Your WingsCan you hear all the cries?Your Wings5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can you see the pain?
Does any of it reach you?
Through the lies and fingers pointing blame?
I opened my eyes
And saw a world full of fear
How can you watch from on high
As I lose all that I hold dear?
I'm down here on my knees
Begging you to hear my prayers
Just need to know that you're still there
Listen as I call your name so please tell me
Do you see my tears?
All I've ever wanted was your love
And to rest under the shelter of you wings
Blood stained pages full of words old as you
Cities falling and children crying
Tell me is this what you wanted us to do?
Are you watching as all mankind is dying?
Will you open your eyes?
Will you see all the pain?
Will you just stand by?
Are all the prayers in vain?
Please, I'm begging you
Take a moment and look
See those of us who still need you
Can you hear me?
I'm calling out to you
Can you see me?
I'm still right here
And I still want to rest
Beneath the shelter of your wings
October rainOctober rainOctober rain2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in my hair...
and golden trees...
as they please -
do not soar -
they hover -
stock-still in time,
bereft of rhyme -
oh where is
in breaking dawn...
Dim lit cafes
burning in red
as singers say...
to that fire...
PinholesFaltering wordsPinholes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and blemished sight
in the night...
to tear that sky
TotA - Promises 1TotA - Promises 19 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
SPOILERS FOR THE END OF TALES OF THE ABYSS
Do not read this unless you have beaten the game (That means you, ~Scorponis).
"Asch! Asch, c'mon! Are you with me?"
Asch slowly opened his eyes and was met with darkness. As his vision adjusted, a face began to appear, a face identical to his own. "I see you died too. Did you at least bring Van down with you?"
Luke cocked his head and looked to the side. "Well…Yes and no."
Asch's eyes widened in rage. He jumped to his feet and grabbed Luke by the collar. "What the hell are you saying? I didn't die just for you to loose to Van!"
"You don't understand! Van is dead; it's me that's not!"
Asch's hands dropped to his sides as he stared, dumfounded, at his replica. "What? But…But how…?
"And you're alive too."
"What?" Asch turned around and shook his head. "But that's impossible! I thought…I know I died…"
"You did." Luke closed his eyes as he recalled the day's events. "I still can't get rid of the felling I got when you
So much to tellPale moon,So much to tell2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
out of tune,
at my window,
So much to tell -
heaven and hell
to my dreams...
His MelodyHis MelodyHis Melody8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Its in the dark of the night that it catches his attention. Fleeting, and worn as it isit stands out of the ritual murmurings of his mind.
Its all too often that he feels it. A far off melody, thrumming in his bones, in his heart, and any other part of him that buzzes with sentient thought not necessarily always his own. Its almost a constant reminder, pushing him forward when his thoughts turn to the prevalent unpleasant sides of his dilemma. Save the world, stop the one man he had respected above all others, and then, hopefully, quietly fade out of existence.
The first part troubles him the most; the second not so much anymore, and the last has become a thought of assurance. The world would not have to suffer an idiot such as he for any longer than was necessary. And even now, he isnt so sure about how necessary he is, if not for a back up (as was the case to bring him into being) if something were to happen to Asch before which time Lo
As darkness fallsAs darkness fallsAs darkness falls2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and land lies still,
the human heart
and stubborn will
must travel on
to reach it's goal.
It's hard to quench
that thirsting soul.
You find the trail
and count each breath -
secure in life,
no fear of death...
The stars shine down
You step into
THE DARKNESS WITHINChapter 1THE DARKNESS WITHIN3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My name is Alice and I’ve been cased into the darkness .I see no light in this world anymore. There's be trill, mystery, and sometimes anger which lead to hearts beginning to break and the trust begins to perish within friends then they began to think they have been be trade. My friends don’t know who I really am because they haven’t seen who I am at home they've only have seen the girl who is happy and can understand and who can relate to their problems and help them find a solution to almost any problem. That’s only at school but at home it’s a completely different story at home I feel empty not knowing that I exist it feels like a dream that I can't wake up from. "It’s more like a nightmare then a dream. I can’t really explain it but when I go to sleep and close my eyes I don’t dream of anything its only pitch black I can’t see any color no sunlight, no grass, no friends, nothing but complete darkness I don’t
What Could 700 Billion Buy?What Could 700 Billion Buy?What Could 700 Billion Buy?7 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Well, we've seen the US Government borrow yet another
700 billion dollars to bail out Wall Street companies
that made bad investments... and a lot of people are
thinking maybe we made a mistake.
I've already talked about one way this 700 billion might
have been better spent. Give it to the people and let
them spend it, thereby making these companies that need
bailed out WORK for their money... which is what
capitalism is SUPPOSED to be all about... but I guess
corporate welfare is what we really stand for.
But, let's look at something else we could have done
done with 700 billion dollars...
In the 1960's, the United States lead the world. Our
technology and research was first class, and NOBODY even
came close to keeping up with us. And one of the main
reasons? Space. President Kennedy promised we would put
a man on the moon in ten years, and even though he was
assasinated shortly thereafter, we STILL did it. And the
research and development that went into th
Cruelty CrueltyCruelty9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It wasn't that she didn't notice.
Natalia saw the tremors he tried, desperately and failingly, to hide. She saw the terrified look he gave her when she stepped closer. She could even tell, even though his jaw was clenched and he certainly wasn't in a state to say anything, that he was silently asking for her to rethink and give him mercy.
"Hardly," she scoffed , "the proper way to act in the presence of your future Mistress, Guy." His blue eyes widened at her mocking, and he ducked his head, obscuring his face from view with the blond windswept hair that made him easily distinguishable in a crowd, and from most of the other servants. It was a pity, she thought, that the looks he held were wasted on someone from so low on the class ladder. Alas, it couldn't be helped.
Natalia tilted her head and silently observed him, watching to see if he would relax and ask
Whisper in the valleyWhisperWhisper in the valley3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the valley -
ever heard -
on the wind
in the trees -
all its own -
A sweet hymn
Siren SongSiren SongSiren Song9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Its very important for my plans. Find it! shouted Van, his eyes alight with a calculating glint. Or do you want to remain a coward? You have yet to prove otherwise.
He growled at the insinuation and stepped forward defiantly, his green eyes frigidly glaring at him in rage. Ill prove to you that Im not! Ill find the damn jewel even if it kills me! Van looked taken aback, his prominent eyebrows raised higher than they had in the whole conversation.
What? Asch grumbled. He crossed his arms sullenly and looked up at the man before him expecting an answer. Im not stupid. You sent all those other grunts and no ones found it yet. Van bowed his head and his shoulders shook. Asch clenched his fist before releasing the tension in it slowly and bowing his head as well, knowing what his Masters condition was, and hating it all the same.
Van burst out laughing, his breath catching oc
A Comparison of Windows Versus Linux ArchitectureA Basic Comparison of Windows and Linux Atchitecture.A Comparison of Windows Versus Linux Architecture2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Note: this is not meant to be an in-depth explanation of either Windows or Linux or their respective architectures. Rather is is meant for people with little knowledge of either, or who only have knowledge of one, to understand why these two are so different (and I admit to some bias in favor of the Linux concepts over the Microsoft one.)
If you know Windows, then you may have a general understanding of most of this information, but even if you are a long time Windows user, you may not know much about the internals of how it works, so this may help you.
Microsoft Windows originated from the DOS operating system. DOS stands for Disk Operating System and was meant as a method for allowing computers to access larger amounts of data than could be easily stored on RAM or ROM chips. Windows grew from DOS as the Graphical User Interface pioneered mainly by Apple became more and more prevalent.
In it's most basic sense, Windows
Haikus from a foreign landHaikus from a foreign land2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Thoughts flee the grave
Sakura petals remain
Vestige of my soul
Des pensées fuient la tombe
Des pétales de Sakura restent
Vestige de mon âme
Bald monk beats the drum
On the blue lotus, a bud!
Byôdô comes to life
Le moine chauve bat le tambour
Sur le lotus bleu, un bourgeon !
Byôdô vient à la vie
My nights are alone
So are the crying mountains
Bed filled with shadows
Mes nuits sont seules
Tout comme les montages en pleurs
Le lit est rempli d'ombres
I can't breathe no moreThe whispering wind drops off memories on the roadI can't breathe no more2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Smells of winter.
Foggy trees, hidden flowers, fleeting scenery, everything blurs
The maze of my brain.
Shivering as if I was drunk with grief
Human wreck stares at me, hollow gaze
My past lives are hung on the wall of oblivion
Reborn from grief.
Eternal darkness reign above me, on this oppressive night
Snows of coal.
The image of your grave stuck in my head
As dead as you.
TotA - Reversal 1Luke, Van said to the smiling ten-year-old before him. If you wish to continue training under me, Ill need to run a few medical tests.TotA - Reversal 19 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Why, Master Van? the young boy questioned.
Van smiled. I need to make sure you are healthy, for it is dangerous for a sickly child to wield a blade.
Is it gonna hurt?
Van laughed and ruffled the boys hair. Dont you worry about that. You will be asleep for the whole test, so you wont feel a thing. You may be a little sore when you wake up, but its nothing my student cant handle.
The boy nodded and beamed at his teacher. Okay, Master Van, Im ready!
Van grabbed the boys hand and lead him into the strange room with the strange machines and closed the door behind him.
At the end of the day, Luke was delivered to his home, still sleepy from the anesthesia, as if nothing had ever transpired.
'Afterthought' "Afterthought"'Afterthought'9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was more like an afterthought than a hard-won result of his work.
It was an accident, not an unwanted one, but an accident in every sense of the word.
The product of untied ends of thought; the consequence of schemes gone wrong.
He hadn't thought of what his discovery would cause—just that he'd been the first to use it.
Jade Balfour, resident genius of the snowy town of Keterburg, had done many things during his short span of living—in other words, he had done everything he had considered worth doing. Who cared if he lost his life, or if his bumbling friend Saphir suddenly walked in and got caught in the highly probable backlash? He didn't think anyone would miss Saphir much, and he—well he had had a high attraction to luck, and he didn't think anyone but Nephry, who'd shed many a tear and fi
Born For DyingIt's been said, many times and ways, that we're all going to dieBorn For Dying3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Yet we try to become immortal, the promise of dreams come true
Be that as it may, you hear about death everywhere you wander
This undertaker taking souls to their final destination
We have forgotten God
We've left him in the dust
To try and be self-sufficient
In our own special way
Yet we don't realize what we're doing
To ourselves, it is a shame
To think that we've all gone astray
In this world of symbolic hate
We were born to die (Born for dying)
We were born to die (Born for dying)
Don't take this the wrong way, but you will never understand the pain
You will never understand that once you're gone there is no coming back
The glory of Heaven, the wrath of Hell, the suffering of Purgatory
And yet somebody out there says this isn't true at all to them
We have forgotten God
We've left him in the d
Spider"He may be mad, but there's method in his madness. There nearly always is method in madness. It's what drives men mad, being methodical."Spider9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
-G. K. Chesterton
The plan had gone precisely how he had envisioned it, and he found that he could not be happier when examining the results before him. The boy had been coaxed into leaving the safety of the manor to go through with a promised meeting with his precious "Master" by the docks where he had been easily apprehended by loyal oracle knights directly under his command.
Their backgrounds had been of noticeable Malkuthian descent so as to not arouse suspicion of his allegiances, and they had followed his explicit orders to the letter, exposing themselves in an earlier tussle while seemingly patrolling the area with no authorization.
It was easy, as he had heard the investigations committee discuss in their meeting chamber above the Baticul central plaza, to tag them as Malkuthian wit
A void within meAlone on this inhospitable night, once againA void within me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I let my memories guide my lost steps,
Wandering amid the ghosts of my past.
As I walk along the quay,
I stare at the feeble Seine flowing:
She's dying by the street lamps' hands
While the whole city asphyxiates.
Reflecting my own lack of humanity
Over the river's lighted surface,
Griefs come and go at the water's rhythm.
Once again, on this breathtaking night,
My feelings are sealed and my chest hollow.
Purple rain, chills of cold.... Or regret? I crave
My musical drug, my remaining salvation,
Spreading a sweet poison within me and
Eroding the remaining happiness I still have.
I plug my headphones...
A grin of relief appears on my weary face,
I flee to lenient lands, where a familiar Angel tucks me in.
These notes of violin split the immutable silence,
Fill the hole in, lit a bonfire to my soul.
This mermaid sings my dreams to me,
-Fanfiction?- Bloody SundayJanuary 22, 1905-Fanfiction?- Bloody Sunday7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
St. Petersburg, Russia
A hoard of people. People by the thousandsno, hundreds of thousands. Marching, singing, advancing, shivering it must have been cold. Werent they cold? Even inside, the Soviet winter spared no one; he wore his scarf and full military regalia and still it was bitter.
He brushed his fingers against the window. A sheet of ice. He drew away.
They were getting closer now. What did they want? He could pick up their voices. Some were singing God Save the Tsar. Others were shouting.
Though he did not want to admit it to himself, he could feel it festering in the back of his mind; the notion that trouble was brewing. Watching solemnly as the crowd persevered against the snow, he caught, out of the corner of his eye, a long, greasy barrel propped against the wall.
They were closer now. A few faces on the front lines became more than just the abstract blur of a distant mob. Singing. Shouting. Indistinct. A cacophony of hum
APH fic-Promise From a Traitor You lied to me!APH fic-Promise From a Traitor5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He stiffened from glaring glint in her eyes as he stood before her. His hands trembled. He shoved them into his pockets so the young woman wouldn't see. The news he gave her didn't make her smile. No rejoice. No hugs. No kisses.
She shook violently from anger and gritted her teeth.
Emilio trusted you My people trusted you I trusted you
His jaw tightened then sputtered out:
But You're free from Spain Isn't that what you wanted?...
Her eyes turned into cold and he held his breath. Like a little school boy would if he encountered bear.
A very angry mother bear.
I-No MY PEOPLE wanted independence from that bastard Not to be governed once again. Especially if it is from an ALLY.
Cringing from the emphasized word, he finally breathed out and took a step forward to her. She immediately backed away from him, a ready hand on her blood soaked bolo.
Don't fly too high(French version below)Don't fly too high2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"-Do you have any talents?
-Several, I'm actually pretty talented."
"I love what you're doing Rose...
Rose? I hate that girl. "
To you, peacock, who proudly believes you're showing your feathers off,
Can a monkey pretend to be knowledgeable without being educated?
From your supposed intelligence emanates a tone of stupidity
To make the cattle from my childhood's fields jealous.
Apothecary of lies, selling his smiles to the more destitute,
Words deprived of meaning and more hollow than your skull,
Your poison spreads slowly as the assassin time.
To you who is, after all, only a shadow of dust
Any storm will evaporate you
Look carefully at your reflection and think, if you can;
Then from your false throne reigning on simple minds,
You'll realize the bitter truth:
You, who think you rise above the others,
Don't fly too high,
The divine beauty of the sky
Was never meant for you.
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