PaesaggioPaesaggioPaesaggio7 months 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.
Soon.She sits on her windowsill far after midnight, long before dawn.Soon.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She's been there all night, silent, still.
Listening to the lullaby of the night.
Watching the dance of the stars.
Smelling winter, and rain in the air.
Tasting the air-the still, sleeping world.
..feeling her prison beneath her.
"Soon." she whispers into the night. "We will be together."
She lifts her arm, and tugs once more at the shackles that hold her there, like a broken promise.
"Soon.. The chains will rust and wither," Like abandoned flowers.
"And I will get away from here, even if I have to crawl." Like a runner, determined to finish the race.
"I will break all the chains holding me here," Like a monster, running out of control.
"..And I will run to you." Like a crazy teenager.. Deeply in love.
"And..then.." She laughs quietly. Like a fairy tale.
Observations of the HeartObservations of the HeartObservations of the Heart4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As those two are together I can plainly see
The way he looks are her and her at he
That he means the best and will treat her well
And that she will be treated like she should
I know the feelings of both and hope for the best
As they stand hand in hand I can easliy tell the rest
That she wouldn't rather be anywhere else then
His kiss makes sparks go off and fly around in her head
And hes in bliss by the mere touch of her hand
They are good together and and heres hoping it lasts
For my best friend whom has always been there for me
I will now be there and fully support you
Me for me. IIMaybeMe for me. II4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will find
someone who will
understand my crazy
ways. The way I will need
them, absolutley NEED them one
ady and completly ignore them the
next. The way I will write poem after
poem about them, and how I will want to
text them in the middle of the night because
we can't whisper to eachother (yet), and that they
are `the perfect lullaby`, and how at any moment, I could
burst into tears, and need their arms around me, even
if they're on the other side of the world. I
need someone who will understand
that when I want to be alone,
what I really want is
me, rocking me
gently to sleep.
I want them to comfort
me, and assure me, that, even
if everything isn't okay, we'll
always have eachother. And mean it.
Someone who will let me hit them and scream
at them, and then kiss them until we both forget
Peace signSo much hate and warPeace sign4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but I am still the sign most adored.
I have brought many fights
but prevented many wars.
I am in your dreams and
protect your mind from the deadliest of screams
I am recived from death and also life
I am what people need
I've done so much but yet not enough.
For I am just a sign
the want to be
Fire:IceYou are the ice and I am the fire.Fire:Ice4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are cool, composed, snow falling on a winter night.
I am crazy, wild, unpredictable, a forest fire burning out of control.
You are sensible, calm, still.
I am uncontrollable, insane, running through the streets of life.
Together, we are water. Still, but sometimes wild. We flow with our own currents. We are a crystal lake. A river running through an empty forest. Rain falling steadily to the earth.
Together, we are steam. Rising higher and higher, spreading out, till we cover the distance between us, invisible, but always there. Steam rising from a warm room into a snowy night.
Together, we are beautiful.
Together, we are perfect.
Together, we are one.
Convince me.Sightless eyes, peering from an empty body.Convince me.4 years ago in Teen More Like This
She looks, but does not see.
Her eyes, soulless..
You can look deep into her, just by looking into her riverlike eyes.
You can see the emptiness.
The pain of abandonment.
The stabbing heartbreak.
Her eyes, dulled, turn away before you can probe deeper.
You reach out, touch her shoulder and pull her to you.
You ask if everything is okay.
She smiles eerily and something flashes in her eyes.
"No, Caro. Nothing is okay. Someday I hope to understand why understand."
Her eyes shimmer and shake and fill with tears.
You reach out to wipe them away, but she slaps your hand away.
"Stop contradicting yourself." She mutters. "if you want to leave, just do it."
"I don't want-" You start.
"Then why.." she says, emotion growing in her eyes and her voice.
"Why do you leave me for so long? Alone in my room. Alone with those.. Things. Alone with only my tears to keep me company?"
She has so much emotion in her eyes. You can still see the aband
Trust.Part One.Trust.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I love you, its true.
Not in love with you, but I do love you.
Brave, Kind, Funny.
I really dont know what I would do without you.
You brighten my day.
When you smile, it means the world.
When you smile, even if I dont on the outside,
I am glowing on the inside.
You give me the confidence to get up and face the world.
Even on my blackest day.
You are like a flashlight in a dark night.
Come to guide me home.
Without you, I would never have gained the confidence to work on a song so above my skill level.
(Even my teacher was unsure.)
I would never have the confidence to stick to it as long as I have.
My only wish.
If I could have one thing for you in return
For the infinite amount of things youve done for me,
It would be for you to have the confidence you have given me.
For you to stop saying my life would be better without you.
Stop insisting you were the downfall of my life.
Nothing sends a sharp pang through my heart,
Tugs at it from every ang
LifeLife is a monstrous thingLife6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Go against it's flow and punishment it will bring
It will teach you to go with it's flow
But there are those who'll say the flow blows
I am one of those people
I am a constant fighter against fate
I will shape my own future
I will take all punishment that comes my way
Standing up against life or "God"
I will stand for my future and fight for my sake
We've only got one life...so shine it with a little light.
Skeletons and intimacy.The skeletons drawn on your back crave my fingers closer,Skeletons and intimacy.4 years ago in General More Like This
And I feel like I'm playing a xylophone.
"You're so skinny." I whisper, each letter pronounced perfectly,
Because you're perfect.
You raise an eyebrow, giving me one of your desirable looks,
And I can't help diving in for one more beautiful lifting moment,
Of lips against lips,
And tongues against tongues.
I love the texture of your skin,
Goose bumps rising underneath my fingertips.
I love the sweet scent of you in the morning,
And can't help thinking,
"God, you're so beautiful."
You zip my lips shut,
A dominant turn as you push me back against the covers and smile.
"This isn't fair "
And you take me from this world to an intimate dream,
Where my frowns don't exist,
And it's just you and me.
Just you and me.
Special Soups SoupSpecial Soups Soup1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Special Soups Soup
They called him Soups. Soups used to live in an unused basement that was accessible via a small window on street level. It was only a few corners away from Soup's favorite restaurant. Many people ate there but not all finished their plates. A very nice chef worked in the kitchen there. Soups liked him because every night after closing time, he would make him chicken soup. Hence the name: Soups. He'd throw some leftover meat – he knew chicken was Soup's favorite – in leftover soup, along with some leftover pasta, rice or bread, and put it outside in a plastic box. Soups loved the leftover chicken soups. It always tasted delicious, but none tasted like the other.
Some days, Soups knew he could afford to wait until evening for his main dish, the soup, to be served, sometimes along with a short pat on the head from the chef's tired hand. But some days, the chef didn't work, so Soups walked between the tables on the terrace looking for guests accidentally drop
Devilicious - Beyond BirthdayDevilicious - Beyond Birthday4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Em nome do vício, música de amor cadavérica
Se está precisando de um vilão, baby eu sou sua barbie
Tanto apodrecendo nas asas da luz ou deslizando pro inferior
vamos criar outro mito para você
vamos deixar uma lembrança, como sua tatuagem
minhas mãos se dirigem para baixo, tornando-se depravadas
Seu corpo na minha boca, DEVILICOUS
Em nome da carne, em nome da devassidão
a mágica distorcida em renda preta amarrada por todo meu corpo
O menu de hoje cobre uma multidão de pecados
Não pense que eu sou um anjo só porque tenho asas
Amo esse órgão baby, mas não você
Vendo seus lábios pretos se tornarem azul pálido
Vaporize o laquê deslize suavemente sentindo-se audacioso
Seu corpo na minha boca, DEVILICIOUS
Evil evil evil evil
... Eu preciso de um vilão (a-ha)
Pelo seu amor e devoção, eu quero o que tem de sórdido
Você traz todo o ódio por mim mesmo de d
The DrugI died with ecstasy on my lips and drugs pumping through my body, ensorcelled by rapture and bliss. I felt my life give way, even though I could have faced the whole world. It is a strange feeling to die from an overdose, but it was no drug that killed me. It was a kiss.The Drug3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
EndsYou nurse the gun in your hand, feeling its weight, gauging its balance. It would be a quick and painless death. Some call this cowardly, others barbaric, but you like to think of it as cathartic. You load and chamber one bullet; it is all you will need. You take aim, and shoot the fox.Ends3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
SacrificeThe cavern shook as the war raged on outside. Dust and debris fell from the ceiling. I pushed on, dragging my daughter, Claire, behind me. The scared looks on their faces wrenched my very heart and soul. We approached the emergency stasis tubes and I shoved Claire in the nearest one. We each pressed our hands against the glass, one last gesture before the glass opaqued and the stasis process began. I looked up and down the line of stasis tubes, looking for another empty one; there were none, so I withdrew my gun and prepared to give my life.Sacrifice3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
MagicThe sun occupies the sky above, a stalwart defender against the darkness. It is that mighty star high above in the heavens, and a coffee, that demand my attention. My pencil dances across the page. It leaps and pirouettes as I describe the beauty of the warmth that reaches from afar to light my way and warm my heart. There is no place like my favourite table at my favourite cafe, with perhaps the exception of the arms of my beau. What a perfect thought, I think. I replace the pencil in my hand with a slice of cake. I know I shouldn't, but I cannot shake the feeling that today will be special. Maybe it was the engagement ring I found in my beau's jacket pocket.Magic3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I flip the page, ready to unleash my creativity anew, when with a sizzle and a pop, a man appears from nowhere before me. He spins around, first one way, then twice the other. He looks happy, while my fellow cafe patrons and I looked stunned. The man looks around. He first smiles, then waves, and beg
Ask Ciel [ON HIATUS]Ask Ciel [ON HIATUS]2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Alright, I was going to answer this via camera..
but I can't find it. xD
So, I'm gonna do this another way.
So, ask Ciel anything you want, and he'll answer.
There's no limit, and no rules, so ask away! :3
BipolarToday I am the rain,Bipolar3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Poison coursing through thickened veins,
Feeding from your disgust and distain,
I am the sickness, I am the pain,
Today I am the rain.
Today I am the storm,
A plague of locus, a cloud I swarm,
The purest evil in human form,
Words laced with rage, the air still warm,
Today I am the storm.
Today I am the sun,
Like petals from flowers, I come undone,
My heart and the earth both beat as one,
Nothing to fear, ill laugh through this fun,
Today I am the sun.
Today I am the breeze,
I am injured and yet there's nothing to see,
I am none and yet I am all of these,
I am the sick so help me please,
Today am I the breeze?
Making FriendsI'm dying to meet the morticianMaking Friends3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
He seems like such a nice man.
And I hear he's especially good at
Dissecting the problem at hand.
Maybe he can help me
And lead me to the light.
'Cause it seems the life I'm leading is
The cause for every plight.
My Friends Are My EstateMy friends are my estateMy Friends Are My Estate3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Or at least that's what I thought
So much time spent doting on them
Turned out to be for naught
Showered with many an eccentric gift
But none of their woes did I ever try to lift
So focused was I in my ability to impress
Their problems were not pertinent to my interests
Speaking to them was staged like a play
I practiced my lines with a meticulous approach
Especially when I had something exciting to broach
But eventually, my mask was discovered
A barrage of insults, I was plastic, fake
Cast out from my social sanctuary
Thrown into the rain
Because of my decorated indifference
Homeless I remain
Making FriendsMAKING FRIENDSMaking Friends5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In a fetal position before me,
You hold tight your feelings
Afraid to let go.
To be yourself.
No one to turn to.
No warm hand of comfort.
No mommy to sing you
As a dark, curled figure you have
A need; somebody to talk to
Not a "Social Crutch."
Our eyes meet
Our lips form the words the other wants to voice
Potential gleams like your smile
We could be each other's outlet.
FriendsWhat are friends if they will leave you like a stray?Friends3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
At the drop of the hat, leave you hanging for a loop
Lost and unfound, drowning in your own disease.
The ones who claim forever and ever
Yet you always hear the truth of their never,
They will leave you drifting in the mist.
And soon the fog will be so thick
That it will seem that no-one will find you again,
Until a drifting shape you will see.
Another friend or a bitter foe,
Will they replace what is gone?
Or will your last forever be mourned?
MediaWe suffer from romantic chemicals,Media3 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.
Il libro del destinoIl libro del destinoIl libro del destino7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Se nel grande libro del destino sono scritti i nostri due nomi vicini,vedrai che un giorno ci rincontreremo;
se c'è scritto che siamo fatti l'uno per l'altra,la distanza non ci farà così paura...
sarà solo un puntino insignificante nella nostra favola.
Se è amore,quello vero,questo sarà per sempre,e niente e nessuno riuscirà a distruggere questa rosa bianca che mai appassirà...
Ma se la vita non ha in serbo niente per noi,allora destino,uccidi questo sentimento che non mi fa respirare,
e lascia dormire il mio cuore in un dolce letargo.
The book of fate
If in the great book of fate are written the names of our two neighbors,you'll see that one day we will meet again;
if it says that we are made for each other,the distance will not make us so afroid...
will only be an insignificant speck in our fairy tale.
If it's love,the real one,this will be forever and nothing and no one will destroy this white rose that nev