Little childI stand in a field, as a child,Little child1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A simple flower, i hold in my palm,
A symbol of how easily something can be crushed or blown away,
Nurture this beauty and sigh away my pains,
A lotus, the soul of my love,
I hold in my hand.
As i contemplated these thoughts,
A Angel made itself known, walking in, with no halo or holy father,
Suddenly i felt insecure and stupid,
A boy in love with a flower.
It approached me and took my hands in its palms gently,
An angel maybe but a woman i was sure,
She possessed soft hands like small pieces of stroking silk,
Encasing my hands so they formed like fists.
A panic, i fell into fear as i began to crush my love, my flower,
Anxiety and pain, my heart began to cry and so did i,
She smiled and opened my hands palm up to show me,
The flower was still there and as perfect as uncrushed.
I awoke from this dream, a man,
I realized the flower was my love and my hands the rest of the world,
The hands are unable to crush what i love,
Love is something more, something u
I am... I can get in your head without thinking.I am...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can make you cry without shedding a tear.
I will make you scream in horror, but I have no fear.
I can make you run without even moving.
I am the master while you are only the student.
I am the royalty on the throne while you bow down.
I am still deadly, without a heart.
I am the darkness that surrounds you, light.
I am lifeless, while you are lively.
I feed off of the anger and sorrow that escapes your grasp.
I am the one hiding in the night.
The shadows that follow you.
Day Three: Robin's Girl AdviceDay Three: CrushDay Three: Robin's Girl Advice3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Title: Robin's Girl Advice
"YOU WENT TO KALDUR?!"
The speedster's voice echoed through the cave, causing Artemis to miss her target, Superboy to accidentally crush another trash can, Kaldur to blow up the microwave, and poor M'gann's souffle to drop. Robin, meanwhile, was sitting on his bed testing his own hacking skills. He heard Wally all the way from his room, but he wasn't really surprised. He was going to find out eventually.
Wally stomped through the doorway, letting the door slide shut behind him. Was it just him, or did the door just slam?
"There's a new invention, Wall-man. It's called knocking," he said dryly, never taking his eyes off of his glove computer. The young hacker was so close to breaking the last few firewalls of the JLA's main database, and he wasn't about to let his easily offended best friend prevent him from achieving his goal.
Wally ignored the joke, instead choosing to continu
The Quietyou are the tears,The Quiet2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
in so many eyes,
you are the voice,
in so many cries,
the red in the faces,
of your sons and daughters,
as they weep,
they spent their last minutes
in your quarters,
the darkest of killers,
you'll lose your mind,
lose what's physical,
you mean so much,
although i never met you,
the link we do have,
won't let me forget you.
YJ WALLART- Presents One-shotArtemis ran her fingers along the red shiny paper. She couldn't help smile, even though she didn't like Wally, she couldn't be the only one not getting him a present. His Birthday was coming up and the team was busy planning a surprise party.YJ WALLART- Presents One-shot3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She smiled, she was sure he'd like her present. She could just picture his smile, stretching from his tanned, freckled cheeks. His eyes, green like emeralds, illuminated with joy.
Then she began to doubt her self, what if he didn't like it? What if everyone else had something better? What if megan got him something martian, how could she compare to that?
Artemis wrapped her present, carefully folding the paper she'd bought earlier. She saw the bright red paper and it immediately reminded her of the speedster, the way his costume left a blur of red and yellow behind him as he ran.
She finished wrapping the present and was just about to leave when she looked In the mirror. She didn't look very party-ish. She took the green hair piece out
Listen To The WhisperListen To The Whisper Of The Eternal WindListen To The Whisper2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As It Gently Touches Your Ear;
Guiding You Through The Forest Of Life
Your Friend; Your Companion; Your Seer.
Listen To The Whisper Of Verdant Leaves
Adorning The Sentinels Of Earth;
Silently Watching The Passing Of Time
Its Beauty The Blessing Of Birth.
Listen To The Whisper Within The Heart
Where Soft Emotions Caress Its Beat;
Let Its Wisdom Flow Right Over Your Soul
And Dormant Love It Will Entreat.
Listen To The Whisper, All Three Of Them
Embrace And Entwine Deep Within;
And When They Merge Within Your Soul
A New Pathway You Will Begin
Sesshomaru and the... CH 25Sesshomaru and the... CH 255 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sesshomaru and the Forgiving Soul
Chapter 25: The Northern Lord and Last Minute Questions
Kagome walked the children into the dinning hall and they took off to their seats. Kagome glanced around and saw that everyone was present except for Sesshomaru and one other empty chair. Sango and Miroku were talking quietly between themselfs. InuYasha and Maya were also talking although from what Kagome could see it was more like arguing. Kouga was staring off into space and only smiled slightly at her as she entered. Jino was sitting in his seat glaring at her. Kagome could feel his eyes on her since she walked into the room.
She carefully walked over to her seat and tried to smile at everyone. Jino was still glaring at her and it made her uncomforatable. She knew that there was going to be problems with that demon before the ball was over. Kagome sat at her seat and waited patiently for Sesshoamaru to arrive. She didn't have to wait long.
Sesshomaru entered the room with a demon Kagome didn't
sucideI cut my wrist tonight,sucide7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just to feel the pain.
I pressed the blade so deep,
the blood fell like rain
I watched it flowing fast,
down onto the floor.
My life started draining,
untill of me there was no more.
I awoke into darkness,
with pain inside my chest.
There sitting beside me
were those who failed the test.
What have I done for this!?
I cried out in shame.
whispering from beside me said
there was only me to blame.
now I am lost to the night,
of which I will never rise.
and whispers in my heart,
all the lost souls cries.
'they dragged me down'two girls'they dragged me down'2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
probably 7 or 8
they stood on a path I was walking
"wanna play?" they asked when I came by
I nodded having quite the time
they cheered and smiled
there blue eyes shining
I smiled back and laughed
"what do you wanna play?"
and so the day passed
I played with
probably 7 or 8
as I looked at the sun already setting
I said I had to go
they looked at me questionable and asked
"you promised to play with us"
I stepped back
"don't you need to sleep?"
I asked calmly
shook there head and smiled
"of course not silly"
I shrugged and walked away
not wanting to make my family wait
but suddenly I felt some arms
where holding me
"don't go" they said
"don't leave" they cried
we don't wanna be alone
I pushed them off
maybe a bit rough
but hey I wanted to go home
started to cry
I looked bad feeling somewhat sad for them
"I'll be here tomorrow"
I said giving a weak smile
they stopped and looked at me
A Writer's Romance-"You're a writer, aren't you?"A Writer's Romance2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Those were the first words she spoke to me.
At the time, I was packing up, getting ready to leave the library.
I had another long day, spending the majority of my free time at the library, loitering around on my laptop,
Staring at my open wordpad as I contemplated about what to write about.
Just as I was readying to leave this girl, out of nowhere, asks me if I'm a writer.
-"I like to think I am."-
That's the only answer I could give her.
I had taken up writing as a hobby,
But no matter how hard I tried, all of my work felt underwhelming.
Could I get you to help me write a poem?
If that is too much trouble than anything else will do too."-
She starred at me with her big blue eyes,
Long golden hair,
Holding her hands together at her chest -
She was quite pretty at that,
Making me question why such a person would come up a complete stranger such as myself, and ask for something so absurd.
-"Why do you need something like that?"-
Death Battle: Deathstroke vs. DeadpoolDeath Battle: Deathstroke vs. Deadpool2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ray: When there's killing to be done, mercenaries are often the go-to guns for the job. The only competition they have is each other.
Steel: Deathstroke, the Terminator
Ray: And Deadpool, the Merc with a Mouth.
Steel: These two have a rivalry going on for years, and both have proven their skills at killing and avoiding death as well. It's about time they settled this rivalry once and for all.
Ray: I'm Ray and he's Steel and it will be our job to test the weapons, skills, and abilities of these two assassins to see who would win a DEATH BATTLE.
Real Name: Slade Wilson
First Appearance: New Teen Titans #2 (1980)
Alias: The Terminator
Defeated the Entire Justice League
Fought Batman to a near-standstill
Fought Black-Ring zombies
Steel: Slade Wilson got into the army at sixteen, lying about his age, as you have to be eighteen to join. He later became part of a science project that was trying to create metahuman soldiers
Clipped Wings Ch 1DisclaimerClipped Wings Ch 12 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Young Justice belongs to DC. I do not own Young Justice or any of the characters from the show and/or comic.
Series contains MalexMale, if such stories bother you, do not read further.
Robin watched his friends and fellow wards gather around the dining table, all in their full blown hero costumes. They were all preparing for the night rounds of servaying their respective cities. The team always tried to have a time to get together and enjoy each others company outside of work, and this dinner was one of many activities they did throughout the week. Not like they really needed more time together, they all spent every moment of their free time on Mount Justice in each others company anyway.
The Boy Wonder sat in his usual chair, staring at the food in the middle of the table. He wasn't hungry; lately he hadn't been. He was scaring Alfred with his abnormal lack of appetite. Bruce was less verbal with his uneasiness on the matter, more analytical of th
Why Do you Carry Everyone's Pain? Why are those scars, not your own?Why Do you Carry Everyone's Pain?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you feel that need to be?
To care for the world, aside yourself
Well know that I weep for thee
Oh wait, what's this? You look at me doleful
Strength In Numbers - BridecestJinxx groaned, the full effects of his hangover hitting him like a punch in the gut, as his gray eyes fluttered open. He could feel sweat and dry, cracked warpaint clinging to him, and he felt dirty, and far too hot.Strength In Numbers - Bridecest2 years ago in Romance More Like This
His head was pounding, but as a rockstar Jinxx was used to the feeling. Sitting up, he felt the thin white sheet that had covered him fall down his small torso, revealing his bare chest. Jinxx usually slept naked, so this didn't worry him, however, after struggling to think through his aching skull, he realised that he didn't know where he was.
As he shifted, a pain began to make itself known in his lower back. Jinxx clenched his teeth and grunted softly, bringing his hand down to rub the small of his back.
What had happened the night before, Jinxx didn't know. His thoughts were hazy, and his brain felt like mush, as though it had been chewed on and spat out. Blinking, Jinxx tried to open his eyes further, rubbing away the sleep from them.
Jinxx slowly began to
Take This To Heart Chapter 9Take This To Heart Chapter 91 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 9: But I Can See It Has To Be You Love, That I've Been Dreaming Of...
"You. Did. What?" He said to himself in disbelief. He had a blank stare on his face and wouldn't look at me.
"Baby, please ju-" I started.
"Don't you fucking 'baby' me mother fucker! You cheated on me! While I was off working! You couldn't have waited?!" I tried to grab his arm, but he pulled it away, getting out of the bed and walking out of the room.
"Andy please, I'm sorry. Like I said, nothing really happened. It was a mistake." I attempted to get up and follow him, clutching the walls to get to the living room.
"No. It wasn't a mistake and it sure as hell wasn't nothing. You let a girl suck you off! I obviously mean nothing to you!" He yelled again. His face held a look of hurt and betrayal. He didn't even look me in the eye.
"But I didn't get off. I snapped out of it before anything extreme actually happened." I tried to sit s
Dead InsideDead Inside2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm searching for faith
In a world left for dead
I'm crying for help
In a world forever gone
I'm hoping for a dream
In a nightmare never-ending
I'm clinging to my emotions
But soon I will have non
I'm dying alive
Death comes alive
Death is a part of life
But what if I'm already dead, inside
Sonnet : The HarlotHer call rings all over the streets of sin,Sonnet : The Harlot4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Echoing seduction and carnal greeds,
Trespassing on the grounds of morals thin,
Offering earthen bliss by earthen deeds,
Curious young lads and gentlemen groomed,
Struck by whims of lust and her beckoning,
With their conscience dead and innocence doomed,
Drown lifelong self worth in moment's sinning,
Her embrace of fake love and false passion,
And the cadenza of her falling breath,
Perfected by routine and profession,
Conceives demons off innocence's death,
A harlot by deed, yet noble by heart,
Burdened by sin's blame, while sinners depart.
Stick and Stones, LoveSticks and stones,Stick and Stones, Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
May break my bones.
But words can do much more.
I find them scribbled on notes strewn about,
And I hear your voice when I read them to myself.
They come in soft whispers,
Or thunderous shouts of anger.
They can inspire a masterpiece
Fueled by joy or pain.
They're sung sweetly in sunshine
Or bitterly in rain.
They can serve to begin or end
Something wonderful or terrible.
They are how I know you.
The bridges between our minds.
They are the art of the commoner.
You're lips, a brush, you're words, the strokes
The air is your canvas.
You paint your perception with your voice,
Giving me a portrait of what my eyes could never see.
Will you show me who you are or who you want to be?
With your words, you
Can tell the truth or fool me.
You create or destroy.
With your words,
You love or hate,
You give or you take.
Your words are your choice.
There is life and death.
In the power of your voice.
RomanceWhat's considered Romance?Romance7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Snuggling on a cold winter night.
Telling inside jokes and laughing like hyenas because of it.
Being by each other's side like there is no tomorrow.
Falling asleep in each other's arms.
Walking on the beach in the moonlight.
Not being afraid to show your romantic side around others.
Doing spontaneous things to show your love for me.
Looking at me with the that burning, fiery passion in your eyes.
Reassuring me that everything is alright.
Careful fixing my wounds as I fix yours.
Taking time out of your busy schedule to check up on me.
Telling me how you really feel at times.
Letting your emotions file out of you at anytime.
Giving me compliments every time we see each other.
Always being chivalrous even when its not needed.
I'm Tired of SmilingThe bruises on your face are always well-hidden with make-up.I'm Tired of Smiling2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The scratches and cuts are always covered.
The smile always plastered on your face (except around me).
I remember what you said that day,
when your words broke my heart.
How long can you wear that mask?
You make me smile
when all I want to do is break down and cry.
But I'm not too good at cheering you up...
Please don't ever let me lose you.
I can't even handle the thought of you
crying on that dirty bathroom floor.
You came to me already damaged.
I hope I light up your world
if only just a bit.
I can't glue all of you back together,
because you're missing several pieces of yourself.
Ah, but you're so beautiful.
It Feels Like I'm Falling In Love Alone Ch. 1It Feels Like I'm Falling In Love Alone Ch. 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 1: Surprise
"Andy! Wake up! You're gonna miss the bus!" My Mom called up to me. Shit! I looked at the clock on my cell phone. 6:30 AM; my bus doesn't come for another hour and a half.
"Mom, did you change the clocks for daylight savings?!" I called back down to her.
"Oops! Sorry." Mom laughed. "Get up anyway!" I let out a groan and got out of my bed, walking into the bathroom. I took a second to look at myself in the mirror; pale skin, lip ring, medium length thick black hair that stopped on my shoulders with one blond streak running from the top near my bangs to the bottom of my hair. I wasn't much to look at, but some girls at my school would hit on me a lot. I honestly don't see what they see.
I turned on the shower and got in, letting the warm water wash over me. It was nice. When I was finally done with the washing, shaving, and drying off, I started getting dressed. Just like every day I would just slip on a pair of black skinny jeans then put on my shoes. After that I sh
What Can You Do?"What can you do, oh, what can you do?What Can You Do?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the entire world has turned against you?
When all hope seems to disappear?
Can you tell me what to do here?
When all hope is lost, and the good times fade,
When good memories and smiles die away.
What can you do, oh, what can you do?
To help me, somehow, make a breakthrough?"
"Thinking dark thoughts will get you nowhere,
If you do think dark thoughts, then you'd best beware.
To ruin one life, you ruin countless others'
And you'll be the one who is 'under the covers'.
So remember this when going through life,
At the end of a tunnel, there is always a light.
And whenever you're feeling very sad or blue,
Remembering this is what you can do"