To Pee, or not to Pee?To pee, or not to pee: That is the question:To Pee, or not to Pee?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wether tis better for the wise to wait
and pee inside a toilet,
or to take immediate action against the urinal urge
by the dropping of trow to end it. To pee, to leak,
to piss...and by a piss to say we end
the pelvic aching flesh is heir to.
Tis a relief often to be wished. To pee, to wizz,
to hold no more. But in that sweet release
who knows what peeps may show?
When we stand pissing in the field what eyes might spy.
Ay, there's the rub that makes conflict of such simple a problem...
Why I DiedCan I tell you how I died?Why I Died2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Why it rhymes with suicide.
Not because, I fell ill.
Not because, I swallowed pills.
Soon you'll see why I lie still.
Not because, I have drowned.
Not because of, Russian Roulette's
Deaf words of mine,
preach no sound.
Not because, the fault of life
Not because, the sharpened knife.
Real reason, why, tears went dry.
Not because, I jumped to fall.
Not because, this body I mauled.
The more I remember,
the harder too recall.
The true answer is i'm,
But to me,
the meaning of suicide:
How Tender:How Tender:How Tender:2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Finger tips dance
Oh so gently
And lust’s actions
A lover’s plea of words:
The sweet nothings you
Whisper into my
Love lost soul.
Are you really there?
By my side
On my ear?
Is that you
Who just whispered
That one lovely sentence
“I love you?”
Once KnewOnce knew:Once Knew2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do I know you?
That blank expression states I do.
The drugs in hand,
Red, yellow, white:
Dressed so tight
Almost as if to burst.
Shirt exposing muscles,
A show of sock puppets.
Are you always, this fake?
I think I,
So called, "Straight."
Now you're proud
After insult upon insult,
You once relayed upon me.
Hands out stretched-and so girly.
Who's the fag to speak?
Satan:Satan:Satan:2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let me cry tears
On your forsaken breast.
The humanity in me is
Breathe life into me
And tell me it’ll be better.
Tell me how each of them
Please just make it
For just a while longer.
My arms lie open
But once they were full.
I once had claim over someone,
But now my life has turned to Hell.
Let me cry tears
On your forsaken breast;
For I have no one alive
That can soothe this pain
Deep in my chest.
I damned them
To your domain.
I know that time will only tell.
Their fate is in your hands
And I can only wait and pray….
Please make them pay…
Please make them pay.
Fashion-noFashion-no:Fashion-no2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Plastic-mold-like figurines mocking life.
Made in china probably.
I could wrap my hand around their waists with ease.
Did I do that?
Narcissistic, egocentric, looking out for #1.
Don't care what happens to those little, fragile girls.
Bulimia, anorexia, food addiction:
Did they do that?
But no apology takes place.
For they are the princesses, the rulers of fashion
And risks are, and must be taken to look…
Middle Aged TreatmentMiddle Aged Treatment:Middle Aged Treatment2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You shine and radiate with such youth…
Next time, please,
Use less make-up.
Bad Poetry is Bad PoetryY o u c a n u s eBad Poetry is Bad Poetry4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A R T
s o m e o n e
you're talk -ing
The Little Vampire That CouldAnd so,The Little Vampire That Could4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for the lamb.
he ate her.
In His Shoes For A DayIn His Shoes for a Day:In His Shoes For A Day2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Driving hands to pleas.
Speaking as a motion, to move
A way for us to hear; person to person.
A tongue between fingers making speeches.
To live with no sound: how would this feel, how would it sound?
To live in his shoes for a day, a new lesson learned.
How hard would it be?
With no sound? How hard to not hear at all?
Espejo. cap. 5Espejo, cap. 5Espejo. cap. 53 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
En la Tierra...
Fionna no se podia mover. Parecía que se había quedado congelada al besarla Gumball. Algo fallaba, si ella lo había rechazado despues de lo de la Reina Hielo! Que la besara sin su permiso era algo muy impropio de él... Al notar que no le devolvía el beso, PG se apartó un poco. Fionna aún estaba congelada, era casi como si la hubiesen paralizado "Venga tonta, reacciona!"Se dijo a si misma. Y su reaccion fue una bofetada, con tanta fuerza que Gumball casi se cae. Ahora no solo Fionna, sino el momento parecía congelado. Nadie se movió durante unos cinco segundos, despues, mientras PG se llevaba la mano a la cara, y Fionna se daba cuenta que era igual que Gumball, pero humano, Lucy se fué a Fionna y le dijo:
-Que. Super. Fuerte. A que ha venido eso tia??!!
-M-me ha b-be-besa... ha juntado sus labios con los mios!-Balbuceó Fionna, ahora totalmente roja y nerviosa-
-Eso es tope normal. Si siempre os saludai
Shattered (Eren X Reader)Shattered (Eren X Reader)4 months ago in Romance More Like This
~A/N: Listen As You Read! It Adds Emotion To The Story! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dzS4OJP-YMk
And I've lost who I am, and I can't understand.
Why my heart is so broken, rejecting your love,
Without, love gone wrong, lifeless words carry on.
It scared you, seeing him like this. The way the water droplets formed in his bright emerald eyes and dripped silently to the windowsill below, only breathless gasps leaving his pinched peach-tinted lips decorated with a various assortment of lacerations. His knuckles grew white with his death-like grip on the rail, a choked sob escaping its imprisonment in his throat where he'd restrained them for so long. He was such a strong, determined, and passionate person, it hurt to see him break and crumble when it all became too much for him to bear. When his shoulders slumped forward in defeat and his eyes shut with attempt to withhold the tears threatening to spill from his once vigorous and powerful stare that had quickly transformed
LOS prologue - revisedLOS prologue - revised3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The young brunette lay quietly on the bed, her eyes closed, her breaths short and shallow. Holding her hand gently, the Demon next to her watched as her chest rose and fell, stroking her hair as she slept quietly in the failing evening light.
It had been only 14 short years since this small human girl found her way into his life, and even shorter still since she had found her way into his heart. She looked nearly the same as she did when he first found her crouched inside a partially burnt cupboard, sobbing quietly. She had the same long, wavy, walnut colored hair, the same green eyes, and the same fair skin. Only her skin was quite a bit paler now, as she clung to her last moments.
He pondered for a moment the briefness of mortal life, and how in an instant it could be cut even shorter than it already was. Even though he'd grown closer
Let Me Tell You About Homestuck- The PoemYou see a video and ask 'what's this?Let Me Tell You About Homestuck- The Poem1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Wait- that grin- something's amiss.'
Smiling, I say, hoping for all of the luck,
'Let me tell you all about Homestuck.'
A young man stands in his bedroom, yes,
But thus far, you're quite unimpressed.
Hear me out though- it gets better!
Just read all of the logs- every letter.
You now have made it to Act 3
And I'm proud of you as I could be
Their session's started, the game's begun,
But we're not quite even to the real fun.
It's Act 5 and you're freaking out-
It's the trolls you've been hearing all about!
It took a bit, but you're getting there
There's still more stuff ahead, but the plot has you snared.
Now you've caught up to the latest update,
And you ask, 'What's next?' I say, 'We wait
With the rest of the fandom- it's nice though, you'll see,
'Cause we're all sorts of weird, and one big family.'
And so we will wait, you and I, all us fans,
And while we wait, come and go will some plans,
But you and I, both of us, know of our luck,
That we were
DifferentDifferent:Different2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do your ears hear me?
Am I still just that small hum,
That annoying buzz?
Am I still worthy enough to ignore?
Of course I am, silly me.
Who am I to think differently?
I'm not that same boy any more.
Now I own a voice, and use it.
He Told Me He Was Sorry [trigger warning]June 26thHe Told Me He Was Sorry [trigger warning]2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
—it’s hard for me to remember the last time it didn’t hurt to breathe.
I think my ribs are bruised. Broken, maybe. Maybe it’s just the weight of my tired heart resting upon worn-out lungs. Either way, I’ve given up on trying to fix myself. It’s going to be torn apart again, anyway. Besides, doctors and nurses ask too many questions for me to answer. They can feel the Braille etched into my bones, but the words there are far too complicated for them to interpret. I don’t need them telling me how to live my life.
But I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t hurting—when I wasn’t dotted with purple and blue.
My boyfriend isn’t a bad person.
He’s just got a temper, that’s all.
Brandon works in a printing company—it’s a stressful job. After work, he comes home, head-aching, with ink-stained fingers and smelling of Polaroid film. So once and a while, he goes out for a drink af
Dr. Cox's Rants"I...I can't believe I let that happen to you Bella..." Edward stood next to Bella. She was lying unconscious in the hospital bed. She had been in a car accident. And he had seen it happen. He had been frozen for the first time as someone else called an ambulance. Now they were in a hospital. It was called Sacred Heart Hospital from what he remembered. He remained staring down at Bella's pale face as the beeping of the heart monitor made the only noise in the room. He didn't notice as the sun started to come from behind the clouds, lighting him up like a disco ball.Dr. Cox's Rants6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
That's when another man, a taller one with curly brown hair walked in. His face had a scowl on it, one that frightened so many of his subordinates, as he watched the vampire mourn over the woman. "She's not dead yet, Dracula," he said. How Doctor Cox knew that Edward was a vampire, I don't know. But Edward's probably going to ask pretty soon, so then Dr. Cox can tell us. He then remembered: he can read minds. He tried to pr
Why do you keep me?Why do you keep me?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
God why do you keep me?
I swear you have me wrapped up tight;
Officialized with a bow.
I'm so confused right now.
I just want some help;
The kind that dissuades me
From claiming me as a useless self?
Lord I don't think I've ever felt this scared.
But on the bright side
I know what terrors me so.
You hear that heart beat go
"Pitter ? Patter?"
That uneasy beat of concern?
Lord I know why I'm scared;
Why I'm always running in my dreams.
Well maybe I am not all that I seem.
I have my many masks
That keep me locked up in my memories.
Those memories reeked with possession,
Fear, remorse, illness, and dread.
Lord, I know why I'm scared;
Why I always coo myself awake with my inner screams.
Can you hear me scream for freedom?
Lord, I know why I am scared
It's because the war within myself
Has gotten far too out of hand.
I'm leaving Lord and I've asked for salvation;
I've screamed my repents!
Do you not see my tears
And my obvious
When love rhymesYou said God made me perfectWhen love rhymes3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The roundness of my hip, the softness of my lip
Gentle is my tip, I take you on every wild trip
So tighten your grip, squeeze me and take a sip
Get on my last ship, it is time to tear and rip
My waves keep slamming your shore
Burning every sense in your core
Your nails on my side, always coming back for more
They take over every land, as we celebrate this war
You said God made me perfect
The size of my breast, where you built your nest
My wild birds on your chest , always flying west
The short breath is your guest, dancing, will never rest
Every touch gives you my best, closer to my final quest
100 Tips On How To Live Life01) Don't lick spark plugs100 Tips On How To Live Life2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
02) Don't urinate on people
03) Love with all of your heart
04) Don't give a fuck what other people think about you
05) Eat fatty foods; they taste good. If someone calls you fat, pull out a chocolate bar and say "sure as hell I am"
06) Don't pee uphill if you have holes in your shoes
07) Take your shoes off somewhere random just to feel what's around. Make sure there's no glass
08) Sing as loudly in the shower as you can; you sound better in there no matter who you are
09) Bring back Socks and Sandals
10) Fall asleep at your computer
11) Put your headphones on and sing along on a crowded street
12) See how long you can hold your breath underwater; don't drown
13) Don't taste the shampoo to see if it tastes as good as it smells; it doesn't
14) Chew with your mouth closed
15¬) Start a food fight, but not when the school principle/ vice principle/ school grounds keeper is around
16) Jump in a lake with your shoes and socks on
17) Stand in the rain in just your
It's time to leave the toxic people behindLife is a continuous cycle,It's time to leave the toxic people behind4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
a carousel that never stops spinning,
of being in situations
where you are treated unfairly
by those you (thought)
held you close
and even if
you keep treating them kindly,
they will never return the favor
these toxic people
exhale poisonous gas,
that will begin to fill your lungs-
this hazardous air
can not even be purified
by your own clean breath
It's time to find somewhere
where the air is fresh
as flowers and grass,
and you can be the sun-
appreciated for the life
and bright light
that you are,
It's time to leave the toxic people behind.
The Hunger Game: Outdoors GameThe Hunger Game: Outdoors GameThe Hunger Game: Outdoors Game4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Over 4 people
Cell phones for everyone (with players contacts)
An area that people go when they die
Items are scattered around a central point
Items decrease in value the farther they are from the center
Everyone starts in a semi-circle the same distance away
Have a non-player set an alarm for any time after one minute. You can't move until the timer goes off
No one can "kill" another player until another minute passes. The person who set the timer should shout out once this is up.
Boundary (Let everyone know what they are)
If you go off-limits, you are automatically considered dead
If you're hit somewhere that wouldn't kill you in real life, it doesn't count. For example arms/ legs
If you get hit somewhere that doesn't kill you, arms/legs, nothing changes. You don't have to hop around on one leg or whatever. Lol.
The first person dead becomes the announcer.
Come BackCome Back4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The small words we do communicate is not enough
To turn my heart right side up again
The words spoken are more than heartless, there..
Your heart has turned stone-cold..
The touch of my hand doesn't quiet you..
What have I done to deserve this bitterness
You lost your soft sweet tone
All I have left of you is your face
If that goes..
My heart won't know what to do
My memories will over-fill with you...
Of the times we were so innocent..
So new to the world..
To do great things that turn into love
Please come back to full fill my heart
Which was always yours, first
Heart Full of Black - Part 25Pairing: Regulus/RemusHeart Full of Black - Part 252 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Genre: Slash, Romance, Drama
Rating: NC-17 (overall)
Disclaimer: Characters and world belong to J. K. Rowling
Chapter 31 – Top of the World
You take me right up to the top of the world
Then you push me over the side
- "Heart Full of Black," Burning Brides
Precisely twenty-four hours later Remus reached for the door handle to the Room of Requirement. He stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath, trying to steady his shaking hand.
The first thing he noticed when he stepped inside was that the room was completely empty. Not a single piece of furniture, carpeting, painting or other decoration. Regulus was standing in the middle of the too large looking room, surrounded by grey, cold walls. He looked cool and collected. The sobbing, confused boy from yesterday was gone. This was someone who had come to a decision; who had accepted their fate.
Regulus didn't have to speak. Seeing the sombre expression on his face, Remus