Steven Universe Parody: Do It For HerSteven Universe Parody: Do It For Her2 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I do it for her,
And I would do it again.
I do it for her, and that is why
I’m going to win.
Keep my stance wide,
Keep my body lowered.
I’ll keep moving forward,
Onwards like a blur.
One step, two steps,
Bolting ever faster.
And if I ever falter,
I’ll stay fixed on her.
Keep your eyes wide,
For their defenses lowered.
Just keep facing forward--
Look out, Rose!
You almost got hit!
One step, two steps.
Put your heart and soul into it!
There’s too much on the line, my friends,
We cannot fall
On this battlefield,
We’re surrounded by chaos.
But if you ever have need of me, you’ll have my shield and my sword.
You just have faith in why we fight this horrible war.
That’s how you stay sure,
It’s why you never give in.
And you’ll concur,
Without a doubt,
That we’re going to win.
She says we must defend this whole planet.
But I just can’t help but ask exactly why.
What I don’t know is its hid
Karkat-kun Notices Sakura-chan!Sakura Katana had just finished school. She was walking to her hive alone, with no one with her. She let out a loud sigh. "Karkat-kun didn't notice me today..." She said softly. The rainbow-blooded girl looked up at the sky. "What do I have to do to get him to notice me??"Karkat-kun Notices Sakura-chan!1 year ago in Romance More Like This
After a few minutes of walking, she spotted Karkat Vantas on a swing. How kawaii desuuu!!!! Excited, Sakura-chan ran up to him. "H-Hello Karkat-kun!" She greeted. The mutant looked up to see the her, and gasped. She was so beautiful. "..OH, HEY. WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?" He asked, his face flushing a deep shade of red. That was so fucking kawaii. Sakura couldn't help but fangirl.
"AAHHHH SO KAWAII DESU NYAA!!! EEEEEEEHYUGEBHJ~"
That freaked him out a lot, and caused him to get up and run.
"E-Ehh? Why did he run away???" She asked herself as she tried to catch up with him. "Wait! Karkat-kun! Come BAAACK"
Sadly, he was too fast. Sakura-chan couldn't catch up with him. She continued her way home.. Happily. Karkat spok
Chubibo - CarouselChubibo - Carousel9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The carousel of life goes a-round
Its passengers ride and alight
(Either falling, or fading, or getting tired)
It never stops spinning.
Whirling in a circle of folly,
A lesson learned
Is a lesson forgotten...
Love is, 'poemLove is like the wind, your life is spinning just like spring has sprun, yet voices lie there, and sing the saddest song. lies lies lies. are what they seem to be, and you soon find out, there will never be a you and me.Love is, 'poem6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love is like the rain, it splashes down onto the ground in a gracelful way, some might say. It sings the tune, the tune of love, yet gets in peoples way, and seems to missbehave. What does this mean? Will I ever see the rain again? Or will I just be outside, burning with the pain?
Love is like the ocean, it moves swiftly, and never backs down. It twists and turns, but never stops. And always seems to make the mark. But as it sings, it leaves its ways. And parts into one, while the other goes away.
Roy and Hughes DrabbleThe phone was ringing.Roy and Hughes Drabble11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
An arm snaked out from under the rather comfortable warmth of the blanket and with practiced ease snatched the phone and hauled it back to a face still pressed solidly against pillows.
"Good morning, Maes."
"And here I thought you liked hearing my voice over the phone." Roy's voice was thick with a sly smile. Definitely audible, the smirk was almost tangible.
Gathering brain cells still brandy-dipped Maes took an attempt at actual words. "The hell time is it…?" Maes cracked one eye open, seeking some amount of light to judge the day by.
"Oh, about an hour before dawn."
"The hell you want? 'S too early for work."
"Well, I was having some coffee, and wanted to let you know how delicious it was." Was it Maes' imagination, or was Roy attempting to coo into the phone?
"Why would I want to know about your damn cup of coffee at this indecent hour?!"
"Well, since you always think to share with me, I thought I would try and be such a good friend to you
On Seeing without SightPATIENT 1 - a young boy of ten-twelve years; was discharged from hospital one week after operation. He is in his bedroom, surrounded by wooden objects and shapes on paper.On Seeing without Sight1 year ago in Drama More Like This
BOY: Depth? What is depth?
DOCTOR: Depth is the third dimension, other than length and width. (motions with hands)
BOY (bemused): Dimension?
DOCTOR (holds drawing of square and a wooden cube): This drawing has two dimensions: length and width. This wooden cube has three, including height.
BOY (struggles to reach wooden sphere): This is depth? (holds sphere with both hands, ogling)
DOCTOR: No, that is roundness. The sphere has depth, though.
BOY: I don't understand.
PATIENT 2 - a young male slightly older than Patient 1. He is in a hospital bed, preoperative.
DOCTOR (presses wooden cube and sphere into patient's hands): Can you tell what these shapes are?
Melody PoemEverything seems to fall, to the ground, soft and hard.Melody Poem6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Strangled up in my feelings, I'm so confused, so confused.
I fall to the ground, on my knees.
These Tears I cry, fail my Heart.
Everytime I know to smile, its always fake, its always fake.
I can't choose now, its coming too close.
The winds have strengthend, and the stars are falling.
The whispers seem to fill the night,
the waters seem full of life.
Hearts are broken, children are playing.
This melody, is so un-willing.
Its far away, my laughter sings.
I see your face, and you've grown some wings.
Over and over again, lets play this Melody.
Starting from depression, over to serenity.
Over and over again, Scream your Love.
This way to live, is such a waste.
Stop the hate, Play the Laughter, Pause the Pain, I'm going Insane.
You've been on my mind...Quite frankly, you're heavy. Get off.You've been on my mind...8 years ago in General More Like This
AndieAndie, I know how it feels to cry,Andie9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To feel the pain well up inside.
Andie, I know what it's like to feel
as though the world has turned against you
Even though you're half the world away,
I promise that I'll see you someday
And even though you're half the world away
I promise that I'm always here for you.
Andie, I know what it's like
to struggle on against the odds,
even though it seems best to give up:
Andie, I pray you just keep trying
Mort D'eteClosed to the lightsMort D'ete11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of familiar remedy.
Cruel cycle passing.
The invisible weeper casts blue
Inviting the streets to a dance.
Detached eyes contain reflection.
Surrender among the alleyways.
Past the weeper and her clouds
Beyond the roads of dying days.
Diverging fates deny incline.
Succumbing will of wait engage.
One score plus ten and four
Five and Five 'till doubles squared.
Horizons sing on days decline.
When mort d'été passes prime.
take me awayI closed my eyes andtake me away11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I could see for miles
the years went passing
and dreams flooded into my mind
in a rushing wind I found myself screaming
"take me away"
time and space flew away,
in retrospect I could tell
that though enjoying myself in the moment
to stay would mean to forget myself
the world around me began to bleed in pain
while we all were at each other's throats
we bled our own selves dry before we'd lift our hands to help
giving into our own vices while we jumped in screaming
"take us away"
we'd never been here before
and it should've stayed that way
'cause now we're living for ourselves
we don't care about anyone else
I rolled out of bed and began to shudder
as I opened my eyes
I could barely see my hand
darkness had fallen upon this land
and there was one small light
a beam of hope came from withinI
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Child of the DarknessI look at my reflection, what do I see?Child of the Darkness11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A dark painted portrait,
longs to be free.
The scars in my vision
I breathe eternal, eternally chased.
My soul is disfigured,
cold hands, are unclean.
So close to fiction,
too close to be seen.
Scented and painted,
but covered in blood.
Here in this ecstasy,
an all-natural drug.
Perfect pale white skin,
Impurities run deep.
My own body dead now,
for my new soul to keep.
Covet the darkness,
and burn in the light,
Here I shall remain.
Your child of the night.
Saying GoodnightSo here I am. 2am listening to the saddest songs I can find.Saying Goodnight9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All I can think of is you. Nothing else compares to you.
I have realised you are the one I cannot do without.
So I just sit here, pouring out tears of ink,
trying to find the perfect hook, a catchy line to describe the indescribable.
But nothing is that simple.
How can it be when our instruments are hopes and dreams?
I guess that I can never come close to him
I say love is foolish.
I know you love him
But somehow still think you may care for me again one day
Oh well, time for me to sign off now
I say goodnight to your pictures
and hope beyond hope that one day I'll kiss you goodnight.
I should never have let you go.
Legacy of a SpellswordLegacy of a SpellswordLegacy of a Spellsword2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Journal entry of Sir Johannes the Legendary, Day 1:
Treason! An assassin has wounded my father, the king!
To bring order back to the kingdom, he has sent my siblings and I on a quest to save him. Together, we will venture into the cursed woods, and enter Castle Hamson. This cursed castle has stood on the edge of the woods since time immemorial, but rumors say that within it dwells an item, which will cure any ailment.
Tonight I will get a head start over my brothers and sisters, and set forth on my quest while they lay asleep. To fail this quest would be an embarrassment to my name.
Journal entry of Sir Terry the Young, day 1:
I am Sir Terry, the youngest of the king’s children, and last in line to the throne. Though I have heard of the assassination plot, I was not enthusiast at the idea of scouring Castle Hamson for a possible cure to father’s wound. It is not that father does not like me… but there have been rumors of more than tr
Today's Lesson Is TopographyToday's Lesson Is Topography11 years ago in Erotic More Like This
Hey, tonight's lecture is on topography. Lie back and let me navigate, I've got all the maps. I will lead you down a course, discoursing as we go about those damn fool nights of two shots too many. Tonight's lecture is no story, song, or rhyme but a lesson in math of the wildest kind. The geometry in our curves bends like so. Watch your footing.
Now, I've got some graphs for your ears which require closer examination.
I knew a dead girl once. Upon meeting her in that dark corner of Serengatto's (it means something in one of those love languages of romance lands) she said
"Do you remember dying?"
and I said
"First I'd like to remember living
lets return to this communiqué
once we find the ground."
I had never played words with a dead girl before.
We made visual love there, on those too small seats of Serengatto's, our eyes conjoining in ways profane and delightful. So I knew her methods and wily means before we even said hello, or what passes for that in these parts. It was
PubertyAsh, why wont you talk to us, sweetheart? Mom asked me with a smile. She leaned forward and touched a hand to my arm, smiling like all mothers do when they want to sweet talk you into doing something for them. You know were all here for you. Were not here to judge you. Just tell us everything that happened, Ash. Youre really worrying us.Puberty8 years ago in General More Like This
Its starting to get annoying, Ash! That was from my rival Gary. Because when youre throwing a calm, quiet intervention, you should bring your sons childhood rival who spent most of his life figuring out ways of tripping you into the mus. Could you just open up your fat mouth and answer us?
First of all, Im not fat, and Garys a jerk. Next, Im not going to talk. They all have that same stupid idea in their heads that Im going to open me mouth and speak even though I havent for a while now. Its not going to happen because they
Queen BeeQueen Bee11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
People used to say
That I was scary
But I still feel the same
All worthless to me
Getting no where in a fast car
Thorn in my side.
Normality being accustomed to abnormality
And we wonder why we're different
And we wonder what's the same
Everything but you, I've never changed.
Eating dirt, how's it taste?
Meet the ground, ground to face
You "never did anything"
Which is why you've given me your life
Upside-down staring at a wall
Falling deeply, confined to a trance
Psychotic mind unlocked
Well, here's Johnny.
Why the insistent questioning of answers?
What for are they given again
The wall's moving now
And then you fall.
Mistress Darkthe beautiful woman,Mistress Dark11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
under whom so many of us study.
Pleasing is the sensation of self inflicted pain.
No matter the medium;
metal to an arm,
bile breaking a throat,
repetitions of St. Agnes.
Like God she gazes, prideful of that which she has created,
and she says it is good.
We see the twisting grin,
the bust that swells.
Repeat our actions we must
a thousand times.
Until our bodies refuse to flinch,
reveal no pain.
Then we can show her; the mistress to Beelzebub,
we too may master the art of sweet agony.
The Dark Lady will point a chapped finger,
more she will push for
Lady Death gives opiates to the masses;
blinded and willing, in turn the masses
shackle the bodies, naked to the ceiling.
Willing to feel Lady Sting, Lady Scorch.
Longing to die for her,
in both fire and ice.
Revelations would hit her, manifestations.
Lady Masochism will fall silent,
at this precious epiphany,
'there are other masters of her art.'
Souli feel like my troubledSoul10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
soul has fleed me
i wish i never had
a soul so my pain
would not be so real
but i know my soul is
there but in hideing
from the cruelness
that is this world
i feel my soul has
fleed me but i know i
it's there somewhere
Chess.Take two steps back,Chess.9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
rewind the time.
I can't move forwards when you are now so far behind.
Shake it off,
it won't go away.
I can't move forwards when you are on my mind again.
Step back again,
I can't move forwards when you are in so much pain.
Caught between this,
and what it was.
I can't move forwards when you are still so captivating.
It wasn't simple,
still isn't today.
I can't move forwards when you are so damn casual.
I can't move,
I can't breathe.
I can't move forwards when you are not by my side.
OnyxI remember the walks we never had under the stars we never saw and the chances to make memories that I missed. I curse myself more and more each day that you're gone. I think of all the times we talked and all that's left for me to say is that I care about you more than anyone else.Onyx9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I need you more and more each day, I need you here with me. I swear that one day I will see you, and I'll never leave your side.
I can't help keep thinking of the last time that I saw you, of all the things I left unsaid, of all the late night conversations when I should've been begging you to stay instead of flying away in the morning. Spread your wings and come flying back to me.
Maybe Fate has a different plan for us, a future where we can always be together. Until that day I swear you're in my thoughts and prayers…but still…
SorryI'm sorry for lettingSorry10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You get under my skin
I'm sorry for forgetting
You didn't want in
I'm sorry for being
A leech on your skin
I'm sorry for not seeing
You weren't letting me in
I'm sorry for crying
My tears stained your skin
I'm sorry for dying
When you finally let me in
I'm sorry for living
And for breathing on your skin
I'm sorry for sinning
The lie I was living in
I'm sorry for hurting
Each time you felt my skin
I'm sorry for flirting
After the danger set in
I'm sorry for carving
Lines into my skin
And I'm sorry for starving
I thought you wanted me thin
But most of all I'm sorry
For stealing from your life
For deluding that maybe one day
I would be your wife
The day we failed
Was the day I died