Soul Eater Next Generation 6Soul Eater Next Generation 64 years ago in Romance More Like This
Days Gone By
Words spilled around in Tod's head, words and memories that where whirling in his head, and each one ending with 'god- reaper- immortal- grim-shinigami-protectors' all of it came and went in his mind as a blinding light interred his eyes and he cringed as he opened his eyes in white room.
Groggily he looked around until as his vision blurred to meet an image, "M-mom?"
Suddenly blue eyes met his and they instantly filled with tears as Liz sprung out of her chair crying, "Tod!"
She wrapped her arms gingerly around her son's body as he began to sit up. She then let go and ran her hand down the side of his face while a smile formed on her lips.
"You're- You're here- you're- you're."
Tod looked at her in slight shock, his father had always been the one who always seemed a bit more on edge- his mother had practically raised his aunt and generally mellowed out Kid until it came to punishment.
"Of Course- let's call someone."
Liz reached over her son's
Fri-end-ship.Fri-end-ship.Fri-end-ship.3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When I talk, you don’t listen.
You’re just waiting for your turn to speak.
You view every conversation as a competition.
All I can see is the unstoppable movement of your cheeks.
The flow of communication is always re directed back to you.
Almost as if everyone must hear what you have to say.
I’m not denying that half of what you say could actually be true.
But how can so much happen to a person in just one mere day.
What makes it worse is that your stories get recycled and repeated.
I zone in and out of your speeches and know exactly what happens next.
My place in the conversation is to respond and nod when needed.
If you can’t tell me in person, you incessantly try to call me or even text.
I can feel my tolerance and patience gradually wearing thin.
I am not even sure how much longer I can hold it in.
I want to tell you the truth but I don’t know how to phrase it.
Because I know once it is delivered, it is impossible to erase it.
So I have
The Joker X Harley Quinn Pt. 1The Joker X Harley Quinn Pt. 16 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a chilly night and in the room wasn't anything to bring some warmth, except for a few burning pieces of wood in the fireplace. But the man who was sitting in the room didn't feel the cold. He had other things to care about.
He was pacing around, wondering why it went wrong this time. Once again he had failed to kill Batman. And his workers... it was a disgrace. They were incapable of anything, including handling a stupid man dressed in a bat costume. Even Harley Quinn, who always claimed to be his most loyal servant due to the fact that she was completely in love with him, had been totally useless.
How could he, the one and only Joker, return to his former glory when every attempt to regain some of his previous power failed so miserably? How many times had he tried it already? And today it went wrong, again.
He would punish all the idiots who had lost at the fight during the time and ruined his chance to kill Batman, once and for all. Harley Quinn would be the first. There wasn'
SilenceSilence.Silence3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A language that everyone speaks.
But one that we are not able to hear.
A place where emotions and abandonment meet.
Of which we are forced to confront our buried fears.
There are no more lessons that the agents of society can teach.
An infinite amount of words expressed through a solitary tear.
People dish out advice but never practise what they preach.
A language with the same traits as a hopeful prayer.
A society where people judge others, as they sit back in their self proclaimed seats.
They can no longer understand you and they aware of the darkness that draws near.
Many lives led but we are all accompanied by the same drumbeat
Maybe you don't want to be heard but people will forcefully lend an ear.
Lips fused together, unint
L.O.V.E.L.O.V.E.L.O.V.E.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It swallows you whole,
Exceeds your control.
Apprehends your soul,
Until it has taken its toll.
It’s an overwhelming feeling.
That is made to be appealing
And you can’t help revealing,
The doubts you are concealing.
It’s an undefined dimple
And a well known jingle.
But only when you are single
Does it all seem so simple.
It is one of life’s many gifts,
That empowers and uplifts
And can lead you adrift.
Should you miss your shift.
It is impossible to describe it.
It is impossible to fight it.
Because once it is ignited
And once you have tried it.
It will take your independence.
You will become used to its presence.
You will become addicted to its essence
And include it at the end of your every sentence.
It exists even in the hearts of its haters.
It is a taste even they will savour
And although its duration wavers.
There will never be a feeling that is greater.
Everything I have said and more.
I am merely repeating what you already know.
FeelsI’m dying on the inside and I don’t know what to doFeels3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
I miss you like crazy and I wish you did, too
The pain that I feel isn’t even alive
And I swear to you now, I might even die
I look at your name and I start to cry
And I don’t like this feeling of saying goodbye
I can’t even eat and I’m starting bad habits
I can’t get out of bed and I cry while I’m at it
It feels like I’m on my own and I feel so alone
And when you text me, I can’t pick up my phone
I can’t see you with someone other than me
Even if you’re smiling and really happy
‘Cause I was that person, or I once use to be
But now I killed that and destroyed it completely
I had no idea just how much I loved you
Until you were taken, oh I wish that I knew
Because now as I go and my eyes fade to black
I finally see I won’t ever have you back….
The SaxophoneThe SaxophoneThe Saxophone13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I pick up this golden bird,
and play until I weep.
For the sadness I play,
brings joy to others.
My mouth tests the foul taste of a drenched piece of wood,
and with tears in my eyes
I breathe like a ferocious dragon
ready to strike the sorry little man in the field.
For soon others will join in my song of many feelings.
This golden bird brings
and hope to this world.
The air from my lungs escape.
There I release my anger and pain, all through a solid breath.
Then my brothers join me,
while we release our burdens and curses
to suffer in the gates of hell.
This golden bird is not just some toy; it is our tool for happiness.
Imagine that 26 keys
can lift the souls of others.
What We HadWhat We Had3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What We Had
I think it was the lack of connection.
The lack of... touch?
I didn't mean for it to happen.
My desire for love was too much.
He was right there,
In my peripheral vision.
The party was intense.
Nothing but flashing white lights
Filling the room.
He walked up to me,
Wanting to dance and I said
I was with someone.
It's not like it was a
We only ever kissed and said
A whole year of just
Maybe he didn't love me
Like I loved him.
Maybe he was straight.
Maybe he didn't think of men
I still loved him.
I didn't want to let him go.
But I desired something.
I desired something more than
I wanted to touch.
Wanted to be touched.
I wanted to feel another's skin on mine.
I was feeling too much desire to care
I woke up that morning next to a
I never knew his name.
I never asked for it.
Because I didn't
I just got up and
Days after that night,
Dying From LoveDying From LoveDying From Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
His sweet words touched her heart
Now it is bleeding and torn apart
His gentle touch as he held her hand
Now it is empty as a barren land
His tender kiss across her lips
Ignited something deep within
Now they are parched and dry
Craving moisture that he would provide
He caressed her heart with his love
Now it is screaming from the pain
Dying slowly as she cries in the rain
ParanoiaParanoia.Paranoia3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I don't want to be this way.
But I can't help but feel this way.
No matter what you do
Or what comforting words you say.
My over active mind will not allow me to believe it.
My weary blood shot eyes will not allow me to see it.
Even though my attentive heart is able to receive it.
My thoughts and my imagination will corrupt and deceive it.
And that's why no matter how much I love you.
For some reason I will always feel cheated.
So please don't blame yourself because you have done more than enough.
You have proven yourself and have provided me with so much love.
There are only so many false accusations you can take.
There are only so many false promises I can make.
There are only so many times I can make that same mistake.
Until I foolishly recognize what is actually at stake.
How long will you have to accommodate my insecurities?
How long will it take for me to completely trust you?
Until you begin questioning my emotional maturity.
There are only so many times I can say "I a
Echo przeszlosci 12Echo przeszlosci 124 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Zostałem sam w hotelowym pokoju.
Siedziałem na brzegu wysokiego łóżka, zapewne wygodnego dla reszty świata.
Ale nie dla mnie.
Opierając przedramiona na udach, patrzyłem się tępo w biały, włochaty dywan. Szurałem po nim nogą, sprawdzając jego miękkość.
Czułem się tak, jakbym podjął najgorszą decyzję w życiu.
I nie chodziło o to, że jestem setki kilometrów od domu. W innej kulturze, której nie znam, która w sumie nigdy mnie nie interesowała. Bez znajomości specyficznego języka tego państwa. Że jestem w wielkim mieście, podobno w jednym z najdroższych na świecie.
Nie chodziło o to.
Wtedy największym moim dramatem było to, że nie miałem swojego materaca.
I to nie był lęk.
To była panika.
Bo miałem tam zostać kilka miesięcy i by
I Love You, In A WayI love you in a way that keepsI Love You, In A Way2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Me from sleeping at night,
In a way that crushes my heart
Whenever I see her.
It makes it hard for me to write anything
Because I love you and
Hate you all at the same time,
And all I’m doing is confusing everyone.
I want you to love me
All night long just one time,
And I want you to make me not
Regret it the very next day.
I want to throw my arms around
You whenever I see you,
And remember what it was
Like to feel cared for.
Your bed isn’t comfortable anymore,
Nor is your body,
But you still give me the best
Sleep I’ve ever had.
I hope someday I will be younger,
And that I will be out of love with you.
I hope someday you will be older,
And that you will understand.
I'm Sorry, but...I'm sorry I hurt you.I'm Sorry, but...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm sorry I cried.
I'm sorry I got angry.
I'm sorry I tried.
I'm sorry you got caught,
In my strange whirl-wind.
I'm sorry to do this,
But it has to end.
I may be brutal,
But I am honest.
I may be loud,
But that voice advocates for you.
I may be fierce,
But I'm fiercely loyal.
I may be crazy,
But that's just my love.
I'm still sorry you've had to deal with the above,
But like it or not,
My dear little dove,
The wind is my power,
My method of change.
Your words did shower,
And caused me much pain,
But that's your mistake,
You didn't see what you'd gained.
You had the best guard dog,
The bestest of friends,
The fiercest protector,
The bestest of men.
You had my commitment,
But nourished me not,
So I turned back upon you,
And snarled a lot.
You've kicked at my shadow,
You've long trashed my name,
You've made this mistake,
And no longer will gain,
The rewards of my stewardship,
The rewards of my work.
No more will you profit,
While I have to herk.
What you see is what
Childhood memoryLovely and warm was your voice to meChildhood memory2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The melody you hummed was happy and carefree
I danced and laughed, I had no worries and sorrow
I spun around and didn't think about tomorrow
Can you see me dancing around?
Can you hear the happy sound?
Laughing and smiling so brightly and pure
Nature around us was a welcoming allure
This is a memory I keep in my heart
This is where I got my start
I started living and enjoying to live
And happiness and love is what I give
Remembering this memory is making me warm
It's clear like the sky after a big storm
And I'll keep in my hearts as a treasure
Dancing for you was always a pleasure
ElvesWe are the eldest and wisest of allElves11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In our lifetimes we never notice winter through fall
We only keep going, we never die
We don't seek the future, we look to the sky
Fair and beautiful, we always are
Eyes brighter then the brightest Star.
Skin that shines like the sun
In every father, and in every father's son.
We are the elves, we live on
We live in the sunset, we live in the Dawn.
When we cry the rain pours down
When the trees die, that's when we frown
Sailing on a silver sea,
Moonbeams disperse around me.
To the lands where we never die,
On the wind where seagulls fly...
Lost LoveI lost you; you said "I still love you"Lost Love8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I'd throw away all my pain
Just to hear your name
And the truth about this
Is that it hurts me to miss
The smile on your face
And meeting you in the exact same place
The grooves in your hand
The fit into mine just as I had planned
I remember a time
When I could call you mine
But now that time has past
And something told me that it wouldn't last
I still love you just the same
You never truly gave me any pain
Echo przeszeszlosci 07Echo przeszeszlosci 074 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Stanęła w progu jego drzwi. Nie zrobiła jednak kroku, nie weszła do środka.
Nie dla tego, że cuchnęło papierosami.
To była jego przestrzeń.
Przestrzeń, w której było miejsce tylko dla jeszcze jednej osoby.
Nie dla niej.
Wiedziała to od chwili, gdy zobaczyła jego twarz tak blisko tej drugiej. Gdy zastała ich razem, leżących i patrzących sobie w oczy. Może nawet zobaczyła fragment tego, co było kiedyś między nimi?
Wtedy się wycofała... zostawiła ich razem, uśmiechając się do siebie.
Nie chciała psuć tego obrazka.
Wszystko nagle się poskładało. Stało się tak oczywiste. I była w sumie pewna, że nazajutrz będzie jakoś inaczej. Po prostu cieplej.
Jednak powinna się już nauczyć, że nie można ułożyć sobie wszystkiego po swojej myśli.
Goodbye...I don't think I love you anymore.Goodbye...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have loved you for a year and 10 months and you never noticed.
I hope it isn't just because I haven't seen you in ages.
I really hope so.
Because if it is.
As soon as I see your face all of that love will come rushing back.
But with love comes pain.
I must be over you.
Because I've fallen for a man created in my brain.
Who cheers me up.
Who holds me when I cry.
Who talks to me when I'm alone.
Who helps me when I've hurt myself.
Who loves me for me.
Who understands me.
And I know he doesn't exist so he can't be you.
I don't think I've let you go though.
To Be A SaxophoneGlisten under spotlights,To Be A Saxophone8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Varying lust poured
Into the ears of Man.
In need to be embraced
Like a baby and a lover.
Oh, to be a saxophone.
And the keys!
Learn them all for
A fantastic experience.
Failure to do so,
The wrath of ire
Falls upon the shoulders.
Ah, the joys of a saxophone.
Included with jazz
Hear it wail.
Enshroud it with strings
A lovely melody will bloom.
Solo or accompanied,
It adapts to all sorts.
How marvelous, the saxophone.
Pandoras Box cannot
Contain as much feeling
As this simple instrument.
Loved, detested, admired,
Valiantly, it performs
Through bad and good.
How I adore the saxophone.
Joyous, dear saxophone,
You are unique!
To dream is to believe
You can do anything!
One secret I say, my saxophone
In you I confide.
I am you, my saxophone,
Just as you are me!
Musings...Musings...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
.........Just like the deepest darkest oceans, its same...For the deepest darkest forests. No one can ever imagine what dwells with in? And just like how, all bodies of waters were contacted..In some way, or other, you could also find as were all trees, or more forests...
...But what would someone do? If they found out the truth? Yes....They were go between, to alien worlds. Places human kind wrote off as wild imaginations of the crazies, emotional stress. Then how would you explain, your moments of waking, when reality shifts to illusions an dreams..Astral projecting? Missing persons, our world is only so huge. You will end up going in circles. So why have we yet to find these missing people then? Once their scent/leads have gone dry? Hmm? What about demon possessions Now many believe these claims to be real. And still even at the same time, people don't and cant accept, such things, as well. Even these creatures need a play to dwell to call home too..So many answers and t
blue exrocist oc: Kurogo kegumoblue exrocist oc: Kurogo kegumo4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
FULL NAME:Kurogo kegumo [translates liturly to black widow]
NICKNAME: kuro,Fauru [means foul],Ashi[means 8 legs]
ACTUAL AGE: 14
AGE APPEARANCE: 16
BIRTHDAY: november 14
ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: scropio
ALLERGIES: milk weed
SEXUAL PREFERANCE: BiSexual
WAY OF SPEAKING: angry and cocky [and has a slight spanish accent]
THEME SONG(S): Friend or Foe - t.A.T.u
HAIR COLOR: orange
HAIR STYLE AND LENGTH: crocked long on one side neat and tidy and short on the other with
singuler spikes in the back that are also crocked [fact: look carfully enough they look
like a set of spiders fangs]
EYES COLOR: dark pink
EYESIGHT: prefect even better then most humans
WEIGHT: 98 pounds
OUTFIT/CLOTHING STYLE: dark colored punk clothes refuse to wear uniform
DISTINGUISHING MARKS(SCARS,MOLES): his large Mashou mark reaching from the top of his arm
wraps around to the tip of his wrist he recived it from juno when he was 5 when they f
Two SistersTwo Sisters3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One who rises the sun
One who rises the moon
Share power equally
For yet a struggle is brewing.
not among these two sisters
but the struggle is among the people.
One side for the day
One side for the Night.
nothing but a arguement
until one eveing between the setting of the sun and the rising of the moon
a fight that will involve two sisters
both holding love for each other
until that fight.
the one that controls the moon heard the please of the people
her heart clouded in their judgement
Evil did she turn
Her older sister
one who rises the Sun
Pleaded to her but her please fell on death ears
Basinshment did happen
for many moons the sister of the night was never seen
Until one night she came back
the act of six brave people cleared her heart
forever given by her sister
she return to rule the night
with her sister their to help.
Two sisters who rule a kingdom
Peace is all everyone knows now
but will that peace last
for their are people who want the nigh