Das Blut rot Nacht (Poetry)The air is clear, but then is white.Das Blut rot Nacht (Poetry)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A beautiful whisp in a frozen sky.
As gone as quick as it was made be.
A wonderful thing it is to be free.
A sound, a noise, a glimpse of fate.
Aproacing at speed, with no love or hate.
A monster of steel, no emotion to show.
A streak of white light that leaves scars in the snow.
As the scars get deeper and the enemy aproaches.
My consious starts reeling with fear most abundant.
A impact, a pain, flying up through the air.
White, red, black, the order goes.
A mother, a daughter, left in tears.
A puddle, a resting place, no more fears.
Heartless, Souless, again and again.
The monsters keep coming to carry out their sin.
A splatter, another, as all goes black.
A consiousness fading in the silver night.
A family weeps as it will for years.
A sheilding of eyes as come more tears.
A scream wreakes the night as a body flows.
Disrespected, forgotten, all alone.
Once a model now a empty shunned soul.
Where went the beauty and where went the grace?
past path - present painheartache tastes like a storm in summer.past path - present pain3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
it comes suddenly, soaking you to the bone to wash the same old yesterdays out of your bloodstream and leaves you feeling cold for longer than you can handle without making you sick.
time has played with my memories.
life twisted and turned until you faded out of it, like a moon that once ruled the sky hid behind the clouds. yet sometimes it gets curious and peeks from behind them, blinding me instantly.
a dull ache weighs down my chest.
it makes it hard to breathe when I realize that once the girl holding your hand was me. I was the one whose eyes you adored, whose lyrics you tried to decode, whose lips you bit in frustration. I was the one who made you cry, because you looked beautiful with tearstained cheeks and trembling hands holding me by the neck.
she can make you smile, but darling I made you laugh and scream at the same time, I made you break things to put them back together and in the morning I kissed you goodnight.
ice queenShe takes you by the hipsice queen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because she's too hungry
to appreciate the warmth
of your hands.
She transforms you with her fingers,
bending every edge till you're just her
ball, made of glass,
that she shakes once in a while.
She always preferred ice over sunshine.
And I can't stand the sight of her,
she chills me to the bone.
Because she has my whole world
in the palm of her hand
and I fear she might break it.
Animal Abuse PoemThere sits a cat,Animal Abuse Poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
His paws on the curb,
Not a cat on a mat,
For he has no home,
And there lies a lion,
Up to his belly in water,
His mane in rags,
Dead eyes thereafter,
And there dances a bear,
With chains on his legs,
A ring in his nose,
And a stick in his ribs,
And there stands a dog,
His ribs broken,
His flesh torn,
A rope around his jaws,
And all lay down,
And closed their eyes,
And there lies the animals,
With no soul behind their eyes.
Sincerest Apologies It was a sunny morning. The sun beamed blissfully above the heads of many. People and Pokémon walked and laughed as they basked in their daily lives. Only one, however, stood in silence; mouth forming a straight scowling line. Her hair was pulled into two little pigtails. Her attire was nothing of the usual since ever she started her adventure. Only her hat was absent, instead gripped in her grasp and flapped slowly as a fan to her face. The girl scoffed louder, not hesitating to flash her impatience and annoyance. Typhlosion stood beside the grumbling girl, his red eyes carefully focusing on the human.Sincerest Apologies2 years ago in Romance More Like This
She glanced at her Pokégear for the hundredth time. It's been an hour! Her mind screamed as her hazel eyes focused on the time. She knew he would be hesitant to see her today. But that doesn't mean he should rudely go to this extent.
Especially not on her birthday.
The scorching rays of the sun hit
Of Sugar and Honey1. ConflictingOf Sugar and Honey2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Give me back my Pokémon, you meanie!" Leaf shouted angrily, arms rose in the air and feet hopping little hops. Unfortunately, Green was proven taller than her as he stretched his arm upwards, fingers tightly clutching her Pokéball.
"Once a shorty, always a shorty, huh?" Green ignorantly spat, lips posing a naughty smirk. The young woman in front of him only cast a sharp glare. Her cheeks were puffed. Her lips were pouted and frowned.
And honestly, that only made Green even happier.
"Shorty!" The young leader happily laughed. Before Leaf could even punch his chest even though it would just be tickles for him Green wrapped his free arm around her waist and pulled her closer. "You're cute when being bullied by me." Grinning like a fool, Green softly pecked her nose, thus stunning Leaf shut.
Leaf, now engulfed with bashfulness instead of anger, could only freeze with cheeks as hot as the sun. "W-why you Meanie!"
Monochrome Changes Change is inevitable.Monochrome Changes3 years ago in Drama More Like This
White quietly wiped her tears as she watched her friends disappear from her sight. She breathed a low chuckle, mind still swirling at the thought of leaving her hometown.
Are you okay, Lady White?
Reshiram asked her, slightly worried about White's wellbeing. Before the vast white Pokémon could ponder about turning back, White quickly answered, "I'm fine, Reshiram. I'll be fine. It's just some tears. No biggie."
She heard him purr a laugh. Very well, then. White was always too egoistic to show off her flaws. Reshiram flapped his white wings gently, careful not to drop his hero. So where to, Lady White?
Suddenly, a red light flashed from White's belt. Banette hopped out of her ball and plopped on the brunette's head. White's chuckle turned into small laughs at her Pokémon's antics. She brought the ghost-type into her a
2: the first questionThe first thing I noticed was the fez on her lap. I saw it as I scanned the tube for empty seats; a flash of red in the corner of my eye. It perched delicately on her thighs like a small, unassuming puppy that stared at passerby with large eyes, silently daring them to challenge its right to be there. I gaped at it; the train started forward with a jerk and I had to grab onto the metal pole in front of me to keep my balance. The ungainly motion of my body lurching forward caught the eye of the fez's owner; I saw her look up at me quickly, then duck her eyes down to her hands, which were diminutive and pale and folded neatly in her lap, just behind the fez. I sneezed loudly into the sleeve of my trench coat and she smiled. It was for barely an instantóand, it was probably an attack on my limbs and their length and the strangeness with which they movedóbut it was enough to cause an unfamiliar tug inside me, not unlike the movement of the train.2: the first question3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tough Cookie White frowned as she gazed upon nothing in particular. His lips were curved upside-down for almost half an hour. If she kept her stance much longer, it might stay permanent on her face. Her arms were crossed against her chest as she impatiently sat on the couch. Her aqua eyes glared at the people in the television, even though those random humans gave no reaction to her unneeded silent threat.Tough Cookie2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was bad enough her period had decided to 'stop by' and demolish her entire female reproductive system to a point where she couldn't do anything except stay still and hiss at the sun, but the fridge was out of chocolate.
And although that seemed like such a small matter, White was questionably infuriated that they were out of sugary treats.
It didn't help that N came at a bad time and annoyed her.
Well, to be frank, he didn't annoy her. He merely walked into the kitchen and happily cheered, "Good morning,
Bring it on!You can make me bleedBring it on!3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You can make me cry
You can torture me
Even take my life
But my heart, my soul, you will never have
If you listen carefully enough, you may hear the last echoes of my nevermore beating heart
You can bind my hands
You can blind my eyes
You can cut of my wings
Try to poses my mind
But my freedom, my will, cannot be broght down
If you look closely enough, you can see my fragile light slowly fading out
You can shut my mouth
You can make me crawl
You can hit me
Cause me to fall
But my determination, my mind, shall only grow stronger
If you lean near enough, you might feel the warmth of my last tender breath
Rivals' Concept1. GreenRivals' Concept2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"I'm the sexy douche who acts all snobbish yet bitches want a piece of me." Green snorted in arrogance as he held his waist in complete pride.
"I'm the miserable bastard who is even a bigger douche and hates every living soul but is actually a tortured kid who wants love from his father who doesn't even give two shits about him." Silver wept in the corner, his hands covering his face.
"Also my rival either looks like a girl or Mario's long lost sister."
"Nobody cares about you." Green butted in before Wally even had a chance to finish.
"I'M THE EXCITED CHILDHOOD FRIEND WHO CAN'T EVEN SIT STILL AND TALKS REALLY FAST AND CAN'T COUNT TO TEN AND SCREAMS AS LOUDLY AS POSSIBLE AND-"
Jun was silenced in an instant as soon as Silver's fist met his face.
"I am the smart rival who pursues strength and wears sexy jeggings for extra butt flavour." Cheren blatantly pronounced as he pushed the bridge of his sp
The Silent SufferersMany people out there treat them badly.The Silent Sufferers2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Many people viciously murdering them.
It's a waste, you know,
'Cause they love you no matter what
No matter what you wear,
No matter the amount of money in your pocket,
No matter how beautiful you are,
No matter if you have any neurological disorders,
You could be the poorest and most hopeless person in the world and they will still love you.
These beings are animals,
God's gift to this selfish, messed up world.
You know about those poor puppies thrown in dumpsters?
Abused by those ignorant, sick and twisted people that don't have a word to describe how awful they are!
(You know who you are!)
It's stuck there, scarred on both the inside and outside,
Left to rot and suffer.
It sits there, death slowly overpowering its life,
Wondering what it did to deserve this.
Millions of dogs and cats are put to sleep, you know.
That wouldn't happen,
There might not even be animal shelters,
If we all actually gave a damn!
If we all loved them
Wings Of LightWings Of Light2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wings Of Light
Upon me is the last dawn
Faded away has the last dusk
I leave behind all of the rights and wrongs
I don't deserve an afterlife that is also rough
Mesmerized in deep suspense
As I await the final arrival
My tears become so intense
These last moments of hope are vital
Allow me to break away
Accept the toll of my undying faith
I was careless as I fell
Mocking life itself
Every secret I held
Defined a broken side of myself
An inner slaughter I could not defend
A one-sided war that I could not fight against
My downfall is what I didn't want to prevent
I always lusted after the idea of my final descent
Because I knew that in the end I would ascend
All I can really do is live this divided life as best as I can
I realized that the only thing in perfection is being broken
And the only way to get rid of that is to wipe out my existence
Shine down and shine true
I will no longer be powerless
You don't know how long I've been waiting for you
A Very Short StoryA Very Short Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone was two inches tall.
IndistinctYou have not a voice, so that you can whisper.Indistinct2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Then how will you your secret tell?
When you say nothing.
Because you cannot.
You have not color, for the daylight to see.
So how may I know of your secret, do tell me?
When there is now nothing to look upon.
Because the light won't let me.
You have not kindness in your inherited temper.
So how can you give away so much?
When all you have is love.
You are of so many riddles.
Who, you cannot manifest,
Though I know, you biggest riddle is empathy.
NorwayXReader//Northern LightNorwayXReader//Northern Light3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your exams were finally over. To celebrate, your mom and dad would pay for a holiday in Norway, just for you. You were hoping you could see the Northern Lights, because you had been wanting to see them ever since you were a little kid. You had seen them on television and in books and you googled it over a thousand times. Even in your dreams, the night sky was always filled with beautiful colour.
You had been in Norway for 4 weeks now. Unfortunately, you hadn't had any luck with seeing the Northern Lights so far. Seeing them in your last week would be pretty much near impossible. And now, you had nothing else to do other than sit around and enjoy the beautiful landmass of Norway. You decided it would be time to visit the nearest lake, the Øyungen in Oslo.
When you finally reached the lake, you looked around, adoring the beautiful sight in front of you. While drifting off in space, you heard an emotionless voice asking something
"Frøken, ønsker du å se mer av innsj
My Beautiful RavenMy Beautiful Raven6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I look into your eyes,
all i can see is ice.
I've tried to break through it...
but couldn't do it.
Those dazzling eyes of yours,
see right through my soul.
I just wish they weren't so cold,
and even though i'm not so bold..
That I love you so.
Snow QueenSnow Queen2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Shall I find thee all in ice ensnared,
the tree boughs stripped, the blossoms bared,
trapped in a wet and wintry grave -
the blight of snow and hoarfrost shared?
They brought you here, their souls enslaved.
The altar where your minions prayed -
a brilliant diadem of ice,
the offering that your cold heart craved.
They linger here whilst you entice
their frozen limbs as sacrifice.
Their wizened hands by you declared
the chosen few who paid your price
Anwin Ravencaller ProfilePoints of interest denoted by asterisks (*), see end notesAnwin Ravencaller Profile2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Änwin Yrja Ravencaller
Age: 23 yrs.
Race: Nord, Lycanthrope
Dominant Hand: Left
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Black
Height: 165cm (5’5”)
Weight: 53.1kg (117lbs.)
Birthday: 7th of Hearthfire, 4E 182
Birth Sign / Guardian: The Shadow *
Birthplace: Clan home at the foot of the mountains, just above the town of Riverwood in Whiterun Hold, Skyrim. Now uninhabited.
- Father Unknown *
- Maria Wintercrown (mother, dead)
- Anja (maternal grandfather, dead)
- Ran “Icefist” (maternal grandmother, dead)
Lineage: Bathorgh of Solitude *
Immunities & Resistances:
"The Arguement""The Arguement"6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Nightwing and Starfire had just arrived home from their Honeymoon. They where really happy to be back at the tower, they missed their friends.
Nightwing was in his room. He had finished unpacking his stuff and felt a need to eat, so he walked out of his room, and headed to the hallway. He couldnt stop thinking about his wife, the thought of calling her by that name made him happy.
A smile made its way across his face, as he started to whistle his way through the hallway. He continued to whistle his tune in happiness, as he got closer to the ops. Room. He felt his stomach rumbling.
man Im so hungry. Nightwing said.
He finally tired of whistling so he just kept walking, he was almost near the door
when he heard something
Gar stop that A young womans voice said, warmly.
what!...this? The young change
Prince!England X Reader: The Royal BloodlinePrince!England X Reader: The Royal Bloodline3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Arthur escaped from the castle again for the who knows my many times with his horse. According to him, life inside the castle sucks as hell, everything gets on your way, not letting you do whatever you please. No matter what you do, you were always get dictated.
He got out from the castle by disguising as a carriage man, thankfully it worked unbelievably, the security inside was so tight. Arthur went out to town to see what his people doing.
'Lively as always...' he thought to himself as he tied his white horse at the fences.
He always loved this town, the smell of the foods and the kind and cheerful people. He walked and walked until he got satisfied, and then, he saw a terribly familiar looking girl with a (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. He approached to her and talked to her without a second thought.
"Hey there, can I ask what's your name, miss?" he said with a calm voice. He didn't care what she'll think of him.
"_-_____..." you replied shyly, surprised at the unusual question.