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
Here, I will beHere, I will be3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I will be,
Waiting for you,
When the time will come,
When our hearts finally meet.
In the past,
My heart had been broken,
Broken so many times,
That the pieces of glass, Were so small,
They couldn't be pieced together.
You did something that was
You gave me a new heart,
A heart without any bruises,
A heart without any bends,
You gave me a heart,
That is so brave,
It glows bright,
So bright, That I am no longer afraid,
Afraid of my fears from the past.
In the past,
I would have never thought that such a thing,
Would be possible,
But that is love,
Love is something that amazes us,
Its powers are so unparalleled,
That we can't even begin to understand,
What lies behind the word, Love.
It is so powerful it gives us something that escapes us, Bravery.
Here I will be,
Waiting for you,
Hoping to find the answer,
To what Love truly is.
The person I will love,
Look at me,
Our appearance may be different,
Our levels of Bravery are differ
Paranormal PoemParanormal Poem3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Being a Paranormal Investigator
When the dead crosses paths
With the living
So many unpredictable things can occur
Anything from harmless to potentially dangerous
When people are in need of help
And on their last stand
They look upon us for help
And we can answer the call
It's great knowing that you can help the living
just as much as the dead.
Both sides of the abyss are equally in need
However some may choose not to accept help
But for those who do,
Help is never far and in the hands
Of compassionate and caring people
Finding evidence of hauntings and the afterlife
Is a thrill and comforts others to know
That they are not alone and won't be labeled crazy.
Though as investigators, we may work in separate groups
But when all is said and done, we all have one thing in common
We seek to help both the living and the dead to find peace
TijerasEn algún lugar en tierras lejanasTijeras2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
hay personas muy buenas
Personas con padres, hermanos, abuelas
que comparten sus tijeras
Tijeras que con su amabilidad
cortan de mí la oscuridad
Cortan de mí las amarguras
y las reemplazan con locuras
En este día de invierno
expresarme así es un infierno
Más por ser el día del amigo
esto quiero compartir contigo
Mis propias tijeras construiré
trabajaré duro y sufriré
Aprenderé a cortar tu pesar
y así juntos podremos caminar
Gauntlets: Chapter 1 - A Dead Man.Gauntlets: Chapter 1 - A Dead Man.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The pain is excruciating. The sun beams into my eyes as I lay on my back in the muddy field. A light rain shower has started, and the humid air slowly drains out any hydration I may have had in my body. I can taste the dry hot air on my even dryer tongue. The august sky is beautiful though; I see that, even through this pain.
I hear the muffled sounds of people, or at least I think that they are people, laughing, screaming, and yelling! The soccer field that I was on just a few minutes ago has in an instant turned into a whirly unidentifiable mess. The trees that once surrounded me now look like tall, scary creatures. And the sky. This august sky looks like fire. Beautiful fire, but fire nonetheless.
I raise my hand to my face and immediately feel the welt growing on my forehead. I think that I may be bleeding as well.
"You okay boy," I hear someone ask. I force myself to attempt sit up
listenhey. listen. i need to tell you something. yes, yes. i know. you're a thousand miles away & i once held you beneath my hands. i still remember the way your heart felt, the tightness in your chest, the white glare of your tee & the way i tried to look beautiful without makeup & with my hair askew. we shared one pillow, one sheet, one blue-lit building, & one dawn. but i can't help but know your nose is ticklish & remember a girl with dark hair. my bright hair hides my dark but you have those, too. you say you want & i want with you. i don't trust myself with you. i stand on ledges to prove i'm brave scared others will find i am not. i stand in the in-betweens & imagine falling. i wonder if your pretense is your intent but i can't feel your heart. one blue building, one dawn, your back as you turned the corner of 57th & 7th. i remember clearly & i don't think i want to forget again. so i'll remember. & i'll see you. but you're thousands of miles away & never could hear me.listen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Character Survey: RhistelCharacter Survey: Rhistel3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
FULL NAME: Rhistel Aidan from Sentes. His real surname got lost, since he was too little to remember it when he was found.
MEANING: "Rhistel" doesn't have any particular meaning, while Aidan means "blessed by the Gods" in the sacred language. Sentes is the village he comes from.
NICKNAME: Among the servitude in his mansion and people of his feud he's often addressed as "bran luth", which means something like "silent/quiet lord", referring to the fact that he almost never speaks or even shows himself around at all. Everyone else just call him with his name, except for Sywyn who calls him "shadowling" or just "bookworm", depending on his mood...
ACTUAL AGE: well.. when the story begins he's 16-17, and will become 22-23 by the end of the events.
RESIDENCE: his feud, about 100 miles from the main city of the human kingdom. Does it makes any sense to you? :°D
AGE APPEARANCE: his own, basically... for now
SPECIES: halfbreed, human/dur'gwath (dark elf)
Martyr:It's Never Too LateMartyr:It's Never Too Late2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Martyr:It's Never Too Late
You don't have to believe me, but I know
All the different kinds of pain, and processes of sorrow
What it feels like not wanting to wake up to see another tomorrow
I had every attempt planned out
I slammed the tear-stained pen down
I screamed in my head it's either never or now
And I slowly walked out onto the road
Trying to not turn back, because there's no more hope
I left it behind mixed on the paper, the last goodbye letter that I wrote
Give me your hate / Hand me your pain
Toss me your blame / Force out your bane
I've broken all of my blood oaths
Stacked on top of all the unread notes
The words written down always dragged me into the undertow
I secretly despised my own existence, I'm nothing but a coward
Every second I spent alone I always backed myself into another corner
I want to leave nothing to be remembered by, I don't want my death to matter
All I can say is don't make the same mistakes I have, don't die on the i
GA fanfic 2-Walkthrough Part 1GA fanfic 2-Walkthrough Part 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ghost Adventures Title sequence
My name is Zak Bagans. I've never believed in ghosts until I came face to face with one.
So I set out on a quest to capture what I once saw onto video....
With no big camera crews following us around, I am joined only by my fellow investigator Nick Groff and our equipment tech Aaron Goodwin.
The three of us will travel to some of the most highly active paranormal locations, where we will spend an entire night, being locked down from dusk until dawn....
-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!3 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.
A memory of Sun - Part IIA memory of Sun - Part II3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Her mother had been beautiful once. Before the drugs had taken her to a place where sense nor sanity no longer lived. Before Javoran snake-bellied into her life to flicker-whisper lies and use the back of his knuckles to speakpinpricks of his fingers blushed darker cerulean in her mother's skin often. Jahnya often thought that the color of her mother's bruised skin is what the sky might look like if it was cruelly crushed. Part of her mother's beauty, she had always thought, was the traditional head piece that she'd worn before Javoran bought her something new. Something gaudy and studded with fake stones, something flashy and as fake as the life he'd given Jahnya's mother.
The head piece had a thick band of ancient brown hide. Edged in metal that Jahnya imagined the hands of many women of her clan had once touchedstaining it bronze-gold with their fingerprints--a simplistic, elegant center piece of metal rested on the brow. A circle in the middle with two column
Persuasive speech-HauntingsAttention- How many of you have seen the movie Paranormal Activity? For those of you who haven't seen it, the movie is about a young couple who get terrorized by a demonic entity in their home.Persuasive speech-Hauntings4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Relate yourself to the audience- Although some horror films such as this one may be inspired by real ghost stories, nothing compares to a first-hand experience with an actual haunting.
Relate to yourself- I visited my cousin Jessica on every other weekend for the past ten years. She would often tell me she believed it to be haunted. Some time ago, we conducted our own investigations to find out what exactly was in her house. We now believe that the evidence we collected from our investigations gives us a reason to believe that something paranormal is residing in her house.
Oratorical purpose- I am here today to convince you that hauntings are real.
What are the main points- First I will give a brief explanation of what type of hauntings there are, then reveal my own evidence, and finally explain
Tragic Airport ExperiencesWhen you are leaving for your holidays and travelling by airplane, you have to be present there two hours before departure. But if you want to avoid traffic you'll have to leave one to two hours earlier. (In our case it was two hours). So that meant we were 4 hours(!!) too early at the airport. What on earth you're supposed to do in those 4 hours, well, nobody knows. We decided to have something to eat first.Tragic Airport Experiences4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Because of my irrational fear of escalators I was forced to take the stairs. Eventually I want to enter the restaurant there was only one problem: I hadn't seen the door. That was actually not that strange because it was a glass, very, very clean door, which was supposed to open automatically Well, NOT! So I just walked into that door with an enormous BENG! The staff, all the other people on the stairs and all the people inside the restaurant looked at me. My face heated, of course, and, the worst thing of this all, I was being laughed at by the entire staff
The Love.The Love.2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It wasn't so much of a house or home, more like a shack; a shelter... A wooden building in this huge tree in the middle of nowhere, but it had all we needed. A tin roof and four walls, two of which held the window and door... Well I call them that but really it was just a wooden wall with a hole for the window and door should be.
But it was set in the most beautiful surroundings, miles from modern day; perfect for us to get better aquainted. Inside the room was sparse, a huge king size bed dominated the room. There was a oak desk with a chair, leather and oh so comfortable. A small room walled off for bathing and other business! There was a kitchen table and chairs, two of them; perfect for our quiet nights in! And a small kitchenette area, small area for preparing the food and a small stove to cook upon... Of course you are the cook, I am more the looking after you type.
We sit for hours, talking about life and all that has brought us to this moment. Often we can be found laying toget
AtAInterview transcriptAtAInterview transcript2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
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Red Rose Interview Part OneRed Rose Interview Part One3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Red Rose Interview!
Interviewer: Well, hello and welcome, loves to Red Rose's personal side interviews! I am your interviewer, my identity shall remain a secret till the very end of Red Rose! Thanks to all Red Rose fans out there, we have Eros Knight here with us today! You all voted for your favorite and he's here!
Eros: (waves to the audience with a charming small smile.) Hello.
Interviewer: Hello, Eros Knight and welcome! So, tell us how you feel about being the number one favorite so far in Red Rose?
Eros: To be honest, surprised.
Interviewer: Surprised? Why so?
Eros: Well, I wasn't expecting to be the favorite among the fans. My roles have been little so far in Red Rose. I am in and out, featured here and there.
Int: Who did you assume would be the fans favorite?
Eros: Um, in honesty, I really thought Neo. He is the protagonist of the story, after all.
Int: True, but the fans know a lot about him and that he is mostly to be thrown into certain issues. Now, some see you as
GA fanfic 3-PrologueGA fanfic 3-Prologue4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Old Wyoming Penitentiary, Rawlins, WY
The team visit an old prison where former inmates still lurk within the building.
Before the Lockdown
It had been nearly a month since my previous investigation with the Ghost Adventures Crew, waiting to hear from them with anticipation. As promised by Zak, they contacted me and requested that I accompany them once again outside New York. Arriving at our destination the day before, I spent the night in my hotel room pondering over the lockdown to come.
Knowing that the following day, I would be on my own Ghost Adventures.
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...
I never.I never.3 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
Red Rose Chapter Eight IntroRed Rose Chapter Eight Intro3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Angel or The Sinner?
" .You. Did. What?"
" Slept with Bobby "
" And you're telling me this because .?" Danny looked over to Neo sitting down at a diner booth.
" ." Neo sighed. "I don't know. Maybe because I couldn't tell anybody else."
" .Why not? What's so important about this Bobby guy?" Danny leaned a bit on the booth seat across from Neo's. He was wearing a white, sliming, button down shirt with a name badge on his left breast, a black apron and gray slacks. For the first time, he was caught without wearing his red hoodie that gave him his nickname "Red Ridin' Hood." A.K.A "Red" and for the first time, Everyone could clearly see Danny's virgin blonde hair and the length of it. Neo estimated that if it were loose, it would come down to about his rear. At the moment, it was tied back into a clean ponytail with a black hair band. Danny had
Blue Skies Part 1Blue Skies Part 13 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I was in the house on my own sat on the Couch flicking through The music channels on the T.V.
FT ISLAND.BIG BANG.SHINee.CN BLUE.Super Junior.DBSK.Park JungMin.KARA.2NE1.
The Korea's top tens were on and these were familiar artists that showed up with good marks for these past weeks,but....recently a new band had been showing up.One i wasn't all too interested in.Didn't listen to them and don't know anything about them.
For me not to be interested in a band like them was considered surprising. You see at my school if I mentioned a new artist or song, they would immediately listen to it.
I was the one to talk to about music in our school. New music styles. What Genre is best right now. Also who was the member to look out for.
This week it's Park Jung Min. His single is Not Alone and was showed as 3rd single in the charts last week. 4th this week. Everyone asks me for music when they get bored of an Artist or want to know more.
Top Tens this week was what i expected except for the new ban