Wind of nostalgiaWind of nostalgiaWind of nostalgia5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As a wind of nostalgia engulf me,
My head is spinning,
My stomach is aching,
My heart is pounding,
I feel the chill and excitement,
I feel the warmth and sweetness,
I feel the happiness flying away,
As a wind of nostalgia engulf me,
I feel all the feelings coming back to me,
I feel all the suppressed love bursting out,
I feel all of my senses alert in your wait,
I think I will cry,
This nostalgia is just too strong,
This love is just too big,
I have to kiss you again,
On the cheek like a gentlemen,
On the hand like a lord,
On the lips like a lover,
This wind is pushing you away,
But the nostalgia it brought will stay,
My heart aches,
All the butterflies in my tummy want to fly away,
All of my being wants to fly to you,
All that I want is to love you,
Do you agree?
Yaoi FangirlYaoi FangirlYaoi Fangirl7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Oh, I'm a yaoi fangirl,
And my boyfriend has a lover,
I hug them and I squeeze them,
I and watch them kiss each other.
Oh I'm a yaoi fangirl,
If I see it on the street
I'll think it's nice and kinky,
Oh, they're cute enough to eat!
Oh, I'm a yaoi fangirl,
All my stories filled with Slash
I hate when I see canon,
Oh, well, maybe just a dash...
Oh I'm a yaoi fangirl,
And my toyboy has a friend,
Some others think it's sick, but
I'll stick with them till the end!
Oh I'm a yaoi fangirl,
It's an obsession I won't tame,
My boyfriend has a boyfriend,
And I love them both the same!
Prey and Predator Ch.31Part XXXI: NightsonPrey and Predator Ch.313 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Exhaustion. Oh, lord. What devil possessed me into thinking I could sleep for a few hours at night and stay up an entire day, plus the night that followed? And without feeding on a drop of human blood! I’d gotten home and Bristol had to practically force-feed me a bag of donor’s blood just to get me up the stairs since he still had a hip injury to worry about and couldn’t carry me up as he could 50 years ago. I fell into my coffin and truly felt like I had died. I believe anyone who would have seen me tucked into my coffin so snugly in such a deep sleep would not have dreamed of questioning my death. I slept the rest of the night as well as the next day, entirely submerged in a dreamless sleep.
When I awoke next morning, Ian had yet to be heard from. I had such mixed feelings about that fact. I was relieved and felt dreadful for it. I was glad to have a moment of peace around my home and only too delighted of not finding any corpses lying around t
Because You Helped MeMercutio heard his own breath come in ragged hiccups as he stared at the grass in front of him. The tree he was leaning on was a good support, not the best, but it was keeping him upright. For now. He tried so hard not to notice it when Cian walked into his line of vision, but it was impossible not to. Cian planted himself in front of Mercutio, all of his body in direct sight. Mercutio shivered as he heard Cian take in a breath to speak.Because You Helped Me3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What are you talking about?" Cian asked.
Oh you know exactly what I'm talking about. Mercutio thought spitefully, even though he was painfully aware of the fact that Cian actually knew nothing of Mercutio's situation. And it wasn't that he was trying to find a way to hurt Mercutio right now. In fact, from the tone and inflection of his voice, it was easy to say Cian was concerned. Rightfully so, really, because wouldn't anyone be
Magic tearsThose magic tears,Magic tears5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Really suit me,
They cover me in bliss,
They show me the way to go,
I cannot share them,
They're my own to bear,
They would be yours,
If you ever ask for them,
I would be all yours,
If you ever ask for me,
Make me happy.
In Your ArmsI close my eyes and hold my breathIn Your Arms10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To hear your breathe.
I lay my head against your chest
And feel your heart beating steadily.
Here is a place where I am safe and warm
Free from the cares of the world,
A place where I long to be always
When I'm happy
When I'm sad
When I'm lonely
A place where I can brave the storm.
As I live my life
You raise me up and hold me close to you,
I am cherished and protected
In your arms.
Prey and Predator Ch.14Part XIV: JacePrey and Predator Ch.143 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Smith Had died yesterday night. That damned bastard. I was sure karma would get me for feeling this great about another person's death but how could I help it? The mere thought of that man hanged and ripped was a pleasure to me. His death would be a favor to society. He had it coming and he damn well knew it. I didn't know if he actually committed suicide but whatever the reason of his dead was… I was happy. That man is the reason was like that, the reason was such a coward, and he would rot in hell for it. Sithis would judge him.
I hurried along and knocked on Daniels door. He was probably smashed again… Talk about premature cirrhosis. I just decided to let myself in as usual and directed myself down to his bedroom where he laid unconscious on his full-sized bed, tangled in blue and grey sheets and pillows. He was faced down, clearly exhausted. I could have just walked away, he wouldn't even had noticed I was there, but I needed to speak to him about the current events.
And If I Die Before I Wake...Going crazyAnd If I Die Before I Wake...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Someone save me
From myself tonight
The world on my shoulders
Just laughs from my beholders
I cannot scream without a fight
In a war of virtue and of vengeance
The devil clears the sky
A laugh, a smirk, a seductive stance
As I embrace the evil inside
My vision stark red
My aura black
I await nimble
For the attack
For you to come
And to see
Nothing good comes
From that trinity
give it your all
Your prayer beads
Are sure to fall
And as they do
I encroach for the kill
Just another "martyr"
It's just "His will"
Chills through my spine as the blood newly wet
Poors forth from thy body on the cement
The demon inside me coos in delight
As the soul from the real me screams in fright.
Closed EyesWhen children close their eyes, even if only for a second, they can still see. But what they see is another world filled with miracles and mayhem. However as a child grows older, they tend to lose that world as it crumbles and fades from existence. Their imaginary friends forgotten and their adventures left untold. But sometimes, just sometimes, a child can break through maturity with that world still intact.Closed Eyes2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I am Kae Brown, and as the youngest of three siblings in a family that constantly moved from one home to another, I learned fast that friendships and bonds don't last forever. I lived for the fantasies that each book on the shelf and every movie shown through the television brought to my dismal life. Each story brought about questions never asked and ideas never before adventured. I started to see my bed room as a universe of a million worlds, a realm of fantasies. Each time I grew bored with reality, I would go to my bed room and close my eyes, and unlock the wondrous stories of
ValentineI used to sit and dream about youValentine11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But dreams hold no comfort on their own
I used to just think about you
But thinking only ever gave me doubts
I used to wish and wish for you
But wishes only come true in stories
I guess that makes you my fairytale princess
You're too good to be true, but there you are
You're too smart to love, but here we are
You're too beautiful for words, but here they are
You're too perfect for me, but you say the same
Promise me no more broken dreams
And I'll give you everything
Promise me no more second doubts
And I'll love you forever
Promise me no more empty words
And I'll give you anything
Promise me your heart
And you're welcome to mine
SoulmatesYou know i want to be with youSoulmates12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for me there's nothing more
to dream of you beside me
and dance upon the shore
Though times i know are difficult
and you cannot be here
Then dream of me beside you
in thoughts i will be near
You say that we are soulmates
to me those words ring true
for when i try to sleep at night
my thoughts all run to you
I know that there is magic
and you have been touched too
perhaps if we both can believe
the dreams just might come true
But until then I'll be there
as you will be for me
to help you pass through worst of life
for friends we'll always be
Prey and Predator Ch.45Part XLV: NightsonPrey and Predator Ch.452 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was dead. I was so dead. I was deader than dead. I was deader than my dead uncle Jerry, that’s what I was. I actually don’t have a dead uncle Jerry… or perhaps I do, I can’t remember. I was trying to remember, though. I was trying very hard to remember my mortal childhood; my mother and father, my sisters, the children I played with growing up, my first puppy-crush… my vampire life, all my dead lovers, particularly Misha and Andrej, and of course, Evenna. They were all dead, just as I would be soon.
It wasn’t that I’d given up, not really. I wasn’t full of dread and despair and desperation as I’d been before. I felt… a sort of calm come over me. It wasn’t resignation either. I believe it might have been extreme arrogance.
No matter how I looked at it, I was dead. There was no escaping this place. I struggled against my bonds, but I’d lost too much blood and the silver collar clasped around m
SG1 K-9 Ch 1SG1 K-9SG1 K-9 Ch 19 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
General O'Neill watched from the Control room as the Gate sprung to life with an incoming wormhole. The iris automatically shut as they waited for the proper code. Everything so far was perfectly routine. SG1 was due back from what they had described as an uneventful mission.
"It's SG1, Sir." The technician announced.
"Open the iris."
Sam and Teal'c stepped from the event horizon onto the ramp and were quickly joined by Daniel. Jack was just about to turn away when a fourth stepped through the shimmering blue vortex. The unexpected guest was not human, it was a large dog that looked to be a cross between a German Shepard and a wolf. The animal looked around and his toothy jaw dropped open.
"Carter!" Jack called across the intercom. "On your six!"
Sam whipped around and froze at the sight of the large wolf like dog that was standing on the ramp behind her. She automatically raised her weapon at the creature. Teal'c also brought his staff weapon into posit
The Torture Of A Hopeless RomanticWalking alone into madnessThe Torture Of A Hopeless Romantic2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A blur between night and day
All seems lost
I am resigned to this path
And from which I could never stray
Unless you were to be here with me
For I have looked into perfection
I know what real beauty is
And now I simply can't look away
This beauty unattainable
By just plain old me
Please just put me out of my misery
The longing deep inside
That's eating me alive
While drowning me
Why can't things just be
Perfect and happy
The way I see them in my mind?
So it seems my feet are locked
Into this path of insanity
And the only one who can free me
Would never come and join me
Not in that way…
PPP: Wizard SwearsWizard SwearsPPP: Wizard Swears8 years ago in Humor More Like This
Harry: Guys, Professor Dumbledore posted a list of words that are banded from Hogwarts. I didn't know that wizards had swears.
Hermione: Of course they do Harry. They're called "Wizard Swears".
Ron: Ooh, like cauldron bum.
Harry: Really? That's adorable.
Hermione: Oh, they're worse than that. Read some Harry.
Harry: Let's see here. Son of a Banshee. That's useful.
Hermione: Swish and Flicker. That's my favorite.
Snape: Ahem. Do my ears detect foul mouthedness?
Hermione: Oh no, Professor Sna-
Harry: Voldemort's Nipple!
Snape: Excuse me?!
Snape: I refuse to have this filth spilled in my presence, Mr. Potter. 500,000 points from Gryffindor.
Ron: Dragon Boogeys!
Harry: Everybody run! Expecto Patronads!
Snape: *sigh* Rabble rousers.
Harry: That was fun. Oh. Hi Neville.
Neville: Hello Harry, Hermione, Ronald. What's up guys?
Ron: We're saying magical naughty words like Jiggery Pokery.
Neville: *gasp* My granmother forbids me from using wraunchy language.
DN: The Decorative KindHe lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling with wide eyes that appeared black in the rooms dim lighting and arms and legs spread across the mattress as if he was tied by the limbs to the bed posts. For nearly three days hed been in this position, and though they all tried countless times none of the caretakers managed to rouse him from his stupor; they couldnt even get him to eat when they tried to force him on the first day, he gagged and threw up over the edge of the bed and after that no-one even dared to bring food in for him.DN: The Decorative Kind7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Wammys House was just as he expected it to be: a large, brick structure filled mainly with children who cried inconsolably and adults who walked around with fake smiles on their faces because they knew of no other way to deal with the misery that surrounded them. Wammys House was an orphanage, a place children were sent when they had no place left to call home or (in Beyond Birthdays case) when they had a home but were
Dead...I wish to sleep and never wake upDead...4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
for all theres left is pain
kindness just aint enough
to keep me from going insane
What more can I give to satisfy
those who expect too much?
all my life, ive lived a lie
i break with every touch
I shed tears like theres no tomorrow
yet it comes either way
No pain can compare to my sorrow
self pity, you can say....
why do I hate all there is to life
yet still find time to laugh?
the pain of bearing all the strife
the burden of life's wrath
just leave me in the tainted dark
so I may rot away
the scars of past have left their mark
and broken, ill forever stay
To blame oneself for others pain
your kindness makes me sick
your perfection brings me unrelenting shame
it hurts with every clock's tick
One so happy and lived life with glee
one whose already dead
one whose pain you could not see
one who has gone ahead
DN: land where no-one smiles 2I thought of you, being somehow different in all this sameness.DN: land where no-one smiles 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
L did not show up for school the next morning. Light, who had never known his friend to miss a full day of classes, took this to mean that something was seriously wrong. No matter what happened (how many bruises he merited from Beyond) L always toughed it out; covered his face in neutral makeup and pretended nothing was out of the ordinary. Of course, people always knew, but usually they went along with Ls façade of normalcy. For L not to show up for school...
Images of what hed witnessed between the two brothers the previous evening invaded Lights memory as he sat in his sixth period Calculus class, staring blankly at the empty chair beside him that was usually occupied by his best friend.
... Did that mean Beyond hadnt stopped? Even with the commotion Light knew hed caused on his way out
What Am I Supposed To Do?Have you ever loved someone with every cell in your body? Have you loved someone so much that the mere thought of them leaving you brought you to your knees? Have you loved to the point where your entire existence was based upon what you meant to them? It's a double edged sword to love that deeply. I should know I've loved someone to the exclusion of everything else in my life and now now that person is gone and I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do.What Am I Supposed To Do?5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I've been sitting here for hours looking at your face. I know your face better than I know my own. I should, I've spent my entire life looking at it. I've watched you grow from that pudgy little baby that cried all night long into this strong, young man who probably spends more time watching my back than his own. You look so peaceful lying there that I can almost believe that you will open your eyes any second now and laugh at me for sitting h
SoulmatesSoulmates11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Though our bodies have just met our souls feel like they've known eachother forever as if death wasn't strong enough to kill our love for one another we found eachother once again the way it was ment to be, when you promised me an eternity your words were true, for each shell we rid our selves of we return in another just to find eachother and pursue our eternal love cause when we die our love is what keeps us going when were together then we are immortal nothing can stop us, as long as we've got love then we can never actually die we are soulmates through love and hate through pain and hell our love could only get stronger.
I'm Different Than My SisterIn her teenage years, my sister wore "boy" clothes. She said she hated make-up, hated dresses, and hated anything else that was considered "girly". She played videogames, listened to "guy" music, among many other things. She also claimed to be bisexual. She'd date guys, and flirt with girls.I'm Different Than My Sister5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Then once her teenage years passed, she "changed". She started wearing skirts and dresses, wore make-up, and started being more "girly". She then admitted that she was straight, not bisexual, and was only saying she was bi for attention.
To her, acting and looking "guy" like, and pretending to be bisexual, was a game. Something she did because that was considered "cool", and "different".
I'm different than my sister.
Here, in my teenage years, I wear "boy" clothes. I hate make-up, hate dresses, and usually dislike things that are generally considered "girly". I play videogames, listen mostly to music considered "for guys", among other things. I am also bisexual. I can truly love others of either ge
TimshelMy fear is a rusted keyTimshel4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
hidden on a ring of brass bones.
Skeletons that hide the living in
their closets and root cellars.
My fear is a rusted key
turning the iron gears,
ripping through grey cobwebs,
slowly opening the attic door.
My fear is hearing only my footsteps
when it closes behind me.