HappinessHappiness:Happiness8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is very simple.
Like a head laid on a shoulder,
Like closing your eyes and thinking of loving,
Like a glance.
It's what's most valuable in this world.
Everyone seeks it,
But few people find it.
It's not bought,
It's not sold,
We always run after it,
We only want to keep it to ourselves.
But happiness never comes alone,
When it's shared.
Dreamer's WaltzLing leaned back against the wall, plastic cup of sparkling punch held loosely in her hand as she surveyed the scene and took in the unusual sight of Sen voluntarily attending a social gathering.Dreamer's Waltz3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Well, voluntarily might be a bit strong. In any case, Sen had made an appearance to the Spring Festival party she had helped organize for the school. She smiled, pleasantly surprised, and followed the line of Sen's gaze, to see it directed towards the floor where Kai was currently the center of attention. Kai seemed to be in the middle of telling a joke because he had a grin stretched across his face, causing all of those around him to laugh. People seemed to have a way of being drawn to him.
Ling pushed off the wall and started making her way over to Sen, exchanging festive pleasantries as she progressed around the room. Her arrival was greeted, if that was the word, by a slight twist of Sen's mouth but he didn't move, still leaning against a pillar with a relaxed attitude which Ling k
Resentful Heroes1. GreenResentful Heroes2 years ago in Drama More Like This
I can't believe it. I just… How did this happen? I was always in front of you; reaching to places you haven't been yet, getting information you haven't even obtain. I trained my team to be the best. I even have a starter that has a frickin' advantage against yours. I raised my Pokémon so perfectly and learned every single knowledge about Pokémon that I can get. I was there. I was so close to make my old gramps proud. I was so very close to make my dreams come true.
Then how…? How could I lose?
What did I do wrong…?
People always said to me, "You'll never become strong. You'll never get to go far." But thanks to you, I proved them wrong. I mean yes, I may not be who you are now. And I doubt I'll walk the path you're walking now. But I did it. I got to make my parents proud. I have lots of Pokemon friends with me. And it's all thanks to you. I mean, you're basically the reason why I'm here now. Sure, my body may feel weak now and then, but that never stop
was it easy?i.was it easy?3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
When I met you, I would only bring tragedies up to the rooftop, or down to the street corner, or to the bike cage. You asked me if any of them were true.
"You make the saddest stories so beautiful with that pen," you said, on the same day that we held hands for the first time and I found out you smoked.
It's all we are now, though. Just more depressing words from my pen. You loved my writing that much; and that was more than me, and it ruined us.
The January before you turned twenty-one, you told me you were afraid to become an adult. "I don't want to be somebody a child will hate."
You had always smelled like peppermint, cologne, and the truth, and it made me so sure when I told you, "You won't be. You're different."
And hey it wouldn't be the first time I was wrong.
We spent the summer talking about baby names and our house in Colorado. You wanted a daughter and I wanted four boys, and one of them had to be called James.
It was October when
BeautyWhat are the things that I find beautiful?Beauty1 year ago in Philosophical More Like This
A smile that just happens.
A heart that keeps beating even when it's breaking.
Calloused hands and feet with thick, bulging varicose veins
because they belong to people who didn't take the easy way out,
people who worked, who strove for what they got.
What else do I find beautiful?
Eyes, expressive eyes.
Eyes that are so intense that you can see the realness of the person within.
Eyes that are bright with unshed tears yet
keep on forging forward, looking straight ahead,
never down at their feet in defeat.
Eyes that look at the stars and see more than
swirling orbs of gas and dust held together by mere gravity.
I also find flowers beautiful.
Because they can't help what they are,
they can't help how they look.
They're one of the most natural,
most unartificial things in the universe
and that gives them this simplistic, very unfrivolous type of beauty.
There are many kinds of beauty though
and humans don't fall under the same category as flowers
Split Mirage You look so much like her…Split Mirage2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Mei laughed as she gazed at the stars and the moon. Her beautiful aqua eyes twinkled as she flashed the brightest of smiles. Her palms pressed against the clear window, the tip of her nose even touching the glass as she looked down.
Your smile…Your smile reminds me of her…
He regretted entering the cargo with her. He regretted to be sitting near her, facing her and spending these horrible, torturing moments with her. His hands had been shaking ever since. His heart had been racing, hurting his chest like a hammer through a fragile wall. Fingers meeting and cupping to a fist, N brought it to his quivering mouth. He closed his eyes, wanting to wash away the image that triggered the ache that clawed his chest.
Sadly, all he could hear was her laugh; soothing, beautiful, charming, one that could calm a person with ease.
It was unbearable. It hadn’t been 2 minutes and it was terrify
All AboutI don’t mind your odd behaviour,All About2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It’s the very thing I savor.
“Whiiiite,” N moaned like a child as he tugged the edge of her shirt. She turned around and faced him, an eyebrow raised in confusion as to what he wanted from her.
He didn’t say a word. Instead, a little pout was pulled. His arms were spread. His eyes blinked adorably.
Truthfully, White wanted to laugh at the fact that she could fall for the man. “Come here, you.” She then spread her own arms, welcoming him. With a wide smile replacing the childish expression he just gave, N pulled White in his embrace and hid his face on her hair.
White only giggled meekly, her cheeks reddening at the fact that she did fall for the man.
If you were an ice cream flavour,
You would be my favorite one.
“En garde,” White carefully wobbled her ice-cream cone in front of Cheren. Her teeth lightly tugging her lower lip, she pushed the treat closer to his face and finally gave
A Jealous Heartbeat1. SoulsilverA Jealous Heartbeat4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Kotone frowned as she stood in front of Silver. "Aww come on, Silver. It'll be fun. The amusement park only comes once every year!"
The redhead laughed spitefully. He glared at the petite brunette in front of him. "What part of 'No' do you not understand? When I said I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go!"
The brunette frowned again. She held her hips. Typhlosion, standing behind her, rolled his eyes and continued blowing small balls of fire out of boredom.
She poked his body, irritating the teenager. "Come on! I've been dying to go and I know you're gonna love it!"
Annoyed, he swatted her hand away and turned around, about to walk away. "Fuck off, pigtails." With one arrogant huff, he walked away.
"Fine. Then I'll just go with Ethan then."
That successfully abrupt his movement.
"Come on Typhlosion. Let
PD: Doctor JonesHe alighted on the white ground, wings spread wide and robe fluttering around his ankles. I stared. Nick smiled down at me and extended a hand to help me to my feet. I took it, tearing my gaze away from his eyes and to his wings. Great, white angel wings.PD: Doctor Jones4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I thought you'd have black wings," I said tactlessly.
Nick's smile was quickly replaced with a frown and he smacked me upside the head. "I come all the way here to talk to you, and what, you thought I went to hell? Wow, I guess I really did misinterpret those last few moments." He huffed at me and turned on his heel, raising his wings to take off again. I all but tackled him, fighting feathers and a tangle of limbs to wrap my arms around his chest.
He flicked me off with one of his new wings.
"Relax. I was kidding." He grinned at me again, closing his eyes and cocking his head to one side, like he used to do. I approached him again, cautiously but hopefully. I knew this was a dream, I wasn't stupid. Plus, my dreams ha
Valentino Rossi1. GreenValentino Rossi2 years ago in Humor More Like This
“I just lost the ‘Champion’ title. Can I have the ‘boyfriend’ title instead?” Green asked coyly.
“I will never be sick of you.” Wally coughed horribly.
“I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU!!!” Jun screamed and jumped maniacally.
“My passion for strength is as strong as my love for you.” Cheren spoke nonchalantly.
She is Dead.She lays there, a bag of skin and bones, silent, frozen, remorseful, regretfulShe is Dead.4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
She is dead.
He stands beside her, above her.
Upon sight of her, his heart does not soar, his stomach does not flutter.
His heart breaks and his stomach sinks.
Kneeling down, his hands caress her skin.
There is no warmth from the flesh, which has yellowed over time and gone cold and stretches across her bones with seemingly miles left over.
He stares at her eyes.
They are vacant, wide open and deep.
They do not sparkle familiarly, they are dull.
He wonders why no one has attempted to close them yet. He does the job.
Her face is next.
It's bone thin, her cheekbones a jutting, hollowed structure.
She has frown lines creased along the corners of a mouth that will never smile, never glow, never eat, never kiss again.
He scoffs. She doesn't eat, a part of him tells himself. That is beyond her.
But he doesn't have time to listen.
By this time, it is obvious to him. To every little damn passerby,
She is dead.
Weeping Whoopies1. ConflictingWeeping Whoopies2 years ago in Humor More Like This
“Aw come on Leaf. Don’t cry.” Green shushed the petite girl as he brought her to his lap. Without a single trace of hesitance, he wrapped his arms around her, comforting his beloved Leaf. “I was just joking. I was just joking. Don’t cry, alright?” He kissed the top of her head, fighting a chuckle to hear a cute hiccup from his cute rival.
“N-no no no don’t cry!” Jun panicked as he saw tears streaming down her face. The boy began waving his hands in swift motion. His legs gave little frantic hops, mind boggling on how to comfort his woeful best friend. “Oh Arceus oh Arceus oh Arceus please don’t cry I didn’t mean too oh my Arceus aaaaa…!” His hands moved to his blonde hair, fingers scratching and twisting a few locks.
Fortunately, an idea came into mind.
Unfortunately, it was this: “I-if you don’t stop crying, I’ll fine you one million Pokedolla
Lover's Truth1. ConflictingLover's Truth2 years ago in Romance More Like This
His hand caressed her face, sliding down to her left cheek. His green eyes gazed into the pair of gentle browns. Both held such sincerity, such tranquillity. No pride marked her irises. No arrogance flaunted her every feature. She was a sober, quiet, sweet girl that still cared for him even when he ignored their friendship.
Green curved a woeful smile. Without a word, he gently wrapped his arms around her head, pulling her closer to his chest. The boy placed his lips on her soft brown hair, kissing each strand with such love and forgiveness.
She always cared for him, even when he once neglected her.
And he was thankful that she remained by his side, even when he once disappeared.
“You’re a dork.” Green pulled his visor down, blocking Red from looking at his face.
Pulling his visor upwards, Red pulled a sneaky smirk. “You’re the bigger dork, you dork.” He ruffled his messy brown hair, earning a loud ‘hey&
Shallow WaterIt was just a little kiddie pool in the backyard, unlovely pink-and-yellow plastic under the hot summer sun. But on those nights when Mom came home from the swing shift tired and met Daddy sitting in the kitchen angry, it was Amy’s only sanctuary.Shallow Water2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She wasn’t a sound sleeper. Her parents still talked about how it had taken her infant self six months to sleep more than two or three hours at a time. During the school year, when her life was full of classes and friends and sports, it was easier to drop off, but summer nights were always more difficult. They were hotter, for one thing, and the long, indolent, inactive days often left her feeling too tired to sleep.
But mostly, it was because her parents had their arguments at night, right when Mom got back from the station. Daddy would send Amy to bed -- or at least her room, to pretend to sleep -- hours before. Then he would wait, sitting at the kitchen table and facing the door like a judge, hands folded in front of him
Golden“No nudes,” the tech said as he sidled up next to me.Golden1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Word from the top. No tits for aliens.”
“You've got to be kidding me.”
“Sagan's throwing a fit in his office.”
“I might throw one myself. Might as well shove an Amish guy into space and call it good. What about birth? Basic anatomy?”
“Well, I guess the aliens didn't need to see the Statue of David. Not like it's a big deal.”
He laughed like it was the funniest thing he'd heard all day, or like it was either laugh or he'd never stop crying.
Someone picked up on the tell-tale hint of a strange signature. Just enough to stir interest. Suddenly every free telescope on the planet was pointed in one direction, searching out the source.
Pinning it down took some time. Getting a clear picture took longer. By the time some brain in the north figured it out, the object was already winging past the planet, deeper into the s
PossibilitiesThis is lonelinessPossibilities1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
but it's so easy to blur the line between the two
as I listen to your voice
and miss the smiles you never really directed at me.
I stare at your picture and I remember the kisses you never really granted my lips - the soft
the passionate ones,
the quick ones, the stolen ones,
the ones that somehow left shadow tingles upon
my smile. And I lie on my bed,
drifting to sleep in the imagined warmth of your
being against mine,
side by side never fading.
Real... I can feel you.
So deep within my soul it's scary and I have never
been so glad for the night
because I've realised that dreaming is a coping
mechanism and in my dreams,
We are possible.
Forced Happiness is SadnessThey tell me to smile, but how can I?Forced Happiness is Sadness4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
How can I smile with your voice continually in my head? How can I live when you engulf me in darkness? Life isn't for forced happiness, it's for weeping and crying and feeling genuine emotion. So please, don't hold a knife to my throat during unknown times and make me 'grin and bear it'. I don't want to feel that cold metal biting into the soft flesh of my neck. I have no desire to have foreign sentiments injected into my heart.
Why do you force me to wear such startlingly bright clothes, when all I want to do is spin in green fields wearing black satin? No one should be made to disguise their sadness with colour, because the soul simply refuses to work like that. It knows what it wants so, if it wants to cry tears of nacreous silver, let it. Let yourself cry, don't make yourself laugh, trust me. It's easier.
Rivals' Concept1. GreenRivals' Concept3 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 Little BoyThe Little Boy2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The little boy prayed that perhaps one day,
his mommy and daddy would stay and play.
Mom's always caught up in some messy fray,
dad is never home to play anyway.
He prayed this way...
"Dear Father in heaven I love you so,
hear these words from Tommy down here below.
I promise to be good, and this I know,
your love is like a river, it ever flows."
He went to bed and dreamt the night away,
playful dreams and happy thoughts did hold sway.
When he rose he hoped today would be the day,
that mommy and daddy with him would stay.
But as he looked around, he knew they'd gone,
off to live their lives leaving him alone.
The nanny made him toast, gave the dog a bone,
nothing really changes here in this home.
But as he slept that night, a voice so calm,
said: "Listen to me son, my little Tom.
Your prayer to me was like a pleasant Psalm,
your words to me felt like a soothing balm."
The very next day as he awoke from sleep,
his mom and dad were there, it made him weep.
The promises they
What Are You To Me?What Are You To Me?:What Are You To Me?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have walked in this world,
And they have told me of kings.
Of brave rulers who make the tough choices,
Men of example and outstanding character.
But it was then that they said,
What is a king to a God?
What is a mere mortal to a higher power,
One who holds our fate in his hands?
They said he was benevolent and kind,
Wrathful and jealous, magnanimous and selfish alike.
He was the perfect ideal, embodying all things
And we were made in his image...
It was then that I was laughed at,
By he who asked this question:
What is a God, to a non-believer?
One who lives by the truth he sees...
He is the man who acts as per his morals.
He lives through his eyes and is judged by his fellows.
He submits to no higher being, not a one does he fear;
Comfortable with his own conscience...
But all three, I beg; I ask ye this:
For what is a king to a God,
A God to a non-believer,
And all three of them in comparison,
To the madman who watches the world burn...
A Rosa for Sweet Chocolates and Fine Love Tetsu was never fond of Valentine’s Day.A Rosa for Sweet Chocolates and Fine Love2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Even as a teenager, when he had not even a spec of fame, he vomited in his mouth at the mere thought of the holiday. Chocolates. Jewelry. Roses. Love. Tetsu found it to be a ridiculous concept to confess one’s love with gifts, especially on one day of the year! If you can’t confess your feelings to the one you truly care about on any other day but Valentine’s Day, Tetsu labeled them a coward. If the girl said, “Yes”, it wasn’t to the man who confessed, but the sparkling jewelry and bouquet of flowers speaking to her.
“Say yes, say yes!”
That’s what the green-haired musician thought anyway…
Tetsu exited the drug store, staring down at his purchase. Metal box shaped like a heart that was tied with a bow with silky red fabric. There was a few assorted chocolates in the container. This pleased him. He liked to bel