Still the Same Girl (first Draft)The Abyss was tempting again tonight. Just a few steps away from Bell-mère's grave it called Nami to take a final rest, too. Let go, It whispered. You gave so much already. Nami was as weary as an old sail hanging limply in the wind. No fierce wind could fill her with joy again, it all seeped through the holes that had been torn into her.
“You're still the same girl.” Nojiko had told her. She couldn't have been more wrong. The girl that was Nami had died along with her mother as Arlong had shot her. Just when Nami had finally been ready to call Bell-mère by that name. Mother. And Nami had died again when she was forced to work for Arlong's crew. The flag that killed her mother forever stitched into her arm as an irremovable stain of sin. And then maybe a third time, as she told the other villagers and was shunned for betraying her own mother. She withheld the real reason why she did so, didn't want to share the burden. She had thought s
Happy Birthday Hinata: Simple DateHappy Birthday Hinata: Simple Date3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Happy Birthday Hinata: A simple Date
Naruto x Hinata
Hinata glanced around the unfamiliar foliage of the forest. She couldn't help but wonder where Naruto was taking her. Then again, a blush formed on her face. She didn't mind as long as she was with Naruto. Being at his side filled her with confidence. He was her passion and together they could accomplish anything. "Ano, Naruto-kun, how much farther are we going to do?"
"It's not that much funnier Hinata-chan. What's wrong, those sweets making you sluggish?" he playfully teased as Hinata's face went crimson.
"Naruto-kun." A whine escaped her lips. She knew he was joking, but considering her nature, Hinata was rather bashful about talking about her figure. Whether it be bad, but honestly it was more along the lines of compliments. There was even a time Hinata thought that Naruto wouldn't find her appealing because of her rather large breasts. Thankfully, Naruto, while a healthy young man he wasn't a perverse fiend.
NaruHina High School Chapter 3 Since it was getting late Naruto walked Hinata home. Once Hinata was home Naruto made his way to his house. Naruto unlocked his door and went straight to bed. Then he just plopped on his bed and starred at the ceiling. 'Hinata...' he thought the turned to look at the moon. 'Everytime I look into your eyes... I can see... That you're crying... In darkness where there are no light...' Naruto thought. 'Dont worry Kiba... Shino... I'll be the one to pull Hinata out of the darkness...' he thought. "You better!" Naruto saw Kiba smiling before drifting to sleep. 'I promise...'NaruHina High School Chapter 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
"What the-" Naruto said as he found himself a small white room. "Where am I?" he asks looking around.
"Naruto... Uzumaki..." he heard a woman's voice. Then he turned around and saw Hinata.
"Hinata?!" he said. Hinata was standing five feet away. "Where... Where are we?" he asked her.
"We're in Hinata's peaceful m
NaruHina High School Chapter 4 Finally Naruto and Hinata was on front of the class and Hinata was about to walk in until Naruto stops her. "Wait here..." he told her. Hinata looked at him confused. "Just trust me." he said smiling. Then walked in the class.NaruHina High School Chapter 43 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Ah! Mr.Uzumaki... What toke you so long?" a woman with long hair asked Naruto.
"You have a visitor outside in the hallway." Naruto said as he toke his seat.
Hinata was looking at the painting that was hung up on the walls. "Hinata?!" she heard a woman's voice. Hinata turned around and was about to cry. "Is that you Hinata?"
Then Hinata drop her bag and ran to the woman and embraced her. "Kurenai-sensai..." Hinata cried.
"It's been so long..." Kurenai said hugging her back. Then pushed her away a little. "You've grown... A lot!" she said surprised. Then hugged Hinata again. "I've missed you."
"I'm sorry..." Hinata apologized crying. "It's my fault... It's all my fault..."
NaruHina High School Chapter 5***Naruto's Dream***NaruHina High School Chapter 53 years ago in Romance More Like This
Naruto found himself in a small white room. "This is-"
"I see you're back..." said a voice. Naruto turned around and saw Hinata as a small kid.
"You're..." Naruto said shocked.
"My age gets younger when Hinata's happyness starts to disappear..." Hinata explained. "Right now... It seems to be 14 years old... And when I'm a baby... That's when Hinata truly has no happyness at all..." Naruto looks at her shocked.
"But she looks happy every day! She's smiling and laughing!! Like she is truly happy!!" Naruto yelled.
"She's smiling as if she's happy... But let me ask you something... When you smile... Are you actually smiling?" Hinata asked Naruto looked at her wide eyes. "When you're laughing are you truly laughing? Tell me... Naruto Uzumaki... Since you seem to know Hinata more than I do..."
Naruto looks at the groun
Restart Your SoulConnect your heart to your brain,Restart Your Soul2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
rewire your mind.
Adjust your settings:
Feelings – on
Violence – off
Thinking – active
Restart your soul.
Restarting optical devices.....
Fine tuning audio input.....
Removing preset filters on incoming data.....
Starting truth detectors in heart cells.....
Reconfiguring speakers to inhibit white noise.....
Turn off auto pilot?
Yes / No
Stop the robotic movements of your hands, you can do better.
Erzaehl was"Erzähl du doch mal was über dich"Erzaehl was3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ich weiß nie was ich darauf erwiedern soll.
Mein ganzes Leben hab ich so viel gelogen,
hab so viel gesagt und getan,
was alles nicht ich selbst war.
In dem ganzen Durcheinander hab ich mich verloren.
Wie sollen andere mehr über mich erfahren,
wenn ich mich nicht mal selbst kenne.
Tag für Tag, mit jedem Atemzug,
werde ich durchsichtiger.
Ich fühle mich wie Papier.
Ich bin ausgemärgelt,
wie zu wenig Butter auf zu viel Brot verstrichen.
"Hi, schön dich kennen zu lernen. Wer bin ich?"
the beauty's in the leavingRead aloud here.the beauty's in the leaving3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sweetheart, let's head out. let's
drink up the desert asphalt and that last bottle
of johnny walker blue--
one last toast to the copper sunsets,
to the good earth. a pair of
tailgate stargazers, you and i:
roaming curves across the glove compartment map, until
every foldline is worn flannel-soft
and it'd rather stay open
let's forget route sixty-six. let's forget
and pick up terra cotta dust--
breathe in the mojave. let's pretend
that the world's already ended
and it's just us.
let's leave the door unlocked
NaruHina High School Chapter 6 Naruto and Hinata were walking to school until a paper bomb was thrown at them. Naruto didn't sense it coming but Hinata did and tackled Naruto out of the way. Then slide in the ground. "Naruto-kun! Are you okay?!" Hinata asked.NaruHina High School Chapter 63 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I'm fine... What about you?" Naruto asked helping Hinata up.
"I'm alright..." Hinata said smiling.
"Who are you and what do you want?!" Naruto yelled. Then five men that was wearing black cloaks with red clouds on them. Naruto looked at then shocked. "Akatsukis!" Naruto said angrily. "You here to take me with you?!"
"No... We're for the girl..." one of then said pointing at Hinata. "We need her power..."
Naruto ran in front of Hinata. "You're not gonna lay a finger on her!" he yelled.
"Naruto-kun..." Hinata said shocked. Then Sasuke, Kurenai and Sakura showed up.
"Naruto! What's going on?!" Sakura asked. Then sees the Akatsukis in front of them. "They're her
Animalistic BehaviourHumans inherit habits and traitsAnimalistic Behaviour2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like animals pass on fur patterns.
tighter than fur, closer than skin,
just above the flesh marred with battle scars.
We judge each other by colours
– not every leopard is a panther –
and habitual fur is so difficult to strip.
Who can see
deeper than skin, past blinding patterns,
into the heart of the best possible version of our selves?
Which hands can pet hearts
instead of raw naked flesh?
colour our own fur,
change bad habits into ornaments
and recreate patterns as required,
not like chameleons that forgot their own true colour while adapting to peer pressure,
but like butterflies, becoming what we were meant to be from the beginning?
Rubber BandI am a rubber bandRubber Band3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that can stretch
into any direction
to a certain extent.
I can stretch further
into one direction
than into two directions
than into three directions
than into infinite possibilities.
But I want to stretch
into every direction possible
with the maximum range.
How far before I snap?
(Or can I learn how to choose first?
Can I learn how to shape shift
according to relevance?
To lean towards the essential,
letting go of distractions?
Can I learn
which is the perfect extent
for each of my directions?
So that I may have tension
without growing weary?
So I might slowly stretch my horizon
a little further than before
into each of the relevant directions ?)
Der Herr der Ringe (leicht verkuerzte Version)Abends spät, da klopft es leise,Der Herr der Ringe (leicht verkuerzte Version)3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Gandalf war’s, der Graue Weise.
„Frodo, Lust auf einen kurzen Flug,
Auf Adlers Schwinge, schnell genug?“
„Warum soll ich heut Nacht denn fliegen,
Wo auch im Bett ich könnte liegen?“
„Um Saurons Ring schnell zu vernichten,
So spar’n wir uns gar viel Geschichten.“
So flogen sie zum Schicksalsberg,
Sahen weder Ork noch Zwerg,
Ließen dann den Ring reinplumpsen
Hörten laut des Berges Rumsen,
Danach, sie flogen wieder heim,
Welt retten kann so einfach sein.
mechanicI want to kiss every aching wound you have,mechanic2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes;
This dripping heart of mine can only feel,
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth,
so I only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that I care all too much.
In order to fix you up again,
I would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but I just haven’t figured out how.
.when her love left, it left.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the house empty
and she says
i hope one day it'll
come back to me,
cos i don't keep this shotgun
on my front porch for nothin'
LebenEgal was wir in unserem Leben tun,Leben3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
egal welche Entscheidungen
wir "richtig" oder "falsch" treffen,
egal wie wir aussehen oder sind,
das Leben geht weiter.
Irgendwie, auf Umwegen oder Abwegen,
es sucht sich auf jeden Fall seinen Weg.
Ob Scheitern oder Aufstieg,
ob gut oder schlecht,
das Leben geht weiter.
Bis wir uns entscheiden
es zu beenden.
Der noch so kleinste Tropfen,
kann das Fass zum überlaufen bringen.
An Old AugustI watch youAn Old August2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
in the amber afternoon,
sun on its midway
you won't let me help
only half of them
make it to the bowl.
I smile back
at your playful eyes
It feels like
an old August,
in my stomach
some sort of sadness
some sort of joy.
Last night's thunderstorm
has left the ocean agitated,
Life is nothing
but a vacant place, today
and we shall
let it be,
let the world
wait for us, today.
on my piano bench,
I play for the cat
a winter Debussy
I could tell
overflowI tried to show you all the broken bones in the cupboard,overflow2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the cobwebs beneath the staircase;
all the schisms, and chasms,
and chinks in my a(r)mour
but your finger touched my lips
in a curious sort of way, and you said
hush, darling, don't say a word
none of that matters anymore
so I tried to shut away the ghosts
but now they're out and about
and coming for me
and I have no hope of escaping
with my heart so chipped and faded.
defeatheredand this is where we bury our hearts,defeathered3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
between self-defeating personality disorders
and burnt bridges and midnight ramblings
we promise ourselves aren’t true;
embedding our memories in forsaken homes
like it is a conscious decision to shed
our wings (reptiles don’t fly)
and maybe I am the monster of every
myth: wide-eyed and jagged toothed and
looking to regain a piece of myself the
world borrowed, many moons ago
as I falter and stumble over my own unaware
feet, wreaking havoc, reeking of self-acquittal--
all I ever wanted to do was belong.
dreams are flaws much like the hearts we
flaunt on our sleeves, and I seem to
have lent all mine away; I am
something entirely ignorant, in the dark,
believing fingers fumbling can find answers.
they never told me reflections are backwards
and the world spins the wrong way and
hurricanes are really an embodiment
of all our own withdrawals:
but one day, these walls will crumble,
and I will learn to breathe in dust.
Soldiercigarette between his lips,Soldier3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tar-induced lungs struggling to inflate –
struggling to make sense
of a war
where men are only equal
when they're dead.
A probably incomplete list - second draft -*New*: even more lovely people and slippery hugs added!A probably incomplete list - second draft -2 years ago in Personal More Like This
I wanted to make a list of all the special people I would like to thank for being around this year. I am awfully scared I might forget someone important so I kept procrastinating this. To make sure I do not procrastinate this to the year after next year I'll start with it now - but as an officially incomplete list. So if you're not on it yet, please don't feel neglected. My mind is just a squishy squashy messed up placed sometimes and I might be adding you later. (Purposefully not defining when exactly later is )
So I would like to give a big hug and a giant THANK YOU to the following special people:
[Tight Hug][Tight Hug]
First of all, BloodshotInk who was the first person to watch me. ( I don't even know why she did, because by the time she did I think I was only writing fanfiction. ) She is a wonderful, fascina
Announcing the CRLiterature Book Club!Here at CRLiterature, we wanted to find a fun way to get the community reading -- and reading together. What better way is there than to have a new book to enjoy as a group every month?Announcing the CRLiterature Book Club!2 years ago in Literature Features More Like This
How do you participate in Book Club? Here are your simple instructions:
1. Acquire the book.
2. Read the book.
3. Stay tuned to the CRLiterature group for discussion journals and chats.
BONUS: We will be giving out arbitrary prizes to some participants each month!
We are hoping to select books that push the community's boundaries, in terms of what we're already reading, but that will also have mass appeal. We are also going to be choosing books that are widely available across English-speaking nations (for now Book Club is English-only) and across e-reading platforms. By rotating moderators, we are hoping that selections will be diverse, both in terms of style and genre, and in terms of author background and point of view.
We are also excited at the possibility of
Awakening - A Poem-Fractal Collaboration!!! Here we have the very first (as far as we know) Fractal-Poem or Poem-Fractal! A creative collaboration between poca2hontas and Story-of-a-Mind.Awakening - A Poem-Fractal Collaboration!!!2 years ago in Personal More Like This
We hope you enjoy it as we certainly had fun making it
I tear apart the blankets
while leaping out of bed,
god, there's a new vision to hunt down.
You still sleep peacefully.
But lingering in dreams is not good enough,
we need to make them real!
They shall not be flushed down the drain
along with my hopes and my happiness.
I'll go after them, spiral downward, if I need to.
I need to wake up to my dreams, not my nightmares.
Der SegenPfarrer Würth aus St. JohannDer Segen3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Segnet alles, was er kann.
Er segnet Auto, Haus und Hof,
Dafür war ihm kein Psalm zu doof.
Nur eine Spende war von Nöten;
Gottes Schutz für ein paar Kröten.
Und die Gelder, die da kamen,
Verprasste Würth für leichte Damen.
Dabei fühlte er sich auch nicht mies,
Hieß der Puff doch Paradies.