Necromancers MonologueThey cast me out; the ignorant fools. Fearful of what their minds, numbed after generations of dirt farming, are unable to comprehend.Necromancers Monologue6 years ago in Horror More Like This
Graverobber! they cried. Freak! they shouted. Hurling spoiled vegetables and insults at me as the chased me away. They will regret that soon oh yes.
For months I have prepared, here in the catacombs. Hundreds of loyal, perfect servants heed every nuance of my thought. I need not even speak an order; merely will it and they will make it true.
Life is filthy. Disgusting in its futility why do they cling to it so?
They celebrate it even. Flowers they leech upon their surroundings and die, once they have spread their seeds for another generation of pointless beings.
So like the people who rip them from the ground. Removing the very thing they seek to honor.
And moonlight Oh the moonlight! It is so romantic and poetic! , Bah! They do not appreciate its true poesy! Their foolish perception is like
I Love...It sends shivers down my spineI Love...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The way your body latches onto mine
And The Way you scream my name
Pleasure mixed in with all the pain
I love how your hips bruise so easily
How you shake with need after saying that you don't 'need' me
Your stubborn pride soon fades-
because you know you love it when I make you beg
When you say 'you're the best' through half lidded eyes and gasping breath
That flustered face-
The gap between your teeth-
The way your body responds so eagerly
How under pressure you falter
When your pelvis thrust slightly forward
The embaressment on your face when you hear all the nasty things I have to say
How when your ashamed your Azure hair hangs down in your face
The way your body never breaks-
I love the way you take the pain...
You'd think twiceYou'd think twice,You'd think twice1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know you would.
If you knew the truth
of what I've done.
I've hurt myself,
and I can't promise
I won't do it again.
I'm broken down,
and not very pretty
in the first place
so if you knew everything else
you would think twice
I know almost certainly.
For why have someone that is
broken and insecure
when you can have
someone with less problems?
why go after me,
when there's someone better?
who has no scars,
who has not hurt their family.
someone that is not damaged.
yes I'm pretty sure
you would think twice
about liking me
if you knew the whole truth.
because why have me
when there's someone
that isn't broken
I can'tI can’t. I simply can’t write.I can't8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’m lost; I’m out of my mind.
I’m stuck between this and another line.
I want to cry but I don’t know why.
I can’t. I can’t write.
I can’t even force myself to try.
But I want to write. I want to fill this paper with words.
I want to write about everything in the world.
I want to feel the satisfaction of letting go my heart, my soul, my every thought.
I want to. But I can’t.
It’s not writer’s block, and it’s not the lack of muse or inspiration,
it’s nothing but a pure devastation.
I search for the words which not meant to be found,
I’m lost in the emptiness and I can’t find way out,
every line that I write fades away without a sign
and I want to cry but I’m not even able to do that.
No one understands lonely poet that screams into the night,
no one understands lonely girl that hides from the light,
no one seem to understand or care,
no one is out there a
Say GoodbyeBecause I wasn't her you went and vanished,Say Goodbye3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And in turn you left my heart famished.
Could I not give you any reason,
To have stayed for one more season?
If you had given me a little more time then,
I would have not still been dwelling on back when...
Whenever you'd write asking if I was okay,
I'd have pretended my life had passed away
Why did you even try to write me anymore?
Was it you seeking what you once had before?
Did you not even really care about me
It does not matter because I think honestly
I had decided to go let our relationship fall through,
As it had hung against the strain of darkening blue.
So that I wouldn't feel the pain of asking myself why ?
With small softening cries to the sky, I will finally say:
Look withinDon't sharpen your sword,Look within4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
for the enemy you seek
may be within you.
Give a psycho the alphabet and you will get thisA is for amputationGive a psycho the alphabet and you will get this4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
B for behead
C is the cataclysm
D for decapitating the dead
E for eradication
F for forgotten dreams
G for giving up hope
H is for the hate in the world
I for insufferable pains
J is jamming the common tides of bad and good
K is killing innocent lives
L for the lost times
M for the massacres
N for no survivors
and O for the opposing side
P for the persecution of those undeserving
Q for questioning if or not what we are doing is wrong
R is the rational mind slipping away
S for the sanity that no longer takes play
T as the turmoil and confusion of the world
U for undergoing these tormentuos times
V for vexing the minds of young
W for wanting to just end this all
X are for the eyes of all those ready for their graves
Y have you put us through this pain?
Z is the end and ours is near
Fuck you too.Drop dead, Gorgeous...Fuck you too.5 years ago in Other More Like This
That disappoints me... that I can STILL hear your voice
dripping off the light-bulb.
I swore ten times backwards that it was... choked off.
Sometimes, it's just... just.too.much.
One day, I'll pull the trigger,
and you can wash all the love I had once for you off the wall.
Or maybe I'll just hold you... in my hand
and drown you in my own personal ocean.
I don't know... I'm not a goddamn psychic.
Maybe you should just kill me,
pop me off one of these days.
Do us BOTH a favor...
What If We Were Poets?Do you ever wonder what it's like to come face-to-faceWhat If We Were Poets?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
with the planets? To curl your fingers in the air without
meeting thousands of plaster ceilings? What if I showed you
how to cross Saturn's rings, inhale the atmosphere of Venus?
You would enter the Earth (and it's a strange place to call home,
really) with ice crystals at the corners of your mouth and ash
clouds stuck to the insides of your fingernails. Let me tell you,
it's a beginner's worry that you'll burn up in the atmosphere,
but I've had helium and hydrogen daubed on the base of my tongue.
Oh, and do you ever brush past the windows on train carriages
and wonder what cornfields are like when they're your sky
and your Earth's crust? What if I took you to the white cliffs
of somewhere or other and taught you how to spread your wings
and not hit the ground? What if I showed you mazes, and became
the red threads around your thumbs? If you'll just trust me, I'll let you
see that getting lost should only worry you in jungles of co
Valentine quotes: Alpha and dancestors(Alpha kids)Valentine quotes: Alpha and dancestors1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
GG: Betty Crocker can make as many baked goods as she wants but shucks buster she has nothing as sweet as you!
GT: Woah nelly! A good adventure can have my heart racing jolly fast, but you'd just make it stop in it's tracks!
TT: I was one of the last people on earth, but there's only one reason why I felt lonely. Because you weren't there.
TG: i would get drunk everytomew if it maent i wuld wake up in your arms. *everytime *meant
Rufioh: Man 1f 1 had a dollar for every t1me 1 sa1d bangarang... 1 would use 1t to buy you the world s1nce you're already my world.
Mituna: H4V3 Y0U 533N MY H43RT? 83C4U53 1 TH1NK Y0U H4V3 1T
Kankri: I can't seem t9 explain it but y9u always manage t9 trigger my heart int9 frantic palpitati9ns.
Annorexia NervosaIn the mirrorAnnorexia Nervosa2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a girl is sleeping
on mounds of fat,
a gluttony victim
shedding more tears
On the other side,
she drips self-loathing
from every pore,
s t r e t c h i n g
over razor-like collarbones
as she sheds
(almost) as many pounds
waiting.3 hours.waiting.2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
red neon numbers counting down the hours left before you leave these decaying walls and coffee stain ceilings and hard tongued people. the sun lies sleeping across the skin of your neck and you can hear the skin cells aging as their jaded eyes pull across you again. you don't belong, but stay too long and your eyes will become a matching shade of hopeless. boredom sterilized into the ordinary. your tongue wants to slip back down your throat but the tiles stare back relentlessly and some things just have to be swallowed without that spoonful of sugar.
2 hours and 11 minutes.
safety glares in white and yellow and red. and don't you dare forget gloves and a hardhat. always wear workboots. early mornings cloud heavy minds. you brush cobwebs back with fingers of coffee and a stick of nicotine. past corpses of stubs litter the dirt beneath worn sneakers like packing peanuts. your expectations hitchhiking away with the smoke from chapped lips. you crack rough jokes and the gravel in
truths.i started sleeping in the cartruths.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because it had doors that locked.
i got so used to lying
that the excuses slipped off my tongue like silver spoons.
my body started looking
more like a stranger than a home, and i'm really not sure where my soul fits any longer.
and the clock has become a timebomb,
just ticking off the daysminutesseconds until he walks the 27 steps to my door.
my feet are raw from boarding streets barefoot
and my fingers are bandaged from climbing citytop roofs just to wave goodbye to the setting sun.
we've gotten so good at acting
that sometimes I can believe we're both alright.
and we've perfected the art of avoiding each other
like planets on different orbits-
Except when we don't.
like the way you derail the train
and we hit like a supernova but there isn't anything beautiful about the collateral damage, no.
No, its more like the space of breathe b e f o r e an explosion
like the space between two ribs.
like the dips drawn across the
Taxonomy of Dragons, etc.KingdomPhylumClassOrderFamilyGenusSpeciesSubspeciesAnimalia (Animals)Chordata (Vertebrates)Xenosauria (Dragons)Calidraco (Warm Dragons)Pennadracidae (Feathered Dragons)Avidraco (Bird Dragons)senas (Six-eye Dragon)Pennadraco (Feathered Dragons)Pennaserpens (Feathered Serpents)Rhenadracidae (Furry Dragons)Rhenadraco (Furry Dragons)Rhenoserpens (Furry Serpents)sangan (Three-eyed Bloodscratch Dragon)Neradraco (Water Dragons)Aquadracidae (Aquatic Dragons)Salocean (Saltwater Dragons)crystallis (Crystal Dragon)Aquatios (Freshwater Dragons)Amphidracidae (Amphibious Dragons)N/Aaquus (Water Dragon)Squamadraco (Scaled Dragons)Occidentidae (Western Dragons)Bipeda (Two-legged Western Dragons)chioni (Frost Dragon)wyvere (Wyverns)Tetrapa (Four-legged Western Dragons)aureo (Gold Dragon)fortis (Mega Dragon)glaciictum (Ice-Breathing Dragon)inferna (Hell Dragon)montis (Mountain Dragon)rex (Mountain King Dragon)rufus (Red Dragon)umbra (Black Dragon)ventum (Royal Green Dragon)veridis (Green Dragon)MTaxonomy of Dragons, etc.3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
VOCALOID genre playlist: ROCKVOCALOID genre playlist: ROCK4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
OK! Since the VOCAradio forum has been desert the last weeks and i spend a lot of time doing this, i decided upload it here, in DA, where i think will be very useful.
This is very easy to understand, however i'm concious maybe i'll be wrong with the categories... However, they work anyways.
So i took all my vocaloid songs and I split them in 4 principal categories: Rock, Pop, Techno and "another" (Jazz, waltz, folk, etc). Also inside them i split again all songs in subcategories, all of them did 9 folders with some specific characteristics. Techno is in progress... i like it too much and i took my time listening them.
What you have right down are nine playlists, if you copyxpaste the link in an empty tab/window it will take you to a 4shared page with all songs in a playlist and you can play any of them when you want and like. The green bottom with a white arrow at the right of each song (is small) is the direct download bottom (i think...)
· I used my own personal criteria to divi
My Life Without YouThe sun and the moon would still rise and fall the same,My Life Without You6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They still do.
The stars would still twinkle,
As they do so now.
The grass would still grow,
Just like always.
The wind would still move the clouds across the never-ending sky.
And they keep moving.
The world would still go on.
And time would not stop.
The world would not notice if I had to live life without you.
It didn't notice.
Everything would keep on going in the continuous cycle of life.
And it does.
The world would never notice if you were never here.
But I would.
And i still do.
Because of you my life has so much more meaning.
But that meaning is gone now.
I would notice if you were not here, my dear.
Oh, and do I ever notice.
I would miss your smile that would always be there,
I miss it so much.
I would notice the absence of your kisses,
I touch my lips wishing you were there.
Your arms always open to take me in.
But their n
England X Reader: Slender Man (Part 1)The bushy-eye browed Englishman picked up the phone. "Hello, Alfred. May I help you?"England X Reader: Slender Man (Part 1)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"YEAH DUDE!" The obnoxious personification of the country of America shouted in his usual loud tone. "I WANT YOU TO COME OVER! ME AND CANADANADANADANA ARE GOING TO GO OUT INTO THE WOODS TONIGHT AND SEARCH FOR SLENDY! I WANNA HAVE YOU AND FRANCY PANTS TO COME WITH US."
"I don't really want to "
"ARTIE! DUDE! YOU LIKE, TOTALLY NEED TO GO! IT WILL SUCK BALLS WITHOUT YOU!" Alfred exclaimed to the personification of England, Arthur Kirkland.
He sighed. "Fine. I'll come."
America shouted into the phone again. "OH YEAH. I FORGOT! WE ARE INVITING (Country Name) TOO!" England waited for him to continue, but he already heard the dial tone, which meant he had hung up.
"(F/N)?" He thought, and then sighed. Arthur Kirkland, the blonde haired, bushy eye browed, English gentleman had a huge crush on said girl. She had beautiful (h/l) (h/c) hair, and (e/c) eyes that appeared to glow to such a degree, he thinks h
Divine MagickTales that swim around incredulityDivine Magick5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
visions of unbroken Magick, divine
phantasm becomes our existence
around us the Magick will shine.
Gathered by the awareness we possess
as one we feel the Magick align
enchanted tales that once felt fictitious
we worship the Magick, divine.
The meaning enriches fradgile faith
the strength overwhelms the spirit
we rest upon belief in our God,
for divine Magick, we feel it.
.Love. ...Love....Love.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some crave it
Some love it
Some hate it
Some need it
Others abuse it
Others use it
Others are obsessive to a point
It's a word that can mean so much
It's a word that can mean so little
It's a word some don't understand
It's a word that some simply dismiss
It's just a four letter word
But some people fear it so much
It's nothing to be scared of
But others aren't sure
Sometimes...Sometimes I ruin everything around me...Sometimes...5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Sometimes I don't have all the answers...
Sometimes I can't hold everything together...
Sometimes I screw up...
Sometimes I fail...
Sometimes I'm not enough a reason...
Sometimes what I say doesn't matter...
Sometimes I don't matter...
Sometimes I don't do anything right...
Sometimes I say the wrong thing...
Sometimes it is all my fault...
Sometimes I just want to give up...
But I read your words and you make me
feel like the greatest person in the world...
MemoryWandering through a forest of memories, each tree a moment; feelings etched into the bark encasing the lifeblood, the flesh of those memories. The air is still, but leaves lose their grip and flutter to the ground as a moment of memory is forgotten, as a notion descends to join the damp depths of the lost. Only occasional rays of light penetrate the ceiling of leaves, filtering to the ground to highlight one buried memory, one hidden feeling, one lost painting of a moment.Memory2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The BreezeThe sun rose, revealing a pale pink sunrise. The weathered tree stretched its limbs towards the sky, taking in the feeble hints of morning rays. The valley teemed with minuscule droplets of fog, suspended on the air, floating weightlessly as if trapped in a dream. They clung to the hope that their dark, life-giving dawn would linger, if only for a moment longer. In their desperation they diffused any weak beams of sunlight that managed to pervade thembut as the sun grew in its intensity, the tiny droplets began to feel their strength fade. They struggled to preserve their form, but in an agonizing but inevitable transformation they felt themselves metamorphosed into nothing more than the air they once floated on.The Breeze3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sun's newly strengthened rays pierced the canopy of the tree. The leaves began to wake from their nightly repose as they felt the darkness melt away, murmuring and shuddering with every tiny breath of air. They unfurled themselves as they prepared for yet another lac