Rebirth -Ch 3-Rebirth -Ch 3-3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When the trio finally arrived in Hawaii, it was nighttime. The beach that Russel had brought them to was, fortunately, empty. Noodle and 2D gathered their things and climbed onto Russel's hand, which he lowered to the soft beach sand. Then Russel dragged himself onto the sand for the first time since jumping off that dock to find Noodle.
Noodle hypothesized that Russel would shrink back down to his normal size if he stayed out of the water and stopped eating the questionable sea life within it. She sent 2D to one of the nearby beachside hotels to get a room for himself and order as much food as he could from the room service there. He had access to one of Murdoc's rum-buying bank accounts and 2D was more than happy to spend the old codger's money while he wasn't around. Russel would have plenty of food, and hopefully his exponential growth would be reversed.
Noodle planned to stay with Russel on the beach all night, but he would not let her.
"Babygirl, I'll be fine out here on my own.
i'm injecting this love song.dear ribs,i'm injecting this love song.5 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
thank you for protecting what i hold most precious. thank you for blocking the bigger blows, absorbing the momentum with a shock and a shudder. i know it isn't easy to stand guard, but i breathe easy knowing you're there to shield me. maybe someday i'll unlock you at the clavicle and open you up, but for now: stay strong.
thank you for never complaining when i shove you into all my messes. thank you for working through the worst of the damage, straightening up my mistakes with surgical precision. i know it's hard working solo but i have such confidence in you. maybe someday we'll find someone that'll fill up your empty spaces, but for now: keep the faith.
thank you for being there when i'm carving apologies between your vertebrae. thank you for stiffening when i want nothing more than to melt to the ground. i know you'd rather go limp instead of working all the time, but when i can't trust myself, i'm leaning on you. maybe someday we'll find som
Doctor Who PoemI am a fanDoctor Who Poem1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Of the show "Doctor Who".
So yes fellow Whovians,
I'm talking to you.
We all love the Doctor,
And I know how you feel.
We try will all our might,
To believe that it's real.
We can follow the script,
And quote from the show.
We cry when he says
"I don't want to go."
We gasp at the shocks,
We bawl at goodbyes.
We sigh at the kisses,
We giggle at he "HI!"'s.
He travels in his TARDIS,
Through all of time and space.
And if I know the Doctor,
He can't ever stay in one single place.
He's a madman with a box,
And an ever changing face.
And as most of you know,
A new one took 11's place.
It's now number 12,
Different from the start.
But he will always be the doctor,
Deep down in both hearts.
So come along Ponds!
And never forget,
We are all stories in the end.
Please hate me.I am black paint on white canvas,Please hate me.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
a hasty smear that ruins the otherwise perfect picture,
the hole in the tapestry in the womans smile,
the lighting struck tree, burnt out for millenia.
I am the rain on your window, clouding the sky,
turning your sunlight grey and your mood dark,
the childhood diary filled with tear stains,
the broken lock, useless and rusty.
I am the crooked smile on your friends face,
a niggling feel that not everythings quite as it should be,
the drifting sadness of a forgotten dream,
the envelope containing the suicide note.
I am the darkness in the corner of your room,
mouldering and distorted as I curl up tighter,
the night time enveloping the beautiful sunset,
the knife that draws the blood from your wrists.
I am everything you hate, your every fear,
your broken heart and shattered dreams,
I am the broken toys that you shoved under your bed,
and the love letter left under a pile of books.
I am inescapable, unrelenting, as dangerous and unpredictable
as a tsunami
Time MachinePeople always dream about being able to go back in time,Time Machine5 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
but what they don't realize is that they can.
Every time you read a story, listen to a record,
or watch an old film, you're time traveling.
So go ahead, pick up a book, listen to a classic tune,
watch a movie, and discover your time machine.
tiredim just so tiredtired1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
tired of being laughed at
tired of being bitched at behind my back
tired of being beaten
tired of feeling this pain
tired of feeling sad
tired of feeling hated
tired of feeling im never good enough
tired of living a lie
tired of living in general
im just so tired....
SirAh, the wistful echoes of your transient wordsSir2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I want to drown them in the clatter
Of a shutting window and a noisy train
And the sound of drumming rain
When I was sitting amongst the flowers
Singing an old, Chinese folk song
I thought my melody would vanish in the squalor
Yet I did not know you would come to me
Until I looked, your calm eyes turned away
Sometimes since, I’d find you alone
Throwing pieces of bread at the pigeons
I’d take you to the flower patch
And together we would talk
Of the things that pleased us
Things that annoyed, things of ourselves
Sharing humorous laughter in foolish moments
And tears for each other’s petty worries
One day, you let slip to me
That you were here to escape a wretched past
I fingered your large hand on the soil and said
“Don’t worry, I’ll always be by your side.”
We interlock our fingers while amongst the flowers
But I didn’t notice the rustle of crinkled leaves
Nor your forlorn expression as we he
If I Die Astride a HorseIf I die astride a horseIf I Die Astride a Horse1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I pray thee, do not change his course
Let me fall where e’er I may
And there, I pray thee, let me lay
Let the fall leaves cover me o’er
Let flesh become what was before
It be not a wretched thing
Among my bones a garden springs
My spirit flies to heav’n now
To meet my Lord amongst the clouds
The Red String of Fate"The gods tie an invisible red string around the ankles of those that are destined to meet each other... the two people connected by the red thread are destined lovers, regardless of time, place, or circumstances... this magical cord may stretch or tangle, but never break"The Red String of Fate2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Athena had once read about it somewhere, she was sure, but she hadn't believed it at the time.
It sounded ridiculous, almost, but now quite, improbable. Nothing more than a myth, surely. A Chinese Legend.
But by the time one of her daughters, Annabeth, had turned twelve, Athena had began to notice some feeble, wispy tendrils of weak, red mist around one of her ankles. Athena had discarded it off as a trick of the light: maybe Helios or Apollo were messing with her again.
It was not until a few weeks later when that son of Poseidon arrived at Camp that she had seen a much similar thing on the boy's right ankle.
As the years passed, Athena had watched them with curiosity. The red thing was not m
My little pony: La esencia del Honor E 01 C 01 MLP La esencia del HonorMy little pony: La esencia del Honor E 01 C 012 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Episodio 1: No están Solos
Capítulo 1: El extranjero
Bajo los cálidos rayos del Sol, bajo las hermosas noches donde la Luna está en su máximo esplendor, bajo la eterna mirada de las imponentes montañas, bajo la sombra de los arboles que han sido testigos de muchas cosas; el reino mágico de Equestr
We Were SoldiersYou'll never hear me say that there's glory in war.We Were Soldiers1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is ugly, it is painful, it is frightening...
But I know, in my heart;
Deep within this soul born of freedom.
That what I do, at times, is a necessity.
It is nerve-wracking, most days,
Knowing that when you wake up you may not make it home.
But still I am proud,
Because of what I have managed to achieve.
And tonight; I hope that you're proud of me,
Because I'm sending a hundred of my boys home.
I just wish that I was joining them this time...
Your Little DollControl my every moveYour Little Doll2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
my rise and my fall
everything at your command
like I was your little doll.
I have no choice
what else was I to do?
you say that you love me
so I'll believe that it's true.
Who knows what real love is?
maybe this is wrong
can't even control my own breath anymore
can only sing your song.
You tell me I must follow
what would happen if I don't?
"that's not an option" you say
with your hand around my throat.
I must get out of this god forsaken place
how did this go so far?
we were in love, we had it all
now there's shackles around my heart.
I'll run as fast as I can
finally out of your arms
bruised mind, scarred heart
but away from further harm.
Use to control my every move
my rise and my fall
no longer at your command
never again your little doll..
BrokenGo ahead and drive the blade into my heart,Broken2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
go ahead and twist,
past the chipped paint,
past the dents and battle scars,
is my beating heart,
drive the blade in,
watch me fall,
better to be dead then to be broken,
am i just a toy to you too,
am i just a puppet to your strings,
when will i ever mean something,
when will i ever be good enough,
after all no one wants a broken toy
Nana and Pa's HousePast the mailbox and up the hill,Nana and Pa's House1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the driveway and through the door,
We bring our belongings inside like immigrants
Tired from our long trip.
Welcome arms that have waited all day
Help do so with great care
As we pile ourselves in
Past the cheesy knickknacks,
Past the staring owls,
Past the faded strawberries,
Until we’ve reached the angels and bells
That watch over us as we sleep.
In the morning, we will be joined
With family and friends
That we’d seen so long ago.
The growing children wander around
And tinker with the cheesy knickknacks
And the staring owls,
But don’t touch the faded strawberries,
Or the angels and bells
That sit on the shelves
As each day goes on.
ScarletScarlet2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Red hot ball of fire, burning in the skies.
So bright it could burn your eyes!
Embedded on the façade of a sapphire visage,
From it, tiny turquoise dwarves scattered out large.
Secretive, submissive yet, sacred.
Falling, a fountain of golden threads, beaded.
Enlightening everything in its way,
Pearls shining as bright as day.
Scintillating at the touch of his,
Lotus blooming, a dark pink kiss.
From clouds to the horizon, when he sets down,
An embodiment of beauty, wearing warmth as a silk gown.
Lovers, friends and children call it the hour of joy,
Only if the grey soul could lift her head,
She could glance at the beautiful sky painted in .
What Would I Do?What would I do?What Would I Do?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Without you there to guide me every time
I fall through the floor and end up lost in places no one’s been before
Myself in a state
I do not recognise
There is always
A floor falling apart under my feet
I’ll always need someone when I must finally admit defeat
There is nothing you can’t do for me
Love IsLove is a rose,Love Is7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Beautiful & pure
Pluck its soft petals, & there'll be nothing left
Love is the sky,
Limitless & encompassing
It knows no boundaries & covers the whole world
Love is a tree,
Mighty & firm
If it's on solid ground, it can never fall
Love is a sea,
Deep & wide
There is no end to its profound depths
Love is a river,
Convoluted, but perpetual
It will have many bends, but will never stop flowing
Love is a butterfly,
Untethered & free
No one can stop it from fluorishing happily
Love is a fire,
Raging, but warm
If given proper care, it will bring comfort, not harm
Love is a rainbow,
Exquisite & bright
It shares many colors that blend together well
Love is a diamond,
Radiant & unbreakable
No one can destroy its dazzling beauty
Love is a shadow,
Constant & steadfast
Wherever you go, it will always be with you
Love is a tornado,
Powerful & captivating
It sweeps you up & takes you on a breathtaking ride
Love is a fruit,
Tender & sweet
Its taste is wonderful, & its seeds can blossom
Lonely GirlThat lonely girl over there is a misfit.Lonely Girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She cannot do anything without
Making a mistake.
Everyone thinks she's trash
To be thrown away and
Be forgotten like trash.
Always lonely, always lonely.
Why doesn't anyone help her
from her darkness?
"I'm fine," a lie through
No one asks her how
She feels at all.
Just alone, just alone.
There's nowhere she can
Go at all to be safe.
There's nothing she can
Do to be praised for at all.
Why can't she be saved at all?
Forever alone, forever alone.
"Can I please speak no--?"
Shut up stupid girl,
Shut up stupid girl.
You're not even worth listening to!
"Why are you living?"
"Is your life worth it?"
There's nothing I can do
Without a cruel remark of my life.
Forever alone, the misfit girl is.
There's nothing she can be seen
In a good light.
Why does everyone ignore and
Continue to hurt her?
"I'm just fine," is a
Lie through clenched teeth.
Nobody praises her for anything.
Why doesn't anyone help her
To stop her crying?
Will someone ple
Though the looking glassHave you ever thought looking though the mirror?Though the looking glass2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Through the looking, glass and seeing
Something clearer, to see reflection appearing in your face
Then to think is there more, than just this face
Then to step into the looking glass, into a world full of mystery
Over the other side, to see dancing lights
Things that are unusual, things are strange
But hey it time to see things in a different way
Than my old side of the mirror, full of people you love but
Which side will you pick?
In this new place you can be whatever you want to be
To think about the world, were you used to be?
And you start to think you need to go back
But trapped, and find yourself falling down the rabbits borrow
Just as you’re about to hit the ground,
Wake up and you see that you’re back in your bed safe
And sound, surrounded by a bunny and a story book
It was just a dream
Persona 3: Ryoji and Minako"If you love me, let me go Run away before I know. My heart is just too dark to care. I can't destroy what isn't there." He had no way of explaining any of this to her to make her understand that this was what had to happen. It had to. "Deliver me into my fate If I'm alone, I cannot hate." He was controlling himself better than he ever thought. "PLEASE!"Persona 3: Ryoji and Minako4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was like pleading with a brick wall. He didn't understand why it was so hard for them to do what needed to be done. The end was coming and nothing they could do would stop it. There was a flare of anger in him at her stubbornness. Fists clenched at Ryoji's sides and he tightened his jaw in frustration.
"We can't kill you. I'm sorry."
She was sorry?
No one ever told him that human emotions would be so hard to handle. No one told him a lot of things when it came to having this form. He got mad so easily that his aura flashed and then settled again. He turned his pale, icy eyes to the girl bef
25.2.13 - fragments220.127.116.11 - fragments2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you are hypnosis,
i am your side effect
you, the ash
i, the flame
you are the storm,
and i am
i am everything
you have made me
i can count the kisses
planted on collarbones
and hip bones between
on two hands
the poems written
for other boys
on one -
but i will always find myself
looking for you in their eyes
because i don't know
how to love
when i'm not loving you
sometimes i close my eyes,
go back to that night -
washed in blue, i watched you
held your shaking hand to my chest
as you unfurled, a flower with broken petals
under moonlight, drunk
dizzy and in love
teaching each other what we were
between bitten lips and shy smiles
but i realise you probably don't remember
the world mimics us
in this blur
that we have become
holds onto my hand
when you cannot
drowned in the apathy
of a ruined peak
will live for a while
in the flash of a camera
that stained your eyes red -
i don't know what i'll do with that photo
Friday InterventionYou caught me by the hipFriday Intervention1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the pulchritude of that moment
Is splayed across my cartilage,
Held together at the nape of my neck
By tremulous lips
And the arabesque of intimacy
ripples across the webbing
of blue divots
parading as bruises
with their nagging expostulations.
press your thumb against them again
and elicit yet another poem
in the shape of my mouth
capacious and unrehearsed
before you leave
before you leave...
"You wear those emotions like a cheap, suede coat," the Toilet Bowl