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.:a rose by any other word:.It's funny how a name.:a rose by any other word:.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
can change from letters on a page to something thrilling,
from notes on a score
to music
for
the
ears.
It's funny how a few letters
Strung together by spaces
Can be so meaningful
Can roll off the tongue so easily
Can make me so happy
It's funny how we are given three names
Which all sound so generic
Separately
So many joes, johns, sarahs, amandas, marias, billys, matts, adams, caitlins, ryans
So many
If you put all three names together though
You get….
A person
A personality
You.
It's funny how you can put a name
And someone else's name
Together
And come up
With a relationship
pre
.:Trace the Radius:.waving goodbye, waving goodbye.:Trace the Radius:.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
pack your bags
get ready to leave
for a while
for a week
for ever ?
or for n e v e r?
take me with you
we can listen to the sun rise
let it's rays claw away at our lives
colors us with light
with simplicity
with perfection
a neverending horizon
an everending horizon?
what if the world was flat?
we could walk and walk and walk
and we'd reach and end
The End
where would we go?
no where but
back to where we started
but the wo
.:Now in 3D high definition:.Poetry is perspective.:Now in 3D high definition:.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's looking at a bird
And seeing a life
Or a freedom
Or a curse
It's seeing colors
And hearing emotions
Feeling words
And writing nonsense
Perspective
You're looking up
I'm trying not to look at my feet
You're watching the clouds fly by
I'm watching time run away, dragging the clouds with it
You wish on a star
I kiss the man in the moon
You lay down on the sidewalk because you're tired
(or because I asked you to)
I lay down because I love the feeling of drowning in my own gravity
You mock a lonely girl in the corner of the room
I seize an opportunity
You sigh at a rainy, cloudy sky
I see a canvas a
Heavy Metal coupleSo there's this story, see? These two guys were walking in the woods. One of them was a blond, his hair was all big and fluffy with big brown eyes, he had a blue bandanna wrapped around his neck, a Megadeth t-shirt on, and tight jeans, his name was David. The other guy, Chris, had black teased hair and blue eyes, a Metallica t-shirt, black fingerless gloves, cowboy boots, and tight black leather pants. These guys appeared to be a Heavy Metal gay couple. They looked like opposites even in height but they were very much in love.Heavy Metal couple2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Maaan how long are we gonna walk out here?" David complained, mumbling something like, "we haven't fucked out in th
ShavedI shaved my head today,Shaved3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I razed the blonde threads,
Watching as they fell to the cold bathroom floor.
They kept me warm for so long,
They kept me here.
I remember that boy with the mane,
The smile, the sparkle.
I'm not that boy anymore.
He died there, in that cold room.
He disappeared between the razor and the floor.
And I got up from the cold floors,
Ran my finger along the line of soft points,
And strode outside.
07-25-10Mary closes her eyes to better drown in the music. The strong tempo beats her along the notes and she doesn't even bother trying to grasp at silence to keep afloat.07-25-103 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
This is what she craves. The loss of yourself and the finding of something more. The thrill being swept away.
It's odd – she supposes, that she finds this serenity when bodies are crashing into hers and her eardrums are slowly being stabbed numb. But, this is all she has ever known. The happiness of music that connects strangers and families and cultures and lovers.
Her lover. Onstage and the most mind-breakingly gorgeous thing she has ever seen. Alive and not drowning
Clubbing LifestyleClubbing lifestyleClubbing Lifestyle3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I wasn't addicted to the drug, itself. I was addicted to the lifestyle: nightclubs, the music; the dancing; the bright lights; the fashion.
I was a loner, a naïve eighteen year old, looking for more friends in this world. Most of the time I would go to clubs with my friends, but on most occasions they wouldn't want to go to the clubs that I wanted to. They didn't mind going to hear the same kind of music that was played repetitively on the radio's top 40 countdown. I was into hard trance, and my friends were into pop, so I would go to these clubs alone.
There is one Saturday night I will never forget. I was getting
HT - DioRonnie James DioHT - Dio3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
May your legacy live on
In the metal world
unexplored metal microgenreskabuki metalunexplored metal microgenres3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
flamenco metal
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american idol me
Anywhere But Home I was sitting at the bar of one of the night clubs watching one particular man and woman. He had come up to her, asked her to dance, and now they were. It was sweet at first, then I realized this wasn't high school anymore. Within seconds, they started freaking. It disgusted me, but I couldn't look away.Anywhere But Home3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I knew someone had sat next to me, but it wasn't unusual, several people had come to the few seats at the bar. And then there was the fact I was a girl, and there were plenty of drunks.
"You alone here?" the person asked. I could tell it was a boy due to the deep voice, he had a hint of a British accent.
"Yeah." I answered. Keeping my
So i herd u liek grammarSo i herd u liek grammar4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Basic Grammar
A Boring Essay about a Boring Topic by Wanda
Okay, no one wants to read about grammar. It's boring. It has no plot, no characterization, no humor or tragedy or drama, and let's all admit now that you fell asleep in class during the grammar lecture.
But let's face it. Schools are cutting grammar from the curriculum, because apparently kids know it all, what with all the "OMG so kawaii i luv u sooooooo much" etc. hanging around our society. If my sarcasm hasn't burned off the fine hairs on your arms by now, then you'll know that I find the whole
Broken V.2She sniffled a little. "Thank you for coming." she sobbed into his shoulder. "Its all my fault."Broken V.24 years ago in General More Like This
He wrapped his arms around her. "No, Amy. It wasn't your fault. Sure if you would've gone somewhere else, this wouldn't have happened." Shaun said.
"See, if I hadn't gone there, this wouldn't have happened." she sobbed.
"Amy, please, its not your fault. There have been times when I've been walking down dark alleys. It was the freaks fault." Shaun said comfortingly to her.
"But you're a guy. No one would ever think of taking you." she said.
Shaun let out an awkward laugh. "Amy, you being a girl has nothing to do with this." he said. He
The Guitar Thaed's POVThaed pulled his van into the mall parking lot, it was virtually devoid of vehicles. I need a break he mulled, perhaps I can pick up some music at the record shop, there are a few new albums out, and I could use a good heavy album. He got out of his van, never bothering to lock the doors. Who in their right mind would ever think they'd find something of any worth in an old-fashioned, wizard-muraled van anyhow?The Guitar Thaed's POV4 years ago in Socio-political More Like This
He strode to the shop and opened the door, a ting sound coming from the bell on the door as it was opened. "Afternoon," said the obviously bored clerk as he spaced out staring into nothingness, "if you need help finding anything, let
konoha concertThe crowd had all gathered by the gate of konoha, screaming and jumping and wving they're Passionate Massacre shirts at the camera:konoha concert4 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays More Like This
"Ino and Chouji here at the site of the Passionate Massacre concertand let me tell you the crowd is in a massive uproar!" Ino spun around and pointed her camera to the crowd. "Lets here from Chouji who's actually in the crowd, so we can hear the fans opinions"
"Hey guys, Chouji here talking to the fans to see how their feelin. Whats your name?" he pointed his microphone at a tall toe-heade girl. "Im Tometa!" "So Tometa how you feelin now?" "Im just freakin flying! I cant wait to hear Passionate Massacre they ro
you're all I need"Nikki?"you're all I need4 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
"Hmm?" Nikki mumbled, half asleep
"I.. I love you.."
"Shut the fuck up and go back to sleep, Vince".
In the darkness, Nikki smiled.
"I love you too."
The people at Disney.The amount of people in Florida is astounding considering the spastic rain showers, suffocating humidity, and overpriced soft drinks. Such things would keep me away from this state, and yet people gravitate to it. The attraction is undeniably theme parks and the beaches, two admirable qualities of Florida that cannot be overlooked. But it's exactly these two sites that cause the strangest humans to emerge. In just one week, I have encountered these people and, unfortuantely, had to interact with them. And they have left me with one resounding thought echoing through my mind:The people at Disney.4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I don't like people.
PEOPLES IS PEOPLES.
1. THE BEAUTIES: There a
2-7. Heaven“Guys—Guys! What are you doing?” Gabe whispered quickly, sneaking down the musty school hallway. His two friends ahead of him laughed,2-7. Heaven4 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
“What does it look like we’re doing?” Newman asked, throwing his arms up, stretching. Gabe cringed,
“Jesus, keep your voice down!”
“Aw, c’mon Gabe, it’s not like anyone is gonna stop us.”
Gabe frowned, stopping in his tracks, “Guys, c’mon, this isn’t cool.” Both Newman and Darien looked back at him, glanced at each other, and smiled,
“What? You scared?” Darien asked, hands on his hips. Gabe gawked for a moment,
The metalhead's problemYou know what sucks?The metalhead's problem4 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
People who judge us for being metalheads.
First, they label us for what we wear.
Parents AUTOMATICALLY assume were "thugs" because we wear black almost all the time
(a very stupid steriotype that only works in the 1950's)
Some tell us we look 'dirty' because we wear baggy jeans, camo shorts, leather jackets, band tshirts etc...
Most of them are "gangsters". Which is ironic because they wear Nike Cortezes that look so bat fucking dirty!!
For Pete's sake some of em don't even bath!!
Then People make fun of our MUSIC.
I know most people in our generation don't listen to metal.
Most of them listen to pop, RnB, and
Ode to HellsingOh, what is it that seduces meOde to Hellsing4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
into reading this manga?
Is it the blood that splatters on every page
Or the sadistic glint in Alucard’s eyes?
It entices me to read every chapter.
The guns, the vampires, the death.
Impossible o look away from
the book once opened.
Addicting.
Wanting more when the story is over.
Wishing for the sweet, sadistic tale
to never stop.
Desiring to become a vampire
by Alucard’s bite.
To join in the blood bath that
I’ve been lusting to take part in.
Amy Leethe piano plays soft and soothingAmy Lee5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
at first just listening and learning
that this haunting safety of melody
has taken hold of my heart
and her voice creeps in singing
sounding a siren or severing my sanity
as she serenades the silence with passion and pain
and i have not understood till now... just how
now then she slows the rythm and music
with the cracks in her voice on the softer notes
and suddenly smoothing the rough edges of a mirror
as i fall further into her gifts and purity of perfection
and if i try to touch this moment i think it might break
so fragile like a single pane of glass, do i dare
step forward or stand b
Perfect WomanThe ideal woman portrayed by the media in America today is a permiscouous, tall, skinny, blond 20 year old ditzy model, computer enhanced to "perfection." It's embarrassing that the first image of attractiveness that comes to mind is a faux - someone who only exists on shiny magazine pages - a person with no personality except percieved coquettishness. Of course, there's always an alternative; some of us repect intelligence, serenity, independence, talent, or the presence of vital organs in a woman (eg. heart and liver) because the truth is: people aren't perfect and none of us are the same. The normal size and weight of the average woman isPerfect Woman5 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Scene Kids and Rock Dollsthey comb their hair the same wayScene Kids and Rock Dolls6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
every single day
when you swap out for the punch line
it's all the same laugh at the jokes that aren't quite funny
but they all laugh the way you do
when you fall down and pick yourself back up
the hearts are in it but are the minds
the town you call home on the phone to all your friends
is really fifty miles out from where you truly belong
if this scene was perfect
then tell me why the blue prints for the perfect hell lie
deep within the writings of some of it's
most established folk
they lie through their teeth as you sit in your seat
learning all the lies and the beliefs
if you wait around
The Ten Commandments of Metal1. Thou shalt not kill…onstage.The Ten Commandments of Metal6 years ago in Humor More Like This
2. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor’s axe.
3. Remember the Black Sabbath and keep it Ozzy.
4. Honor thy Guns and thy Roses.
5. Thou shalt not lie…onstage.
6. Thou shalt not buy St. Anger.
7. Thou shalt not make for thineself a graven ballad.
8. Thou shalt never unplug.
9. Thou shalt not drink before a concert…unless you’re Metallica.
10. Les is more.
Twelve Days of ChristmasNaruto: On the first day of Christmas, Masashi gave to me a Fox Demon in my belly!Twelve Days of Christmas6 years ago in Humor More Like This
Kankuro: On the second day of Christmas, Masashi gave to me two cool siblings,
Naruto: And a Fox Demon in my belly!
Gaara: Kankuro, get your hand off my shoulder…
Sakura: On the third day of Christmas, Masashi gave to me three awesome outfits,
Kankuro: Two cool siblings,
Naruto: And a Fox Demon in my belly!
Gaara: I’m warning you, stupid puppet-idiot…
Lee: On the fourth day of Christmas, Masashi gave to me four lotus plants,
Sakura: Three awesome outfits,
Kankuro: Two cool siblings,
Naruto: And a Fox Demon in my belly!
Gaara: I will s
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