Dear YouDear YouDear You2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
I guess I should have used your whole name but I might not remember it right. I want you to read this letter till the end. So please do not feel offended. It is still meant for you. Names do not really matter anyway.
I am also fully aware there are no punctuation marks here. No commas. Because I am tired of endless sentences and I am sick of meaningless conversations. No question marks. Because I am out of curiosity and most of the answers are not really answers at all. There is always something we will not wholly understand no matter how many questions we ask. We only wish we knew everything. No exclaimation marks. Because I can hardly feel anything anymore. And I am very rarely surprised. Just full stops. Because they mark the end. Because they do not depict emotion. Because they are realists. They can describe the world the way it is. And they do not require answers. So I will not be hurt when you never write me back. I will simply go on. Full stop. With no emotions.
The Wolf's SongThe Wolf's Song1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The silver moon sets bright agasint the fallen night sky
Through the howling wind
and the swirl of leaves
A howl is heard thorugh the darkness
Like beautiful song
or terrible sadness
The howl continues
Both furious and caring
Gentle and destructive
Sweet like a summer day
Bitter cold like a winter's night
The howl tears across the forest
like a deathly blow
But then all seems to be
As the moon goes down
the howling ceases
The beautiful and terrible voice
gone untill the next adventure
A song for a loverI’ll be with you every step of the roadA song for a lover1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I’ll be the warmth when you get cold
I’ll be the lyrics of your favorite song
I’ll be the wings you carry along,
In the pages of your books I’ll be there
I’ll look over you even when you don’t care
I’ll be the birds that ever fly to the south
I’ll not taste bitter, but sweet in your mouth
I’ll be the teacher that shows you the way
The gentle mother that says it’ll be okay
I’ll be the love that will blossom again
I’ll be the long-lost childhood friend
I’ll be the rainbow that comes after rain
I’ll be the hope that is no longer in vain
I’ll be the voice that tells you to fight
I’ll be the light that shines ever so bright.
I’ll be the music you play in your heart
I’ll heal your soul when they tear you apart
I’ll be the tear that streams down your face
The wisdom for you to seek other ways
CoffeeI was walking through London when my eyes caught the sightCoffee1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
of a plastic, large coffee cup lying flat on the ground
I frowned and I mused what the cup's owner thought
When he threw his own coffee so carelessly around
The remains of the drink slowly drizzled on the street
And I stopped and I wondered if I should pick it up
"But then again", I pondered," what good would that do?"
After all why should I bother with another person's cup?"
A man walked past me and stopped there in his tracks
He eyed me and chuckled before he finally spoke
"Sonny, what're you doing there staring at dirt?
He broke down in laughter at his own biting joke
I felt a strong urge to jam the cup through his throat
Or to throw the remains of it square in his face
It was my turn to chuckle when an image occurred
Of the man wet with coffee, oh such a disgrace
I took up the cup and turned towards the guy
Standing there, eying me and finally went on
"What're you going to do with another man's trash?
It's useless, lying th
The poet's last wordsThis is the last poem I will ever write to youThe poet's last words1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
My final words marking the white blank page
That slowly fills with words of a love long lost
The final desperate war with words I'll wage
It has been 20 years since I first met you
You were dancing In the shining ballroom lights
I sat in the corner, caught you in rhyming words
Thousands of poems, thousands of lonely nights
I did not dare speaking, for though I loved the words
I feared people using them, for things which wouldn't mend
I didn't expect you to notice the silent, withered poet there
Who captured everything in words, just to understand
"Am I your muse?" Were the first words you spoke
"A muse is such an accusation, for you are my rose, dear"
my subtle inspiration, the song on which I sing."
I said, avoiding the sight of that I so used to fear
You helped me crawl up from the corner that I made
Took down the walls that kept my heart locked
Stayed with me in thousands of stolen moments
I wrote words about you, but it was my life you
The poem of indifferenceYou can yell at me I'm what no one wants to beThe poem of indifference1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Spit at me, think of me as your failed work of art
despise me, loathe me, regret that I was born
My dear you can grab me and tear me apart
You can holler at me when I walk by your house
hate the color of my hair, the look in my eyes
You can curse my existence and pray for my death
You can tear apart my life with blood stained lies
If it makes you feel better, go ahead, strangle me
Abuse me with words that won't break my heart
Stab me with knives and saw me in half
But my dear, don't expect me to just fall apart
Leave me in the desert and take away my drinks
Watch me crawling helpless, the sun burning my skin
Cackle to the darkness and ravish my defeat
But don't think it's done; I won't let you win
I'm sorry that I ruined your perfectly made plans
But for your beatings or words I do not care
'Cause I am long gone from your simple minded world
I'm sorry dear, but I was just never there
How to forget (everything)On the edge of the god forsaken worldHow to forget (everything)1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
She stands, the last of sanity in her hand
Clinging to the life that fell into the deep
Away from the deserted withered land
She shivers from the cold, dark sky above
A tear drifting in her tired, watery eye
One step closer to the promising place
The homeland where all feelings die
Flying into nowhere, merely for escape
From the lights that have died inside
In the endless sea of drowned dreams
Waiting for a change of the stilled tide
Water touching her cold, wandering feet
Feathery brushing the scattered heart
Slowly sinking to the bottom of the world
Where good and bad can't be told apart
Slowly breathing in the fading ocean blue
Washing the words away in her shaken head
Praying that she never has to swim up again
And hear more of the stabbing words they said
the moon's beam CH.5~~moonbeam's P.O.V~~the moon's beam CH.51 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
i walked around. where was i? i couldn't see anything. wait, is that... light? it's light! i ran towards the light, when i noticed phoenix was gone.
"phoenix?" i mewed getting a bit scared. he was gone. i wondered around a bit, making myself as small as i could. i saw something even darker then my surroundings. it was a jet black... cloud? a flash of red light when straight through my vision. my markings glew light and then turned to dark. my eyes glowed lighter and lighter when the dark cloud took shape. it was a cat, larger then me. it's piercing red eyes scared me even more. it's dark shape moved into me. the dark when into me, disappearing in my markings.
"wha-" i didn't have enough time to think before i fainted.
~~1 hour later~~
i woke up in a different place. it was the lab? but it was different! it was destroyed!
"hehehe, you're very welcome my dear pe- no host" the dark thing said with a dark voice.
"what have you done?" i mewed still in shock.
"me? oh no
the moon's beam CH.4~~~~???? P.O.V~~~~the moon's beam CH.41 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"i am, the moon's soul. the protector of your life"
"what may i call you?" moonbeam mewed curious.
"you may call me, Phoenix"
using my talents, i broke her chains, one by one. moonbeam closed her eyes and layed her ears back while i did this, maybe to feel a bit more relaxed. gently, i picked her up in my claws, holding her while flying off.
i yelp and start panicking when Phoenix picked me up. but his ghostly white talents kept a relaxing safe grip on me, so i wouldn't fall. he flew towards the full moon. i settled down when i looked around. IT WAS SO PRETTY! then all of the sudden, we got covered in a white glow. the light blinded me. i had seemed to have fell asleep. when i woke, i had no idea where i was... i was surrounded by darkness...
the moon's beam CH.3the moon's beam CH.32 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was chained up and defeated. She knew that much. "why" She would weakly mew every night to my moon. One night, it started raining. She hated it but she couldn't either stop it or run to shelter. The rain kept on for two weeks.
I lie there. Broken like a twig. Unable to move. Still chained up. The night was now beginning and the rain had faded into the past. I stare at the full moon. The same moon that sealed my fate and life. Something formed infront of it. "what the?" i said weakly squinting now. "What the heck is it?" my inner self said. I looked at it more and it was flying with wings! It was also drawing closer to me. I struggled to stand, but managed.
"moon-life" My voice echoed to the little kittens ears. "i am friend" i said again. but only the more confused she became. "i am--"
Wat als je niks meer weet? - Deel 1Een verhaal in drie delen. Waarom drie? Literair verantwoord, schijnbaar.Wat als je niks meer weet? - Deel 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Een goede anderhalf jaar terug, op een woensdag in, ik dacht, november, wist ik helemaal niks meer. In mijn beleving werd ik vanuit het niets wakker op een tafeltje. Een tafeltje waaraan ik kennelijk een toets heb zitten maken, maar waar ik niks meer vanaf wist. Überhaupt wist ik niet echt veel zaken te benoemen. Sterker nog: ik kon nog praten en ademen, en dat was het ongeveer. Ik wist helemaal niks meer. Nul komma nul.
Wat als je helemaal niks meer weet? Denk daar nu eens goed over na.
Kan ik me voorstellen.
Stel je om te beginnen voor dat je de volgende zaken niet weet:
Waar je op dat moment bent.
In welk land dat is.
Welke taal je spreekt.
Wat je tien minuten terug nog vol overgave deed.
De namen van de personen die over je heen staan gebogen, terwijl ze je behandelen alsof ze je jaren kennen.
I Am CutHis eyes caught something, the smile suddenly draining from his faceI Am Cut2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Clasping her wrist he drug her reluctantly under the light
Anger shivered through his body as he took her into his embrace
"It's alright.." he whispered, "it's going to be alright..."
His gentle lips met her crimson scars
As she buried the remorse on her face into his chest
The tears in his eyes fell like shooting stars
As his fingertips caressed her thin mangled skin
Strawberry gashes laced her frail arm
Despair and weariness now darkened her expression
How much self-hate it takes to self-harm
Suffocating in an abyss of wretched depression
"Why didn't you tell me you hurt this bad?" he finally asked
She waited with bated breath as she gazed up into his mournful eyes
"I didn't want to take away your happiness" she said at last
"I can never put how I feel into words" she painfully sighed...
TryWhy do i still sit and worry about you? You don't even worry for yourself...Try10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is that why? Is it because I feel I have to?
I ask myself all the time. Wondering if you know the answers. But I doubt you do.
I dont know if anyone does. I thought you would do better if I tried to make you... But even when I ignore your idiocy you still dont do anything.
I dont understand it. Is it because you just want to be a pain? or is it for a valid reason?
You say you hate school... maybe you should just get a GED but...
You know you dont have the funds and if I know you... you wouldnt actually carry that out.
I wanted to graduate with you or at least close to but... it seems it wont happen. There is no hope for you is there?
Thats probably what you think... But even though its hard for me.
I know its harder for you. And ill keep trying for you. Ill keep believing you'll pull yourself out of this black hole you dug yourself into. But.
I can't do anything...
If you dont even try.
AloneYou don't really notice it do you?Alone1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You feel it only when you watch others interact...
Or when you cry yourself to sleep at night when you feel it start eating you away.
You begin to feel like nothing matters.
As if nobody cares.
You hold back the feeling and let nobody see it...
But I hope that people do see through my mask.
I hope maybe I will stop feeling this pain.
But as people get closer it seems to grow more.
You walk around, empty.
but you dont see it do you?
You look pretty but you think the opposite.
Who told you to stay away?
I want people to say that I'm nice.
I wish people would notice how beautiful I can be.
But all I feel...
The only thing I feel anymore...
My little poemsEngelMy little poems1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Eens had ik een barbiepop
Ik bond er vleugels aan
Een hoopte dat ze heel misschien
Voor engel door kon gaan
Het lied van de reiziger
Morgen zal ik gaan lopen
Over paden beslagen met goud
Net zolang tot ik iemand vind
Die mij voor altijd bij zich houdt
Gisteren schilderde ik een regenboog
Van pastelkleuren in de lucht
Ze lachte naar de wereld
Joeg wolken op de vlucht
Eens vroeg ik aan een muzikant
"Wat maakt geluid muziek?"
De muzikant zweeg een hele tijd
En wees toen naar zijn publiek
Eens vroeg ik aan het leven
Waarom ze de dood niet meed
Ze antwoordde toen simpelweg
"Zodat men mij niet vergeet"
Ik wil zachtjes geheimen fluisteren
In een goede vriend zijn oren
In een taal geschreven voor ons alleen
Die niemand anders kan horen
Ik ben een literair kunstenaar
Schilder de wereld met mijn woorden
En in rijm speel ik op bittere nachten
Op papier zoete akkoorden
Soms loop i
The end of the world"Did you cry?" I asked, "When the world ended?"The end of the world1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The young man next to me picked a rose
"We are dead." He softly whispered.
"Yes," I said, "We have died."
"This rose is dead." He slowly spoke
Moved his fingers over the thorns.
"This pain is fake, It's an illusion."
"Yes," I said, 'It's the last lie."
"Do they know you?" I asked again.
The man was silent, shook his head.
"The dead don't remember."
"They Do," I said, "But they stay silent."
"Walk with me." He took my hand
And we followed the lost road.
"The road is not here." He stated shortly.
"They are the remains of what once was here."
- I said
"What did you do?" He asked, at the end of the street
-"At the end of the world." I said nothing.
Laughed inaudibly, maybe shed a tear.
"I dreamed of tomorrow, and I cried."
And I screamed
"Please don't forget me."
For dead ears.
"The world has ended, we are dead."
The rose feathery hit the ground.
"No," I said, "We have never been."
He nodded and smiled. "Even better.'
[[ I want to ]]I want to hold you,[[ I want to ]]1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to kiss you,
to hug you.
I want to be with you,
keep you safe,
keep you happy.
I don't want to keep feeling this pain,
when you go again,
at the end of the day.
I don't want to cry over you,
to just wish,
just wish it could be different.
I want to see your face,
hear your voice,
feel your touch.
I don't want to be 90+ miles away,
away from you.
I'm in pain.
Everyday, is pain...
TS Festival contest entryIchigo P.O.V.TS Festival contest entry1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Well, it's been two years since Deep Blue was defeated. The Aliens stayed with us. Masaya was studying in England and we realized it would be difficult to take a long distance courtship. Then finish. With time, I could not believe what happened. Seems too good to be true. But, I can not take my eyes off the Kisshu. My vision is poor and I'm changing. I can not forget him . So, my dear, Kisshu is working on coffee and studying in the same school as me. But he is two classes ahead of me. He is now in high school. Every day we see. I have the feeling that I can touch the sky when I see him. I thank God every day to be alive and have him as love. Yes, like love. Kisshu is my boyfriend now. Believe. This alien shameless and provocative won me over. Oh my God, I am in love with an alien!
On a beautiful day in February, Kisshu tells me that he won a trip to the
Nymfa chapter oneChapter 1Nymfa chapter one1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was early in the morning. The first rays of sun cast a pinkish red light on the floating islands of Nymfa. Once, the islands were together and it was a fertile world. After many billions of years the world was torn apart by the creatures who lived there. A magical race with an imperturbable hunger for power. It was too much. The energy that they exuded was like the poison of a snake. It sickened the world slowly but surely. Together with Nymfa, the beings were destroyed by their own power. Everything was torn into small pieces, unable to ever again be complete. The few survivors used all the strength they had left to rebuild a part of their destroyed world, but there was only enough power to keep the islands together. The largest island was assigned to an immortal guard. A gigantic creature with all the strength and wisdom of the world. The Rainbow Serpent. Its scales shone in all colors of the rainbow, that's where its name came from. The Serpent guarde
Black star ------ Chapter 2Chapter 2Black star ------ Chapter 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ichigo stared at Kisshu, his eyes opening. Then she grabbed him, and kissed him. She let him go, and said, "I'll break up with him. I will."
The next morning...
"Morning, Mom. Morning, Dad." Ichigo said, smiling.
"What are you so happy about, Ichigo?" Sakura asked.
"Hi, Moe and Miwa!" Ichigo called, catching up to her two friends. She had decided to wait till lunch when she could get Aoyama alone.
"Oh, hi, Ichigo," Moe called back.
All of her classes passed by fast. Already it was lunch.
"Um...Aoyama-san, could I talk to you for a minute?"
Moe and Miwa looked at each other. She was calling him Aoyama-san instead of Aoyama-kun. Something was up.
They walked outside.
"The thing is, I'm breaking up with you." Ichigo said.
"Because I can." Ichigo was starting to get annoyed. "And quit calling me Ichigo."
"BECAUSE." Ichigo shouted. "Good-bye."
:.Lovely Blood.:A soft laugh echoed through the arena, and a smile brushed across careful red lips. Screams soon echoed once more, and a sharp laugh overpowered the will of the screams.:.Lovely Blood.:1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Spinning, forceful love captivated your soul.
You wouldn't escape! Oh, never again would I be left alone!
No. You draw away from the painful red lips, the gentle smile, the beautiful eyes.
Your mind was spinning down,
out of your control.
Soon, two laughs echoed the arena.
Together, forever! No matter what, we will kill all in our way!
Blood will stain our walkway, and miracles will bloom in our eyes!
Shone So Bright Moonlight, starlight, shone so brightShone So Bright1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Glimmering white glitter on a clear winter night
Warm vapor rose from my lips to kiss the stars
That marked the sky like skin laced with scars
Lost SoulI know someone whom is lost. He/she does not know it nor probably will never ever be found. However I am quite determinded to find his/her soul because I miss them dearly. I miss our chats, our small arguments, jokes and watching t.v together.Lost Soul2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One thing I miss the most was, "you have improved so much on your drawings"
I miss our heart to heart talks and I so badly want to show this person on how much Fallen Rage has developed and show my other ocs/ Realm Monsters. I also want to show Blue and the fact she was created to help me remember my baby budgie.
I remember you crying too when Blue Flash died.
I find you lost soul, with my ocs at my side, friends and family too.Your soul will be found and placed with your broken heart.
Missing you almost everyday.