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TearsI'm crying a little insideTears5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have no family
No home
Yet I can fly
I have every will to keep me alive
But still
I'm crying a little inside
My mother
My Father
My aunt and my brother
Are all gone
I have no one to hold me back
I have nothing to keep me down
I am free to rise up
Or drown
And I'm crying a little inside
The thing is
I don't know why
Herman the German Friendship CakeHello, my name is Herman. I am a sour cake dough. I am supposed to be kept on the worktop for 10 days with a cover on. You can not put me in the fridge or I will die! If I stop bubbling - I am dead!Herman the German Friendship Cake1 year ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Day 1 - You get Herman and take the lid off. Put me into a large mixing bowl, cover loosely with a towel or cling film.
Day 2 - Stir well (never with a metal spoon)
Day 3 - Stir well
Day 4 - Herman is hungry, add the following ingredients:
1 cup of plain flour
1 cup of granulated sugar
1 cup of milk
stir well and cover
Day 5 - Stir well
Day 6 - Stir well
Day 7 - Stir well
Day 8 - Stir well
Day 9 - Hungr
It's my LifeWhen life tries to bring you downIt's my Life1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
try to live it up and turn things around
because a smile gone into a frown
would turn the world like Topsy-turvy town.
As to a lot may have been strange
just like the meter on my car's gauge
I just want to let the people know
that life can't be dug by a hoe
and as human's, we have sins to atone.
A tall tale that's not yet said and done
is like a world that ran out of fun
wish that my friend's wouldn't run out of puns
and that guy weighed like a ton!
Heaven smiles upon the people who are positive
to those who think otherwise are negative
for their thoughts can either be diversive
or maybe it's
MonstersNovember stabs at my heartMonsters2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ice cold fingers dig through me, searching and grabbing
stealing away my summer air
the demons of December eat what's left of me
digging through the scraps
snatching furiously at whatever's left
January comes and goes like a vulture
Scaring away the Holidays and taking what's left
I'm gasping for air, tears frozen on my face. Frostbite nipping at my nose, I hear
Desolation at my door
February, the ghost of winter
Haunting my corpse. Guarding what's left,
Cautiously scratching at the pieces
March is bipolar
Should I nibble what's left of this poor creature?
Or help her find her way?
March is bipolar. The lamb o
HeartbreakIt hurts.Heartbreak2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love.
How can you tell?
You feel that?
A soft happiness coming from the depths of your heart.
Love.
Suddenly, a bullet hits.
Shattering glass hearts.
Broken dreams.
Pain.
Everything bleeds away.
Now you have nothing.
No life. No hope.
No love.
Nothing.
You are alone.
A cold, dark presence forms where the love once was.
What now?
Death.
Beautiful ContradictionOne of my favorite places to beBeautiful Contradiction2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Is also my worst fear
All the life I see
Is shadowed by the death here
The waves call me
Begging me forward
Into the sea
Only to drag me downward
What a beautiful contradiction
It's hard to tell the difference
Between death and life
Day and night
Sinking to the bottom
It was you, not them
Beauty turns to scars
Can't erase these marks
Save me from what I've done
Save me from the monster I've become
Swallowed by the ocean
I'm calm, I'm calm
My heart is broken
This is how I move on
It's better this way
I'm out of the picture
No longer causing you pain
Thinking of you now
A tear rises to t
Here We Go AgainShh, do you hear that,Here We Go Again2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The voice in the back of my head?
You, do you see it,
The shadows at the foot of my bed?
Maybe I'm just different,
In a way that no one can see.
You just don't understand,
What it's like being me.
The Sore Of A Deaf PoemAnother crumpled sheet thrown on the floor,The Sore Of A Deaf Poem1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Another shout, a thud, because she can't get rid of the sore,
The deaf poem of her broken heart is maybe too degraded,
She's not able to write it down, her soul is jaded,
The phrases of her life are burning on the inside,
A description about the moment when her dreams died,
It's smashing her heart and her tired mind.
From nowhere she hears a sardonic voice,
"- You're not able to hear the words anymore, in fact you never really did,
You have shed some scraps on pages, lies your soul to feed with",
She covered her ears, closed her eyes,
To stop hearing the demonic voice sh
How to make Mitarashi dangoHow to make Mitarashi dango2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Ingredients:
Dumplings:
200 g of rice flour
200 ml of hot water
Sauce:
100 ml water
2 1/2 tbsp soy sauce
70g sugar
1 tbsp corn starch
Directions:
Dumplings:
1.) Mix the rice flour and water together.
2.) Knead till dough is as tough as your earlobe.
3.) Fill a pan with water and heat up.
4.) Rip off bite sized pieces of the dough and steam them for 25 minutes
5.) Throw the balls into a bowl and mush together with a wetted wooden spoon.
6.) Knead the dough
7.) Roll out dough into a long stick shape.
8.) With a wetted knife, cut bite sized pieces off.
9.) roll the pieces into balls.
10.) wet skewers and apply an even amoun
The Queen of Hearts :Part One:Though her scepter glows love red,The Queen of Hearts :Part One:2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
All her Heart is cold and dead.
And though she's the master of her Arts,
Never trust the cruel Queen of Hearts.
Please Don't Do This To...You are beautiful.Please Don't Do This To...2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
You are strong.
You have your faults,
Don't get me wrong.
But please don't cut.
Please don't cry.
Instead of screaming,
Or begging to die,
Just think of this.
Think of your favorite person.
Or your true-love's kiss.
I want to forgetI don't want to remember,I want to forget3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All I want to do is forget.
I know this will be with me forever,
I can still hear him saying, "This is what you get."
I was bad,
I didn't do what I was told.
I had to be punished,
But to him the punishment was getting old.
Hits,
Kicks,
Cuts,
Weren't doing the job anymore,
That's just my luck.
I still remember him forcing his self into my mouth,
I still remember how filthy I felt.
I remember how much he loved it,
I was in hell.
This happen more and more often,
I never wanted to do it,
I defied him,
So I was always beaten before he forced me.
I was a bad little girl,
I didn't listen to my daddy.
what about him?he cries, but no-one hears,what about him?6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
they shelter themselves from his pain,
they think he's a nuisance,
they ignore his cries,
He screams, but no one hears,
but they still feel his cold breath as it hits them,
they don't care, they won't embrace him,
what if i were to cry?
what if i screamed?
they would care for me,
maybe only from pity,
but that would be better than nothing,
he has nothing,
no-one to care for him,
no-one to even pity him,
no-one.
his name?
The sky
The TrialAs I walked through the halls tunnel, I could hear their voices already. They shouted, cursed, jeered and mocked me from afar. My feet were chained together, weighed down with guilt lead so I couldn't make an escape.The Trial8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
I wouldn't have made an attempt anyways.
They screamed as soon as my friend guard entered the concert hall coliseum. I felt my body begin to tire as my trek neared its end. My fate lay ahead of me, willingly accepting my faults. I deserved no different. I would take this short but massive pain over a slow, growing kind any day. I coughed over my shoulder, where my old friend guard stood. He looked at me in scorn and spat at my
Prayer Requests PLEASE CIRCULATE ON DA~Haqu1's aunt k has cancer... for her to see more than just the end of the year and to live on and win this battle <3 UPDATE: aunt k has died please pray that the family is comfortedPrayer Requests PLEASE CIRCULATE ON DA1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
~fires
~happiness
~ ILOVEGOODTACOS1111 to not feel alone
~ for katkitty101 to live
~xxuracuttiepiexx to not cut, to find her faith, for her ex who used to cut and for her grandmother
~for all the people who are moving
~for the depressed
~ Bottomofthestairwell to believe
~ Psycho-Socio: For LoveKitHateIt who has a lot going on in her life right now
~ for cheese85205 to feel love again <3
~Revolt666 to realize they are loved, wanted, something, nee
I'm Not HereI'm Not Here.I'm Not Here2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i'm not here.
i'm not anywhere.
i cannot be here.
for i do not belong.
where do I?
I do not know.
I felt at ease in your gaze.
now its gone.
your back is turned.
like i'm not here.
like I do not belong.
and I believe you.
you were always right.
why doubt you now?
all i am now, is all i ever will be.
nonexistent.
at least in your eyes.
i reach out to touch you.
my hand burns.
i clutch it to my chest.
and i decide.
death,
is better than not living up to your expectations.
so i launch myself at you.
and hold you tightly within my grasp.
you stare into my eyes while i burn.
and then.
i'm not here, anymore
TodayThe gift of life today was to good for one to comprehend.Today2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But what if today was your last?
What if you didn't wake up and see tomorrow.
You'd die with regrets.
Never say goodbye.
Not even say you're sorry to the one you hurt.
What if you died today?
Would you have been happy? Upset?
Would you have been the one to kill yourself?
Would you die protecting someone else?
What would happen?
Remember to say your sorrys. Forgive.
Make people happy instead of sad.
You might never get to apologize or do the things you wanted to do.
Live every moment like it's your last because someday, it might just be.
Colaren Irithyl BioColaren Irithyl Bio3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Colaran Irithyl
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Omni
Age: 17
Height: 5'8" (not counting horns)
Weight: 140
Eyes: Orange/Pink
Skin: Grayish Blue
Race: Fey'ri
Body Type : Athletic
Armor-clothes: Leather armor and just plain cloth, sometimes under a dark colored robe or tunic
Alignment: Depends on storyline, usually some form of Neutral (good/evil)
Deity: Depends on how the story goes, waffles anywhere from Ilmater to Cyric if hes in trouble, otherwise doesn't actively worship anyone.
Class: Sorcerer/Rogue
Hobbies: Learning, likes to test his skills just to test them, collecting interesting t
Secrets of the DjinnLo the winds howl "Never you roam the mist"Secrets of the Djinn10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wander you far across lands, forest & desert sea
Or dream you deep in a cloudless sky ...
Yet a presence looms & beckons, spirits unseen
For they are the Djinn, silent and ever watching,
embalmed into seasons of mortal blood-flow
And beware, for I shalt not speak of this again,
lest darkness unto thy flesh they quest and sow
Eons adrift in smokeless fire did they slumber...
Befallen to Earth's domain, they undressed fate
The Djinn, ancient dwellers humans would fear
Betwixt worlds they linger, shimmering in fire
Thru parallel dimensions they reach, seducing
dreams and reality, life...
APH The Greatest Heights 1APH The Greatest HeightsAPH The Greatest Heights 19 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
By: Stitches from TIC and Classifiedbatman
Pairing: NedDen + Christiania
Rating: PG 13, fluffy, maybe NC17
Part is taken from a drabble I wrote for someone ^^
XxX
"Neth... Hej! come on stop twitching damn it!" Denmark said rocking the newly born sleeping baby in his arms.
"H-how?" The Dutchman asked as he shakily grabbed a cigarette from his back pocket and attempted to light it.
"Stop that!" The Dane harshly whispered hitting the cigarette out of Netherlands' hands, "It's bad for the baby! plus, we're in a hospital!"
With a slight huff Netherlands picked up his bu
A Story With No EndA black tunnel.A Story With No End2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A pure white dress.
A few blue tears.
A lonely girl.
A few loud steps.
Someone's strong hand.
I turn to you.
You are lost, too.
You twine your fingers with my cold digits.
I look up at you as your love by a heart reveals.
I start to feel warmth from something,
In this Godforsaken, darkened tunnel.
We walk through this tunnel,
Hand in hand.
We guide ourselves through black,
Hand in hand.
We face hard obstacles,
Holding hands.
We search for the gold end,
Holding hands.
Then you start to fall and I can just watch.
I cry out to you as my vision by tears funnels.
I start to feel love for someone,
In this Godf
SecretsSecrets2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know something
I want to tell
I need to tell
But I can't
A broken promise, broken trust
Broken trust, broken home
Broken home, I runaway
I runaway there is more pain
The more there's pain, the more I cry
Then by my hand I'm sure to die
So I'll keep this
Inside as a Secret
By
Mariah W. Rivera
Fake LiesWhat happened?Fake Lies2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What did I do?
Why aren't we talking?
You have your secrets,
I have mine.
We use to help each other
with our problems,
but now you've just gone
silent.
We used to talk for hours,
now it's just hello goodbye.
"This is a relationship we're supposed to talk."
I remember when you said.
I didn't tell you what was wrong, but when you said that,
I couldn't hold it in.
Now that's what I'm saying,
your words are still the same.
Nothing.
Not
Sta.sh
