A Rebirth of Sky and SeaA Rebirth of Sky and Sea4 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.
Think about lifeThink about life4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Think about how the beauty of life???
How in the life of the tragedy and how the wounds .... As the joy that grief divide us part ....
When judging the pot and lose a loved one dies the world and left without saying good bye ... no .. not even the memories of it goes consolation ...
Forever like the imagination and we can not imagine again ...
What to do ...??
Do you cry ...??
Do you complain about ...??
The complaint about what we tell ...??
I see a lot of grief when people submit tears on the cheek and removes the smile from the world ... and as if the grief of his life will bring ...
Many of the people Death himself and his life stands for the paradox of a loved one ...
Why do not we see this world in a positive ... why do not judge before he understands the mind of conscience ....
Why not make the sadness in your part does not mention?? To shed a tear ..... what make us laugh .. entertains us and makes us laugh ...
Let us always remember that this world is not our end ... to rememb
MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR CHAPT. 3MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR CHAPT. 34 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!
Arsenic LemonadeDissonanceArsenic Lemonade4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your incontinence, it speaks to me
drinks to me
Here's to misery
And down it goes, like liquid fire
the liquid desires of desires' liars
loss of innocence, it screams at me
Here's two to listening
And down it goes, like stabbing pins
Digging deep into the flesh like lovers' sins
Treasonous differences, they cling to me
Here's three to agony
And down it goes, like arsenic lemonade
looking back tartly on the lemony death it made.
Litany, promise to keep me in memory
Take in one more as you take in the death of me.
Here's four to death.
And down it goes, like the softest downy whisper of a lullaby,
The last crystal notes of a downy whisper life.
BelieverBeliever4 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 Anatomy of Lovei.The Anatomy of Love5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her heart was like a clock-radio. The alarm would go off at precisely 3:30 AM every morning to let him know she was getting too attached and was growing scared that he would leave. He would always press the snooze button 3 times because he liked to show her that he would still be there each time it went off again.
His lungs were like a pair of airbags. Every time he would crash and burn they would smash against his sternum threatening to break through his temperamental skin. She was always the first on scene and would relieve the pressure thrust against his chest by tuning her heart to his favorite frequency.
Her words were like misguided missiles. She would fumble with what to say and would choke on every other syllable but it never seemed to bother him. She found it embarrassing and he found it adorable and could listen to her limp through her sentences for hours. And sometimes he did.
His eyes were like empty vessels waiting to be filled. They weren't any particular
Pray for MongoliaMongolia is a landlocked country in Eastern and Central Asia.Pray for Mongolia3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
It is bordered by Russia ino the north and China to the south, east and west.
Ulan Bator is the capital and largest city
The population is over 2 million
The Gobi Desert covers southern Mongolia.
One of Mongolia's most famous leaders was Genghis Khan (1162-1227)
The explorer Marco Polo (1254-1324) visited Mongolia.
The popular pet Gerbil originates in the desert regions of Mongolia.
Its Latin name, Meriones unguiculatus, means "Clawed warrior"
invisible childrenwe walk aloneinvisible children6 years ago in Socio-political More Like This
we march on
to the sound of
caused by shells
like bird songs
to wake us up
in the morning
we answer the
call to fight
and rush in as
blood coats us
like mud from
our breaths are
stilled by wounds
and smoke, while
of our homes
burning in fire
don't go away
no matter how
much we squint
we are soldiers
we fight like men
but we die like
Your Promiscuous WaysWhen you suddenly took my hand and told me that you love me,Your Promiscuous Ways5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I've never been more touched by the need in your voice and the love in your eyes.
And when you look at me in that promiscuous way,
I can think of nothing else but being gazed upon by you every day.
You don't do this often most of the days,
But when you do,
My heart burns of an unmistakable need in return,
And I can feel this love in your ever simple words.
It's the kind of love I've always wanted,
The kind of voice that makes everything just fine.
It's one of the most beautiful feelings I've ever had,
And something I don't ever want to forget.
"Mechanics""Mechanics"4 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.
a limerick(10√3 + 21/e) / 4 = ε + √343a limerick4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Why the Emu doesn't flyWhy the Emu doesn't fly4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Why the Emu doesn't fly
A long time ago, when birds only had small boney limbs instead of wings, a very cold chill came over the land. All the birds panicked as no-one knew where to go or what to do. They all soon decided to wake Owl and ask for his advice.
"Everyone must move to a warmer place. The cold-season is coming." said Owl, very sleepily.
"But how are we going to do that?? It's so far away." asked Parrot
"We don't have anything to travel by. We only have our tiny little legs and these useless boney limbs!" cried Willie Wagtail.
"You must go to the Moon-spirit at dusk on The-Day-of-Full-Moon." replied Owl, "She will grant you all wings to fly."
"What utter rubbish!" Emu rudely interrupted, "Everyone knows that moon-spirits don't exist!" and with that, she stormed off.
The other birds, however, saw sense. They knew that Owl was old and wise, so they trusted him and all agreed to go see the Moon-spirit.
At dusk on The-Day-of-Full-Moon, each and every bird, except for Emu of cou
Dear InsanityDear Insanity,Dear Insanity4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why won't you leave me alone?
You just don't seem to understand,
That I want you to fucking go.
I do everything you ask,
And give into your every will.
What else do you want?
I'm starting to lose it, can't you tell?
A moment of peace,
That's all I ask.
Just leave me be,
I'm fading fast.
What is it,
That you just don't seem to get?
You taunt me every day,
And I'm really sick of it.
I'm tired of your torture.
Not knowing right from wrong.
I'm sick of all your lies,
The ones you whisper all day long.
Dear my sweet insanity,
I beg you to hear my cries.
I know you've been with me for so long,
But why can't you just say goodbye?
Unrequited LoveUnrequited Love4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Some act as if it should be daggers through your heart
for the one you love to pine after another
even if you never been together.
Darling if you fancy the moon and the stars more than you'd ever love me
if the dreams and hopes of folly and life encapture you more than any word I could ever say
then as long as your happy I'll take my leave.
This path is long and winding
we shall see each other often enough
while you flitter in out with the butterflies and lamps of your life.
But as long as your laughing or there's a grin splayed across your face.
Then be happy and waltz that dance only you truly know
and if you cry bitter tears of mourning or heart break
call out to the path you so wander
and from my side of the road I shall hear you
and there I will run to be your friend and gentle crutch.
We shall carry each other until you can walk without any aid.
And when you rush off to another direction.
Know softly I whisper your name like a prayer of hope for you
before I go off and continue o
"my Night""my Night"4 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
i slammed the door.it hasn't been very long, but i miss you.i slammed the door.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i miss lying in your arms, staying warm and falling asleep. i miss your laugh and how it sounds with my ear pressed up against your chest; the way your heart beats faster everytime i wrap my fingers in yours.
i miss your smell. it's musky and clean and it lets me know that this is real. i miss your arms around me, pulling me closer to you with every stuttered "wow" and the way you rest your chin on the top of my head. i know i'm just silly, but i'm burning with anxiety.
i miss the bliss. the bliss of knowing you think i'm beautiful, and lying nose to nose on your couch. your hand on my hip is like wildfire; i'm staying right where i am.
i never thought i could be so happy lying in someones arms.
i can't wait to do it again tomorrow.
Conlanging: A How-ToAre you the sort of person who looks at Elvish script and realizes with excitement that those gorgeous squiggles actually mean something? When watching Avatar, did you find yourself trying to work out certain Na’vi words? Have you ever wished you could make up your own language, whether as something to share with your friends when you were young, or else a deeper element to flesh out your personal universe? If so, you’re damn weird. But you’re also lucky, because this article for the layman is going to make your linguistic dreams a reality.Conlanging: A How-To2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
We’re going to talk about language. More specifically, we’re going to talk about what happens when we take language apart into its little recognizable pieces, because it’s from these pieces of real, natural languages that we build our constructed languages, or conlangs. Essentially, you’re going to get a crash-cours
I Could Never ExpressThere's so much I want to say to youI Could Never Express5 years ago in Other More Like This
So many emotions
But if you said "I love you too"
It'd bring tears to my eyes
Pain to my heart.
Not from sadness
But from relief
From all the pain
I've felt these years.
I could never express
All the grief
And the hope I hope to gain
If I could just be with you.
Yet once again
Words and paintings aren't enough
For me to hear
"I love you too."
PerspectivePerspective2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The looking glass extends throughout
All splatters of pure clear
A reality that hasn't begun
All innocently of mind
The stares of the unknown
Are stepping stones across
The bridge of perspective
The perspective from within
Redden streaks merge with white
Staining all lies inside
Bringing them all out into the surface
Over the edge of the terrence
Crossing over that gap
With the sharpened demons below
Waiting to devour
Waiting only to steal
The planks upon which they walk
Creak and fall with every step
With steps further they take along
A new perspective of reality