She.Dark is the bloom ofShe.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
a spring lost in
A cyanide crow approaches
my window sill
Get back! Get back!
Demon Star.You dangerous habit of some Hellish God,Demon Star.1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Perhaps some faraway hope can hold me;
No human heart can match your organ-spilled fraud.
Alas, no supernal savior sees me free.
Yet a dubious thought strikes my blank dreams
(though I hold no temptation to your grin)
A rare occasion of light, dull in its gleam,
For I am no gifted sylph of your sin.
You treat my eyes, being the stunning creature
That rose from pretty graves of former loves.
Even my frankenbrain holds no feature,
Compared to your death pale hands shaped like doves.
Though those red stars are falling like silver rain,
You will surely snatch the one wish I gain.
Ico YordaIco Yorda3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
She is white
white as a dove
with her white dress
and grey hair.
She like doves
and follow them
because they are
one of her friends.
She cares for the others
she is gentle
and like her mother was
a good woman
until one thing happened to
and all became dark
But she remained the same
looking at the doves
SS Manga - EPILOGUESS Manga - EPILOGUE10 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Long after the time of Hylia . After thousands of years and the passage of months and days
Link let out a lengthy yawn.
"Link!" Zelda was staring him down.
Link nodded casually, smiling shyly at her. Zelda returned his grin and brought her attention back to Instructor Owlan's lesson.
" such is the depth of the compassion of the goddess. We should learn from this the doctrine of devotion "
As Owlan droned on, Link pretended to pay attention for Zelda's sake. It didn't take him long to return to daydreaming, however. That red Loftwing was on his mind again.
Once the class was dismissed, Link slipped outsi
SS Manga - Chapter Five: A Second ChanceSS Manga - Chapter Five: A Second Chance10 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ride upon my back.
A gust of wind blew past him. Through his fading vision, Link thought he could see the red-tinted silhouette of a bird standing in front of him. With a coarse whisper: "Lo Loftwing?!"
The crimson bird nodded.
"Does this mean you approve of me?"
You have shown me your commitment. Loftwing bowed his head and laid one of his wings on the ground, beckoning Link onto his back.
Using the Master Sword as a support, Link pulled himself out of the dirt. He was overwhelmed by lightheadedness, nearly falling to the ground again. Determined, he heaved himself onto the back of the red bird. He felt as though he would pa
Star DustStar dustStar Dust3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Composes the universe.
Tying us all
One and the same
Is all there is.
No other Mayflower,
To make this voyage.
But everyone's been bottled up
They can't remember.
Inflicted in the brain.
Arising from intermingled,
Star shine gut ruptures.
We never learned,
Everything is you
Composes the universe.
Tying us all
I feel more at home
Than I do,
On this revolving rock,
Of eternal business deals
And hotel rooms.
To be different.
Open up your spectrum,
Know all around you.
Know your friendly neighbours.
Know the constant connection.
Know the beginning of life.
Know we are self-complicating
The spreading destruction,
And superficial luminescence.
Composes the universe.
We all form together.
IronyIrony, you sick and twisted bitch.Irony3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I strike a tune,
You change the pitch and raise the bass,
To drone out my voice, and leave me with
No other choice than to scream my lungs
Until they bleed. Or worse, til I am on my knees
On the bathroom floor, pen in hand,
And the words pour out of the page and
Onto my skin. And I am left alone with
My sin and those thoughts that I avoid in company.
Your discord defects any harmony that
I have ever felt within this beating heart,
Yet you call the blood loss, art,
When everything bleeds in pens and brushes,
And tears cling onto smudged lashes and drip
From my lips in a suicidal bid. You leave me with
Prophecy Of A RavenRaven, Raven on the wall,Prophecy Of A Raven3 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Why do you watch the petals fall?
I hear The Darkness is yet to come,
When occurs the thrice eclipse of Sun.
But, if by chance you come to me,
And share secrets of mine Destiny,
Then I shall throw Apples from my hand,
And endower you the Son of Man.
For they conquer all to entomb,
And so seal the Fate of their own Doom,
And cannot they even recognise thee,
Strangers in PassingDear Diary,Strangers in Passing3 months ago in Letters More Like This
We pass in the same direction, silence permeating the air and my heart quickens at the sight of Him, yet we speak no words. Unfortunate isn't it, that I should spend the latter part of my existence willing His return, yet when He does I say naught and carry on as if I had never met Him, or worse - as if I never cared. But what am I to say? My voice is in my pen, my emotions on the paper and I can't seem to channel my heart into my mouth when I know that I should.
I should but I can't, I can but I shouldn't - Fates sing me a new paradox and leave us be to Destiny! We are fit for verse, not hearse nor punishment - leave us be.
May Our Wave Kiss the ShoreI stride with my ancestors, the copper-May Our Wave Kiss the Shore4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
skinned people that came before
porcelain Europeans, fragile and white.
I stride with the animals, my Australian Shepherd with ghost-
grey-blue eyes keeping pace to my right, wet
obsidian nose pushed in the face
of unsuspecting passersby dozen eye fly.
I stride atop the crest of Life's wave, undulating
ever-changing, waiting for white rubber
of my sneaker soles to kiss the sand of the expectant shore.
I stride on the battlefield sky of night and day. Time rolls
ever onward, begrudging sun conceding defeat to waxing
gibbous moon arcing over snowy eastern mountaintops.
I stride with my boyfr
Three Little WordsI've been waiting for this momentThree Little Words5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I went through the motions at work,
the drive home,
smiled and spoke
of pleasantries through dinner,
and dutifully listened
to the death-toll on the evening news.
But now, in this moment,
we two are finally together.
Oh, how I've thought of this all day,
longed for you.
Now is the time in which I come for you,
I see you there, waiting for me,
as I knew you would.
Oh, how I can hardly wait,
to get my hands on you,
peel back your layers and see you exposed,
I close my eyes and inhale
the exquisite aroma of you.
You begin to melt at my touch,
Game of thronesMy armour is dented and cracked,Game of thrones2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
each dent has an owner,
each crack has a battle tail lurking.
Shall i tell you a story?
Weave you a tail?
Boast of my battles and glories
for crown and cross.
But yet i own no oath,
belong to no order of man or kings,
It is not a sword i wield,
nor is it a country i serve.
I look into this mirror-
All loyalties lost and duties dismissed,
wearing no metalry or brazen attire
and yet the cracks fissure further,
these dents burrow deeper.
I am no saint, I am no king,
I'm but a body caught in the web,
having learnt to submit and lay still,
keeping the gaze of eight a far.
I fight for no palace,
I love youI fully support you.I love you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In everything you do.
I may not always agree and at times i cannot help but to criticize.
I will occasionally try and sway you, though always with best interests in mind -of course I am confident I know what is best, often cursed with being right. That makes the moments when I am wrong that much worse. For others as well as myself. I am guilty of what i abhor in others; aiming for what I feel is best for themselves.
But I thank you for inspiring, bestowing the confidence that drives it. It and other things-
At times I try and sway you over to other view points, but never do I try and coerce you.
And time after time
ShowI am melting down in the rythme of the musicShow3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
it is my heartbeat, the crazy running of my poisoned blood
the song and I are one
I am singing like a dying angel
crying, laughing, playing with emotions
the guitar solo is the scream of my suffering heart
I paint the sky in red with pain
sparkle in the night
I am the flame of your soul's fire
I am suffering for your inside peace
I die for you
look at me, people, watch me
adore me, care for me, love me
please help me
Thoughts of YouI used to feel depressed…Thoughts of You3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feel so stressed…
I was a mess…
Now I am unraveling.
There’s a silent sadness that’s overcome me
Like I am crying without the tears
Like I am dying without these fears.
I used to feel joyful
I used to smile
Now nothing seems to be worth my while.
The things I cared about I cannot stand anymore.
Why can’t it all be like
I am sick of writing about you
You’re not worthy of my prose!
Our blushing love it bloomed
But then wilted like a rose.
I held on to a relationship long dead
And while it ached to wait for you
You moved on instead.
Months went by and I lost tra
Disoriented SearchI will penetrateDisoriented Search3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
And come to understand,
Why I feel this way.
With piss poor vision.
On what the hell
Is out there.
The trees are tangling,
And the sky is torn open,
But I'm not certain.
I am never certain.
Easily twisted into
Damaging the sunshine.
And leaves behind
I will penetrate
And come to understand,
Why I feel demented
And lead so astray.
the darkest part of Silvia...SiliaSomething you might like to know....the darkest part of Silvia...Silia1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
When Admin Tilly and i mean anytime she wants she can turn silvia into silia....
Silia is her evil creepy version...
Much is unknown about her but in this state she turns into the most deepest and darkest places that Silvia knows.....
She likes to hurt people by abusing her magic with snakes.
she looks just like Silvia just more darker....
Holding on climbing upA sorrowful song fills the room....Holding on climbing up1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A violin fills out hearts with sadness
We all set a flower down in its spot.Then we must walk away.I cannot walk anymore....
I cannot run nor can I stop.
I have nothing left.
For you see that spot where they set the tear covered flowers....
Is my final resting place.
This is where my future ended, My past meets up to me and my present collides into its self.
This is where I take the stairs up...
To my new home.
If only...I was going alone..
But no I see others.And one I wish to not see..
A little boy....He looks so peacefully sad.
He is confused and unsure of what is going on..
I reach out to
The Awkward Games - SoMa It was not a usual day in Soul and Maka's apartment. The night before they had agreed to play a game that Patti had suggested the next day. It had been a Friday, and everybody just wanted to go home, eat dinner, be symmetrical That sort of thing. Patti had decided, though, that Saturday everybody should have a bit of fun. Her place of choice was Kid's house, but he claimed he didn't want the beautiful symmetry messed up by an unsymmetrical amount of people in his house. He'd started having random OCD attacks ever since he noticed that their group wasn't an even number. Because Soul and Maka housed Blair as well, he decided that their hThe Awkward Games - SoMa2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My Inspiration??Inspiration... For meMy Inspiration??5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A feeling Love, Pain
A sight Sunset, rise
A thought Randomness
A memory Class, a game
A person Close to me
A something Any single thing
Something that can't Be replaced, ever
Is different Somehow unique
Is special Now ma
ButterfliesTake notes my friend, and do as you please,Butterflies5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
for butterflies can be killed with the quickest of ease,
This may sound stupid, it might sound absurd,
but let me paint a picture using nothing but words.
Butterflies are fragile, simple and small,
but with only one wing they are able to fall,
They don't come in one, they come in all colours,
but just seeing one of them doesn't make it summer.
We catch them by chance, hold them in our hands,
and let go when we want them to find new land.
We admire their routine in the sun-shining day,
and feel nothing but sadness when they fly away.
Now back to business, what I said at the start,
compare the butt
Sesshomaru and His Love IChapter I-Death of Her First LoveSesshomaru and His Love I1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
One night after a battle against many less powerful youkai and a few of mid-powerful youkai, Kagome was in mourning. Sango and Kaede stayed in Kaede's hut, where Kagome and Inuyasha also stayed in. They were there to console their friend and also mourn for...yes...for Inuyasha. He died while fighting to protect Kagome, their village, and its people. It seemed like he would have been find because he was always so strong and came out of battle with hardly any major injuries, but something unexpected happened...
Kagome recalling the events of what happened earlier that day in her mind. She still couldn't fathomed it. It was a slap in the face. It reminded her that life was short especially in the Feudal Era. It happened so fast that it was still blurry within her mind. All she could remember was...
A FLASHBACK BEGINS...
"Inuyasha, we must evacuate the women and children before the demons reach us!"
"I know! I k
Only for HimA thousand souls,Only for Him8 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
they're collected all for naught.
I watched as the colour red dyed them,
my world slowly collapsing.
I waded through blood and sin,
to protect him my shining light.
His smile was mine to protect
I could not let it go unwanted in this world.
If I was given a second chance,
I would do this all over again.
All for him
Only for him
Cleaning DayIt's Cleaning Day! It's Cleaning Day!Cleaning Day5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The day we throw our junk away!
Oh no, I cannot come and play.
No, not today, on Cleaning Day!
I've got gaskets, and biscuits,
And baskets and briskets,
And the top curvy part of a peppermint stick.
There's a bag from the mowing
That's part overflowing,
And a big cherry sucker missing only one lick!
There's a box of rock candy,
A stuffed tiger named Andy,
A rock from the river shaped just like a dog;
I've a cavernous box,
Sixteen keys with no locks,
And a broken CD labeled "Songs by a Frog."
Here's a bag filled with horseshoes,
Some polish just for shoes,
A sandwich, six buttons, a pola