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forbidden loveForbidden Loveforbidden love4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Cold as death she sits alone
A fallen angel still as stone.
People point and stop to stare
About her no one seems to care.
As years pass she stays the same
And taunting her became a game.
Then the blows and kicks rain down,
In their hatred she starts to drown.
Bruises spread like spilled ink
Still she doesn’t even blink.
Time has numbed her, dulled the pain
They wonder if she’s gone insane.
Suddenly time seems to freeze
She feels a warm, gentle breeze.
The people part to make way
None of them know what to say.
A young man with raven hair
Doesn’t seem to see them there.
He walks with a certain g
oubliettethe dark is more of a hand grenadeoubliette7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
than a lightning rod,
and my eyes are halfway shut,
but i'm almost certain that was a flicker
of l'appel du vide
and maybe that's not such a bad thing,
after all.
the antithesis of nubivagence
is just a step away,
and introspection makes the corners
that much darker,
but that's not the problem,
not really.
sciamachy in a puddle of ink;
my, how the circles widen.
Jolly Old Saint NIck After he had slashed open the millionth letter from some present grubbing child demanding a certain media fuelled toy, he snapped. The gears inside him must have given way because he seemed no different. He hoisted himself into the sled, and waded down every chimney just as always.Jolly Old Saint NIck2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But then he saw the child gazing up at him, and he asked "Have you been good?"
"Yes, Santa!"
"Lies," he drew out the huge inexhaustible bag of coals and let it drop on the child's head.
Suddenly he felt lighter. Nearly free. A smile stretched across his face.
Ho ho ho.
New Moon (Complete Story)Jaxina Botterbur was 1.2 trillion credits richer this week than last week, but she was neither ecstatic nor celebrating the prospect of a life of luxury. In fact, if she hadn't been standing in front of an unpleasant little man from the government, she would have been behind locked doors crying her eyes out.New Moon (Complete Story)11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Times are changing, miss." The unpleasant little man smiled disingenuously in an attempt to be less unpleasant. The effort backfired thoroughly. "The United Coalition has given you fair warning of its ruling—"
"Fair warning!" Jaxina's slender body shook as she restrained herself from choking the man with his own suit collar. "My f
'Son of Anubis' Intro'Son of Anubis' Intro7 years ago in Historical More Like This
Chapter One: A Glimpse of Things to Come
Seti woke with a start. He had heard a female screaming, and jumped up to find her. He lied back down when he realized the screaming had come from his nightmare. The voice was familiar, but he never saw the young girls face. All he could see was the Egyptian sun beating down on the sand as a girl fell to her knees and began screaming. It bothered him some nights, to see this poor girl in pain, and he knew nothing of what to do. Seti wished he could see her face.
He rolled over onto his back and looked above him at the ceiling. His accommodations now were much better than a year ago when he wa
MusicSubjective,Music5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love,
Hate,
And everything in-between.
Listening to music,
Is like therapy.
The lyrics speak,
We listen.
Class is in session.
As we listen,
We relate to the lyrics,
We fall in love with the songs.
This love will never let you down,
Music will always be there for you.
It will hold you late at night,
When you're crying your eyes out.
It will hold your hand,
When you're in love.
It will be your best friend,
When you are happy or sad.
Music,
It's everything.
Behind the MaskFor a while now,Behind the Mask5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's been a mask.
A mask to over my face,
So people wont see the real me.
Wont see how broken I am.
How broken my life is.
There was one day,
That I thought it was the right time to let go of my mask.
My security blanket.
I let myself feel.
I let myself care.
I let myself get hurt.
I've learned to much,
To be this stupid.
I guess old habits die hard.
Maybe one day I'll actually be happy,
And not wear my mask to cover it all up.
Poem: Surrender:AbsolutionSurrender:AbsolutionPoem: Surrender:Absolution5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Brother, I am finished.
I will fight no more forever.
I'm wearied so of war; of watching
Bright lives coldly severed
We turned our backs; I walked away
In anger from my brother.
But walking 'round the world just brought us
Back to face each other.
In you I see the opposite
Of everything in me.
Bound in that opposition,
We've never yet been free.
There's no hope of forgiveness
For all we've said and done.
But understanding might make space
For love where there was none.
So I come to you, my brother:
My Other Self, my Friend –
The mirrored image I must face
At every cycle's end –
I come to you
Me-ow.Me-ow.1 year ago in Settings More Like This
It was late. The lights were out and everything was quiet. Kotetsu had finally shut his mouth and fallen asleep beside me. My head was throbbing from the liquor he managed to convince me to get down my throat. It was bad enough that when I wasn't drunk I over thought everything but now that I was my mind was buzzing a million miles a minute.
I leaned back my hand grazing on his chest, my eyes shifting to his bandaged torso. Why would he do that for me? Why would he do that for anyone? People hated him, Stupid old man. I sighed a little leaning forward to put my head into my hands before taking off my glasses and set them beside my laptop ru
The SirenThere was a dead body on Sandie's back porch, and it was trying to get in.The Siren1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She wrung the coffee out of the front of her shirt, made damn sure that all of her doors and windows were locked, and called Mike.
"Mike."
"Yeah? Sandie? That you?"
"You don't know anything about this, do you?"
"About what?"
"The zombie."
"Come again?"
"Mike, there's a zombie on my back porch. It's leaving smears on the glass door. Is it yours?"
"I... Could you repeat that?"
"Zombie, Mike. It's a dead body in a puddle of nasty, and it's leaving more nasty on my door. God, I can even smell it. This is one thorough job, man."
She edged away from the door, keep
i am an artist.I may not have the best skills,i am an artist.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I may not be the most well known,
I may not have the most expensive materials
but —
I am an artist.
Something we Created8 months ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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You've been on my mind...Quite frankly, you're heavy. Get off.You've been on my mind...6 years ago in General More Like This
ActingActingActing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is breath?
A sigh
A roar
Does it romance?
Does it enhance?
What is posture?
A stance
A dance
Does it lie?
Does it adore?
It is an act
A truth
A behavior
What is your circumstance?
Tool 46+2 TheoryTool 46+2 Theory8 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Before I try to explain what I think the song means, it is necessary for you to know several metaphysical concepts. I got almost all of this information on this page from a book the band recommended on their 1994 newsletter called Nothing in This Books is True, but It's Exactly How Things Are by Bob Frissell. You can get more info in the Books section of this web site. The fine piece of literature explains that human beings are entering the next dimension or "Christ Consciousness" in which they will have 46 and 2 chromosomes. (Currently, we have 44 and 2.) This is the third level of five of consciousness according to Frissell. The fourth and
An Ancient Greek PoemZeus is the king of the gods and goddessesAn Ancient Greek Poem6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
No one is mightier than he
He has power over all of mankind
Zeus is the most important as you can see
Lightning bolts are his weapons
And he controls the weather
Hey, did you know that
Zeus and Hera are together?
Hera is the queen of all
And the marriage protector
She took care of the women and children
While she sipped on Nector
Zeus was the youngest of his siblings
But he was still the leader
His other siblings are
Hestia, Hera, Hades, Poseidon, and Demeter
Hades became the god of the under world
Because he loved the rich minerals in the Earth
He was also god of wealth
So he obvi
The SessionHis eyes flitted through the room, taking in every vague little detail. It was the type of room you'd find in a cheesy television show. It was filled with frilly little things, frozen statues, and slightly flowered walls. Distinctly feminine. The desperately calm man in the chair cleared his throat. His voice was barely a whisper above the thundering silence of the room,The Session6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'll be your therapist." Therapist said.
"I'll be your patient." Patient replied, a snide grin plastered across his face. Therapist, clearly choosing to ignore the mocking in Patient's reply, continued,
"Do you know why you're here?"
"I'm here because the court told me t
Incantations and Deductions Chapter TenChapter TenIncantations and Deductions Chapter Ten1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Panic moves like a lapping wave over the occupants of the Great Hall. Tension starts with one or two individuals, quickly spreading through the crowds as the band stops playing and an eerie, almost silent hysteria settles over the masses. Fear is amply communicated through wide eyed stares and startled expressions: at first everyone is too stunned to speak. But not for long. Amongst teenagers, who have the added pleasures of souped up hormones and peer pressure, the rumour and speculation spread like wildfire over barren shrub plains. Girls clutch each other in protective hugs, boys try not to look too terrified.
No one really s
Afraid of you How can you make some be afraid of you? Someone once asked. As far as how Kai looked, he did not possess any physical greatness to pose any threat. He could be easily snapped in two, or whirled over someone’s shoulder without much effort.Afraid of you5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Yes I can,” he answered quietly, “if anybody wishes.” His language deficiency only supports mockery around him, but he is already aware of what challenge they have put upon themselves.
“Her, her!” the boys said, as they pushed a girl toward him. She looked at him fiercely, staring with heavy makeup that emphasized her eyes, as if she triple
Carnevale2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Introductions"Hi, I'm-"Introductions2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I know who you are."
"You do?"
"You're the guy who thinks he's invisible."
"I have a name-"
"It isn't important. Because you really don't think it's important."
"All right. Since we've started out this way, let me just tell you, I know you too."
"Yeah?"
"You're the girl who is broken."
"I am not broken."
"You're the girl whose eyes close every night and open the next morning, only to find you have never slept at all."
"I sleep well. Besides-"
"You're the girl who dreams of a happy ending even though she has seen seventeen...no, eighteen unhappy ones in her eighteen years."
"Happy endings are over rated. And you're-"
Love itI feel your hands in my hair.Love it6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I feel your breath on my neck.
I feel your body pressed so close to mine.
I feel your lips on my throat.
I feel your hands move to my back and your lips work their way up to mine.
I feel you and I love it.
I hear you say you love me.
I hear you whisper my name.
I hear you tell me I'm the only one for you.
I hear your breath in my ear.
I hear your soft snores as I fall asleep.
I hear you and I love it.
I see you as I run into your arms.
I see your face break through my world of darkness.
I see you fight away my fears.
I see you wipe away my tears.
I see you're in love with me.
I see you and I love
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