StayWhat would I doStay5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Without a friend like you?
Who would I be
If you left me?
If you stay a while
I can make you smile.
I just can't bear to watch you go.
Do you recall how
We lived in the now?
When we woke up each day
Just to play?
I dread summer's end
As I'll miss you, my friend.
As warm turns to cold turns to snow.
the two starsThere are two stars in my life.the two stars2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One of them is hazel. The other is blue.
Those two stars are your eyes. Or also can be your ideas and your feelings. Your divine beauty, inside and out.
She is my angel and my muse.
Always remember you with my soul clenched. The most beautiful words in your mouth flowed.
Gently, you began to take possession of my soul. You shake my emotions and calm my spirit.
I walk with the eyes in the sky, because I imagine that you have been there, my angel. And you always want to return to.
Do not waste your heartbeat, my heart will be enough to cover all your feelings ... your pain ... your love.
I enjoyed the privilege to meet you in my painful life. For her was finally my craving.
I find the weapon to break your heart of ice. My hot blood can be the alternative.
Your wonderful face has been imprinted in my memory. And it’s because nobody is like you, not since I love you.
If you tell me, "Come with me now" even if you're far, far away, I would. Because is m
Set Me FreeSet Me Free5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
God is weeping.
Track marks line the young woman's arms in two almost perfect rows and her thin fingers fumble with fitting the needle in place. Her hands are shaking, but she manages to inject the liquid into her rapidly thinning veins.
She hasn't picked up her tattered Bible in months. When the prayers didn't work, the heroine always did. If she couldn't get the heroine, she'd pray for it. She sincerely believed that God was providing her with her fix when really God was weeping and allowing it to happen for a greater purpose, though His heart ached for her.
In a tiny bathroom two streets over lived a teenage boy with bloodshot eyes and bright red streaks on his chest. The wounds were weeping red, but the boy's face was expressionless. By this point, he no longer even felt the pain.
Trembling hands bring the vodka bottle to his lips and he chugs it down, savoring the burning sensation that is now the only thing that makes him feel alive. This boy has never even held a Bible before. I
Giantess PhysicsHello!Giantess Physics2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Recently we faced a great problem. Problem, which occurred here:
and emerged from this comment:
:iconInsetoSonhador: Did she just cause a nuclear explosion with a stomp?
My rather quick respond stated a problem:
:iconZituKX: Well, she weights about 40,000,000,000,000 metric tones. According to the law of phisics, energy of her stomp will be a weight of her leg multiplied by square of the velocity and divided by 2. Even if she stomps carefully, "Little Boy", who demolished Hiroshima would be little indeed ^^ If she stomps with anger using all her force, energy of this act would split Earth in two!
But, is she really able to destroy planet Earth using only her stomp?
Thankfully Prof. :iconMegaLover93: (specialist in ultra giantesses) and Dr. :iconjamesvillanueva: (physics expert) have spoken and they agreed about certain variables of this problem.
Firstly here you can see a very fine calculation of the height of Selena performed by :iconjamesvillanuev
In a momentIn a moment of despair,In a moment7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
We never know what we do,
With the emotions running high,
We need to learn to hang on and think wise.
In a moment of pain,
Where the hurt grows stronger,
Making one weaker and desolate,
There should be a reminder that theres a better day coming soon.
In a moment of happiness,
We should never forget,
That itll never last forever,
So treasure it to make it an everlasting memory.
In a moment of love,
Ask yourself whether it is right,
Do you give more than you take,
Is it right and are you sure.
In a moment of loneliness,
One may find that the world spins slow,
But in truth it is a state of mind,
Which keeps you from seeing the brighter side of life.
In a moment of lust,
Think ahead of your actions,
Make sure you dont do anything,
To hurt anyones feelings.
In a moment of lying,
Dont ever take things for granted,
For the pain and hurt that you might create,
Will last longer and hurt ever more.
In a moment like this,
Advice and philosophy
The Girl Behind The MaskThe Girl Behind The Mask3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Behind every line I with my shaking hands scramble down on the paper
Behind every tear that slowly roll down my red cheeks
Behind every slow step I take on this lonely wandering
Behind every heavy breath my lungs struggle to take
Behind this mask Im trying y hardest to wear
Is all the tears you will never see
All the screams you will never hear
All the problems that you cant solve
A silent wishThrough the night the stars shine bright,A silent wish7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The moon unveils its immaculate beauty and light,
How I wish I could be the moon in his sky,
To give him all the light, the shine and the beauty.
If only the winds would blow this way,
And let me have my way with the breeze,
Give me the one chance I ask for so intently,
In this silent night of darkness.
I would then shine above the darkest sky,
Onto the clearest of them all,
For nothing would lie in my power to truly show,
The meaning he has brought into my life.
The warmth of this love that resides in silence,
The hope that grows without much light,
Will shine forever more,
And all I will do is spread this shine,
And make him feel and get the best that this life of mine could ever give.
When Sadness Creeps InWhen Sadness Creeps In11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I stand a lone
Sadness fading me,
All that once was;
A shadow I will be
Is now forgotten,
To my once whole heart
My soul is falling apart.
An ocean of
Tears full of speechless sorrow
Voices are but silent
In the whispered cries,
Of fallen mothers,
They no longer dwell,
In morning sun rise.
Placed into a sea
Of dieing dirt of the stars
Where we once inhabited
Of loving father's instead…
We sing a song a faith and hope
But to be torn apart of those who had assurance
Within themselves to believe,
To the minds of the free,
Sadness creeps in…
Taking over thee.
10 rules for rping10 Basic Rules for RPing:10 rules for rping7 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
1. No godmodding, even in the slightest. Leave everything open for anything to happen, and then if you're RPing with another good RPer, they will respond reasonably. This means you never control another characters actions, and never make it impossible for a character to get out of a situation. If youve set up a precedent for something and the other RPer can also follow rules, then the RP will go well. For example, having guards come out of nowhere and surround someone to make it impossible for them to get away or fight their way out is godmodding. If however theyve say, infiltrated a castle and youve set a precedent that youve got guards there, then that would likely be okay, so long as you keep things realistic. The guards wont be there immediately, it takes time for them to arrive and respond. And please, for sanitys sake, keep the number realistic. If youre in a castle, you arent going to have 10,000 guards. I
Almost a Scarlett KissAlmost a Scarlett KissAlmost a Scarlett Kiss2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The first time I met you, I knew you would become the most important person to me.
Every morning I wake up with the illusion of my mind, to reading your words, to see your photos... and when night falls, I can dream once more with you.
I never imagined that an angel like you could talk to me.
I think that you came down from heaven as a blessing in my life.
I love your eyes that reflect all your feelings that I adore.
I love when you touch your lips with your fingers... your beautiful velvet fingers, your scarlet lips even more wonderful. Those lips that I dream to kiss someday...
Every time I see you, a piece of sun lights in my hands.
And it’s because I adore everything in you, I love everything in you.
Though my heart is cloudy because I'm not with you, the light of your eyes always lead me to eternal happiness.
I even think that you are the master of the universe ... or at least my universe.
Your look, your angelic face, your divine smile…
ChrysanthemumChrysanthemumChrysanthemum2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Last night, I dreamt of us.
We were together on a mountaintop,
I was sitting on the edge,
With my legs dangling above the bottomless pit,
With a lone, white chrysanthemum in my hand as I pull the petals from the stem.
While you were standing above me, looking on, languidly,
None of us wanting to say anything,
My own mental battle sewing my lips to one another,
Unable to speak,
While you were probably trapped within your own mental depths;
In my mind, I was debating between venting and jumping,
Simply over the fact I didn’t know what that look was in your eyes,
But I think that’s probably the point, that we’re no longer of the same kind,
Maybe I changed into something I’m unaware of, maybe you were the one to transform,
But I don’t get the same feel of what used to be,
This is foreign to me,
An unapologetic feeling of extreme apathy,
And that is the unfortunate reality of this situation,
No matter how long
This is Halloween!This is Halloween:This is Halloween!3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Boys and girls of every age
Wouldn't you like to see something strange?
Come with me and you will see
The friends I've hung down from this tree...
This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Corpses scream in the dead of night!
This is Halloween, everybody make a scene
Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright.
It's our town, everybody scream!
In this town of Halloween...
I am the one hiding under your bed;
Licking your hand with a tongue so red and -
I am the one crawling up your stairs,
Thump-thump-drag, when no one's there...
This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song.
In this town, don't we love it now?
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise!
Round that corner man, Jockey in the trash can;
Hunters waiting now to pounce, and how you'll...
Scream! This is Halloween
Sadako is on the screen!
Aren't you scared?
Well, that's just fine!
Short Poems for a Lost LoveDIFFERING VIEWSShort Poems for a Lost Love4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I saw, in you, Tomorrow.
You saw, in me, Today.
I loved you out of sorrow.
You loved me for my pain.
You've replaced my mind with the shadow of your smile;
My heart, with a broken-winged dove.
My sight, witht he shattered image of you leaving me;
My hearing, with the echoes of your love.
You took all I had and gave me nothing back;
You took my love and gave me naught but pain.
But I do not hate you, and I never will;
For this, I am the only one to blame.
WHAT HAPPENS NOW
What happens now you've turned the corner?
What happens now you've left my side?
What happened to "You're my forever"?
What happened to "At least I tried"?
What happened to those long-gone days,
When things were simple, if not good?
What happened to the care-free nights
Texting those who understood?
do not marry a writer.do not marry a writer.do not marry a writer.2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
their only love is a pen,
or weapon of choice.
their only home is the mind.
do not marry a writer.
they will leave you for hours,
lost in different worlds.
pulling them out is like waking a sleepwalker.
they will never live the same moment again.
thoughts are lightning quick,
and will never strike the same place more than once.
marry a writer.
only if you want your body
transformed into words.
do not marry a writer.
if you are a flower
requiring constant watering.
you will die, and we will turn your ashes into l e t t e r s.
but marry a writer,
if you want to live forever.
Let Me LiveI was alone, and found another loner. I was lost, and found solace with the lost. And for a few days, it lived. Without complication, without difficulty, without strain. But the way of life is not peace. There will always be those who are discontent or angry at the turn of events, whether it concerns them or not. And they will make their voices heard. They will make your life hard. But you have to do what's right for YOU. You have to feel what's right, decide what you need for YOU to be happy. Then you can worry about others. Then you can help them.Let Me Live5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Me ensenaste.Me ensenaste.4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Me enseñaste a sentir amor, a ser celosa, a creer en un futuro hermoso... me enseñaste a vivir
Me enseñaste a creer en mí misma. Me enseñaste que es bueno amar locamente y no arrepentirme de nada. Me enseñaste a creer en el amor a primera vista. Me enseñaste a no sentir pena. Me enseñaste a caer y levantarme. Me enseñaste a necesitarte. Me enseñaste a mirar siempre hacia arriba...
Todo esas cosas buenas y talvez más. Pero, también me enseñaste que no siempre es bueno confiar en las personas. Me enseñaste a dejar de ser una inocente. Me enseñaste que no vale la pena sufrir por alguien como tú. Me enseñaste a despreciarte. Me enseñaste a sacar mis sentimientos. Aprendí a llorar. Aprendí a mentir. Aprendí a alejarme de los problemas. Aprendí que es mejor estar sola.
Hoy, me llevo perfectamente con mi soledad. Me siento mejor al lado de mi sombra que soportando tus insultos
Speaking to Her: PoemSpeaking to Her: Poem2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She looks as if she is in severe pain...
All she does is look through that window in vain...
Why is she going through this pain?
She just stands there watching the cold rain.
What is she thinking inside her head?
She looks as if she just wants to stay in bed.
Why are there cuts on her arm?
I know she really means no harm.
Why does she put her hair in a bun?
When she usually fixes it every day on the run.
Why does she worry so much?
If only she could see what I see, if only our opinions could touch.
I do not judge her.
Honestly, I want to get to know her.
Mommy's Suicide Mom... Did you just...Mommy's Suicide2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pills and whiskey down her throat
As she slowly stumbles down the stairs.
Through her cries and regret
She begins crashing into walls.
"Call 911!" I yell, as I begin holding my mother
After she collapsed, her head hitting the floor.
I hear police sirens outside our home.
My sister runs through the front door in fear.
The paramedics begin asking her things
That she barely knew the answer to.
"What's your name?"
"Do you know where you are?"
And most importantly..
"Why did you do it?"
"I didn't want to bother her anymore."
You should never attack a poet,we are the best at exploiting weakness.You should never attack a poet,2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the night you took a scalpel to my chest
& fed my heart to the stars,
you told me i could hate you
if i needed to.
with an exorcism
i tried to cast you out
of my body.
i was contorted limbs:
the language of tongues
trying to find myself
in the cosmos
of lit kerosene fingertips,
& the kinds of habits
that only choke me at 3am -
when my eyes aren’t yet heavy
enough for sleep;
my mind tells me to do awful things.
between fucking &
you are the calories
in the mathematical equation
i think of shy moons
and i don’t eat for three days.
you only liked me
when this poetic tongue
space shrapnel aside-
you’re too far down now
for even the stars
to graph you into their maps.
Text Messages to No OneHey haven't talked to you in a while.Text Messages to No One4 years ago in Letters More Like This
==>save message? y/n
I saw that you got
==>save message y/n
Its been a while.
Maybe we could hang out?
==>save message y/n
Wow, I cant believe it's been so long since we talked!
What happened, do you think? Lets talk and
I miss you.
==>save message y/n
Today I thought about that tree in your backyard.
And how we used to climb it to get on the roof of ur garage.
We had some good times.
==>save message y/n
I havent been up to much. Got a job, finally.
I feel all grown up and shit. Still a bit lonely here,
But I'm sure that'll change.
==>save message y/n
Thought about you again on my way home.
It's hard to keep track of all these messages.
Have I told you about my job? I don't remember.
It's cool. Boring. But c
Thought about u again on my way home
Its hard 2 keep trac
Love Letters On the TrainDear Stranger,Love Letters On the Train2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm leaving this post-it tucked in the side of the train-seat. If you're reading this, you've seen it. I've seen you sit here every few Monday mornings, sometimes tapping a bent, unlit cigarette against your thigh, sipping from your tea (who brings a tea cup onto a train anyway?); sometimes staring at the rain outside, or reading your well-worn, beaten copy of Jane Eyre (I hate that you fold the corners down - it's bibliophilic abuse. I wish the book would papercut you to defend itself a little, but I digress).
You seemed so sad this Monday morning past. Please smile again. I love it when your eyes catch the light of something I'm unaware of, something silently and intimately your own; a secret from the world that makes everything all the more meaningful to you.
- The Passenger
I'm not in the habit of reading post-its from strangers. I found a love-letter hidden in a newspaper once, that the author forgot or was too afraid to send. It made me sad to think
i still love youCONVERSATION BETWEEN EX'S.i still love you5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Girl: Your new girlfriend is pretty (I bet she stole your heart)
Boy: Yeah, she is (but you're still the most beautiful girl I know)
Girl: I heard she's funny & amazing. (all the stuff I wasn't)
Boy: She sure is (but she's nothing compared to you)
Girl: I bet you know everything about her by now (like how you knew just about everything about me)
Boy: Only the stuff that count (I can't even remember the stuff she tells me when I think of you)
Girl: Well, I hope you guys last (because we never did)
Boy: I hope we do too (whatever happened to me & you?)
Girl: Well I got to go (before I start to cry)
Boy: Yeah me too (I hope you don't cry)
Girl: Bye (I still love you)
Boy: Later (I never stopped)