FaithFaith4 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...
Meeting my PriestessMeeting my Priestess4 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
little stirrings XX: momentslittle stirrings XX: moments3 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,
the moments like seaweed in the shallows.
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
When The Master Came HomeWhen The Master Came Home3 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
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
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
In My MemoriesIn My Memories3 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
Spicefrost's Fighting ContestSpicefrost stood his ground, crouching into a defense stance as he gazed at Cinderblaze. The she-cat's amber eyes gleamed with determination as they stood on the hill-top. The last fighting competition was about to begin, and he was confident he could win.Spicefrost's Fighting Contest4 years ago in Settings More Like This
"You ready for this, Spicefrost?" Cinderblaze purred confidently.
Spicefrost cocked his head to the side, "As ready as I'll ever be!" he called from where he was.
All was still for a moment, Cloudfrost and Moonlake sat close by to watch. Spicefrost had already beaten them, though it was tough. Spicefrost stared patiently at the light gray she-cat when her whiskers twitched suddenly, and with that she darted toward.
Before he could react, the she-cat was face-to-face with him, nearly a whisker away from him. Raising a paw, she swung it at his cheek, claws sheathed. Spicefrost was in too much shock to react, merely beginning to duck at the last moment, just to take Cinderblaze's attack to his left eye. Stumbling from the blow he swung
Wedrujaca KanapkaWedrujaca Kanapka4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Polecam zacząć od Opisu na dole w moim opisie pod tekstem.
Rozdział 1 - Niesprawiedliwa Pobudka
Nikt nie lubi być budzony bez powodu. Sen jest przecież bardzo ważny nie tylko dla naszego zdrowia, ale także samopoczucia. Dlatego właśnie powstały mity o wstawaniu lewą nogą, a firmy sprzedające kawę mogą zarobić.
Czasem, jednak ktoś lub coś wyrywa nas ze snu bez żadnego powodu. I w takich właśnie chwilach budzi się w nas wyobraźnia. Zaczynamy rozmyślać jaka to niezwykła siła kazała nam otworzyć zmęczone oczy i spojrzeć na świat o tak wczesnej porze. Właśnie takie rozmyślania dopadły właściciela pary wielkich ślepi, które ze stoickim spokojem wpatrywały się w biegających w pośpiechu ludzi. Najwidoczniej zamieszanie, którego przyczyny wciąż nie ud
.: SILENCE :..: SILENCE :.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never liked silence.
It's why I leave on my TV while I sleep
Or blast music when I'm home alone.
I'll even sing a tune myself,
If it keeps out the silence.
So why is it so surprising, then,
That I've grown so overly frustrated
With your unresponsive critical hit?
I can only do so much myself---
I've reached out,
Cranked up the volume,
I've shouted and sang and cried and screamed!
But you let the silence creep in,
And now there's just... n o t h i n g.
I hate your silence.
An Ode to My CatAn Ode to My Cat4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm sorry my pet,
He cut you open.
But if not for the vet,
You'd have never awoken.
How could I make it up to you,
or even slightly ease your pain?
It's like there's nothing I can do,
My sympathies are in vain.
Still, I hope that you can see,
When you look me in the eye,
Your guardian I'll always be,
For you I'd gladly die.
LightsIn the darkest nightLights2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
You light up my mind
With thousands of lights
Those little ones
So fragile and small
And one by one
We have lit them all
Untitled Tiger Project Part 1Untitled Tiger Project Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The strange feeling came over the tigress Penumbra once again. Her paws tingled, her charcoal hair rose as if electrified, and her body felt faintly as if it were being constricted by the air around her. She flicked her ears in irritation, but she was too used to the phenomenon to express actual alarm. She didn't even bother to raise her head off of her single broad foreleg. The sensation would pass, as it always did, and she paid little mind to it.
It was the water leaking from the rusted pipe above her head that caught her interest, though. She had been absent-mindedly watching the pure water fall, drop by drop, from the peripherals of her vision. Now the rhythmic, predictable dripping slowed until it stopped. Then, in defiance of every law of fluid dynamics that Penumbra knew, the drops of water began to rise from the floor and slip back into the pipe. Penumbra stiffened and swivelled her head to watch.
Pokemon Dead ChannelI was introduced to the video game realm a tad late than most other people. For most, if not all, of my early childhood I was isolated from other kids and I had next to no social interactions. My days were spent in a prison like school and my nights rotted away with mind numbing TV. Life was dull and boring, all I had were my stuffed animals and cheap plastic toys to talk to. That's when I got a Gamecube.Pokemon Dead Channel4 years ago in Horror More Like This
It was the christmas of 2003 I believe. I was overjoyed at having my own video game station. It came with the games Super Mario Sunshine, Pac Man World 2, and Pokemon Channel. Each of those games still hold a special place in my heart today. As soon as the Gamecube was set up and ready to go I began playing it immediately.
The first game I played was Super Mario Sunshine. This game is what got me hooked onto the Mario series. After playing it for hours straight and finally finding a level I just couldn't get past I turned to Pac Man World 2. Amazingly enough, I got stuck on level two.
The swanThe swan4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A love swan heart
forming in a shallow
river water an
See it glide in the
moonlight with an
armful of white
across the stream.
Love at first Flight Ch.1Love at first Flight Ch.13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hello there! I am Edge Michael Othello. Though, you can call me EMO.
Okay so I'm going to tell you a little about myself before we get on with the story! You listen, I talk- it works out perfectly!
Okay, first off- I live with my dog. Litterally, I ran away at a very young age, got to Canada, and I have been living in a small log cabin I built since I was 14. Now, I'm 16 and I couldn't be happier with my choices. I have an awesome little mutt that I call Sam and she has become my bestfriend. We care for ourselves, I go hunting when we need food, no one bothers us, and it's nice... except for when it gets bellow freezing, but I've learned to keep think fur pelts around for when I'm cold.
I have simimessy brown hair and brown eyes to match. I used to be kind of fat, but now that I've had less food and I've been exercising more, I am relatively thin, however I have fairly strong arms and legs. (No super muscles cause those are just scary)
Ink and SmokeInk and Smoke3 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
AloneAlone3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You were alone from the start,
But you didn't care back then.
You were special.
So special that no one could understand you.
But that was special too.
No one could reach you in your bubble.
Then the others came.
They were more special.
You pulled away.
While being surrounded you felt so alone.
Until you were really alone.
And no one could understand you.
Not even you.
You tried to change.
But the bubble was strong.
You kicked and screamed, but no one noticed.
That was what the bubble was for.
Then came the time when they pushed you away.
They couldn't have known you are different.
Are you different?
you drifted away,
They won't remember.
They won't remember what they never knew.
Did you know?
Who are you?
Why is it painful?
What is painful?
Why are you crying?
Who needs friends?Who needs friends?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A good enemy is better than a best friend
A good enemy can't betray
A good enemy won't go away
A good enemy will be there at the end
A best friend will fail
A best friend tells you what to think
A best fiend pushes you to the brink
A best friend will bail
A good enemy pushes you forward
A good enemy tests your steel
A good enemy makes you real
A good enemy seeks no reward
A best friend makes demands
A best friend always judges
A best fiend holds grudges
A best friend won't withstand
With an enemy you know they hate you
With a friend you are not sure
To an enemy you can be true
When they run you through
It won't be from behind
A friend won't just let it end
Tell you they never liked you
Every story you tell they bend
Every wound you mend
They inflict two more
With enemies like these who needs friends
01. Kung Fu Panda 3: Super...01. Kung Fu Panda 3: Super...4 years ago in Drama More Like This
TITLE - Kung Fu Panda 3 - Chapter 01: Superlative Lethargy Training!
It was another early morning in the Jade Palace for Master Shifu, The Furious Five, and Po, AKA "The Dragon Warrior". But instead of constant and routinely training exercises, being in a state of 'Inner Peace', etc... We all had woken up fed up, and surprisingly nobody knew what to do for a change!
There were no bad guys to fight, the Valley was at peace and literally lived to its name, and generally so was all of China at peace as well.
Master Shifu just sat on the stairs that led up to the palace, the rest of the Five wondered and pondered on what to do outside on the training ground, Po wasn't hungry, and I (Tigress) just laid on my back and gazed up to the hot summers clear blue sky.
"What do you have planned for today Shifu? Nothing, I have nothing planned for today!" Shifu said to himself, as he chucked pebbles down the steps to relieve his boredom.
"I want to get something done, oh yeah! Wi YAH!" Po sai
Battle RapBattle 2007Battle Rap4 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
ArrivalArrival4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sweet singing airs of song sparrows and robins
Tell me all we share is just a vibration
Through thoughts a jubilant jubilation
Justifying what path love takes its spin.
I vibrate for thee on an elated plane
The vibrato of which we discover gains.
Sweet sultry soprano above the trees
Tenderly lock away all doubts of loss.
Tulmultous times threaten to give the toss
To us, now we defy, and I give release.