Sharing EdenSometimes, I think about John.Sharing Eden8 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I grew up in my grandparents' garden. It was fairly large and brilliantly colored in a way Crayola could never compare. I spent my days running through the pods of flowers, jumping from rock to rock, or simply laying on the grass, watching the birds, the bugs, and the days go by.
In my childish mind, I thought that God had one day decided to add Eden to Heaven, but accidentally dropped that forbidden garden on the way home. Eden shattered into pieces, and those beautiful shards fell to the Earth. When He saw how beautiful those fragments were, instead of sweeping up the pieces, he decided to leave them there as samples of Heaven. He sent down angels to care for the gardens so that they would flourish even when the area around them turned uglier and uglier.
I thought my grandparents were angels. Unlike most people, my grandparents did not plant healthy flowers. They had the remarkable ability to reconstitute withered and dying ones; weeks were marked with
A Handful Of Flour-must readAs I sit here, I cry a tearA Handful Of Flour-must read11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Something horrid happened
1849 was the year.
Beautiful, scared Lake County
Was the place of horror
A handful of flour was the bounty.
You see, two men had Pomo's work
The horses, the fields, whatever really.
Kelsey and Stone, both were jerks.
Raping children was fun and games
If parents said no they were hung from a tree.
Oh, the endured so many shames.
For the hours they toiled they were paid
Four cups of flour to feed huge families.
Onto rocks at night their heads laid.
As it came to pass, two Indians had a plan
Steal some horses last at night
One buffalo would feed many a man.
Something went wrong, I don't know how
But Old Stone and Kelsey wound up dead
Listen closely it gets really bad now.
Three weeks came and then they went
The Pomo's feared the days and nights
That the soldiers will be sent.
They started to feel safe and sound
But they kept a watch out
They knew they'd be around.
Finally the US Army came over the hill
Everyone hid in the lake with tul
You can if you want tooYou can hate me if you want tooYou can if you want too8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I don't mind one bit
I've heard it all before
And I don't mind it
You can yell at me if you want too
I've learned to close my ears
I don't pay attention anymore
To anything you think I hear
You can hit me if you want too
I've learned not to feel
If you go numb inside
It makes it easer to heal
You can break things if you want too
I'll just buy everything new
It'll make it easer on me
Once you say we're through
You can cry if you want too
Tears will make you feel better
I'm sure your new slut will love it
When you go crying to her
You can say nothing if you want too
Sometimes silence is the key
Words don't mean anything
When a broken heart is plain to see
You can hate me if you want too
It's the natural thing to do
Just remember for what I did
I hate my self too
AlwaysAlwaysAlways7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No matter what you do to me,
I shall always love you.
You will always be in my thoughts,
No matter what you do to me,
I shall always love you.
You will always haunt me,
Your face is forever in my head,
The Lingering ThirstThe Lingering ThirstThe Lingering Thirst7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I watch her,
The thirst for her blood making me angry.
She looks around, untroubled
By the fact that a monster wants to kill her
She glances at me with deep, brown eyes
And I know then that killing her isnt a possibilty
But, the thirst for her blood makes me stay away
I cant risk exposing my familys secret
Or murdering the one I love.
Bella's lullabyAs i laid there, still awakeBella's lullaby7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I heard his soft voice emanate
Oh how wonderful it was
and I loved it just because
It brings back every memory
of the day I turned eighteen
He sang me my own lullaby
that always made me close my eyes
I didn't dare to make a peep
As Edward's voice lulled me to sleep
And now I thank him once again
as I fade off to sleep with him
It almost makes me want to cry,
hearing my own lullaby
20 ways to annoy Inuyasha1. Yell, "Look its Kouga!" then laugh when he looks.20 ways to annoy Inuyasha10 years ago in Humor More Like This
2. Call him kitty man (^_^)
3. Constantly try to play with his ears.
4. Tell him you "accidentally" handed the Tetsaiga over to Sesshoumaru.
5. Play "keep away" with tetseiga.
6. Pants him (hehehe)
7. ...then ask him why he doesn't have a tail
8. Try to get him to do tricks for "treats".
9. Throw a stick and tell him to fetch.
10. Stare at him (he seems to hate when people do that).
11. Whistle when you call him.
12. Tell him "Due to economy...Kagome can't bring you anymore ramen...ever."
13. While he's asleep scream "Oh my god!!!! its Naraku!"
14. While he's fighting (with whomever), glomp him.
15. While he's asleep (again) spike his hair.
16. Disagree with EVERYTHING he says.
17. Sing "who let the dogs out"
18. When he's unconscious paint his claws...scary colors. (I would paint them hot pink and neon yellow)
19. Force him to dance with you.
20. Whenever he mentions Kikyo make disgusting gagging noises (*choke*…*gag*…*throwing up s
20 ways to annoy Naraku1. Shove your shoe in his face and ask if there's poo on it.20 ways to annoy Naraku10 years ago in Humor More Like This
2. Wear his baboon cape and say "I'm Naraku be afraid, nah!" in stupid voice.
3. Poke him in the eye, claim you found an eye lash and tell him to make a wish.
4. When he's in his "deep thought mood" sing annoying songs to ruin it ^_^.
5. Constantly play with his hair.
6. While he's sleeping, knock on his door screaming "wake up!" then run away.
7. Make sound effects to whatever he does.
8. Make monkey noises when he's wearing his cape.
9. Keep taking his baboon cape.
10. For that matter steal all his clothes.
11. ..Then wear them saying that their yours and you bought them at Wal-Mart.
12. Repeatedly ask him why he doesn't have a sword.
13.....point out that anyone that has a sword is cool...but he doesn't have one
14.Make faces at him.
15.Call him chuckles (kukukuku).
16.Make fun of his laugh.
17.Dress his wooden puppets in Barbie clothes.
18. Imitate him overdramatically (sound familiar?)
19.When he tries to command you
HeroShe looks at the pills in her handsHero9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She's trying to decide whether to take a stand
She's been beaten and broken by words from her 'friends'
Now she just looks forward and hopes for an end
She looks at the pills one last time
The throws away the 'giving up is the way' lie
She drops them down the sink
And turns to take a drink
From the water pouring down
He's been harassed all his young and youthful teenage life
Just because he doesn't treat his girlfriend like his wife
He doesn't ask her for sex, or just one peek
He just stare at her beauty and thinks
What a wonderful person she is
And how grateful he is that she's his
So they mock him and hurt him with their empty words
They laugh at him and beat him, but his crying is unheard
He is a hero in my eyes
Daydreaming is DangerousI keep my guard up.Daydreaming is Dangerous7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Watch for the subtle movement of your eyes,
That tells me that you've noticed,
And sooner or later you'll turn and ask 'why?'
But that's really more of a statement,
That's clearly telling me to stop,
Staring at you with lovestruck eyes,
Something I rather like to do a lot.
But I'm safe for the moment,
Because you never, ever look my way.
That's probably for the best because honestly,
I really have no idea what I'd say.
Oh I can sit dream of all the smart things to say,
That would keep your attention all on me.
And then you'd like to get to know me better,
You see, in my fantasies, we were meant to be.
My thoughts are drifting now,
I've realized far too late and fleeting,
And I snap myself back to attention.
It won't do me any good to start daydreaming.
Because in reality, which is nothing like my dreams,
I'm not so smart or funny, and believe me I know it.
But I don't really need to worry too much,
Because you've never noticed.
InsomniaInsomnia10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I was eight I couldn't sleep
Because Bloody Mary lived in my mirror.
The pallid ghost with bloodshot eyes and stringy hair
Who claws your eyes out if you say her name.
Bloody Mary still lives in my mirror
But she goes by a different name:
I am fully alert and wired
Two halves of my brain are engaged in a battle of epic proportions
One half tells me I should sleep
I have school tomorrow.
The other half counters that I have poems to write and pictures to draw
And if I don't release them from my mind,
They will be forever caged.
I don't even know which half of my brain I am rooting for.
Pitch black room
I lie, motionless, under mountains of blankets
But my energy cannot be contained.
The clock ticks
My brain jumps.
This is when I stand in front of the mirror and pick at my hair
Wishing my bone-straight locks were curly
And knowing full well that if my hair was curly
I'd wish it were straight.
I give up on my reflection, because
Nobody looks their bes
Myth of the ZodiansThe twelve signs of the zodiac were once beings, who walked the planet in ancient times. The beautiful, shy Virgo, the proud, arrogant Leo, the compassionate, stubbourn Taurus, the witty, capricious Gemini--all twelve signs walked the earth in the early days, and lived together in a small village.Myth of the Zodians10 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
After a time, when humans began populating the world, the zodiacs retreated farther and farther into the wild places, into the horizons. The humans never knew of them, but they felt them, and their seers could see them, and mistook them for what they are known as today. Needless to say, this was quite intriguing to the zodiacs. Gemini giggled in her breathy voice, and Aquarius smiled once she found out (which was much later as she was always dreaming). Pisces thought it was very wise of tham, and Leo just preened with Scorpio and Aries.
But time passed, and people lost their faith in Seers. Soon the time came when the zodiac of the humans was discarded as silly nonsense. This upset them great
Purple RosePurple Rose10 years ago in Typographical More Like This
She was born as a seed
A purple rose hidden in this world of savage sand
She lives, she sprouts
The pollen of India, rooted in Russia
A rare combination,
The family was broken
Bruising her roots
But she still grew
Shy at first, hiding her buds behind her thorns
Ah, how she loved her thorns
Her way of keeping the world at a distance
Soon came the day when she started to bloom
Blinding us all with her beauty
Untitled as of yetHush now, my baby,Untitled as of yet8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Don't you cry.
I am here
I'll sing you a lullabye.
Sleep now, my baby,
Forget it all.
Set your sights too high
And fly as you fall.
Don't worry baby,
It all fades away.
Let the past go
As you face the new day.
Sweetheart, my baby,
You've closed the doors.
Give it all up--
It was never yours.
Darling, my baby
Look what you've done.
You never could go back
Once the going had begun.
Baby, it's over,
Nothing left to say
For the ruins of the world
Of a brighter day.
Playing GamesHis dangerous ways caught her eye,Playing Games7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Long before she knew she was caught.
And in her head she still hears the warnings,
They told her, 'These things never work out.'
But he laughed at her fears,
Thinking she'd never catch on.
He said, 'It's your life baby,
You call the shots.'
And while he played her game,
Stripping her naiveté all the while,
She shot, 'Innocence never did captivate me,
Nothing like his smile.'
Simple charm works magic on the heart,
She discovered the hard way.
This was hardly her fairytale romance,
But she thought, 'It's too late to walk away.'
He was too much like a drug, and when he left,
She cried, 'I should have listened.'
She should have known that he was trouble,
When he told her, 'You don't know what you're missing.'
She could barely hear him whisper,
Over the precarious beating of her heart,
'You know you're not the only one I've broken,
But the only one I've managed to scar.'
breakdownI must not breakdownbreakdown10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can't let anyone see me cry,
I'm a big girl now
I don't need you to wait by my side.
I can't hold on to my comforts
I'm too old to believe
I'm feeling so alone
Why can't someone hold me?
Everyone believes I'm strong
They can't see the lost soul inside
I need help, I'm disconnected
But I'm too wrapped up in my pride.
I'm getting dizzy
My head feels light
My sight is gone
I'm gonna end it all tonight.
I couldn't cope
Now everyone knows
They found me and my note
And my scars show.
I broke down
Now everyone knows
I lost control
I let my emotions show.
Broken PiecesThe broken pieces of your heart lay scattered on the ground,Broken Pieces8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Crushed by the heavy chains by which your soul is bound.
The jagged edges tear the blood from your hand
As you try to pick up the pieces to make it whole again.
The blood falls like raindrops in shallow pools upon the floor,
Staining your heart black and leave you needing more.
They mirror the tears in your eyes that always seem to fall.
They flood your soul to tell you that youre not okay at all.
You fall to your knees clutching whats left of your pride,
Bruised so badly by him that youre screaming inside.
Your confidence has run down like water down a drain.
Blinded by his promising words, you look back in shame.
He took his dirty knife and thrust it straight into your heart,
Carving bloody lines in his sort of macabre art.
You scream out to the heavens yelling make it go away,
Asking for deliverance from the memories of that day.
The broken pieces of your heart are gathered in your hands.
Staring at the a
A PrayerI heard a prayer the other day,A Prayer7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One about anger, sorrow... and joy,
Joy that comes from the strength,
Of realizing, of loving, everything you are.
It got me thinking,
Here's something you don't know,
That I'm slowly falling apart,
And now it's beginning to show.
Months of slow torture,
In the form of loneliness and shame,
Have me feeling hopeless.
They're the source of all this pain.
It's this dead kind of feeling,
Like I'll never wake up.
I can't even remember what it felt like,
When love was always enough.
I thought I was doing you a favor,
By keeping my troubles locking inside,
But if I would have said something,
Maybe I'd feel like you were on my side.
Now the tears run unbidden,
Down this damaged heart,
Because I don't have the courage,
To keep them from tearing me apart.
I'm going to start praying now,
Hoping that God will somehow hear my pleas,
That somehow, in some way,
I'll find the strength to get up off my knees.