The Fire of Her Lies"No... I am not weak..."The Fire of Her Lies1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Her eyes fell to the ground, shying from the gaze of the snow-covered trees that loomed above her. Even they seemed to ridicule her, standing tall and robust despite the impending tempest. Shame, ignominy, self-loathing: all washing over her at once like an irrepressible tidal wave of destruction. A shaky sigh from her lips, voice choked, the words forced out as if they were some great crime of self-betrayal. The snow violently biting at her cheeks, bitter cold and swirling.
Her head hangs low, instead of lifted high with the hubris she tried so hard to feign. The searing burn of embarrassment eats at her skin. She is melting--the world is freezing.
She is no iron warrior. She is no God. Flaws that once hid under her steel shell expose themselves, flagrant bright red truths. Trembling hands, stark white, yet stained with the stigma of imperfection that lays only visible to her eye. Vision blurred by her own hot tears--lips twitching with the urge to cry. Tears
ImperfectThe three c's in a card of a reportImperfect10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have tried
The not so Awesome student
But the very best of Friends
The distracted talkative girl
But a inspiring person
not the best art but i try
Even if me trying is not enough
But it still counts right
Home work i try but it bores me
I try but it Hurts
My sister would say its just homework u can do it
NO i can't my Soul and mind wonders away to a different place
it is too hard to think for me when I have better things to do
Please mom last time a got some b's but u wanted more
I can't be her i can't
i'cant be that all A's Student like she is
Sorry some times i try and when i do
Me Trying My Heart Out is Not Enough
You got used to seeing all A's in the report card
I have cried my eyes some times just Because
You want me to be more then i am
Understand i am not perfect like she is
some thingway down deep where your hate goessome thing10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
That dark place no one wants to go
The reason why people turn bad
The light less soul
To find the path is hard with out light
Magic FluteMagic Flute1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
The moment I felt Death courting you
my rib cage collapsed. I curled
into childhood: the strange little girl
always alone, talking to herself
on the playground, thinking she
was whispered a safe solitude
of hush-holy clouds, relieved
to slip away from mating rituals
unnoticed; a detached solitude
seeing only in shades of rock
beneath a surface any touch
or even death couldn't reach.
Listen: Love is the beginning of Truth
you were the first coup de foudre
I climbed and the last amour
out of this place. Wherever
the courtship carried you,
if ever a marriage or honeymoon,
I renounce this waiting of hope;
this solitude of celibate womb;
this misguided Magic Flute -
just to see Love embracing you
before finally surrendering
to my own destined course.
This I promise the Universe.
Image 'Romantic Encounter', 1864 by Mihaly von Zichy (Hungary) 1827-1906 (St. Petersburg)
Spider Lilies:BeginningSpider Lilies:Beginning1 year ago in Settings More Like This
This life.Everything is connected.Somehow intertwined.Just think about it.If you did something a little different that moment,you have the power to change just about everything.
You are connected by the very existence of those around you.
Now,what is that really? The thing called fate.
Something that has been repeated to us over and over again.We're bound by it.It is our story.
and this is mine.
Spring of 1860.The ecstasy of the sunlight and the cool breeze against my skin.I threw my head back as I softly inhaled the sweet scent of the flowers around me
"I'm here!I'm here!" ,he panted.
I turn my head to him and gr
The Dreamcrafter - Partea INu trebuie să uităm că subiectul a fost lansat în lume fără nici un fel de pregatire pentru autoanaliză sau autoorientare, și că aproape toată educația pe care a primit-o i-a fost dăunătoare. A fost, dacă putem spune astfel, miop din naștere, iar mediul înconjurător l-a dus la orbire. Nu este deci de mirare că nu își poate găsi un drum.The Dreamcrafter - Partea I5 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
John Fowles, Magicianul
(Filmul văzut prin ochii unui vampir energetic maniaco-depresiv)
Partea I: Viața fără nume
(Kiara Kerensky, persoana I singular)
1 Egoismul (cel în valoare absolută)
Mi s-ar fi părut aproape de bun simț din partea Zeilor (mai mult decât lipsit de egoism, pur și simplu de bun simț) ca cineva care iubea cultura science-fiction în atât de mare măsură cum o iubea Stain, s
DespartireEa a plecat capul,Despartire5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A închis ochii,
A strâns din buze.
Era frig afară
Şi vântul îi flutura în rochie.
S-a lăsat linişte.
Nu mai am multe dorinţe.
Nopţile îmi sunt prelungi,
Zilele scurte şi albe.
Locul în care am ajuns
Nu are drumuri
Către alte zări.
La Orbire - FricaAm visat că-mi furasei ochiul stâng și ți-l pusesei ție. Nu-mi aduc aminte exact de ce făcusei asta. Țin minte doar că mergeam cu pleoapa stângă închisă și umflată, și tu aveai ochiul meu stâng în locul ochiului tău.La Orbire - Frica5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Erai extrem de crud și de rece, aproape inuman, ca și cum cineva ar fi luat personalitatea ta și-ar fi secat-o de absolut orice parte pozitivă. Plângeam și te rugam să-mi dai ochiul înapoi, dar tu nici nu te clinteai în fața rugăminților mele.
Mi-am rugat fratele să mă ajute, printr-o privire de disperare mută din singurul ochi pe care-l mai aveam și printr-o afișare ostentativă a pleoapei mele umflate, acolo unde ochiul îmi fusese scos. Fratele meu mi-a aruncat o privire frustrată, superioară, și, dintr-un singur gest al mâinilor, te-a imobilizat și mi te-a așe
Love by EjayFrozeLoveLove by EjayFroze5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To look into someones eyes and know that they're the one
To say "I want to" instead of "I have to"
To never say sorry
To always have someone next to you
To care, to be cared about
To smile at the first glimpse of their face
To go the extra mile for someone
To fly with out wings
To hold on forever
To have an abundance of happy memories
To have a reason to smile
This is love
PanselutePe holurile goale se auzea doar ecoul tocurilor ei cui, in timp ce urmarea infirmierul. "Pe aici, va rog" se auzi soapta batranului trecut de mult timp de prima tinerete, cu cearcane mari si cu ochii bine adanciti in teasta, in timp ce deschise usa care dadea spre o gradina. La inceput fu orbita total de lumina soarelui, dupa ce trecu prin coridoarele cu camerele pacientilor, prin care singura lumina era a unor becuri oarbe ce se chinuiau sa isi faca treaba infipte in reteaua deja veche si ranceda a institutului. Intra in gradina si acolo vazu multa lume, de toate felurile... femei, copii, barbati, dar mai ales batrani. Batrani blajini care se uitau pierduti in gol. Era prima ei vizita la Institutul de Cercetare pentru Boli Nervoase si gandul ca va trebui sa stea printre oameni cu mintea dezradacinata nu ii suradea. Intra insa, cu geanta pe umar, cu reportofonul cu caseta noua, gata sa scoata un articol bun. Infirmierul ii facea un tur si ii explica fiecare ce are : "Doamna de acolo siPanselute5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Distrugatorii de ViseMi-am scrijelit in mod expres cu creionul in calendarul de intalniri de afaceri: zi de URA. Astazi e zi de ura. Ziua cand las pantofii de meeting si taiorul de friptura, ma imbrac in cele mai nepotrivite, mai vechi, si mai funky haine si ii urasc pe toti.Distrugatorii de Vise5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Monitorul laptop-ului s-a crapat sub aura mea. Am zambit catre tastele negre, si, intr-o ultima incercare de repros disperat, tasta Enter mi-a sarit in ochi, cu sageata aia redundanta care trimite intr-o directie prea generala cu tot. Tasta V i-a urmat imediat. Ciudat. Desi orbita, puteam sa vad mult mai bine acum...
Mi-am bagat demisia in el de serviciu si am plecat ca o furtuna, intr-un acces de disperare zgomotoasa de a nu ma razgandi cumva in ultimul moment, convinsa lasandu-ma de rugamintile mute ale canoanelor din birou, ce mai deunazi imi erau tovarasi, iar astazi ma ignorau, tastand frenetic, ca pentru a nu se molipsi de ceva.
Am iesit afara din cladirea care se darama in spatele meu si am tras adanc in
OrasulInCareZeiiRadCuLacrimiOrasul in care zeii rad cu lacrimi - Partea IOrasulInCareZeiiRadCuLacrimi6 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Un urlet vag, ca vantul turbat printre ferestrele balcoanelor care-au supravietuit comunismului. Poate ar avea vreo insemnatate pentru mine, sa nu fi stiut ca sunt singura care-l aude. Le aud de mult. Dar sunt lucruri cu care nu te obisnuiesti niciodata. La fel cum nu ne obisnuim cu cerul de dinainte de furtunile de vara. Cumva, desi am mai vazut cerul ala de atatea si atatea ori, inca ne pare oarecum apocaliptic si, daca suntem singuri, parca ne reduce gandurile la tacere, ca si cum am tine un moment de reculegere pentru inca o noapte cand vor plange zeii. Sau vor rade cu lacrimi.
Am pornit muzica, sa urle in casti cat mai tare tot drumul. Nu era ca si cum ar fi ajutat prea mult cauzei mele. E ca si cum ai avea deschise simultan doua programe diferite pentru muzica dintr-un calculator, fiecare cantand altceva, si ai incerca sa dai volumul mai tare din boxe pentru a o acoperi pe una dintre ele. Sunt lucruri pe care nu le putem reduce
Requiem pentru-ntamplareSunt mereu, sunt numai un spirit nebun,Requiem pentru-ntamplare7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
sunt o carte uitata si ma razbun.
Poate ca prea tarziu, sau poate acum,
cumva, au ajuns toate sa fie scrum.
Sunt o idee, un vis, un simplu gand;
ma rog, drept pedeapsa, sa mor cautand.
Te-am sacrificat pe-altar de onoare,
si te-am aruncat in abandonare.
Am trait in ceea ce numeam prezent;
era doar un perpetuu trecut absent.
Sunt o prea mandra pura intamplare,
cimitir de fotografii amare.
Sunt doar o vorba spusa si uitata,
o chitara veche dezacordata.
Realitate cruda, ignoranta,
un banal profanator de speranta.
Sunt masura nimicului absolut
intr-un ambalaj de geniu innascut.
Oda pentru frumusetea trecuta,
pentru perfectiunea decazuta.
Sunt fantoma gri a unui cactus mort
si toate cate nu pot sa le suport.
O minciuna sau o legenda veche
a singuratatii fara pereche.
Doar o teorie aleatoare
lipsita d-orice fel de abordare.
Pamantul de sub picioarele tale
in atatea zeci de lumi abisale.
Sunt o sticla goala, o calimara,
invinetita cerneala amara.
Ca o p
Warriors cats Highschool chapter two: TroubleHollyleaf ran to Firestar's den. Deciding to be a rude as possible she kicked as many stones as she could down the Highledge as she went up, and gouged her claw marks in to the stone, making scratches. She pushed her way into the den without waiting for a 'Come in!'. Firestar was sprawled on his back, snoring loudly. Hollyleaf threw a moss ball at him, and nailed him in the mouth. Firestar sat up, spitting out scraps of moss.Warriors cats Highschool chapter two: Trouble6 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What do you want with me?" snarled Hollyleaf rudely.
"You where caught yesterday..." Firestar said, unbearably slow.
"Yes?" Hollyleaf prompted sarcastically.
"...at a WindClan party, getting drunk, sitting on Breezepelts lap, kissing him!" Firestar poured all his fury into those words.
"So?" Hollyleaf said in her "well I don't give a shit" voice.
"So?!" Firestar was really mad. "Brambleclaw! Get your furry ass in here!" Brambleclaw skidded into the den and sat next to Firestar.
Hollyleaf gave her best 'what the hell does this have to do with me?' face to both of
Speculations on CBC setting.It seems the Red Kingdom rules Europe as a whole, a massive feat for sure,but how much of North Africa does it take up?Speculations on CBC setting.6 months ago in Settings More Like This
I like to believe the Ottoman Empire exists, however,due to the unification of the European countries, they never progressed past modern day Turkey. Instead, they moved into Africa, taking for themselves the majority of Northern Africa and stretching into what was once the Mali lands.
India, however, is currently an independent empire that formed after the collapse of the Old Red Kingdom. While they follow the Hindu faith, much of their laws and customs are based on what was established when the Old Red Kingdom marched in through the Hindu Kush mountains.
Meanwhile, the Song Dynasty in China rules, the Pax Mongolia ended. China is unified, however does not trust the Majority of Europe due to a long history of wars between the Old Red Kingdom and China.
Modern Mongolia, Russia, and the Middle-East are broken into many independent kingdoms. Many seek alliances with the
Ghost Beach PromptHalf a day’s trip had Coda arriving at the Zephyr dock right before dusk. He stumbled over a set of dunes as he headed for the beach with Quintes and Lyra in tow. He only glanced back once to see how they were faring with the unstable ground. Quintes was taking large, deliberate steps as if trying to step around shattered glass. Lyra just clung to him and allowed him to half-drag her. Coda quickly righted himself as he fell to a knee. He may’ve lived on an island half the year, but he was still extremely out of his element.Ghost Beach Prompt6 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He spotted a lone figure on the next set of dunes. He blundered his way forward, urged on by the sight of his cousin. When he reached Loki though he felt hesitant. Coda stood, awkwardly bowlegged, and looked down at his usually boisterous cousin. Loki sat upon the sand, disregarding his fine clothing, with his knees huddled to his chest. His face was tearstained but it appeared he had run out of tears some time ago. He just sat with his light blue eyes t
Roleplay Quickstarters.#1: Beauty and The Femme Bête. (YURI)Roleplay Quickstarters.6 months ago in Sketches More Like This
"Oh no, no no no no no no no!" Your father scolded, crossing his arms with a scowl, "There is no way in all the heavens and hell you, young lady, are going out in the middle of the night alone in the wood! You could be mauled by wolves, or robbed by crooks and thieves, or-" He leaned in, to whisper, "The Femme Bête might find you, sweetheart, and I don't wanna lose my only daughter," You just shook your head, sighing with a groan and a roll of the eyes. You just told him you'd be fine and that it was just to find the family horse Dixie, nothing more than that. But your father only huffed, turning his back toward you as he frowned. "Well, don't think I'll come looking for you out there, little brat. I wouldn't care if you were even trampled by buffalo," Was the last thing you heard him as, before you shut the door behind you and started your way through the crispy winter night, a lantern in your grasp. He had always been over protective,
Guns and Evil*sigh* People make me sad sometimes. No one Argues with facts any more. They get all upset because someone doesn't think what they think they should think, and then end the conversation. Im sic of it. So im going to post a few Fact here, that support my opinion that gun control should be left as it is, no stricter and no loser.Guns and Evil1 year ago in Academic Essays More Like This
A note her.e if you have a different oppion, and it to is based on fact, i would love to debate it with you. but if you get all emotional about this, ill delete your comments and ban you fomr commenting further. im not writing this to be bitched at, im writing this to get something off my chest, and point out some good, solid FACTS
FACT: i must admit to finding guns a passing interest only. I cant not, with my vision, shoot very well, and i live in a area where it is quite unnecessary to own a weapon so long as your dog is big enough to bark loudly. As such, i dont really see the need to own a gun at all. And i dont like them. My hearing has always been sensitiv
Just a little sentimentWhat's wrong with just a little sentimentJust a little sentiment1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
About the sadness of the passing years?
No matter how you plead to time, relent
The stranglehold you keep and all the tears
You cause, as one by one we pass away—
It leaps, and deep within our selves we know
That change and progress, babies, each new way
To do a certain thing, depend on how
Each life has just one opportunity,
And passing on creates the way for youth.
Yet though it seems a heavy price, this fee
That time exacts compels us with its truth.
Heureuse nouvelle année, good cheer, my friends,
And frohes neues Jahr, as this year ends.
A Create Card Classic- Chapter 5: Day OneLast Week: Davis and Takato had another unfortunate run-in in the cafeteria…where Davis proceeded to have another accident. Yolei introduced Catherine to her friends and to everyone's surprise, she and TK knew each other. Rika and Renamon had a little talk just as Jeri came back. Jeri and Rika then decided to give Kari an intense questioning…about her love life. Calumon met up with Impmon and after a brief conversation, Impmon decided that it was time to move away from West Shinjuku. Despite Henry's protests, Kazu, Kenta, and Terriermon are all planning their first college prank…with Davis, TK, and Ken as the intended victims. Meanwhile, Henry got to meet RA's, Tai and Matt. When Tai and Matt got to talking about the Digimon Card Game, Tai had an epiphany and walked out. Deciding there were more important matters, Matt called together a meeting of the old DigiDestined.A Create Card Classic- Chapter 5: Day One1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Digimon: The College Years
Episode 5- Day One
The sun rose and the alarm clock blared, signaling the start of a new da
Exterminate: Chapter 5"No trace of Vampirella."Exterminate: Chapter 51 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Return to base."
First Aid, Skywarp and Blitzwing were hiding behind the remains of a building. "So she escaped?" Skywarp whispered.
"There must be a plan." Whispered First Aid.
"Ja, but zhe Elite Guard know zhem vell. I doubt any plan vill vork."
"I swear we didn't abandon Cybertron." Said Vampirella. "We tried to get back but you know my skills with the Iron Ferret."
Soundwave nodded. "Yeah. None existent."
"Important question: Are you OK?"
"Yes I'm fine. Evil is fun." Soundwave laughed. "Just not when you two end up our enemies."
Vampirella nodded. "True. But how did the Autobots get to be the evil ones? I mean we're Decepticons. We should be the evil ones here!" She complained.
"Yeah well you've been gone quite a while, things have changed...Dramatically."
"Yeah, so how did Daleks get involved?"
"Well we came across some and got ready to defend ourselves but they didn't seem so
Tales of Time Chapter ThreeTales of Time Chapter threeTales of Time Chapter Three1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next morning Salem rushes out of the house after going through her training which consisted of learning how to block a shield thrust. Salem stubbed her toe, cried, and Birdwing let her leave early out of peace of mind.
Salem runs as fast as she can all the way toward Tammy’s place where Salem loves to look at the flowers, antique decorations, Tammy’s smile, and Tobey’s cute face.
She slows down though when she sees there are a dozen of carriages outside the mansion.
She pushes past the smelly horses and crowds of Tatitans until she sees Tammy and Tobey standing in front of their house. She speeds up to meet them.
“Tammy! Tobey! Hi guys!”
Tobey walks away but Tammy, who is in her finest party dress, walks up to Salem and hands her a doll that the girls always play house with.
“We are all going to a circus show that my daddy owns. It’s the first year I can go! I’m so excited! We
Odisseia em Cinco Terras, Capitulo 5Odisséia em Cinco TerrasOdisseia em Cinco Terras, Capitulo 51 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Um velho conhecido...
Em uma nova manhã na região de Taskria, Mune e Kurono estavam andando calmamente e faltava pouco para chegarem a Precio. Enquanto caminhavam Mune observava a espada que carregava e logo lhe bateu uma curiosidade.
Mune: Kurono. - chamou enquanto ainda olhava a espada.
Kurono: O que foi?
Mune: Você disse antes que a minha espada foi forjada por alquimia, como sabe disso?
Kurono: Simples, espada alguma pode ser feita do material que é a sua.
Mune: Que material?
Kurono: Por exemplo, a guarda dela é feita de safira amarela e de boa qualidade enquanto o cabo é feito de rubi e ainda tem várias outras gemas enfeitado o sabre e a bainha, a lâmina provavelmente é feita de alexandrita pela cor.
Mune: Como você sabe tanto disso?
Kurono: Já recebi pagamento em pedras preciosas, tive que aprender quais eram falsas ou verdadeiras pra não ser feito de trouxa. Além disso, sei quando o material de uma espada é de boa qualidade, não dá para c