Katy Perry PoemKaty Perry Poem1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
We are always Waking Up In Vegas
Even though we are Hot N Cold
I may have Kissed A Girl
But I am still your Teenage Dream
I am always Thinking Of You
Because you are a Part Of Me
I am your Firework
And you are my E.T
This all started Last Friday Night
I know now, you will not become The One That Got Away
The same wayThe same way2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The same way
Look at me now
from inside out
you will find your name
written in the list
of the things I crave
at the very least.
If better you look
you may find the book
of all the silent words
my heart never spoke
all the things I'd like to tell you
but I dont have the courage to.
Maybe one day
I will try and I may
finally speak those words
just to say that to me you are the world
how silly that would be
like you dont alrdy know that about me
but I do wish more so every day
that you feel the exact same way
and my heart sits and waits
through time and dates
that it will hear you say
yes you are my sun ray
yes I feel t
CHRISTIANITY AND BUDDHISMBefore you read this article, please be noted that this is a general point of view and should not be taken seriously as the saying “Do not hold your breath on it “ . This point of view is from non-Christians. Any individual who practices other religion are called non-Christians. I think I have set the perimeter for this article and I hope you will understand the point of this article. If there are any contradictions, you are to express it with constructive criticism. Criticisms without factual based references are considered to be none of the importance since it is baseless and it would not proof any significant values. This article is to show why the non-Christians choose to believe their religion and not Christianity. I advised that you do not read this article if you do not have an open mind-set. Without any further delay; the article will bring you, the reader on the quest to understand the mind of a non-Christian.CHRISTIANITY AND BUDDHISM3 months ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
According to my research, I found a web page in t
an universe for youThe echoes of the wise old men resound in my mindan universe for you3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
travelling chords I hang myself up your sweet heart until crying sugar.
Pull it out, pain, pull it out for not to suffer,
spiny notes unleash my rage in a dilemma, "odi et amo."
Composing a rainbow symphony, I dance for you in purple waters.
The bells of heaven ring, opening it with wings made of shooting stars
Silken violins wrap my voice around my finger with staves.
It hurts, my love, it hurts to be your puppet chained to oblivion.
But no, I will not give up today.
I will go through the galaxy at the speed of a meteorite,
I will follow the chorus of my ancestors advising me to fol
un universo por tiun universo por ti3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Los ecos de los sabios ancianos retumban en las paredes de mi mente,
viajando en acordes me cuelgo de tu dulce corazón hasta llorar azúcar.
Arráncamelo, dolor, arráncamelo para no sufrir,
notas espinosas desatan mi rabia en un dilema "odi et amo".
Componiendo una sinfonía arcoiris, te bailo en aguas violetas.
Las campanas del cielo suenan, abriéndolo con alas hechas de estrellas fugaces,
violines de seda envuelven mi voz con pentagramas rodeando mis dedos.
Duele, amor, duele ser tu títere encadenado al olvido.
Pero no, no voy a rendirme hoy.
Voy a travesar la galaxia a la velocidad de un meteorito,
IMAGINE- Devin and HarryIMAGINE- Devin and Harry7 months ago in Profiles More Like This
"Harry! Where are you going, we have to perform tomorrow in London! You cant leave now" Louis yelled following his long time best friend Harry to the airport.
"You don't understand! I have to go, for Devin, for my child" Harry yelled back.
"Louis promise me you wont tell anyone, i have to see them, please just let me do this."
Louis hesitated then nodded. "I promise."
with that Harry got on the quickest private plane to US.
"Mum!" "Mum!" My daughter ran towards me full speed her dark brown curls bouncing long past her shoulders carried in her hands tight was a small old wrinkled photograph.
"What is it darling?" i said. She han
CartashianCartashian2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Our fingers were locked as one, but my grip was loosening our attackers were pulling us apart. "Jark!!!" I screamed as my mouth was bound and a bag was yanked over my head.
Chapter 1 ~ Jessica
I had seen him only once before, but I was mesmerized at my first sight. Now it was the first day of school and as I was closing by locker, he was there, at the locker right beside me. My eyes widened but they softened, seeing his own beautiful brown eyes. "Um excuse me?" I slightly tapped him on the shoulder.
"Oh, hi." He turned, facing me and only at that moment did I realize he was at least a head taller than me
"Hi, uh, what's your na
spirit of hopespirit of hope11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the midst of darkness
i thought i could not escape
comes forth a brilliant light
of blinding luminousity.
its warmth is comforting
and its energy - ethereal;
the life it generates
all my fears dissipate;
strength fills my being
and with courage
i open my eyes
to become aware
that such radiant light
from my very heart
fueled and made shimmering
by my own soul.
spirit of hope
Wind behind HerI was walking in the middle of the night alone when i saw a shadow of a woman. It was calm, no winds came to interrupt our acquaintance. I walked closer but she seems getting away from me. I tried to stop her. I shout but no response. I was about to give up and walk straight home when i heard a familiar voice calling me.Wind behind Her2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
It was the same voice that puts me to a dreamless sleep, the voice filled with so much care.I turned around to see who called but no one besides the woman was there. Now, i was determined to know who she is. I ran towards her, shouting her name. But when I passed her by, cold, caring wind swept up in my cheeks. Tears started
Typical NightThe night is young in my eyesTypical Night2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As I gaze at the stars shining in the sky
They're speaking, talking, saying that it'll be fine
For they know that I'll face the end of the line
I grab my pillow and held it tight
Wishing that you're at the horizon of my sight
This darkness is eating all my spirit that's bright
As the night do its job swallowing the light
The walls started to crack at my gaze
Somebody please lure me to sleep and get me out of this daze
Things started to speak piercing up my mind
I need someone to guide me, help me something to find
The hands of the clock is still turning
My body can't move and i feel like falling
The HuntAn eagle floats through clouds on high,The Hunt4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
His beak open in defiant call,
Proclaiming danger in his fall
When he hears the mouse's cry.
With prey reflected in the great bird's eye,
His talons cast the mouse in thrall
And twinkle with their deadly pall-
He soars once more into the sky;
An eagle triumphant once again
And for the mouse no burial shrouds
But for the tapping of the rain
On the spot where once he'd lain.
And the eagle, caught by sun through clouds,
Sings the song of life and pain.
Flowers and ChocolateFlowers and Chocolate,Flowers and Chocolate4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’ve never received.
So cleverly deceived.
Hope long ago abandoned
When I foolishly let someone in.
The more I waited and waited,
The more it hurt within.
Was my pride.
In a cabin of loneliness
I chose to reside.
Closed up, I’ve never been hurt,
And I am so relieved.
Yet, Flowers and Chocolate,
I’ve never received.
This Is the End."Come on, Jacob, please! Please don't do this!" Cara pleaded with her best friend, tears dripping down her face. She knew she could stop him if she tried hard enough.This Is the End.7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Cara, just let me go. I have no reason to be here anymore. There's nothing left for me." He said, his eyes blank.
She knew she had to stop him. He couldn't take his life because of the bullies.
"Jacob, NO!" She screamed as he stepped over the edge of the building. She fell to her knees, crumpling in on herself. Cara stayed there for what seemed like hours, even after the sirens came and went. She numbly stood up and walked back down the stairs from the roof, dragging her feet
Leave With MeLeave With Me11 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I'm sorry for all that's done and said,
and what's become of you, my friend.
"Leave with me tonight" you say,
but you don't even look my way.
Red roses are left on my bed,
but so many thoughts are left unsaid.
"Leave with me tonight" you say,
but I wake to a whole new day.
At the oak tree you take my hand,
my mind is racing with the plans.
The clock shows midnight I'm sorry to say,
but in my bed I must look the other way.
You tried so hard to ignore my heart,
and because of this we're torn apart.
"Leave with me tonight" you'd said,
but sorry to say, I've made my bed.
"You've made your bed, now lay in it"
The Aspect War - Chapter 1The Aspect War - Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
If you can call this thing of nightmare, a her; dragonscales rippled with a watery sheen and the ever-so slight rise and fall of her breath. Each scale shone as if it were comprise both of darkness and the tiniest slivers of light. It was once said that, to stare at them was to be lost in their shimmer, and for a moment witness destruction spanning thousands of years in a single second. Seeing her was to court madness.
She dreamed. She once roamed the Earth, free and the world trembled. She inspired legends of terrible djinn, fiends from worlds beyond, all were tales of her or her many, many children. She incited madnes
Operation MCRmy 2 Its dark here, except for the stage lights which are blinding when angled in certain ways, even through the artificial mist. The band is silhouetted at times, and colored glowing red, blue, yellow and every color in between. The music played loudly from the speaker towers. I was so close to them and the stage that the sound waves vibrated the floor, my body, the very air around me and everybody present. It was frantic and powerful and exciting. I hollered out the lyrics, singing with the band, and the rest of the crowd. We were not singing as a thousand individual people, no, we were singing as one. The crowd of us was pressed so close, thatOperation MCRmy 211 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Plea Starting 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
ContinuityContinuity2 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???2 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 beautyUnrequited7 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.
white blank pageThe problem.white blank page11 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
Sometimes, I have to rinse my mouth out because of that. I still have their taste on my tongue. Hers and his and yours.
I can't get rid of this and start scratching my tongue with the sharpest words I can find.
Piano Strings. Thorns. Glass. Edges. Fear. Grasp. Coldness. Heart ache. Claws. Saturn. Lemons. Tango Argentino. Summer Camp. Lips. Beer. Razors.
But now the taste is a composition of other peoples' souls and an aeruginous copper coin.
Like tea brewed with sewerage and withered moments. That and 300 grams full of blood.
I try to fight fire with petrol and end up in an uncomfortable faint. Deep in
InvisigirlHello again, Remember me?Invisigirl5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I’m the girl that no one sees.
A wisp that drifts right through the crowd,
Without company or foe.
I’m the girl who barely talks,
The voice that no one hears.
I’m the sound without a name,
That longs to fill your ears.
But quiet I remain,
This voice without a name,
And alone I dwell in silence,
That is…until you came.
Now every part of me,
Just wants to jump and scream,
Your gaze my way to turn,
As my heart relentlessly churns
for the courage to even speak.
But I fear I am too meek.
To even stutter a hello,
I’d be better off below
The ten-foot ice of glacier
Feather DownFeather DownFeather Down8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lofty goals set in stone, a peace that brings stories untold. Unraveled they are, beneath the bosom of Earth, yet as pride be vanquished, so to does Gaia reveal its Garden. Full of spite, full of delight, Our thunder doth wreck its might. Thunder called by ancient horn, and sire to All, that walks the Earth
The Painted Lady? - Part VIIThe Painted Lady? - Part VII2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I wouldn't call her a lady, if you get what I mean.
In the beginning there was the Painted Lady. For Jahnya, it was day in and day out mindless work that she did without question. Someone bleed out at table seven? Jahnya cleaned it. Someone throw up near the bar? Jahnya cleaned it. Someone mistake the wall for a urinal? Jahnya cleaned it. Javoran had droids to do his work for him when he need to get things done, quick, to impress or simply because it was busy and she couldn't keep up with it fast enough to keep it barely passing whatever health code he could bribe to pass. But he didn't want the droids doing the work simply because droids ca