should you say- should you say -should you say5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
how could something
so obviously in my mind
hurt me so bad
when you touch my hand
my arm is shocked
with an electric bolt
when you look me in the eyes
my stomach all but
when you kiss me
my knees grow weak
and threaten to give
when you whisper in my ear
my cheeks burn
a hot crimson
and, i love it, so..
should you say
that you would leave
my heart would begin to ache
straining to pump my thickening blood
heavy with sorrow
the thump of my pulse
would hurt slow
until it just might
beautiful, mental, physical
and, oh, so
- zoebrynn* -
Gone ForeverGone ForeverGone Forever5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see you have moved on
Our relationship like that is gone
You are happy once more
I feel rotten to the core
There's another man in you're life
Who one day may ask you as his wife
This makes me feel so blue
There's nothing I can do
You seem so happy with this guy
And all I want to do is cry
I still love you my dear
Each time I think about it I shed a tear
A tear I can't tell if it's happy or sad
I really should be very glad
You're happiness is all I wanted to this day
However I really do wish it wasn't this way
I want you back in my life my dear
I say this for every person to hear
If you were standing here for all to see
I would instantly drop down on a knee
You are the best part of my life
And I would want to make you my wife
But it will never be that way
For it's with him that you'll stay
The ChancesI gave you a chance with loveThe Chances5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And you failed miserably
You said you loved me
And would always be there
That we would be together forever
Then out of nowhere
You said you wern't ready
I should hate you, but I don't
So I gave you another chance at love
And you failed yet again
You convinced me I was the only one
But there was someone else
You cheated and you lied
You broke my heart
I should hate you, but I don't
So I gave you a chance at friendship
At this, you also failed
You kept sayin you still loved me
And told me you wanted me back
You said you'd do anything for me,
But you never have
I should hate you, but I don't
The Eraser.It rubs against the page,The Eraser.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sweeping away the words,
Slowly, the paper wears thin,
And the words no longer fade,
As the eraser disappears,
The blackened words remain,
Unable to be removed.
A Melody, A Memory...A Melody, A Memory...4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I brush your hair back and you laugh
(That crazy cobalt-onyx mess that sticks up in all sorts of directions)
(That bell-tolling sound of a laugh that one can hear from miles around; that will always sends delighted tingles skating over my spine)
I lean forward to press a much-needed kiss to your ever-grinning lips
(Those pale petal lips that are always dancing with happiness and life)
(That k i s s that sets off a thousand million fireworks inside my head and make my whole world keep turning on its axis)
(As you know only you would be the one to rip all my happiness away with a mischievous laugh and be able to get away with it. I love you, you silly, beautiful memory.)
Why the Willow WeepsThe air is thickWhy the Willow Weeps4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with strangling smog.
The constant noise
shatters peaceful scenes
of natural beauty.
The lights fracture
the looming darkness,
chasing it into
its own lonesome
oblivion. . .
The homeless mans
cup jingles with
coins, grasped by dirty
fingers which creak
a criminal runs,
a baby dies,
a mother cries,
a father arrested.
The willow bears
witness to all,
its tears float
above the ground,
kissing it softly.
Maybe, just maybe,
all of this is
why the willow weeps.
MemoryMemoryMemory4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Don't wipe it away
'cause it reminds me of you,
this tear on my face.
Love, A Simple Duty"Thou wouldst be loved?- then let thy heartLove, A Simple Duty4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
From its present pathway part not!
Being everything which now thou art,
Be nothing which thou art not.
So with the world thy gentle ways,
Thy grace, thy more than beauty,
Shall be an endless theme of praise,
And love- a simple duty."
Blaine, lying on his stomach, rested his chin on his hand and looked down at the page of the book of poetry lazily. The book lay open on the naked back of Kurt, a few rays of sun filtering in and illuminating his pale skin.
"You should never stop reading poetry," sighed Kurt, clutching the pillow and his head turned toward Blaine. "You can make those boring words sound interesting."
"Poe's words are hardly boring, sir," commented Blaine, turning a page absently. Blaine's hand fell from the page and onto Kurt's skin, his fingers languidly tracing patters down his back, raising goosebumps o
Through My EyesThrough My Eyes4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Am I the only one who can see what's going on all along?
All the things he's doing, the seem so wrong
I can see it, his cruelty and greed
It makes me worry, were this life will lead
I long for the past
I wonder how long this would last
I'm the blind one here? Really is that true?!
The only blind one here is you!
I've seen it all, and suffered through the pain
Even if I can't see it, I still feel the rain
So ask yourself who's blind and who's not
Cause I can see your chances are shot!
Cause you know I can see through your lies
When you seem them Through My Eyes
Getting to Know You, ch1, AveQGetting To Know YouGetting to Know You, ch1, AveQ5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Rod/Nicky Avenue Q story.
*Rated PG I guess. This story is dedicated to Demona1 who won my 40,000 Kiriban and requested a Rod and Nicky story based on a conversation the two of us had last summer.
*Obligatory legal jargon is implied. You all know the drill. Don't own 'em. All non-profit, etc.
I think of myself as a logical person. I'm punctual, fastidious, precise like numbers. I'm a numbers guy. I'm no math genius or straight A student. But I love how consistent numbers are. They fascinate me. I put a lot of trust in them, in figures and formulae. They always add up. You never have exceptions to the rule, only unknown factors. So if you add 2 and 2, you will always get 4. No mystery.
I was a teenager at the time 17. Like every other almost-adult, I suffered through the necessary trauma of self questioning and found the figures didn't add up. Well, they added up, but the sum was a figure I was unwilling to acknowledge.
Leave My Heart UnbrokenMy heart now belongs to someone newLeave My Heart Unbroken5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Keep it close to you because it only beats for you
Do with it what you please
If you are to give it back do so with ease
My gentle heart will come back broken
And my thoughts will become unspoken
My love I want you in my life forever
I cant see us not together
I will treat you the best I can
As long as I'm your only man
I couldn't take if you crushed my heart
Even if you went and tore it apart
It would not hurt as much as me not being with you
Because in my heart and soul my love for you grew
I'm always here for you when you are sad
I never want it to be me that had made you mad
I want to hold you close in my arms
Away from any type of harm
You're all I ever think of
Please be with me my love
Kristen vs VictoriaKristen had been planning. First off, she left the city. Even though nobody cop could take her in a fight, she knew Ashley could. Second, she went back down to 530 pounds. At 900 pounds she was getting so powerful to the point where just breathing can put a dent in whatever was in front of her. She figured out that her machine can also produce negative calories, which was only useful for the previous reason. Third, she figured out all of the functions of the nourishment machine, or what Kristen later found out was called the N-machine. Fourth, she made a plan to let the world know her name.Kristen vs Victoria3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She was going to fatten up Victoria Secret models and put them on a magazine and on commercials. She knew that everyone who watches will see their favorite models in a whole new way to acknowledge fat women and the fact that they can be beautiful. Perhaps it was evil justice.
On the N-machine, Kristen found a delayed weight gain function. Its purpose was for preparing for trips that won
Into SmokeLight brings the darkness, a flash so brightInto Smoke4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the whole house sears in white-purple motion:
the cat streaking for cover, the clock notioning out of time,
an earthquake worth of thunder rumbling through the ground.
Front to fronts, the cold sinks in through the North windows
pulling the last candle flames into taut slivers that shiver a story:
When the age of fire sputters,
when bulbs are shuttered and wires fray, we will lay
in silence, wrapped in the cold of ice-aged dreams.
White Padded WallsWhat happens whenWhite Padded Walls5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're watching relationships that seem
Like they are meant to be
And the first thing you think is
That won't happen to me?
That somehow in this messed up world
There is no happiness to behold.
That every one has an angle,
A point to get across maybe it is all because
I can't see past these
These walls where there is no sunlight
There is no joy.
I am.I'm a bitch because I don't let you push me around; I'm a slut because i kiss guys and wear tight clothes; I'm stupid because sometimes I am wrong; I'm ugly because i don't wear a face full of makeup; I'm annoying because I am crazy at times; I'm a whore because i like boys; I'm a loser because im not friend's with your group; I'm weird because I'm not like you; I'm trashy because I drink, swear & smoke I'm controlling because i get mad sometimes; I'm greedy because I like to be satisfied; I'm conceited because im proud of who I am; I'm unappreciative because I don't praise you; I'm a liar because I wont tell you everything; now go ahead and judge me, I already know who I am.I am.5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Robinson, IllinoisI am from the framers of farmtown,Robinson, Illinois1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
where rural turns to burnt out lungs,
hollowed out logs lugged towards
the far side of the creek, curve-tongued
from years of gritting teeth, learned love
and short-sleeved passing small-talk.
I am from the muscular cupped hands
that only those whose palms have the look
of the patchwork of handiwork can carve
and caress a staked splinter out of my arm,
but not before it scars.
Do You Care?My eyes start to water.Do You Care?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A tear streams down my face.
I'm sitting right next to you,
but you have no idea.
I'm always there for you,
but have you been there for me?
All I do is give,
and all you've done is take.
I can only be so strong,
and I can only give so much,
before I crumble and break.
Is this how you treat someone who cares?
'Cause if it is,
I'd rather go back to when I didn't.
Little girlA little girl- just playing in the dirt.Little girl5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Laughter echoing from deep inside.
She swings around and around- in her daddy's arms
Joy and excitement shining in her eyes.
The trouble of the world- not at all on her mind.
I don't care if you're Gay.It disappoints me how people thinkI don't care if you're Gay.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's demeaning and disgusting for one
to love their own gender. How we
are encased and suffocated by the
chains of society's realms.
We have been brought up to believe
that a problematic equation would
be a gender in addition to the same
gender that it is ''weird'' for one
to embark on a relationship with
the same gender because it screams
and shrieks of abnormality.
I despise how people refer to being
''homosexual'' or a ''lesbian'' to be
disgraceful. The irony strikes me that
for a society that claims to be ''accepting,''
we have not made any progress
whatsoever in terms of same-gender
relationships, be it: boy and boy or
girl and girl.
Regardless of gender, they are all true
emotions. SO WHAT if a girl likes another
girl? SO WHAT if a boy likes another boy?
This is to our apparent ''accepting''
society that is refusing to acknowledge
how there is actually no abnormality in
Who are YOU to judge what is abnormal?
Contest: Rick's In Charge.Rick was rooting for her the whole time, not a doubt about it. Not only was she the prettiest thing Rick had ever laid eye on, she was quick-thinking and had a good head about her shoulders. He saw her dart out of that portal and toward a button that from the sound of it was mighty important, but then one of the biggest fireworks he'd ever seen go off at close range sent her flying across the room in an explosion of sound.Contest: Rick's In Charge.4 years ago in Humor More Like This
The only one who may have heard his roar of disbelief was the core they were attached to, who shouted with equal incredulity and fury, "What? Are you still alive?"
"She's getting up, she's getting up!" Rick yelled. And she was, she was getting to her knees, picking up that arm device she had used to carry him over, and now she was aiming it, but where Rick couldn't see, his view was blocked by the way this thing was swinging about.
Then his view was pulled downward, as the large machine they were suspended in tossed and fought against the anti-gravitational drag thro
Thicker Than Oil - Chapter 1Thicker Than Oil - Chapter 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 1 Homeward Bound
Another mission completed. Another villain's plan thwarted from inflicting disaster on society. Every car in the world celebrated, since if evil had not been stopped, all would have surely been doomed. Every car in the world celebrated the demise of evil, all except for one.
In a private jet, which was now sailing across the Atlantic Ocean from overhead, a muscle car gloomily looked out the window at the sea below. He was completely drained of all energy, his eyelids heavy and his eyes were bloodshot. He sighed as he reached into a compartment in front of him and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, where he took one out, popped it in his mouth and gave it a light. He breathed in and then out, sending cigarette smoke curling lazily around his front bumper. Out of all the cars in the world, he should have felt far much better and had more of a reason to celebrate, since this successful mission was his own. The muscle car's name was Rodney Redline, or Rod Redli
Thicker Than Oil - Chapter 4Thicker Than Oil - Chapter 44 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 4 - Roseanne
The morning air was cool and crisp, and the sun had yet to rise. It was 5AM in the morning and while the rest of the world was still sleeping, Lemons were starting to board the ships that would take them to the Baltic Sea. These Lemons mostly consisted of Gremlin's and Pacers, with an occasional few Ford Pintos here and there. They were all chatting excitedly about the adventure that lay ahead of them, and how this would give them the chance to escape the society that since their birth had belittled them.
The only Lemon that did not engage in any conversation was Rod. The Gremlin silently waited in line to get on the ship, not making eye contact with anyone and being very to himself. Normally he would begin to interact and try to get information, but that morning he had no desire to even open his mouth. After what had happened over the past few days the last thing he really wanted to do was make friends and interact with Lemons, which were some of the most miserabl
Thicker Than Oil - Chapter 24Chapter 24 – The HospitalThicker Than Oil - Chapter 242 years ago in Romance More Like This
The darkness was subsiding. Roseanne slowly opened her eyes and looked around, her vision still a little fuzzy. When her vision became clear she saw she was in a small hospital room. Everything was white and sterile, and the blinds on the windows were drawn to protect her for her return to consciousness. Roseanne noticed that her hood was bandaged up well and every part of her body was sore, to the point where even moving her tires was straining.
A nurse, who was a small, white Honda sedan drove into the room. When she saw Roseanne awake a delightful smile appeared across her bumper.
“Welcome back, Miss Gremlin,” the nurse said as she drove over towards Roseanne. She washed her tires and began to inspect Roseanne from bumper to bumper, checking her vital signs and her overall well-being.
“You are lucky someone called you in. If your engine wasn’t treated quickly you would have had extensive engine damage,” the nurse said wit