RobinYou taught meRobin1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
the meaning of the word
When I was a child
you were my favourite one,
your movies made
me dream about
a better future,
about who I would become
Your characters were full
of hope and joy.
You were my hero.
You will be forever in my heart!
Oh captain my captain,
thanks for making me happy
when I was a child,
and thanks for making me happy
everytime I watch your movies.
Sorry if this poem and my english
suck, but it's the best I can do
while I'm about to cry...
One day we'll see in another
world, but until that moment comes...
..thank you Robin, thank you!
Something To Lose.Is this all I am to you?Something To Lose.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just something to lose?
Someone to hurt?
To hit and abuse?
For that would leave marks
Not even mentally
You go straight for the heart
Like a waterfall cascading
It won't ever stop
I'll be here still waiting
Or so I once thought
I can never fight this feeling
But I can't help that it's here
Maybe it'd be best
If I could just disappear...
DreamscapeI dreamed of vivid colours once,Dreamscape2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of bloody red and inky blue,
while life was ruled by lonely gray,
washed-out black and too-bright white
that left its canvas' edges frayed.
A brush that painted only dreams unreached
and expectations unfullfilled,
left a drowning world and city ruins,
and endless roads untravelled.
Colour had long bled out and faded,
living on in distant memories
of a shining sun that dawns in red
and chases away the black of the night,
and a bright, wide sky drenched in blue
fighting the desert of white.
I Am a GirlI am a girl, therefore I'm worthless.I Am a Girl1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am a disappointment to my parents.
I am a thing to be sold for profit.
I am property to a stranger.
I am a body used for the pleasure of men.
I am a slave to my promised husband.
These are the only things I'm allowed to say.
If I say anything else I will be punished.
I shall face a punishment.
Several that no one should be allowed to face.
I fear all of it.
But sadly, it would be nothing new.
I shall be punished for simply taking a breath.
I wish to take my final one.
I "belong" in the kitchen, after all.
I have possession of the knife.
This decision shall finally be mine.
My fear melts away, and my neck turns cold.
I shall take my freedom...
Yes, I have taken it.
However, it was not by means of bloodshed.
It was not by means of "relief."
It was by means of struggle.
It was by by means of the impossible.
No longer shall I hide my face behind blu
a situation in which i do not survivei was a lake whippeda situation in which i do not survive3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
into a fever pitch, a localised
hurricane in the wake of something
greater. the world was ending
and i dreamt of you while it was
still turning, a mess of bodies and
kisses. i dreamt of you still
when it ended, a slow dance
of crooked smiles and offshore
eyes. you kept me close and if
i was ever a source of happiness
for you, i could let go.
Questions.Questions.Questions.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nobody has the answers
But everybody has the Y’s.
Speculations of a faultless green pasture,
Based on a line of best fit that was drawn to lie.
The solution is a sequence of random numbers and dates.
In addition to a complicated sum of love, grief, fear and hate.
Which form a unique equation that can never be revealed.
It’s the only bit of ignorance that still remains concealed.
Even though we may feel defenseless.
The possibilities are endless.
The opportunities are relentless.
Opinions become senseless
And still we lie restless.
Attempting to solve the unsolvable
And control the uncontrollable.
To know the unknowable.
Depressionsometimes I feel you lurking thereDepression2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
near the corner of my conscience
the part of me that is aware
I feel you and sometimes see you
that dark shadowy form that you have
the way that you flit around my psyche
trying not to be seen clearly
until you are ready to pounce upon me
which you often do in my sleep
giving me dreams that hurt
making me relive past pains
waking me sometimes with your sharp bite
I feel you lurking there now
and I try not to sleep
for I am tired of the ache
tired of the old game
that you and I play
I have the better of you
most often during the day
when the sun shines into my eyes
and I can feel better things more strongly
but in the darkness you try to come
filling me with the old despair
that no one can ever understand
unless they too have had a great loss
and felt the knife of betrayal
deep within their heart
but I will fight on with you
my enemy my nightmare
The Dream Thiefyou’re a thiefThe Dream Thief6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
from the skies
masked by clouds
and indigo wishes
with borrowed wings
and a wistful tune
on your lips.
Schizoid AvoidanceSchizoid AvoidanceSchizoid Avoidance11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Abandon, reject and hate me
'Cause that's all I've learned to expect
Oppressive social surrealism taunts
Leaving me dissociated and defect
Solitude and musing entice
Thus I walk earth's face loner-wise
Ecstatic pondering analyzing my mind
Introspective truths to find
Fear forcing me to escape
Guilt and shame raging inside
Craving companionship and intimacy
Yet too paranoid to confide
Keeping my precious poker-face
Because an apathetic appearance grants inner pride and grace
People call me a statue with an icy stare
Yet I snort and smirk; I simply don't care
For their ignorance...
SchizoidI am oddSchizoid4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A misunderstood individual
Discretely and secretly unstable
I am a schizoid
And i will always be isolated
Because i am unfit for friendship
Unfit for any relationship
I am a prisoner of my own personality
Bound by it
To watch the socially adequate
As they frolic and talk among themselves
I am abnormal
Therefore must pay the price
Another Language called EnglishI took your adjectives for granted. There was something about the way you skipped over your 's'es and gleaned over your 'i's and 'e's, that never really made me want to kiss you. You'd sit there with your languid fingers clutching a book that was half finished, and read me words that were completely mispronounced. It would prickle me under my skin and I would grit my teeth, wondering when you would stop. I would never understand the english language you thought you spoke, and your confidence in your own words annoyed me.Another Language called English2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It was comical when you spoke in front of our friends. Your mistaken pronunciation of the word 'pronunciation' in particular made them giggle. I would stand in a corner, clutching a glass of rum and coke and cringe, flushing in second hand embarrassment. You would smile at me from across the room, and continue with your tangled tongue as though nothing was wrong.
I felt sorry for you. But not sorry enough when you took your favourite writing pen from my d
Vietnama cellar door was beginningVietnam5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to open somewhere in all of us
emerging somewhere between
the throat and the spine,
spitting out ink as it burrowed deeper,
giving a new place to hide and store
smiles for better days,
a place for matchbooks and
milk cartons and anything in-between
a place to harbor unkept promises and
other multitudes of sorrow.
had been placed on shelves with chipped
high above the earth
were brought underneath us once again
at this not-quite cemetery,
the all-encompassing "i-love-you"
buried deeply in the mix
of scattered blades and bones
as we learned
how to confront skeletons
belonging to strangers other than ourselves.
from passing by the roses strewn
at the feet of the fallen and feeling
the names of the dead on the cold, wet
stone, there became a certain
satisfaction in breathing
and even more in realizing we still could.
Mental Disorder Discrimination"You said you've got depression?Mental Disorder Discrimination1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
No you don't, you attention seeker.
You're just an average teenager with the perfect life
Desperately looking for sympathy."
Stop crying, you coward.
You're just a childish "scaredy-cat".
Blaming your problems on a mental disorder
That doesn't even exist."
"So you're schizophrenic?
Grow the hell up, and stop acting like a child
You're too old for imaginary friends
You callow, juvenile, little twit."
But if we're attention seekers,
Why do we try so hard to hide our feelings from the world?
Why do we isolate ourselves in our rooms,
Desperately hiding the cuts on our wrists
Trying our best to live a normal life?
And if we're simply "scaredy-cats",
Why is our fear so vividly intense?
Unlike simple fear, our anxiety will stick with us forever
A severe long-lasting feeling of powerful panic.
A feeling from which we'll never be free.
Suddenly we're childish for having a mental disorder?
Schizophrenia is not something we can control.
The Phineas and Ferb TheoryHere it is, the Phineas and Ferb Theory:The Phineas and Ferb Theory3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The events taking place in the show are all the delusions of a group of kids in a children's psychiatric facility.
That's why the parents never see anything and why everything is so easy to do in that world. In reality, Phineas and Ferb's inventions are made of toys. The reason nobody ever gets hurt on anything is because (since they're locked up) the toys their inventions are made from are childproof to prevent their use as a weapon. The reason they "disappear" at the end of every day around the same time is because they have scheduled time to play with them.
The reason the parents go away so often during the episodes is because, while they visit as often as possible, they aren't allowed to be with their children all day. The kid's minds make the grocery excuse to explain why the adults are so often absent.
Phineas is Schitzophrenic and detached from reality. He's so happy all the time because of the mood stabilizer's he has to ta
It is 9 in the afternoon& I have forgottenIt is 9 in the afternoon2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
how to write in poetics-
tongue kissed & gaping like
a siren missing from her sea.
I have been coughing up black
for days. Unable to clean the taste
from my mouth, these broken
typewriter keys sewn into my
fingertips scream something fierce.
They ache with longing
to tell of a story
that left them
for a better high
a story that never deserved
to make a home under the skin,
to crawl breech through an
-& out through the wrists
of young girls much too ripe
to fall from their beds.
I am so damn tired
of looking over railings
& wondering what
it would feel like
The Order of Insanity Chapter 4"The roof…?" Soul began to question, before we spotted the dark figure standing in the middle of the roof. Its shadows rippled as if on water, and blood dripped from its clothes. "It's a shame," the kishin egg said. "I really do hate getting my clothes filthy." The figure turned to face us, its mouth in an evil smirk. Five vertical lines marked him from his chin to his upper lip. His eyes were yellow, as if they were molten gold, and bloodshot. An insane laugh erupted from his throat, as if he had just heard theThe Order of Insanity Chapter 43 years ago in Horror More Like This
funniest joke in the world.
And three white stripes stretched across half of his hair.
Blood on my hands… Human blood…Human…
I clenched my blood-soaked fists. "You bastard! What did you do?"
Again, the other me laughed maniacally. "I think the question is what did YOU do? At least, that's what everyone else thinks. I did have a much better plan than this, but I thought it would be fun to mess with you first."
I sprang up and pinned Insanity to the wall
Forbidden Love chapter 1Chapter 1:Forbidden Love chapter 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Silver P.O.V (Point of view)
In the Kingdom, you had to have at least a little bit of Royalty in your blood to become a Knight. It was mere luck I became one.
Now I was resting in the Knight area it was maybe four in the morning. I couldn't sleep I was thinking about her again. I thought to myself 'this is silly you are a Knight stop this now she doesn't know you!' I agreed to my thoughts then something grabbed me. They tied my hands together and the other end of the rope was tied to the camel that must have belonged to the people who grabbed me. Then they made me walk, which I was used to. I was never the kind to ride a horse or camel. We walked into Soulianna. My camp wasn't to far from here. One of the men stayed out side with me and we waited for something. I thought they might steal some stuff, as they did my sword. Ah, my sword is the best. She's made of real gold and has a special design. I just hope I can get it back.
Kid X Crona CHAPTER 8: Sinister PlansCHAPTER 8Kid X Crona CHAPTER 8: Sinister Plans3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"It's dark in here ." A crying voice sounds in a dark void. "H-hello ? Is anyone here ?" It cries again, looking around to nothing more than more and more darkness. "Someone anyone? PLEASE?!?!?" It cries again.
"CRONA?!?! CROOOOOONA?!?!" A deep voice calls through the dark. "YOU PUNK!! WHERE THE HELL-?"
"Ragnarok?" The crying voice calls, seeing Ragnarok's face pop from the shadows.
"THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!?" He asks, tilting his cartoonified head.
"I I don't know " Crona cries on the black ground. Ragnarok forms a body out of the shadows walking towards the pink haired Kishin.
"BY THE WAY, COULD'VE WARNED ME ABOUT YOUR NIGHT WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND LAST NIGHT. AWKWARD AS HELL FOR ME." Ragnarok cackles, dropping his head to Crona's downed expression. "WHAT HAPPENED?" He asks, Crona wide eyed remembering.
"CRONA!! CRONA!!! DO SOMETHING DAMN IT!!" A young Shinigami yells as he runs alongside a moving hospital bed. A larger man, a
Forbidden Love chapter 4"I don't have time to fight" I said.Forbidden Love chapter 45 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He wore a black cloak, and I could not see who he was.
He ignored what I said and gave a quick blow to the right, I dodged it.
"Hm, seems you have the same skills you had." He smirked.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
Ignoring me again he swung his sword to the left then the right to try to trick me, then unusually he aimed for my legs. I dodged each one.
"Hm " He scowled.
"Seems like you're not so much of a naive anymore" I laughed.
He then again did some more moves like slashing to the side then to the head but I dodged them all. The guards started to come
I noticed Saul had gotten up and must have ran for backup.
"Shad I don't have time." I yelled. Then used my natural telekinetic powers to shock him. At the moment he was parlayed.
I made a run for it.
He is gone, GONE! I didn't get a word to say. It had been two months that I had to travel with him and I fell in love with him. Now he's gone.
Soul Eater High CHAPTER 6: Night of the UnexpectedCHAPTER 6Soul Eater High CHAPTER 6: Night of the Unexpected2 years ago in Humor More Like This
‘How did it come to this?’ Maka questions, while Soul sat across from her and talked about what she was to be sure to do tonight. ‘I mean, the guys helped me the last few days, but how?’ She screams in her head. Her thoughts go to when she caught him on his bike before school that day…
A FEW DAYS AGO…
Maka walked out of 4th, bored from Pro. Stien’s lecture. Black*Star was right, the guy liked talking about dissecting more than a normal human being. She walked through the academy’s front door. Fresh air always did her good. Heck, it was an over all good day so far. Black*Star had a tooth removed so he couldn’t talk, bringing joy to her and Tsubaki, both finally having some peace.
She hurried down the steps, wanting to get home and relax after her long day with tests in every class.
“Yo ponytails!” A voice calls to her.
She looks to her left, a scowl forming instantly on her face. Soul Evans sat on his bike, ha
What if... Soul EaterWhat if... Soul Eater7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Resonance of the Souls!!! yelled Soul and Maka together.
Lets resonate til we reach the limit, Soul told Maka.
Yeah, The traditional technique Scythe Meisters use, yelled Maka as she raised Soul above her head. Soul transformed in to a large glowing scythe.
Stein grabbed the blade between his hands and smirked. She can control Witch Hunter at this level, he thought. However your skills are too rough, he told Maka and broke the Witch Hunter. As Maka fell backward she whispered, Soul.
Stein walked toward her crumpled in a heap on the ground in pain. Seems like youre still conscious, Stein muttered as he knelt down beside her. He was startled as a light appeared and Soul transformed on top of Maka. I wont let you touch my Meister! yelled Soul.
Then Ill start with you, said Stein smirking reaching for Soul.
Soul Eater High CHAPTER 3: Not CoolCHAPTER 3: Not CoolSoul Eater High CHAPTER 3: Not Cool3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Haha, that assembly wasn't half bad!" Black*Star states, walking with the two girls down the hall. Tsubaki looks to Star and grins.
"I told you." She says, Star brushing it off with his normal cocky grin.
"Yeah, yeah. Would have been AMAZING to everyone had I gotten to speak. Then again, my charming and sexy voice would've melted everyone's ears." He boasts, to Maka's grin.
"You saying your voice is that good or that its so terrible their ears will melt in pain?" She says mockingly, Star's ego shrinking.
"Smart aleck " Star mutters in a soft growl. "But weird seeing Soul Eater on stage, didn't know he was THAT talented." He continues, reminding Maka her question from earlier.
"Black*Star, what did you mean by saying Soul was apart of THE Evans?" She asks the short loud mouth. Black*Star's eyes widen and he looks at Maka in a deadlock stare.
"YOU'VE NEVER HEARD OF THE EVANS FAMILY OF MUSICIANS?!?!" Black*Star questions, grabbing Maka by her shoulders. Mak
Bed time confession part5Bed time confession part54 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(IN THIS STORY ALL ARE BETWEEN THE AGES 17 TO 20)
"Maka!" Came Soul's voice from the other room "Maka!" she turned over in his bed and looked at him through the partly moved covers
"Please tell it's a life and death thing because I will kill you!" she mumbled Soul smiled as he walked into the room,
"Liz is on the phone she said it's important something about breaking down a difficult shoe?" he said looking confused Maka jumped up from the covers and grabbed the phone from Soul,
"Soul this is girl talk leave!" she said, Soul leaned in and stole a kiss of her lips she smiled at him
"Coffee and eggs?" he asked she nodded as he closed the door.
"I'm sorry did I interrupt the honeymoon!" Liz giggled Maka blushed thinking thank god she can't see it,
"No honeymoon just good sex. So what's up with the Kid problem?" she asked looking around for her underwear
"Well I don't know what to do about it do I wait for him to make a move which we both know he would or do I take it in my own
Forbidden Love chapter 3The King did not see me. I wanted Blaze to tell me when to show myself.Forbidden Love chapter 35 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Then I hear her say, "Mother, I would like you to meet the man who got me back here safely." I walked in on cue.
"This is The Silver Knight." She continued.
"Yes, I've heard of you. You're the one who has been told to be the great grandson of Sir Lancelot. The Silver Knight." She said. "You can speak."
"No words to speak." I said choosing my word carefully.
"He must be given great honor for bringing me back here." Blaze said.
"Only the King can do that we must bring Him to the King." Blaze's mother said.
I was to eat at a servant table I had no rights to sit at the sane table with Blaze. I still hadn't been taken to the King. I think that's a good thing for now. Now that's Blaze is back here she will fall back in love with Prince Saul and forget about me. That's the way it's supposed to be. I just hope I am not killed then things will not be the same.
*later on that evening*
Blaze and Saul were