Give me a ChanceGive me a Chance6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Give me a Chance
Give me a chance to love and hope,
Please whisk my troubles away.
Give me a chance to be forgiven,
To stand at the edge of dawn and day.
Give me a chance to watch time pass by,
not letting my time slip through.
Give me a chance to fly through the wind,
Up to the Sky of Blue.
Give me a chance to reach the sparkling stars,
The heavens high above.
Give me a Chance to be myself,
And be myself to be loved...
The BridgeThe Bridge6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Among the Wooden Paths,
I stride alone in the Empty Forest,
The wind behind my back,
Blowing softly and pushing me forward.
Moments in time suddenly seem to halt,
As I watch from afar,
The bridge that lies before me,
Am I strong enough to lay my hand?
Across its wooden surface?
Can I cross it?
Find the path hidden in the shadows ahead of me?
Can I find Courage in the darkness so bleak?
To find a light that will guide me?
Seconds fade away.
Across the Bridge,
Across the Gap,
Leading to my pride,
Leading to my Courage,
Leading to my Hope,
Leading to my Love...
Heavenly FireHeavenly Fire6 months 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.
We Are All GoingThomas Edison's last words were:We Are All Going1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's very beautiful over there.
And Mr Barrie said: I can't sleep
Before he dreamed his way to Neverland.
And seventy-four years later,
When it was Mr Jobs' time to go
He said Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow
Before he left this world.
Let's go and see the other side
And touch the clouds with our lost lives.
But maybe there's just plain old darkness,
That's familiar even though it's cold.
Mr Darwin said he was not afraid,
And Ms Austen asked for nothing but it
The revolution that was Mr Marx said:
Last words are for fools who haven't said enough.
And no they didn't, they never said enough.
You may never
BloodlustBloodlust6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
They desire a longing
A longing for that tender sweet bond
The bond of the scarlet river
That flows from within
It is what keeps their hearts
Beating in their caged chests
For without the blood
They could not live
They are bonded by the rogue
Aspiring throughout their souls
For it is what makes them become
Identical as oath brothers
Crimson marks tear up the past
With a small river flowing down
Downward from the crystal eye
The eye of all things known
Emotions are only expressed
Through the pounding of this blood
That never ceases to be
Their passionate desire
Bursts from within
To crave and taste
Attempted SuicideAttempted SuicideAttempted Suicide5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
He asked once, how could she be so selfish?
He asked once, how could she not think of her children?
He asked once, how could she not be aware of the pain she is inflicting?
He asked, how could she do this to me?
I said, that's not how it is.
I said, there is no selfish, there are no others; no children... no you. There is only darkness.
I said, only darkness and pain.
I said, ask her. And she says:
I walk on the edge of an abyss.
But I am ignorant of it.
I am a fool to feel safe. A fool, unaware.
I walk for a while, and everything is okay.
There's a path I follow, it leads straight, it seems wide.
The abyss always loom
Let's Play Pretend"Let's Play Pretend"Let's Play Pretend7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I was a kid I used to play pretend
Oblivious those times would one day end
I would pretend I was an astronaut
Exploring deepest space
I'd use my pillows as a rocket ship
And the blankets as the caves
Sometimes I would imagine
That I was on TV
I used a box as the frame
And cut a hole for a screen
I would always swing a bat
Pretending that I played
Baseball in the sun
While drinking lemonade
I always thought I was a doctor
With my plastic stethoscope
Healing all the animals
With cotton and some soap
I would pretend I was on stage
Strumming air guitar
Singing in a microphone
Into a sea of endless
Moving Back Chapter 3Chapter 3Moving Back Chapter 31 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The plane land at one of the airports in Toyko, Japan. The passengers all got off the plane. Rebecca left the plane with her father and the boys. Back in the cock pit Artemis and Martin were shutting everything off in the plane. They walked through the terminal and into the airport. Rebecca saw her husband. Artemis saw his wife waiting for him. " Hey Artemis." she said. " Hey there sweetheart." he said taking her in her hand. She held his hand. They joined Dewey and the kids. They arrived at the rental car place right next to the airport. " It's been awhile sense Artemis and I came back to Japan." Rebecca thought. They got into the
Moving Back Chapter 1, 2Chapter 1Moving Back Chapter 1, 21 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
One morning in the Bahamas Rebecca Lloyd was setting the table ready for breakfast. Her husband Artemis was in the kitchen making the breakfast. Their kids Weston and Daniel were in the living room watching TV Together. back in the kitchen Rebecca was making herself some coffee. Artemis is almost done cooking. Rebecca got her coffee. She set her coffee on the table. Artemis set the food on the table. He called Weston and Daniel over. We all sat down and ate our food. While eating Rebecca was thinking about her brother in Christ Zig. After having breakfast Rebecca gather up the dishes and starts doing the dishes. Artemis was in the
End RemembranceEnd Remembrance7 months ago in Historical More Like This
Remembrance Day originates at the end of World War I. The idea is to honor those who died in the line of duty, defending their country from enemies. For all its pompous words and fancy granite memorials littered with colorful flower bouquets, Remembrance Day and others like it have failed miserably in achieving this goal.
I've often been criticized as having no respect, and that can be an impediment when discussing certain topics. However, I am often in luck – hypocrisy deserves no respect. What changed as a result of the enormous sacrifice of those who died in WW1? As the first bombs of WW2 fell just two decades later, millions once a
Angelic Hostess (Friend of a...)Don't give up hope I've heard you sayAngelic Hostess (Friend of a...)1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You must have been kept in the dark,
Or so bathed in light,
That you know things yet to be designed
I believe in the latter
Not through my own desires
But because sun circles your serene face
As a halo would an Angel's
So I bid thee,
Tell me all there is to know-
Reveal to me nothing of your machinations for I now know
The joy of life is mystery
Ganymede Chapter 1 Shanghai Pt IGanymede Chapter 1 Shanghai Pt I2 years ago in Settings More Like This
"If you had a choice at the beginning of your journey to either end now and forget everything you witnessed or, you can see what happens next in the journey and not give up. I would have chosen the second one for sure." Those were the last words I heard my brother speak before he disappeared into thin air one day.
I awoke in a start, being in a middle of a nightmare. I look at my battery powered alarm clock and see it says four o' clock a.m. . I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom half asleep. I tried the light-switch and it failed to light the room. After realizing this, I looked around the small bathroom and noticed the fish light or
Binary AlphabetA 00000Binary Alphabet3 years ago in Settings More Like This
BrokenHe had promised to always fix her; when her heart malfunctioned, when she started losing her mind, even when she fell and scraped her knee he was there to fix her. And today was no different. The pair had been riding off in the emerald forests, when it happened. Goldie has made a gasping noise the fell of the beast that had carried her weight for years. Her shrieking fallowed the fall as he dismounted, rushing to her side as quickly as his legs could carry him.Broken7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“ Alex.. I-i-I can't see, it's so dark, they’re- they're everywhere, please fix it!! It's so scary! The voices oh light, the voices, get them out!” she screamed dra
Climbing upYou want to climb this tree that has a big apple at the top of the tree, you have no idea why you want this apple so badly but you want to jump for it, but its too high up.Climbing up7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You jump up onto the first big branch and you grip so tightly, you may fall or you may climb up and take a break.
But if you wait to long then you get no where.
You try for the next branch and you slip and fall because you hear noise down below saying that you couldn't reach that far. If you stopped now then you will have to stay on the branch you are at.
Over time you try again, you reach far and grasp it, lifting yourself up you may either take a break or try for the
I d e n t i t yWho am I?I d e n t i t y10 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
This is a very complex question. In truth, I'm not entirely sure. Then again, is anyone? We humans, as a species, are constantly changing; both physically and mentally, both consciously and subconsciously. Our outlooks transform and evolve as we acquire new experiences.
So, in short: I'm not sure who I am, I'm not even sure who I was or who I will be in the future.
But there is one thing that I'm sure of: with each passing day, I'm getting closer and closer to unlocking my identity.
And when that day comes, I'll welcome it with open arms.
Fox and Ghost Chapter one. "You will be stripped of your mortal life and will remain among the living until I see that you have learned."Fox and Ghost Chapter one.11 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You are not like your kind. You strive to gain knowledge and wish to do for those that treated you with kindness."
And thus our story begins.
Chapter one: Strange encounters
The night air is chilly a light winter breeze rustles through the trees in the almost pitch black park. The snow begins to fall lightly covering the earth in a blanket of pure white goodness. The only light comes from a young man. This young man is unlike other young men. The candle he possesses is the candle of lost souls. It is a black candle with an eer
I know... | I |I know...2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
-Hi, are you ok?
-Relatively, what do you mean by that?
-Well, I'm alive. I'm surviving, that's good isn't it? So, taking those things into consideration, yes. I am relatively ok.
-But, sure, there is more to life than surviving...
-There is, but at the moment, surviving is all that I can focus on.
-Are you trying to say that you want to kill yourself?
- I don't want to die.
-I didn't ask yo
the journey to redeptionwhare does this take usthe journey to redeption2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
down this path of life
will any one ever accept us
or will thay feel our might
does the world know we are here
do thay want to know
will thay chose to accept us
do thay even know how
will thay turn thare back
pretend we no longer excest
will thay try to accept
or will thay fight
can thay handle our power
our wrath our strength
will thay be suprize were still here
or will thay quake in fear
we were nobodies
weak usless scum
no longer will we wallow
no more hurt will be done
we are like iron
we can take it all
from the emotional to the physical
no longer shall we fall
were on our way to redeption
Alone in the Dark 1Alone in the Dark 12 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
You sit here thinking of nothing but ending you life, and how it will solve your problems.
It will make everyone's like a whole lot easier.
They won't have to deal with you.
They won't have to provide for you or buy what you want.
They will have more money in the pockets to do what they wish with.
They will not have to fight with you yell and scream, cut you off when you are trying to explain something or have to make sure your ok.
They will have an overall better life.
~from a little kid in a dark room crying out for the suffering to end~