MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR CHAPT. 3MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR CHAPT. 35 years ago in Settings More Like This
MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR CHAPTER 3
Driver Alf brings the bus to a stop outside A STRANGE BUILDING. "What a funny place!" John remarks. "I don't like the look of it." George adds. "WE'RE JUST PASSING THROUGH!" Wendy Winters says reassuringly.
Before long,Jolly Jimmy has led everybody into an Offical sort of Office. Behind the desk,sits MAJOR McCARTNEY,looking VERY IMPORTANT. Beside him,sits SGT.SPINETTI looking over his shoulder.
"Just follow me!" Jolly Jimmy whispers. "AND IF THEY TRY TO GET YOU TO JOIN UP,DON'T TAKE ANY NOTICE!" Jolly Jimmy adds. Now that is easier said than ever done... Eventually they leave Sgt. Spinetti yelling about the haircuts and other Military things...
"NOW!" Wendy says. "We'll split into two groups. All the ladies-THIS WAY PLEASE!" Wendy adds. "And ALL THE MEN,should come with me."Jolly Jimmy chortles,with a special twinkle in his eye. "I've got a NICE SURPRISE FOR YOU!" He yells with a smile on his face.
"Hello!"George says. "We're going into a striptease club!
A Rebirth of Sky and SeaA Rebirth of Sky and Sea5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your memory carried me through countless nights
Nothing more than a glorified incubus
Your serpent words wrapping there way around my heart
We both need to move on, fellow lost soul,
The coming dawn waits for no one.
I'm only your princess when no one else is looking
A pet trained to come when your lonely.
I can't wait forever for you to make up your mind
The fading night leaves everyone behind.
I would have been your everything if I only had a chance
But we are young and your heart wanders while I look on
My wounds heal, your poison drains away leaving a clear mind
With my face to the rising sun, I am born.
It is your turn to wake up Lord of dreams and wishes
My hands once reached out to you, craving the feel of your skin
Bitter reality waits to greet you as I walk away with few glances back
The moon sets and a young girl dies.
Hours spent missing what never was is a heavy burden
My shoulders feel free once again and I pray you find the same peace
The fissures and cracks in a young he
Of Love and Lightening BugsOf Love and Lightening Bugs4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mommy, I love you so bad
she whispers, with her arms wrapped tightly around me.
her cherub face looks up into mine-
springing auburn curls
and sparkling hazel eyes.
a nose sprinkled with kisses from the sun
the biggest smile you would never want to dim
shared especially with me.
Mommy, can I catch a lightening bug and keep it forever?
her words echo into the diminishing sunset.
I turn away while the words linger for a moment and then fade away
and the lightening bugs dance on the corn tops and stalks of wheat.
She flutters at my feet, much like them
difficult to capture and impossible to contain.
So confident she is, and wistful am I,
I hate to disappoint her, but say anyway-
I'm sorry, little one. Lightening bugs can't live forever.
'Mechanics''Mechanics'5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Clouds think that their movement in the sky is a result of their will to move.
We are all oblivious to invisible winds.
'my Night''my Night'5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I make constructs
draining the light
of an eccentric candle
but suddenly the night moves
into an impossible morning
and dreams dissolve in the wake
of an atomic sun
BelieverBeliever5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't want to die
I just want to find a place
Where pain is a metaphor
And God is explained
Where people smile when they mean it
And don't laugh at murder
I don't want to kill myself
This world is all I have
I don't hate the sun
I just wish it would rise
On an earth that doesn't bleed
On hands that rest from pain
Where miracles are believable
And patriots are not scorned
I don't welcome darkness
But darkness is all I see
I don't want to die
I just want to take you home
Where babies live to smile
And families stay together
Where compassion still means something
And I can deserve your love
I don't want to die
And I won't
Not as long as I have breath in my body
The love of artThe love of art4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let me feel your lips on my neck as you run
would be too trivial,
but you feel like kissing you on the soul flowing
is too perfect,
last night of quiet,
but I am silent
and silent wall clock and it
secondary over the last kiss ...
last night I looked a bit
and you hated me some dry longing ...
is morning, my dear,
souls, and take flight with loud sounds now ...
including delusions, though ... I love you.
September dreamSeptember dream4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And too dark in the morning,
clouds of thoughts and dreams, thoughts
smoke out of my ear in September,
how I wish, God how I wish
I sit and watch the evening,
As you sit and look only to you face
me squatting in a cloud too white
your dreams in the dark and inserted,
in white dream, wandering of September.
Master Plan Chapter 15Master Plan Chapter 156 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 15: Romance at the Pool
The elevator doors opened and we stepped in. The elevator kid, as I call him now, was staring at the corner, motionless. Facing the wall. What the hell?
When the doors opened we stepped out and the kid still stood like a statue. I snickered and Adam held the door open to the pool.
I laughed as Adam tried to splash me. Instead the water whacked Steven in the head and he had to jump into the water and get him back. We were down at the pool, 'relaxing.' Yeah, right, I thought as I watched everyone splash each other in the face at least seven times. I was the one relaxing with a drink in the pool.
Eventually Adam wore out and came over to me while Raja, Rob, and Steven kept violently whacking each other with foam noodles they found floating around. I started snort-laughing while watching them. They looked like fourth grade boys at a water park. Adam saw it too and laughed with me.
I took a sip of my drink and glanced to Adam. I stared at him unexpectedly,
The Curse.Only in the darkness can you see the stars, they say.The Curse.6 years ago in Historical More Like This
But there are no stars to be seen in the crypt of St. Vitus Cathedral, only the fleeting shadows of long gone kings and saints, delving in the sacred grounds of the old pagan sanctuary that christian priests claimed as their own long time ago.
This is a place of power, vows and ancient knowledge.
And you should have known. You should have listened to Heinrich, the quiet master of old, occult lore. He knows that some powers are no folkloric tales, no propaganda tools to beguile the simple-minded. They are real. You, the young neo-pagan god of death, wearing the black-and-silver of the Thunder God, warrior rings on your fingers like the Norse warlords of old, you should have known that some ancient things are better left undisturbed. That their golden shine is just a trap for fools, eye-candy for those always eager to reach out for Fortune and Glory - two unfaithful mistresses that drag you into their arms but are only deciet and lies
it only takes a moment of your life...See the Sounds;it only takes a moment of your life...3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Listen the Colours.
The PainHave you ever felt the pain,The Pain6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The pain of being trapped,
Trapped in your own body,
The body you were born with,
The body everybody assumes to be you?
Your souls screams,
Heart is torn,
Both fighting to flee,
Flee from the bonds they are held with.
But it's impossible to run from your very own eyes.
Then somebody else,
A friend, a brother, a stranger or mother,
Says one little word,
And that little word pierces your mind,
Your heart, your soul
With barbed arrows,
Leaving you to bleed and scream some more.
In your tormented mind,
The solution is more pain,
Of the physical kind,
So you pick up a knife or a razor,
A shard or claws,
Just to paint jagged lines accross your skin.
You try to kill the body and free the mind,
Free the soul and the heart,
But the bonds are too tight,
All you can do is paint more lines,
Have you ever felt the pain?
Because until you have felt it,
The torture I go through,
Every minute in this forsaken life,
Don't tell me to ignore it.
annabbelle(two ays, two enns, two bees, two ells, to ease)annabbelle5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i met a girl who wanted two
of everything, to
reach out for your hand, so she could have another one, too.
KnowledgeKnowledgeKnowledge4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There must be much more to life than
poorness and poverty much more than
small sleepless hours
and the remaining uncertainty of what life is,
the constant craving for knowledge.
There must be light to balance the dark
Fatherly Love - Adommy -He was curious.Fatherly Love - Adommy -5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was curious about being with men.
I was curious.
I was curious about being with him.
So after a very amped up show, a kiss was shared and so on and so forth. But, who would have thought that it would end up like this?
I stood behind the wall that separated my fans and me and took one more breath. "Let's go guys." I said letting Lisa, Monte and Longineu walk by me. Then came Tommy, he distinctively bumped into my arm, and as he made his way on stage, turned around and smiled at me, I blew him a kiss.
Taking one more breath, I went onto the stage.
So hot, out the box. Can we pick up the pace? Turn it up, heat it up. I need to be entertained.
There was a dance number for this one, a strict one too. So, I couldn't just walk over to Tommy and tease the crowd. On the contrary, I sort of liked the opening number, it gave me a chance to think. As I danced and sang my mind wondered, the conversation Tommy and I had from the night before.
"You really wanna go public
ControversyThere is no happiness, only chemicalsControversy6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No God, only need
and if the breath of your angels
is what sparks your seed
just let it be known
from my own flesh I feed
the creation that chemicals
induced to breed.
My DisabilityThey look at me differently,My Disability8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And shoo their children away.
They judge me by the way I am,
They don't listen to what I say.
They think I must be dumb,
An old-fashioned "Idiot."
Just because I cannot get up,
From the chair in which I sit.
And even when they get to know me,
They still don't understand.
Always underestimating me,
Because I cannot stand.
"You don't look like you should be in a wheelchair,"
A lady once told me.
Why? Because I don't drool?
Because I'm aware that I have to pee?
I'm sick of all these stereotypes!
Get to know me, please.
And then maybe you will see,
That I can talk with ease.
"Poor thing," a woman mumbled,
As I got off the elevator.
The fact that she refered to me,
I didn't realize until later.
I don't consider myself disabled.
I do not wish to walk.
I just want you to stop staring,
And listen when I talk.
Don't you dare call me an invalid,
Cripple, retarded, or lame.
Just call me Jennifer.
By the way, that's my name.
I bet you didn't know that;
You didn't bothe
How Should I Feel? Chapter 5 Tommy's P.O.VHow Should I Feel? Chapter 55 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
All I could do I was breathe. My mind was in overdrive. When I got that phone call, my heart skipped so many beats, I thought it would've stopped. Never would I have thought that Adam Lambert would be requesting to come live with me. Ever. And I mean ever
I just sat there on my couch, clutching my cell phone so hard, I'b bet my knuckles were turning white. My heart was beating so fast. I nearly forgot how to breathe, all I could think of was him. Him. Adam. I loved him. And if my life depended on it, I couldn't tell you why, but I did. I loved him. I brushed my bleach blonde hair out of my face, and stood up. I practically sprinted to the bedroom, attempting to make things look presentable, without making it look like I didn't live there. I left eyeliner uncapped in the bathroom, shoes still lay scattered by the enterance of my condo.
I whipped around and stared at the clock. 1
How Should I Feel? Chapter 4Adam's P.O.VHow Should I Feel? Chapter 45 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I knew I had to end it. And I knew I had to end it tonight. It was the how part I had issues with. I'd considered a multitude of possibilities.
Over the phone
Face to face
Writing a note
Leaving a message on the phone
After a few hours contemplation, I'd finally come up with a way. I was just gonna leave. In the middle of the night. While he was sleeping. I was just gonna pack up and go. However, there were still means of communication that would have to be manipulated. For instance, I'd have to change my cell phone number, and block his.
Cold hearted? Yes
Necessary? Also yes.
Another issue arose.
'Where the fuck am I gonna stay?' I questioned myself. 'I could always stay with Tommy....'
No, bad idea Adam. Bad, BAD idea.
"Fuck you, conscience" I said barley above a whisper.
I sat down on the couch and turned the tv
Me and My TherapistI stare at herMe and My Therapist5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She stares at me
I clench my fists
I focus on breathing
"How are you?"
She finally says
How am I?
How does she think I am?
Obviously I am not ok
Otherwise why would I be here?
She stares at me more
"How have you been since
I saw you last week?"
She fakes a smile
I don't even attempt a smile
"Have your pills been working?
How do you like them?
Have they kicked in yet?
Are they strong enough?"
They taste like cleaning supplies
I still feel like killing myself
And I overdosed on them
I stare at her
She stares at me
She slowly smiles
"What are you thinking?"
Actually, I was thinking of pancakes
But I can't say that
So I shrug
And we go back to silence
I clench and unclench my fists
And stare at the ground
"You are the tensest child
I have ever seen"
I look up
She's smiling again
What am I supposed to say to that?
So I say nothing
I glance at the clock
Ten more minutes until I'm free
Save MeWhen earth shifted,Save Me6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And those riddles I had
Stacked fell on top of me,
I gripped my inner self
I tried to hold my seconds,
So that I wouldn't have to leave you.
But I questioned my only
Thoughts. . .
Replied with taunting words.
I questioned you too quickly,
A love from which I grew,
and when we said certain things,
And held out long goodbyes -
I heard songs play on parting seas.
Do not think my love was just
Some vain that fell in puddles,
That dripped off gutters, after
It was real, it was like a shadow.
In which the warmth I felt
From you, graced me like a cabin mountain
Fire during a harsh winter.
Can't I pray . . .
From the shadows?
Even To carry you.
Not even the signs were there
When I was born,
not a star marked
Me, even Zeus had pushed me to
Hades where turrets of green water
Washed on rocky shores,
Beneath the ground we had walked.
But like knights who fought as did
We, and swords cra
How Should I Feel? Chapter 3Tommy's P.O.VHow Should I Feel? Chapter 35 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sat down on my living room couch, and just stared at the wall for a while. It felt like ages. I could feel where my tears had streaked my face. All I wanted to do was sit here for the rest of the night, and just let my mind go blank. God, I would give anything right now, for a way to just forgot everything I didn't want to know.
I didn't want to know Adam was in love with another man
I didn't want to know that he would never feel the same way that I do
I didn't want to know that Drake even existed
I didn't want to know that every time I saw Adam, my heart skipped a beat, but I knew he didn't
even notice me
I didn't want to know he didn't care
I didn't want to know he doesn't love me
It kept replaying in my head.
'He doesn't love you. He doesn't love you. He doesn't love you.'
My mind was like a broken record. It wouldn't stop. It was like the one
Rye - pt. 1 - YAOIPart OneRye - pt. 1 - YAOI7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"To whom I could not save...listen to me." Czeslaw Milosz
* * *
There was a ring around the moon that night. A hazy red circle that hung delicately, as though it would snap and fall apart at any moment. People used to believe that the ring was a sign of witchcraft. The sign of big changes to come. Others took a more practical approach; saying the ring was a cause of pollution, fires, and gases. But whether it be witchcraft of science, the hovering ring still made people uneasy.
Jared leaned hard against the ocher doorway of the balcony, his head tilted back until all of the moonlight touched his face. He though it was rather pretty the blood-red ring. Worrying his bottom lip between his teeth, Jared tapped the paintbrush swinging loosely in his fingers against the canvas hed set up on the edge of the balcony. Hed been working on the painting for several nights now, anxious to get it done before the ring disappeared for good.
Swirling the bristles around th