Secret Lovers Secret Lovers</i>Secret Lovers9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Under a veil of secrecy they meet
Enslaved by outdated customs
So aware of every sound fearing discovery.
Forbidden kisses the thought of them still lingers
The touch of a lovers hand, their lips so close
Both just awaiting their next rendezvous.
Secret lovers concealing their emotions
Until the time of clandestine encounters
When they can free all concealed desires
Those moments together seem an eternity
So pleasant the feeling of a lovers touch
A magical feeling when nothing else matters
Beneath their tree of secluded passions
They indulge all those cravings
The unproved love they share
Secret lovers concealing their emotions
Until the time of forthright encounters
When they can free all concealed desires
Fairy TalesI used to believe in fairy tales,Fairy Tales9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
where the hero could save the day.
Everyone was beautiful to someone,
in a different kind of way.
Families were always loving and close,
no one was sad for so long.
But now when I read these fairy tales,
I smile because they are so wrong.
I used to wish for happily ever after,
and that my prince would love me always.
The villains would be vanquished forever,
so that we could be peaceful nights and days.
Good fortune would fall upon us both,
and into the sunset we'll drive.
Now I wish for decent days at a time,
and am happy every time I stay alive
I believe in the world I see today,
because in any moment I might give in.
I believe not everyone can be beautiful,
because no one loves their own skin.
I believe families are full of jagged edges,
because my own cuts people all the time.
I want to believe in fairy tales again,
does it seem like such a crime?
I wish for my world to simply be normal,
because then I could at least be content.
I wish that my demo
Two LoversTwo Lovers10 years ago in Teen More Like This
"Euphoria." That's how she described it later. Said it was like it wasn't real, but she knew it was. Not drugs or anything like that, she got past that a year ago. She says it was something bigger, more meaningful at least.
"Do it again," she whispered.
"You know I can't, I regret it already..."
Crawling around me, teasing me like she always did, "Why not?"
"Because... just... because."
Nothing else was said, she just kissed the back of my neck like usual. She always went for that one spot that makes my whole body seem to scream, and yet it was always so soothing. All I could do was sit there, I knew she would get tired of teasing me soon, and then maybe I had a chance. I always messed it up though.
She seemed to slither in front of me, and got close enough to my lips that I could feel her breathing. She always did that, and it always worked.
"Stop..." I said, "I can't take any more, not now."
In that seductive voice she loved to use- "Aww, but why not?"
"I'm not going to, and
i miss yousometimes i pretendi miss you6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that youre still here with me
that when i wake alone in bed
youre just making me my morning tea
but birds cant mask the noises
you dont make
and your clothes have lost their smell
the pillow man wont hug me back
- he doesnt know me well
throughout the day i listen hard
thinking that youre
i lull myself into peace
till i believe my lie
i run to the phone expectantly
and drown in disappointment when
its not your voice i hear
i dont know how to tell you this
SexySexy11 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What is Sexy!
A small round tattoo
on the ball of your back
peeking out of your jeans
Sexy is your brown eyes
In the afternoon sunshine.
Sexy is ripe red strawberries
Between your lips.
Sexy is the curve of your thigh
The shape of your waist
The contour of your breast
Sexy is the way you smell
Jasmine, lilac and lavender.
The sweetest thing
In a summer breeze
Sexy is watching you
Sit in a chair
the way you do.
The way you cross your legs
The way you lean in your chair
The way your hair
rest on your shoulders.
The touch of your skin
The feel of your kisses.
But the best thing
Is holding you close.
To my heart and soul
And that…is sexy.
To BethTo Beth11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In my dreams i now have seen,
iLlusion's eyes that have not been.
frOm tranquil lands, and loving lights,
aboVe our head shared star lit nights.
therE we lay in a peaceful bliss,
me and You share a passionate kiss,
when trObles of all others cease,
that is oUr time of common peace.
when love Becomes love untold,
tales of grEat still lay unfold.
love is no myTh or song or lore,
beauty is witH in its core.
Psycological Story - Tree Of Life And DeathPsycological Story - Tree Of Life And Death2 weeks ago in Comic Scripts More Like This
One shot manga:
Story written by: "Connor King/Cirax"
Will be drawn by: Lydia Shawn (http://art-is-yummy.deviantart.com/)
Name: Yashio Motto
Clothes: Nerdish & wears glasses.
Hair color, length: Very long, girlish type hair, color red/ginger &
Has Freckles on his face.
Page 1 (Story Start)
Leaves are seen falling from a lone autumn tree on a hill.
Close up of the tree.
Sfx Kick, noise heard from behind the tree
END OF PAGE 1
Birds fly out of the tree branches
A shot of a group of 4 boys, kicking one younger boy while he has his back against the tree.
END OF PAGE 2
The young boy is carrying a backpack, it lays beside him as he is getting kicked in the stomach.
One of the boys stands over the younger boy, the younger boy is
One little problem.The words from your mouth are like a stab in the chest,One little problem.5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And the wound takes so long to heal, a lifetime at best.
And the glare in your eyes pierces my skin like a knife,
And I feel so guilty, as if Ive ruined your life.
I could make excuses and try and shift the blame,
I could ask for forgiveness and try and explain.
I could just walk away and try to find someone new.
But theres just one little problem, Im still in love with you.
I know Ive done something wrong, and I know thats why you wont talk.
And I know that right at this moment, you want to crush my heart like chalk.
But I know that deep inside your heart you have the capacity to love me still,
And all I can say is that I love you so much and I really hope you will.
Hitler's LullabyHush, little baby,Hitler's Lullaby4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't say a word.
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird.
And if that mockingbird won't sing,
Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring.
Even though the skies are black,
And filled with smoke from the burning racks.
The lingering air here reeks of gas,
No, little girl,
We're not coming back.
But if you close your eyes real tight,
You can pretend everything's alright.
And maybe it won't seem so bad,
If you remember all the love we've had.
Hush, little baby,
Close your eyes.
And dream of yellow butterflies.
When you wake,
We'll be gone,
From this world where we don't belong.
Kiss -Kiss -11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
did i really see that?
that quick spark in your eyes -
and i had thought it unreal.
in my exile,
i had assumed too much,
thought it my own need,
thought i had pushed too hard.
but here -
i see you bend...
i feel that uninvited expectation
in your parted lips...
Invictus - Chapter One - Tears of a Broken HeartInvictus - Chapter One - Tears of a Broken Heart3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter One -Tårer af et knust hjerte - Tears of a broken heart
Margurite Shepard: Earth-born, War Hero, Sentinel. Full Paragon with a very healthy dose of Renegade. Saved Wrex, Saved Rachni Queen, Romanced Kaiden, Saved Kaiden at Virmire, Saved the Destiny Ascension; All squad members recruited and loyal, destroyed Heretic Geth, Destroyed Collector Base, Miranda and Legion killed.
For the purposes of this story, Shepard doesn't receive Thane's LotSB letter until after he leaves.
"Shepard, ETA to Invictus is twenty minutes."
Shepard rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand. "Thank you, EDI. Have Garrus and Tali meet me at the Kodiak in thirty."
Margurite Shepard stared with empty eyes through the dark portal above her bed into the empty blackness of space. She didn't need a mirror
Heart and Home, ch1Heart and Home, ch13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was autumn and the smell of rotting leaves on the chill morning air was almost pleasant. Better than the usual scents of filth and decay in Kirkwall, anyhow. Thanks to Merrill, they were hiking up the Sundermount again, on their way to do something stupid. Extremely stupid. The tiny Dalish mage looked worried as Hawke walked beside her, and behind them Varric grumbled.
She hated to drag him out of the city like this, but there really wasn't anyone else she could trust to come along on this errand. Before leaving, she'd spoken to Aveline and left notes for Sebastian and Fenris. The guard captain was suspicious, but she knew better than to pry. Sebastian would be unhappy that he was left behind, but there was no way she could drag the Chantry brother out to summon a demon. Just thinking about it made her feel tense and unhappy. And Fenris . . . Fenris would be livid when she
The American Obesity ProblemThe American Obesity Problem4 years ago in Editorial More Like This
I have no face. There was a time when I may have owned one, but this is a fuzzy half-memory. In fact, it may be entirely an invention of fantasy. These days, regardless of my history, I know for a fact that I have no face. However, I have been granted a name: The American Obesity Problem. And I am growing in the United States. You may have seen me on television. You may have been witness to my disconcerting back cleavage and mystified by the seamless transition my legs make from my calves into my ankles. You probably saw my unsettlingly large, shelf-like behind as it strained against my tight Capri pants that I swore I would fit into someday and, when I didn't lose the weight, decided to wear anyway because, "If I spend more than $30 on pants I better damn well find a way to squeeze into them." You may have caught a glance of ponytail resting on my back, or a peek at several of my lower chins. But
DA2: SolaceTitle: SolaceDA2: Solace3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Game: Dragon Age 2
Characters/Pairings: Isabela, FemHawke/Fenris
The pungent liquor ran down her throat in huge gulps, starting to take effect on her tired mentality. Blood was rushing to her head, causing a blush to come over her face. Her eyes felt as if they were crossed, her tongue felt slick against her teeth, and her limbs were beginning to feel heavy. Cozy warmth emanated from her fingertips, and every touch caused what was like an electrical current to run through them. The people surrounding her were blurred, and their voices were muffled. Sentences formed in her mind slurred into a mess of words, and the reason why she was drinking was becoming hazier by every second.
It was exactly as Hawke wanted it.
The woman beside her was making the most noise in the tavern with her cheering and toasting. Being scantily dressed did no harm in attracting younger, craving gazes upon her.
No Sympathy for DevilsNo sympathy for devils.No Sympathy for Devils3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not for them, or us.
You know what we are.
You can see it in our nature,
Indivisible from our truest form.
My breath portends brutality.
Violence has always composed our core.
To deny it would be to deny our heritage.
I must harness my birthright.
Judge me not
By the temperament of my voice,
Or the iron in my eyes,
But by the will with which I fight.
Your pity is an unwelcome crutch.
I refuse it.
Do not question our nobility.
We wage war on many fronts,
But our enemy is singular.
We have seen him.
We know him well.
Our lives will be the final offering.
We'll build the altar ourselves.
No, we don't need your help,
But you may sharpen the knife, if you wish.
KalahiraMass EffectKalahira3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Guided Meditation -
Shepard and Thane
The captain's quarters are far off from the engineering deck, but I can still hear the hum of the engines if I shut the music off and listen to the quiet. Most nights, it's enough to get me to sleep.
I'll lay back and watch the stars crawl by through the skylight, or watch the fish flit around in their tanks. Slowly, it becomes harder and harder to keep my eyes open. I'll roll over so the glow of the fish tank doesn't penetrate the darkness behind my closed eyes as I drift off to sleep.
The darkness is overwhelming. If I squint really, really hard I can just barely make out the pinpricks of distant stars. But it's so hard to keep my eyes open. I'm cold. Freezing cold, so cold I feel like my bones will implode and my skin will tear as it shrivels and tightens and I open my mouth to scream.
I can't. I open my mouth, try to
Blue SkiesBlue Skies10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Thine eyes, at night, reply
with glimpses, torrents and throes;
batting lashes as phoenix ashes,
skips of stone on open shores.
Wax to wane to bend friendly,
may this season be neverending:
rain drops on top,
wholesome sun on sole,
the non-stop motion of blossoms.
Thine eyes, at times, defy
all psychic laws,
some physical, too;
there's whimsy, lipstick, demure posture -
In PreparationIn Preparation3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Title: In Preparation
Author: E-Girl007 (Emily G.)
Game: Mass Effect
Characters/pairing: Kaidan Alenko
Disclaimer: Mass Effect and Kaidan Alenko are property of BioWare and Electronic Arts. This is purely a non-profit entertainment exercise. The writing however is my own, and I would ask that if you wish to feature it anywhere make sure credit is given to both myself, and BioWare/EA. Thank you.
Something old was playing on the sound system. Something really old. Kaidan looked up from his drink and over to the stage where the musicians played. The front woman was blonde and hugged the microphone, pressing it to her lips like the romance would make all the difference. She had a low voice that slanted sweetly in all of the right places. He turned completely in his seat to give his full attention to the stage.
Ain't it good to know that you've got a friend, when people can be so cold
Her eyes met Kaidan's and she smiled as she moved in time with the piano and the guitar.