Tes yeux, mon amourDark like the midnight skyTes yeux, mon amour7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Bright like the stars above
They rule the world.
Catch your every move,
They know every second of your life,
Nothing passes them by.
Time they are closing
Witnessing the light at the end.
Tes yeux, mon amour
Valiant Fanfiction - Ch 1Restive HeartbeatValiant Fanfiction - Ch 18 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter One – To Lock Eyes With a Stranger.
Black eyes, dusted with gold, glanced anxiously at the thousands of Folk around him. Every one of them was different, and not one looked the least bit like him: tall and rangy, like a pubescent teen, with gray-green skin and spidery, six-fingered hands; soft, black hair fell straight, stopping just below his shoulders. Knifing through the midnight-colored locks were a pair of pointed ears with tips that hardened into tiny, curving horns. Undershot incisors pressed firmly into a swollen upper lip, but drew no blood.
He was a troll. A young troll, and naïve, but a troll nonetheless. The word alone carried connotations of something horrendously ugly and wicked, even in Faerie. Bearing this in mind, Ravus came to the Seelie Court expecting nothing apart from loneliness and solitude. So far, he was getting what he'd anticipated.
Tamson's cerulean eyes scanned the crowds lazily. There he stood, with naught but hi
Rainy NightNothing is as beautiful as the rainRainy Night7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Dark, cold, rainy night….
Full of broken promises and hopes
There's no one to protect you
To keep you safe
The only thing you can count on
As the cold night ends
Light becomes brighter
More and more
As that clarity spreads
The night follows you
Step by step
'Till it comes ahead of you
Everything turns grey again
But please, one thing
Don't break the silence
SiennaThe night salivates its sapSienna7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
upon my frost-decorated jaw,
purrs, stops and purrs again;
A feather climbs its way
onto an owl-eyed moon
bathed in burnt sienna
and flees upon a swan's back.
The waters keep my eyes awake
like moonbeams; wind-stirred,
I shed my husk of dried leaves:
long now they sleep
beneath the grass.
In a tree, somewhere in the distance
I am sure, a hummingbird
hatches its way out of an egg
just so it can taste light
for the very first time.
As I sleep, I am certain,
the sun will rise like a monument
from behind the fringe of a mountain
without asking for applause
and I will be the last to complain.
Dance into MadnessEvery moment we are alive,Dance into Madness6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Has in it the seeds of our own demise
We seek to bury who we are,
And when we are discovered, we act surprised
We blame others for our passions,
Passions which we seek to deny,
And when confronted with the truth,
We use any excuse as an alibi
Life is a painted tapestry,
Of pictures, emotions, and words
Sadly there are so many,
Who use all of them as a scourge
We dance into madness,
With every dark design and dark deed
So many of us simply do not care,
About all those whom we make bleed
We waste our time and lives,
So caught up in what we perceive,
When suddenly without warning,
We are no longer believed
Thankfully we lose with time,
The ease with which we are deceived,
It is not something to be lamented,
It is not something over which to grieve
We dance with madness,
Each and every day,
And it is so very hard,
To dance out of it's reach again
Most of us both live and learn,
And every moment, grow stronger still
Some of us, sadly, only burn,
And we always will
throwing rocks.so i want to grow up and get a job and make happy, make money, make forget. i can't though, i'm too concerned with windchimes. i mean, fuck windchimes, right? i lie awake at night and listen to rigs on the rumble strip and the windchimes, (mostly the trucks), but damn, the tinkling is enough to keep me awake all night. but sometimes not, and then i dream i drown or maybe i marry a serial killer who props up corpses in rocking chairs or sometimes i dream about my ex-boyfriend's little sister because why not. then i wake up and it's taxes and credit cards and grades and people dying and shit.throwing rocks.4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
i don't know what is wrong with me.
i mean i do, though, it's called obsessive compulsive disorder and major depressive disorder and severe anxiety and a bunch of other shit that takes too long to detail, but i'm talking about the pieces insurance won't cover.
also fuck claire danes.
it's just like, when i close the door behind me i push on the doorknob six times plus seven plus seve
I Love YouI'd take the opportunity to re-write the last year and a halfI Love You9 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
To erase the miles between us, simply to hear you laugh.
I have no idea why I couldn't just tell you how I've felt
Under denial, I hoped that I wouldn't end up as another notch on your belt.
But soon enough, I fell and wanted, I decided to take you in my life
Thankful I didn't take much more time to figure it out, another night
But I promise my devotion, my loyalty, and I promise the truth
Because dammit, I swear on it, I want nobody else but you.
My eyes won't look astray
Or have my body walk away,
Words from my lips are solely yours alone
Free text that I write, will no longer hold it's once flirtatious tone.
I hope you will promise the same
To hold sacred what, after long enough time, we finally became.
Please understand that it's only you that I see,
And that I desire for you to tell me that you love no other but me.
I can't help but be selfish inside,
So long as you keep me beside
Give me a constant feeling o
She always fell for boys who needed saving.She always fell for boys who needed saving.She always fell for boys who needed saving.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Giving them kisses in the dark
to numb their headache from
drinking too much and yet
not enough to kill lust.
She was always adored by boys, who,
if given the chance, would rebuild
the world for her.
But she wanted to be the heroine
and refused to see
she needed saving, too.
the man I've always knownYour hair has grownthe man I've always known6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
returned to looking like
the man Ive always known,
the one who understands.
There are wrinkles in the corners of eyes,
weve killed the time together, (from then to now),
you being there regardless,
picking me up again and again,
teaching me how to breathe,
remember to breathe and youll be ok
Somehow I always forget again.
Ive never known what to do with you,
There is an instinct to sabotage such clear devotion.
Put to rest
the vicious truth of your power
(I rely on you too much)
the fact you
bring quiet to my hysterics,
the contradictory my endless frenzy,
Like salt in my eyes it stings,
to know I dont want you to leave.
when in the stillness of the morning,
with your warmth engulfing,
there are flashes of unadulterated dread,
that I will one day be left without you,
knowing from then on I will be completely alone.
MadnessIts the disease itself that turns you mad,Madness5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the people that judge you right off the bat,
never knowing where to turn, when every
wall becomes a friend, you're stuck in
you're own reality.
With no way out, you wonder if this
There's too much to feel, with everyone
leaving on their heel.
Only faces you can see, talk to you
in the dark, because they know deep
within, their your only exception.
You keep quiet to everything you see,
and the noises that keep you company.
But you can't help but feel, so very lonely.
Don't tell a soul, I promise I'll be good.
But keep believing in me, and my cure
will come right in through the door.
My only wish, is that you stay with me
Cup of Tea PromiseCup of Tea Promise8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A cup of tea promise
starts, watered down
lies and coffee
We take a breath,
inhale the aroma of the mug,
accept what we find,
we drink to our own distaste.
Between bitter sips
warmed chests, clutched hands,
we sit in comfort of this liquid--
as if an elixir of life
snuck into the drink.
Despite cups with cracks and chips
we grip our mugs for comfort
whisperyour voice shivers throughwhisper6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
me like breezes shaking
(and I cannot
slide your whispers
along skin, let them
sink deep as bone
breathe my name,
a fervent, sighing
and I will lift my
face to your sun and
unfurl my limbs
singing like new leaves
dancing in the
That oneUnder the moonlight, by the lake of ghosts,That one7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Another one's loss lies down.
An upturned face looking towards the sky.
Laid in a burial gown.
With no sound the wind blows,
Giving the chills in that one’s heart.
A name is written on a rock
Marked by the look of thousand eyes.
That one’s sign of love,
Suddenly falls on the ground.
The river turns the other way.
Filled with tears of that one’s mourn.
Why? That one screamed.
Rooibos TeaBreathe deep the chai hazeRooibos Tea4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a muse of eggshells and grandma's lace tablecloths,
cradles the tea kettle to her chest
and abandons Latin words and names
flotsam and jetsam dribbling
irrelevant among the little red tea leaves;
the driftwood of genus and species bumping
against the shores of the South African scrublands.
She hovers orange and indigo,
a quavering flame of dreams
and drained tea dregs
divination with a soft-spiced voice
at the bottom of the mug,
never quite gone
a flock of Van Gogh crows
frozen in their hayfields.
the dance of Timeat dawn, Time met me atthe dance of Time6 years ago in Open More Like This
the threshold and took
me in his arms, and we twirled
through gold-rimmed fields
of bluebells and sunflowers
that smelled of peppermint
and girl child dreams of
knights straining under silver
armor upon white chargers
that never tired, and we
spun until my youth
disappeared into the
as childhood fell away,
Time pulled me closer, and
we tripped through pink pajama
adolescence and first awkward
kisses into sultry days of
red silk hungering for
moon-washed nights and full grown
lusts, instincts obeyed,
breathless moans climaxing
in cries of newborn
generations who fall
in line behind me in
the long shadows of the
my steps slow as
Times hands press heavily
upon me, our waltz
winding on despite
stiffening limbs and blue eyes
dimmed to grey
with years now sliding
from memory until
Time will lay me gently
among softening mists
where I will sleep and
dream as Time dances on
without me into the
TheyThey walk alone on this path of sorrow.They7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Ghosts of the past, on every step
Reaching their hands towards the sky
Like a drowning man wanting to be saved.
But there’s no one to hear them, to help them.
Or is it just an illusion they created in their minds?
Another one’s imagination…
No one knows and no one ever will
Curtains are dropped, it’s all over now.
Gates Of ThoughtsThis is a place where I'll stay,Gates Of Thoughts7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Opened by the gates of thoughts.
Wolfs’ howls spread in the dark,
Hunting for the light.
Whispering voices of ghosts
Creatures of the undone.
That song of yours
Such a sweet melody to my ears.
Like the child arms around you,
The longest sleep of mine caresses me.
It closes my eyes,
Leaving me in this anxiety.
The words of comfort,
Not getting anywhere.
Passages are closed.
But there’s one,
The one towards the glare.
Or is it a trick of light?
No one will ever know the answer,
For the gates are closed.
An Ode To Tea.An Ode To Tea.8 years ago in Other More Like This
Sat here with a cup of tea.
Milk and two sugars, sipping away.
Sweet and Warm, it sends my tongue numb.
I inhale it's sweet aroma, stop, and take in another sip.
It embraces my tongue, it leaves it wanting more, down my throat.
MY tongue screams out for more, it wants to feel its silky texture,
It's sickly sweet taste.
I chink the mug on my tooth, but it wont stop me.
I'm wound up by this mixture.
Sip after sip, it's saving me,
from the harsh cold that wishes to embrace my body.
Each mouthful plays with my senses, teases my body.
Abuses my organs.
It's nearing the end of the mug.
It can't be over yet.
This can't be it.
Like Oxygen to my organs, like Heroin to an addict, i need more.
Tea is more than a beverage..
It's a saviour in this harsh winter.
Ah who am i kidding? It's just tea <3
AnxietySometimes,Anxiety10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sick isn't something
You can see.
When I'm standing there -
Fists bracing -
For 'no reason at all',
I hope it makes you
Feel big and tall,
To tell me I'm being stupid.
When I can't talk to someone -
Because my throat is dry,
And I feel sick,
Like I can't
Catch my breath,
Like I'm going to cry
Like I'm hurtling
Towards death -
Don't tell me to
'Get over myself'.
When I'm crying -
And my knees
And I'm too scared
And every heart
Makes me jump -
How can you tell me
I need to 'grow up'?
When I can't get on a bus -
Because so many people,
So many eyes,
And my mind is force-feeding
Me so many lies -
Don't tell me I 'think I'm better
Than everyone else'.
I'm trying my hardest.
Really, I am.
Would you tell someone with a broken leg
To just get up and walk?
Would you tell someone with no tongue
To open their mouth and talk?
Would you tell a wingless angel
So tell me why -
When it is
Fine ArtOne EveningFine Art10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I saw a women
Lick a painting
And then buy it
Ten thousand dollars
Like a Rembrandt
I was so stunned
That when no one was looking
I walked up to the same painting
And before the curator
Could take it off the wall
I stuck out my tongue
My taste buds
And the flavor of lead
Stayed in my mouth
we just don't have the same taste
In fine art
Enjoy The SilenceEnjoying the silence andEnjoy The Silence7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Another day on this earth
One step closer to the end.
I hold infinity in my hands
Wanting to live the past again.
At the break of the dawn
When the moon is still high
Look at the stars
You might see my face
Watching over you.
Be quiet, just listen
Search for the wind
A breeze in the night
You might hear my voice
Calling for you
As the day grows
Hope for the better tomorrow
Hold your voice inside
Hold your breath
Enjoy the silence.
Sweet Chocolate TeaI heat hot cocoa over the stovetopSweet Chocolate Tea9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
while you sit by the fireside,
warming your hands.
Those hands that understand
every soft curve that is me.
Flexible fingers that have touched my soul.
The kettle screeches,
the cinnamon chai tea is done.
You'll have the cocoa,
and I'll have the tea.
Lets sip a cup of love tonight,
that is sugary sweet.