Gift - Bitter SweetNot even the rain that pattered on the large, thin window panes could disturb him from his trance.Gift - Bitter Sweet10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was deep in thought, ignorant of the sounds outside of his room. The only movements he made were the blinking of both eyes, and rise and fall of his chest. He sat back in his chair, hands loosely hanging off the arms, and did not move an inch since he sat down.
His eyes were trained on the weather behind the window, though he barely took notice of it. He concentrated on the pale, transparent reflection he saw of himself. He saw his frowning eyebrows, his lips that formed a straight line across his face, his hair which had seen better days, and most of all, the eyes that stared back at him. Behind the reflection, the clouds coloured his skin and darkened the hair colour.
Thats what his mind was like right now. A never-ending band of clouds that slowly crossed the sky. The rain that came from them damped his mood. The rain would cause weeds to grow. Weeds that clung to his mind and
9/11 FATWA against terrorism9/11 FATWA9/11 FATWA against terrorism7 months ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
MUSLIM SCHOLARS AND INTELLECTUALS CONDEMN ATTACKS IN NEW YORK AND WASHINGTON
In the Name of Allah, Most Beneficent, Most Merciful
The undersigned, leaders of Islamic movements, are horrified by the events of Tuesday 11 Sept 2001 in the United States which resulted in massive killing, destruction and attack on innocent lives.
We express our deepest sympathies and sorrow. We condemn, in the strongest terms, the incidents which are against all human and Islamic norms. This is grounded in the Noble Laws of Islam which forbid all forms of attacks on innocents. God Almighty says in the Holy Qur'an: "No bearer of burdens can bear the burden [wizr] of another" (Surah al-Isra 17:15).
We also decry the targetting of the faith of Islam and its followers before the investigation determines the culprits. The condemnation should be limited to them - who ever did it - and not extended to others [meaning the Muslims of the world].
With the obscurities surrounding this inci
Fatwa Against TerrorismFatwa Against TerrorismFatwa Against Terrorism7 months ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Issued, Signed and sealed by the Grand Mufti and his three Assistants in the Fatwa Department of Darul Uloom Deoband.
In the name of Allah, most gracious and most merciful
(with the blessings of Allah): Islam is the religion of Peace and security. In its eyes, on any part over the surface of the earth spreading mischief, rioting, breach of peace, bloodshed, killing of innocent persons and plundering are the most inhuman crimes. In several places in the Holy Quran strict prohibition has been prescribed against breach of peace “Do not mischief on the Earth after it has been set in order” (Surah Aaraf, V. 56) and in another place condemning the mischief mongers it has been said “When he turns he back, his aim every where is to spread mischief through the earth and destroy crops and progeny but Allah loveth not mischief” (Surah AlBaqarah V. 205) in another place Quran says “And do no evil nor mischief on the (face of
BUTTERFLY EFFECT Chapter 10BUTTERFLY EFFECT Chapter 102 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
~"The Man Who Sells Souls"~
"Alright, Edward .where the hell are you, you chibi-chump?"
Cade had been waiting at hospital main entrance for the given fifteen minutes and even graciously waited another five minutes for the alchemist who had practically sworn up and down that he didn't need to be told again and again when to come back. That notion seemed to crash land fantastically.
"Dammit I'm wasting time " Cade's eyes darkened. "I can't stand that."
The young woman sighed. "Guess I gotta go look for O-chibi."
Cade began venturing down the hallway which Edward took earlier. One of the overhead lights crackled and went out. She hoped that wouldn't happen again. The idea of looking for someone in pitch-darkness was unappealing, even to her. "Man, this is such a big hospital how am I ever gonna find such a pipsqueak-y kid? Hey, wait a minute "
After going about the upcoming corner, Cade spied a door on the left side. Trying the knob, sh
The Sky's Magic - Chapter 6Everyone remained silent, unsure whether or not to pity her or to laugh. Silent murmurs bounced around the room with concerned eyes. They were accompanied by the murmured snickers of the other carefree and prideful students in the class. The rest were simply still and silent. All they were able to do was sympathize with the heavyhearted brunette. She stood there quietly, putting her arm down to her side. Her lips pressed together to hold back the tears that were her humiliation.The Sky's Magic - Chapter 61 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Trenton suddenly had guilt sink in his heart, but he smiled through. He reached his hand out to her shoulder and his lips parted to speak. Instead, Lacie pivoted on her heel and made her way back to his seats. His brows furrowed into worry, making small creases in his forehead. He turned back to the class and raised his hands up to regain the crowd's attention. He was briefly distracted by a small voice though. His jade eyes grew fixated on Lacie as she walked up the stairs to get to her seat with her team. The
Sealed LipsWords shared with warmthSealed Lips2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With such honesty
It was just a dream
Backs are turned
Legs are moving
Eyes are looking
But our lips will never speak
Shoulders brushing by
Eyes glance at each other
Something is missing
The words our lips can speak
My lips are sealed
It's alright to be hated
It's alright to love
That's not it
I don't want to say that
I don't want to think that
I don't want to lie
I want to know
Why did it happen?
Will things change?
Watching you walk by once more
Walking by you once more
Only to deny each others' existences
Our lips sealed shut
He's not there
He won't forgive you
There's no need...
I don't care
I don't need his forgiveness
I need my own
I'll swallow my own lies
I'll accept the truth
I'll accept the pain
I'll punish myself
The lies start again
Move so I can say
Two simple words
Let Me SleepLight shines through the windowLet Me Sleep2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sun beams onto my face
My body begins to stir
And my eyes slowly open
Let me sleep
The day drifts slowly
My legs are heavy
My eyes are drifting about
And the voices are loud
Let me sleep
The same thing again
The same routine
The same actions
Just a different date
Let me sleep
The same thoughts
And daunting me
Let me sleep
The same fear
The same heart
The same problem
A new conclusion
Let me sleep...
I grew tired of this
Tired of the same routine
Tired of thinking
Tired of the fear
Let me sleep...
I'm DoneI'm done with you, dear.I'm Done6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just done, get out now.
I've seen your foul sneer.
Leave, I don't care how.
I'm sick of you, kid.
Farewell I dare bid,
From my sight, begone.
This whole time, you lied.
You lied to us all!
To you I confide
But you'd just let us fall.
I am done, no more.
Sick of your being.
There's no heart at core.
Just black choirs singing.
You call people this:
'Useless', oh so quaint.
What about you, miss?
You can't even paint.
You live like a leech
Off talents of mine.
Of those you beseech.
Then like kings, you dine.
There's nothing you own.
Nothing you can do.
On your own, you're down.
Somehow, I just knew.
Knew you were this way.
Living sunny days
Through sweet words and fibs.
You call us your friends.
And I trusted you.
Trusted that to end!
Guess I was a fool.
I'm done, girl. Get out.
I'm through being yours.
Screw your selfish pout.
I am not your horse.
Thanks for the mem'ries
It's been fun, honest.
Our joys, and our tests.
Rozen LiarLiar, Liar, What do you desire?Rozen Liar6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sweet little liar, what are you seeking?
Of all these mind games, do you not tire?
Do you not tire of distanced peeking?
Child of the white rose, you stem from black.
Innocent white form purely deceitful.
Do you not realize a name you do lack
Or has your past mistakes made you fearful?
On your memories, you dare turn your back.
Or do you simply not remember all?
Why do you stutter, why do you lie?
At this rate, you will have to take a fall.
Just like when it was once your time to die.
Liar, liar, when will you come to stop?
You have no need for these lies anymore.
Little liar, let your barriers drop
Liar liar, the truth can never bore.
DarknessI used to think thatDarkness7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Darkness was my friend
Until it swallowed me whole.
A Discord's LamentIf music was to be a person's soulA Discord's Lament8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Then we are all to be originals.
Should those songs were to stop or have a hole
Then we are beings o so pitiful.
If music was written for us to follow
Then is it our own song to begin with?
The beat we follow becomes shallow
And uniqueness then becomes a new myth.
If music be the food of this kind love
Then why do people hate and destroy all?
By then there would be no love to speak of
And music would be just noise so very raw.
Humans have a song to which they are bound
But Discords have nothing that would be found
Thane of CawdorCome hither, listen to my tragic taleThane of Cawdor8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
‘tis a dark sooth of power over man.
Th’ beast doth consume my mind o so frail,
And blood down skin it has fluidly ran.
I have fed them lies, cousins and comrades!
Pray tell me what is wrought by wretched hands!
The dirtied dagger dares take Duncan fades
And my old friends, an army they have send.
Doth thou pity the beast before thee or
Doth thou envy the life of this ol’ thane
Because he is king, former Thane o’ Cawdor?
Nay, a beastly monster in lion’s mane!
A useless life just like all the other
Unfulfilled so I no longer bother.
Black Symphony TermsCompositions - People tend to move to the beat of their own drums. Imagine that beat as their life course that is created as they live. These compositions are all unique to each individual but can be very similar to each other. Each person's composition is divided into three parts: Soprano, Alto and Tenor/Bass. If all three end up disrupted, one may have the potential to become a discord.Black Symphony Terms8 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Soprano - The soprano part of the composition is the mind and heart of the individual. It is the melody that describes the emotions of the person as the person experiences them. It may change from happy to sad to angry depending on what the individual is feeling. However, the soprano section of the song is generally the personality of the person.
Alto - The alto part of the composition is the body. The body gives support to the mind and moves on its own in harmony with the soprano. The alto is based on the course of action the individual decides to take. In some case it may visually or mentally
You're Not Alone"And what are you doing out here?"You're Not Alone8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Great this guy again...
"Shouldn't you be going home?" He asked her.
She sat up and took her headphones off, letting them hang on her neck. "Later." She answered. "I don't want to go home just yet."
He sat next to her and smiled. The air fell silent as they sat on the grass, watching the sun sink behind the trees. It was obvious she was annoyed with his presence, but she found herself fairly tolerable of him. He smiled pleasantly towards the sun as it washed the trees with its fading light. She turned towards the same direction and hugged her knees. She indulged herself in her songs again, locking herself away in her mind and pretending that nothing existed. This was how it always was. She would spend her days on the grassy knoll pretending nothing existed and drowning out the noise. No one to bother her and no one to pester her about her personal life.
She looked up and glanced over at him. "What?"
He shifted his eyes at th
The Sky's Magic - Chapter 5Lacie sat in potions 101 alone at her table staring blankly at the pile of books and grey messenger bag in front of her. Her eyes darted around the classroom at the empty flasks and opened cabinets then fell on the Bunsen burner on her table. The room was lit with an oil lantern in each corner of the lab, granting the room a florescent light with their brilliant shine. She was alone without friends in that class and rendered bored whilst the rest of the class were in an uproar of chattering and laughter. She could only sigh tiredly and think about the lack of sleep from her need to read manga. Remilia had to forcefully stop her at 2 in the morning after her trip to the bathroom. Well on the bright side the warranty on her laptop hasn't expired yet.The Sky's Magic - Chapter 51 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She had finally adjusted to the overpowering stench of flowery herbs and bitter oils when the door opened, a rush of fresh air filling her lungs. She felt relief from the heavy odor and sighed contently. Whoever opened the door just now has
Writing the StoryPounding headache,Writing the Story5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Once the pen moved swiftly,
Leaving a trail of ink.
Now it moves more slowly,
Leaving blobs of ink.
Words come and go,
Sentences give a certain flow,
Grammar is essential,
Spelling necessary as well.
A story is told,
Like none before.
The idea is clear in one's head,
But is harder to put on paper.
Time tick tocks away.
Days and weeks pass by.
The writer yearns to stop.
Yet continues story that will be told.
You are Perfect ch9"Have you told them yet?" Michael asked. It's been a week since Megan told him that she was pregnant.You are Perfect ch95 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"No." Megan replied.
"You have to tell them." Michael said.
"I know." Megan said.
"When are you gonna tell them?" He asked.
"I'll tell them today." Megan replied.
Ludwig and Jasmine were in their room when they heard a knock at the door. Ludwig opened it to see Megan.
"Hello Megan." Ludwig greeted.
"...Hi." Megan replied.
"How are you?" Ludwig asked.
"I...I'm fine." Megan said.
"Is something wrong?" Jasmine asked.
"I have to tell you something. It's important." Megan said. She walked inside and they sat down.
"What's wrong?" Jasmine asked.
"Well, I wanted to talk to you." Megan said.
"About vhat?" Ludwig asked.
"I have to tell them." Megan thought.
"Megan?" Jasmine said.
"C'mon Megan! Just tell them." She thought.
"Isn't this teddy beat cute?" Megan asked showing them th
Story of Evil (Fairy Tail Ver)Hey guys! Haven't published something in ages! IM STILL ALIVE XD. I wanted to start a new story, even though I have like 4 other stories to do, I will be updating them very soon, maybe tomorrow. I will give you some info about my other stories.Story of Evil (Fairy Tail Ver)6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Demon boy and The Girl- Is still alive, I have written the chapter, but haven't got around uploading it. GOMENASAI .
Anyways... onto this one. I've been obsessed with Kagamine Rin and Len, well for a long time. And I LOVE THE STORY OF EVIL (if you dunno them, its like a bunch of songs that makes a sad story that I love) and I decided, why not make a Fairy Tail ver.
I've been in love with the songs for ages and had this idea since the start of the year. I did write a short one before and posted on a Facebook page but I don't know where it is now-a-days.
Anyways, the main story will be made around the songs:
Daughter of Evil (by Kagamine Rin)
Servant of Evil (by Kagamine Len)
Regret Message (by Kagamine Rin)
I do not own Fairy Tail! Tha
An unknown story :prologue:Prologue:An unknown story :prologue:9 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
*Unknown place in the future*
I was made to protect.I am a guardian after all 'then why the hell did I leave her alone with that psycho?' I should have never let her go there alone! she will probably get hurt or even worse I'll find her dead. how on earth she managed to convince me to leave is unknown to me but then she has me wrapped around her little finger and I'm powerless to those very childlike violet eyes of hers or maybe because...STOP. there's no time to be thinking I need to get there as fast as possible or........
Default ChildDefault Child10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hello. My name is Utane Uta, or you can call me Defoko. I am the default voice of UTAU. My master just downloaded the program a few days ago. I can't wait to sing for master!
For some reason, master can't make me sing. Maybe it's because I can only sing in hirigana. I wonder If I'll be able to sing. Master stopped using the program for awhile. It's kinda lonely without master. I guess I'll take a nap.
It's been a month since master hasn't used UTAU. One day, I heard my master talk about a new UTAU. Her name is Fujioka Ayano. I wonder who that is.
The next day I got to meet her. She's 12 years old. Master can make her sing, since she can sing in romaji. I wish I could sing with her. Two weeks later, I met some more UTAUs, Kasane Teto, Momone Momo, Namine Ritsu, Lumasi, and Ann. I really want to sing.
What Do I Know?What do you know?What Do I Know?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm asked that every day
I know I reap what I sow
Yet I somehow find time to play
I know I'm weak
And much too childish
A child that is meek
And can only wish
I'm aware that reality is tough
And that you just have to deal with it
Life is more than just rough
You just have to keep your eyes lit
I know that I'm tired
I lived my life by a bloody wire
Unable to go by my own reason
I know I'm rather scarred
And that my wounds are still aching
But time heals all wounds
At least if I'm not mistaken
But I know I'm done being sad
And done being a liar
Even if it's just a tad
I want to move even farther
I know I enjoy laughing
And making sweet laughs as well
It's like a choir singing
And it reminds me not to dwell
I know I love the people that I've met
And the friends that I've made
I'll pay them back even if they won't let
Because they have always come to my aid
I know time is short
So live like I'm dying
It may be a stupid resort
But hey it's better than lying