I'm Not a WriterHave you ever seen stars?I'm Not a Writer4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, literally, have you ever hit your head so hard
that for just a moment
flashes of bright white light would dance behind your eyelids?
Little sparks that don't burn your eyes,
despite looking like they might
It's actually a pretty intense moment
In a single split second that feels like an eternity,
your brain conjures up these magical little lights
Your head might hurt
But the image is rather beautiful <3
Survivor: Shimizu Roza BioSurvivor: Shimizu Roza Bio2 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Full name: Shimizu Roza. (Shimizu means Clear water. Roza means Rose.)
Pronunciation: She-me-sue (i think) Ro-suh. (I say it in a different way though, the latin way!)
Nickname(s) or Alias: Ro for most people, Zu-chan for the Japanese ones.
Age: 21 (She looks fairly young though.)
Birthday: June 8th (8 is a good number, and her mother believed that Roza is a very lucky girl, and that she is protected by the gods. You'll find out why somewhere around the bottom of this bio. Her sister died and was born in November 13th, and 13 is a very bad, unlucky number.)
Sexuality: A mix of Bisexual a
Loyalty to Me, Love to youIf inside I may be dyingLoyalty to Me, Love to you4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Would you still come a-crying?
The clinging of this tired heart
I am sorry to burden you with
And if my clear tears decided just for me that they would cease to be
To turn to the blood of my enemies
Would you understand?
Would you stay by me just to hold my hand? Or perhaps just some friendly hugs?
I love you very much and I try my best to show it.
But still I am bad and I wonder if you know it.
I will stay with you as long as you let me
For you are a dear friend
And it seems I’m in need of more of these.
Forget...Lets not forget the secrets we shared.Forget...4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
When we cried and were all scared.
Lets not share what wasn't meant to be said,
When we all cleared our little heads.
Forgetting and forgiving is already done,
But remembering right is when the battle hasn't been won.
RecordShe had never experienced something like this before.Record4 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The sound was so unbelievable; the loudest thing that she had ever heard. Her audios rung as she was knocked off her peds, the explosion from the grenade taring up the terrain. Shrapnel rained down on her as she tried to right herself; trying to find up and down. The sounds of the battlefield became distant. Her vision was next to go. Everything in her world became a blur of dirty grays and bright blue.
There was pain. From where, she didn't know. It felt like it was crushing her, slowly taking the air from her vents. She struggled. She clawed at what she thought was the ground. Panic was getting her. Her vents hitched; looking for fresh air. She cried out; struggling, twisting and turning to free herself from the vice that she was in.
She could hear shouting. From who and where she couldn't tell. For all she knew it was the Autobots looking to finish the job.
She finally ripped herself free. Her vision slowly returned and she in kn
The Romance of Chloe, Part 2Skip forward to 11 AM the next day, back in the dining room with lighting equipment and cameras practically littered everywhere. Chloe, Rob, the rest of the crew and I were there, taking photos of the models, the “cover girls”, as they were otherwise known as by our client, a Mr. Trevor who was there as well. He wanted to come see our work, probably to see how we functioned, and to make note of our progress. The man seemed to be an official of sort, of a fashion company no doubt. It was obvious that if he was an official, he was higher up, judging from his suit and air of authority. He stayed off to the side watching intently. TheThe Romance of Chloe, Part 24 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
blank titlesit's wrapped in a vague sadness,blank titles8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the idea of hope -
the ever ambiguous feeling that slips
through the cracks in our veneer
of petty emotions.
i thought once we left,
the memories would stay
the smells tantalizing and teasing
merciless in their elusiveness.
but time proves otherwise
as the choirs sing,
belting out their words of wisdom,
in this culture we've created
you would trace sigils
into skin that burnt hot
with anger, cold with rage,
tearing at the walls that held in
raw emotion that
we are pretty crayons
dolls without dreams
trying to pave our way
through this w
~Poems~~Poems~8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seemingly lost, floating eyes, jilted desires....things I used to know/Sadly, Sadly, My feelings remain unchanged/Take the knife, and cut the thread, to be the knife is to be the god/ Trust deceives, so trust no one, not even yourself/Dancing in the lights, her eyes glistening, bloody claws, finding your throat.
Threads of the HeartWe were given hearts that beat.Threads of the Heart8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
They throb our wants,
They foster our desires,
They manifest our feelings and lives.
Such a gripping vitality should be nothing short of a gift,
Though is anything a true blessing?
There is always a price to a gain,
Be it gathered sooner or later.
You come to realize everything about yourself
Was obtained by a sacrifice at one instance or another -
Whether you gave it willingly or unwillingly;
Whether another gave it as so.
I reckon I meet the same people,
But they merely change the masks decorating their faces.
Some of these masks are beautiful, some ugly,
But isn't that to the eye of the behol
MoonstruckThe wind flows through my hair,Moonstruck2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Soft and gental as a summer breeze.
The dark abyss below me,
And the fear it brings is abandoned,
By the bright light that surrounds me now.
Its warmth gives me a sense of calmness and serenity.
The light flickers,
Losing its brilliance and warmth,
But just for a moment,
And when it returns,
It seems even more grand.
I look down,
Suspecting the dark will reach me soon,
Though it never does.
The unknown becomes light,
And the light above me seems to travel up for eons.
But then the air turns gelid,
And the wind becomes harsh and chilling.
I lay there in question , falling dow
In Your EyesIn your eyes it doesn't matter who I think I amwho my friends think I am who the world thinks I am.All you see is who you think I am.In Your Eyes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A little girlconstantly making mistakes.A frightened child running in circles.A foolish girl that, in the futureis bound to crash and burn.I can't convince you otherwise.
All I can say now, is Think what you'd like.I'm done trying to be the person you're looking for.
Or so I tell myself.
Opposites attractThey have an abnormal romanceOpposites attract3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The 'opposites attract' kind
She was still a girl
He had just become a man
Her heart was full of love
His heart was cold
Her face carried innocence
His told a painful tale
Her hair flowed past her shoulders
His was buzzed off
Her smile was full of sweetness
His was a lie
She has her whole life ahead of her
He had nothing
She could be a lawyer if she wanted to
He needed one for all the bad things he has done
She was a beauty in the eyes of many
He was invisible to people
She was artistic
He was a criminal
For some reason
They found each other
And when they did
They're lives chan
I'll Admit ItOkay, I'll admit it,I'll Admit It3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But you won't hear that again.
Fine, I'll say it,
But if I really must say more,
Splendid and gorgeous.
But you didn't hear it from me.
If I have to tell you,
Lovely and perfect.
But I guess I can say more.
You make me blush
Every time you're near.
You leave me breathless
Every time you speak.
I guess I have to say,
You're the best
And I love you.
Julius Caesar: RemixedA summarized and modernized version of Julius Caesar, a.k.a. the *stab* play.Julius Caesar: Remixed3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
By Isabel Cooke, with minimal help from William Shakespeare
Act 1, Scene 1
Flavius: Get out of the streets, you lazy idiots! What are you doing, anyway?
Cobbler: Celebrating Caesar!
Marullus: Why, you losers? Pompey is way better. Do you remember when you used to get excited about him? You should be ashamed of yourselves.
Flavius: Let's vandalize statues of Caesar!
Caesar: Make sure you hit my wife so she can have kids.
Soothsayer: Watch out, bub. March 15 is not your lucky day.
Brutus: Oh, I'm
Julius Caesar: For KidsJulius Caesar: For Kids3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"This book just round house kicks me in the face!" Chuck Norris
"This is the kind of change I was talking about." Obama
"I love reading this book while I swim." Michael Phelps
"America runs on this book." Dunkin' Donuts
"This book actually made me smarter!" Albert Einstein
"I will be back . . . with this book!"
Julius Caesar: Abridged I.II.[I.II. The same. A public place. Flourish. Enter Caesar, (nude) Antony, Calpurnia, Portia, Decius, Cicero, Brutus, Cassius, Casca, a great crowd (containing a Soothsayer), Flavius and Marullus]Julius Caesar: Abridged I.II.4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Casca: Peace, ho! Caesar speaks!
Cal: Im right here, you twit!
Cae: Dont forget to stand in Antonys path during the race. Perhaps all his naked glory shall make you fertile. Antony!
A: Yes, mlord?~
Cae: Dont forget to touch Calpurnia. I want her to be able to make babies, so I have an heir.
A: Dont you worry, mlord! When my Caesar says Do this, it is performed.~
Julius Caesar SpoofCAESAR: Hello!Julius Caesar Spoof4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
BRUTUS: Hi, Friend! Youre my best friend ever! Yeah. Totally.
SOOTHSAYER: Beware the ides of March.
CASSIUS: Ok, so were going kill Caesar, you in?
BRUTUS: Sure! I like him and all, but hes ambitious. Ha-ha, that makes a lot of sense.
BRUTUS: Hmm... I feel like its a good time for a long spiel on weather or not I will kill Caesar, even though I know I will do it anyway.
CALPHURNIA: Caesar, I had a dream the Romans were bathing in a fountain of your blood. You should stay home.
CAESAR: Thats stupid, but Ill stay home to humor y
SeashoreMy story unfolding, an unnamed vixen.Seashore3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
To a love betrothed, a vixen for fixin'.
To follow my heart, and sew in the part.
The boy is a stick and needs help from a mart.
She knows when I eat, she knows when I listen.
To her I owe my honor, ambition.
Hers was a soul that I cared for a lot.
We put up a story, we started to plot.
A game to the post, a gate to the mother.
Another new muse, I owe her my other..
It pains me to see, another in sorrow.
To her I will queue, a man for the morrow.
Who cares and is kind, who tickles and pokes.
An experienced man; this one not a hoax.
From here and about, I make clear my intentions..
I'm not f
Regrets of a FangirlRegrets of a FangirlRegrets of a Fangirl5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Regret fills my heart as tears fill my eyes.
How could I be so foolish?
To give my living, beating heart,
To somebody like you?
Youre perfect in every aspect but one.
Why was I so stupid?
I fell in love with you,
Why are you only two dimensions?
My heart bleeds onto your paper hands.
Do you feel nothing?
This pain is so real,
How can you be fake?
I pretend that youre near me even when youre not.
Will I ever forget this feeling?
I want to be with you so badly,
Is true love too much to ask?
ElementalI am the fire thats in your heart,Elemental6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The passion, anger, and pride that burns inside,
I am the wind that flows through your hair,
The freedom you feel when your plow your own path.
I am that water that cleanses you,
The refreshing sensation when you help someone in need,
I am the earth that rushes up to meet you,
The stubbornness that helps you achieve your wildest dreams.
I am the void thats in your chest,
That feeling of loneness that you try so hard to fill,
That feeling of sorrow that always seems to be hiding just behind the wall.
I am the light that shines from above,
Across the WaterAcross the water, a land where we dont belong,Across the Water6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hid your dreams in a paper hat,
Peace is only there, across the water.
I sit here, dreaming, wishing, praying,
Praying for whats across the water,
Why do we always pray for what we cannot have?
Across the water is a heavenly place,
Where we can sleep at ease,
Its a warm home,
For all the cold hearted souls.
Im sitting here,
At this reddish bank,
Hoping my boat will come,
But 20 years, is just to long.
I cant take it anymore,
As I wake up, forcing my eyes open again,
Maybe today, a semi will kill me.
As I Hold YouThrough out my life I have known only pain,As I Hold You6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Yet when I hold you, all this pain is gone.
How can something so small, cause so much joy,
Since the day of my birth, I have known only pain,
But as I hold you, it all seems worth wild.
As I hold you in my arms, this world gets brighter,
As I hum soft rhymes to you, my heart starts to feel again.
This family of ours may be broken,
But that all seems minor,
As long as I see that smile upon your face.
I have always thoughts,
Whats to come of me,
I always ask,
Why should I try.
As I hold you,
It all comes clear,
As I hold you,
My WorldHere I am, sitting in this chair,My World6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I am, far to depressed to move,
Here I am, far to alone to go on.
I am sitting here, looking at this fucked up world,
And all I see, is the death, decay, pain and destruction.
All this world does, all the people here,
They just hurt and push you around,
They never care what they do to the other man,
They only try to better their own lives.
So there I sit now, with this pistol in my hand,
Should I go on, living this tormented life,
Why should I live, when everything hurts?
This is my world, come walk with me,
Then you will see, why Im sitting here,