LightXReader KIRA's Revenge 3LightXReader KIRA's Revenge 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
3. If the cause of death is written within the next 40 seconds of writing the person's name, it will happen.
It’s been a couple of days since your first kill, and not one ounce of guilt or pity ran through your veins. Criminals did wrong upon the world and deserved to be demolished and ridden from the face of the earth. As taught, you just wrote names no specifics. Light instructed you how to thoroughly hide the death note so no one could find or stumble upon it. You didn't mind killing anymore and simply continued life as you normally would. You, as the 'Next KIRA' exploded across the media and many countries already gave in, America and Japan were not one of those countries.
Another unfortunate battle with the SPK and the Japanese task force were unavoidable, Light knew this. The SPK or Special Provisions for Kira began and had formed a little bit after L's death; L the great detective had fallen. There was no doubt in his mind that Near would once agai
Who I Am ?Who Am I ?Who I Am ?7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They tell me just to be me
Im not always honest you will see
Im a complicated person all around
Not more than 1 of me can be found
Im a funny person I could make you laugh
My heart skips a beat on your behalf
I like to talk about nothing all night long
The thought of you chose my favorite song
Your opinion made me think that to
Sometimes I sigh at the thought of you
Ever think about what youve put me through
Just another innocent girl I didnt have a clue
The smell of you became a drug
I would do anything just for another hug
The sight of you made me stare
Because of you Im growing my hair
You know how to make me so mad
Not talking to you makes me sad
Your timing is usually always right
Your voice in the morning is a delight
You sit and listen to what I have to say
Even if it is about my boring day
No one else can do this which is why I wont forget
Is the way youve learned to tell when I am upset
You say you love me but wont take my offer
Because of you Ive learned to cry sof
I am trying to be honest,but I write so fucking floweryI am trying to be honest,2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it makes me sick,
rose scented stars & love.
Her: helpless as a lamb,
I want raw, aching
bone against bone
exploring the exposed, naked
poetry of her universe-
( warm, celestial hands
forging sandcastle ribs. )
Southern earth beneath her feet,
wanderlust burned like Apollo's touch
into her spinal cord, please awaken
the empty space between her skin
I'll Be There.I feel for you,I'll Be There.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel your pain.
I wish for you,
more strength to gain.
I ache for you,
I hold you near.
I'll be with you,
through hope and fear.
I wish I could,
just hold you tight.
I pray for you,
with all my might.
I'm here for you,
just call on me.
At your side,
I wish I could be.
You aren't alone,
I'm right with you.
In heart and mind,
in all I do.
From Time To Time.From Time To Time.From Time To Time.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Want to know the value of ten years?
Why don’t you try asking a newly divorced couple?
And see if they have any wasted tears.
Want to know the value of three years?
Why don’t you try asking an exhausted graduate?
And see if they are ready to start their career.
Want to know the value of nine months?
Why don’t you try asking a distraught mum?
And see if she misses her baby bump.
Want to know the value of four weeks?
Why don’t try asking someone who has been fired?
And see if they like prospect of living on the streets.
Want to know the value of an hour?
Why don’t you try asking someone who missed their alarm?
And see if they still had time to eat breakfast and shower.
Want to know the value of a minute?
Why don’t you try asking someone who missed the last train?
And see if they will be momentarily pushed to their limits.
No matter the amount,
Every single moment counts.
Even when the first day becomes every day
And all the seconds a
I shall always love herI have something that you can't take.I shall always love her2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Something that you cannot mistake
Something immaterial, something tough
And always there when things get rough
She's something I was blessed with from powers above
Something which has always showered me in love
This something is not a what but a who
Someone who I stick with like glue
Someone who made me feel I belong
Someone who forgave me when I was wrong
Someone who was there when everything changed
When from feelings of love, I felt estranged
When their health declined I was always in mind
Something I try to return in kind
Somebody who loved me when I felt numb
And I shall always love my mum.
MotherThank you for being there.Mother3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I love you so much.
You kept believing in me.
You're the one who give life to me.
I love the way you use to soothe me from a nightmare,
You told me "Everything is going to be OK"
You stayed with me until I fell asleep.
I love that beautiful smile you always gave me,
It gave me comfort .
You were my role model and still is.
But right now
I'm talking to you,
You won't be able to respond to me.
I brought you these flowers you love so much,
Even though you won't be able to take these flowers
I'll place them on your grave .
I'll love you always mommy.
A Poem For MotherMemories that escape the mind,A Poem For Mother8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But flicker in a steady heart.
The touch of a warm finger
Clutched tightly in tiny fingers.
With a mind that knows little,
And a heart that knows more
Than imaginable. Depending on
Intuition and trust. Feeding from the
Love of the heart, and the nourishment of
The bosom. Sleeping in slender arms
Strong with love and tenderness.
A fire of unconventional emotions
Between mother and daughter
Feeding first footsteps and the struggle
With words. Flesh of the first scrapes
Mended with Mommy's kisses.
Fingers that lift away spilling tears
Are the fingers that hold a child's shoulders
As she makes her way to becoming a teenager.
Firm fingers, guiding with a loose grip,
Showing the way to the awkward path of
Independence without much interference,
So the little girl can learn the ways
Of life the way it is meant to be learned.
Without the restrictions that will
Keep the truth hidden in naivety.
Even when those fingers
Have to finally let go, they always follow beh
blind dogssometimes, the world creeps up on you,blind dogs4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
and everything is too loud and too frightening for you to handle, and all you want to do is exist in the place between sleep and awake, where life is a dream and dream are your life.
it always happens at the worst moments,
when the world is beginning to look brighter, and your heart is beginning to pulsate with love again - that is when it hits you; that you've never missed anything more than you miss their presence in your heart.
you haven't cried over them in so long,
but those walls - they've finally come crashing down. the pain resonates through your body, echoing within your paper-thin skin. it feels like being dead, but worse.
you are a blind dog,
you don't know where you're going, but you never stop holding on. you never stop trying to find the way you think you should be going.
there is no point, but you do it anyway.
PrismSkin,Prism2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on neck stands tall.
blows briskly on my face.
stumbled not down,
squinted in frown,
From the light,
and world beyond.
New people I'm going to meet.
Exciting places I'm going to see.
Not a single window
But a fantastic new prism for me.
changed and awakened,
claimed I am shaken,
My path here,
Certain and set.
Old times do now,
my future somehow,
anew from this point again.
A fresh voyage is awaiting me.
I'll gladly go off to the sea.
This world a new prism,
not just prison for me.
LIfe and MemoryClear night air.LIfe and Memory2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Stars are shining,
twinkling in the black curtain.
My footsteps softly echo,
off of the buildings.
This late there isn't a soul.
Not a figure to see me,
Not a person to hear me.
An orange glow,
Lift the zipper of my jacket.
Raise my hood to the cold.
A chilly spring night.
No winter chill,
a soft kissing breeze
caresses my cheek.
I renew my walk again.
Orion shines above,
above an empty garage.
Weeds and trash,
A dog barks,
a car plods on by.
Faint lights play across the ground.
It's peaceful here.
Where ever I am.
This worn out jacket,
keeps in the heat.
A shield from the cold.
My hands and knuckles numbed,
and the safety of my pockets
where my knife lies nestled in.
Distantly there's a sound.
Soft yet there's a sound.
A strange sound.
A foreign sound,
that at this hour doesn't fit the score.
I keep moving.
It does not overtly perturb.
I will never forgetYou obviously never knew how much I loved you.I will never forget5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
More then words could ever speak.
I can only use metaphors
even with tremendous effort.
Not a single phrase would ever sum it up.
No measurement could ever compare
There will never be another person
Who loves you as much as I.
Even though, there are miles between us...
I can still picture the day when we will meet.
I'm sure on that day, I'm going to cry.
It'll take a lot for me to realize we can only stay friends.
I hope your girlfriend doesn't get jelous,
of how much you mean to me.
She'll never get how perfect you truly are.
No other woman will ever understand.
It really was only your decision to end it.
I hope you feel some regret.
It could have lasted longer, maybe even forever.
I promise you, I will never forget.
D.Gray Man Seven Minutes in Heaven KandaD.Gray Man Seven Minutes in Heaven Kanda2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey, come up here, and hurry it up. You're making people wait." Lavi waved you to the center of the room and held out the box for you. "Good luck."
You pushed your hand through the top layer of items and began your search. After a moment, You came across something square and crinkly. You decide that item is interesting enough to warrant a look and lift it out of the box. It's a package of instant soba noodles. "Oh I just have no idea who this belongs to." You looked straight at Kanda.
Kanda was looking straight down at the ground, completely uninterested in the fact that you were holding his item or that it was his turn. Allen gave him a little nudge on the back. "Hey Kanda, you know it's your turn right?"
"Shut it bean sprout, of course I know it's my turn. I'll go when I'm ready." Kanda took his time about standing up and walking over to you. "Let's just get this over with."
"Come on Yuu, that's no way to talk to a girl. You're going to hurt her fe
I love you so much I hate youI love you so much I hate you,I love you so much I hate you10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Get out of my head,
Your not the one meant for me,
Yet we both deny our love for each other,
Why must you drive me crazy?
You haunt my dreams,
Inherit my thoughts,
GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!
I'm crying for you,
I'm screaming at the top of my lungs for you,
Stop being you,
Stop being there,
I want you to die,
Without you I cant live,
I act normal around you,
I even give you an occasional hug,
But...I want more,
I want you,
But its forbidden fruit,
One that cannot be touched, looked at, held close to,
Damn it I love you, but I don't know what to do,
I lean in to give you a hug and whisper in your ear,
Within the GlassAlone I am in here again,Within the Glass2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From behind the glass I see my friends,
I smile wide so I can hide the pain.
A portable box of glass I'm in,
That grows and stretches big and thin,
I fit it in no matter I am.
These days I find myself apart,
Inside this room here at the start,
Only one has ever breached the panes.
That special one has come to me,
Shining bright casts out the misery,
But I find it's only temporary grace.
When they're gone I fight along,
struggling against my emotions throng,
and failing so, I watch you come and go.
The only wish that I could make,
would be to have you here and stay,
with me forever, oh I wish it so.
But alas you are far away,
and I am here in this box of gray,
Wishing there was more that I could say.
It is hard for me to hold this smile,
I can only hold it for a little while,
before it slips and falls and fades away.
Please, please, please, I miss you please,
come back and join me out of the breeze,
Where we can keep each other in a blissful peace.
Lion HeartIt is building up deep within her fragile body like a heaving monsoon forming over the dry, cracked, heavy heat of an African savannah; an unforgiving and all-consuming storm desperately willing to drown out its less than fleeting welcome. Flickering with ceaseless coils of skin-searing energy like a grey-faced fugitive's adrenaline stricken heartbeat, it is not a bringer of life, but a threat to itand even the most reckless are hardwired to take flight in the face of such a colossal and uncompromising foe.Lion Heart3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Beyond these white-washed walls, the world would have her believe that she is brave, a lioness, an exception confronted by the inevitable; but outrunning the storm is no longer an option, and she has never felt more betrayed. Slowly, it is emanating from her heart and through the pulmonary arterythere, free to roll and crash, it engulfs her lungs in a terrible thunder that rattles the brittle bones holding her together. The ominous feeling that has settled into
What is it I believe?AnymoreWhat is it I believe?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't do this.
I don't think I can do this.
Indistinguishable from one
or the other.
of the past,
of the present,
a plunging, pulling of pain
My world twisted.
The caring one,
Now the cold one
You always looked beautiful
Torment and solace.
Goodwill and malice.
Glimpses of my present,
It's a confusing state,
to be alone.
Yet at the converse,
Tinged with patina,
tarnished with misuse,
Lies pillows of lies,
cushioned me from truth.
Realization only frees me,
opens my eyes to disbelief.
I've become angry.
Yet that anger only belies,
My loved one is gone.
Or was it.
I can't do this.
I don't think I can do this.
The Tortured ArtistIt binds you at every limbThe Tortured Artist1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
You're restrained with shackles of anger
Manacles of despair
Chains of solitude
It chokes the life within you
And drains you so there's nothing left
Your labored breath comes out thick, like smoke
Smoldering with each heave of your chest
You're sweltering, blistering hot
And frigid, freezing cold
And so, so tired
You bleed with each crack of the whip
But you don't feel it
You only see the crimson seeping onto the floor
She's behind you, breathing down your neck,
Watching you suffer without a word
She beckons you constantly
You don't want the pressure, but you have no choice
She controls and dominates you wholly and totally
Fading Shades of GreyDearest reader, please think twice before you try to speakFading Shades of Grey2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Words can be like knives that cause the victim to grow weak
Thoughts can be as bullets shooting freely through the sky
Injuring the innocent with every spoken lie
Please forget my laughter, please forget my broken heart
Please do not remember how you tore my life apart
Leave me as a memory that slowly fades to grey
Spend your days as usual, and I shall fade away
Listen to my cry for help, although it is too late
I've become the monster that you struggled to create
Trying to be perfect was a wonderful mistake…
Now I mustn't worry about which chance I will take.
Please erase all memory of who I tried to be
Please do not remember how I tried to be set free
Please do not be saddened under any circumstance …
What's makes now so different from when you still had a chance?
The DevilThe Devil triesThe Devil2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tries his lies
In a whole new medium
And therefore defies
Everything in his path
The Devil is not a man
Not a man
But a mindset
The almighty ploy
The stepping stones
To a new reality
A new form of thinking
A new way of life
Until He gets you
Until he drags you down
Until your thoughts are nothing but
Nothing but darkness
Yes, that is how he gets you
Will you see the light
The light of happiness
He has taken you
Deformed your life
You are now together.
Until death do you part.
Slenderman (Acrostic Poem)Slowly creeping behind the treesSlenderman (Acrostic Poem)2 years ago in Horror More Like This
Loving the scent of your fear
Ever so quiet
Near you at all times
Driving your paranoia
Right into hysterics
Near you... and always watching you...
The Magical World Of Narflugal 2The language of Narflugal is, obviously, very different from our own, Earthly, languages, and, without the help of translators, the court of animals would get nowhere with trying to persuade the king to come and assume the thrown. This was why the wise old unicorn, Wisdomona, had sent two of their Squirricorns along with the court, as the squirricorns had a gift for telepathy. Their job was to implant the knowledge of the court’s business to those that needed to know, blanking it from their minds after clearances were granted.The Magical World Of Narflugal 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Now, you might imagine that the horns on this strange party of animals would lead to them being hunted, or captured, and, but for one thing, they may well have. But you see. The horns of the Narflugan party only showed up in Narflugan light, in any other form of light they just disappeared. Traversing this world of ours to reach their king was no easy feat, for not only did they not know where, precisely, the new king would be, but they arrived on the
Land of the Free, Home of the Dead Act 1Act 1: 'Representatives of the DEAD'Land of the Free, Home of the Dead Act 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A tall, muscular teenage boy sauntered lazily on past his the entrance to his school's cafeteria, taking an uninterested sip from the water fountain; his normal routine to chew up a few minutes of math during his second period Calculus class. He wore a pair of faded, torn ripped-up blue jeans and a blue and yellow wrestling Jersey that read 'DEMPSEY' across the back of the shoulder blades. Traipsing back to the bathroom, he splashed some cold water in his face and caught his breath, running a thick, catcher's mitt-like hand through his shaggy, sandy blonde buzz cut. He examined the face reflected before him in the dirty mirror. Two dark, inky bluish black irises set in squared off face with a muscular, scruff-shadowed jaw; the features of which looked as if they'd been carved from stone. With one last look up at the hard face and harder eyes, he started out of the bathroom without a second thought.
He knew that he was technically cutting class right