A Small DiamondFinding that special someone,A Small Diamond3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is like finding a small diamond in a dusty attic.
At first it seems like there is none,
But you soon become ecstatic.
A tiny rock among all the junk,
So dirty, filthy, and buried.
You go to wash off the funk,
And carefully into the sun it's carried.
The stone so sparkly and bright,
Rainbows come forth showing its true;
Revealing everything is alright,
Who knew it would be YOU?
To you, my loveAlthough we are far apart,To you, my love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel we are close to our hearts.
Although we fight,
We fight for each other.
Although we can't touch
You have touched my soul.
Although things are hard,
We have pulled through.
Although we are different,
We mostly act as one.
Although you have hurt me,
I still love you because I know you didn't mean it.
Although you say you are not important,
You are the most important person in the world to me.
Although you may tell me to go,
I'll stand by you.
Sorry FacebookI went Kicking and Screaming so mom can see family so I am writing stories like this instead of what they request. First story:Sorry Facebook2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
long long time ago in a land far far away was a little girl who happens
to be older now because it WAS a long long time ago. Any way this girl
new she was a Princess in real life. She didn't seem like the others in
her family. She cared for others and her sweet Mother. The one day the
Princess heard if she kissed a frog it would turn into a Prince, so the
first frog she saw she kissed, after she came down from the
hallucination she could see things clearer. She was not a Princess she
was a Warrior because in her hallucinations she saw herself with Sword
and Staff. Then when she came too she went out and bought the finest
sword she could and practiced every day, on frogs.
A Nightly SplitMoon's gaze falls upon a couple with quibblesA Nightly Split3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Watching spittle fly in heated topic's past
Today is no longer today they say
There can be no future for us
Always will problems rear their ugly head
Being placed in the Moon's complete white glare
Coal sparkles empty-like leaving the ground bleak
No doubt bespeaking the diamonds that lay underneath
They say that the future just may be destroyed
Diamonds shattering like glass to settle a bed of death
Under blue tinted white light, the couple remains, scattered
Walking each a different lonely and broken path
My Heart Remains YoursTwo strangers searching for someone, something.My Heart Remains Yours3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lost, confused, afraid, abused.
Seeking a moment's peace,
Even death would be a blessing.
One day they find each other.
Life has new meaning.
Every day is now filled with her song.
The song of Compassion is music to his ears.
His heart is forever changed.
He runs to catch a glimpse of her
Each and every day.
She waits for him and her heart leaps
As he enters the room.
Their hearts become entwined,
Entangled, to the point
They can never be pulled apart.
Never before have they met in person,
A virtual room is all they have ever known.
Their bond is special, formed sight unseen.
Powerful words pull them closer together.
One day he leaps up to meet her.
She leaps up to meet him.
They gaze upon one another for the first time.
In that moment, the world stops turning.
She is so beautiful.
He is everything she imagined.
Their hearts are one.
No turning back now.
To this day his heart remains hers.
Her heart remains his.
All because they
Of the WorldThe world brings lifeOf the World3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
And deft cry
It displays its bounds
The limits of its rules
Weighing to depths of suffocation
Without a single care for its creation
Head under deep depths
Light sparkling through
Struggling kicks desiring reality
Intensifying pressure inducing tensity
A world just too big
A Mirror's Unfortunate DreamThe mirror cracksA Mirror's Unfortunate Dream3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Into a million images
Seizing their every chance
To reflect scant naked souls
Uncaring eyes look away
For there's nothing to a reflection
Majestic views pass by entirely ignored
With millions of voices screaming to be heard
Mighty mazes in laid corridors
Every cranny hiding a new treasure
That seekers of loot can never pilfer
As they may never spot its major splendor
With limitless fractures
Containing every potential place
Yet none bother to spare a simple glance
Floods their halls in sorrow
For their story will never be trodden
And their presence shall be eternally forgotten
Fraterchaos' Top Ten Reasons to Switch to LinuxFraterchaos' Top Ten Reasons to Switch to LinuxFraterchaos' Top Ten Reasons to Switch to Linux1 year ago in Editorial More Like This
10: Loads and loads of free, open source software.
To paraphrase a recent advertisement, "there's a free app for that!"
Just about anything you need, any type of software, you can find a completely
free version, in many cases, superior to what you have to pay for in
Windows. Libre Office is 100% MS-Office compatible, and free. Shotwell and
KDEnlive are video editors nearly as good as Adobe Premier, and far superior
to Windows Movie Maker, The GIMP is at least as good as Photoshop, and the list
goes on and on and on.
9: Never having to Defragment a Hard Drive again!
That's right, you do not have to defragment Linux native hard drives EVER!
8: Runs many Windows programs under WINE
Yes, you can run a fairly high number of Windows programs in Linux using the
WINE Compatibility Layer. There is even a website (WINEHQ) where you can
find loads of help getting your Win Apps to work! (and if all else fails,
you can inst
A Life LessonA Life Lesson3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the days of my adolescence
My reminiscing mind
Remembers a young child
Who stands on the sands of time
It was a beautiful summer day
Clear blue skies above
Warm wind, sparkling water
And one foolish decision
That turns pleasant memories to cold
The child wanted an adventure
To explore a place she saw
She wanted to wade
To a not so distant shore
The sandbar was not too far away
She could see it with her eyes
But her parents warned her to be wary
Of the changing of the tides
They cautioned her to call for them
When she became discontent
And wanted to go return
So that they could get her in the boat
Instead of being carried
Where the waters went
The expedition was a breeze
And the view from the new ground
Was quite a grandiose sight
But not long after her discovery
The child grew tired of her new find
She then gazed back longingly
To the place she had recently left behind
And with a brief moment of contemplation
She decided swim back to that beach
That had been so easy to leave before
Nice GuyI'm the nice guy. The patient guy. A hopeless romantic that's so patient, so patient, I'll wait until heaven and hell burn at each other's borders. The love that oozes from my pores could fill a fucking ocean with the burning intensity of lava, and I know why, I know why: it's because my heart is bottomless. My heart clings and grasps for the warm, soft, and gentle. Certainly do I yearn for loving hands that won't turn to weapons with nails that're emblazoned with the crimson tears pouring from my flesh, from my veins, from my heart, and from the rot that dwells in the darkness of every square inch of my mind. I scream aloud, for all to hear, that I hunger for love.Nice Guy1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
I'm the nice guy. The abused guy, you know. The quiet one, the quiet guy, that sits in the back of class and etches on intangible paper the deepest of emotions that can't possibly be expressed in word or touch. The tendrils that leak from my heart, only to be yanked and torn and tattered, are the quills that reach out to in
In Loving MemoryWithin the aphotic recesses of my heartIn Loving Memory3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Exists a place left torn apart
A hole my friend did occupy
My dearest friend too young to die
His memories float through my mind
But, memories are all I find
He is gone and I bereft
An empty space is all that's left
He is better off today
His pain and suffering gone away
Cancer can exact its toll
But, cancer can not take a soul
I wonder what he'd have to say
To hear me carry on this way
Yet, he is gone and I remain
With wounded heart and much disdain.
Canterlot, Equestria and Anything, Ch. 2, Pt. 1Canterlot, Equestria and Anything, Ch. 2, Pt. 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Dusky, are you awake yet? We're going to be late for our meeting," said Cloud as she knocked on her partner's door.
There was silence for a moment, but then followed a click and clack of hoofsteps making its way towards the door.
When Dusk's door had opened, it revealed a tired pony that looked like she hadn't slept for the past few days. Dusk looked towards Cloud with a blank stare, blinking one eye after the other.
"Just give me a moment please, Cloie." Dusk closed the door, and went to get ready.
"Um, ok. I'll get your breakfast ready and just wait downstairs," said Cloud through the door with a worried tone.
She made her way downstairs and into the kitchen to look for food that would help Dusk with their morning. After some thought, she decided to fix up a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. When she finished doing so, she grabbed a glass of milk and set it beside the sandwich on the table.
Dusk came down with the same tired expression she had moments ago and joined Cloud at the tab
Lightning's Battle SheetLightning's Battle Sheet3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Origin: Tales of Swift
Classification: Warrior/Bully Princess (in school)
Abilities and Skills: Super strength, super speed, durability, agility, senses, high evasion, lightning manipulation, acrobatics, paralyze her opponents, skilled swordswoman
Weaknesses: Being outsmarted by Swift, rubber objects (her lightning powers are ineffective against them)
Destructive Capacity: Large City level+ (Her ultimate move Thor's Indignation can create a powerful thunderstorm to destroy)
Range: Average Human Melee
Speed: Massively hypersonic+ (her speed is tied with Swift's)
Combat Speed: Can strike like Swift's Combat Speed up to 300 strikes per second
Durability: Large building level+
Stamina: Can sometimes never wear herself out of lightning attacks|Long enough to continue striking|Probably endless.
The Girl: My Anguish, My AtonementI desire heaven, the girl sworeThe Girl: My Anguish, My Atonement3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The guilt of seven, my friends are such a chore
A chance to be left in, the girl went out the door
Leaving where she's been, I desperately need to soar
Goosebumps lie on my skin, she's covered in gore
The fault's all her twin's, Lynn doesn't even care
She taints me in sin, the girl doesn't have a prayer
There's no way for this to be spun, I must have the heart to bear
Building's stone glistens in the sun, the girl's hair drips upon the stair
She spins on her heel and runs, I'm done with this, I swear.
Thoughts of you.I could not think back to the time you looked in my eyes. You directly looked into my soul. Your soul embraced my soul.Thoughts of you.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your smile embraced my body. I felt the warmth of your glance. And all I ever wanted was to feel your kiss. To feel your soft lips on mine.
Your hugs, your touches, the goosebumps on my skin.
And then I realized you were imaginary.
When I Was YoungerI was always a person of high tastes even in my youth, using a bathroom at a Gas Station was disgusting, if I am going to go to a disgusting toilet it is going to be in a bar. Well before I was 21 when I went somewhere it was always by taking the back roads. Now back to the story. You can drive for miles and not find a place to shop but you can almost always find a Gas Station or a Bar.When I Was Younger2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
This story starts by going for one of those rides and this time we were driving the border of my State, so when I had to go to the bathroom we were not even sure what State we were in, both of us thought we were in the home state and when we found the bar we were correct. You have to remember back then cell phones were the size of a brick so everybody still used pay phones, so I called home and told them where I was and besides drinking we were going to get something to eat (lie) and I would be home later.
As my friend and I were sitting at the bar having a beer this elderly lady came up to me and thank
Your Thoughts on SOPA BillI for one am Against SOPA.Your Thoughts on SOPA Bill3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It seems they want to take away free Internet from us,
And especially for talented and expressive People,
We have Sites like screwattack and Game trailers that provide us
With Gaming news and their thoughts on games,
And here we Have a Bill thats soon going to close down these independent companies,
Not to also mention inde game developers like fire fall,
It Sickens me on How the ESA thinks they are the gaming community,
Its the People that buy The Games that Makes the community,
Let alone Pass out the word on how good or bad the game is,
So please stand against SOPA.
Its a Dictatorship against Expression and freedom of speech.
I agree on stoping piracy but this is not the way to go.
By depriving every independent game developer,
Independent Gaming news companies
and also People who are expressive in their thoughts.
There are other means.
Stand against this Dictatorship.
[Please watch the video in the link in the description, It shows what SOPA is doi
Spain x Reader - Spain?Spain x Reader - Spain?3 years ago in Settings More Like This
The smell of meat and spices wafted through the streets as you walked. The nights were always filled with laughter and parties, in Spain, there weren't a moment when you weren't having fun. Tonight however you were taking a break from it all; you decided to go for a walk to the lake. The moon was reflected perfectly in the water.
"Hello chika~" a voice said behind you. You turned to see a tall brunette man dressed in red and yellow.
"Hello" you said nervously
"I am Spain~" The man smiled taking your hand and kissing it, you smiled at his gentle movements and his overwhelming accent.
"How are you Spain? We're in Spain?"
"My real name is Antonio, but my boss would kill me if he knew I told you" he smiled "What's your name chika?"
"I am _____" you stuttered
"Such a beautiful name~ but you are not from around here?"
"No, I am from (home country)"
"How about I show you around? There are so many places I could take you~" He took your hand and began walking.
"I have been around Spain a lot, I
Where Are You My Spark?Where Are You My Spark?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I do not look at my old photos
When I see them, I notice a spark
I notice a spark in my eyes, It's small, but it's there
If I look at myself in the mirror, I see nothing
There is no spark, I have looked, and it's not there
I have lost the happiness in me, I have lost my heart
It's broken, and I hope, someone will heal it
I do not look at my old photos
Because in them I see a joy that I used to have
Oh hidden spark in my eye
Where is your hiding place?
Where have you gone?
Wir schaffen die Zeit abDu rennst.Wir schaffen die Zeit ab3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Melancholie statt Lebenslust.
Kommt die Erkenntnis unbewusst:
Wir schaffen die Zeit ab.
Sonst schaffen wir uns ab.
Wir schaffen die Zeit ab.
Denn sie ist eh knapp.
Wir schaffen die Zeit ab.
Sonst geht es bergab.
Wir schaffen die Zeit ab.
Wer braucht diesen Maßstab.
Wir schaffen die Zeit ab.
Wir schaufeln ein Zeitgrab.
Den Turbo einfach abschalten.
den Reichtum den du entdeckst -
wenn der Adler sich in die Lüfte hebt
und jede Faser deines Seins belebt.
Doch es bleibt nur ein kurzer Traum,
es ist vorbei als es begonnen kaum.
Denn es gibt immer einen Idioten,
der denkt, das gehört verboten."
Er hat sich heimlich runtergebückt
und den verdammten Turboknopf gedrückt!
Hätten wirs nur geschafft bei Zeiten.
Gegen die Zeit einzuschreiten.
Und uns von ihr befreit.
Wir hätten jetzt viel mehr.
Trapped?I wonder if its clear to seeTrapped?3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That I am trapped in masonry.
These powerful wings did once fly free
Before these walls did capture me.
There are forces here not understood
As evil tries to conquer good.
This wall of stone that holds me still
Has taxed my strength, but not my will.
Even in the hands of death
I strive to take just one more breath.
In that breath new strength it brings
To badly bruised and battered wings.
I know now what I must do
This prison wall I WILL break through.
Once again these wings will fly
Unfettered through the open sky.