PleaStarting off... Oh here you go AGAIN, again with your stupid declare.Plea2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
No I DON'T wanna hear, I DON'T wanna see, and no I really don't care
About how much you love her, how much you touch her and talk to her instead of me
about why life is so wonderfull and "you are all I see"
So all that I can do is watch your stupid grin
as you fuck the truth outside, and leave the rest within
I know that time will pass until you realize
that all you say is heard, and most of all your lies
Will not be appreciated, but rememberd (yes, by me)
and not by that other one whom is the only one you see
When you walk home fom a hard day, and she's the one you find
ready for Left to embrace her, and for Right to molest my mind
Perhaps I should be thankfull for your thoughts about me
when you jerk off in your room, all alone, although I see
Your uncontious mind, your wicked brain that twitches to the slightest kind
of thoughts, images and jibberish, wich is verry rare to find
I must therefore be privileged to kn
ContinuityContinuity3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To continue moving even when you fall.
When you can't walk or run you will crawl.
Through the pain and suffering you will endure it all.
Once you regain your strength you will again stand tall.
Now you can walk again and not once did you stall.
From walking you begin to run; showing everyone you're in this for the long haul.
Robby is a cat???Typing away at the keyboard, enjoying conversations with random people.Robby is a cat???3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
you can't really see my face...those could be masks that i wear when i submit pix.
i could really just be great with human speech.
i could just be able to understand your humor.
i might not be a 19 year old boy.
im not really human
im a simple cat :3
UnrequitedHer beautyUnrequited8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to passing glance,
of her eyes,
of the smile
not casually given.
Words silently spoken:
of her countenance
the complete mess
this poet is.
All that spills out
my facades undone
by slightest curve
of her lips.
can never be.
12. Insanity12. Insanity12. Insanity2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It can be clawing at your neck,
Or a stream of tears.
It can be a scream of help,
Or a combination of fears.
It can be a written note,
Or it can vanish into air.
However how it varies,
Depends on the care.
Depends on the family,
Depends on the friends.
Which ever way you word it,
They know it will end.
In death, in pills,
In sin, in pain.
In their mind everything
Will just blend to the same.
For you know,
That in your little head.
There is a voice,
A voice that wants you dead.
Whatever it may be,
Or however it manifests.
When you're insane,
The voice will always protests.
-Sorry-I would offer hugs-Sorry-2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but my hugs would have no warmth;
Pixels place upon a screen
that lack a beating heart.
I would say I'm sorry,
but it's naught but empty words;
Pixels placed upon a screen
can't take away the hurt.
Columbian studentsMummy...Johnny brought a gun to schoolColumbian students3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He told his friends that it was cool
And when he pulled the trigger back
It shot with a great crack
Mummy I was a good girl
I did what I was told
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold
But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye
I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry
When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another
And all because he got the gun from his older brother
Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush
And tell my little sister that she is the only one now
And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best
Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest
Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class
And never to forget this and please don't let this pass
Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this
Mummy warn the others, mummy I
loveI love youlove3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Were they true
I love you forever
Forever seems to be
Until another is found
Words spoken so often
Were they true at all
Or empty words
As a lie
Just a game
To past the time away
Till someone else catches your eye
I am sorry
The undo button
Leaving a broken heart behind
Forever they feel the pain
Of careless words
"I love you forever"
We care so little
But we move on
And yet spoken
And promise made
There is always
The undo button
I am sorry
-You left-5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
without a word.
-You blew through me-5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
like zephyrean tendrils
of autumn air.
Warm, carressing whispers
soon hushed by winter frost.
My guard had fallen
from my outstretched branches
like dying petals.
longing again for leaves.
That Home AvenueI was wrong,That Home Avenue9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
about it all,
a fire was burning,
and the bard,
singing his gentle sang,
through and through,
stuck to his wishes,
like a child's home avenue,
so the ashes washed away,
set alight with anew dismay,
was in any way,
anyway to be alive.
So he tried,
he tried to fly and move on,
upon a new state,
that sang a different song,
he remember then,
the people he had left,
but instead of feeling dead,
he accepted what he had never excepted.
I am not colorless,
I am of the rainbow,
not like you but judged heavily,
like you say so,
like you are able to catch this color,
to be smothered by new desire,
but that's impossible sir,
because you must have once been confused for awhile.
Then he moved again,
onto a new place to begin,
twice in one year,
to only feel let down,
because you started safe and sound,
and now you want to die,
you cannot try to fly.
Taking a knife to your wrist,
eliminating the chance of the true kiss,
he met someone new,
familyF...fatherfamily2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Mutual BetrayalMutual Betrayal1 year ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
As she closed her eyes and let out the slightest hint of a sigh, a pair of arms encircled her, but not the arms of the man she was engaged to. They were leaner, longer, and larger with muscle. His body towered, his breath hot in her ear...but he was gentle.
Her head fell back to rest on his shoulder. He bent to kiss the curve of her neck, holding her closer and rocking them.
They swayed slow and soft, hands together and fingers intertwined.
"I missed you."
They said together...
Fast Ship S.S. AquaLocation Name: Fast Ship S.S. AquaFast Ship S.S. Aqua1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Developed by Humans: Yes
Permanent Human Occupation: Partially
Notable Features: None
Special Moniker: None
The Fast Ship S.S. Aqua is a luxury liner that travels regularly between the ports at Olivine City and Vermilion City and is thus one of several direct methods of transport between the Kanto and Johto regions. There isn't much to say about the ship in regards to Pokemon, but the many trainers scattered across the ship can still provide a decent amount of cash to those looking to score a bit of money and plenty of experience for younger Pokemon that need some training before they can face a truly difficult opponent in battle. The Fast Ship S.S. Aqua might not be as glorious as ships like the S.S. Anne, but at the very least it is an affordable trip that most people can have fun in even if they don't actually battle a whole lot.
Pokemon found here: None
Thalia's Key Thalia laid in the grass by the pond, under the willow tree, and breathed in the intoxicating smells of summer. It had been two week's since school had ended, and Thalia was loving every moment she didn't have to spend in a small, stuffy classroom. She sighed blissfully, taking in another breath of the fresh, outdoor air. The lazy evenings were the part of summer she enjoyed the most, because it was a time she could daydream freely, without the risk of being nagged by irritable math teachers. With her cat curled up on her chest and purring, she pet him and watched the dragonflies languidly as they skimmed the water. Her eyelids grew heavy, and she grew sleepy.....so sleepy...Thalia's Key1 year ago in Settings More Like This
But what was that? An object glimmered in the corner of her eye. It had caught Thalia's attention. She nudged her cat off her chest, and sat up. There, in the tall reeds and cattails that surrounded the pond, was the unknown object. Her curiosity overpowe
Silver BulletShe knew how to get his motor runningSilver Bullet1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Sunshine revved him up, got his blood so hot
She was a flirt, a sweet little tease
Living life on the edge, a little over the top
He was wanted, on the run for his life
A crazy gleam in his eye, he lived by the knife
Always pushing his luck and looking for more
Trying to stay one step ahead of the law.
He said Heaven kicked me out, Hell won't let me in
Bad to the bone, in search of the ultimate sin
All your worst nightmares rolled into one
Raising hell just for fun
You can beg and scream and plead
I'll cut you just to see you bleed
Take my pleasure from your pain
Feeding on your fear makes the high insane!
Evil and wild, I'm Satan's child, I ain't got no limits
Like a rabid dog, try n put me down, they gonna need a silver bullet.
On the run for the things he's done
But he ain't losing sleep
Got no conscience, feels no remorse
You better stay clear cos he's playing for keeps
Now he's sitting in the dark but he's flying like a ki
HowHow did something so goodHow1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
End up so unexplainably?
How can you survive without me?
I wonder if you´re still smiling
The way you did, when we were together
Noone can make you feel like I do
That, I know better
Then howcome we ain´t together?
You told me I act too girly, but what do you know?
Should I confess you´ve changed my world?
My heart races when the phone rings late at night
And my waist misses your touch and yourself
By my side
The way we cuddled and the way we would fall asleep
How can it be?
Surviving without you..you´re living without me
As the sun sets, do you think of me?
Cause I do think of you, everytime it rains
The memories seem to numb the silly pain
You´re like a drug
You sure are no good
But still..I don´t want to free myself from you
A Sea Over MountainsWhat must it beA Sea Over Mountains1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A billion years
To watch as stars
Are born from clouds of dust
And see their light flood the black
To watch as planets
Are formed from rings of debris
Caught in an endless cosmic dance
Around the stars
To see the planets destroyed
And destroyed again
Always to reform
Like a pheonix from the ashes
To stand on the floor of a future ocean
To stroll the vallies
And ascend the hills
And remain after the waters come
To stare up through the currents
To the birds circling overhead
Up through the waves
Of a sea over mountains
Pikmin: The New JourneyPikmin: The New JourneyPikmin: The New Journey1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter 1: DistreS.S. Dolphin
The glare of the distant Hocotatian sun shined as harsh as ever, when a Red-and-white streak dashed across the sky. The S.S. Angel swooped in for a landing, smoke filled with blue-and-purple fire spreading in a ring around Hocotate Freight. The ship rotated around, to face the President, while Olimar and Louie hopped out.
"Oh, it's great to see you!" The President shouted with delight, "Do you have the cargo?"
"Mr. President, sir, we have retrieved the 10,000 Pokos to repay our debt, with the help of Olimar, Louie, and the Pikmin! It is all in my cargo hold, and we can ship it out as soon as necessary!" The ship replied.
"Oh, that's wonderful!" After a few moments, he noticed Olimar's disappointment and continued, "What has you down on such a fine day, Captain Olimar?"
"It would seem that he is disappointed about the S.S. Dolphin. If I remember correctly, the 10,100 Pokos was only part of the debt,
Chapter fivetenDiennstagChapter fiveten2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Morgen 7 uhr.
Irgendwo im nirgendwo. Also im wald bei einem Altenheim.
"hey kleiner! komm her." herr arnold rief mich.
"ja herr arnold?" Ich sah ihn an.
"raum 231 muss gewickelt werden. Die arme Frau versinkt förmlich in ihren eugenem Dreck."
Ich nickte und ging weg.
Raum 231 war eine nette alte Dame.
Seit dem ich hier Arbeite liegt sie hier.
Ich bin 21 hab mit 17 meine Lehre hier angefangen.
Ich seh jeden Tag menschen Sterben, was mich nicht mehr Berührt.
"na Anna gehts dir gut?" ich sah sie Liebevoll an.
"och es geht, wäre ich nicht hingefallen könnt ich ja selbst auf toilette, aber meine Beine wollen nicht so recht. Die junge Dame hat mir Gestern eine Windel angezogen, ich will das nicht das weist du. Ich fühl mich immer dan so schlecht und erniedrigt" Anna sah mich leidvoll an.
"sie können ja nichts dafür, weist du ich hab heute nur 4 Leute um die ich mich Kümmere, und da machen wir es so das du einfach nach mir rufst wen du denkst
Avatar OC: XatamName: Xatam SaroAvatar OC: Xatam2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Nickname: White Flash
Age: 18 years old
Eyes: light blue
Height: 1,95 meter
Weight: 200 lbs
Occupation: leader of the Extremists, mechanical engineer.
Residence: Extremist Island
Appearance: Xatam has messy white hair which he never attends to. his light blue eyes are so light they sometimes appear to be white and empty. his skin is very pale, almost as white as his hair. Xatam has a lightning shaped scar on both sides of his neck and two larger ones on his back on both right and left side, going down from the shoulders and stopping right before the waist. Xatam usually dresses in white and black clothing; a white shirt, black and white pants, an open black jacket. he usually wears steel boots and wrist bands, along with white gloves.
Personality: Xatam is usually calm and friendly. he's a good listener and likes to help people with their problems. even though he has been kicked out of the normal society, Xatam doesn't hate t
Life Is Like The Night SkyLife is the like the night sky.Life Is Like The Night Sky2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
You will meet innumerable people; just like there are stars in the sky.
You will meet people that shine bright, and people who fade into the obscurity of the numerous.
You will meet people who you can find just by lifting your head, and you will meet people who you will never see again; or never find no matter how long you look.
You will meet people who; like shooting stars, can make all your wishes come true, and you will meet people who may shine bright but have died inside long ago.
You will meet a single person in this life who won't always be there; could be a month at a time, who when is there shines so bright they light up your entire night sky, and you can always expect them to do so; even if it is a month at a time - there's only one moon in this life, don't think there isn't one, sometimes you just have to wait
First bloodThe white knight and his inner circular where not always mad you must know, see, for they began as nothing more than a troupe of clowns truly unaware of the game in which they would be key to playing part within. They had met with fools, not Gods, ghosts, devils nor kings or egos, as far as they were aware, they remembered nothing of old Waru until the advent of chapter three.First blood1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
They were content with mischief without purpose, for they knew no better in many regards, they had their close knit grouping, a surreal friendship of the lesser mad.
But the jester's road of events led to something far deeper, murkier, a suckling scum within the underbelly of creation when the first true king appeared they fought, clashed both u
Bedroom DaysWhen the storm becomes too violentBedroom Days1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And parents cannot seem to understand,
Whether or not they are Heaven sent,
That nothing is better than being able to stand
And feel the rain drops fall over my face-
I am locked in my tower,
My favorite and safest place,
Until no longer is it the storm's hour-
Such is the story of a bedroom day.
When solitude is my only survival
And all I wish to do is silently lay
Away from a world too demanding and wild
For my thoughts and taste-
It is really just as well I guess,
To be contained within my quietest place;
Words and actions could use a day's rest-
I lock the door and swallow the key
So that none can bother me on this bedroom day.
When I must hide, wondering why no one will let me be
Or when I hate all and everything they say;
When I am angry at everything but my room
And despise everyone but myself-
I conceal myself within my temporary tomb,
My sanctuary and selfish wealth-
No one seems to understand I want to be alone.
I cannot listen to them anymo