I CAN Send You a Letter, DearI CAN Send You a Letter, Dear2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From one man to another
From one man to his lover
Is it taboo to write a letter
On this day, now or never?
Is it scandalous, our affair?
As we float, too high, on air
Though I wish I may, I wish I might
You're the only one for me tonight.
I wrap myself in your perfume
In the sweet embrace of your cocoon
To dance in the stars next to Ursabear
Will the world acknowledge such an affair?
I laugh and cry, you hold me tight
Our delicate love, to my delight
We won't hold back, no love to spare
As we lose ourselves in this affair
When we both are dead and gone
In our graves, side-by-side, along
Our children will accept and kno
Joy and MelancholyJoyJoy and Melancholy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Joy is a vibrant gold.
It tastes like the sky and
It sounds like a light breeze ruffling through a field.
It smells of sunflowers in full bloom and
It looks like a vast ocean of yellow petals dancing in the sunlight.
And I feel .
I feel happy for once.
Melancholy is a thick red.
It tastes salty and bitter like evil itself.
It sounds like a hoarse scream of fear echoing in the night.
It reeks of decay carefully hidden beneath the floorboards.
It looks all too still calm and utterly lifeless and utterly sad
It feels like nothing I could ever describe with mere words.
Pitch Dark SorrowPitch dark sorrowPitch Dark Sorrow5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
My soul is stained
My heart is fractured
Yet you still laugh
It is dark for now
But maybe if Im lucky
It will become light
Sorrow is everywhere
You cant avoid it forever
Yet somehow you have
I dont understand
Why let you be happy while I
Am utterly sad
The lights have gone out
And everyone has left
But yet I am here
Is this payback?
But if so then for what?
Why what have I done?
The sorrow is a
Knife it jabs slowly into
My dear little heart
Why of all the people
You know I did not think you
Would leave me here
Is this cruelty?
Do I really deserve this?
Am I a bad person?
Kei Tategami - Black Butler OCKei Tategami - Black Butler OC2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Kei Tategami (Key - Ta tey ga me)
Kei means 'lord' in Japanese.
Tategami means 'lion' in Japanese.
A light brownish tan
Cats, Cake, Wearing Cat Ears, Kon
Fighting, Bullies, Mean people, Dogs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lP9M-Uy42dc&feature=related (( Monokuro no Kissu(Monochrome no Kiss) Ciel Ver. ))
Alois Trancy & Ciel Phantomhive
Sea Castles To Live InDo you remember me when we were childrenSea Castles To Live In3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How we'd play together from dawn till dusk
Each moment a happy one together
I'd ask you to be mine
To stop being the princess
And instead be my queen
You'd always smile and say yes
We'd run away with one another
Your hand in mine
Away from adults that told us it wouldn't last
We built our castle on the sea
Gave each other a real home
We'd sit there eating dripping ice cream
Smiling at each other
Our day was always perfect
Even if we splashed each other in the water
We never ran away with the other fish
And when the adults found us
Calling out your name then mine
When the waves would
Just Another Childhood...Just Another Childhood...7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your smile was a promise,
but your eyes were lying.
And I was too young to see it.
I gave you my heart in childish glee,
as if it were some small trinket,
your lips promising to kiss it safe.
And yet you threw it away like the dreams we used to share.
I waited so long for you to return,
that kiss still waiting on my lips,
waiting in the heart that you held;
was that even mine anymore?
But now we look to the skies with tears in our eyes,
wondering how we got in such a mess.
We watch the clouds pass and the grass sway,
longing for the days when nothing meant everything,
so beautiful in its simplicity.
A kiss and a promise while
Progress English LyricsPROGRESSProgress English Lyrics3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
by Ayumi Hamasaki (Japanese Lyrics - Original)
by Midorikawa Makoto (English Lyrics)
It seems that I have
Feared for so long
All the simple days
That belong in the past
Now that I know
These intricate things
That are making it out of control
I will not go back
In those shattered dreams
Putting all my faith
In my heart, then I'll see
That I'll keep on saying "You aren't wrong at all!"
In the same time that we are all having
In the same future that two people believe in
All those sad days and the tears yesterday
And the smiles of today are real
In the same pain that we all have known
Sense and Senibilitya mess insideSense and Senibility3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with broken feelings,
ocean of tears
by an invisible storm,
flying out of my mouth,
sword as backbone
driving knights away,
hidden under the table,
DIDPeople like to say we need to see a therapist. We need to go. They would force use into a therapy session where there were more people with our "sickness". But, then Kayla would take over and storm out.DID3 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
Then, they would send us to white hell house. Where we would sit and be asked questions and try to get "molded". Then Sue would through a tantrum and we would leave. But, no one really knew we were different people. That's what I don't get. If we were "molded together" we would still be the same.
Its not like we're causing any trouble. We're just there.
We always get asked if were okay. What its like to have different personalities. We jus
SeptemberSeptember was nonexistentSeptember3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mixing smoke with mist and the brittle shells of swept away eggs.
This we ground into a powder, mixing it with drops of vegetable oil and egg,
Whipping it into a frenzied alabaster paste
Which I scooped up with my fingers
And spread over the wall
Tracing patterns of longing
And leaving them to dry and form stiff peaks
Neolithic answers to questions not yet posed
I made intent in this action
Defining myself in new forms,
But to your eyes only indestructible.
ColdColdCold4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What's the best way to extinguish the cold?
What's the most efficient way to melt a block of ice?
A large warm fire burning bright
Radiating heat to allthat come near?
Alas, when ice melts it turns to water
Twice as lethal as the ice
For as the ice dies, the fire dies too
Leaving that much less heat in the world
Then a large soft quilt of down
Entrapping anything in its mass?
Or a heater full of gas
Filling the world with its rich scent
Quilts do not produce heat, love
It simply keeps the heat in
By wrapping ice in a quilt
You are simply surrounding it in its own iciness
A heater needs a source of fuel
It cannot make f
In the Harvest SeasonMy swallow my swallow mineIn the Harvest Season4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Bourne up by wings of a glistening night
Over the tips of the ripening grain.
The sun, the sun is in our eyes
And blinking back tears I call for you.
I will wait here until the dark of evening.
I sit on a wicker bench and sip tea in the evening
The birds call out in the trees and I call them mine.
I shiver at the breath of a barren night
Which dries the stubble of reaped grain.
The moon, the moon is in our eyes
Half lidded she watches, waits for you
Pan pipes play a song for me and you
And the purple haze of morning mountains dissipates the evening
No longer recognized the hand which brushes mine
it takes an angel pt8Chp 7it takes an angel pt84 years ago in Teen More Like This
Seven and a half weeks had passed. Joro filched slightly whenever they gave him a shot, but the doctors said it didn't count. Rena's movement was becoming limited, but she tried to exceed her abilities so they made her sit in a wheelchair whenever she was in the hospital.
"Hey Joro, I just wanted to tell you the baby is female." Joro's entire body cringed with rage; it almost appeared he was balling his fists. The nurse giggled, but looked sadly away.
The day of Joro's execution came, and at noon he still had not moved enough for the doctors. When the doctor entered the room, Rena wailed. At first he thought she would go into lab
it takes an angel pt3Chp 2it takes an angel pt34 years ago in Teen More Like This
The word of Rena's baby spread like fire. Not only was she treated poorly at school, I was having trouble getting work. My boss put me on part time, and then advised me to take some time off to care for her. I had to work at Joro's shop three days a week. Joro was struggling to cope with the fact that he was a father, but did let Rena come over on Saturdays. By the third month she was staying the night. Every other Wednesday Danny came over to work in the back kitchen, and I made sure I was working too. It was such a shame to waste such good qualities on a girl. But her skill didn't truly shine through until the fight.
it takes an angel pt4Chp 3it takes an angel pt44 years ago in Teen More Like This
We could hear the yelling all the way downstairs. Words were not understandable, but from the tine Joro was trying to calm Rena down. The couple ran downstairs, Rena holding a loaded gun
"Say it! Say you want me and the baby! Say it NOW!" she clicks the gun; Joro stands mortified, unable to speak. Customers sit silently also, watching paralyzed in fear, after what seemed like forever Rena shouted
"If you don't want me why bother?" she brings the gun to her head and pulls the trigger
Danny was behind her with godlike speed, grabbing her arm and pointing the gun at the ceiling, the bullet went through the ceiling piercing a bottle
Bellman histories xDBellman HistoriesBellman histories xD4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
1. The Captain inspected Bellman's rifle. He wasn't satisfied, and said:
- Shit in the pipe!
Then Bellman pulled down his uniform pants and shit in the pipe.
2. It was in the middle of the night and Bellman came cycling in full speed in a long, verge downhill slope. A police saw him and ran out to the road. He did the stop sign and screamed:
- Stop in the name of the law! You don't have any light on the bicycle!
- Out of the way! Bellman answered. I don't have any breaks either!
3. Bellman, Danish and a Norwegian should compete about who could stay the longest time in a pigsty. First the Danish went in, but after one
Orc Quest: The Wrong Place...The Wrong Place at the Right TimeOrc Quest: The Wrong Place...4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Iylandrea glared at the dozen-plus townsfolk that crowded together before her, pitchforks, torches and makeshift clubs giving them the appearance of a classic lynch mob and that's exactly what they were. With her sword raised to point directly at the head of the man unfortunate enough to be standing in front, the red-headed warrior was quickly losing patience with the lot of them. It was far too late at night for this nonsense, especially when she had wanted nothing more than a quick meal and a soft bed. Instead she had found herself playing the defense advocate against a village full of idiots. I
In my notebookMy notebookIn my notebook4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"as his hands moved slowly down"
Smiling I hug my notebook
"you like that, don't you Geta?"
"actually I really don't"
The voice came from my notebook
Searching through the book I found a drawing of Vegeta
Akasha drew for me
" I don't like being called gay
He said to me again
Pacing slowly from either side of the page
Staring straight up at me
I was in shock and he continued on
"I rather like my wife"
I tried to explain
We made him pretty and nice
But that just provoked him more
"speaking of which
what the hell's with this dress?
He was in drag, from head to toe
From his red lips, pink dress and heeled shoe
The monster I've become.The monster I've become.The monster I've become.4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A great wave of sorrow crashes over me,
Like a tidal wave in the mysterious dark sea.
Tears start to flow from my olive green eyes,
Then I'm surrounded by my harsh lonely cries.
The urge to cut begins to increase,
Cos' that's the only way I can release.
What I'm feeling deep down inside,
The feelings I persistently try to hide
I try not to listen to the voices in my head,
Telling me that I'd be better off dead.
But then I just can't take it anymore,
I sprint to the bathroom and slam the door.
I frantically seize the blood stained knife,
As I wonder if this is the day I would end my life.
JuneRabbit grass was a silver blanket, encircling our shoulders pressed togetherJune4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Which, changed by the cricket summer, the rattlesnake moon
Turned red brown with dust. The condor feather,
And the kite, the hawk are not lifted by the stale heat of June.
Not uplifted, not by any thing. The spirits that inhabit
The cracks in the red clay dried to skin
Are sleeping, the turquoise sky is masked in soot.
Sing for the rain. O where have you been?
I have not heard the pipes playing to the crabapple mountains
To the chasms and the stripes in the stones.
Now in the yellow dust dunes swaying are the lupines,
The rain makes red dust streaks in
The Red HouseI held you there, your chin resting on me tattered hands,The Red House4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feeling none of mist cold morning in the pines
Who, like me, had been crying,
Shedding golden tears in slow jewel drops.
The world was weeping but I could not remember,
Staring into your eye sockets that I swear could see me back
I could not remember
Were you slipping through my fingers silvered and anonymous as mercury on a dewed leaf
It began to rain
I stood there in the silver rain
And the red clay mud that smattered over my shoes and pant legs
And the dust that was quenched and beaten back into the cracked earth.
And waited, though the world did not change
ive within my notebookNotes in my bookive within my notebook4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I live within my notebook
Soft, cool paper bound my copper-scented coils
The book is ever flowing
A new world is born every day
In my book you see my soul
Every aspect of my life is posted
I hold my life within my arms
Between the other books
Living deep within the pages
Running from subject to subject
Notes, homework, happy, sad
Most shy away from my notebook
Cut by the sharp edges of the plastic
But that fills me with dubbing pride
That makes me separate from the rest
ChocolateHappiness is like a chocolateChocolate4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
1000's of differ shapes and forms
All trying to prove they are best
The chocolate is so rich and sweet
But then in a flash it's gone
Hold it too long and it melts down
Never regaining its shape
Deprive yourself and it becomes a need
Eat too much and you become ill
Finding a perfect balance is crucial
But few people ever do
As important as getting the chocolate itself
Is having a variety
Eating just heresies, just Nestlé's, just mars
Can leave you bored and unrounded
Chocolate for children is a simple thing
$.65 for a bar
But a treat for a grown-up
Is quite a bit more
Can be as much as 20 d
Little birdLittle bird, lying on the roadLittle bird4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
your shivering in the cold.
Have you fallen to the ground,
looking up without a sound?
What has happened to your wing?
Nolonger have the will to sing?
looking down, I now see.
Little bird, your just like me...
I feel a need to help you cope.
For there is still the hope
that youll be able to touch the sky.
Little bird, help me fly.