Yellow SpringYellow Spring3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It came in tasteful gestures on a shouldered backward breeze.
Ghosts of smiling children rocked the rusting set of swings.
Plucking yellow daisy tops, in streams the stones did sink.
While birds of cream and navy rode above a gust of pink.
The sun rays pressed their fingers through the isle of cobwebbed clouds.
Spitting shafts of sunlight lift the humming branches' sound.
The sipping of the soil weaned as dewdrops fell in threes.
In this brutte of cradled roots I lay beneath the trees.
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
TroubleIt was dark out, around midnight, possibly later. His darker twin slept in the bed across from his. They used to share a bed, but things stared getting too violent with Dark in the same bed.Trouble3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The blonde still had claw marks where they should never be. He really did wonder what the darker one dreamed about?
He wasn't in bed like he was supposed to be. He was sitting on the windowsill looking at the full moon. How he wished he was at his home staring at the night sky. But no...
He was the only human left. Everyone else was a demon and a man too. He would never live his dream of having a child, or a wife, or a family. But according to Ghirahim, they were his family.
He clenched his fists. He wanted to go home. There were countless nights he wished he would wake up to Zelda's calm soothing voice. He itched his arm just above where the cut out of the first diamond was on his glove.
His skintight clothing was really bothering him lately, (Possibly because he spent more time with it off then o
Love AgainLove AgainLove Again2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate to admit-
That I don't stand a chance
All risks turn into rifts-
Our hands will become too...distant
I crumbled inside every time I tried-
I couldn't look you in the eyes
A reflection was all I saw-
The beast within me whose heart was still raw
I'm afraid that trust is a one-way street with me
You can only depend on your own
For I have deemed myself unworthy
While I cling onto the tombstones of massacred hopes
I've abandoned the part of my soul
That connected to others
I was forced to let that side of me go
So never again would I fully mourn for another
A sphere of tears-
Floods my sockets with fear
Every possible future will mimic the past
I've stayed awake-
Inside the eternal moments that I've created
And my immortal regret-
Is that I don't know if I can ever fall in love...again
uccellino.You are perfect with those eyes,uccellino.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Those eyes that see the lush green
You fit perfectly in my hand,
Your soft grey feathers that seem
You are perfect in your melodies,
Your minuscule beak that
You are perfect in the sky,
I have seen you soar
Your Cielo bravado is perfect indeed,
Little bird, will you be leaving me this afternoon?
Summer '11Summer '114 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
i cant understand what im feeling right now
i just want to cry in the rain
the tears wont stop falling from my eyes
why is this bitter-sweet pain?
Thinking of the tears make me laugh
cause the reasons were dumb
Yet thinking of the laughs
make me wonder where all these tears are coming from
I don't want to cry
i want to be strong
but seeing these tears
is probably a sign that i've been holding it in for too long
This may be goodbye
but in my heart you'll always have a place
i will never forget you
and i'll never forget your face
I try hard to stop crying
look in the mirror and fake a smile
I guess this is the price i pay
for making memories that were worthwhile.
One day for sure,
We'll meet again the future.
Thank you for the moments we shared together
Because of you,
this has been the best summer ever.
Drowning The Caged DoveYou used to be alive to me. Once upon a time your skin was warm and touchable. When I held you I used to be able to feel your heart beating in your chest. Now if I dare to touch your rigid body there is nothing but stony skin to brush against mine. I gave up on you.Drowning The Caged Dove4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Recollections of when we first met eat at the corners of my mind. You were as nervous as a caged dove, ashamed to fly, ashamed to sing to me, to kiss me. The last time I kissed your lips they were cold and nearly lifeless. No, not nearly, I know that now. They were lifeless. There was nothing of you left. I ran to you too late. I couldn't save you.
Your eyes are blank and staring. Not dreaming, not aspiring, not wanting, not giving. Just gone. Just nothing. Gazing forever at the black ground above you, the black ground weighing down on you. Six feet of lies and betrayal.
The optimist and The pessimist"Why are you crying my dear?" He asks with worried eyesThe optimist and The pessimist4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
"I'm not crying, I just have something in my eyes."
"You can't lie to me, tell me. I thought I was your best friend."
"It's nothing, leave it"
"Tell me, what seems to be bothering you"
"And what would that be?"
"I don't know."
"Come on you can tell me."
"Life is hard"
He smiles and says "is that what's bothering you?"
She nods sobbingly
"Well, it's your life isn't it? Your life will be the way you see it. Go on with life
with a positive approach and nothing will be difficult. It's your life, take it where you want to go."
Hearing this, the tears stopped.
"My friends betrayed me."
He didn't even have to think before he answered.
"If they were really your friends they would of never betrayed you. Isn't it a good thing? You finally learnt who your real friends are."
He was right, she thought.
"My boyfriend dumped me for another girl."
"He might have never loved you dear. It's better he is gone or he would of hurt you mo
Kiss the reaperMy heart has grown colder,Kiss the reaper4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Tear drops have become as ice.
My life is careening downhill like a runaway boulder,
A soul filled with holes as though chewed by mice.
A knife in my heart,
Blood running freely from my chest.
My world has come apart,
I've failed this test.
I can't take this,
I have no desire to live one more day,
The reaper I wish to kiss,
In this world I wish not to stay.
Love me?I'm lonely.Love me?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My bed is empty.
My heart is broken.
My life is shattered.
My will is broken.
Pick me up?
I'm so lonely; please, love me?
Because I love you...
The Feeling of LoveI often wonderThe Feeling of Love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I look at you
How that butterfly
Gets in my chest
Fire ChildYou told me not to go out at night,Fire Child3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because of the mangled corpse dumped at our neighbor's house.
But you know me,
And the crazy lurking behind these eyes.
You know I can't live without a little rebellion.
So build me a bonfire to dance around,
And I'll scream at the sky, crush stars beneath my feet.
Stack the branches high, let me climb to the top
And drop the match from hands soaked in gasoline.
You thought the purple haze was just a notion
In a dream-addled brain, nothing for the sane person to bother with,
And you were right!
So what does that say about us?
We lost the world before we found ourselves. (We just had to lose it all.)
It's not that we're losers ourselves;
We'll gladly tear the guts out of those who would subdue us!
It's that this world isn't ours, never was, isn't good enough.
It's that we're always out for more, ripping chunks from the universe
With teeth sharpened on a lack of remorse.
We'll ring our eyes in ash and scare the complacent from their beds.
Taken .:Chapter 5:.Taken .:Chapter 5:.4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been a few weeks from my episode though it feels like it was only hours ago. I can still hear their taunting voices repeating like a broken record in my head. I've spent these couple of weeks pretending to be sick. I've been eating food I know will make me throw up, overheating myself, everything I can think of to keep myself from having to go back there. My mother arranged with Brenan's dad for him to come over after school and bring me my homework, and in the morning swing by to pick up the things I completed. My mother said that "even though you're sick, you have to do your school work instead of just lazing around doing nothing." It burned my skin a bit that she was making me do the work even though I was only pretending. I couldn't help but think that her reputation was more important than me, which was probably true. It's about 3:35pm and Bren will be here any minute with today's wonderful assignments for me to complete by tonight. There was a, 'knock-knock-knock' on
Loving to Hate LoveI love you with all the hate I can muster. Your beautiful face makes me sick. Within your intelligent eyes I see nothing but density. You have become so old fashioned in your ways that you are modern. Your soft hair is greasy with lies and your foul mouth rots with delicateness.Loving to Hate Love4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The natural pose which you fight to maintain reeks with pollution. The words you whisper in my ear are sweet nothings, so I know we both detest them.
You are my hated friend and most doted on enemy. I despise you too much to adore, but I adore you too much to despise.
EmpathyAntisocial?Empathy5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For God's sake, eat!
Deal with it.
Find a balance and stick with it.
There are people dying for that food you waste.
Control yourself, woman!
Stop being so clingy!
Do you always have to have the spotlight?
Yeah right, attention whore.
It's not all about you!
It's not that bad.
Not everyone is out to get you.
You're just weak.
You're a cold one, aren't ya?
Why you gotta be so weird all the time?
Get a grip on reality.
There are better ways to get attention.
Why don't you just kill yourself already?
If you have said any of these things,
To any of these people,
Get a fucking perspective.
I Love TheI love the ocean,I Love The3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I love the breeze,
I love the wind,
I love the trees.
I love the sun,
I love the bees,
I love the fish,
swim with the fish,
my fondest wish.
Left 4 Dead: Her SalvationLeft 4 Dead: Her Salvation6 years ago in Horror More Like This
They said it would end soon...
For me I was lucky, the infection has not reached my hometown yet and has given me time to prepare for the worst. People from the south were evacuating to the north towards the Safe Zone for protection by the army. I called my brother Leo about my plan of holding out while the infection passes. He agreed and moved into my apartment with some supplies. He lives by the Airport down south from me. He never stops complaining to me how much he misses the buildings, free running the rooftops with his friends known as a Concrete Jungle Runners. Leo took free running to the extreme by duck taping his trouser legs and his hooded sweatshirt arms. Leo just told me it stops his clothes flapping and catching onto things when he runs along. Yeah right.
We were told by CEDA or also known as Civil Emergency and Defence Agency to watch the Chopper 5 News for information on the virus every night. CEDA call this deadly virus 'Green Flu
From an Insecure GirlfriendI'm sorry for the excess of apologiesFrom an Insecure Girlfriend4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And for all the thoughts that I've indulged
For dealing with the summer full of insecurities
That I only half-divulged
It's not easy living as an irrational being
That's motivated by her fear
But I could stand the poison I feed myself
If it stayed out of your atmosphere
I'm just a little lost, and a little dazed
At having someone that finds me fit
I've never had something this remarkable before
But I doubt I could have held on to it
And though I continue to learn and grow
To the shadow of the girl you deserve
There's still that something deep within
Controlled by assumptions both grand and absurd
And if I seem afraid of losing you
It's not that I don't believe your words
It's because I don't trust myself to keep you,
As is the way with cowards
But even though I'm a living mess,
A bundle of chaos upon your life,
That doesn't change that as long as I'm yours
You will make me feel alright
I know you say you're nothing amazing
Well, darling, neither am
TigressShe is the kind of girl who smothers herself in astronomy,Tigress3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
New Age philosophies and coffee shop poetry.
All fire and dragon scaled-
She hides her tiger stripes behind bruises and ink stains,
living her life by way of verse-
throwing Hemingway around like insults.
Writing her letters to the moon,
she hides her heart underneath her own floorboards,
folding blank paper birds just to set them free at 3AM.
But, it's the lipstick stained collars,
the rose thorned fingers,
and the dead stars in her chest cavity
that tell her- even a tigress can bleed.
Fishies - FrikeyFishies - Frikey4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Geeeee, please take me to the aquariummm" Mikey whined to his older brother, bored of being stuck in the tour bus.
"No, I cant be bothered.." Gerard said, getting another mug of coffee. "And anyway, I've got things to do."
"Like what?" Mikey scoffed, knowing his brother never did anything mildly interesting on their free days from touring.
"Ugh. Just go away Michael." Muttered an uninterested Gerard, walking into the bunk room, away from his brother.
Mikey pouted at this, he hated being called my his actual name.
Urgh. Now I'd have to be stuck in here, bored out of my skull for the whole day.
There was a rattling at the door, and I realised that I'd forgotten that Ray, Frank and Bob had gone out. The three men walked into the tour bus.
"Hey guys" I said, trying to sound livelier than I felt. I failed. Miserably.
"Hey, Mikes" Ray said, smiling at me. "I'm knackered, mind if I go lay down for a bit?"
He sounded tired, so I smiled and shook my head at him. "No, g
You're Not DepressedDepression isn’t what you think it is.You're Not Depressed10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You’re just sad.
If you and your boyfriend or girlfriend just broke up, it's not depression.
If you are longing to be with that one girl or boy, it's not depression.
If you really want to meet that one celebrity, it's not depression.
If you haven’t gotten a text from any of your friends all day and want to talk to someone, it's not depression.
If you cried in the shower last night because you want that guy to be your boyfriend,
Or sat on your bed last night with your face in your hands wanting to be with that one girl,
It's not depression.
Until you have hated yourself,
Felt no self-worth,
Felt like you’d never amount to anything
And are useless,
You want to lie in bed all day and do nothing but think,
Think you are never good enough for anyone,
Don’t deserve anyone,
Lost any interest in drawing, writing, reading, singing, etc…
You don’t want to be around anyone, just by yourself in the dark,
Cried when yo
Daddy's Little GirlDaddy's little girl is getting put away; in the ground is now where she laysDaddy's Little Girl3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
He can't hold back the tears as they pour out from his eyes
As he thinks of all the reasons his daughters not alive
He jumps into her grave and cradles her in his arms
He didn't want this world to cause her any bit of harm
His little girl's not breathing, her heart now doesn't beat
He's holding her tight knowing, he'll never be complete
Everyone watches him cradle his dead girl,
Knowing he won't survive much longer in this world
It takes all of his strength to get out of her grave
And to listen to all the support all of his friends gave
He just couldn't believe he'd never see her happy face again
And he felt his life has come to a sudden end
He watched them close the coffin and pile the dirt up high
And inside every feeling wanted him to die
When everyone had left and he was on his own
He thought of all the days he was going to be alone
He missed his daughter so much; it hurt to take a single breath
And he cou
You're worth waiting forLet’s take it slow, if you want us to growYou're worth waiting for3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our love is our gentle abode, and I just want you to know
That my patience is unknown, but for you, I will hold
I’ll just have to flow, and always remain with hope
Because much time has already passed
And a lot has happened, so sudden and fast
But with each moment, we get closer and forget the past
With each mistake, we start growing, with each, we understand
But now that patience is a big part of my life
I hope that one day, you'll also be mine
It could take a while, it could also be soon
But none of that really matters, because I truly belong to you