PenniesMy mother is the forestPennies4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My father is the mountain
And me, I'm the mall's seventeen year old fountain.
While hikers make a trek through dangerous terrain
People come to me, flipping in their change
While the Discovery Channel visits to make a documentary
People come over here, their child flipping pennies
Making their wishes, secretly asking for dreams
That they've wanted since before they were teens
But on you, discoveries are forged, memories made
A different outdoorsman changing his life, everyday
Pushing through the trees, pulling through the snow
From the mossy ground up to where nothing can grow
Peaks and summits, they've made a base camp
The air is so humid it makes your whole face damp
When they trudge through the forest, my dear dear mother
They rely on only themselves and each other
And father, when they climb up through the peak at such a high height
They do it without even the slightest bit of fright
But guys, please remember that I'm still here, too
I even still have the pe
Someone elseWhen we try to be ourselves we end up being someone else.Someone else4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Ashes of My HeartThe Ashes of My Heart4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The ash that was once my heart
Flew away in the cold,
And unforgiving wind of reality.
Dancing with its twirls
Leaving a little bit of my heart
Here and there
So I could never recollect it.
All I've got now is a shadow of a soul
And who knows how long I have
Until that disappears in the world
Just like everything else that concerns me-
No one knows
And they never will.
daVinci Society - NOW IT'S YOUR TURN!Did you ever want to take part in your own novel? Did you want to see how your own character idea turned out to do or how a place you designed suddenly became an important part in the history of persons - but without writing yourself?daVinci Society - NOW IT'S YOUR TURN!4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is YOUR chance.
Let me introduce you the
This society is actually a university: the biggest, yet most secret arts university of the entire world. Situated on an island group in the Pacific and financed by a group of art-loving richmen, unknown talents of all styles and ages come to learn and live at the campus for three years.
These are their stories.
The special thing about it is that YOU are the ones to contribute whatever you want, for example:
What should be mentioned
Name of the character (First name and family name):
Teacher or Pupil:
Family (so if he/she is married, brothers and sisters, children, aun
Death of a Queen The Queen of Olomar had always been a stunning beauty, but in death her loveliness was magnified. Her face was white and pristine like a porcelain doll, framed by the golden, perfect tangles of her hair. Her crystal eyes were closed, peaceful, as if dreams, not death, had taken her, and her pink lips were parted, a permanent mold of her calm and final breath. But it was her warmth more than anything that made her so lovely in death, for although life had slipped from her ethereal form, the warmth of her heart remained, and her body could not grow cold.Death of a Queen4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This was the tale that the people of Olomar would tell in the months following, amongst each other and to curious foreigners passing through. In a few years many would actually convince themselves that the tale was true. But no one who had been there would ever be able to forget the horror that was the true death of Queen Emma.
Flames of RealizationFoolish human!?Flames of Realization4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where the fuck have you been?
Can't you tell this world you lived in,
has already burned down to nothing?
So sift through the ashes of the past
And realize that nothing truly last.
And I hope to God you do this fast,
Before you have to face my wrath.
Because I used to be a lot like you.
Ignorant to all these problems too.
Until I saw the good was few,
and this infectious evil grew!
Don't I miss the days of being blind!
Viewing the world as good and kind.
And then you notice the shit you find,
is enough to make you lose your mind!
Now these once peaceful plains,
are consumed by my hateful flame.
I grow tired of your screaming pain.
It's enough to drive me insane.
I have left my ties to humanity severed.
Nothing you say will make that better.
So please stop these screams of terror!
Before I shatter what's left of this mirror!
Scream little fuckHush little baby, dont say a word. There's a beast under your bed, in your closet, in youer head. Hungry, and hideous. A creature, thats a living nightmare. Hush little baby, dont say a word. Never mind that noise you heard. Thats right,cry. Scream while this creature feasts on your flesh> The creature in your closet, under your bed. Is patient, and hungry. So scream little fuck, as it tears you apartScream little fuck4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Spirited Away: The ReturnPrologueSpirited Away: The Return9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The station wagon turned into a curving gravel drive that led to a narrow, two story, brick house and then looped back around and out so that her father wouldn't have to back out of the driveway in the mornings. This was a good idea on the designer's part, Chihiro decided, as her father's driving skills were lacking in some areas. In the arc of the loop was a small flower garden filled with colorful flowering plants, complete with a decorative Buddha statue among the foliage. The gapping smile of the happily obese deity elicited a short giggle from the girl.
"Look, honey, we didn't miss the movers after all," her mother's voice broke into her thoughts and she raised her gaze to the end of the driveway where a large yellow and white van was starting to turn in. "Now, you'll have to move the car into the garage so they can pull all the way up to the door. I don't want them scratching my wood furniture. Chihiro, you're going to have to get out of the way. Come inside and g
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
Bronze JohnBronze John4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's fever season
and the city shutters
its walls and streets,
closes up shops
and drops an awning
over the river.
Pontchartrain is clogged
with yellow flies again
and the soft warning
of women's skirts
disturbs the dust.
Breathing does no good here -
the lungs still sag
in the heat
and skin is soon pocked
by travelers in the dark.
Each brick shifts and protests,
wondering what is wrong
and why no one
is growing old.
Only the doctor moves,
stepping on cracks
like a criminal
in search of miracles
dear best friend.there is something so beautiful about you. i think thats why i love you.dear best friend.6 years ago in Letters More Like This
you give me something to think about, to laugh about, to cry about, to rant about. you let me know that i'm actually living and i have a reason to be smiling at all the silly things i do.
you piss me off. you irritate me to no end. you are so god damn self centered and so arrogant and so god damn adorable i can't begin to tell you how many times i would pull down the stars just to see you smile or to get a god damn kiss or hug.
dear best friend,
please don't leave. ever.
a very devoted me.
Your Suicide LetterAll the doctors and all the pillsYour Suicide Letter4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Just can't cure how it feels
To be broken up so deep inside
That you swear you've already died.
Therapy is just a waste,
It puts your thoughts in a different place.
The promises that have all been said
Are just made up and in your head.
The crying is worthless, the hoping and dreaming.
Because nothing makes sense when your blood is screaming.
The sharp objects, they call to you,
"Make some cuts that are brand new."
The laughter means nothing on the outside,
Because it's from the times you've lied.
This story, however, is the truth; You're too tired to lie.
So tonight you guess this poem is your way to say goodbye.
No one would suspectThat behind the mask I'm cryingNo one would suspect4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But on the outside I'm trying
To pretend that I'm alright
As I'm battling this fight
I dress in long sleeves and jeans
I hide my scars so they can't be seen
No one would suspect
That inside I'm so wrecked
That I feel so empty
'Cause no one's by my side
'Cause I've been a jerk and lied
Just trying to protect myself and hide
So many nights I've cried myself to sleep
Hurting myself wishing the cuts were more deep
How I'm aching inside and out
That I'm filled with so much doubt
That I've hated myself for all these years
That behind the smile I hold back the tears
That in the end I know I've become so weak
That if I told you the truth, you'd think I'm a freak
That I feel like everything's all my fault
That I wish my heart would come to a halt
That I was dead a long time ago
That I'm ready to be sent down below
The Weight of the SunI miss you more than my beating heartThe Weight of the Sun4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just like my arms around you, it was torn part
And I lost the ability to love once more
I need to piece myself together again
But what's the point? If I'll come undone
Again, inconsolable, under the weight of the sun
That's how I feel without you
How I've felt every day, every moment
I've wanted to say "I love you"
For the longest time, before you left
And as I wipe the tears away
I can`t help but become undone
I`m still bleeding, still hurting
I`m still beating, this heart beat every fleeing
I`ve screwed up too many times to count
Too many times, I`ve got too many doubts
I`m broken beyond belief
Trying to find the light of relief
But it's always fading away
I`m still searching to this very day
Into the dark void of emptiness I reside
And in this pain somehow I still decide
To keep waiting for that special one
Who`ll share with me the weight of the sun
Rain Of DarknessRain Of Darkness4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rain of Darkness
Something inside of me...broke
The very core of my soul...snapped
I became surrounded by a numbing cold
I blinked and everything faded to black
When you left me alone-
I felt this eternal betrayal
When you decided to let me go-
The dependance I hid became unstable
The weight on my shoulders collapsed
While the world I once knew- wasted
The bottled up remorse relapsed
I was consumed by hatred
Thou have forsaken
Others will taste my conviction
Hope, itself has been taken
Along with every form of justification
Why am I the one abandoned?
I never took ANYTHING for granted!
Re-fracture and amplify the fragments
AND TELL ME THAT WASN'T YOUR INTENTION?
I'm a fraction of a remnant
And that's an understatement
You knew this would happen
When you took back our salvation
Something deep inside of me...crumbled
The center of my heart...stung
I made even the shadows
I Hate YouI hate you.I Hate You4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate you
For ever sending me
That first message.
I hate you
For acting like you cared
About what I had to say.
I hate you
For making me meet you
I hate you
For making me fall in love.
I hate you
For making me believe
That what you said was true.
I hate you
And your awful habits.
I hate you
For leaving me here alone
To mend my own broken heart.
I hate you
And our stupid disagreements.
I hate you
When you tell me
That you love me,
But I hate you more
When you don't say it at all.
FragmentsI wish to see ourselves outlasting every sweet couple out there thinking that they'll have forever, but they won't. 'Cause forever's only for those who see the truth. And the truth isn't seen by the eyes of those who love. 'Cause they only see what they want to see and not what their eyes can see.Fragments4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I remember telling you that relationships only last because of compromise, but you said no, saying that we would last with having only love and nothing else. I didn't believe in that theory of yours until the end, 'cause those kinds of things only happen in fairy tales; and we're not in one.
It was a good thing though, 'cause you also said that love is a choice, a mere will of forcing yourself to have affections for someone left. And you chose to leave.
Fear of rejection leads to deception. Most of us settle for what's there instead of taking a chance to go for what we really want. Resulting to regret and disappointment. If only you had the balls to face your ego being hurt, t
Broken HorizonBroken Horizon6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sky was made for dreaming
naturally he thought of her
the wind danced playfully
across water serene
an ode to her laughter
in each ripple
lapping gently against
the shores of his heart
here beneath heavens blanket
so near yet so far
tucked in the hollows
of his anguish
the broken horizon
begs the question
is there grace
in your regret?
The Long RoadWalking in a cloud of dust,The Long Road4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The dirt creeps into my lungs
My vision I can no longer trust
And I hear only the wind's lonely song,
Thinking back to the path I chose
Long ago, before the storm had begun.
The Long Road of life,
With all its illusionary turns,
Leads only one way;
In which the ink has already dried
On parchment that will crumble away.
Though there is one out,
The death-march written in stone;
The path of glory, the fabled route,
Without a map,
Leads straight into the heart of scrutiny
A Walk into a future teeming in uncertainty,
Where I wish to go,
Where I'll probably fail,
Joining that dust
Made from the crumbled pages
Of those who failed the crucible.
Have You Ever..?Have you ever seen your parents cry?Have You Ever..?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Have you ever seen the person you look up to fall?
Have you ever seen something you never expected?
Have you ever seen someone lose themselves to their emotions?
Have you ever seen a person die?
Have you, because I have not.
Have you ever thought about your parents crying?
Have you ever thought about what would make them cry?
Have you ever thought about what could hurt them so much?
Have you ever thought about what their tears would mean?
Have you, because I have.
Have you ever thought about being heart broken?
Have you ever thought about being a heart breaker?
Have you ever thought about being hurt?
Have you ever thought about being a hero?
Have you ever thought about being a villain?
Have you, because I have.
Have you ever thought getting hurt was the only way to open up?
Have you ever thought letting go was a good thing?
Have you ever thought going berserk would help you?
Have you ever thought hurting others is the only way to save yourself?
What I Saw on EarthWhat I saw on Earth this nightWhat I Saw on Earth4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Glowing belts of twinkled light
Silence stretched across the sky
Too vast in wonder for human eye
Deep I felt inside my soul
Stirrings from a slumber old
A light now freed, an open door
I pass, I sleep, and live once more
What I heard on Earth that day
Made me long to fall away
The endless crash upon the shore
The cries of freedom as we soar
I am the gull in flight suspended
Alive 'til ocean's sound is ended
I am the distant water's song
A lullaby of all that's gone
What I've learned on Earth of man
Will pass before it's all began
But hidden in final the days
Answers to confused dismay
We are the newborn fallen snow
The springtime sounds of birds below
The gentle word that whispers peace
The final breathe of life's release
What I saw this turn on Earth
Will carry me until rebirth
All that's true, fair and right
Now fills my being: Aglow, alight~