Outside Of This PlaceI feel like we are drifting apart, and I'm not even sure I care.Outside Of This Place5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Decree AbsoluteWe married.Decree Absolute3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Out For The CountCalm before math homework.Out For The Count3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Feathering Your NestSold my homing pigeons.Feathering Your Nest3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Die deutsche Passion english translationDie deutsche Passion english translation3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
by Uwe Lammler
We live in tribes, where strife and envy
From the edge of history cries out for fratricide
We dream in forests with dense foliage,
In the fog and below the silence of the Rauhnacht,
We reign in legends, sung from far away,
Noone penetrates in the glow of our Sun Fire
And lately became a name our taint and reward
But even our becoming was always passion.
The wall of the Romans cut through our land,
The West and the South supported the enemy
And bought from outside with good profit
Amber and various household items made of tin,
But even the tamed in the Roman state,
Thought about renunciation and vile treachery,
Wakes up in the Cherusci the old teutonic spirit,
Varus will become the victim of the German passion.
Who doesn´t avoid horror, should be warned,
Death won´t be longer a suffering, the death will be passion,
Who stays close to the source, who gives birth to life,
Laughs at the fools who adorn shamefully themselves,
Barbar, which was meant a
Who We Will Be It was in her bathroomWho We Will Be3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that I fell into myself
and found I was not
the only one there
two pink lines that say
my future will be delivered
in a hospital bed
with me screaming as I'm sure
so many others have done
A few nights before we lay still
both naked in every way and I
laughed. You ran your hand over me
"I feel like Adam and Eve" I said.
"Why is that?"
"I am not ashamed to be like this with you
in front of God."
So He gave me a gift that I will
learn to appreciate. When I
pulled the plastic bag out of my
pocket and showed you what we had done
"I'm not going to abandon you."
Even if I never believed anyone before.
Rain, my shelterRain, my shelter3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I love it, everybody else hate it
The sound of raindrops scrambling against my window calm me down
In the rain
I can hide under a blanket
With Me, a pen and a notebook
And just write till my fingers hurt
I can hide from the world
Under a coat so no one can see me
But the best is
In the rain
I can cry
Without anybody noticing
Stripped of SecurityIt all beganStripped of Security6 years ago in Teen More Like This
with a simple man,
who fell for the girl
with a necklace of pearl.
(I just want to feel you, so I know that you are real.)
You stole my heart from the very beginning; before you said a word, looked into my eyes, or even smiled. I was in love with you before i even knew your name or anything about you. Now i know more than I ever wanted to know about you and hate you for that very fact. (I wish we could have put us on pause and enjoyed what we had. Now we have nothing and I regret ever looking your way.)
I sit here with my stomach tied in knots and chills rushing down my spine from thoughts of you; not because you make me nervous, or shy, or make me blush, but because you make me sick. I feel like the breath has been knocked out of me and I can't get it back. (You knocked me out and I've yet to regain consciousness.)
Mental Illness UntreatedFeel like crying, feel like dying,Mental Illness Untreated11 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Don't know whats come over me.
Always spinning, never winning,
Need to stop, can no one see?
No one hearing, no one seeing,
Someone stop and hear my plea!
No one helped me, no one saw me,
Spinning stopped, do you miss me?
Craving YouI woke up craving you this morning.Craving You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is that weird?
I rolled over and the light hit my face
and for a moment I wished it was your lips
soft, kissing my cheek instead of the sun.
I reached for a moment, for your hand,
to intertwine my fingers between yours
it seemed as though I'd be reaching forever.
I woke up longing for your touch,
for your hands, gentle,
tracing down my spine.
I imagined you stroking my hair,
leaning down to whisper "good morning beautiful"
and I swear I could feel your breath on my ear.
I moved my legs, searching for yours
so we could play footsies
underneath the sheets, our sheets.
I woke up craving you this morning.
What a lonely morning it turned out to be,
when I opened my eyes and you weren't next to me.
Home Is Where the Heart IsThey say home is where the heart is. But what if you do not know where home is? Or rather what if home is more of a prison than an escape? I find myself sitting at home, wanting nothing more than to just leave; take flight to some other place far away; somewhere else to call my "home." I cannot stand all the lies and excuses I am given here; cannot stand that I am still treated like a little boy. I feel so rejected, stepped upon, thrown to side like I don't even matter. I cannot even be myself here; I have to be someone I am not, hiding all my deepest, darkest secrets. For if I were to let even one of these fallacious habits of mine escape into the open, I would not even have to worry about my home anymore, for it would surely no longer be here. I may just be here for the summer break, but when and how does a summer break turn into nothing more than simply a period of time I wish to go by quickly in order for me to go back to people I care about, doing things I love, and where I can beHome Is Where the Heart Is6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Caged BirdA bird.A Caged Bird3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In a cage of steel bars.
She can't break out.
She can't fly away.
As if her wings were clipped.
She longs to soar.
She longs to be free.
Only one person holds the key.
The key to that little bird's cage.
They'll never give it to her.
Not while they're having so much fun
Watching her inside that prison.
The one they devised especially for her
Through empty promises
And false hopes
That one day, they'll let her out.
The bird trusted her keeper.
Her keeper used that trust.
Again and again.
If she ever wants the key
She'll have to take it from them.
Or by force.
One day, I hope that little bird will have the strength to fly again.
End RemembranceEnd Remembrance3 years ago in Historical More Like This
Remembrance Day originates at the end of World War I. The idea is to honor those who died in the line of duty, defending their country from enemies. For all its pompous words and fancy granite memorials littered with colorful flower bouquets, Remembrance Day and others like it have failed miserably in achieving this goal.
I've often been criticized as having no respect, and that can be an impediment when discussing certain topics. However, I am often in luck – hypocrisy deserves no respect. What changed as a result of the enormous sacrifice of those who died in WW1? As the first bombs of WW2 fell just two decades later, millions once again obediently lined up under various pieces of colored cloths to slaughter and be slaughtered. It became obvious that absolutely nothing had changed, and that the millions of WW1 had died in vain.
Most would agree that all that lip service paid to the sacrifice between the two world wars wasn't good enough. To truly honor their sacrifice would be
Jelous!America X Reader X CanadaJelous!America X Reader X Canada3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You and America went to the world meeting together. You were a new country and you befriended America very easy. It was your first time going to the world meeting, of course you had meet many countries before, but not all of them. When you and America entered the meeting room, many countries were already there, England and France argued over something, Italy begged Germany to eat pasta after the meeting and Antonia teasing Romano. You just saw someone all alone by himself, you feel bad about him, none deserves to stay alone. When you turned around you saw that America went to England, and like usual England just wanted to hit him upside the head. You went to the lonely country and sat next to him.
"Hey there!" you said to him, making him jump in his chair.
"Y-You're talking to me?" he asked, a little shy, huh? He had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He seemed familiar and then it hit you. This is Americas brother. You remembered that America said one time that he had a brother, but he
Because I am addicted to youBecause I am addicted to you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart still beats like yours
I still remember that day
The pavements were wet
But there was no October rain.
You kept my soul between your paper-cuts
And took my kisses born in June
My soul is safe between your flesh
All of 27 grams belong to you.
And I pulled your shirt to my body
I found your lips on mine
Your fingers were in my hair
Your eyes whispered: "Forever thine".
The sheets were crumpling under us
I felt the weight of your body on me
You know my touches were begging:
"Honey,don't ever leave!"
You love me.
And make me smile.Everyday.
I didn't a thing.
You're here now,you chose to stay.
They tell me :
"This is not the way you should live"
But I have you for my own,
You're the brand upon my skin.
Inside Every Fat WomanAnd one day there was a mass breakout of thin women.Inside Every Fat Woman8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In shops, on street corners,
Yes it was hard work, but no pain no gain.
Skirts were shorter, tops were tighter,
Nights were longer, voices were louder,
Men were shallower, but more frequent.
Confident? Yes, but
What had they done with my fat friends?
These werent the same women.
They talked of my friends as jailers,
Jailers who were fat, and nothing else, keeping them at bay.
My friends were never smug,
They were never loud or abrasive,
They didnt believe that looks were all and,
Most important, they never put me down.
A couple of months of rigid dieting will soon put you right.
You know what they say:
Inside every fat woman is a thin woman trying to get out.
Their most attractive features
(Their hearts, their souls, their loyalty) had gone, and yet
They were better liked, by some.
I cant believe one of those skinny bitches is trying to get out of me.
Im fat, and good, and kind, and si
The Big WorldTitle: The Big WorldThe Big World6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pairing: Edward Scissorhands/Willy Wonka
Summary: This was my birthday present from my husband and it was so awesome I decided to share it with all of you. Special thanks to Hellsingfanchick for helping him with this!
The sun was setting upon suburbia. As it did, the nightly rituals of television, bowling, gossip, and meatloaf were taking place. Children rode their bikes into garages, racing their fathers home from work. Mothers worked over ovens or microwaves for TV dinners. Mindless sitcoms ruled the airwaves as American families surrounded the television. 2% milk was chugged down out of soap stained glasses; silverware scrapped plates, shoving pieces of meat into the last remaining blob of sauce.
This was an all-American suburb. Men were either too fat or too skinny; women were glued to their phones and their stories. A nameles
RememberWhen I said I loved you? Yeah, I meant it.Remember5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You fill your lungs up with expired breath and your mind with pointless thoughts. Your eyes look at me filled with regret and a slight hint of remorse. You showed me what it really felt like to be alive. (And made me wish that I couldn't)
Imagine-6ws"What now?"Imagine-6ws5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Hopesmind inspires wordsHopes6 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
pen puts words to paper
paper changes lives
RiddleCouldn't marry himself.Riddle3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Married his brother.
The Power of Broccoli"Six foot..."The Power of Broccoli4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This