100ThemesChallenge - DarkDoesn't everything seem more real in black and white photos? That's because the world's losing it's colour.100ThemesChallenge - Dark3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Elegy For A White PipeElegy for a White PipeElegy For A White Pipe3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I loved how
I became the billows
Shhsh-ing the embers at the tip
Of my white pipe.
I embodied the runny fog
I breathed fire just like a dragon
And yes, I even flew
On silver wings
I chased the rings I blew.
The smoke would trail blue
Against and to the firmament
And I would exhale grey:
Two beautiful and baleful colors
Just like the disillusion in my eyes
The exact same hue!
I had clarion vision
With eyes the color of my fascination
My sight cleaving through the fumes
I saw Orion
And he winked down on me at midnight
From way up in the winter sky
He was the twinkle in my eye.
I exhaled thunderclouds and I
Threw lightening and stomped it down
With my stiletto heels
And omnipotence was in my mini lighter
And God looked away
For the five minutes I took
To take my speedy drags
Sip it in, blow it out
And it was my anthemic melody:
Covered in ash white like an angel
I stole those moments, outside at night
My white pip
The HikeWith the dance turnsThe Hike3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And then Outside -
Where law is
See the circus -
For play of incendiaries:
The life of fish -
After the bruise-upheaval
When brier send errands
From sea to steam -
As a trap
To Look at the teeth
To Look at the rainbow -
- Confession -
Gets the edge -
Even the rain
Turns to honey.
The PitI stare into the pit and wonder,The Pit4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
watching its darkness swirl,
and seamlessly endless depths fall yonder.
Several question come to the fore.
Among them; "What is it's purpose?",
"How long has it been here?",
"What secrets lay in the depths?",
"What in this abyss lies forgotten?".
I wish to dig and seek them out,
pull them free one at a time
so I might examine them more closely.
I wish to discover what has been lost,
hidden, even laid to rest here forbidden.
Perhaps I may, but risky it would be.
Who knows what dangers lurk beneath.
Worth it though I think it'd be,
to find and sort and place the lost things,
to bring forth what is forgotten,
what has been branded as forbidden.
For I'd expect them to be many
many dreadful things, frightening perhaps,
or maybe just better left alone.
Perhaps it would be better not to then...
Then again who knows what one
might be able to use a place as such?
With all the things hidden, one wonders
what would replace them.
What would fill the hole, the gap,
Old Romanian ManOld Romanian Man3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Din trestie aproape, amintiri mai aproape.
(Cane near, keeps his memories nearer.)
Reaper in Training-Chapter 4Reaper in Training-Chapter 41 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Drinking hot Chi Tea from a beer glass, I sat back in the leather chair as Grell explained to me how he's going to train me. The tenacious rain still bulleted my windows and flooded my lawns as well as the forest surrounding. With my upper arm throbbing from yesterday, I took a swig of hot tea. "And for your last part of training, you and a partner have to mark someone for death and collect their cinematic record." He explained. My focus was caught and turned back to Grell. "Wait…how do you see someone's cinematic record?" I asked. "Well…you'll automatically see it if once the person that was slated for death dies. It's part of being a Reaper. And from that you determine if they are to live or die." He told me and put his hands behind his head. "Are there any people that don't deserve to die?" I asked and crossed my arms. "Sometimes and there is a loophole to that. They're counted as 'beneficial to this world' and are spared, so to speak." I was absorb
The Train of Hope - Part OneThis is the year 1896. There is a very long train stuck on the side of a mountain right next to a beautiful ocean with a glowing horizon. All of these people are getting off at a specific destination. It is nameless, but it is beautiful. Long, endless field and forests. An almost never-ending sunshine, with some trickles of rain every once in a while. It is said to be called Paradise. Most people, however, call this majesty of a place, Happiness.The Train of Hope - Part One1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This long, dark colored train is full of many unusual and unique persons.
One, his name is Aleks. No one really knows his last name. He sits with strangers, but then again, no one knows each other on this train. He's forced to not know anyone. He's blind. He is also one of the youngest on this train and comes from Russia. He is twenty years old. His loss of vision makes him very scared of everything, not knowing where everything is. His destination is the same as everyone's, but his is more clear, more filled with hope and love. Everyone just
Ridgeway castle (Pewdiepie's birthday gift)It was a dark and stormy night, the rain was pouring down on the old and long since abandoned houses of the small town of Ridgeway. Thunder was roaring high above the old woods just outside the small town, where at the side of the town an old 13th century castle stood lonely at the edge of the forest.Ridgeway castle (Pewdiepie's birthday gift)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
This rain was clattering on the windows and every drop of rain sounded like an old rusty hammer smashing down on the warm steel of a not yet finished sword or like the trunk of an old and long since forgotten oak tree smashing down on the ground after being disconnected from its roots by the vile axe of a lone lumberjack.
Through the hallways of the castle the unstoppable sobbing or better yet crying of a young woman, who was desperately trying to gain control over her emotions once more, could be heard. Echoing through the corridors of the castle until the sound was broken off by the mighty roar of the thunder up high in the sky that was slowly coming closer to the castle and was like so
Flowers Ch. 6She tried to roll over but she could not. When she opened her eyes all she saw was darkness. Gin felt fine even though she could not see because Yumabi had his arms around her. Yumabi had his tail rapped around both of them like a blanket. Gin watched Yumabi as he slept and she laughed quietly every time his ear twitched. Gin felt small next to him as she noticed that his body was bigger than she remembered last night. Yumabi opened his eyes and smiled at Gin.Flowers Ch. 61 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You looked cold Gin" said Yumabi as he moved closer to Gin. He whispered in her ear "I love you Gin".
He kissed her lovingly on the lips.
Gin was blushing but kissed him back and said "I love you too".
She smiled and pulled Yumabi's fox ears.
"They are soft and funny looking" giggled Gin.
"What is so funny about my ears?" playfully said Yumabi as he looked her in the eyes.
He put his hand on her cheek so she could not look away from him. She let go of his ears and put her hands over his eyes instead.
"Please stop starring" softl
Screaming~Life comes hardScreaming~1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It comes fast
Gets in your way
Won't go away
You think it's tough now?
It only gets worse
When you're screaming
And falling down
Tripping on every step you take
Lingering on every word he says
Forced to let go
I've found out
Life's a game
The more you play it
The more you win it
Lose some, win some
That's how it rolls
A lie, the truth
It sounds the same
What the difference anyway?
It's all hurtful words, it seems
About things we don't want to lose
Yet we use it for our own sweet revenge
Shout all you want at them
I've learned it's pointless
Spread all of the rumors you want
It all comes back to bite you in the end
Change all the rules you want
But no one will play along
Strange LoveLove is a strange thing,Strange Love1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's no guide or way to win,
But a million ways to lose.
Yet we still fight on,
Trying to outsmart a cruel fate,
When in the back of our minds we know it's hopeless.
Just until love throws a twist at you,
You give up and believe you have won.
City Under the Sea- ProlougeLong ago, there was a great city with great technology so advanced that even today we couldn't begin to imagine it. The city was located on a small island somewhere in the middle of the Atlantic. Although the island could hold probably millions of people, only a few hundreds lived on it. The city was named Atlantis.City Under the Sea- Prolouge1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Great philosophers have pondered it for centuries. Nobody knows how it came to be, not even the people who live on it, for they were all born there.
But today, everything. All day giant waves had been crashing on the shores of the city, and earthquakes had been shaking the ground incessantly. The beaches were already covered in water. Luckily, people had expected this to happen. They knew that islands got covered in water sometimes. In preparation, they had built a giant bubble around the island that could be raised in times like these.
Over the course of the day, the water level rose rapidly, and soon the entire island, bubble and all was covered.
Throughout the years, the
The Tale of KitsuneThe Tale of Kitsune1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Honey for the last time, mommy isn't coming back. She, She's in heaven now, looking down at us as we speak." said a man holding back the threat of tears. He explained this as he was putting his late wife's dresses in the oak antique trunk at the end of his bed. "I will never marry again." He uttered under his breath as he closed the lid.
"But wont mommy miss her dress?" a little girl, no older than six, asked.
"Didn't you listen?" "Mommy is dead!" "She doesn't care about her old worn out dresses. So stop being such a pest" said the twins, about eleven years of age, as they pushed the little six year old Kitsune out of the way.
Kit was used to being picked on by her older sisters, May and Missy. Whenever the twins pushed her around or pulled on her hair or even call her names, Kitsune would always find comfort in their mother garden. Kit was the only one who still went there. The only time her sisters go there is to pick on Kit some more and ruined all of the beautiful flowe
Don't Forget~Hopelessly stubborn and arrogantDon't Forget~1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You stuck a match and burned down all four walls
Wrote down the date, so you never forget
You can cry here on my shoulder
But I know you won't take it
It's okay to be a little weak sometimes
But that's not your way of life
It still doesn't make it bad
Don't forget why you burnt everything you own
Remember there's still a home back there for you
Don't forget why you ran away
Remember you're always under the same sky
Don't forget you're never really alone
Remember it's okay to hurt some times
Promise me you won't forget
Nothing's ever the way it seems
Things can't be taught from just a dusty old book
You always need some experience
Before you can call yourself a master
The truth can be so brutal
But you're better off once you've seen it
You can use it for your own gain
Everything will be just fine
You left you home town
To walk into a foreign world
A cruel, unforgiving world
Filled with never-ending secrets and surprises
.:Lost Voice II:.She felt like her voice was lost amongst the chaos she called her life. She felt like her thoughts and feelings were meaningless in the face of these monsters that had presented themselves in front of her..:Lost Voice II:.1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The shadows in the back of her mind told her that she was fighting a losing battle, but she did not care. She wanted to fight valiantly in the face of the Apocalypse....even if it meant giving her life.
Even if it meant giving up her last breath. Even if it meant fighting until the fierce battle bled her dry. She would FIGHT. "I don't care!!", she exclaimed to the monster before her. "I will break down this artificial paradise and reclaim the lost voice!"
She could feel the sting of tears out of the corner of her bloodshot eyes, but she shook them away. Even if she didn't feel entitled, she would still hold on to what little willpower she had left.
The monster roared and screamed as it blew warning flames at her, angered that someone had entered its den.
She drew her sword, ready to
ConscienceThanks for telling me it's all wrongConscience1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Acting like I'm going to hell
All I'm doing is joking around
Trying to live my life the way I want
I don't need you telling me
To step off the edge or I'll die
Cos I won't listen to you
You think you're something special
I don't need to have you acting like my conscience
I can tell myself what's right and wrong
I don't think you should worry
I promise I'll be fine
If I'm not, you can say I told you so
But save it for when I'm actually wrong
Now shut it conscience
It used to be the other way around
I tried to keep you out of trouble
Guess you've grown up more than me
But you're still the child
And you gotta learn when to stay out of things
To mind your own business
Enough of your damn excuses
Calm yourself down
How about I let you in on a little secret
I'm not going to die
Nothing's going to happen to me cos of my decisions
It's not like I'm doing drugs
And jumping off of bridges
I do actually know what's good and bad
A Cry For Help - Join in Role Play! Read Desc.!A girl in a lab coat sprints down a hall way, carrying a little statue close to her. Her breathing was ragged, her long, tangled hair whipping behind her. She was running like her life depended on it; something was after her. It had gotten a taste of her blood -- it was soaking the through the white sleeve, revealing a deep laceration underneath -- and it wanted more.A Cry For Help - Join in Role Play! Read Desc.!1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
She sprinted through a door at the end of the hallway, slamming it shut and locking it. It would do no good, she knew that much, but it would buy her some time. Inside the tiny room was a strange machine. It purred quietly, feeding off two glowing power cores that crackled with intense power. The rest of the room was practically destroyed; a chair lay in pieces on one side of the room, on the other side was a knocked over table, the various jars and viles it held on its top broken, their contents seeping into the floor boards.
She kicked the table aside to reach the machine, still clutching the statue. She flipped on vari
My QuotaThose who think they are in love, are not.My Quota1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Those who are in love, don't realize it.
Dream Entry'sI never seem to have normal dreams. And after the last dream I had, I just had to start writing them down.Dream Entry's1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
Some of them are random, some are scary, none are ever normal even when it's a happy dream. I can't even bring myself to call my bad dreams "NightMares" seeing how i wake in cold sweat from them all. I find it more rare to have a good than a bad dream.
Not all are in order, I also have dreams whose date I can't recal.
School LifeSilent is all there is after the last bell rings, the classrooms become empty and peaceful as the sun sets. The moon arises, the halls whisper through out the night. The sun comes up as the students arrive. The school becomes alive once more.School Life1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Wolves of Brennenburg - ch.3 (Amnesia fic)Title: "Wolves of Brennenburg" - Chapter 3Wolves of Brennenburg - ch.3 (Amnesia fic)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Author: Lady Scale
Summary: The Baron of Brennenburg is the owner of several wolf-like dogs.
Just one of the many oddities Daniel finds during his stay at the castle, his curiosity revealing mysteries and intrigues. Savory descriptions, intimidating hounds, peculiar servants, and a plethora of delicious references Amnesia fans are sure to love.
Fandom(s): 'Amnesia - The Dark Descent'
Time passes, the days starting to blend in with each other, and before he knew it, Daniel had already spent almost two weeks at the castle, where he had blessedly found respite. Even though he kept half-expecting for things to turn on their heel, he had slept more restfully on the grounds, away from the influence of the Shadow.
The thought had crossed his mind to give the orb to Alexander, but the baron requested that it should remain on his person to keep it safe. He's told they would le
Lonely MermaidWhat started to change first it was armsLonely Mermaid1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
They slowly started to change
I remember waking up alone with my arm turned green.
'Mom....Dad were are you?'
Were are they..they should be home...
What did they look like I can't remember...Is this even my home?
My memories were blurry
What were there names why can't I remember?
Each day got worse things became more and more hard to remember.
I started to change more
My arms turn t vines on one side and tentacles on the other.
Is this normal?
What am I?
When I finally have the courage to leave my shelter I find the streets empty
Where is everyone?
Sometimes if I stayed out to long I heard voices
Voices of others
No words just sounds of joy,pain, and anger
'Were are you?'
'Please come its lonely here' I shouted...
'I'm alone please show yourself!'
the voices got loader and loader
'I KNOW YOUR THERE PLEASE I CAN'T IT STAND COME OUT'
No one in site, am truthfully alone?
then I here a voices in my ear
I turned no one
TriangleIt's connected, like a circle -Triangle1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But as a wheel, it's useless;
Though, a triangle is a special shape,
For the many other skills it doth possess.
Edged and pointed, with three corners;
Three straight lines compose its sides.
A chameleon by nature -
In many places, this polygon hides.
Look twice next time you pass a square,
Or a nonchalant young star -
For cheeky little triangles,
You never need to look too far.
Yes, other shapes unknowingly
Harbour secret hangers-on;
Unaware they're carrying
This stealthy three-edged polygon.
Yet, aside from their tricky nature,
Triangles are quite unique;
For any three randomly scattered points
Can form one - and they can change physique!
If you alter the angles within a square,
A whole new shape, you will invite -
A rhombus, rectangle, parallelogram;
A trapezium or kite.
Conversely, though, a circle is
A circle - any way it's seen;
But triangles can bend to be
Right, oblique, or scalene -
Or equilateral, or obtuse -
Isosceles, or (a)cute ;D.
It is a ta
UPDATED! Mock PrologueI was awakened by the sound of my cell phone ringing. I checked the time on my alarm clock, 6:50 A.M. Who in Gods name would be calling me at this time of the morning? I flipped open my cell and held it to my ear and answered the only way a person in their right mind would at 6:30, “What.” I said.UPDATED! Mock Prologue1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Hello?”, replied a pretty female voice, “Is this Jay Starbrite?”
“Yes....” I answered warily, I really hoped this wasn't a telemarketer.
“Alright, this is Cassandra from C-Curity,” Why did that name seem so familiar? “We have received your job application and examined it.” Oh God, I thought, why did I answer the phone so rudely? This was my moment of truth. I loved New York but I had to get away from it all. The city was fantastic but too busy, and crowded for my liking. I had decided a couple months ago that I would move out to my long dead parents cottage in a small pla