End RemembranceEnd Remembrance6 months ago in Historical More Like This
Remembrance Day originates at the end of World War I. The idea is to honor those who died in the line of duty, defending their country from enemies. For all its pompous words and fancy granite memorials littered with colorful flower bouquets, Remembrance Day and others like it have failed miserably in achieving this goal.
I've often been criticized as having no respect, and that can be an impediment when discussing certain topics. However, I am often in luck – hypocrisy deserves no respect. What changed as a result of the enormous sacrifice of those who died in WW1? As the first bombs of WW2 fell just two decades later, millions once a
Them That's Got Shall GetThem That's Got Shall Get8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Every day I still talk to them
We talk and laugh of times past
Every day I set the table for them
Making sure to give them the right cup to drink from
I sit at the table and watch them
I spread my butter and I spread my jam
And we talk of great times and a smile cracks on my face
We sit and listen to the radio
And recall our dog Candy
And every single night, I still leave a space for them adjacent
And I kiss them goodnight
But I find air and I am alone.
I know she will never come back
Not even after forty-four years
And every night, I rest my head in my hands,
And I cry
The Beginning Or The End?The Beginning Or The End?10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Beginning Or The End?
I dreamed a dream that was in my head. I had unexpectedly taken an afternoon nap, resting peacefully in our secret place. I laid out on the softness of an old quilted blanket I often took with me when I went deep within the woods outside of the town of Chester. My aunt Lori had made it when she was just a girl and then gave it to me when I was born. Raggedy and slightly torn, it was the perfect thing to use for a picnic without fear of it getting ruined because it was already on its way out. Octagon pieces of fabric of faded reds, blues, and grays, decorated lightly with tiny daisies. The stitching
Ho voluto motivare un tuo sorrisoHo voluto motivare un tuo sorriso7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ho voluto motivare un tuo sorriso
Pioveva, ma poi…
ho voluto motivare un tuo sorriso.
Ho rimosso la tempesta dai tuoi occhi ed ho asciugato
quelle lacrime dal tuo viso.
Volevo far apparire
quel tuo tenero sorriso,
che come il cielo, dalla pioggia
Poi il tuo sguardo era brillante e
il tuo cuore sereno,
così ti ho circondato
con un abbraccio arcobaleno.
Quando anche nel cielo
la calma e il sereno
sembrava essere tornato,
per darti più gioia
lifeless timelifeless time2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
i sit beneath the stars staring at a black hole
it reminds me of a time when i could sit forever
a planet slips through and bends like a bowl
two stars climb the sky holding each other
a comet unfolds from a slap of black
dark matter falls from the sky
the stars hide their face and it falls in my lap
the north star the first to cry
a gap opens in the time of honor and love
and bleeds through my inner sanctum
a rift from my time of power to above
flitting through with simple taciturn
i climb through to see chivalry and respect
a humble world of those beneath
its a shining example of that twinkling aspect
my time is a sword with
My Life In a NutshellMy Life In a Nutshell7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
My Life In a Nutshell
I (That's just another word for me.)
I tried to reason with myself today.
I didn't give you a fair chance to run before you fell in love with me.
By the way, why did you fall in love with me?
Or did you trip over the last heart you broke and land in my arms?
I saw the truth today.
It wasn't pretty.
Yesterday I had a dream.
You lost me.
I found me.
The world use to look so dim.
Oh wait, there's the light switch.
Damn, the light just burned out!
The future looks so bright.
No wait, that's just car headlights.
I think I died and went to...
Not you again.
Feelings under the moon lightFeelings under the moon light2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
I opened my eyes
In the middle of the night
The stars were bright
So beautiful under the moonlight
He grabbed my arm so tight
And said: tonight
I'll be your knight
And everything will be alright
I looked in his deep dark eyes
That peaceful look in those eyes
My eyes shed tears like rain
Can you really erase my pain
& make me smile happily again
Can you really heal my heart
After it's been falling apart
Will you really stay with me
And never turn your back on me
He smiled and said peacefully
I will love you for eternity
I'll fight and die for you happily
No more crying my love, my dear
I won't let you shed more tears
Flower of WhiteFlower of White2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
A beautiful white lily flower seed
Is placed into the soft soil.
The time when it will bloom is uncertain;
It is having trouble coming out of the ground.
No matter how many times it was watered,
It refused to grow.
No matter how long the Creator stared at it,
It remained dormant and unwilling.
But finally, it started to grow;
Slowly, but surely.
But it didn't have the confidence to continue;
Because it thought its petals were stained with dirt.
A white lily that refuses to grow;
That is what I relate to.
I'm too shy to come out of my shell,
And proclaim to the world what I'm all about.
But at times I did start to bloom,
Good Morning SweetheartGood Morning Sweetheart1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Good morning sweetheart
Wake up and smell the trees
the wind through the window
Its another lovely day
I can make you happy for awhile
Let me see your eyes
They glisten like a galaxy
A thousand tiny stars
In a yawning blue sea
Let me kiss your lips
as soft as a gentle wave
and as sweet as ice cream cake
Don't let go of my hand
I need to feel yours here
Its my only summer home
And remember always to smile
Yours shines brighter than the sun
And brings my eyes a tear
And in that tear is all
my life, my happiness, my love
my gifts I have from you
I'll never let you go
I'll hold you here forever
And dream with you forever
To Find The Good ThingsTo Find The Good Things1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's a story to everyone.
You have a story and so do I.
That's what we're told, right?
Yet... I can't see past my own
to understand yours;
just like you can't see past yours
to see mine.
Why is that so hard?
We're all laying in our beds.
for a time when things will be alright.
Where we'll be free.
instead of heavy hearted.
Will a time like that ever come?
We're all suffering through the days
trying to place blame.
Where does the blame lay?
Who is to bla
Final WishFinal Wish9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
i feel lost in a world so big
surronded by hate and sorrow
a world full of nothing but evil
a world with no peace
i wonder what will happen
when we are all gone
will it start a new peace
or will it break like all our hearts
this is a place of pain
a place of war and death
there is nothing in these towns
nothing but regret and broken hearts
my final wish shall never be heard
my last words will never be remembered
my heart will be left shattered
my tears will be never ending
but i wish good fortune on this world
for i hope that it will only get better in time
for this is what i have wanted my whole life
a world filled with p
River Flows in YouRiver Flows in You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm lost without you
You hold my heart close
My tears even closer
You are my only
When I cry tears of sadness
You carry them in your palms
I keep breathing
My heart keeps beating
When I wake up I'm lonely
When you wake up next to me I'm loved
It's a dream
It's a fairytale
May our chapter never end
You are my everything
An angel sent from heaven
Let our heart beat the sweetest melody
One more day, one more time
You are truly
The River flows in you.
GaiaGaia7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Talk in the ancient language,
Let us hear you rush,
Oh, river-music, awake!
Tell us your tidings,
The old and the new,
Oh, stormwind, let you hear!
You wise old,
Creak and groan your lament,
Oh, trees of all woods!
Hark, human, listen
To wind and sea roaring,
To the sound of the leaves
And to the song of deciduous trees!
Hark, human, listen
To Mother Nature's choirs.
Sing with them again
Jesus Month By Month: JanuaryJesus Month By Month: January2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
A New Beginning
This is the story on how I was born again in a second life. It may sound crazy, but I'm not crazy, believe me! I wasn't actually born from my mom's womb again or recarnated in a second life or regain my life again after physical death. I'm talking about being born again spiritually; you know, like through Jesus.
Many people may not believe it; because you know, I'm Travis, the popular boy in school. I'm the guy who brings a smile to every pretty girl's face when I just look at her. I can make any nerd kiss-up to me and do all my homework in every subject, including Spanish. Even the coach and teachers don't fight
Pour toi... - For you...Pour toi... - For you...1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
(English version below)
Douce colombe de mes rêves,
Inaccessible étoile. J'ai
Accroché à la lune, les
Nuages de mes nuits, qui se lèvent
À l'instar des grandes voiles, pour
Naviguer vers tes contrées.
Ô ! Que j'aurais voulu les
Garder encore, ici, pour
Un jour, pour une nuit ; puis
Ecrire à l'encre du ciel
Incarnat, les éternelles
Refrains de tes chants inouïs.
Alors, jeune princesse, je
Couvrirai de caresses cet
Océan, où les volutes
Surgissent de la blanche neige,
Tels nos deux regards perdus
Au loin. Nos curs incongrus.
darksidedarkside1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I fear so much right now about the things that I will be into
The troubles and fear I see
The troublesome doubt
The danger that lurks in the corners of the minds of others
The desire that something they want from you
The pleasure they seek of unspoken truth
What is your greatest fear is just human
And I fear myself getting into something dark if I tasted blood
Blood that will make myself evil
A damage soul can be very deadly
A drink of its pure evil soul
The darkness of fear itself
where's the sunwhere's the sun1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sun's in your head.
It beats like a drum.
Sounds like your heart.
Lay down on my knees.
The hair of your beard.
The taste of your lips.
Sun's up again.
I Walk This Earth, For NothingI Walk This Earth, For Nothing1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I walk this earth, for nothing
I have no dreams
I have no hope, for tomorrow
I'm not happy, I'm not sad
I can hardly smile
I rarely cry
My emotions, they are dead
I walk this earth, for nothing
I walk this earth
simply to walk on it
I walk this earth, and I keep moving
Nothingness, that's my reason
My reason to smile
My reason to cry
My reason, for everything I do
Nothingness, is my hope
The reason I live
The reason I will die
Nothingness, a sweet word
For me, nothingness is a reason, it's a reason to live
also , life is a dark road, you never know what you will find
FOR THE LOVE OF ARTFOR THE LOVE OF ART2 years ago in Drama More Like This
FOR THE LOVE OF ART
Many people are true artists. Many are true art lovers. Then there are those like me who love art so much that I want to be just a small part of it. I love drawings and photographs and paintings in any form. I love talent in any form; so much so that I cannot just sit still. I must get my hands in it. I look for things I love and ask permission to use them, and then use a computer program to paint them. I don't just sit back and watch it paint all by itself. Once the computer program has finished, I go back to correct anything that I feel is not appealing to me. At least I do it to the best of my ability.
::I :don't: Love you::::I :don't: Love you::3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't Love you!
I would be lieing if I said that
I still Love you like I always have
I feel as though
You Mean Nothing to me!
I can never say that
I still feel such a great Love for you
I know that
"I've forgotten you"
And I'll never be able to use the phrase
"I Love You"
I'm sorry, but I have to tell you the truth...
It's too late.
Now read from bottom to top!
MoonlightMoonlight2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The only reason the moon is so bright tonight,
Is because you are right here by my side.
Its rays of light shine on the ground,
Creating a romantic and peaceful sight.
As we sit on the ground under the tree,
You look up,
And your face is immediately illuminated,
And I smile as I examine that face...
That face that wrinkled in anger,
That face that brightened with happiness,
That face I touched with tenderness,
That face that shed tears in front of the only one who would accept and trust him as he was.
You say I'm the moon,
And you are a star;
You said the closest star to the moon,
The only reason the moon is so bright
Just wait, wait to fly Vast blue stretches above the treetops in every direction as far as the eye could see. The taunting sounds of wings beating the air. Soft clouds with hidden teaure await for thoses who have wonderful gift of flight...Just wait, wait to fly1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
A small and frail baby bird sits and watch as distant birds dive and swoop freelyin the air. "Not fair." The baby bird murmured. He dug his talons into the cozy nest. The nest bounded him like a twig filled prison.
Fluttering the tips of his wings. He gazed in the tempting sky. 'I have wings.' The baby bird thought. 'Then why can't I fly? It should be a crime to tell a bird he can't fly.' Before he could launch out of
A.S.H.D.A.S.C PrologueA Second Howl Deserves a Second ChanceA.S.H.D.A.S.C Prologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rain was coming down like bullets, the drops of rain slammed into the ground and the surrounding trees. The wind howled like hungry creatures, making the trees in the forest creak. Crashing of thunder sounded almost every minute. The air was cold enough to freeze to you to the bone within seconds.
A boy around the age of 15 ran through the forest, doing all he can not to run into trees that were so tall they could have touched the raging storm clouds above. The potato sack that was soaked by the freezing rain was being held by the boy's bare hands wouldn't let go of the sack. All of his cloth