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BrokenMy heart is broken and my wings are deadBroken5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
My time is over and my world has gone away.
There nothing left for me, but a sea of greiving
My heart is gone my wings were red
Blood splattered the ground at my feet
When my heart broke it was easy to see...
My wings crumbled to dust
And the candles lit opened my trust
My time is over, ive nothing left
MY peaceful happy life, the world ive made for me...
All over...
All gone...
Now i just want to die
To ForgetI found a cave brightly litTo Forget6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Was this finally the cave i had been searching for through my 19 years of life?
I walked inside and looked around corshusly looking for the one magical jewel that could grant my only wish.
I searched deep into the cave when finally i found it.
The blue and red jewl spackled in the light of my tourch and as i picked it up i could feel its magic energy pass through my hands and into my body.
"I can have only one wish, is that correct?" I asked with a small voice
"That is very much correct, your wish can only be granted once, and you may only ever have one wish" Replied a voice from an unseen source
I gulped
I
AloneShe would often be seen sitting alone at the back of the class room or alone swinging on the park swingsAlone6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Barely a smile on her ashen face
When approached she would return the look you gave her then just vanish as if she had never been there leaving you just wondering why she gave you a small pityful look
Could it have been a desperate plea for help
Maybe she was just wondering why you took an interests in her morbid expressions
Or maybe just maybe she was looking deep into your soul as a passing memory from long ago
ThrashmataliaxI tried to be there for you when ever you needed me...Thrashmataliax6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I spoke on every journal
and i confessed how i felt
But just because im not christian enough for you to see
Im not worthie
I tried my heardest for you...
And all you could do was leave me
Thank to some girl a long time ago
You left me...
We could have been together...
We could have been happy
But because i dont beileve in god
You just couldnt accept me
Im diffrent im alone
Im hated by them all
Yet even when i gave you a list for why i loved you....
You still abandoned me...
Left me to rot
Made me break its not right
I may hope that you loose it all
I may hope that you
Luigi's Mansion ReviewMario, Mario, Mario. He is everywhere! When you hear the words, "video games" or "Nintendo", the first thing that pops in your head is Mario. Mario has the most successful and best selling franchise in the world and has some of the most successful spin-off games! But, what about his brother Luigi? He is the most famous younger brother and sidekick the world has ever known, and yet he doesn't have much of his own games. He did star in a cruddy educational game called Mario is Missing!, but it didn't really give Luigi much of a status. It was then in 2001 when Luigi finally got his own game on the GameCube called... Luigi's Mansion!Luigi's Mansion Review1 year ago in Settings More Like This
The game w
Nightmares1 year ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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PMD3: Ch.9: Outlaw Mission p2PMD3: Ch.9: Outlaw Mission p22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
PMD 3: Ch.9: First Outlaw Mission for Four (part 2)
*Eclipse and Sandra are waiting in the cafe*
Sandra: I still don't who I am.....Why am I here and what am I doing here?.....I'm sure my parents would be worried sick about me.
Eclipse: *Walks over to the table where Sandra is, and sets down a gold-colored drink* Here.
Sandra: ^^ Thank you Eclipse. But what is this?
Eclipse: It's a drink made from a gold gummi. Gold gummis partially increase your IQ every time you consume it and it's liked by psychic types like you.
Sandra: Like an energy drink?
Eclipse: Not really. It's just a drink that helps increase your IQ and possibly increases y
The Bitter FarewellHe was dead.The Bitter Farewell9 months ago in Drama More Like This
Ian Malkovich was dead.
My little brother was dead.
And I had ordered it to happen.
It was a simple choice in theory, but impossible: 300 people, or him. I always knew that as a Commander, I had to do what was best for everyone. Even if it meant sacrificing my own family. I can't apologize for that.
I thought Samus would understand that. But she didn't.
"How?! How could you?"
She was just as obstinate then as she was when it happened. She was bullheaded. Childish. Stubborn.
I could understand that. She had already lost her parents, and the Chozo. Perhaps that's why she clung to me.
And I clung to her as well, as much as I couldn't admit it. When I asked "Any objections, Lady?" during a briefing, there was no malice. She was simply on the defensive emotionally, and I simply wanted her to lighten up like the other soldiers.
But I couldn't say it out loud. I was a commander. I was the one who had to call the shots, to make the difficult decisions.
And now I was facing another
ClichesThey say "all dogs go to heaven"Cliches1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And "all sinners go to hell"
They say our efforts are "just a drop in the bucket"
And that we're "saved by the bell"
They say "you can't teach an old dog new tricks"
And that "only time will tell"
Well I say "damn you and your stupid cliches
This world's already gone to hell."
WindowsWindows1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
This is my eye, do you like it?
It shows my very soul.
My hopes and dreams,
My worn out seams,
All crushed into a whole.
Look at the iris, ain't it pretty?
All brown and green and blue.
Hidden colors
Like starlight gleam
And hide amidst the dew.
And there's the white, so clean and pure.
Yet soft seamed through with blood.
A gentle touch
The vessels burst
We'll all drown in the flood.
Then the pupil, rimmed with black
The darkest night could not compare.
Yet it's the key
Gives sight to me
So how can I ever despair?
Questions of the Cosmos2 years ago in Free Verse
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This Poem Stole My WalletThis poem stole my walletThis Poem Stole My Wallet2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As its very last resort
I guess it was miffed at me
You know? Feeling out of sorts.
Poor poem, how I pity you
But really, what could I say?
"I'm sorry, no time for writing this week,
Come back some other day."
But no! It wouldn't listen.
Simply insisted to be written
Despite my protests of being tired today.
So now here it is, hope it's happy.
At the very least it's not sappy.
But it is an absolute jerk of the very worst sort.
Not to mention a mess, without
Rhyme, reason, or rhythm
To hold its sorry lines
And varied stanzas
Together.
I denounce it as a magpie, a jaybird, a crow
I'm ashamed to ev
ArroganceYou cut the flesh to purge the sin from your veins,Arrogance1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But it all comes back to you in the end...
You are a lifeless body which has no meaning in life,
And the sorrow will do you in.
Depression, misery, pessimism and melancholy--
Your body is drowned by this selfish folly.
Nothing you do will please your senses
As long as you are surrounded by arrogant fences.
You keep out all that is good and optimistic;
When was the last time you brought forth a smile?
You have become lost in your dismal forest,
And you will be gone for quite a while.
No one admires that dreary grimace
As you confront others with such anguish;
Though they play wi
Bedtime StoryRun, run, run...Bedtime Story1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
He nears ever so quickly.
His ambitions are to maim,
And he does it just for fun.
His eyes-- they twitch as he thirst for your death.
His fists-- they clinch while he grips hold of his tools.
His teeth-- they grind as he moves in for the kill,
And he cuts out your eyes just as he will.
You fear this man as he incites dread;
His intentions for your demise are well-said.
He will drag your lifeless corpse off your blood-soaked bed
Just to prove that you are as good as dead.
Afraid of the dark or of your own shadow--
This man's heart is black and hollow;
His bloody tools Run through your head--
Sleep tight, little
Tutorial - Drawing SwordsTutorial - Drawing Swords2 years ago in Settings More Like This
~TyTasmanianTiger's Short Guide to drawing Swords~
So you want to learn how to draw swords? Want to teach others how to? This is the guide for you! Learn how to draw simple swords in just a couple of steps and you'll become a master of drawing swords, like me (ish)!
Equipment:
:bulletblack: If you're a Photoshop/MS Paint user, then nothing is required.
:bulletblack: If you draw on paper, then you'll just need a pencil, paper and an eraser! ...And maybe a ruler if you suck at drawing straight lines.
Method:
1. Sketch a vertically straight line, at whatever length.
2. Starting from around 1/3 from the bottom line, let's just say, draw a rect
Legend of Zelda: Compass of Secrets: Chapter 13I woke up in a field, with Laurel to my side and the Compass of Secrets still in my hand. It was no longer flashing, and it was pointing north like all good compasses should. Laurel woke up and gasped. "Link, what's that?" She said pointing to a huge walled town, and a towering castle behind it. Written on an arch above the drawbridge into town, was written, "Hyrule Castle Town." I read them to Laurel. "How did you read those? That's not English…"Legend of Zelda: Compass of Secrets: Chapter 132 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I don't know, the words just made sense in my head. You try it."
Laurel focused on the arch, and said, "Yeah, I can see it, too." She started walking to the town.
"Laurel, where do you thin
The Last Will and Testament of Hobbs PoptimistThe Last Will and Testament of Hobbs Poptimist2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As a young author, I must explain
To you how hard it is to write refrains
That, without exception, have to rhyme.
This story took up too much of my time.
Still, you are owed some minor details
As to why this story is slightly derailed.
Firstly, the protagonist is somewhat based on the writer,
But only in name, not in intentions, you blighters.
Then, it involves zombies, so there's some horror.
Then add in a suicide and a dash of murder.
WAIT! Before you try to run away,
The gore is edited out, okay?
And there are reasons why she died.
She would have done more harm still alive.
One last thing before you read this story.
She is
Pokecino-Take a WalkIt just so happened that this one particular morning on Poyi, an ivysaur was making his way towards the notorious B5 house near the Inn. Notorious by means of the rumors that floated around about a psycho that lived there. The Ivysaur, known as Dr.Senbodi, wasn't the least bit affected by these warnings. By choice of his commitment it was either head directly for the house with not an ounce of concern or run screaming in the other direction and offer the job to a possibly less sane psychiatrist. He would not be doing the latter. Senbodi never gave up on anyone...no matter how bad it seemed. Which is why he found himself knocking lightly on thPokecino-Take a Walk7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pokecino-Confused and CraftyIt was 3:34pm when I started. I needed to vent...needed to clear my thoughts. I knew the task was impossible but I had to try something, anything. The pain throbbing against my temples was far greater than it had ever been. Voices rang out from all different directions and the loudest was angry. Angry at me for betraying everything.Pokecino-Confused and Crafty8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Angry at me for caring about her.
Her.
Her! That ugly vile bitch that enjoys nothing more than tearing at my mind, ripping me apart and throwing my carcass to the ground. She was a hunter. She was a collector. Every part of her screamed poise and grace and she walked with confidence.
I would find myself star
A Glimpse to the Past - AnguishMusic flowed through the air, along with the sounds of soft laughter, gentle conversations, the tinkling of crystal glasses touching one another. Siin moved gracefully through the gathered people; silver shining in his pinned and styled sapphire hair; with just a few locks of it left to brush down his back in a shimmering cascade of blues. But oh, all that metal made his head feel heavy. So did the intricately embroidered and jeweled robes he was wearing. He felt... slow, like he was moving through molasses, unaware that the slower steps he was taking because of it made him appear all the more graceful. Pale bluish-white crystals shimmered at the base of his throat and the end of his tail; the fins that had been on the side of his head now delicate white wings. A small horn graced the center of his forehead. The silver and sapphire half mask he wore shielded his eyes from view; though he could see well enoughA Glimpse to the Past - Anguish9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Glimpse to the Past"Mama! Mama!"A Glimpse to the Past9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The call had Miiroka pausing, her kimono shimmering about her legs as she turned, seeing a small boy running toward her; his own yukata flying about him as those little legs pumped. His mid-back length sapphire blue hair streamed behind him, and in one tiny hand, something was clutched. She laughed, crouching down to catch the little figure as he jumped for her. "Oh, now you know you're not supposed to run. You might fall!" she chided gently, lifting him up in her arms.
His little nose wrinkled and he pouted a bit, but his liquid dark eyes shimmered with laughter. "I knooowwwww.... but it's soooo slow walking... an' an' I wanted to give you these!" he exclaimed as he took the slightly bruised and battered clusters of baby's breath and tucked the lacy white flowers into her hair. "You needed them, 'cause they is pretty like you, Mama." Tiny hands pressed to her ch
Anemia The cat just shook her head slightly as she continued to work on a newer version of Matt's arm. She has been meaning to try and improve that arm of his even if just a little. She has been feeling dizzy since that morning, but she wasn't going to rest as everything seemed to get busier for her. Red eyes flickered toward her hand as she felt a drop of perspiration hit the fur. She was sweating now; Midnight didn't even start working that hard. The young woman just shrugged it off as she continued to work. It was probably hot, and her body temperature has been higher than normal due to the pregnancy. After a few minutes, the Shi'nara started toAnemia9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Size of a Kidney Bean "I wonder if he hates me now," commented Midnight as she was sprawled on the couch. She just threw a small ball in the air continuously to do something. Even though the Refuge fraction got a lot of injured and ill, it was, still, rather quite boring. Red eyes flickered toward stomach as the Shi'nara felt somebody climbing on her. "Brother doesn't hate you, Mama," replied Nena. "I'm sure he's just out thinking." The small Faelen just pressed an ear on Midnight's, relatively, flat stomach. She just raised an eyebrow before laughing slightly, "What are you doing, Little One?" Nena looked at her and smiled brightly, "I'm trying to hear the baby!The Size of a Kidney Bean10 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
PCino: Hurricane EventSolace within the Rain and ThunderPCino: Hurricane Event10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
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The lightning flashed outside the window once. Twice. A third time, and all the while a few things were lit up in the room as the light flashed behind the window: a pair of metallic bracelets on a nearby nightstand, revealing three different-colored gems of some sort set into the metal; lastly, a pair of light green-tinted glasses. Why anyone would have their glasses tinted like that, only several people knew: it was because it was his image, as a Beheeyem. And as he sat there, he sighed looking down at the rather large and luxurious bed he was currently sharing with another, and he turned to look a
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