all good comes out of bad,i am grateful.all good comes out of bad,i am grateful.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
i am thankful for the difficult people
and people who have hated me,the enemys
i have met, that where in my life because
they have shown me exactly who i don't
want to be,they have help me grow
and have help me become a better person.
Stangled Screams.Stangled Screams.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As of late the passions for your craft still seem to crane
Missing now your ever-human face behind the pain.
No feeling has taken hold, or so it seems to be
Someday soon the pain you scattered will cease to flee
Split the silent scream and sweetly sing your siren songs
Once you told them stories and for each aware of the wrongs
Should we tend to your poison flowers
Or have you let them go
Will you come to pull the poison the world was soon to know
Once you dreamt up words, like the flowing currents, that you drew out with ease
Bluntly now you state the facts as they flock toward the growing breeze
Indescribable beauty that still sh
Ab Absurdum - To the AbsurdAb Absurdum - To the Absurd2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
This an ode to what I can see
To enlightened craze and delicate
To exulted passion or desperate vogue...
This is to the absurd.
Have your eyes ever scanned
In search of truth that exists
within us all?
Have you found it? Did you see?
There are merely ships of lost souls on these waters.
Truth: Ab Absurdum!
Where is the honesty, even
in my words?
What truth can I say of the absurd?
My soul is tainted... no innocence resides.
The Truth of Youth
died in another century.
Yet how can I not love the
Should I run from spite or stay
My heart beats with tender love;
The Ghoul FeastThe Ghoul Feast4 years ago in Horror More Like This
Gruesome and gleeful.
Full of dark joy. Mewling in twisted pleasure.
Covered in tarry blood and foul ichor.
Wicked grins flashing pointed teeth. Tattered bloody lips pulled back. Milky white eyes with no pupils that penetrate the gloom.
Blue Veins barely pulsing underneath pale skin pulled tautly over their bones. Bones pushing out against its skin..
Distorted and Depraved from eating the cold flesh of the formerly living.
They are the anatomy of the terrible and physiology of fear made flesh.
The emaciated beings give off the strange and eerie odor of decay and decomposition, of sickly sweet corruption and bitter grave m
A Boy's Best FriendA Boy's Best Friend5 years ago in Horror More Like This
Neil was thought of as weird by the other kids at his High School; he wasnt interested in going to parties or much about girls. He lived in a small town in Texas surrounded by wide desert scrub and narrow minds. Although he was always alone, he was never lonely he had his little friends. Neils friends werent the kind of friends most other kids his age had, his had far too many legs for one thing.
Neil was a scorpion enthusiast, and kept many of the eight legged critters in the abandoned gas station on the edge of town that he had specially converted and secured as his parents wouldnt allow him to kee
Let me drownLet me drown1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It seemed as calm as an ocean could be
Almost as wide as the sea
With a mind that vast
How couldn't I dive in?
I guess that's why I decided to swim
So I delved into the deep ocean blue
I swam looking for you
I dove into the abyss
And I found this:
A snuffed out light
A heart that someone broke with all their might
A few broken parts
And some lost art
All of this caused me confusion
So I kept going to reach my conclusion
I wanted to see more
I kept straying away from the shore
After awhile I became lost
I felt my mind lose conscious thought
The water around preceded to choke me !
The lights grew darker so that I couldn't s
PaesaggioPaesaggioPaesaggio5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Apro la finestra,
ai miei occhi si mostra
una lunga distesa d'acqua.
Sotto il sole brilla,
più di mille stelle
sotto la luna rischiara
le nostre sere,
al tramonto come all'alba,
diventa un fuoco
che riscalda l'anima.
I open the window,
in my eyes it shows
a long stretch of water.
Under the sun shines,
more than a thousand stars
under the moon illuminates
at sunset as dawn,
becomes a fire
that warms the soul.
El Reflejo De la OscuridadEl Reflejo De la Oscuridad2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
El tiempo pasa, e inquebrantable suspiro yace del alma
si pienso en el vacío que dejaste tras tu paso,
que fui siguiendo las huellas que dejaste en mi piel grabadas,
sollozando por las noches hasta el primer suspiro del alba.
Lloran las rosas al ver el equívoco de mi existencia,
al ver que la soledad se presenta ante mí con frecuencia.
Y es la desdicha la que hoy me hace pensar
que dos corazones unidos jamás se podrán tocar.
Y no es fácil sentir que tus principios te abandonan
por seguir los consejos de quienes no perdonan.
No es fácil, saber que el cielo está llorando
por un corazón que
MediaWe suffer from romantic chemicals,Media2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We massacre birthdays,
We tell our troubles at Linkin Park,
And we are all only 30 seconds from mars.
We all want to go to Wonderland,
And sail with the pirates of the Caribbean Sea,
Everyone loves Raymond, but we all hate Chris,
And who has not been to South Park?
Let's go to the Kingdom of Hearts,
And meet an Italian named Mario,
Let our Nights be filled with dreams,
And may we forever see Green Hills.
LoveA lot of years are passed since Sofia was in the brotherhood.Love3 months ago in Settings More Like This
She was older,and she grew up as a woman and as an assassin's.
She can't believe how many things happened since she was here.
She can't believe how the time changes people, places.
She can't really believe what she became after all those years of fighting, of killing, of suffering.
And now she is sitting in her room, thinking about everything.
Watching Raul and Dimitri playing in the garden whit her daughter and Lance,her youngest son.
He was an amazing father,an amazing hustbant and a good assassin.
She remember perfectly the day when she met him,when his green eyes stole her her
The winter of the destinyThe winter of the destiny6 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The snow sweeps all the roads,
The snow sweeps all the steppes,
Your life is full of pain,
No love when no hope steps.
Why have you said 'Farewell' to me
Inside snow-storm's white fuss?
You haven't aim to love me real,
And grinded dreams to dust.
The snow sweeps all the tensions,
The snow sweeps pain of love,
We parted at the threshold
Of destinies above.
A flower called hopeA flower called hope2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just like that day,
When I first met you.
surrounded by flowers
They have died long ago,
withered from what they have been through.
From the lack of air
In the chest
From the constant pain
That has never left
And from the tears,
That are no longer poisoned ,at last.
Just one white rose remained alive,
The only thing that could survive,
And managed through it all.
So tell me,
If you are already gone,
How come you are still blooming in my soul?
Madness XDNaka: how can L be THAT sexy?? Here where I live, sexy guys like him DO NOT EXIST!! (at least for me...)Madness XD3 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Ellie: SAME HERE! If every guy was like L, the world would be a better place. *¬*
Naka: of course!
would be REALLY a better place... *starts to imagine a world full of L's*
Ellie: *imagine's too* HURR HURRRRR!
Naka: we start to droll, thinking about the new world, until one of us looks to the left and... omg, L?? XD
Ellie: Lol, OMG L!
Naka: L!! I LOVE YOU!! *grabs his leg* >w<
L: o_O crazy fangirl...
Ellie: NUUU, I LUFF HIM MOAR!!!!! *glomps him* >////3////<
L: omg, Raito, help meh!! thus fangirls are attacking me!!
Young Mister LYoung Mister L3 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Professor Minerva McGonagall was sitting in the record room, going over all the acceptance letters that needed to go out to the incoming first year students. She was looking at the names and checking the letters off on a list she had next to her.
When she got to the bottom of the pile she noticed that one person did not have a check next to their name-a Mister L Lawliet.
She looked at the name questionably. The records were never wrong, but who had a letter for a first name?
Minerva got up from her desk and went over to the magiced quill that wrote out the letters. Sitting next to the list of students needing a letter there was a lone enve
Toeto lyrics englishEverything about you now I ~ love but that's a lie. But what happens actually... Everything about you now I ~ hate but that's a lie. Because I actually... I can't speak honestly. It's too challenging for me. So I keep lying with a catty hat. I don't know when she came, but I feel her inside of me. e-to I~ said e-toeto. What's important to her, she can't communicate it. That's her name Toeto. She is a timid girl too shy to speak to you, so that's her Toeto. She has hidden herself now. I really want to tell you my~ feelings from the heart. Hesitantly, Toeto said no to that proposal. I can say it, I'll say it, I am saying, but not saToeto lyrics english3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Hibari x Tsuna YaoiHibari x Tsuna Yaoi4 years ago in Teen More Like This
Pierwsze Yaoi jakie wstawiam na DA.
Hibari to trudna dla mnie postać więc proszę o wyrozumiałość.
Zapraszam na mój blog - http://yaoi-center.blog.onet.pl
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Dance With The DevilDance With The Devil2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The music floats through the air, happily and lazily without a second thought. Every note wafts into the listener's ears as the hourglass figures of elegant women pressed to dashing men flit around. Women's skirt fabric shifts in my ears as does the shuffling of the men's feet. Everything seems like it's out of a fairy tale, like the kind mother would read to me if I behaved that day. All the girls perfect, the opposite sex their mirror image but in what they desire, everything seems so perfect.
As it should, after all this is a Phantomhive ball held at the newly restored Phantomhive manor. Why shouldn't they all glide around the floor like