The Morning GardenThe Morning GardenThe Morning Garden3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sun rose against the darkness of night ; greeting a new day
Birds sang their morning song, high in the air
Along with angels to sound pleasant
A sonata began to play
The sun placed his banner upon the skies ; welcoming a new moment
Darkness was being replaced by the morning light
Although she wanted to witness the beauty of dawn
Which is gone since the yearful night ; and then returned to start over again
Finally the sun reigned upon his zenith ; the sun shone brightly
Yet he discovered a new oak tree by his sight ; it grows
Above the the hill to the edge of the skies
Higher and higher it gets ; and sweeter the fruit it bears
Cause I'm Drunk And I Miss YouDu 'Cause I´m Drunk And I Miss YouCause I'm Drunk And I Miss You3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Gilbert staggered forward on the street, just enough drunk to not be walking steadily but conscious enough to not fall and be able to at least walk. He tried to take in the environment, where the hell was he about to go? He couldn´t just storm into West's house. The blonde German had specially told him not to enter his house today, since Feliciano would come over and Gilbert had a pretty fine guess of what sort of things would happen at West's house tonight.
So, anyway, West's place was big no no.
But rather than Ludwig's house, he wanted to go to Roderich's place. But that was even bigger no no.
'Cause the Austrian had kicked him out, and it was because of that Gilbert now was staggering through the streets after a night of intense drinking.
And his head was to foggy of the alcohol he couldn´t come up with another place to go than these two. And he wasn´t welcome in either of them.
But what the hell. He was a
RunawayRunaway3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sunlight and shadows
wink and wave
as you loosen your
grip upon her hand,
fingers slipping to tips
to a memory
to an ever increasing
thin sliver of air;
cool air and space
without a kiss goodbye
or backwards glance,
amid the cool golden wood
a place where
low in the sky,
spu t t er
glistening graceful raindrops
beyond the heavy veil.
from crimson and orange reflections,
onto the multicolored carpet below.
nature cries her tears upon
summers lush verdant
of weeks gone by.
away she goes,
lost to the forest
feet balanced upon
TreesTrees3 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
DriftwoodDriftwood3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
around the dawn
as if begging
for a favor,
so smooth and sharp
worn bare by August -
a mermaid's rib
rubs salt from sand,
the battering lilt of seagulls
against the summer sun.
Una Navidad con Naruto. Capitulo 1Una Navidad con Naruto. Capitulo 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Una navidad con Naruto.
Jamás pensé que desde que lo conocí me haría su amiga, una de sus mejores amigas, aunque quisiera que fuera más que eso. A veces pienso que quizás no sea la persona que él está esperando, pero al menos lo intentaré, pero el problema es ése. Nunca tuve la demasiada confianza en mi misma para darle la cara a mis sentimientos hacia él, y mucho menos para que lo supiera, soy muy tímida y una tonta que no sabe aprovecharlo.
El día en que lo conocí lo recuerdo como si hubiera sido ayer, la lluvia caía intensamente como si una terrible guerra se desatara desde el cielo, y aunque eso era cierto yo era la que peor la estaba pasando. El diluvio había inundado todas las calles de tierra y era casi imposible pasar entre ellas, si pisaba algo mal o algo por el estilo era más que seguro que me caería me embarraría y mi ropa se ensuciaría, deb
A Songfic Request - JohnlockBarbie GirlA Songfic Request - Johnlock3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm a barbie girl. In a barbie world!"
"Life in plastic, it's fantastic!"
"You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere!"
"Imagination, life is your creation!"
"Come on Barbie, let's go party!"
"John please stop that nonsense."
"But Sherly, it's the best song EVER!!!"
"John, you're drunk."
"No I'm not, even ask the pink elephant over there."
"You're drunk. Look you just threw up. Are you alright?"
"There's too much blood in my alcohol system."
"I can see that John. Come on let's get you to bed."
"Mine all yours baby."
"Our bed John."
"Oh yeah. Oh, hey Sherlock."
"What is it John?"
"I put the STD in STUD, all I need is U."
"You're never drinking this much again John. Here we go. There, you're nice and snug in bed."
"Sherly, can I just say something?"
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Wait for my miracleWait for my miracle3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Daddy please hear this song, soft and sweet
In your head you can hear the screams
Of your memories, longing for those young days
wrapped in days of twilight long and raised
How you laughed when I told you I could see
all my secret songs that I kept so tight in my heart
and sung at night as loud as I could
settled down into the sea to swim once again
And in my dreams, my brother stands with me, holding hands
in a struggle to find my peace deep inside, sounding deep
And in my dreams your alive and your crying
as your arms, move in mine, soft and real
flowers rest on your arms, and how I love you
rest for your life, I'll always take care
Brother see, I wish we were one and the same
and I could leave without feeling ashamed
I watched as your eyes raised to the sky
and I looked away, wishing I could have you resting on my cheek
Cause I know my head is making this fake between us
And as we rest, in god's only spectacle
God is some just holy spectacle
And as we rest, in god's only spectac
Your Love ..Your Love ..3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
.. حتى في اشد حالات احتياجي لك
.. سأظل اقاوم حبك
.. تلك الشجره .. قوية الجذور
.. التي زرعتها في قلبي بحبك الذي .. كان .. نابضا
.. كنت ارويها كل يومٍ .. من اعذب مياه الحب
.. ولكنني الان .. أسق
To My MotherTo My Mother3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Broken reflection of her, my lovely lady, is impeccable. Her beauty surpasses that of any I've ever seen. The prettiest rose weeps at the competition, and she outshines the brightest star, dulling it to a pitiful state...yet looking closer shows a diamond in the rough...she comes from a harder time, a tougher life where the tears she cried flow as a river of melancholy to her modern day self. Memories with sharp little teeth...
She's leaving me for another life of green and little coffee shops filling the corners of her emptiness. I can barely write a symphony of words to express the agony...the ache my heart is forced into when I think of her being so far away...yet there are not enough words I can think of to explain how much I'll miss her....So here I lay....sadness demanding my attention and silence commanding my lips.
(m/m) Perfection CH 1The cries were loud, loud enough to fill the small room when the boy wailed particularly hard. It was a horrific sound, cat-like, a cry that came from pure, raw, physical pain. However considering the exercise which was at hand, a through sawing of flesh, cartilage and bone, the cries were not nearly as fervent as they might have been. The primitive cocktail of anaesthesias had taken some effect.(m/m) Perfection CH 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There was little that could have been done to completely dull feeling in the boy, especially as the desperation with which the operation had been embarked upon had left little time for preparation. Adelaide had only been able to gather together what she could from within her home. It was fortunate, therefore, that she had possessed the presence of mind to stock necessities such as alcohol & laudanum.
She had needed to hold the boy down while she forced it down his throat though. He struggled and fought all the while, wriggling pathetically beneath her grasp. That was when the screaming had rea
Valentine's DayValentine's Day3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
On this day is love so grand?
How does this change from before?
Now it seems like a simple brand,
but love is love and not a law.
It comes and goes like little black swallows,
you can choose with the heart and mind;
than just the face in which you might follow
a path that's blind and entwined.
Oh the lost and alone do not weep,
the stars can only start to spring and sprout
as the coils of clockwork are truly deep
it can be hard to find and come about.
Time is time do not rush,
one day I am sure you will find that crush.
Sweet Revenge 2Sweet Revenge 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Link woke up in a dark room, it was cold here, he didn't know where he was or how he got here. All he remember was he was finding Ghirahim and now he was here? Did the Bokoblin take him off like last time; he moved and he felt his stuff gone once again and he huffed as he got up to his feet and looked around in total darkness. Link walked around arms out and felt air around him and he found a hard surface and sighed softly. "Okay found a wall." He told him and moved along but soon he didn't feel the wall anymore it was air again and he paused; he went back and felt the hard surface again and he frowned his brow in curiosity about what this was. It was taller than Link he knew that and he put hands on the either side of the object and started to feel up and down it and he felt clothes and he froze. He dropped his hands quickly and backed away slowly. "Who is there?" Link asked and he heard a chuckle come from the person.
Link tensed and he suddenly saw a flash of orange and yellow diamo
The Spirit of the MuseBlack as the blood of nightThe Spirit of the Muse5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the white glow of moon eyes
Fire dancing on the lips
the caress, a wind-swept kiss
In the poet's teardrops
where time starts and the heart stops
A walk among the stars
where the soul's freed from its bars
Born before humankind
of phoenix breath, sunrise
Ancient, ageless, no name
of gods' flesh, Love's mould the same
A mirror's reflection
save through the poet's hand...
in words she can't understand
Wrought from pain, forged with will
so quiet, the mind still
The poet hears her muse,
her tears are falling for you
Drip, Drop, DripDrip, drop, drip.Drip, Drop, Drip3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That sounds so close
Yet so far away.
Muffled but clear.
Drip, drop, drip.
Becoming clearer now;
What is causing that sound?
Drip, drop, drip.
A smell like rust is thick in the air
And the noise is painfully clear,
Pounding against my ears.
Drip, drop, drip.
Blood! It is blood,
Dripping from my fingertips
With a haunting beauty.
A dead body at my feet.
A cold knife in my hand.
What have I done?
Fire's PassionTwirling in a dance,Fire's Passion3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You hold me in a trance,
Moved by my breath,
Without curling into death.
You catch on my lips,
Twisting about your hips,
Holding me still,
As I bend to your will.
Your eyes are as fire,
Holding close my desire,
The places you touch, ashen,
Rising and rising my passion.
The Tiger by NightI once beheld an infant beastThe Tiger by Night5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Of vibrant stripes who licked with teeth
And as it grew it whirled a dance
Enchanting shapes of light and darks
A tiger playing by the sparks
With hiss at first then ferile roar
Hungry always, feeding more
It swelled and rose until it loomed
Orange, yellows, deepest black,
As charring wood was all consumed,
Then one by one the stars came back.
RunawayShe's dancing across hemispheres withRunaway3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
red hair writhing in a cosmic halo,
wearing a dress as blue as the
Tip-toeing past terrible, sleeping dragons
as old as time itself, she smiles
and leaves her old world
A symphony of stars sings her way forward
into the undefinable unknown, whilst
she drinks moon-juice and
one day soon, the galaxy will swallow
her up, and she will have never
even existed at
(Don't blink, or you'll lose her.)
Belial's Lullabyhush little childBelial's Lullaby4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
don't make a sound
for if you do
we shall be found
despite what you think
we aren't alone
and the blood on our faces
isn't our own
hush little child
stop your tears
for our demon is close
and can smell our fear
he'll whisper this song
of death in your ear
you cannot see him
so listen closely dear
you'll be left dangling
from the ceiling in mid-air
choking from a noose
made of your own hair
your lips will be sliced
and bleed for a while
then your legs broken
for a Chelsea smile
hush little child
we're losing the race
time is not our friend
in this place
now run away child
for i have been caught
hide somewhere else
before you're left here to rot
Alone?Someone please,Alone?4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Look this way
See the girl
Who wants to play
Masked by darkness,
Scars and tears concealed
Crouched in a corner,
Hoping her secret fears are not soon revealed
She thought she was past this,
These demons long defeated
Shadows rise up within her
Taking her happiness once more like a common thief
The girl who began to
Odessai.Odessa2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like this, you come to
me; moonlight on water,
a desert mirage, only
In dawn, you are
aglow: the sun becomes
a wisp of dream, like
Solitude isAbsence is not darkness,Solitude is4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
only the channels between
islands of light lining streets,
a golden figure seen
from breathy steps.
Solitude is a seven-starred cape,
black pavements pass like minutes
The alleys of isolation stretch
and gape, with well-lit limits.