Sky-EyesEverything is fine.Sky-Eyes4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Young as a weed, I am.
Quick as a wink.
Hot as sunrays
Burning through morning haze.
Everything is fine.
Eyes made of sky, I have.
Blue, orange, and pink.
Irises of sunset,
Except the sky has no regret.
Everything is fine.
Soul cold as iron, I have.
Brittle as old snow.
Tired as a wide highway,
Stretched straight for states.
But everything is fine.
Time rushes on, I know.
Dark, deep, and slow.
Moving only forward,
Ignorant of sinking stones.
Everything is fine.
Hard to move on, I think,
When sky-eyes look backward,
Leaving my ass
To find its own way.
Everything is fine.
Up is still the clouds, it seems.
Down is still the ground.
Just need to clear my sky-eyes,
And turn my ass around.
Yep. Everything is fine.
ten things i want to do10.ten things i want to do6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i want to hold you and i want you to hold me.
i want to touch your cheek, read your mind, and tell you how many times i wondered what it would be like to kiss you.
i want to sit down and watch that fucking movie with you, because you never showed up that saturday to watch it with me.
i want to tell you that it hurts when you don't talk to me.
before i die, i want to know what goes on in your head everytime i look into your eyes or lean over your shoulder.
before i die, i want you to say outloud that you love me, even if its not true.
i want to see the seven wonders of the world.
i want to learn to fix cars, because it seems that every boy i lay my heart on wants me to. and this time i will, because if i'm going to die i need to die knowing how to do something you always wanted me to.
i want to stand out in the pouring rain - y'know the kind of rain that gets you completely soaked and your shirt clinging to your every curve within three and a half sec
you're not prince charming.Do you remember the first time we met?you're not prince charming.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Sure thing, it was that barbeque a few summers back. I was wearing jeans and you were wearing a stained skirt. Youd tripped over your shoelaces that youd forgotten to tie and knocked over the ketchup. How could I forget that graceful creature?
I remember that you were wearing a cornflower-blue shirt that matched your eyes and I only tripped because youd smiled at me. I still have that skirt somewhere. And I remember that you danced with your five-year-old cousin because shed asked. Ive never seen anything sweeter in my life.
I remember that, my back still hurts from bending down.
It was adorable. And then you came over and asked my name. Why?
You were standing in front of the steak. I came for the meat, you were just a bonus.
Always a romantic.
Im a walking Hallmark card.
But you still asked me to dance.
Anybody Can Write a Novel - OutlineAnybody Can Write A Novel - OutlineAnybody Can Write a Novel - Outline3 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
A Step-by-step Guide for Anyone to Learn How to Write a Novel
This is an Outline of all my current articles, and a look at what is to come. I will try to update it, at least once every two weeks. Also note that just because something is absent from the Outline does not mean I don't plan to write it. This is a compilation of only chapters that have already been written.
(You'll notice that I have neglected some points and chapters within this Outline. This this is simply a result of realizing that there is so much to learn, when it comes to writing. Don't worry, I'll be sure to come back and fill in the gaps. Also, if this list inspires any requested topics that you would like me to address, please feel free to suggest them in the comments section.)
Chapter 1– Beginning to Write
Horrible poem is a horrible poem...Horrible poem is a horrible poem...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So this is a poem...I suppose
I'm uploading it for a close friend
Apparently here deviant art hates her and has become her foe
So I'm uploading this and hopeing their bicker ends ^-^"
Now heres a hug just for you!
I'm giving it to you because I wanted to!
Now please hold on to this rainbow and start singing!
I like really like llamas...
What I've Always Wanted-Part 2What I've Always Wanted-Part 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Victoria Kirkland mentally screamed. She would have coupled it with some hair-tearing and
possibly a few swear words here and there (her older brother unfortunately, was not exactly the best of
influence a sibling could have) if not for the fact that she was in literature class. What was once her
absolute favorite subject was soon becoming one of her most hated classes when she saw who she was
partnered up with for the midterm project. The teacher must have some kind of personal vendetta against
me. Why must I be paired up with Francis? Bloody pervert.
She gritted her teeth, refused to look at the smirk she knew was growing on Francis' face, and held her
gaze on the projector screen. She scanned the list noticing who her friends were partnered off with (Eliza,
lucky bitch, you get to be with Lilli). She unconsciously let her eyes drift to Alfred's name before catching
herself and forcing herself to look at a more neutral name. Shit. I do NOT care. I do not
Half Broken SwordHalf Broken Sword3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I took it upon myself to love and care for you
While your pain is unbearable, my love remains true
I sold my soul to become your shining light
I made my resolve to stand up and fight
As I heard the sounds of the music you play
I thought that my heart would never go astray
Just as I thought things were coming along
I'd never realize that fate would prove me wrong
As the blessings I gave turned out to be a curse
I would fear that things will only get much worse
All traces of what makes me human have been lost
My love for you would later be the cost
As things get worse for I'm about to see
A person whom I called a friend betrayed me
As she expressed interest in the boy who was my heart
It felt like my whole body got ripped apart
Everything I gave has been for naught
I started to question why I ever fought
As you now lay in the arms of the one who betrayed me
The only thing I have left is a broken heart and misery
As my mind and my heart descend into darkness
The negative and evil thoughts
Memories from the MoonlightMemories from the Moonlight3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
--------Memories from the Moonlight---------
☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ❤ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽
Dancing underneath the moon,
Its shining touch,
Remembrance of life and love,
All to be forgotten,
In the blink of an eye,
as long as the wind whispers on my back,
The howls of the night whispering softly in my ear,
The memories of time gently fading,
The black and white photo dusty and broken,
Slowly aging as time trickles by,
How many minutes go by?
How many seconds have left the serenity?
Will everything be forgotten?
Only Time may tell...
Will hearts still be true?
And the wind still guiding me?
As one sits...
As one waits...
As one dances underneath the moon...
In hopes to find its lost memories of time.
UnbelievingTick, Tock, Tick, Tock,Unbelieving5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Where did you go?
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock,
Times up, didn't you know?
I can hear your breathing,
I can see what you aren't believing,
I can smell the fear,
I know the ending is near
You don't think I exist?
If that's true, then lets see you resist,
Me, and all that I am,
Can you escape the wolf, little lamb?
I feel your heart, and it is mine.
You have crossed that invisible line,
Between reality and fiction,
Now all I need is your realization
Binge Eating DisorderShe curled up into a ball at the foot of her bed; her eyes clasped tightly shut as though protecting herself from the overwhelming sense of guilt spilling from her aching belly.Binge Eating Disorder8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
She had no control.
It scared her. It was as though whenever she walked into the kitchen a demon would take possession of her body. She couldnt pass by the fridge without it dragging her forward, pressing her to have just another bite; just another taste of this and a little nibble of that
Of course, it only happened when she was alone. If there was someone else there then the demon dared not show itself. The shame of such lack of control made her steer away from the kitchen while someone lurked there, but as soon as they left she would once again be drawn into the same pattern of feasting until her stomach hurt, just like it was now.
The worst part of it was that she had no idea how to end it; how could she possibly bring the horrid feasting episodes to a close? She couldnt even admit what sh
Nervosa"She's so tiny, I wish I was her,"Nervosa5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
all the girls would whisper as she walked past them in the halls.
5'1", blonde, size 4, she never heard the compliments.
In her mind they were whispering how fat she was
& how they noticed how much weight she gained over the summer,
3 & 3/8 of a pound to be exact.
"No more dessert for me" she thought
& no one even noticed that she didn't take a cookie that day at lunch.
"She's lost so much weight, how does she do it?"
all the girls would whisper in the back of classrooms.
Cheerleader, honor student, size 2, knew the whispers were about her
She would stare at her body with disgust
& pick out all of her flaws in the mirror every night before bed,
132 to be exact.
"No more lunch for me" she thought
& when her friends asked why she wasn't eating she said she left her money at home.
"She looks so frail these days,"
all the girls would whisper in the locker room.
Skin & bones, size 0, she could feel them all staring.
To her they were looking at her "fat" bu
TriumphTriumph4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
triumph for the King
His truth will be acknowledged
all shall be revealed
ChinaxReader: Welcome To The FamilyChinaxReader: Welcome To The Family3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You walked up to the entrance of the beautiful and traditional home. As a close ally to the country of China, you found yourself here to figure out agreements for imports and exports from both of your countries.
For some reason, whenever you asked if you should travel this home, he was so against it. Only today though, he cordially invited you to his beautiful homeland to talk about your alliance.
Knocking on the doors lightly, you heard no one cry out to you. Actually, all you heard was something crashing before running footsteps came to the door for you.
The doors opened up to China, aka Yao with his hair in disorder and sticking out in all directions. It wasn't even tied up as you had been accustomed to. His eyes held exhaustion within them and he was out of breath.
He fell forward a bit and you took him in your arms,"Yao! Who did this to you!?"
"Aiyah...you don't need to worry about-"
You were about to stop him when he paused, lookin
Honey and the BeeHoney and the Bee4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My back against the tree,
as I sit here and watch,
and the Bee.
Writing a HaikuWriting a haiku;Writing a Haiku4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Running out of syllables
is a pain in the
Ten Commandments of Writing1. Have an original plot.Ten Commandments of Writing5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
If every book was the same, we'd get bored with them pretty quick. Variety is what gives that special spice. Try to come up with a story that's entirely your own. If your work is based off another work, however loosely, make sure you use your own style. Don't just repeat what someone else has already written. Nobody likes a copycat, and you could face an unpleasant lawsuit that way.
2. Have a good title.
If you want people to read your book, you'll need a title that will catch their eye. Make it exciting, but keep it brief, too. Don't make your title so long that it wears the reader down. Try to stay within the limit of ten words. If you have trouble inventing a title, go through your story and decide what the main theme is, what it is in that story that really stands out.
3. Make your characters as believable as possible.
The characters are what make the story a story. You learn about them, sympathize with them, and hate them.