ForgottenI'm here.Forgotten3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Next to you.
Can't you see me?
Can't you feel me?
I've fought for you.
Over. And over again.
But somehow you can't acknowledge my presence.
Why is that?
I feel as if I am invisible in your eyes.
Even though I saved you a thousand times.
Are you thinking of me?
Or am I just not enough to be seen?
But how can you see me when you are in trouble?
If you can't see my now...
Why do you recognize my company when I am in some sort of aid to you?
And this often is the case...
More importantly, why do I put up with you?
Over and over again?
Perhaps my ignorance of perceiving this sick pattern as love is the real problem.
Not your self-centered way of life.
But if I try to pull away from you, I do not have anyone.
No one to be with, no one to protect.
So will I continue to be your support?
Or will I be forgotten?
Time Heals Nothing..in MeTime Heals Nothing..in Me3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Time Heals Nothing
Your sprit passes threw me like a cold breeze on a warm day,
no physical being left to see,
but I know you are with me.
TIME HEALS NOTHING!!!!!!!!!.....in me
I've gone to all the places you would be,
still I cant except your not with me.
your grave is so lonely,
like two staring eyes in the night.
TIME HEALS NOTHING!!!!!!!!!.....in me
In Oz: Get NakedIn Oz: Get Naked4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
In Oz: Get Naked
* An escalation by Beau Cyphre *
It's difficult to get naked without losing control, and too many pictures of naked women look beautiful but profane, making up the visual equivalent to chewing gum: Full taste at the beginning, but then you just want to spit it out.
But here you are, a wonderful and unforgettable girl perfectly in control, manifesting real art with every single one of your nudes, and it's great to feel stimulated in so many ways looking at your pictures: There's something for the hot and steamy dreams, something for the sensual world, the land of magicians and fairies. There's something for the movies in my mind, and there are a lot of things to write about.
And this one here, this single picture is much more than just another wet dream. Your body's psychedelic colors, and every shade speaks of hidden things, and I hear you moan and whisper in the dark, and your heart sings to me songs about your irresistible lover, and dark night becomes
Succubus TF part 2Kylie and Lindsay were out at their favorite club in Miami. They thought it was just going to be a regular night where maybe they might get lucky with a guy. They did end up getting lucky...but not with a guy.Succubus TF part 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They were at the club, dancing and drinking. Kylie was at the bar chatting up one of the cuter guys. She had short ginger hair, with eyes that were the deepest royal blue you can imagine. She was relatively cute, but her body left a little to be desired. She wasn't fat, but she was muscular from her years playing college volleyball. She had modest B cup breasts and a firm athletic ass, with a toned waist. Her legs were long, but not as slim as she would have liked. She was wearing a navy blue dress that was fairly long for a club dress, ending just before her knees.
Lindsay wasn't too far away, but was on the dance floor with a guy. She wasn't as cute as Kylie but wasn't ugly either. She had long brunette hair and jade green eyes. She had pretty much the same build as Kylie as sh
Gravity ClaimA wound to walk throughGravity Claim3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Either side of me
All that I leave behind
Discretion in motion
To predict the outcome of survival
A state of certainty
A primal instinct
I come closer yet
With a softened stare
That shall remain nameless
To shut out the world
To ease down
A passive glance
And into me
As all structures are repaired
I choose to stay here
As one outlines the other ..
Succubus TF"Damn it's so hot" Samantha says to Michelle as they walk to the club.Succubus TF4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was around 11pm in July in Miami but it was still as hot as if the sun was up. They were on their way to one of their favorite clubs in the city and Sam wanted to get there as soon as possible.
"Hold up" Michelle replies as Sam begins to almost jog down the street. Michelle was by far the hotter of the two. She had a pretty face with long red hair, and a body to die for. She had nice D cup breasts, a slim waist and a tight ass.
Sam had envied her since she was 15 years old. They grew up in the same small Florida town and had come out to Miami for a summer of partying after they graduated from high school.
Sam was by no means ugly; she just wasn't as...gifted. She had an equally nice face with short black hair. Her breasts were high B cups, her waist was so-so, and her ass was almost nonexistent. She was wearing some tight fitting jeans and a tank top with a sweatshirt over top just in case it did get cold, which
Silent screamsCrossing the threshold of this multiform planet.Silent screams6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
What I see?
What I see between the dust and fog?
shapes that you draw in darkness,
faces that you carve into the air..
Am I perhaps to hell?
Continuing my journey...
Between arid scrubs and old trees find my bed.
Screams wildly wind.
And behold the old leaves that perform
In a real dance of death.
I rest house waiting for someone to save me
From this immense, eternal solitude.
Let me walk barefoot among the maze of your mind
and absorb the deep heat.
Fall to pieces sooner or later this fears,
that I have painted him..
on my gestures.. on my hands..
Everything I have is my soul that will be able to rebound me..
Scratching each resistance.
Delicately deformedAll deformities consist of illusionsDelicately deformed4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the veil slips away
All pales in constraint
And now ..
The disposable birth of reason
A view in terms of perception
A pause worthy of stagnation
A sigh of release
Determines the confrontation of perseverance
OvercomeA democratic form of phobiaOvercome3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To gather clarity
Within the synthetic remembrance
Im without you
The complexities of a layer stain
The passive nature of existence
To inhale defiance
To the vast expansion
The sky as my gesture
The impact regains reason
An offering to gravity
Some spoken calm
Never asks when ?
ProdaneA silent look of recognitionProdane4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As all that is left
Remains to be seen
As silence forms denial
Will you remember to forget me
As I pass on through to the otherside
Faces inward to escape itself
To push through to another
No longer relevant
As I dissolve myself
To become only you.
My DefectionSeparate in severanceMy Defection3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A scar to blame
In the deflective avoidance
Despite the arrangement
The silence in motion
I don't belong here
Says one to the other
The confusion due to the arrival
The delicate definition
Cracks and pulls back
Deformed to my perception
Possibly with the intention to .
Harry Potter fanHarry Potter fan3 years ago in Humor More Like This
After twenty minutes of driving Harry and I had just reached the building where our interview would take place. The three other members of our band weren't coming Louis was with Eleanor and Niall had gone home to Ireland to visit his family as for Zayn, was he not feeling that good so we Harry and I had decided that it'd be best if he stayed at home.
"Hi boys, my name's Stephanie. How are you?"
"Hi, Harry I'm fine, you?"
"Fine thank you, and you must be-," Stephanie said turned to me.
"I'm Liam," I said and shook her hand.
"Well then. Are you boys ready?"
We nodded and walked with Stephanie into another room with a couch an armchair and a table with two glasses with water.
"If you just sit over there," Stephanie said and pointed on the couch.
Harry sat down and I sat down next to him. Stephani
Sad RealityAnd we are here, inert.Sad Reality5 years ago in Spoken Word More Like This
Waiting for nothingness that covers us, we create.
Inevitably we fall again under the same, identical holes,
We walk the same filthy streets,
We breathe the same muddy air,
The eye rests on the same spewed places ...
The impression that everything has changed,
Now it is invariably and certainly will
In future only be an unnecessary appearance...
The last of the things that I want, is to fill
My whole mind of shit ...
Yet it seems absolutely
Impossible, since it is always and everywhere
Horribly, exhaustively and
Invariably this shit, I say.
The only thing I have to do to survive,
Is to get the "smile of television"
Printed in the face ...
The face of a "career manager" in the daytime,
Then take off the mask foul night
To breathe my soul,
Give relief to my being.
It is a paradox ....
I always go in search of places neutral
But it's as if I should ask to speak to a blade of grass ...
Is how the world works, baby.
DropsWhen I miss youDrops6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when something's wrong
or just feeling blue
a teardrop and a sigh
rain sings a lullaby
It's no wrong to cry
maybe you're sad too
I'm here for you
I wonder where
all teardrops go
maybe they rise
to the sky
I don't know
a raindrop and a sigh
are falling from the sky?
Christians or CannabilismTo your blank minded, pale-faced question marks, I will proceed with especial caution, for little, violent lambs do not know the way of slaughter.Christians or Cannabilism4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And oh innocent child, I will be the one to teach you. (Blood; candied sweet tooth)
quiet folding pressure
We both know you've never been one to resist.
Velvet of gushing-flesh caressing against taste bud. Christians would say it's monstrous, and repulsive, but they fail to inform about how cannibalism slides down the throat in a cotton-candy cascade.
10 Commandments of College Cab1. I am the College Cabbie, the one who takes thou where thou needst to be taken. Thou shalt not nag me about whether or not I know where I am going, for although I may lose my way and get us lost, we shall get to thy destination in time, and thou willst have a tale of adventure to tell to thy friends.10 Commandments of College Cab6 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
2. Thou shalt not bring any illegal substances, such as drugs or alcohol, into the cab. Such an act will leave thee in the darkness to walk to thine destination, where the road is filled with wailing and gnashing of teeth.
3. Thou shalt needst not pay me tribute with money or gifts, for mine is a free service.
4. Thou shalt clean up after thyself if thou bringest nourishment in solid or liquid form. Thou shalt not leave crumbs or wrappings on the seats or floor.
5. Thou shalt not use the College Cab as a make-out spot, nor shalt thou fornicate or perform any other sexual acts in, on, under or anywhere near the cab. Such an action will not only leave thee
To Write Love On Her ArmsOnce spoken were wordsTo Write Love On Her Arms6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Stronger than a fragile soul
A tired smile sweeping across
Such a worn-out face
Tell them to look up
Tell them to remember the stars
Two sentences so simple
Bearing a whole world of meaning
Behind a slow, sad smile
Is a broken girl who is uncertain
Of what the future brings
With still years ahead
What a bleak concept
She once thought to herself
As the future lacked appeal
So did her life time after time
But still she held on so tightly
Clinging to the prospect there
Would be a way out sometime
When the clouds would finally clear
Together her friends stood
Wrapping her up in their love
Telling her without words to stay
And to let them love her for who she was
To this day she is still here
Living each and every day
Still sightless but moving along
A symbol that started the movement
Often times people think
That there's only one way out
When a door hangs barely open
To the farthest corner of the darkness
All you have to do
Is extend your arm through
Reach out to who