Nature's Night SongNature's Night Song3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everywhere cool and silent
The trees spread their shadows.
And I feel, speechless bowing,
That I am deeply sheltered.
It is as if the sky
Has silently kissed the earth
That she in nature's glory
Now has to dream of him.
In the forest, there is a green spot.
It is shady and is clear,
Has still seen anybody
Except the stars and me.
The wind blows through the fields,
The gras waves gently.
The woods rustle silently
So starlit is the night.
Bright, in a solemn bow,
Star for star rises from the wood
And in the hills around nestles
The land and keeps silence.
And my soul spreads
Widely its wings,
Flies through the silent lands,
As if it flies home.
ForeverEveryday I die a little moreForever3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
the constant pain cuts to the core..
What once was lost
is still not found..
I can't rise up
if I'm always down..
Depression, a reality from which I cannot hide
I'll never feel alive without you by my side..
Only you can free me from this dark abyss
if only my lips could feel your sweetest kiss..
"Take me away from this wretched place!"
"Save my soul with your warm embrace!"
You are the one...to ease my pain
to make my life feel somewhat sane..
Without you I will wither, die and fade away
Stay with me - let's live forever and a day.
My SaraIf anyone survives the world's ending, I only want them to hear the truth. I know, if there is any history after this is over, she will not be remembered fondly. I cannot blame them. They didn't know her as I did.My Sara5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The moment we entered the world, we were engaged, tied to one another body and soul. We grew up together on the castle grounds, exploring, laughing, getting into trouble, just as all children do. My Sara had an all-consuming love of science, and of discovering the inner machinery of the world. She would take me through the castle courtyard, and show me the delicate spider-webs covered with dew, and the lacey wings she had plucked from a great fat bumblebee. Finches would build nests in the trees, and my Sara would carefully break open their eggs to examine the stages of the chicks' development. Many people would be pained to destroy innocent life for something as apparently trivial as knowledge for its own sake, but not my Sara. She looked beyond a single, pitiful life in sea
A Kiss In The Rain ~Sam Winchester X Reader~You walked through the crowd of people with a smile on your face. Everyone just seemed really happy; including two brothers you would never expect to enjoy their time here. Who are these two brothers? None other than the Sam and Dean Winchester. Your parents were good friends with John and Mary before their house had burned down and you've always heard stories on how they seemed like a nice and perfect family and like many others that walked the streets you were oblivious to what their profession was.A Kiss In The Rain ~Sam Winchester X Reader~2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You didn't even know who they were when you first met.
You hurried out the door with a pile of books in your hand. You were already running late to take them to your mother and you knew if she had to find you then you knew you'd get an earful until your next birthday. Being a 26 year old and still living with your mother wasn't exactly your plan. But then again..Neither was your father dying due to a heart attack.
You felt yourself bump into someone which caused your books t
A Memory Within a Kiss LithuaniaxReader You had fallen in love with one of the sweetest men in the universe, and all that you expected when you had married him was to see just that. A sweet, loving, innocent man. So needless to say, when you shut the door to your honeymoon getaway home and found yourself pinned to the closest wall, soft feather light kisses being placed up your neck, you were rather surprised.A Memory Within a Kiss LithuaniaxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"T-Toris!" you managed to stammer out, forcing your words out despite your shock as you felt your eyes widen.
You felt his lips pause in their actions so that he could raise his head to look down at you, his eyes looking straight into yours in his honest sort of way, again showing his innocent side. "Did I do something wrong?" he questioned, tilting his head, his long brown hair swaying a bit.
You couldn't help but smile gently at his actions as your fingers knit themselves gently into his hair. "No. You didn't do anything wrong..." you quietly mused, easing out o
GermanyxReader - EntertainmentYou laid there on your couch legs flung across the top and your head dangling from the bottom, hands rhythmically tapping the soft fabric as you attempted to rid yourself of the boredom that currently had it's grasp on you and had been doing so for the last few hours.GermanyxReader - Entertainment2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Gazing around the room nothing seemed to cure you, the TV played quietly in the background and the stack of books offered no reprieve. The only other object capable of depleting your suffering was your friend Ludwig, he who had his head buried so deep within a novel that the need to entertain you was the last of his priorities.
This is absolutely unacceptable! You thought to yourself as you devised a devious little plan to get some entrainment out of the dull, dull afternoon you were currently forced to struggle through.
"Luddy my dearest.. whatcha doing?" You cooed as you directed your gaze to him, his blue eyes still locked on the pages of his book.
"Reading" He simply replied paying little attention to you.
FishermenFishermen4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from tiny boats,
sampans and coracles -
red sails threading the sky
like poppies in the autumn sun.
Whales slip through waves
hunting silvered krill
and the spiny dusk
of urchins clinging to the sand.
And they wait
for lines to pull
their hands under
glistening with eel
hauling the afternoon
back to market
in hempen nets.
And you realize Leonard 'Bones' McCoy x Reader A/N: Hello there =3 If you can't tell, I'm giving Ichigo a break and writing a few Star Trek Reader Inserts So, yeah... Onward~And you realize Leonard 'Bones' McCoy x Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You sigh as the bartender slides another drink to you, running a hand through your (H/L) (H/C) hair. Another crappy day and another crappy breakup, just your normal routine. You aren’t sure why, but you seem to attract assholes like flies and they never stop pestering you. Speaking of which…
“Hi there, gorgeous.” A man practically purred as he slid into the seat next to you. You narrowed your (E/C) eyes in a glare, hoping to dissuade him but, of course, he was stubborn. He just grinned at you, blue eyes sparkling with mischief as he ruffled his sandy-blonde hair in a way that he must have thought was sexy. Rolling your eyes you open your mouth to tell him to leave you alone when a gruff voice stops you.
Only Two (Sam Winchester x Reader)Sitting in a bar had become a normal thing for you when you traveled with the Winchesters. There was always a bar to go to on each mission and you always seemed to stop there at least once on the trip. Dean said it was to get information, but you and Sam knew it was because of the liquor and the ladies. It wasn’t like you minded though, it was always fun to watch Dean get tipsy and flirt.Only Two (Sam Winchester x Reader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
With a sigh, you sipped at your water, keeping an eye on the boys. Sam was at the bar talking to the bartender and Dean was chatting up some chick in a cowboy hat. Your eyes wandered to the other patrons, men and women throwing darts or playing pool as the jukebox played on for background noise. Laughter could be heard all around you, but that didn’t make you feel any more at ease.
With slow steps, you walked toward the bar, making sure your sleeveless trench didn’t snag on anything. You leaned against the bar, grabbing the bartender’s attention. “Hey, can I get a rum and
In The Night Time. I kiss infinityIn The Night Time.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her lips are full
They're not chains
Or pitied shelter
For lost angels
Are our song
Love's bet"Death would be a kindness for me.." I whispered softly, I'd always felt this regret at living. I couldn't quite explain it but Gabe knew me better then most and I could never hide that from him.Love's bet6 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"You shouldn't say things like that to me." Gabe replied, his voice soothed my heart "We never know how much time we have."
"I'll die young." I replied flippantly, "Go out in a blaze of glory before I reach my 30's. Just watch."
I turned away from him trying to hide the emotion in my face, looking at the trees in the distance. Our secret place was the only place I could meet him anymore. If my parents knew about him they'd be furious.
"No you won't." Gabe said slowly as he turned me to face him, "I won't let you. You mean more to me then that. You never see the good in yourself, always so focused on the negative. I wish I could get through to you."
"What good?" I replied irritated, "My whole life has been about church, doing what other people wish. Being used, abused, and completely
The one who loved you the most (Goodbye)I suppose that i played all my cardsThe one who loved you the most (Goodbye)3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And still it has ended like this
but somehow im able to smile
even though you chose to be his
Do you remember not to long ago
We hung out all day at the park
you told me to "never stop writing"
and one day id be loved for my art
Well this is my last one to you
Anymore would fail to reach your ears
And it hurts to have to say goodbye
After all of our prosperous years
But I suppose that love really changes us
Hell, you changed me more everyday
You shown me what it's like to have a purpose
and to not be the one cast astray
But through all this I still find a smile
Because i know now that this is your choice
And there is nothing i can do to change that
Nothing 'cept the power of God's voice...
But Now as i take my leave
And the tears start to reach the floor
Don't cry, just remember me always
As the one who loved you the most...
I amI found my heart on a spearI am6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Completely paralyzed by fear
Afraid to let anyone near
Pushing out all who were dear
I've placed it all in the past
No longer to do what is asked
The burdens that held me fast
I am freed from at last
I always knew how
I finally made that vow
I am stronger now
No more my back to bow
Those who seek a fight
Better be in the right
Or I'll burn you with my light
Best stay out of my sight
I am closing every door
Removing broken pieces on the floor
Resetting things in my core
Understanding forgotten lore
When next we meet
You will feel the heat
Feel free to take a seat
Your heart will skip a beat
No more shame
I am no longer tame
I have ended the game
It is all done by my name
The PoetThe Poet:The Poet3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He smiles as he sees her sleeping
& gently covers her with a blanket.
He goes to the window and looks out
watching snow fall, ever so slowly...
He sees people in the streets,
Chatting, walking. Some happy,
Others sad. Hearts beating,
Hearts broken; some warm, some cold.
He looks back at her, as she stirs in bed.
A yawn from her, brings another smile to him:
"How cute," he chuckles as he strokes her head.
He runs his fingers through her hair and is content.
Yet, even if he is happy here, again -
He is drawn to that window and finds himself
Staring out at the street and watching;
Marveling at the disparity and wondering -
Isn't there something that I can do?
Isn't there a better way for us all?
He looks back at her, sleeping peacefully;
He thinks about the future and sighs.
He wants a better world for her,
One where she would always be safe,
But unfortunately, he has no power.
He is just one man with little to his name.
He picks up a piece of paper, one found lyin
Early WinterDeath drives a green Packard. Depression era, with modern bumper stickers and parking tickets which, if you look closely, were written out by Hammurabi. I met him once, he’d pulled up outside my house and hopped out for a smoke break on the street. He looked like he didn’t have anything to do when, far as I know, somebody dies once every few seconds, somewhere. I went outside and asked him who he was after.Early Winter1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"You. But not for a while. Y’know Arnold Rothstein got shot just three blocks from here?"
"I thought he was killed in New York. Definitely in America."
"Who you gonna believe?"
Death flicked his smoke to the asphalt and crushed it with a casual twist of his purple dress shoe. Then he drove off, leaving me feeling a little melancholy and a little drained. Never could get the hang of snow in October.
Bowlesian Sonnet-en if this paper in your hand was onceBowlesian Sonnet2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
an Aspen, thick with sunny leaves; around
the base of wet and living wood, a ground
that reeks of life and death at once, then conc-
-entrate, and know at least in brief the grand
machine you sleep in, twitching fingers, won-
-dering just how one feels a texture, sun
lights warmth, bare prickled skin, bare feet in sand.
Oh this body. How I will tend to it
seventy-five or eighty. How I will
bend arthritic knees, by five windows, still,
the summers passing. Faithful friend! Now, bit
by bit, you close each window to its clasp.
This paper in your hand was once an Asp-
THIS IS FOR YOU.Hey you, yes you,THIS IS FOR YOU.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The girl in the mirror
The one who feels
She will always be inferior
I’m talking to you
The one who isn’t the right size
The right height
The one who isn’t somebody’s “prize”
I know it may seem
That your ‘Midas’s touch’ is broken
And everything you touch
You are unique,
Even if it doesn’t seem true,
You are perfectly wonderful
At simply being YOU
Hey you, yes you
The one with the cuts across her arms
Playing a game called life
That you never seem to win
Hey you, yes you
The girl who never eats
Don’t worry about being perfect
It’s not possible, so why chase a false dream
I know it seems that the grass may be greener
On someone else’s yard
But the ‘water bill’ is always higher
To keep up that illusion.
The girl who cries herself to sleep
The ones who are scared of the dark
The ones who are scared to be touched
The ones who are scared to speak up
Hey you. YES YOU!
MaybeMaybe I won't be fineMaybe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe I don't know what's wrong
Maybe I can't talk about it
But maybe I need you to listen
Maybe the cuts get deeper each time
Maybe too much blood comes out
Maybe you'll try and stop me
But maybe I won't listen
Maybe I want to tell someone
Maybe I need to unload all of my problems
Maybe you're the only one who can help
But maybe I don't want to bother you with my troubles
Maybe I'm just scared
Maybe I've lost hope
Maybe I'm losing control
But maybe I was never in control to begin with
Maybe I like the way things are
Maybe I'm afraid of change
Maybe I get a kick out of being so messed up
But maybe I'd rather be a normal girl
Maybe I don't like people
Maybe I can't live without them
Maybe I need you
But maybe I don't like the way you tear up my heart
Maybe I'm insane
Maybe I'm depressed
Maybe I'm just stressed
But maybe that's who I am
Maybe I need to be accepted
Maybe I'll change who I am for that
Maybe I'm an outsi
Maybe that's what's worseOne upon a time, there were four children. They were grown, far into the ages of adulthood, but they were children. They carried bits of a child in them, clinging desperately to a corner of their hearts with a firm grip, unwilling to let go. They were children.Maybe that's what's worse3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One was a fighter—grappling with his head and his hands to protect his heart that was left back home, back with his siblings and his wife. He graced himself with a uniform every morning and paroled his area, keeping it safe and sound so that no one he loved could be taken away from him, so that no one he needed would ever leave. He had the spirit of a soldier, always did. He washed the blood off of his hands with a soft prayer to God during the middle of the day, because he did what he had to do, he saved whom he had to save. He showed no remorse after those prayers—for his heart was filled with a fierce need.
The second one was a lover—she walked around with her heart not on her sleeve, but in the palms of her hands, giving it
My sunshineMy sunshine4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the days grow cold
And the nights dark
It's your sunshine that
Keeps me at ease
Even on the gloomiest of days
when the clouds reign the skies
And a bitter breeze brushes by
So paint me in your sunshine
for me to follow hand in hand
Remember me by your side
So I can keep my ray of sunshine