Woes of The HeartWeaving words into the nights heartWoes of The Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Meticulously plotting each step taken
Desperately fingers intertwined
Mistakes of the heart unravel the mind
Now conjured emotions become translucent
Caught in the reflection of Casanova's eyes
The maiden weeps beneath the stars
Relinquishing her worries of time
A cold shiver dances up her spine
THE CREED OF THE USMCTHIS IS MY RIFLE.THE CREED OF THE USMC4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
There are many like it, but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. My rifle, without me is useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will...
My rifle and myself know that counts in war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit...
My rifle is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weakness, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights, and its barrel. I will never guard it against the ravages of weather and damage. I will keep my rifle clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part each other. We will...
Before God I swear this creed, My rifle and myself are the defenders of my country. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life
Beseeching ReposeOh! Chaotic splendor, stop toying with my mindBeseeching Repose4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sleep will not come, and I cannot unwind
I'm restless and diaphanous in this realm
Caught between space and time, overwhelm
Now clutched by the hands of daylight walking
On this Earth by nights eyes been stalking
Sunrise and sunset, sunrise and sunset
Visions of ghosts and lucid beings beget
I'm far from lively and further from rest
It's sleep I chase, I've now confessed
Cast and burning I'm desperately astray
Suspend my consciousness in dreams fly away
I beseech you Nyx, enchant me with your charm
Into the night I'll go, effortlessly and without harm
Mystic TearsTime is abhorrent to realityMystic Tears3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Mixed up in some chaotic fatality
Far to brazen to satisfy
Caught in thoughts they mystify
Loss of youth striken pages
Smote by twilight mages
Worldly bound in chains and ties
Hearing the small children's cries
Now hopeless they wander
Their lives left to the gods to ponder
Fate smiles in a twisted way
Long forgotten by this day
I hope my last word....What happens to last words?I hope my last word....3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Are they washed away,
By the tears of those left behind?
Destined never to be heard?
Do they become the first
Words of a child,
Or a novel, yet to be written?
Do they taunt actors minds as they try to rehearse?
Are they blown by the destructive wind?
Do they rise with a true writer's soul?
Do they get dragged down to hell,
By politicians who have sinned?
I hope my final word
Given life as the final pill slips down my throat
Or the final drop of blood hits the floor
Is not only heard
But turns into a block of ice
Each letter, never melts
Formed from the frozen tears
I never gave myself time to cry
I hope they crystallize
Turn into diamonds as they leave my mouth
As beautiful as the words i never got to say to you
And i hope you realize:
I hope you put each sparkling letter in your pocket
Put them on your mantelpiece,
Make them a bracelet,
Or put them around your neck in a locket
So that whenever you feel half-formed grief
For your half-forgotten gi
Human...Human...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This world is so pure, so beautiful and flawless. Everything has its place, purpose and meaning. Everything is interconnected and all life somehow fits. The trees around me, bending their branches in the wind; their song perfectly fitting for this warm, late summer evening. The crickets joined in the lullaby with perfect ease, with no effort or even thought behind it. It just fits.
The wind itself moves and shifts, slows down or stops completely with perfect timing. Birds fly over my head with fluid motions, mimicking the invisible waves of the wind. The very last rays of light of this day bounce and reflect of everything, as if kissing the world and everyone in it goodnight. Clouds, like gentle giants of the sky, move gracefully towards the North, following some unknown path; playing their part. A lake in front of me glimmers, sharing the sunlight, multiplying it in all directions.
Everything here has its place.
Everything here is perfect, except me, with my thoughts, wishes, expectat
Surreal WorldSurreal World3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the world around you feels so surreal
And you can't tell what's fake or for real
So you work your way through, trying to discover
And your memory's lost, so you're trying to recover
Feeling as if all the pages have flown
And wishing if only the world was clear and you'd known
But your brain is filled with plain morning dew
And is leaving you empty as the chilled wind blew
FearFearFear7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
As tears start to form in a young girl's eyes, she prepares herself for the confrontation of the conflict present within herself. As she briefly reviews her recent lifestyle, fear and shame overwhelm her, invading her spirit, collapsing her inner self-security. With every tear that drops from her chin are fragments of her courage and particles of ambition.
By neglecting to handle her day-to-day situation with the "acquired from experience" debate and reasoning, she has made herself vulnerable to emotional (and possibly physical) decay. In result, such demolition has already begun. She's fortunate that no irreversible catastrophes have amounted. Although she's realized the detour her life has partaken, inintentional self-destruction has become near-habitual.
Realizing where all of her handicaps exist, rennovation is the obvious step to approach next. When her priorities were straight and morals were lived by, such deterioration was foreign; and if a breakdown threatened
Not sureNot sure2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm not sure what I feel
But I'm positive it's a big deal
Sometimes it's sad, sometimes lonely
Sometimes mad, but that's not the only
I know I am not alone
And I know you'll always be there
But my heart isn't made of stone
It's not like I don't care
Because I don't know what's happening
Can this ever be repaired?
The slightest relief could mean anything
I'm not sure how I'm going to make it through
But please don't come for my rescue
I believe I need to be on my own for this
Whatever situation this is.
I will be okay
In the future someday
Meanwhile, try to stay strong
Because I'm sure it won't take that long
Khonun the Destroyer pt 2Khonun the Destroyer pt 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fallus Akemla sprinted down the hallway of the Adeptus facility, with a squad of tech guard following close behind him, stopping before a corner he went into his mind for a moment and called one of the tech guard forward with the neural implants he had secretly built into the guardsmen during their psychosurgeries, ensuring his dominance over their minds, this let him give the men orders without speaking or exhausting his attentions so he could stay concentrated on what was before him. The only thing that laid ahead now were the automated heavy bolter turrets on either side of the thick plasteel doors that lead into Test Lab Alpha B, their control panel sat within' their targeting sensors to prevent anything deemed hostile from reaching them. The area between the traitor priest and the automated defenses was only a mere 4 meters, but the rate of fire and caliber of the heavy bolters would tear through his power armour and his Skitarii's. Thinking more orders he had the man pull a frag
city drowned cleanbirds fly bluer before a hurricane,city drowned clean3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
wings sharper, the bricks neater.
one train is always longer than the
other. i cried about it. the saturated
city, droplets of colour caught on
tape & rewinding, cups me in its
palms, i am a bug on its window,
imagining all of it underwater &
people clapping in a silent film,
the last dying bubbles curtsying
on their lips, for their marble town
the white skied & terrible atlantis.
Building The EvilsPain seeps though the facade of a smileBuilding The Evils3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Staring in the eyes of whispering voices
Tears of the forgotten evaporated in lies
The truth in reason does but cry
Merry are the makers of riches
Spoiled to rotten core and plastic flesh
Call out you invisible peoples
You with the cold faces and hollow eyes
The heart is but a pump for blood
And your brains are salted heavily
Smog rolls in and we crawl at ground level
The towers of the rich reach higher
And we falter on this desolate shore
Knowing that heroes exist no more
Brown OC ProfileBrown OC Profile3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name (last, first): Stephanie Susan Brown
Nickname(s): "Brown" - Everyone is on a last-name-basis with her, save for Gold, who calls her "Blondie".
Age: 11 (post-HGSS), 13 (in Hoenn), 16 (in Sinnoh), 20 (BW)
Sexual Orientation: straight.
Birthday: 29 July
Title: The Illuminator
Life Story: Stephanie Brown was born with the uncanny ability to attract strong or rare Pokémon towards her most of which want to kill her for no reason. Brown never received a starter from Elm; it's rumoured that mentioning her name within a five-meter radius about Elm will result in him spasming on the floor in unabashed fear. She's banned from his lab apparently, all it takes are three very angry Jhoto starters to raze an entire building to the ground.
However, Brown did manage to get along relatively well with another Professor when she was eleven, Samuel Oak as
R I G H TR I G H T2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Confuse the silence
Bemuse your dreams
Ensnare a nightmare
And make it scream
Allow what's not
Play God, but never
Sell what you've got
Surprise a whisper
Disarm the dark
Enjoy the spark
Believe what's nothing
Permit the light
Until that Something
Der Gott der Eisen wachsen liess engl. translationDer Gott der Eisen wachsen liess engl. translation2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Das Vaterlandslied - The fatherlandsong
by Ernst Moritz Arendt
The God who made the iron grow,
didn´t want slaves,
So he gave saber, sword and spear,
the man in his right hand;
So he gave him the brave courage,
the wrath of free speech,
that he consisted to the blood,
till to the death the feud.
So we want, what God wanted
with right faith keeping,
and never for the rewards of tyrants,
But who is fighting for trinkets and shame
will be cut to shards,
and will in german lands not,
inherit with german men.
Oh Germany, holy fatherland!
Oh German love and loyalty!
You great country, you beautiful country!
We swear to you again:
But for the boy and the servant much contempt!
when he feeds crows and ravens.
So we´ll march on to the Hermanns-battle
and want have revenge.
Let roar, what can roar,
in light, bright flames!
All you Germans, man for man
for the fatherland together!
And the heart lifts skyward
and heavenward the hands,
and call upon all, man for man:
In MemoriamIn Memoriam2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Black smoke spirals high into the sky,
Like demonic fingers reaching to grab the clouds.
Ash descends like fiery rain
Onto the sidewalks of New York City.
An explosion is heard,
And Tower number two is hit.
The planes had driven their wings into the Twin Towers,
And the terrorists drove their stakes into the hearts of Americans.
People stood and watched,
As their loved ones became trapped,
And it seemed like there was no hope
An earth-shattering noise,
And Tower Two collapsed.
Dust and debris swirled in a suffocating tornado;
Endangering those who were around.
People cried and ran,
For they knew people in the Tower.
Another horrifying noise,
And Tower One came down too.
Now there was nothing left but rubble,
And the time it took to clear it away.
Now I stand on the edge of Ground Zero
Just ten short years later.
The chilling ghosts of the bravest voices in history
Echo softly around the site.
The pain we've endured over the course of these years
Is permanently etched into
Creating a Well-Developed Original CharacterCreating a Well-developed OCCreating a Well-Developed Original Character2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Hello! Welcome to my guide on the creation of a balanced, believable original character! Whether this is your first time creating a character and you want some advice on where to start, or you need to tweak your character, because you're unsatisfied with it, then you've come to the right place. In this guide you'll find details on the importance of every aspect of an OC, from something seemingly insignificant as the name to the powers of a character.
This guide can be applied to original characters of any fandom or purely of your creation for your own story! If your setting doesn't include some parts, like having abilities, you can simply skip over that section. Likewise, if I'm going into details on some specifics that don't apply to your character, feel free to skip over that as well.
Before I get into breaking down a character, let me first start off by asking you to do one thing. Get the term "Mary Sue" out of your head right now bef
MaskHave you ever worn a mask for so longMask1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
That you're afraid to take it off,
And breathe in the purity
Of the unfiltered world outside?
Would your lungs be able to take it?
Or burst trying?
Have you ever worn a mask for so long
That you're afraid to take it off
Because no one might recognize you?
Would you recognize yourself?
Have you ever worn a mask for so long
That you're afraid to take it off,
Because you don't know anymore
If there's anything underneath?
Love And HateLove And Hate3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love and hate
are two emotions that you can't separate
They're both strong emotions
that causes a lot of commotions
But your mind is thinking
slower than you are blinking
Listen to me
'cause I am the key
to your understanding of the two words:
Love and hate
So next time you see a group of people,
Haters over there
And lovers over here.
A Great EvilIn the depths of Hell, lived the flames Drael.A Great Evil4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Deep within them, it seemed so dim.
For a hidden rule, by a monster with fangs a drool.
The corruption made, children paid.
A wicked thought, a hero sought.
But who could save the innocent, from the Dark Lord Crineocent?
Goddess wept, while children slept.
Who could save their souls, from the monstrous ghouls?
A hero none existent, a faith you wished it.
Doom is upon us, no time to fuss.
Just hope, no pray, that safety will stay.
And a hero will save us, someday.
As Human As I Am.I pain.As Human As I Am.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Illness is weakening.
Birth or awakening?
It let's me know I live.
It's my life I give.
Into the soils of the Earth,
grow from me.
I give for rebirth..
You can see.
My sorrow is still.
I can never get my fill.
It's a lustful craving.
I am not worth saving.