The Best ThingThe Best Thing2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Did I throw away my life?
The best thing?
The one in a flaming gown?
She who ruled a people strong?
She who made my nights worthwhile?
To return from hurt to light?
Hold her tight as the night grew old?
Did I really kill her?
Is Palpatine just a nightmare?
Did he lie?
Did she die?
Did I break her heart with fright?
If I did.
Let me die,
Than live in misery and hateful spite.
The best thing.
I love her.
Did I really kill her?
Please tell me force.
She was the best thing in my life.
Whose Name Is Darth VaderWhose Name Is Darth Vader3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
In the final day of despair.
Lost hope and harsh deaths
The pain of many younglings
The torn heart of a mother
Unable to hear her crying mewling babies.
Unable to save them.
From that monster.
That monster whose name is Darth Vader.
Thou art not human.
Not man of flesh or born of woman,
A mixture of mechanics,
Technology and dark magic,
Born from the ashes
Of a once great chosen one.
His mind is ticking,
Whirling like C3PO,
But in a place where gold has no path to tread.
She knew! She knew!
The good deep inside.
She would surrender to him.
Her life was over!
The heartless monster left in his place,
How was a broken snow white queen able to fight him?
So she waits on the other side,
Knowing Vader will breathe on.
But when Luke is ready...
Anakin will pull through.
OF THE UNTOLD FATE OF THE BLUE WIZARDSHere follows an account of the first two Maiar to be brought into service by the Valar to conquer Sauron, the Dark EnemyOF THE UNTOLD FATE OF THE BLUE WIZARDS1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
From the beginning of time - even before the coming of the elves - Arda, a world of great beauty, was plagued by evil. Its beauty was its curse, for even as the Valar, the great nature spirits of Valinor, fashioned the many wondrous resources of that world, the evil, powerful and covetous Vala, Melkor did seek to destroy all that he could not own or control. The nefarious designs of the Dark Enemy relentlessly plagued the whole of Arda and threatened its future, for he was more powerful than all the race of the Ainur.
The Valar, being witnesses to the vision of Ilúvatar, the Creator, perceived the ultimate destruction the dreadful mechanisms of Melkor would visit upon the world, especially Middle Earth. He and his dark puppet, the Maiar Sauron, would systematically poison that idyllic country. Evil fortune did indeed hold Middle Earth in bondage for many ages
ravine bonus story- hurrons taleravine bonus story- hurrons tale2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bear . Wolf, eagle. Always these beasts could turn the hunter into prey. Hurron knew this, it was a knowledge his father taught him well on his first bleeding of the snow.
Up in the cold you keep these three rulers in mind at all times, especially at the winters end, for wolf is still rabid with winters hunger. Bear awakens from its slumber sharing the same thought as the wolf, and northern eagles, they are always a threat. In time, they learned to wound their prey and watch it bleed to death. Yes, three ruled the mountains, but on the day of bleeding of the snow, they were all prey
Hurron pretended to be sleeping, while he watched his son standing guard by the fire. Boy has grown strong, stronger than the old wives of the village have foreseen. However, that was not surprising. Hurron never looked kindly on the self-proclaimed prophets. Fate is what one makes of it, and his
PrisonerPrisoner2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The last flames of our love
the hot intensity
no more fire
because of our breath
our flames die
and we are left
in unimaginable darkness
love and warmth gone
I want you to hold me again
I want you here
I miss you
I loved you
in the way of our love
I will find a way around it
I'll get her out of the way
my dear beloved
You don't need her
I'll love you more
She will be gone
and I'll have you again
don't be afraid
no don't run
I want you here
No don't leave me
I guess I have to take you
I guess you have to be my prisoner
I'll make sure nothing gets in the way
of our love again
For I will not let you out
La Sombra Del VientoLa Sombra Del Viento2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Sólo se escuchaba un murmullo entre el total silencio de la bahía,
los pájaros no se atrevían a expresar ni dar señales de insolencia,
cual seísmo vitalista infundado entre los rayos oscuros de aquel día
ignoraron la perseverancia del héroe ante su eterna agonía.
Tras su máscara, el hombre ocultó su más hirviente fervor,
sólo sus confidentes más cercanos eran capaces de ver
todo lo que se hallaba entre su espíritu y su razón de ser,
toda la desesperación que yacía en su interior.
Muchos fueron los valientes que prestaron su más efímera ayuda,
muchos fueron los insensatos al dictaminar que ya no existía cura,
pero alguien, entre la muchedumbre somnolienta y desgarrada
persuadió al múltiple gentío que se hallaba con el alma desmembrada:
Intenta olvidar todo aquello que en su día te hizo llorar,
intenta perdonar a quienes te hicieron daño hasta ahogar
toda la s
Caperucita Roja. Otra historiaCaperucita Roja. Otra historia2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Caperucita Roja Otra historia
Creo que todos conocéis la historia de Caperucita Roja, pero sólo conocéis su versión de la historia, por lo que yo voy a contaros la mía para que veáis lo que pasó de verdad.
Para empezar, quien planeó todo fue ella. Un día paseando por el bosque me dijo que estaba harta de llevarle comida a su abuelita y que quería pasar más tiempo conmigo, dijo que sería genial que la abuelita muriese.
Yo al principio no le hacía demasiado caso ya que todos hemos deseado la muerte de alguien en algún momento, pero la cosa fue a más.
"Tienes que matarla." Esas fueron sus palabras, cuando me lo dijo no estaba seguro de querer hacerlo, pero insistió tanto sabía que me gustaba y se aprovechaba de mí.
El plan era sencillo, yo iba por el camino corto y ella por el largo. Así me daría tiempo de comerme a su abuelita y salir por patas.
Pero no salió bien. Caperu
WarzoneWarzone2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The day was one of THOSE. You know, the ones that were so blissfully perfect that you would never expect that people were dying and murderers and child molesters and pedophiles were wandering the same streets that you were. I liked those days. The days were danger could be lurking behind you and you continued to make your stops, enjoying life and not being worried because you knew you were being protected by the status quo.
The sun was out and shining for all its worth. The sky was a bright blue and there were probably two clouds over all of San Francisco. The breeze was calm and cool, and you could hear the waves crashing against the beach if you walked along one of the side roads. Venders had their carts set up along the sidewalks and bakeries were pumping out the scents of their wonderful confections. The day itself was perfect. But on this particular day, for my own particular reasons, it was difficult not to worry.
In Korea, all of the stories we ever heard as children were ancien
Beso, fantasma, recovecoBeso, fantasma, recoveco2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A veces desearía que de los bultos informes de cobijas, almohadas y peluches que se acomodan en la orilla opuesta de mí cama desierta, se formase la figura de un hombre; la silueta siquiera me quitaría la honda sensación de vacío en esta noche que no logro dormir.
Y es así que comienzo a imaginar que realmente algo o alguien me acompaña, sonriendo desde el fondo de su penumbra dormita a mí lado. Yo le miro sonreír y sonrío también, es entonces que despierta. Abre los ojos y mi soledad es tanta que ya imagino que Él está aquí (conmigo) mirándome como aquella noche lluviosa que compartimos el lecho.
Veo que sus manos de sombra se acercan a mí cara y posándolas sobre mis mejillas me atrae
hacia él, que es todo un espectro oscuro, toda una sombra resplandeciente, o una luz oscura.
Lo que sea que fuera que estuviese ahí con su negro rostro y su clara sonrisa.
Y se acerca aún más, despaci
On a Park BenchOn a Park Bench2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
He said those three words the night we were out. "I Love you".
And I thought for a moment, what sin is this? To have him sit on my left and whisper sweet every things in my ear, it must be more than a dream. For such a kind word had never reached my ears, as he gently, tenderly played with my hair.
I stare at him now, unblinking, the cool wind stirring up my clothes. I am constantly dreaming of this moment every passing day and, now here it is, starring at me in the cutest but most serious way. Chances are this won't work out. Chances are, it will. Chances are this pounding in my chest will subside but...when he puts his lips so close to mine, I know there's no chance it will. Not tonight.
Truthfully, I wish i could leave him here. And run away with ourselves somewhere. Because us with each other is so much more fun than him spending time with me in this place. I can see our little world on the horizon. Fresh dew upon the blooms and a rainbow connecting our hearts. And as i lean in to
The Tale of CentraliaThe Tale of Centralia3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Tale of Centralia as told by Nellie (By Ravyn LaRue):
Her flesh was as brown as mahogany and her hair was that of violets. She had the wisdom of centuries kept in the memory chips that lined her glass torso. Centralia was bright, too, and understood that daddy Armand had given her a strange-looking stomach for a reason. One day, in January, I believe, she came to me asking for guidance. "Our seventh sister just came back from Billy's room, she cried. Her neck bore a collar and her heart another sorrow to bear! Billy uses us so horribly, isn't there something I can do to stop it, Nellie?" I sat on her broad shoulder and wiped her tears off. My whiskers buzzed telling me there was something I could use the blessed spells with, in order to do something helpful. Soon I saw the little rectangular bumps on her belly. "What are those, might I ask?" said I. She tore at her dress and pulled one out of the glass she had been supplemented with. I took it from her and held it to my
BELLA MUERTEBELLA MUERTE3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Èrase una noche de verano, la belleza de una silueta fulguraba tan resplandeciente como la luz de la luna llena. Me impactó al verla pasar, deslizándose ágilmente entre los carolinos del bosque silencioso.Habría jurado que era su voz la que oía, pero sólo eran los susurros de la brisa suave que helaba mis mejillas.
Decidí incorporarme y seguir su rastro. Me encamine por el sendero recubierto de plantas, si bien solo habían pequeñas cepas no podía dilucidar el color del terciopelo de su vestido, tenia pequeñas letras impresas en el. No sabía si era negro o de un color rojo oscuro cual sangre espesa.
Olvidé fijar mi vista en el camino y tropecé con una rama, el perfil delicado de la muchacha se detuvo a escasos metros de mi.
En ese momento, los ruidos de la naturaleza se apagaron y el silencio reinó sepulcral. Mi corazón se aceleró de tal modo que creí que iba a salírseme del pe
Burning PassionBurning Passion3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Youre the one who kisses with fire
The one who burns my innocence in his flames
The one who fills me with desire
With a burning passion only we could explain,
Only your smile can ignite a spark
Keeping me up all night
That skips a beat inside my blazing heart
Making the dark sky seem bright.
I always miss your hot kisses
So i close my eyes and feel
The invisable burns you left on my lips
The memories i wish were once again real,
Your the heat that numbed my pain
The heat that teased my body
and the heat that kept me tame
with a personality as sweet as melted candy,
I want to be with you forever
Loving only your flame
Only making it burn hotter
Who you are i hope will never change
We will always be together
Because ill always love your flame.
Unova Legends Chapter 25Unova Legends Chapter 253 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Unova Legends Chapter 25
I was kinda stunned by her offer. I thought that she would watch her friend, but I was pretty thrilled by her offer as well.
"I'll battle you Lazer" I said. "But give me a few minutes; I want to challenge you with some of my best Pokémon."
"That sounds interesting" said Orion. "I would like to see this battle."
"As do I" said Eve.
"I would like to ref again!" said Gift.
"Well, I'm going to watch Kaji" said Train.
"I'm going too" said Ori.
Those three exited the Gym, while I went to change my Pokémon. Lazer was ready when I got back out. We headed outside of the city on a grassy field. I let Relic stay out to see our battle. Gift stood in the middle, but I told him he didn't have to ref. He insisted on just keeping track of the Pokémon though.
"Does a three on three battle sound good?" asked Lazer.
"That sounds just fine" I replied.
Lazer threw out a Pokeball, and Nami appeared. Nami crossed her arms and looked smug. I threw out Jol
Unova Legends Chapter 24Unova Legends Chapter 243 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Pokémon BW Fanfic Chapter 24
Team Plasma grunts poured into the Pokémon Center. Some of them went deeper into the Pokémon Center, but most of them stayed in the common area. I didn't know about Lazer and them, but I could just sit there. Eve, Ori, and Orion thought the same. Relic, Arc, and Shell jumped down from the booth. Orion reached into his bag and threw out Flare. The grunts stepped back, but I saw what they were doing. A group of grunts were running out with their arms full of Pokeballs. One of them was carrying several trays with Pokeballs on them.
"Those are ours!" exclaimed Train.
"Relic use Shadow Ball!" I commanded.
Relic formed a black sphere between his hands and shot it out. It hit the grunt in the legs, and some of the Pokeballs came out. Arc and Shell grabbed as many as they could, but the grunt ran out with the rest. Lazer and the others looked as worried as we were. Orion had his Pokémon, but they took whoever they grabbed. We only
Dejame...Dejame...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dejame soñar por un momento lo que nunca sera certero,
dejame imaginar en mi silencio lo que un dia jamas pasara
que por mas que mi corazon quiera alcanzarte
a tu lado jamas llegara
la lagrima que no derramare y el beso que no te dare,
y lo que de mi no escucharas, dejame soñar
porque se que tienes a alguien a tu lado
que te hace sentir especial
dejame quererte a mi manera, a la unica que me queda
como amigos y nada mas, dejame soñar
tratare de tener mi corazon apagado cada vez
que te encuentres a mi lado
dejame olvidar este sentimiento que desconoces
tu y el mundo entero, dejame soñar
aunque mi voz ahora se quiebre, mantendre atado
a este sentimiento que nunca volara
dejame soñar que algun dia quisaz, no te vea de la forma
en que me has empezado a gustar.
Wtf Did I Just TypeWtf Did I Just Type3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Well, we were all standing there, the five of us. All we were doing was standing there, staring into the black, cold, and deep hall that stratched before us.
I heard a whimper as Tododile tugged at my pant leg in fear as we looked into the tunnel, or wall that stretched out in front of us. I leaned over and picked him up. He wouldn't let me hold him, so instead scrambled up onto my shoulder. I sighed and turned around. "Ready boys?" I asked. The four nodded. Ringo shivered. He was holding his Buizel like a baby, for he was in fear too.
"Are you sure we should keep going?" He asked nervously. I nodded, sadness in my eyes. "But what if we DID go back?" John asked. I turned to him. His Riolou had clasped her paws together around his neck, so her tummy was on his back. He adjusted her paws. "Now so tight, luv..." He said softly. "Did you see what happened as we passed everything?" I asked, disbelief in my voice. He blinked.
El Viaje De NinaEl Viaje De Nina3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Siempre estaba triste a pesar de su belleza. Todos la admiraban. Su cabello rubio combinaba a la perfección con sus ojos marrones claros. Su aura les daba tranquilidad a los demás. A pesar de estar triste, Nina, siempre se mostraba linda y feliz.
De vez en cuando les preguntaba a los demás como era el mundo real. Los otros contestaban que era peor que el mundo de las letras, que todo estaba mal, guerra, hambre, racismo Otros le decían que era genial, afuera todo era diferente, nada era efímero, que no había tanta libertad aburrida y que vivir era más divertido. Para ellos era un reto.
Los viejos cascarrabias, grandes aventureros del mundo real, le enseñaban el arte de la antigua orden que aun permanecía en el mundo de las letras. Nina, escuchaba fascinada los consejos de los sabios. Le explicaban que primero que nada, tenía que enamorar a su dueño o dueña de turno, luego hacerla soña
PenumbraPenumbra3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
La tranquilidad no es eterna
A Vampire Love Story Chapter 3A Vampire Love Story Chapter 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When a week passed, Rosemary finally and fully recovered. All that was left was scars where the bruising had taken place. She smiled in giddiness and was more than happy to finally step outside again. The world did not hesitate her. She understood the values of life and the world surrounding it. She understood everything that she could possibly comprehend about it. And became carefree. No fear struck her heart and still continued going outside for midnight walks but to be more cautious, she decided to stay around her peaceful neighborhood just in case. And even cared some pepper spray and wasp spray. Wasp spray you ask? More harmful than pepper spray actually. During the same day when her wounds fully recovered, she decided to go to the park. This place was absolutely stunning. A giant lake with hundreds of animals enjoying this nature luxury and in the middle of the lake was a small island. Rosemary never thought about swimming to it but wondered what was on the other side. But instea