Mirror Mirror on the WallYou stand in front of the mirrorMirror Mirror on the Wall4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Looking for some answers
You hope that in your reflection
You'll find some truth and clarity
Believing that life will be easier
If you saw yourself the way others did
As you stand clueless staring into the mirror
Your reflection mimics your every move
You twist your lips and fake a smile
And the world concludes that your ecstatic
You cross your brows and frown
And they assume your enraged
You force yourself a chuckle
And your counterpart copies your movement
Yet no sound comes out of it
You scream to let your agony out
yet the reflection remains speechless
You finally hold your clenched fist up
And punch the mirror with all your might
As its pieces shatter to the floor
You break yourself free from the judgment of the world
You lay your eyes on your bloody knuckles
But you smile as if you feel no pain
You finally realize that there's more to you than meets the eye
The shallow world may judge on your appearance
But only a few will truly hear
celestialI want to peel the sun from the sky and place it on my tongue, where I'll leave it to dissolve until the world's very life source is nothing but a mouthful of coppery fluid dancing with my tonsils.celestial4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I want to cram clouds into my mouth until my cheeks bulge, choke myself on them. I want to feel clouds pouring from my ears and my nose in fluffy streams, tickling the back of my throat, lovingly whispering for entrance to my padlocked heart.
When the moon comes out to play, I'll capture it in my hands, like a firefly, and I'll press my eye against a crack in my fingers to watch its star-studded wings flutter frantically against my palms.
I'll suck handfuls of stars like boiled sweets until they're fragile enough to crunch, exhale peppermint star dust into the black sugar-paper sky and laugh at the beauty of it all. I'll floss my teeth with lightning bolts, capture thunderclaps in bell jars, use rainbows as shoelaces and necklaces and bracelets.
Saturn's ring will be my own hula hoop, and I'
I got a sentence for you..Ek is lief vir jou!I got a sentence for you..4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Yes kez si'rumem!
Ya tabe kahayu!
Ami tomake bahlobashi!
Nahigugma ako kanimo!
Soro lahn nhee ah!
Ngo oiy ney a!
Tsi ge yu i
U kamakutu nu!
Ti tengu caru!
Mi aime jou!
Jeg elsker dig!
Ik hou van je!
Amin mela lle!
I love you!
Mi amas vin!
Mina armastan sind!
Eg elski teg!
Tora dost daram!
(Mä) rakastan sua!
Ik hald fan dei!
Ta gra agam ort!
Ich liebe dich!
Hoon tane pyar karoochhoon! tane chaahuN chhuN!
Aloha wau ia 'oe!
Anee ohev otakh, Anee ohevet otkha, Anee ohev otkha, Anee ohevet otakh!
Palangga ko ikaw!
Mai tumase pyar karata hun, Mai tumase pyar karati hun!
Kuv hlub koj
Nu' umi unangwa'ta!
Ég elska thig!
Palangga ko ikaw!
Saya cinta padamu!
Táim i ngrá leat!
Kimi o ai shiteru!
Fix YouI'd never met anyone as tormentedFix You4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As strange as it seems
I was intrigued
You were fascinated by me
like I was amazingly better
Nobody had treated me like that before
I was so drawn to you
I thought I could change you
help you to think
and love differently
you wouldn't let me
but I wanted to
I wanted to fix you
suicidal.it’s like she’s toeing the edge of a cliff andsuicidal.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she’s smiling and she’s deadly
and you’re standing too far back to save her
and it’s just too late because she’s about
if you want a list of reasons not to commit suicide,
here it is.
1. you have two dogs that will miss you.
they were wagging their tails and smiling
last night when they took you to the hospital
and i couldn’t find the words to tell them
that they should be quiet.
2. you have a car that you cried when you got
and you roll the windows down and blast music
whenever you pick me up from school
and i’m sorry i never sang along, but this is just to say
that you have things that still make you feel alive.
3. you have a sister that is nice about fifteen percent of the time
and loves you the rest of it. trust me, she does.
she does not remember the last time she hugged you
but she wrote about you when her teacher asked her
who her hero was.
4. mom should
MoneyBag and Debtor Part 18MoneyBag and Debtor Part 184 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The young billionaire drove slowly while listening to the radio. He enjoyed driving during the sunset makes him feels relax after a tired day at work. He usually parked his sport car near the children playground to watch the sun goes down everyday. He hummed his favorite song while watching a few kids running around with kites and other playing with the swings and slide.
"Sorry, Milo-chan." A very tiny voice came from a tree near where the car is stopped caught Reita's attention.
He walked towards the tall tree. He saw a young girl holding a small brown puppy and rubbed their nose together.
"I'm so sorry, Milo-chan. Our new apartment won't allow animal to stay there." The little girl shed her tears while looking at her puppy licking her hands. "I'm sorry that I can't take you with me but I promise that I will always remember you." She placed the vulnerable puppy into a small brown box then left it alone barking.
Reita reached for the box and looked inside it after the little gir
SeparateSeparateSeparate4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
each bit of
against the world -
for those who would
as a weapon
not a bit
not a drop,
but a flood.
cannot be defeated.
Wake Up Call 3 ToraxNaoWake Up Call 3 ToraxNao4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Nao, you've been acting strange." Hiroto said. His hands on his hips. Saga stood beside him.
Nao was sitting behind his drum set. He looked up from the snare drum and met his eyes with them.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Well not just you, Tora's been acting weird too." said Hiroto.
Nao's eyes widened some at Tora's name.
"How have we been acting strange?" Nao stared down at his drum sticks. Intentionally, he was now avoiding their eyes.
"I 'unno, you guys haven't been talking as much as you used to. When we joke around and stuff, you guys just stay quiet." Hiroto shrugged.
"And when we're with you, you talk like your normal self. But when Tora shows up, you fade out. Same thing when we're alone with him and you come in." Saga added.
They noticed Nao thought.
"And what's weirder is that this all started happening after your nose bleed incident." said Hiroto. He leaned forward and was inches away from Nao's face. "So spit it out. What happened that day."
Nao flinched. Beh
Building Castles From TrashBuilding Castles From Trash4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A creeping abyss or someone to find
a priest vowing bliss - waving a flyer.
True pride 'n' hubris is sliding in stride-
A leader a king... lays deep down inside.
I pat my own back producing a sharp pain, overcome with said pride and hubris, congratulating myself for being the best at what I do. Alright. So. Yeah. Maybe I am a dishwasher. But can I not feel pride at such a feat? Not everyone in this world can wash dishes as quickly and efficiently as myself. Maybe there are others out there better than me, and maybe their isn't but I am allowed to take pride in what I do, right?
Thinking hard about this I look over to my friend, my buddy, my pal. A marred face poked and pitted with poxlike scars carving through seas of rusty, crumbling facial hair. Hair that contrasts the black of his head and the blue of his eyes I pause for a moment and lose myself inside of that sea. I ask "On a scale of one to ten, how high are you right now." Starting to chuckle, his
happenI can seehappen5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in your eyes
and the tears
on your cheeks
while he walks
away like nothing's
I can hear you
on your bed
at an empty room
while he's asleep
as if not a thing's
I can feel you
holding back your pain
and your emotions
to explode with rage
while he goes on
with his life as if
nothing's going to
FragileGive me ten days,Fragile5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and a heartbeat that
means more than the
flux of muscle,
and I'll hold your
hand and teach you
to play piano keys
made of porcelain.
I'm not who you thinkYouI'm not who you think3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
maps don't give destinationsI stopped knowing how to respond to your twisted approach with pretty words when they made me listen with two ears, two lungs and a heart. It became habit to lose every sense except how to feel when I was near you. My fingers would form four legged spiders and reach across every expanse of your body. At times I would hold my hands up and you would hold yours. Without making skin converse with skin we still could feel every heartbeat, every breath, every future.maps don't give destinations5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My sister called us lovers in a dangerous time like that song we could never remember the name of. You said no, we're nothing like that. You said we're the cracks in the foundation, the stains in the carpet. We're all the things that will never go away, never fade. We're the connection no one expects, but the one that's impossible to create gaps in. When we are ten feet apart with a crowd setting the barrier,somehow it feels like we're holding hands with red ribbons attached to our wrists.
When we're lying under thin blanket
WastelandThey told me how winterWasteland5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
strung the skyline with garlands of
stars and staccato limbs, and how
the night air bit chapped lips. And
they told me
how these lips
sung as spring spun
sweet silence in a three
four tempo, lullabying the days
that crept like chloroform across their eyes. And how
summer sighed, and
collected their sleepdust where
the air ran low beneath the
rushes, the grasses, scratching
whispers into the sunlight, feathered
with dreams. And
they told me how autumn
was absent - still
broken from the fall. But no
body thought to tell me how
nature is shelved and flawed;
how time lags; and how
the seasons can be thrown away
in plastic bags.
Fanservice video with supriseFanservice video with suprise4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
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It's That Easy"You're beautiful."It's That Easy4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"... Wait, that's all? You're not going to deny it?"
"But... but you're not going to tell me that I'm blind, and that you're not all that beautiful?"
"Oh, well that was easy."
"... You're weird."
OceanA pit of seething angerOcean5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
lies beneath an ocean
As liquid ice
A sudden spindrift
as another ocean's wave,
convinces the world
but monsters live
in the pit,
Sing me to sleep.Yet we cross once moreSing me to sleep.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the borders of reality
in search for a meaning
to wake up once more
and endure the pains
of what lies ahead.
Sing me to sleep.
And the song went on and on
like a broken record,
waiting for something
to stop its melody
and change to a new tune.
The possibilities here
are infinite, unlike
there, where speaking out
is ignored and masked.
Here, I lay everything
and control what's
my imagination, my fantasy,
So once more,
sing me to sleep
until I've slept over and over
in a dream
that leaves me covered in it
unable to wake up
and face tomorrow.
The Illusion of TimeSome say time exists only in the mind, that it is the greatest illusion . And yet for those unforgivenly ravished by time, it is the stone hardened reality of life's essence, something who's existence can't be argued, as it is plainly proved with a mere glimpse in the mirror .The Illusion of Time4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
And yet, for those who can step beyond the curtain, who can step into the backroom and witness the mechanics of how time coils around itself, how it traverses the inner spaces of hearts, encompassing everything, everyone How it is time that is the thread that links the universe, holding all things in perfect harmony with fragile gossamer, until it's time to cut the chord and find eternity.
All that's been said can be seen as truth, unless you're thrown in the current of time like two birds from the hands of a grand illusionist.
In time, they'd grown to accept the petrified state of the ungraspable abstract, time, that the two forevers effortlessly flew amidst and in between like the flow of time
SacrificeYou are goneSacrifice4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but I remain
alone and mourning
I would devour the earth
I would drink the seas dry
I would burn the sky
and boil all human tears to nothing
I would put out the stars
I would spit on the sun
and salt my wounded eyes
to touch your hand once more.
But I am a servant
a child of dust
with no power to touch the sky.
So I will touch my heart instead
and since you cannot come back to me,
I will go to you, my hope
touch my heart and still it,
and I will come to you.
Surprise Birthday GuestSurprise Birthday Guest4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She glanced at the sparkling pair of black eyes ,staring straight at her , gaining all the attention from the popular 'Flirt Prince' in the school was making her a little nervous. That shining lips ring was getting closer at her, she wanted to lean forward to have a taste on that luscious lips but too bad she was all pinned on the wall by him.
"Kuniko-chan." Oh god, his hot whisper that can melt anyone's heart.
"What it is, Aoi-kun?" She asked with sight looking at the other direction, didn't dare to look into that sexy black eyes. Is too seductive for her to handle and it might end up causing some 'unwanted activity' to go on in the storeroom.
"I'm having a birthday party on this Thursday so I was thinking of inviting you."
She stared at him with disbelief eyes, "You're inviting me to your party?"
The soft pink lips parted to reveal a straight row of white teeth in a grin. "Well I will never miss the hottest girl in school in my guest list."
"I will come, Aoi-kun." She acc
EdenEden5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Though parting is such sweet sorrow
I gaze at you from Eden and pray for you a better tomorrow
Now in death I take my eternal leave
I will always be waiting for you here as I am your Adam and you my Eve
The fruits here taste exquisite and are covered in morning dew that drips
But nothing tastes or feels any better then when you and I press our lips
Because even in paradise without you I feel deprived
But on that fateful day once you have arrived
I will wear my wedding day suit with my tie neatly set
You will be wearing the outfit on the day we both first met
Will lye together in Elysian Fields as the grass tickles our feet
My hands cupping your face with palm to cheek
There will be bubbles floating around us each encasing our memory
Will pop your favorite moment and live that day temporarily
Will hold hands under the canopy where trees droop and lay low
At night will be mystified by the brilliant light of our halos
Will toss our beach ball back and forth as your laugh to my ear is blis