SmileYou must be tired from your walk; come closer
to Granny. The forest isn't for little girls
to wander. I must have a talk with your mother.
Well, let's see what she made me. What? You made
it all? Why, you're just getting more and more talented!
Picking perfect fruit is difficult you know. Just look
at how shiny this red apple is! I can see my own face.
Take a look. Go on, don't be shy. Good girl. Look
how pretty you are. Smile. That red coat goes very nicely
with that pretty blonde hair of yours. Where did you get that
blonde hair from? Not from me. But Granny made that coat
for you, remember? Of course you do. And you baked
this cherry pie all by yourself? And look at that! You even
wove the crust together I'm very impressed. You should
be proud of yourself. Why aren't you smiling? What's wrong?
Come closer to Granny. Be a good girl and smile. Bad things
happen to pretty girls who don't smile. Let Granny hold your
hand. It's very pink, much softer than I remember. But wh
Things I Didn't Know I LovedI never knew I loved the wind,Things I Didn't Know I Loved5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
how it tickles your face or how
it's like water's taste that no one
seems to be able to explain;
or trying to breathe in when the winds
are 30 miles over the speed limit;
or even when you don't feel its touch
but still know it's there, invisible.
I've always loved the clouds,
even when I'm on their level,
seeing them float aimlessly
and always wondering how they
do it. Always looking as soft
and comforting as my stuffed owl, whom I have
named Pig. That dream was crushed
when I heard that they were not that at all
but cold and wet; they won't catch your fall.
I never knew I loved making someone
smile, even through the Internet.
I never knew a smiley could brighten
my day. But I did know how easily it could
be taken away. My hold wasn't strong enough
and he fell onto the cold, unforgiving floor.
Love has a Past Tense TooIt's biblical how fucked my sleep can beLove has a Past Tense Too6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but before I go, there's just one thing
you're the one that I need. I'm the one that you loathe
and every time you've fed me the line, "You mean so much to me "
just keep telling yourself that "I'm a diva!"
And that was the day that I promised
that the curtain calls my name. I'm not afraid
Don't you see? I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue.
You're ready to break
(with unapologetic apathy)
and I always can find you again.
I bet you're not fucking pretty on the inside
avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak.
When you whisper it nice and low:
there's no place you'd rather be in now
or lethal injection, or swing from a rope if you dare.
Don't make me change my mind;
now that I'm stronger I've figured out
that you know where to find me,
where my friends could see a different side of me.
How to Use a BoxYou're in the kitchen at 3:00AM making dinosaurHow to Use a Box5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
chicken nuggets for your kid to take to school
in her purple lunchbox. Too bad she's going to be
too busy studying for a physics test she has next
period and not eating a home cooked meal
She's just going to throw it all away at the end of lunch.
Toys are being carelessly tossed around as you're sorting
out what you don't want. You're thirteen and think you can
conquer the world. Old Barbie dolls and Play-Doh
are for babies and will hold you back.
So you jam them into an overstuffed box marked
"trash." Five years later, you'll be tearing your
room apart looking for all of it, missing it.
Your parents just bought a new, stainless steel
refrigerator and were going to throw away
the oversized box it came in. You managed to save
it and invited your friends over to play in it.
You made it into a house, made it into a robot,
made it into a rocketship. Made it into whatever
you wanted because it was the only time you could.
LaughterI took every punchLaughter5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Laughed off every insult
You always saw my smile
And never saw the blood
I threw punches back
And you always bruised
So why didn't I ever get black and blue?
You lashed out every moment
And I lashed back
But every time I walked away
Leaving you in the dust
I fought and clawed
And found my place
The bodies piled up
But I would never hesitate
You never saw me bruise
Never saw a word connect
I laughed them off,
Or so you thought
I bruise easily
And I laughed so the tears wouldn't fall
So I could turn the water to burning,
And pretend they were from my shower
Every word connected
And every one left a scar
I was innocent,
Until I heard that voice
The one that laughs and mocks
And only loves strength
And it called me down its long dark path
I want someone to see me bleed
But I'm afraid they'll turn away
I've built my life on strength
Which I really don't have
I want to leave
And run far far away,
But the truth is,
Cameron QuisengCuteCameron Quiseng6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As can be, with
Riveting muscles. I'm not
Obsessed with him.
No, but I'm certainly a fan.
Quite charming, he is.
Unique in his own way
I hope to meet him somewhere
Even if it takes 3 months and 6 days,
Never shall I
GoodbyeKindergartners wait at the corner for the bus;Goodbye5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that was me once. Jumping out of bed,
barely hiding my huge, stupid grin, barely
chewing my eggs and sausage.
I heard my mom's footsteps. "It's time to go."
I had my pink little backpack and my pink little lunchbox.
I hate pink now.
Stopping outside of my front door, I posed for a picture
with that signature peace sign that we all used to do.
She held my hand while we waited for my bus.
I pushed her away as she hugged me. I was a big girl now.
I ran into class, eager to meet my new friends.
All the seats were filled. Except for two. The empty
seat across from me. The empty seat next to me.
At recess, I met my only friend, a large spider
on a dew-covered web. His name was Johnny.
Johnny is dead now.
The boy who killed him now sits next to me,
smiling that fake, stupid smile that I have come to know.
FriendshipI don't understand.Friendship5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What do you want?
Is this really friendship?
I can't help but feel like
We're disconnected somehow.
You don't talk to me.
I'm afraid to talk to you.
And when I do work up
The courage to say "hi",
You ignore me or
I understand if
It's troubled times you're going through
But I wish you would tell me.
What's bothering you?
Tell me like you used to.
I realize that before,
When you would tell me everything,
It was different.
It was different then.
There were different feelings in play.
Can't you talk to me?
Can't you tell me
What's preventing you from acting like my friend?
Because I don't feel it.
I don't feel like this is friendship.
And it's killing me inside.
Because that's all I have left from you
But it feels like I don't even have that
A Different Side Of MeI want people to know,A Different Side Of Me5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
That there's a different side of me,
That you can't see.
It's not visible from the outside,
Until I use a pen,
To put it into words.
I can't talk about all the feelings,
The lovey, romantic feelings,
In the same way I write them.
I could tell him I love him,
A million times,
But writing it down once would give it more meaning.
Megaman X Yaoi-Parte 1- Cap.1Del Amor Nadie Se SalvaMegaman X Yaoi-Parte 1- Cap.14 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Era un día común en la base Hunter,X acababa de derrotar a Chill Penguin con total éxito.Zero lo estaba esperando an la entrada.
-Zero: y bien,X? fué difísil?
-X: para anda.Ya mandé a encerrarlo.
-Zero: bien,eso significa que terminaste por hoy?
-X: supongo,pero da igual! vamos a comer algo!
Sorpresivamente,aparece Alia detrás de Zero con una cara de estar preocupada.
-Alia: lamento comunicarte que no será posible,X.Spark Mandrill está causando serios problema en la zona B de la ciudad.Debes irte ahora mismo!
-X: OK,Alia!hasta luego Zero!
Zero lo despide con un gesto con la mano,luego mira a Alia,que también tiene trabajo para él.
-Alia: Zero,tu debes ir a atrapar a Magma Dragoon por traidor.Mis informes dicen que hay muchas trampasallí.Ten cuidado.
-Zero: no hace falta que me adviertas.soy demaciado fuerte como para perder contra él.
-Alia: *poniéndoce seria* deja de hablar y ponte a trabajar!los mavericks están con todo este mes,no hay que perder tiempo.
Down underDo I even know you?Down under6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're that girl I always see
Through the corner of my eyes
The one I want to be
Now you're lost
Locked in the back of my mind
Where are you?
Please come out
I found the key to my memory
I know you
Because you cared
Why can't I find you?
You were here
I saw you here not long ago
Can't ever win this game I play
Memories fading away
But I don't ever want to forget
That light that you had
The smile that you gave me
Within my endless thoughts,
Regrets and emotions
Take a break
It all back into the night
As I lay down under
This starry sky
~Wishing you here~
eric and wanda's relationshiphis heels are rubbed raw to a shining pink, an inch away from free bleeding. his name is eric and his shoes are too small. his name is eric and his arms are more like a bulletin board than limbs. his name is eric and the last time he had a roof to live under, he was fourteen and shooting up for the first time.eric and wanda's relationship5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
the boy looks rough.
his mother left when he was sixteen, fed up with the hell he brought into the house -- the singed toilet bowl; the shaved cat; the hypodermic needles.
eric says his father left when he was eight. by "left", eric means he found him staining the bath tub crimson with his wrists. it took two weeks and four bottles of bleach before anyone could shower without screaming as the red washed from hidden crevices of the basin.
the last time he had a decent meal was too long. when he bends down, the entire outline of his spine smiles at passersby, greeting them with eve
the sun thief.this is the point i'd like to tell you how i really feel about you:the sun thief.6 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
this is the point you sit down and shut up and keep your wandering fingers to yourself. put them in your pocket, in your lap, shove them in your mouth, down your throat, in the fire, under the knife. frankly, it doesn't matter to me -- just keep them to yourself. you have a nasty habit of trying to pickpocket emotions that aren't yours to have and trying them on for size when no one is looking. you have nervous fingers that pluck at loose strings to see if you can unravel the tapestry. you have a terrible way of picking at the chipped paint as if you have the power to erase the beauty spread across the sistine chapel. let me clue you in: you don't.
so be quiet, swallow your tongue, understand the forever trapped between the glow of his words isn't for you to capture. you had your chance when the world was new and the passions were leaking out of his pores and you turned away. you had the moment for the span of a breath
ergo propter hocI want to draw EVERYTHINGergo propter hoc5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because right now I'm away from all my pens and pencils
I want to play EVERY SONG
because right now I don't have my guitar
I want to see EVERY amazing sight
because right now I can't afford to travel
I want to hang out with ALL my friends
because right now they're all busy
I want to eat the BEST foods
because right now all I have is pasta
I want to clean my WHOLE apartment
because right now I'm not home
I want to love you
because right now I don't even know who you are
devotedhellodevoted7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
youll be glad to know
that I hardly ever
think of you
my nights are
no longer sleepless,
my eyes red-rimmed
Im over you
at last, emptiness
a tired relief
yes, I dont
but my number
hasnt changed if
you ever need to
Parentheses All Clicking Shuti.Parentheses All Clicking Shut5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Let's say you have a story. Let's say you have a page where there should be a story, but the paper is empty and the inkstains are fresh on your tongue and the words keep diving back into your throat every time you try to speak or write. Remember, darling, when you told me that a bare book is like the faces of newly-made angels? You used to have something for this: a shallow well inside your chest where you could put the thoughts and the silence and the prayers and other forgotten things and every time you needed something beautiful I would reach inside and pull it out for you. But it's gone now, the well and the water and whatever else was in it. Everything is gone.
I once was a writer too, you know, back before there were things like castles and dragons and fairytales and true love always ended in flames. I built a story built a world built a kingdom, a forest filled with arrow-backed saplings and leaves swimming in golden light, the sun gliding down to illuminate the dark patc
EragonEragon was raised without mother or father,Eragon10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But to him it wasn't that much of a bother.
He found a stone when in the Spine,
Little did he know that it was a great sign.
But the king got wind of what had become,
And Eragon knew he couldn't succumb.
The egg soon hatched, and a dragon was born,
He told not his family, for they would have sworn.
The Ra'zac soon came, in search of the pair,
But to their dismay, the two were not there.
Angered, the Ra'zac reeked hell on his house,
While Eragon hid with his friend, like a mouse.
He dug for his uncle, and Saphira helped too,
But, they discovered, there was nothing to do.
With Saphira the dragon, he and Brom fled,
While deep in his heart, the boy mourned for the dead.
The bard taught Eragon things he shouldn't have known,
If he had been just a storyteller alone.
Brom, he determined, was not as he thought,
But friendships like that, he couldn't have bought.
They bought horses and raced of to find a safe town,
But search high or low, one couldn't
Friendship is Magic: Discord Did It Chapter 5(Regular POV)Friendship is Magic: Discord Did It Chapter 54 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sun was just beginning to rise as the six ponies and the dragon stepped into the home of the royal sisters. As the sun was rising, the guests were not surprised to find that only Princess Luna was there to greet them.
She didn't speak, but rather chose to lead them into the hall which was decorated with stained glass windows depicting acts of heroism not only by the six mortal ponies, but also by the two princesses.
They were not alone. Standing in front of the newest addition to the hall-the image of Discord's second imprisoning- was a light blue unicorn using magic to clean the glass. The unicorn wore a cloak and hood, obscuring their face and cutie mark. They seemed to not realize that any-pony had entered the hall.
"Ocean Breeze" Luna called to the unicorn pony, who turned to face her.
The mare shook her head to lower her hood, revealing a pair of crystal blue eyes and an ocean blue curly mane.
The mare, named Ocean Breeze, lifted her head to lo
Friendship is Magic: Discord Did It Chapter 1(Regular POV)Friendship is Magic: Discord Did It Chapter 14 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
-Sugar Cube Corner-
"Pinkie Pie? Are you feeling alright?" questioned the cinnamon-colored mare who had a cutie mark shaped like a cookie that had a bite taken out of it.
Pinkie looked over to the other female pony and smiled, nodding her head.
"Of course I'm alright, Ginger Snap. Why do you ask?" she asked with a grin, her speech slightly garbled due to something being in her mouth.
Ginger Snap's only answer was to look at the three-foot-long strand of strawberry licorice hanging from the pink pony's mouth. Her gaze then wandered to Pinkie's stomach, which was bulging slightly.
Pinkie noticed where Ginger Snap was looking and giggled slightly.
"Yeah, I know. Guess all those goodies I've been eating these past six weeks didn't like being eaten. They're making me fat". Her tone suddenly changed as she shouted, "Oh, those manure-heads, I'm gonna kill them!"
Brown eyes widened as Ginger Snap slowly backed away from the suddenly angry Pinkie Pie.
The poofy-maned mare grumbled
Zameron: Can't Sleep TonightZach pulled back the curtain and tapped Cameron on the shoulder. He couldn't help but smile when Cameron started squirming, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. When he finally opened them and saw Zach peering into his bunk, he smiled back.Zameron: Can't Sleep Tonight5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Mind if I join you?" Zach whispered. Cameron tried his best to scoot over.
"Not at all," he mumbled, still sleepy. Zach, as silently as possible, climbed into the bunk with him. Both boys shifted in the bed until Zach was pressed against Cameron's back, his arms around him. Cameron pushed back against him, removing all space between their bodies. Zach ducked his head down, resting his forehead against the back of Cameron's head. He let his eyes fall shut as he inhaled, taking in Cameron's scent.
"Couldn't sleep?" Cameron mumbled. He took one of Zach's hands in his.
"I probably could," Zach replied. "But I didn't want to. Not by myself, anyway."
Cameron smiled. He felt Zach shift again, and his arms were no longer around him. Cameron was going to object