Sleeping MoeSleeping Moe,Sleeping Moe6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm a sleeping moe,
When I start to read,
It's like dreaming,
To imagine myself in another world,
I don't need to have my eyes open,
I just need to read the first sentence,
Then I just continue for myself,
There I can be anyone,
Do anything I like,
Some people find me cute,
I suppose it's because,
When I sleep, I'm happy.
A Soldier's PoemA Soldier's Poem7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You have the shoulders that carry the burden
of a nation in great despair;
You have the eyes of a broken man
who witnessed a childs last breath of air;
You have the arms of a hero so sad
as you carry a fallen comrade;
You have the hands calloused from metal
as you fired a shot to save a friend;
You have the soul of a longing soldier
wishing for this war to end.
Afternoon Slaughter Time IVMugi couldn't help but feel excited as she rode to school sitting in the back of the local bus. It was her third and final year in high school, After-school Tea Time was slowly building its way to fame and on top of it all she was riding the bus. All by herself. Everything about riding it all on her own seemed to fill her with a sense of happiness. And as she shifted back and fourth in her seat she couldn't help but feel something good was going to happen.Afternoon Slaughter Time IV5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The bus' sudden halt almost threw her from her seat, and once she finally got her hair out of her face and straightened up she saw a girl about her age rummaging through a little change purse at the front of the bus.
"I could have sworn I put the right amount in here " She muttered, turning red from embarrassment under the gaze of the passengers, Mugi included. But Mugi's eyes were drawn to the girl in a whole different way. She was tall, much taller than the other girls from her school for sure, and she had an accent
You know what?You know what?You know what?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm happy right now.
I'm burning with joy,
It's all warm inside,
It's my little house,
My own world unfolds,
Where my will is strong,
Where my actions save lives,
It's so simple in my dreams,
Where I'm not hindered by,
Uncertainty, doubt and wishful thinking,
Too much maybe,
But I'm happy.
RainRainRain6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It purifies you,
It hits you,
Rain can do so much,
But is often ignored,
Treated as a disease bringer,
Stay up in the rain,
And you'll feel it's presence,
And you'll feel it's weight,
When rain falls,
Like a shelter,
A shelter for your hair,
A shelter for your makeup,
A shelter for futility's,
Is like embracing simplicity,
You've nothing to hide,
Feel its touch,
Feel the life bringer,
Feel the simplicity.
First rainFirst rain:First rain5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to forget,
Everything is just too sad,
Thank god you're here my cat,
I'm hugging you,
I love you,
I'm protecting you,
In the dark of my mind,
A noise still resonate,
I don't want to hear it,
Even the sound of hope,
Cannot bring me back,
I'm lost in this hostile world,
I don't even feel my body anymore,
It's all numbed by the rain,
I don't want any of the pain,
My tears are mixing with the rain,
To create a sea of pain,
They're both draining it away,
That's the purpose of the first rain.
Birthday Duties [[Eren Jaeger x Reader]]Birthday Duties [[Eren Jaeger x Reader]]1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Birthdays usually don't consist of window sprays, feather dusters, or brooms. In fact, they're far from cleaning supplies.
Except for Eren's.
Another year has been added to his age, meaning another room has been added to his duties by none other than the Corporal.
He didn't seem to mind at all, really. It was his superior's orders, after all. And he certainly didn't mind at all when you offered to help. It was rare for him to accept a helping hand, but you never questioned why he'd always accept yours.
As much as he obediently obeyed the corporal's orders, it was, nonetheless exhausting to re-do a room fifteen times, especially with you assisting him. Inevitably, the two of you got sidetracked and occasionally messed around. A bit of fun couldn't hurt, but the cleaning had to get done sooner or later.
"(Name,) Where's the cloth?" Eren stopped midway up the ladder, setting his forearm on a step as support.
You snorted. "You climb up the ladder mid-point and sud
MelodyThis melody that echoes in my ears,Melody6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're my tale of wonders.
The melody of life, the one you hear every day.
You make it, it's pure, it's soft, it affects you.
The notes fly high in the sky and landed in an unknown ear, that doesn't recognize it.
Because the melody of each person is unique, like yours or mine, that of your neighbor, your parents or your friends.
It consists of pianissimo, as of fortissimo.
It goes up, it goes down like the waves of the ocean.
It started at your birth.
Your melody yet has something more than the others.
It's sad, it's as if the notes played backwards.
All notes appear to be similar, but they all have their own stories.
We'll travel there together:
You do not like this note, because it reminds you a place in your body, which does not transmit the entire note.
It's lost, it goes astray, it's desperate ...
Will it find its purpose?
What did you want to do with this note?
Move your finger to show someone the way?
Move your arms, to kiss someone yo
Sitting on a cloudSitting on a cloud7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sitting on a cloud
The blue sky,
The blue Earth.
Then I think again,
To this beautiful blue,
Colour of its eyes,
Colour of the ocean,
Filled with tears,
Fallen from my cloud.
On the top of its head,
It's neutral and calm,
It's the anger which dominates,
It's the love which is in the wind.
I look at,
This supreme beauty,
This woman's body,
This new born life,
This new formed cloud,
It's a new beginning.
These small things,
Who makes life.
IdiotIdiotIdiot7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This word does not sound so wrong,
But it should be seen,
Like a note of hope.
There is the idiot dreamer,
That he's not afraid,
To be seen like an outsider.
There is the idiot by reason,
He's always right,
Even if sometimes he loses his reason.
There is the simply idiot,
Who does not understand,
That he's treated like that.
And there is the false idiot,
The most dangerous,
Because it can turn you idiotic.
To be idiotic,
It's not so bad,
It's like belonging to a club,
Where nobody understands the other,
A little like the government.
The place promised in our...The place promised in our early daysThe place promised in our...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Each one has to find it,
His own little island,
This tiny place we see in dreams,
This marvelous site created by hope,
It is everywhere,
And is nowhere,
Where I am doesn't matter,
With whom I am is the matter,
If nowhere is the place to go,
Then I'll stay here,
But everywhere is more ubiquitous,
It's where we all are,
Somewhere is the place to be,
As you're in both at the same time,
So I'm nowhere,
Is the place promised in our early days.
Guide to SuesThe guide to Mary SuesGuide to Sues7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Have you been told your character is a Sue? Wondering what thats all about, or why that is? Are you worried about becoming a Mary Sue? Well then, youve come to the right guide. If not, well just sit back and enjoy the info.
How it started
The term 'Mary sue' derives from a character created by Paula Smith in the 70's for her parody of Star Trek, A Trekkies Tale. The main character, Lieutenant Mary Sue, poked fun at what was Smiths idea of unrealistic and fantastic original characters appearing in Star Trek fanfiction. These characters were commonly females who established relationships with canon characters. They often had skills and characteristics that were immensely desired and went above and beyond the expectations of any character in the series.
Later on, the term Mary Sue was expanded to include almost any original character that played a major role in a plot, especially ones who upstage
Take Me BackTake me back to the time,Take Me Back6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
the time when we first met,
the time when I was still naive,
the time when you were still unwary,
the time when we were still healing.
Take me back to the past,
where we had first seen each other,
where I had blushed at your smile,
where your hands grazed mine,
where we danced the night away,
where I had given up the next day.
Take me back to the moment,
when you lifted my hopes up,
when you told me you loved me,
when I responded with a nervous heart,
when we decided to start together,
when we pushed our dark past away.
Take me back to the memory,
that you took my hand in yours,
that I moved your bangs from your eyes,
that I first kissed your cheek,
that you first kissed my lips,
that we first held each other,
that we first cried.
Take me back to you,
so that I can be in your arms again,
so that you can see my smile,
so that we can discover each other again,
so that this sadness be replaced by joy,
so that we can be together once more,
so that we can love each
Through the looking glassThrough the looking glassThrough the looking glass5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see myself,
And I see someone else,
Both are me,
But who should I really be?
On one side,
I'm pretty, naive and my dress is made of soothing colors,
On the other side,
I'm pretty, deadly, and my dress reflects a dark gloom,
Breaks my heart as well as the glass,
But does it reflect what I really want?
The glass is all broken now,
And I feel the grip of gloom taking me,
Neither of my attributes will help me,
I need to fall or resist,
I'm leaving myself to fall,
But falling into what I don't know,
Maybe into happiness,
I'm so naive,
I'll wait until I hit the ground,
Then I'll know,
Will it hurt?
Only god knows,
Through the looking glass I've looked,
And I don't see anything good,
Maybe it's all in my mind,
I'm so naive...
Little miraclesLittle miraclesLittle miracles6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They happen every day,
In every part of the world,
Thought you don't need,
To be a saint to make it happen.
Just watching someone,
And getting the same,
Is just wonderful.
It makes you have wings,
It makes you forget everyone else,
But this special person,
You're looking at her,
She's looking at you,
There's a connexion between you,
And when you make it in a funny way,
That's a little miracle!
Abby - In The Dark Forest of Mirrors TG - Part 3Abby - In The Dark Forest of Mirrors TG - Part 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the Dark Forest of Mirrors (An Abby Longbloom tale) (continued)
A little girl with long gray hair lay on silvery ground surrounded by a sapphire-tinted, crystalline forest. She panted roughly.
"Get up, Nana." The words startled her though she herself had spoken them. Her voice echoed like it had joined with others in a cacophony. She tried to use her hands to push herself up but the ground felt slippery, fragile, and alive to her touch.
Clenching her teeth, she repeated, "Get up, Nana." She tried to bend at her waist but the ground clung to her.
"Get up, Nana!" This time, it sounded like her voice was reflecting on something which hadn't been there a moment before. She didn't have much strength but she had enough to sit up. Panting, she looked around.
Forest on all sides but like no forest she had ever seen. The sapphire-tinted trees looked like carefully hand-blown glass with natural details. They resembled great elms though she had only a vague feeling of what elms w
The windThe wind6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This invisible force,
As peaceful and appreciated as a gentle flow,
As strong and destructive as a hurricane.
I'm just standing there enjoying the nice weather and wind,
I think that this should be done more often,
As very relaxing indeed.
Can't you see I'm happy?
Can't you just stop harming?
Harming this beautiful nature who gave birth to wind?
Yet absolutely necessary.
I love you wind,
And this is for you,
Take those words and make them fly away.
To do a "Sagara Sousuke"A "Sagara Sousuke".To do a "Sagara Sousuke"6 years ago in Humor More Like This
To do/pull a "Sagara Sousuke" is to realize an action in response to a rutinary activity but under a military approach.
The phrase is based on Sagara Sousuke, a fictional character of a japanese anime called Full Metal Panic. The character in question has an abnormal military behaviour during normal activities present in the civilian life.
This abnormal activity has been present however in Real Life conducted normally by FMP super-fans.
This list shows some examples of pulling a "Sagara Sousuke".
You do a "Sagara Sousuke" when:
-You set up traps and anti-personal mines in the front zone of your house. Being cynical enough to put a carpet in front of the door with the phrase "Mi casa es su casa".
-Your vehicle of preference (Likely to be have been used in the military) is equiped with GPS, SINCGARS radio system and a Link 16 device.
-Not sure of the safety of your vehicle you decide to up-armor it. In case the vehicle is not suitable for an up-armoring process, yo
Persona: Hayashi MiharuPersona: Hayashi Miharu3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Miharu Hayashi
Age: 17 (18)
Date of Birth: October 18th, 1993
Occupation: 3rd Year Student at Yasogami High, employee at her grandmother's bakery
Personality: Miharu is a very shy, quiet and withdrawn individual. She doesn't spend much time with others besides her closest friends (originally this was limited to just her classmate, Yuudai), and isn't much of a confrontational sort of person.
She doesn't really care for sharing her personal thoughts or feelings, even with the people she's fairly close to. Hurt feelings are bottled up inside and left to be dealt with another day or not at all. More often than not she feels alone and unlikeable, even unlovable, despite what other people may argue. It is with these thoughts she's prone to isolating herself for periods of time.
Harboring a constant fear of being judged and rejected Miharu refrains from engaging with others and purposefully i
Not Even After Death... - 2.0Not Even After Death... - 2.07 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Not Even After Death, Will We Part
By: Elizabeth Quart
The scratching of her pen against the pale paper drifted around the comforter where he laid. His eyes rested on the wall next to their bed that grew a brighter shade of white with the increasing morning sunlight. His wife, who was not much younger than himself, sat on the edge of their bed in the softly light room.
The alarm beside the young mans head began to buzz and chirp in the silence and startled him out of his gaze. As he rustled under the sheets reaching over to turn off the alarm, she quickly snapped her small journal shut and hurried it into her bedside drawer. After turning off the alarm he looked over at her, since he had obviously noticed the snap of the journal and the fact that she had been awake.
Were you awake all this time?
Is something wrong? You normally dont wake up early.
She hesitated slightly before forcing a smile. Even as newly weds he seeme
I don't know how to feel...I don't know how to feel...I don't know how to feel...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What to feel...
How to respond...
What to say...
These comments of pride and confidence, worry and concern, questions and opinions...
Everything, so deeply felt by everyone around me...
I have no feelings.
No idea of the situation.
News reports, 2nd hand information and video/pictures are all I see.
Lives touched in ways I will never be able to comprehend.
Feelings I hope I, and no one else, will have to experience in the future.
A situation largely felt by a single country's people.
With resolve and determination to fight the odds.
And I, a meager naive bystander, continues along my path.
Slowly getting closer to the one of Japan.
When I reach there, how will I react when I see the devastation?
If I see the dead bodies?
Should I run?
Will I run?
Maybe I'll just hide in the corner of a room and cry.
What's the right feeling?
What's the right thing to say?
Is there anything I can do to help?
Anything that would alleviate the sadness
On a benchOn a benchOn a bench6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm lying on the bench
And I'm thinking
These thoughts make me smile
They bring me to another world,
One where I can do anything
Talk to anyone,
Be anything I want,
I'm a school girl,
But I'm really much more,
I like staring at the void,
So that my mind forgets
All of the real world,
As I do that,
My heart suddenly
Fills With emotions,
Of everything I should be,
Of everything I want to be,
I know I can do it,
I just have to wish for it,
Because one's will,
Is the greatest of all.
Shenmue The Great EscapeShenmue: The EscapeShenmue The Great Escape9 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Ryo and Ren are ears dropping on this woman their hands are hand-cuffed,
Women: Land Di will surely kill us if we betrayed him
The woman walks around a bit
Ren: Betray? Are they working for Land Di?
Ryo: Quiet, they might hear us!.
Women: Who's there?
Ren and Ryo: RUN FOR IT!
They start running then something appears "Press A" it says Didddadidda
"Are you fucking blind? Press A!"
Me: Jesus, okay.
"HAHA, you lose"
Me: What the F-
To be continued!
The Winding RoadThe Winding Road…The Winding Road8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A poem from Kiron to Yuki.
My heart it calls out to the distant sky,
It shouts something but all it can do is cry,
Something cries along with my heart.
But I know not who it is that cries along,
The wind it shouts for me to run,
And follow someone that I know I cannot.
Though all I see and feel is hate,
Though I'm broken, I'll follow and wait,
For one day I know that love will come.
I know that our pain is great,
And that our spirits know not our fate,
But somehow I know that our suffering will be undone.
I give a part of myself to you,
And hope you can see the simple truth,
That I will find you and you will find me on the winding road.
I see the future that is us,
And I see the past that was,
And now my road comes to a better turn.
We met many hardships upon our own,
From barriers that we have sown,
But for now we will rest from that winding road.