someday we will have our wingswhen i was young, i wanted to be a birdsomeday we will have our wings6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because we were children
and didn't know about sin yet.
when we played house,
you made a dinner of weeds and acorns
while i rocked the baby to sleep.
we dreamed of flying
when i was older, i settled for being a pilot
secretly, because we were born sinners
and the way we loved wa
The ClosetI.The Closet3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I had a dream
that sprung legs and ran ahead into the closet in front of my bed;
the door swung shut behind it, and I fell asleep with my eyes wide
watching bright fantasies that were not mine to see.
The sun flushed into my room and swallowed me up in its light
sometime between me playing with my eyelashes and mumbling
to the walls. I leaped toward the closet door and tugged it open.
It was empty.
I had a dream that my closet was calling to me like a giant
with curious white eyes; I woke up asleep on its floor
with my blanket tucked into my arms. I stayed in there
all day and refused to leave even when the father
called for me. I wanted to hear her heart beat.
I had an idea,
but it only came weeks later when I sat down to dinner.
The parents avoided eye contact; I was the child who slept
on the closet floor, the one with the silly mind.
The idea was simple. I lied in bed as still as the moonlight,
my mind hummed like the creatures swarming beneath me.
When the lights were
Phan: Forgive Me Father, For I Have SinnedTitle: Forgive Me Father, For I Have SinnedPhan: Forgive Me Father, For I Have Sinned3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Genre: Smut / AU
Rating: NC-17 (i.e. my specialty)
Warnings: Priest!Phil, things religious people shouldn't be up to oops
Disclaimer: I (sadly) do not own Dan/Phil!
"Thank you, Lord, for your presence at this service. Thank you for your cleansing Words and helpful guidance," Father Philip calls out, spreading his arms out widely, his vestment seemingly giving him wings, "Forgive us, Father, of all of our sins and iniquities. Remould us, Lord; mould us as you would have us be. In Jesus' name we pray. Amen."
A chorus of Amens echo around the spacious church, some enthusiastic, some tired. All a force of habit.
Father Philip slowly lowers his arms and smiles joyfully at the rows of worshippers- before his eyes are drawn to the harsh creak of tall, metal double-doors. A boy that has been showing his face quite a lot recently stands with rain-soaked clothing. Almost on queue, a boom of thunder sounds
The quiet onesThe Quiet OnesThe quiet ones3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's the quiet ones you have to watch out for:
the ones who sit in class, doodling in their notebooks.
Alone they're harmless and keep to themselves.
But don't be fooled, their brains are a flurry of activity.
Put two or more of them together, and you'll wonder what the heck happened.
These "quiet ones" start talking, start plotting.
They've planned each other's brutal deaths....multiple times.
They've discussed the zombie apocalypse....and how they'd start it.
The end of the world has four backup plans....to ensure its demise.
And you can almost guarantee your death has been penciled in for next Tuesday.
So be careful, 'cause it's the quiet ones you have to watch out for.
Rain Of ColorRain Of Color3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rain Of Color
All of the struggles I had to endure
I always desperately held on
It was a day after day ritual
Learning to stay strong
Different advice from the wise
I had to fuse it all together
And make sense of every voice
I couldn't allow my hope to wither
Believe in the soul
Embrace the heart
It's what makes you whole
It defines who you really are
Envision the dreams
As if they're real
Remember where you've been
Know that every wound will heal
Every scar tells a story / Every step is towards glory
There's always a chance to triumph / There's always a time for resonance
We always pick ourselves back up / There's no such thing as enough
Born to live free / Alive to feel peace
Hold onto that spark
Even if it's not much
It'll guide you through the dark
It'll help you when you're lost
Compare not to others
Live at your own pace
It always gets better
Faith never really fades
I've made it to this place
Where finally I realize
I've journeyed through the pain
And I have
I Would Die for YouHers are not the first eyes he meets.I Would Die for You3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He whirls after one of the very last monsters explodes into dust, his hair turned to gold in the dying light. He finds the girl he is looking for, the pretty brunette with the ever-changing eyes.
His eyes shine with fierce pride as he sees Piper not only holding on her own, but helping whoever is needing a hand. Her face is flushed with effort and she is panting, but her expression is bright and she is shining with an Aphrodite-esque charm.
The air smells of rain and blood. Red puddles are forming at the demigod's feet, painting a scene of despair and hopelessness. Every few meters or so, a broken sword or a pierced-through armor can be found reflecting the dull glow of the last rays of sun.
But Reyna knows better than to be fooled by the appearances. Once she had arrived with the Romans and Greeks reinforcements, she was relieved to see they were in time: the battle had just begun. Now they were, by far, the winning side. Reyna curls her lips slig
Waiting for SomeoneHours. Days. Weeks. Nico lost count on how long the tall, dark-skinned teenager-who looked vaguely familiar, yet Nico couldn't quite remember his name- stood there.Waiting for Someone3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Not that the security ghouls hadn't tried to move him- they had.
"You can't stay here, kid. Elysium awaits you," the ghouls would insist every time.
The boy would shake his head stubbornly and twist the white fabric of his T-shirt anxiously, then bite his lip. "I'm waiting for someone," he would answer back, too, every time.
He had been judged not long ago, and as soon as they veredicted Elysium for him, he gave a brief, white-thoothed smile toward the judges and proceeded to make his way to the paradise's gate. But that was it; he refused to go in.
Nico squinted to see better- he had seen this boy somewhere. Still, he kept himself pressed against one of the dark, jagged rocks that seemed oh-so-abundant in the Underworld, doing his best to not be noticed by him.
One day, not too long ago after Beckendorf (was that his name?
In The RainfallIn The Rainfall3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In The Rainfall
Dripping with blame
Bound by hate
I felt your anger
I held my pieces together
I always wait for the right moment-
To finally break down
I need the pain to flow perfect-
To let it all out
I'm reaching for my tainted core / I won't let you corrupt me anymore
You will not be a part of me / This is not how it's going to be
I always wait for the oncoming storm-
That's the only time
Endure it all until the promised calm-
Just to call it mine
I am myself again
You're gone with the rain
I am my own protection
I can rise above the destruction
When War Was Just A Game*Warning: if you are a hardcore Reyna fan than do not proceed. I cannot be held responsible for any emotional trauma caused by this story. If you choose to proceed, heedless of my warning, then do so with caution AND DON'T FRIGGIN BLAME ME, MJTism. That is all.When War Was Just A Game3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Reyna had a very good memory.
She remembered fear when Jason went missing and fear when she thought he wouldn’t remember her. She remembered fear when Percy set the pirates free on Circe’s island. She remembered fear when she found out she was a half-blood when she was seven.
She remembered pain. Pain when Hylla decided to go her own way. Pain when Jason walked in with Piper. Pain when New Rome was fired upon.
And when Jason left with the upstarts.
Maybe that was betrayal she’d felt.
But right at that moment, when she stared out the massive glass windows of the Plaza onto the streets of New York, preparing to attack Camp Half-Blood, Reyna remembered something els
Jayna: Only You (For Emmilinne)From a distance, even in the midst of all the chaos and bloodshed in the war, the daughter of Bellona could see two figures in battle armor – a son of Jupiter and a daughter of Aphrodite. Reyna stared at the couple intently, watching every move, every gesture, everything. He gently caressed her cheek and smiled gratefully at her as if she was the best thing to ever happen to him, and gave her a good luck kiss on her lips as he rode off to battle. Smiling, the daughter of Aphrodite drew out her dagger and joined the war.Jayna: Only You (For Emmilinne)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Reyna eyed Jason ride Tempest to battle, his sky blue eyes burning with an insane desire to destroy the enemy army. He had been her best friend from as long as she could remember, and she would hate to admit it, but she liked him more than a friend. As they grew older, she realized that the son of Jupiter could be the only one she’ll ever love. When they toppled the throne of Kronos and won their war, he kissed her good night for the first time ever.
Rain Of ThunderRain Of Thunder3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rain Of Thunder
I took the gift of light for granted-
Assuming I would always see
But when my world darkened-
My fears took the best of me
And I would give anything
Just to see a spark or a glow
But my faith was also fading
Withering away like my hope
The only sight I had
Was beyond the walls in my mind
But they were just figments from the past
A false savior that I could only hide behind
The shadows were becoming my mask
It was shielding me from living my life
The skies rumbled ominously / Like cries echoing sorrowfully
I felt rain falling endlessly / Like infinite liquid apologies
Reality shed the blackness / The roars fiercely pierced
My eyes ignited the darkness / The heavens suddenly burst
What once was lost
Can also be found
For effects without a cause
Nothing would ever be returned
Our paths will once again cross
For destiny is bound
The lowest of the low-
I have seen
Silken SilenceThere once was a little spider,Silken Silence4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
who wove a web on the windowsill,
insidious eyes always watching,
body tensed as if time was still.
The flies would never notice,
a figure as focused as he,
as they buzzed into their deathbed,
he would later feast with glee.
Mummified to be murdered,
lives wrapped away with white,
as his legs spun faster their hearts beat slower
till' they stopped squirming, gave up the fight.
If they had not been caught in the spiders web,
would have wandered wall to wall for days.
Their false freedom was gone, through they knew not,
glass would have stopped their escape anyways.
In the spider's mind a favour had been dealt,
the flies fates had been fulfilled.
Are we all just flies, no chance to survive,
killing time until we are killed?
Copyright ©2011 LYNETTE EMERY. All rights reserved.
Still a better love story- RomaniaxReaderStill a better love story- RomaniaxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Okay, just incase the pic and title didn't make this clear enough, this story contains some twilight bashing. DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ. GOT IT?!
On to the story!
"Come on, ________!" Your best friend (bff's name) begged for the umpteenth time. "Just give it a chance!"
"No!" You replied, for the umpteenth time.
"But whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?" She whined.
"The premise of the book is just asinine. Vampires are supposed to be feared, not made into the object of several horny teenage girls' - and a few moms'- affections!"
In case it wasn't apparent already, the subject of your current argument (the only argument you two were having lately) was the infamous Twilight series. Your friend wanted nothing more than for you to share in the joy of the series with her, but you were just not interested. It wasn't like you hated it or anything, it just didn't appeal to you.
" You're being so unfair, _______. How can you say you don't like it when you haven't even g
Haunted Chapter Eleven“Ghostbusters.”Haunted Chapter Eleven2 years ago in Drama More Like This
“…Really, Raoul? Really?”
“Aw, come on, you guys, that was just begging to be said,” Raoul laughed as he plunged his hand into the bowl of popcorn that sat between us.
“What, kind of like how ‘Edgar Allan Bro’ is begging to be said whenever you see that picture of Poe wearing sunglasses?” I said, unable to suppress a smile.
“Exactly how ‘Edgar Allan Bro’ is begging to be said whenever I see that picture of Poe wearing sunglasses,” Raoul said with a smart tilt of his head. He leaned in closer to Meg and stuck out his index finger. “A photo which, despite being Photoshopped, does not lessen Poe’s status as a Soul Brother.”
“Well, now," she said primly, "I can’t argue with that.”
We were in the living room of my apartment, crammed onto the woefully small couch and steadfastly ignoring the hammer horror zombie film that
Facing ForwardThey don't know who I amFacing Forward3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
They don't know what I've gone through
And even when it hurts
And even when there is pain
Survive the same
Their words may sting
Their laughter may
But there's no way
I'm going to let
Life pass me by
And people may talk
And they might judge
But it's who I am
Who I was meant to be
Could ever take that away
Broken DoveWill someone please give flightBroken Dove3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To this broken dove
Show her happiness
tell her she is loved
Will someone please just help her
Lend her a gentle hand
Raise her in a way
That she can understand
Will someone please just notice
She's broken her small heart
And slowly, every second
her worlds falling apart
She pleads for your forgiveness
She begs you for your love
Please will someone notice
This hollow, dying dove...
Time Is The CureTime Is The Cure3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Time Is The Cure
Right hand of destruction
Left hand of creation
It's a never ending cycle
A fatal revival caught in a downward spiral
I tear down reality’s mask
As I build up a truth to give hope a chance
The veiled darkness decays
The guiding light fades
I let go of an old pain
As new tears wash it away
The sun always rises
The moon always sets
The rain subsides
The storm is put to rest
Clouds confide / Memories detest
Skies collide / Cries confessed
Light shines / Dark regrets
Pain hides / Peace professed
A new day awaits
An old night forgotten
Tomorrow I shall awake
To cradle what remains unbroken
I can't erase my mistakes
But I can't let them define my fate
There's always control
There's always faith to hold
Opposites are locked together
I am the sinner; I am the confessor
With time- comes change
Agony and serenity dawn a n
One last lullabySongOne last lullaby3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sing me a song
Sing me a lullaby
I lay here in pain
Don't let me die without a
Remember our adventures
Remember our Memories
I lay here slowly fading
Don't forget me or our
Don't cry over me
I lay here my breath leaving
So let me go to sleep
Rather than cry
Sing to me
Sing me our lullaby
Sing to me
one last time...
sing to me?
Haunting LullabyPearl gazed out the window, biting her lip. Night time was drawing near and the sun was sinking into the Earth in an explosion of silky reds, oranges, and yellows. She shuffled her feet a little, subconsciously tightening her grip on the windowsill; continuously she re-assured herself that he would be back, a nervous habit she had picked up somewhere down the road. She felt her lips move, but heard nothing said. There was no other way to describe how she felt other than disconnected; she did not have the slightest clue why.Haunting Lullaby3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pearl had watched the muted greys and blacks of night blanket the city as the sun disappeared and brought in the twilight; she never moved an inch and continued to watch. It was not until many hours later that the familiar, faint click of the lock and turn of the knob and heavy footsteps played in her ears like music. She turned eagerly, smiling expectantly at the face she had come to know well.
A man walked in, making sure to carefully close the bedroom door. Pearl
To Save Your LifeTo Save Your Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To Save Your Life
Heroes are hard to come by
Especially in this day and age
Because of you- I am still alive
Hail, the vanquisher of pain
I fought as long as I could have
But I sank into the weakness below
And I felt my sorrow's wrath
The helplessness took over
My fists let go
Of the resistance
I fell from hope
The light faded in the distance
It was all a dream
A simple false belief
Hands dangled frantically / Tears dripped endlessly
I needed a hero to save me / I yearned to be set free
A hand reached out
I was finally found
I rose back to grace
And the darkness brightened
The savior I awaited
Lifted me up and triumphed
I prayed as much as I needed
Even when I was beyond drowning
I knew a kind soul would pay heed
Every mourning human deserves saving
Big vs SkinnyYou say that big is beautifulBig vs Skinny3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That it's the new 'in thing'
You talk about how nice I'd look
If only I weren't thin
But will you come to realise
That it really isn't right
To say that we're not big enough
And take our name in spite?
You may have gotten insults
From some idiotic men
But when you call us skin and bones
You're just as bad as them
To say that big is beautiful
Is fine and true to say
To say that big is better
Is to think a hateful way
Nothing's better, nothing's 'right'
We're built to look unique
To say we're pretty, big and skinny
That's the peace I seek
It's easier to get along
When we're not starting fights
To see the wars of big vs skinny
Aren't such pretty sights
So lets find a happy medium
To stop this pointless hate
Let's have respect for everyone
No matter what their weight
And when we all abide by this
We'll see what happens then
A world full of less hate and fear
And more friendship again