Edited contest entry for InvadershariePrussia x Reader
You walked down the halls,looking for Gilbert,your best friend.He had said to meet you by the lockers after class.'Where IS he?',you thought. You decided to grab your things for your next class while you waited.
"Hey!Glad you decided to meet the AWESOME me here?!"You rolled your eyes at him as you shut the locker.
"Hey,Gil.What's up?",you said,shutting your locker and twisting the combination lock a couple times,to make sure it was locked.
"I just wanted to know if you wanted to go to prom with me." The halls fell silent,as if the whole world were awaiting your answer.
"Yeah,I'd love to!",you replied,smiling brightly,(e/c) orbs s
The World Is a RoomThe world is a room*The World Is a Room2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with the walls bedaubed
with the green paint.
A mite is running in it**
she doesn't know her purpose
or does she like it.
Two bigger moppets***
have some claims.
Their voices are raised
like the hill growing
in the suburbia.
In the end one of them****
becomes a crumb.
She lifts her hand up
and spanks the mite,
not knowing her trespass.
At evening it's time for going to sleep***** -
the fingerling goes to her bed with rails,
being very sad and sure of a given lesson:
there's no point in enjoying yourself,
cause the sadness will always come later.
*nobody knows its magnitude,
unless it is a person
described in this poem,
trying to figure it out.
**like an old hamster
in its spinning wheel,
with the same knowledge
about her destiny.
***because they're also wee
in the front of God's face.
****probably the one in a skirt,
although you can't be certain.
*****you'll have a dream about
a child with a vile face
Childhood memoryLovely and warm was your voice to meChildhood memory2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The melody you hummed was happy and carefree
I danced and laughed, I had no worries and sorrow
I spun around and didn't think about tomorrow
Can you see me dancing around?
Can you hear the happy sound?
Laughing and smiling so brightly and pure
Nature around us was a welcoming allure
This is a memory I keep in my heart
This is where I got my start
I started living and enjoying to live
And happiness and love is what I give
Remembering this memory is making me warm
It's clear like the sky after a big storm
And I'll keep in my hearts as a treasure
Dancing for you was always a pleasure
StyleThe length was short and black – or darkStyle2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and curled toward the chin,
I moved the blades from at the ends
to right beside the skin.
And without thought for all the world
or trouble I was in –
cut scissors there
a lock of hair,
it wasn’t even. Fin.
numbers1 daynumbers5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
UntitledYou cannot collectUntitled9 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Nor in ocean distinguish
Only your own tears
Staying aliveI feel like a loserStaying alive9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like the world is my enemy
Like I can't do anything right
I want it to end
I feel like giving up
But I can't
I must keep fighting
I must stay alive
At High Tide"Momma... I have to go now..." I murmured, kneeling in front of the gravestone. "Why... did you have to name him my guardian? He's never met me... Never called... Not even a birthday card... So why him? Why do I have to move so far away from you and all of my friends to live with him?" I fell forward a little, tears starting to stream down my cheeks. I watched as my tears fell to the earth beneath my hands, soaking into the recently turned, rich soil.At High Tide5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Braden! It's time to go!" my aunt called from beside the taxi. I rubbed the tears off my face before slowly getting to my feet.
"Goodbye, Momma..." I murmured, slowly turning to head back to the car. It had been a selfish side trip of mine to have a chance to say goodbye before I boarded the plane that would take me all the way to what felt like the other side of the world. I slipped into the backseat with my aunt, letting her pull me to her side. She'd taken care of me for the last year while my mother had only grown sicker and more wea