Be my MatchmakerSometimes,Be my Matchmaker4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to fall in love -
but my feet are too steady,
stay firm on solid ground.
I think I am in love -
until my eyes refocus
onto just another frog.
I may have been in love -
or was it an illusion,
something I wanted to see?
I want to be in love -
but fear the fall may scrape my knees,
or muddy them.
What if it is not meant to be?
What if it is not good for me?
What if it's always a mistake?
I want to be in love -
what should I do about it?
What could have happened,
if each impulse I responded to?
you are the one
who holds the key to my heart.
Give it away to whom pleases you -
and were it no one.
Be my matchmaker,
for you know best.
HandsMy handsHands3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
are not very beautiful.
scars and scratches,
can make my hands
Make them praying hands
that hold on to you.
Make them blessing hands
that pass on your love.
Make them helping hands
that lift the loads of others.
Make them working hands
that give all for you.
Let my hands
be your hands
and give glory to you.
Jesus said...Jesus and IJesus said...3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
sat underneath a shade
where the leaves didn't shake
and the flowers just didn't like the pressure
of the sun- it's making them feel like being baked in an oven
He looks up into the sky
and I can see Heaven crystal clear in His eyes
a lady bug crawled up His arm
and boy it felt warmer than warm
I felt the heat crawling up my cheeks
He gave a sideways look and inched a little closer to me
I tried to look the other way
and God, I tell you, I tried
He gave me a little shy smile and asked
What's on my mind
I shrugged and said
something the world said to me
made me feel a little smaller than I am
He didn't say a thing till I was done
His arms around me was warm as the sun
His voice erupted like a symphony in a concert hall
which really made me want to sway
the weight of it all
I tried to sustain and yet sanity did maintain me...
the glorious lips did part and said
"What did the world say?"
The world wants me Lord, to be the one who makes lots of money
Develop a big brain and be
The Bracelet - Wicked fanfic"Come in."The Bracelet - Wicked fanfic9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fiyero opened the door at the sound of Elphaba's voice. He had never actually set foot inside the dorm room before – when he came to pick Galinda up for a date, she'd usually hurry to the door to meet him. He couldn't help smiling to himself. What secrets would he learn about her? Was she messy? Did she have embarrassing pictures on her walls?
There was nothing messy at all about the room, however. Galinda's side was neat, her extensive wardrobe lined up neatly in her closet, her shoes perfectly straight, and her pink, frilly bed made. Elphaba's side appeared even neater, but that was only because there wasn't much there – besides the book-lined shelves, she only had a few simple dresses.
Elphaba was sitting on her bed, absorbed in a book. She looked especially green in the lamp from her bedside table, and she didn't even honor him with a look to see who he was. "Galinda's not
The Victim.The scars on my best friends arm were visible for everybody to see.The Victim.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sitting in my History class, my teacher rambles on and on about Women's Rights in the years leading up to World War I, but I am not paying attention.
I could tell from just looking at Claire that she wasn't either. She sat with her head resting on her arm. A pensive look on her face as she stares out of the window into the dreary, grey, dull morning. I could only see the side of her little blonde head. She was in that secret place of hers again. The one that I was not permitted to enter.
I put my head down on the desk and close my eyes. Life wasn't good right now. Every now and again, Claire sniffed. This was the usual nowadays, I didn't bother to look up.
"Victoria! Please pay attention!" Mrs Findlay barked crisply above the babble of the class. "Settle down..." She ordered, and then went back to teaching.
I sat up straight and made myself look like I was interested, but of course, I wasn't.
I often got rows in class
Domestic AbuseDomestic Abuse.Domestic Abuse3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
He's not able to control his temper.
A blank canvas is all he is able to remember.
Absolute rage consumes his mind refusing any sort of reasoning to enter.
Her dad did the same to her mum, so she attributes it to the nature of his gender.
She has now been admitted four times to A and E since last December.
Abusive love is all she knows; she was never given the chance to experience anything better.
She always forgives him.
Her friends warned her but her heart just wouldn't listen.
He has a hold over her that's why she is not able to resist him.
She condemns her friends as to swift and hasty to dismiss him.
Even though she flinches whenever his fists begin clenching.
She is blindly caught up in a relentless and traumatic cyclic system.
How much more will she have to take?
How many more bones does she have to break?
How many times can she label his actions as a harmless mistake?
When will she realise that she does not have to be subjected to her mother's fate?
When will sh
Until the lie becomes the truthI pretended not to care while my inside was just screaming.Until the lie becomes the truth3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was easier then the truth.
All I wanted was somebody to see.
Is that honestly too much to ask? Somebody ask me "what's wrong?"
Me answering "nothing."
And that person saying "you're not fooling me." Such simple words.
Now, the lie has become the truth. If they can't care neither can I.
I lived, until the lie became the truth.
YoungFiction has been a little hard to come by the past week so I'm dipping my pen into nonfiction ink. This may be better suited to a journal entry, but it is meant to be as much personal as it is a conversation with you.Young3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I just got back from the funeral (technically the wake, but I tend to call the entire "event" the funeral) of a girl I went to high school with and worked with a few years ago. We weren't really friends or close or anything like that, but even so, there's that unspoken bond between coworkers that doesn't breach friendship necessarily but definitely moves beyond just a mere acquaintance. In reality, few people would have questioned it if I hadn't gone, but it felt wrong not to. She was 23. That was a lot of the reason why it felt wrong not to go. No one should die with so much life ahead of her. No one should have to bury a child. Grandparents don't bury grandchildren. It just doesn't w
Love IsLove is feeling.Love Is3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shared between anyone.
Love is pride.
Stand up for your orrientation.
Love is shared.
Everyone deserves to feel love.
Love is given.
Something taken with flushing cheeks.
Love is taken.
Accepted and sometimes stolen.
Love is lust.
A type of love used souly to gain pleasure.
Love is forgiveness.
Another chance to prove.
Love is acceptance.
Taken and respected for who you are.
Love is pure.
Pure and clean to be taken as such.
Love is unclean.
Confusion and uncertainty.
Love is unexplained.
Simply something we feel in our hearts.
Love is love.
In any way or any form.
Nothing more, nothing less.
So stop labeling it differently.
Dark FeelingsI can’t stop myself from having themDark Feelings3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even when I try to push them out of my mind
They creep into my heart
They corrupt it
I always think, it’s not right to feel this way
Sometimes when they’re strong
They leak out of my eyes
But they always come back
These dark feelings will never leave.
Short TalkI don't even know what I'm trying to find.Short Talk3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm just trying to fill this emptiness inside.
Good MorningGood Morning.Good Morning3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I have a distressing tendency of waking up too early.
The sun escaping from the blinds always begins to stir me.
Just as I begin to behave sullen and surly, her presence averts me.
I turn to my side to see the vein in her left arm pump overtly.
She's completely immersed by the covers.
I have to resist temptation not to hold and hug her.
Her body suddenly moves with a spontaneous shudder.
Her mouth moves but not a word or sound does she utter.
I stare at her intently and push her stray hairs behind her ear.
Realising that loosing this woman will be my most dreadful fear.
Her eyes momentarily open just to make sure that I am near.
I was born alone in this world but I live my life in a pair.
She has no idea that I watch her while she sleeps.
Or that I tingle when her newly painted toes brush against my feet.
I often think what my life would be like if me and her didn't meet.
Would she even look twice if we crossed paths in the street.
Her hands move against the pillow as if
Fleeting MomentA moment so fleetingFleeting Moment3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Be still my heart from beating.
A moment so charming
With eyes so disarming.
A moment so quiet
No one can deny it.
A moment so profound
With such a dulcet sound.
A moment so shy
You dare not say goodbye.
A moment so intense
Filled with such suspense.
A moment so fateful
Feeling ever so grateful.
This moment comes and goes
How long will it last?
How To Say I Love YouSaying I love youHow To Say I Love You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is a difficult thing
In any language.
Ich liebe dich.
Ik hou van jou.
These three little words
Can cause either heartache
Aku cinta kamu.
I wish I could tell
But I cannot.
Mina rakastan sinua.
Anh yeu em.
Fortunately, there are
A million ways
And a million languages
I love you.
Even vampires can change 24Even vampires can change 244 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Even vampires can change 24
“You have to admit little brother, I’m still faster than you.”I told Stefan when we walked back from the woods to the mansion. “You always have been faster than me Damon.”Stefan pointed out. “That’s something that hasn’t changed from when we were human. You always outran me.”.
“And the ability of running fast has saved my life dozens of times when I was in the army.”I replied. “When?”Stefan asked. “When you ran away from the battlefield or after you told dad you left the army?”. I glared at him. “That was low, you know.”I told Stefan. “Learned from the best.”he pointed out.
At that moment we entered the mansion and I immediately froze in the doorway. Something was wrong. “Damon? Are you okay?”Stefan asked when he saw me freeze. “No.”I said. “Listen.”. “I hear nothing.”my brother re
Even vampires can change 25Even vampires can change 254 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Even vampires can change 25
Suddenly Hope shot up from the bed, taking a deep breath in the progress. Stefan checked her vital functions and then looked at me. “She’s okay.”he told me.
I sighed relieved and took a seat at the opposite edge of the bed. Hope was looking down, her hands folded in her lap, concentrating on her breathing. I reached out and took her hands in mine what caused her to look up. It was then that I saw it in her eyes. Fear.
I gently pulled her towards me. She immediately followed my lead and a couple of seconds later I was holding her in my arms. “It’s okay.”I hushed her. “It’s okay.”. She shook her head. “No it’s not.”she whispered. “They told me it is coming.”. “Who told you? The ghosts?”I asked. She nodded.
“They told me it’s coming.”she repeated. “What’s coming?”Stefan asked. “Or who for that matter.”
MusicMessenger of emotionMusic3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Simple yet complex
Indescribable by all accounts
Comforting to the soul
Free WillFree Will.Free Will3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Is free will a devout gift or a curse?
Was it free will that granted a desperate man to steal an old lady's purse?
Was it free will that resulted in multiple bodies carried in a hearse?
Was it free will that justified a police officer to shoot the accused first?
Was it free will that allowed a family man's mentality to be so perverse?
Could this world of ours get any worse?
Free will gives us the chance for all of us to be distinctive.
But as a consequence people can act corruptive and vindictive.
But without this choice, our lives would be constrained and restrictive.
Undoubtedly these two differing perspectives are contrasting and conflictive.
Without free will our actions and thoughts would be controlled and predictive.
But with this gift our proceedings maybe considered as harmful and afflictive.
Of course free will does has have it's varied betterments.
This advantage allows us to direct and assert our developing intelligence.
Despite using this intelligence for morally
Why?If love hurts then why do we seek it?Why?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If we break promises then why do we promise in the first place?
If hate is bad why do we carry it within ourselves?
If change is good why do we cling to the past?
If revenge is pointless why do we seek to carry it out?
If life is unfair why do we seek to change it?
If humans are smart then why do we fight?
If people die then why do we seek friends?
If what goes around comes around why do some people never get their retribution?
If people fight why do we seek peace?
When all is lost why do we so desperately cling to hope?
If we care why do we ignore the people that need us most?
If life is precious then why do people kill?
If love is always there why do some never feel it?
LearningI discover more about you,Learning3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you teach me what love is.
I unveil hidden knowledge
everytime you give me a kiss.
The most genuine wonder
when you caress me softly.
Could you help me to discern
dream from reality?
All the ways to love you,
so different from all I knew.
I want do discover everything...
loving you is just so new!
TiredTiredTired3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’m tired of thinking about you
And talking to you in general,
I’m tired of you interrupting my life
As soon as I start to get a grip.
I’m tired of watching in slow motion
As everything shatters into pieces,
A puzzle with no hope of being finished
And a helpless girl with no way to stop it.
I’m tired of being stepped on
And always being nice,
I’m tired of the little boy that never listens
Even though I’m right.
I’m tired of smiling
And the always “chipper” feeling,
I’m tired of being angry
And not knowing exactly what I’m feeling.
But most of all I’m tired of being me
And the life that I lead,
A girl who can’t change
What people fail to see.
One Moment OnlyOne Moment Only3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They were both caught up in their own thoughts. Turning the corner they merely touched each other's arm. As they looked up from their thoughts he noticed her and she noticed him.
She mumbled an apology.
He looked into her brown eyes and smiled.
They both walked on and turned around one more time.
The two entities had separated once more
One moment is all it takes.
Even vampires can change 2Even vampires can change 25 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Even vampires can change 2
A couple of minutes later Hope came back. It was strange to see her in a jeans, a grey baggy t-shirt that exposed her left shoulder, black high heels and that she was wearing make-up and jewellery. She had freed her hair from the ponytail. When you saw her like this you would never believe she just won a fight contest.
“Okay, I’m ready to go.”she announced. We all walked towards the exit. “Bye Jerry!”Hope said to the gym keeper. “Bye Hope. You come for the training tomorrow?”. “I don’t know. I will see, okay?”. “Sure.”Jerry replied.
“Since when are you back in Mystic Falls exactly?”I asked. “Three weeks.”she replied. “And you didn’t come to see us. That’s cruel.”I answered. She slapped me on my shoulder. “Sorry, was busy with training and other things.”. “They are perfect for each other.”Elena whispe
A darkness in herDear boy, it seems that you're falling,A darkness in her3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Falling for a girl with dark eyes, dark hair
And though she tries to hide it , deny it,
She has a dark soul
She will never admit it, but you shine a light
On the darkness that she keeps locked away
Hey fear, anger and sadness are masked by a smile
And a carefree laugh
We all have a darkness, you might say
But is it not shameful to have
A place inside you consumed by fear, desperation, lust,
Love, and greed?
She cries now, crying because she thinks you're falling for her
And she will break you, intentionally, into shards of child-like love
Because there's only so far a heart can stretch
And 7,657 miles is probably too far
She hopes that you can stay strong, but at the same time
She hopes that you are feeling the same dark desire
To never see her leave
Like she will
Boy, if you are falling
Don't look into her eyes
Because those dark eyes will absorb you
Into a universe of love