boy from my dreamsi had a dream last nightboy from my dreams2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
about a boy with stars in his eyes
who made me feel more alive than ever
and made my heart leap more than fish begging for food
he kissed me so unselfishly
and held me as if he was scared i'd break
trying to put me back together
with each kiss, hand hold, and shared sigh
'you're beautiful, every little piece darling'
his voice melted my insides and the drops
so full of joy ran out my eyes
and he kissed them all away
ZenRememberZen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
your first smell of perfume.
The blood and vernix wreathed
on the newborn,
and all of those who stare.
The arrow leaves
thrown into harm.
Medicine was discovered
and maybe faith.
Young love is a jealous god.
It is meant
to make you gentle.
She sounds like meditation
and this is all I'll give her.
We are not
The moth knows you are here
is a silly question.
Forever With YouForever With YouForever With You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can you promise me forever?
That you will always be mine,
Loving me for always
Time knowing no bounds
This heart of mine,
I am giving to you,
To watch over and love,
And hold ever so true,
I hold your hand
Entwining it with mine
Squeezing it gently
As I look into your eyes
Eyes that show what I feel
My love and all that I fear
Emotions running so deep
As I drown looking at you
You hold me close,
But will you always be there,
Will you chase away the shadows?
And bring me light again?
I take you in my arms
And hold you close
Whispering in your ear
I will never let you go.
A Full LifeA man, who hasA Full Life2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
never tried to harm
Lets Make Something of Decent BeautyI want you in my bedLets Make Something of Decent Beauty2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
(And I do mean that in the most carnal way I can)
I don't want you to be asleep
I want you awake
lungs breathing, heart beating
underneath my fingertips and
I want your teeth on my neck and
Well your hands,
can go wherever they like.
Let me breathe in your air of heavy metal and off-drugs
So you can go home with scents of indie music and failed chastity heavy on your own hands
and demons heavy on your mind
Help me out here,
because night has stolen me away to write a more vicious fantasy for you to read and
the editor is taking out details here and there because
I guess unlike her, I want you to stick
You can stick to me.
XXXXXEven now,XXXXX2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
part of me
in her neck.
Pull it out
and drop it
or keep it
in the back seat
of my car.
Where it can
lay a while
and stare at me.
Part of me
is not afraid
It is far less
than girls with
He Tripped Out The Front DoorWrite a happy storyHe Tripped Out The Front Door2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for once. She tells me.
he tripped out the
front door of his
for the last time.
That isn't happy,
But it certainly
So what could it
There was red on the trees
in early winter,
and you could hear laughter
if you thought it was there.
She tells me.
I could taste it
in my throat.
Untitled (2)I would never fall in loveUntitled (2)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with another poet
All that fragility
with pieces of glass
Butterfly/RavenSo we are sitting on one of thoseButterfly/Raven2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
uncomfortably tight bus stop benches
and we've just met,
but she's rather pretty
with her artificially dark hair
and naturally dark eyes.
I tell her a story about my past
and a joke about drugs
and she's laughing-
she says: you sound like you want
my boyfriend says he would never
wouldn't you want a girl
And I say no, I would rather
have a butterfly's proboscus
that I could unravel and slide down your throat
in order to better taste your nectar.
The little bench is suddenly too uncomfortable
for her and my laughing
probably doesn't help either.
What is Love?What is Love?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It isn't the size of her breasts
Nor is it the way you dress
Love isn't your wealth
Love isn't the jerk
Love isn't sex
Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is when you'll be there for him
Love is when you'll stay by his side
Love is when you'll spend eternity with him
Love is when you'll die for him
Love is to love
BerserkerIn the forests of my homeBerserker1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
where the evergreens
grab at the stars,
I lay naked on my side.
Pretending to be
There is a white bear
lumbering on my porch.
He slams his weight
against my door;
eyes glazed over like a shark-
and he is hungry,
he whispers to me:
I have seen the sunset through the trees
and that is not enough.
Please don't ever..Please don't ever think that I would leave,Please don't ever..2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
No one catches my attention like you.
How your voice cuts my attention,
Or how I get lost in your eyes each time I gaze into them.
No one will ever hold my heart the way you do,
It cracks a little each time you think I would ever leave.
You're the best thing in my life.
You are my sunshine
Super Smash Bros. Elemental TypesFlame-type (Characters who use fire-based moves)Super Smash Bros. Elemental Types11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Body-type (Characters who attack mostly with their arms, legs, or whole body)
Mr. Game & Watch
Sonic the Hedgehog
Slash-type (Characters who fight with swords)
Energy-type (Characters who use laser or energy-based attacks)
Zero Suit Samus
Wii Fit Trainer
Electric-type (Characters who use electricity-based attacks)
PK-type (Characters who fight with PK)
Magic-type (Characters who fight with magic)
Freezing-type (Characters who use ice-based attacks)
Japanese voices for SMBGTJapanese voices for Super Mario Bros GT The Grand Adventure:Japanese voices for SMBGT2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mario - Kentaro Ito
Luigi - Kappei Yamaguchi
Maple - Saki Fujita
Yoshi - Motoko Kumai
Kirby - Masahiro Sakurai
Tiff - Ryoko Shiraishi
Tuff - Rika Komatsu
Celine - Haruna Ikezawa
Asylus - Kenji Matsuda
Bowser - Hidenari Ugaki
Bowser Jr - Mayumi Tanaka
King Dedede - Kenichi Ogata
Escargoon - Naoki Tatsuta
Princess Peach - Houko Kuwashima
Toadsworth - Takashi Nagasako
Professor E.Gadd - Cho
Meta Knight - Atsushi Kisaichi
Customer Service - Banjou Ginga
Looking WestShe's laying on my bed, hair splayed outLooking West2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like an oiled bird on the coast
looking out my window-
Towards the woods where
I snaked through the dark;
I started a few
Placed a rusted folding chair
against a stump
and celebrated life.
Before the water
soaked into the ground
and I had given in
A scared place
covered in moss,
where the shadows
stay in place,
and her arches
Super Smash Bros. ML Intro and Ending ThemesSuper Smash Bros. Millennium JourneySuper Smash Bros. ML Intro and Ending Themes2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Intro and Ending Themes
Intro: Pokemon AG Opening 1 (Advance Adventure)
Ending: Pokemon BW Ending 3 (Seven-colored Arch)
Intro: One Piece Opening 5
Ending: One Piece Ending 18
Intro: DBZ Budokai 3 Intro
Ending: DBZ Budokai 2 Intro
Intro: (MegaMan)RockMan 8 JPN theme
More Seasons will be confirmed soon
Hey BroHey Bro:Hey Bro3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's been awhile since I've come by
I guess that's my bad this time
A lot of stuff has changed recently
And I kind of wish that you could see it all
I've got a girlfriend now, she's sweet and caring
I remember when you used to joke that I'd never get one
It always used to make me so mad...
Did you know, she's got green eyes. My favourite colour
She makes great food and I really wish she could have met you
Diablo three finally came out and I know we were waiting for that one
You always used to promise that we'd play it together sometime
But I know that it's impossible with the way things are...
I thought a lot about getting the game, walked into the store even
I tried picking it up, but my hands just kept shaking
I ended up leaving without buying anything...
You know, I still have all of our old stuff...
Your dice, your miniatures, your Paladin character sheet
It's even got that little stain in the corner, the big yellow one
I remember how pissed
I Feel FreeWhen I look into your eyes,I Feel Free3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see experience.
When I hold your hands,
I know strength.
When I touch your skin,
I sense comfort.
When I listen to your heart,
I hear power.
When I speak your name,
I find pleasure.
When I kiss your lips,
I feel free.
beside me.I wish you were laying here beside me. . .beside me.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here to feel your warmth, here to give that soft comforting touch that only you can calm me with.
To hear your gentle heart beat from under your soft skin, I couldn't think of anything more soothing.
I want to get captured by your bright loving eyes and get lost in the thought of this moment lasting forever.
As I crave you to be so close, I lay here alone.
On a bed that feels too big, under sheets that seem so cold, heated by nothing more than a shell of a lovesick boy wanting to reconnect all the pieces of our devided hearts.
I wonder if you think of me too.
If you miss me.
If you want me there with you.
Past the tall wicked trees and dark sidewalks,
through the veins of busy roads and under the dull amber street lights.
You're laying in bed sleeping soundly, peacefuly.
I think of you.
I Miss you.
I Want you here.
Though I'll be with you soon.
My eyes are getting heavy and my body is loosening.
Drifting into a sleep
Story Concept: RingmasterStory Concept: Ringmaster6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Description: The circus is everything. The surrounding towns and slums and villages and industrial metropolis Berceuse cater to it as onlookers and as curiosities. Every night (indistinguishable from evening since the sky is never unclouded in this place) the terrible and the wondrous are shown in the ring; freakish exiles displayed for the shadowy crowds amusement. The skillful perform, the deformed are exhibited, and the useless are maimed or even murdered for the delight of the spectators. Most in the circus desire any other lot then theirs, but its necessary to cater to the depraved desires of their handlers and the multitudes to earn room and board. Detractors are either kicked into the street to fend in a callous city or dangerous wilderness. Worse still they might be disciplined by the sinister Wardens, who rarely take unruly prisoners alive.
All proceedings are looking after by a rarely seen individual who wields the most power in all the surrounding land
MK2011 DLC: The PlagueMortal Kombat 2011 DLC FightersMK2011 DLC: The Plague3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
From: Hobo With A Shotgun
The Plague, a duo of killers said to be demons, it is unknown where they come from, all that is know is that they're more feared than any of killers ever. After one of the Plague, Grinder, was killed while on a job involving a hobo with a shotgun in Canada, the last remaining member of the Plague, RIP, was forced to work by himself, waiting to be summoned. That time came when Shao Khan's armies invaded Earthrealm as a unknown party requested RIP to kill Shao Khan, with the order to kill anyone who gets in his way. Now with his former partner's weapons along with his, RIP is ready to show why he's called The Plague.
RIP's "Hobo With A Shotgun" appearance, only more detailed and has a couple rope nooses around his waist.
Forward Throw: The Plague grabs the opponent by the neck with one hand and slashes their chest with his giant blade three times before throwing them
The Sound of Hatsune Ch. 1The Sound of Hatsune Ch. 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Sekai de ichi-ban Ohime-sama
Chanto mitete yone dokoka ni icchau yo?
Fui-ni dakishime-rareta kyuuni sonna eh?
Hikareru abunai yo"sou-itte soppo muku kimi . . .
kocchi noga abunai wayo."
The young Japanese girl finished off her smash hit song with a sassy toss of her hair and a mindboggling spin. A soft smile touched her lips as she heard the crowds cheer wildly and the lights begin to dim. She offered one last wave goodbye before disappearing offstage where she didn't expect to be entirely alone. Hosts that had entertained her throughout her stay in the foreign county of America offered her water and words of congratulations on a job well done.
"That was amazing!" a producer said. "I've never seen anything like that. You really riled them up."
Miku giggled to herself and took a quick drink of water before replying in her native language. "Arigato, thank you."
The words sounded strange to the English-speaking producer but he decided that they were good nonetheless. After all, who could
The True HeroThe true hero is not foundThe True Hero2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the numbers of those slaughtered
The true hero is not he
Who kills senselessly
It matters not whether for life, country, or sanity
With wisdom, brutality, or resignation
No, the true hero is one
Who stands vigil at the forefront
Of his dying, sinking ship
Not fleeing, not running
To the comfort of life
He stands stoically
Now and forevermore
While beasts rise around him
And men fall beneath him
He stands to die
And nothing else
He sacrifices it all
When no one else is willing
Defending them all
By simply standing in place
He knows Death intimately
They are old comrades
Brushing arms occasionally
Throughout these long years
He knows its touch
Its scratchy whispers
But he is not afraid
He has nothing to lose now
And that gives him strength
Because sometimes it is true
That the best kind of fight
Is a hopeless one
For it is ironic that hope, most viciously
Favors the hopeless.
You Oblivious Blonde Boy (Arkos Oneshot)Brushing the caked dirt out from his bangs from his latest clinch to the floor, Jaune Arc whipped up his hair back and brought himself to a stand. As his hand bounced from ground to knee, his opponent spoke.You Oblivious Blonde Boy (Arkos Oneshot)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
“You're still too narrow with your feet.” He turned swiftly before being met with the cocky smirk of Pyrrha Nikos, the two being on one of their private sparring lessons atop the dormitory roof. Jaune lashed his arms out and in, ready for another bout, before making the bumbling straight charge that has practically become his trademark.
Pyrrha didn't even have to move. Grasping Jaune's incoming fist, Pyrrha blasted her palm against his elbow, shocking the rest of his arm into flaccidity. With his noodled limb she lashed him forward, plunging her kneecap directly into his stomach. As the air squirmed out of Jaune's windpipe, Pyrrha squished her hand into his face, lobbing him backwards into the harsh, familiar arms of the ground. Jaune grunted as his face grated ag