Vis de iarnaCâteva coroane, sfântă domniță?Vis de iarna3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Câteva coroane, brav rege?
Să pot și eu să cumpăr ceva de mâncare
pentru mine, pentru familia mea.
Să îmi schimb zdrențele de pe mine,
să îmi iau o cârpă să m-acopăr.
Dați-mi două minute din viața dumneavoastră
să vă spun povestea mea.
Scumpă domniță îmbracată în mătăsuri fine
vă puteți despărți de ceva galbeni?
Un miros de scorțișoară umple bătrâna stradă
acoperită de o pătură de ninsoare
Clădirile ponegrite se apleacă încet înspre mine
parcă să mă sufoce, parcă să mă încălzească.
O, tu Lună amară, pleacă să vină Soarele.
O, tu iarnă, dispari să se întoarcă ghioceii pe pământ.
Some facts about fishSome facts about fish9 years ago in Humor More Like This
Some Facts About Fish:
compiled by GuyFlash
1) The skin of a fish is inside out. FACT
2) All fish are allergic to water. FACT
3) Fish have no eyelids, to clean their eyes, fish urinate on them. FACT
4) If you hold a fish upside down and hum the chorus of the song 'Good vibrations' whilst making sure the fish is looking at a map of Norway, the fish will implode. FACT
5) Fish don't breath air, fish breath childrens hope and dreams. FACT
6) Fish will only listen to a Madonna album if played through a packet of ready salted crisps. FACT
7) If you spell 'fish' backwards you get the word 'evil'. FACT
8) 'hippopotamus' is an anagram of 'fish'. FACT
9) Fish are telekinetic. they can move their bodies by the power of their mind alone. FACT
10) Male fish have 38 testes. whereas female fish only have 37. FACT
11) every 2.3 seconds, a fish gives birth to a kangaroo. FACT
12) A fish's diet will include the following;
- Passing Digital radios
- Kangaroos (fish always
Words To AshWords To Ash3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Words To Ash
My embers burn / A dark fire roars
My suicidal war / A blaze of words
I wrote this for you...
The old me really wanted you to read it
To tell you the truth...
Of how I came to be beyond broken
But I had to keep it
Because I'll never see you again
So my wounds remain hidden
A letter deprived of hate, I forgave us in vain
I'm trying to undo what you have done
Even if its just a placebo effect
This is me trying to “move on”
From this smothering resentment
Confessions turn into infernos
You crushed my faith
A villain disguised as a hero
My lungs starts to shake
The sinner is attending church tomorrow
While this saint is endlessly praying for strength
My soul surges / A red sky clears
My resolve emerges / A cure for tears
I've journeyed through the flames...
The new me knows the reasons for your trespasses
HTML Coding of Our Love< HTML >HTML Coding of Our Love8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our lives an eternity code
< Head >
< /Head >
< Title >
< /Title >
< Body >
< /Body >
< Em >
On making your life perfect
< /Em >
< Embed >
My soul into yours
< /Embed >
< Img >
Of a perfect love
< /Img >
< Meta >
Our love transcends all
< /Meta >
.....But more importantly, there is no close tag to our love!
.throw my bones.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
on the fire just
to warm up your
there and wonder
why you're always
In LoveIn Love10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The love inside my heart grows each day,
It flourishes and blossoms,
Nothing could ever change this,
you are my one true match.
At night I dream of you,
I dream of us together,
Holding eachother close,
Kissing you all over.
I count the days till we are together,
My heart smiles with each passing day,
I know each day I'm closer to you,
My excitement is barely contained.
I know the second I see you,
I will run to you and pounce you,
Attack you with endless kisses,
Never leaving your embrace.
Oh Lee, I am so in love with you,
I smile each time I think of you,
I worry if we do not speak each day,
I am so happy we found eachother.
I am so in love with you.
NepotrebnoDajem vam svoje daneNepotrebno4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Radite sa njima ta vam je volja
Meni nisu potrebni
sel-fishAs a fish, I cannot flysel-fish7 years ago in Open More Like This
I just keep myself
Hoping someday I drown.
As a goldfish, I lock myself
In a rounded bowl
No skies, no future
No waves or winds
I keep myself confined.
As a jellyfish, I go
With the flow
No matter how many
Miles away from home
Just try to be farther and farther
As a dead fish, I still
Too much water to fall
And grow the sea where I was born
PhotographyPhotography has become a wayPhotography7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for me to delineate my inward self,
my inner passion and love.
It is how I view life,
what I see in it,
the ugly and beautiful
things of nature,
whether it is man
or of the earth.
It is my heart and
what is inside of it,
and how the neurons in my brain
transmit that message to
the thought and reasoning area
of my brain, giving me the
proper capability to interpret
what I see, and determine
if it is a part of
my passionate and romantic art.
My art is self-image,
functioning by emotion.
The ocean, great lakes, and
many other bodies of water
and their waves, cold sensation,
calm perception, and
their relationship to stone
of its fluidity.
This relationship of water to stone
giving stone a luminescent colouring
in which the stone
becomes one with the water,
a unity of earth's equilibrium
betwixt life and death, and
another subject of my art.
Nature does not need me,
but I do need it.
It makes me feel rooted,
like a mighty Sequoia tre
VarzaAstăzi am mâncat o varză.Varza3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Era mare, rotundă, verde
Şi, în general, un exemplar excelent al speciei sale de Brassica Oleracea.
De aceea am mâncat o varză.
Astăzi am mâncat o varză.
Din păcate, am avut o durere de stomac.
Sucul gastric se plângea că devenise mult prea acidulat.
Din cauză că am mâncat o varză.
Astăzi am mâncat o varză.
Atât de tragică mi s-a părut experienţa,
Încât am scris o poezie despre durerea lumii concentrată în consumul de varză.
Căci astăzi am mâncat o varză.
„Astăzi a mâncat o varză!”
A declarat un critic literar,
Impresionat pâna la lacrimi de simbolismul subtil şi ascuns al frazei
Cu mâncatul de varză.
„Eul poetic este el însuşi o varză!”,
Au declarat adepţii criticului literar,
Chronicals of a PolaroidChronicals of a Polaroid5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hello, my name is Polaroid SX-70 film Camera product ID EPID73228850. You may not know of me, as I am now outdated. I am old, but I have lived a very long and fulfilling life traveling the world with my many owners. Nobody uses Polaroid cameras today, since the digital camera with portable printer is so convenient but some people still like me because I am as unique as they are. People think that we are just things they can use and abuse until we don't even work anymore but that is not true. We have feelings and all of our feelings are developed from memories on film.
In my early life I was the biggest hit. My brothers, sisters and I were sold faster than the blink of an eye, taken all over the world or even just on family trips. Either way, we were loved and excepted with the biggest of smiles. While I was young I was taken to Japan to photograph my first owner Hector amongst modern geishas, cherry blossoms, Tokyo, and
PolaroidJust a memory, sweeping through me. Something incomplete. Burning under my eyes as I write. Theres a lightness in my feet, a hole forming where my throat should be.Polaroid7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Simple little things, tinted with sunset colors. That white frame signifies its age. Theyre all of things I havent seen before yet I have. Somewhere in that missing part of me. Its only then that I realize that something is gone, or maybe never there.
Its not like I was there for it, anyway. Thats when you know how much heart they hold. How important they are photos have never moved me, you know. I tend to find them boring. But these little thumbnails, not tangible, choke me with their soul. Maybe Ive found
An unknown part of myself in shower drains and blurry head shots. A memory of that camera, those ancient portraits of par
veceu zagrljaju istoka i zapadavece4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
istopie se sva ona
koja su posmatrala nemo
i čekala odgovore
za kojima smo mi
jo samo jednog svica
Love of Belle Ch. 20Love of Belle Ch. 204 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
'Where was my blue T-shirt?' I thought to myself. 'I know I threw it in this pile over here... I think.' I searched through my piles in my room. 'I probably need to clean again.' I threw a red shirt aside until I saw some blue and yanked it out. "Finally!" I exclaimed to myself. I looked back at my piles and scuffed to myself. I could of just put anything on. I rolled my eyes.
What was that last night with Justin coming to see Frances? Just can't keep his hands off of her, but why should it matter? She's completely in love with him.
It was obvious that she loved him. I could see the way she looked at him. The way he looked at her. Maybe I was better off not trying anymore.
I heard a ring from my computer desk. It was my phone ringing from an unknown number. I hated thoughs. There where those times where fans would call from getting a hold of my number. Never know what to expect. "He
PhotographyThe flash from the camera captures a momentPhotography6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The true essence beyond the angled illusion of what appears
I etch for that shot to describe it all
Zooming in to focus on the minute details
Leaving out all else
Both the pureness and innocence of the world are shown
Deepest darkness and shameful regrets are pointed out
Illuminated feelings flowing out in bursts
Allowing you to escape and experience another life entirely
Thoughts are displayed that might not have been thought originally
Diverting your attention to something profound in its simplicity
A tiny piece of how to view this world
Another new perspective to peruse
Brilliantly exposing the unexposed with uncanny ingenuity