To Israel From PalestineO Israel...To Israel From Palestine6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You want me to surrender to the gun?
And just let you have your fun?
Who do you think I am?
Your Slave U.S.A, the one that you have fooled by your propaganda lies?
You underestimate me
Have you forgotten who I am?
Let me remind you
I am PALESTINE!
And I have All Mighty Allah on my side
I carry the flag of
"La illaha illa Allah"
"There is no god but Allah"
You think you have weakened me
But you don't understand
You have only strengthened me
You swim in my people's blood
Blood of innocents of the young and old
While America feeds you bread
To have another child dead
And yet you claim I am the terrorist?
You can fool the world but you can't fool God!
My faith and trust in Him will never be buried for it will never die
I hold on to patience because i know soon revenge will be knocking on your door,
Not from me, but from the one who created you and me!
THE FALL OF THE GODS: Artemis"Artemis?"THE FALL OF THE GODS: Artemis4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Here, Mrs. DellaSantina," called a slim, silvery-blonde girl. She leaned forward at her desk, her body fluid even in stillness, almost like a huntress waiting to strike. Releasing a sigh of boredom, she settled her chin into her right hand, playing with the charma golden metal version of a cypress leaf, her sacred treeof her necklace with the other.
Her brother, Apollo, a tan and broad-shouldered young man with a striking smile and a mess of dirty blond hair sprawling over his eyes, caught her gaze and rolled his eyes. She frowned back, both of them sharing the annoyance of being trapped in the place the mortals called school. Thankfully, the twins weren't the only ones pretending to be teenagers; after their eviction from Olympus, the gods and goddesses so worshipped in Greek mythology were reduced to mere human copies of themselves, their powers weakened and glory forgotten. Zeus had been especially angry about this, and he was the one who inspired the idea of
You Might Come BackYou Might Come Back5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Let's get two things straight right now.
You are very responsible, and you are not a burden.
I trust you
I'll follow you
With you gone
There's a gaping hole
That no one can fill
Those are the kind
Who dig up mistakes
From long, long ago
And judge you
People make mistakes
I'm not saying what you said was right
But I'm not saying what you said
Reflects who you are today.
A crazy friend
A caring brother
A charismatic performer
A strong leader
A loyal son
Proud of who you are.
What is power?
Those thousands of people
Who petitioned for your death?
That kind power is overwhelming, for sure.
But that's not real power.
Living every day, working endlessly with nothing much to show for it
Dealing with culture shock and adapting
Making it into a group with a new, made up image
Taking that image and making it your own
Rising to the top with your talent and personality
Winning numbers of hearts
Do you know how much po
I was crazy about youI was crazy about you5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
can you feel my heartbeat?
are you listening?
It's been five whole months
The longest I've ever experienced.
I see you're well.
hot blood pounds at my ears
the closer you are,
the farther away you seem
i was never tired of waiting
there are those days when i try to forget
but then it comes back
stronger than ever
tick tock tick tock tick tock
there goes the clock
now how can i walk?
people forgive and forget, don't they?
i'll never photoshop the memories
is precious to me
I sit at the windowsill, head rested against the icy glass.
The rain will never end. I drown in gray.
I have one ear bud in and the other out.
My heart throbs to the beat of our song.
that smile brighter than the sun
let's leave the past behind us
I've seen you with your crew
The tears today are few.
This is the final decision?
Two worlds, major collision
No lies; you don't have to pretend
It was always up to
Blood Red MoonBlood Red Moon9 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
A poisoned arrow
Shot into a blackened sky
Paints the moon blood red.
so i told you,and nothing happened.so i told you,3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
i dont get why people make such a big deal;
the sky didnt fall, the solar system didnt go out of alignment,
the laws of gravity and physics did not reverse,
2012 did not come early.
i might as well not have wasted my time,
might as well had saved my special words,
but my heart
still does weird things
when i see you.
youre still too cute.
if we had been in another situation, we would have been perfect.
DreamersShe makes wishes on dandelions, he searches for four-leaf clovers. 11:11 never passes by unnoticed, and what other purpose do stars have but for this? Wishing wells are rediscovered, wishbones are saved instead of thrown away in the trash. They cling to hope, to optimism, to the prospect of better things.Dreamers4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Dreamers don't make it in life, they're told countless times. It's best if you give it up now and work for something real.
Real? Everything is real, they answer. It took them a long time to find each other, but now their hands find each other shyly yet certainly, out of sight. Their fingers are warm and comforting against each other's skin. You just have to get there.
Give it up. You aren't going to go anywhere. Don't be a fool and get serious, you're throwing your lives away.
If they are fools, let them be fools. Light-hearted fools against the world, one full of doubts and disappointment and broken promises. But no, they're different. They paint double rainbows of hope
Some facts about fishSome facts about fish9 years ago in Humor More Like This
Some Facts About Fish:
compiled by GuyFlash
1) The skin of a fish is inside out. FACT
2) All fish are allergic to water. FACT
3) Fish have no eyelids, to clean their eyes, fish urinate on them. FACT
4) If you hold a fish upside down and hum the chorus of the song 'Good vibrations' whilst making sure the fish is looking at a map of Norway, the fish will implode. FACT
5) Fish don't breath air, fish breath childrens hope and dreams. FACT
6) Fish will only listen to a Madonna album if played through a packet of ready salted crisps. FACT
7) If you spell 'fish' backwards you get the word 'evil'. FACT
8) 'hippopotamus' is an anagram of 'fish'. FACT
9) Fish are telekinetic. they can move their bodies by the power of their mind alone. FACT
10) Male fish have 38 testes. whereas female fish only have 37. FACT
11) every 2.3 seconds, a fish gives birth to a kangaroo. FACT
12) A fish's diet will include the following;
- Passing Digital radios
- Kangaroos (fish always
Help From A Stranger - Part 1Help From A Stranger - Part 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Ugh, so fucking bored.”
In the city, a lone man walked. He wore a black trench coat, along with a black hat, dark gray shirt underneath, black pants, and a silver tie blowing in the wind. He was unusually tall, and his stride was brisk and quick. Perhaps the most unsettling thing about him, besides his inhuman height, was the painted bandana on his face, which bared a frightening, sharp-toothed grin with piercing yellow eyes. Poking out from underneath the bandana was a lit cigarette, holding up the fabric enough to see a little bit of black blood and sharp red teeth.
This man was known to humans, by urban legend, as ‘The Pretenderman’. Most of the population didn’t believe he existed; that didn’t bother him. Although ‘The Pretenderman’ was more of a formal title, he was known by others like him as Zehnder.
It was getting late, and the sky above the city was streaked with red, yello
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
Uncle DannyIn the Beginning, there was the Word.Uncle Danny7 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
And some say that the reason there was only one word was because Uncle Danny got hold of the rest and God just had to make do.
And Uncle Danny had black nails and no hair, and he wore big glasses and a hat and a coat, and he walked around Copenhagen at night and wrote it all down on the cobbles, and in his head, and in his hat and, sometimes, on paper.
And Uncle Danny was everybody's Uncle, even if nobody could really remember why or how. And Uncle Danny had the Words. And the Words had Uncle Danny.
And sometimes it would be hard to see where the Words ended and Uncle Danny began.
And there are rules that say you can't start a sentence with "and". And Uncle Danny did it anyway.
And with the Words he painted pictures of Vangede. And he painted pictures of the seedy bars and prostitutes, and of the country and the land and the people in the city, and the people in the City became the people Everywhere, because Uncle Danny painted them all.
Head and Shoulders [Daddy!LevixMommyReader AU]Head and Shoulders [Daddy!LevixMommyReader AU]9 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You and your daughter Mikasa are waiting patiently at the airport for your husband. Levi had been on a very important business trip and was coming home today. You were excited that he was coming home. Three weeks seemed like forever and the more that the days passed without him, the more antagonizing the wait was.
"Mommy, is daddy here yet"? Your four year old asked tugging on the hem of your sun dress.
"No baby. Not yet."
"Oh...Mommy, you're getting fat." Mikasa said looking up at your belly. You gave her stank face and tried to smile at her bluntness. ' *sigh* Just like her father...' You thought. You and Levi were expecting and decided not to tell Mikasa that she was going to be a big sister soon. But there was another reason why you couldn't wait until he got home.
"Here baby girl. Why don't you draw daddy a picture? I think he
In LoveIn Love10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The love inside my heart grows each day,
It flourishes and blossoms,
Nothing could ever change this,
you are my one true match.
At night I dream of you,
I dream of us together,
Holding eachother close,
Kissing you all over.
I count the days till we are together,
My heart smiles with each passing day,
I know each day I'm closer to you,
My excitement is barely contained.
I know the second I see you,
I will run to you and pounce you,
Attack you with endless kisses,
Never leaving your embrace.
Oh Lee, I am so in love with you,
I smile each time I think of you,
I worry if we do not speak each day,
I am so happy we found eachother.
I am so in love with you.
That's What People DoShe loves that sound of skilled voices with thoughtful words; she can always turn the dial and find well-tuned instruments with well-trained fingers.That's What People Do4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But that's not what people do now.
Skill is an unknown word while music is a fluid term.
She excitedly tours those mansions that house portraits of history, and with wonder she gazes on veins made of stone.
But that's not what people do now.
Talent is relative and art is four colored squares.
She thoughtfully strolls through gothic temples with painted glass, and she reads the wisdom of long past pioneers of piety.
But that's not what people do now.
Religion is dead and literature speaks of no god.
She mournfully gazes on children without fathers, youths without logic, and adults without ambition.
But that is what people do now.
Life has no purpose and along with it only fleeting happiness.
Understanding GraffitiUnderstanding Graffiti8 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Understanding Graffiti: Learn To Stop Worrying And Love The Bomb
An essay by Benjamin Alldridge
Choke train buffers like a head-locked Ed Koch
Nurture the craft of concrete visionaries
Cave painters screaming "Loosen the cuffs!"
Cave paintings get the natural history feather dust
Pick a lust.
Aesop Rock really says it best with those lyrics right there, and sums up the general mentality of society towards the Graffiti community as a whole. Throughout this article we'll investigate why that is, and even more importantly to the population at large, ways to try and make its existence as pleasant as possible. After all, art will always have some place in society, no matter what form it takes.
Before we go any further, let's actually set down some basis for what we mean when we use the term "Graffiti". For the majority of people who use the term, it will take the form of the general definition, as follows: ".. the illegal or unauthorized defacing of a b
:o1, the fall: starsfull title: count on my (not so) lucky stars:o1, the fall: stars4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
one day, the entire universe fell into a dewdrop cupped in the hollow of a little leaf and all of the supernovas in your eyes overflowed to replace it, and i realized you were surreal.
Love?Why is everyone nowadays so mechanical? After a string of dates and reasonably good conversation, it's a relationship. After some sex and arguments, it's over.Love?8 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
No one is in love anymore. No one can stay up all night thinking of 1,000,000 reasons why they love their partner. Stare at them while they sleep, counting their hairs, their pores scattered all over their skin. Smelling the scent their being exudes. Everyone is cautious, keeping a bit of themselves in a vault for safekeeping. Don't give it all or you'll lose it far too soon, they think.
Truly in love, just the thought can bring you to tears and distort the world around you. Until you're blind and lead by your heart. You want to melt into him and never be separated. To trace with your lips every inch of his stature. Stare into the abyss of his ears, breathing unheard truths and pleadings. To prod his finger tips with yours in stark polarity yet perfectly in twine. To drink of his wine in never a hefty portion, yet drunk in intox
sel-fishAs a fish, I cannot flysel-fish7 years ago in Open More Like This
I just keep myself
Hoping someday I drown.
As a goldfish, I lock myself
In a rounded bowl
No skies, no future
No waves or winds
I keep myself confined.
As a jellyfish, I go
With the flow
No matter how many
Miles away from home
Just try to be farther and farther
As a dead fish, I still
Too much water to fall
And grow the sea where I was born