Heavenly FireHeavenly Fire3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
The sky, consumed by
a spectral conflagration;
embers glow briefly
before the night's rising tide
completely quenches the fire.
HopelessnessHopelessness3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
He hates the masses,
He hates the sadness,
His faceless peers,
All the things he fears,
He can't find,
The reason to life,
Just a boy,
Without any joy,
Get past the depression,
Let go your obsession,
Learn how to live,
Learn how to give,
Wanting to take,
Not wanting to make,
A change in your act,
I give you the facts,
Happiness beyond, above,
Starts with your own little act of love,
Day by Day,
Hear him say,
He wants death,
His last breath,
Talk of suicide,
Now he must decide,
Is life really fair?
Does God really care?
Nobody loved him,
Nobody saw him,
What was his name?
Who stood in the rain?
A faint memory,
A boy no one could see,
Would anyone cry?
The day that he died?
Ruined by depression,
Destroyed by obsession,
He couldn't live,
He wouldn't give,
Nothing to take,
How could they make,
A change in their act,
They ignored the facts,
The rain fell from above,
Cause no one showed him a little love,
It was time,
His last crime,
It would be that night,
He'd make things rig
SacrificeSacrifice4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A rustle in the bushes.
A fleeting glimpse of a black pelt.
A glint of a blue eye.
The scent of desperation.
These are the things that a cat would have experienced, had one been there that night. But no cat was. No cat would ever know.
A tiny squeak. The black cat set what she was carrying down, tenderly. She licked it's black ear, and a sad smile twitched at the corners of her mouth.
"Mommy ?" It mewed sleepily.
"Ssshhh, now, my sweet Do not speak, or we will be discovered." The tiny kit nodded, scared. She picked it up again. She lithely manoeuvred through the trees, her black pelt bleeding into the shadows. But the kitten's white pelt stood out, it was a beacon. At the moment, this was bad, but it would hopefully be the thing to save her life Suddenly, there was a rustle behind the black cat. A scent hit her, and her blue eyes widened. With pupils dilated, she bounded forward. Her fur stood up on end, as she heard the sound of some
ChoiceChoice5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You think I would choose this?
In a way, you may be right.
I chose to face your hatred and prejudice head-on.
I chose to turn my back on society's norms.
I chose to acknowledge that I'm never going to be normal.
I chose to ignore the pressure coming at me on all sides:
"You're just faking it to get attention, you slut."
"What, you couldn't just come out? Afraid or something?"
"You're just confused, hun. Eventually, you'll find a nice boy..."
I chose to risk losing everyone I ever cared for.
I chose to get weird looks from my peers.
I chose to throw out my chances of having equal legal standing.
I chose to stand up and demand equality.
I chose to live my life as I see fit.
I chose to love who I want, regardless of anyone else's opinion.
I chose to allow myself to be me.
But I'm sick of it.
I'm sick of being told this whole thing was a choice.
I'm sick of being told that I'm going to Hell.
I'm sick of having to fight to gain your respect.
I'm sick of being looked down on.
I'm sick of the
The BridgeThe Bridge3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Among the Wooden Paths,
I stride alone in the Empty Forest,
The wind behind my back,
Blowing softly and pushing me forward.
Moments in time suddenly seem to halt,
As I watch from afar,
The bridge that lies before me,
Am I strong enough to lay my hand?
Across its wooden surface?
Can I cross it?
Find the path hidden in the shadows ahead of me?
Can I find Courage in the darkness so bleak?
To find a light that will guide me?
Seconds fade away.
Across the Bridge,
Across the Gap,
Leading to my pride,
Leading to my Courage,
Leading to my Hope,
Leading to my Love...
The day of mine begins with YouThe day of mine begins with You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Have you heard of waves
washing the shores of dawn
and how they run into each other
wanting to touch soggy sands
just like you and me
belonging to the novelty
of our morning love
reaching for heaven's tenderness
inside warm blankets
watch those two baby doves
playing at the window
probably a child's game
where one pulls another
into circles of laughter
they do this everyday
when you run your fingers
slowly into my hair
and look at me
with a promise so real
and every time you do that
I am drowned
in the ocean of your eyes
all over again
the day has just begun
and I have started to count
blessings of an early prayer
locking your hands with mine
affirming vows of a good life
my eyes closed
thanking the wonderful man
you've been to me
I am in love
yes, I am in love
with beauty of your soul
and I whisper the truth
upon your lips several times
like thousand little suns
rising between us
for a new beginning
SmileSmile3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Money does not bring happiness,they say
Still we beg
We do not have love on our hearts
And we are dying little by little
We are on the brink of bankruptcy
We are in war
We are dying
We are doomed
STOP!! STOP THIS RIGHT NOW!!!
We can't be like that!
Even being on the verge of death
There is always a light at the end of the tunnel
What can we do?
We have to be strong!
We have to fight!
But we are just men
Hey, can you hear me?
Hey, I know you can
Don't play dumb with me!
Listen to the world and your surroundings!
Listen to the world screaming for help
And no one cares
Hey, don't be sad. Smile!
Smile and the world will smile back!
Your smile is contagious!
Please, don't hide it from me!
A small smile and your day brightens up
Smile and the world will smile back!
Spread smiles around the world!
Take One of Phils Video- A Phan (+Kickthestickz)Take one- Phil’s videoTake One of Phils Video- A Phan (+Kickthestickz)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Phil’s P.O.V- Breakfast
It’s time to shoot my first video in two weeks I’m kind of worried about it because it’s going to be improvised and I’m letting Dan, Chris and PJ join in. Dan says he has a thing or two up his sleeve but I don’t want to know. Chris suggested ‘Who can stuff the most Haribo’s in their mouth’ competition and PJ thought we should buy a horse (???) and ride it round the park and trample all the people.
Dan took Chris and Pj round Tesco’s to buy some ‘Supplies’ but I’m more worried than intrigued, especially when I saw the bags stuffed in his cupboard from his shopping trip. Although this whole ‘Let Dan do the work’ plan has left me £100 lighter as they didn’t think to ask before raiding my piggy bank and walking away with it all.
My eyes opened, just a little and I glanced at my clock, damm, 11:04 and I should be getting out the
Maybe This Will Answer Your Question? - Chapter 16Maybe This Will Answer Your Question? - Chapter 162 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I have to be honest, I was took by surprise.
His lips were soft and gentle against mine, almost innocent in a way. He started to deepen the kiss, shocking me slightly...I've never seen this, lust side of Phil...but I can't lie, I liked it a lot.
I kissed him back, bringing my arms up and I ran my hands through his black hair. I felt him smile against my lips and wrapped his arms around my waist.
This must have carried on for a couple of minutes, and trust me I wished it lasted longer, but I was soon cut off by Phil's phone going off.
We both broke off at the same time, and slowly let go of one another. I stepped back as Phil answered his phone. I didn't want to be nosey... honest! But I couldn't help but overhear the conversation.
"Yes..." he looked confused... he listened for a while before speaking again down the phone. "How did you get my number and email?" He looked worried now... and scared. "Okay... I won-" His eyes widened. "I promise, no wait... he does! He does
DepersonalizedI don't feel real.Depersonalized2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My body isn't my own.
I can't feel....
I have no connection.
I am in panic mode,
My heart is pounding...
A never ending drum beat,
That I can hear,
I am depersonalized.
And cannot look at myself in the eyes...
Because the person I see in the mirror,
Is not me.
The person in front of me is slowly leaving.
Why do I have this feeling?
I am so alone...
And on the inside I am screaming.
I am not breathing.....
So how is my heart still beating?
I can't feel anything.
Never - PHANFandom: YouTubeNever - PHAN3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pairing: Phan (AmazingPhil/danisnotonfire)
Point of View: Dan
“Dan! Danny, I want to play a game!”
I look away from my beloved laptop with tired eyes and an aching head; the stupid thing has deleted all of the editing work I’ve just spent the past two-and-half hours of my life slaving over and the last thing I really need right now is a hyper-active Phil Lester trying to get me to entertain him. But looking at his face, so young and innocent despite him being a couple of years my senior, I can’t bring myself to make the catty comment brewing in my mind. I’m just exhausted, I’m fed-up and that’s not his fault.
I bet that’s why he wants me to play with him!
He knows I need to relax and this is the only way he can think of to help make that happen. Of course that’s why; it’s just him being the bestest best friend anyone’s ever had in the history of ever.
Seeing me crack a small glimmer of a smile and
BookstoreHeaven smells like someone else's allergies.Bookstore4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ages and pages and dust, packed high to the ceiling
History in a thousand books I'll take the time to read only after I'm done living
A place where I could go a million years and happily never see the sun.
The spines of the old books crack and groan under my fingers as I pry them apart
Pulling their covers open like they were clams
And I am looking for the pearls inside
The stories glittering brighter in black ink and yellow pages than some mere stone ever could.
Ladders reach from floor to ceiling
Stepstools litter the ground
Packed up haphazard against the shelves
By the last patron to reach upwards for the Science Fiction.
Feeling the weight of uncounted words settle a comfortable shawl around my shoulders
It covers my frame lightly and loosely
Warming me body and soul from the inside out
The most comfortable home I know.
I breathe deep without coughing
Turning reverent circles beneath the ceiling-floor shelves
Eyes closed but getting diz
The Lonely PoetI can't writeThe Lonely Poet5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so instead i will read what i write
whittling with empty hands
whittling empty hands in dreamy sleep
cowering numbers watch with silver eyes
much like the sky in which we sleep
much like the ceilings on which we walk
i am much like you and yet a different acronym
maybe in three syllables i am at a higher altitude
where i can watch and rub my tired hands
the tired hands of a hopeless poet
this world has no place for hopeless Romeo's
only old beds and stale breads
and old pillows to sleep with dreamless thoughts
and Romeo sleeps in the dead of cold tonight
this dream is familiar but i still awake in a fright
cold hands holding a familiar light
but without a thought i toss it aside
for i think i'd rather be cold tonight
Solid feet plant into a worthless sigh
Another day it says, nothing new, nothing old
the same is both yet neither
Poets pass and i hope for understanding glances
but i am brushed aside once again like a canvas unfit
Can I lie awake?
But even my own wishes of
Poison SyrupI know one day i'll try it,Poison Syrup2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But i'm not going to tell.
They didn't know how bad it hurt me,
Not trying to make everything about myself...
But I just wish someone could save me.
I just wish someone could care to ask me...
What I might be thinking of doing tonight.
So if I don't succeed with my plan,
You won't know.
Because i'll try over and over again.
To escape this Brick wall I can't break down.
It seemed like I was finally doing fine,
But the truth hit.
And now I know I will always be left behind.
You Won't Control MeYou Won't Control Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You strangled me
As I snuggled into your hugs
I remember your joy
Toying with my lungs
I remember the excitement
The bruises you left
Told me to "look at the concept"
As you sneered at me, you never left
Oh I smiled as you burned my flesh
There I go thinking of the past, it's dead
Here I go feeling no peace, just dread
You'll never get to break me
Emotion's ran me deep
They had prevented me from sleep
I looked elsewhere ignoring them
And yet the emotions tried to brush my lips again
I want to tell you, my sweet emotions,
I used to be yours
The past is, the past
And little by little, I don't know you anymore
I remember how you buckled me
The ground felt so heavenly
Your needle pierced me deep
You held on tight
I waited on you; you never gave me the time
I remember the dead silence
The hard stop, as everything slipped
And suddenly all was balanced
The nothingness ringed
Your silence made me scream
There I go thinking of the past, it's a
Retrograde Scents from inside the suit intertwined their intentions with the sights of tangled and tessellated hair illumed by firefly LED's, spiking my circulation with memories and murmurs of dopamine.Retrograde4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I took her by the gaze; she steered her sight away from mine. I led her through a glance that involved no scuffling of hands.
She was one of two wayward strangers passing in the cosmos; two separate glances met as objects in motion tending to motion. People aren't the same however.
Drifter was the term we were known as, people cast off of vessels and ships, mostly by accident, condemned to trudge about the universe until starvation kicked in or their oxygen-starved filters were finally incapable of operating. My unplanned departure from the mysteriously flaming
12"This isn't you.",122 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But they don't understand the meaning of change.
The little baby girl you knew doesn't exist anymore.
The little controlled girl no one knew can't stand it anymore.
She's ran away,
But has found herself.
She's killed the little girl,
That took over her life.
NEVER mindIt's deeper than the skin,NEVER mind2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's deeper than my sin.
It crawls within,
The pain that won't end.
This pin is my only friend,
It's the only one that really understands.
I can't seem to make up my mind,
I realized there's nothing good to find.
I'm not even going to care,
AshamedMy feelings are staining,Ashamed2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My control is breaking.
My heart is bleeding,
My head is aching.
And through the blood painted glass,
I have returned.
I looked through to where things were empty.
I searched my feelings that was thirsty....
And I stared at my arm that remained bloody.
And still the glass was in my hands...
And still my promise became broken.
RomanceRomance3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The dreary day has such beauty.
As the autumn leaves are falling.
A lone wolf howling in the distance.
The crash of the dark ocean waves.
A gentle rain against the windows.
The moon - hauntingly - radiant.
The rumble of a subtle thunder.
Two lovers in a dark embrace.
Stare into each others souls.
Smiles of serenity upon their face.
Getting trapped in the warmth of the embrace.
Drifting to sleep.
Candles flicker. Shadows dance.
The beauty of this gothic romance.
Blow Out The CandlelightCut the skin,Blow Out The Candlelight2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Until it bleeds.
And hide it under your sleeves.
Push away the ones who care,
Make your life a dare.
One day they won't be there.
Grab the bandages,
To absorb the blood...
Just cut away all the existence of love.
Cut your gift,
Rip it apart....
Throw your life away like a dart.