Wake Up, America(6/29/2014)Wake Up, America1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can any American--
No, can anyone really say
"God bless America"
without recognizing the irony
in speaking those words
as we live in a nation
that applauds evil
and mistakes lawlessness for freedom?
We live in a nation
where everyone does what is right
in their own eyes,
A nation where we encourage
achieving success at any cost,
where we desire sex
with no boundaries,
where we proclaim spirituality
Welcome to the temple
of our idol named Pleasure,
and like a whore she enters
our hearts through our pockets.
We stuff our faces with that bread
to fill our bellies instead of our souls,
We drink our fill of wine to get drunk
and forget His bloodshed on the cross.
"America, America, God shed His grace on thee"
So we can look spiritual
as we say 'Amen' every Sunday
and then laugh in Jesu
The Definition of HateThe Definition of Hate9 years ago in Open More Like This
THE DEFINITION OF HATE:
Not helping what has come over you,
exiled and cold now viewing sad truth.
Working so hard to love the ones who have lied,
expert of grief facing what has been denied.
Inner monologue details hard facts,
landmark scars bring on devilish acts.
Removing white veils to reveal what's been marred,
a curse has been set as you blame heaven's stars.
Landmark choice to bite the hand that feeds,
skeptical of intent on dished out deeds.
Silence falls victim to vast screams in your head,
no rest for the wicked all hope is now dead.
The Broly Videl RomanceDisclaimer: Don't own dragonballz, Broly or Videl. The rights to this belong to Akira Toriyama ( Did I spell that right?)The Broly Videl Romance10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter: 1 Monstrous Savior
" Ahahahah!" Broly laughed as his enimes tried desperatly to hold back his assault. His hand shook holding the massive orb in place as the blue energy waves from Kakarot and his spawn tried to push it back. " KAKAROT!! PUHAHAHA!!!" He laughed as he fired another blast of energy down on the giant orb, the planet shook as the blast collided cracking apart the ground beneath them as the ball was sent back twoards the planet.
" Dig deep both of you! Don't let Broly destroy the earth!" He heard Kakarot say as his energy blast was pushed back yet again. Broly laughed as his hand glowed, the green orb ready to end this fight once and for all, Kakarot would die! The blast glowed as his barrier shrunk creating the blast which fired from his hand. It spiraled outwards just as another golden blast came from out in the sky. I
Grown Shippo + Mature KagomeShippo/Kagome --Almost thirty, Kagome is about to visit the magic well that rejected her after Naraku's defeat, 12 yrs ago. Her mother is selling the shrine...will it work for her one more time? Angst,WAFF,M/F,ExhGrown Shippo + Mature Kagome9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Last CallLast Call7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I think about life and what a joke it is.
Friends say they're your friends until they get what they want.
Lovers are your lovers until something shiny and new come along.
God is there but only in a book.
Government is there only to make you a slave.
I have been burned, bruised, betrayed, and broken.
To think about living another day of suffering only to die in the end;
there is no point.
We are all worm food, might as well end the pain sooner than later.
Last call, anybody want to join me for a shot?
KotOR: Carth And The Fangirl It was a quiet evening in the happy world of BioWareLand. Carth, Revan and Mission were walking up and down the hallways of the large office building, discussing how the game designers were going to pull off something as large-scale as rescuing Bastila. Suddenly, Revan squeaked and skidded to a halt. Carth stared at her strangely, and as she pointed behind him, Mission started giggling.KotOR: Carth And The Fangirl9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Don't look now, flyboy," Revan whispered, "but you've got an admirer."
"Other than you?" Carth asked.
"Other than me."
Carth turned slowly, and when he did, he just about leaped a mile off the ground. For right behind him was...
She had big eyes (almost like you might find on a chibi) and an adorably stupid grin. She watched Carth unceasingly, never letting her eyes leave his face. Carth felt suddenly very nervous, but he couldn't move, because The Fangirl fawned over him every time he trie
The Future of DeviantART?The Future of DeviantART?11 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Over the course of the last 23 months as a deviant, I've seen some things that most others never get the chance to, and I've seen the highs and lows of the community. I've seen the transfer from version to version with the each new August; I've seen what it's like to be a deviant; I've seen what it's like to wear the staff hat as well; I've even seen being banned. But, I ask you this: Why am I still here? What makes me keep coming back here, and supporting this place so strongly? What it is I'm yet to find properly and define, but I know for sure, it's slowly dwindling away, fading into the distant memories of better times when deviantART was simply the best website around without the slightest shadow of a doubt. No'urdays, community seems to be taking a backseat to the corporate ventures the site seems to be undertaking at an exponentially quick rate. With every passing day, a new move towards turning dA into exactly what it is not: a corporation.
When it was founded in 2000, t
Gandurile lui duminicaVei avea mereu o parte din mine, iar golul acela va fi umplut cu nopţi nedormite, poze vechi şi coloana sonoră a unei poveşti. Mi-am dat seama că inconştient m-am sacrificat mereu pentru alţii, pentru fericirea lor. Cineva mi-ar spune că nu e adevărat şi că am fost doar egoistă, că am luptat pentru mine în toate poveştile. Poate că pe moment a fost vorba de egoism (de un fals egoism de fapt) şi poate că atunci chiar credeam că o fac pentru mine şi nimic altceva. Acum realizez că de fapt nu a fost vorba de egoism, ci doar de a le lasă altora drumul liber spre fericire. Nu mă pot abţine să nu văd asta în jurul meu. Să văd că pe unde am trecut, pe unde am mers mai departe cu o superficială nepăsare, n-am făcut decât să garantez succesul altora. Altruism aş putea spune, un altruism absurd cu care nici măcarGandurile lui duminica4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Innocence CrushedInnocence Crushed3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why must the tears fall,
Flowing down her cheeks,
Streaming down the the face of an angel,
Filled with despair and anguish.
She lays on the dirt floor,
Once so innocent, so pure,
A bird among the clouds,
Oblivious to the unknown world surrounding her.
Always laughing, smiling,
Her beauty dazzling.
She dances through life
Without a care in the world.
Where is that girl now?
He wonders as his eyes gaze upon her,
And her hair that has lost it's glow,
And her dress, tattered and in ruins.
Her fragile body shakes uncontrollably
With each of her cries of anguish.
Ever sob stabs his heart painfully,
Giving him just a slight taste of her pain.
And her eyes, oh, her eyes,
How beautiful they once were,
A vibrant blue, the hue of a peaceful stream,
Teeming with kindness and joy.
Now all he sees is gray,
The color of thunder clouds.
Her pure personality
Was ripped from her soul by a monster.
Those eyes stare at him,
Pierce through his body,
Yet he holds out his hand,
His eyes full of concern.
On my own apocalypseOn my own apocalypse3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If silk could melt
to drip down arms and goosebumped legs
in scarlet rivers, serpentine,
it seems only right
that the sky should burn as well.
Like roses heaped upon a stage,
cloaked in tumultuous applause,
the end will fall in exultation.
Shall we stand upon the shore
and taste the salt upon our lips,
basking in the last breezes
before the Breaking?
These last days are a ball,
a promenade of bliss,
a eulogy of memory.
Shiva, ever the gentleman,
asks for one last dance.
I'm here for youI'm here for you3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know it hurts for I've felt your pain
You want to give up
and let the enemies erase you
So I'm telling you now
That your life isn't over
There's still a chance to find happiness
and to have a smile
There's many who feel the same as you do
and I'm sure you know that is true
But did you know that I'm one of those people
who wishes they'd disappear?
I plaster a smile on my face around you
and everyone else
But inside it's cold and dark
and taken over by misery
So I'm telling you now
that all my words are true
I want to be the one
you run to when you're scared
I want to be the shoulder to cry on
when your broken down and alone
I'm always there for you with arms opened wide
please don't over look me now
I'll gladly push all my pain far away
if it would help you recover
And if all you need is a hug
then I'll hug you tight and not say a word
All I'm saying is you're not alone
I'm right here for you whenever you need me
I'm your friend
The Big Bad Wolf The Big Bad Wolf walked into the Neverland Bar, looking out of place in the smoky, grimy room. The bar instantly fell silent as little children, goblins, and assorted woodland creatures scampered out of his way, oblivious to the fact that they were only making his bad mood worse and thinking only to get away from him. He didn't care how scared they were-it was tea time and he needed a drink. He sniffed and brushed a speck of dust from his spotless white sleeve. Motioning to the barman, he took a seat at the back of the room, near a pretty girl with flaming red hair. He took off his hat and flicked his ears, his tail winding out of the way as he sat down. A nervous barmaid brought him a drink, which he accepted gratefully. After he'd gotten half the bottle down, he began to feel better. He'd had a rough day, and all he wanted a chance to relax and be left alone.The Big Bad Wolf9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The woodsmen were getting braver, pushing
Bundeslied vor der Schlacht engl. translationBundeslied vor der Schlacht engl. translation4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Federal song before the battle
Ideas graying, defying death,
dawns the great morning.
And the sun shines cold and bloody,
illuminating our bloody path.
In the next hour,
lies the fate of a world,
trembling in the dice-cup,
and then the dice of honor falls.
Brothers, you are warned by the twilight hour,
it urges you to go to the holy covenant.
As faithful to death, as to life.
Behind us, in the nights gloom
lies the shame, lies the dishonor
lie the sins of all corrupt men
who broke the German oak.
Our language is desecrated,
our temples are destroyed
We pledged our honor in vain,
german Brothers, rise up and redeem it!
Brothers, the flame of vengence is fanned! Join hands,
so the gods may know who to rightfully curse!
Reedem the Holy palladium!
A happy hope is laid out before us,
within time stands a golden future,
as an open heaven,
it blooms with the bliss of freedom.
German art, and german songs,
embrace of women, and the love of luck,
wonderful times it shall be again,
the beauty on
Name MeDon't call me childish,Name Me3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When you treat me like a child.
Don't call me crazy,
When you drive me wild.
Don't ask me for help,
When you've left me to drown.
Don't ask me to smile,
When you've made me frown.
Don't make me fight,
When you can't defend.
Don't make me be honest,
When you can't pretend.
Don't tell me to dream,
When you're my nightmare.
Don't damn me to hell,
When you're my only prayer.
Do save yourself;
It's too late for me.
Do ignore the rules;
For me, set yourself free.
DespairingDespairing11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You've told me no tales, and I've told you no lies
And yet I am the one that still sits here, and cries
Marking the time as the future is stumbling
I despair once again at my life now crumbling
Sorrow runs deep and my tears will stain far
I beg for an answer to the who that we are
Shifting and aimless, with no hope I can keep
I bang against this wall, unbreakable and steep
The scars from the tears, my face they do mar
Cracks in my sanity mark a door standing ajar
Broken and bent, through these shadows I'll creep
The words that you spoke made a rift that's too deep
I can think of your smile, and a part of me sighs
But as soon as my joy is beginning, it dies
What now haunts me, your face it is wearing
For you have becme the crux of my despairing
house arrest doesn't needgrandpa is coughing in the other room, staining the white walls grey with nicotine.house arrest doesn't need6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
he says since his wife died, this is the only thing he'll let close to his heart.
dammit, this winter is cold, he splutters, pulling a blanket closer to his frail body.
grandpa is coughing in the other room, punctuative calls of 'please, i love you- please, please stop' erupting from the uncivilised throat of his muddy mutt.
he is a conch shell, wearing his golden-rule shoulders and perfect spirality with more than a pride,
eighty-seven and still adamant that smoking is not bad for you. lungs are made for failure, he insists as he drifts off to sleep, grumbling. his wife taps him on the shoulder and says, no honey, that's what people are made for.
epiphany # 711: breathing is easier when the air is cold.
Twilight ObessionYou know youre obsessed with Twilight whenTwilight Obession7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
· Every time someone mentions the name of a character in the book you squeal (this includes all side characters as well, not just Edward).
· You find yourself angry or not speaking to a friend who dislikes your favorite character.
· You know the exact days, hours, and possibly even minutes until Breaking Dawn comes out (or the movie, both work).
· You find it impossible not to mention it to every person in every conversation you have.
· You are insulted if someone says they dont like the books and take great personal offense.
· You find yourself debating what might happen in the next book constantly Even while you dream.
· Whenever you see a car style or color mentioned in Twilight you feel the need to point it out.
· If you see a picture of a wolf your first thought is Jacob or werewolves.
· Whenever you read or hear the phrases Twilight, New Mo
WhySpidersShouldBeDestroyedWake up.WhySpidersShouldBeDestroyed7 years ago in Horror More Like This
Get up, brush teeth.
Discover spider on bathroom wall.
Retrieve tissue to capture spider.
Spider meanders higher on wall.
Go to kitchen to fetch stool.
Upon returning to bathroom, find spider has moved to tub wall.
Have a strange feeling spider is mocking me.
Place stool next to tub, stand on stood, try to reach spider.
Find gum stuck to wall.
Have no idea how that got there but get off stool, head back to kitchen to get knife.
Come back, get up on stool again, pry gum off the wall.
Spot spider has moved to crease of wall and ceiling.
One foot on stool, one foot on wall for balance, reaching for spider with tissued hand.
Swear the spider flips me off as it moves to ceiling and begins to boldly cross above me.
Reach for spider one more time.
Not going to let cocky spider get best of me.
Loose balance, compensating very wrongly.
Foot slips off wall.
Foot slips off stool.
Chin hits wall.
Toothbrush still in mouth gets rammed into the back of throat.
Flailing hand jams k
My only love....This takes place in Bellas bedroom. If you have never read the Twilight Series by Stephanie Meyer you will not have a clue whet is going on or why there is a guy watching a girl sleep and you wont find it funny.My only love....8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Im here my sweet lamb.
I luuuuuv yooooooooou.
And I love you.,
Fuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrr evvvvverrrrrrrrr and eeeeverrrrrrr.
And Ill love you forever and ever. You are my life, my reason for living, my--
Oh not again. That stupid dog. Grrrr Crap. She woke up.
You said his name again. I said not daring to call him the filthy mongrel that he is in front of her.
Oh boo hoo Edward
I shrugged it off and we went on with our usual Saturday plans.
You Make Me SmileYou Make Me Smile11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You make me smile with all that you say,
you lighten my days in every way.
In a world were I have felt so alone,
you give me comfort in all that you have shown.
Since life is based on fate it's destiny we met,
for the time I spend with you I will never regret.
I cherish everything you bring to the plate,
I trust you won't harm me in any way.
Thankful I am humanity created you,
beautiful you are in all that you do.
A thousand miles I would walk just to see you smile,
because to me our friendship is worth the while.
There is nothing I wouldn't do for the ones who fill my heart,
I would take your pain away if I could only find the start.
Believe me when I say all my words are sincere,
I will slay all those who force you to shed any tears.
I will break t
Edward x Jacob 'Part One'Despite the drizzle from the previous night, it was settling and becoming a pleasant day in La Push. Jacob was tempted to walk on the beach once more, but that offered for too much thinking time. No, he knew he had to keep his mind occupied and try not to think of them. It would work out for him in the end, he just had to remind Bella of what she knew was true.Edward x Jacob 'Part One'7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Though, with that leech it was turning out to be far more difficult than he had expected. Once again, Bella had been conveniently busy.
Dont tell me, making wedding plans with the bloodsuckers?
Actually, for your information, Im not even seeing Edward until later. Im going over to Angelas house.
Jacob was actually surprised that the two werent connected together as usual. Almost constantly, he would hear Bella sighing or not listening to him because of the filthy leech beside her, doing God knows what as they were on the phone. Jacob always seethed with anger but cou
Chapter one - DarknessChapter one - Darkness11 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
The wan winter sun beat down through a cloudless sky, spreading its platinum rays across a city bustling with life and motion, the morning rush for work clogging the streets with people cars and every other form of transport, and filling the air with a cacophony of voices and machinery. Clouds wafted overhead bathed in the wintry brilliance, boughs of trees creaking softly in the cold wind that blew through the tall buildings, what few brittle late winter leaves remained to them dancing on the wind.
In the lounge of the tall motel complex the chill air was kept at bay by tall paned windows that let in the sun and kept out the cold, the warming sunlight slipping across a small arrangement of sofas and a coffee table, the sole occupant of the lounge with a coffee at h
UnknownUnknown3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She admires the damage in others
Her twisted form of jealousy.
The breaking of a heart
And the touch of a razor blade
The only true pain she has ever known.
Her heart reaches for broken souls
Taking them into her cold embrace
To amend for her sick envy...
Her guilt for being ordinary
Knows no bounds.
As she clings to injured hands
Wishing to heal them
Wanting to be like them.
Her reason for which
Is still Unknown.