Cowards Way OutDid you really think,Cowards Way Out3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That taking the cowards way out,
Would prove anything,
Except all of our worst fears?
Did you even think,
About the ones that you have now?
And the pain that you'd bring,
If you were to leave them all here...?
Do you really think,
You're life is just so horribly unbearable,
That you need to take this knife,
And do something you know is terrible?!
How many times,
Have I told you it isn't worth it?
How selfish of you,
To expect your life to be picture perfect.
Hogwarts RulesHarry Potter.Hogwarts Rules7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Things I am not allowed to do at Hogwarts.
The giant squid is not an appropriate date for the yule ball.
Starting a betting pool in the fate of this years Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is tasteless and tacky, not a clever money-making concept.
Seamus Finnigan is not after me lucky charms.
I am allowed to have a toad, rat, cat or owl. I am not allowed to have a reticulated python, snow leopard, Tasmanian devil, or piranha.
42 is not the question to everything on the OWLs.
I am not to owl copies of the evil overlord to suspected Death Eaters.
I will not take out life insurance policy on Harry Potter.
Professor Flitwicks first name is not Yoda.
I am not the Defense Against the Boring Classes professor.
When fighting death eaters in the annual June battle of Good vs. Evil I will not lift my wand skywards an shout "There can only be ONE!!
I will not say the Phrase "Dude, get a life. To lord Voldemort.
I will not put books of muggle fairy t
You are woman. You are man.You are woman,You are woman. You are man.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so be kind,
all in your own way.
You are man
so be strong,
March of the DamnedMarch of the Damned3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Marching on dead feet
over a field of gray
we lost the soul
we lost ourselves
in a time we'll never forget
we're an army of dead men.
Those who shoved us into this world
were lost long ago
as a wage of war.
Even the shallowest scratch
cuts to the bone
with a story we don't care to tell
some still scream
when in the heat of battle
they find another hollow
in the very flesh of their souls.
But most can no longer muster a tear
as we march
doing the dirty work of the devil.
An army of dead men.
We only wish we could care
The Dandelion GirlI watch her, hair bleached white blonde by the sun, and stained with streaks of strawberry. Her skirt, the color of sheer butterfly wings is teased by the wind, kissing her pebble-bruised knees with the gentle fabric, as she spins through the field. Those lithe legs carry her across the grass, curious toes nuzzling each blade.The Dandelion Girl5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I turn away for a second, snapping my wrist, and let the football fly the few dozen yards to Eric, "Hey, who's that?" I holler in his direction.
"Who?" He yells back, whipping the ball to me again.
"That girl." I cry, catching the ball, and striding across the short distance between us.
"Uh, I dunno. They call her the dandelion girl, or something." He shrugs, grabbing at the ball, nestled in the crook of my elbow.
"Well doesn't she have a name? "I ask, pulling away, and letting my eyes stray to her again
Her back is arched, prominent spine showing through the thin white tank top, as she bends to collect a handful of dandelions. Fragile fingers weave the delicate
TroyYou have too much time on your hands, Love,Troy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
folding paper cranes with broken fingers,
wishing to see northern lights in the eyes of strangers.
There are no lions between your bed sheets
who understand your hunger better than I-
You are licking my wounds; one with the wild.
I swear it's you behind these eyelids- untamed
and desired by this lonely poetic canvas
stained with blood, ink, and words I can't fucking say.
You look like a Goddess standing there reading my skin
quiet and shameless, proud of the gaping hole in my chest.
I know it then, like I know my own counterclockwise heart;
I should never trust my own kind.
"I'll build you up, my Troy, just to tear you down again."
And I whispered please, please, please...
Probably Not"I know exactly what love is!" I proclaimed to anything or anyone that was nearby. I was stubborn. I was sure of myself. Writing the same Bible verse over and over on twenty-six sheets of paper ought to teach you what love is. So I walk with dignity and truck through mounds of mud and sidewalk puddles 'cause the rain is coming down harder.Probably Not8 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Yeah, that's right!" I jab the air with my pointer finger. "I know everything there is to know about love!" The response is an unpleasant crack of lightning. The rain keeps coming down harder. If I didn't know better, I'd the think the rain as pounding the life out of the plants instead of nourishing them.
"Love is patient!" I scream at nothing. Yeah, love's patient. And I am demanding to see him and be with him right this instant. So what? Besides, he needs to learn how to accept my uncertainty. That's a part of me! Deal with it!
"Love is kind!" I said in an insulting tone. "That includes kindness! That is niceness—which means being nice! And that'
Too LateIt's too late, buddy. Your attempts at appeasementToo Late9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on this post-fuck armchair have long since lost their strength.
It's too late for sweet words and oh-so-fucking soft kisses -
too late for you to try to win this oh-so-dirty fight.
You thought you'd won -
I thought you'd won.
We both saw predator and prey and knew which we were,
and I was falling for your flights of fancy, succumbing
to your every sensual desire, seeing situations
where I was yours completely; I saw myself fading.
I was your possession, not even a person, a plaything.
My cunt was a cup from which you supped at will
and hid in a cupboard when you had visitors, ashamed.
You were not expecting my ascension. I spent so long
trying to please you here -
...But....The next day, she walked into......But....3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
... School... Her home... The Office...
And sat down next to her...
....Classmate.... Husband.... Colleague....
Without a word.
She put her hands on her knees, and stared into her lap. Outside the weather was....
...Nice.... Horrid.... Unimportant....
She didn't care. Everything was hurting now but, for a few hours, her life had been....
....Perfect.... Unblemished.... Hers...
Tears began to well in her eyes. Scalding her cheeks, they spilled sluggishly down her face. Embarrassing. Pathetic. Unneeded.
....Classmate.... Husband.... Colleague....
Looked at her with concern and, when he spoke, his words tattooed themselves across her lungs and heart.
'Are you okay?'
Inside, her organs strained against her ribcage. The tears continued to fall as she shook her head, 'No.'
He bit his lip, and leaned forward, placing a hand on her knee, 'What's the matter?'
Turning away from him, she said, 'I had a dream last night.'
PrisonerPrisoner3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
her dreams all broken loose.
escaped her past,
they roost now in the tangles
of her disordered present.
Sleeping BeautySleeping Beauty draws her lashesSleeping Beauty8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thick black nets hiding pretend dreams
She stares blankly into space as he descends above her
A dead china doll, soft lips split in faux anticipation
Her stillness confuses, excites her humble prince
He draws his sword across her
Long, nimble thing
A murdering weapon; the wicked fairy's blood stains its tip
She can see, but assumes the stoic's mask
In flesh she stays, in spirit she sleeps
He finds her gasp intoxicating
The cruel sigh escaping her mouth
Tongue lashing at the sound
Betraying her formality and elegance
Charming prince rapes her of it, mouth, sound, feelings, all
She lay prone, drained and empty
The rapier draws over her breast as lips capture hers
Lashes stir and pupils dilate
She tastes like him, smells like him
The disheveled covers fall back as he claims her
Marks her, takes her
A fairy story to him, though not to her.
Nothing with plot device or faulty characters.
No conclusion nor fumbling deus ex machina.
A picture - a portrait - an
Are you hungryAre you hungry12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
May I rent your ears for a certain amount of time?
I promise I'll pay a fee that hopefully comes quite near to
what they are worth
Or I can give you those tiny coupons you can exchange at your local store for a new birth.
Things work faster today.Except for me.
I still pretend to be a calm old sea waiting for victims.
Relicts.To explain my behaviour.Ship wretches like long abandonned domino stones stapled.
Children in the court draw arrows to your door
But I spend too much time watching the line itself and cant seem to focus on the direction anymore
And scratch marks in the wood remind me that maybe I should have
followed their calls
But when you leave my love
When you leave this place I'll softly touch your fragile skull
to see if the beauty of your mind
left any signs for me on its porcelain walls
I want life to be my teacher not some kind of weird try
to explain it but the source itself
I dont need any scientific heroes only wanting to help and
in the end you remain with a rope in y
Epiphany No. 289If I had known you before my heart had been broken once.Epiphany No. 2894 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I would not have been the girl who you liked enough to say hello to.
If I had known you before my heart had been broken twice.
I would not have been the girl who understood your beautiful sad eyes.
If I had known you before my heart had broken thrice.
I would not have been the girl who felt your music in her sore heart.
If I had known you before my soul was ripped from me.
I would not have been the girl who appreciates you the way I do.
If I hadn't been damaged,
You would never have wanted to know me.
They say the universe works in mysterious ways.
And you, you are my mysterious way.
'What if?'"You like him, don't you?"'What if?'7 years ago in Teen More Like This
"Woah, where the heck did you come from?"
"You'd think that you'd be used to that by now."
"You didn't answer my question."
"Yeah, I was planning on distracting you to avoid it, and now I forgot what you said."
"Liar. But I'm repeating it anyways. You like him, don't you?"
"You know who."
"I don't like him, he's more like a brother."
"What if pigs flew?"
"What do pigs have to do with my feelings?"
"I don't know. What if he were the last man on Earth?"
"Are we playing the what if game?"
"What if we were?"
"Ok, that's a yes. If he were the last man on Earth, I wouldn't have much of a choice now, would I? But then again, man normally refers to human, and..."
"What if he loved you?"
"...Well, it wouldn't really matter, would it?"
"What if it did?"
"Are you implying something?"
"No, you're infering something."
"Stop using words, you're hurting my brain."
"Brain? What brain?"
"Don't push it."
"If he did,
Said the garbage canSaid the garbage can11 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I swayed back and forth on my
And each time that it brings me a bit closer to the sky
I cry out
from this day..from this day I will not take a breath unless its a deep one
I will only take deep breaths
And I will let my hair down and I will find out where my frowns come from and shut the door
Will flood the floor with gasoline.And light 10 matches just like that..
And if one falls down.I'll call it coincidence.
I wear paralization like some sort of designer pants that has
an integrated print where to put your hands
on incase you want a moment alone with me
I have the tendency to breathe backwards.To feel weak and tired when my heart reaches
maximum speed.To keep the package and throw the filling away.
I have this bad habit to tweak each word before I speak to you (which I often do,even if I dont say
So they come broken and bruised,waiting to be fixed again.You are so sweet when you care.
And repair each one.
I wouldnt say that I am transient.Am I not doing a goo
bear color for youlove, I let youbear color for you7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in places yet unseen
in the silent space
and how we're wired
dear, you are
every memory undeparted
every poem I've ever
odd synapses fired
a hand unclasped (still shaken)
a heart unheard until it's
time to rest
uncommon sense retired
SoxMa Poison Chapter 15SoxMa Poison Chapter 154 years ago in Romance More Like This
Maka was tired. It was late and the day had turned out to be far more trying than she had hoped. The meeting with Shinigami-Sama had not gone well at all and it had been especially hard on Soul. He hadn't spoken much after storming out of the Death Room or for the rest of the day. When they had arrived home he had marched straight to his room closing the door behind him. She didn't blame him for being angry. Honestly, she would have done the same thing if in his place.
She sighed to herself as she gazed thoughtfully into the bathroom mirror and ran a brush through her hair. One brush, two, three The repetitive action was hypnotizing. Eventually she stopped seeing herself in the mirror and the day's events rose to take her place; the past conversations echoing in her mind in sync with her visions.
"I still don't see why you couldn't TELL me!!" Soul shouted at Stein.
Soul had been yelling at and arguing w
Angel of FriendshipRemember those late night talks? The world kept spinningAngel of Friendship8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But we felt like the only two people in the universe
Looking up at the stars, pondering why do the stars glow
Like they have nothing to lose?
Sharing secrets, telling storieswhether true or not
Well, we all knew but we never would say.
We just laughed because it was better that way
But we would not trade it for anything.
The inside jokes that keep growingwe can say one w
Green fireflies.I want to sit on your porchGreen fireflies.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
at the simple thought
of your swift arrival.
Sasusaku Might happen... 2013Sasusaku Might happen... 20132 years ago in Settings More Like This
For all the anti-SasuSaku fans go away!!
I just don't want any mean comments
OK, as you can see this is Sasusaku proof thingy. I researched A LOT about SasuSaku and what Masasahi Kishimoto said... so if you don't believe me, look it up for yourself. First I'll tell you what Masashi had to say about it.. Here we go!!
For the people that just don't care for the couple problem, you better stay on your guard because Kishimoto said that they is going to be romance in Naruto Shippuden.
Now you might say that Naruto, the main character, and Sakura, the minor character, are going to be together, WRONG! For all the manga/anime (except Naruto) that I read/watched all of the romance they have in them is always the same. The main character gets hook up with the minor character. Maybe Kishimoto wanted to be creative and do
You.You told me onceYou.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you would break my stars,
tear them from the sky and devour them
s l o w l y.
I neglected to tell you
they all had their own feelings
and your bruises form my own constellation
in the quiet valleys of my firefly skin.
I am the milky way.
And you, my sweet-
You are nothing more
than a dead star
with a pretty name.
MemoryMemory is like the tide,Memory3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It swells and ebbs;
It's free and wide,
Yet ridden with dregs.
At times it's calm
Soothing and sweet;
Like a tender balm,
A gentle beat.
It's violent, too
Coarse and bitter;
Like a vicious coup,
A cruel winter.
In it, I do bask,
Adrift in my mind;
I need only ask
To be lost in time.
The Sea of DeathThe Sea of Death:The Sea of Death3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We weathered the dreaded maelstrom,
As the sea displayed her rage.
She danced like a fevered puppet,
Upon her deadly stage...
Within her swirling currents,
My men were cast aside.
Drawn into her hungry maw,
It was then and there they died.
Never had I seen such a thing,
It spoke of darkness before my eyes,
A serpent rose from the watery depths,
As lightning boiled from the skies.
It's screaming call was as a banshee's wail,
It stole the life from our shrieking lips,
Like the chilling touch of death itself,
We fell like slaves before the whips...
Darkness came and darkness went,
My eyes opened to the morning light.
I found myself on a lonely island,
Without a single man in sight...
"I think the worse part be that the rum was gone..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 22nd January 2012