the eyepatch and the handcuffs his hands have promisedthe eyepatch and the handcuffs2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to wipe off every fingerprint
your last lover left on you
he has sworn he will
wear gloves, when he needs to,
and pay attention to the instructions on the boxes
"this side up"
and you have sworn
you will try to let him
i hear your bodies whispering these things to each other
when you think i'm asleep
and i've seen your nervous window-glances
when he is mumbling oaths into your neck
you still cherish the swirling bruises
because you think they're all you deserve
breathe deepbreathe deep.breathe deep1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
breathe it shallowly if you need to,
if filling your lungs to bursting
is too much,
but breathe the depth-
of tree roots
and ethnic roots
and the roots planted by love.
and the orgiastic fullness
it gives the empty shell
you try so hard to stuff
but nothing sticks;
because deep is star-soaked
desperate with creeping beauty
like attar and trellis
and the june moon.
this is how you keep her.
this is how you say,
this is our permanent address.
this is how you say i love you
with something more than words.
Death by IgnoranceDeath truly comes to those who are shunnedDeath by Ignorance1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Lying, restless, in societal sleep
Death comes truly and not as a stun;
And with this death, nobody weeps.
Death comes truly to those forgotten
Lost between memory and care
Death comes truly to those begotten
In hatred's burning snare.
But above these both, Death comes the most-
And it comes so without warning;
To the rejects and outcast, it comes as a ghost,
To welcome their day each morning.
A Note To MyselfJumbles and tumbles of words, mockingbirdsA Note To Myself1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's nothing new here, fly away
Find the edge of the day and lift it up
from the darkness
Build a city of dreams and live in it
Construct monuments to the Somethingness
The something that exists once you've peeled
all the layers away
Stop the yammering and hammering of worn-out ideas
Circling the same spot where nothing grows
Find the light and bathe in it until an Eden-like
Life, with a capitol 'L'
The Not So PerfectI cant tell you how many times I've tried to be normalThe Not So Perfect1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to be someone that is looked up upon
someone who is there for everyone
and someone well respected in society.
I learned at a young age I was someone who'd never please anyone
who always felt she wasn't good enough
and could never do anything to meet ones expectations
This is the starting point of my mindset
Everyday I look in the mirror
trying to love myself
trying to meet those high expectations and standards I give myself
but guess what, it never happens
I will never be perfect
my skin will never be perfect
I will never have the beautiful bubbly personality I wish I had
and I will never wish to be perfect
Perfection is just a concept that society has made for us
something that we all wish to be
but will always be in an arms reach of
So always be happy that you are imperfect
that you are not a copy
and that because of how you grew up and how you live your day makes you unique
which is by far better than perfect
Cold and WoundedYour cold, dead, eyes make me weakCold and Wounded1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
They intrigue me more and more everytime I see them
They remind me of a wall
A wall thats been put up for years
getting reinforced and stronger everyday
it makes you wonder why someone
someone so cold
and yet good hearted
throws up such a wall to block people out
I will never be able to comprehend
why someone so cold and unalive
will be so beautiful.
Sun Child,I am freezingSun Child,1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
& I am hungry
for fever’s lips-
her inky fingers
a dry stomach.
My body is an ocean,
my limbs, but oars.
My tongue & teeth,
a life raft
keeping this madness
from sinking into blue.
Offering up 102 degrees
You would think
I had something to say.
Time Passes By - Poem by Ritsu/Sekaiichi HatsukoiTime passes byTime Passes By - Poem by Ritsu/Sekaiichi Hatsukoi1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the memories fade
But the love that we shared
Will always remain
I thought I could forget
About the past
And all of the times
We spent together
I believed that
My feelings for you
Would slowly fade away
Along with the passage of time
I would never again
Let you enter this heart of mine
For a time everything was fine
But suddenly you appeared before me
Causing these forgotten emotions
To well up inside of me once more
I find myself in utter confusion
And my world has been turned upside down
Some how I'm being swept away
By these uncontrollable feelings I have for you
Time passes by
And the memories fade
But time can't erase
The love that we've made
This love that we shared has never gone away
I've known from the start
You will always have my heart
Winter BluesA blanket fallen from the cloudsWinter Blues1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Covers the land as snow falls down,
So white, white as a wedding gown,
White, white as the burial shrouds.
The firs wear coats made of snow,
The solemn silence like mist soars
To mountain tops from valley floors,
Silence of graves does follow.
Lonely cart tracks slowly fade,
Now they only lead to nowhere,
Their origin is no longer there,
Soon they are but a white shade
A blanket fallen from the sky
Covers the peaceful land below
With the innocently white snow
Comes the cold that lets us die.
The Little Angel From HellThrough a series of ridiculously unnatural events, an angel was born in hell. This scared the jellybugs out of the local demon populace. Angels in hell? The very idea was torture inducing. And yet, here before them was proof to the contrary. So, what were they to do with this angel?The Little Angel From Hell1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The overwhelming majority of the local demon populace proposed killing the little angel. Their usual solution to any and every problem. However, just as they were about to fry the little angel, it was Headmaster Villonicus of the Weeping Blossom Independent School District who spoke up and suggested they raise her as a demon. This caused everyone to pause and realize the truth. That was a damn fine idea.
A bit of arguing followed after that. Where she lived, what she ate, whether her wings should be clipped, yada yada. Headmaster Villonicus paid no attention to their ramblings. He was too busy waiting for the day when the little angel would make her way to Weeping Blossom.
Sadly, Headmaster Villonicus passe
Bimbo - A Resident Evil Fan Fiction - Ch1Bimbo - A Resident Evil Fan Fiction - Ch11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
~Early in the evening, 17:45~
The clandestine female spy is in her apartment, chilling with her government agent fiancé
The beautiful and mysterious spy of Chinese-American descent is busy applying nail polish on her toes while her agent lover is just using his laptop when he came across something
Ada, you busy?
Busy doing my toenails, then yes
I wanna show you something
Hold on, gimme me a few minutes
Alright, what is it that you want to show me?
Here, check this out
Is this some kind of cheap love story that Ive no interest in ?
Just read the details
A comic eh? This looks intriguing
During the recent events, the female spy in red and the government agent grew close and closer to one another, to the point of being playful with one another while still retaining their duties and responsibilities
A Korean comic strip?
Thank You. 2 - poem by Shion [NO.6 yaoi]Whenever I'm hurtThank You. 2 - poem by Shion [NO.6 yaoi]1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're always there to comfort me
Holding me tenderly in your warm embrace
You give the courage to keep moving forward
And to walk towards the future
So I say these words to you
For always being there
When I needed you the most
Throughout all the good and bad times
We have shared and for all of the
Tears that have been shed
Even if my feelings for you remain undelivered
They will stay within this heart of mine
I find myself alone once again tonight
Ice flowers begin to fall
As they cover the barren streets
In a blanket of white
I can't even recall
Where this place is any more
It's just a distant memory to me now
But there's just one wish
That my soul yearns for
It's to see you once again
I long to say the words
That dwell in this heart of mine
For lifting me up when I was down
For being the light and guiding me back
When I was lost in the dark depths of despair
In this never-ending night
A shooting star illuminates the starless
Pickles -APH-The front door opened, and a series of thumps announced his entrance. Ludwig got out of his comfortable chair and walked downstairs, bracing himself for the catastrophe that was a drunk Gilbert.Pickles -APH-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"After all these years, shouldn't his alcohol tolerance be ridiculously high by now?" Ludwig mumbled, waiting for the first lamp to be knocked over. Crash! And there it went. "He probably has beer for blood, I wouldn't be surprised if he's constantly buzzed."
"Kesese, kesesese " A door opened and shut, and Ludwig decided to get it over with. He was the embodiment of the country of Germany, he could handle his older brother! "Where are they "
"Bruder, what are you looking for."
"Kesese, wouldn't you like to know!" Ludwig noted dryly that though Gilbert's motor functions and reasoning might be slightly impaired, his speech was fine.
"Go upstairs and sleep it off, Bruder."
"NO! I HAVE TO PROTECT THIS HOUSE FROM EVIL!" Well That was a new prerogative. Normally Gilbert just wanted to
for all intensive purposesi am accused of beingfor all intensive purposes1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
a category five--
but i will not excuse the way my skin aches.
i want storms.
i remember the way Katrina screamed &
if you press your ear to my chest you will hear the same.
the moan turning into a pitch, the pitch
screaming until the throat is too raw to be
more than a whimper.
the way it stops
silently racked until it bursts forth once more.
i will not apologize for being demolition.
scars exist on every woman
too powerful to contain herself.
MatterIt is only a matter of timeMatter1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
until the stone lays down with the sheep
Rested firmly above the holes
where our eyes used to be.
It is only a matter of matter
until epitaph and eulogy diminish to dust
becomes the eternal home,
not where our souls used to be.
It is only a matter of fact
that our words will become reductionist, redundant,
the world will forget
where our words used to be.
Why......? poem for Junjo RomanticaWhy does my heartWhy......? poem for Junjo Romantica1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Begin to race
Whenever I hear
The soothing tone
Of your voice
As you whisper softly
In my ear the words
I most long to hear
Those words that are
Engraved upon my heart
Why do I find myself
Blushing when I see
Your smiling face
Which is filled
With such grace
And the way you
Gaze at me with
Those captivating eyes
Why do I think about you
Of every minute of the day
How I constantly worry about you
And if you're doing okay
Why do I let myself
Get swept away by you
These emotions that
Well up inside of me
Are something I just
Can't ignore any more
Why does my body
Tremble from your touch
How I yearn for your
Gentle hands to caress me
As they map out every inch of my body
Letting me know that I belong to you
Why do I love so much
How did it come to this
That you would be the one
Who would show me
What it truly means to love
You who treats me like a precious jewel
It's as though I'm your whole world
Why do you love me the way that you do?
And why do I feel
It Changes and It Stays the SameIchigo was different.It Changes and It Stays the Same1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rukia was immediately aware of the change. She watched him walk home from school, head down, face set in that perpetual frown she’d become so accustomed to. It was his eyes she noticed though. They were harder than she remembered and they held a strange breed of fear, buried deep, but still so clear to her. And then there was his reiatsu; it was obscured. For most shinigami, such a technique would take years to learn, but she sensed that Ichigo had developed it out of necessity. He was smothering his own energy, denying it. He kept it concealed even when he killed a small hollow that afternoon. He could have finished it far more cleanly had he used his bankai, but he was holding himself back.
She should have been worried. She should have been afraid for him. She wasn’t. Right now, she was pissed off.
The moment she’d set foot in this world, even dampened and smothered by his own fears, she’d still been able to feel his reiatsu. Her powers h
In the Arms of a Criminal Chapter 1In the Arms of a Criminal Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the Arms of a Criminal
Yellow and orange leaves crunched under Ronald’s white shoes as he walked down a deserted moonlit street towards an old pier no longer used as a port. The old weathered wooden planks creaked loudly under his weight as he stepped off the dirt road and onto the dry rotted dock. The young reaper scowled to himself as a board broke and his foot fell through the splintered wood, nearly causing him to fall as his ankle twisted painfully.
He had canceled his date with Vivian; the cute nurse from the medical department, for this? He cursed to himself as he yanked his foot back up out of the hole. William had to have something against him. His work load seemed to grow with each passing day, and overtime had become expected for the bi-colored reaper after the incident on the Campania. At first he thought it was because of the incident itself. So much had gone wrong on the mission for himself and Grell…that demon Michaelis, the crazy old retired r
Let Me Carry YouHush said the angelLet Me Carry You1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Don't be lonely anymore
I'm here right beside you
Like so many times before
Time and again
I'll be here to fill your heart
Tonight I'm gonna show you
We're never far apart
Hush said the angel
You can tell me like it is
'Cos I'm not here to judge you
All I offer you is this
Time and again
I'll be here to fill your dreams
Tonight I'm gonna show you
Love is closer than it seems
Let me carry you
Let me be the one
Let me carry you
I can be the one
Let me care for you
I can heal the pain until it's gone
Let me carry you so you can carry on
Let me carry you so you can carry on
neptune gave him his eyes.You gave me all you had but i amneptune gave him his eyes.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
ten times more broken than ever before.
people will tell me to move on and get a life
but i don't know how to do that without
mother told me never to fall in love with a
boy with the eyes of neptune,
but i couldn't help but kiss the saltwater tears away from his
the fates wouldn't be cruel as to take you away
i think i was meant to love you forever [would they?]
remember, 9 years old my daddy died
And you held me in the pouring rain.
oh the battles we fought together [i took that knife for you]
and you ran, ran, never let me go
but then they took you away and left me with
butterflies of shadows erupting from my bloody chest that
used to hold your heartbeat
i wish i wish
gods do you remember
me staring at your broken body
and you staring at my broken heart
don't go don't go
but it's all over now.
i found a place to call home in the warmth of your arms,
in the happiness in your laugh
how to become a writer.don't.how to become a writer.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
stay away from
pencils and pens.
or at blank pages
of notebook paper.
to the emerald sigh of
the shredded sheets
everything you've worked
your whole life to run away from.
don't live in the moment.
let love and fear float by,
just a skimming whisper,
because a whisper
is better than nothing.
a whisper is better
than the brittle falling-apart
suffer from catoptric tristesse,
but don't think about it
(for too long, anyways.)
look at the mirror
but never look yourself
in the eye,
because who knows what you've become?
don't write what you're feeling.
you don't even know what you're feeling.
leave the pencil alone,
because the pencil will not submit
to the slow,
of your life.
You gave me sunset loveShe was grass-stainedYou gave me sunset love1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
with bleeding, bare-foot
because she’d always said
that shoes were for porcelain girls
afraid of callous skin.
and she was not fear.
when it crept in on white
she would make lions of trembling girls,
which craved and devoured
from her temples
You can't hurt me anymore.