The same way I describe my love
Within these heart felt rhymes
When I close my green eyes
I use my mind to conjure up
Dreams of the future, based on
Pages already written in my book
If a blind woman closes her eyes
What future can she see
Unable to visualise
Her fate and her destiny
How do I describe colour
To woman who is born blind
The same way I describe my love
Within these heart felt rhymes
AddictionAddiction:Addiction3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The lights are out and I'm feeling manic
My heart is thumping in a shivering panic.
It's like I'm hitting, my all time low;
How many more; do I have to go?
Hello, hello, can you hear me speak?
I'm afraid my voice is getting weak.
My screams and sounds are growing quiet;
I need those pills; I'm growing tired...
Without them I'm colourless, just an empty face
Oh no, oh no, I'm in a dirty place...
I don't know how and I don't know why;
But it's just so hard to say goodbye.
When you need a feeling, when you need a high;
It's really easy to tell the lie:
'I'm fine, I'm fine, it's just a trial!'
But you can't hear, your own denial...
"Hello, hello, how low will you go?"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 8th May 2012
Angelo Sotira, InterviewedAngelo Sotira, Interviewed10 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
A brief history of deviantART
Angelo Sotira helped pioneer deviantART after the internet's "boom days" with Scott Jarkoff and Matt Stephens. Scott ensured that deviantART functioned code-wise and community-wise, Matt focused on making sure that the world knew about what promise deviantART offered to aspiring artists, and Angelo covered the legal and some techinical bases, including directing the business concerns of deviantART as a company.
As with any venture, there were the "usual" hiccups, though it's debatable whether anything about deviantART or how it came about can be considered "usual". The founders and the site weathered the storms that hit, and because of the initial and continued dedication of Scott and Angelo, along with the rest of the core developers and volunteer staff, deviantART continues to function, evolving continually to meet the demands of artists, exponential increases in deviations (and consequently necessary space) and operating costs, along with dozens
Punk!PrussiaXPunkReader Boy in the Back of Class 5A/N: Chapter 5.1 actually o u o, enjoyPunk!PrussiaXPunkReader Boy in the Back of Class 51 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
He didn’t questions at all why (Name) would want to go to a place of gloom and doom like that. Not one second on the ride there did he bother her, nor did he talk at all.
Maybe I should say something, He thought to himself. Maybe that’s what she wanted him to do. But he was already enough of a fuck up and didn’t need another reason for (Name) to get pissed at him.
And that was the thing, he didn’t mind the angry pissy (Name), because if he got past her brutal wall he’d see the childish happy girl he became friends with. Yeah, maybe she was a little mean, but he didn’t take it seriously, maybe she was a little rude, so was he. She was just another person with her own problem right?
Slowing the car into a stop, Gilbert shut it down and got out of the car with her. He stuffed his hands in his coat pockets as he trailed behind (Name). This day is totally not awesome at all,
what is an emo kidwhat is an emo kid10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He's sitting there quietly
In the corner of his room
Painting his nails black and crying
He can't breathe but
He isn't quite sure
Why on the inside he's dying
Is his heart really exploding
Or is his knit sweater
and goodwill tshirt
just a little
the girl he's pining for
the only hope for true romance
already has a date
so he stole her pants
he feels like he hurts so much
that he's going blind
but really he just has
3/5s of his face covered
with hair parted at the side
No one understands him
They just don't get it
Despite the fact that
Half the guys in his school
Wear chick pants too
But he's really different
He wears converse shoes
One time he heard a rumor
That girls like guys who feel
and he dyed his hair black and cried
So his story goes
So he's so emo
Together they talk about
How their comfortable suburban lives
Are so miserably oppressive
So wonderfully expressive
He writes her a poem
He'd set himself on fire for her
Poor guy has more swings of mood
Than emo girl and so
Naruto: Flying without wingsIt felt like there was darkness all around him. He didn't know where he was going, what he was doing. All he could do was keep running. What was happening? Where was he? And why was it so dark? There was no sign of anything familiar. He started to call out, though he didn't know why, "his" name. Maybe hoping in the back of his mind that he would come and save him.Naruto: Flying without wings10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"NARUTO!" The scream seemed to fade instantly. There was no echo.
He collapsed on to what must have been the ground. He couldn't tell. The black-haired boy started to shiver. It seemed too cold.
"I wish you were here..." He murmured, tears trailing down his face. "I wish you were here..."
He glanced up, his vision blurred by tears. He saw a small light, far off in the distance. Sasuke stayed put, it seemed to be coming towards him. In a blinding flash, a figure appeared in front of him. His blonde hair was curtaining a small part of his face. His eyes were filled with empathy, a sad smile on his face.
"Don't cry, Sasuke..." H
HeartmindWe lost electricity on the night you left meHeartmind3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I spent the night curled up against the rain,
drinking in the slack of damp green winds
in our treasured driftwood home of mist.
I had to come to think of time
as a medium and my thoughts as
imperfect and cursive. It was a wrinkled medium,
a mediocrity of sunken breath: words condensing
into droplets that so contorted my teary lenses
that I couldn't tell that you were turning towards me
with a sound, the sound a book makes
when its leaves are rustled against the grain.
Tonight my body lingers on the edge of the ocean
like a gasp; New Jersey's throaty highways
bear my rosefelt thoughts and I can't miss them
like I miss the cradle of the river,
like I miss the firm grip of the circular,
like I miss the existential faith we had in nature
and her artistic lover to take us home.
Naruto: FireflyIt was one of those nights you only hear of in storybooks. The sky was clear, and seemingly endless. Every star shined like porcelain in its own little area of the sky. It was the ideal night for stargazing, and that's exactly what two boys planned to do.Naruto: Firefly10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lying on their backs, the cool breeze washed over them. Grassy tendrils tickled their skin, the night entirely peaceful.
"Ne, Sasuke," The blonde said, grinning. "That one looks like a spoon."
"Dobe," Sasuke scoffed, turning to Naruto. "That would be the big dipper."
"The big dipper. It's a constellation," Sasuke explained. "See? Look. There's the handle."
"Oh," Naruto murmured. "It's weird. I mean, who would look in the stars and think, 'Oh, hey, a spoon?'"
The brunette rolled his eyes and laughed a little. "Apparently, you. You're the one who brought it up in the first place."
Naruto blinked, opened his mouth to argue, only to close it again. Damn.
The blonde was soon distracted, as something flickering in the distance c
Naruto: Tears in HeavenA crack of thunder cascaded throughout the land, and a lonely boy felt water trail down the back of his neck.Naruto: Tears in Heaven10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
'The rain is falling, Naruto. The tears of thousands of angels are sweeping the earth... Cleansing it of it's sins...'
(Would you know my name,
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same,
If I saw you in heaven?)
Sasuke Uchiha, hands dug deep into his pockets for warmth, waited. He wasn't sure for what. All he knew was what was around him at that one moment. For in front of him, there was something he knew should not be. There was simply no sense in it. There was a simplistic gravestone, nothing spectacular, nothing unique. And yet, the stoic boy could not take his eyes off the sight. For it was not the stone itself, but what was carved within it.
Died: Age 19
"No longer a demon."
'Idiots.' Sasuke thought, bitterly clenching his fists tighter. 'He was never your demon in the first place... He was just Naruto... That's all...'
"Hey, Naruto..." Sasuke said, his v
Things to do when you're boredThings to do when you're bored:Things to do when you're bored3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Stand outside a nursing home as the Grim Reaper
Wait around corners and scare random people
Sign up for informational meetings and when you get there say 'gosh darned it I thought this was about where to get drugs' and then leave
Go out and adopt fifty puppies
Go to the park, get no higher than five feet, jump and scream 'I can fly!'
Travel to Area 51, and tell them a green alien looking thingy traveled out about an hour ago
Make something, give it to someone, and then five minutes later scream at them to 'give it back'
Get a lemonade stand, give out free samples, then write on a clip board while saying aloud that they couldn't taste the roofies
Run into a store, ask what year it is, and when they tell you run out screaming 'it worked!'
Start dancing at a public place, then get mad whenever someone looks at you
Go into an office building, wait in someone's office, then when some
Sick PleasureIs it wrongSick Pleasure6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I take pleasure
In the knowledge
Of your suffering?
That as you lay
In the Valley
of the Shadow
That I laugh?
That I laugh
For all the things
That you will encounter
As you wait there?
Is it wrong
That I want
You to hurt
As I have?
it's because i'm left-handeddear x,it's because i'm left-handed6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's because of the
smudges on my notes
and the way i'm
all backwards all
it's because you hate me
the same lie
DilutedArt:Diluted6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I find the definition
Looser and looser
It was theme
In perfect harmony
Making a point
Art was anything
In which beauty
It is nothing,
Nothing makes art
Only an artist's
As the meaning.
Has since fallen
Into a violent,
Naruto: Only ifNaruto absent-mindedly gazed out towards the water. The dark skies above him were clearer then most nights. The lake was completely still, resembling a mirror that reflected the stars and moon above him. He casually flung a stone into the water, the image of the moon rippled by the disturbance. He sighed, leaning his head back.Naruto: Only if10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
'The sky's so clear,' he though mildly, 'But the stars themselves look clouded.'
(I run, but only if
Someone can run by my side.)
Stepping to his feet, he wandered around the lakefront. His eyes glazed over, lost deep in thought. Should anyone have caught a glimpse of the blonde, not one of them could have told you what he was thinking. His posture was slouched, walking as if it was a chore, or a bother. Though to some it was. However, this is a particularly strange action for the boy. He was, after all, the Famous- or, rather, infamous -Uzumaki Naruto.
(I smile, but only if
There's no other way to hide.)
There was a reason behind the boy's behavior, oh yes. Bec
The Avatar StateThe Avatar State:The Avatar State3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just as there are four elements
Existing in harmony with one another
So too are there four states of poetry:
Air is the element of freedom
Exemplified by the use of free verse
It has no structure and no true shape
But allows us creative control
Through the use of air as a poetic medium
We allow our emotions a freedom to be
We allow them to soar upon worded wings
Gliding freely through the skies of literature
Water is the element of the changing flow
It can be hard as ice or as soft as snow.
Its nature resembles the power of rhyme
Which grants us order and a structured mind
By pushing and pulling the words we may-
create a picture of what we wish to say
Painted upon a canvas of emotional lines
We create a sculpture of structured rhymes
Earth is uncomprising
Craggy on the whole, it resembles the concrete
Like the craggy mountains with peaks and valleys
It can take us down
A creative alley. For rock resembl
Marijuana Smoke Filled the AirMarijuana Smoke Filled the Air10 years ago in Typographical More Like This
Marijuana smoke filled the air
"Are you sure we should have done this?"
"It'll be fine "
down from his mouth
He never imagined what this would have been like.
Hacker ManifestoThe Hacker ManifestoHacker Manifesto6 years ago in Historical More Like This
Written January 8, 1986
Another one got caught today, it's all over the papers. "Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal", "Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering"...
Damn kids. They're all alike.
But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950's technobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?
I am a hacker, enter my world...
Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me...
Damn underachiever. They're all alike.
I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..."
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a
Alone in the Rain - SilverLighAlone in the Rain - SilverLigh11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Standing out here alone in the rain
Trying to wash away all of my pain
Drowning the sorrows from past years
Hiding from my nightmares and fears
The rain just gets harder and faster
I miss the good times and the laughter
I hide from it out here in the wet and cold
And I suffer from the things I've been told
The rain follows where tears once went
The rain like the pain shows no repent
I suffer for everything I am deep inside
And I remember the tears I once cried
I look around and see puddles of rain
Getting deeper and deeper like the pain
The puddles that used to be puddles of tears
The feelings and thoughts from all my fears
I can't explain to you the way I feel
And maybe by standing here I'll heal
I'll somehow wash away some of the pain
And I'll just stand here alone in the rain.
Shadilver-Journal Jacker-P17Shadow stared at the pages in disbelief. He set the book down and got up. He ranShadilver-Journal Jacker-P174 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
out as he was putting on his scarf. He ran as fast as he could.
He had to find silver...
Silver was running down the corridors pushing open the doors on his way past.
He couldn't possibly just let Fernando just give him an ipad. He pushed on harder
to get there faster, it must be a bribe...
Shadow was running down the next few corridors, looking down every pathway, in every
classroom door window, but so far he hadn't seen silver, not once. He looked up
and he was aproaching the big double doors of the gym. Maybe he could take a
shortcut here to check outside.
Silver looked up he was coming closer to the gym doors. He knew he shouldn't be
cutting in through the gym but there was no class going on or no teachers so
he wouldn't be told off. Maybe he could check in here.
Shadow pushed against the door.
Silver put out his arms and pushed against the door.
Suddendly silver noticed h
Shadilver Journal Jacker-P20Silver's face instantly lit up with joy. But it quickly vanished when he rememberedShadilver Journal Jacker-P204 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
about shadow's expultion. He looked down at the floor, very upset.
Shadow looked at him puzzled. Silver's face practicallly gave off a glow he lit
up that much, and suddedndly it crashed into a upset blue haze.
"What's the matter?...oh...i see. Well I thought it would be worth to at least
say anyway even if--
"N-no I don't mean that!" silver pitched in.
"Oh, then what's wrong?"
Silver looked up, and seemed as if he were about to cry. He fought back the tears
so none shed. He suddendly outbursted-
"You can't just say that then leave!" he shouted.
Shadow blinked in surprise. Taken aback, that silver ever even shouted like that.
"If you want to leave fine!"
"Silver you know I have no other choice, the only reason i'm leaving is because
i saved your back!"
Silver wouldn't have it. He hated shouting at people especially if it were to be
shadow. He turned round and dashed off, slamming the door
HTF At The HideoutWARNING!!!! ShiftyXLifty. Characters' thoughts start at one star and end at another.HTF At The Hideout5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Shifty and Lifty had successfully completed their bank heist. They stole about fifty million dollars. They hoisted the bags of loot into the trunk and got into the van. They were snickered happily and began to drive to their hideout.
Lifty: Can you believe this, man?! Fifty million dollars!!!
Shifty: I know!! This is awesome, man!! We're rich!!
They chuckled evilly and high-fived each other. When they arrived at their destination, they grabbed the money and took it inside.
Lifty: Why don't we hit another bank?
Shfty ignored his brother and settled onto the couch. He lay down and pushed his fedora forward so that it would cover his eyes. He immediately fell asleep. Lifty sighed. Every time he had an idea, Shifty dismissed it. He sometimes wished that he would be treated with a little bit more respect, treated as another thief, not an appr
HTF Forbidden Love Ch.4WARNING!!!HTF Forbidden Love Ch.45 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
IF YOU DON'T LIKE THEN DON'T READ
Flaky woke up early the next morning with a yawn. She sat up in bed and stretched her arms. At first she didn't know where she was because she fell asleep in Flippy's truck. She realized that Flippy must have brought her in after he drove her to her house.
She got up and poured herself a cup of coffee and sat at her kitchen table to drink it. After she was done she got ready for the day. She remembered that Giggles wanted her to call her. She made her way to her phone and dialed Giggles' number.
"Hello?" Giggles answered.
"Hi, it's me, Flaky."
"Oh hi Flaky! I was worried you might have forgotten to call me!" Giggles said cheerfully.
"No, I remembered. So what did you want to talk to me about?" Flaky asked.
Giggles giggled. "So, why didn't you tell me you and Flippy were going out?"
"But we're not going out!" Flaky said.
"Oh come on Flaky! You two were totally flirting. The way you looked at each o