Human MagicHuman Magic3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Look at her!
Go ahead stare
Her breast pressed up
Her legs bare
Around her time slows
Details are enhanced
Like how her skin glows
And when by chance
You manage to charm her
You find you cannot harm her
For under the glowing skin
There is a steel spirit within
When some how you melt the steel
Her heart will reveal
Endless strength reserves
Concealed by her luscious curves
When you get through the strength
you find at length
that pure bliss
after you finally kiss
and bit more
as you start to explore
you trade your trip to heaven's gate
for this girl, greatest of the great,
But are not upset or filled with regret
Nor shall you ever forget
When you saw there
Hair pined up, legs bare
On the end of the bed
Ready to give up her maiden head
Nervous? Of course you where
It was new for you, and her
You nearly didn't do it.
You very nearly blew it.
As you turned to say no
Got caught by her body's radiant glow,
Black hair up, black tank top nearly gone
Green-gray skirt that was barely on.
How to Form A Metal BandHow to Form a Metal Band:How to Form A Metal Band3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Note: This is just a humour piece and is not a part of the appeal so just sit back and relax ^^
--Step One: Can you growl/be really high-pitched?--
a) Yes: Proceed to the next step
b) No: Find a new job
--Step Two: What does your growl/shriek sound like?--
a) OO-WAH-Ah-Ah-Ah: You are mentally unsound, proceed to heavy or death metal
b) SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA: You are a viking wannabe, proceed to power or heavy metal
c) IIIRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA: Demons possess your throat, proceed to death or black metal
d) *Unintelligibly high shrieking noise*: You might have been born in a dirty cradle, proceed to black or power metal
e) ULULULULULULULULULU: Wrong genre, find a new job...
--Heavy metal: What do you like to sing/growl about--
a) I don't like to sing, I just like to growl: In that case find a female singer with a good voice so you can growl away while she sings. You may need to s
Sprinting Towards DemiseSprinting Towards Demise2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By burning waters, and smoldering bridges,
I await the genesis of our animosity.
Make the move that gives me permission to strike,
make the move that will bring about your end.
Near draws the line that which I advise you to never cross.
Though to my eyes comes the image of your sprinting legs.
It would seem, that through your veins flows pure pestilence,
and that you wish to bring upon me, nuisances by any cost.
Good God, such a fool bound for my throat,
knowing not the patient blade that waits.
Honor averts it's eyes, as your charge draws to an end.
It wishes this good and done, just as I.
A swift jerk of my arm to your direction,
and make you, a last descent to the ground below.
Then burden leaves my shoulders,
as life outward, pours from your filthy heart.
I'd rather have Death as a friend, than an enemy.I'd rather have Death as a friend, than an enemy.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I'll give Death a persona. A face and a voice, so I can watch him as he watches me. So I can hear him whispering in the corner. I'll give him a hand to hold, so he can give me a touch to feel. And I'll keep him in the cellar, with all my other friends..
So I can look him in the eye and say,
"It never, ever, ends."
I had a bad day today. And you're always still so far away.. They're coming for me, I know, but I can't see them. We never are as good as we pretend. But I'll shelter you with my storm, we are disasters of our own design..
Death, my old friend.. Come to keep me warm again. Time wrapped me in your second skin.
You've come home to me again.
MarriageHow nice it must beMarriage3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To get married
To wear the dress
To enter the church
To see my partner at the altar
To share a life of
With someone I love
To share the experiences
My parents had
My grandparents had
My siblings will have
And their children too
How nice it must be to live
Exactly how I planned it
Exactly how I wanted life
To be equal
What is love?What is love? :What is love?5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
There are times in ones life
When things just feel right
You know that no bridge is too far
That no matter who she was before
All you want is to make her smile
If she has no faith anymore
Try to make her believe in the world again
If she's afraid she'll be alone
Sit by and accompany her
When you feel you want to impress her
Shower her with tokens of appreciation be that with gifts
Or showing her all the kindness and care you can muster
When you think of her everyday
And dream of her every night
When you feel you want to make her life magical
And that cute little smile is all you care for
That is when we call our feelings love
GracefullyWhen I was eight, I couldn't wait to be ten.Gracefully5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A double-digit number seemed so big back then.
I would be so tall and older too,
just think of all the things I could do!
I could stay up late and watch T.V. until nine,
and being in the fifth grade sure would be fine.
When I was eighteen, I couldn't wait to be twenty.
No longer a teen, now I'd be somebody.
I could find a bride and settle down,
she would look so lovely in her wedding gown.
I could get a real job and make money by the ton,
being in college just wasn't fun.
When I was twenty-eight, I couldn't wait to be thirty.
It sounded so fun to be "dirty thirty".
I could have a Son or maybe two,
they would grow up like me and be successful too.
I would get promoted with a big pay raise,
and my friends and family would shower me with praise.
When I was thirty-eight, I couldn't wait to be forty.
I was still in great shape and not at all portly.
The prime of my life, I'd be a success,
when it comes to my career, I'd be
If only I could flyI'll run as fast as I can,If only I could fly5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll leap toward the sky,
I'll flap my arms as hard as I can
If you will let me fly.
The road no longer will I take
the lake I will not swim
soaring memories to make
the gift comes from within.
To touch the stars so high above
to go where eagle's dare
to draft the wind rolling off a dove
to breathe the clean crisp air.
Above the treetops I would go
the world for me to see
but I won't fly because I know
the one who won't let me, is me.
AwayCount the stringsAway4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
before they snap,
tied to my heart
the strands of burlap.
Sift through the threads
of my fibrous being,
like the essence
of an eloquent lacing.
Number the lines
of corded rope
holding the last
true vestige of hope.
Score the miles
between you and I
short in distance
but high as the sky.
Second thoughtsWas it too much trouble?Second thoughts5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
a whole 30 seconds
of your precious time?
What was your big hurry?
Did you have an appointment and couldn't
be 30 seconds late?
Did you have to pee so bad you
couldn't take a half a minute to pause?
Were you late for a meeting?
The President of your company?
The President of the P.T A. ?
The President of the United States?
Was it THAT pressing?
Was it a medical emergency?
Were you bleeding out of your ass?
Suffering from a nasty hemorrhoid?
A terribly bothersome paper cut?
Please don't tell me you were
talking on the phone,
or worse, texting.
Did you just think you didn't need
to bother with the rules or the law?
Fuck everyone else. right?
Oh, don't worry, you're going to be alright.
It's just a little bump on your head.
Thank God you had that monster to drive.
Look at me!
I can see my
Is that what's left of my car?
Looks like a gnarled soda can.
You really did a number on me.
ErodingEarly yearsEroding4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
of impending final
going now to meet my fate.
Your LoveYour Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You bind me to one.
I can never hurt others.
You bind me to one.
I can never love another.
You make me feel different.
It's hard to explain.
With you, I feel like someone.
Not just a rock that's in the way.
With you, I feel real.
Is there anymore to say?
I wanted someone tall.
I wanted someone who could fight.
I wanted someone that could take on all.
I wanted someone to know what's right.
Someone who could do no wrong.
Someone who could do no harm.
Someone who could protect and never leave at all.
With you, I never feel alone.
With you, I'm someone more than just a tool.
When you look at me, I wish I could see what you see,
That I'm more than just beauty.
You see something unique in me.
I wish I could see it too.
Let me tell you a funny story,
Before I could have cared less what was there.
Now I know there's more to me than just something to stare.
You never make me feel stupid.
You never let me fall.
To you, I am not just a plain wall.
There is no blank surface or pretend.
StepsYou begin...Steps4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To grow out of
of your shell,
Struggling to shed
in your mind,
Reeling from the
in your soul,
Guarding against the blows
from the transgressors
of your aspirations,
into the blackness
Bursting through the
barriers you placed
Marveling at the wonder
of the splendor
you have found,
A Pure Kiss" N?"A Pure Kiss4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Why did you drag me on this, again?" The brunette pursed her lips, looking out of the Ferris wheel.
"What?" The green-haired boy asked.
"What do you mean 'what'?" She growled, jabbing a figure accusingly at him. "You disappear off the face of the planet for a year and suddenly come back yesterday then drag me on this damn thing again?"
"Excuse me for trying to have a moment alone with you, since I haven't seen you in a year." He rolled his eyes.
"And whose fault is that N?" She asked.
"What are you trying to say?" N raised an eyebrow.
"Whose fault is it that we haven't seen each other in a year?"
"It was mine, obviously Touko." He rolled his eyes at her again.
"Yeah, it was." Touko scoffed, turning to look out of the Ferris wheel again. "Why did you come back?"
"I have cleared my head of all nonsense." He explained. She turned to look at him. "I, now, looking back on what I did, I caused more pain to the pokemon for trying to take them away from their t
Love, Sex, and Heineken- safrdLove, Sex, and Heineken- safrd11 years ago in Erotic More Like This
Melissa strode purposefully into the bar. She had her head down and chin in her chest. She lifted her eyes just enough to look for a place to sit, but all she saw were peoples piercing eyes fixed on her, and returned them to the ground. Feeling the silence around her, she slinked over to a bar stool at the very end of the bar.
"Heineken," she mumbled to the bartender, "Please," she added as an afterthought.
She took off her long, black, leather, coat and placed it on the back of her stool, and plopped down with a long sigh.
"Long day, eh?"
"Pardon?" Melissa blurted jolted out of her own sad world by this intrusion.
"I said long day eh? You let out a huge, long sigh and I was just wondering if you had had a long day," her neighbor said staring straight ahead with a White Russian in her hand.
"Oh god, if only you knew," Melissa replied.
"I just might hon, I just might," her neighbor said turning towards her with a small smile on her face.
Melissa grasped her beer when it was shoved uncer
o.d.Wishing to have never heardo.d.3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
of the trouble standing next to you
it seems to be invited.
The Druid WayIn deep woods,The Druid Way1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The three gather,
Bowing their heads,
Speak “merry meet”.
Form a circle,
‘Round a fire,
As they chant.
Earth, Air, Water,
Fire and Spirit”.
The Goddess joins,
“Oh! Hecate, we thank’th thee!
Dance with us!
So mote it be!”
Drunk on song and ghost,
The spell is cast,
Thank the divine,
“Merry part, Blessed be”.
The Coward (I Am) The Hero (Is Damned)The Coward (I Am) The Hero (Is Damned)3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Coward (I Am) The Hero (Is Damned)
Every choice that I've made always failed / always failed
Every day I looked death in the eyes, and I smiled / I smiled
I guess I just gave up somewhere in the beginning / in the beginning
Piece by piece, I let myself go, I'm slowly breaking / I'm slowly breaking
Taunting my own useless mortality / preaching to the ashen-winged angel
This lifespan of mine is such treachery / the golden doors are too judgmental
My worst enemy is also my own reflection / a war to be unleashed
My only friends are the tears that keep dripping / though they still leave me
Far too long have I been on my life's edge
Looking down, and backing out of my own hollow threats
But I swear that one of these days I won't wait to die from old age
I will skip to the last chapter, and write the ending in blood, soaking the page
All it takes is this lowl
In Oz: Trippin'In Oz: Trippin'3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
In Oz: Trippin'
* An escalation by Beau Cyphre *
I haven't been here for a long time, but I know there's still a box of treasures whenever I stop by, and lay me down is one of the most beautiful pictures on the whole deviantART-Community. For me it's a trip to wonderland, where girls are like flowers and boys are all eyes, simply unable to resist everlasting beauty.
I can't withhold my feelings, 'cause this isn't neither a picture nor an irresistible vision; this is a prayer, and if I wouldn't believe in God, I'd surely do now.
OblivionOblivion3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That kind of beauty
can haunt a life
and ruin a man,
the incandescent taste of skin
so fair it flouts
a summer day
and taunts the bed clothes
as if to say
this is but a borrowed pleasure;
the supple lilt of hips
making wastrels of my senses
and savoring the scent
of flesh entrapping secrets
like a summer solstice;
and that last wave of wonder
puckered in a silken crescent
breaking over me
She Saw The Ancient Battalions...She Saw The Ancient Battalions...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the timeless Time before e'er Time began,
A Nymph gazed upward from the refuge of her rocky pool
And beheld the War in Heaven, where war should not exist;
Vast ranks of Seraphim and Cherubim, wings of flame
And swords that burned like Ice and Iron, ranged countless
Across the sky's blue vault--Michael the Archangel, Captain
Of the Host, blazing with white-gold wrath, led his legions
Against the proud and colorful pomp of Lucifer's armada!
Breathless the nymph gazed upward, her innocent beauty stained
By all the fire and smoke of the battle on High---holy feathers,
Plumes of Faithful and Rebel Angels alike, came falling down,
Swirling on indifferent breezes, twirling down to rest
Upon the crystal waters of her pool, to which her tears added,
Dropping unheeded from her large eyes, never blinking
As she watched the War rage on...Lo!
The ranks of the Arrogant broken, like shooting stars the legions
Of the Damned do fall--Lucifer, blazing red as blood,
Screaming hate and defiance, in hor