The Gloved OneThe Gloved One3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To the Gloved One who sang and danced on stage.
The man who told about the Thriller night.
He said Beat It to tabloids out of rage.
He said that he was Workin' Day and Night.
Writing about his Childhood to us,
So we could see why he wanted to Scream.
He said, "Don't be so Bad. Don't make a fuss."
He said to "Heal the World and make it beam."
This man did wear a glove upon his hand.
He was a Smooth Criminal; that is true.
But all he really wanted was to Jam,
And tell us, "I Just Can't Stop Loving You."
Now gone is he, just like the settled moon.
Goodbye Michael; you'd up and Gone Too Soon.
Don't Judge MeDon't Judge MeDon't Judge Me6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see you standing there,
I don't like the way you stare
At my disfigured face.
I don't think it's your place,
To judge me.
You don't know what I've been through,
I've often been beaten black and blue
A real childhood I've never had.
Was your just as bad?
So don't judge me.
You acknowledge only my fame,
You think I'm the one to blame
For the trouble I've been in.
You know I haven't lived a life of sin,
Yet you judge me.
MJ Poem Nbr.2King of PopMJ Poem Nbr.26 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Greatest Entertainer Ever
Of the Many, he is the
Famous of All since...Jesus
Prepare For awsomeness
On the Stage of Royality
Prepare for the Awsome that is Michael Jackson
A Letter to MichaelMichael,A Letter to Michael5 years ago in Letters More Like This
A light went out in me the day you died. I hadn't thought of you in years. I loved you deeply as a child and a teenager but as I grew older, my love for you took a backseat and gave way to more tanglible loves. I smiled indulgently at myself when I thought of the crazy way I loved you as a youngster. I laughed at myself sometimes. I was grown up now, pop idols were a thing of my past. I found new things to interest me. I guess that is a part of growing up. What I want to say Michael, is that I pushed you to the back of my mind because I felt silly loving a man who really did not know I existed.
The morning I heard the news that you died, I scoffed at it. Michael Jackson dead? That's just another rumour. I'd know if Michael Jackson died, I said, like I had some sort of invisible lifeline connecting you to me.
"3 kids told me he died, Candice," my colleague told me.
"Yeah? Well, they are wrong. They just won't leave the man alone, always making up stories about him. But this is
Mr ImaginationMichael always was bright and creative.Mr Imagination4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
He loved to create and explore.
He had a limitless imagination.
And his music videos show this.
He was accused of pedophilia.
But he was completely innocent.
It was all lies and rumors.
They just wanted his money.
Neverland was created for the purpose..
Of giving children the experience he never got to have.
When he was growing up.
The imagination is a powerful tool.
But it is sadly underrused.
If you use your imagination..
You can make almost anything happen.
You can be a pirate, a monster, or even a superhero.
And bring your wildest dreams to life.
Michael used that to his advantage..
He was Mr Imagination.
Tell a never-ending story.
Go on an adventure.
Or make your own cute and crazy animal friend.
The possibilities are endless.
You can be whatever you want to be.
And dream a little dream.
If put your imagination to the test.
You are never too young or too old to have an adventure of your own.
For it doesn't matter i
7even7even6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I blinked to make the nightmare go
Tears started to flow
Pain crawled deep into my soul
Layers and layers of sadness roll
I stay awake
I lose control
I start giving up hope and all and more
I am empty
I am bitter
I am sore
The DanceThe spot lightThe Dance3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Catches my figure
The crowd cheers
And screams my name
I hold my ground
Tuning them out
My mind is in
Another world right now
Suddenly the music begins
I become the percussion
I become the beat
The bass rattles my soul
And I make my move
That's the worst thing
A dancer could do
Feel the music
Let it flow through your bones
When I dance
I am not myself
I AM the dance...
MichaelHis feet, how they twinkleMichael3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
His eyes, how they sparkle
His smile glows with
The radiance of a thousand suns
He showed the world to dance
His message inspired
Generations of millions
His music conceived
A whole new style
Of love and generosity
Now let's be
A whole new generation
And keep his legacy alive
For generations to come
His child-like innocence
Teaches us to be humble
He was definitely
Gone too soon
An angel from above
My dear Michael
With all my heart
I love you...
Edward - Story of Snow Pt1Edward - Story of Snow Pt15 years ago in Settings More Like This
Sepia shadows striated the dusty wooden floorboards of a long abandoned attic. The silence was as soft as the worm eaten rafters and yet was there a breath softer than silence? A spider's dark shadow in the far corner against the wall shifted ever so slightly. There ran the spider, away, skittering over the bare beams, but somehow the long and crooked shadow remained.
A figure drifted from the gloom, less purposeful than the spider, yet horribly alike. It was almost as if a designer, drawing up plans for a fantastically thin and looming spectre, had conceived this very figure on paper as the true spirit of a spider, all legs, and horrid black angularity and yet had compromised in the face of practical reality and was finally able only to produce a mere insect.
No spider in a child's worst nightmare could have matched this black and ragged apparition of dust and apparent decay. The creature appeared to be composed of scraps, spare parts and limbs bound tog
Farewell Dear KingTears glide down my face,Farewell Dear King4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I watch him fade away.
While I try to unravel his words
I look into the midnight dark eyes I love.
My chest aches, I look away.
I look back fast, afraid to the end.
His eyes are already closed.
Only then did I understand what he meant.
"The sun will set at noon" he said.
His sun. His end.
He will never wake, not again.
I can do nothing to prevent this.
Farewell my love, farewell dear King
My voice betrays me and I can only think my words.
I kiss his lifeless lips once, twice.
They are still warm.
An Ode to the King of PopWe seen you dance you seen you singAn Ode to the King of Pop4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We loved it when you did the moonwalk thing
We heard you on radio, cds and more
We watched you on tv, to know the score.
Some people feared you, but that don't matter
It's the people who love you that's the latter
When they said you died, it broke our hearts
The fire in our hearts went to a dismal spark
But one day we saw a spark of hope
A video uncovered made by someone who was not a dope
We learned why you hide because of some jerk
Who is into your money. . to fulfill some querk
Once he's behind bars, we know you will reapper.
We will hold up our glasses to you, and we will say, cheers!
The CatmanMichael Jackson was a lover of animals.The Catman3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
He had many different pets.
But he loved cats the most.
He used a feline motif in a few videos.
He turned into a werecat in Thriller.
Turned from and to a panther in Black or White.
A cat appeared in the Billie Jean video.
And a cat appeared in Remember The Time.
He was quite cat-like himself.
With a free spirit, good nature.
And amazing grace just like a cat.
It's no wonder he liked them so much.
He's so remarkably feline.
That one could almost say he was a cat.
So I guess..
You could call him the Catman.
So feline-like, so free spirited.
He would have made a good Cats cast member.
Because he was a hell of a singer.
And one hell of a dancer.
So very feline, that's Michael.
The king of pop.
He will forever be in our hearts.
This Is It reviewThis month's movie review: This Is It.This Is It review4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Genre: Backstage concert film.
Director: Kenny Ortega.
Starring: Michael Jackson.
Music by: Michael Jackson.
Choreography : Michael Jackson.
Today's review is somewhat unique and very special and calls for a different kind of introduction. It was a very black day on June 25th 2009 when singer, pop icon and musical genius Michael Joseph Jackson died of cardiac arrest. It left sort of a big hole in the hearts of almost every MJ fan alike and that includes me and my family. Out of all of the celebrities who died, MJ's death is one of the ones that effected me the most along with Steve Irwin, John Candy, Chris Farley, John Hughes, Stan Winston and John Belushi. I saw This Is It 4 days before Halloween and it was the most AMAZING thing I had ever seen. This movie i
darkness lovesitting alone,darkness love5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
in the darkness,
staring into the midnight sky,
thinking of the past,
wishing we did last,
remembering the love,
remembering the trust,
cant believe your gone,
still being able to smell you scent,
making my heart hunger for your love,
wanting your touch,
reality kicks in,
sitting here alone in the darkness,
the moonlight shining on my tears,
i don't want to be alone,
in the darkness...
Renesmee x Jacob - Chap. 18RenesmeeRenesmee x Jacob - Chap. 186 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I sighed as I zipped up the Perrine Bruyere garment bag. Momma echoed me as she took my garment bag and placed it on top of hers. Ours sighs of relief. A year had passed since Jacob proposed to me. This was the last dress check. Tomorrow, I was going to be Renesmee Black.
"Goodnight, Alice," Momma said, turning around to hug her favorite sister.
"Ahaha, goodnight you two," she replied hugging me tightly. "You know, you could be a bit more happier, Bella. It's your only daughter's wedding."
"You know extravagant anything has never been the pinnacle of delight for me," Momma mumbled. I understood what she meant. "I got Charlie's gene."
"Of all the genes " Auntie Alice said sourly, while Momma turned to Uncle Jasper to bid him goodnight.
I couldn't blame my mother. Once a week, Auntie Alice had made sure everything was going smoothly, which I didn't understand why it had to happen so often. If it was under her orders, it more or less went smoothly.
After hugging my uncle, my
Renesmee x Jacob - Chap. 17RenesmeeRenesmee x Jacob - Chap. 176 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The soirée carried late into the night. Like I expected, I met various new people, mostly Momma's school friends. We bade the last guests there good night and Uncle Em shut the ballroom doors.
"Damn, they're finally gone," he scowled haughtily.
I smiled. I knew what he meant. Now it was time to clean up. My family, the Denali coven and the werewolves were running here and there folding up table clothes, stacking chairs, and sweeping. All of this finished in 15 minutes.
As Sam locked up, we waved goodbye to the Denali clan.
I leaned against Jacob as he pulled me slowly to the Ferrari. Mom and Dad got up in front while I clumsily got in the back with .my fiancée. I smiled as I tried the new title on Jake.
I was surprised when I heard Daddy laugh quietly.
"Just like your mother," he said, too low for Jacob to hear.
"What?" Momma asked, bewildered, looking from Daddy's face to mine.
I giggled as daddy said, "Later, love," leaning over to kiss Momma on the
Renesmee x Jacob - Chap. 12Werewolves - Olympic National Park - Jacob's P.O.V.Renesmee x Jacob - Chap. 126 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"It's me, Bella, Jake. Go to find the cabins. I'll -" She hung up on me before finishing her sentence. The pack was waiting for my word. I phased back and told them about the cabins, and we were off.
With my feet barely touched the ground, I ran across the earthy ground with the pack behind me. We made it to the cabins in seconds and Renesmee's sweet scent protruded all others. Even the putrid vampires waiting for us. Just as the rest of the pack caught up, Emmett's monster jeep careened around the corner and the rest of the vampires jumped out before it came to a full stop. The Cullens ran over to Alice and the ranger was calling in her human reinforcements. Police probably.
"Where, Alice?" I said, phasing back. I didn't want to sabotage the wrong cabin.
"Cabin fourteen," she whispered in a strained voice. This "seeing without sight" must have been very difficult for her.
I phased back a prepared to ram the door. As I jumped, somethi
jacob x bellajacob x bella6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hey, Bella! Jacob called.
Bella whirled around, her hair shining in the sunlight.
Yes? She asked, walking toward Jacob with a smile on her face.
Umm I- I was wondering if you wanted to come and ride the bikes later? At La Push? And then go cliff diving?
Bella smiled and nodded. Sounds great. She turned to leave, and started walking.
Jacob opened his mouth to say something, but thought better of it. But the little voice in his head told him not to give up just yet. That he may not have another chance. He may lose her to that bloodsucker. And that was more than he could bear.
Yes, Jake? She smiled sweetly, and turned back to him.
Before you go, Jake continued, as they started walking to one another. One More Thing
Their lips met, and warmth and happiness flooded both of them. Right now, this was right.
Cold MorningI do not own InuYasha or any of the characters created by Rumiko TakahashiCold Morning7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
InuYasha woke up slowly as the light slowly crept into the room announcing the dawn.
The first thing he realized was the warmth of Kagomes body spooned next to his as they rested under their quilt. The second thing or maybe the third, was that the air in their small house was cold, and that it just felt so good to feel his wife's curves pressing against him.
"I really ought to get up and get the fire going," he muttered, but as he nuzzled his nose against her neck, breathing in Kagomes sweet scent, pulling her a little closer to him, the idea of leaving this warm comfortable spot became less and less interesting and staying seemed the better choice. His hand gently moved from around her waist to the top of her hip and down her thigh. She moved a little, pressing closer to him. The effect was pleasant, so he did it again, running his
Part 3We got ready.Itachi started the car,and we drove to Konoha.Part 35 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In the park....
"Is he even gonna show up?"Sakura was wondering
"good,she's still here.I'm late.Damn that Itachi."I was thinking while approaching the park.
"Huh?Sasuke-kun!?You're here!"said Sakura.
"Yeah.Sorry for being late."
"Could we...um...go to the amusement park?"
Itachi was watching from behind a wall.
"Sasuke sure is lucky."he said smiling.
We went to the amusement park.
While we were in the amusement park,Naruto,mom and dad were waiting for Hinata.
"Mom!When will she get here?"
"Naruto!Stop whining!She'll be here soon!"
Finally,a white limo stopped outside the castle.
"Finally she's here!"said Naruto.
"Now,Naruto!Be polite and nice,ok?"
The limo door opened and a dark haired girl came out.
(WOW SHE'S....SO PRETTY!!) Naruto was thinking.
"Hi,I-I'm Hinata Hyuga.Y-you must be Naruto."she said.
Naruto was only staring at her with his mouth open
Diamond-Dreams Come TrueSince I was just a little girlDiamond-Dreams Come True5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I read stories of far away places
Where a knight in shining armor
Would come to save the day
Slaying a monster
To save the damsel in distress
Then they'd live happily ever after
An inch tall warrior magically becoming tall
Thanks to a magic hammer an oni dropped
Sleeping beauty being awaken by a kiss
From a Prince charming
I've read all the tales
Got a whole room full of them
I've always dreamed of a world
Full of magical creatures and strange places
WIthin each dream there is one thing that remains
A mysterious prince surrounded by roses
Who I've always dreamed of
But never knew who it was
Before I was just an average girl
Going about my daily business
But one day that all changed
When I took a trip to the woods
Where I took a wrong turn
That led me to a castle
In the middle of the forestry
Thats where the story gets interesting
A garden full of roses
Within the garden to my wondering eyes
My dreams have soon became a reality
I've found my Rose Prince
Kaju-An Inventor's DreamEver since I was littleKaju-An Inventor's Dream5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I had a knack for tinkering with things
Even around my house
What makes something tick
How does this work?
I soon find out by taking it a part
Then putting it back together
THats where it all started
Since then I began creating new things
Hoping one day that my inventions
Will change Monworld for good
For a monster or human its fine
But when your a demon
Its a whole different story
I got criticized
And castrated from my kind
Causing me to wander the realms
Trying to find my place in the world
Then I thought: Maybe I should become part of Demon Claw
So I went off to the Dark Realm
To show off my wonders
To the top dogs
In hopes of being placed in the big leagues
But I guess gadgets don't matter
For in the organization
Muscle and Power tower over such gizmos
Even when there I was tormented
By stronger demons around me
Soon I found myself
Taken to the FIre realm
Thrown into a rift
Into a new world
I thought my life would be in shadows
Always to b
Sam Frint-Chapter 1:KidnappedChapter 1: KidnappedSam Frint-Chapter 1:Kidnapped5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Mother, where are you and father off to tonight?" Sam asked quietly, watching his parents walk out the front door of their large home.
"We are going out for a while, Sam. Just go to bed, and the servants will care for you until we return." she replied quickly, far too busy with her own thoughts to pay attention to Sam.
"Alright, mother." Sam nodded, watching his parents leave without a word. Sam turned to head up the stairs, passing a servant, Elizabeth, on the way up. She had short red hair pulled back in a bun, and a stocky figure. She was one of the few servants who would talk to him.
She turned to him, "Hey, Sam. Your parents won't be home for a while. Why go to bed so
early? You're fourteen years old, plenty old enough to go out on your own." She urged.
"But that would go against mother and father's orders, I would get in trouble." Sam protested.
Elizabeth shook her head, "You've never even left this house without an escort. It's time you had some fun for onc