The Minecrafter's PrayerOur Programmer, who art above the maximum building height, Notch be thy name, thy cobblestone fortress come, thy code be executed on our computers as it is on yours.The Minecrafter's Prayer4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Give us today our daily bread made of three bushels of wheat in a horizontal line, and forgive us our griefing, as we forgive those who grief against us.
Lead us not into fatally deep mineshafts, and deliver us from creepers, for thine is the coding and the l33tness, for ever and ever.
TapestryTapestry9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My seams are ripped
and my fabric is fraying
most of the time
I don't know what I'm saying
You pull on one thread
and the whole thing comes loose
instead of a swan
my down's from a goose
A tawdry piece of lace
instead of a fine piece of satin
I'm just a torn tapestry
just waiting to happen
Send the truck, you're movingIt's as thoughSend the truck, you're moving4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
when we split our possessions down the middle
split the money down the middle
split our friends down the middle
We will split ourselves
Down the middle
And I don't lay claim to any part of you
that existed before
but only that of after me.
I lay firm claim to half.
And I don't pursue any of you that
exists beyond me,
But only whilst we
And that is halved -
and I will own it.
And it is mine to sell
or it is mine to
spit on and rub in the dirt.
It is mine to raise a life on,
or mine to preserve
in a resin tomb
And you may not have that.
(not even half of that)
Do what you must with yours
I care not of that which you own, now
Except for the exception
of halving your half
and halving that half
and then, halving
Until I am left clutching
the splintered pieces of halves
over spilt milk..
That I can halve the half
Of mine and yours
and what I own and you do too
Until there is
only half left
And feel as if I do
NightwalkerYou are he who walks by night,Nightwalker9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who steps in darkness, not in light.
Many paths that you have trod
Still bear your footsteps in the clod.
Night's song calls you to her side,
"In my silence, come, confide."
But, know you this, my shadowstep friend:
For all your darkness, my darkness you end.
The Great Wall of FailA wall of great failThe Great Wall of Fail6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Came crashing like hail
A highlighted screen of suck
The whole chat was pasted
And no time was wasted
'fore everyone screamed "What the fuck?"
Birthright 1Birthright10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lay me, seated, at a table-faction of smiling dead: cadavers raising their forks and scalpels to their chests, gladly dining on themselves. Turn my head to that Roman rot; to the unknowing hairs of their long, unattached noses, strands overtaking the upturns of bottom lips; to the fingernails that question their place in the ranks of graves, and cusp the hollow of wine glasses like they do their own long-dissolved souls; and turn my head away from youespecially you, e sempre.
Yesterday I discovered the virility of your hands
(and not my own)
No, each of mine shakes a dinner guests
and yields, yields, yields
each timid finger an exploding woman,
I the el
Day 10- FellaDay 10- Fella5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is there really anything that one could get,
For the most popular guy on the net?
He seems to have it all,
Popularity, merchandise, fangirls,
Yet there must be something missing.
A hard worker and truly devious at heart,
The mascot and the face of a large industry
Working everyday to make sure everything's right
A piece of him is with each deviant, and yet
There's still something missing within him.
He started a search to find what it could be,
Traveling across the world visiting many places
Talking with many deviants of different cultures
His eyes have seen the world and then some,
Yet he had still yet to figure out what was missing
His loneliness was unmeasurable,
Did he not have it all though?
Deciding to reflect upon his high profile life,
He searched the deepest parts of his heart,
Only to find what he was truly missing.
All he ever wanted was someone by his side,
A person who would listen to his stories
Someone who would be a shoulder to cry on
Another being to share, laug
reality in the mistwaitiing in the darkroom, please open up your eyesreality in the mist10 years ago in Open More Like This
please look past the crying, please look past the lies
i cant take this anymore, ive hurt so many times
and layed awaking just staring, writing down endless lines
a song to end my suffering, a note for freedoms sake
but everything is pointless, everythings so fake
i cant go on like this again, seeing you cry alone
i look at what ive done to you, cant belive how much ive done
im only a child, but where has my playtime gone?
i stripped your soul til you were naked, then danced upon your wrongs
and id take back all those words, but i cant remember how
the only memories i have, is seeing you numb right now
suffering in innocence, i cradled all your secrets
promised that id be there forever, promised that id keep them
i cant take this, i cant hurt you anymore
your just another toy, that ill disown and throw on the floor
please show me how to care, please someone out there save me
i cant cry anymore, theres to many tears that i ha
Minecraft - A New Life -3-The Minecraft BibleMinecraft - A New Life -3-4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I. In the beginning, there was nothing. No sun, no moon, no land. God saw this nothing and felt sad. So with Her craft of paper dolls, She created the world you see before you; above you; beneath you. She made several worlds, each one different and unique. This made God bored.
II. After creating the world, God knew to make livestock. Chickens, cows, sheep and pigs, all in Her beautiful style of symmetry and uniform squares. They grazed the land She created with a light skip of joy in their hearts. This made God happy.
III. Seeing the happiness of the livestock, God then created Man. One man for each world She had to prevent hatrid and war. This man had the knowledge of crafting as She did, but only how to build from what She had given him. However, the man became greedy and destructive, digging and building forever. Slaughtering chickens for their feathers and cows for their skin. This made God angry.
IV. Knowing what to do, God made the night. God crafted
Then Came a LionThen came a lion.Then Came a Lion3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The lion strode forward, his pace proud and true. Everywhere his pads touched the ground, his paws seemed to set it ablaze with energy and new life. It bowed its head sorrowfully at the sight of the dead, gray land. After a moment of silence, the eery quiet was broken by a low rumble. The growl seemed to shake the ground.
All the inhabitants of the dry, ashy world took notice. Some cowered where they stood, others tried to ignore it, they hated the sound. To a few, it sounded like blessed, terrifying music. Suddenly, the sound stopped. for a split second all was still yet buzzed with a new-found hope.
Then came a roar.
The large shout to shatter silence. One to end noise.
Fire rode the shock waves, bright and true. This flame seemed backwards- it didn't destroy. It rebuilt. The fire burned the ashes and dry bones, but left green grass and life! The fire was all-consuming yet all healing. Bright gr
this me+you.thingIt's fthis me+you.thing7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
[Falling deep in a nightmare of sleep]
UnbelievableUnbelievable you are.Unbelievable5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Daring to cross over my heart?
I guess I should have foreseen it
Frankly Im not surprised I have to admit it.
Sometimes I cry I think of you and I just cry.
My heart is aching, she is slowly breaking,
But she cant hate you .
No not you.
Of all people, its ironic that you where the one who killed her.
She loved you so much, even tried to mute everything.
Logic, friends, family just for you.
And yet You
Drowned her to death from the tears
Suffocated her to death from all the fears
You even blinded her and took her into the darkness.
I lost her I know.
But Im trying to bring her back, I was that close to saver her.
You just couldnt let that happen.
You had to come and hurt her again
Just hearing your voice, her beat was racing
She even glowed.
I dont think I can forgive you. Not like her .
But in tim
Reg's Bad Day Pt.3Reg's Bad Day Pt.33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Reg woke a few hours later with his face pressed into a dark brown leather coat that smelled of Ivory soap. The IV was detached and empty. He felt the wrinkles ironed into his cheek and rubbed at them. They'd go away in time for the show. At least he thought they would. What time was it, anyway? He reached for his phone, remembering that he needed to check for messages from Lisa.
He patted the pocket where he always kept it. Gone. What? Oh right. It was broken. Slowly, the events of the morning unwound in his memory. He sat there and wanted to sink deeper and deeper into the couch, which was not as comfortable as it had been when he was drugged. He needed to get going.
A gentle knock on the door preceded Prue. "Hey, Reg. Matt told me to check on you. Feeling any better? Is there anything I can do?" She sat next to him and gave him a reassuring squeeze on the arm.
"Yeah." Reg's voice came out in a rattling croak. He made what he was sure was a startled face and wat
The Girl With No NameThe Girl With No Name10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As I wander intently
through the vast fields of life,
and such wonder of concepts
as pain, fear, and strife,
I think to myself,
'What a wonderful time
to brush all cares off shoulder
and make up a rhyme.'
For a damsel of godesses,
a muse of the art,
has sparked my excitement,
and awed me with smarts.
Wielding a feather pen
with magical ink,
injecting into me
the power to think,
she stands in the corner
with glowing green eyes,
hiding in darkness,
but writing of skies.
She captures us steadfast,
but aspires no fame,
the gaurdian of honesty,
the girl with no name.
ProfanityTo live without profanity is to die from dull insanity.Profanity6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Reg's Bad Day Pt.1Reg's Bad Day Pt.13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Reg's alarm went off at 5:00 AM in whatever time-zone it was. Not that it mattered too much. It was going to be too early no matter where in the world it was. It was a given about waking up. Always too early. No matter what. The sound screeched in his head and he wondered, not for the last time, why a guy like him, with such sensitive ears, didn't have a more gentle wake-up noise. He knew the truth. If it wasn't annoying, it wouldn't be enough.
He turned it off and sat up, squinting at the window and the little stripe of very early light between the curtains. The temptation was to go look outside and figure out where, exactly, he was. But it wouldn't make a difference. It wasn't like he would be able to see that far anyway. First things first.
He didn't bother to turn on the bathroom light. It would have been useless. So he felt across the counter to the box that held the little packs of fresh contact lenses. Empty.
This called for lights!
He flipped the sw
All is fire, in Passion's KilnAll is fire, in Passion's Kiln5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All is fire, in passion's kiln; whilst drying my green lumber
From felling too now, she the sawmill hungers
Debarking my soul, to take its control
Extracting my core, to taste its furor
All is fire, in passion's kiln; whilst baking my malted barley
The grains from which soon whiskey pour
Brews my nectar, as her sheath takes its sword
Then sprouts my spore, we germinate once more
All is fire, in passion's kiln; whilst fusing my ferrous earth
Her heat bellows with countless a gasp
Smelting my ore, to loosen emotion
Scraping my scrap, to bestow my being's best potion
All is fire, in passion's kiln; whilst firing my potter's clay
Her hands caressed, my now splendid display
Baking my body, to make the changeless change
After tending my senses, with her artistic play
All is fire, in passion's kiln; whilst burning my soon burnt body
Cremated I will lay, just dust today
My parched heart, all but vapor in her mind's cloud
Beatless its beat, howbeit for her it beats
Reg's Bad Day Pt.2Reg's Bad Day Pt.23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ellie Thornton was waiting for them at the back entry of the coliseum. The gates closed behind the car and Reg got out only to meet her unsatisfied gaze. He was grateful when the she took a deep breath and appeared to relax. There was no telling what she had heard about this morning. He hoped she had heard about the allergy thing and would just feel sorry for him. But he remembered that pity wasn't one of Ellie's favorites. Good. At least she was honest. On any other day, he wouldn't have wanted pity. He swallowed again and shaded his eyes against the rising sun and his rising headache.
He was even more grateful when her first questions were directed at Andy and Rix. "Please, please tell me my translator was in error when he told me a Reg Lahey sighting on a major highway caused a six car accident! It was a mistake, right?" She looked from Rix to Andy then back again. "Right?"
Andy looked away. "Not exactly. Reg was sighted and cars did crash."
Ellie was not amuse
To KnowYou will never have her beauty, her grace.To Know2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her voice, her eyes, her face.
You may surpass her skill, but lack her charm.
You'll never know his kiss or feel his arms.
For you aren't her, you can't be, it's true.
He loves her for her.
She is she.
And you are you.
Confessions of a divided soulHes always hurting you Always judging you.Confessions of a divided soul5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Hes not who you think he is
Cant you see you are slowly breaking??
My mind once again tried to warn my sweet little heart, but as always she doesnt want to hear it.
Like a stubborn child, she slowly spoke with a fading voice.
Hes everything He has a way of making me smile.
Without him Im dying, yet with him I can not breathe. You say hes hurting me
He is. By not being near me.
You cant possibly understand what I feel. Love and logic have always been enemies. To you Im a fool, to me Im a hero, a hero of faith and trust. Loving is all I do.
Im small, but Im his. Every piece of me belongs to him. Even broken Im still his.
Its an argument Ive heard over and over again, since he came in our lives. But Ive never interfered. I can not choose, for Im the soul. I ca
Eternal NightEternal Night10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Oh Alice, dear what have you done?
Your skin's as pink as blood
the sky is black with chaos reign
the forest's turned to mud.
The roads are glowing, breaking loose
the grinning cat is king
his woody prison's fallen down
his burning gaze bears sting.
Clocks are spinning, cities burn
the queen of hearts is dead
the catarpillarss gulping shots
the hatter's lost his head.
But slowly Alice walks away,
destruction in her wake
her dress is torn her eyes are shut
aware of whats at stake.
No rain comes to cool the flames
tonight the air is dry
to keep the promise to the girl
that all the the living die.
Almost angelic in all her ways
as jesus victored sin
in places deemed 'insanitly'
so Alice fights the grin.
For cat no longer smiles bright
his power's grown too deep
the people to confuse are dead,
save Alice, who's asleep.
As darkness falls across the sky
we try to understand
we could not stop the girl's demand
the tragic death of wonderland.
Can't you see?Can't you see that I am gay?Can't you see?5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My heart's just not made that way,
I will never be what you want,
My heart longs for a different thought.
Can't you respect my feelings too?
My heart has always been true,
I will never love you that way,
My lonely heart, my soul does pay.
Can't you see that I am unique?
I am not some kind of freak.
I have needs and desires too,
I will never really love you.
Can't you see that I am gay?
My heart's just not made that way,
I will never be what you aspire,
My heart yearns for what I desire!