TaintedTainted2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Kind words whispered in my ear,
Consuming burden of these chains,
Let me fall asleep in here,
Forgotten in this empty pain.
My body’s being ripped apart
And the pain’s too much to bear!
I’ve lost the warmth of my heart.
I’ve lost myself and you don’t care.
I’m still begging for salvation
And you’re still walking away
While your perfume of red carnations
Remains faded in the air.
I don’t blame you, but my hate
Overwhelms me with disgrace
And even if my soul’s decayed
I must escape this filthy place!
This time I’ve lost myself to grief
And gave my heart to endless darkness.
Despite your prayers and beliefs
You have done nothing to stop this!
Lying numb in this cold prison
The wet air’s hurting my lungs;
My teary eyes see all in crimson —
There's liquid iron on my tongue.
What is this poignant feeling
Dragging me in agony?
Something gross and horrifying:
Tissues grind inside of me!
When I die don’t hold my hand
Sad song for a dead chemistSad song for a dead chemist5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
by Iuliana Bulancea
Never cared and never seen,
Never had beauty within
But a perfect face indeed!
Still, is that love what I feel?
Never seen behind your eyes,
Never reached that soul inside
And my eyes, ah!, were so blind!
Never seen but you and I!
Ah, but what's infatuation?
Can't I understand emotions?
If I'd known all these sensations,
True love's chemical reaction
You made me cry an acid rain
And let me drown through all this pain.
I turned to ashes on my way
To Heaven 'cause *Al Kalium's my name.
Couldn't sense the smell of poison,
Couldn't feel my blood was flowing,
Couldn't see that your breath drugged me
Never known until Death's coming!
My deeps wounds that bled so much
Never hurt until your touch
Tried to lock the life you caught
Lock it up and then forget
When in RomeWhen in Rome2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The second she breathed in the air as they stepped out of the airport, Annabeth decided that she loved Rome, and she told Percy so. He had laughed at her, telling her to let them actually see some of the city before she started designing their summer villa. She had smiled radiantly at him, hefted her bags up, and led the way to the bus stop.
Despite his playful reluctance, Percy has fallen in love with the city too. Not as deeply as Annabeth, of course, who tries to stop and examine every old building they pass, but he does love it. He decides the first day that he could do without the Italian men, but that’s about the only thing he would change. Not a day goes by without at least one guy whistling at Annabeth or winking at her with a suave “Ciao, bella.” Because of her shapely figure and naturally blonde hair, she is quite the prize in Italy. Annabeth is oblivious to the men’s compliments, however; she is always too busy looking in shop windows, dow
Memories from OgygiaShe thinks back occasionally, back into her tear-laden memories and lonely afternoons, but it feels as if she were remembering a distant dream once dreamt. The details are hazy, yes, seen as if through a screen of smoke, but they are there.Memories from Ogygia2 years ago in Romance More Like This
She will smile now, maybe even laugh, and tell you the story of her life with a glint in her eyes:
(She sang him to sleep countless times.)
She would lie his head in her lap and run a hand through his hair and beard; she would trace the line of his jaw to his cheekbones to the tip of his nose as if tracing stars into constellations.
She taught him the constellations, too, one by one, and he pretended not to notice the way her eyes would occasionally cloud over with yearning, with longing (because, oh, how she wished she could sail along with him having the stars as their only guide!), and she would pretend not to notice how he seemed suddenly weighted down with grief as he remembered her.
WillWould you kill me if I were to sayWill1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
“Ave!” to your heartless ways?
I’m so quiet and I’m feeling
Inside of me your venom melting.
You’ve used me to reborn your pain,
Drained me of fire, let it die in rain.
Ave to your darkness, love!
I hope you live the life you’ve earned,
Free of light and filled with guilt
But tell me first: how does it feel
To walk on crushed bones, on my ribs?...
Those crushed ribs of mine...
Ave to your killer mind!...
But you’ve never taught me right —
If I live my human life
Will I reborn from your heart’s fire?
You’ve sacrificed my blood, you liar,
Just to make true your desires.
Ave to your sick heart, demon,
And thank you for the gift you’ve given!
Turn me to dust, turn me to sand,
Turn me into your loved land...
I promise I will wait for you
And make my chest your peaceful tomb.
Thank you for the silence, killer,
And for your damned soul
Shadow KissShadow Kiss2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Red lipstick stains her windowpane
She’s unbeknownst to lovers' eyes.
Although her soul may ache with pain
One wonders why she never cries.
Her lips they trace a victims face
She’s torn her heart out like a weed.
Although her body rips like lace
One wonders why she doesn’t bleed.
Nightfall beckons her weary mind
She plays in shadows amongst the creeps.
Although the truth she cannot find
One wonders why she never sleeps.
She breathes in a flutter of nervous lust
While her amber skin presses onto him.
To whom the one she can entrust?
Then sadness breaks her body’s whim.
Something is stirring deep down inside
An impression left by the one she fears.
No longer empowered by selfish pride
Confound to why she sheds these tears.
The tears, they dry upon her cheeks
This unknown feeling fatigues her so.
Along with fuchsia blush, it streaks
Apart from which no one can know.
She shakes off despair with a whip of her hair
Then in her chest, there awakens a beat.
This heavy p
In absence of a poem.I chewed my pen to the nibIn absence of a poem.2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and swallowed the ink thoughtlessly,
but no matter how long I thought,
I couldn't say what you mean to me.
I tried, I tried and I tested,
every word in my diminutive range,
but I screwed up more pieces of paper
and happened upon something strange;
I noticed words, which have served me,
for all of my formative years,
had no power to convey my gratitude
for the times that you dried my tears.
Whenever I doubt myself (often),
You're the one who tells me I'm wrong
You lift up my chin and remind me, wait
for the good things that will come along.
I can't find a way to express how
you are the saving grace in my head.
So words can't tell you how I love you -
I hope my silence will tell you instead.
bon appetitshe extracts her heartbon appetit1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
from her cavernous center
like a no-good tooth.
coughing, she serves it up
on fine painted ceramics.
he lifts his fork,
spears the meat.
chewing, jaw swaying,
he samples a bite.
then he frowns
and spits into
YouWhen I flee,You3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
When I need time to myself,
When I have to find who I want to be,
It is you that I see.
If I have to break,
If I need to be kept from falling,
If I have to address my heartache,
It is you that I see.
When goals escape my grasp,
When all plans crumble,
When what I wanted wasn't what was best,
It is you that I see.
If the words escape me,
If I don't know who will relate,
If my appreciation does not translate,
It is you that I see.
With each pulse of my heart,
With each realization,
With each thought,
It is you that I see.
Don't take her'twas a soft, solemn eveningDon't take her1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Felt the aura on my skin
Knew something was wrong
When my sweetheart rushed in.
She fell into my arms
Shaking quite wearily
I pleaded "what's wrong?"
She said "the monsters,
They chase me!
They taunt and torment me
And won't let me leave,
I just wanna be free
Oh please - save me!"
Then my heart was just broken
I whispered "is it here?"
She nodded and pointed;
"It's right over there."
So I turned around
Then was taken aback at what I saw,
A horrible beast
Grey, ghostly and tall.
It took some eerie steps forward,
"Tap tap tap."
Then rushed towards us both
And now we're both trapped.
"Don't take her!" I yelled
And covered her body.
It took hold of me,
But it set her free.
vacation artifact."Last summer I took my cell phone to the beach,"vacation artifact.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
"and the ocean drenched it.
It hasn't worked since then."
She's messy, truly,
a dead battery,
a gauge hovering on empty.
I tell her to call the phone company,
get a back up or refund or some other nonsense.
(her lips didn't move).
For a moment I think
she's going to push me away again,
film up like ankle-cutting sea glass.
"I can't replace it.
I'll lose the last text message
he ever sent me."
I fall quiet because I know.
Today I see the cell phone,
Jack the Ripper's songJack the Ripper's song4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One more step...
Say goodbye to your friends
And don't forget: they're just puppets
Like you are and they...
Oh, they have no soul
And don't worry, they'll share the same fate!
There is no time to sleep,
There is no time to think.
And, oh, again I will be there,
You know I'll be there.
Waiting for you...
The silver moon sings with me too
And all those pretty heads,
Their blood on my hands...
Dear miss boss, you shall be the next!
There's so much time to feel,
There's so much time to kill.
Not enough for me, not even for you
To get to your tomb.
Death is too kind
And takes the pain away in no time
But don't you ever think you'll be saved as well.
Dear miss boss, you shal
Evanescentonly the mostEvanescent2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
beautiful of creatures
live the shortest.
red roses and quivering
butterflies and other
useless things, like the
way she wishes on every star
she sees for a different
soul because she can't stand
the way it's rotting inside.
and it's only when
the thorns beneath her skin
start to bleed that her
monsters whisper, "have
you ever trembled, my dear?"
because they know
for every whimper that hides
faintly in the dark,
there is a pair of lips stretched
into a smile pretending
that all that is beautiful
is timeless and unbroken.
FrancexOC - Why Me"Ninetails!"FrancexOC - Why Me3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I heard my nickname from behind. Alfred ran towards me panting and out of breath.
"Hmm? Oh hey Alfred! What's up?"
"Dude," he put his hand on my shoulder for balance, still gasping for air, "I don't know if you'll believe me, but Francis is hurt!"
"..W-WHATT!?!" I screamed, scared out of my mind, "Ohmigosh! What happened? Where is he?" I gripped him from the collar and shook him, "TELL ME THE ANSWERS, BOY!"
"H-He's in the conference room! Go! He needs to see you!" Alfred gave me a light push in the right direction, but I couldn't move.
'What does he mean by, 'He needs to see me?' I'm sure that I'm the last person Francis would want to see ' No matter, I ran to the conference room to see Francis sprawled on the floor, stomach up, eyes closed. I ran to him and kneeled down.
"Francis! Are you okay? What happened?" I asked with my voice full of concern. He opened his eyes slowly, and focused it to me.
"Ahh~ ma chere," He smiled weakly, "You're here."
"Yes I am. Wha
England x Reader: A Christmas Eve Kiss~It was Christmas eve and snowflakes fell softly, drifting down from the black, winter night sky. The street light illuminating each individual flake, also causing the thick blankets of snow, still untouched, unmarked, to glimmer ever so slightly. Laying in your cozy bed, you watched this for a while peacefully till suddenly your cellphone vibrated from the desk beside you. You reached out an arm tiredly, snatching it in one fluid movement and, ignoring the contact name, opened your new message.England x Reader: A Christmas Eve Kiss~3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You giggled to yourself, rolling your eyes and immediately replying.
Well no dip. What can I say? That's what you get for asking Alfred to fix your furnace!
Your reply came quickly.
Ugh that git! Don't even know what I was thinking when I asked him! That's what I get for trying to save money...
Sighing, you rolled onto your other side. As the guilt began to settle in, you typed up a short message and stared at it nervously. Before you
Sweet CornHe shuckedSweet Corn1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to the spine.
Broke off the gold until
but the stalk remained;
and broken open.
The ribcage spilled
and gushed her pain
upon the sheets.
She lay in the blood
and wept, for the lie
she had lost.
Reader x America: Call me maybeReader x America: Call me maybe3 years ago in Romance More Like This
*Read the description, please. Thank you
The sun was shining brightly. You can see small rays of sun peeking through the trees' green leaves. You were walking around the park.Enjoying the sight. The summer breeze brushed against your skin.Yes, summer! You decided to spend you time at your cousin's. You planned to spend time with her.
However, she got to do some fund-raising for her club in a carnival to be donated to the charity. You decided to not get involved, but you were too bored at home so you decided to go and see how was she doing. It's not that you don't want to lend a hand. But... A KISSING BOOTH??? It's just not your style.
As you were walking, you came across an old well. You're not sure if it was you or it was the well that emitted an enchanted aura. You decided to stop and look at it for a while .It's not like you were in a hurry or anything.You stood straight, looking at the well that was the height of your hips.In
America X Reader: Vacation DayAmerica X Reader: Vacation dayAmerica X Reader: Vacation Day3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Comeoncomeoncomeon!!! you thought to yourself as you dragged your finger down the list of students who were going on the summer vacation. You, of course, had straight A's so you were pretty much qualified to go. However, you had been tutoring your best friend since 8th grade, Alfred Jones, since the beginning of the school year to ensure that he was going too.
Class B was your class so you had to check to see who else was going in your class. You Quickly scan through the list of names in Class B.
3.__(Last name)__, __(First name)__
You smile happily and move your finger to the next class
Class C was Alfred's class.
You drag your finger down the list once again, hoping to find Alfred's name on it.
4. Jones, Alfred F
You dance in your spot happily, earning you some weird "What the hell is she doing?" looks from a group
Society Says You Can'tA girl can’t wear black and be happySociety Says You Can't2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A girl can’t wear bright colors and be sad
A girl who doesn’t follow trends must be a loser
And a girl with no “boyfriend” must be damned
A boy who treats women right is weak
A boy who beats and bruises them is a real man
A boy who shows emotion is forceless
And only the assholes are left in the end
A boy can’t talk to a girl
Without them being lovers
A girl can’t invite a boy over
Without it being a date
It’s “impossible” for them
To just be friends
A boy can’t love a boy without being sent straight to hell
And a girl can’t love a girl because that’s a sin as well
If you’re not straight
You must be gay
There’s nothing in between in their eyes
But in their eyes you’re all damned anyway
In a perfect world
You could love who you want
And act like yourself
But that perfect world
Is much too far away
ReaderXChina Three Cups of TeaReaderXChina Three Cups of Tea3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
ReaderXChina Cups of Tea
“Come in, aru.” A thick Chinese accent called from the other side of a wooden door.
China, an old wise country had invited you for tea, hoping to become allies with your country. A few days ago he had invited you for tea, in hopes of strengthening the bonds and relationships between the two countries. You, currently, had never really had anything against the country China, you had really no opinion of him. All you really knew was that he was the eldest of the G8 members, and was wiser than most of them. He has a unique culture that had influenced many countries in Asia. That was pretty much it, besides the fact that he had the power to look younger than some of the countries that were younger than himself.
You took a deep breath, and walked into the room where you saw the old country sitting in a wooden chair by the side of a table made of the same type of wood. Across from the table was another wooden
Just Shut UpJust Shut Up3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just shut up.
No one cares at all.
Just shut up.
Before you hit the wall.
Just shut up.
Shut your fucking face.
Just shut up.
Your words are not trimmed with lavender and lace.
Just shut up.
Go to Hell.
Just shut up.
I'll break your goddamned spell.
Just shut up.
I wish you would die.
Just shut up.
Then life would be easy as pie.
I hate what you do to me, how you bring me down.
I wish I could smash my head against a wall.
Everyday I see you, I cannot help but frown.
Just shut up, before I break and kill you all.
Russia X Reader ~ A Not as Lonely ChristmasRussia X Reader ~ A Not as Lonely ChristmasRussia X Reader ~ A Not as Lonely Christmas3 years ago in Drama More Like This
You sighed. It was Christmas and you had nobody to share it with. Last year you had with your sister,but she left and moved to New York leaving you in Russia all alone. You walked onward toward the park. It was lightly snowing, snow was common in Russia in winter. You smiled and brushed off some snow from a park bench. You sat down and smiled even though you felt lonesome.
You looked around and saw a pretty little cardinal poking at some berries. You watched happily and didn't notice someone approching. You turned around when a hand touched your shoulder. It was a man with silvery blond hair,purple eyes and he wore a thick winter coat and a silk scarf.
"May I sit here?",he asked. "S-sure...",you said. "Thanks, you look nice da...",he said sitting down. "T-thanks....I am ______ _______",you said blushing. "I am Ivan.",he said. "Nice to meet you.",you said looking away. "So, why are you here alone? Dont you have anyone to spend this lovely Chri
Canada x Reader- If Only...A single tear fell down Matthew's cheek as he stood before the grave. He looked to the sky where dark clouds crowded around and saw a single snowflake float down. Even though it was mid April, this wasn't unusual for Lethbridge, Alberta. A harsh wind blew past him and disturbed his blonde hair, along with the grass that was desperately trying to grow. He closed his eyes with his head still raised to the clouds.Canada x Reader- If Only...3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"(Name)," he whispered and another gust pushed against him, trying to unbalance the man but he stood firmly, "I'm truly sorry that I couldn't help you If only you had told me about these things."
Something cold hit his eyelid and his blue colored orbs opened to look at the snow falling around him.
'If only '
A thirteen year old Matthew stepped into the 8th grade class room silently. As usual, no one noticed him at all as he sat in a desk at the back of the room. He just listened to the male teacher at the front. At first. But he soon zoned out an