Oameni griI-am văzut ieri, pierduţi în cenuşiOameni gri3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Închişi în celulele limitării şi normalităţii
Şi îi văd şi azi: oameni trişti, oameni gri
Care au uitat să se bucure de a fi
Încuiaţi în televizor, între nelinişti ce dor
Stau, stau, stau si otravă ei sorb
Stăm închişi între zidurile acestei societăţi
Mediocre, naive, reduse şi de mult pierdută
Neavând curajul de a dărâma această redută
Pe care ne-o creăm prin ignoranţă
Laşi, laşi, laşi, înrobiţi zi de zi
Morţi, morţi, morţi, dar încă vii
Pierduţi în nelinişti ce dor
Vedem clipele ce prea mor
Alergăm, alergăm, alergăm şi ne pierdem in noi
Căutăm, căutăm, căutăm soare dar găsim doar ploi
My OneA stream of thoughtsMy One2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bombard my soul
And I know
The way we met, our past
The intense feelings we have, our present
The life we'll live together, our future
My one and only;
The girl of my dreams
The one I want to make happy
Until the world ceases to exist
Joy and Happiness entwined
Forever hung around my neck
The kiss like glittering stars on my skies
Your embrace my only peace of mind.
For ages and centuries
The dream of seeing you
The reason I held on strong
Remember that fateful day?
When I held you in my arms
Warm and soft
Like a sunlight bath
Our lips locked
And I felt alive
Feelings I've never felt before
Electricity and warmth on my veins
Oh the feeling of being with you
Of being in love
You are the one
Intunecare. ZoriSe sting luminile palide-n oraşIntunecare. Zori2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Zori de praf se-aştern încet, încet
Şi-n final, răsare şi soarele
Aruncând umbre peste oraşul dement.
Însa tu nu-l vezi.
De mâine, juri, ai să faci ceva
Ai să te ridici, ai să fugi undeva
Ai să spui tot ce te-apasă, ai să fugi
Sub un soare viu, sub un cer senin
Ai să-ţi aminteşti să trăieşti
Ai să ştii să simţi, să iubeşti.
Încet, încet, încetişor
Dar nu azi. Azi e altă zi de beţie
De revoltă închisă-n suflet,
De-o frântură dintr-o nebunie.
O altă zi luminată de soarele
Desenat neîndemânatic pe perete
Te speli iar in noroiul din televizor
Te-nchizi între vise care, totuşi, dor.
Şi nu eşti doar tu, e-un întreg popor!
Plictisit, sătul, dezamăgit, nefericit
Care soarbe otrăvuri sub un
Oversea loveI can feel your presence in my heart,Oversea love2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Anywhere you go
Whether it be across the world
Or right in my home
The smell of you hair and the touch of your skin
Is imprinted in my mind
If I close my eyes and think about you
I learn your not hard to find
Nothing will ever change between us
I've loved you from the start
No mountains, oceans, or distances
Can keep us apart
I want you to know that I've been faithful
I know you've been true to the test
Because if your here in my heart
Then you've never truly left
MaybeMaybe if I stare a little longer,Maybe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe if I wish a little harder,
Maybe if I cry a little less,
Maybe if I smile a little more.
Maybe if I notice every detail of your pictures, one bye one. Maybe if I keep them all in my pocket, my wallet, my phone and my heart. Maybe then, I wont feel so far apart. Maybe if I look at those pictures every day, every time I want to cry, every time I want to just give in and die. Maybe then there will be a little less asking "why??".
Maybe if I replay that accidental voice message you left, over and over.
Maybe if I go through the messages I saved.
Maybe if I pull forward every memory I kept safe in my mind.
Maybe if I put on all my make up, dress all pretty, and act my sweetest. Maybe if I smile a lot, and use my soft voice. Maybe then your family wouldn't hate me so. Maybe if I dance around all sweet and swift, and never show the heaviness in my feet. Maybe if I don't stay up late, do all my homework, pull straight A's. Maybe then they will see me as
Wells, Hugs, and EncountersWells, Hugs, and Encounters2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Wells, Hugs, and Encounters
The purple miasma dissipated around them, letting her eyes view the man holding her by the waist with a possessive, yet dedicated touch. It was as if he was afraid to touch her, but at the same time, he needed to feel the warmth of her body under his trembling hands.
He looked desperate to have her next to him, but his actions made her question things she'd been certain about since their separation. Why he chose magic. Could it be that she'd been wrong all this time and he really did treasure magic more than anything and anyone. But his expression when he saw her again said the opposite, and his words and the way he spoke them was like a man awakening from a nightmare. He'd babbled nonsense, at least to her, and she didn't understand anything that was happening or why. She was in a strange world and a stranger, Jefferson, gave her the means to find him so he'd protect her from the queen.
He said all magic came with a price and she wondered the cost he'd have
GaspThere was noGasp2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she pressed her
lips to his
There's something about you..There's something about youThere's something about you..2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I can't put my finger on it
You're different from the rest
But in a good way
I don't know what it is about you
But you pull me in
Maybe it's your eyes, full of happiness
Or your long, wavy hair
It could even be your smile
One that is so big and bright
I don't understand why I feel like this
Every time I see you, talk to you
Or even just imagine you with me
My heart races 10x fast
It only happens when I think of you
You entice me, make me happy
And most of all, you love me back
That must be it.. No one else could love me back as much as you do
No one else would put up with me
I guess that's also why I love you so much too
I'm glad you're different from the rest
Because compared to you, the rest are like clouds in the sky
All pretty much the same and something you see every day
Please stay different from the rest
And please stay with me too.
I love you.
Dreams from Far AwayWatch the sunset from your windowDreams from Far Away3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And pretend you're in the city
Pebbles and cobblestones fill your pillow
And level all simple boundaries
Imagine for a moment
That they'll never know your name
Identities came and went
All but a never ending game
Dream of the freedom
In a place that never sleeps
The sounds of the street a quickening drum
To wake you from bad dreams
Believe me my friend
You'll get there someday
Time will soon descend
To take you to the city, far away
Possibility Chapter 6Possibility Chapter 62 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everyone left the mall and I was waiting to be picked up by my brother outside while Mikey was waiting for his mom. We sat next to each other on the curb which was kind of awkward. I like him a lot, but I know he doesn't feel the same way. I mean, he has so many girls drooling over him and he just seems like someone who can't commit to one person, ugh. I hate falling for the bad boy My phone vibrated in my pocket and Riana was calling and I was about to pick up when Mikey started talking so I just hit end.
"So," he said "So " I said back. Ugh! Could this be any more awkward? "It's dark huh?" he said leaning back propping himself up with his hands. "Uh, yeah," I said looking up. Seriously that's all he was gunna say? I sighed and then he looked up and asked me, "So, you like anybody?" My eyes got wide and then I told him, "Yeah, but he doesn't feel the same way " He smirked and looked up at the street light. Then I looked at him and smiled a
Broken Body, Dead Dreams, Lost HeartOnly you caused a broken body, dead dreams, lost heartBroken Body, Dead Dreams, Lost Heart2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Your existence is a chronic disease, a repetition of pain
It would have hurt less if we didn't meet at all
The greatest pain to me,
My heart aches behind these shadows
I worry that you might notice my feelings
Once the music ends, you will be with her forever
And I get scared that the gap between us would widen
only disappointments will remain
But my standard is different from you
You should be happy if you are like this
Hope you will bury our promise of being together forever
When I act like this I realize I am actually young
I may seem like I am dying but I will not die
The world tells me I cannot
I tried to be fine, trying to change the subject
A life without you is like an imprisonment for life
SugarSometimes I think my mother took thalidomide,Sugar2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Except the phocomelia struck my heart and not my limbs;
My hands, left all too capable, too strong perhaps
For one without two ventricles, or even one.
But that is not to say that monsters can’t be angels,
Angels monsters. My mercy is as heaven’s: by the coin,
One transient side to each unwanted fate, for no one
Is of saccharine, through and through.
Larry Stylinson Pt.6Larry Stylinson Pt.62 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Paul ran at us. We stayed holding hands.Louis squeezed harder every step Paul and Simon took. I rubbed his hand softly. Once Paul and Simon reached us they were smiling.
Paul: This is great!!!!!!! All the fans love it!!!
Louis: So me and Harry can date?
Simon nodded irratated but ok with the fact it would keep One Direction popular. I kissed Louis's cheek and all the boys ran up behind Paul and Simon out of breath.
Liam: Sorry... We couldn't hold them off anymore.
Harry: It's alright they said its ok that we date!
Zayn: WOOHOO! FInally i got some gay friends.
Louis laughed really loud at that comment. This was Louis's real laugh and it was so cute. I smiled at him. We were still holding hands. I liked being taller than Louis. It was fun. We all joined onto the bus after the VIP signing and pictures.
Niall: Where are we eating?
Liam: The club.
Zayn: yea you can eat at the bar.
Niall: Wait, why are we going to a club.
Louis: To celebrate Harry and I dating and
EnglandXReaderXFrance-A Dip in the Channel-Part 1A Dip in the Channel Part 1- An England X Reader X France insertEnglandXReaderXFrance-A Dip in the Channel-Part 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
What's the space separating two long time rivals and allies? Why it's the English Channel, or as the French call it, La Manche, a sea boarder that keeps England and France from ripping each other's throats out.
You, dear reader, are figuratively put in this otherwise compromised neutral space, however not without years of fighting over anyway. This puts France and England in a position to make a very rare compromise with each other, allows them to exchange their love for you; something they might not get to do unless they share you.
Time period is Now ish, with mentions of the Olympic opening ceremony and of younger days.
If there was any particular person who had not felt good about them selves for a long while, then it was certainly Arthur Kirkland, the representative of Great Britain and Northern Ireland.
Adjusting his patriotic Union Jack cuff links, qui
Team Fortress 2- Chapter 1Team Fortress 2- Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Wave goodbye to ya head, wanka."
The Sniper pulled his trigger.
The Sniper cocked the bolt on his gun and climbed down from his perch. He straightened his hat as he walked to his camper van, a triumphant grin on his face partially hidden behind his mirror shades. He started it up and drove over the bumpy terrain of the Australian outback, his dashboard bobble head bouncing wildly.
Life on the Australian outback ain't easy. It was hot, dry; loads of animals itchin to finish ya off; Ya had to be dressed properly. Wide brimmed hat to keep the sun outta your eyes. Long sleeved shirt for when the going got tough(his shirt was khaki) and a vest with pockets full of ammo. A good kukri didn't hurt neither.
He'd spent many nights sleeping in the compartment above the cab of his camper van. Sometimes he'd run out of ammo and have to pull out his kukri to do the job. But no matter how bleak things seemed, he always prevailed in the end.
Sometimes it was too hot to do anything,
Someone to love: ArrivalChapter One: ArrivalSomeone to love: Arrival2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"He has entered the city mistress" said a well-dressed Asian butler.
"So he finally made it about time" a whimsical feminine voice rang out from the darkened room.
Yugi Moto a young man of short height a wild hair stood on the side of the road in the bustling city holding his luggage and a piece of paper given to him by his grandfather, may he rest in peace, giving him directions to his long lost aunt, Yuko Moto, who had left their home town before yugi's birth to "get away from the dead end life of Domino". After his parents had passed away all Yugi had was his grandfather. That was until six months ago when they found the tumor. Now all he had was this note to some unknown relative in a strange city.
Yugi looked around when he felt a hand on his shoulder, startled Yugi turned around to meet two bright blue eyes set behind a pair of glasses. The said eyes belong to a very tall male dressed in butler's getup; he had short black hair and a very kind smile.
SchimbareMa scufund incet in siguratate si nu mai pot sa ies,Schimbare3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Ma trage tot mai mult la fund si simt ca nu reusesc,
Ma intreb cateodata cine sunt, ce rol am in viata
Insa nu imi dau seama, privirea-mi este in ceata
Daca reusesc sa scap voi deveni un soldat,
Inaintez fara remuscari, voi deveni izolat
Vocile din capul meu ma vor indruma sa trec peste tot,
Voi fi setat tot timpul pe "auto pilot"
Ma voi schimba total, nu voi mai fi acelasi,
Nu voi mai fi baiatul bun pe care il cunosti,
Voi deveni baiatul rau de care se tem toti!
Corpul va deveni gol, lipsit de suflet,
Sentimentele vor disparea ca un fulger.
Ca o marioneta umbland prin lume,
Probabil voi face mai mult rau decat bine.
Mid-Day DelusionsCrawl into the back of your mind.Mid-Day Delusions2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take a seat here and enjoy the show.
This is a review of the things that we find,
The things that we may not even want to know.
Some of these things are quite terrifying,
But some of the terrors are worth facing.
Some of these things will send your heart flying,
While others will easily send your mind racing.
We begin by going through the things we keep
On our mind all the time, the wonderful things.
The moments that sweep us off of our feet,
The ones where we feel like queens or kings.
These are the times where we laugh without fear,
Those times when our smiles can light up the world,
When our life can't be affected by anything we may hear,
And those thoughts that can make our minds madly whirl.
Next are the times where we struggle with life.
The terrors that slowly rip us apart.
The memories that are filled with strife,
And forever send pain coursing through our hearts.
It was then that we became utterly depressed
Or insanely wrapped up in the never-
Inspector Gadget: An EssayInspector Gadget: Building a Better HeroInspector Gadget: An Essay2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The media industry has been taken over by the geeks. The rise of the internet has allowed more and more adults to indulge in their love for cartoons, sci-fi and fantasy. This has in turn led to a rise in producers investing in nostalgic franchises, with revivals of classic series such as My Little Pony, The Muppets and Transformers proving to be big hits, and many more in the works.
One of the classic shows due for a revival is Inspector Gadget, with a new series confirmed to début sometime in 2013 . The original show, produced in 1983 by DiC Entertainment, was a major success during its original syndication, lasting 86 episodes and is still shown in reruns around the world. Little is known about the alleged new series at the time of writing, but this isn't the first time that the franchise has been revived, with previous attempts including two live-action films, three an
fallenwho would mourn the fallen?fallen2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the shadow of the hand that once fed
and bled and led the meager, eager dreams.
we are the forgotten orphans,
the cast off, the road kill. martyrs
to our own religion of love and memory.
the fallen are remembered
but rarely saved from the end.
William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.
NaruFest: Kissing BoothThe weather had been awful the previous day. The ground was still muddy and soggy, mushy from the hard downpour the thunderstorm had let loose upon Konoha. The winds had managed to uproot several electricity poles throughout the city, and tree limbs dotted the streets like decorations.NaruFest: Kissing Booth2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So it was with great difficulty that Hinata managed to maneuver her way through the wreckage to
The only happy ones about this are the plants, Hinata thought somewhat begrudgingly. It was no easy feat, getting around numerous fallen branches and splashing through tons of puddles. Hinata's feet were soaked, and as she parked her bike y the side of the school and walked in, they squished and squelched against the ground with every step she took. And she took a lot of steps. Because, you know, short people need to.
Hinata, needless to say, was not in the most pleasant of moods that morning.
But once she walked inside the building, she felt her edginess ease slightly. The almost-re
Marie y Thomas- La vida en la segunda dimension 26Marie y Thomas- La vida en la segunda dimension 262 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Capitulo XXVI Al final todo ira bien ¿O no?
(Favor de abrir otra ventana y poner esta triste canción)
Interestatal (A 20 km del área limítrofe)
Los hermanos Johnson regresaban con Thomas al camión, pero se preocuparon al ver que las chicas no se encontraban ahí.
Xavier- ¿Dónde están todas?
Thomas- Amanda y Marie siguieron a Jazz al bosque para asegurarse de que estuviera bien.
Fred- Entonces iré a ver como están.
Fred se separo de su hermano y su primo para regresar por las muchachas.
El camino entre los arboles hasta que pudo distinguir los cabellos pelirrojos de su familia, se acercó a ellas sin hacer escandalo.
Fred- Hola, ¿y Jazz?
Marie y Amanda apuntaron al mismo tiempo a la misma dirección, el dirigió su mirada a un enorme árbol en el que Jazz se h
Something In The SongThere's something in the songSomething In The Song3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That sets you running free.
A stirring in your soul
Thrumming with the melody.
Hammering heart is skipping,
Quickly with the beat.
Imagination taking hold
As you listen to the key.
And in the tempo you will find
Wonders beyond belief.