Hello Again Ch. 1 AfterbirthHello Again Ch. 1 Afterbirth11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 1 - Afterbirth
Kagome chewed the end of the pen, her concentration centered on the paper before her. The answers to the small questions on it, those were always the most difficult. Months, she had spent months preparing, knowing that this faced her eventually. Now that the day was here she was still confused. There were only three questions left. She stared down at the paper thinking through her answers. A small gurgle brought her attention to the small bassinet at her bedside. "So little one which shall it be, hmm? Kenmaru or Kenyasha? Kenyasha ... hmm ... That was your Uncle Souta's choice. It is close to your daddy's name. Yes, it is. I do like it but ... I think I like Kenmaru better." Quickly she wrote her son's name down in the correct box. "One down two to go." She told him. Her thoughts turned to the one box she dreaded, Father's name. She could lie and put unknown. But the idea of denying Inu Yasha's paternity of their son. No, she couldn't do that. Once ag
IslamIslam in generalIslam7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Islam is incredible
To be a little suitable
Quran is lyrical and truthful
Humble when I read it
Humble when ever I hear it
Islam is a way of life
Islam is my way of life
Islam is the only truth in this life
Now tell me whats right
Mistaken for the wrong mind
Just let the creatures
And the human preachers take all the wounds of this nature
Too hard on paper!
God did give you the past the present and the future written
All you got to do is look into it and start pitching
And if your ashamed of the way you livin
Open the doors of Islam and youll be full of blessings
Can't You?Can't you hear?Can't You?3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
She's crying as
The night settles in.
Masks her sobs.
As her happiness
Into the abyss.
Can't you feel?
She tries her
To please you
In everything she does.
Every waking moment
She breaks her back
To earn a least a shred
Of your love.
Can't you tell?
She does everything
You ask of her.
Is her command.
She'll do anything
To please you.
But you treat her
Like an animal.
Can't you see?
All she ever
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
UnsweetViolent words are unfitting of youUnsweet2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They don't match you
Unnecessary violence that slices us open
I don't see them in you
But maybe I see you wrong
I ChangedTrying to cover the tears, trying not to show my fears.I Changed9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why do I keep it all inside? My pain getting harder to hide.
I used to be cheery, it used to be real.
But now it's different, and they're making some big deal.
Saying "Why are you so sad?" and "You look depressed."
Can't you just leave me alone, let it rest?
So maybe I've changed...what's that got to do with you?
Just because I've changed? Well maybe you have too.
Am IAm I invisible?Am I3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because you ignore me,
Am I that shadow on the ground?
Because you're walking over me.
Am I camouflaged?
Because you deliberately turn your back on me,
Am I alive?
Because you act as though I don't exist.
Am I dead?
Because you look at me as though I'm a spirit,
Am I just a colour?
Because you judge me as though I am.
Am I unwanted?
Because you make me feel that way.
Am I just a fish in the sea?
Because you caught me, but then you let go.
The colour of my skin doesn't defy the person inside,
Whether I'm Brown, Black, Yellow or White;
The words you use to hurt me,
Cannot take away my pride.
The jigsaw boyThe girl sits on the dusty floor,The jigsaw boy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Surrounded by odds and ends.
Holding the jigsaw boy, trying to put him together again.
He fell from a very great height,
She sobs for him every night.
None of the pieces fit.
He looks up at her with empty eyes,
The colour of faded blue skies.
His skin is covered in scars and cracks,
Maps that lead her to nowhere
Round and round in circles, like a merry go round.
His soul is scattered around her like glass,
She cuts herself trying to pick the pieces up.
She tries to be distant, she tries to be kind
But in her heart she knows she broke this boy
That lies in pieces at her feet.
She crushed his heart in the palm of her hand
And now she doesn’t know what to do.
She knows that she doesn’t have much time,
Before he falls over this ledge.
He builds these walls between them,
That she will have to climb.
Life has lost its colour and time has lost its grace.
Where his heart was is now an empty space,
Pain consumes his soul.
Cold NightmareSoul of iceCold Nightmare2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Heart of stone
Voices chill me
To the bone
Dark and undaunting
This cold nightmare
Won't let me sleep
It pulls me down into the deep
Chasm of black
Soul of white
I'm falling down
And crashing tonight
StrongI have to smile.Strong2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have to scream.
I have to be in denial,
Cuz If i'm not,
I have to be strong,
For everybody else.
When I'm weak,
Everybody else will lose me.
They can be weak.
Cuz I will stay strong.
They don't need to be.
I want them to stay happy.
I want them to stay safe.
I want to protect them from the world,
With all of my strength.
But I don't want to always be strong,
So I lean into the music,
The other worlds,
Where others are strong for me.
Where I can cry,
Be free from the pent-up wounds
Where I can dream of anybody,
And they'll be strong.
I hate being strong.
Sometimes its overwhelming
When I wake up in the morning,
But I have to be strong for them.
But I have to be strong for myself.
Because sometimes, they're weak.
So I'm the only one
I can count on to be strong.
Mother of a Teenage LesbianNo mom.Mother of a Teenage Lesbian5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I haven't slept with her.
I'm sure of it.
I know who I am.
This isn't just a phase.
She means more to me than anyone.
I'm sure boys don't do it for me.
This isn't for attention.
Can you just listen for a second?
How is this your fault? It's not anyone's fault.
Why is this such a big issue?
You know I love you. How could you say that?
She's a really nice girl, you should meet her.
I know dad's not around, that's not the reason.
Could you just shut up for a second!
Why is it now, you take an interest in my life?
Well you never asked!
It doesn't make me any different!
How can you even say that?
I'm not a freak!
I'm not an attention whore!
I'm not a faggot!
I love her.
A Million StoriesI could tell youA Million Stories4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A million different stories
About broken hearts
And broken dreams
Or about loss
And about how they save lives
About the magic of friendship
About the forgotten heroes
Heroes the world will never know
About fighting for what you love
Or I could tell you one
Just one sad story
LustLust2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her heart pounded like a caged animal against her chest
She was hungry for some action; her tongue, thirsty for passion.
Dressed in that dress, she put herself to test;
On what comes first-true affection or sheer satisfaction?
She couldnt hold back, couldnt resist.
She sinned herself bit by bit.
As her eyes saw no other exit,
To this endless, intense craving for it.
She's tough.Hey look, there she is.She's tough.2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Her hair is always a new colour and she wears hats to shade her face. Her piercings just keep increasing.
You see she's tough.
She smokes and drinks and stays out all night. I even heard she sleeps around.
And those clothes, can you believe it?
But she gets away with it, because she's tough.
I heard she even knocked out one of the teachers. Have you seen the bruises? She doesn't bother to cover them up.
But it's because she fights every night, because she's tough.
I mean, it wouldn't be the other option would it?
It wouldn't be that really her appearance is battle gear? She wouldn't be doing it to keep us away would she?
And the bruises, they really are from fighting right? She does hit them back doesn't she?
I mean, she's tough right?
Well, yeah, of course she is.
I mean, its not as if she's pretending. She's not faking it. Because that would mean that she was lying, and not just to us but to herself.
She couldn't be that fragile surely.
I mean she's tou
Zombie Country. Chapter 2.Zombie Country. Chapter 2.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Should we all go?" Splash asked.
"No, that'd be too dangerous." Vex sighed, he looked at Arya and then her body, Arya gave him a look and Vex caught it.
"No, no, maybe you should go because you're smaller." Vex suggested and Splash scoffed.
"But she's a female!"
"That doesn't matter. She's smaller so she has less a chance of being seen and-," Vex started but Splash cut him off.
"I don't care if she's smaller! I'm smarter!" Splash hissed.
"If zombies go after her, she probably has a chance of slipping between small spaces and getting away. Or even hiding." Vex hissed and Splash folded his arms.
Arya opened the back of the truck, the streets were deserted and a few of the shops windows had been smashed open. Vex handed her a large bag, "Just incase you find anything. Just get things that you think we'd need."
She slipped out of the truck with her bow in hand and the bag strapped to her back. Vex and Splash watched her as she pushed open the stores door gently and slid inside.
Strong.- The endIntergral.Strong.- The end3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Instantly insomniating the irate.
Inebriety immediatly inspires.
Were it not I who gave my kingdom,
To take up this lonely post?
To give away my treasured charm,
To aid those who need it most?
No, it couldn't be,
I'm much too selfish and you're too free,
To take what you want and leave me be,
In shattered pieces,
Well I hope you find peace,
Broken soldier won't stand for you,
One minor let down,
And then we're through?
I've known how you are,
and I've seen how you've been.
I had just thought I could still call you "friend"
But here we are now, we stare at the end,
After a drunken walk home,
And I still can't stand.
My knuckles are bruised,
And I'm just too tired.
To deal with you now,
Go home, you're fired.
I want nothing to do with your 4am nights,
I was never a thought, to try to make it all right,
After so many years, I can finally see,
You were in it for you,
And never for me.
So I'll pick up the pieces, you left on the floor.
And I'll put on my hat, and
Shot.There is a hole inShot.2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
My now sunken, aching chest
For reasons unknown
Little Black CouchA half-hearted stare at the zen gardenLittle Black Couch2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
has me wondering
"What're you doing here?"
I am an oxymoron,
the clinically depressed optimist
who cries with frustration
when her shadow overtakes the sun.
It's the same color as
the little black couch where a
bespectacled Buddhist with a Ph.D
quizzes me to the tune
of a white-noise generator,
but all I can focus on is the tissue box
and the prayer beads 'round his wrist,
how prayer helped a little,
and I'm terrible for killing so many trees
with my tissues,
those beads on my rosary.
And it makes me wonder
When I started playing Jonah;
feeding this fish until it
swelled into a whale,
swallowed me whole.
I had this,
had this covered until
it began covering me.
My parents swear they've known
since I was little,
but damn them,
this is news to me,
and I wish we had named
this god-awful monster
before it got to the point where
I could barely hold my shield against it
and just hope its wordless figure
would leave me alone.
WordsAlone.Words2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All words you have been called,
words that 'reflect' who you are.
Words you have grown used to,
words you can hear with only a sinking feeling.
It was worse.
There were tears,
believed "i'm fine's"
But thats all in the past.
you moved on.
because I was by your side the entire time.
No matter what you did,
not speak to anyone but me,
I never judged you.
I helped you,
tried to make you forget those jerks.
It worked, too.
Look at you now.
Those are words that reflect you now.
Words that always have.
Our love is a songI've tried my hardest to write you a songOur love is a song3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but there's so many lyrics that its too long
So I'll write a compilation of music instead
and make sure to say all thats been in my head
Track one will be how we came to be
At first so wild, young, and free
track two will be to romance you
with just enough rhythym to dance to.
Track three will be as sensual as a lustful night
But still like a love ballad done just right
Track four, a melody for lovers who follow their heart
and will try to stay strong even while they're apart
for now track five will remain unwritten
but one things for sure is that I'm smitten
Even if the rest of the lyrics become sad
I'll still remember the songs we had
The harmony we have i could never regret
and the sexy tango we dance to i could never forget
So i'll continue singing you every note in my soul
with the hopes you'll keep making my songs whole
for your heart is the beat i need to hear
and your love is the melody that i hold dear.
Your EyesYour Eyes3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
What is in your eyes?
Is it something I can heal?
Something you lost?
You're too sweet
For a broken heart
Here I am, to hold you
You can let go now
The world is crushing your shoulders
The night grows colder and colder
And I see the tears in
So soft, so blue
A timid dream
Stop, please stop, my darling
I'm going to cry, too
Who is hurting you?
But they have gone away, dear
You are with me
You're so safe
And I love you
Come and sit beside me
You can let go now
The world is crushing your shoulders
The night grows colder and colder
And I see the tears in
Look in the mirror
Such a pale, sad girl
She wants to wash the pain from
Who is hurting you?
Don't run from us, dear
We are with you
We are here
And we love you
If I Told You I Was A LesbianMommy,If I Told You I Was A Lesbian6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I dont know how to tell you.
I dont like to keep secrets,
But Im so afraid of your reaction.
Would you hate me
If I said there was someone I liked?
And that it wasnt a boy?
Would I still be your baby-girl,
Your pride and joy,
If I told you,
I was a lesbian?
Would you be angry with me,
Or at me,
If I thought another girl was attractive?
Would you scream,
Would you yell?
Would you still have your dreams,
Of watching me grow.
Or giving me away,
In a flowing gown of white,
If I told you,
I was a lesbian?
All my life,
I wanted to make you both so proud,
Make you both smile,
Make you see how great I could be.
But can a lifetime of work be undone,
By three simple words,
Which are not so simple?
I would rather have you be angry,
Than be disappointed in me.
I cannot help the way that I am,
The way I feel,
But I know its the way Im supposed to be.
Would I still be your daughter,
If I said Im
I only dreamt of youIt should have been,I only dreamt of you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Could have been,
It would have been but a dream
No matter how real it seemed
It should have been perfect
So eloquently kept
Your words shimmer like dew-drippled grass through the freshly fallen snow.
Oh, how you made me feel I had no foe.
It could have been a new start
But how foolish was I
To almost give you my heart
The dream floats further
Away from me
From all that could have been.
Oh, how I would hold onto that dream