BushidoBushido12 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
The idea of bushido, the Way of the Warrior, is not easily encompassed in any document. It involves the concepts of honor, face, duty, personal courage, and self-esteem; but there is so much more. Whole tomes have been written that describe it, yet very few books or essays have captured its essence competently. As a result I will provide you with some basic guidelines to follow that will aid you in your becoming a samurai. You must also realize that those who are members of the lesser or greater houses also fall under the umbrella of bushido. A samurai need not be just a warrior: "samurai" is a catch-all term for a noble.
Honor in bushido is vastly different from traditional Western concepts of honor and nobility. The most striking contrast is its lack of morality. Bushido is not about being a good or moral person. It is about being an honorable person. The samurai sees no difference between life and death; death holds no fears for him. As a result, a
Too Late 3Too Late 34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This is my version of the story, a story that happened many years ago. It's about how I fell in love, and well, how things went down for me.
Approximately 40 years ago was my freshman year. I was a hyperactive kid with big dreams back then. I liked to impress everyone and would often go to extremes just so everyone would look at me and think 'hey, that's one awesome kid'. Though the person I liked to impress the most was my crush- Sakura. For me, she was the prettiest girl in class. She was really sweet and cute even though at times she would tend to hate you. She was smart too, well, second nonetheless to Sasuke.
Sasuke was my rival, and even though she didn't look it, she's actually a girl. She was strong, stronger than me, or anyone in my class actually. She was tall too, or at least taller than me. And even though we didn't admit it, we were really close friends.
"Uchiha?" the teacher asked multiple times, and when she didn't hear an answer she moved to the next one on the list.
For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 10Dreaming on the Buffalo PlainsFor Want of a Dawn - Chapter 104 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Blinding white soon yielded to softer tones of grey before her tired eyes. She felt incredibly stiff, yet she found she could move with more fluidity and agility then she thought possible. Twilight Sparkle rubbed her eyes to be rid of the annoying blur that refused to bend to her will and tell her just what was going on. The last thing she remembered, those cursed dragons dragged her into some sort of glass tube after she failed to respond to pain anymore.
Yet, as much as she wanted to, she could not feel the pain from her injuries... or anything at all, once she put her mind to it. Did they kill her in that machine, or was she simply dreaming between the nightmares again? Every detail felt fuzzy to her, despite how cold and sharp she could remember them being. She stood in the small room, contemplating it before the door opened of its own accord.
"Hey! Get out of there!" called the voice of a p
How Do You Feel?Currently I Feel like,How Do You Feel?4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I'm a sailor lost at sea
a prisoner dying to be freed
A withering flower loosing it's seeds
a grumpy old woman regretting her deeds
In the future, I aspire to feel like,
an ambitious girl following her dream,
the wife of a man to whom she's a queen,
an open book with no secrets in between,
a wise lady with the spirit of a teen.
For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 15Jaws of the BeastFor Want of a Dawn - Chapter 154 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the blink of an eye, the early morn had turned into the end of evening. At least, that is what it felt like to the mare as she trudged through mud and brush with no discrimination. She hoped they would be upon the edge of the forest soon, for it had been a long day of physical exertion and no rest for food or water. She was running solely on her excitement at having almost acquired the biggest bounty of her career.
Twilight Sparkle walked obediently behind the bounty hunter as the sun began to set once more below the horizon. She wore a Mithril bracelet on each leg and one on her horn: an inescapable situation for any unicorn, including the one she was being marched to that very instant. Vinyl had taken a rope and tied it around her neck after the librarian had began to move again and grasped it tightly in her magical hold to ensure she would not escape.
Every so often, Vinyl Scratch would try to strike u
fall to intangibility with meYou're just one of those lionhearted rarities; distinct in this world of fast-moving heartbeats and electric cacophony. For every key you touch is another second of pending and disquieted love. One of those ethereal extinctions; before everyone turns their eyes on you you've already flown away.fall to intangibility with me5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I stand watching under your dim balcony behind a happy façade; Watching you like a dream catcher. Because I keep cotton clouds in glass jars and paint my world in shades of white and write your name in the spaces between my fingertips.
Weeks are rigid borders like prison barring minutes in; and cliffs made of metal;
I watch you laugh and frown through those incandescent gold reflections.
I want to write you the most beautiful nocturne and paint you something abstract of gold swirls and blue intangibilities to hang on your ceiling;
to make you think of me.
While years and years race past me I drag old clothes out of closets until flecks of dust dance in the air because I want to be a butterf
falling into thunderThe lightning last nightfalling into thunder4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like crashing bolts, like silver swords
from the deep ebony above,
[the colors of your summer gaze]
there were no clouds,
[for they were floating in my mind]
his still image, in black and white, that smile
was like mudwater, filling up the gaps,
the blank, empty, deep voids
under my eyelids
I pull the blanket to my chin,
[flash, flash, boom goes the lightning above,
and i pretend to see a window shatter like ice,
[even shadows have deceased, to the brightest gleams of nowhere]
maybe you've awaken,
to this sound of a musical mess
our dreamy, dark reign
[don't you fall asleep now, with the darkness weeping its only known song,
because if fish have a memory of seven seconds, then you should forget me too.
For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 17Descent unto Chaos.For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 173 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
[Warning: This chapter contains mild depictions of gore and themes which may not be suitable for younger readers (and one mild curse). Reader discrection is STRONGLY advised!]
Cracks and snaps sounded quietly in defiance of the thick tension that permeated the air. The familiar dance of tongues of flame flashed against stone and wood alike, the thin extensions twisting and twirling before detaching from the body of fire and evaporating from existence. She could very well have sat there and eyed the tiny expression of both destruction and creation for hours and never get bored. However, a particularly loud snap brought her to her senses.
Soft, sad music accompanied the crackle of the flames; the brass sedated, yet powerful as a pony sang a haunting melody of tragedy and loss. She sympathised with the long-dead stallion. Soon after, the strings, led by a piano, took the lead from the brass and pounding rhythm section.
Haunted criesI cry as I write this poemHaunted cries4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cry as I lift the blade from my wrist
I wish I never did exist
The pain is endless
It rushes through my body
And my heart aches
It increases second by second
It's dark, really dark in here
But the darkness doesn't scare me
What scares me is the light
The shouts, the screams, the cries are all I hear
They wont stop, They wont let me sleep
They haunt me and taunt me
I close my eyes and cover my ears
But what good would that do?
Nothing! Nothing at all.
I can still hear it and it's getting worse
I scream as loud as I can wishing it would stop
A tear rolls down my cheek,
I fall on my bed
And cry my self to sleep.
The Sea Shore and the Open SeaI feel like the vast sea shore,The Sea Shore and the Open Sea4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sun-baked and dry.
You're the sea with waters galore,
& waves that tower up high.
I am chained to the ground,
There is no way out.
In your waves I will drown,
As a lover, devout.
A sad tale this may seem,
but deem it not a tragedy.
The Sea Shore and the Open Sea,
are lovers beyond mortality. ♥
Different DimensionsHello love,Different Dimensions5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I heard heaven's pretty lonely.
You could sneak into my room at night.
And quietly lie beside me.
Because, as sad as it makes me,
You don't want yourself to be seen.
And I've begun to miss the way,
You used to make that silly face,
When you'd trip over your laces.
And how we'd smile at one another
for minutes countless,
Because talking seemed so senseless.
And how the wind would skillfully play
with your short, wavy hair.
And you'd say if you closed your eyes,
You could hear the clouds,
As the breeze would drum against the back of your ears.
And you said it felt like flying.
And I can swear,
At nights I've heard you.
Like I could hear you thinking.
So, while you're living
In your own
Little heaven on Earth,
I dream about you...
All the time, love.
Like I've lost you to another dimension.
The Monster in your headI can do this [you know you can't]The Monster in your head4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm not a loser [who are you kidding]
I'm not weak [come on, you practically cry yourself to sleep]
I'll make it through [yea because you have no other choice]
They like me [like you? You don't even like yourself]
I will not cry again [then why are your eyes all red?]
I'm beautiful [then why don't you look at yourself in the mirror]
I will not let them push me down [you know you can't stand up for yourself]
I'm me [then why do you fake yourself to be popular]
STOP IT [stop what? I'm just telling what you don't want to see! Stop fooling yourself, you're a loser and you'll always be]
Agonizing SexI looked,Agonizing Sex5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Moving into you,
Playing with your long hair,
Your finger tracing down my back,
Your nails like blades,
Blades that cut the skin,
Pulling my head back by my hair,
You make me ache within.
Biting my ear, you whisper
"I love you"
The three words which didn't make sense,
Then you continue,
Continue treating me like an animal.
Holding you so close,
I know I will penetrate you,
Like you did with my trust.
But I won't let you into my reality,
I won't memorize your prayers,
I will not remain an angel anymore,
I'm full of cruelty,
I'll not be the keeper of sentimentality.
So will you,
As our souls entangle in this rage of agony,
© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
Alphabet PhobiaAlphabet Phobia5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What are these wretched grades?
Is it a way that you choose to mock me?
I'd prefer you stabbed me with blades
So that death shall come & set me free
In this entire world, why is it that
A result card is the only system of judgement?
where an" F" means you should drop dead flat
an "A" earns you just a silly graduation cap
I don't want your over-sized gown
Frankly I don't aspire to look like a clown
I'll fail your test but never frown
Im stronger than letting an alphabet put me down
Feeling Insane...Feeling Insane...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I think I've Lost my Mind,
It is Nowhere to be Found.
I've searched Far and Wide,
Alas! It is not around.
Wait, Hold it right There!
I think I had a Thought!
I used my Brain, I Swear!
That doesn't happen a lot.
This must mean it is Nearby,
It can't be very far,
How Else could I write this Queer Rhyme?
A poet can't be a Retard.
The mind is a funny Little Thing
& even quite Ironic.
The day you feel you know Everything,
Is when you've Actually Lost it!
GhazalWith demons, I dwell, I'm still hereGhazal3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Another year in Hell, I'm still here
Time flows like streams with your happy dreams
But in pain, it's like well, I'm still here
You keep repeating: "Why don't you ask?"
I say: "Why don't you tell? I'm still here"
To the fragrant blues yonder they all have flown
With my own earthly smell, I'm still here
Her tower is tall, and my methods are frail
Just a hunchback with a bell, I'm still here
I have no excuse, what else can I say?
I was under a spell, I'm still here
Oblivious and lost, out on the road
In search of la belle, I'm still here
I made it myself, what "freedom", What "fight"?
In My prison, my cell; I'm still here
I was robbed in the daylight in front of the Mayor
With nothing to sell, I'm still here
Why did your anger turn to silence?
Please come back and yell, I'm still here
-It's where I stand that I can't fall-4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm standing beside you.
You're what I hold onto.
Dying so YoungYou open your eyes and look at meDying so Young4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I stare back at you helplessly
You look so pale and weak
As you lie on this hospital bed
A huge white bandage covers your tiny little head
You reach for my hand and hold it tight
And all of my strength washes away
As tears fill my eyes
I try to hold them back but it's no use
They fall down my cheek
I know you're dying and there's nothing I can do
You're my best friend, without you there's no reason to go on.
You release my hand and wipe my tears
You smile with your pale white lips
"Don't cry" You say
I hold your hand and
I close my eyes shut for a while.
Then your hands start to lose its grip and my eyes open in fear.
You take a deep breath
Your last breath
and your eyes close
I stand there and watch as your body fades
"I'll miss you" I Whisper and pull the sheets over your face.