Arachnid LoveTraveling over sticks and stonesArachnid Love3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A wayward lover is coming home
The wind whistles and harshly blows
But even that can't drown out the sound
Never to emerge again
A spider entered his lady's den
Thoraces were hanging everywhere
Her abdomen loomed--white and bare
Afraid, he took the thread to seek, and
Nature told him what to speak
Awed eyes sparkled in recognition, and she
Embraced him in a quick decision
Languid love followed repetition
Evening came and the moon looked down
At arachnid lovers together bound
Glared at he who lay so still
Leered at she who made the kill...But his dead
Eyes stared back, happy and filled
Traveling over sticks and stones
The wayward lover has come on home
The wind whistles and harshly blows
But even that can't drown out the sound...of arachnid love.
I MET YOU BEFORE STILESI MET YOU BEFORE STILES2 years ago in Romance More Like This
A tall, dark-haired man watched those two troublemakers who were on his land again as they were leaving. He got a strange feeling from them as if he knew one of them. The short-haired one seemed to be familiar.
And then he heard the name Stiles. At that moment he recalled everything. Of course he knew him. It was Stiles, the boy without a mom. Derek closed his eyes for a moment to be able to recall that night.
He had been ten when he had been wandering in a forest at night because Laura had teased him and hadn't wanted to let him be. So he changed into a wolf and ran away for couple hours. He knew his parents wouldn't look for him; they weren't worried about him. They had never been. Derek wasn't an ordinary boy; he was a young wolf, who could have taken care of himself more than anyone else.
Suddenly he saw the night right in front of him again.
He had just been running not far from the road, when he had heard something. He stopped and sniffed. He was sure there was someone
QuestionYour icy eyesQuestion3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Burn into mine
A meltdown inside
A question rides
Into the night
An eternal flight
What are you asking me?
For what else can you and I be, now?
You always set aside
All of your saccharine lines
'Til no one else can hear
You always try to slide
Yourself into my life
But what have I to fear?
That I'll fall headfirst for your soulful guise?
That I'll turn my back on the world tonight?
Just to have one taste of that sheer delight, oh...
Your hands brush mine
I freeze in time
My heart's a divide
Your lips seep wine
Your touch, divine
Pushed reason aside
There's no more asking me
For you are all that I see, now...
A strong, unbidden tide
of feelings I've denied
comes rushing through the years
I'm wary of your kind
and all your dark designs
But how I need you near, oh...
'Cause I've fallen hard for your soulful guise
And I've lost my will to heed the wise
Yes, I've turned my back on the world tonight, oh...
Infatuation(Verse 1)Infatuation3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I watch you dance from afar
with people watching, people laughing
Why do I keep thinking about you
when I don't even know who you are?
Ablaze from a vision so enchanting
I can't sleep---your feet tiptoe through all of my nightmares
All night I torture myself with sweet impossibilities
'til I'm too weak to fight for the truth
Is it a crime?
Fascination with someone you've only seen twice?
Infatuation with someone you've only seen three times?
Is it a crime
that I want to press your lips to mine?
You waste your beauty on the weak,
on the common, the unworthy
If you could see what I could give you
I hope that you would change your mind
I'd sacrifice it all to have you
Throw my life away to start one with you
We'd both be free from this hell
if you would just come willingly
and succumb to the unholy truth
Why do I wake whispering your name?
I'll never know you, never hold you
Yet I have failed to put out the flames
The SkyYour voice is sweet as honeyThe Sky3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Your face is fine as silk
Your smile, your laugh, so sunny
I drink you in like milk
I see your sweater on the desk
If only I could be so blessed
To be that near you
I hear a mention of your name
Try to control my mind in vain...
I'm thinking of you
My love, you are my freedom
My love, you are my peace
The sky is full of reasons
That you and I should be
You speak so well, your words like bells
Ring clear and true
Your sweet scent dwells where memories meld
with love imbued
You stand so sure, with such allure
Just like a king
For you and you alone my heart takes wing
Your eyes are my undoing
Your gaze a thrilling dance
Such fire, such ardor brewing
In the wake of your deft glance
You walk before me
And I'm fazed
Some moments pass yet I remain
Staring after you
I watch your fingers turn a page
Oh, all the kisses that I'd lay
On each part of you
My love, you are my freedom
My love, you are my peace
The sky is full of reasons
That you and I should be
Echo of the past 05 [ENG]Echo of the past 05 [ENG]3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter with better formatting, in PDF file: http://xkyoux.wordpress.com/2012/05/09/story-about-boys-love/
*Author notes available at the beginning of chapter one*
Note from the translator: This is not a word for word translation. So there will be words missing, or words added when comparing the original. I tried my best not to change the contents. BUT, sometimes I just had to. The thing is that Kyoux plays a lot with form and tense, and that made it that much more difficult to translate. I wanted to leave as much as possible as it was in the original so that the atmosphere and her writing style were reflected. And that might get English people confused sometimes, as it probably would be written differently if the correct English were used. Of course you'll find mistakes in the text, so please, instead of mocking my language skills, just sit back and enjoy a beautiful love story. I decided to try and translate it because I adore their story so much that it would be a pity for other
self-portraita sheet of glass separatesself-portrait2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
two girls, the same.
thick, coffee ground hair,
longest strand- jaw length, sometimes
in perfect ringlet, but only when the sun
decides to sleep through the day and
lets the clouds cry over the city.
chlorine pool eyes, but never watery.
instead, they sound like leaves
cracking underneath boots. straight
eyelashes and arched eyebrows
frame them like an oil painting.
spindly arms hang loosely
at sides. often, they do not
know what to do with them.
rings on their fingers talk
when their mouths do.
lithe and lissome,
they can feel their ribs,
but their thighs are thick
and in love, touching always.
they stand, feet shoulders width
apart, to separate them.
splash of freckles splattered as if
God flicked the hairs of a paintbrush
dipped in tan paint at their cream skin.
if someone were to write a poem,
they would call them constellations.
the girls do not.
the only difference is
one’s heart swells
when she hears a violin
or smells old paper,
the other neithe
APH Reader Insert Chapter 1 - Don't Die "Yo, ____!" Alfred called to you. Looking, a smile made its way onto your face as you looked up from your sketchbook. "Hey Alfred!" you greeted your longtime friend, stuffing the book in your backpack and zipping the top. "What's up?"APH Reader Insert Chapter 1 - Don't Die3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alfred smiled his goofy grin, poking your cheeks. "Nothin'! I just got this really cool thing to show you!" he laughed. You rolled your eyes. "Oh really?" you placed your hands on your hips, putting on a fake uninterested look. He pouted. "You don't want to see ?" he sounded upset. You laughed. "I do, Al. What is it?" "Follow me!" Alfred brightened up, another goofy grin plastered onto his face once more.
"Al, it's another scary movie." You frowned, slightly disappointed. "Exactly." The American ignored your disappointment and continued on. "I invited Gilbert, Arthur, Matthew, and Francis to come watch it with us." "And your point is ? What's so special about a movie? Look, there's nothing even on the cover!"
Cracked Jars of Sunshine - Part ICracked Jars of Sunshine - Part I3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everything had a price.
She wasn't sure when she first realized this. When the bitter thought had slipped itself into the back of her head as a carefully guided needle to helpless little balloon. It may have been when she was old enough to wobble unsteadily on her own bare feet. Back then, her and her mother had been on some remote planetshe couldn't even remember why or the name of itonly that her mother worked hard. Worked honestly. There were other twi'leks with them and she played often in warm sun and the fresh tilled earth worked by her mother and many others. There was planting. There was singing. There was laughter. Half-formed memories of childhood they were; things that during her darkest hours she would reach out with her minds eye and cradle them to her for comfort.
In the beginning, her mother smiled and laughed too. She could almost remember the way her mothers eyes would crinkle when she did. She remembered her mothers stories of her home pl
Create Your Own Fantasy WorldHey there!Create Your Own Fantasy World2 years ago in Settings More Like This
This is my recent project. After stumbling across the article "How to Create Your Own Fantasy World" I became hooked. The article contains 17 steps. I'm uplaoding the first three steps. It is not very detailed yet but I will work on it.
I'm open for ideas, comments and so on...
The ideas are all my own. Do not use them without my permission!
How to Make Your Own Fantasy World
1. Name your place
> Assastor [The main country], Omara [Country beyond the Great Sea]
2. The inhabitants
> Normal Humans [Kings, queens, lords, guards, knights, farmers, craftsmen and so on...]. They are either members of the different houses/clans or are without a house and live in one of the free cities. The members of the Black Guard called "Black Jackets" are without a house after they join in order to make them neutral towards the conflicts between the clans.
> Special kinds of humans [Seers, who are able to catch glimpses of the future and shamans, who have healin powers]. These people a
I Fly to YouA bee to a flowerI Fly to You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I fly to you
My only wish
to press my body against
the soft fuzz that blankets your being
and fills my dreams with the feel,
the joy of rolling and dying
in this field of you
And I will drink from your mouth
a nectar sweeter than the dawn
And I will climb into your petals,
never to return
the courtshipUpon this skin he slipsthe courtship2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hushed in enchantment
Soothing valleys of lamplight and fire
A touch of rainbow whispers
And a fairy's sigh
Come upon this moonlights kiss
To ravage in gentility
For I am yours
And within this night of eternal spark
We become rain
To arouse a life
Lost within a tribal drumming
Feel me and you will know our song
Terrapin TraitsSwimming out of necessityTerrapin Traits3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Their flippers kicking back,
These homebody terrapins
Are never out of whack
Their shells look as if painted
With the finest hand and brush,
Their forms, to me, totemic
Their voices, a multi-volume hush
They move with utter grace
And eat with proper utensils,
They do not speak or write a word
For they've means better than pencils
They treat each other with respect,
Except when they do not...
They show their love without pretension
And for that, they're adored a lot
Yet, sometimes one makes the other mad
And is ignored quite much
But cold spells never endure entire days
So again, they dance and touch
When their minds imbibe a sudden idea
And decide it's good as gold
The tenacity which they proceed
Could cure the common cold
Their daily lives are never a bore to watch
Every simple movement is so enchanting
If I attempted to describe this with my tongue
In a very short while I'd be panting
They show there can be continuity
Among all varied walks of life
I feel su
I never.I never.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never see it,
The flirty side
I never hear it,
That sweet laughter,
That people beg
For them to hear.
I never feel it,
Others seem to have
-Johnlock- Let's have a baby!Sherlock hummed a made up tune. His fingers tapped together as though it were a dance, his brilliant blue eyes darting back and forth across the room. He looked at the clock again. It has been half a minute since he last checked it.-Johnlock- Let's have a baby!2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He hummed again, not quite aware of the pace in which his fingers tapped together. A sigh of relief escaped him. John had come home.
"Lets have a baby."
John dropped the tea cup he had been holding. "Excuse me wh what was that?"
"A baby, John." Sherlock hissed in his best 'don't be an idiot' voice. "Let's have a baby!"
"Sherlock why would we we, by the way yes, two men have a baby together? We're not even dating, let alone gay! Or.. are we? Are you is the better question. Are you gay? Sherlock, since when have you been gay? And wait does this mean that you like like me "
"John, you're lowering my IQ. Shut up."
John glared at Sherlock
white blank pageThe problem.white blank page2 years 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 inside this labyrinth [made of scratches and furrows]. It is the maze of my dreams. And my hands are filthy and viscid from what I found in their shadows and corners.
I'm lost. . . a g a i n.
Lock me up in my core, where everything is possible except an escape.
CapricornFrom December to DecemberCapricorn3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
What a dreary year
She remembers it's her birthday
Checks the rearview mirror
Of her Lexus that she drives into the parking space
That's reserved especially for her
She walks into the building
Greets her employees
Who flit from task to task
Like a swarm of bees
She sits down in her office in the swivel chair
Nothing's there to remind her of home
Well, her colleagues all respected her
But their false smiles all affected her
Behind her back, there is nothing but envy and hate
She's a Capricorn
She works hard every day
Always works, never plays
Gets promoted, gets paid
Such a Capricorn
Works so hard every day
Ask her why, she can't say 'cause
Maybe even she doesn't know anymore
From December to December
Yet another year
He remembers it's his birthday
As he drinks his beer
Reads a letter from his mother
And pulls out again a 20 dollar bill, year after year
Tuning his guitar backstage, a joint in hand
He wonders how long it'll take this time to land
He gets up with
Lipstick Stainslipstick stains on my coffee cupLipstick Stains2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from a process of thought
as the coffee runs cold
from each sip from these poisoned cold lips
each sip hesitates
a slight procrastination
to avoid the topic of thought
to avoid the cold taste
to avoid the long nothingness of a new day
allowing my thoughts to flow out the window in to the sound of rush hour...
A Simple Black Rose.A Simple Black Rose.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lay Me down to sleep.
Rest a sure that my soul is to keep.
don't lie with me.
Or all hell will break loose.
In this pandemonium of chaos.
In this hell of ever lasting, silent torture.
Thy air that I breathe.
tainted with hell full sins.
i'm cast down, deep into my burial ground.
to sleep alone.
forget me not, for this body I shall cast out and my soul shall live on for eternity!
I shall haunt thee,
And rape thy mind that seemed so innocent and precious to thee.
Think twice before crossing the invisible thin line to hex me.
I shall betray thee.
Hide in shame thou does.
Because it is thee that does thy betraying!
come down, come down, come down!
come down from your everlasting, untouchable, high horse!
And face me to a taunting duel of life and death.
Kissed by a plated, simple Black Rose.
Song for Sundown(First verse)Song for Sundown3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Booked my flight the other night
Retrieving all my laundry,
in a last plea you call me "wife"
that I'm anchored to that life
But why would I be?
Could this wasteland hold a fly?
I'd rather be free
than sit and sift through all the lies
My heart tugs at me
I want to hold you through the night
But infinity is
the horizon in my eyes
Darling, don't be afraid to face me
Please, hear me, please, don't evade me
What I'd give to keep the love we made, baby
But I must sing, you know I've been waiting...
This is my song for sundown
This is my song for saying goodbye
It's just been so long since we honestly tried
Whatever we've grown has withered and died
Yes, this is my song for sundown
This is my way of telling you why
Now don't you tell me it's wrong to make a grown man cry
'Cause I can still see that spark in your eye
I'm en route
I think about you as I drive
I want you
but I need a different lif
Johnlock - Your Experiment? - Fluff"Sorry Sir, we can't let you past here."Johnlock - Your Experiment? - Fluff3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Don't worry, he's with me."
Sherlock reached out and lifted the the crime scene tape for me to duck under. I nodded a thanks and followed him across the street to the house in question. We were working with new recruits, people who had only heard rumours of Sherlock's genius, and a few looks were tossed our way as we entered the building.
I followed him closely, and we ascending the stairs, although Sherlock had more of a skip in his step than I did, so I lagged behind. He entered the room, and was already throwing around conclusions and analysis results before I entered the room.
Watching him work continued to be a source of amazement for me. You would have thought that eventually watching his mind work would have become monotonous, but yet I stood back and watched as he checked under every surface and observed every possible conclusion to the case. He certainly was a great specimen. He faced Mycroft and gave him his conclusions, which even ha
TamedYou're such a dazzling manTamed3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I'll have you for my own
You'll be at my command
When I get you alone
Sashaying down the street
I flick my eyes towards yours
You glance and feel complete
And you're drawn to the source
Feet walk of their own accord
You're like a moth to my flame
Get ready to be adored
And after, you won't be the same
You'll never be the same
You're gonna be
I'll make you lose your mind
I'll kiss you
Until you lose track of time
Before this passion that reigns
If I were you
I'd let this, let this
Be your surrender
You're already tamed...
But really, who can tell
The mistress from the slave?
I feel that spark as well
And I can't be saved
I meant to crush your heart
Toss you around like a toy
But I can't play my part
I'm done with the ploy
When I hold you in my arms
I'll never know why you're there
Can't help but feel such alarm
'Cause I took you by force, unawares
You didn't stand a chance
Remove your shackles, your chai