What is Love?Love is a force that is will never dieWhat is Love?4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
It is something that outlives any goodbye
It is what gives us strength
Even when we are kept at arm's length
It is what drives us to keep on trying
Even when inside we are dying
It is the greatest gift we can share
Though so many don't seem to care
One day though we will all find a way
To speak the words we want to say
It's something that is as pure as a white dove
Now that my friend, is love
ForgetForget his name, forget his face,Forget8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Forget his kiss and warm embrace.
Forget the time you spent together.
Remember it all he is gone forever.
Forget the fact that he once cared,
Forget the love that he once shared.
Forget his love that once was true,
Remember now there is someone new.
Forget you cried all night long,
Forget him when they play your song.
Forget how close you once were.
Remember how he chose her.
Forget you memorized the way he walked.
Forget the way that he talked.
Forget the times he made you mad.
Remember how he made you feel so sad.
Forget the thrills when he said, Hi!
Forget the times he made you cry.
Forget the way he said your name.
Remember now he is not the same.
Forget you saw him yesterday.
Forget his gentle and teasing way.
Forget the things you had planned to do.
Remember now he is not with you.
Forget the times that went so fast.
Forget it all it is in the past.
Forget he said, I'll leave you never.
Remember now he is gone forever.
Forget the past that I once
Love.Eyes close.Love.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Knees go weak.
Lips quiver as they touch.
Names are gasped.
Hair is tugged.
forgetforget my name.forget9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you don't need to recall it.
erase it from your vocabulary.
it's just a meaningless arrangement of letters.
forget my face.
there's no need for recognition.
blur my features from your sight.
i'll just be faceless in the billions.
forget my voice.
no need to hear the silence.
the words are empty now.
there is no need for anything to be said.
forget my memory.
there's no need for a reminder of the times we had.
they are just insignificant moments in time.
no reason to remember.
forget my feelings.
they are meaningless now.
void emotions with nothing attatched.
there is no need to be considerate.
they are nonexistant.
DeceivedYou told me things that I blindly believedDeceived6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By you I have been deceived
How could you do this to me?...
I trusted you every second I thought of you... couldnt you see?...
Im sorry things didnt turn out the way you wanted them to be
Life is a pain in the ass yea, we all know that
But you dont have to go on, acting like if I was a fucking brat
I know the difference between right and wrong
I guess the beautiful thought of knowing each other didnt last long
You hurt me you hurt me deeply
And I dont think youre even sorry
Maybe you dont even care
Maybe youve been lying to me this whole time
A mistake without repair
How could I be so blind?...
See what you have done?...
But its like youre not even here like youre gone
Thanks for the lies .
I guess you were in such a disguise
That I barely realized
original.Trying to be original. the bane of every aspiring author's life.original.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
what can i write, that someone hasn't done before me?
what can i use to capture the reader, that hasn't already turned their head?
t h i n k.
let your mind carry you, take control.
f e e l.
hold the pen in your hand.
w a i t.
love anguish pain joy anger jealousy fantasy friendship dreams sadness
but now we need something
the most controversial.
and what is left that someone hasn't taken?
a book with no cover
a story with no plot
a page with no words
an idea with no ambition
imagination with no vision
a writer without inspiration
You Left Me StrongerYou Left Me Stronger:You Left Me Stronger3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Hey there, it's been awhile, do you remember me?
I guess you might not, since I wasn't very important to you.
You know, I spent so many days thinking about - what I did wrong
I questioned if maybe, I was at fault or if I was screwed up.
I thought a lot about the things you said...
The things that were my fault, my problems.
I took them to heart at first, but then I realised you were wrong.
I realised that you are selfish and ugly on the inside.
On the surface you pretended to care, but like a cancer;
You amputate someone the moment you think they've gone bad.
You hide from the rigours of life and only emerge like a parasite
When everything is good - when everything is fine and dandy.
I used to think that I was afraid of you leaving,
But now I know, that you've left me stronger than I was before.
You know, this was supposed to be an emotional whine; an emotional spill,
Maybe I was supposed to cry tears and beg you to come back, but you know wha
Scales Of Life01010010 01001001 01010011 01000101 - We begin our quest on the scales of lifeScales Of Life2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I- The newborn wolf cub: The first emotion reflected in his tired eyes is that of mystery; a
curious devotion to the enigma of the moonbeams that cut through the trees, reflecting in
his inexperienced gaze. He calls out to the blinding light, beckons for its shadowed silence,
and eventually finds comfort in the embrace of mother's love. In that moment, he hears no
cruel sound his purity can't contest. He shuts
out the light as he slowly drifts away to rest. // Perfection was a value whose worth /
//was queried due to Perfection's birth./
The MachineNathan stares listlessly at the computer screen, rapping his fingers softly against the keyboard as he waits for inspiration to come.The Machine6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
But then, nothing ever comes. Its really no surprise.
He gets up with a sigh, scratches his head then trudges off towards the kitchen for his third cup of coffee this morning.
His first book, Memories had been an overwhelming success. The critics had called it a breath of fresh air and a minor revolution in literary genius
But that was five years ago. Since then, he hadnt been able to put so much as a single word on paper.
Hed tried everything he knew to get rid of his writers block, but nothing ever worked: nothing inspired him anymore.
Im a hack. He thought. A useless one-hit wonder,
The idea depressed him.
As a child hed wanted nothing more than to become a distinguished author, and, in some ways, hed gotten his wish. Hed jus
DubstepFeel the bass. Feel the beat.Dubstep4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feel the music. Wash over me.
Feel the thrash. Feel the sound.
Feel the beat pulse. All around.
Feel the bump. Feel the pound.
Feel the beat. Take you down.
Feel the pulsing. In the air.
Feel the beat. It's everywhere.
RWBY - Pink:The Shade of Love Chapter 14Chapter 14: Winter BreakRWBY - Pink:The Shade of Love Chapter 141 year ago in Romance More Like This
After Ruby and Jaune's win against Sigma academy's ace team they parted with Amelia and Her team saying their goodbyes to the new friends. Ruby and Weiss were heading back to the dorm but they were stopped by Yang, "Where are you going we need to celebrate, let's go out and have some fun everybody" Yang yelled out to Ruby and Weiss.
Ruby's mindset quickly changed when she heard what Yang suggested and naturally went along with her sisters idea, "Sure it sounds like fun, come on Weiss lets go celebrate" Ruby said pulling Weiss back towards everyone else.
Weiss couldn't help but go along with Ruby and everyone else, not that she didn't want to but she had something else on her mind and she wanted to talk the Ruby about it.
Everyone had made their way to a restaurant that was close by the academy. They all walked into the restaurant, "Hello table for eight under the name Ya
.:Homestuck:. Humanstuck RoseMary..:Homestuck:. Humanstuck RoseMary.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rose stared at herself in the mirror again, a sigh escaping through her painted black lips as her gaze passed over the still very damp blonde hair that was sticking flat against her forehead. She slowly sunk to the wooden floor, her legs crossing beneath her despite the awkward feel of her skirt being pulled a little too tight against her thighs. Her pale hands moved up to flick the locks around, dishevelling them as best she could. They would dry soon enough – hopefully she would feel better about her appearance then. With a roll of her violet eyes, she dismissed that fleeting thought. She knew when she was here, there was no way she could feel comfortable with her exterior image. There was too much pressure. She couldn’t possibly compete with the lovely girl she was currently sharing a bedroom with for the next few days. It had already been a day and a half, but Rose had discovered that sometimes, their arrangement was to be a challenge; they worked fairly well together,
BrokenDo not tempt me into knowledgeBroken5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I already know too much
your love is nothing but betrayal
a failed attempt at feeling
You try to trick me into failure
make me believe for a moment
that love is real and eternal
make me believe without question
But the only thing
that keeps me here
I can not help but smile
as I seduce you with illusions
you believe in all my lies
as I believed in yours
I wait patiently
while I make you believe in love
and when you least expect it
I will rip out your heart
and place it with the rest of my collection
because all men are the same
The Seven Princely SinsThe Seven Princely SinsThe Seven Princely Sins6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Is Disney that good of a role model,
In the male heroes that are displayed?
They may seem wholesome on the surface,
Delighting their fans by the decade.
But what lies beneath the exteriors,
Of these pretty boys in shining armor?
Let's take a look at each personality,
And see the truth of each daring charmer.
First is Snow White's charming Prince,
Whose gluttony is his own downfall;
For being the pudgiest prince among them,
His moniker is the "fattest one of all."
This chubby round faced crooner,
Has nothing but to sing songs all day.
As poor Snow slaves over gooseberry pies,
To keep his piggish hunger at bay.
Prince "Charming", as so he is called,
Is perhaps the most slothful on the throne.
Neglecting his duties with tired yawns,
And answering only with a shiftless groan.
He typically lays about like a lazy lump,
Never assuming his royal position.
And after finding the lady of his dreams,
Is too sluggish to even seek her out on his mission.
Prince Phillip, thoug
Mary Had A Little LambMary had a little lamb,Mary Had A Little Lamb10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its fleece a crimson glow.
The knife glinted in her hand
As she sliced it deep and slow.
Bleach OC: Gingitsune KaenBleach OC: Gingitsune Kaen5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Gingitsune Kaen
Age: 324 (Appears to be in his early-twenties)
Alliance: 5th Division Captain
Appearance: Captain Gingitsune Kaen stands at a very modest 5'10" and weighs about 135 pounds - all of it is toned muscle. This slender form is often taken as a sign of weakness by those who don't know Kaen's capabilities, but his friends and comrades know that a surprising quickness and strength hides within his frame. His brown hair is cut in a style called a "buzz-cut" in the real world, and that small amount of hair is barely visible under a black skull-cap with a red bulls-eye on the front. His light brown eyes are almost the same color as his tan skin, which makes them somewhat disarming should he begin to stare at someone. In both ears are dozens of piercings that Kaen has designed himself, but the skull-cap covers all but the bottom few. The charms that show when his hat is on are mostly ornate silver rings th
Piano keys -bg-Един портрет ме гледа от стената,Piano keys -bg-8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Едно момиче с непокорна грива
Със океан от блянове в главата
С надежда във усмивката игрива.
Това дете сълза не бе проляло
И искрено оби
What if you never knew me?What if you never knew me, what if we never met? What would your life be like? Would it beWhat if you never knew me?2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
wonderfully great, or full of deep regret?
What if we didn't talk for that long night, when you were going through all that stress? Would
your night be so much better, or end up in greater, bigger mess?
What if I never bumped into you on the street, just by chance like before? Would you have
gave me the smile you did that day, or just sulk from your pain more and more?
What if I never replied to your message, or even should back "Hello"? Would you still be on your
high from that moment, or sink to an all time low?
What if we never had dinner, and I walked you back to your home? Would you have had a good
time, or would something happen when you were all alone?
What if you never knew me, before I died and you went to my funeral and grave? Would you
feel sorry and shed a tear, or just sigh and leave without saying even your name?
What if you never knew me, what would my
100 Years Minus a DayI am strong because I am weak.100 Years Minus a Day5 years ago in Letters More Like This
The last time we fought, she punched me in the chest. Her knuckles broke, but my heart shattered like ice.
I've learned that there's more to strength than muscles.
I'm beautiful because I know my flaws.
There are girls that hide their beauty, and there are girls that flaunt it. She is neither.
She wears ripped-up Converse and old clothes. She smudges her mascara and still captures boys' hearts with her playful smile.
I'm a lover because I'm a fighter.
Her heart beats like a war drum. She plays with war paint and she'll fight for love.
Didn't you ever wonder why Cupid's arrow is stained with blood?
I'm fearless because I have been afraid.
A slender girl with flickering eyes. That's how I imagine her. She pretends to be afraid, but she's fierce like a tiger.
When she's with me, I'm not scared of anything.
I'm wise because I have been foolish.
She's full of wishes, full of promises and careless goodbyes.
She's made mistakes
The Strongest Sense.It's just everything I don't understand,The Strongest Sense.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
from the way you kissed me, to the way your
hands traveled from my arms to my back, over
The moment your fingers were laced into mine,
was one I had been hoping for. I'm not in love
with you, Christ no, but I've never felt so much
solace before. Not until my head rested on your
shoulder and you kissed my forehead.
It's just, the sound of bated breaths into air
and the rapid beating coming from that spot in
the center of your chest where I would maybe want
Without YouWithout YouWithout You5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sun and the moon will rise and fall
Just like the tears down my cheek
But forever will I feel that without you
I am eternally weak
I feel empty and torn, Shattered and burned
and yet still I continue to weep
For the pain that you caused was to much to bare
It sent me spiraling into a heap
It hurt oh so much to have you say those words
but forever I will stay true
My soul will live on and continue to breath
but life will suck without you
I may put on an act that will fool you all
but some will see the truth
When you look in my eyes they will shine with joy
but my heart will still yearn for you
I'll say it again, the pain that you cause
It effects me through and through
And yet still I come running when you say my name
for I loved you more than you knew
I Saw...... sober!Gamzee x ReaderI Saw...... sober!Gamzee x Reader2 years ago in Drama More Like This
“Honk!” Your clown friend scared the living shit out of you. “Holy shit, Gamzee!!” You yelped, clutching your blood pumper. “You scared me!” He just honked again and hugged you tight. “I’ve motherfuckin’ missed you (Name)!” He said cheerfully. Wrapping your arms around his neck you nodded into his chest.
“Gamzee... You’re suffocating me.” You sputtered against his shirt, trying to pull away. “Oh, sorry sis. Honk.” You giggled and pet his head. “Honk.” You replied, poking his nose. “How’ve you been?” It was then you noticed three long scars across his face.
You traced one with his finger and watched his eyes go dark, then light back up. “I just had an accident, is all. Don’t you motherfucking worry about me, (Name), I’ve got everything under control!” You frowned, eyes still memorizing the jagged markings. “Where’s your makeup?
I dream of you.sometimes,I dream of you.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I dream that
we sneak out
and run through
the pitch black streets
and spend the entire night
under the moonlight
staring at the stars
and huddle close,
to keep warm
during that cold night
so close that
we can hear
each other's heart beat.
I'll wake up
we can make it reality.