AloneNot to underestimate your influenceAlone5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I think I can manage well without you,
I mean, you do add so much to my life,
And with you around, life does taste better.
In your absence, my days do become dull
But the last year led me believe I can handle it,
Seriously how hard can it be for a man like me
To be alone.
BattlefieldWhy go back to that cursed place,Battlefield5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The place there is no coming back from,
Where even the mightiest of men have fallen,
Battling a war with the fiercest of enemies.
I had my chance on that battlefield,
An unsung hero only in my own eyes,
It might not have been a clash that history will tell,
But I went in as one and came out as another.
It seems like the war is within me,
As one enemy steps away defeated,
Another one emerges on the horizon,
And I sharpen my blade with weary motions.
The flame of combat has fallen on this ground,
Visible from miles away, breathtaking,
Viciously seducing, so inviting,
Once you get caught on, it will burn in you forever.
So quiet is the cry of the hapless victim,
Like a whisper in the wind, trying to make its way,
Yet nobody hears it, nobody comes to rescue,
Standing alone, with a broken heart and a shattered soul.
When the night falls, I drop on my knees,
The moon sheds light on what remains of me,
I look at it and do not recognize myself,
An old man's so
Lege spiritualaCarnea grea atârnă pe oase, sângele pe brațe uns,Lege spirituala2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Lupta grea e pe sfârșite,
Ramâne doar să pornesc din nou la drum.
Dă-mi din nou otrăvuri,
Să beau și să visez,
În reverii moi să dezertez
Să te vad din nou așteptând la colț de drum.
Rămas rece, mă-nchin la lumina oarbă ce încă strălucește
Mică, undeva în înalt,
Să cred din nou că-mi grăiește,
Că-mi prinde iar mâna, călăuză prin deșertul de bazalt.
Fi-mi curajul ce-mi lipsește,
Fi-mi lumina ce m-apasă
Revino și trage-mă-n real,
Rupe-mi gândul ce greșește.
Lichidde sase zile ma topescLichid1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
am devenit lichid
cand norii zboara
m`ai ratacit pe mii de cai
topeste`te de dorul meu
dospite de furtuna
topeste`ma de dorul tau
..old school..:x ..si e a 7-a ora....old school..:x2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
..si eu sunt tot in clasa..
Colegii îmi admira..
Printre note relative..
..unele chiar fictive..
Ramâne-un gram de speranta..
Pentru aceasta viata..
Si nestiind ce ma asteapta..
în aceasta lume ''dreapta''..
Permanent mimez un zambet..
..ce mascheaza un mort.suflet..
Iar unii ma numesc ''frate''..
RetaliationThe drips of scarletRetaliation1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Colours the ground.
Beneath my feet
A puddle of red
Starts to emerge.
A smeared blotch
Of dried crimson blood
Mixed with new.
A figure appears
Drenched in a
Cloak of blood.
It has finally come.
A Lost SoulA lonely heartA Lost Soul1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Forlorn in misery
Never again whole
PreviewA gleaming windowPreview1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
smiling at me.
A rusty door, forever shut.
A frozen figure.
-Every time I blink.
The Truth of ItWe all have Healing to doThe Truth of It1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
which are visible
those which are not
We carry wounds
been allowed to
have a path
You are Not Alone
We may not Speak
We have to walk
Though those Paths
may not always
It doesn't Mean
You are alone.
a part of a Path
You have never
My lost SoulI am but a poor lost soul,My lost Soul1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
in search for redemption.
Lost in memory,
I walk down my lonely path.
Forgotten for eternity,
I lower my head to the ground.
I am but a sword,
broken in half.
I am a lonely soul,
searching for completeness
down the empty path
that lies before me.
Endangered SpeciesIs it wrongEndangered Species1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to be a bit special?
To see different
upon the world
than everyone else?
Screaming, though no one ever
To what I have to tell.
We Don't know what we have
Until it's too late.
I gaze different upon this world.
Upon our Earth.
everyone do call me
A Prophecy of DestructionThe ominous sound of a cloister bellA Prophecy of Destruction1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Reaches my ears
A feeling of despair emerge
From deep inside
Of what is to come
Galaxy Garden, by Lone.Galaxy Garden, by Lone.2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Ahh, electronic music. The possibilities of sound through manipulation is endless, creating emotions and states of mind solely on how human perceives it. Lovely idea, isn't it?
Enter Matt Cutler, a Nottingham music producer better known as Lone, and Galaxy Garden is his 5th LP. Now, Lone plays a style of footwork/juke music that is somewhat tropical and upbeat, despite being slathered in trance vibes. His music can be dropped into the 90's decade with his style of melody and tempo, with so much colorful work and amazing and shiny production, you'd think you were listening to a rainbow emanating from the reflection of a mirror. Bad comparison, but the music is such a great listen if you're a fan of footwork music.
The album shines heaviest when Cutler actually features other musicians on his music, namely Machinedrum, another outstanding footwork/juke producer, such as the track 'As a Child'. The synths are so dreamy with the mix of looped soothing guitar melodies and scrambling drum be
Lucky Dog.Lucky Dog.2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
This really is a great story!
Anyone who has pets will really like this. You'll like it even if you don't and you may even decide you need one!
Mary and her husband Jim had a dog named 'Lucky.' Lucky was a real character.
Whenever Mary and Jim had company come for a weekend visit they would warn their friends to not leave their luggage open because Lucky would help himself to whatever struck his fancy. Inevitably, someone would forget and something would come up missing.
Mary or Jim would go to Lucky's toy box in the basement and there the treasure would be, amid all of Lucky's other favorite toys. Lucky always stashed his finds in his toy box and he was very particular that his toys stay in the box.
It happened that Mary found out she had breast cancer. Something told her she was going to die of this disease......in fact; she was just sure it was fatal.
She scheduled the double mastectomy, fear riding her shoulders. The night before she w
Cycle of Destruction and CreationHope bursts through in spring's desireCycle of Destruction and Creation4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Destroyed creation, whim inspired
Of chaos, fate, events transpired
Life cast on the funeral pyre
A random die thrown into dawn
Finds target in a helpless fawn
But life unto the lion born
Such is the cycle, unadorned
A flower blows on mountainside
Resplendent in sweet nature's tide
Then falls beneath a human's eye
Tis cut, then on the hearth resides
A monk sits in his lone retreat
And meditates the obsolete
While children play with bloodied feet
And milk runs dry in a mother's teat
And in this world a subtle sound
Echoes through the earthly bound
Spins, travels, racing all around
When all is lost, new hope is found
The sacrifice.the ocean singsThe sacrifice.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
the bluebirds fly
the shells will scream
their silent cry
when divers come
to get the pearl
you raised so long
for a little girl
five years you were working
for the final move
get it ready in time!
For the final approve
he CRACKS you
he SMACKS you
he HACKS you
and you were just shielding
your little pearl
and while you are sighing
the diver is smiling
and while you are dying
the princess is crying
'cause you had to die
for the princess' delight.
Autotheism, by The Faceless.Autotheism, by The Faceless.1 year ago in Editorial More Like This
Greetings everyone. I have returned after a hiatus from submitting, and I thought I would break this dry spell with a very fitting album for this moment.
In case you are new to my reviews, I like to educate people on the band a little before dissecting the album as to why I do and don't like it.
So, The Faceless is a Death Metal band from California, US. Before Sumerian Records ever became popular with it's lineup, all they had was The Faceless, and at the time, The Faceless was another death metal band, slightly bordering in the deathcore genre at times. Their music was well above the bar for their peers in the deathcore scene, which brought tons of praise when they released Akeldama in 2006. After finally settling on a drummer with Lyle Cooper, they entered the studio again in 2008 to release what may have been their best album at the time, Planetary Duality. This was a major improvement on sound, flushing out all the deathcore elements almost completely and going for a
I Have NeverI Have Never2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have never quite forgiven myself
I have never felt like I deserve better
I have never felt so depressed
And I guess I have never felt love
I have never had a smaller hope
I have never had so much faith
I have never cried so many times
And I guess I have never felt so lost
I have never ever been so thoughtful
I have never in my dreams grinded so wide
I have never lost my faith in you
But I guess, that's why it hurts
My Beautiful DisasterMy Beautiful Disaster3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
STOP! Before you read this fanfiction you should listen to Kelly Clarksons song Beautiful Disaster. It will make this story SOO much better!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler and sadly never will. *cries in corner*
Title: Beautiful Disaster
Pairings: Sebastian/Ciel (yaoi)
Rating: T / Pg-13
Summary: I am a demon and my life revolves around devouring souls. However, soon I start to serve under a young boy, who not only smells like heaven and sin combined, but has the most broken soul that is the most beautiful disaster.
Timeline: Actual universe. Also known as 21st century.
Warnings: Slight yaoi. Nothing too bad. Slight OOC, too!(I tried my best for what I had to work with) and then is also slight fluff/angst. o.o Okay a lot of it. Sheesh. *walks away* Oh and one more thing. There