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
OnestiSiamo piccoli chicchi di risoOnesti5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
in un deserto di falsità.
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
The ButterflyI uncurled myself from my warm cocoonThe Butterfly5 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.
razor blade romance.razor blade romance.razor blade romance.11 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
The View of a SharkLife is such a twisted fairytale;The View of a Shark5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and the ending is always the same.
The lovers get lost,
we all run amok,
and the stars just smile down from above.
Families are so fragile;
they're separate paper chains.
The parents start fighting,
the children keep crying,
and the hands get snipped apart one by one.
Sharks are so unsteady;
I guess they're like me in that way.
I make a decision,
I have to keep moving,
and I bare my fangs once again.
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
One Red BalloonI let one red balloonOne Red Balloon5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
go fly at twilight hour.
And then I begin to think about you.
I remember all the heartfelt things
you and I used to do.
"Why did you have to leave me?"
I ask towards the sky.
Then I take out my silver knife
and utter one last goodbye.
I pull the knife towards me,
bit by little bit,
but before I push it in,
"Why should my heart keep beating,
if you're not alive to hear it?"
Goodbye world below,
I bid you adieu.
For I am now travelling in my balloon,
high, high above you.
urban legendthere's an urban legend that we were shooting up the sky,urban legend5 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.
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
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.
MendaciousThe heart falters;Mendacious5 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
OceanicI stare intoOceanic5 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
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.
NightmareWe huddled our hearts together under the blanketNightmare5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and watched as the light flick
like a menacing mad eye.
The window was a brittle glass ball that any second would
shatter from the wind pounding its iron fist onto its smooth surface.
The floor creaked and cracked, snipped and snapped as it marched
towards us in its heavy leather beasts wrapped around its feet.
The body eclipsed us slowly and sombrely,
I woke up.
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 Fallen5 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
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.
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.
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.
La Verita'Scrutiamo un manto di stelleLa Verita'5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
immobile, brillante e tiepido.
L'erba che odora di umido
ed il silenzio sibila
tra tetti e una nuvola.
Stanche fronde tremano
stremate dal vento che ulula.
Il tempo è fermo, surreale
e affranti pensieri notturni
vivon nel vuoto siderale.
Di quel che ci attende giù a valle
ne è consapevole il cielo.
La verità pare vicina e
l'intero universo minuscolo,
scrutando un manto di stelle.
Don't Let the Rain FallRain,Don't Let the Rain Fall5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Pour me a new soul.
Wash away the sins
I long forgotten.
Pound my head against
The wall until I'm screaming;
I need to be punished for
What I have forgotten.
Tear me apart with mercy
That will rip
My mind with my soul.
Forgive me or
Let me forget and
Think that I can ever be
Let me goWon't you let me go one last time to fly away,Let me go5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For my tender skin to feel the air
So i can let the wind touch my hair.
I wish you would set me free,
so I can go up and touch the sky,
one last time.
I have accepted the fact,that you will not let me go,
That I will end my painful life here,
But at least tell me what lyes in the world,
That my heaven blue eyes,
Will never again see.
House MD - Own ep Part 4House MD - Own ep Part 45 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