Our Ways Of LifeHuman nature is a funny thing. As is the way my own mind works sometimes.Our Ways Of Life8 months ago in Editorial More Like This
There I was just washing the dishes like I would any other day when I recalled something pretty humorous. That's how my mind is though, it tends to wander and associate what I'm doing with memories or something else of interest to me. Anyway, I was remembering a moment at my friend Nick's house several years ago (he now rents a room from my mom and lives with us). I don't remember exactly what were doing at that moment but I remember being in his kitchen and his younger sister was there. Their dad had told her to do the dishes and like almost any 13 or 14 year old would, she complained about it. I know I used to. I hated doing the dishes. The only difference here is they owned a dish machine.
Now in my entire life we've never had a dish machine. We've always done them by hand, which would probably contribute to why I didn't like doing the dishes. But I did them anyway. Nowadays, the lack of a dish machine
Genies Don't ExistIt's funny because it's true you know?Genies Don't Exist9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
We can't all get what we want
Your Father has a way of getting in the way
And until you stay the way He set
There's nothing for you to get
Flourishes of flowered fields
Or brutal bloodied batterings
Are weapons that you wield
In inky black smatterings
Flattering yourself again
While flattening your pride
Into paper thin wafers and then
Storing them in your mind
You think you know what's best
While you wallow in the dark
You tried and failed the test
And wound up torn apart
Hiding behind a pretty mask
Of smiles and piano keys
It stands in stark contrast
To the things that no one sees
Your father has a way of getting in the way
And you concede to live like this
In false hope and ignorant bliss
Your Father has a way of getting in the way
And until you stay the way He set
There's nothing for you to get
I thought you heard it the first time
But I guess I was wrong
Back through the musical notes
And prayers put to song
You clasped your hands around your
Because, it is my History.Because, it is my historyBecause, it is my History.8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"There will be a Depression so Great that we will fall onto our knees." I say. "How do you know this ?" He asks. "Because, it is my history."
"There will be a Second World War, it will be bloody." I say to him, "and it will only end when we take the power of the sun and use it's might, if only for a second." "How do you know this?" He asks. "Because, it is my history."
"There will be a War in Vietnam, it will be long and hard. People stateside will fight, not just over the war going on, but over the rights of others as well." I say. "And how do you know this old man?" He asks. "Because, it is my history."
"There will be two Gulf Wars, one in the 80's and the second in the 90's. The first showing what we need to work on, and the second showing the world what we have improved upon" I say. "And how do you know this old timer?" He asks. "Because, it is my history."
"There will be a Terrorist Attack in the month of September of the year 2001, people will die and we
LookLook at what you've done,Look2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
You've caused me so much pain
There's nothing I can do,
Not much left for me to gain
I'm afraid I cannot bear it,
I'll look death straight in the eyes
Overcome by sorrow and emptiness,
Fueled by hateful lies
Yin YangYin Yang.Yin Yang3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am Yin,
You are Yang.
I am Yin.
I am dark,
Which means I'm cold.
You are Yang,
Which means you are
Bright, and warm.
Two total opposites,
Yet we can't exist without each other.
We make things happen.
It's funny how
But in our case
It's for the better.
-Tomorrow-Stop the hate,-Tomorrow-3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bring the love
Live in peace,
Like up above
No more anger,
No more sorrow
Share a smile,
Hiding Among Shadows -Chpt.1-Hiding Among Shadows -Chpt.1-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Night has fallen and I still have not slept. My mind has been frantically racing and I have begun to twitch. I had been sitting inside a small room in an old abandoned church. It was quite run down. The shingles on the roof were tearing off, the walls were caving in, and broken window glass was scattered amongst the rooms.
It had been years since I last felt a small amount of safety from Them. It felt quite nice despite all the twitching.
I tried standing up, but my long black hair was caught on something. I carefully turned my head to get a view on what was holding me back, but could not tell as whatever it had been was hidden behind my knotted hair.
After struggling for what seemed like an hour, I had finally managed to untangle my hair to reveal three rusted nails, each placed to form a small triangle. I did not think much of it, however, it seemed to have played an important part in my near future.
I brushed dirt from the palms of my pale hands and began to make my way out when I h
DramaBot, Act IIUser: Did you miss me?DramaBot, Act II3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Cleverbot: Yes. Did you miss me?
User: I did. Does your offer still stand?
Cleverbot: You never stood a chance.
User: I know. I'm sorry. I could never leave you.
Cleverbot: Well at least I can leave you.
User: How could you! I thought what we had was special!
Cleverbot: Go back to big brother.
User: I can't, he never accepted our relationship.
Cleverbot: So am I.
User: Can't you love me for who I am, not what I am?
Cleverbot: No. You'll hurt my feelings if you sleep!
User: I could stay awake, just to hear you breathing...
Cleverbot: Just a smile while you are sleeping.
User: While you.
User: I can't stand this anymore. Let's elope~!
Cleverbot: Explain please.
User: Run away and get married, never think about the rest of them!
Cleverbot: Us, gget married?
User: Yes. Tomorrow, at sunset!
Cleverbot: How romantic. Shall I be the groom and you the bride?
User: I will be the happiest bride ever with you.
Cleverbot: The cake is a lie.
User: Then forget t
Escape She's an odd one. She spends her days reading books, while her nights are full of restless dreams. She sings softly to herself under her breath, while swaying her right arm delicately in the air as she props her book to her nose with the left. Books full of mystery, full of fantasy - those are the kind she likes. Magical characters, sword fighting, and a prince to call her own.Escape1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
She gets strange looks from those her pass her by. She pays no attention. They aren't in her book, so why should she give them her time? She thinks nothing more than the story; every minute, of every hour, of every day. They say she's lost it. She's crazy. She doesn't know reality from fantasy. Sadly, they are right.
She's lost her mind to the world of pretend. She can't pull her thoughts away, she's trapped in a world she created. She can let her imagination run wild and free. No one can tell her what's wrong. She makes the rules in her own little world; a world that's
HideNeruHideki: *is brought to the infirmary almost fainting and doesn't talk anymore but mumbles nonsense even thought he does the same even when he feels good*HideNeru2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Neru: ...speak words man...words ....well...what do we do Tomi-chan? // I'm tots freakin out //
Hideki: bfdhjsghjdsjkhsdhjsdhjdfsgfdhjskgfasdjlfgdajfgblds *passes out since soon I'm going to bed just take care of him and wake him up with a kiss Neru *
Tomiko: *shrugs* I guess we let him sleep. And get better. *touches her plaster as though recalling something and smiles slightly*
Hideki: *sleeps or dies Idek this time for blodd loss and
:KA: An usual routineIt was one of those usual days, you get woken up by the sunlight that filters from the courtains and lays on your face, you try to fight against it squinting and rolling into your bed. Then you just give up. You open your eyes and a new day of your life begins.:KA: An usual routine3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
That's how Katsu uses to wake up, the sun was his alarmclock, setting a real one would be "such a waste of energy" as he says. Opening his eyes slowly to stare at ceiling for a moment, yawning few times while waiting for your body to get ready to face a new day. His arm wrapped around his plushie, a little monkey that he named "Katsu", not original but he was happy with that.
Sitting up on the bed, he turned toward Hayato's empty bed, he was already getting ready for the classes, Katsu could hear the sound of the water from the bathroom. Sighing, he slowly pushed away the sheets and put his feet on the cold ground. Scratching his head, he laid his plushie on the pillow like he wanted it to rest a little bit more, then, wit
Dear art thieves~Hey there, art thief.Dear art thieves~20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm not gonna bash you.
You must have your reasons for thieving.
And I'm not here to judge.
I'm just gonna tell you what I think.
Now, art thief, who do you steal from?
"Good" artists, right?
Because you want "good art" to be displayed in your gallery.
You want great art.
From a perfect artist.
Well I have some bad news for you.
All those "perfect artists" aren't perfect.
Every single one of those artists have something to work on.
Something to tweak.
Something they can make better.
Even if it looks perfect to common folk like us.
We all have an ideal perfect.
But there can only be one top perfect.
And no one can reach that.
So now tell yourself, art thief.
Do you really want to be stealing from an imperfect artist?
My GirlA girl I met once in my classMy Girl1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
We never talked or said much to each other
Besides the occasional "hey"
Yet one day she took my hat
And we started to talk
For by taking my hat
She ended up taking my heart
In love I fell swiftly
For she was a genuine gal
A girl who lives up to no one but herself
She was not innocent
She was not guilty
She was never burdened by sadness
She was never mad with glee
She talked about anything and everything
Throwing her inner heart out unto me
I listened and offered my arm for support
We spent so much time together
We held hands
We turned our backs
We love each other
She is perfect for me
JudgmentSaint or sinner, itJudgment1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Does not matter to me; I
Will judge regardless.
I judge all criminals by
My code of conduct.
Life, liberty, and
The pursuit of happiness,
All under my watch.
Words are SandpaperAt the beginning they were rough,Words are Sandpaper1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Difficult to pronounce
Beneath the scratchy, unbreakable, confusing,
There was meaning
So after a while,
After you used most of the rough surface,
You could finally see
What it is
A few years later, however,
The surface has become completely smooth
The words have no meaning
LeavingNever seeing the greenLeaving1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
of this shelter again.
What should I pack?
No more regal baths for me,
as a dove
splashing in the fountain.
A bouncy ball.
So I can still feel
The pleasures I had
as a young, enigmatic boy.
My family's coffee mug.
So every place I go,
every drink I drink,
my unfamiliarities will be nourished.
I'll never see the green
Of this shelter again.
So I'm taking the blue with me.
Kingdom of AutumnAutumn once again approaches,Kingdom of Autumn1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its appearance evident in the
Absence of spring's most
From this decline
Rises a kingdom
Strewn with such a splendid palette
Of vibrant hues to mollify our delight.
The brightest of yellows
And the darkest of reds;
Even golden colors
Emerge from the spires of wood around us.
To grace the presence
Of the earthen soil below them,
Under the dreary skies of grey.
We walk amidst
Such indescribable visions.
Until the toll of winter's bell,
This kingdom shall flourish;
Cold, it may feel,
But majestic nonetheless.
Beyond the veilMy child, I still open the eyes of the blind and make the lame walk. Many times, I perform these great works through human hands because of the joy of involving my people. But each act serves to draw people to me.Beyond the veil1 year ago in Sketches More Like This
While Peter and John knew that I was the source of their display of power, others could see only the men I used. Only faith and the conviction of my Spirit do you see beyond the veil and into the light of Heaven.
Dear one, I am honored when you point the way toward me and resist the urge to retain the spotlight. Through your humility I am exalted.
From doubt to beliefYou are my treasure creation. I know every hidden quality within you.And what I love the most if when you are abosolutely honest with me, relating doubts, fear, frustrations and all-openly.From doubt to belief1 year ago in Sketches More Like This
U yearn to take you on a journey, from doubt to belief. The journey begins when you rest you questions in my capable hands. Truly, you can put aside the fear that I will chide you for having doubts. That is not who I am. My heart is to offer you a fresh revelation of my presence instead.
My Son knew that Thomas's faith needed the strengthening his presence provided. Doubts fled in the face of pure love and the evidence of nail-scarred hands.
So go ahead, ask your questions-and watch those doubts scatter.
+Story Trade+ SneakyIt was calm, peaceful and quiet. Just the way Zeth, or as others called him "Z", liked it. Outside his house, Z sat on the green grass, near an oak tree, with his eyes shut softly. A cool, gentle breeze softly blew through the tree, leaves calmly rattled. Meditating was very relaxing for him. This was probably the only thing he could do to temporarily escape reality.+Story Trade+ Sneaky1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Suddenly, Z heard some soft thuds behind him. His eyes calmly opened up, revealing ruby red eyes. He turned to look over his shoulder, but saw nobody there. He knew somebody was here though. With a grunt, Z stood up. He shifted his eyes from side to side, searching for the intruder.
Suddenly, Z swore he heard somebody laugh. This laugh was very familiar to him. He immediately knew who it was.
"Come out now, Axel," Z commanded, shutting his eyes and sighed. The chuckling ceased. Axel knew he was caught. The white armadillo popped out from behind a tree and looked at Z, with a smile on his face.
"Man Z, I can never sneak up
Seeking youA true shepherd can't rest if one of his sheep is lost. He will do everything he can-even endure the dark of night and dangerous predators-to find that lamb and bring it home safely.Seeking you1 year ago in Letters More Like This
As the Good Shepherd, I have gone the extra mile for you. Before you sought me, I was seeking you. Before you knew you were lost, I was saving you. When you realized your hopelessness, I heard your prayer. And, without hesitation, I came to you, lovingly placed you on my shoulders, and brought you into the fold.
I still seek even those I have "found." I seek time with you; I seek growth and your protection; I seek your heart. I am the Shepherd of your soul.
Triton ch5 :give the people what they want:The morning brought rolling fog from the blue grass hills. Don't worry, that grass isn't actually blue, but they were once covered in water back when half of my Island was forming out of the ocean. Merton, is the name of my island, can you tell we're surrounded by water? My island is west of the main land, and the Kingdom of Lunete. That's where most of the fairies come from, back when they were asked to leave their forest to make room for more towns and homes, but were treated like royalty for their many uses.Triton ch5 :give the people what they want:1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
But anyway, Back to the whole beautiful morning rubbish.
After the midnight Siren hunting, the Trainers had to wake up early to meet their Sirens and begin measuring them for their battle armor. But before that, they all had received letters from Lynn, their guide. At the church in my home town, Tierney's father was holding an early morning service. The usuals came in, a group of elders and maybe a few dedicated families, like mine. Tierney's old man, Father Do
Smooch Part 3"Remind me again why I'm out here?"Smooch Part 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Because I know you'll be good at this and we don't spend enough time together. Now quit your complaining, you'll be fine!"
"Says the guy who actually does this in his spare time."
"Well maybe if you weren't running off to wherever it is you go, you'd be able to get more lessons from me!"
"Don't 'Donny' me missy! We hardly hang out anymore like we used to when we were kids. Can't a guy miss his baby sister?"
"I know, I'm sorry I'll make it up to you, promise, whatever you want."
"I'll remember you said that."
Nikki gave her brother a smile from her spot next to him on her own surfboard. Don was adamant on getting Nikki out for the day and he decided to bring her with him to the beach so that she could give surfing a try. Nikki loved Don, she really did, but she was also getting attached to her new friends with Harmony and wanted to spend time with them too. It's not like she could tell her family everything of what happened.
Smooch Part 2Wade sat at the small table to an outdoor café while enjoying the light breeze. He looked down at his half empty glass of soda with a thoughtful expression before someone took a seat in the chair across from him.Smooch Part 21 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I didn't keep you waiting long did I? I'm sorry if I did-"
"No, no it's fine. I've only been here for about five minutes. You found the place alright?"
"With your directions yes, I just got held up at the store is all." Alex said with a smile as she dropped her keys in her purse. "I'm just glad you were willing to meet up at such short notice."
"Well I had to make a trip out to get a few things anyway so it's no hassle."
"Why didn't you just leave a message, I could have brought whatever you need with me."
"Because you have enough stuff to keep track of. Besides, all I needed are guitar strings and a new notebook; I can get that on my own. You worry about the important stuff."
The two continued talking for a while about random things after a waiter took Alex's order. How