Die deutsche Passion english translationDie deutsche Passion english translation3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
by Uwe Lammler
We live in tribes, where strife and envy
From the edge of history cries out for fratricide
We dream in forests with dense foliage,
In the fog and below the silence of the Rauhnacht,
We reign in legends, sung from far away,
Noone penetrates in the glow of our Sun Fire
And lately became a name our taint and reward
But even our becoming was always passion.
The wall of the Romans cut through our land,
The West and the South supported the enemy
And bought from outside with good profit
Amber and various household items made of tin,
But even the tamed in the Roman state,
Thought about renunciation and vile treachery,
Wakes up in the Cherusci the old teutonic spirit,
Varus will become the victim of the German passion.
Who doesn´t avoid horror, should be warned,
Death won´t be longer a suffering, the death will be passion,
Who stays close to the source, who gives birth to life,
Laughs at the fools who adorn shamefully themselves,
Barbar, which was meant a
The ShadowA messenger, a God of DeathThe Shadow3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Watching your every step
Following your trail
Holding your fate
Clutching your soul
In his cold, dead hands...
The Night Of Silence.Loud music blaring, older children scaring.The Night Of Silence.3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
It is the night of all Hallow's eve, when we believe the lies we weave.
Parties continue well into the night, but it is different tonight.
At midnight, there's a sudden hush, and shadow snuffs out the light.
The dark is rising, just another lost warning.
Demons blend in, walking side by side with masked human.
All Hallow's has come, but no one knows to run.
The dark is rising, just a forgotten warning.
The dark snuffs out the light, and shall wreak havoc tonight.
All Hallow's has come, and no one remembers to run.
The dark is rising, and the precious light is falling.
All Hallow's has come, and the massacre, has begun.
Text Message We can be alone, together.Text Message3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Alone, together, forever.
We can face this world together.
Hand in hand, open minded and open hearted...
As a team, we could take down anything.
Conquer the problems that challenge us,
And save the victims of life's cruel reality.
I think we could make it out there.
I'm sure of it, I'll have your back,
And you could have mine.
We'll protect each other from harm.
Forever and always.
Everything in life.I need to hurt myself... No, you don't.Everything in life.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I did this... I need to hurt myself for it.
It won't go away if you do, you know it won't.
But everything in life has its consequence...
Maybe if I hurt myself, then I won't have to feel them,
Maybe it'll be consequence enough, if I'm hurt then.
Maybe she won't dump me for what I did too,
Maybe it'll be consequence enough for what I did to you.
I don't get why you're worried though...
But I dream the future, read my poetry, sometimes, I do.
And a few nights I felt a crossover, a nightmare come true,
And now I know that it has happened, because of what I did to you.
So now, I need to hurt myself, to give me a consequence,
So now, I need to fade away, and never be spoken of since.
And now, I want to hurt myself, to save myself more pain,
But all things come to an end, and it's always the same.
SingSing4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Sing me a love song
Sing me to sleep
Sing until reality
is better than my dreams
Sing to me quietly
a tender whisper in my ear
Sing a song with meaning
that I will forever hold dear
Sing to me fondly
say you love me with song
Sing to me passionately
it's been far too long
Sing to me bravely
I don't care how you sound
Sing to me softly
and watch my heart pound
Now sing to me darling
Sing with love
Sing until I feel as beautiful
as the brilliant stars above.
I'm Hurt InsideI'm Hurt Inside3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I want to live, I want to love
But there's only pain
I want to take, a leap of faith
But what can I gain?
I want to scream, I want to shout
I just want out
Please let it stop, my blood boils
I have a monster inside
At time's I'm close, I don't want to
Please don't leave me
The blade calls my name, I need a release
But I won't
I wonder, do I deserve this?
I'm tortured mentally
It's a surprise, that I'm still alive
And I guess I won't stop that
At least not yet
I'm hurt inside
and it just grows
DreamtakerDreamtaker3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
SLIPPING Slipping slipping
I almost had it right in my palms
AWAY Away away
My eyes open wide like my lungs
GASPING Gasping gasping
Accumulated back into this world as I awake
PAIN Pain pain
Gathering the moments of the dream before it fades
REAPING Reaping reaping
My desired world is always taken from me
FAITH Faith faith
I never wanted it to be make belief
FEELING Feeling feeling
That unaware sensation is being ripped
BLAME Blame blame
But it's as if I am the one that is torn to shreds
Little!GermanyxReader: Boats and BirdsLittle!GermanyxReader: Boats and Birds3 years ago in Romance More Like This
WARNING! May cause intense "AWWS" and Diabetes. Nosebleeds at the ends.
Everyong calls you by your country name besides Ludwig, who calls you by your human name.
I really hope you enjoy ^^!
You were one of Prussia's maids. The cocky empire had taken over your country and forced you into servitude. But being his maid wasn't all that bad, his little seven year old brother Ludwig seemed to have taken a liking towards you. And God was that youngster adorable!
Ludwig had blonde hair, icy blue eyes, and came up to about your waist. And he had this adorable habit of following you EVERYWHERE. Like if your hanging laundry he would try to help you even though he wasn't tall enough to reach the line. So after a while he found a stool so he could help you with everything possible.
The thing about him that annoyed you was that he tugged on your heartstrings so easily. For example, One time you tried to qui
Frozen WhirlpoolFrozen Whirlpool3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Somewhere...in the ocean
There is a whirlpool...that is...frozen
I no longer had anything keeping me bound to this world
You were my love, you were my chain, and my heart was a link
And I couldn't bear the thought of never seeing your face anymore
So my knees gave, as I let my thoughts break, and I forced myself to sink
Somewhere...in the darkness
There is a soul...which became faithless
All those memories down the drain
I feel the bitterness of hope
While my tears rain
I cannot cope
Somewhere...in the depths
There is a spark...cradled by emptiness
My pain will always remain in time
As I never wanted to let you go
But I still got left behind
Only to dwell in remorse
Somewhere...along the path
Came a point...where I couldn't stand
I knew there would be no moving on
And there would be no going back
Because I can't stand the thought
Of potentially losing any of that
Somewhere...in my mind
There is a time...when I loved my
Tonight.I swear I'm trying to hold on,Tonight.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I know I'm losing the fight,
I just want it all to be gone,
I want that tonight.
I can't keep this fake smile,
Any longer upon my face,
I'll let it slip for a while,
I'll hide out in this place.
Somewhere in-between death and life,
Feel the cold spreading through,
As for the final time I drop the knife.
This time the rumours will be true.
Of how she took her sorry life,
Cut it short and disappeared,
Escaped the trouble and the strife,
She was more fucked up than we first feared.
Now she is gone far away,
Another name upon the list,
The memories of her will soon stray,
The fuck up girl will no longer exist.
If I Was Honest (93)If I was honest,If I Was Honest (93)3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'd tell you my past.
If I were true,
I'd say we could last.
If I could tell you of me;
I'd raise you up higher,
And help you to fly.
If I was honest,
I'd hold you so tight.
If I were gentle,
I'd walk in the light.
If I could whisper of you;
I'd hold you so gently,
Oh darling don't leave.
If I was honest,
I'd rip you to pieces.
If I weren't frightening,
I'd smooth all our creases.
If I could give you of me;
I know that we'd vanish,
Your innocence would fall.
A ThreadA Thread3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When the bell had finally rung and I had flown from my seat, I reached the front of the school in what had to have been a record time. I paused for a moment and cleared myself, then slowly opened the doors and stepped out.
Not even twenty feet away was a small blue car jam-packed with people.
As the window rolled down and his face appeared, I tried not to panic as I realized he expected me to get inside.
He called for me and gestured that there was plenty of room.
Feeling my hands and legs trembling, I tried not to show the nervousness building up inside.
Not even glancing at the other people in the car, I quietly asked where I was supposed to sit. I heard a quiet snicker as he told me there was room on his lap.
Feeling my face turn bright red I looked away. I didn't want him to realize how impossible that would be for me. So I started to give an excuse, some reason that it just wouldn't work out today.
But even as the words left my lips I hoped he would ask.
I wanted to know that h
Give Me a ChanceI am confused; lost in a trance,Give Me a Chance3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just sitting here, wanting a chance.
I can see that maybe at first glance,
I'm not who you think I am, but
give me a try and see what the future grants.
The feelings I have, I cannot subside,
but I won't try to bury them deep,
and I will not try to hide.
I won't push this aside;
won't leave this untied,
not untried and denied,
and maybe one day, we can finally live,
My life was in shambles; I wasn't stable,
you could look at me and tell I was unable.
Stuck in an endless loop of emotion,
and I was frozen
on a straight path towards an explosion.
It's hard when you're constantly devoted.
This heart has a constant beat,
it will continue and repeat, indiscreet.
Without you it becomes obsolete,
My love for you will never deplete.
Give me a chance,
just give us a try.
I promise I won't lie,
but as I wait for a reply,
I feel the pain of deny,
and all I can get ready for is saying..
The Enemy WithinThe Enemy Within:The Enemy Within3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I have nothing that I can give
Cause I was never taught to live
How do I know what is pain?
I disappear into the rain
Carry me on angel's arms
Don't let me ever come to harm
The blade will cut into my skin
I face the enemy within...
And I feel him, and I feel him cry
And I feel him, and I feel him cry
What do you want from me?
Take me slowly
Are you the man I'm meant be?
Suddenly the lights go out
I open up and try to shout
Gasping out my final cry
Is this how I'm meant to die?
Lead me home once again
Let me face this world and then-
I will try to get control
Won't let this feeling take it's toll...
And I feel him, I feel him cry
And I feel him, I feel him cry
What do you want from me?
Take me slowly
Are you the man I'm meant be?
Why can't you see?
We'll both be sorry
If you take this life from me!
I'm My Own GhostI'm still in a violet haze,I'm My Own Ghost3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Lost in the murmur of yesterdays.
Making a countdown of all the years
Tired of constantly fighting the tears.
My life moves on but my heart does not-
It refuses to simply be caught.
Remembers soft touches, a brush of a cheek
So many things that make it feel weak.
"Own person, own life"; They say it is mine
But right here is where I draw the line.
I gave it to him and he took it to keep,
He is who he is, for you sow what you reap.
Ghost, they call me, for so I am
Nothing more than the common man.
Now I lay me down to die,
So another is born and here I will lie.
Her Haunted Mansion : Emily's Journey, 1My name is Emily. I won't bother giving you a last name for some reason, my first name stays the same, but when it comes to my last name, it changes every time I well, I'll get to that in a moment. I'd rather start at the beginning. That's how most stories start, don't they? And I don't think you'd believe me if I just blurted everything right away. So we'll start with my first life or at least, the earliest one I can remember. With the way things have been going, I wouldn't be surprised if I've managed to block some lifetimes out.Her Haunted Mansion : Emily's Journey, 13 years ago in Horror More Like This
My apologies, I'm rambling. Now, my first life was in a very small village that lived next to a forest. Winter took up most of our time, and there was snow on the ground more often than grass. My mother died giving birth to me, so it was just me and my father. He made a living raising hunting dogs, and selling their puppies. I helped out every chance I could get, and I loved each dog like they were a member of the family. I always believed
My Heart's QuestionIt rises up above me,My Heart's Question3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Laying here at night.
A question I can't answer,
That has no wrong or right.
Shining in the starlight,
Burning in the sun
I wonder if there's life,
In this thing that we've begun.
My daisy holds no answer-
It simply hangs its head.
The question is in my heart
That cries in silent dread.
Your eyes pour into mine
I wonder if you know.
Is this just an age old shrine;
Will you love me or let me go?
APH- 9-11 Fanfiction- Part 2APH- 9/11 Fanfiction Part 2APH- 9-11 Fanfiction- Part 25 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
September 11th, 2001
England blinked open his eyes and cringed as his head ached with excruciating pain. He recognized this feeling. He had experienced it so many times before. Again, he cursed his drinking problem. It caused too many unnecessary challenges. Getting drunk was the easy part. The hangover was always torture.
Looking around, England saw that he was in his New York apartment. His eyes settled on the digital clock resting on his dresser. The blood-red numbers flashed 4:36 am. England groaned. This was early, even for him. Rolling over onto his side, England tried to remember what had happened the previous day. The last thing that he could remember was stopping at the liquor store down the street for a few bottles of rum. He remembered seeing Russia there. But what came next? A meeting was scheduled for yesterday, so he must have gone. England knew that he never missed a meeting unless he
''Tu presencia'' Secret Santa 12-13 ShiiningStar“Tú presencia”''Tu presencia'' Secret Santa 12-13 ShiiningStar3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Fiolee - Secret Santa para ShiiningStar
No sabía específicamente lo que era… o realmente quien era, lo que si sabía, era que, tenerlo cerca, me hacía sentirme segura, acompañada, cómoda… feliz.
Eso se iba cada vez acercando más y más a mí, hasta que me toco mi hombro desnudo. Sentí como todo mi cuerpo se estremeció al sentir ese frió tacto, pero suave y dulce a la vez. Sonreí.
Su cuerpo de poso delicadamente sobre el mío, como si se tratase de una pluma. ¿Cómo era eso posible? La única explicación, era que ese alguien, estaba flotando. Su tacto era helado, pero me encantaba.
Sentí de pronto su respiración junto a mi oído; era fría, y me hizo tiritar. Poso su boca sobre este.
-Fionna- me susurro con delicadeza. Gemí. Su voz era excitantemente profunda.
Sus labios bajaron a mi cuello, y lo beso con suavidad. Sus manos descendieron a mis hombros, y los acaricio, bajando y subiendo, con cada uno de
MCR: Charcoal. :09-13:GerardMCR: Charcoal. :09-13:3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The noirette clung onto Frank's arm, holding him close, not wanting him to leave. He stared at him with wide, fearful eyes. He let out a low whimper from his throat.
Frank felt his throat tighten at the sight. He reached out a hand, putting it on Gerard's shoulder, the crook of his neck. "You're making me regret leaving," he muttered, lowering his head. Gerard took a step closer to him. He sighed and looked up at the other. "While I'm gone tonight, draw me a bunch of pictures. When I come home, I want this whole room filed with your wonderful charcoal art, okay?" He raised up his head to cup his cheek, stroking the skin with the pad of his thumb. Gerard looked at him with the same wide eyes.
I think I fell, because I was, well am interested in you.
Frank smiled and lowered his hand. "I better get going." He, then, turned and started to his bedroom door. But the other's quiet voice stopped him.
"Where are you even going?"
Frank frowned and turned h
MCR: Charcoal. :04-13:Writing on the WallsMCR: Charcoal. :04-13:3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The weekend passed more quickly than what Frank would've liked. Through trying to get Gerard to talk more, getting him to like the taste of coffee, and trying to find out where he came from or what he was, Frank must have lost track of time. Before he knew it, it was Monday morning, and the realization of what he was going to do with Gerard had finally sunk in.
Frank stared at the creature as he slipped his bag onto his shoulder. He curled his fingers against the strap, biting down on his lip. "Will you be okay here by yourself?"
The black-head scrunched up his nose and spun on his heel, going over to Frank's bed. He patted it before carefully sitting down. He looked over at him.
"I'm taking that as a yes, then." Frank nodded once before turning around and going over to his door. "I'll see you after school, Gerard."
And with that, the winged creature was alone. He fluttered his wings, thinking for a second that the other would come back in the room.
Lover's Olympics Chapter OneLover's Olympics Chapter One3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today seemed like any old day, the sun rose over sparkling crystal clear waters that lit up under its rays. Fish swam in their school looking for food and avoiding as many dolphins as possible, as hundreds of people scrambled to the sea vying for the heavy onslaught of waves that were crashing onto the white sandy beaches. Wave after wave came rolling onto the sand and peoples belongings forcing many to move to the safety of the sidewalks that lined the sand. The tide grew higher as a you grabbed your towel and bag, running up to join the thousand others on those warm slabs of cement. Your (e/c) eyes scoured the shore, looking for your friends who had somehow vanished.
"________! _________, where are you beach bum?!" You glared in the direction of the voice your eyes turning to slits as she did.
"Over here, and hurry so I can kick you!" You yelled back to the booming voice. You watched as certain people in the crowd moved this way and that, shifting out of the wa