The Ice AngelThe Ice Angel3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An Angel on this Field of Ice,
I hesitantly step on this,
Field of Ice.
This surface of ice,
It is but the most slippery,
Field of ice.
I try moving slowly,
On this surface of ice,
But my Crooked skates,
Knock me off balance.
As I start to fall,
For the very first time,
I accept help,
And In no time,
A hand catches me within the fall,
She catches me from my misery,
And helps me escape the pain,
Field Of Ice.
With the sweetest voice,
Asks me,"Are you OK?",
Even though I seem afraid,
I nod aimlessly,
While I reach for her fragile hand,
I grab her hand firmly,
With the the grip even death itself,
Knows to be too tight.
This grip is,
And Almost unbearable.
Even though it is so hard,
For her to bear,
She continues to hold my hand,
Helping me inch forward on this slippery,
Field of Ice,
At first we move slowly,
But our speed gradually increases,
She lets go,
Telling me, "I will be back"
I watch her c
Here, I will beHere, I will be3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I will be,
Waiting for you,
When the time will come,
When our hearts finally meet.
In the past,
My heart had been broken,
Broken so many times,
That the pieces of glass, Were so small,
They couldn't be pieced together.
You did something that was
You gave me a new heart,
A heart without any bruises,
A heart without any bends,
You gave me a heart,
That is so brave,
It glows bright,
So bright, That I am no longer afraid,
Afraid of my fears from the past.
In the past,
I would have never thought that such a thing,
Would be possible,
But that is love,
Love is something that amazes us,
Its powers are so unparalleled,
That we can't even begin to understand,
What lies behind the word, Love.
It is so powerful it gives us something that escapes us, Bravery.
Here I will be,
Waiting for you,
Hoping to find the answer,
To what Love truly is.
The person I will love,
Look at me,
Our appearance may be different,
Our levels of Bravery are differ
The Road Of YesterdayThe Road Of Yesterday3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Road Of Yesterday
These closed eyes have wept
Over the pain I've kept
Accepting I'll always be far from perfect
I'm tired- just too tired
A moment of peace is all I desire
Too long have I tried; too long have I endured
I just want to collapse
And let these be my last footsteps
Allow me to go where all tears are sent
I've always been out of breath
But I still continued to tread
And I feared to look in the eyes of death
I'm sore- just so sore
A final sunset is what I selfishly yearn
Too long have I searched; too long have I resided within the eye of the storm
I refuse to ultimately break
I don't want to believe in the flaws of my faith
I won't be swallowed by this void that I have made
As I reach the end of my despair
I realized that life's fractures can be repaired
And when I shed that last tear I let go of my fear
End RemembranceEnd Remembrance3 years ago in Historical More Like This
Remembrance Day originates at the end of World War I. The idea is to honor those who died in the line of duty, defending their country from enemies. For all its pompous words and fancy granite memorials littered with colorful flower bouquets, Remembrance Day and others like it have failed miserably in achieving this goal.
I've often been criticized as having no respect, and that can be an impediment when discussing certain topics. However, I am often in luck – hypocrisy deserves no respect. What changed as a result of the enormous sacrifice of those who died in WW1? As the first bombs of WW2 fell just two decades later, millions once again obediently lined up under various pieces of colored cloths to slaughter and be slaughtered. It became obvious that absolutely nothing had changed, and that the millions of WW1 had died in vain.
Most would agree that all that lip service paid to the sacrifice between the two world wars wasn't good enough. To truly honor their sacrifice would be
TerritoryTerritory4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Author's Note: This idea came to me at random mostly because I realized that I haven't written a fic for this pairing within this range! I felt like it would be fun so I'm taking a swing at it. Characters are in their late teens so expect just a bit more maturity from them Read and review please!
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater orrrr the characters!
Maka Albarn had to hold back the smugness that had taken over her as she stood at the bus station along with many of her classmates waiting for the return of their other halves. She couldn't wait to rub her latest discovery in Liz Thompson's face, especially since the Demon gun had accused her of being naïve and oblivious. But no, while Soul was away on his weapons' trip with all the other 3 star weapons and death weapons, she was found herself in the company of other meisters for entertainment, one of them being Black Star. To anyone looking in, the
Alphabet RomanceAlphabet Romance4 years ago in Romance More Like This
L is for Laughter:
It was all quiet at Black*Star and Tsubaki's place. Which is weird since the big-mouthed "assassin" usually had something to say. He had his reason today. Ever since he came back from his jog, Tsubaki was content and barely smiled. He was growing worried and had a thought about beating the loser who hurt his dear friend, but another thought came that it might be him. So this leaves him staring at the dreary girl. 'Man she looks so pale.' "Hey Tsubaki are you feeling ok?" There was no response until after five seconds "no I'm alright. Its nothing really." She grabbed her plate, which still had some food, placed it in the sink and went to the room they shared. 'Something is up and I know just who to ask' he thought evilly. He headed for the phone but forgot that they moved the couch, so the idiot ended up doing a front flip landing right on his ass."Dang Couch trying to steal my spotlight huh?" he stuck his tongue at it and then grabbed the phone dialing Liz's num
TimeTime3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is nothing more devastating
Than losing a loved one
Knowing that you will never
Hear their voice again
Or feel their touch, or see them smile
It's heart breaking
Time is a powerful thing
One that is forever
Time takes everything
And makes it it's own
They say that time
Heals all wounds
Time only created more scars
As the ones that it caused before
Begin to heal
To lose a loved one
Is a tragedy all in its own
But don't be sad
You will see them again
Because while time takes everything it can
Will take you too.
Time takes everything
And eventually it even takes you.
A Light In The FogA Light In The Fog3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Light In The Fog
The long nights were dark and the short days seemed darker
The sun tries to rise but even the moon's glow is brighter
I'm just searching for something to give me a sense of hope
Even though I'm another typical fool who should just learn to let go
Eyes grow dim as time goes on
It's a sin to be this strong
I'm going through life and only seeing blurry faces
It's too harsh when all forms of trust are blind
I've walked this world and noticed nothing really changes
Every step seems futile and every dream is a sleeping lie
All souls cannot be shrouded
All hope cannot be abandoned
I needed a reason / To keep me breathing
So please pay heed to the pleas / I don't want the dim lights to leave
And then I caught a glance of you and instantly knew
That I gave up too easily, thinking you wouldn'
Grains of Red Sand pt1Grains of Red Sand pt14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"This inexplicable torture had not only torn my body to shreds, but my mind as well. I felt no part of my former self in what I had become, after all the pain had quelled."
Grains of Red Sand
Sand; I felt its grit in my mouth, crunching as I clamped my jaw shut. I felt it packed between the glossy shell and the pink under tissue of my fingernails. It was speckling my black hair, like beige dandruff.
I was laying in it, though I can't seem to recall why. The sky was dark, and I could hear the lapping of waves upon rocks. I was near the ocean. I flipped over onto my back and dragged my arms through the sand, making an angel. It felt nice; the billions of tiny grains brushing against my skin simultaneously.
Everything was still; the placid waters created a rhythmic white noise, lulling me to a state of sleep. I was completely at ease, completely oblivious to the concerns that should have been gnawing at my mind; such as how I had come to be here and where exactly here was.
The WandererMy world dissolves into autumn,The Wanderer3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the shade and the fire draped about my throat
like so many jewels.
I met the mist as an old lover,
let the dew paint my lips
with the scent of harvest.
In a white memory, you are still walking away,
down that same road.
Your hair was shining like the fall.
Your shape in the fog beckons;
ghost or vision, I care not.
I lose myself.
Oh Dear OneOh dear oneOh Dear One3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Let me sleep
For I'm tired
It's becoming too much
Oh dear one
Let me dream
Of a better world
One where we are free
Oh dear one
Please know this
I love you so
But let me wonder alone
Oh dear one
I thought this easy
But after my life
The habits die hard
Oh dear one
Please know I've tried
This just isn't me
I need some time
Oh dear one
You're the world to me
But this world's chaos
I need to escape
Oh dear one
Please don't weep
This'll be over soon
Oh rose de chairOh rose de chair3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Oh toi rose de chair qu'on assassine!
Oh rose tendre en pétales de chair
À frémir sous cette pluie à te plaire!
Oh rose adolescence à se complaire
En cette évanescence de l'étale!
Oh rose en déchirure des pétales
À gémir de tant d'ennuie dans le jour!
Oh rose adoré depuis ces toujours
Dessous la rosée qui perle et qui pleure!
Oh rose en ces flétrissures qui te meurent
À dormir sans plus de bruit qu'une fée!
Oh rose, dans la vent, ébouriffée,
Ne vois-tu pas ce temps qui t'assassine?
EphemeralEphemeral3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
The moment blossoms.
As rapidly it will fade,
its petals decayed.
The moment always returns
with the ever turning wheel.
I Love You."Have you ever been in love?"I Love You.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What is it like?"
"Magical. The best feeling of my life."
"What does it feel like to be in love?"
"Let's see Being in love is like the beautiful rainbow after a storm. It's the butterflies in your stomach and the tremble in your fingertips. It's the pink on your cheeks caused by something other than a cool breeze and the inability to do anything but smile. It's the fact that every day seems brighter and giving up hope doesn't even cross your mind."
"Yeah, love is an amazing feeling."
"You must love someone quite a lot."
"I do. But why do you suddenly want to know so much about love?"
"Well, I thought I was in love. But now I'm sure I am."
"Who's the lucky person?"
"I shouldn't say."
"I'll tell you who I love if you tell me who you love."
"At the same time?"
"One, two, three "
A Silver Tongue and a Heart of Gold (Lokixreader)Chapter 11: Some Truth is RevealedA Silver Tongue and a Heart of Gold (Lokixreader)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Back at Stark tower in New York, the team had been working for days now trying to locate (y/n) and Loki. SHIELD had even gotten involved once they heard it was Loki related. To make matters worse, the person who was kidnapped is a very well known author. Just as popular as Nicholas Sparks! How do they keep the public from knowing such a kind hearted author, adorded by many, was kidnapped by a powerful enemy not even from Earth? These thoughts were driving everyone mad, and Fury was becoming more annoyed. The added fact that she has incredible power of her own that Loki can manipulate to his advantage is making this worse. Now Fury, and the Avengers have to be ready every second of the day for an attack, keeping everyone's guard up.
Inside Tony's lab in Stark tower, he and Bruce have been trying to track Loki's magic, while Natasha and Clint have been searching through the computers like the men in the helicarrier to locate them. However,
The Doctor As A ConstructThe Doctor As A ConstructThe Doctor As A Construct4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Amelia. Can you hear me? No, of course you can't, you're not even real. Not anymore. Silly Doctor. Silly mad man with his silly blue box. Amelia Pond, the little girl all alone in the empty house, waiting with her apple, for a silly old man. I never wanted you to grow up, not really. How could I tell you that? Would've been a bit weird really...and rude. Not that that would have stopped me. Hasn't stopped me before. Did I ever tell you about my last face? I said I was rude then. If I could have known me now. Rude, rude Doctor. I'm much more rude now. And I have a fez. Oh, don't tell River. She thinks she's got rid of them all. She didn't think to check the rocking horse in the conservatory.
Where was I? Amelia. I feel like it's my fault you grew up, but how could I have stolen a child? I'm too dangerous for grown-ups let alone little Amelia Pond. I think I would have done it. I think the TARDIS... I think she stopped me. She knew I'd be so stupid, that
Tom Hiddleston X Reader: Trip to England (Part 1)Tom Hiddleston X Reader: Trip to England (Part 1)8 months ago in Romance More Like This
Tom Hiddleston X Reader: Trip to England (Part 1)
You were just another fangirl who loved everything Loki and Tom Hiddleston. You even had a blog showcasing pictures, videos and gifs of Tom Hiddleston as well as him playing the role of Loki. You had saved all your money up from babysitting, birthday money and money from other jobs, you finally had enough to go to London, England. You had always dreamed of going to England, you always wanted to travel there then soon travel the world.
You had just arrived in London a few hours ago, you were certainly one who loved tea so you decided to walk into a local café, the café was rather empty but it was the early morning. You walked up to the cashier and gave her a soft smile.
“Ello there! How can I help you?” She asked, her thick British accent coming through, “Are special today is Earl Grey?” She said.
“I’ll have that then…” You
This Heavy Love of MineI'm heavy on your shouldersThis Heavy Love of Mine3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm a weight in your arms
I'm a concrete foundation
I'm an iron charm
I've been battered and bruised
And haunted by my past
The memories, they're taunting me
Oh trust me, they're vast
I can't begin to tell you
But trust me, I've tried
I had the words ready
But yet again, I lied
I promised you honesty
To never lie to you
But really, what's wrong?
I haven't got a clue
I'm a mass of confusion
I'm a muddled mess
But believe me when I say
That I can't love you any less
These emotions are suffocating
All bottled up inside
And let me tell you now
You're in for a bumpy ride
This roller-coaster inside
Is starting to rust and break
It's leaving a hole in me
And oh, how it aches
And when I say I love you
Yes, trust me, I do mean it
But it's never been a blessing
Dooming all those who hear it
Tom Hiddleston X Reader: Trip to England (Part 2)Tom Hiddleston X Reader: Trip to England (Part 2)8 months ago in Romance More Like This
Tom Hiddleston X Reader: Trip to England (Part 2)
A few weeks had passed
You and Tom had been hanging out quite often for the past few weeks, he even considered you and him to be ’good friends’. You sat in your hotel room reading a book, you heard your phone vibrate, you put your book down and picked up your phone.
Apparently you had a text from Tom; you looked at the text message and smiled.
Would you like to go out for dinner maybe? My treat? There’s a wonderful restaurant I know, they have lovely food, I’m sure you’d like it darling.
Sure, I’d love to Thomas, you replied back with a smiley emoticon, you got up and got dressed fixing your hair.
Moments later you got a text from him saying he was downstairs and outside the hotel in his car waiting for you.
You rushed out of the hotel and saw Tom leaning against his Mini Cooper.
Tom opened the passenger seat door for you and smiled, “Ready to go?”
Anomalous Objects Catalogue chapter 1Anomalous Objects Catalogue chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I hear Pripyat is pleasant this time of year."
Sniper stood watch, just outside the old travel agency building. Aside from somehow withstanding the rest of the block collapsing around it, the shop was impressive for having reasonably preserved brochures. Captain and Pilot would often amuse themselves by planning trips to countries that no longer existed, and Engineer would gather what they discarded for kindling. Whenever Sniper grew sufficiently bored, he'd call out with something he thought was witty.
It was a bit like that, being on watch; you'd either say something funny and die knowing your sense of humour was too good for this world, or you'd say nothing and die without validating your ego.
"Actually," Engineer spoke up from the Visit Asia section, a finger tracing over dusty advertisements as he moved along the aisle, "One of the last GOOD directorate broadcasts sent out was a list of anomalies brought on by the apocalypse, and apparently Chernobyl became the least radiated pla
Breakfast in Bedshe awoke earlyBreakfast in Bed4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and sent him out
for bread and milk
and the morning glory
of larks just opening their eyes
on the evening star's retreat.
the bed would stay unmade
let the cat forage
for sunshine under the pillows
and curl up
on the windowsill
with its tail till noon.
we'll sip earl grey tea
and discover just how sweetly