SakuSasu - WaitingSakuSasu - Waiting7 years ago in General More Like This
"Why did he do it?" Sakura asked herself miserably as she sat by Sasuke's bed, waiting for him to wake up.
Less than two days ago, Sakura, Naruto and Sasuke were sent on an A-ranked mission without Kakashi.
"He didn't have to do it," Sakura whispered, stroking the Uchiha's cheek. He still did not stir.
On their mission, they had come across foreign ninja. They all fought well until Sakura was struck down by a blow from behind.
"My healing abilities didn't work on his wounds... why?" Sakura blamed herself for her lack of skill.
"Sakura!" Sasuke called. The ninja advanced upon her. Sakura couldn't move; she was paralyzed. She waited for what seemed like days for the sword to pierce her skin.
"If I hadn't been so helpless, Sasuke would be ok," Sakura shook her head, tears falling from her emerald-green eyes.
She heard a grunt and a soft thud. She opened her eyes and saw Sasuke sprawled out in front of her, blood pouring from a wound in his side.
"Sasuke!" Sakura cried, turning him over so
Sasuke's ConfessionSasuke's Confession8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I say you're weak....
so I can always be there to protect you,
I say you're clumsy....
so I can catch you when you fall,
I say you're annoying....
because I can never get you off my mind,
I say I dont like you....
because I love you.
50 Ways to Annoy RPattz50 Ways to Annoy RPattz7 years ago in Humor More Like This
50 Ways to Annoy Robert Pattinson
1. Ask him if he thinks Edward Cullen is hot.
2. Accuse him of self-hatred when he says no.
3. Ask him to bite you again
4. Ask him why he doesnt like children
5. Cry when he tries to explain
6. Ask him if he thinks Kristen Stewart is hot
7. Ask him if hes Team Edward or Jacob
8. Ask him if he needs to come out of the closet just cause
9. Ask him if he thinks vampires and werewolves (or shape-shifters) are real
10. Set his pillows on fire
11. Tell him he doesnt sleep when he yells at you
12. Ask him how his hair porn video is coming
13. Look offended when he laughs
14. Run up behind him and run your fingers through his awesome Spunk Ransom hair!
15. Give him a shiny silver Volvo for his birthday
16. Cry when he says he can afford a Mercedes.
17. Ask him why they used a hatchback in the Twilight movie, and not a real Volvo
18. Get pissed when he doesnt know why
19. Ask to see his boxers
THE CLICHE HOUNDSTHE CLICHE HOUNDS12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a hoarse hullaballoo of harriers
tongue-lolling, straining at the leash,
eager for the chase:
the cliché-hounds gather.
Allow me, if you please,
a modest morsel of cliché
I am replete
from an esoteric gourmet feast
of exquisite exotic verbiage
served on precious platters of cunning design
and intricate verbal decoration.
Allow me, if you please,
a common slice of bread.
Permit me, if you please,
a little piece of commonplace.
I am lost
among the peerless lofty peaks
of high pretentious imagery
fearful above the deep dark metaphoric chasms
and the treacherous sloughs of similes
Permit me, if you please,
to tread familiar ways.
Sanction, if you please,
a well-known phrase or two
I am confused
by untranslatable utterances
and outre flights of wordy fancy
reversed, imploded, combined and recombined
meaning obscured and ever out of reach.
Sanction, if you please,
some plain and simple words.
Let me, if you please,
I am trapped
In the convolute
A Vampire's CurseA Vampire's Curse11 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Darren shoved open the wooden door and carried his paper coffee cup to the back of the room. It had become a ritual. Every Tuesday morning he would buy a large mocha at the kiosk on the corner and walk another two blocks to his early morning creative writing class. The class began at 5 in the morning and convened at 7, so the sun was usually just rising by the time he arrived at his one-room apartment. He slid into his normal seat at the back of the small classroom, next to the window and wiped the sleep from his eyes. The air conditioning blew directly on him, but he had grown used to it. It was a small price to pay for the perfect view of the plaza and of Rochelle Lonai. He shivered slightly from the cold and pulled his jacket collar up around his neck. Students gradually began to arrive and sat down in their designated seats around the room.
Rochelle sat in the second row, third over from the right, in between her two best friends Ciara Connelly and Kalena Genova. Darren w
Will you die? - Renesmee BDJacob? My voice so soft that I think he doesnt hear me until he rumbles a hmm sound. Of course he heard. His hearing is almost as good as my mother and fathers. Almost as good as that of a vampires. How long are we going to be together?Will you die? - Renesmee BD7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This wakes the sleeping teen up more and he turns me over to look me in the eyes. What do you mean, Nessie? His voice covered in concern. Of course this question worried him. He had imprinted on me, which meant there was no chance he would leave me. And made it nearly impossible for me to leave him. I could see why this brought on concern. But that was not what this question was about. No.
Will you die? I cleared up my question. I couldnt die. I could be killed but I wouldnt get much older then I was now. Would he?
Jacob sighed and I knew it was with relief. Not unless I am killed. And I know no one here including myself- will let that happen. He
The WallThe Wall11 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I simply stared at the wall of glowing text.
Stunned into silence by miles of glowing text.
The wall itself could not be seen,
but its presence was quite obvious,
in the way it distorted the world behind it.
Words engraved in a sky that rippled and moved.
Gold and orange air molded into a foreign tongue.
Words never written, but spoken into being.
With a definite start,
and becoming longer with each passing thought.
I would have walked around the wall to view from all angles,
but as roots crawl through rock,
my feet sunk into the planet.
Staring closely one word at a time,
I began to notice the different colors.
Moments with my soul showing through,
and others distinct with anger.
Calm and horrid, terrible and honest,
not recognized as words themselves,
but only in their color.
Then this wall from earth to open sky,
began to pinch, twist, and fade from view.
Later staring through the glass of every day,
alone beside one cup and black coffee,
I wrote about the day i met,
the wall of all
The Smallest RippleNothing's sacred, Nothing's freeThe Smallest Ripple12 years ago in Open More Like This
Pay the price, Ignore the fee
Close your eyes and you will see
We're chained to fate, Mortality
Blackened wasteland, no more green
Soak the soul in gasoline
Light a match and burn it clean
Black where light had never shone
Weakened life, Killed the strong
Ruined world, Glory gone
But birds still sing their sacred song
Iron man and Neon girl
Forgotten future, Wasted world
No more diamonds, no more pearls
The truth will never be unfurled
My shipmates stand upon the sand
Of a dark and unknown land
The ship is now no longer manned
As it falls by Neptune\'s hand
My heart is now cast on the floor
My brain is dead, my soul is sore
Through flesh they eat, Through bone they gnaw
This pain I've never felt before
Sparks of hate fuel fiery life
Till once again sinks deep my knife
My brain was smart my heart was brave
My soul is now no more a slave
The message etched upon my grave
"The smallest ripple breaks a wave"
I am Vampire.I am Vampire.11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Drink from the pale sliver wrist you do,
from the red pools of hell, from the hands of a demon.
Eyes wide, tormenting glory within,
harder you grip, your blood surges so.
Damnation inside, you feel a pulsating sin.
Your body convulses at the vile creature growing within,
eating and searing whatever life you have left.
Give to the devil, the life you once had,
Give to the night, the day you once loved.
Wretched orgy of demons emanating from the cold, cold blood,
Quick, painful, abusive; your body dies from within,
Two hearts now beat as one.
The pain so immense, the pleasure so delightful,
the air slowly whispers of loss and detachment.
Head snaps back, you grin to the sky,
to the moon of the dark, to the shimmering fangs in your eye.
A small trinkle of lust, rapidly grows from within,
a lust for the warmth,
a lust for the blood,
a lust for the life.
Growing and growing, until you're no more,
no more than the very hearts of which you shall feed.
Beating and beating, a beacon of their li
Vampire's EmbraceVampire's Embrace11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Walking by the moonlight, living amongst the shadows
Such a solitary man, always keeping his profile on the low
His pale white skin unnoticeable, as he drifts through the crowd
If you were only with him, his touch would drown out the sounds
Of your reality, it would soon depart from your mortal mind
His striking looks, his seductive ways, these are what make you bind
Using his wistful eyes, he will drive you to set out and go to him
He's a predator in disguise; just a hypnotizing look will make you limp
Persistent and uncompromising, though charming in a sexual way
You'll allow him to wrap his arms around you, no matter what you say
Feeling his moist warm breath upon you skin can leave you in awe
One fatal kiss, "Goodnight my love", this was your last call
To be his companion or his victim it is really a matter of choice
He wants you for a reason, you can't beg for mercy he doesn't care for your voice
He'll break the skin with his teeth, and your warm blood will begin
FOUR YEARSFOUR YEARS10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
YEAR 1 : WEBMAKER AND FRIENDS
Spring. Deep sleep in the early hours
jarred awake by the creak-shriek of wood
clinging to fast-embedded nail.
"Who's there?" through the window garage-ward
Silence. Return to sleep.
Morning. Every horizontal garage plank removed
placed, transformed into a little house in the one solid corner.
My small son, smile wavering uncertainly, says,
"It was Wood–den Man, Daddy"
I scowl, feign anger
and smile behind my hand.
Summer. Lightly dozing in the warmth
roused by a shatter-crash of broken glass
splintered on resisting stone.
"What's the matter?" towards my den
"Nothing, Daddy" Continue doze.
Later. In my den a pull-along truck
piled higgledy-piggledy high with locks, catches, handles.
My son, serious and very sincere says
"It was Lobster-man, Daddy"
I growl, feign anger
and smile behind my hand
Autumn. Catching up with admin. tasks
disturbed by a shuffle-scuffle of trainer-shod
feet across the bedroom floor long before bedtime.
"What are you doing
Forgive MeForgive meForgive Me7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
(I wouldnt blame you)
(Again, again, again)
(I love you)
Blood Bonds or Bloody Bonds?Oh GOD! This has taken me quite some time to put together, but I hereby bring you... *Drumwhirl* ...the story that I once named a "short story" for silverbobcat! It turned out, however, that this so-called "short story" ended up with being fifteen pages long. I guess it can be called "Kali's Bible" or something now... anyways, I've used her character sheets, my very own character (Repta), my very own inspirational muse and both my right and left hand in order to compose this, so please read, and leave comments! Comments, not so much critique, please... I'm new to this.Blood Bonds or Bloody Bonds?9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Kali and Inanna are © silverbobcat
Repta is © me, Motsaenggin
Joni Mitchell was on the radioI saw a plastic bag run a stop signJoni Mitchell was on the radio11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On Park Avenue and
The green light was on a smoke break
And we were all sitting like Christmas presents
beneath a concrete tree.
The tires romanced tiny pebbles
With novelty pick-
And Joni was singing on the radio
about Cold Blue Steel.
You hummed along and beat
against the glove compartment.
Seems to me, that's something you'd do.
When the wind lit up, plastic bag-
Break lights, red and shiny.
I saw it settle on the cactus
in the median
Next to the man selling Grapevines.
You turned off my radio, and the light changed.
Thesis DeconstructionThe walls of Mike's bedroomThesis Deconstruction10 years ago in Open More Like This
are a collage of friends
and moments in history.
He likes to call it
"Art Over Time" -
you can even hear
the Capital Letters.
It was fair game
to write or draw
whatever you wanted.
I used someone's squares
to prove the Pythagorean Theorum.
There is a haiku
It says goes on clear
But my armpits have become
A frosty tundra.
Everyone had to add
To the timid folk
he'd say, "You say,
'I can't draw'. But
anyone can draw.
Maybe you mean
you can't draw
But that doesn't matter,
it's Art Over Time.
all my friends."
On a whim,
we'd ransack the box of pens
and express our nights
or our selves.
It's not like that
will be his Thesis Project
for a Fine Arts Degree.
The walls are cluttered
with invisible Plans,
everything has a Plan
that it needs to cross with this
or intersect that
or this one space
must remain white.
One time I picked up a pen
to write a haiku
and Mike said,
"Are you going to write?
Asphyxiate the ChildAsphyxiate the Child12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rip the flesh from me
Reveal what\'s inside
This demon burning within my skull
I tear & slice into the skin
Bloodletting the pain
Longing for death, I die
You resurrect me
Forced to feel
Cut this umbilical cord from me
Inject me with your infection
Solder this machine
Claw into my thoughts
Poke & Prod
Rearrange the pieces
Asphyxiate the child
"If You're Sexy..."Edward: "If you sexy and you know it clap your hands!!!""If You're Sexy..."8 years ago in Humor More Like This
*Edward, Emmett and Jasper clap their hands.*
Edward: "If you're sexy and you know it clap your hands!!!"
*Edward, Emmett and Jasper clap their hands.*
Edward: "If you're sexy and you know, and you really wanna show it! If you're sexy and you know it-"
Alice: "Strip and tease!"
Lover Never Dies-ClicheWho says I cant get into heaven, Even when I have one wingLover Never Dies-Cliche12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My tears, The rain drips on my face
I loved then, I can love now
How I learned, I learned that love never dies,
It just goes away
Slowly my heart rebuilds, The painful reconstruction
I stand with arms around you, watching the storm
Her eyes are heaven, But how can I tell you
Trying to write you my feelings, my past
And I cry
Gold hair, yellow brown and green
I try to picture you in my head forever
Cold dark clouds trying to push me down
The glimpse I had of you fights with darkness
And I wonder why, tracing paths, we search the stormy sky.
The ways, the wormholes to heaven, Still get me lost
The tears of her eyes and mine, we feel the pain together
I loved then, I can love now, How I learned, I learned that
Love never dies, it just goes away
Close my eyes now, and focus on her
You are more beautiful and never out of my thoughts
And my tears is blood from my heart
May I offer my newly fixed heart, for your love
For your love
Fading Sanity Someone help meFading Sanity4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I'm losing all of my sanity
Will no one try to help me?
Will no one look for me
And my missing sanity?
I wait alone in the darkness
For someone to rescue me
To save me from insanity
Will anyone come to my aid?
Broken Promises."I'll always be around."Broken Promises.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You promised me sweetly.
It wasn't like I forced you.
But you seemed willing.
"I care about you, ya know?"
You seemed so honest.
It wasnt like I caused you to.
But I did start to believe you.
You made promises to me,
We knew you couldn't keep.
You broke them one by one,
Never looking back on it.
You knew darn well I'd be there.
I wouldn't leave you.
Because I promised you too.
That's okay, I still love you anyway.
Confesions of a broken heartAll I ever thought about was him.Was he any special ? Was he worth the tears that are now streaming my cheeks ? This time I have to say that he did.He is special and he is worth a ton of tears.Confesions of a broken heart4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
He was my special twisted fantasy.I knew I couldn't nor wouldn't have him.He was so close to me yet so far.We were from different worlds but when those worlds collided, we've met.
He was the worst crash I ever had yet the best kind of guy that I'll ever love.This time was different, I've said I'd fight anyone for him, I would've done anything just to be his friend, his buddy but it all fell apart.I fell apart.
The only thing that kept me from everything that I had planed was his feelings.He didn't felt the same way I did, actually, he did but for another girl.I should've realize that this kind of guy is taken, never to be single type to be exact.
I was ready to let him in my soul, inside my mind and my heart but then it finally hit me.I was sad and happy but mostly sad.I was sad because now even
cities.lately,cities.10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you're seeing the lines of these streets mapped out in your veins.
(& those others, like intersections -
as though that's some kind of justification.) it's become more about acceptance now;
after all, it's YOUR skin. it's YOUR brain.
your own fault, your own pain; & jesus, you're still wrapped up in this.
so now the sewers look like arteries & the bridges look like scars
yeah, it's the details you remember.
'cause suddenly, today, you're acutely aware
of that bloodclot in your chest, of your breath in the air;
oxygen to carbon dioxide - how the fuck am i doing this ?
am i supposed to know this ? is god gonna be testing me on this ?
skin tones fading,
nervous system sparking,
tectonic plates of muscle; it all builds up to something.
so now i'm looking at maps through magnifying glasses,
panicking through microscopes. something went wrong at a cellular level,
& i'm wondering; who the fuck engineered this ? who approved it ?
your slide rule is fucked, god. you're off the contract.
Things Left UnsaidThings Left Unsaid4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Things left unsaid,
Shouldn't stay unsaid.
If you'd have spoken up,
We'd still be together.
I'm fooling myself.
We'd still would've ended,
But it wouldn't have hurt as much as it does now.
And you're blue.
Just because we don't match,
Doesn't mean that we can't love each other.
But you decided I wasn't good enough,
That I wasn't beautiful enough.
Too much words,
Not enough time.
You decided to go to her,
And leave me ignorant and clueless.
I love, well loved, you,
And you shove me away and follow that hideous bastard.
I hate you for it,
I really do.
Things left unsaid,
Shouldn't stay unsaid.
AloneThe days traveling closer and closerAlone4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The suicide thoughts filled in my head
When no one cares or gives advice
Those times I wish that I was dead.
For no one cares what I have to say
As time goes on, life drifts away.
I'm alone in the world, God's left me to die,
He hates all the fags and hates that I'm bi.
My thoughts and feelings--I'm so confused
The pain I feel, they've left me bruised.
The scratch marks and bruises left on my arms,
God didn't want to protect me from harm.
The low voices whispering to me in the dark,
Her nails dig deeper and leave a mark.
They don't know, I could be retarded,
So many days feeling disregarded.
My life is filled with so many lies,
The only way out is for me to die.
*Thump, thump, thu--* There's no longer a heartbeat,
Hanging from my neck, all you see are my feet.