The JesterTick.The Jester2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you hear that?
Your time draws near!
I can see you there
as you tremble with fear!
Do you know why?
You see. The Black Sacrament,
It has be done.
Haha, it's no use;
You cannot run!
For Cicero, yes Cicero,
knows your every hiding place.
It's no use!
You can't win this race!
Because Cicero, poor Cicero,
Is the Night Mother's Keeper
So he must do as she asks!
For Her will is the one that runs deeper.
But yes, Cicero must return,
return to his duties, you see.
You cannot escape
your soul is the fee!
Your soul will go to Sithis!
To Sithis it will!
It will serve the Dread Father,
So, alas, I must kill!
Cicero likes a chase.
Run as fast as you can!
You must make haste!
Cicero Tribute: Madness is MerryMadness is merryCicero Tribute: Madness is Merry2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The merry man's fight
To hold on to sanity
Lost in the night
The silence so empty
Held smothering tight
Even blind eyes could see
There's no end in sight
His family gone
When things had felt right
Hunted and burned
In flames so bright
Their acceptance a memory
Seeming so faint
When consumed by the jester
Who's laughter did taint
No one to hold him
No one who speaks
No one to tell him
The words that he seeks
Praying for a whisper
To end his heart's strife
The echoing laughter
Creeps into his life
Pirates PrologueProloguePirates Prologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Leaves burst into the air as a young girl bolted down the littered forest path. Her shoulder-length blonde hair whipped her face as she glanced behind her. She raced deeper and deeper into the woods as heavy footsteps followed behind her. Still, she ran faster. She needed to escape, get away. Faster. Just keep running. I can't go back. Tree branches snagged at her clothes like grabbing fingers and scratched her face, arms and legs.
She ignored the voice. To her, the voice meant betrayal, pain, and lies. Don't believe him. Don't trust him. It's his fault. His fault
She just kept running. Soon, the trees moved closer and closer to each other creating a barricade. Their branches held onto each other, making sure the little girl couldn't get past. It was like the whole world was against her. She stumbled, giving the man a chance to grab her. He easily lifted her, the same way he did when she was a toddler. "NO!" She screamed, kicked and struggled. She tr
IsolationHave I done something wrong?Isolation3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That is the question that keeps pestering me.
Days have gone by,
Not a word exchanged.
Yet I find myself long
For your voice, your face, your love.
The silence is spontaneous.
Whether you're busy, angry, upset, or in pain,
I know not.
I find myself longing
For only a single word.
I can't sleep at night, nor willingly eat.
I force myself to concentrate
On the things I normally enjoy,
And sometimes I find myself idly
My mind wandering through my memories
For a minute, I'm happy, until
I remember the strangling silence that envelopes me.
Moonlight Sonata has become my theme,
The keys of the piano slowly hammering the
I wonder if you had fallen out
As quickly as you'd fallen in.
I wonder if your image of me has
I wonder if you have become annoyed,
As people tend to be.
Wait for the silence to stop.
Wait to hear your voice again.
Wait until I see you again.
I love you.
Since we've met, I've been in lov
Cicero Tribute: A Kiss, Sweet MotherA kiss, sweet motherCicero Tribute: A Kiss, Sweet Mother1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Could I obtain
The touch from you
For which I strain
For to hear your voice
As soft as rain
Would give new life
Like planted grain
A kiss, sweet mother
Would be so kind
For I fear I'm running
Out of time
To feel your words
Inside my mind
And know that I'm
Not left behind
A kiss, sweet mother
To end this pain
Lest the silence
Drives me insane
For HerDon't let them get you down,For Her3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your perfect the way you are,
Despite what they might tell you,
You're as bright as a star.
My days are filled with agony,
When you are feeling down,
For you are my princess,
And my heart is your crown.
So please don't fret my love,
For I am by your side,
Life is quite a journey,
And we all must take the ride.
Promise me you'll remember,
That you're beautiful it's true,
And I can't imagine life,
Never knowing you.
You're off to better things,
And I wish you the best,
I hope you won't forget,
You deserve nothing less.
So remember you this poem,
When you are feeling all alone,
I hope it will remind you,
You can always come back home.
Future"Aren't you afraid you don't have high grades?"Future3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Aren't you afraid you don't have a job?"
"Aren't you afraid you don't have a girlfriend?"
"Aren't you afraid you don't have your future figured out?"
I am afraid of my future.
I am afraid because society has beaten the idea of it mercilessly into my head.
I am afraid because I'm being told my choices now will affect my whole life.
I am afraid I can't make those decisions yet.
"Everyones starting to get those grades up."
"Everyones starting to get jobs."
"Everyones starting to get girlfriends."
"Everyones starting to get their futures figured out."
For some reason, you assume I am the same as everyone else.
For some reason, if everyone else knows what they want, I should.
For some reason, generalization doesn't work.
For some reason, you don't understand.
"You should try to get high grades."
"You should try to get a job."
"You should try to get a girlfriend."
"You should try to figure out your future."
Don't you think I try?
Don't you thi
100 Haiku's - 015Watching the rain fall,100 Haiku's - 0152 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
I decide it's not all bad,
When you're still standing.
Pirates Chapter 1Eva listened quietly to her father's steady snoring, counting the seconds between the snorts to gauge how asleep he really was. It was her fifteenth birthday, and her father had gifted her by forgetting it completely. She slowly stood up and groped her way to her closet. Two days earlier, she had packed for her escape. She had been planning for this day since she turned seven. Her dreams of being a pirate and living on the high seas had grown more and more exciting and elaborate, and today, she was going to make that dream come true. She slowly crawled down the stairs and felt her way to the closet, past the kitchen. A stench of rotting food crept out of the filthy kitchen and surrounded Eve. She covered her nose and continued until she found the smooth, round doorknob to the closet. She opened it, pulled out a small knapsack, and headed out the door.Pirates Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As a child, she remembered the ocean. Large, blue waves gaping as if it were yawning sleepily, and swallowing part of the beach. She rem
The Dragonborn and The Fool Chapter TwoThe Dragonborn and The FoolThe Dragonborn and The Fool Chapter Two2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter Two: The Breaking Dragonborn
'Clank!' "Barkeep! Another drink for THE LISTENER!" yelled Melanie angrily and clearly drunk from across the room at the Bannered Mare in Whiterun. "THAT'S RIGHT! ME! THE DRAGONBORN IS ALSO THE LISTENER!" she exclaimed, standing up from her table giggling uncontrollably while trying to take a fighting stance. "DO ANY OF YOU WELPS THINK YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES TO FACE OFF AGAINST ME?!"
"Come on now, my thane. Time for bed I think," said Lydia, Melanie's housecarl. "Sorry everyone! She's clearly had too much," Lydia said to the other bar patrons.
"Get your hands off me! I'm fine damn it! I can hold my liquor better than the rest of these idiots any given day!" Melanie said as she pointed around the room while Lydia hoisted Melanie to her feet.
"Yes yes, I told you before I believe you. Now lets go home and get some much needed rest," Lydia said as she put all of Melanie's weight on her shoulders and began to walk them out of
Rescue Is PossibleRescue Is Possible3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For all of you who struggle,
Struggle each day,
Depression of any kind,
This is for you.
Know that you are not alone.
121 million people suffer from depression world wide.
Everyone can relate to pain,
Everyone can relate to depression.
Know that there is hope.
It's never to late to save yourself.
You ARE worth something,
You ARE loved.
Know that someone cares.
Talk to someone, anyone, even me.
We were never meant to go through life alone,
And you don't have to.
Know that rescue IS possible.
There are so many organizations that are made just for this reason.
The first step to recovery is the hardest,
You just need to love yourself enough to take it.
You are not alone,
There is hope,
Rescue is possible.
Your best days are yet to come.
You are more loved than you will ever know.
This is not the end of your story.
ThoronThoron3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Allan gazed along the horizon. His eyes scanned the dark green shrubs that grew among other dead ones, searching for something to entertain his mind. As the sun rose, bringing light to the dark world, the beams shined through the dew drops, making the leaves of the plants glitter. A swift movement in the shrubs attracted his attention. A slender, shaggy, dog-like creature slid through the shrubs and into a hole in the ground. The deep blue sky began to lighten into bright shades of pink and orange as the sun rose higher, and an inviting breeze blew across the land, which brought a light scent of rain. The young man looked towards a tree as a few birds began chirping their greeting to the sun. Nature was always at peace with itself. Never fighting. Never at war. Why were humans so different? The Sylvan army had its horns locked in war with the Andaron Empire. Allan was to lead his battalion of reinforcements to a large battle that was several miles off. This skirmish was the ba
The MaskI watch you every morningThe Mask2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As you put on your mask.
You look at me in the mirror, through the mask,
Replying to my concerns with a smile.
You tell me that everything is fine,
That nothing is wrong.
Then tell me why.
I've seen you without that mask on.
You seem tired.
I've heard you without that mask.
You cry. Not laugh, like you do when it's on.
You voice concerns that don't seem to be answered.
My heart goes out to you.
I know what's wrong whether you're wearing that mask or not.
I feel your pain and sorrow.
I cry when you do.
I ask why you can't be happy,
Why you suffer so much.
I just wish I could help more.
I know the problem is something that I can'
What if?What if?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What if I changed my looks?
What if I changed my hair?
What if I changed my life?
Would you ever care?
What if I did what I was told?
What if I never talked back?
What if I loved only you?
Would I still have something to lack?
I never want to change
I want to be who I'm meant to be
I want to be free
Do you now see?
I will never be good enough for you
But who said your good enough for me?
I will never be better than you
But who said you were better than me?
I will never deserve you,
But who the hell said you deserve me?
Now I am free
To be who I am
Who I want to be
And you cant hold me back
Heaven and HellLost at seaHeaven and Hell3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No voice left to scream
The sky is falling
The sea is drifting
The sun blares on me
Burning away everything
I've been left behind
Thoughts never cross my mind
Piercing through my eyes
The light reminding me of the tries
I hold my breath
Reliving all my failures
As if like a movie trailor
Betrayed by the ones I love
Neither sinner nor saint
The Judas kiss
Is what I won't miss
Now a sinner in my site
Never a shrew until our fight
Now in the sea
Amends are needed
Agreements are made
No matter what I want
I'll never give up the sun
Swimming to the bottom of the abyss
Never will I miss
What was above
I know what it's made of
Angels and saints
Is not where I belong
Sinners and Demons
Are what I live among
Kiku + Iggy Cooking with Vodka"Kiku-san my good man, you've been working hard. I thought you could use a drink!" said Arthur slamming down a bottle and 2Kiku + Iggy Cooking with Vodka3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
glasses before Kiku who stoically eyed them.
"It's vodka from, Russia! I traded Ivan some sunflowers for it" said Arthur, pouring it into the two glasses.
"No thanks.. I'd prefer sake." replied Kiku-san dryly.
"Lighten up and give it a try, why don't you?" Said Arthur, before knocking back a shot. "ah.. that's good.." he said,
severing the burn of it.
"Kampai!" said Kiku-san, before knocking back a shot and promptly choking on it as it hit his throat.
"Woah woah.. easy now ole chap!" said Arthur, giving him a pat on the back.
"s-smooth.." Kiku-san choked out with a sarcastic grin, before pouring another glass and downing it.
"you like the stuff?" asked Arthur.
"Hai.. good stuff..." he replied somewhat hoarsely.
....a few drinks later.................
"uhh...Naze anata wa koko ni iru no ka?" said Kiku-san scratching his head.
Arthur laughed "
PiratesChapter OnePirates3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
God, do these people never sleep!? Eva groaned silently. The other ships weren't this bad I'm hungry As she hid behind the barrels, she listened to the conversations of the pirates and thought of the other ships she had stowed away on. They were a lot easier to live on; she could get food simply by being someone's slut for a night. Here, on The Infernal Demon, she couldn't. They were all blood thirsty, disgusting, lustful pirates. Eva laughed quietly at the thought. ALL pirates were blood thirsty, disgusting, and lustful. The only thing that made this crew different was their captain; and even though she had been a stowaway for nearly two months, no one seemed to have a clue that she was there. The captain was a nasty old man, who seemed to be stuck in the old days; women have been part of pirate and ship crews for nearly a decade, yet he still didn't allow it. If she was seen, she would be killed on the spot. Her thoughts subsided as the crew left, l
The Dragonborn and The Fool Chapter ThreeThe Dragonborn and The FoolThe Dragonborn and The Fool Chapter Three2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter Three: Destiny Bound
A single day and night passed since Melanie and her companions left Whiterun for Solitude. In that time, and to everyone's surprise, Melanie and Cicero kept their distance from each other. Lydia had asked Melanie why that was, and Melanie only replied by saying "we're just friends". Nazir had in turn asked Cicero the very same question and received the same response. They instead worked together to bring merriment to their companions than to give in to their mutual lust. Which was quite the feat that was for sure!
"We're nearly there!" Nazir called out to the group as they neared Solitude as night fell around them. The laughter behind him died away instantly as Melanie dipped her head in sadness as she continued to ride Shadowmere.
Cicero rode up beside her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "He is not worth your sadness Melanie. He is the one at fault, not you," he said consolingly.
"I know, thank you," Melanie said looking at h
paini cant do anything rightpain2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when something good comes into my life
i always ruin it
even if i dont mean it
i ruin it
darkness is finding its way back into my heart
pain is making me think of bad things
im just so close to going of the brink
she says its ok but in my heart i know i still screwed up
i feel terrible
i love her but i always hurt her
i dont know why
it just happens
i love her and want to be with her
but im a monster
im trying to feel better i really am
i know you mean its ok when its ok
but for some reason i still feel bad
i just dont know who i am anymore
what i do know is that i love her
i want to be with her as soon as she gets here
and im not letting her out of my arms
but it just seems like im doing more harm then good
Art of LyingThe Art of LyingArt of Lying3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So I once mastered the art of lying
Just to understand the value of truth
Collected the sounds of helpless hearts crying
To serve as simple scars of a misguided youth
And though my burdens be heavy today
There is no obstacle that can impede
For when my voice fails my pen finds a way
To make all of my enemies recede
Now, I would rather twist the world around this pen
As I lay down these lines of truth within
Than to be absorbed into another's verbs
For pain cannot survive long without words
I know well the game of malady and misdirection
It keeps me cold with intended lack of affection
But it is inside this pen that I protect my soul
For there is no limit to where its ink may go
I clench it tighter with each line that is written
And more apparent become the truths once hidden
Truth that I have lost many intricate parts of me
That I no longer dream of the way things used to be
But that I now hold truth in the pit of my empty chest
And no one shall ever again penetrate th
My HeartIn the years I have never lovedMy Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And only found emptiness
The relationships I have been in
Were nothing but lies
And the lies
Were the only thing I could hold on to
In all of that
My heart was shattered
There is absolutely nothing
Nothing worth fighting for anymore
I have poured and cried my heart out
And nobody really cares
I live on the brink of destruction
All because it was shattered
And nobody even dares to spare
Just a few minutes of their time
To help get back mine
escape with sleepsleep is my escapeescape with sleep3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the place i go for a while when i get sick of living
i escape to an unknown, and unpredictable world
i go so i don't have to be real
i wish i wasn't real sometimes
just a figment on someone's imagination
but they have left me, left me too long in the real world
i just want to Sleep..sleep..sleep..forever
FreedomThings used to be perfectFreedom3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Everything was fine
We talked of a lot of things
Before I drew the line
I used to have these walls
That helped me through the pain
You broke them down
And helped me live again
Then things came falling down
And we went separate ways
Fumbling to pick of the pieces
Struggling to make it through the days
Walls down, emotions high
I never thought I'd make it
I thought you were gone
It was almost time to quit
Today's the day
I put it all behind me
Build my up my walls
And set myself free