IsIf I could be someone in the whole world,Is5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I would be Never-Anyone,
the kind of nobody that drifts on the wind at the same pace of any beating heart around any given planet:
The kind of anyone who would be always-somewhere and sometimes-everywhere,
dreaming at a mile a minute, as fast as the gusts can carry a nobody like myself
(because, being a cipher, I am quite light and weigh just a little less than the air):
I'll be your different, and you'll be my same,
(and we'll rush around the world together,
from the north pole to the south pole
and all around the equator)
we'll rush by the eyes and the ears, and blow through the hair of the somebodies
(they'll never know it's us, raising such a brouhaha like we do)
Together, we'll be the "i-am-is" and "you-are-am"
in the middle of anywhere that is nowhere, (except, of course, when we are sometimes-somewhere and occasionally-neverwhere )
I Saw a Burning ManIn front of my house, he sat.I Saw a Burning Man1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Skin burnt off, now charred and black.
Hesitantly, I walked outside.
And he followed me with his watery eyes.
With steps as nimble as the snow,
I hid my fear and continued to go.
Now before him, the Burning Man.
I kindly offered him my shaky hand.
No malice nor vice leaked off of him,
rather sadness and agony which simmered below his skin.
I could feel it around me, the pain and despair,
yet, physically the man was nearly repaired.
For his scorched skin was not his problem,
instead the bottled emotions that devoured all of him.
“Would you like to come inside sir, and stay?”
In which he replied by looking away.
Again I asked, and received no reply,
and was startled when the man began to cry.
Unsure of what to do, I walked away,
Yet I’ll never forget what happened that day.
Be it from pain, or mute, or undisclosed desires,
I watched as the man was engulfed in fire.
I stood back in awe, with my mouth agape,
and feared that he had fallen into
Universe GirlsheUniverse Girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
fell in love
while he was
still a planet;
she could only manage
to fall in love
with shooting stars
in the glare of your eyes.
what more could you truly ask
from a universe girl?
Shes DangerousA beautiful girl, a sight to behold.Shes Dangerous2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An innocent smile, a heart of gold.
So begins the story, each time it is told.
The ending leaving you, bitter and cold.
Your “soulmate” leads you into her bed.
That’s how she traps you, with lovely legs spread.
Desire and lust dominate your head.
Spellbound you agree to whatever is said.
Her manipulations are a mastered art.
As her trusting victim, you play the part.
She promises to love you with all her heart.
And with sick satisfaction she tears you apart.
From this trance you eventually awake.
That’s when you discover, trust is a mistake.
Your wonderful woman was a scheming snake.
Blinding you with her poison and taking all she could take.
You’re left alone, bitten and broke.
All you had, all you believed, all up in smoke.
Secretly wishing, you had never woke.
She made you love her, and her love was a joke.
I Used To BeOur toes are making tidal waves in the water, dusk-dazed legs dangling from the pier, as she rests her head on my shoulder. Hair the color of cedar bark, and as fine as spider silk, tickles my chin, as she lifts her cheek.I Used To Be5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My eyelids, pinned down by fireflies and dying embers, open sleepily, and I scan her body, a slender silhouette against the burning sunset. "I used to be a mermaid." Her lips, the pale pink of a catfish belly, whisper to me, as fingertips brush the white tips of persistent waves.
I can't manage more than a drowsy, "Oh?" captivated by the curve of her back, bent so can whisper to the waves, and the quiet melody she produces with her words.
"Mhmm." It's more of a sigh, dripping with longing, that splashes into the warm water, and caresses our feet. "But they caught me in their nets. I remember the sudden change of current, and the sweeping green mesh that stole me out of my waters. Their wide eyes, and grimy fingers, insistent on poking and prodding my every limb. They
I saw an AngelI saw an Angel.I saw an Angel1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, he wasn't abnormally beautiful with gorgeous blond locks, nor did his eyes shine as bright as the Caspian sea. He didn't have wings either, nor did he wear clothing adorned in white that shined brighter than the sun itself.
He was as plain as I was, perhaps even plainer. Though blond, his hair wasn't brilliant, in fact, it was dirty and matted. He wasn't the picture of perfection either, in fact, he was the opposite.
Pale and thin, dirty and uncared for, I saw him in the alley with a needle stuck in his arm.
A dose of heroine destroyed him, spoiled him...but I still saw an angel.
Perhaps it was the smile he gave me, when I gave him fifty cents go buy some cigarettes.
Perhaps it was the way his dull eyes looked at me, lost and distant....alone.
Perhaps it was the way they screamed, “I'm still human”.
I saw an Angel.
She stood at the corner of the street, striking a pose for all to see.
There in the Red Light District, beautiful and elaborated with m
Horology24:00 A man, lying dead in the street.Horology4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
23:00 A man, getting stabbed in his chest.
22:00 A man, refusing to give his money.
21:00 A man, threatened by a 17 year old criminal.
20:00 A man, on his way to his homely loneliness.
19:00 A man, coming out the doorway of a Tobacconist.
18:00 A man, buying a pack of cigarettes.
17:00 A man, entering a tobacconist and is greeted with a welcoming "Told you so".
16:00 A man, tearing off his nicotine patch and throwing his gum away.
15:00 A man, thinking "what's the point."
14:00 A man, putting his cellphone away.
13:00 A man, saying that he just wants to go home.
12:00 A man, being told that he should come, that it would help.
11:00 A man, explaining what happened.
10:00 A man, being asked why he i
We Were SomedaySomeday,We Were Someday5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When we're done with school,
We'll live together
We'll leave this place
And go where nobody knows us
Even if I can't,
I'll put a ring on your finger
Someday, we won't have to apologize.
When this is all over,
We'll be together always
I'll come back to you,
And it'll be just us
Someday, this war will end.
Everything is going to be all right
We were always
the art of missing you.he wakes up one day to find you gone. perched on top of your the pillow next to his, he finds a small note, paper curled up on its side. it read;the art of missing you.5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
i'm sorry to inform you, but your name has been taken away.
he blinks in disbelief at the slip of paper in his hand. kicking the covers off, he bolts out of bed and runs through the house, checking closets, cupboards, the shower. he ends up in front of the shoe cupboard, with a look of shock permanently seared into his face.
with you, he laughs and runs full pelt into the ocean, uncaring if the water splashes directly into his eyes or if he loses his ice cream cone in the tinkling water.
without you, he takes a step at a time, hands shoved deep in his pockets, and flinches as the frosty water laps at his toes.
with you, he sleeps soundly through the sounds of the shower, the banging of closet doors, but he doesn't sleep through the smell of breakfast.
without you, he finds himself awake at the ex
fairytale: Foxes heartOnce upon a time, in a kingdom far, far away, there was a small village on the edge of a large forest. This village flourished because it was often visited by noblemen, who stayed there to hunt in the forest and spend a lot of money during their stay. But on the day that our story begins, this normally peaceful village was in an uproar. All residents ran through the streets singing and the children jumped around that morning, because a messenger had come with great news. The eldest son of the king, the crown prince, would come to the village in a week to come hunting with a group of fellow noblemen. Such a royal visit was a great honour and therefore the villagers wanted to please the prince as much as possible by decorating the whole village, preparing the best food and get the best wine out of the attic. The girls of the village were also very excited, not because of the honour and prosperity it brought to their village, but because of the prince. Throughout the country were storiesfairytale: Foxes heart2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chasing Shadows of You...Chasing Shadows of You...Chasing Shadows of You...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No matter the years that pass me by,
It seems I am forever trapped.
For when it comes to deceiving myself,
I'm afraid I'm rather apt.
In the end the truth which I sought to avoid, is now knocking at my door...
A rabid rat that chews at me; one I can't ignore.
And though I might have grown this body, from the lonely years I've seen.
I'm afraid I can only chase the shadow, of my dearest Angeline.
- Chen Yuan Wen, 14th January 2012
Zutara Week- Day 2 Change"Maybe you should change," Zuko said, warily eyeing the skin that was exposed.Zutara Week- Day 2 Change5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Katara turned to look in the mirror again. "I don't see anything wrong with it." Her hands adjusted the golden sash and straightened the skirt. Past her she could see Zuko's eyes staring at the neckline of her robe. She felt her lips pull up in a small smile. "I think I'll wear it."
Zuko rose from where he had been spread out on the large bed. He went over to stand behind his lover. "I really think you should change." The Firelord's head dipped down low enough for his lips to lightly caress her neck while his arms wrapped around her waist.
"And why would I do that?" Katara struggled to keep her mind clear. His hands were nimbly untying her sash.
She felt him laugh against her throat. "Because, if you don't, I may not be able to let you go." A shiver ran down her spine. She saw him look up at her in the mirror. "Unless you don't mind being late " He kissed her jaw.
"WHAT THE HELL!?" S
LiechtensteinXMale!Reader: FancyLiechtensteinXMale!Reader: Fancy3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"No touching, no suggestive language, no foul language, no touching, no kissing, you know what? No physical contact WHATSOEVER. No seduction, no touching! Are you even listening to me?!"
"We heard all of it, Big Brother!" Lili giggles and paces in circles around him, anxious to enter the museum.
"Yeah What about you?" Vash stares at you with the intensity of a vulture on road kill.
"I got it. Don't worry, I'm not like that anyway."
"He isn't, Big Brother!"
"You better not be. I swear, if I even get the idea that you were all over Lili, I'll-"
"Big brother!" Lili screeches and pouts.
Vash finally closes his mouth. You keep a poker face, unsure of how you should act around him. You certainly didn't want to ruin your chances with Lili just because of her fatherly-big brother.
Couples begin to make their ways up the stone steps and through the glass doors, pass the marble columns and into the art museum.
"Alright " Vash's eyes bolt down to his wa
The Door of Our Cottage in the Western NightThey began on the beach, and a fire was raging upon the waters. A fire on one side of the world and one around the other. The earth had been unbruised, like an apple on a string, and then two stones had struck within a month, and everything had burned, slagged by deep space arrows. The wind was terrible. Everywhere was a howl with no direction.The Door of Our Cottage in the Western Night4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
There were a few lichen-like communities in damp places, where the sky had steamed by but seared little, lifted ravines and streams from the land, unwrinkled it, dragon braille revealed only in fire. There were a few who had been underground, and a few in the inland seas and lakes, a few in the deeper rivers, a few on the moon, watching it go.
The moon was hit four weeks later, and there were no lunatic survivors.
Once again, we were alone. The world had been smoked and there was a smell of it everywhere, and we walked on the remains of the crater's basin lake. It was involute
After there was Oma and Shu 3After there was Oma and Shu 35 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Zuko arrived at the Southern Water tribe early the morning of the tournament. Walking through the new city he was awed at how much it had changed. Gone were the tents and poor igloos. Now there were tall buildings made from ice and decorative statues of animals and important people all organized in a large circle. Zuko stopped and looked at the statue of Katara, she was in the middle of an elegant water bending form and the plaque below honoured her as the mother of their culture. She looked so beautiful, the same as he remembered and yet different in ways he couldn't name.
"Amazing, isn't it?" Sokka said coming up next to him. "There was once a time I never would've guessed my baby sister would do all the things she's done." He turned and held out an arm in greeting, smiling as Zuko took it. "Good to see you again," Sokka told him before letting go. "Come on, I'll take you to where the contest is happening."
Zuko followed taking in how much Sokka had changed over the years. He was a f
USUKSummerCampDay11Written for USUK Summer Camp 2012USUKSummerCampDay113 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
August 1: Some Day my Prince will come.
Alfred and Arthur are used to visit the nearby kindergarten every week to enjoy the kids and today Arthur is asked to tell a story about a certain Heroic Prince, a Lonely Dragon, and the long wait for true, true love
Beta's are lovely but since they are also people, they were too busy to help me edit this! Aside from me turning this in very very late but yeah I'm not native, I'm form the Netherlands and speak Dutch, so sorry for any mistakes!
"Tell us a story, Mr. Arthur!"
"Yeah tell us! A romantic once!"
The kids from the kindergarten all seemed to gather around Arthur in order to hear what story he'd come up with today. Some kids practically ran towards him in order to hug him, while o
monsters do die.you buried me inside a glass boxmonsters do die.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and you kept me up in your attic
with only the rats and the bats to keep my company
you broke me open from that box
when the salt water poured out of my mouth
and onto the floor of the story below mine
you had forgotten about me up in your attic
until that night when you carried me into
your bedroom and held me until the morning light
you didn't want to believe that you had been
thinking about me for the rest of that day
because if you did it would mean you had fallen back in love
you crawled home a week later your collar bloody
and then you held me once again that night
only to push me away once you felt my touch
you took my hair and cut it into a million pieces
the strands fell through the cracks in the wood floor
and landed in the room of your daughter who was only five
you had to explain why you had a dead women up there
to your five year old daughter on that dark stormy night
and you told her i was a monster and that all monster eventually die
One cut.One cut.One cut.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It stings. I can't let anyone see. Especially her. She likes me. I can't let her know I'm doing this.
Debating whether or not I should tell her. I'll wait. I can get over this pain. The fake smile will fade, right?
The pain's going away. She almost walked in on me. I scraped my skin. I cut deeper after she left.
This feels amazing. Should I tell her? No... I won't break her heart.
I need to stop.
This NEEDS to stop.
Feeling light headed. I should tell her...
I tried to say something.
I couldn't make the words out.
I need help.
Please help me.
I can't stop.
I want to.
But I can't.
She walked in on me cutting.
She snatched my razor. I have the urge to.
I can't cut. She's watching over me.
She killed herself today. Pills. Swallowed the whole bottle.
I took the gun from the closet.
I can't be alone again.
We watch over each other n
Zutara Week '08: SmugKatara's first instinct upon discovering that the unexpected and violent storm had prevented travel for tonight, was a little bit of relief as this bought them time. After finding out that the Gaang, along with Zuko, would all be sharing one tent... well, with that fire bender involved, she'd rather risk dealing with the storm.Zutara Week '08: Smug7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hey Katara," Toph said, her voice heavy with sarcasm. "Since Suki and Zuko joined, we don't have enough sleeping bags, so you're going to have to share one with Zuko."
"What!?" Katara yelled, her face crimson with both embarrassment and rage.
"Kidding," she replied, smiling mischievously. "Like we'd do that You'd either kill him or do a little bit of this and that with all of us in the tent."
"Toph," Katara said angrily before letting the situation go. If she were to let that earth bender get to her, she would have a field day distorting Katara's reactions.
"Katara," Aang began once everyone was all settled in their separate sleeping bags and forced to s
Heartbeat LullabiesYour heartbeat lullabies areHeartbeat Lullabies4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the bed time stories I've never heard.
i wish my voice could sing you to sleep, but my heartbeat already did.
Frozen Heart Prologue - Hurting ChildFrozen Heart Prologue - Hurting Child3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A light on the Globe in North's workshop flickers brightly, then dims to almost nothing before brightening once more. It is an anomaly the older Guardians have come to dread seeing. It means a child requires their help now more than they ever have in their short lives.
Jack floats in front of the light, watching it curiously. The child's location is somewhere in North America, and if Jack's estimates are correct, the child is actually located around Jack's home of Burgess, Pennsylvania.
"So what does this mean?" Jack breaks the silence, curiosity getting the better of him.
The silence is not broken, so Jack turns his bright blue eyes towards his fellow Guardians. None of them will look directly at him, sending a small shiver down Jack's spine. Did this little light reacting so strangely herald something so terrible?
Jack floats down to stand before North. "North, what does that mean?"
North looks helplessly at Jack. The jolly Russian had hoped their youngest member would not be
Tigerswan chapter 12Tigerswan chapter 124 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter Twelve: Drowning
I wasn't sure, at first, what woke me. My head felt sore and my thoughts were muddled. I sputtered as water entered my nose and I realized that was what woke me.
In a panic I searched for Bee and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw her sprawled on slightly higher ground where the water only licked at her legs. As I approached I could tell she was unconscious, but still breathing.
"Bee. Wake up." I turned her so I could see her head, the clotted blood in her hair was worrisome, but as she stirred and her eyes fluttered open I knew she'd be alright.
"Where's Jet?" I looked around the room and spotted his body starting to float in the ever increasing water. Bee followed my gaze then closed her eyes, it was an unpleasant sight seeing him like that.
"Should we do something?" To my surprise she shook her head.
"It's more important that we get out. Jet wouldn't want us dying down here because we were trying to do something for his body.
Zutara Week: ChangeKatara breathed in anticipation. She and Zuko had just been dropped off for some "liquidy hot offense", basically to kick Azula's butt. She wasn't scared before. She had pictured this moment a thousand times, each time the fight getting more brutal. But, hey, she'd grown up in the past year. Hell, she was fifteen now. She'd learn to blood bend, to lie, betray, kill, she was a Master Water bender for La's sake.Zutara Week: Change5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So what if she wanted Azula to die a slow and painful death? There was only one thing that she hadn't imagined the first time around. That being Zuko. When she first met The Crazy Lady with Blue Fire months ago, she pictured the whole gaang and herself taking her down. Then as time went on, just Katara herself taking Azula down. But, no, here she was with the banished prince of the fire nation, ready to take down the princess of the fire nation.
If someone had told her this a year ago, she would've laughed in their face before freezing them to a tree. If someone had