SE: Kishin say what? --- Chapter 1SE: Kishin say what? --- Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You haven't even finished the soul structure project?"
"Nope....I guess I need to finish then..."
"Well yeah, It's due tomorrow."
Kid and Soul were talking in the boy's locker room, getting ready for their class.
Kid was started to open his locker, when a bunch of letters started to fall out.
It had been a few days since Kid went back to the D.W.M.A, After the was cured from Death's Curse.
"Sheesh..." He started to pick them up, and Soul went over to help him.
"What are these?" He asked.
"Love letters...I've been getting them all week."
Soul noticed that some of them were 'Get well' cards, too.
"There almost twenty of them...Damn...I gotta read all of these?"
Soul kinda laughed, being jealous at the same time.
Kid put the letters back in his locker, more organized.
Kid turned around and tilted his head.
"What is it?"
"I challenge you!" It was Black*Star.
"You know classes are about to start, right?"
There was a long pause.
"Gotta go, bye!" Black*Star left in a hurry.
Kid got hi
Paper inked with loveI used to write so many thingsPaper inked with love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I used to smile, I used to sing
I used to be so very happy
I used to be
And then you trapped me
The piece of paper
On the table
A little story
Of a traitor
On the purest heart
To lie about
I was the paper
You were the words
You violate me
So I got lost
I am the memory
You are the ghost
I won't be treasuring
You inked the paper
You inked my soul
It won't get better
It won't let go
They will retell this story
The piece of paper gonna burn to ash
And we will shine in endless glory
But it will never heal this painful gash
Vision of PainIt started with a look, a hug, a kiss, a dateVision of Pain1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And ended with pain, lust, secrets, and hate
How it came to this I don't know
Gone to far it's the end although
They do say when there's a will there's a way
But still she continues to painfully say nay
Will she return to the one who loves her most
Or try to find happiness within another host
I know she wont but that's just me
Left alone to drown in my sea of misery
It is time to change and stray
Or admit defeat and forever be away
Will I get to see how this ends
Or perhaps through another lens
It's far too hard to believe
That my chest still bears to heave
My heart barely throbs
And my eyes still sob
Crying for another day
But to find yet another way
I can see my past
Still wishing for it to last
It has barely been done
Although we have only just begun
The world will go on
As we live like a pawn
One day we will fall
That is that and that is all
WK - March 2011
Youve Watched to Much FriendsYou know you've watched too much F.R.I.E.N.D.S when...Youve Watched to Much Friends7 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. You start saying Ohh Myy God!
2. You constantly give out funny sarcastic comments
3. You have/want a pet monkey
4.You get married at least 3 times
5. You start cleaning all the time
6. You want to be a massage therapist
7. You can quote any character on command
8. You can have someone quote a character, and you can name the character, and
episode it's from
9. You start a career as an actor
10. And are not a very good actor
11. You take Joey's advice on acting (That he gave his students when he taught an acting class)
12. You hit on every hot guy/girl in a coffeehouse
13. You and your friends hang out at a coffeehouse all the time
14. You start smoking and use humor as a defence mechanism
15. You get a pet chick and duck
16. You want to add a goose to your collection of poultry
17. If you pretend you use to be fat (or you actually were)
18. You pretend to not know what one of your friend's job is
19. You have a group of 6 friends
FriendsFriendship may not last foreverFriends3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But at least you had it
Friends may hurt you
But who won't
Friends may not always be there
But were you always there
Friends may not like everything you do
But everyone has an opinion
Friends may lie
But you do too
Friends might get mad
But you probably did something bad
Friends are people
Friends are people
That respects you
Friends are people
Friends are people
Who know the real you
A Walk"I want to take a walk and write something"A Walk2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
thought I this night. But what to say? Nothing worthy in sight.
I feel a drive to spill ink on paper, but no words heed the Shaper.
I could write about my dad who believes if I died yesterday
I would be rotting in Hell's fiery pits today!
But I don't need his fallacious religion to know that my life has meaning.
I could talk about my friend who recently joined the army,
although it is nothing, a spit in the sea compared to the American death machine.
I could think about how I was medicated;
drugged half my life for a problem I was later told most people grow out of.
I could sing of my sister whom I love and hate so much -
love because she is my baby sister,
hate because she treats us like shit smeared over the floor.
But none of these things interest me,
now that I have returned from my walk.
AnxietiesHands over ears, screams hide the tearsAnxieties2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like monsters, they stand around, eerie and cruel
Grotesque and uncontrolled
They drive me to the point of collapse
So I do.
I’m the ground
I shake and tremble and tear everything down
I am the ground
I don’t understand how anyone stays around me
When I’m like this
I’m like a stone
Rolling out of control
Loud and predictable, we all know where I’m going
Down, as sure as water, I will fall
And as a boulder, I will tear down everything in my path
You killed it all.You clapped with my heart in your hands.You killed it all.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You ran with my soul in your shoe.
You slept with my future under your mattress.
You killed it all.
© Rocio Belinda Mendez
I am...Pain. My pain gave me something to write on;I am...2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
it was my muse, my escape, my release.
But I no longer hurt. The pain is gone.
Now, along with the pain, writing should cease.
Lost. Lost is my talent, my art, my tears.
I gave up my skill to return my soul.
My heart surges with joy, but my hand smears
the page with words comparable to coarse coal.
New. I must rediscover myself, tap
into my new source of inspiration.
I've been reborn. My life has gone from crap
to bliss. Now?... Miss my writing's perspiration...
T'will take time; I'll find my rhyme and produce
works of awe. How? That I'll have to deduce...
War and MeI hate you because you were born different.War and Me1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I shun you because you disagree.
I fear you because I do not know you.
I hurt you because I know nothing else.
Miss you this christmasI cried when you passed away.Miss you this christmas2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I still cry today.
Although I loved you dearly,
I could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands at rest.
God broke my heart to prove to me
He only takes the best.
First AttemptFirst Attempt2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was born from a laugh.
It was a pretty powerful laugh, a jolly one. That's how I was made. The baby's first laugh (always something powerful. Usually fairies are born from them) was not from just any baby.
The Man in the moon had smiled down at him as he was born. His parents had dubbed him Nicholas, but around friends he was known as North.
Yep, I was made from North's first laugh. Enough said?
I should stop chattering. I tend to do that a lot since I'm made of......well, joy! Hi, my name's Joyce. I'm the guardian of joy. Laughter, happiness, whatever you want to call it!
I am present at every holiday, every celebration. Y'know those moments when the bride stuffs cake into the groom's face and everyone laughs? Yeah, I was there.
Or the times when you're at a surprise birthday party and suddenly the lights go on as the person walks into the room full of friends screaming "SURPRISE!"? I helped that.
No holiday is right without me. During winter I sort of 'evolve' and become what you c
Why, Justin Timberlake? Why??So one day, sexy was pretty much sick of getting hit on all the time by all these ugly peopleWhy, Justin Timberlake? Why??8 years ago in Humor More Like This
so sexy ran away
Immediately, (he? she? it?) was missed.
People [the media n celebrities, mostly] spent MONTHS looking for sexy.
Noone could find sexy ANYWHERE!
Television was shut down 'cause noone was attractive anymore
Literacy actually went up, because people were no longer distracted by sexy and and actually began to focus on their studies.
Huge advancements were made in the fields of science and literature; it was the dawning of a golden age.
But then, that moron ex-boy band frontman Justin Timberlake had to go out and find sexy, and bring it back.
Of course, immediately people became distracted again
they had grown accustomed to a world without sexy, and so when it was brought back out of hiding it, unlike Saddam Hussein, had only become more attractive in the eyes of the world.
Literacy declined, test scores dropped, and TV once again stole the hearts and minds of the world.
RageI sometimes dream,Rage1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I dream of being a gentler soul.
I often wish to love.
To spread peace as monk,
Or spread love as a priest.
But my soul can not be calmed,
Anger still burns within me.
Anger for what has been done,
Anger for what will be done.
I know only wrath.
To strike out in retribution,
To rage like a beast.
I sometimes dream,
I dream of being a gentler soul.
Will I ever find peace?
JoyceHaving kicked the man in the balls and relieved him of his belongings, Joyce wasn't quite sure what to do next. She could run, but he might come after her the next minute. If she tied him up here, in the middle of nowhere, he might be eaten by wolves; or starve to death. Besides, she didn't have any rope. She could kill him... perhaps. The thought left a bitter taste in her mouth.Joyce2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
'What am I to do with you?' she sighed.
'Well,' he groaned while giving her a look that sent shivers down her spine, 'You can run, but that won't help you, cause I will find you! So you just wait another few minutes until I get back up again - and I mean úp- and then, I'll do you like there's no tomorrow! Which, by the way, for you there won't be!'
Well, that sure narrows down my options, she figured as she bent over and closed her trembling fingers around a good, fist-sized rock...
It wasn't much later when the road took her out of the forest and into the farmland. When she spotted the little v
Blue RoseThis feeling...Blue Rose2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How to describe something that makes all else so fleeting?
A seed took root in the deepest fibers of my being,
and now has bloomed, sealing my fate; doomed.
Tis the kind of infatuation that leaves you lying awake at night;
your thoughts consumed by memories
of someone you feverishly wish you knew.
The sleepless nights transition into wakeless days
where you are little more than a shell,
dreaming of someone so close - and yet so far.
Tis the kind of thoughts that leave you questioning
how you will hold on to your sanity,
or indeed, whether you have already lost it. Are you
crazily insane or insanely crazy?
For all the comfort this feeling brings, its torturous
effect must surely be tenfold.
FATFAT10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So used to eating whatever the hell you want,
Shoving a thousand cookies down your throat
and not a single one makes a difference.
You eat and eat and never have to worry about your butt
Or your thighs
Or your face
Or your stomache
Loaves of bread and cheese and deserts all just for you
And you eat it all happily
It comes in like a tornado and
Stays for a good, long while.
Soon, those cookies give you acne
And those hot foods make you sweat,
Smells and delights now make you sick and you hurt
Oh, how much you love the food,
And the habit you made breaks you,
But all you can do is eat
The music is gone.I remember emotionThe music is gone.1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Like the deaf recall a tune.
I still have the notion,
But even that will be gone soon.
The songs are muffled at first,
But the notes remain.
I can still be immersed
In musical joy and pain.
But like a copy of a copy of a copy,
Notes are lost and misplaced,
The whole thing gets sloppy,
A masterpiece defaced.
Finally, the end of the blaze
The last notes die in a frost
Leaving the profound malaise
That something beautiful was lost.
Dead is the feeling I once had.
Left in a mute concert hall,
I wonder how it can hurt so bad,
To feel nothing at all.
Dear fucked society,Dear fucked up society,Dear fucked society,2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why do you take our rights?
Our human rights?
To who we love?
To who we are.. To our image?
You force images down our throat;
Images of airbrushed, false looking
people. You want people to look
more skinny and cause anorexia,
More along the hidden line that
you dig under the ground like
a dead forgotten body yet always there
You show us that its not right to be gay,
lesbian, bi-sexual or transgendered..
And then wonder why the suicide rate is
so fucking high. You cause the nightmares
and terrors of our family not accepting us
In Which Middle School is HellI can still remember with perfect clarity the day in eighth grade when a boy walked up to me at my locker and said, “Hey cutie.” I was sweaty, having just come from gym class, and I was only at my locker to buy some time before I had to go to math class where the teacher hated me and the numbers didn’t make any sense. But there was a boy standing next to me and he called me cute and I had no idea what to say. But I didn’t have to say anything, because the girl he was with just laughed, a cut off cackle into the oversized purse she was fishing through. I turned back to my locker, not saying a word because I was out of my depth and trying to ignore the world.In Which Middle School is Hell2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Either ignorant to the fact that I was still within earshot or apathetic about the whole situation, the girl pressed the boy for answers. “Why would you say that?”
“Fat chicks need love too.” The words were mocking, insincere, and they burned through my body like a poison. I did
At the Turn of the YearAt the Turn of the Year5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
sunda sora aoi mizuumi fukami keri
the blue lake.
hi kara hi e soutairon no toshi owaru
day after day about the theory of Relativity,
a year approaches its end.
basu tei ya dondon mawaｒu udedokei
the bus stop-
wrist watch whirls in a haste
ningyou no tsuya wo kabuseru hokori kana
covering the gloss on the doll-
obscuring the glory of a puppet-
soujiki de hokori mo neko mo kake ni keri
the vacuum cleaner-
chased away the dust
the drifterthe drifter11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
i tried to tell you that Marley was a ghost,
but you wanted to walk with wings
across gleaming midnight.
How marvelous, this stone stands
sturdy and musty; this glorious church holding up a ticking sun
that slowly cracks the trippy stained glass.
you drilled way below the church stone,
and found dried palm leaves and old joints
like clues to the map of an exceptional life.
I love this torrential literature,
I love a racing heart.
i cannot sleep, i keep dreaming,
ezekiel's visions leave me breathless.
Take it up with the Big Man.
Surely the cannabis creator
must exude a presence that lingers on synapses.
i've lost my ability to fly.
a tender sky with reddening clouds,
the sights of death give birth to no life.
Well, I'm l
Assassin Jennifer Amore` BioAssassin Jennifer Amore` Bio2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Full name~ Jennifer Amore`
Birthday~ October 7, 1430
Age now~ 16
Family~ A mother and father. 2 sisters and a brother.
Hometown~ Rome, Italy
Type of movement~ VERY aerobic and flexible.
Weapon~ Duel blade, Bow and arrows, Duel rifle.
Hidden talent~ Can balance on a tall rock standing on one hand, and attack from there.
Colors~ Black, brown, gold, and purple
Favorite symbol~ Skull and crossbones
Main enemy~ Templars
Jennifer Amore` is a very lean, sexy, and tall beauty. She was born to a quite rich family.
Her and her twin sister, Isabella, have been practicing to be an assassin for years so they can protect their family from Templars. Unfortunately, their mother and father had been caught by the Templars, and they burnt their house down. Leaving the couple inside to parish in the flames. Now Jennifer and Isabella must protect their other siblings from the Templars by killing them all, one by one.