A Silent Exclamation Mark"They're arguing again," Said the boy, "My parents always argue. If their relationship was punctuation, then theirs would be an Exclamation Mark. I'm quite sure of it."A Silent Exclamation Mark4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The girl, who was sitting on the garden wall beside him, giggled, "How can you compare love to grammar...? The two things are very different."
"Not to grammarians!" pointed out the boy, "No, it can. You see, my mum and dad are always arguing but never seriously and at the end they always kiss and laugh about it. Go on, think on it, what would your parents be?"
The girl's smile slid like a tear from her face, "My parents would be a question mark," she murmured softly, "Ever since my mum got ill my dad doesn't seem to love her anymore..."
The frosty breeze blew. No one spoke.
"I'm sorry," whispered the boy at last, sobriety weighing down heavily on his otherwise youthful words.
"Don't be," she replied with a plastered on grin, "I li
Goodbye..I guess it was the very pretence, that you believed to know exactly what I was feeling, that had me in utter disbelief. You left me, so how was it possible that my pain could ever seem significant to yours. Don't get me wrong.... I am not suggesting that it was easy for you to say goodbye to me, but it was I who was left standing in the rain, watching your back as you walked away, my tears mixing with the wet drops of a summer storm and my heart lying in a thousand, unseen pieces...Goodbye..5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My feet could not move.
I stood motionless and without feeling.
It was as if I was outside myself looking at some-one else.
My hair was tangled and wet about my shoulders and the eyes that were staring into the distance after you were red and full of pain. My mouth was open but no words could escape. It felt as if they were trapped within my throat and strangling me into silence.
This was exactly how I had dreamt my life
We Can Fly From HereWe Can Fly From Here5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Up in the sky,
The birds fly,
The songbird sings in foreign ancient tongue,
The sky moving,
The clouds perk,
The bird flies away.
The sun calls our name,
We chase the light,
We cross the bridge that connects us,
Breaking the barrier that divided us.
We climb our favourite apple tree,
To kiss the sun,
The wind touching us,
Gentle wind singing,
The rain dousing us in love.
Our mind, body and soul are free,
We run towards freedom,
We can fly from here
Do not pity meI do not need your pity.Do not pity me5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Just because I cannot have what you are receiving, does not make me a lesser person. It only means that my life is taking different turns to yours. Everyone is different and makes different decisions. Just because my choices are different to yours does not mean that you have the right to look down on me.
You may think that my choices have made me bitter. Maybe they have. Time will tell if you are right.
But do not pity me my choices. They are MY choices and mine alone.
Letters Of LoveFrom the moment I turned on you,Letters Of Love5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've felt deserving of death,
For my feelings are and have been true,
I scream your name under every breath,
I see your smile in my mind as vivid as a photo,
I could sketch you purely from memory,
Outline all of your striking glow,
But for acceptible ability,
Though these letters of love may fall before blind eyes,
It's for you I still write,
Praying you dont think they're lies,
That one day I may hold you tight,
But now I Fear to say those words in my head,
That may push you away so far,
But I'd rather see my blood shed,
Than to deny my feelings for you,
You're the first I've ever felt this strong for,
Let's make one last fight,
to open the door once more,
And make it right
TreesTrees4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The secret life
of elm and oak
and thin white poplars -
on a winter night,
grazing the moon
like tapers in December.
I smell earth -
peat and cedar
and the indulgent bulge
crafting the air
like a smith
lost in his work.
Chestnuts bear an offering
and the yearning pall
of pine scents the sky
till it's thick with resin.
And they gather
with boughs and limbs
bent like priests at play,
roots tight as ancient drums
to ruminate on stories,
sinewed in fragrant bark
making merry where
the green bends back
Earth Mother EarthEarth Mother Earth5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mihalis awoke in the morning,
The morning dew kissed the flower as it bloomed,
The young Elf plays his Harp
As his ears were sharp,
He heard the march
The Earth gives us life,
The water sings to us,
Takes us to lands afar,
The wind guides us,
The sun controls us,
The God of Light smiles upon us
Waiting for us to taste the fruit of the Suntree
Earth Mother Earth,
Save our children,
Save our voice,
Save our land
Earth Mother Earth,
Save us from man
YouYou can't write a poem when you are in love--You7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not in the sense of trying to capture what you feel,
What you see, what you desire because there is only so much that can be said.
A simple syllable which grabs the tongue in a choke-hold,
Suffocates the senses and drowns out any other thoughts of logic,
Until every math equation, grammatical structure, and fine pieces of literature
DriftwoodDriftwood3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
around the dawn
as if begging
for a favor,
so smooth and sharp
worn bare by August -
a mermaid's rib
rubs salt from sand,
the battering lilt of seagulls
against the summer sun.
OCDOutstanding in every aspect of friendship.OCD8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Compassionate to every person you come in contact with.
Delightful to be around, no matter what.
Open hearted and non judgemental,
Caring so loyally for the ones you love.
Devoted to helping other with no ifs, ands or buts.
Overtly sensitive to those in need.
Considerate and helpful, more so than anyone.
Daily doses of you are needed to no end.
Obsessive only in the kindness of your heart.
Compulsive only in the way you'll drop everything for the ones you love.
Disorder only reigns in the chaos of your friends.
So many negative aspects associated with OCD,
but you overcome to make positives instead.
No mater how uncomfortable you get,
not a mean or horrid word is said.
You keep your cool
no matter how much you're stressed,
and those who know you,
are indeed truly blessed.
No Fairy TalesHow do I start this note? Perhaps it is not even a notefor a note brings to mind something short, sweet, to the point. A note is something you wish to receivea simple reminderbut this is not a reminder. This is not a tender little moment which I stick these words to a post it note and leave somewhere in an area thats obvious, but not. Something when you find it, it brings a smile to your face. This is not that type of note.No Fairy Tales8 years ago in Teen More Like This
Perhaps then I should call it a letter, but a letter seems formal. A letter is trying to capture the news, recalling memories, requesting information, and my ideas do not seem to circulate around any of those. Though, I do suppose it would be nice to hear what is going on in your life, I believe your sweet fingers should not be wasted on writing such a reply to me. Save their strength for a true note to a person who wishes to receive a letter or noteone which brings a smile to their face. I am not that
Ethical DefianceJanuary 1991, New Island Laboratory, KantoEthical Defiance7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A fairly young-looking man, perhaps in his early twenties, stood in a fairly large room filled with large tubes, wires, and countless computers. He was standing in front of an odd-looking Pokémon, floating in a large tube with some sort of orange fluid in it, wires connected to every part of its body. He pushed a lock of brunette hair away from his eyes, resting a hand on the glass cylinder, and sighed.
The last one Youre the last one, Myuutsu, he thought, a frown pulling at his lips. Only last week, the failed clones had died, not strong enough to go through with the cloning process. They had been a Bulbasaur, a Charmander, a Squirtle, and a human girl, who they had called Ai.
Bill removed his hand, walking over to a good-sized computer. Myuutsu had been developing nicely the past few days, however traumatized the young Pokémon had seemed at Ais death. He couldnt help but wond
The MirrorIm sick of this.The Mirror8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hear you talking, but Im no longer listening.
Your voice is just a high pitch whine.
I pick up on the anger.
I pick up on the frustration.
But the truth is:
I dont care anymore.
What is it that youre saying?
Im a failure again.
I dont need a reminder
For each time I disappoint you.
The room would be filled with stick-it notes
And hateful delusions.
Entering the twilight zone
But were not getting off the ride when it ends.
What do you want from me?
You get down on your knees
And youre pleading.
Oh, do you think the world is listening?
Your words far more superior
Im the inferior.
Ive been told.
Lay down my shirt over a puddle so you can cross it
Lay bare and nakedIm open to the world
And you hate it.
Truth is I hate it too.
So what are we going to do about it?
Nothing. Whats the point?
Were just going backwards instead.
Everyone else has bigger problems. I know.
And when you
The shield.The shield.5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Come take my hand
And leap with me
We'll fly through the moonbeams
And land safely
Into your nightmares
But I'll be your shield
I'll shine away the demons
And kiss away your fears
We'll jump from that vantage point
And fly through the stars
Don't be afraid to touch them
Only I will they harm.
So come take my hand
And walk along with me
I'll give you the petals and keep the thorns;
Only I will have to bleed.
I Like ItI Like It8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I like it hard
I like it rough
Constantly cant get enough
I like it cold
I like it worn
Leave me lying sore and torn
I like it best when youre on top
With my arms pinned back in lust
I like it when I shout and scream
When tears and blood start to stream
But most of all I love it when
I say no, you hear again
The Curse.Only in the darkness can you see the stars, they say.The Curse.6 years ago in Historical More Like This
But there are no stars to be seen in the crypt of St. Vitus Cathedral, only the fleeting shadows of long gone kings and saints, delving in the sacred grounds of the old pagan sanctuary that christian priests claimed as their own long time ago.
This is a place of power, vows and ancient knowledge.
And you should have known. You should have listened to Heinrich, the quiet master of old, occult lore. He knows that some powers are no folkloric tales, no propaganda tools to beguile the simple-minded. They are real. You, the young neo-pagan god of death, wearing the black-and-silver of the Thunder God, warrior rings on your fingers like the Norse warlords of old, you should have known that some ancient things are better left undisturbed. That their golden shine is just a trap for fools, eye-candy for those always eager to reach out for Fortune and Glory - two unfaithful mistresses that drag you into their arms but are only deciet and lies
Ten1.Ten5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do not leave me. Do not give up the fight. Stay with me. Stay here. Stay where you are loved and cherished. I know I do not say it enough. I know affection does not run deep through the branches of the trees. But you are the trunk that holds everything togetherwithout you, we are just leaves and branches that will fall apart. I do not know how to survive yet without you.
A broken heart never has to harden over the scarsafter many letdowns, I will still cherish love as if I had never loved before.
Whatever you dodo not lie, do not try to coax me with false invitations, do not try to sound sweetshow it. Show me. Do it. So many times secrets have been exchanged, promises made in vain, and it gets tiring after hearing the same... over and over again. So glad to have found you...
Am I good enough? I feel I have more than I deserve and am not doing enough to deserve it.
Comfort zones created in enclosed spaces, shut out the world, even as it banged agai
A Voice in the Wind - 23Chapter 23 - Perfect, Part 3A Voice in the Wind - 234 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The branch bounced once, rattling the leaves around him. He knew it was careless, but he wasn't slowing down. Knees buckled, he launched into the darkness towards the next limb.
Katsuro hoped he could still catch her tonight. It was so late, it would be a miracle really. But she'd waited this late before, he told himself. That thought alone kept him pushing off the branches with greater force. Hoping against hope that she would still be there.
Her missions were carrying her farther afield, for longer periods of time. Which was sometimes great, but sometimes hard. Like tonight.
He'd had to scramble to get this last job done, then cross the vast dark countryside to get to her. And even now, he didn't know if he'd make it in time.
He creaked onto a branch then shot off again, shuddering the tree's canopy in his wake.
But if she was out there, waiting for him, he knew now he'd go to any length to see her. This partnership with Sakura was mesmerizing. He
Second Chance Chpt 1Chapter 1Second Chance Chpt 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Darkness. Nothingness. No sound perpetrated the black void of space, no living thing moved about. Nothing, except for a lonely pink bubble that seemed to orbit the planet below it. Inside slept a small, light-pink feline. Mew was her name. She has stood watch over all creation since its very beginning. No, she was not the creator, but merely a being lesser than such, for she was an Angel. She was given the authority to come to the aid of those who needed it; however, the world of Pokémon was usually peaceful.
Most Pokémon and humans were capable of defending themselves, so while her interventions did happen, they did not occur very frequently. It was usually when a war of some kind broke out, or when one species became too powerful or began to misuse its power, that Mew would come down and bring an end to it. Of course, violence was not the only reason for her to pay Earth a visit.
To her, new life was a beautiful thing, and when she isn't occupied with some struggl
Last PlaceI guess last place is not so bad;Last Place7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The scenery is nice while everyone else is running by.
Watching the crowd cheer as people run pass the ending line,
Seeing the celebration while still being on the clock.
So easily forgotten when you're not first, second...third...
Even if you were only a half a second short,
A different name will be screamed; and you're just not the one.
Makes me stop and wonder, what is truly the point?
I hang back purp
SlowlyPunish meI've been feeling too much,Slowly5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm out of line for thinking about you all the time.
I just cannot help it but once my mind starts,
it ends up communicating all this to my heart,
and once my heart gets goingthat's when I know
it's time to be locked up because I cannot be stopped.
So break out the handcuffs, grab the rope,
find a room to throw me in and lock the door,
I don't care what you do with the keyI'm no longer safe,
I'll keep coming for you, I'll keep confessing my love,
I'll do anything for you, until you wish I had never
learned your name, felt your pain, knew you at all.
But can I be blamed for your heart is so kind and sweet?
I've developed a sweet tooth, but it can only be satisfied by you,
and I do not mean to be so forward, but I am needing my fill,
my mind just will not be silentnot until...
I have a taste, of your lips, of your tender embrace...
You make me feel like a little girl
with a crush on her next door neighbor--
always in sight, alw
Claws OutA craving never satisfiedClaws Out5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because once desires are given
the hunger just grows stronger,
out of control,
a small spark turned into a fire,
we should have stopped
before the match had been struck
when our eyes met
it should have been 'no'
instead of 'yes'
before our lips met
we should have turned away--
before our hands touched
we should have said goodbye...
because now we started the world turning
in the opposite direction
because now we are united
as we pull together...
are you pleased by the pain?
Or shall I bite harder?
tell me again about heavenit's like warm handstell me again about heaven6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
after a day out in the cold.
Loving, tender, and smooth,
aching, floating, alive
yet suspended in alternating time.
Where one second becomes two hours
and we're running late
because these hands--
are all I need
The KissEveryone else seems to have it when you don'tThe Kiss8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Holding hands, laughing, smiling, but you won't.
Watching the world fall in love with each other
But its an odd number and you're out.
Even the birds are singing harmony of love
Young children are experimenting with their lips in the park.
Everyone is holding on to one another it seems
But you're left in the darkness, holding on to dreams.
How many wishes must you make on each star?
Time wasted--you're not getting very far.
All you want is that one kiss that wakes you
From this nightmare and out of this reality.