Last (written by dparparita, edited by me)No one truly knows how to face the end beyond the end of the world. One day, the seven Moons shine beneath the Sea of Enkre, as they are supposed to, and the next they are gone. You find yourself drifting away, your world diminished to a mere fragment. You open your eyes in the light of the Moons, and for a moment you forget. You forget the cataclysm of the night before, it fades from your mind like a strange and distant nightmare. The alabaster walls around you assure you: everything is still intact, all right, normal. There was no Armageddon, no catastrophe. Ridiculous, how could all those galaxies, all those people have perished? But then you walk outside and you see there are only six Moons. Time drifts by and people start speaking of strange things, of cities of fire standing on the edge of the Sea of Enkre, and cliffs of ice standing beside them, and you realize only five Moons are left.
By the time you are down to your last Moon, you will have gone through numbness and pain and
Old HandsGrandpa was always the one to do thingsOld Hands1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
-with his own hands.
He built his house,
our playhouses, tepees and dream castles
with his own hands.
Age 70 he was still climbing our roof,
(the one of the real house)
with his own hands.
So the worst thing
the worst thing
the worst thing was
when he had to watch our hands
-we all had come to help-
tend to his beloved garden
while his hands could do
The worst thing was
when he died
-on the inside-
'I am so useless.'
And I wished,
and I wished,
Safety Instructions“Warning, weak and fragile!”Safety Instructions2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you labelled me,
because I broke.
“Replace when damaged!”
is your brand of trouble shooting.
You never read half the manual
before (ab)using the product,
otherwise you couldn't have missed this:
Important Safety Instructions
Note: Every human is breakable
without proper care and maintenance.
Caution: Too much pressure can cause mental injury.
Caution: Abrasive words might damage god's product.
Warning! Failure to talk things through can cause electric shock to the heart.
Warning! Persistent ignorance kills!
You didn't even read the signs written all over my face:
Caution, valuable, handle with care!
How to find lost sheepIn case I seem strangely absent:How to find lost sheep2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Please go after me and ask me how I am.
Chances are I am awfully lost.
Might be I am just busy
- lucky you, lucky you -
but please be prepared for an ugly truth.
I am likely to
RedecoratingMore persistent thanRedecorating2 years ago in Valentine Exchange More Like This
an irremovable black marker,
you engraved your words of love
into my practical stone heart.
You decorated that barren place inside of me
with flowers made of
your honest words,
your boyish smile,
your warm touch,
and the colour of your affection.
So gentle feelings began
to grow inside of me,
cracking open my stone heart,
forming a tiny gap,
just big enough for you to slip in.
EarthEarth,Earth2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I crawled to your surface again.
I had been tangled up in
passageways carved through
the soil of my mind.
I grew new roots
to find nutrient matter
buried deeply below
shallow hearts and shallow minds,
buried deeply within
distorted fragments of broken selfs.
I feel your support again.
You gave me back solid ground
below my searching, stumbling feet.
Embracing me with your weathered hands,
you give me what I lost and found:
A place, a whole planet, a home for my soul.
I pray for WindI pray for windI pray for Wind2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to press air into my depressed lungs,
for a gust
to blow my mind,
removing the black clouds,
for a gale
to push me forward,
out of this airless,
lifeless state of mine.
nothing but a dried leaf,
crumpled on the ground.
Please god, breathe
your breath of live
into me (again).
Let me dance
on the invisible wings
of your power.
MultiplicityI am not leftMultiplicity1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to keep changing.
I am a landscape,
inviting you to get lost
in the details.
The thousand lives that carve my surface –
Can you feel them?
Can you see
the lingering lilac
is not my deepest colour?
Can you find
my innermost core
and grasp it
as just one
ColourfulIn this world of black and whiteColourful1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
my scanner detected:
You've got colours inside of you.
the red of a thousand hearts,
the suns yellow energy transferred
into an ocean wave of flowers
and the warm mild orange
of early mornings and late evenings
spent with friends.
I Am The FireI am wild,I Am The Fire2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am hot,
I am danger.
I Am The Fire!
I consume what is in my way
burn down the homes of my enemies
and dance on the ashen carcasses
of my victims.
I love with a scorching heat.
Don't get so close,
if you are not ready
to get your fingers burnt.
If you try to put me out
I will devour you.
If you nurture me
I will warm you
and roast your food
instead of you.
It's your decision:
friend or foe?
SecretsAll my thoughtsSecrets2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
are silently locked away
behind closed lips.
I am not apt to spill them
I rather hide them
deep down inside my ribcage-casket,
than to betray them to indifferent ears.
But if you are truly interested
know that the answer
is only a question away.
WaterWaterWater2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
everything you thought you were.
What will remain
when everything that is
-just a temporary shell-
is washed away?
Can you stand
to be so shellless
your raw, naked self
tossed through the currents?
Or will you rather collect
forming a new shell
to dress your self in?
Lioness WingsAs I grew sick and lay down,Lioness Wings2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you thought I was weak and would perish.
Don't you know it drains strength
to grow wings?
Now I am stronger than ever,
and betraying me is futile,
as I have seen you at your worst.
I could hunt you with predators speed,
and crush you with my teeth,
but there's no need to.
The thundering storm of truth,
evoked by my wings, will do.
AwakeningI tear apart the blanketsAwakening1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
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.
I have seen the golden door,
no boundaries will keep me.
I don't need no lamp,
thy word lights my path.
I don't need an exile,
I found paradise.
Das Paradies der MottenIch hab mich dafür aufgegeben,Das Paradies der Motten3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dass dein Flügelpaar verheilt.
Verlernte Fliegen - und mein Leben
Hat das Meer und mich geteilt.
Ich habe sogar Gott verzundert,
Teufel aus dem Staub getanzt
Trotz all dem staune ich verwundert,
Dass du wieder fliegen kannst.
Der Himmel zerrt an deinen Füßen,
Angst verfeinert dein Gesicht
Und lässt mich für das Gute büßen:
Deine Hand hält meine nicht.
Wie könnte ich dich gehen lassen,
Dafür liebe ich zu sehr.
Wenn deine Leiden jetzt verblassen
Wiegen meine doppelt schwer.
Die Schwingen sind mir abgestorben,
Meine Hände schenkten Trost
Und haben deinen Hals umworben,
Weil du unser Glück bedrohst!
Am Boden halten starke Arme
Deine Flügel fest wie einst.
Erlaubst du, dass ich mich erbarme?
Kümmert es dich, dass du weinst?
How to stay a writerHow to become a writer:How to stay a writer2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take a pen. Write.
How to stay a writer:
Take a pen. Write. Don't stop.
Be stubborn as a mule.
There are those days when all your good words hide in your left sock and refuse to come out -
and even if they do, they smell like old fish and skunk after a messy rendezvous.
You write.. Delete!
You write... Delete!
You write, write, write
...and edited out the whole chapter later.
Be stubborn, write nonetheless. Use those other words you buried in the drawer with the socks you never wear cause they are
the beauty's in the leavingRead aloud here.the beauty's in the leaving2 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
MissverstaendnisRette sich wer kann!Missverstaendnis2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Keiner ist sicher
vor der garstigen Klaue
Doch wohin nur wohin?
ist so genau
das er nicht
von einem unruhigen Geist
missverstanden werden kann.
Meine gewohnten Wortwerkzeuge
erscheinen plötzlich so stumpf
so unpräzise und grob
es scheint ich könnte nur daneben treffen.
Personen, denen ich meine Hand entgegen strecke
schneiden sich an meinen scharfkantigen Fingernägeln
als wären es gegen sie gerichtete Spitzen.
Stumm schließe ich den Mund.
ziehe ich meine Hand zurück.
NaruHina High School Chapter 1 A blonde hair boy was walking through the village trying to get to school. "Naruto!" a voice yelled from a distance. Naruto turned around and saw a girl with bubblegum hair and a boy with raven hair.NaruHina High School Chapter 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Sakura! Sasuke!" he said surprised.
"So did you hear?" Sakura asked walking up to Naruto.
"Hear what?" he asked confused.
"That Hinata's coming back!" Sakura said excitedly.
"Who's... Hinata?" Naruto asked trying to remember.
"Baka..." Sasuke said. "How could you not remember who Hinata is?"
"Fine... Remember Shino and Kiba and that they died a long time ago?" Sakura asked another question but upset.
"Well yeah... How can anyone forget that..." Naruto said looking away.
"Hinata was like a sister to them so they died saving her." Sasuke said. "Hinata was blaming herself for what happened. It got to the point where Hinata ran away to get stronger."
Restart Your SoulConnect your heart to your brain,Restart Your Soul1 year 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?"
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.
Animalistic BehaviourHumans inherit habits and traitsAnimalistic Behaviour1 year 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?
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
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.