Heavenly FireHeavenly Fire3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
The sky, consumed by
a spectral conflagration;
embers glow briefly
before the night's rising tide
completely quenches the fire.
Alive...Hold me closer nowAlive...3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
So that I can hear you breathe
Cold life into me
Hear no evil. See no evil. Speak no evil.She walks around with her hands over her ears. She has heard so many horrible things, so many screams, so many cries. She cant hear more or she'll fall apart, one chip too many in her soul. She cries silently at night while trying not to hear. And so she covers her ears to silence the pain.Hear no evil. See no evil. Speak no evil.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
And no one notices.
He walks around with his hands over his eyes. God, the things he has seen. Only a few years old and damaged beyond repair. Those things will never be forgotten, those expressions, those hands, the pain. He will never recover from seeing so much blood, so much violence. And so he covers his eyes, to try to block the images. And no one notices.
They walk around with their hands over their mouths. They aren't just witnesses but victims. They know things no one should know, and they were taught in the worst way. the things they have experienced, the things that have been done to them. This world is evil and they know its darkest depths first hand. And so they cover their mouths, so a
Rain Of ColorRain Of Color3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rain Of Color
All of the struggles I had to endure
I always desperately held on
It was a day after day ritual
Learning to stay strong
Different advice from the wise
I had to fuse it all together
And make sense of every voice
I couldn't allow my hope to wither
Believe in the soul
Embrace the heart
It's what makes you whole
It defines who you really are
Envision the dreams
As if they're real
Remember where you've been
Know that every wound will heal
Every scar tells a story / Every step is towards glory
There's always a chance to triumph / There's always a time for resonance
We always pick ourselves back up / There's no such thing as enough
Born to live free / Alive to feel peace
Hold onto that spark
Even if it's not much
It'll guide you through the dark
It'll help you when you're lost
Compare not to others
Live at your own pace
It always gets better
Faith never really fades
I've made it to this place
Where finally I realize
I've journeyed through the pain
And I have
Envy...I have never envied anyone,Envy...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as much as I do you,
right here and now...
Not for the guitar that you can play
or the subjects you are studying
or for your life in general, no...
I envy you for what you hold in your arms
every night, which is the MOST Precious and
the MOST Wonderful of all things, Her...
I had never truly believed in God
until I met Her and realized only He,
could have created something so PERFECT...
So Undeniably and Unbelievably;
Beautiful, Sweet, Special, and Unique.
Everything I ever wanted and needed...
For all the women, wealth and fame
in the world, I would never trade Her
and I will love Her till the very end...
So I envy the extraordinary opportunity
that you possess. You are truly blessed
to have Her, love Her and be loved by Her...
I hope you never take Her for granted,
never hurt Her on purpose and
never misuse the Greatest of Gifts...
Because you see,
She still has my Heart
and my Soul...
She may not need it.
She may not want it.
But She has it and always wi
Falling Star...You were a shooting star,Falling Star...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but lost your way.
Plucked from the Heavens
and falling to Earth.
I reached out and caught you
determined to put you back...
But you burned me,
engulfing me in flames.
Nothing is left of me,
but ashes to the wind...
But you are back in the sky
twinkling oh so brightly.....
I Would Die for YouHers are not the first eyes he meets.I Would Die for You3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He whirls after one of the very last monsters explodes into dust, his hair turned to gold in the dying light. He finds the girl he is looking for, the pretty brunette with the ever-changing eyes.
His eyes shine with fierce pride as he sees Piper not only holding on her own, but helping whoever is needing a hand. Her face is flushed with effort and she is panting, but her expression is bright and she is shining with an Aphrodite-esque charm.
The air smells of rain and blood. Red puddles are forming at the demigod's feet, painting a scene of despair and hopelessness. Every few meters or so, a broken sword or a pierced-through armor can be found reflecting the dull glow of the last rays of sun.
But Reyna knows better than to be fooled by the appearances. Once she had arrived with the Romans and Greeks reinforcements, she was relieved to see they were in time: the battle had just begun. Now they were, by far, the winning side. Reyna curls her lips slig
What a terrible thingSometimes life is painful,What a terrible thing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
not for a discernible reason.
Not for a route to something better
or a perversive remedy
for a wound long forgotten.
Sometimes we drown in it,
in the not yet,
the not quite,
the not at all.
Sometimes even our eyelashes
are too heavy,
and keeping our eyes open enough
to see the truth is asking too much,
and other times?
Other times the truth is
the bacteria binding in your blood
beneath your skin
- it's inside -
and it knows how to feed off of you.
it wriggles until at last -
it lets its forceful pair of hands
slip tenderly under your ribcage
to compress -
down on your lungs
until they are flat
and stick to themselves,
and leave you gasping;
oh, oh the truth.
What a terrible thing!
Waiting for SomeoneHours. Days. Weeks. Nico lost count on how long the tall, dark-skinned teenager-who looked vaguely familiar, yet Nico couldn't quite remember his name- stood there.Waiting for Someone3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Not that the security ghouls hadn't tried to move him- they had.
"You can't stay here, kid. Elysium awaits you," the ghouls would insist every time.
The boy would shake his head stubbornly and twist the white fabric of his T-shirt anxiously, then bite his lip. "I'm waiting for someone," he would answer back, too, every time.
He had been judged not long ago, and as soon as they veredicted Elysium for him, he gave a brief, white-thoothed smile toward the judges and proceeded to make his way to the paradise's gate. But that was it; he refused to go in.
Nico squinted to see better- he had seen this boy somewhere. Still, he kept himself pressed against one of the dark, jagged rocks that seemed oh-so-abundant in the Underworld, doing his best to not be noticed by him.
One day, not too long ago after Beckendorf (was that his name?
o' deathi.o' death2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a pocket full of posies;
we all fall down...
what exactly awaits us
when our mind and body
simply shut down forever?
will we be remembered by
the things we did or the
people whose hearts we
that's part of life,
all things eventually wilt,
death - an inevitable event.
a girl bullied for who she is
was found (almost) dead in her
own room, her life
hanging on by a thread
while her body
hung on a noose
that was tightly knotted
with hate and self-pity;
why must the bullying continue
after all this time?
she liked girls,
death crawls up walls,
waiting at every turn.
death sings a taunting
lullaby, hoping to lure
its victims into a pit.
death doesn't care
whether your pain was
self-inflicted or caused
death craves your soul,
not your body.
life gives you one chance
use it wisely.
always remember that
everyone has a different
story than you;
In The RainfallIn The Rainfall3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In The Rainfall
Dripping with blame
Bound by hate
I felt your anger
I held my pieces together
I always wait for the right moment-
To finally break down
I need the pain to flow perfect-
To let it all out
I'm reaching for my tainted core / I won't let you corrupt me anymore
You will not be a part of me / This is not how it's going to be
I always wait for the oncoming storm-
That's the only time
Endure it all until the promised calm-
Just to call it mine
I am myself again
You're gone with the rain
I am my own protection
I can rise above the destruction
HAIKUWRIMO 2014February 24HAIKUWRIMO 20142 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
She writes on napkins,
plotting destinies in mind;
she forges their lives.
"I wasn't joking"
"I don't think of you like that"
"I'm sorry" "Me too".
Clear, varnished tubing
pierces into his nostrils
Breathe - ahh - Breathe - ahh - Breathe!
His heart fails / Mine stops
His lungs; cloudy lemonade -
life in the balance.
I can't sleep, can't write,
lets pretend to drink cocoa
and talk about books.
An old home crumbles
into the play-away sea
and deletes my past.
Little white love notes
Taped to the students door frames;
'Happy Friday Friend!'
To show an older, wiser,
Worn down and weary,
worn out and sleepy minded;
trying to survive.
Deserted tea cup,
'I'll be back in the morning',
'Okay Daniel. Bye!'
Pulverise all of
this destitutional heart
When War Was Just A Game*Warning: if you are a hardcore Reyna fan than do not proceed. I cannot be held responsible for any emotional trauma caused by this story. If you choose to proceed, heedless of my warning, then do so with caution AND DON'T FRIGGIN BLAME ME, MJTism. That is all.When War Was Just A Game3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Reyna had a very good memory.
She remembered fear when Jason went missing and fear when she thought he wouldn’t remember her. She remembered fear when Percy set the pirates free on Circe’s island. She remembered fear when she found out she was a half-blood when she was seven.
She remembered pain. Pain when Hylla decided to go her own way. Pain when Jason walked in with Piper. Pain when New Rome was fired upon.
And when Jason left with the upstarts.
Maybe that was betrayal she’d felt.
But right at that moment, when she stared out the massive glass windows of the Plaza onto the streets of New York, preparing to attack Camp Half-Blood, Reyna remembered something els
Stormyher given birth nameStormy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
controls her emotions;
days of sunshine come rare
as rages of gloom conquer.
her heart feels clouded
and tears of fear drip;
every year she gets older
and every year, more faith is lost.
death lingers in the
back of her mind while new life
is in full bloom around her;
she fears dying alone - and unloved.
in those rare days of sunshine,
her love for others results in
a full and complete rainbow;
her smiling, her giggling makes pain fade away.
Jayna: Only You (For Emmilinne)From a distance, even in the midst of all the chaos and bloodshed in the war, the daughter of Bellona could see two figures in battle armor – a son of Jupiter and a daughter of Aphrodite. Reyna stared at the couple intently, watching every move, every gesture, everything. He gently caressed her cheek and smiled gratefully at her as if she was the best thing to ever happen to him, and gave her a good luck kiss on her lips as he rode off to battle. Smiling, the daughter of Aphrodite drew out her dagger and joined the war.Jayna: Only You (For Emmilinne)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Reyna eyed Jason ride Tempest to battle, his sky blue eyes burning with an insane desire to destroy the enemy army. He had been her best friend from as long as she could remember, and she would hate to admit it, but she liked him more than a friend. As they grew older, she realized that the son of Jupiter could be the only one she’ll ever love. When they toppled the throne of Kronos and won their war, he kissed her good night for the first time ever.
The quiet onesThe Quiet OnesThe quiet ones3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's the quiet ones you have to watch out for:
the ones who sit in class, doodling in their notebooks.
Alone they're harmless and keep to themselves.
But don't be fooled, their brains are a flurry of activity.
Put two or more of them together, and you'll wonder what the heck happened.
These "quiet ones" start talking, start plotting.
They've planned each other's brutal deaths....multiple times.
They've discussed the zombie apocalypse....and how they'd start it.
The end of the world has four backup plans....to ensure its demise.
And you can almost guarantee your death has been penciled in for next Tuesday.
So be careful, 'cause it's the quiet ones you have to watch out for.
Rain Of ThunderRain Of Thunder3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rain Of Thunder
I took the gift of light for granted-
Assuming I would always see
But when my world darkened-
My fears took the best of me
And I would give anything
Just to see a spark or a glow
But my faith was also fading
Withering away like my hope
The only sight I had
Was beyond the walls in my mind
But they were just figments from the past
A false savior that I could only hide behind
The shadows were becoming my mask
It was shielding me from living my life
The skies rumbled ominously / Like cries echoing sorrowfully
I felt rain falling endlessly / Like infinite liquid apologies
Reality shed the blackness / The roars fiercely pierced
My eyes ignited the darkness / The heavens suddenly burst
What once was lost
Can also be found
For effects without a cause
Nothing would ever be returned
Our paths will once again cross
For destiny is bound
The lowest of the low-
I have seen
To Save Your LifeTo Save Your Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To Save Your Life
Heroes are hard to come by
Especially in this day and age
Because of you- I am still alive
Hail, the vanquisher of pain
I fought as long as I could have
But I sank into the weakness below
And I felt my sorrow's wrath
The helplessness took over
My fists let go
Of the resistance
I fell from hope
The light faded in the distance
It was all a dream
A simple false belief
Hands dangled frantically / Tears dripped endlessly
I needed a hero to save me / I yearned to be set free
A hand reached out
I was finally found
I rose back to grace
And the darkness brightened
The savior I awaited
Lifted me up and triumphed
I prayed as much as I needed
Even when I was beyond drowning
I knew a kind soul would pay heed
Every mourning human deserves saving
foreignher skin was inforeign2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my finger tips,
and desires with
her soul craved
to be touched
to be loved
to be protected,
and i vowed to
do all those things
when she became
mine to hold.
The Shades Of My EyesThe Shades Of My Eyes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Shades Of My Eyes
Treading along a path of healing
Within an aura of rejuvenation
Restore the strongest force of life
Renew these weakening limits of mine
Devotion has no means to an end
There is only hope and strength to be lent
Just like the void called the sky
Even the clouds don't hinder sight
A storm could be brewing
And lightning could be striking
But there is no fear dwelling
Only a calm, tranquil feeling
A rarity itself
An enigma that stands out
A peace that transcends
An energy that ascends
A strong person who is still only human
An outcome of living within the moment
Like a stunning sunrise
Shunning out an ominous evening night
Piercing through that unending blanket of darkness
To see the light of day again, it tells me that I've made it
The sun rays hit and land
And starts to melt the doubt from my hands
The will to endure
The wisdom to acquire
There are no word
A Wish For FreedomA Wish For Freedom3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Wish For Freedom
I, a child birthed in chains
Raised in a cage
But on this day- they will break
I was taught self-hatred
Learning that the differences were divided
Among the people who are considered “civilized “
Forcefully combining my fear and envy
As I was raised in the middle of this society
My power and pride were deprived of me
I was only an empty vessel
Believing that all promises were fabled
But once upon a calm- I witnessed hope's revival
Wings sprout from my tongue / Words from my soul are sung
A new voice's journey has begun / Let the era of silence be undone
Obtaining peace of mind / Experiencing freedom of heart
Allowing the colors to shine / The future will blind the scars
I had to fight the system; I had to stop the cycle
It was either my downfall or survival
So I reversed this downward spiral
Care not, for those w
Disney's HOND Bloopers Part 3Disney's The Bloopers of Hunchback of Notre Dame! With a special guest!Disney's HOND Bloopers Part 34 years ago in Humor More Like This
Take 105, A Brief Moment of Triumph
In the scene when Quasimodo feared Esmeralda to have been killed by Claude Frollo, Quasi took a moment to get himself depressed enough before stroking Esmeralda, who was acting lifeless, on the cheek.
No response. He stared at her, worried for a moment, stroking her hair until
Quasi: (in a choked voice) oh no
The Gargoyles watched on, mournful. Quasi went and got a spoonful of water. Gently, he lifted her head up slightly. Just before he was about to hopefully revive her, Esme started to laugh.
Esme: I'm sorry
Quasi, who was so close to depression, slapped a hand over his face.
Esme: keep rolling. (lied herself down again) I'm sorry. I can hold still for that long. Keep doing it. Just ignore me.
Quasi: (grouchy) I'm trying to do it. Isn't this, like, the tenth take already?
Take 13, The Pyre
In the townsquare before Notre