Dancing in the Rain The rain made a steady beat of droplets on her umbrella as the girl walked down the worn path. Her bare feet squished gently in the mud and more than once she almost tripped; she started running then. She could see where the path led out of the forest; that was where she was heading. Voices broke through the silence of the rain; they were yelling, calling out the girl's name. She stopped at the edge of the forest; she turned and looked back down the path, looking for someone. Seeing no one she dropped the umbrella and ran into the meadow. Rain instantly soaked through her black dress. She was drenched in seconds but she didn't seem to care. Laughing the girl began to twirl in circles slowly getting faster and faster, leaning her head back to feel the rain on her face, and throwing her arms wide. Just then a boy appeared in the meadow; he was also soaked and he looked relieved to see the girl. She stopped twirling and looked at him smiling, her dark hair clDancing in the Rain4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
i am beautifuli am beautiful4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i blink back the tears
with a shaky hand i pick up the lipstick
forcing myself to look in the mirror
i see her
tangled matted down hair
bloody chapped lips
zombie grey eyes
cracked rough skin
i used to be beautiful
now im here
in this tiny room
i bite my lip
the cracked mirror showed a tearsteaming down the girls face
i shut my eyes
so no one can be let in
they cant get into my mind
thats the only place im free
i feel my shaking hand rise
i feel the soft brush of the slanted
tip of the lipstick zigzaging on my face
over my eye
under my nose
through my lips
cross my brow
i open my eyes
i cry uncontrollably
shreik a murderus cry from my frail body
slam my fists into the mirror
whatch the shards fall to the floor
i am beautiful.
ineloquenti can't say what i think;ineloquent4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i am restrained by adjectives, heart
alone with the vistas, scenarios in my head
everything i can't share;
the imagery i can only hint at
intensities of hope and color,
fictional nineteenth-century airships on
fields of golden wheat,
the touch of skin and whispered thoughts of lovers,
fury at inexpressible injustice,
visions of a future (implausible, but beautiful) with sweeping expanses of
inch-thick glass holding back the cold of space,
surgical tubing and glistening scalpels under bright white lights,
imagined anxiety in the minds of Russian spies
and maybe, what i feel
you see, i am not the shadow of my former self
nor am i some brighter duplicate
but something in between: a glowing ghost
with a clearer view and
no freedom, a thousand images
and self-imposed impossibility
have you ever seen me burn a notebook? did you
know? how many days in a row
i've tried and failed to convey the emotion and stiffening glory
seeping through my limb
Beautiful FoolI want the rain to wash away this sick mindBeautiful Fool4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Why did you fucking made me like this!
I want the thunder to blind my eyes
Why do you let me see all of this!
I want the earthquackes to take my body away
Why did you give me a body like this....
Sitting there crying in the corner...no one cares for me.
That much I know
I sit there...thinking of the things my mind let's me see...the things that wonder in there, the things that no one should see...And my eyes just help out my mind...letting it expand more. The fantasy world taking over.
LifeLife is scaryLife4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Life is joyous
Life is an adventure full of excitement
Life is a rollercoaster that is always making twists and turns, ups and downs
Life is beautiful experience
Life is a terrifying adventure
Life is full of choices and consequences
Life is a never-ending story
Life is a train that's destination is unknown
Cold MilleniumCold Millenium5 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Space station Zelan, central artificial control satellite of the Algo system:
Numbers stretched away into infinity...
They were there at his touch, in his idleness they were like the stars in the void he so often saw: islands of light, incomprehensible in their piecing glow, only gentle in their distance. These things stemmed from the world, drawn out by living minds and scuplted with living hands through centuries of history. Those motes of dust, tracing lines as complex or simple as the dynamics of solar plasma or lumbering orbits of worlds, were numbers. In the cold, dim silence, they were salvation and sustainence for a mind otherwise locked in observation of the glinting traceries laid out before him.
Set in a frame of steel, light formed line, segment, and grid. That single monitor displayed what the whole monolithic complex filtered and rendered into an endless waterfall of numbers and data. They cascaded across the screen as swift as droplets hurled by rapids, none missed by th
rare flowers and time-lapsei am searching,rare flowers and time-lapse4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
holding on to
something not available in stores.
a soft, quiet sensation that grows
intense and cool and
like a wall in the shade.
it is a difficult thing to locate,
elusive like rare flowers,
a thing to read too much into.
sometimes with a slow-moving finger
i wordlessly open rare flowers like
shuddering gravitation towards the sun,
opened by some invisible solar wind
plants make excellent subjects
for growth and stillness,
location of sustenance in stark ground
sometimes you're a warm body to hold on to
and sometimes you're a rare
inspiration to luxuriate in
and study intently
i am proud to recognize the sensation of
and that of pen to paper.
it is an old and half-forgotten feeling
oft-shunned, but welcome for once.
though i am inherently distractable,
worrying about definitions)
often diversionary actions
lead to otherwise impossible
i am no flower,
but i like
Invisible or just not there?I've always been there but they all just over shadow meInvisible or just not there?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
making me feel like nothing...making me feel like shit
Yeah, yeah...It's not lady like to use that language
so what now you care?
But when I was there for you everyday
Fixed your over blooded bandages and made you tea
Stayed by you even though I knew it was wrong
Gave you all advice but received non from any at all
and the second I have my opinion it's put down and killed faster then a leaf in an autumn storm
I have had enough
of the bullshit that you put me through
Not knowing who I am and where I stand
I have had enough of being p
AngerAnger is a parasite that manifests itself inside and creeps into every creviceAnger4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's a hurricane forming on the rough waves of the ocean
Anger is a tornado that unravels the world around it
It's the fiery-red molten lava that spews from the ever constant eruption of a volcano
Anger is the high waves of the bone-chilling, storming sea, waiting to drag you down to the bottomless depths of madness
Through MeThrough Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everyday I'm happy, I smile, I even laugh
But I know whats inside is taking its last breathe
I try and try to fight back but I can't help
No one sees the pain in my eyes
They see my crystal-clear blue eyes that say nothing
I look around to find nothing not even myself
I, myself, is nothing anymore it has vanished
Vanished where only spirits see what I lost
I close my doors so many times to my room
The feeling of shutting it, is relieving
Almost as if I have a secret hidden in here
I wish not to share with anyone
For it would ruin my last piece of hope
The last piece I've been holding onto
feels pointless to hold on longer
I have yelling coming from all directions
I close my eyes for a moment
I imagine me somewhere free
Free of everything I never had...
Burning DreamsSomething burning, something sweetBurning Dreams4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The smell of broken dreams and angels' wings
As they are tossed on the fire.
We weep for what might have been
Never thinking to douse the flames
Piece together our dreams, and take the wings unto ourselves.
BurdenI feel one thing which makes me....Burden4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
....Undergo some kind of pressure.
I know that everybody round me....
....They see that I had changed.
I deemed it not important, though....
....Inside my soul there was a worry.
Besides, it really makes me nervous....
....And closed for colleagues and friends.
It may be something in the air, or....
....May just be the weather problems.
It's like a fever, or sometimes....
....It's like a fire burning from inside.
So, I can feel it like a burden....
....Which meaning I can't understand.
But I don't even want to know it....
....I want this feeling just to disappear.
I Dare YouI Dare YouI Dare You4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Come on Ichigo! ONE game!" Keigo begged, Ichigo sighed and rolled his eyes, "Alright alright already... I'll play ONE round of turth or dare with you people..." he muttered as he sat against the railing of the roof, "Ok!!! Ichigo, truth or dare?" he asked, "Truth," he muttered back, "Do you love Rukia?" Ichigo's mouth fell open, "Just come out with it already Kurosaki, we already know that you do," Uryuu said simply as he took a bite of his sandwitch, "Then why ask me?!" "To hear you say it," Mizurio replied, Ichigo sighed, "Yeah..... so what if I do?" Mizurio smirked, "Truth or dare Ichigo~?" "What? Didn't I say I'd play ONE turn with you guys?!" "You said one round, well, we haven't gone around the circle once yet," Mizurio replied cleverly, "I hate you, I hate all of you," he said, "Truth or dare Ichigo?" Chad asked, "Oh Chad not you too!" "Don't be such a crybaby Kurosaki," Uryuu muttered, Ichigo groaned, if he humored them maybe it wouldn't be so bad.... "Dare," he mut
DawnDawn2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How dawns the morn so very bright and bold
that night's dark face can only turn away;
and all our dreams in sunlit skies are sold
as eventide gives pardon to the day.
She feels the cloak of dreams unclasp their sway
and fading softly spun into the gold,
that she will rise from sleep and make her way
ere morning grows another second old.
ReflexReflexReflex4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Rukia sighed lightly as she leaned against the trunk of the tree she was sitting in, one leg draped over the limb, the other pressed to her chest, she needed some time to think... just... time to think.... so much had happened lately and she was hoping that finally things would calm down now that Ichigo's powers were back and Aizen was dead for good... she was hoping that all the drama would come to a hault and she and Ichigo could move on with their lives, "Hey Rukia!" speak of the devil... Ichigo's shout had shocked her out of her daydream and she toppled over and out of the tree, "RUKIA!" he screamed as she squirmed in the air, he panicked, holding his arms out and trying to catch her, but she was out of his grasp, just as he thought she was about to go splat..... she landed on her hands and knees! "Phew... that was close..." she said, standing up and brushing herself off, "H-How did you do that?" "Cats always land on their feet," she replied with a shrug, "But you're not a c
My wingsYou cannot see them.My wings4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I know they are there.
They sprout from my back.
And they let me soar.
As clear as the purest water.
Stronger than mountain stone.
They lift me and my spirit.
You cannot see them.
I fold them or spread them wide.
They feel the touch of the sun.
You may doubt what I say.
But I know they are there.
To me they shimmer and shine.
Scales that reflecy my soul.
You may touch them but never know.
They sprout from my back.
Up in the sky.
Among mountain tops and clouds.
The wind rushes over them.
UnknownI hear the screams of voices all aroundUnknown5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In a setting that is secretly bound
Nobody knows it is there
from far above its a forest bare
inspiring greenery see miles afar
children inside are mentally scarred
captured and tortured with no ending limit
a child cries but they make no move to quit
two sick men fulfil there dreams
while tearing children apart seam by seam
one little girl cries day and night
never in months has she seen sunlight
wanting her mother to hold her close in her arms
taking her from this nightmare and out of this harm
her door unlocks; she scowls above
to see a tall man wearing black gloves
she cowers away, knowing what's to come
if only she could get one chance to run,
one more beating is all her frail body could survive
one that cold winters night, that twisted man took her life
nobody will know what happened in there
But that little girl was happy, that the angels did care.
2 days on her body was found down near a river
the men w
ForgivenessI know I'm dyingForgiveness4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm okay with that
I've accepted my fate to die
But. . .
I have a question
An important one
Where will you send me?
Heaven or Hell?
I sinned and I know that
But you made me weak
It's not all my fault
The demon offered me promise and power
I wanted the power
I needed the power
And I needed the hope that came with it
So I took it
I made a deal with the devil
And now you're the only one
Who can save
I've made my peace with life
The power was great
For a while. . .
But it drained my strength
And stole my beauty
Now I wear this bag
To hide the ugliness
That burst out of me
Please save me
I'm all alone now
No one loves me anymore
But you still love me
And now all I want
Come BackCome Back4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The small words we do communicate is not enough
To turn my heart right side up again
The words spoken are more than heartless, there..
Your heart has turned stone-cold..
The touch of my hand doesn't quiet you..
What have I done to deserve this bitterness
You lost your soft sweet tone
All I have left of you is your face
If that goes..
My heart won't know what to do
My memories will over-fill with you...
Of the times we were so innocent..
So new to the world..
To do great things that turn into love
Please come back to full fill my heart
Which was always yours, first
ShadowsThe shadows creap in.Shadows4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
just like in my dreams.
they slowly consume me.
as if i have done a sin.
they crawl up on the beams
and soon black is all i see.
they start talking.
they say nasty things.
they say "take your life".
and soon i start seeing .
that sadness is all that the shadow brings.
they say "pick it up, pick up the knife".
Then I stop and yell " no! no way! this isnt the way to go!"
they stop and they say" yes it is, its the only way".
Then to door opens wide.
and a hear my friend they yell "no!"
"stop this we care about you !" and thats all they had to say
and now the shadows creap away, just like the tide.
SenseYou just don't get it do youSense4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What you've done to me?
Your life is forever changed
Mine as well
I offer you my comfort
You turn it all away
You claim I'm insulting you
What did I even say?
Nothing's making sense now
The world is upside down
I guess I'll just stand by now
As you let yourself drown
The Judgment HourDown, down, down, I traveled through the Duat. Book of the Dead in hand I searched for the Hall of Truth. I knew my hour of judgment was near but somehow I couldn't bring myself to be afraid. I had been a proud and fearless man in life and I would continue to be so long after. Reaching the bottom I crossed the great lake of fire. I could see the black marble of the hall up ahead, towering over the underworld like the great castle it was. Finally, approaching the great structure, its doors open like a colossal demon's maw prepared to swallow me whole, I began to feel the first tendrils of dread creep up my spine. No, I would not fear this, I would be strong and proud like the man I was in life. Stepping through the large doors I walked down an enormous, dark hallway with high ceilings before reaching the even larger central room. Sitting in the center was a large scale and at its base, a colossal creature of the likeness of nothing I had seen before, asleep. "Come forth!" boomed a powerThe Judgment Hour4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This