Pmd Japanese-English操作中心 , view cnt bonePmd Japanese-English2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
上半身, upper body
上半身２, upper body2
上半身３, upper body3
前髪３, front hair3
前髪２, front hair2
前髪１, front hair1
後髪, back hair
下半身, lower body
Ambition SpellMaterials:Ambition Spell9 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Three candles (one purple, one orange, one green)
One green stone (such as aventurine or jade)
One incense stick (for sacred space, coin, and stone)
One coin (denomination or country doesn't matter) With a pentacle drawn one it.
Create your sacred space by lighting the incense and walk in a circle around the area you will be casting the spell. Circle around the area three times. Set the incense down next to the you as you would be in the middle of the sacred space circle. Next, hold the stone over the incense and concentrate on it being purified. Do the same with the coin. Place the candles in a triangle with the purple pointed toward you, the green up at the left, and the orange at the right. In the middle of all three place the coin, pentacle up, with the stone on top of that.
Begin the Spell:
Light the green candle and say:
Six Words for the SufferingPain ends, but you must not.Six Words for the Suffering1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
ArmageddonArmageddon11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can you see it?
Can you feel it?
You have 5 minutes before the world ends
Your money won't buy you time
Say your goodbyes, get ready to climb
Fire pours forth over the ocean already
Hold your breath
Hold my hand
I can't watch
Hold me steady
Volcanoes exploding around us!
I didn't know that the world would end thus
Clouds belch forth ashes and brimstone
I'm not ready
Take me back home
How did you choose this moment
To wait until to make your last atonement
It's too late, the time's past for apology
I can't forgive it
Kiss me now
I may not see you
On the other side
The sky crashed down between you and me
the one schism left between you and me
we waited for too long
the one moment that I should have been the most exuberated
was the one moment I dreaded the most what would come next
the last moment of the world
spent with regrets
don't let it happe
He Doesn'tHeHe Doesn't3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Only your body.
To what matters
Only to what has value to him.
Your marvelous self
LoveLove4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Such a fragile thing
Wraps you around with its warmth
A wonderful feeling
Shared by two
Such a fragile thing
It starts to crack
It fades away
Pain is felt
Death is caused
Such a fragile thing
DelilahWhat everyone knows about Delilah is that she's gorgeous. She's tiny and permanently pre-teen in appearance, with cartoon-big eyes and perfect skin. Her body is immaculate; she runs around the lake every morning, ear buds jammed in, tiny feet pounding furiously as she runs almost impossibly fast. Everyone knows she knots feathers in her hair, ties them to her clothing, hangs them from her rearview mirror. She's childlike, with her tiny wrists and her wide sad eyes, and so everyone touches her head or pulls her to their body or picks her up and dumps her over their shoulder, which makes her shriek and giggle but I know it also makes her a little sad being that helpless.Delilah4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She loves fantasy novels, loves every facet of them, and if you ever met her you'd know this by the end of your first conversation, guaranteed. She is known for her silliness, which is, to be very honest, really the only thing that let any of us love her at first. She's just so damn gorgeous, it is impossible not to be j
The GunslingerThe Gunslinger5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You mean you ain't never heard of the Gunslinger?"
The bar was almost dead at this time of night, and the question seemed to echo around the room - emphasising the sudden silence, rather than masking it.
"No, boy, I ain't."
Only a handful of stragglers remained, the dregs of the evening clearing the dregs of their whiskeys. The lights shone dimly, and everything moved lethargically in the warm Texas night.
"Well I'll be. I thought everyone 'round here knew the story of the 'slinger'," said one of the stragglers a tall, skinny man wearing a pale cowboy hat. A battered guitar rested on his knee.
"I'm new in town."
They sat at the bar - the musician and the newcomer. The guitarist resumed a lazy melody across the treble strings.
"Oh really?" he drawled, fingers sliding slowly over the fretboard. "And how are y'all finding our little patch of dirt?"
"Whiskey's expensive. Women all look like men," the newcomer replied. "Music's terrible," he added, eying up the musician suspiciously
HeartmindWe lost electricity on the night you left meHeartmind3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I spent the night curled up against the rain,
drinking in the slack of damp green winds
in our treasured driftwood home of mist.
I had to come to think of time
as a medium and my thoughts as
imperfect and cursive. It was a wrinkled medium,
a mediocrity of sunken breath: words condensing
into droplets that so contorted my teary lenses
that I couldn't tell that you were turning towards me
with a sound, the sound a book makes
when its leaves are rustled against the grain.
Tonight my body lingers on the edge of the ocean
like a gasp; New Jersey's throaty highways
bear my rosefelt thoughts and I can't miss them
like I miss the cradle of the river,
like I miss the firm grip of the circular,
like I miss the existential faith we had in nature
and her artistic lover to take us home.
SuspendedSuspendedSuspended8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I like the palms of your hands-
dry and static. I like the palms
your mother planted in the front yard
when you were five. They grew more
quickly, but you grew healthier- less green.
Good thing we planned this
exodus into the Dead Sea.
Lucky we cannot help but to float.
Something from the sea, the land-
they were mockingbirds, werent they?
This cannot be healthy.
How the hell did my mother manage
to sink here like a fish
after death? She claims to have exhaled
hard, but my lungs will not compress
enough; I cannot let go
enough. Let me tell you something-
We should grow gills,
individually, I mean;
we could launch into rivers,
not be afraid to lose
each other like old pennies.
Do you secretly have gills?
Arent you curious?
Arent you nervous still?
I am unsure of the weight of a dozen people
who really believe in something.
Lets start going to church for nothing
more than adm
You are the SunlightYou are the Sunlight2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It started off like this
When I gave you that first kiss
It took you by surprise
And made me close my eyes
I won’t lie, I was scared
As you stopped and stared
I couldn’t even breathe
But then you kissed me
It shattered all our fear
And made our love clear
My feelings only grew
But inside I always knew
The time you fell from the swing
From the first time I heard you sing
The first time you held my hand
I was so nervous I couldn’t stand
Even though I can’t cook
You still give me that look
My hearts melts every time
Reminding me how you’re mine
You’re the ending to my story
And the happiness that I keep
My life is never boring
And why I’m peaceful as I sleep
I love you with all my might
I love you with my entire soul
You’re the love that’s always right
And the love I can’t control
You’re the reason why I fight
You’re the reason for my laughter
You’re the everlasting light
You’re my happily
epitaphin the endepitaph8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when i'm almost gone
and all i've left
is a red lamp
and a ragged song
to pave my way
into the thunderstorm
let every raindrop murmur
i loved you and lost
nothing but emptiness
and the company
Ending ItI saw your note...Ending It6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Runes written as tears
Speaking softly to myself
"Months drip away like wax
Time is the insatiable fire
The wick of our lives hidden
appearing only the moment it burns away
leaving behind a temporary spot in our eyes
a memory that fades
I look to the sky and see
A cradle of light holding a piece of darkness
Winter is losing the battle against change
Birth and death are so alike"
It's so like you
to dramatize the inevitable.
Against Your WallAgainst Your WallAgainst Your Wall2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
This was a war that would
Go on to involve roses.
There were times where I would wish,
Wish to make like Kerouac,
Get on the nearest road
If fortune favoured the brave,
I would stand a pauper in your shadow.
So now you know,
But you don't understand.
You are my dear Rochester;
I a madwoman in your attic
Held against my greatest will,
Throwing stones with poetic scrawl to break windows
As well as your wall-
Yet the truth is
I still want to be more than another brick.
AliceAliceAlice3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You may call me Alice
A L I C E,
Like a hitched breath
Or an ocean breeze,
For I am well and truly
Here in Wonderland
All the rabbits have the wrong time,
And only the best people are MAD
I drink tea from fine China
With a Cheshire smile
The roses are already red,
And croquet isn't just for the upper class.
Pools of tears,
Eat me, drink me,
Do this, do that-
The best advice I ever had was from
A caterpillar of all things.
Just not sure if I like it when they say
You may call me Alice,
A L I C E,
Like you don't feel sorry for me,
Like you don't think I'm Crrrazzzyyy
I don't wish to be found,
You're just another Joker
In this endless pack of cards.
Generation XGeneration XGeneration X4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
We dine off processed foodstuffs,
And sugar-filled nothings;
Because that's as sweet as life will be,
For now and forever-
"Till death do us part"
The constant threat of lonliness,
Looms as we try to fornicate with strangers.
Alcohol and cigarettes,
Are the vessels of rebellion.
We'll act out the part,
With no regards for the consequences;
Especially when talk is cheap,
In the form of 'Unlimited texts and minutes'
Sell your friends,
For £15 a month.
The music on the radio,
Has been finely auto-tuned to the tastes,
Of a society that craves perfection.
We are taught to become liars,
Or plastic surgeons;
Either can be assured of a career.
Sound familiar to you?