The Sore Of A Deaf PoemAnother crumpled sheet thrown on the floor,The Sore Of A Deaf Poem4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Another shout, a thud, because she can't get rid of the sore,
The deaf poem of her broken heart is maybe too degraded,
She's not able to write it down, her soul is jaded,
The phrases of her life are burning on the inside,
A description about the moment when her dreams died,
It's smashing her heart and her tired mind.
From nowhere she hears a sardonic voice,
"- You're not able to hear the words anymore, in fact you never really did,
You have shed some scraps on pages, lies your soul to feed with",
She covered her ears, closed her eyes,
To stop hearing the demonic voice she tries,
"- Shut up!" she yelled again like every day,
It's impossible to escape this abomination that came in her way.
Maybe this is an already lost fight,
A decommissioned road to the healing light,
Her pathetic flounder makes no sense,
She's laying on the floor holding a broken pen.
Torn by the fall from grace,
She will leave behind just a bloody trace,
Secrets of the DjinnLo the winds howl "Never you roam the mist"Secrets of the Djinn3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wander you far across lands, forest & desert sea
Or dream you deep in a cloudless sky ...
Yet a presence looms & beckons, spirits unseen
For they are the Djinn, silent and ever watching,
embalmed into seasons of mortal blood-flow
And beware, for I shalt not speak of this again,
lest darkness unto thy flesh they quest and sow
Eons adrift in smokeless fire did they slumber...
Befallen to Earth's domain, they undressed fate
The Djinn, ancient dwellers humans would fear
Betwixt worlds they linger, shimmering in fire
Thru parallel dimensions they reach, seducing
dreams and reality, life... You!
Peering eyes thru the veil of time and space;
shape shifters of any form, stalk and hunt
Thoughts & flesh canst not escape their magick
Besieged and shadowed, the human race
til they are sent back to whence they came
And death became a wanton treasure,
where Angels pillage & Demons lust in flame
"You should never have come human"
A Siren's CallA Siren's Call3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Visions of madness shimmer in silvery skies
Horizons of passion drown in timeless beauty
There is a voice so pure that can melt a Sun,
a fragrance so luring that can reap mortal breath
Once thou hath gazed into the eyes of a Siren,
love befalls in a kiss, upon whispers of death
An endless ocean swirls, ethereal waves bewail
the sound of her cry haunts eons of dreams
In the deepest abyss, my soul shall forever sail
For a thousand years, I drifted in her song
lost in restless fever of wanton seas
Gently I reached towards her long silvery hair;
embroidered in tempest of Love's odyssey
Tears of sapphire jewel oceans deep ...
luminous thoughts seeking the nectar of bliss
Among flesh and shadows, I crave evermore
Lips unveiled, blackness approaches
my destiny entombed by the Siren's lore
When the world turns forever still,
only the sound of her fleeting whispers remain,
like echoes of rain, suspended over the sea
Arthur Crow © 2012
Tides of Earth and SkyTides of Earth and Sky3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the ache of soul carried the torch of dreams into the sky
Upon scent of mortal thirst destiny whispered in myriad
rapture of folding tides..
Lo the mythic shore, where I — a phantasm of love bleeds
into the ether of velvet sky & ocean hymn...
Lost in the wine of omni-dreaming, for our passion tis but
the humble audience of eternity
In jeweled horizons the Goddess feasts; her gaze I cannot flee
I have crossed oceans of time & drank the song of worlds
My spirit forever slain in the beauty of her immortal sea
— Arthur Crow © 2012
Beautiful ContradictionOne of my favorite places to beBeautiful Contradiction4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Is also my worst fear
All the life I see
Is shadowed by the death here
The waves call me
Begging me forward
Into the sea
Only to drag me downward
What a beautiful contradiction
It's hard to tell the difference
Between death and life
Day and night
Sinking to the bottom
It was you, not them
Beauty turns to scars
Can't erase these marks
Save me from what I've done
Save me from the monster I've become
Swallowed by the ocean
I'm calm, I'm calm
My heart is broken
This is how I move on
It's better this way
I'm out of the picture
No longer causing you pain
Thinking of you now
A tear rises to the surface
BabyBaby4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Baby wipe your tears,
let go of all your fears.
Let me take your pain,
and put it in my pocket.
I'll put a lock on it.
You'll never have to see it again.
Let my hold you close,
and wrap my arms around you.
Let me warm you up,
and take away the cold
and put it in my soul.
I'll take away your anger,
Your not a hater baby,
your a lover.
I'll take the hate,
and reform your fate.
I'll put your anger in my fist
and crumble it into bits.
Let me take your sorrow
and throw it away.
You'll never see it again.
Let me kiss you on the lips,
I'll hold your hand,
and put a smile on your face.
Let me color your heart
I'll push away the darkness
and let the light shine through.
I'll walk you out of the shadows
and bring you to the sun.
I'll walk you onto the moist grass
and take you away from the desert.
I can do so much for you.
If you were to give me the chance.
I can love
and love you right.
Let me show you,
you don't have to be lonely,
because I'm right here standing
SoulmatesSoulmatesSoulmates4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I see her face when my eyes are closed
She lives in my heart and I in hers
My dark-haired beauty, my soulmate
A lifetime of love; given, accepted
Cherished beyond measure
A love so deep it creates its own space
Where none other dare intrude
A love story for the ages
But some stories are never written
Never put to the pen
For others to marvel and sigh over
To shine through the future as beacons
Of the truth of love
She died before we met
These are the great love stories never written
Lives lived out in the sorrow of the soul
HeartbreakIt hurts.Heartbreak4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How can you tell?
You feel that?
A soft happiness coming from the depths of your heart.
Suddenly, a bullet hits.
Shattering glass hearts.
Everything bleeds away.
Now you have nothing.
No life. No hope.
You are alone.
A cold, dark presence forms where the love once was.
BECAUSE OF YOUBECAUSE OF YOU!BECAUSE OF YOU4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wanna dance, jump and sing
spend my whole time just dreaming
BECAUSE OF YOU!
I've got butterflies in my stomach,
and the sun in my heart
BECAUSE OF YOU!
I feel elated, joy drunken, pleased
Bubbling over with happiness anyway
BECAUSE OF YOU!
I wanna hug the whole world
kissing, caress lovingly, holding it in my arms
BECAUSE OF YOU!
Finally i can smile again,
feeling like doing thousand and one things
BECAUSE OF YOU!
I enjoy a new lease of life,
looking ahead, knowing everthing will get fine
BECAUSE OF YOU!
For the courage, the smiling,
the feeling like doing thousand things
the happiness, the fluttering butterflies,
the dancing, jumping and singing
I THANK YOU!
SerialKiller!Austria X Reader-Just after deathSerialKiller!Austria X Reader-Just after death3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Let me held your hand,
The clock is running out,
Tik tok...what are you gonna do?
Poor unfortunate soul,
Let me take your heart out.
Again, you were up late at night, investigating the mysterious murders that happened recently in [your city name]. As a detective , you worked and stayed up very late in order to find the killer. At the moment, you know very little about the serial killer. You know that he is a male, the age is unknown, his victims are most young woman and couple of lovers. Another thing you know is that he kills at night, in abandoned alleyways and his signature weapon is a butcher knife, no longer than 15 inches. Is very interesting how the killer managed not to leave a single clue about his identity, like fingerprints or hair, even skin DNA under the nails of the victims wasn't found. The killer was smart, that's for sure, but still, not even a little clue?
You sighed and hung your head down, you were tiered and sleepy. You really didn't sleep this ni
Here We Go AgainShh, do you hear that,Here We Go Again4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The voice in the back of my head?
You, do you see it,
The shadows at the foot of my bed?
Maybe I'm just different,
In a way that no one can see.
You just don't understand,
What it's like being me.
Do Not CryDo not stand at my grave and weep:Do Not Cry5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the softly fallen snow;
I am the gentle showers of rain.
I am the field of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the grateful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight.
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom.
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing.
I am in each lovely thing.
So do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die.
Not-So-Happy Birthday [Prussia One Shot]Alright, this was suggested specifically by :iconnarulit:, and :iconhyperlovecookie: was on the waiting list above her, also requesting Prussia, so I decided that I was lazy, and combined the two requests. I hope you enjoy. :3Not-So-Happy Birthday [Prussia One Shot]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Prussia was extra happy today.
Because it was his birthday.
And he decided to celebrate his awesome birthday by going to the store for half of his awesome day buying awesome shoes for his awesome self.
He thought nothing could ruin this day.
Prussia got home from the store, wearing his awesome new shoes and holding a cake in his hands.
"Kesesesese~! I'm back to my awesome home on my awesome birthday!" He exclaimed.
He put the cake on a table and walked over to his answering machine, waiting a second to see a blinking red light on it.
The little bulb on it stayed unlit.
Prussia felt a tightness in his chest.
"N- no, m- maybe it- it's broken!" He reassured himself, quickly checking to see if any messages were
Someone like you Austria x Reader x PrussiaSomeone like you Austria x Reader x Prussia2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I heard that you're settled down
That you found a boy and you're married now
I heard that your dreams came true
Guess he gave you things I didn't give to you…
Roderich stared at ____ and Gilbert on the dance floor of their wedding. Tears fogging up his glasses as he walked out of the chapel and into his car, he’d never cried this hard in his 1000 years of existence. He sat in his front seat, hiccupping as he tried to erase the memory of losing ____ to Gilbert. He drove home, made tea, cried more and sighed to himself.
He sat at his piano…he was simply too sad to play. He thought of something writing ____ a letter. He got a pen, paper and sat at his desk and wrote.
I love you. I’m sorry it took me so long to realize it; I can’t believe I spent so long with Elizabeta, when it was you…you’re the one! This is going to sound really cheesy but I lived for 986 years before I met you but I never felt alive. I remember when we first
Autumn Breeze: NaruHina StoryAutumn Breeze: NaruHina Story5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hinata walked out of her house and quietly closed the door. She took a deep breath and started to walk toward the main part of the Village. She hoped that she wouldn't run into Kiba or somebody like that. Everyone had been asking what happened during the fight with Pein but she didn't want to talk about it. She made a fool of herself, that's what happened. 'I confessed at a very wrong time.', she thought sadly. 'Naruto probably thinks I'm an idiot now.' She suddenly found herself wandering the streets of Konoha. She had no destination, she just needed to walk. She shivered a little as the crisp, autumn wind blew through her hair. She sighed and leaned against one of the wooden fences on the side of the street. She wanted to talk to Naruto so bad but, she knew that he had a lot more on his mind.
It had been six months since she confessed and the war was over. Madara was defeated by Naruto and Sasuke in the first and only battle of the war. Naruto fought to try to save everyone. No one b
No Tomatoes? (Papa!SpainXMama!readerXBaby!Romano)You were peacefully sleeping in bed beside your husband when something, or someone, jumped ontop of you. The impact of the object woke you up and you opened your eyes to see your adopted son, Lovino. He looked as though something terrible had happened so you became rather worried. "What's wrong Lovi?" You asked.No Tomatoes? (Papa!SpainXMama!readerXBaby!Romano)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I went to the kitchen to get a tomato as a late night snack, but I couldn't find any! I think that son of a biscuit ate them all!" He said as he pointed towards the sleeping form of Antonio. "He didn't even leave me one!"
You sighed at how minor a problem it was. Couldn't it have at least waited until morning rather than the middle of the night? All you wanted was one night where you could sleep without any interruptions. "Calm down Lovi... I'm sure there's some left... I'll go check for you." You knew the matter was important to him, so you shoved your thoughts aside and sat up, making sure Lovino didn't fall in the process.
Lovino crawled off of your lap so you could get up.
Austria x Reader ~Of Cold Hands~~Of Cold Hands~Austria x Reader ~Of Cold Hands~2 years ago in Humor More Like This
The pen slipped from Roderich Edelstein’s fingers creating an unsightly blemish on his music score. He scowled at the imperfect sheet music. It wasn’t so much that he would have to start over again, but he would find himself wishing it weren’t there in the future. It was something he would have to put with.
As he set his left hand on the bass clef, he tested out one of the quicker sections of his piece, one done in a Classical technique of trills…only to fumble within barely three sixteenth notes of the way in. This wouldn’t do. Something was wrong.
His biggest fear was that there might be something wrong with his hand. What if he fractured a bone or pulled a nerve in his fingers? He would never be able to afford and proper surgery, and he would never be able to play again. His livelihood was at stake. _______________ would never be able to hear him play, and she would think of abandoning him. He would lose everything he has loved. It woul
Male!ReaderxNoble!Austria: His MelodyMale!ReaderxNoble!Austria: His Melody3 years ago in Romance More Like This
There wasn't much that had dampened your mood. You weren't rich nor were you poor; you were at a happy medium in your life. You happy with the things you had, even if it wasn't a lot. Up until recently you had been living alone but your parents had decided to leave your sickly sister with you. Apparently, they couldn't take much more of having to care for her as if she were still a child. Your sister moving in didn't bother you all that much; you actually began to enjoy her company even if it were only a couple of hours a day.
Since your sister had moved in you had begun taking one much harder jobs, being the older brother, it was up to you to take care of your younger sibling. You didn't care that you ended up working until your hands were cut and bruised from hard labor; you were doing it to provide for your ill sister. She had always told you, you didn't have to work so hard for her sake but you would just smile at her.
Normally when you were on your way home, you never got distract
For Spain LoversFor Spain Lovers4 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sit, back against your cell. A heavy iron collar is around your neck, chaining you to the wall. You outfit is in tatters compared to its original glory. You're a pirate, feared by many. You've been on Arthur Kirkland's ship for over a month, barely getting anything to eat. He captured you, attempting to gain some maps from you. The night you were captured is still fresh in your memory.
Two Englishmen hold you down. You're on your knees on the deck of your ship. You cutlet is on the deck a few feet away. You hear footsteps coming toward you. You look up to see a certain blonde seadog that has been plaguing you pirates. You look nervously from right to left. All you see is the endless blue water.
"Looking for something?" Arthur asks with a grin, "No one is going to back you up, love." You scowl at him.
"What do you want?!" You ask.
"What you've stolen from one of my ships," He says.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," You say, trying to be innocent.
Stars Fall (Spain x Already dead!Reader)A man stood in front of a fairly new grave. From afar, he simply looked like a visitor, but upon closer inspection, you could tell he was enduring the most painful experience. Heartbreak from losing a loved one. The man's curly, chocolate locks moved in the wind, revealing dull eyes that had once been a vibrant green. Now all that was there was a sea of pain. He had ran his tears dry over the past few hours he had stood in front of this one grave.Stars Fall (Spain x Already dead!Reader)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(yourbirthdate)- August 3rd, 2013
~My star has finally fallen~
He read the gravestone over and over again. You had died at such a young age. Your time had been stolen from you because of his foolishness. Something that killed him ever since it had happened. Guilt had already consumed his soul. Now it was taking over his mind, numbing the pain of his heart ever so slowly. "It's all my fault, mi estrella! It should have been me! You should still be here living your life! I've liv
Teen!CancerPatient!Austria x CancerPatient!ReaderTeen!Cancer Patient!Austria x Cancer Patient!ReaderTeen!CancerPatient!Austria x CancerPatient!Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You had been diagnosed with what doctors call leukemia. What you call it, 'hell'. When you're not at the hospital, you refuse to leave your house. You've recently gone into medical relapse, and had been given chemotherapy. It had been a success, so you went back into remission. All of your hair, though, [h/c] and still short from your last round of the killing chemicals, had fallen out, leaving your body smooth and hair-free. The initial sting had worn off, but you never engaged in outside activities. You stayed inside and read fanfiction, knowing the outside world would call you out. But the next trip to the hospital, a few weeks after the treatment, when you went in for a dialysis session, is when the whole week turned up on its sunny side. You got a seat next to a very cute boy. From the looks of it, he didn't have cancer at all... But he must have, since he was also being dialyzed. His hair was dark, rich, brown. His eyes were clo
AND REMEMBER TO SMILE- PoemAND REMEMBER TO SMILE- PoemAND REMEMBER TO SMILE- Poem4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm too young to die,
Too tired to live
Too old to keep going
And too poor to give.
Too vexed to be happy,
Too rich to be sad,
I try doing good,
I end up doing bad
I embrace being a bitch
And I fill up with pride,
But attempt to insult me
I'll run off and hide
She says, when I tell her
I must pack it in;
"You're too strong to let them
get under your skin."
They say, when I tell them
I wish I was dead;
"You're too smart to let them
get into your head."
You say, when I tell you
I'm needing your help;
"Try and relax, you must
just be yourself."
Is this what you wanted?
Is this really me?
A coward, just wishing
To finally be free?
The noise in my head,
The pain in my gut,
The hatred, the weakness,
Just want to give up.
My 'Awesome' Pen Pal (Prussia x Reader) Chapter 3My 'Awesome' Pen Pal (Prussia x Reader) Chapter 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
Laughter. That was the one word your teacher told you Gilbert was doing while writing his response letter. That, and some...'other' things happened, so you basically had no idea what to expect now! So here you were, sitting at your lunch table, just staring down the envelope. Should you open it? I mean you honestly had no idea what was so funny in your last letter, and what did your English teacher mean by 'other things?' Darn it, none of these thoughts were making anything better for you!
"Okay ________, just calm down. Once you open the letter you'll find out what was so dang funny...and maybe what that 'other' thing was." You opened the letter slowly, feeling as if you were defusing a bomb than opening an envelope. You pulled the letter out and began to read. You shouldn't have read it.
HOW COULD YOU SAY PRUSSIA NO LONGER EXISTS?! I SHOULD GO DOWN THERE AND-
Oh you screwed up. You screwed up big time! You didn't think he'd take it '