mordre le tempsIl est temps de...mordre le temps4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Mordre le temps,
Mordre la vie à pleine dent,
De casser le sablier,
Pour un à un ingurgiter,
Tout ces grains de sable scintillant...
Il est temps de...
Mordre la poussière,
Mordre la pierre,
De casser l'anneau,
Pour un à un récupérer,
Les mille et un carats de ce diamant...
Il est temps de...
Mordre mon adversaire,
Mordre la terre entière,
De casser mon image,
Pour un à un savourer,
Les joies amère de ce carnage sanglant...
Il est temps d'être une étoile
Il est temps de léver le voile
Il est temps d'être moi-même...
Bisexual PrejudiceDo not judge me because of my sexuality.Bisexual Prejudice4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who cares if I'm a bisexual?
you think it makes you feel better by judging me?
you think you already know everything about me
because I told you I am bisexual?
My sexuality doesn't determine who I really am.
It is not everything about me
It just a part of who I am
There's so much more in me that you don't know
I'm an artist,
a manga addict,
I'm also a brother,
a loving son,
a good friend,
and a caring lover.
and I love Harry Potter.
so don't judge me because I am bisexual.
It's not everything about me.
you might not even know...
I can be a killer.
So be careful.
Un amore non dettoUn amore non dettoUn amore non detto4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Quello che mai io ti dirò
lo porterò dentro il mio cuore
testimone fidato e discreto,
scrigno, per questo mio amore.
Quello che mai io ti dirò
sono i brividi lungo la schiena
come le onde, infrangersi alla riva,
come un fiume che travolge nella piena.
Quest'amore che è nato sfortunato,
il suo destino è di non essere vissuto,
nonostante sia motivo di dolore,
la sua dolcezza non potrò dimenticare.
E mi struggo
al pensiero di una carezza,
perché io mai
potrò ammirar la tua bellezza
perché è un altro che tu
porti nel cuore,
sei la sua la gioia
mentre per me solo dolore.
Quello che invece
io ti vorrei dire
è che ti porterò
per sempre nel mio cuore,
anche se io
un altro amore incontrerò,
sarai per me un bel ricordo
che io custodirò.
Indiscernable regardIndiscernable regard4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Il y avait toujours cet homme qui me regardait de ses grands yeux bleus. Riche, il voyageait tous les matins au volant de sa Mercedes. De mon banc, je le suivais du regard, curieuse et comblée tout à la fois. La main sur le toit de sa voiture, il me contempla plus longuement qu'à l'ordinaire. À son habitude, il aurait déjà pris le large. Un pied devant l'autre, il devança tous les véhicules stationnés au bord du trottoir. Regardant à droite, puis à gauche, il traversa d'un pas décidé cette voie achalandée. Se rapprochant de moi, je sentis son regard inquiet me foudroyer subitement.
- Avez-vous besoin d'aide, madame ? S'écria-il en accélérant le pas à la vue de voitures se rapprochant dangereusement.
Il s'agenouilla devant moi, posant ses mains tièdes sur mes avants bras. Je sursautai légèrement à ce contact.
- Je vous remercie de votre solidarit&
Puppet MasterMy sin, it brings me down againPuppet Master6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My life, so full of pain and strife
My love, something I'll never reach
My thought, Something you cannot teach
Now or Never, it's my time to decide
In life the wave on which we ride
Can't stop this mountain moving on
Every thought of mine is gone
Wish there was more to life then this
Just more then to merely exist
The Dance for the puppet master is on
We have less brain then brawn
Winter Blues HaikusIWinter Blues Haikus7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Drunken snowflake dance,
stagger around the street light.
Someone call a cab
The cold air's biting
not like a crocodile
more like a puppy
Carve the silver lake
with graceful figure 8's
humble ice skater
Sub Zero wind chill-
snot freezes inside nostrils
hot air can't escape
Wave your arms and legs
give birth to a snow angel
then watch it ascend
Droopy carrot nose-
Melted snowmen have no pride.
The sun's a killer.
Goose bumps are moguls
and I will ski your body-
Lonely lost mitten
resting by the curb in snow
hanging from the roof,
Icicles are winter's teeth
Come tooth fairy, come.
30 Ways to Annoy Gustav30 Ways to Annoy Gustav Schafer30 Ways to Annoy Gustav7 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Steal his drumsticks and replace them with lollipops.
2. Make random animal noises every time he walks past you.
3. Duct tape yourself to his back.
4. Sit on his foot and refuse to relocate yourself for the rest of the day.
5. Lock him in a closet right before a concert.
6. Constantly remind him that Bill and Tom are way more popular than him. (I love you Gustav!)
7. Steal all of his favorite CDs and bury them in the backyard.
8. Spend your day doing nothing but thinking up ways to annoy him.
9. Give him death glares all day. When he asks you what is wrong, tell him theres a pebble in your shoe.
10. Glomp him from behind and shout "Viva Le Resistance" with a fist punch and run away, screaming. (Thanks Blackroses13!)
11. Cosplay as a random Naruto character, pick up his drumsticks, and shout Drumstick no Jutsu as you chuck them at him.
12. Smile as he yells at you.
13. Put a sombrero on your head and stalk him for the rest of the day.
30 Ways to Annoy Georg Listing30 Ways to Annoy Georg Listing30 Ways to Annoy Georg Listing7 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Hide his hair straightener. (Thanks Theyaylady)
2. Jump out of a random closet, scream as you shove a rock in his mouth and walk away as though nothing has happened.
3. Constantly remind him that he spends more time on his hair than the average American girl.
4. Creep up behind him the middle of the night singing The Itsy Bitsy Spider.
5. Paint his guitar bright pink with a yellow lightening stripe.
6. Draw a mustache on his face in permanent marker while he sleeps.
7. Laugh hysterically when he wakes up to discover your lovely artwork.
8. Lean very close to his face, until your noses are almost touching, and loudly declare Im wearing new socks today!
9. Spend all of your free time thinking up ways to annoy him.
10. Light a match, CAREFULLY hold it close to his hair and say This is a hold up, nobody move and Georgs hair doesnt pay the ultimate price!
11. Ask if he would like a kiwi.
slutslut10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Scrape apart desire
Lure the burning pain
Use misuse abuse my body
Time and time again
Say bye to decency
Let it run away
Understand the shame and pain
Take my soul today
Seduce me so easily
Lies are nice tonight
Uglify my thoughts and pride
Tell me it's alright.
Sign away my body
Love all the control
Undermine til i cant operate
Turn my mind on hold
Scratch out my sorrow
Like the running blood
Utilize my strength and heart
Tear away from love
Please Question My MentalityCrack says the bones in your bodyPlease Question My Mentality5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Moan comes the sound from your lips
Agony loves to pardon you many gifts
Cry whispers the ghosts in your ears
Scream I say with a brilliant smile
Join me in my asylum of catastrophe
Your Not AloneYour words make me smileYour Not Alone6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your eloquence and style
Are designed to bring cheer
Every time you call me dear
I can't let you be sad for long
You're a great person and strong
Your heart and mind are unmatched
All your fear and doubt are dispatched
You must rise above your sadness
Keep on reaching for the bliss
Remember that people like me exist
Even when the bad memories persist
I will always be your friend
I will always have time to lend
For a person as nice as you
I hope you see that I care too
I love you.She was the type of girl who knew by heart the definition of each and every sentiment. Yet the words spelled and sprawled across the pages remained simply that--words, seemingly outside her grasp forever. And yet she prolonged the ritual of carving definitions, word-for-word, into the wall that closed off her mind. But it was not that she could not feel or that she would not feel. It was simply that she harbored deep inside a passion that no words in existence could ever describe. But I now know the word she so desperately searched for; it was "love". To the unknown entity that inspired her and drove her forward, the only words necessary to convey were these: "I love you."I love you.4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
And I do.
Keep BreathingThe storm is coming...Keep Breathing4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The blonde's cell phone rings with a happy tune. He pulls it out of his pocket and smiles at the Caller ID, flipping it open. "Sasori!" he says excitedly. "I knew you'd call! The skyscraper is amazing. It's like nothing I've ever-"
"Deidara," the redhead on the opposite end says, almost sternly. "You have to get out of there."
"I know you're upset that you couldn't come with me, but sheesh." Deidara rolls his eyes, as if Sasori could see it.
"Listen to me, Deidara." Sasori switches his phone to the other ear. "On the news... Look, just leave. Please."
"Why?" Deidara asks, puffing out his bottom lip slightly. He puts his hand on his hip and says, "You're kinda scaring me." There's an odd, choked noise on the other end. Deidara falls silent for a moment, then asks, "Are you alright?"
Sasori clenches his fist. "I will if you just get the hell out of there! Deidara, there's a bomb! It's not one of your little artistic fireworks, it's a real bomb! It's a
30 Ways to Annoy Tokio Hotel30 Ways to Annoy Tokio Hotel30 Ways to Annoy Tokio Hotel7 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Insist on calling Bill and Tom Thing 1 and Thing 2.
2. Read Green Eggs and Ham out loud late at night.
3. When they come back to their home town after a concert yell Yea, youre back! and hug them like youll never let go. After about five minutes constantly glance at the clock and say Shouldnt you be going somewhere?
4. Sell all four of them on eBay.
5. Tattoo your name on each of their foreheads in the middle of the night in permanent marker.
6. Dress up as a chicken and sing their songs loudly and off-key.
7. Constantly remind them that the female of the species is more deadly than the male.
8. Let a very large, non-poisonous, spider loose in the recording studio.
9. Record their loud, girly screams.
10. Poke Tom in the side non-stop, making him squeak. (This will not only annoy Tom, but his high-pitched squeaking will annoy the others too!)
11. Watch The Others a
Bar Hopping with the DeadThey lost Bob in Hong Kong.Bar Hopping with the Dead3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Embracing The NightShall we dance tonightEmbracing The Night4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Under the starlit sky
Bask in the moonlight
As if our first time
Reminisce in the memories
Held so dearly and true
Wandering helpless around
With not a thing to do
But that's alright for now
We both can settle down
Enjoy the chill filled night
Nobody but you and I
Reality Strikes "Daddy, you're drunk again." A petite girl whispered gently to the man sitting before her. She was small and delicate for the tender age of 13. Not that interfered with her superior knowledge compared to others her age. Her boundless energy and open mind was eager to the world around her. But she knew what real life was about all too well. The grim reality of an abusive, drunk father. Long since divorced from a mother she never had the chance to meet. Not that she cared. There was no need for another anchor to hold her here in the worldReality Strikes5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm not drunk," slurred the man, his head rolling limply on his broad shoulders, "I merely had too much to drink." He chuckled then, the sound warm with old charm he rarely used anymore.
"You should be off to bed." The girl scolded him like a disobedient child; gingerly tugging on his right hand extended toward her. He didn't budge.
"Sit with me," he whined
Profile- Ghost FaustusProfile- Ghost Faustus5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Name: Ghost Faustus
Nickname: Other kids call him Frankenstein-boy, Ronnie calls him Patches.
Age: Has a 17-year-old body, though his actual age is unknown.
Socioeconomic level: Currently, upper middle class. (Before that, living-in-a-secret-lab class.)
Birth date: His creator-father Tierlynn let him pick his birthday, because Tierlynn didn't want Ghost to associate the day of his 'creation' as his actual birthday. Ghost chose April 6, the same as his favorite scientist, James Watson, one of the discoverers of DNA.
Birth place: His dad's lab, somewhere in Germany.
Describe their dwelling/house: A scientific laboratory, hidden away somewhere in the world (a different lab than the one he was born in). It's essentially one big lab room, with a couple of beds. (Until recently, he had shared a bed with his father)
Occupation: Student in
Goodnight PrayerBefore falling into a deep slumberGoodnight Prayer4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I recall the day with great clarity
Every kiss and caress we did share
All the dreams, hopes, and prayers
Now I lay me down to sleep,
Remember the day you first met me
No more was I then barely fifteen
Radiant on the inside but dull on the out
You took my hand and lead me away from myself
I pray the Lord my soul to keep;
Yet here we are now, with laughs to share
Memories of a faraway and fading sorrow
Smiles so plentiful that the world is jealous
Keeping hushed whispers of a secret love
Should I die before I wake,
Without you here, there is no tomorrow
Sunshine will cease as will my heart
Breath air into me as I do you
So that two become one and one passion
I pray the lord my soul to take.
Heal my wounds and I promise to heal yours
A gracious touch as old as time
Pleasure isn't necessary, but we share it so well
Gods of our own world so far from here
My demented mind-7th gradenessWe are here to pay our respects to, Maria Juanita Consuelo De La Rosas Carmenocho. Or as her friends called her Eight. Her death was a quick and painless one. Although her friends celebrated with fireworks and counted down her death, she shall be missed. When she was born the community was overjoyed!My demented mind-7th gradeness4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
In February she joined an online community that welcomed her with open arms. Eight spent most of her days watching T.V. and drawing, she had a good life. She went to many parties and celebrated many events. Her sister ninealicious will carry on her DeviantART tradition (She has already gotten 40 favorites and three new friends for her dead sister.) She also hopes to be nicer to all and especially to her family. The service will be held at that one place with the extreme luau competitions.
Me.I am insecure.Me.3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
My hair isn't completely straight.
My eyes are not normal.
I don't smile a lot.
My makeup isn't perfect, nor is my skin.
I have big feet and I tower over many friends.
I cry a lot and let my emotions get the best of me.
I hurt easily.
I have braces.
My teeth do not touch in the front.
I am quiet.
I don't talk in class.
I can't stand up for myself.
My chest is small.
But I am a person and I DO have feelings. If you belittle and disrespect me....You are less of a person. Because I am ME, so like it or not, that is the way it is.
Howl PrefaceAs a kid, I never liked my name. I had always thought it was too... plain. Rory Ann Kidwell. When you say "Rory" it sounds like you're choking on something in the back of your throat or pretending to be a dinosaur. And I had thought of it as more of a boys' name. Not to mention that Kidwell is a boring surname and I'm not surprised that I was the last in that family.Howl Preface4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
My father, Jason Michael Kidwell, had been a proud guy. He had wanted at least one son to carry on the name. Needless to say, he had to hide his disappointment when all he got was a couple of female twins. My sister was creatively named Tory Ann, and was the less feminine of us. I wasn't exactly a girly-girl, but I was scared of bugs and I wasn't a very physical person. She loved to play sports such as soccer and tennis and I loved to stay at home and stare at the outfits in my closet or read. I always had this feeling that my Dad liked her more, though, because she was usually the one helping out more. I never did