Ghosts of Youghosts of you are everywhere;Ghosts of You3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
remInding me, alwayS There.
i dIdn't mean to say goodbye;
was just afraid to ask you why:
why you bLushed and why you sighed;
we didn't rushthat's why we died.
the gLow faded, our Love fought;
i wish i'd knOwn what you thought.
i neVer knEw what You wanted;
nOw i'm stuck with being haUnted.
I am PerfectI am yellow,I am Perfect1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I am blue,
I am you.
I am red,
I am purple,
I am something new.
I am orange,
I am green,
I am thee.
I am the colors of the rainbow,
I am living life itself,
I am me.
BallerinaTumbling through the sky toward a summit uncertainBallerina7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
My nights are alight with a flourishing flicker
That burns in my bones with an ache I can't hide
Desire that damns me down to ashes unsigned
And it can't be right, but it can't be wrong
So I twirl on the tips of my toes like I'm told
While casting my head back to scream at the cold
Spinning faster and swifter with each star that descends
Defying the wheels of roulette that forget
That I always win out in the end.
Death Battle: Luffy vs. PopeyeDeath Battle: Luffy vs. Popeye1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ray: Alright, the combatants are set. Let’s settle this debate once and for all.
Steel: It’s time for a DEATH BATTLE!!!
All was calm as a massive galleon cruised across the ocean's surface, its lion-head bowsprit and straw-hat wearing Jolly Roger noticeable anywhere. From its deck, one could hear merry music from a fiddle, and the members of the crew either singing or dancing along to it.
Joining them in the festivities was the captain of this ship known to all as "Thousand Sunny". That captain was none other than the famed Straw-Hat Luffy.
The song came to an end and the skeletal fiddler took a bow, his art complete. If he had a proper face, he would have smiled at the cheers.
“WOW!” Luffy said with a broad smile, “Play it again!”
Yet as the crew celebrated, a simple-looking steamboat was coming across their path up ahead. At first, the crew paid no mind to it. That all changed because, just when the skeleton
Ultimate Showdown Song ParodyThe Ultimate Battle of League of Legends Champions Song ParodyUltimate Showdown Song Parody4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Parody of The Ultimate Showdown of the Ultimate Destiny
By Zach Melmet
Fed chogath was feasting about
The league like it was an in-n-out
When suddenly hiemerdinger burst from the shade
And hit chogath with a cussion grenade
Chogath got pissed and began to scream
But got distracted by nidalee
Who proceeded to pounce him in cougar stance
When sona came and made them all dance
And sona started singing a cool beat
When she got hit by evelynns feet
But before Evelyn could shadow walk away
Amumu hugged her asked to stay
But amumu started crying from all of his fears
And drowned Evelyn in all of his tears
Then he became sad and ran away
But tf ulted in the way
This is the ultimate battle
Of league of legends champions
Silences stuns and spell casting
As far as the fog of war
And only 1 can beat all
And take home all the winnings
This is the ultimate battle
Of league of legends champions
Chogath ate all of twisted fate
The Internet is Not To Be TrustedI knew this dudeThe Internet is Not To Be Trusted8 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Who met a girl
On the internet,
On the internet.
They fell in love,
With each other’s Lol Account.
Her name was sexybabe…
She loved anime
The perfect girl.
Too good to be true.
And they were happy.
That is until
He found out that she
Was a dude from Norway.
my grandmother had a blanket of galaxiesmy grandmother once told me that if i gathered allmy grandmother had a blanket of galaxies11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the stars in the midnight sky, i could sew them into
a giant blanket of galaxies for lovers to make wishes on.
this is what you do with your hands:
learn the same language my grandmother did all those
years prior to this moment of steam and shake.
come daybreak, we collapse into each other with the
sort of stumbling that my grandmother warned me of.
foolish hands know no boundaries, she would say.
thank God that i am boundless, finding you with probing fingers,
your shoulders a make-shift ladder i climbed to catch
just an inkling of heaven on the tip of my tongue.
if every i love you we whispered
into the gentle morning's ear
brought us closer together,
we would become each other.
folding until we are one:
nothing but a crease of constellations
on my grandmother's blanket.
Final Fantasy Afterstory 12Final Fantasy Afterstory 123 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lightning could see the sun setting in the distance, its faint light still causing Cocoon to sparkle, a sight she couldn't see from her home. Although the base of the pillar was now many hundreds of miles away, she felt that if she could keep that in her eye line, Vanille and Fang would be helping her on her journey. By now she'd developed quite a rhythm from her walking game, although it was now becoming repetitive and dull, besides she now had the more pressing issue of where to sleep, all she had was fire making equipment, no tent. "I should have thought this through a little more..." she muttered to herself. She knew that several miles ahead, there was a network of caves she could hide out in, but it would take an hour or so to reach, by then it would be dark. "Stupid Snow." She muttered as if blaming him for her own recklessness. "I wonder..." she muttered as she turned her head slightly to look back, "No!" she stopped herself, "Why does it matter?" she tried to convinc
Ready to DieReady to Die3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fear consumed me. My body froze, every particle of blood solidifying into ice. It was as if every bit of oxygen had been torn away from me and I was left with nothing but empty lungs. Goose bumps rose on my skin, which was covered by nothing but an old, unfitted, dirty ragged dress. I couldn't feel the pain that had throbbed from the graze on my knee any more; nor could I feel the blood trickle down my leg. All I could sense was the bitterly cold air, and how the frozen moisture reached out its long icy fingers to kiss my bare skin. Sweat broke out on my forehead, immediately turning into beads of ice. The frost on the trees glinted in what little sunlight broke through the canopy of leaves. I would have thought the scenery was the most breath-taking sight - if it wasn't for the figure that was the root of the threads of fear that pierced and sowed through the core of my body. I heard the satisfied growl from behind me, but I stood motionless, unable to move. I heard footsteps behind m
The WolfBones crackling over skin.The Wolf3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mournful optimist after a mercy killing.
The living dead scream sweet sorrow.
Idiotic Wisdom betrays an open secret.
Blood flooding the streets.
Cruel happiness makes for sweet pain.
The killer staring at the moon with yellow eyes.
FearFalse afflictionsFear3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
running sharply from your tongue
embracing my aching heart
crushing it to dust
Evidence you created
emerging from your mouth
tears rolling down the valleys of your face
brow furrowed in desperate screaming
Appearing for all the world
as the victim of self satisfaction
your rage making almost truths
from disconnected incidents
Real world affections
rolling out of me and over you
like raindrops in the ocean.
BackThe cracks in the sidewalkBack10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Led me to a sacred place
In the back of my mind
Where old thoughts reside.
A gentle glow
From a time not so
When I still made you smile.
All that is gone,
And now I know
I expected too much
From fragile grounds.
Present times have shown me,
We cannot look to another
And presume that person
To be better than we can ourselves be.
Brought out the worst in me,
And no one deserves
That all the time.
No longer the holder
Of my heart,
You are released from the burden
I always was to you.
No anger in my thoughts,
No contempt in my heart.
Please, just let this be,
And enjoy a life free … of me.
Copyright © 2014 by Tonya Amos
DogstarI’m not one for writing hate-mail,Dogstar1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
But I’m going to go postal
If one more person asks me
What I’m doing with my life.
I have aces and eights emblazed on my chest.
I have never worn a vest,
But if I did,
That’s where I would keep my cards.
Go ahead and tell me again
How smart I am,
How I can do anything.
That’s precisely the problem.
The reason I’ve spent two semesters at community college,
And changed my major four fucking times.
Ask me again,
Don’t you like math?
I’ll tell you again,
Yeah, I do, sometimes.
Know what else I like sometimes?
English, science, art, music, silence, business, pleasure, pain, the rain, the sun, the moon, the earth, helping people, hurting people, Buddhism, BDSM, feminism, comic books, poetry, punk rock, rock climbing, roller coasters, rocket science, astronomy, amateur phlebotomy, philosophy, psychology, psychopathy, serenity, cigarettes, chaos theory, coffee, canis vulpis, and carnivorous plants.
Things A Guy Will Leave Out Of Love Poems10 Things a Guy Thinks around His Crush but Will Leave out of Love PoemsThings A Guy Will Leave Out Of Love Poems1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My girl is kind of like a unicorn…
‘cause I have the problem of getting so socially awkward around girls
That I scare them as if I was the grudge
Or a mummy
Or a vampire (oh…wait)
This girl is cuter than a panda bear…
And Running through my head is a list of things
That I think around her but probably shouldn't
Things that I couldn’t possibly say to her face
But have no problem telling a bunch of strangers:
Why are you single?
Why are you not single?
You’re not asking her out right now
Don’t shit your pants.
I just shit my pants.
That’s a lovely pair of….
Maybe if I write her a poem,
She’ll fall in love with me.
What’s her name again?
Is she looking at me?
She’s looking at me.
Oh my God, she’s looking at me…
She’s looking at me
She’s talking to th
I LoveI want to beI Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the centre of the forest, surrounded
by the sounds and the colours,
the sunlight coming in
green and blue,
bright, warm and cheerful.
I want to watch the fire dance
in your eyes,
kiss you under the infinite
Sing, and laugh, fall asleep
in your arms.
Scream my joys out into the abyss.
Look out on shining cities
from fourteen stories up,
see the lights twinkle
To sleep late in the mornings, watching the sun
filter in through the curtains
then get up
and explore every corner of this world
with you always there,
close to me.
Read my lips:
the quiet smile that hides
all my excitement.
I wish to taste fresh strawberries
at five A.M. in midsummer,
and the stinging cold ocean water
on my skin.
Chocolate, victory, and kisses...
To skip through the streets with your hand in mine,
play my guitar to the sound of the rain
falling on the roof.
To bathe in the river, some place where there's no one
Hear you laugh, every day,
forever and ever
Another poemYadda yadda yadda dreamAnother poem9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Yadda yadda yadda yadda moonlight
Yadda yadda yadda stream
Yadda yadda yadda bird
Yadda yadda yadda yadda heart
Yadda yadda melancholy
Yadda blue yadda black yadda white yadda silver
Yadda yadda yadda music
Yadda yadda alone oh I'm so alone
Yadda yadda lost love
Yadda yadda sigh
Yadda yadda yadda painting
Yadda yadda faeces.
…Oh, dear. Did I just let that slip in?
Clearly some words have no place in poems, I assume.
D-O-L-LD-O-L-L3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Should I do it?
Will it be alright?
I'll shamefully admit,
It would be quite a sight.
I hear her cries
See the overflowing red
spreading across her eyes,
While still asking to be taken to bed.
'It's dark' she said
It was at night
so I nodded my head
held her really right.
The bag of sins
called me by name
Knew my loses, knew my wins
Knew her heart was in pain
[because of me]
'Can't move,' she added
While I went for the bag
Agreeing, and nodded
And watched her eyes sag
The plastic pieces where all I needed
As I placed them next to the knives
I wonder madly if she would have pleaded
to not do it till Common sense arrives
'...doing?' she mumbles
My hands moving quick
Making sure nothing stumbles
Making sure her body stays like a stick
I suddenly felt myself smile
despite the appalling place and time
As if I was in no denial
of this act, of this crime
[Because it's me]
'I....l-love...you...' she starts
her Alice Blue hair falling,
her cold blue
Brief analysis of Pinkamena personalitiesBrief analysis of Pinkamena personalities3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Response to the question:"There's one thing I don't understand about pinkamena art, why do people always draw her with straight hair? She's not depressed when slaughtering...if anything, she's happy as hell."
Most people seem to be unaware of the significance of the timeline and the difference between the two non-canon Pinkies/Pinkamenas:
Cupcakes Pinkie Pie: Cupcakes was written before either "Party of One" or "Cutie Mark Chronicles" aired and, at the time it came out, she was depicted with her normal curly hair. "Cupcakes Pinkie" is a sadistic psychopath, basically just a psychopathic variant of her canon self.
Pinkamena: Pinkamena, with straight hair, is a classic depressive schizophrenic with comorbid MPD (Multiple Personality Disorder) tendencies. It is interesting to note that this is very much in line as a valid possibility for her canon character who, as shown in the show, displays very strong characteristics of Schizophrenia: Delusions, Disorganized speech, and G
KitesEvery time I triedKites3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to put my name to you,
coyly mingling with the air
the blue twilight
dust about your feet.
Every time someone
tries to claim you, you
fly up into
a cloud of smoke, the first light
split into psychedelic
filtered through your
Every time I tried
to capture the force that drives you,
makes you run,
my hands came up empty, the clues like grains
raindrops and glass teeth
shattering as they fell from my mouth.
You evade every attempt to define
the glimmer in your gaze
settles on me as pixie dust
but I cannot believe well enough
All I want to do is hold you,
all of you,
close to me
because I'm fragmented without you.
The words on your skin
contradict the mind, bypass everything, though I wonder
what I've done to you
who am I to change you?
Hungry and restless,
giver of visions
wherever you go, live within me
that I love you,
and every part of you
40 Ways To Annoy Invader Zim40 Ways To Annoy Invader Zim2 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. When he's away, sneak into his house (if you can), open the door slightly and put a bucket of water above. Also add some soap in it >DD
2. Break his garden gnomes by throwing rocks at them so Dib can sneak in easier.
3. Print out Zim/Dib posters and put them all over his house. It'll lead to a head explosion though, so be careful and don't choose pictures that's too hardcore.
4. When he's asleep, take some of Gir's soap (the bacon one) and rub it all over his face. Add more for bonus points, like butter and cookie crumbs.
5. Tell him straight up. That's he's a self-absorbed and gullible jerk that is a shame for his race. After that, grow a mustache and move to New Zealand. (Doesn't matter if you're a boy or a girl, do it anyway).
6. Kick him (bonus points if it's on the crotch) and tell him to stop making humans look like idiots.
7. Blow him a kiss. He hates human germs. (Girls' task...mostly)
8. When he takes a nap, take black lenses (entirely black) and put them on his eyes. When
LoK: Twas the Night Before Winter SolsticeA Visit From St. VarrickLoK: Twas the Night Before Winter Solstice1 year ago in Humor More Like This
Twas the night before Solstice, and throughout the whole city
Not an Equalist stirred—it was really a pity
For Korra was bored from all the inaction
She’d been missing her fights with the civil rights faction.
But the airbender kids were all snug in their beds,
While visions of Solstice gifts danced in their heads.
And with Pema asleep, and Tenzin in meditation,
There seemed to be nothing worth Korra’s anticipation.
But then from the sky there was heard a great bang,
That seemed to come out o’er the statue of Aang.
Korra scanned up above for the source of the sound,
And hoped to see fighter planes flying around.
Korra saw the full moon, the big shiny ol’ rock,
And wondered what happened to poor Noatak.
When she spotted a man, to whom a girl clinged,
And who shouted out loud “Zhu Li, now! Do the thing!”
As his mechanical wings spread outward so quick,
She knew in a moment it must be Varrick.
More rapid than bison his gli