Surprises, Surprises Part 1 TonyXLokiSurprises, Surprises Part 1 TonyXLoki3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Jarvis, check the comp stats on the Mark 9, I have some ideas I want to fool around with before the party."
"Very well sir, shall I set up the- sir? I'm receiving a transmission message from Mr. Nick Fury, shall I put him through?"
Tony sighed turning away from his scientific holo-screen, " Why not, not like I have a option when he call anyways.."
" Stark, we have a problem."
" Does S.H.I.E.L.D. ever not have any problems? And who gave you my number?"
"It's Asgard related, thought you might want to take a look at it before I talked to Dr. Banner..."
" Oh him? He's always interested in jobs and assignments, he's especially helpful as long as he doesn't get too frustrated."
Tony had just finished his home/office repairs and was reopening Stark Tower with a bang. Since it was party at his tower it was public, and it was expected that Thor attend, along with the rest of the Avengers.
It would be the first time since they all gathered together since
Surprises, Surprises Part 3 TonyXLokiSurprises, SurprisesSurprises, Surprises Part 3 TonyXLoki3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
3 hours had passed since anyone had seen Tony or his beautiful hanger on.
Thor didn't like that woman, she was pretty, beautiful even, but something was familiar about those emerald eyes.
That smile was familiar...
He decided to head to down to Loki's cell, just to check on him. He didn't want his brother ruining the party.
As he walked toward the main elevator, Stark was adjusting his tie about to walk out.
" Tony, I was about to..-"
" I just got done bringing Loki down some drinks.. Tony grabbed Thor by the shoulder, twisting him back to the party... -he loves those right, with the little umbrellas in them?"
Tony patted Thor's back, " He's fine Thor. Relax, let lose! Maybe I can show you some dance moves you can take back to Asgard with you."
Thor was still worried but didn't want his paranoia to get to him, tonight was not night for dealing with his meddlesome brother, if Loki showed his face, he would deal with him accordingly.
"Ok "Man of Iron", I wo
Starlight kisses and bed sheet hugsMy teeth areStarlight kisses and bed sheet hugs3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and my eyes
hold dark pockets
because of all
the late nights
I let the starlight
and my bed sheets
because I realized
you never had,
you never would.
in our minds we rot.my lips taste like soot.in our minds we rot.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
i realize that we
are nothing but hell-brought fire,
the seven deadly sins
(you be lust, i'll be pride)
and a mess of upside down picture frames.
my teacher once told me
that most writers are introverts;
we drink in the world
and spew it back in ink and titles.
we tattoo words
across the inside of our eyelids--
but somewhere in the process
i must have drawn you
inside the convex of my irises,
because all i can think about
is your wind-shaken frame
flames licking across your hips.
you turn black
beneath my hands.
i can't write about that.
BrokenI know I can't take back my wordsBroken2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but now I don't even try.
Stop saying that it hurts
and stop questioning how and why.
Explanations aren't simple
and with all these flaws I fight
it's so hard to ever get well,
even harder to shine bright.
But even if I said I'm sorry,
you would hate me even more.
And even if I said don't worry,
you won't listen anymore.
I know that I have changed
but we can't stay kids forever
and I know it might be strange
but I don't wanna grow up ever.
'Cause all that's waiting is more trouble
and all that I want is to see
what lies beneath the subtle,
what is there to set us free.
So I'll tell you that I'm happy
even if I start to cry
'cause you're not supposed to worry
but you only see the lie.
Here's to the PeopleHere's to the girl with the broken glass heart,Here's to the People10 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
surrounded by friends, yet so far apart,
to the girl with the ocean in her deep blue eyes,
to the girl that never once cries.
Here's to the boy with his dreams on the floor,
just looking for peace, yet starting a war,
to the boy who laughs in the face of fear,
Yet on the inside sheds a few tears.
Here's to the people who never got a chance,
to the people who never got so much as a glance,
the world won't say they never pursued,
the world will say they soared high and they flew.
IncompleteI must hack my way in to the system,Incomplete2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Churning through veils of thinly spun fibers;
Tangled webs weaved through our hearts.
Timber wolves edging along broken glass
Cut from metallic moonlight deep within...
Distant dying sounds not unlike being born,
Crying away while the tears flow right through
Hollow ghosts biding time until the distant dust...
I do not think so.
Not this time, as I die once more.
I think so, it all makes sense;
Connecting pieces of the puzzle,
Even after you believe it complete...
Closing my eyes, as with my heart,
As I am left behind.
InadequateFalling from faceless faithInadequate2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shooting stars fall from space,
Joining heaven and earth as one...
Separating space and time.
Too afraid to swim,
I will wait here in the shallows;
Hiding my face within darkness
Until I forget what it's like,
Can't see myself anymore...
I've faded too far...
Nothing is ever good enough,
No matter how hard I try.
It is all disgusting
Full of hatred and putrid violence,
The demon has arisen,
And she is angry...
Nothing but wrath and fear.
Incapable of understanding
What it means to be alive,
It's not enough to even say
That I want to be free...
Beneath this gloomy sky...
Drowning in the liquid haze,
I will never falter;
Even in spite of
The pitch black shadows
That eat away at my soul...
And it hurts...
I have fallen too far...
There is no hope.
A Chance?A Chance?A Chance?2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
If noone gives you a chance for a long time,
then when you are finally given one,
most of the times, you gonna fail.
And you'll ask for a second one,
but you don't deserve it,
because out there there are many like you
still awaiting the first one.
Don't Ask For A Chance, Demand What You Need.
The Unveiling, Part One ThorXLokiThe UnveilingThe Unveiling, Part One ThorXLoki2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Sequel to " The Claiming"
The sun rose in the Asgardian forest.
No sleep came to Thor, he tried to forgive himself for what he had done to his brother... to justify what he had done...
Loki had been silent for a while, when he finally spoke, Thor had been surprised by what he heard.
"Only you have made me feel..."
Thor chew his lower lip, " Had Loki been sincere?" There had been a time when he had trusted Loki without fail, without hesitancy, but they were far from those times now." He looked down at his brother, watching him rest.
He chuckled to himself, he had always watched his over his brother. Though smart, Loki had always looked so frail, so timid and delicate.
Thor had made himself a personal promise to protect Loki no matter what fate befell him personally.
He had always felt it his duty to ensure his younger brothers safety and to go to any lengths to do so.
" But can I continue to do that now?"
The sun had risen, the other Asgardi
The Unveiling, Part Two ThorxLokiPart TwoThe Unveiling, Part Two ThorxLoki2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Thor glared into endless miles of snow covered plains in the distant, he could see the golden gleam of Asgard's far away spires.
He roared into the boundless area, Loki staring at him silently, completely indignant by the change in environment.
Thor turned on him, grabbing him by the collar.
" This is all your fault! Everything that has happened is your fault! Why couldn't you just learn your place!? Why can't you just release this dream of rule?! Why do you feel as if no one loves you!? Let go of this poisonous dream before it completely consumes you!"
Loki smiled skeptically as if he was saying that no one did love him.
Thor read the smile.
" Everyone loved you!" Thor shook Loki shouting, "Even after you hurt us!...hurt me! They still love you." Loki's face remained indifferent.
Thor threw his brother with his smug grin off into the distance as the snow continued to billow his face.
Loki stared up from the snow his hands no longer shackled.
RevolverLately I've done this thing...Revolver2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's called growing up,
But it's like part of me has died.
Not gone, but still alive somehow,
Clinging desperately to life.
Now you get to walk away
With a clear conscience,
While I must be forever reminded;
Little red trails across my skin...
And I can feel it falling,
Always escaping my grasp...
Raindrops all around me,
Dancing in the limelight
For one last time...
Long forgotten memories flare to life;
Revolving door becomes my tourniquet,
As all that I am
Is transferred into energy,
Joining with the great abyss...
Our spirits flicker and entwine,
Glowering with menacing ferocity,
Killing me over and over;
I shall die a thousand morbid deaths
And still your soul will haunt mine...
Why can't I just let go?
My hand's on the trigger
And suddenly I'm squeezing...
Mirrored glass falls to floor
And now I'm screaming...
How did you become so numb?
Demons haunt my every waking hour,
Lost in a glossy haze...
Even dreams give no release
The Forgotten One: A Halloween Poem*The Forgotten One: A Halloween Poem*The Forgotten One: A Halloween Poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the one who hides behind your smile.
I am the monster you tell children to fear.
I am the chill that runs through your veins when you sleep.
I am the forgotten.
I am the one you will always fear.
I am the misunderstood.
Humans call me by many names, but they all amount to the same thing. . .
I am dangerous.
I am alone.
I am eternal.
I am the dead, the living, and the desperate.
I am the thinker and doer all in one.
I am the past, present, and future.
I am your lover, your stalker, your prey. . . .
But most importantly; I am the one who will kill you.
Claim you for the reaper, and welcome you to the embrace of death.
I am the one to take your soul.
And then you too shall be forgotten, like me. . .
self-portraita sheet of glass separatesself-portrait2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
two girls, the same.
thick, coffee ground hair,
longest strand- jaw length, sometimes
in perfect ringlet, but only when the sun
decides to sleep through the day and
lets the clouds cry over the city.
chlorine pool eyes, but never watery.
instead, they sound like leaves
cracking underneath boots. straight
eyelashes and arched eyebrows
frame them like an oil painting.
spindly arms hang loosely
at sides. often, they do not
know what to do with them.
rings on their fingers talk
when their mouths do.
lithe and lissome,
they can feel their ribs,
but their thighs are thick
and in love, touching always.
they stand, feet shoulders width
apart, to separate them.
splash of freckles splattered as if
God flicked the hairs of a paintbrush
dipped in tan paint at their cream skin.
if someone were to write a poem,
they would call them constellations.
the girls do not.
the only difference is
one’s heart swells
when she hears a violin
or smells old paper,
the other neithe
take me captivemore than anything, I fear freedomtake me captive7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart or yours?01."Do you know what we are?"My heart or yours?6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"We're time tables and crossed fingers and forgotten wonders
of yesterday's dreams.
We're the shadows on concrete made from dandelions sprouting
up from between the cracks.
And we are stray raindrops on windy,
"We are alive."
02. You never screamed so loud, so angry as you did today.
But then you smiled. And I could hear your happiness a mile away.
"It's you. It's always you." You were trembling, but you wouldn't let me get too close.
"I'm sorry I made you this way," I whispered, shoving secrets down the neck
of my old guitar.
03. Tiny scars of my pride show like scratches on silver.
We'll wait for the right moment to leave our mark in the skies.
You will wear blue jeans and I'll wear a smile and together we'll forget about
Fragile Magpie MoonsIt's only spring when you first wake up,Fragile Magpie Moons9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
two magpies and the dull ache of menstrual cramps
tapping on. Death's window
sleeps in all our bones,
a dripping water faucet.
Brittle things--like love,
a jar of not-quite-nothing--
small and fragile and ours
are the presences we carry
while running from the moon.
one.you told me that lifeone.3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
was full of
why do my
~ How Dare You ~How dare you~ How Dare You ~10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You spinner of lovely words...
How dare you weave me a web of glistening endearments
Only to trap me in their sticky, meaningless embrace?
How dare you
You artist of deception...
How dare you paint me a picture of love
That was only a forgery to begin with?
How dare you
You bearer of lovely items...
How dare you shower me with priceless affections
That in the end were mere plastic coins?
How dare you
You coward of a human being...
How dare you claim to be a brave knight
Only to run before the battle even began?
How dare you
You double-sided coin...
How dare you show me your clean face
Only to expose the filth that lay with a simple flip?
How dare you
You foul excuse for a human...
How dare you claim me as your precious treasure
Only to abandon me as if I were only trash?
How dare you
You inconsiderate, spoiled child...
How dare you take possession of my fragile heart
Only to throw it back once you had broken it?
How dare you...?
What's Left Behind...Some days I find myself staggering from this hovel;What's Left Behind...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
To stand with shaking legs upon the window ledge.
I look down at the tiny world below, wind rushing before me;
And I wonder if I'll be able to fly tonight...
The caress of the wind, so gentle upon my skin.
One step, one leap and I'd dip myself into the eye of the storm.
But just before my courage sends me;
Just before I take the final plunge.
I find myself looking back, at the world I'd leave behind...
Stacks of paper and a pot of ink,
Reams of stories too precious to burn.
Ideas and fears both rolled into one;
And pages of poetry left undone...
It always leaves me smiling...
For these were the treasures so close to my heart.
They are the wealth of my mind; my soul, my art.
And I could never ever leave them be,
Where another might burn them, without thinking of me...
"Apologies father, I cannot join you yet:
For in this world, a treasure still exists.
A treasure tha