TreesTrees4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The secret life
of elm and oak
and thin white poplars -
on a winter night,
grazing the moon
like tapers in December.
I smell earth -
peat and cedar
and the indulgent bulge
crafting the air
like a smith
lost in his work.
Chestnuts bear an offering
and the yearning pall
of pine scents the sky
till it's thick with resin.
And they gather
with boughs and limbs
bent like priests at play,
roots tight as ancient drums
to ruminate on stories,
sinewed in fragrant bark
making merry where
the green bends back
I Hope You FallWhen you've played your last cardI Hope You Fall4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When you've done your last trick
I hope they see through the bluff
I hope they see you freeze on stage
When you're left with no other option
When you're torn between two choices
I hope you realize how it all hurts
I hope you understand the consequence
After the world stops revolving around you
After the days endlessly fuse with nights
I hope some truth enlightens you
I hope that you see one last star
After you've failed to keep your promise
After you've failed to realize I hate you
I hope you fall
Oh, do I hope you fall
To Mix Gasoline and MatchesHer solar scars were aching for the aquafina kiss of relief.To Mix Gasoline and Matches5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But who among them would soothe her charcoal freckles?
Who withheld the capacity to repair such a scorched surface?
He said it like it was the first rule of life,
like it should be so fucking obvious.
She clasped singed vocal-chords,
tattooing questions into chest crevices.
Stifled lightning ignited organs,
highlighting silenced thoughts with neon importance.
The thunder rumbled through her pores,
infiltrating the epidermis,
seeking her innards.
She felt it shivering beneath her bones,
whispering within her ribs.
It spoke of the culpable, the guilty.
A fork-tongued reminder spewing honesty.
"Ignore the ashes, Pyro Girl.
that once they've bathed in flame,
people all look the same."
I only pray you're able to stare d
NovemberI sometimes think I am beautifulNovember4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like when I hear it whispered from the mouths of boys
Black-edged chocolate almonds
And bloody pouts
And crumpled wings-
Couldn't I be beautiful?
Forget that I am always trying to be perfect
For boys who never tried
To be perfect for me
Forget that I am the used
The corner girl
Whose lips the shadows cover.
Palmless fingers can't hold hands
They don't want to.
As Ias i dream,As I4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i think clearly,
as i wake,
my soul aches,
as i run,
i think wearily,
as i rest,
it's a test.
StimulusAwake! I sprung from my slumberStimulus4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Escaping dream's grasp with a twist
Clarity demanding rationale, I suffered
One must not abhor closed eyes once they have felt
the ghostly gaze
Of buzzing electricity in the snoring hours
You hated meYou laughed when I fellYou hated me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You watched me kill myself
You hated me silently
You loved me secretly
I slapped you when you laughed
I cried when you watched me die
I knew you were disgusted of me
I loved you loudly
When you cried
When you lied
When you died
I said horrible things to your mother
You pretended to love me
So I pretended to love you
Tonight when I sleep
You will come to me in my dreams
You will say you love me
But the truth is you have always hated me
When I DieWhen I Die3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I die
Will you sing for me?
When I die
Will you cry?
When I die
Will you send flowers to my grave?
When I die
Will you be brave?
When I die
Will you still love me?
When I die
Will you let me be?
When I die
Will you throw away the ring?
When I die
Will you walk over the land like a king?
When I die
I will always be with you
By your side
And sing to you all day long.
A Vocaloid Fanfiction: Red Flames - Meiko - P1A lot can happen in a year. Love, betrayal, life, death, loss and new beginnings; and sometimes you can find yourself standing back where you started while the world around you shifts and changes and you try to stay rooted to the ground, desperately grasping the life you used to have before it would slip through your fingers like sand.A Vocaloid Fanfiction: Red Flames - Meiko - P13 years ago in Romance More Like This
But if nothing changed you would never experience the events life has to offer, wouldn't you?
It was exactly how it had been a year ago, a stormy night sky over the small, modest diner bar. Heavy rain pounded against the glass windows; the moon leaving scary, spiky shadows on the wooden floor. To the side, a door was slightly ajar and inside laid a sleeping Meiko, her head surrounded by bills and notices as she tried to rest in her dusty office. Proper, restful sleep was impossible and dreaming was even more so. Meiko founded herself awaking to the scene before her; a seemingly endless number of unpaid bills and papers warning her that thi
2. Complicated2. Complicated2. Complicated3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Why do you have to be so stubborn?!" Len yelled.
"Why do you have to be such an idiot?" Neru retaliated, glaring fiercely at Len. His expression of extreme annoyance mirrored hers. This meant that Neru's face was all scrunched up, while Len's face was a furious red. Right now the two were bordering on the line of all-out rage.
Len was the first to break the angry silence, "You're so―"
"Infuriating!" Neru interrupted.
"Enough!" Meiko shouted, stepping between the two of them, pushing their almost touching faces apart. "Why won't you two quit fighting?"
"She started it!" Len said, pointing to Neru. "She's the one who is always insulting me!"
"I wouldn't insult you if you'd stop being so damn annoying!" Neru growled, pointing right back at him.
"STOP!" Meiko cried, pushing both of them to separate corners of the room. She rubbed at her temples, where a migraine was forming as it always d
Dyin's Not the Only WayOne day I was just sitting,Dyin's Not the Only Way5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
With my thoughts, all by myself,
Wondering what had happened,
Why my life had gone to hell
I was feeling sick and sorry,
Depression was my game,
I wondered how I kept living,
When every day was just the same
I was staring off into space,
As this old lady, she walked by,
I wasn't paying enough attention,
To see the wisdom in her eyes
She stopped and looked at me,
And then she held out to me her hand,
She said "Before you can start living,
You have to understand,
That dyin's not the only way"
I screamed "No! I cannot take this!
I just want it all to end!"
That old lady, she looked at me,
And this is what she said:
"Dyin's not the only way"
She said "If you really want it,
If you can make yourself believe,
Then you will find the strength,
To get up off your knees,
Cause dyin's not the only way"
"No, dyin's not the only way"
I was angry and so bitter,
I just wanted to lash out,
But that lady, she just looked at me,
And she took me down
She didn't have touch me,
SoMa Fanfic - Your Memory - Ch 1 - Cancelled -SoMa Fanfic - Your Memory - Ch 1 - Cancelled -3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Wasssup? Wasssup? Waaasssszzzzup?" Lord Death asked as both meister and weapon entered the Death Room.
"Reporting in for duty," Maka stated happily with a smile, giving a small salute as she did. Her partner stood beside her, slouching as usual.
"So why'd you call us in?" Soul asked, staring lazily into the mirror that stood before them.
"I've got a special mission for you two. It's a tough one and I thought you two would be especially perfect for the job," he said, his voice light, chipper, and funny as always.
The partners listened attentively for their job description. He explained the mission thoroughly; another hunt for a kishin egg who was killing off innocent people and happily sent the two on their way.
"That's weird. Why would he call us in for just another regular mission? Wasn't anything special to me," Soul complained in his deep voice as he and Maka walked down the halls of the DWMA, towards the entrance.
"Well, I don't know I think maybe he just w
stupid love poemHoney, don't blame me when you sufferstupid love poem4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never wanted to be in your head,
on your mind, or under your skin
So don't tell me you love me dearly
You know I can't return those feelings
I don't want to be your unrequited love
Cellar DoorIt takes a long time for a bottle that size to get cold.Cellar Door4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't get to make the rules anymore.
The Son of Sam found Jesus.
I'm still looking for my keys.
You locked all the rooms before
you left and taped a note to the cellar door.
"Was this stillness always meant to be,
Like the clouds up above us, or,
the bark upon the tree?"
Somehow you made this meaningless beauty
An enigmatic puzzle I had to solve.
I stopped looking for all the answers
When I snuck in through the kitchen window.
I'm just going to drink it warm.
Please, Don'tPlease, don'tPlease, Don't3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You don't realize
What will happen if you do
You speak to thousands
But you listen to no one else
Cut that wrist again
What pain you cause me
You scream for help
But you do not accept it
Don't make me
Build you your coffin
I don't want to paint you
With my misery tears
Don't do it
Life has so much more
To offer you
Just give it time
And times a bitch
But happiness will come
And trust me, it's worth the wait
A CompanionshipA Companionship3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It's The reasons or the background for John and Sherlock's unique relationship.
I'm not excactly sure how fluffy it is, I guess it is kind of fluffy o.O
What do you think? please gimme some feedback
Sherlock was John's entire world after only three months. He made John feel alive again after he had returned from Afghanistan he had felt hollow, lonely and scared. When he was running with Sherlock he felt like he had a purpose he helped Sherlock and kept him from doing anything immensely stupid. John loved the rush of the hunt, the excitement when they were on the right track and the satisfaction when they solved the mystery and every mystery and dangerous situation always left him wanting more.
For every day that passed by, John felt more and more contempt with his present and positive about his future. Sherlock had given him so much within the short period of time they had known
A Servant of Evil~"You are my lady ..I am your servant .."~A Servant of Evil4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Len smiled wistfully, gazing out the palace windows. The skies were aglow with fire, red streaks akin to blood marring the cloudy black and painting the night with a fiendish glee. Through the glass he could hear the rioting crowds, their cries ringing across the palace grounds and echoing in the city, calling all those forth who despised the dainty princess of fourteen. They decreed her evil, a viper in the hellish garden of despair. Despite their words, he only knew as his sister. His lady.
Fate had not been kind to him and his darling sibling. Torn apart at a young age, she was pampered and taught the ways of the throne, while he was trained to be here mere lapdog. A servant, there to adhere to the tiny princess's every wile. Never permitted to reveal his blood relation, which the princess had forgotten, Len had dutifully splayed himself before his laughing and lovely twin, a hand to his chest and knee on the floor. ~"What is your
I Am a Stuffed Animal BunnyI Am a Stuffed Animal Bunny5 years ago in Visual Poetry More Like This
I am a stuffed animal
Sweet, lovable, cuddly and can keep you company
Silent, small, and shy, but still can make you happy
If you're down, I can cheer you up
Little children are my best friends
Thrown away into the closet is my fear
Rescue MeSuffocating. No air. No life. Only dark.Rescue Me5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Despair and depression were the only feeling in my slowly shriveling body. Hate curled around my small frame like the cold grip of a merciless monster.
Hate for myself, hate for everyone else, for the world, for life. Everything meant nothing and nothing meant everything. There wasn't even any pain left. I wanted to feel it. I wanted to feel pain more than anything. Just to know I still could feel it. But, obviously, I couldn't.
What was I supposed to do? Sit here and wait for someone, anyone, to rescue me? Or was I supposed to fight? Option two had been used with only failure as a result.
I'd gripped hope in desperation. I'd let it seep into my body, let it put a smile on my face and fill me with warm promises of no pain, no hurt, no numbness. But it abandoned me; let me down.
No one would. Guaranteed. Why? Why would no one take the time to lift me up?
The walls were closing in, shadows cast over me like a dark ocean, dro