At the Center of the MazeMy pen glided over the paper, turning around one bend, hitting a dead end, backtracking, picking a different path. Eventually, it made its way to the center of the page. And then, nothing. The maze was complete.At the Center of the Maze9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
I always found pleasure in mazes, starting with the kids’ menus at restaurants and graduating into the much more challenging mazes that I occasionally print off the computer. Unlike the kids’ menus, however, the mazes I currently execute no longer provide a reason for finding the end. This bothers me, especially when it comes to the circular mazes. Why in the world would one desire to find the middle of a maze? Wouldn’t that person just find himself trapped. What could possibly be there that could be worth all of that work? I used to come up with my own story in order to satisfy my doubts, but I met somebody recently that explained to me the real reason to finding the center of the maze.
It was a qui
Addiction (Heavy Rain)Genre: RomanceAddiction (Heavy Rain)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pairing: Norman Jayden/Carter Blake
Tags: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Past Drug (Triptocaine) use.
There was a number of places and ways that it could have started. In the car, at home, or even walking to the police station where an investigation was still taking place. It could have started anywhere at all, and Norman Jayden was absolutely sure anywhere and anytime else would have been better, than right now.
His hands were always one of the first signs that it was coming on. They would begin to shake, and shake incessantly. It would be like a chill had run down his arms, deep and permeating everything from skin to bone, and his hands would just shake like leaves in the wind. He wouldn't be able to stop them.
And when the young FBI agent began to feel the tell-tale sensation of his hands begining to thrum and twitch, he was sure his heart nearly stopped with the realization of it's full meaning. No. Not here. Anywhere, anywhere in the world but here.
Love Hurts“Love hurts”.Love Hurts2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I never knew the meaning of those words.
How could something so beautiful be so curt?
Why do they say it flies away like a bird?
“Stop this nonsense”.
They never did quite understand or see.
Our love has no consequence
As I was meant for you and you for me.
“Don’t choose with your ego”.
I’m not doing this all for me or for you.
I just love his smile that always does glow,
And between us, things are never blue.
“He will break you”.
Please do not just assume that
What happened to you will happen to me too.
I would know if he was a threat.
“There is no such thing as fate”.
You say it with such conviction,
Are you so quick to hate?
You have never seen the darkness brighten
Divine Justice, A Just RetributionXystus stood at the edge of a great plain, overlooking the apocalyptic scene before him, the littered debris and detritus of a spontaneous, furious war and conflagration, which had taken place just moments before. Now it was over, having happened so quickly that if he had not been there when he was he would have missed it, and that was the last thing on earth he wanted to happen. He loved wars. Curiously, though, an almost supernatural peace and calm now prevailed, and for some reason there was a sweet smell of incense, carried on the gentle breeze. Xystus, thinking on it all, found these aspects very strange, sickening really, for he had been present at countless similar wars on such killing fields before, but could not account for what he was experiencing here. Therefore, putting all that aside, and having seen all there was to see, he turned to go.Divine Justice, A Just Retribution3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A day or so previously Xystus had left his home, the Kingdom of the Kosmos, bound for the Blue Planet. To do so he crossed a dimensional
Finding YourselfFinding Yourself3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Give your soul the calm which it needs
To make itself audible
Because the voice of your soul is gentle
And its power can only flourish in silence.
Only then your soul will fill you with life
And you will be so like you really are.
You are you!
Never in your life you will be someone else.
Thus accept yourself as the one whom you are
Because you have to spent your whole life with you.
Love youThe day I met you.Love you6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The day i saw you sitting on the ground.
The time we spent splashing, all 'round.
Words of truth there I've spoken'' many girls i known (?)
But you were clearly the finest of all.
So pretty and bright like a rainbow light.
Fallen in love with you even to this very day,
I know in my heart I will always feel the same.
Sorry I am,
Like never before because of this mess
But believe you're the best
In the darkest night I wonder "is her love still by my side?"
In this illusion of a day I wish together we could stay,
Together, enjoy the sky so shiny and bright.
So tell me, my perfect goddess of the sun.
Will we ever shine together so bright and make jealous even the stars in the moon light?
Hear the howling of my soul night, when moon shines so bright yes, my love, It's my heart screaming your name in the darkest of nights
I've been longing to reunite with your warm lovely light.
Feelings I don't deny,
So I could call myself with a pride Poet of emotio
LiesHow can you deny the truth...Lies6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How could you run away knowing i speak the truth..
Knew you did that lie i would never say to you
So how could you call the truth a lie..
How could you trust them more than me
You said your feelings were true
yet it appeared to be just a typical lie
How could you enjoy hearing me cry...
Knowing its you who always lie...
So Let my heart to cry
Until i forgive all these lies...
friendI was broken i was sad driven by the spirits of evil and madfriend6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All i know help did not one living soul...
only she.. girl who i barely known who stayed by my side and helped me to get back up
Everyday with her i now talk and everyday she can me understand
How painful is my day such a living hell yet she always trys her best to make me smile
so proud to call her my friend forever i am to her in depth for the attemps she have made
see the goodness in her soul such a lovely kind person's soul
hear the hope in her voice like the lovely birds singing voice
Glad to call her my friend and forever i am to her in depth
Thank you Andrea your lovely and sweet wish you the best and everything rest.
Surrender beta 2Misery oh mistery so sweet and tenderSurrender beta 26 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
why she wount let me surrender contineu to suffer i must in burning in ember
Shall i fight till you force me to surrender the day you defeat me in my game
where we both shall play fair
live or die you ask me choose my faith you tell me
live for you i have and shall
but faith of mine was allready made the day when you become so cruel
i knew i will be defeated someday but that day i wish to remember..
when you first told me not to surrender and now your forcing me to surrender
so why you made me to walk road if you knew we wount ever again be together
i will wait and remember and will never surrender
maybe someday we shall be together
TroubleTroubleTrouble3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
left us holding our breath
but you said you liked it that way
and there was no excuse for
the bodies under our beds,
at least nothing that my fists
and brown sack of wine
I would watch you lie for
hours - something about
how the words ran and hid
from you and how school
children thought you look a lot
like Jesus or their big brothers,
your uniform a perfect trick
upon the light.
You made them play tag,
promising pennies if they
caught us, begging them to leave
a mark upon your jacket
so you could remember them.
The girls reminded you of our
mother and how her grin
when she said our names.
And the boys were no one in
particular - only after-thoughts of
neighbors always moving in and out
in the middle of the night.
And I would hold your hand
as we skirted the failing dark
hoping it would land on someone
else's house just this one time
and let us grow old and lame.
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
The ArrangementThe woman steps out onto the earth of the new countryThe Arrangement3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A life already of wear and tear, but seeking a beginning
To find a soulmate, a passionate love, her only desire
Now an organized meeting, arranged opportunity made
A man chosen presents himself, his perchance to hope
She turns aside, unable to countenance the connection
Dreams so held, but another steps from the shadows
Tender words shared, her heart melts, cares forgotten
Their desire for each other, to love, to have and to hold
Then intrusions, interventions, and interference befall
Rupture, a breach forced upon them drives them apart
So in this moment her heart breaks, once again forsaken
Then she gathers herself, to fight for her new found love
And throwing off the shackles that hold, against her will
Reaches out to the one she loves, has discovered so late
Gathers him to herself yet again, to give of everything
Fear and doubt cast aside, her heart, her soul, for him
But the golden thread binding had slipped from reach
Senca, prologueSenca, prologue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
the year 2528 APD 3rd Licra, Phorha, capital city.
A young girl walked through the shopping people. The wind played with her thin, black hair. Her deep green eyes flashed nervously around. She wore a cute little dress, it was pink. Senca growled, she hated the color pink. But this time she had to wear it, to escape from the many guards of the earl she'd just killed. Senca pulled her bag higher on her back. In that bag were her valuable possessions. Deadly possessions and magical possessions.
After a short walk she ducked into an alley. Senca opened her bag and pulled out an glowing red stone. She used the stone to knock on the wall. An invisible door moved aside, and Senca stepped quickly inside. Behind her the door silently closed. 'Finally home' ;she sighted.
Senca quickly changed her clothes. First of all, she tied an purple stone around her arm, one little crack marred the stone. It was her promise stone. Senca made a painful smile at the crack, If you break a promise while wearing
Into Another World Ch: 9Into Another World Ch: 93 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Yawning, Naruto had taken a seat on a small bolder as he took a sip of his water. Damn it was warm in here. How could anyone tolerate this place? Shaking his head, the young man leaned back for a moment as he tried to think on what he should do… least, besides getting to the heart of the temple and getting… whatever it was that he was looking for. Frowning, he looked up at the roof of the temple wondering what was in store for him.
”You okay Naruto?” asked Hinata from within his shadow.
“Yeah, just thinking on what I’m going to do after this temple is done.”
“There are still more temples Naruto… We still have many places to travel…”
“Damn it…” Naruto said with a sigh before pushing himself off the bolder and headed on toward the hallway, which he had assumed to have been a pathway to the heart of the temple. Grabbing a torch, Naruto saw just how dark this place was… why didn
112 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
by: Simona Panova
Copyright 2013, Simona Panova.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
The desperate piercing scream of horror echoed far above the sharpened tops of the trees wrapped in thin obsidian-transparent mist, and I startled jerkily, tripping again, and almost collapsed onto the cold moist ground. The dark-crimson luxurious cloth of my long flared dress was lingering around my legs as I was running and that was restricting my movements and delaying me...
But I needed to run...
Another agonizing squeal of the same voice tore apart the silence of the centuries-old hazily obscure stolid forest, and I fiercely bit into my lips, struggling to hurry even when the overwhelming metallic taste of my own blood filled my mouth, and the all-absorbing feeling of predestination crushed into my senses, rendering me hopeless.
The victim was doomed!
Somewhere far out of my sight, the screaming
randomx1Promise what you made me make...randomx16 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
pain i had to take to keep promise i had made.
for year i have it now holden...
Will it break...if i can no longer this pain take...
How many years i must more to suffer till i finally to pieces break
how long can my heart and mind take....
Dont you ever regret for actions u had to take...
Will you ever admit that on purpose you made me to break
You see how i suffer but understand you never will what it means to promise that i will never leave...
Into unknownKnow i don't where will i go Destinations still remains unknownInto unknown6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Around me only darkness remains
Praying for a sign to see my sun light
Hahaha you tell me
and everyone just betray me
but i still challenge you into game of dice
lets see who will pay the price in game of life.
Too late to say sorry?Sorry i told you so many timesToo late to say sorry?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Yet always you them deny
You say its too late
And you tell me goodbye
how can it be late
how can it be goodbye
how can it just end
Never gave the chance to say
how i really felt
how sorry i was
and you told me just goodbye..
Understand i dont this complication
it just does not seem to be working relation
But in this Attept for miracle creation
Lets us Try Rebuild in the light of relation and solve this complication
and smile at lifes creation.
Monkey Stories / Chapter 1 - Part 2Monkey Stories / Chapter 1 - Part 23 years ago in Comedy More Like This
This story takes place between Escape of MI and the MI5, if it will ever come out. It's before Tales, so Lechuck is dead and Guybrush is a hero.
Chapter 1: Wally, Mighty Cartographer
IN THE LAST PART... Captain Dread haves a ship, and Wally needs it. But Dread needs some things before giving the ship to Wally: something of his work, something with his name, something of his friends, something of his body and some of his clothes. And some wood pieces for the ship. It's complicated, so...
Wally gets to work since that moment and picks some scissors that were lying on the floor. Walking in Woodtick again, decides to get wood pieces for The Jolly Rasta, so he goes to the woodshop, only to discover that there is a big tourist site in its place (In a pirate island? Really?) and sees a lot of strangers.
It turns out that Woodtick is a "Caribbean Heritage City", and Wally doesn't know why. He walks across the bridge and sees something he didn't noti
Sun And MoonYou are the sun in the sky at days that warm my soulSun And Moon6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are the moon that shines through the dark...
Where is the light Ive seen before...
Wheres the shine what shined before,,
Darkness of fears so filled
Coldness that makes the bones to shiver
oh my light... how cold and dark.. with out my shining warm light...
How the fear's creeping in soul so shivering....
Scared and frozen someday il be... until the light i once saw,,
Releases me from my jail frozen....
until my moon shines so bright blinding the evil off on its way.
New friend chapter 2New friend chapter 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Angel: *whimper* you are spider-man...
Peter Parker: how did you know!?
she knew peter parker are spider-man.
Angel: I will tell you later.
*bell ring and in classes...*
Peter Parker: *sit at table class and think: she knew I am spider-man but how...*
Teacher: new student... come on.
she new student at girl...
student boys: *gasp* wow...
she amazing study math, little reading, learn english...
Teacher: your name please...
Angel: *cross arm* I am Angel...
she hates school... but some... school...
Teacher: any question...
Girl: what your fave music...
she hates question at her...
Angel: I like... Taylor swift or rock...
Boy: you where form?
Angel: *rolls eyes* I can't remember...
she can't tell them. she from... all...
Boy 2: when your old school?
Angel: I hate question... I think few old school...
students boy: ooooooo
Teacher: one more question...
Girl 2: you know spider-man?
she telled her at spider-man...
Angel: yea. it amazing hero... he really cool or other...
What Will Be GoneWhat Will Be Gone3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Salvation in my palm and the sorrow departs from my voice
Her pen sown in the pocket of my denim its rustle is my reminder
Of the turmoil in her blue eyes that pushed me down to shore
Stranded by the river I harvested every lone, forgotten seed
Once the spring awakens and the darkness enters a slumber
Then each thorn in my foot will become a petal of marvelous debris
She does the contrary, more alive with every degree that drops
As her footsteps emerge from beside the bed I hear the perfect storm
There's a light that's sleeping waiting to weep in my time-worn soul
Foolproof keys unlock her leave for my tongue-tied depart
They're the same keys that open the wooden boathouse on the hill
Yet another island is not my place so I'll restrain from drifting away
When the tap water's warm and auburn, my mind remains aflame
I kneel down at the shoreline and watch my troubles drip away
Speak with imaginary angels and await the judgment of her mind
The journey demands attention yet the return spea
Money for honeyMoney sweet moneyMoney for honey6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Time to go to buy some honey
Only if there would be money
To everyday to eat honey
sweet little Easter bunny
with bear little furry looking for tree filled with money
only because they had no money to buy sweet tasty honey
So what is the worth of money...
If friendship is better than a cup of honey?