2. A Man in a Hat2. A Man in a Hat4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Lost, love?" a boy's voice asked.
I slowly lifted my head, looking up from the boots, along a pair of lime green pants, a white shirt, and an orange tail coat. He took his arm off the tree which he had been leaning on, pulling a yellow and blue top hat off a branch. He reached down to help me up.
"Who are you?" I asked, using the outstretched hand he offered.
He grinned, brushing auburn hair away from his green eyes, then straightening his blue bow tie. "Wonderland's confessional."
"Well, that's what I call myself. Everyone comes to me eventually, and then they tell me everything. Care for some tea?" he asked abruptly, turning around and striding off down the path.
I hurried after him, as he was the only person whom I had met so far. "I don't like tea much. I prefe
Blood is Such a Pretty ColorBlood is such a pretty color.Blood is Such a Pretty Color4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It shows my love, my passion, my violence for you.
Blood has such a pretty color.
I think I'll paint my walls with you.
Blood is such a pretty color.
I think I'll die for you.
GA fanfic 2-PrologueGA fanfic 2-Prologue4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Bartonville Insane Asylum, IL
The GA crew gets locked down inside a former Insane Asylum inhabited by restless spirits and malevolent entities.
GothicGothic10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cliche as a term
very miss represented
so I wear black alot
its my favorite shade/color
I may have chains, nets, and collars
but who cares no biggie
thats not real gothic
the essence of gothic
is truelly in the soul
the darkest corners of your mind
where all things morbid and dark rest
that is the place where I lay
that is the true essence of gothic
Its not the black clothes
or make-up and acessories
but the dark threads
weaved in your very mind
the total corruption of yourself
the term gothic has adapted
to the new cliches so much over the years
its true meanings has become lost
and listening to everyone
toss around these cliche titles/terms
is so egotistical and conceited
its no longer funny
Moon Faced BeautyWhere has she gone?Moon Faced Beauty4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my sullen beauty,
who haunted me so
through the long endless nights,
where once she taunted
with her alluring light
which shone above all
in the isolated darkness.
But no longer may we be
so alone to share in our secret
fears and whispered desires,
she no less a mystery has become
shy, perhaps pulsing with envy
that she is no longer the only
vessel of light.
She abstains to compete
with artificiality of a world
which is aglow in neon colors,
unnatural but tantalizing,
screaming they announce
themselves, boasting their trivialities
they have no secrets to hide
they conceal nothing.
Now she has become coy
and denies me her presence,
no longer will she slyly
and cunningly reveal herself
to peek through my windows
at night and reach out to
penetrate into my dreams.
In a world which seems
to be so alive, and the deafening
silence banished by the sounds
of midnight melodies and drunken laughter,
when no longer the darkness is so
complete that it seems to render me
"A Haunting memory""A Haunting memory"4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
For a brief moment, I was a monster
How could've I nearly hurt
The one who looks up to me?
Another sinister being tried to use me,
Not myself, yet I was still there.
She refused to leave and almost caused her harm,
But her will brought me back.
Seeing the fear in her eyes concerned me,
Why did she fear me?
One of the strongest of our team showed
Apprehension whenever she had to work with me.
I still wonder if the brief moment I was a monster
Has taken a toll on her.
I can only hope to know in time.
The brief moment he was a monster,
I had to stay strong despite my fear.
The residing fear lingers on my heart as
I continued walking through the dark.
How I want to tell what happened,
But I didn't know how.
Our leader seems to be noticing my fear
Yet everytime he asks what's wrong,
I force it away and carry on as if it was nothing.
Despite my efforts, my guilt and shame
Haunts me every night while with my team.
For showing love that left me vulnerable,
Forced Marriage Ch.1"Do you accept our offer?" His dark green hair shaded his crimson red eyes. He held out his hand waiting for the man who sat in front of him.Forced Marriage Ch.14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Yes, for the safety of our kingdom." The man with brown hair shook hands with the green haired man knowing his daughter would not be happy.
"Then let us prepare the wedding."
"Princess Touko, wake up!" Bianca shook her sleeping friend.
The brunette's eyes fluttered open revealing her tired ocean blue orbs. A yawn escaped her lips as she sat up in her bed.
"What is it Bianca?"
"The King and Queen wish to see you." Touko groaned knowing her parents would give her a list of her tasks for the day.
"Alright, I'll ge-" Bianca interrupted her before she could finish her sentence.
"They want you to dress in your formal attire." Touko knew this was no regular day, her parents had other plans for her today and she knew she wouldn't like it. Her ocean blue eyes wandered over t
Bruse: Chapter 1Bruse: Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Glas Clann Tribe, Ancient Oak Forest
Offaly County, Ireland approx. 5000 BC
Nothing could have woken the village faster than the high pitched scream that Saorla, a respected mother of the Glas Clann tribe, let out that morning.
It rang throughout the village, leaving a haunted echo that seemed to rummage through each hut to wake the inhabitants.
"Goodness!" Started Aonghas, who bolted upright from his pillow in alarm "what is it this time?"
Early morning light poured in through the entrance flap of his hut. As he sat, blinking through the hazy darkness, a cool breeze rustled its way in and filled the room, making Aonghas shiver under his blanket. He had never really been much of a morning person, even though morning always seemed to enjoy bursting into his hut each day to greet him.
Hey there worldHey there world5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
hey there world how are you
ive got a minute, how bout you
i wanna tell you about everything
and tell you why it is i sing
i ve had a lot on my mind
and with your help i hope i'll find
some solid ground to build upon
cause my foundation is gone
and i turn to you...
hey there world help me faster
cause i'm caught up in diaster
starting new is never easy
my heads spinning im so dizzy
its really not all that bad tho
just need to gather myself and take it slow
where will i end up i may never know
but i'm here and this day is new
so i'll turn to you...
RaffaeloMost people you meet tend to like you. Really, even the ones who act unfriendly or as if they hate you. It just seems more natural to like somebody, even if you don't know them. Of course they don't love you at first sight, they might even start to dislike you after they've spent only one minute talking to you. But at first sight, most people tend to like you.Raffaelo4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This story starts with somebody who doesn't.
His name is Raffaelo, and he is completely unimportant for your life. To be honest, he has nothing to do with you. You see him from across the street when you walk to your bus stop, on Wednesdays and Saturdays. That little. All you know about Raffaelo is that sometimes he wears a hat, and sometimes he doesn't. You don't even know who told you his name is Raffaelo, probably some old person who lives around and has nothing to do with their spare time but dig up people's names. (You shudderingly imagine your name on a list, running through the hands of an old man, the fingers shaped like
So Peter does care"Why do you need me anymore! You have Terence!" Peter flung off his cap and stopped around the room. Tinkerbell flew nervously around him, trying to explain. "No! No! I understand now! I have Wendy and you have Terence! We can't have each other! It just won't work Tink!"So Peter does care3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
The dust swirling around Tink turned blue and fell to the ground. "Besides," Said Peter, plopping into his hammock. "Who wants a stupid fairy who wears an acorn for a hat!"
Tinkerbell roused up in a furry.
"No! I didn't mean it!" He said. Tinkerbell stamped her little foot and went into her hole.
"Tink? Tink? Where are you?" Peter said while he looked around the never tree. He heard a little tinkle and rushed to the leaf. "Tink?" Two fairies popped out. Peter soon realized it was Terence and Tinkerbell. "Well. Well." Peter stood back. Terence told him that Tink was upset and wouldn't talk to him.
"Tinkerbell." Peter said sternly. "I'm sorry I said all that and....I guess...." It was hard for Peter to make apologies. He
GA fanfic 2- Lockdown Part 3GA fanfic 2- Lockdown Part 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lockdown Part 3
Something definitely wasn't right, the entire atmosphere of the room changed. I slightly stepped back, getting an overwhelming feeling of dread.
He struggled to speak as something was fighting to take control over him.
"You need to get out of here."
"I'm not leaving you here."
As I stood watching him, he began hissing, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists.
I stepped forward slightly in concern, reaching for his shoulder.
"Come on, Nick. We need-"
Suddenly, I felt a very forcible shove. Screaming as I was forced back and my back hit the wall. My Digital Recorder fell on the floor beside me.
Meanwhile, Zak and Aaron were downstairs.
"Did you hear that?"
"Dude, that was no ghost."
Staring for only a second, they knew something was wrong. They broke into a fast jog, flashlights in hand heading for the stairwell.
A few feet away with little strength he had left, Nick screamed.
I struggled to keep my camera on him, quickly reaching for the
LycanthropeLycanthrope6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The lust for flesh
My skin, ripping and tearing
As new life breaks forth
It takes control
I lose myself to the wolf
The carcus of a dead creature
I gorge myself on it organs
The taste of blood
It fills my mouth
I finish feasting
Hearing screams of horror
Instincts have their way
It takes my flesh
Devours my soul
The moon in full
I've lost control
The wolf within me
Begs for more meat
I call out
With a deafening howl
Who shares my curse
Das WolfstierDas Wolfstier3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Der starke Wolf
denkt an seine Wölfin,
die fort ist, in weiter Ferne
Ach, was ist er traurig!
Wäre bei ihr, so gerne..
Und weiterhin wird sie warten,
und blickt sehnsüchtig in den Garten
In dem einst das Wolfstier stand,
mit dem sie sich im Innersten
auf Ewigkeit verband.
Und sie trägt ihr Sehnen hinaus in die Welt
bis der Wolf sich wieder zu ihr gesellt.
Doch bald hat das Warten ein Ende
Sein Leben nimmt nun eine Wende,
wenn er dem Ruf seiner Partnerin folgt
Und er mit Stolz an ihrer Seite steht
Sodass sein Sehnen, sein Leid, vergeht
Doch mein lieber Wolf
Sei darauf bedacht:
Gib auf deine Wölfin stetig Acht!
Sonst wird sie dir entflieh'n!
Denn bevor du ihr nicht beweist,
dass du nicht bellst, sondern beißt,
Wird sie sich dir vielleicht entziehen.
Und trotz allem Leid,
welches er ihr angetan',
begibt er sich auf seine letzte Reise.
Und seine Wiederkehr
Wird zur Neugeburt.
Army of DarknessSpears of night shall pierce the sun,Army of Darkness4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bleed red into the swell of sky
And sink beyond horizons gaze,
As we tempt the day to die.
GA fanfic 2- Lockdown Part 1GA fanfic 2- Lockdown Part 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lockdown Part 1
Peering into my LCD screen, everything was in various shades of green on the Night-vision. We walked slowly down the first floor hallway.
Filming behind Zak, he spoke out in a gentle tone.
"Is there anyone here?" he paused, pointed at us.
"I'm Zak, this is Nick, Aaron and Aura. We mean no disrespect for those of you that died here. Can you come and talk to us?" he paused again, listening for any response.
Suddenly just ahead of us, we heard an unexplained squeaking noise which sounded like a patient ward door opening.
"Did you hear that?" I whispered to Zak,
"Yeah, I heard it." he replied quietly.
We stood still for a minute and looked around, I walked forward a few feet and found the first X. I also noticed the door was open further than the rest in the hallway.
"Zak, over here." I quietly called out.
He held out a Digital Recorder inside the room while Aaron and Nick set the Static Night-vision Camera. I filmed Zak as he asked questions.
"Did you make this door move?"
Ugly Tiles and People You KnowUgly Tiles and People You Know5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
you know i've had alot on my mind
and sometimes i struggle to find
the words i really wanna say
sooner or later i'll find a way...
you know the drama all to close now
i want help get away from that somehow
look ive been there where you are
and i've made it out just fine
wont you come with me so you can see
a better place awaiting you and me
so lets go go go to better place
and lets run run run at our own pace
and lets find find find the feelings
somewhere inside ourselfs...
hush now dont say a word
hush now dont say a word
i just wanna be here with you in silence
so lets go go go to better place
and lets run run run at our own pace
and lets find find find the feelings
somewhere inside ourselfs...
weve got so much to see
and so much to do
when we get the first chance
well break away...
GA fanfic 2- Lockdown Part 2GA fanfic 2- Lockdown Part 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lockdown Part 2
With Static Night-vision Cameras rolling on the first, second, and third floor,
we headed down to the basement.
Stepping inside the morgue, Zak stood in front while Aaron filmed him.
"We're gonna set a tripod in the back to film Nick while he's inside "
As Zak spoke, I felt a tap on my arm. Knowing it was Nick, I scanned over to see his face. Pointing towards Zak then twisting his hand near his head, indicating Zak was crazy.
I chuckled quietly and scanned back over to Zak and Aaron.
"Nick, you ready?" he asked.
"I guess so." Nick replied.
He jumped on the slab, we took his camera and handed a Digital Recorder.
Quickly, they tested the Walkie-talkies in case of an emergency. Laying down, Zak pushed him inside.
"We've got an X camera filming the outside. Good luck."
He shut the door, which locked from the outside. I could only imagine what was going through Nick's mind.
"He's locked in. Let's go set the other cameras."
As we walked out, I looked back inside, hoping
The silence of a beating drumOnce upon a time the silenceThe silence of a beating drum5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sounded like the voice of drums
echoing their stubborn sadness
out through names and walls.
Once upon a time, their sound
was louder than my voice
the silence of their stubborn beating
echoing through you, through me
The sadness within nothingness
the joy of being free
combined and floating through the names;
the walls of you and me.
Poem10I'm wondering where had you get the beautiful smile of yours?Poem105 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
I'm wondering why your eyes sparkle everytime i look in them?
I'm wondering why your in every dream suddleny?
I'm wondering why you make my heart crazy?
I'm wondering where did you ever come from, with all that beauty?
I'm wondering how you are so amazing?
I'm wondering why, when i catch you looking at me, you just turn away?
I'm wondering why, when our hands touch, you never pull away?
I'm wondering, why I get things I never felt before?
I'm wondering, why I'm deeply in love with you?
I'm wondering, if you would ever fall in love with me, just like I'm deeply in love with you?
QuietI can beQuiet4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is the soft shush
Of cotton sheets ghosting over skin.
And there, the airy sigh of the down comforter
As it shifts and settles
And I am crying my heart out.
There's a certain art to it
Crying and making no sound at all
Because I can be
I am still.
My shoulders do not shake
And my chest does not heave
And there are no halting, watery breaths
There is only a pillow
Crushed up against my ribs
I am gripping it so hard
That the fragile bones in my tiny hands creak.
You might hear that if you listen.
But I am quiet.
When I am crying for the things that I have lost
For my amber-girl in her sandy fatigues
For myself and the pieces that are missing.
When I am crying because I am lost
And I hurt,
No MoreNo MoreNo More4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to carve my heart out!!!
I don't want it no more!!
I can't handle this pain that lies
It is too much to handle,
Too much to bare...
Just give me the knife
So I can end it all here!
Or if not that way...
Let me slash at my wrists,
Making deep cuts and watching
The blood drip...
My life means nothing,
For I can't handle it no more!
This heart has been hurt too
Much and I can't handle it
I want the pain to end,
To just go away.
I want it to end today,
To all fade away...
Just to close my eyes
And slumber always....
An endless sleep,
Where nothing resides...
Just the darkness around
Me and no more pain inside....