Mirror MirrorMirror mirror on the wallMirror Mirror3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You see me,
My every rise and fall.
Is it you who knows me best..
Seen beyond the mask
When i'm down and depressed
Seen me the downright broken mess?
I look at you
you stare no slack
Behind my back
My knowledge of you ends
When I go my own way
But you watch me come and go
day after day..
kind regards, your faithful mirrorYour face smiles,kind regards, your faithful mirror3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your eyes don't,
Your mask outgoing,
Your heart doped.
You look to me
You search your face
towards my base.
But like a pond in sunlight
You cannot judge,
Just how far I see beyond
your make-ups sludge.
You look to me, I quietly reflect
Your every shape disgrace and angle
All of it I inspect.
You walk away from me
forgetting I still stare
you turn and glance on departure.
Dont worry I'm still there.
Stronger daysSeems likeStronger days4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You have to
Look back on
than this one
the next one.
from your mirror.. with loveStand at mefrom your mirror.. with love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Glare at me
Your hair at me.
your eyes like
daggers and spears.
I'm not cruel
CloverLuck isClover5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What I make of it
Guides my hand
I like to think
I make my own luck
But if the Fates weave their own pattern
Am I nothing
But another stitch?
And so I hold
My four-leaf clover
A little stroke of luck
Brought it to me
And so I have it
To keep me sane
To deceive me
To reassure me
To convince me
I have some control
Shizaya OneshotShizaya Oneshot4 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Shizu-chan~ Wake up" The pale raven hair male called, the other male groaned for being disturbed from his sleep "Now,Now Shizu-chan if you wanna play you have to get up" the raven crawled into the sheets and hugged his lover's back "or do want to play now" the smaller male showed the much larger male a playfully smirk "Izaya" the blonde turned around to kiss Izaya's fore head "S-shizu-chan I told you to stop doing that so suddenly" tinted pink found their way to the ravens cheeks "but your cute when you blush and don't lie you love it" Shizuo teased which led Izaya to pout "Shizuo I-" Before Izaya could finish Shizuo took his lips and he was the one who broke it "I love you too flea" The two snuggled and gradually fell asleep. The Two Could Not Be Separated. Even Death couldn't separated them.They Are One And Always Will Be.
LOVE IS EVERYTHING
WHEN YOU FIND IT
NOTHING CAN TOUCH YOU
NOTHING CAN HURT YOU
AND YOU WILL
LOVE IS EV
Shooting star.The glass made a tinkling sound.Shooting star.6 years ago in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
As it fell to the ground.
The stars twinkled.
Innocent and beautiful.
All of a sudden.
They seemed to jump with happyness.
And send one single one.
Shooting down to earth.
It lay in the earth.
Laying there smoking.
A ghostly rage filled it.
As it stared at its own above it.
And it cursed to its own.
Up in that inky blackness.
Shooting StarShooting starShooting Star6 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
What luck is this, that I see
Surely, a vain wish
CricketsWith sounds of crickets playing,Crickets7 years ago in Open More Like This
The end of day has come.
The moon that shines so bright,
She is my only guide.
Now is the time of darkness,
The time to reflect upon the mind,
To see the minds reflection,
Like the moon reflects the sun,
The source of boundless light.
May calmness come to all,
Like the calmness of the night,
Which is peaceful and quiet.
Except for crickets playing.
Pe umerii nimanuiÎşi închidea ochii pe umerii mei,Pe umerii nimanui5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
iar ei ascultau tăcuţi
cum toate genele,
rând pe rând,
pe care nu le-au împlinit
m-am născut cu prea puţine suflete,
dar să ştii,
te-am iubit cu toate oasele mele."
Îmi spunea că sunt frumoasă
cu sori în păr
mare în glezne.
De când a plecat
asfinţesc de la prima oră a dimineţii.
Goodbye Child!PrussiaxReaderGoodbye Child!PrussiaxReader4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She's been walking in this world since the beginning of time.
The time when humans appeared once again after her and her friends'
'time' but never in her life did she get this close to someone whose
not her family.Staring at the crying boy in front of her with an
emotionless face,she couldn't help but feel guilty and sad.
The boy clung to her tightly,not wanting to let her go.
Begging her not to go and leave him,he cried and told her he don't
want to be alone.
"PLEASE!Don't leave me _____!PLEASE!I'll be a good boy just don't leave me!!"
The white-haired boy plead.He doesn't want her to leave him.
She rescued him from the miserable life of living on the streets with
nothing,not even food and ever since then she took care of him and despite
of the many things he did,she tolerated him.But now she's leaving him!
_____ blankly look at the boy,debating inside whether to stay with him
longer or simply leave him.It made her both happy and sad-though she
did not show it-that someo
CloverThree-leaf clovers are common,Clover5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Four-leaf clovers not so much,
But does the abundance of them really matter,
Some people are happy with a three-leaf clover,
The clover makes them happy because they love it,
Others are greedy and throw the three-leaf clovers aside,
Looking only for the four-leaf clovers,
The ones tossed aside are undesired and therefore exiled,
By even the most contempt of people,
But there is always the one person,
Who will pick up the beaten and tattered clover,
And he will see not an outcast,
But he will,
End RemembranceEnd Remembrance3 years ago in Historical More Like This
Remembrance Day originates at the end of World War I. The idea is to honor those who died in the line of duty, defending their country from enemies. For all its pompous words and fancy granite memorials littered with colorful flower bouquets, Remembrance Day and others like it have failed miserably in achieving this goal.
I've often been criticized as having no respect, and that can be an impediment when discussing certain topics. However, I am often in luck – hypocrisy deserves no respect. What changed as a result of the enormous sacrifice of those who died in WW1? As the first bombs of WW2 fell just two decades later, millions once again obediently lined up under various pieces of colored cloths to slaughter and be slaughtered. It became obvious that absolutely nothing had changed, and that the millions of WW1 had died in vain.
Most would agree that all that lip service paid to the sacrifice between the two world wars wasn't good enough. To truly honor their sacrifice would be
Shattered: Part III (KakaSaku)Shattered: Part III (KakaSaku)4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I, Lady Sassy Sas, do hereby disclaim all rights to the wonderful world that is Naruto.
Step, block, under, elbow, up and pivot, open-fisted punch to side, swivel, open-fisted punch to other side, two back-flips, crouch and throw.
"You're amazing, Hatake-san!" a member of the group shouted.
He got this kind of reaction all the time and quite frankly? He was sick of it. Couldn't they just keep their fan worship to themselves? Of course not. They were girls and they did what girls did best; irritating the hell out of the male race by fangirling. He shook his head in irritation and despair. Apparently they would stop...but his father had never mentioned when and if he hadn't been around other women other than Aunt Ino he wouldn't have believed it to be true. She still seemed to obsess over that Uchiha Sasuke guy...and Genma...and countless others but he had long ago learned to ignore that.
Shikashi stuck out his hand for the other boy he had been spar
Description of a PoemThoughts on paper,Description of a Poem9 years ago in Spoken Word More Like This
Emotions in ink.
Verse that shows
What the artist may think.
Not just words
That rhyme or not.
It's a writer's emotion,
Their deepest thought.
To write great poetry
So deep and true,
It must come from emotions
Deep inside of you.
What you feel is what you write.
It helps to let it all out.
It's the perfect outlet
For those who don't scream and shout.
Do not be afraid
To let the world know.
Say what you think,
And let your emotions go.
LodestarLodestar7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You know the havoc you wreak
with that bad girl tease
you keep up your sleeve -
a game where you wrap your tongue
around a cherry stem
and wrap the wicked ribbon of wanting you
around the swell of your hips,
a lush bloom rubbing blisters
against my imagination
and the white silk of your skirt
Your thoughts are too expensive
to be owned by this poor boy
with holes in his pockets
and a heart full of anarchy
who just wants one taste
of the trouble you wear
like a lodestar.
Touch NotTouch NotTouch Not9 years ago in Open More Like This
Human hand, touch not the seat of indifference,
But to each their own, the Heart of the Soul.
Human heart, touch not the effects of intolerance,
But see the Truth of unconditional understanding
in the eyes of another.
Put your heart in the hand of another,
And see how you may find the trust to love.
One street level miraclegoi.One street level miracle5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
umăr peste umăr
ne suprapunem perfect
ca un puzzle alcătuit din două corpuri
care în sfârşit există.
inimile noastre îşi sincronizează mişcările,
o bătaie tu,
o bătaie eu,
un moment de reculegere pentru bătăile din urmă
şi aşa am ajuns să fim
Omul cu cele mai multe bătăi de inimă pe minut.
zâmbesc cu toate oasele
atunci când pielea mea
îşi sparge valurile de pielea ta
cea mai frumoasă mare
acum deschide ochii
şi dormi liniştit.
azi nu moare nimeni.
avem bătăi de inimă
pentru fiecare om.
TemptationTemptation12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Air grows thinner, the higher we are held.
Granite pedestal grows beneath our feet.
Loneliness creeps into my veins,
as peers become less abundant.
I can remember the first step
on that first day.
There were so many of us;
we could barly fit on the platform.
Meeting for the first time
as our parents lifted us on.
Five years old,
the first day of the ascension.
the platform grew higher;
growing from the base, pushing us upward.
We became different during this stage;
but still together.
Still parts of an unbroken whole.
Eight years on that platform,
Time held us together.
It's ironic that our happiest moment together
happened to be our last.
ended our integrity,
our true power in numbers was ever diminished.
People began to jump from the platform;
some struck the floor,
upon impact their heads opened,
and something drained out,
the promise and potential drained out,
Higher we climbed,
with most of us gon
The real story of Per Yngve Ohlin Part 1The real story of Per Yngve Ohlin Part 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This comes from the swedish book "Blod Eld Död" written by Ika Johannesson and Jon Jefferson Klingberg. Forgive the syntax error but i've translated with google.
This is part 1
It's Monday, 8 April 1991. The clouds are heavy over Kråkstad, the village is over 2 miles outside Oslo
where the Norwegian black metal band Mayhem have their headquarters. The large red wooden house is located right in the woods and opens onto the vast field. The view is magnificent, even on a cloudy and cold April day like this.
22-year-old singer Pelle Ohlin, better known by his nickname "Dead", spent the weekend alone in the house. The other band members are at home with their families. It was long since they rehearsed together. The guitarist Øystein "Euronymous" Aarseth devotes most of his time to the band's newly established record label DeathLike Silence Productions, whose headquarters situated in one of bedrooms at second floor. He forges big plans for mayhem and talks all the
so i never forgetI breathe you in like a cigaretteso i never forget13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a soft warm kiss,
a cool caress,
reflects a winter night I can\'t forget.
As I exhale nervously from my chest
my right hand on your shoulder,
you hand in my left,
and i feel your every shallow breath.
I see your solemn soothing silhouette,
standing silently settled, deep inset.
oh how I\'d love to see you next to me...
Now your scent still lingers on my skin.
your subtle taste,
still fresh on my lips,
and you would think there was nothing I miss...
...and you\'re right...
Now I drink to remember...
...so I never forget...
They're Just WordsEveryone says that they're 'just words',They're Just Words4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That they only hurt because I allow it,
Because I can't rise above all of their shit,
Every word impacts like a bullet hit.
Everyone says that they're 'just words',
That they don't matter because they're false,
But they always stop my barely-there pulse,
And make my heart and lungs and mind convulse.
Everyone says that they're 'just words',
That I shouldn't let them mean a thing,
Yet I just can't stop the pain they bring,
Making my life feel like a meaningless sting.
Everyone says that they're 'just words',
That they I only mean what I think they do,
But it's what the speaker believes too,
That makes it hurt more than the punch they threw.
Everyone says that they're 'just words',
Meaningless syllables that will just echo out,
Yet I don't think that I can take another bout,
Their hatred is something that I could really do without.
Everyone says that they're 'just words'.
But if I believe that to be true,
Then why should I believe, as you wish me
The Time He Made Nature SilentOnce upon a time, a long while before you or I or the President was born, the world was quite different. In those days, animals, rocks, and plants could talk, but that made things quite confusing in the long run, since no one could walk on grass or hunt for his dinner without entering into intense negotiations that could last for days. After a few years of this, mankind got a little fed up with the constant bickering and decided that there had to be a way to get everything to just shut up and bend to its will.The Time He Made Nature Silent7 years ago in Humor More Like This
Now, mankind knew it couldnt ask the animals to become silent so it could hunt them (because that would turn into a debate), nor could it ask rocks and plants to keep their mouths shut, either. Since asking nicely wouldnt work (and negotiations were always getting tied up in red tape) mankind decided to send out a representative to find a solution to their troubles.
Because names were less interesting in those days, our representative was a man named Ted. (Not to say,