How do you say goodbye?How do you say goodbye?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Three days after you started to die,
when it was just you and me,
and while your tongue roamed restlessly
inside your drooping mouth,
I asked how
do you say goodbye?
Do we hold hands -
your baby-soft grip already receding back
and out to sea, with the winking
calm of a rip laying itself
flat, while the surges of your fasiculations
in the shallow grooves of your ribs.
Do we say the words we already know -
I can see the delay
of words from your brain to your tongue,
and your sunken chest
heaving with measured words and
Do I study your face, to remember -
of your eyes are already drifting
half to sleep,
your waterlogged body bobbing, undecided
on the sea or the clouds.
The TourThe Tour5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Tour, by crusanite and chattymonkey5859
A "missing episode"! Yay! Set between The Boiling Rock: Part II and The Southern Raiders. Katara's chaotic thoughts are interrupted by an offer of a private tour of the Western Air Temple. Kataang, for your pleasure.
"If they knew we were coming, it could all be a trap! Maybe we should use the time we have left to make sure we all get out of here safely."
"Everyone who's here today came prepared to risk everything for this mission. They know what's at stake. If there's still a chance and there's still hope, I think they would want Aang to go for it".
"What do you think? You're the one that has to face the Firelord. Whatever you decide, I'm with you."
"I've gotta try."
Katara hadn't known silence like this for a long time. For the first time in a good few days she was alone. A relief. She had time to think. The Western Air Temple hung somewhere under the cliff side on which she sat, dangling her legs into the abyss. The sun dipped
I've Got A NameI've Got A Name4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You call me a pit bull,
but I've got a name.
It may not be my first name,
it may not be my last, either,
but I do have a name.
I am not some nameless creature
for you to tag a beast -
I've got a name.
It may be Seth today,
and Vegas tomorrow,
I have a name.
I am not just "dog"
I am not just "pitty",
I've got a name.
and have feelings too.
If I am just "dog"
then what are you?
Can I call you "false hope"?
Can I call you "prison"?
Can I call you "not understanding"?
I am not just "a bully"
I am not just "a pit",
I've got a name.
Silver Memories Chapter 1.5: Ilex MemorySilver Memories Chapter 1.5: Ilex Memory4 years ago in Romance More Like This
New Bark town. Springtime. New Bark town had a nice spring temperature, about 20 ° C. Not too warm, and not too cold. The sun was shining, and sometimes a flock of Pidgey flew over. You could smell the scent of just mowed grass, and the Sakura were in full bloom.
Kotone happily strolled through New Bark town. Everywhere she looked, people would congratulate her with her birthday.
She had just become 16, and had decided to come home from her journey to celebrate her birthday.
The past year she had been traveling through Johto to collect all eight gym badges, and she had recently gotten her 8th badge.
She was planning on challenging the league, as soon as she had trained the newest member of her team, Ryuu, a Dratini she had gotten from the master of the Dragon's Den, to the same level as her other pokémon.
She was about to reach her house, as she suddenly saw a certain redhead, standing in front of Professor Elm's lab, frantically looking around.
little stirrings XX: momentslittle stirrings XX: moments4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your chaste sun-tipped fingers,
the blinding of your eyes,
how is it I never knew you before?
The moon-flecked range of your
sound from deep within caves
reverberates the ribs of shipwrecks.
I tread the curves of night that wash
ashore each hour while moments
linger like seaweed in the shallows.
Meeting my PriestessMeeting my Priestess5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
In the middle of the night. I'm lying on the cold floor of my own room, there's a scented candle beside my head. It's wafting its mellow scent over me. I pull my blankets over my naked body and close my eyes, breathing deeply.
The world starts spinning and I find myself on my familiar tundra. I smell the coming snow and the tarry smoke of my fire. The she-wolf sits beside me, waiting. She's smiling at me and I get up and follow her.
I turn around and start walking up the woody hill. I follow my guide, she's flitting in and out of the woods. She stops on top of the hill and as I catch up to her, I see a long house, there are torches on either side of the doorway, smoking in the wind.
I start feeling nervous, start trembling. I feel my physical body trembling; I want to open my eyes and stop here. I decide not to. This time I will go in. This time I will see her.
The wolf sits beside the door, watching me. Again waiting for me, she knows I'm nervous. I shake myself, shaking the feeling o
JansterJanster4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The hairy ball there at the stairway floor
Nose flares taking in the scent of the earth
Scratch and whine beg for the open outdoor
No necessity, but for what it's worth
So like old friends we walk together now
I'll outlive him since we age out of sync
So we stroll just like we always knew how
Streetwise reflection; holy pause, stop, think
Takes us back to winter sunsets in dark
When friends seem gone there is always a dog
Senses limit but he's one tangent spark
An extra light to my perception's fog
Return to today on worn cracked grass paves
With Jan under warm red sepia waves
The Four Other Me : Chapter 1The Four Other Me : Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"WWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed with the force of several rockets blasting off into space. I dashed into the bathroom to my horror, there was a humanoid weasel looking back at me in the mirror, the same disbelief prominent on his features. My face had completely changed into a weasel, a yellow-bellied weasel to be specific, with big round green eyes looking back at me. I raised my hand to see that there were shorter, nails morphing into claws, I was covered with brown and yellow fuzz as far as I can see. Suddenly, I feel a painful sensation shot up my spine, sending jolts of lightning into my head. The pain didn't stop but strangely I wanted it to continue, its pain but its good pain like tearing a scab of dried hardened blood of your previously injured wound. I open my eyes to see a brown furry tail swishing around behind me, I moved it into my fingertips, rubbing the sensitive fur there then I let go, making my tai
FaithFaith5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The enchanting sound of her voice...
The joyous sight of her smile...
The heavenly feel of her embrace...
Never outside my dreams,
Had I been with this angel.
Never before in this world,
Had I felt as happy as I do now.
Fate had brought us together,
Our destinies were intertwined.
For a time,
She was my world,
And I was hers...
For a time,
We shared the ecstacy life handed us...
For a time...
Until the feeling,
Of never being good enough...
Until the thought,
Of doubting yourself...
Crack go the broken hearts...
And so I write...And so I write...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A friend of mine once told me that poetry is the most strong way to express your feelings,
And so I write...
Dreaming KittenAs you sleep in the palm of my handDreaming Kitten5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I will wish you a restful peace
And although on my mood you depend
I shall never my whim release
All the curtains will softly close
With a rustle of crispy gauze
And I'll sit at the hearthrug's rim
As you silently so repose
At the embers I wistfully look
But they tell me no secret words
Of the playthings you'll have in your nook
Or of where you may chase the birds ...
Yes, I know, this has all yet to be
After years upon years have passed
When you will be so wayward and free
And my palm will not hold you fast
But as yet you still sleep in my hand
And I ponder of what you dream
Of a far-away gone kitten land?
Or a saucer of holiday cream?
Of the future winnings, perchance
Earned in battles of tumbleweed life
And of springtime for your wedding dance
For alliance of husband and wife ...
And your eyes, they are tightly shut
And your breathing is lisping low
Sleepy-sleepy, my sweet, tut-tut
In the feather-down evening glow ...
When The Master Came HomeWhen The Master Came Home4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Going off to college, hastening for your shot at knowledge. I watch you pack up your things, unobtrusively thinking, "What is he doing?"
With my big brown eyes, I watch you give your sweet goodbyes. A sweet scratch on the chin, you say with a sad grin, "I'll be back again."
Months pass by, I am left to whimper and cry. I run to the door, I am left lying on the floor. I sleep in your bed, you're the only thing in my head.
In the house there is a big commotion, I am left with a question, "What's going on today? Why is everyone acting this way?" It's so strange, does this mean a change?
The next few days go by in a haze, I am still left wondering in a daze. I lay by the door, wishing for nothing more.
There is a slight creak on the terrace, I can feel my heart begin to race. My singular thought of you! Could it be coming true? The door slowly falls ajar, the most exciting moment of my life by far.
In you walk, I am amazed to hear you talk. I'm the first you see, "Here's a good boy waiting
Pokemon Adventure: Chapter One"Ahh! I'm late!" Said a girl running down the stairs.Pokemon Adventure: Chapter One9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"It's about time you woke up Haruka."
"But you were supposed to wake me up Aunt Hiromi!"
"I'm sorry Haruka, I forgot I was supposed to wake you up this morning. I was too busy packing your bag"
"I guess I can't be mad at you for that."
Haruka was getting ready to start her Pokemon journey today. She was staying with her Aunt Hiromi in Littleroot Town so she wouldn't have to travel all the way from Touka to Mishiro. She looked at the clock and screamed.
"Ahh! It's almost 9! I have to go!"
She grabbed her bag, ran out the door, and went on her bike.
"Take care Haruka!"
"I will Aunt Hiromi!" Haruka said as she waved good bye to her aunt.
'I can't wait to get my first Pokemon! I wonder what it will be...' Haruka said to herself.
'I can't believe today is the day' A boy said walking around Mishiro Town.
'Today I get my first Pokemon. I wonde
Cinderblaze - Fighting ContestCinderblaze grinned at Spicefrost as the tom crouched in front of her, his tail flicking ever so slightly. "You ready for this, Spicefrost?" She purred, the confidence in her tone obvious.Cinderblaze - Fighting Contest5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Spicefrost smiled back. "As ready as I'll ever be!" He called.
Both challengers glanced at Cloudfrost and Moonlake, who were watching from the sidelines. Cloudfrost waved her tail at Cinderblaze, who waved her tail back, turning to Spicefrost, seeing him watching her. She took a deep breath and, with a slight twitch of her whiskers, darted forward.
She swiped at him with a paw, claws sheathed, and it connected with his eye. He stumbled back a bit, blinking in surprise. Cinderblaze smirked. "You took Cloudfrost and Moonlake down, so what's wrong? Exhausted?" She taunted, though her tone was light.
She heard Spicefrost hiss lowly and looked at him, seeing him narrow his different-colored eyes and leap at her. As soon as he landed he kicked up some dust, causing Cinderblaze to squeeze her eyes shut. She
Why Do You Hate Me?Why Do You Hate Me?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I lay here on this cold winter's night
I begin to wonder what I have done wrong
That you could become so angered enough
To bash my head with glass
And kick me till my body
Was covered with bruises and blood
The blood that would never stop running
All I have to ask is why?
Why did you want to harm me so bad?
I had loved you with all of my heart
Because you were my master
And all I ever wanted to do was please you
My heart is full of pain
When I think of my beloved sister
We were sleeping so soundly together
When you grabbed her by the neck
And dragged her out the door
Her helpless cries pierced my ears
The ones that were caused
When you set her fur aflame
And let her burn away to ashes
Now I lay here wondering why?
Why did you have to torture her to death?
She loved you as much as I did
Because you were her master
And she never tried to disobey
My body is growing so cold and numb
I can feel my time is now coming to an end
I still love you, my
In My MemoriesIn My Memories4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In My Memories
My love for you felt like frost-bitten pins
My heart, body, mind, and soul were numbing
This double-edged conscience~
No hands were lent / No hands to take
Abandonment Abandonment Abandonment
Countless tears to shed / Countless tears to make
Abolishment Abolishment Abolishment
The thoughts of you are like venomous-needles
After the emotions are injected the end seems less beautiful
Pain is unforgettable~
This unrequited suffering is self-made
No affection No affection No affection
I hoped you were the one but I fell for you too late
Bad medicine Bad medicine Bad medicine
The lights that instantly caught my eyes
Were too promising to believe it was just another lie
Cruel by design~
Anxiety enters my already-damaged bloodstream
It's coursing It's coursing It's coursing
I destroy myself little by little with every silent scream
It's unnerving It's unnerving It's unnerving
The dreams of the past keep
I Pinky PromiseI Pinky Promise4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let us talk for a little while
And let me make you smile
Let me take you out every night
And you will be the best sight
Nothing can compare
Because I love you I swear
Battle RapBattle 2007Battle Rap5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
2007 germany state line, this is my breakeline.
No time to loose, this is the truth.
I am your enemy, and this is the reality.
Game without rules, back to the pools.
Battle for top position, this is my desigtion.
Fight for your dream, this is my scene.
One on One, on the Battlefield, no weapon, no shield.
My rhyms kill you on the street, i rap without weed.
Colors of victory, feel my energy.
Ground zero, you`re not my hero.
Dark style battle fight, you`re not on my side.
You think thats allright, you`re not right.
I freeze your move, i am to smooth.
My beats kick your ass, your music is now death.
Hard bass, no stress,this is my mass.
Killer style, out of 8 mile.
By Shadowwolfsclaw 2011
A Short Song
Ink and SmokeInk and Smoke4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She loved the scent
of ink and smoke -
and the way strangers
caressed her name
like the verdant rushes
rolling off the river bank,
or a low slung
across the floor.
Mornings found her
where the light
and the cat's tale
lingered like a secret,
waking her from dreams
brighter than early frost.
But it was night
that bought and sold her,
made her heart a trinket,
dressing her in silk
as new as nuptials -
that flagrant shade of flush
and the rough and tumble
of her hips
serenading the world
Bromotions: Scars Part 1Bromotions: Scars Part 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
Seeing his parents killed right in front of him had left him feeling empty. He longed for his mother's lullabies and his father's piggy back rides. He longed for the comfort of being loved. Everyday it became harder and harder to provide for himself and Bolin. They were running out of yuans they got for their allowances, and Mako had to start working in any store that would take someone his age. It was hard to leave Bolin in alleys by himself. Everyday at Narook's Seeweed Noodlery where he cleaned floors, he thought about his brother alone, getting hurt, and it killed him. He couldn't lose him, too.
He was always relieved when he came back and saw Bolin eagerly waiting for dinner. He sat down and handed whatever food he managed to scrape up that day to Bolin and his brother ate as quickly as possible. Mako relaxed and closed his eyes, tired from the days work. He felt a cool breeze and heard his brother's teeth chatter. Mako took off the scarf he always wore, the last object his father
Pokemon New Adventure chp1 p 2 Maia and Ned walked into Professor Elm's lab. They both shook his hand.Pokemon New Adventure chp1 p 26 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hello Maia! Hello Ned!"Professor elm said.
"Hi Professor Elm. We've come for our starter Pokemon." Ned said cheerfully.
Professor Elm motioned them to follow him and started to walk towards the next room. Maia looked at the other trainers playing happily with their Pokemon, getting to know them. She looked at a trainer with Chikorita, a calming scent went up Maia's nose and she relaxed. Then they passed a trainer with a Totodile, the little dino nipped at the trainer's hand, the trainer laughed and Totodile nuzzled it's cheek against its master. Next they passed a trainer with a Cyndaquil. Cyndaquil was eating some Pokemon food out of it's trainer's hand. Maia dreamed about having all three of them. Finally, they reached the next room, there were three Pokemon on the table. A Chikorita, a Totodile, and a Cyndaquil
The Reluctant Captive 1The Reluctant Captive 16 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Reluctant Captive
Moira didn't understand how it could have happened. They had watched their target for several months. He was an aristocrat with a huge fortune, but not much of a reputation. The lord, Devon, kept mostly to himself. Food was delivered to his house on a regular basis as well as other supplies needed to run a manor as large as his. She had sent spies into the manor in disguise to gather information about the daily schedule in the manor as well as to map the hallways and the grounds. It was quite a while before Moira felt she knew the place well enough to attempt to break in herself. Best to be prepared, lest she disappoint her employers. It doesn't do for an assassin as skilled as herself to have a reputation for incompetence, especially since she was a woman.
She was able to sneak onto the property easily enough. The wagon carrying barrels of wine, inside one of which she was hiding, was driven by her own spies. They approached the gate, the guards at the