ProtectorAllow me to sing for those lost voices.Protector4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Allow me to be the choice for the lost choices.
Allow me to be question and answer. For a life,
I'll water your flowers along your several towers,
Protecting heart and soul from those unwanted.
From those curses unneeded and scars not to be
Forever on your skin. Never to fit in. In your decent picture.
In those fixtures of porcelain upon your face. Who would want to deter,
From a beauty that can't be any more natural than this. Than you.
Upon my cradling will that dances only for your ever lasting smile.
Ever-living only for my protection. The protection that would die first,
Before it leaves. Before it ceases from those precious lips whispering,
Longing inspiration in my wanting of you.
Of my tender caress of love upon those glistening eyes as I kiss your quiet mind to sleep.
Promising you, all of me, to keep those nasty dreams far from those clouds in the night sky
Once I feel you in a truly deep sleep, I'll join you. Right by you
Ungrateful FriendshipUngrateful Friendship3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I won't cry
I'll be fine
It's not a lie
And I keep forcing these lines
Into this shattered mind of mine
Is this friendship a lie?
I cared about your feelings...
When did you ever care for mine?
When did you ever ask what went through my mind?
When were you there when i needed a shoulder to cry!?
Never. That's what it seems like...
Now that you have hurt this heart of mine
No tear will fall down these cold dry eyes.
What kind of friend are you!?
Making me want to die...
Making me feel like... slithing my wrists, into slices.
Making me want no more of this ungrateful life!
No pitty from you is desired.
It's unwanted. And so am I...
So when I'm needed,
Whenever your life falls apart
I will not be by your side.
Not in this life;
I will be
nowhere to be seen.
But perhaps I'll be here
in the afterlife we will live in
If all this hurt and anguish have left from within me- by then.
GoldenChild and SilverChild NHChapter 9: "Disturbia"GoldenChild and SilverChild NH3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hinata, Naruto, and Naruko were on their way to Lady Tsunade's mansion. It wasn't too far from the Kingdom of Konoha, really. Actually, it was just outside of the kingdom's capital. Surprisingly, they've met up with Sasuke, Sakura, and Itachi at the mansion.
"Hey, Dope," greeted Sasuke to the blond boy.
"'Sup, teme," greeted Naruto to the emo kid.
"Naruko-chan! You're back! I'm so glad to see you," greeted Itachi with a blush.
"Itachi! What's up? Long time, no see!" said Naruko with a smile.
Hinata and Sakura smiled and exchanged greetings. "Are you alright? I haven't seen you since you got kidnapped by Zetzu," sakura asked.
"Y-yes, I'm fine. Naruto-sama took good care of me a-after the battle," Hinata answered. "H-how are you and Ino-chan?"
"We're good. Sasuke and Sai took care of us while we recovered from his attack," she answered.
"That's good to hear," Hinata said with her timid smile.
"Welcome, everyone," said a voice within the mansion's gates. A woman wit
GoldenChild and SilverChild NHChapter 7: "All the Right Moves."GoldenChild and SilverChild NH3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She felt warmth with in the darkness surrounding her.
Hinata opened her eyes slightly, just enough to view where she was. She was in an orange and black room with pictures of a blonde child and what seems to be his parents that covers most of the walls. Near the bed was a picture of the boy and his friends, and his sensie. When her vision cleared, she noticed that she was in Prince Naruto's room, lying in his bed, under the sheets, cuddling with a teddy bear...
...A really BIG teddy bear...
...With a masculen chest and spiky hair...
...And breathing heavily aguenst her ear- 'OMG, IT'S N-N-NARUTO-SAMA!!' Hinata shouted in her head.
She was right. Naruto was snugged against her body, squeezing her waist and upper body against his. Hinata's face turned as red as a tomato when his face nuzzled against her hair. She tried so hard not to wake her prince as she struggled to wiggle out of his grip, but
GoldenChild and SilverChild NHChapter 6: "This is War..." (Part 3: Secrets)GoldenChild and SilverChild NH3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sonya turened to Hinata, with a glare in her eyes.
"What are you doing out of your cage, little Bird?" she hissed.
"...Hmph. Well, your the one who left the cage open..." Hinata said under her mask.
"YOU BITCH...!!!" Sonya said as she charged at the stelth girl.
"Hinata!!" Naruto shouted as he tried to aid her, but he was blocked by another large group of stelth gaurds. "GET OUTTA MY WAY!!!" Naruto shouted ashe tore each one of them apart. Then, when he was about to reach hinata, he was stopped by an unexspected guest that joined the fight.
"Hey, there, Naruto-sama." grinned the man as he stood next to him. "Long time no see."
"Zetzu!!" Naruto growled, as he swung his fist at him.
"Hey, hey, now," Zetzu giggled as he dodged his attack by leaping over Naruto and laded on the other side of the room. "that's not how you greet old friends, now is it?"
"You bastared, you're no friend of mine!!"
Zetzu grinned. "You're right. Who in there right mi
Un-Wanted WhispersUn-Wanted WhispersUn-Wanted Whispers3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I lay in the dark.
As I await your voice.
Tension gripping my entire body.
Tears my eyes refuse to cry, swell inside of me.
The silence echoes in my ears.
I hear your whisper filling into my mind.
You tell me all of my worst fears.
You don't want me.
But I am with you.
I am a part of you.
I am forever your daughter.
My blood is same as yours.
Which complicates our hatred.
I try to ignore the voice that is yours.
But I am listening to every word.
It doesn't seem possible.
The tears flow freely now.
A stream of despair.
My existence haunts you.
The Konoha Dance BallThe Konoha Dance Ball3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
From a bird's eye view in the blank white clouds, the Third Training Ground on the outskirts of Konoha was full of training dummies that were the equivalent size of a man, training figures in paper that were full of marks from countless shuriken striking them, and marks in the ground that retold countless training sessions. To the north, the Training Ground was surrounded by rough, shaggy mountains that allowed no sunlight to be shone except for crimson rays that managed to penetrate the mountain ranges, to the west and south and east, there was a massive foliage of branches that twisted all over, which concealed a lot of animal activity as well as hiding a woman in her teenage years, and in the center of the Training Ground two figures were about to battle one another.
Naruto Uzumaki and Kakashi Hatake looked each other; the power of youth was sparkling in Naruto's two blue eyes as he readied his leaf forehead protecter around the usual place it was put. Kakashi on th
Pour MePour Me4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Pour me sober once again.
Houst another two plus ten.
Spirits flowing toward the place
of no return and sad disgrace.
Second nature, can't defend
the reasons wrong, they never end.
Getting deeper, failing quickly.
Dreaming seldom, feeling sickly.
Reasons many, never ends.
Passing life and losing friends.
In my cups now sad disgrace
much to ponder, losing face.
Can't remember, why I'm here.
Handfuls of dust, now see my fear.
Untie the knot, relax the mind
rest in peace for all time.
Flowing faster, like a river
tastes just like a deathly shiver.
Slowly dying, quickly falling
wake up now, its sanity calling.
Pour me sober two plus ten.
So insane we meet again.
Won't believe it never ends.
Stir, repeat, and wonder when.
InquebrantableInquebrantable2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It isn't really considered sleepwalking, since he barely sleeps anyways. It's just something he shouldn't be forced to do, sleeping. He fights anyone who dares question his strength, but he is also constantly in fight with himself. It is just something low, he thinks, having to rely on things like food or sleep. So, for the most part, he simply doesn't. Not until he is on the brink of being unable to carry on, and he is stretching those limits with each passing day. He only has one single eye, so he prefers to keep it open always alert, always on edge. He's so thin most of the time that should he turn sideways, one day he might disappear and he is still the strongest, the unbreakable one among a pile of pathetically weak fools.
Espada inquebrantable. If nothing can break through his skin, nothing can get to him. Untouchable.
Of course, even for someone like him, it would be impossible to skip sleeping every night, but he does it as often as
Abby - In The Dark Forest of Mirrors TG - Part 3Abby - In The Dark Forest of Mirrors TG - Part 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the Dark Forest of Mirrors (An Abby Longbloom tale) (continued)
A little girl with long gray hair lay on silvery ground surrounded by a sapphire-tinted, crystalline forest. She panted roughly.
"Get up, Nana." The words startled her though she herself had spoken them. Her voice echoed like it had joined with others in a cacophony. She tried to use her hands to push herself up but the ground felt slippery, fragile, and alive to her touch.
Clenching her teeth, she repeated, "Get up, Nana." She tried to bend at her waist but the ground clung to her.
"Get up, Nana!" This time, it sounded like her voice was reflecting on something which hadn't been there a moment before. She didn't have much strength but she had enough to sit up. Panting, she looked around.
Forest on all sides but like no forest she had ever seen. The sapphire-tinted trees looked like carefully hand-blown glass with natural details. They resembled great elms though she had only a vague feeling of what elms w
Promises KeptPromises Kept2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'd completely forgotten how crowded Denerim can be. Even in this weather; people still flood the streets like ants foraging for the season. I try to keep my distance making my way to the market. It is a vibrant place but it still has nothing on Orlais.
I faintly smile thinking about the conversation we had; Kaitlyn and I. I was going to take her to see Orlais. We were going to take a tour of the bakeries and shops. I could just imagine it: her eyes all wide gazing at a five tiered chocolate cake just for her. She would of course try and eat the whole thing by herself leaving me to either help or heal her aching stomach the next day. Either way, it would have been a quite the memory. But my smile fades knowing that it will never be. Neither Orlais nor our trip here will ever happen.
No, my dear Kaitlyn is gone now and I must press on, for her. I know she would be beside herself to see anyone she cared about going on in such a state of mourning, but it's just so hard sometimes. Everythi
[APH] - RomanoXItaly Romano and Italy slowly staggered back into their house. They had just come back from a long walk in the woods-which Feli forced Lovino to go. Now Romano gladly sat down on the plush couch in their living room. He looked at the nearby clock. 11:46pm. Damn that fratello just HAD to take the longest route there was.[APH] - RomanoXItaly2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Italy stretched his arms and let out a big yawn "Ve~ I'm so tired!"
"Then go to bed bastardo!" He snapped back, must be all the walking that made him snap at his brother, even though he didn't like to. Feli clearly looked hurt even though he was used to his brother's bad language, which made Romano add; "Fine You can sleep with me if you want..." "Yay!" Italy chirped cheerfully and bounced a little, then they both headed to the bed that was located upstairs.
The morning sun made Romano slowly stir from the big, regal bed. He tried to sit up, but instead got
InvisibleI am the invisible the alone the unforgiven, I am the invisible the unseen,Invisible4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
but you must have some kind of heat seeking vision because you can see me. (you can free me)
I will be there,
right by your side.
I'll wait for you,
until we die.
'cause i am falling and I am bawling and I can't stop the tears,
but you can see me and you can free me from all of these fears.
I don't regret,
but save me please,
'cause you can see me.
I am the invisible the alone the unforgiven, I am the invisible the unseen.
Be a phoenixI want nothing moreBe a phoenix2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Than to be seen
For who I am
Are always telling me
Who to be
And who I am
I'll shout to the sky,
This isn't me
Only I can be me.
I'll be gone before you know
Who you think I am
Are always telling me
Who to be
And who I am
Hush be quiet
Listen for once,
To the real me
Don't fall to others
Stand on your own
You're torn to pieces
Are always telling me
Who to be
And who I am
Be a phoenix in the ground
Don't let them get you down
You are you
And no one, no one
Can ever tell you
Who you are
Show the people
Who you are.
Spotlight on Comrade Hero IISpotlight on Comrade Hero II3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
January 28, 2011
Interesting Facts about Comrade Hero: Comrade Hero in Prose II
Another excerpt from when I was working through my Certificate and Diploma in Creative Writing at Waiariki Polytechnic. This is circa June 2009.
This time it's Comrade Hero himself talking about the 'joys' of being a Hero who can soar through the skies...
You don't see many flying Heroes these days. Those that do get permission to patrol tend to fly fast and keep low, rarely traveling any great distance in a straight line, and always darting in and out of cover to avoid a direct line of sight. Hard lessons learned when every aspiring flying Hero wanted to own the skies and nobody wanted to stop and think about the risks, and the consequences.
You cannot argue with the realities that were faced and the lesson passed on from the time our ancestors took to the skies over France in 1914. Brave young men taking to the sky in motorized vehicles made from thin strips of wood, wire, and linen.
The average li
TrialsLife is going to be hardTrials3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
At times we are going to face trials
Trails that are going to overwhelm us
Sometimes these trails will be people
Who will test your boundaries
and push your limits
Sometimes they will be situations
Some in which you will have to make a tough decision
And some that will make you feel like life isn't worth living
Sometimes these trails will pull you down to the ground
Suck out all the energy inside you
Making you feel empty, worthless and alone
But don't give up
This is just one trial in your life
One trial that you will overcome
You don't have to fight this battle alone
Or try running through this obstacle blindfolded
There's someone who will help you defeat this trial
He will help you through it
Just don't give up
Don't give in
Trust Him and He will help you overcome this
He will bring His army to fight your battles
Or guide you through the maze safely
Just grab His hand and don't let go
He understands that your overwhelmed
You feel that life isn't worth living
Excerpt, 'Mama's Sleepy Tea.'Excerpt, 'Mama's Sleepy Tea.'2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The little redhead sat on a stool in her mother's kitchen. Looking to be about 5 or 6, she watched as her mother began her own little ritual between them.
"One heaping scoop of crushed Chamomile leaves, to calm thine nerves and help in the passage of dreams.
Half scoop of Skullcap to ease thy stress and calm mine nerves.
Two scoops of Valerian. May the smelly socks defeat our enemies.
One heaping scoop of St. Johns Wort, help in easing thine mind.
Add five cups of water and let steep for 90 minutes in the sun," her mother quietly said, reciting the recipe by heart.
"Mama, when did you learn to make the sleepy tea?" the little girl asked, kicking her legs as she watched her mother move around quickly.
Looking up and putting a finger to her chin as she thought, her mother replied "I believe I was about your age. I learned it from my mother who learned it from hers."
Smiling, the little girl jumped off her stool and ran for the door before her father got home. She liked it better when