The Artist Withinshake the feelings and thoughts of despair;The Artist Within4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
throw them all onto a palette.
take a brush and stroke hues
onto your canvas,
isolating the world
until it is just you
and your creation.
watch before your eyes
as your depression
creates a new realm,
a new doorway
Shadow of the Lonesome"Hi."Shadow of the Lonesome4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The boy crouched down, staring at his shadow quizzically.
When he received no response, he frowned slightly.
"I see. You're not going to talk to me either."
He mindlessly kicked at a stray pebble, watching as it skipped across the ground. They weren't much different, he mused; both of them had been forgotten by the world.
"I don't get it."
He hung his head.
"What did I ever say?"
He clenched his fists.
"What did I ever do?"
"You're not going to listen either, are you?"
He cracked a small, pained smile.
"That's okay. Nobody does."
Of Foolish Knightly DelusionSir Myrthwchlmycmed, the Lord Dragon Hunter, had never seen a dragon much less hunted one. The court knew him as either the Knight of the Unpronounceable Name or simply as Sir Myrth. His position accorded him a great deal of respect and not a little influence in the court of the king because everyone knows that a dragon hunter is both valiant and very hard to slay.Of Foolish Knightly Delusion5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sir Myrth felt he had stumbled on a pretty opportunity when the king appointed him Lord Dragon Hunter for life. His logic seemed flawless at first glance. You see, no dragons had been reported anywhere in the kingdom for many years. If dragons had ceased to be, life for the Knight of the Unpronounceable Name would be long, pampered and prosperous. So he allowed his beautiful breastplate to tarnish and left his broadsword to languish in its sheath in a dusty corner of his attic. He became a knight in silk and velvet, forsaking steel and leather. Eating and drinking and writing simpering love poems for ladies who thought him v
Requiem for our dreamIubitule, visul nostru a murit,Requiem for our dream5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
ce facem cu el acum?
În testament scrie că nu vrea
să fie îngropat sau incinerat
şi aruncat în mare,
nu de alta, dar e prea clişeic.
Eu zic să-l criogenăm,
cine ştie, poate în viitor,
când vom avea sufletele mai avansate,
îl vom putea aduce la viaţă
şi-l vom trăi iar,
fără perfuzii sau aparate
de data asta.
Dacă nu noi,
atunci oricare alţi doi
care vor ştii că iubirea
e mai mult decât
o bancă într-un parc
şi o poveste spusă înainte de culcare.
Oglinzi sparte- Mi-ai spus că ochii ei aveau forma sufletului. Cum vine asta? Sufletul are formă?Oglinzi sparte5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
- Bine, atunci cum arată? De ce zâmbeşti? De ce dai din cap în semn că nu? Nu ce?
- Nu îţi spun.
- Complicat mai eşti şi tu, Alex. Cine să te mai înţeleagă? Haide, zi-mi, ce culoare aveau?
- Ochi în formă de suflet şi fără culoare carevasăzică Dar gene dese avea?
- Câte dorinţe am eu atâtea are ea gene să-i cadă.
- Alex eu cred că tu mă minţi, nu există asemenea ochi.
- Ba există! Ba există! I-am văzut eu! Şi m-am văzut în ei! De patru ori m-am văzut în ei, de trei ori în culori şi o dată alb negru!
- Bine Alex, te cred, nu te enerva. Dar totuşi, nu înţeleg. De ce de trei ori în culori şi doar o dată alb negru?
- Uşile din ochii ei. U
The Melting ManI sat by my window, looking out over Summer Street, from the apartment Id taken after Marys death. A potted ivy wilted on the sill - green in the center, brown around the edges. I hadn't had much luck with plants since Maryd gone. My pipe needed reaming too, but I couldnt muster the energy for even that small task.The Melting Man8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The sky was darkening with the promise of rain as I watched the strange little man who lived down the hall come darting up the walk.
No one knew who he was. He lived in our building but his mailbox was simply emblazoned Occupied. He was a small man with merry little eyes, features indistinct beneath an incredible growth of facial hair. His nose pushed out of that forest like the stump of a tree, brown and weathered like the skin on the back of his hands. He must have spent all his time in the sun. I called him Mr. Occupied for lack of a better name.
Gravity did not seem to have the same effect on him as it did on ordinary people. He walked with
SummitSummit6 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
A snowy island
adrift on a sea of clouds.
The globe spins onward.
Racii povestesc frumosiubim cu lumina aprinsă doar dacă ne ţinem ochii închişi. iubim cu sufletul în mâini şi mâinile în buzunare. iubim din buzunare. ascuns. iubim cu degetele întinse, buzele întredeschise şi urechile astupate. iubim fără să ştim de ce. iubim ca în filmele mute. iubim fără plasturi, fără haine, fără cuvinte. iubim trântind uşi şi spărgând balamale. iubim cu flori într-o mână şi regrete în cealaltă. iubim şoptit. iubim în grabă. iubim cu toate oasele. iubim cu mâinile la vedere ca să demonstrăm că nu minţim. iubim şi privim în ceilalţi, dar ne legăm la ochi când privim în noi. iubim şi oferim. nu oferim, dar suntem iubiţi. iubim azi, dar până mâine uităm. iubim cu sentimentele pe faţă. şi cu ele pe dos cRacii povestesc frumos4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Portocalele- Hai să ne jucăm portocalele.Portocalele5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
- Aş mânca... două felii de dragoste.
- De ce de dragoste şi nu de ură?
- De ce de ură şi nu de dragoste?
- Pentru că ura mi-ar ţine mai mult de foame. E mai consistentă decât iubirea, durează mai mult în timp.
- Înţeleg... Aş bea... două picături de lumină.
- De ce de lumină şi nu de întuneric?
- De ce de întuneric şi nu de lumină?
- Pentru că întunericul îmi arată doar ce vreau eu să văd. Întunericul e adevărata mea realitate.
- Înţeleg... Aş muşca... doua bucăţi din tine.
- De ce din mine şi nu din tine?
- De ce din mine şi nu din tine?
- Ca să mă conving că eşti reală.
- Înţeleg... Vreau să fiu singură.
- De ce singură şi nu împreună?
Dar plecase. Jocul s-a terminat.
Notice of Intent to StalkForm ITS1993(d)Notice of Intent to Stalk6 years ago in Humor More Like This
Notice of Intent to Stalk
Print or type name of Stalker: _____________________________
(known henceforth as STALKER)
Print or type name of person to be Stalked: __________________________
(known henceforth as STALKEE)
Please be notified that effective this date the above named STALKER has filed an official Intent To Stalk Declaration targeting the above named STALKEE in accordance with Obsessive/Compulsive Personal Pursuit Code of Conduct Act of 1993 (OCPPCCA93).
I, STALKER, hereby declare Open Season upon you, STALKEE, and pursuant to OCPPCCA93 section 1, paragraph 5 intend to engage in the following activities (check all that apply):
[ ] Watch from afar
[ ] Watch from the bushes
[ ] Watch from the window/skylight
[ ] Hide in your closet
[ ] Fold myself under your computer desk
[ ] Gaze devotedly at your sleeping form
[ ] Collect hair samples while you sleep
[ ] Bake cookies in your kitchen while you're away
[ ] Chocolat
Mai-mult-decat-prietena-taEu rămân aceiaşi, mai-mult-decât-prietena-ta.Mai-mult-decat-prietena-ta5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Cea care-ţi zâmbeşte cu un singur colţ de gură si te ţine doar de-un deget. Cea care te îmbrăţişează doar cu braţul drept şi îţi sărută doar buza de jos. Cea care te ascultă cu o singură ureche şi te reduce la tăcere cu cealaltă. Cea care te visează cu ochii închişi şi te uită atunci când îi deschide. Cea care-ţi pune întrebări dar uită să-ţi ofere răspunsuri la ale tale. Cea care te readuce la viaţă doar ca să te stingă încă o dată. Cea care te minte doar fiindcă nu ştie adevărul. Cea care speră, dar nu prea mult, şi cea care plânge, dar nu mereu.
Cea care te iubeşte, dar doar atunci când o iubeşti şi tu.
O cartela de metrouO cartelă de metrouO cartela de metrou5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
cu două călătorii - dus-întors,
dar am consumat-o amândoi...
Tu mai aveai una de rezervă,
dar eu n-am cu ce sa mă-ntorc.
Așa c-am pastrat-o amintire,
că așa sunt eu, uit mai greu...
Și-ai dispărut... și nici pa nu mi-ai mai zis,
și nu ți-a păsat că voi fi trist...
Mi-ai rupt inima-n două și-ai aruncat-o.
Eu încă mai am cartela,
nu știu de ce-am păstrat-o.
Am încercat și eu s-o rup,
și m-am jurat c-am s-o arunc,
dar mi-amintesc de primul tău sărut...
Nu vreau să uit.
CuloareNu vreau să te invit înăuntru pentru că mă tem,Culoare5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
afară plouă, pe tălpi ai regrete şi noroi,
iar locuinţa mea e încă murdară
de celălalt el.
Nu am avut timp să-l curăţ
din podea, din tapiţerii
şi din cearceafurile mele calde
pătate de dor
şi de coşmaruri.
EmptinessI stopped cleaning my roomEmptiness2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
dust lays everywhere
but I'm confident the void inside me
will suck it all in
and leave my room
Hair in the DrainHand in hand, they traced a path down to the bayou's edge, savoring their stolen moments. She smiled shyly at Rick. He returned it, hand squeezing hers briefly. Ferns whispered against their legs, nodding gently in their wake. Soil softened under their feet as they neared the water. Pools of silver gilded their sneakers. The moon had turned the bayou to milk, a gleaming mirror to the night sky. They stood transfixed for a long moment. Then Rick turned to her.Hair in the Drain5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Let's swim naked," he whispered, grinning. "Expose ourselves to the moon. Let it turn us silver too."
She shivered at the prospect, unsure. But he, already unclad, stood waist deep in the water, beckoning her.
"The water's warm."
She dragged a toe through the shallows, split the water's cool skin to penetrate its inner warmth. She dropped her shirt, slipped hesitantly out of her jeans.
"If my father finds us "
His laugh ghosted over the water as he swam further out. "There's a hundred miles of swamp. He'd never
Lord of the Rings ABCsLord of the Rings ABCs10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A is for brave Aragorn whom Arwen did admire
B is for the Balrog and dear Bilbo of the Shire
C is for the courage of the heroes in the story
D for the Dead Marshes, which the hobbitses found gory
E is for Lord Elrond and the Elvish clan he leads
F is for young Frodo and his mighty, noble deeds
G is for ol' Gandalf, little Gimili and (yuck!) Gollum
H is for Helms Deep and the battle at the bottom
I is for Isildur, too bad he kept the ring
J is jubilation at the return of the King
K is for dark Khazad-dum, where orcish evil lies
L is for *sigh* Legolas, what dreamy, crystal eyes
M is for Meriadoc, known as Merry by his friends
N is for the Nazgul, nasty creatures to the end
O is for Osgiliath, the mighty, broken city
P for Peregrin (Pippin) Took's insatiable curiosity
Q is for the quiet way of life back at Bag End
R for peaceful Rivendell and the Rohhirim that Rohan sends
S is for good Samwise, and Shelob whom he slew
(not to mention Saruma
Mother LoveMy Mother made my cardiMother Love7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And its very nice I think,
It's in my favourite colour and
My favourite colours pink.
Mummy said "Don't play near brambles
In the garden over there,
Cos they might catch on your cardi
And it might just get a tear.
But I went and played near brambles,
I went much too close to brambles,
I brushed up against the brambles and...
My cardi got a tear.
Mother made my tartan dress
With its colours green and red,
She said "Off you go and play now
But rememeber what I said.
Please don't touch the brambles
Cos you know they make a mess
And we don't want any holes
In your lovely tartan dress.
But I went up to the brambles,
I got really close to brambles,
I reached up and touched the brambles and...
The brambles tore my dress.
Mother made my lovely rag doll
With her eyes of deepest blue,
With arms and legs and hands and things
In quantities of two.
She said "Take your dolly with you
But darling please do try
And stay away from brambles,
If they scratch you, you might cry.
EvenIfYouSaid you were dying...no one would hear you.EvenIfYouSaid you were dying8 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
i dream in lovei felt your hand on me last nighti dream in love5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it was just below my rib cage, right below
the subtle bottom rib, your fingers interlaced
around the bone and gripping as if
i would turn to dust
your breath caressed my heart last night
fluttering at the nape of my neck, i could
truly feel a single strand of hair, unruly in the wind
of your exhales, unable to rest
with you so near.
i longed for the freedom to taste you
to chase you and put my hand into the cavity of your
skeleton, hold your bones and let my breath flutter across your pulsing heart.
i turned to tell you this,
but found only an imprint in my lonely sheets.
She Called Herself a Poetshe spent years telling herself that her ribcage was a keyboardShe Called Herself a Poet5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and that her body was a twisted, deformed stick, eager to be broken
and staring herself down in the mirror, she would tell herself
you. are. hideous.
she was falling in love just to fall out of it
and breaking her heart just to
experience the feeling of it falling apart
she devoted hours of each day
to convincing herself that
she walked to the wrong beat
and sang in the wrong key
and lived in a world overflowing with pain
she cut red lines across her wrists
drew crippled hearts across her walls
smeared blood across her face
because she thought it looked better than any makeup
she recorded every wrong doing against her
every insult and slander thrown her way
and she listened
until they were the only thing she ever heard
she stayed up till the earliest hours of the morning
and she cried herself to sleep when she could no longer keep her eyes
SmileSmile,Smile2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because I know you can.
Because you know that someone loves you.
I love you.
Because you're gonna go far, kid!
Because you can do great things.
And you will do great things.
Because there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
Smile, because no matter how bad it gets,
I will always be here for you.
Because you are valuable.
Because you are lovable,
Because you are capable.
Because you are beautiful,
Both inside and out.
Because you will make it through this.