Abstract RealitiesAbstract Realities4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Milky light spills in through the gossamer curtains, or what's left of them. The window that displays them allows the dull light to shine through, if one would even want to grace it with the compliment of 'shine.' The walls are or were covered with plain flowered wallpaper a battle long lost to moths and time, the remains either grown into the wall or peeled off. The only furniture is a single cradle constructed of deep brown wood now a lighter less rich colour as it had been. The sheets that had once possibly held a child are too moth eaten with tiny holes and stains as their only decorations.
I stare at the ceiling, not quite sure what to do with myself. After all, I don't do this often, wake up in a place I've never seen but somehow know. Sighing, I sit upright rubbing a hand on my head hoping to jog a memory or two. No such luck, everything almost as clean as a slate besides the essentials of language and common knowledge of the world. Glancing around I see no door, just that windo
The Drink"No one likes drinking or dying alone."The Drink3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He tells me, gesturing me over to sit beside him,
his eyes are bloodshot, looking like strange marbles,
"Screw my liver, Screw my blood pressure,
Screw my heart,"
He lights a cigarette,inhales, exhales,
"and screw my lungs too."
is the smoke that pushes and swirls from his
"Was it a woman?
Her lips and hair and eyes,
you're trying to drown in rum and gin?
To be honest,
I've loved and lost a thousand times,
but I think I'm better for it."
He decays as he sits, festering inside.
I decay beside him,
One more drink, one more drink,
to make us believe again.
One more drink to make us sing again.
I feel him expire,
I hear him go.
His gin-soaked heart giving out,
in the bar,
in the city,
Ten minutes before last call.
Corpse FlowersOn the corpses of those who foughtCorpse Flowers3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There are flowers seeding over the rot
Blooming in victorious fashion
On the blighted ground
Reigniting passion where none should be.
Greasing rusted gears with blood,
So that the clock's hands still spin,
Taking the eyes away from where they should have been
The affair is stamped V for victory,
Then filed away
The Blame of Copper and ViolinHer eyes are downcast, and her mouth a jagged line, "Why did you do it....?"The Blame of Copper and Violin4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His perfect lips moved slowly, forming hard and uncaring words which crashed into her heart like boulders, "What did I do?"
A cold tear rolled down her cheek, her heart was no longer a roaring furnace, it couldn't make her tears warm, "Why did you kill him?"
Raising an eyebrow, he said, "Why did you kill him?"
She leapt to her feet, an ember of indignation flared faintly in her voice, "I never killed him! That was you! Just you! I loved him, and held him, and kissed him and danced with him and-"
"And never cared enough to notice the colour of his eyes?" he smirked, "You didn't love him. For you he was just there. Then when you tired of him, when he became inconvenient and awkward, you just dropped him in the mud. You poured vodka into his young soul, you corrupted his ears with nightmarish tales, and who pick
InfatuationI'm a slave to my own infatuationInfatuation3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Choking from exhaustion
Drowning in the thoughts of you
Living in every moment I spend with you
Falling down grape vines
Wasting all my time
On a love I know will never be true
One Summer Nightone night,One Summer Night9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i got to thinking,
all about you and me.
i finally realized,
how stupid i could be.
while i was thinking,
i looked you in the eyes.
was then i realized,
you were a mess of lies.
i got to thinking,
all about you and me.
i finally realized,
why we weren't meant to be.
Imaginary RestraintsCross imaginary silver clouds, malediction strikesImaginary Restraints3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Crashing 'tween velvet shores and crimsoned seas
Layers after layers ripping through my apathy
this indifferent, patronizing tranquillity.
As waves flow away from shores
This velvet and crimson; we abhor.
Grace the horizon shores and sea,
Piercing silence baptizes me.
Repulsive colours overflown.
Cast away this jaded crown,
Right down the abyssal sea.
Ne'er holds fanciful clouds, or notional tranquillity.
The PastorThe pastor once prayed to the heavenThe Pastor3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Inquired ‘bout the sins of the seven
Never did he know
Lust he did show
When he went for a whore past eleven.
SparkWhen you gaze within these hollow eyes of mine..Spark3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Tell me what do you see?
Do you see things of love, things divine?
Can you tell me, do our souls entwine?
Are they empty, as a beach without a sea?
Are they full of passion, are they fiery?
Do they glisten like the stars?
Or are they dead, filled with scars?
When you gaze within these eyes of mine..
They eagerly stare right in thine.
Not hollow or dead as mine may be,
They’ll spark up and glisten from the deepest depths.
As they resonate.. within your head.
Oh, Beautiful Girlher beauty,Oh, Beautiful Girl9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
shines as bright as a star.
glows palely in the moonlight.
burns radiant in the sunshine.
soft and sensual, like a mother's touch.
big and green, pretty like money.
the key to her heart, mind, and soul.
as smooth as cocoa butter.
juicy as a ripe red apple.
longing to feel a lover's kiss.
cold like a winter frost.
lonely like a high school geek.
cracked like a broken record.
deep like the ocean blue.
sharp like a razorblade.
wandering like a lost soul.
petite like a china doll.
her skin a milky white.
warm to the touch, like fire.
torn like a ripped piece of paper.
heavy, weighing her down like a sin.
free like a wild spirit.
can't you see why I love her?
OkayI love how natural it feels.Okay4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You and me.
Your hand in mine
Has quickly become
One of my favorite feelings,
Along with your
Lips on mine.
I love that I can
Relax into your arms,
And feel safe from
Any and all danger.
I love those little times
You surprise me
With your well-spun words
Or your thoughtful gestures.
I love our conversations,
We talk like we matter.
You make me feel
Like if I want to,
I can change the world.
I'm slowly learning,
You'll give me confidence,
Make me feel good about myself,
Like I'm worth something.
Until then, you continue
To give me butterflies,
To make me blush,
Make me grin.
And when I'm with you,
As cliché as it is,
I can't help but feel
Like everything is
please remember meI have no time to fall in loveplease remember me5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
soon I'll watch from high above
Ill leave behind all of my art
in hopes that one will touch your heart
whether I dwell in heaven or hell
my whole heart still wishes you well
I hope you always choose to stand
but stoop to help the smaller man
I know someday you'll fall in love
Ill cheer you on from high above
i'm leaving behind all my art
hoping that one will touch your heart.
A Cage of ThornsYou deserve so much moreA Cage of Thorns4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Than what I can give.
I'm dangerous to love
I can't give you my heart.
If you saw it
Along with my heart
You'd have to take the Thorns.
Whats been leftover from
Roses that died long ago.
My Thorns are hidden
you can't see them
you can't avoid t
FlawedInsecurities.Flawed5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Screaming at me,
clawing at every inch
of my body.
That little voice inside my head
sounding strangely like my own,
tearing me down,
from the inside.
Each hate-filled blow,
hits harder than the last.
Each self-inflicted cut,
hidden in shame,
nonexistent to the piercing eyes of others,
visible only in that lonely mirror reflection.
little dotted lines drawn
over every flawed bit of me.
Not pretty enough,
There is not a perfect inch
within my being.
Why can't I be beautiful?
APH - United VIII- Abonent jest czasowo niedostępny lub znajduje się poza zasięgiem… - Głos automatycznej sekretarki wymawiał każde słowo powoli i wyraźnie, co niezwykle zirytowało Ludwiga. Francis nie odbierał. Ze złością wcisnął telefon do kieszeni kurtki i przyspieszył kroku, czując nieznośny ból w oczodołach.APH - United VIII3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Musiał ostrzec Francisa.
Jeszcze tego samego dnia rano zdecydował się powiedzieć szefostwu o Gilbercie, choć doskonale zdawał sobie sprawę z tego, że po ich ostatnim spotkaniu Francja zapewne zmienił kryjówkę jego brata. Niemcy długo gryzł się z tą decyzją, wiedział jednak, że nie ma wyjścia. Nie po tym, jak widział atak choroby Gilberta.
Wyzwoleni mu pomogą. Za cenę bycia personifikacją będzie żył.
Ludwig był niezachwianie pewny w swoim postanowieniu,
APH - United XŁóżko zatrzeszczało, gdy Szwecja przewracał się na plecy, a ostre światło jarzeniówki poraziło jego oczy. Zamrugał nerwowo, próbując przyzwyczaić się do zmiany oświetlenia. Pomieszczenie wydawało mu się nieznane, a w powietrzu unosił się zapach środków chemicznych.APH - United X3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Co to za miejsce? Pamiętał wybuch w domu Tina, pogoń za Danią i Norwegią, a potem…
Poderwał się szybko z pościeli i niemal od razu tego pożałował: jego głowa zapulsowała przenikliwym bólem, protestując przeciwko tak gwałtownym ruchom. Zamrugał ponownie, tym razem po to, by pozbyć się mroczków przed oczami.
- W końcu się obudziłeś.
Odwrócił się w stronę źródła głosu, próbując przemóc zawroty głowy. Nie miał okularów, więc obraz mu się rozmazywał, ale nie musiał dobr
86. Seeing RedJude was frozen for a moment, heart beating a sickly, erratic drum in his chest. Everything was chaos around him; he no longer had the slightest clue as to what he should do. He made the choice that seemed logical, that sounded like Al's voice in his head, and ran for cover, throwing himself behind the hovercraft that they had driven there. He pressed his back against the vehicle, panting harshly, cold sweat sticking to his skin, before quickly peeking out from behind the car.86. Seeing Red3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Susan was already down on the ground, a quickly growing pool of blood coalescing around her. The amount would have shocked him once, as would the lurid, bright color; too real, too warm, he remembers with a pang. Jude looked to his left, quickly picking out Charlie from among the mass of people in time to see an officer drag her down to the ground by her hair, a gun clutched in his hand. And then, quite suddenly, as though someone had reached into his heart and gently flipped a previously unknown switch th
HomosexualityOld TestamentHomosexuality5 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Genesis 18:20, 21
20Then the LORD said to Abraham, "There are terrible accusations against Sodom and Gomorrah, and their sin is very great. 21I must go down to find out whether or not the accusations which I have heard are true."
1 When the two angels came to Sodom that evening, Lot was sitting at the city gate. As soon as he saw them, he got up and went to meet them. He bowed down before them 2and said, "Sirs, I am here to serve you. Please come to my house. You can wash your feet and spend the night. In the morning you can get up early and go on your way."
But they answered, "No, we will spend the night here in the city square."
3 He kept on urging them, and finally they went with him to the house. Lot ordered his servants to bake some bread and prepare a fine meal for the guests. When it was
I Need YouI Need You11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everyday I wait to hear the sound your messages bring
Wait till the moment I see you agian
I sit and look at the clock
Count how many minutes till the next moment we next meet
I begin to wonder
Let my mind think
I love you
I can't seem to be at peace
Because I am missing the thing I need the most
Missing what makes my day complete
You and I mean so much to each other
You and I are so wonderful together
You are everything to me
All I ever need
I look for what I am missing
I'm so unhappy at times I could cry
But you stop my tears
I'm so happy at times I cry
And you bring those tears
I kiss you
Through a screen
And wonder if I will ever be able to do it for real
Sometimes I sit
After you have gone to bed
And I look at the things we said
Wonder the things I wanted to say
Think of the things I wish we could do together
Every day we talk from afar
I sit in my home
As you sit in yours
And we type the things we want to tell each other
But you and I cannot hide behind our computers forever
Frozen WhirlpoolFrozen Whirlpool3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Somewhere...in the ocean
There is a whirlpool...that is...frozen
I no longer had anything keeping me bound to this world
You were my love, you were my chain, and my heart was a link
And I couldn't bear the thought of never seeing your face anymore
So my knees gave, as I let my thoughts break, and I forced myself to sink
Somewhere...in the darkness
There is a soul...which became faithless
All those memories down the drain
I feel the bitterness of hope
While my tears rain
I cannot cope
Somewhere...in the depths
There is a spark...cradled by emptiness
My pain will always remain in time
As I never wanted to let you go
But I still got left behind
Only to dwell in remorse
Somewhere...along the path
Came a point...where I couldn't stand
I knew there would be no moving on
And there would be no going back
Because I can't stand the thought
Of potentially losing any of that
Somewhere...in my mind
There is a time...when I loved my
A Strained AnniversaryA Strained Anniversary: Or, a Story from the Great War. told through the Nations' EyesA Strained Anniversary3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Along the Italian Front. 1917.
Austria was tired. Tired of the seemingly endless shelling that could be heard this so far from the front. Of the bloodshed on and off the battlefield, more of his proud soldiers shattered with each passing day. Even now, his grey officer's field uniform still smelled of gunpowder, grime and God knows what else. And yet if not for the constant noise, it looked so much like an otherwise fine, cloudless day. Especially considering what date it is, he added wearily while going through the map laid down before him. Why did it have to come at such a wrong time?
In all honesty, he didn't really need the map to know that the Empire had just suffered a costly setback in the Isonzo. Despite managing to push the Italians back, their sheer tenacity and persistence of those Italians still shocked him. That they would throw themselves all for small sl
Studium anormalnosci - 3/6Francis nie przyprowadza już kobiet do domu i jest lekko zaskoczony, jak łatwo przyszło mu zrezygnować z tej części swojego życia. Nie przestał flirtować – nie zmienił się aż tak bardzo – lecz teraz nie wykracza to poza ukryte aluzje i długie, pożądliwe spojrzenia.Studium anormalnosci - 3/63 years ago in Romance More Like This
Zamiast tego spędza większość swojego czasu z Arthurem, zajęty ustalaniem harmonogramów i niemal codziennymi spotkaniami. Stara się dowiedzieć jak najwięcej o drugim mężczyźnie, zaciekawiony jego życiem, ale Arthur jest potwornie małomówny.
Co za tym idzie, gdy kolejny raz zostawia u niego Matthewa, decyduje się zacisnąć zęby i wykonać pierwszy krok.
- Wiesz, studiowałem w Anglii.
Arthur zdumiewająco sceptycznie unosi brew.
- Dziwne, że ci pozwolili.
- Och, zapewniam cię, że chętnie skorzystali z okazji, by ktoś tak wspan