First to Fall Well it’s that time again, as the outside temperature gets colder and I can stand to be here no longer. I know the onslaught that devastates my kind is coming soon enough and I can’t afford to be late for my demise. Ironically, it is my turn to usher in this new era of death and decay alone. I will be the first to fall.First to Fall3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My family eagerly awaits my fall as I look around at all of them. We’re all identical to some degree, I feel. Sure, everyone around these parts are just inbred copies of each other, we all look alike in some aspects, but I guess that’s just genetics. I look around as my flesh starts to lose it’s lustrous color, fading into a dingy, dirty yellowish color. Is this what dying really felt like? I see my brothers and sisters around me, bits and parts of their bodies were already undergoing this change, but I guess I’m the unfortunate one to be the first one to have this co
It LingersLying in shadows cast by the moonIt Lingers5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Reluctantly creeping back to my room
Waking to promises of the perfect day
"Just one more kiss" was all I could say
I lay there in silence, inhaling your scent
The landlords were coming, so away you went
Those days spent living a lucid dream
Launched my new life, how different it seemed
Lying in bed, wishing to stay
The plane ride home: I cried the whole way.
Your scent on my skin lingered a while
I spent that whole day forcing a smile
Sadness and joy made my tears flow
As I gazed at the ocean, so far below
Your endless blue eyes can take me away
In just a few years, forever we'll stay
Locked in perpetual love till the end
Till the laws of society finally bend
For now we're locked in our separate cells
Temporarily living our personal hells
As I lay here in silence, I remember your scent
Still here it lingers, long after I went.
I'll love you forever, and so it shall be.
And I'll remember your face till it's all that I see.
The Day Before Judgement Night The day of salvation has begun, sadly. The hours of Judgement day were starting soon, and I had little time to see my love, Sibyl. I ran through the black forest, a maze of black bark, black leaves, black branches, and blacker earth not towards the land of salvation, but moreover the land of damnation.The Day Before Judgement Night3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Blood-moon castle was a jail, but not just a jail for criminals and thieves, but a prison of the damned and the final resting place for the forsaken: a holding-cell for those poor souls that are possessed by the devil's minions, or those who renounced their salvation; many called it the house of heretics, but this demonic house held what was closest to me. I arrived at a clearing, a wet, muddy field where the evils can be felt in the ground beneath me; a place where the faint scent of rain-water is the only peace one feels as the sounds of pain and suffering crowd the air like an orchestra of
Thin LinesHave you ever wondered,Thin Lines5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
or even pondered,
What it's like to cross the line?
That thin white line?
Between body and mind?
Between space and time?
Between death and life?
Between peace and strife?
Ever considered crossing that line?
Such a thin line,
Between right and wrong?
Between noise and a song?
Between love and hate?
Between chance and fate?
Walking from white to black,
Or even considering to cross back?
Ever wanted to see
From prose to poetry?
From dream to reality?
From darkness to light?
From suffering to delight?
From joy to sorrow?
From today to tomorrow?
Have you ever wondered,
Has the thought ever thundered,
As to where these lines are?
Where they stretch, and how far?
They lay as you say!
Define it! Chaos and dismay!
Perception is yours to command,
Take this thought, and expand.
LxLight Heaven and Hell part 1His vision was distortedLxLight Heaven and Hell part 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He was corrupted by power
And soon he began to fight for his world
There had been fights of willpower, fights of stratagems, fights of fists
And then there was death.
Ugh what happened? The boy began to stir as he sat up, Where am I? Light Yagami, the boy who tried to become God and had failed, was just waking up after an intense situation. How did I get here? I dont remember coming here. Light looked around, but all he was able to see was emptiness, blankness, nothingness. All I remember is- The boy just realized . he was dead. No I-I failed I failed to bring a new world to my people. No, this-this just cant be happening! I was supposed to be God! In a perfect world! I was cleansing that world, this isnt right! Light shouted into the empty space.
Damnit, this wasnt supposed to happen. Light began to rant now, Damn
John Tie - My LoveWhen I looked into your eyesJohn Tie - My Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I just flew away form here
Where there's nobody except us
Where there's nobody will never find us
Today is the day when we walk together again
Your beautiful eyes, I will never forget them
I look at them and see
A huge field of flowers and birds
It is without sadness and sorrow
Without all this things that we're ignoring
When we were turned in that slow dance
I thought about how you are tasty smell
Your hair was so beautiful and Bright
I enjoyed all of the words
Which you whispered for my side
Let's be together, let us for a long time
I love you, be only mime
Do you Remember this summer,
we were told that we're brother and sister?
Perhaps it is true, because I love you so much like no one before
I won't to know what will happen tomorrow
I won't even to think about it,
But I know that all will be well
Once again we'll be on that field
When there's no sadness and sorrow
No all this things that we're ignoring
When we were turned in that slow dance
I thought ab
A PLEADA PLEAD2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
O dear God!
These are hard times
And they are here to test us
I know You put burden on us sometimes
Burden enough that we could carry
But dear GOD we are too weak
To withstand these miseries
And I know that there are people
Who are going through worse than us
I am not complaining
I am just requesting
And I am pleading to You
Ease away our pain
Turn our miseries into blessings
We are all aware
That you love Your creations
We humans are Your most beautiful creation
I know You will never turn down our prayers
You never did
O dear GOD
Listen to our plead
We don't have enough strength left . .
The WolvesTheir enchanting voicesThe Wolves10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cry to the crystal moon
As light of silver
Descends with grace
The pale river sparkles
It shivers uncontrollably
Chilled by their cries
Time is frozen
The moment slowly fades
The wolves prowl restlessly
Calling to each other
A song of wonder
Fills the air
None have heard it before
Though it is as ancient as the moon
Brilliant Innocence -3-Chapter Three: Kerrie BeachBrilliant Innocence -3-4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
His arms enveloped me as I inched closer to him. A warm pair of lips pressed against mine as a hand trailed up my back. A familiar aroma fills my nostrils as our lips moved as one. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I begin wonder who it was I had been kissing. His hands trailed back down as he leaned in closer for a deeper kiss. My back presses against a hard cover, causing me to desperately try to open my eyes. Suddenly his lips were lost to me. He had pulled back, stroking my hair. I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he sung silently in my ear. My eyes cracked only slightly to reveal to me black hair.
I suddenly awoke to the warm comfort of Ronan's arms. Had I dozed off with Ronan by the tree? A cool breeze sent chills down my spine, causing me to scoot closer to Ronan's chest. Just then, I had realized we still had a mission to do. I carefully removed Ronan's arms from around my waist and shoulders, getting up on my knees to awaken him.
Adrenaline AddictionThe first thing on my mind in the morning used to be getting thatAdrenaline Addiction4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
That natural rush you get doing something outragiously
In the summer I'd do the scaryest things I could think of only to end up with a few cuts and the need to do it
I had to become
A primal urge told me I needed this to survive.
INSTINCT - my weakness .
Following my gut instinct because it felt right; others neglected they're own.
I remember everything, yet nothing-
And I still get by in what we call "life".
But it isn't really life, we aren't really living;
We're trapped -cagged- by our
...Or lack of.
We say we're free, but are we really?
Do we anymore freedom than a zoo animal?
They belong in the wild; they're WILD life.
A wild-life, yes that's what I want,
What I need.
I belong to them; they are part of my domain.
Where we all belong, the wild.
Therapy, Take One: BakuraTherapy, Take One: Bakura10 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"So, Bakura-san. How are you feeling today?"
The thief's eye twitched. "I'm sitting in therapy. My hikari and his idiot gumi have nullified my powers until the end of this session. And I have been trapped in a hunk of gold for FIVE THOUSAND YEARS! How do you think I feel!?"
The therapist blinked. "Your... powers?"
"Don't ask," he snapped.
Again the therapist blinked, before scribbling something down on her pad. Bakura squinted, trying to read the kana upside-down. 'Delusions of grandeur,' he made out.
"I AM NOT DELUSIONAL!" he barked.
"Of course you aren't," Dr. Hio agreed with a falsely sweet smile. Bakura glowered at her.
"Now," she continued. "You mentioned something about... five-thousand years...?"
"Yes," he spat. "That's how long it's been since I died in Egypt."
"Ohh, so you've been having past-life experiences then?" she asked with wide, falsely curious I-really-don't-think-you're-a-nutcase eyes.
His own eye twitched. "I
Brilliant Innocence -1-Chapter One: The beginningBrilliant Innocence -1-4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Maybe it'd be best If we never met "
Short violet hair that flew perfectly, reaching her shoulder. Violet chibi eyes matching perfectly with her hair tone. Friends who were supportive and teasing no matter what had threatened to interfere. This girl and her faithful buddies were on a mission. A dangerous mission which hadn't ensured they'd come back alive, yet they were willing to die trying. Nonetheless, she and her friends remained cheerful as they advance toward what could be their last journey. The girl reveals herself to be Arme. Her friends: Lire the Archer, Elesis the knight, Ronan the spell knight and Ryan the Druid. And their mission: Destroy Kaze'aze no matter what the cause.
Kaze'aze, sometimes known as Jin Kaze'aze, and entitled the Queen of Darkness, is the major antagonist behind the scenes. She is the main reason for war and her reign of tyranny must be stopped. Arme realizes the urgency of this mission and even though it
GC High Episode 1GC High Episode 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
GC High Episode 1: The Class
It was a bright Monday morning and the first day of high school for the red haired pony- tailed girl, who was now rushing out of their house.
"Have you got everything?!"
"Then hurry up or you'll be late!!"
"Way ahead of you! Bye, Mama!!"
"See you, Elesis!!"
Leaving the house in a grubby condition, Elesis ran along the sidewalk, it really was a fine day but it was a drag that Elesis is late, she doesn't want to be late, like in grade school. It was her problem that also affects her performance in school. So after her graduation, she vowed that she will never be late ever again.
"But *pant* from the looks of it *pant* I'm going to be*pant* late again!!"
Luckily, she was able to reach the gate of the school and the start of the entrance ceremony for the 1st year students. Students were all lined up and were singing the school hymn. Elesis tip-toed to the line of the 1st year girls and was surprised when she heard someone call her.
"You're lucky y
Brilliant Innocence-2-Chapter two: SieghartBrilliant Innocence-2-4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Oh asteroids for the stars above Heed my call! Trample upon my enemies! Meteor!!"
Well, they had made it to the outer wall of serdin. Orcs invaded the walls like flies to garbage. Heavenly asteroids trampled around the orcs that had infiltrated the outer wall. Once they had completely disintegrated, the group began to relax.
"God I hate orcs!" Elesis exclaimed, leaning back on a tired Ronan. Ryan and Lire were resting by a nearby tree while Arme stood panting. Suddenly, she felt like an outsider. 'Everyone is resting with someone but me! Not that I care ' She thought to herself.
"Arme...Can't you heal us? We don't have time to be resting. We have to hurry and clear out all the orcs before the reach Serdin!" Ronan said, wiping sweat from his forehead. Elesis was leaning on his back and he fanned herself with a nearby leaf. "Besides, I think Lire and Ryan are getting too cozy by that tree."
Lire's head was rested on Ryan's shoulder. Both w
Bombshell'Dad, I'm pregnant.'Bombshell8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
His first instinct was to drive to Mark's house and beat the shit out of him. He did, and then went straight back home. She was standing in the driveway.
'Dad! What have you done?'
He opened the door. The first thing to catch his eye was the calendar.
Shit. April first.
MemoriaA battle they don’t seeMemoria2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The war of memory
The struggle to suppress
These seconds of duress
Along with these moments
Longing for lost enchantments
Wishing to forget
To get lost in the net
Then this tale could fade
Slip into a dark shade
Giving us another chance
Another try at our dance
If memory was merciful
We would simply forget
And if time was remorseful
Regret and hope could offset
We could get lost in the glory
We could live another story
Without painful memory
Connecting you to me
Love, when you're fifteenLove, when you're fifteen8 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We crushed ourselves together, as one, and not for the first time. We imagined and believed ourselves to be in love as much as fifteen-year-olds do, and thought that love in our hearts meant that we needed to consummate it with our bodies. So we were in my bed, pressed together, in love, in lust, happy to be alive and together.
Love, when you're fifteen, means he carries your books and sits next to you at lunch. You think you know everything and no one can prove you otherwise. Love, when you're fifteen, means he calls you when you're babysitting and that you understand when his mother makes him go to church on a Friday night. It means you forgive him when he gives a "pity kiss" to the other girl who likes him, even though you know better. Love, when you're fifteen, means going all the way.
So we did, and the first time it hurt. But after that it was fun, and we did it as often as we could get away from our parents. And I loved him, really I did, but in the back of my head I knew we wer
UnsolidUnsolid2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even when I'm at my weakest
I still lend you my strength
Even when my eyes are their darkest
I still look out for you the best way I can
I'm not the hero of the day
I just know what's right
I'm not some selfless saint
Someone has to bear the light
I don't expect any praise
All my deeds are of the same kind
I need not your thanks
No relief can fill this void in my life
No rest for the wicked / No love for the abandoned
No hope for the innocent / No pain for the departed
I'll give you my all / I'll rise while I fall
I'll answer your call / I'll serve until there's no pulse
I'm not looking for acknowledgment
Remember not my face
I don't consider labels an accomplishment
Forget to speak of my name
I will leave none a victim of relinquishment
You will not witness that pain
I'm merely here to cure the inhumane infections
For we are all one in the same
Even when all seems hopeless
I will come to turn the tides
Even when I'm left powerless
I will always be
mister bubblesGood girls gather, gathermister bubbles4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Gather for Daddy
Daddy has to be big and strong to protect me
They can't touch Mister B
Not as long as I'm around
I need more angels
To gather for Daddy
Pretty little angels they are
This one isn't an angel!
He was just pretending!
Daddy, help me!
Don't let him hurt me!
Reverberates on the ground
Through the broken city
And Daddy is on the ground
Wake up, Mister B
Who will take care of me?
That new Daddy?
But I don't like him
Because he's not you
He's not you, Mister Bubbles
He never will be
ReportReport4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Not good enough!"
I watch the red lines appear as if I'm not doing it
As if I'm not there
I can't feel the metal anymore
I'm too far gone
This is the end
I've been through too much
And be happy
Yeah, what of it?
I can't feel anything
All the time
Except when I hurt
Arms getting weak
Pale white skin
With strawberry gashes all over
Can't go on anymore
Nothing to do but lie here
Hope I stain the carpet
So they'll always remember
I was here
I was alive
His Perfection.His Perfection.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I took the hard fall
I guess I was foolish to think you cared at all
You took all of my dreams, all of my things,
And my family.
You took them because they counted on me
Your face is so evil I come undone
My insides tell me to run
You were the best person I knew at the time
How can all of that change?
I had you but I didn't think that
I would've let you go
Don't you give up on me this time
I will be all that you need
Give me more than just one day
Don't throw me away
We'd be fine if you could only see
You don't have to give up on me
Who are you now?
I've never seen this side of you before
This side of you is always mean
Through these rough miles, I don't what life is mine
I'm not sad when I think of you now
I'm actually glad that you gave up on me
I now have something better,
And he cares more than you ever did
You can't mount to him in anyway.
Anybody could try but they will never come close to his
Valentine fanficAbout Doctors And People Who CareValentine fanfic4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"The Doctor." Sherlock's voice sounded from the sofa.
"What?" John voiced his confusion as he stepped over the threshold, stripping from his thick jacket. "Have you been watching TV again? Doctor Who?"
"No, 'The Doctor'," Sherlock repeated, sitting up and meeting John's gaze.
Sherlock was in his bathrobe, the grey pajamas underneath and a messy 'in-need-of-a-brush' mop of dark curls on top of his head. It had once again been boring for weeks. As if for once people couldn't find the need to bash each other in the heads due to spats over family Christmas diner.
John tucked the newspaper under his arm so he could move whatever had been placed on his chair. Some books about human anatomy and deformations and something that was currently wrapped in plastics and looked worryingly much like a thick boomerang yes, a boomerang, no arm, definitely not an arm.
"What's this about, Sherlock? You hardly ever repeat yourself." John sat down on the