SometimesSometimes I think I've forgotten your name,Sometimes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I search and look for hours,
But last night while out of my mind
I wrote it down,
surrounded by words of love and flowers,
What a funny secret, what a funny way
to fall in love with someone
and not know what to say.
Its a matter of misunderstanding,
a matter of asininity,
that makes one fall in love this way
and lose the longing to see.
It's RainingIt's rainingIt's Raining3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so I stayed in bed all day,
a half-assed attempt
to drive all thought away,
it almost worked,
I tell you,
but the phone rang
and woke me,
so I showered, dressed
and called you back...
In My Mind She SwaysIn my mind she swaysIn My Mind She Sways3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dances back and forth in between neuron transmittors.
Rapid fire thought, day-dream believer, hippie, lover.
She tastes the rain like good tea,
feels the rain like thunder in the vein.
Second-hand life, worn out couches, strife.
Two wrongs never did make a right &
bombs never did have sight
so she wandered out
& left her light on
but they couldn't follow,
the sky wasn't clear.
Your nights reign supreme
& your summer skies are black,
in my mind she sways
in my mind she's back
and that's the only place she'll stay
Stream of Consciousnessyou could be so beautifulStream of Consciousness3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
if only you would try...
striped the walls in grey and blues
thought your mind could take a fall
and wrong I was, wrong we were,
come again when the days come
light and early,
when dawn breaks at noon
take a yellow one to touch the sun
in your blackened mind,
along the edge of darkened rooms
to wonder at an empty space,
fill the world with walls,
fill those walls with words
and kill what won't conform
In the end you've got you
and the time
could only matter in your lonely, logical ends.
Sitting up nights with circles growing darker under ocean eyes,
told the night to give it a try,
sleep comes hard when one can't speak,
words come hard when that sleep is weak
I'll write you a poem if its the last thing I do...
Oh Sweet JaneOh sweet Jane,Oh Sweet Jane4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
your hair's a mess,
Where you been?
Where's your dress?
Standing there in your stockings alone,
Look at what the cat dragged home.
Oh pretty Jane
Where you been?
Goin round with another man,
Comin home late
with your hair and dress undone,
Pretty Jane's out havin' fun.
Oh sweet Jane,
you'll get yours yet.
Love Isn't Always Fair For An Outlaw Chapter 1Love Isn't Always Fair For An Outlaw Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The date was August 29, 2011. It was about 2 weeks after the tour, seeing as how it ended
on August 14, 2011. Andy and the guys were kidding around, chasing each other, as was
their typical behavior, especially after a long tour. We normally stay on the bus
traveling with each other just for fun for about a week or so after a tour. That week
was over and we were all headed back to L.A. We all live in clusters together, Jinxx and
Sammi Doll his fiancé, Andy and Juliet his current girlfriend and then there's
Jake, CC, and I. Like I said, we live in clusters. Oh, and did I mention Jake's new
girlfriend, Ella, is moving in with us when we get back? We all own houses in the same
area and since we each individually have our own houses, we could each live alone, but we
chose not to. CC and I have been thinking about moving into one of the other houses; it
gets crowded w
God is thereChristian: Just because you cannot see God doesn't mean he isn't real!God is there4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Atheist: And Just because you say that doesn't make him real!
Christian: You believe the air is there, you breathe it in, yet you cannot grab it and say this is air and prove to me it exists.
Atheist: You're just making things up! I can feel the air!
Christian: I don't believe you feel the air, so what can you possibly do to prove it being real?
Atheist: You can feel it too!
Christian: And what if I said that wasn't air? What if I said you're wrong.
Atheist: then you're a fool!
Christian: You, and everyone feels God's presence, when you feel someone there when you have done wrong, you look, and see no one there, but you can feel it, am I right?
Atheist: common schizophrenia!
Christian: Not true. You saying that is like me saying you feeling the air is schizophrenia, you say you feel it, but I see nothing!
Atheist: what is your point?
Christian: My point is... You may not see God, like you cannot see the air, but you
Life's Solemn SongLife's Solemn Song3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
These lines they speak of love and life
Because times are hard and filled with strife
Love and friendship keep us sane
So that our lives can sojourn the pain
Friends come and go, love never dies
The seasons change, and death we descry
Flowers grow bright and strong, in the sweetest dew
Memories are everlong, nightmares we can't undo
The feather of our wings keep us afloat
From the ravines of our despair remote
We can hide and struggle, grin and bare
Or follow calm, without resistance or snare
Life is hard, but we must persist
There's somethings in this life we must resist
Blue skies go gray and rain pours down
Pray that we don't lose hope and drown
Things change, life goes on
Spread your wings, like a beautiful swan
The Sun will rise, Night will fall
Rivers run dry and trees recall
Don't give up hope, for things will get better
Keep your head held high, and don't fetter
Walk straight the path in which you choose
Have confidence in yourself and you'll never lose
Friends will remain, Fam
Play Me A SongI'm a numberPlay Me A Song3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and a statistic
with a beercan full of
and burns in my skin
that shallow/deep pain
is consumed by
count my daily
doses of empty heads
while I exchange my numbers
for money I can't spend
and lies so I can pretend
that love exists and matters
when it doesn't in the end
While confusion and bruises are friends
and love holds out clammy hands
Play me a song and show me
what you've drawn
Making a Naruto OCNaming your OC: Some people find that naming your OC before designing them, choosing their abilities, choosing their personality, etc. is easier than creating the character. I usually do this step last. Anyways, it's important to understand how the Japanese choose their children's name. Naruto doesn't take place in Japan but it is based in an Eastern Asian culture and world. Japanese people don't have middle names. Also the Japanese don't usually name their children after a relative or themselves. They usually take a kanji from whomever's name they want to give their child. For example, if the father's name is Daiki the son might get the kanji "dai" and might be named Daisuke. Some names that are ridiculously common among Naruto OCs are Ookami, Tori, Yuki, Akuma, Kumiko, Mai, Yumi, Kiyo, Kyo, Nami Yuri, Ai, Ken, Dan, Kei, Keiko, Chi, Emi, Emiko (I do have one but I chose it for the meaning. ) Akiko, Sora, Ryu, Rin, Rei, Tora, Yuu, Amaya, Aka, Kuro (I'm such a hypocrite), Gen,Making a Naruto OC5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
FFFFT, a poemFFFFT, a poem5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
*FFFFFT*, a poem:
Ten years and no flying cars
Just zoomed-in poon of TV stars
Good girls gone bad, reality shows
A decade blooms, and man, it blows.
No Rapture, no Jesus, no Holy Ghost
Except on some chick's cheesy toast
Where's my house that talks to me?
Screw this lame reality.
A president who sneaked inside
For a two-term party ride,
Towers falling, hate groups rising
(and bathroom stall infidelitizing)
Floods in Asia, floods in NOLA
My favorite song sells coca-cola
There's a war on this, a war on that
And it's all because of body fat.
Abu Ghraib and waterboards
Preachers falling on their swords
Sure I fucked him, but I'm no queer!
(Comedy gold for at least a year)
Glamor, scandals, twitter, drama
Mac ads by the Dalai Lama
ODs, emo, balloon boy flights,
It's our Garden of Earthly Delights.
Moral panics, paranoia
Patriot Act, so nice to know ya
Bay's action flicks weren't meant to be
A fucking documentary
I think we're growing up too fast
This whole damn century's half-assed.
Out of FeelingIf I get to feeling lowOut of Feeling4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
play roulette with the gun in the table drawer,
wish we could,
wish we would
blow it away,
throw it all away.
We've all had our moments
and we've all had our days
where its been easier
to look away,
just look away.
SUJU Valentine's Day.Valentine's DaySUJU Valentine's Day.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today was the oh-so magnificent Valentine's day. Where love is just as boastful as ever. Just like the love in the Super Junior dorms
Henry had woken up Valentine's day to a familiar smell. Like a dog, he wiggled out of bed, putting on whatever shirt he found and trolled down the hallway. He heard Chinese from the kitchen and rubbed his eyes like a little child as he walked into the room.
Zhou Mi smiled, "you're awake early."
"I smelled food," Henry spoke.
"I thought you would."
"What are you making?" He ambled over like a little penguin behind Zhou Mi, wrapping his arms around the thin man.
"Go sit down and you'll see. And no peaking!" Zhou Mi warned.
"Fine," Henry whispered, sitting at the island. His eyes were still a little heavy but the smell woke him up, trying desperately to recall the smell but
Punk!Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader - Sleep - [AU]Punk!Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader - Sleep - [AU]5 months ago in Humor More Like This
The moon was high in the sky, the sun long forgotten by now as the stars danced around to penetrate the darkness. The hour was late, and the slight chill created the perfect conditions for a sleep-friendly atmosphere. And yet, your insomniac of a son still decided that he couldn't sleep. Or rather, he didn't want to go to sleep. Little Justin had become quite the literature lover; even at such a young age, and this fondness of book required his father to read to him every single night. After all of children's books had been read, his little mind was still abuzz, unable to rest properly at the moment.
"Daddy, one more book, please? Please?" he begged.
With a sigh, Levi glanced down at the boy; all bunched up like a caterpillar in a cocoon. His precious little eyes, identical to yours, left him unable to resist the lad's request.
"Fine...there's one more. It's a book daddy just got a few days
After the Empty Night FallsSurrogate loveAfter the Empty Night Falls3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
lines your streets,
where blue blood flows
like storm rain
after the empty night falls.
After the empty night falls
the inherently lonely succumb
to bouts of useless thought,
abusive nightime words
kept from the waking world,
but only after
the empty night falls.
Atlas Chapter 5Atlas Chapter 53 years ago in Settings More Like This
The man sat there in his white dirt stained button up shirt. His overalls, which would look horrible on someone else was clumsily buttoned on one side and the other laid lifeless on the other; still buttoned but not on his shoulder. His hair neatly but not too neatly tussled, wild blond hair. In between two of his fingers rested his cigar. Looking back at her was his deep dark blue eyes that cut through the darkness of the room.
He sat in a big red chair at his desk. The only thing on the desk was the radio and his ashtray. Other than that was a couple of maps and paper work. The room itself had mutable screens in which he watched her from and across the room laid his bed. The walls were riddled with posters. A poster of Andrew Ryan hung on the wall with a couple darts in his forehead; A cross the way from that was a utility bunker full of different weapons. He sat only 5 feet from the lit fireplace. She could feel the warmth from
What it Takes to LoveWhat it Takes to Love5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What it takes to love
What does it take to love
or to be loved
Does it mean
Being there for the person you admire
Becoming adrift into your own desires
Forcing the significant other into you
Coaxing them into liking you
Then as soon as they unlock the door
You swallow the key opening your heart
Does being loved require
The need for lust?
To betray or be betrayed
Is it to go to hell and back?
Rise up and hear thy plea
Forced down the trodden path of loneliness
Is this all I am meant for?
Assuage this heart
It's broken and tattered
Locked and bound
Are you strong enough
To break it's vices
Or will you leave it in darkness?
Decaying like the dreaded past
Lingering onto past hopes
and long forgotten memories
Is this all it takes to love?
Or is there more?
Please God, tell me there is more
This heart shall never heal
It will persist to turn into dust
Into nothingness and loss
Take the chance
Or pass me by
Ranger: Shadows of Almia C1Chapter 1Ranger: Shadows of Almia C14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Welcome," a voice spoke as a young girl stepped into the pitch-black room. "Please state your name."
"I-I'm Kate Yamaki," the young girl spoke nervously. This wasn't what she had expected when she signed up.
"Take the Styler from the desk next to you."
Kate reached over, taking the small device in her hand. She noticed the device was round in the front while it then led back into a small handle from there. A small flap covered a set of buttons and graphs on the back of the device. "Now what?"
"Step forward and use the device to capture this," the voice spoke once more and in an instant a small yellow rodent jumped forward. It had long pointy ears that ended in black spots at the top, while its tail was long and shaped like a lightning bolt. It also had smell red circles on its cheeks where electricity seemed to spark from. "Simply pull the switch on the Styler and the Capture Disc will release from it. Guide the Disc around the Pikachu and capture it."
The Experience of TranslatingThe Experience of Translating2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Foreign languages, I realize, are not for everyone. Many can go throughout their whole lives content to read Scripture in their native language. I certainly don't blame them for doing so. Translating Scripture can be like portaging through a swamp—a mire of depth, interpretation, and meaning. That being said, the ability to translate things such as Scripture offers valuable insight into the meaning and difficulty of the text that we take for granted. When the language is not our own (e.g., Latin or Greek) it forces one to scrutinize the grammar and the vocabulary and it forces one to reflect on the meaning of the text. Below, I'd like to share not only the experience of translating but also show how anyone, even those who just read English, can get more out of parables and texts that they thought were boring or easy.
I've been doing both ancient and koine [Biblical] Greek for some time. In no way would I consider myself a master of that language. For me, a master would loo
pears and nearspears and nears3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
monday afternoon and
my lover is studying;
i am wondering if he remembers that time when
we learnt together the geometric shapes -
circled are his lips when
the sun draws himself upon them;
i am jealous.
earth has his own anatomy -
them science people called him "pear";
maybe the fruit was before the planet
or maybe the planet grew out of it,
which makes us pearestrials, but
i wouldn't know;
i don't do science.
i don't even do words -
words are too academic sometimes;
it's propestorous (exclamation mark)
and my fingers are only made to waltz with yours;
i'm sorry when i stumble,
you know my forefinger is high heel sensitive;
there's too many is in the world.
monday's moving towards evening
my lover's still studying
earth is still a pear
there's Pretty Woman on tv
the food is not getting any w
Dirty Little Secret [Rivaille/Levi x Reader]Why do you like cleaning so much?"Dirty Little Secret [Rivaille/Levi x Reader]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The man glanced up at you with a feather duster on his hand. You smiled at him while leaning your weight to his desk.
" I have no duty to tell you that."
He groaned and continued to do his dusting.
You pulled your weight to sit on the desk of his causing some of his pens fell off from it usual place.
He stopped his work and slowly turned to you with an angry glare.
"May I ask you what are you doing here in my office? Aren't you supposed to be doing your chores with the other cadets?"
You smiled cheekily. " I got tired and I suddenly want to visit you. "
He sighed and murmured. " if only you don't have to keep that as a secret, I would be giving you a punishment for skipping your chores."
You cupped your face and looked at him innocently.
"Keeping what as a secret? Oh!! I remember.. That you were reading a pornographic...."
He quickly stepped in front of you and covered your mouth.
"First!!! I wasn't.. I confiscated it from one of the cadets!"
The Skeleton Keys - three: bunny hunterThe Skeleton Keys - three: bunny hunter3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Skeleton Keys
three: bunny hunter
* A story by Beau Cyphre - with an illustration by Maria Amanda Schaub *
"Wanna see me naked? So go down into the rabbit hole!" said the rabbit.
So I tried to. It couldn't be too dangerous.
in the flow