The Art of the MusicianIn most hearts the music echosThe Art of the Musician6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the symphony of a broken soul
PainlessThrow a rock;Painless4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
throw a bolder,
throw me in a river.
I feel painless.
I feel fearless.
I feel careless.
I love you,
I miss you,
I need you.
I understand clearly,
that maybe it will never happen.
Never, just keep reminding me of that.
I understand clearly,
if time is your test,
it'll always fail.
I'll always fail,
you'll always fail,
we'll always fail.
Life will always fail.
My love will always stay.
Yours will disappear.
Shake it off, and live tomorrow.
Shake it off, and keep breathing.
Shake it off, and keep your (broken) heart beating.
Can't help yourself..I never wanted this to happen to us.Can't help yourself..4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's slowly erasing our identities.
Could you find your heart buried in needles?
Lost in the woods, Rivers flow, minds blend
Can't help yourself...
Watched me crumble,
I wish I was a little stronger.
World Is A Nightmare.Once upon a time, night was a friendly place to be.World Is A Nightmare.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Darkness would cloak me, and help forget about the world as wrote.
And the silence that strung in the air was bearable.
The night used to be a place of safety, security.
Then it changed, turning bitter against.
Bringing out all my nightmares that 4a.m. knew.
The world no longer seems peaceful, felt like monster were linger in every shadow.
How do you sleep in a place you can only fear?
How do you release your secrets, when everyone has betrayed you?
How do I pick between dreams and reality right now?
They're both nightmares.
The Truth in MeThey could never see,The Truth in Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
light, it blinds,
the dark, it hides.
They could never hear,
the pain, it hurts,
but they wont hear my screams,
They could never feel,
the real is gone,
the fantasy is real.
They feel... they see....
they hear... they breath...
but no one will ever know
the truth in me
Hardship and triumph,
all up for grabs.
Love and comfort,
taken from all.
Pain and sorrow is all I
feel. never before
has it ever
No one understands,
no longer are love
and comfort present.
Confusion and anger
hang in the air,
but they now hurt with
the sting of despair.
The Broken GirlThe broken heart beats,The Broken Girl4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The broken mind thinks,
The broken mouth speaks,
The broken soul lives,
The broken fingers search
for a place to survive,
and the broken girl
somehow makes it before she dies.
The Night CircusThe circusThe Night Circus2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A land filled with promise
The place to be
When seeking joy and glee
A town bursting with high spirits
With a beautiful and fun appearance
But when the lights flicker out
Its charm is in doubt
Gone is its glamour and fascination
Revoking the welcoming invitation
No pin-juggling jester
A barren help center
The funhouse empty
Stale popcorn a plenty
Everything is silent
When the moon is at its highest
Here and there some hocus-pocus
What could possibly happen at the Night Circus?
An Anita Blake Fan PoemLacey Ariana PettyAn Anita Blake Fan Poem9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Anita Blake fan poem
Devils Speak French and Angels Have Fur
I felt a strange sort of darkness,
Slip out the corner of my eye.
I saw something bright and shining,
Fall down from the sky.
Angels chasing me from the right,
Trying to lead my way.
Devils call to me at my left,
Asking me if I'll stay.
But I don't think I'm well enough,
To follow anyway.
But I know I'm just too dangerous,
To ever ever stay.
One wants to marry me,
And save me from my life.
The other wants but to dance with me,
Laughing to the sky.
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Anita Blake - Jean ClaudeJean Claude woke up alone again. The room was as dark as pitch, yet he could make out the fine details of it like he was in sunlight. He was in one of the many bedrooms under the Circus of the Damned. It was simply decorated with black carpeting, a couple of leather chairs and a chest of drawers that had some of his spare clothes. He stood up in one swift motion throwing back the black and red silk sheets. He loved the contrast they made against his pale complexion and it made him think of Anita and himself twisted together in the sheets. It made his insides ache that she rejected him at every turn. What was he doing wrong?Anita Blake - Jean Claude8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Jean Claude realised he had been standing still looking at the sheets for sometime. He was wasting precious darkness. He needed to feed. Quickly, he pulled out a white shirt, jeans and grabbed the boots he had left beside the bed and went into the bathroom. This was his favourite bathroom in the Circus. It contained a large bathtub, more like a spa, that could hold