You UnderneathYou Underneath8 years ago in Surrealism More Like This
brushing the willow,
swallow many branches, while
brushing the willow
they hear the
scratch, the bark
at the back of your throat.
Scratch the bark,
they hear the
brushing the willow,
They hear the
scratch, the bark
at the back of your throat;
scratch the bark
they hear the
brushing the willow
Angelic SinAngelic Sin10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Falling ever more into my dreams,
I feel the embrace of him,
His dark frame fills my view,
And I succumb to his sin.
I know the end is near,
As the world shatters,
I awake in my cold, cold world,
Surround in black feathers.
I brush the soft down that covers my wings,
As I watch the fiery abyss below,
I brush my snowy hair from my brow,
And adjust my thorny halo.
I know it is just another day,
Fear and death reside,
Throughout the morn I will remember,
The dream that lives inside.
I love for night to beckon,
So I may dream once again,
I can see my long lost lover,
Who is my deadliest sin.
DEPRESSIONWhat is this feelingDEPRESSION9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
of which my soul it is stealing
Another sleepless night
Another day struggling to stay upright
This feeling is leaving me hollow
All i'm left with is sorrow
Questions left unanswered
eating away at me like a cancer
What is this feeling??
This feeling that will not be leaving
The Critique ~The ClockXThe Notepad~ "I don't think you have any remote conception of how much you upset me, dear."The Critique ~The ClockXThe Notepad~6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
She looked up from her tea, into his depthless eyes.
"What are you talking about?"
Tony snickered, eyes half-lidded smugly. "I invited you to tea to speak about our little test subjects, but all you can do is gaze at me..."
"Do you want me to throw this tea in your face?" she said in her small voice.
Tony's eyes flickered dangerously as they bore through her. The bastard was all-seeing and shrewd, the pure definition of evil. She wasn't quite sure what she was. She did know she liked killing things.
"I wouldn't advise speaking to me that way." He took a sip of his tea calmly, crossing his lengthy legs.
"And why not?" she attempted to challenge, "I'm just as strong as you. We're equals, Tony."
He snickered again, but this time, the sound was more biting. "Oh no, you've made quite the m
Lady Rogues HandbookLady Rogue's HandbookLady Rogues Handbook4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
To expand on the Rogue's Handbook located at http://www.true-magic.com/writing/rogue.php , this one's for the ladies!
I will not masquerade as a heroine, as that would encourage the villain to target me first. I'll let the Hero take point.
I will not join the side of the Villain. He would either be abusive towards me, or I would be killed in the crossfire of his and the Hero's epic final battle.
If we are attacked, I will be sure to give at least one loud shriek so the Hero's natural instinct to protect damsels in distress will kick in and I'll have a nice solid shield of flesh swinging a sword around for me and attracting our attacker's attention while I quietly dispatch the enemies I can reach while staying behind him.
I WILL NOT FALL IN LOVE WITH THE HERO.
I WILL NOT HAVE SEX WITH THE HERO. Doing such would make him declare me his one true love, and he would spend all his time trying to convince me to leave my rougish ways behind to become the ideal woma
We're all okWhen you enter the debris of a neat suburban homeWe're all ok8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Avert your eyes onto the pine and chrome
Don't look at the shards of shiny happy guys
Because you may see your reflection in their eyes
Your blank eyes and scarred wrists
In you their hopelessness also exists.
Do you feel their suppression?
Taste that bitter sweet depression
You're just like them, you feel the loss
The black sheep's gone but at what cost?
There is no friction but there is neither a spark
The future seems empty and stark.
That argument seems so pointless now
You pushed her over the edge, Mum, take a bow
Responsible, you say, you are not,
Is that why you wake, screaming and hot
From dreams of nooses, blades, pills and heights?
And you know it was you that caused those fights.
That last note, found in her hand
Said "Sorry Mum, you'll never understand"
Now you're daughter is gone, dead
And her words are decaying, congealing in your head
Like her, you see her deep in the earth
It's your fault, you never spoke of her worth.
Why do I love GodI love God because He loved me first.Why do I love God8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I love God because He cares for me 24/24 and 7/7 without getting bored.
I love God because even though I do many mistakes, He always forgives me when I tell Him sorry.
I love God because whenever I talk to Him, He is there.
I love God because He loves me even though I mess up.
I love God because He always answers my prayers, His own way.
I love God because His way is always the best.
I love God because I enjoy being with Him.
I love God because He enjoys being with me.
I love God because when He doesn't give me what I want, He gives me better.
I love God because He is stronger than my enemy.
I love God because He can do everything.
I love God because when I travel, I don't have to use a long distance phone to call him.
I love God because He always has all the time for me.
I love God because I can't pay Him back, and I don't need to.
I love God because the things he asks me to do make my life better.
I love God because I can always ask him for help.
I am ElementalI am Elemental4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I am fire, power unbound.
I am water, source unfound.
I am earth, strength unmeasurable.
I am air, freedom unobtainable.
I am light, full of life,
i am dark, filled with strife.
i am elemental, simple and pure.
I am elemental, always here.
I am the essence of all that is true,
Everything i am, all of what i do.
I am the fire which cooks your meat.
I am the water that cools your feet.
I am the earth upon which you walk.
I am the air with which you talk.
I am the light, bright with cheer,
i am the dark, your deepest fear.
I. Am. Elemental.
A Fiddler's Apocalypse"Jeremy! Jeremy, aagh, don't lead them toward me!"A Fiddler's Apocalypse4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Sorry, sorry!" Jeremy yelled back, panting as he tried to focus on playing his fiddle and running backwards, away from the zombies who had begun to notice his music, at the same time.
"Ha! If you can't handle them, comrade, send them over here!" Alik cackled happily, aiming a tiny gun at a group of zombies who had begun to stagger towards Roy and blowing them all sky high with a single shot.
"Alik, stop being such a creep when we're trying to concentrate on not dying!" A new voice, this one feminine, shouted from behind Jeremy. A gunshot cracked from where the voice had originated from, and a zombie that had stumbled too close for Jeremy's comfort went down with a bullet to the head.
Jeremy looked around him and lowered his bow, wincing a little as his aching fingers uncurled from the strings. A slight, dark haired girl came up next to him, holding a still- smoking rifle in her hands and checking around them for any more zombie
History of New JapanHistory of New Japan7 years ago in Historical More Like This
"It was only 180 years after the Japanese had terraformed Mars that they cut contact with Earth. The stories brought by the traders who returned were not hopeful. Even the Earth born Japanese were expelled, or worse. Perhaps there was a certain prescience amongst the leaders of the new Meji empire, an anticipation of the storm that was about to be unleashed on Earth. Or maybe it was just the resurgence of the intense nationalism and cultural unity they had embraced in their attempt to master reality manifestation which caused the sudden and complete return to the self imposed isolation that had characterized their ancestors so many centuries before. Either way the stars would see whole turnings of the celestial disk before anything was heard from the red planet."
-Excerpt from "A History of the Red Planet" by Luccio Orialla.
Melted Rainbows (PadLock)"Paige, there is a TIME and a PLACE for mucking around!"Melted Rainbows (PadLock)5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I don't want to be clean- being clean is uncreative!"
Tony sighs through his nose.
Being so obsessed with time, he knew that it was impossible to go back in it, but every time he walked into a room and saw Paige, elbow-deep in paint, or with pastels smudged all over her face, or with drippy, messy ink everywhere, they always seemed to have the same 'discussion', and it always ended the same way...
Namely, with Tony hauling an indignantly-shrieking Paige over his shoulder and carrying her off to the bathroom, while she ineffectually hits his back with small fists. (The height difference between them really did come in handy at times). Since Tony knew that this would happen- again- he had the foresight to run a bath first, and then fetch Paige. He could hardly expect her to give herself a bath; she hated being interrupted mid-creative flow almost as much as she hated the color green. She'd fob him off by saying
From an English TeacherWhen you're forced to read just to pass English classFrom an English Teacher3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And you don't know what to do
Because novels are dull and dramas are daft,
And none of the stories sound true....
Our existence is a story told with schemes and different themes
And we live through them most every single hour,
You'd see if you just took a little look, it's like a book,
And as we grow up the plot begins to flower
Our lives unfold in stages, and are written down on pages
in a book that's hidden deep within our souls.
This dear town is just a setting and the people that you're getting
to know well are only characters and roles.
Every victory or failure can be thought of as a tale you're
gonna tell when asked "what happened to you today?"
And the funny little bits that happen when you use your wits
can be the funny things in dramas or in plays.
When you're doubting why we read, then here's something you should heed:
Your life is like a story, told in days.
And if that's just not enough, then, dea
RealWhen they met it was on accident.Real4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Her heel caught in a crack on the old sidewalk that was full of them, and her books fell out of her hands and hit the ground almost rhythmically. He thinks that it's the perfect way to meet someone, cliche and nothing embarrassing.
She's had enough cliches to last her a lifetime, and she thinks little of it.
She thinks little of him, to be honest. He is kind and a gentleman, and, at their first meeting, utterly boring. However, boring has a new appeal for her, which is why they meet a second time.
She doesn't realize how much time she spends with him until she calls him one night to talk about nothing at all, simply for the purpose of hearing his voice. The realization scares her more than she wants to admit, and when he picks up after the first ring she tells him that she called the wrong number, apologizes, and hangs up.
Later, she recognizes the fact that he probably knew it was her calling, and finds herself unexpecte
Insomnia-A dark nursery rhymeInsomnia-A dark nursery rhyme12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see you've come
to play again
lodged here in my soul so tight
turning brightness into night
please let me sleep
to never wake….
…now I lay me down to sleep
my life in tatters at my feet..
if I should Wake before I die
I pray these tattered wings can fly..
I never want to feel again
trapped here in this world so cold
where self is wrong
and Us is gold.
how i wonder why i'm here..
The Furama Crew's Quote BookThe Furama Crew's Quote Book9 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
"Taekwonese" - the n00b
"Don't most Korean wrestlers have knees?" - ninjaplick
"No, not for me, I like to keep my pants on." - ninjaplick
"She's speaking Canadian!" - dictits
"It's meeeeeltinggg!!!" - everyone
"I didn't even get a dildo!" - someone who didn't get a handle for the shocker game
"Check the white balance" - picald
"Bad guys in star wars are always white British black guys" - dAMPHYR
"Are you a science genius?" - Wack woman to picald
"THE LEAK!!" - everyone
"Is he even a subscriber?" - elitist bitches
"I'm red/purple/green!" -
DepressionIt's like she's everywhere you goDepression9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Outside you're fine inside you can't cope
Until you're bursting with dipair
and she's your only breath of air
It doesn't seem to matter how much you smile
Something will come along every once in a while
and make you frown like you've done before
until you can't take it anymore
You have to end this life right now
and it doesn't seem to matter how
You never think there's help out there
You're all alone and no one cares
DepressionDepression isn't waking up one day and feeling like your world is going to end. It's waking up most days and feeling the world collapse in. Slowly suffocating you in your own sadness until you can do little more than lie in your bed and wallow in your own self-pity.Depression10 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Some people don't get as far as the wallowing, and some people stay there forever. I'm trying to break free but it's not as easy as it seems.
When you're down, everyone says to you "Have you seen a doctor?" "Have you tried anti-depressants?"
I wonder if those people ever tried working their way through the system. Being passed from person to person like a mess nobody wants to deal with. That's how I feel. I 've seen 6 people, so far who claim that they can help me, and the people increase every week.
They claim that the medication will work, that I should have counseling, that I should try to "See the light at the end of the tunnel". If you've ever been down, it's the last thing you want to hear. Did anyone ever tell a moth
mend the breakI came home, and I was broken.mend the break4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
They told me I was weak and winded me.
They told me I was a coward and busted my lip.
They told me I was a faggot, and condemned me to non-parenthood with a swift kick.
They told me I was gay and bruised my ribs.
They told me I was dead and broke my nose.
So I came home and had a shower.
I let the scalding hot water cleanse my broken skin and it grew in me like a flower.
When I looked in the mirror there was something different.
My bruises and blood attested to that.
But there was something glinting in my eye.
An age old instinct, freedom caged, rebellious to the core, which commanded 'DEFY'.
My pain tells me that, though they wish me dead, I still live, small consolation that it is.
My heart tells me that yes, I am gay, but my love is boundless nonetheless.
My mind tells me that a faggot I am not, not a bundle of kindling, though my anger burns like the forest.
My spirit tells me that the coward they spoke of was not me, for I tried to hold my own agains
Confusion now rules my worldTears of joy,Confusion now rules my world9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Smiles of sorrow,
Nothing makes sense anymore.
Pleasure in pain,
Comfort in lies,
With the world upside down.
Disapointment in solitude
Light in darkness,
It doesn't work anymore.
Warmth in lonliness,
Strength in weakness,
What is love anyway.
Padlock fic! ResetI'm not even mad anymore.Padlock fic! Reset6 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Paige almost fainted when she walked into the kitchen and didn't see Tony. It was nine seventeen, about half an hour over the time Tony set for being at breakfast (and Tony set times for EVERYTHING.) She'd expected to be severely lectured for lack of punctuality. But the kitchen was empty.
"Hey Tony?" She called, walking up the stairs. "I'm super hungry! When's breakfast?" She got no answer. "Tony?" She said, as she neared his room. The sound she heard as she opened the door could only be described as distraught. "Um... Tony? Are you feeling alright?" All Paige could see was his dark hair, tipped with blonde, sticking out from under the covers. "What's wrong?" She asked.
"It's daylight savings time, Paige. That's what's wrong." Tony moaned.
"Oh. I guess that's... Not good?"
"It's AWFUL!" Tony cried. "It's probably the worst thing that ever happened the whole YEAR!"
"Gosh, Tony. Don't be so melodramatic. The hour's different. So what?" Paige muttered, rolling h
Letting GoThe moonlight's soft Glow,Letting Go7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Through my Curtains wide,
Gently flows across the darkness,
In soft and gentle tides.
And there I lay, Dead awake,
My heart torn in shreds,
Bound by memories,
That have long since been dead.
I knew it would be hard,
I know that I need time to heal,
But I listen to you talk about her,
And I no longer understand nor feel.
I'm numb beyond all meaning,
My affections posted back,
Devoid of all emotion,
My soul tainted Black.
But I know what I must do,
So I'll bite my lip as you walk away,
And watch our dreams fade,
Just as the sun has set on this love today.