Sentimente pierduteSentimente pierdute5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
o ultima atingere, un ultim sarut,
o ultima privire, pierduta-n trecut.
tot ce a fost, tot ce am avut
e sters, uitat, pierdut.
si a ramas un gol ce doare,
lacrimi calde si amare,
amintirea ce-mi apare,
doar in vis si-apoi dispare.
unde ne-am pierdut de noi?
printre ganduri de apoi
murdarite de noroi.
sentimentele-au fost pure,
mai putin sau mult sigure,
dar au vrut sa ni le fure
cei cu inimi reci si sure.
si acum e-atat de greu
dar stiu, in sufletul meu,
ca de azi mereu, mereu,
vor vorbi de tu si eu.
Love Poem---Love Poem---Love Poem11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A flood of you
I can still taste you on my lips
Soft and sweet
Burning and smooth
Silken embers tease my senses
And my heart, it pounds
Through my veins you course
I feel you always
The ecstasy of flesh
Soft invisible hairs on your neck
Tender fingers' caress
The ecstasy of love
Pouring souls over smooth stones
The glow swells with time
Pegs are marked, chalked lines
My heart, it pounds
Through my veins you course
And I feel your love – always
Reunion english translationReunion english translation3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Total sleep in the last 3 months:
- 5 hours!
Once again, a well done job!
A little word from the author:
So, it has been almost 3 months since I have given in to one of my favorite hobbies: role playing on messenger. I became enamored of role playing several years ago and developed two of the characters you see here, Faust and Cendre.
During an innocent discussion with Amaltheren, a friend of mine, we started playing a couple of scenarios involving Cendre and Morquendi, her character. Role playing is like smoking. Even if you stop, you always go back to it.
I enjoy role playing a lot because it gives me a little escape from the grayish taste of daily life.
It also enables me to keep a permanent link with my characters, to create new ones and to give them a 'real' life without having to draw a comic.
I like the interactions created when role playing, and when the characters interact well that is all the inspiration I need to take a pen and start drawing non-stop.
AtAInterview transcriptAtAInterview transcript2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
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love poemI love the way your eyes always shine,love poem8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I love the way you wont let go,
I love the way you tell me you're mine,
I love the way it's easy to show,
That most of all, I just love you.
It's true, I love every inch of you,
I'll love you when it's hard to sleep,
When my thoughts are shades of blue,
I'll love you even when the blue skies weep,
And our garden burns around us.
I dont know what I would ever do,
If I made you ever cry,
I never want to ever hurt you,
I dont want this to ever die,
And I dont want you to ever frown.
I'm so weak when I am with you,
One look and your eyes paralyze,
I'm no one else when I'm around you,
I dont need a masking false disguise,
Because I trust you most of all.
Red and pink and white lined tradition,
Symbolize the greatest emotion,
Valentine's day is but a transition,
Another good way to show my devotion,
To you and us and even the blue,
Anything as long as It is with you.
The Eleventh HourThe black, polished shoes produced a perfect squeak as they shuffled down the corridor, a single sound bouncing from one wall to the next in the empty thoroughfare. Where ordinarily, there would be scores of people walking this way and that, headed to the various departments of these hallowed halls, tonight was different. The body of people typically assembled were already in a meeting room, sweating over coffee and cigarettes and Mark Johansen was running late.The Eleventh Hour5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
In their long history, the Supernatural Order had faced world-ending situations before. The splintering of bloodlines which formed the vampire faction they hunted in the first place almost provoked a giant cluster-fuck which ended life as they knew it from their very inception. That had been a millennium ago, roughly. Back when humanity still believed in magic. Sorcerers, witches, and warlocks dotted the landscape of the Dark Ages and one magician in particular drifted further into the darkness, looking for immortality. That wa
Tears Shed for the Dying SoulI cry for you, but you won't hear me behind the wall you've built between us.Tears Shed for the Dying Soul7 years ago in Other More Like This
You always used to listen and dry my tears.
But now your heart has turned cold.
I watch you slowly die inside.
Why can't you see!
Please smile, once again, for me.
LoveLove can be kind, but it can be cruelLove8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It can mess with your mind
And make you feel like a fool.
It can break your heart
And make you cry.
And there will be times
You want to die.
Love can make you do some crazy things
One moment you'll find yourself
Standing out on a limb.
Losing your balance
Only to find
No one is around to catch you
As you fall from behind.
Love can be evil. Love can be wrong
Love is not always simple
But it's always strong.
How it controls you
Is a question indeed
Because there are times I feel like
I will never be free.
Love can be prison. Love can be blind
How it messes you up
And takes over your mind.
Until you can't think of anyone else
It's their smile you see
Their happiness you feel
How it drives you crazy
How you wish it wasn't real.
Love can be silly. Love can be cute
It can make you giggle
Sound like a flute.
Melodious and peaceful
As it dances on your heart
Makes you giddy
Right from the start.
Love can be everything or nothing at all
It can be a slow smi
BelovedHer name is Beloved.Beloved7 years ago in Other More Like This
Born with tainted blood.
Given Life through Death.
A heart, which love can not enter.
A living Rose in a unforgiving Desert.
Never can perish.
Unable to live.
Her named is Beloved,
Unloved and despised.
Old BoysOld Boys3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Riding down country roads
to local farms on a Saturday
with my granddad
to see equipment auctions
as the old boys cashed in
Standing there in bib overalls or Dickies
with their dark glasses on
smoking pipes and cigars
they'd talk politics or crops
their deep voices rumbling quietly
I was enthralled...listening to the auctioneer
rattle off prices at breakneck speed
for a Farmall tractor going once
Sold to the man in front...
Or grandpa would take me with him
to the local VFW Post 6464
on Thursday evenings
to play Euchre with his friends
I'd bring along a few dog-eared
Reader's Digest magazines to read
as they played
Every so often I would walk over and
say hi, see how grandpa was faring
Usually he was cleaning house
winning almost every hand he played in
The ladies would bring a cake
and we'd have that with coffee
It felt...comfortable in a way
I find hard to explain
Sitting there surrounded by veterans
men who still wore those black-rimmed glasses
and their hair was
another stupid love poemRoses are redanother stupid love poem8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And violets are blue
But words cant express
How much I love you
So here is my heart
Do with it what you will
Ill be your paper
If youll be my quill
Please carve your name
Across my heart
And tell me youre mine
Like I was yours from the start
Ive said this before
And Ill say it again:
The most beautiful stories
Dont ever end
I Choose You -1-I Choose You -1-4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Leaf? Leaf, get up." I groaned, ignoring the hand that had a secure grip on my arm. "No way Mom. I'm sleeping in. It's summer." I heard a hefty sigh, and the sound of a chair being pulled up by the bed.
"Hon, now you figure out that out? It's the first day of school. Get up and dressed so that I can meet you downstairs. The bus will be here..." she trailed off, most likely to look at her watch. "In five minutes. You better hurry, unless you want Gary and his sister to drive you." Actually, that sounded very appealing. Even if I'd have to put up with Gary's girly older sister Daisy for the ten minute drive to the school, it'd be better then riding the bus with twenty-six Daisy-clones/wannabes. In fact, a drive in Daisy's sweet sixteen gift sounded more welcoming then my own grandmother's broken-down but cozy buggy.
"That sounds fine," I managed to mumble, turning over. My mom leaned closer, and I could smell her peppermint gum above me. "What was that? I didn't quite hear
Make BelieveOnly you and IMake Believe7 years ago in Other More Like This
in this make believe world
created with dreams
Only you and I
unchanging and true
I want to be with only you
You and I
In this world of Make Believe
Pianists, please be seatedPianists, please be seatedPianists, please be seated10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as I take a sledgehammer
and smash every single key
This one's for you
it's in (my) d(eath is) minor
I don't know why I'm not feeling okay
I guess it goes through everyone's head onceinawhile.
Insigficance is for those who want to be heard.
Well I don't, does that make me an artist?
I hope not.
And I'll never write another poem
take another photo
And it's all because of you,
I've lost the meaning to my life.
But that's okay, cause I never had one in the first place...