OnestiSiamo piccoli chicchi di risoOnesti6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
in un deserto di falsità.
TyrantTyrant4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I wasn't always alone
Not too long ago, I was content with life. I was happy
Tyrant's spiky, short black fur bristled against Sparrowclaw's nose. He was excited. Today they would have a raid!
"Dad, can I come on the raid?'
Sparrowclaw answered through a mouthful of Tyrant's scruff. "Nn, yoo oo ong."
"I didn't quite catch that." Tyrant cheeked his father.
Sparrowclaw let out a playful growl. Tyrant knew he would give him a proper answer when they found a place to call camp for the day.
Darkcloud, Sparrowclaw's cousin, trotted up until he was level with Tyrant. "Doncha worry, kido, I'll make sure you get plenty of adventure today!"
Tyrant's very pale blue eyes sparkled. His eyes were almost white, with the very slightest hint of crystal blue.
"Nss ace ooks ood." Sparrowclaw mumbled.
"What was that?" asked Darkcloud, eying Sparrowclaw as if he had just grown wings.
Sparrowclaw placed Tyrant gently on the ground and pounced on Darkcloud without warning, pinnin
Dear ViolinDear violin,Dear Violin5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
When I was a child, I loved you so. I could dazzle my conductor as I gracefully sang with you as if you were merely an extension of my body. There was nothing I couldn't play as I danced blindfolded with you perched beneath my chin. The bow was a branch of pure bliss - gliding across your strings with the swiftest of ease. I took to every note as quickly as one began to breathe. With my perfect pose and 1st chair position, I had the envy of every child in our orchestra.
But I digress - its been years since I've held you. You've collected dust within the shadows of my closet; your vocals cords rusting and untwining with the horsehair on your bow. That fine black violin case became a coffin where your once highest desires fell short upon old lost sheet music. I can't quite remember when it happened - was it when we did horribly during that violin recital? When my tutor tried to hold back her cringes and stuff more cotton in her ears? When my friends fled the room? When my fa
Remember The FallenWhy must the kindest, most caring and deserving die so early?... A recurring question held within my thoughts lately. I remember the day that ruined my life, along with my two siblings...Remember The Fallen6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I gazed up at the slowly brightening sky in wonder, how does the skylight rise? I continuously chirped at my mother as she tried to tell us that she would be back shortly. Her graceful wings spread as far as they could go, I admired her long, brown feathers. Her beak opened as she let out a quick farewell screech, and she took off, flapping her wings heavily. In seconds, she was out of my sight. Breakfast will be here soon, and my baby siblings will quit chirping, as will I.
In boredom, I looked about the nest we were perched upon, it was created out of leaves and few straw bits. My mother looked after us with what she could make, after all, we hadn't a father that could possibly help her, he had disappeared.
I glanced out about the beautiful tree that held us up with its branches, such a strong, maje
Moon ChildPeople thought I hungMoon Child5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the moon with a
silver thread among
its many stars.
They thought I was the
silver coin that
glistened in the pond
against the dark sky.
I was the disc of
white in the night,
the empty plate that
lay on its black table.
Sometimes though, I thought,
"I'm just one of
those stars, soon to be
erased from the night."
But over time, I found
that even though there
are many stars, there is
only one me.
One me; one moon.
Moon MagicA Sesshoumaru/Adult Rin story.Moon Magic7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I do not own InuYasha or any of the characters created by Rumiko Takahashi
The moon, it is said, can weave magic too irresistible to ignore, especially when it rises high on a warm autumn night.
Rin felt its tug this night. For four nights she had been alone in this place, her lord and husband gone. Missing his presence, the touch of his youki, his scent, sleep escaped her. Her bedding was sweaty because of the heat, her body tired of being pent up in a house, even if it was under the gentle care of her brother-in-law and his family.
Quietly, quietly, she slid open the door. Dressed only in a thin summer kosode, she slipped out of the house and let the moonlight guide her down the path through the garden to the pond beyond. Spring-fed, the cool waters reflected the brightness of the moon, and promised soothing, rest, relief from her uneasiness.
Unfastening her obi, she let the soft cotton g
House MD - Own ep Part 4House MD - Own ep Part 46 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Wilson frowned and wiped the sweat off of his brow for the sixth time those thirty minutes. He felt like crap. The wound on his chest was bugging him, but he had asked for a higher dosage of his pain medication already, and the nurse had told him that the pain should wear off in about two hours. Four hours had past, and the pain had only gotten worse.
Wilson sighed, rubbing his hands over his face. He was bored. House hadn't visited him since the previous day, and the ducklings had only had time for their tests.
So this was how one of House's patients felt... But at least they had friends who came to visit them. Or family. Wilson had neither. Nobody but House. And Cuddy.
Cameron, maybe. He sighed again, and looked up when the door opened. Cuddy came in. "Hey." she said with a smile, dragging a stool closer to the bed. Wilson smiled back at her. "Hey." he answered. He wiped some more sweat from his brow.
"So Thirteen was right." Cuddy said. "You really are sweating this much." Wilson no
razor blade romance.razor blade romance.razor blade romance.12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Those who don't cut can never understand
It's not something you can comprehend on command
It's an adrenaline rush nothing else can compare
People who cut have many people stare
It's a way to express your deepest darkest pain
If you can't understand it, then please don't complain
Love for the metal running against the skin
It is something that nothing else can bring
Watching the deep red blood drip from the deep cut
To the non cutters I am nothing but a nut
Metal penetrating my skin heals my sorrow
In my own pain and blood I will wallow
I have nothing to loose but my internal twinge
When the blood drips I will do anything but cringe
The smile of content marked upon my face
Grinning, means the razor has found its place
EndI am staringEnd5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
at a tombstone
on which my
and I feel
I crawl inside
this grave and
wait for death
to release me
from this shroud.
April 11th, 2010
OceanicI stare intoOceanic6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the sea of
all my dreams,
and I would drown
in your river
if you would but
grant me release;
(this is the ebbing out to me).
The numbing water
holds me transfixed,
as the waves
soak and lap
at the remnants
of my tired soul.
April 3rd, 2010
MendaciousThe heart falters;Mendacious6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
it is a weak and
I feel a clasp
tight as a clamp
around it when I
hear your voice
echoing in this
What beckons me
are the demons
that dwell within you.
They speak in tongues
and I curse them.
is mere poison;
a dialect long
bereft of veracity.
March 19th, 2010
The ButterflyI uncurled myself from my warm cocoonThe Butterfly6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And laid my eyes upon it.
This newfound world,
I have heard but never seen,
Is shining in its brilliance.
My tiny wings stand upright
As I look up at the sky.
And I wander aimlessly,
Like a floating cloud.
Flirting With Death part 2Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Megaman X or any of its characters. I'm not that fortunate.Flirting With Death part 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As i said before this is a Mega man X and BLEACH crossover. Just to clarify, Zero said his last name was Light because there was a man famous for creating the first reploids that went by the name doctor Thomas Light. Since he was basically the father of modern Reploids Zero decided to use his last name. However Zero technically doesn't have a last name. Sorry there are no drunk people in this chapter. I had to push that to the fourth one. But Zero pisses Byakuya off so that should be lots of fun.
Summary: Zero from Megaman X series dies and wakes up in the Soul Society. Upon his arrival Rukia and Shuhei arrest him in order to determine whether he is a threat or not. After careful consideration the central 46 decides Zero is non-threatening and makes preparations to adapt the former reploid into the ranks of the 13 court guard squads. Meanwhile Zero tries to figure out what th
The PuzzleThere is a sea of darkness that swirls about my mind in all waking hours.The Puzzle5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is a puzzle within me, a mass of knots and apprehension in spirit
and in body (or corpse). Sound and fury blur into one meaningless roar
as the nameless beast grapples with me.
Fear. Unstoppable paranoia crawling over flesh like a swarm of fire ants
in a feeding frenzy. A fear of everything and nothing, of the shadow over my thoughts.
I am racing, speeding along a blackout road at one thousand miles per second.
I am afflicted! afflicted with analytical aphasia,
with cerebral incontinence and hernia of the soul. In the unexpected moments
I recede into my inner room, into the warmth of Promethean flame
and prenatal mindlessness. The clown remains broken.
In the darkness there are things forgotten and memories irremovable;
and when the puzzle is finally set aright, it reveals
only the barren, stark chagrin of a looking-glass...
A mirror in the dark.
urban legendthere's an urban legend that we were shooting up the sky,urban legend6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and angst bred in the raindrops.
they told everyone not to drink the water...
but we didn't listen.
The Rising BlacknessThis black rage flows through meThe Rising Blackness5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It threatens to over take me
Bring me to the depths
I scream for help
No one answers
Those who hear turn their backs
I struggle for a moment against the rage
Thoughts whipping through my consciousness
All flying through my mind
The resistance shatters
When the conclusion of my thoughts determine
That resistance is meaningless pointless
Oh I could over power it
But is there a point?
Is there a reason?
Nothing I can find
To make the struggle worth while
So I slip below the surface
Letting the blackness infect my every cell
The light is slain
Only the dark remaining
ARE YOU SCARED YET?
SomedayA wingéd shadow, a frozen sparkSomeday5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Which hovers, blood-red in the dark
And cold infusion doled deftly out
Like poison from an iron spout
Are all crawling into the hearts
Of Mother Earth's infinite parts.
Black like rainstorm, black like soot
Paints itself up Heaven's roots
And bleeds into the trunk contained
By Serpent, sea, and mountain range;
And above the raging Eagle calls
Down to the Dragon and his thralls.
But it is Man who kills the Tree,
Not Wildfire or His progeny,
And no end of Sun nor death of Moon
Outweighs the Demon Singer's tune.
Plunging swords into the ground,
The plague of Man falls all around;
Pestilence from steam and steel
Breaks a spoke off of the wheel.
The chemical rain, the world of dust
Compels all joyous life to bust,
And into the gutters of death it flows
As nuclear winter exhales its snow.
A desert pierced by great syringes
Withers a world about the fringes
And burns its sky and parches minds
That some cool shade do hope to find.
Missiles fired from flying
What you don't see...One day I'll take off and on personalities like my appearances. Strange accents and fake heartbreaks until the real me disappears behind the façade and you fall in love with what you see.What you don't see...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Then I'll be the wind over the sea and the dirt worn into the folds of your feet. I will be the rainbow bobbles on the façade's pigtails but you won't notice me as the separate entity holding it all together.
I'll show you the sea and the flowers around the dirt track. I'll show you the innocence of braided hair and you will forget that I am not what you see.
And one day, I will show you a virus and be cough sweets and medicine smell. I don't know what will happen then. Either you will see at last and know that I'm the cure, or you will think that I am the virus and leave.
I don't know who I will be then.
Eternal LoveO dear saint with all your kisses from up above,Eternal Love6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How did you fall for a man like me,
For never before have I felt such love
Is it that we were destined to be?
I have dreamt many nights of such a romance,
Unknowing that one day I would have a lady so fine .
Her heart touched mine at first glance,
That was the day my life began to shine.
With you in my arms I have nothing to fear,
For all we know is us two,
And as I hold you close and near,
I dream of how I want to live my life with you.
There we are sailing the sea,
Or lying under a star lit sky
Enjoying all we can see,
Knowing that all shall pass bye.
Not us though,
Our love is forever,
And fidelity is what we sahlll show,
For our life is lived as one together.
Are you Sure we're twins?Are you sure?Are you Sure we're twins?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The jungle night was so quiet, that a leaf could be heard. A lone, female Vampyrum Spectrum roosted in a perfect spot for a rising sun that would happen hours later. She was grooming her fur, not hearing or seeing that she was prey. She had an elegant pink mane, her fur being combed by claws, her eyes a mysterious essence to them. The hunter lurking in the tree above her, another Vampyrum female.
The prey twitched her ear, as the hunter smirked deviously showing curved teeth ready to latch. She has a wild maroon colored mane, her fur combed already, and her eyes a wild danger lurking within. The prey nearly jumped out of her fur, as the hunter swooped down behind her. "Alicia don't do that! I don't want to die young,"she said as this Alicia snickered as she caught her breath.
"I wasn't gonna kill you Avalon, you know what Voxzaco would do to me?" She shivered at the thought, as Avalon rolled her eyes. "You know your stubborn right?" Alicia shrugged, licking her
The KissThe smell of summer was hanging around usThe Kiss5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and the taste of tangled teenage emotions
fell from your tongue onto mine.
The wind was singing, the birds were chirping,
and the sound of shotgun shells hitting the
ground echoed through our ears.
We never let go of each other though,
we just gripped on tighter and tighter until
the wind stopped singing,
until the birds turned silent,
until everything turned slow,
And we were the last things on earth.
DionysusWhen it was new, the guitar had a wonderful luster to it; the pegs glowed in the sunlight and the wood had a healthy sheen all over. Yes, it was truly a marvel in its youth, with fine tone, but also with naivety, for it had not yet played the songs that would shape its soul, and had not yet heard the music that would teach it all it needed to know. It hung in the shop in a darkness, devoid of will and feeling, for many months. Until one day, he came. The musician came into the store that was in the shadow the instrument could not perceive his world and immediately purchased the hollow, maple tool.Dionysus6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was then a long time of uncertain joy in which the guitar had to adapt to the life of the musician. At first, it was only rarely played, but when it was it was as though its mind had been cast through the vast nebulae of space; it was as though the universe had for the first time been illuminated, like a person born blind momentarily given a window into sight. A
AcceptanceIt's strange really, it's almost like we never lost each other at all.Acceptance5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I wake up and fall asleep to your messages.
But I used to live and breathe your messages.
I guess it's never going to be the exact same because,
We did lose each other, we did stop talking and all contact.
I did get over you.
I accepted that you were gone.
That I was never going to see you again.
I accepted your absence,
I can't gain that back,
I can't forget my acceptance of never having you in my life.
I guess I just wish that I hadn't found you again.
My life is headed in a different direction,
I've accepted my life without you.
I became optimistic that I've finally found the life that I'll find him.
I just can't make him ...you.