These Morbid FanciesThese Morbid Fancies3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I walked out alone, as my custom foresaw
The house was dead-bolted; the curtains were drawn
The trees without eyes as they watched me progress
(But trees always scorn any chance of success)
My footsteps were noisy; my breathing too hard
A fate of the lungs that I could not discard
I rested among all the dust-ridden leaves
And saw the bright eye that was studying me
A crow? How profound, yet my vision spoke true
So then I proceeded as any would do
The stone was like glass as I lifted it high
"You're joking," he told me (I swear I don't lie).
"Excuse me?" I asked, as my arm slowly dropped
I was too astonished, too tired to mock
He barked out some things that I will not relate
But stood in a trance much resembling hate
"Are you," I began, when his yapping was done
"Quite finished, my friend, or just simply begun?
My journey won't wait, as the way is quite long
So tell me your tale, or go where you belong."
The crow did not falter, nor did he decide
To say anymore (even birds have their pr
Ninjago: The Zane Version Zero TheoryUPDATE: In light of recent events, including the naming of the figure in the original poster, an addendum to this theory has been added.Ninjago: The Zane Version Zero Theory3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Do you think that maybe the reflection in Zane's eye is a robot/cyborg of sorts? It would explain the armor and visor, and why it is that Zane is the one seeing him.
I recieved this interesting comment from Lincelot1 (link to their profile in the description) on my previous theory, concerning Season 4 and the 'Purple Ninja', a commonly theorized person that supposedly will show up in the fourth season.
However, this comment and our back-and-forth responses spawned an even bigger, better, more complete theory - one that relies on no information other than canon and what was offered by the poster LEGO released, shown
CagedI am the bird,Caged2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
trapped in your cage.
I cower inside,
terrified by your rage.
Please let me out.
I need to take flight.
The wind in my feathers,
smiling in the light,
but you won't let me out.
You laugh at my cry,
if you will not free me,
please let me die.
I cannot go on this way,
drowning in fear,
day after day,
year after year,
but you don't have the mercy,
don't have the grace.
You laugh as I scream,
a smile on your face.
Fine, be that way,
cruel and cold,
but I'm sick of playing,
your games gotten old.
I scratch at your hand.
Free! I fly straight ahead.
A window unopen,
thump! Your bird is dead.
You cry out,
but you can't hurt me.
Your birdy has just flown,
and is finally free.
The Unread LetterThe Unread Letter3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I could go back in time
I would, and say what I really wanted to say
Then maybe, just maybe you would still be mine
And I never would have had to go through all of this pain
I yearn to take it all back
To cast away every word that was said
I want you to know I didn't mean any of that
Because I knew you were the one when we first met
You're the one that let go
I was the one to get left behind
You're the one that took my soul
I was the one that had a break down that night
You said nothing
And left me waiting
I needed you to say something
I silently pleaded for you to say anything
Maybe I thought it was a hollow threat
But I knew it was a damaging move you meant
If I only had one wish
I would ask to see you once again
And then I would beg for forgiveness
Just to try and undo all of my unjustified destruction
Every mistake made
All of the tears that were shed
Plead For ReleasePlead For Release3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Plead For Release
God, I hope I'm doing this right
I was never really one for praying
God, Please look at me in my eyes
I'm sorry, I'm just so sorry for everything
Even though I'm just another one of your creations
I wonder why I was born surrounded by destruction
I know nothing of your pity
But I still want to try and believe in thee
I crumble down to my knees
And I beg of you, please
Destroy every nightmare that I have ever slept
Break and shatter every mirror in existence
So I don't have to dream of what I've become to be
So I don't have to see what has finally become of me
God, I was never really one for confrontations
But this is where I have to draw the line in life
Because hearing the truth is like learning an important lesson
Just like when I was told that it's all okay, it's okay to cry
Because everything just seems to happen for a reason
But now I know nothing, nothing except grief
I just hope this life of pain is not an inheritance
Because I've become so
TwitterExcuse me sir!Twitter2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don’t believe we’ve met,
But may I have your attention please?
I’d like to inform you
That I’m about to bombard you
With useless pieces of information
Regarding my day
What I had for breakfast!
That I brushed my teeth
That I had a shit
What I watched on TV
And so on and so forth
I can see how interested you are
So here’s a picture of my lunch!
And my breakfast
And my dinner
And my ‘cheeky McDonalds’
Look at me! I’m a celebrity
Of the world wide web
It’ll be written on my epitaph
How I changed the world
And inspired people
With my shitty retyped tumblr posts
The 54 images of my dog
What was that sir? You don’t care?
Let me inform you that
I scored 100 points on Farmville!
I feel everyone should know!
It should be headline news!
Can’t you see?
I’m the face of the human race!
Isn’t that just great?
In The Darkness...In the DarknessIn The Darkness...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can see You...
As if You were beside me
and had never let me go...
Even when I close my eyes
at night, You are there...
But I know you are holding and
being held by someone else now...
And it kills me,
every single time...
The heart wrenching tears that I cry,
should at least blur my vision of You...
To deter or hide away,
Your haunting beauty...
But they do not and
I carry on suffering...
I cover my shuttered eye lids
with the palms of my hands...
As if to deny,
all possible light...
I grind the heals into them,
but I start seeing bright stars...
And alas, You're still here
torturing me sadistically...
I scream in anguish,
but no one dares care...
As if in silence, a pain
only I can bear...
Desperately, I take my sharpened quill
and plunge it into my eyes...
Leaving only bare sockets to remain,
on my pride-less blood stained face...
Now blind and truly in Darkness,
I find my mind continues to see You...
There's no escape, no relief
and I am Forever Yours.....
Frozen WhirlpoolFrozen Whirlpool3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Somewhere...in the ocean
There is a whirlpool...that is...frozen
I no longer had anything keeping me bound to this world
You were my love, you were my chain, and my heart was a link
And I couldn't bear the thought of never seeing your face anymore
So my knees gave, as I let my thoughts break, and I forced myself to sink
Somewhere...in the darkness
There is a soul...which became faithless
All those memories down the drain
I feel the bitterness of hope
While my tears rain
I cannot cope
Somewhere...in the depths
There is a spark...cradled by emptiness
My pain will always remain in time
As I never wanted to let you go
But I still got left behind
Only to dwell in remorse
Somewhere...along the path
Came a point...where I couldn't stand
I knew there would be no moving on
And there would be no going back
Because I can't stand the thought
Of potentially losing any of that
Somewhere...in my mind
There is a time...when I loved my
LadiesLadies3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ladies are suppose to dress
In flattering skirts
And non-revealing shirts.
Wear their makeup so neat,
A ring on their hand,
And heels on their feet.
To have good manners,
And to be polite,
But also to show great might.
Ladies are suppose to think before they speak;
Selecting only the best of words,
So a waste will not leak.
As should they have great wisdom,
And be caring and unique.
Beautiful as a crystal or as an exquisite antique.
Ladies deserve a gentleman,
As opposites do not attract.
One that completes her,
And takes her on the right track.
All women are suppose to be ladies;
To cherish life as they please,
But the select few is decreasing,
And the women who are ladies are soon none to be.
HUMANWe all have problems, it seems to beHUMAN3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
We all want something we cannot see
We all feel like we're failures on the inside
But outwardly you hide it like it's some surprise
We look at the cutters like their a mess
They don't know what they want so we all digress
But a problem is a problem whether big or small
And sometimes it's not even a problem at all
Like the child who is crying over a broken toy
Or the little baby laughing who is filled with joy
The mother who lost her very first child
To the teenager who's careless and runs around wild
The world we live in is a crazy disaster
And we are the ones who is its ringmaster
So to those who destroy is and fill it with hate
Damn them to hell along with their mistakes
To the gays and trans and all in between
To the ones hurting and crying with pleas
Love who you want and never be fake
Don't listen to haters for goodness sake
Don't be too hard on yourself, you'll make mistakes
You'll fall in love and have your heart break
You'll have bad habits
Silent FaithSilent Faith3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My trembling hands-
Don't want to come together
I refuse to feel weakness-
Oppress the confessor
I will defy the defeat-
Of my body and mind
And my tears will freeze-
So I...will never cry
I was always told
That I have to be strong
But a child can never grow
When reminded that every decision is wrong
I didn't need to know
That strength was everything
Otherwise I would have given up a long time ago
Because that is my childish instinct
Take back every single breath / Take back those moments I lived
Take back those nightmares I dreamt / Take back those days I wept
I can only take so much / I can choose to give up
I'm not the one who's being the judge / I'm not the one who's being the fraud
I once believed
That resolve was protection
But all forms of relief abandoned me
I crumble upon the footholds of absolution
Silent BoyThere once was a child,Silent Boy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who never spoke a word.
He never changed his face,
Never cried when he got hurt.
Those dearest to him stood away,
They didn't know what to do.
And since they treated him in silence,
Silence became the only thing he knew.
As the years passed and he grew
He still remained the same,
Never speaking to anyone
And for that, no one ever came.
He was always picked on,
Someone always had something to say;
Either 'you are dead inside',
Or 'your life is wasted away'.
Through all the insults, the words,
The bruises, and the pain,
He tolerated it all, turned away,
He remained silent, he never changed.
His life kept getting worse.
He was no longer shown love,
He was just another silent boy
Who only deserved another shove.
No one ever showed sympathy.
No one saw that he was torn.
No one ever saw him as a person.
To them, he wasn't even born.
But he did learn how to feel,
The dormant feelings finally awoke.
The agony he felt towards their words,
The pain from the hits and words
Nightmare: The Tragic LoverNightmare: The Tragic Lover3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nightmare: The Tragic Lover
In the silence
I can hear the lyrics
Of my mind's awareness
You're hidden from the world
Only to be known by me
My fate is foretold
You're the end that I wait to see
The remnants of rust consume
The taint covering my heart seeps through
I am dying from a cancer that was caused by you
All it took was a wound
From the kiss that would seal it soon
I just wish that I could take you down too
From something so blissful / Bore a mask of deceit
I remain so resentful / I don't know what to believe
A being that could damage / A feeling that could heal
You pushed me over the edge / You made me wish it was real
I find myself pathetic
That you were just an anesthetic
I used you until you fulfilled your purpose
Now I don't know who the real monster is
What have we really become of this?
One whose heartless and the other is painless
These dark mirrors
Are the protective barriers
Of the true lies of one another
You were my angelic desire
A hope that I h
These Words Aren't PrettyThese Words Aren't Pretty:These Words Aren't Pretty3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My verses are ugly and I admit to the fact
I can't use pretty language when I'm working with rap
Because the things that I write, are just the things that I feel
I ain't an Edgar Allan Poe or a Danielle Steel
And I'll be honest with you, I've got an envy inside
Because some poets got a flow that's as smooth as the tide
I read some stuff that they write, it's just so dope I ignite
Burning shame and my anger at the beautiful sight
And like birds of a feather, they're flocking together
These poets are the Gods and I'm nailed by the weather
But as the rain pours down, lightning resound;
I try to write pretty words but my lips remain bound
So deeply silenced by fear - the darkness I hear,
Afraid to be unloved by the ones I hold dear
I've hit the limit of time; my lyrical crime
These words that I've lived are just turning to grime.
So I wish I had their talent; just a sliver of that
If their skill was a mountain then I've broken my back
It's like t
In Between DreamsIn Between Dreams3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In Between Dreams
A fragment of a second
Just one slight glance
You're the only person
That puts me in a trance
I feel so close to you
But I am so far away
If only you knew
I felt this way
To fully express this feeling
It's like raw torture at heart
Because you live on without knowing
And it makes me desire you even more
A solace night of dreaming
I thought I never would have it
This longing luxury of sleeping
It's what I've always wanted
I thought it was too much to ask for
A sense of rest and relief
I feel as if it's more than I deserve
It's been so long since I had this nightmaric disease
I wish you could know
Of the peace that you bring me
It's something I never had before
I'd give anything to always have this serenity
Never again do I wish to awake
I can't let this placebo end
It's for my own sake
I can only pretend
When I see your face
Memories from the MoonlightMemories from the Moonlight3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
--------Memories from the Moonlight---------
☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ❤ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽
Dancing underneath the moon,
Its shining touch,
Remembrance of life and love,
All to be forgotten,
In the blink of an eye,
as long as the wind whispers on my back,
The howls of the night whispering softly in my ear,
The memories of time gently fading,
The black and white photo dusty and broken,
Slowly aging as time trickles by,
How many minutes go by?
How many seconds have left the serenity?
Will everything be forgotten?
Only Time may tell...
Will hearts still be true?
And the wind still guiding me?
As one sits...
As one waits...
As one dances underneath the moon...
In hopes to find its lost memories of time.
Immortal HeartHe serves overseas,Immortal Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
His name on her tongue
And safety on her mind
Wherever she goes.
She thinks of him daily
And scribbles short poems
He will never be able to read-
War is a terrible thing.
She thinks of silly rhymes,
Her lonely heart spilling
On weathered pages to express
A love she has never before known.
She tries to force herself
To send them all, surely
A package he would be surprised
And glad to receive.
She stores them in her attic
For the day he returns home;
She thinks maybe then
She can find the will to show
Him what she has been doing
Besides counting the slow days
Until his scheduled return.
She knows the risks of war,
Her mind never easy before
She goes to bed-she dreams
Of fear and worry and heartache.
She prays for him every day,
Wondering if he prays for her,
Sheltered in her large house
Surrounded by a white fence.
Too many months then years too late,
She climbs up the creaking steps
Of the attic every morning when
She wakes and shuffles through
Them all, each a speci
Do Not Call Yourselves ChristiansWhen we look at gay marriage, we cringe in disgust,Do Not Call Yourselves Christians1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
the Bible has taught us that it's wrong...that it's a sin.
And if it truly is a sin, like we believe,
than why do we treat same sex-couples so...horrendously ?
We often say “hate the sin, love the sinner”,
but I think we go about the wrong way of doing that.
The bible tells us to love our enemies, but I think
we tend to disregard the fact.
If you steal from me, and I steal from you, then we're both sinners,
but we forgive and forget, and transform into winners.
Why can't we do the same for the man who marries his husband,
or the woman who ends the life of her unborn child?
We often say, “Hate the sin, and love the sinner”
But I think what you mean is, “Hate the sin, and hate the sinner.”
But according to your logic, we should be hating one another.
When did the bible become a pick-and-chose deal?
You say the Old Testament, but Jesus came and changed,
what that was about, and retaught us how to behav
City Night LightsI think it was the city lights andCity Night Lights3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the sound of speed
It was the buzzing traffic circles
and your sparkling azure eyes
It was all the shiny boutiques, little smoky cafés
and the spider web of narrow streets and secret short cuts
And it was you, my self-proclaimed guide, with your
hands in washed-out jeans pockets, wry smile
It was the scent of rotten pizza and
temptingly sweet but wickedly expensive candy,
the scent of white roses and too many cigarettes
It was the fluttering sound of cold-blooded thieving pigeons,
our roller-coaster screaming choir and your half-drunken
whispered lover´s oaths, 4 o´clock in the morning
It was the deafening disco beat, the sweat, the dance,
the rhythmic heartbeats of thousands of people around us,
it was the muggy air and your body, shaking with ecstasy
We smoked everything we could get hold of and believed
that reality was actually made of all these pretty colours
We were young and breathed the hot air of the roads
and the constant long
Missing youMissing youMissing you10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm sitting here now
An missing you.
Its a pain,
A constant longing
That never goes away.
I lie in bed at night
Wishing you were here
To hold me tight.
I feel so empty
I feel so alone
I only want to be in your arms.
I wish i could see you
If only for 5 minutes,
I long to hear your voice.
I want you here,
I need you here
Now and forever.
But instead I am left alone
Trapped in this hole
And missing you...
Sounds of HeartbreakHave you ever heardSounds of Heartbreak6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A heart break?
Itll send shivers
Up and then back
Down your spine,
Every heart is different,
But the pain
All sounds the same,
Whether its a loud
A shout or a sob
With tears flowing
Freely down the
Cheeks or through
The hands covering
The gaping mouth,
Or if its as quiet as
Through a sheet
Of construction paper
With a single tear
Hanging on the
Tip of the chin
Waiting to be joined
By others that
Will come later
If youve never
Heard a heart break,
I would caution
You to be careful,
Nothing in the world
Hurts, more that hearing
Your own heart break
Sweet Bliss Chapter 2Sweet Bliss Chapter 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She grabbed her some skinny jeans t-shirts underwear bras and socks and shove them all in a bag then she pulled out her Iphone and called her top contact Andy. she walked into her bathroom and packed her makeup and straighter in another bag.
'Hey Ayla what's up?' he asked once he answered.
"Well she's kicking me out and I knew she would so can you guys come get me?" she asked packing her tooth brush up.
'Yeah no prob be there in 20 min?' he asked.
"Yeah that will be fine. see you then." she smiled and hung up.
She walked back to her room and grabbed her laptop and put it in its case grabbed its cord and the mouse and mouse pad she grabbed her ten fav cds and put them in the laptop case and grabbed her phone charger her belly button piercing she put them in her bag an then she grabbed her journal then she put it in her bag. she grabbed a couple of pictures her friends drew her and put them in the bag and the last thing she grabbed was a picture of her grandpa and put it her bag. Her pho
2p Canada x reader. Werewolf? Part 22p Canada x reader. Werewolf? Part 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You explained to Matthew that you were a werewolf hunter and that Jake was basically your partner in crime.
Now you were in bed with Matthews arms around you waist....how did i get into this mess?
"So...im kinda amazed you haven't pumped his ass full of lead yet." Matthew whispered into your ear.
"Why does it matter to you?"
"Well 1 he's a wolf 2 he's a possessive asshole and 3 he's a dick."
"Okay just because i am sharing my bed with you now does not mean i am going to fall for you. So shut your trap, let go of me and let me fricken sleep!"
"Well thats not my fault since Mr. Princess down stairs took my room and his lackeys took what ever room was left in your house. Those fat asses even took the couch!"
yes thats right, Jake was worried about your safety so basically he declared himself your new roommate. So now Not only was Matthew quarantined to your house due to circumstances, but you also had a house full of wild horny wolf men watching your every move . Shit.
You turned around i