Case of the Hiroshima HotelCase of the Hiroshima Hotel10 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
I knocked on the fifth floor hotel door and it flew open almost instantly, sending me a step back into the hallway to avoid running into the shoulder of the young man sticking his head out, and his two companions pushing out the door behind him. All three started talking at once. I hadn't initially believed them when they had called me on the phone, but the emotions and excitement spilling from their mouths were genuine. Maybe they weren't pulling the my leg. The three males sputtering and tripping over each other's words were appropriately nicknamed Waldo (since we had two Andrews on the trip, and Andrew Wald was used to the nickname Waldo), Mikio (which means "tree trunk man" in Japanese, which was how Mikio was built), and Jesus (who looked like the common image of Jesus -- long brown hair, beard, and skinny beyond belief). Jesus had opened the door and was giving the most animated story. I held up my hands to stop them from all speaking over the others, and asked what h
The GirlStars.The Girl5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Every night, she focused on the stars above her head as the monster invaded her room. It's wet tongue and hot breath sickened her almost as much as its touch. She knew what the monster wanted. It was time to let the Stars take her away again, and forget this pain.
Every day in school seemed the same to her. She tried to focus, but the nightly monster attacks just made it so hard to study. In fact, they made her fearful to do anything, really. She just sat in the back of the classroom drawing stars all over her books and papers while the teacher droned on and on.
She had almost resigned herself to the fact she was never going to escape the cycle when she met a purple pony named Twilight Sparkle one Friday after school. This pony was just like her in ever so many ways. She hid from the world, she didn't have friends, and she even liked the stars. The girl and Twilight soon became fast friends, and the girl soon was joining in on everything her new friend Twilight Sparkle experienc
a heart once brokenthe floor,a heart once broken8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i said look at the floor!
do you see?
do you see the black shards?
do you know what that is?
do you have any idea?!
look at my face.
look at my face!
do you see the red tears?
can you see them?!
you know why they are there?
look at my wrist.
i said look at it damn it!
do you see the scars?
well, do you?
do you know what that is from?
look at me,
look at the floor,
look at my face.
a broken heart,
once and nevermore.
Broken WingsI look up at the sky;Broken Wings9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there are clouds of gray
and no sunshine.
Why do people say
it's a beautiful day when
there's nothing beautiful
I see birds and angels
soaring in the air.
I flap my wings so hard
that the feathers fall out.
I know i shouldn't do that,
but what's the point of
stopping when I'm used to it.
After all, an angel's wings
are full of purity when
But my wings aren't white
They've been tainted by the
They give off a stench which
makes other angels and souls
stay a distance from me.
I know why they are stained
and tainted with the color red.
I've got wings of blood.
Not only are the wings with
but they are also broken.
Yes I know,
I fly with broken wings.
When I fly with my broken wings,
they feel as if they'll burn off.
But nobody would or wants to repair
them or help me.
I wonder if anyone knows how to.
I'll wait for the one who can repair
a pair of broken wings,
so I can fly again without pain.
A Toast to a Broken HeartHere's to your life that I destroyedA Toast to a Broken Heart10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Here's to your heart with which I toyed
Here's to your dreams I did not share
Here's to the fact I gave a care
Here's to the love I could not give
Here's to the lie I could not live
Here's to the tears that fill your eyes
Here's to my pain that never dies
Here's to nights I could not sleep
Here's to promises I could not keep
Here's to futile hopes you've had
Here's to the life you'll never have.
Communist QuotesThe Anthology of Communist QuotesCommunist Quotes6 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
"Capitalist production, therefore, develops technology, and the combining together of various processes into a social whole, only by sapping the original sources of all wealth - the soil and the laborer." -Karl Marx
" Capital is dead labor, which, vampire-like, lives only by sucking living labor, and lives the more, the more labor it sucks." -Karl Marx
"You show me a capitalist, and I'll show you a bloodsucker." -Malcolm X
"Democracy is the road to socialism." -Karl Marx
"Greek philosophy seems to have met with something with which a good tragedy is not supposed to meet, namely, a dull ending." -Karl Marx
"A revolution is impossible without a revolutionary situation; furthermore, not every revolutionary situation leads to revolution." -Vladimir Lenin
"Capitalists are no more capable of self-sacrifice than a man is capable of lifting himself up by his own bootstraps." -Vladimir Lenin
"Crime is a product of social excess." -Vladimir
The Greatest GiftJack was sitting at his desk, his computer turned on as he was browsing through Deviantart. It had been almost 3 weeks since his birthday, and he had heard nothing from his friends. He had gotten a bit despondent from it, and even seemed to go quiet on the site. Even one of his best friends had gone absent without saying anything. He sighed as he stepped away from the computer.The Greatest Gift7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
I dont know why I bother at times He said to himself. My work never seems to get noticed by anyone. Even though theyve tried to help me, I seem to be stuck in the shadows.... He sat down on his bed and sighed I bet that if I left the site, no one would notice that I was gone...
He thought that sitting around moping all day would not make him feel better, so he decided to leave the house for a while and get some fresh air. He slipped on a jacket and shoes and headed downstairs. Just as he was about to set out, he heard a knock at the door.
Hmm? He though
BrokenBroken11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She is the one that formed my heart;
She is the one that made me feel so...
...But she ripped my heart into shards;
Having chaos in my mind, of everlasting pain...
...I shouldn't let her build up inside of me...
Broken HeartBroken HeartBroken Heart8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Did your heart falter
when you saw my face?
When I glanced into the mirror
I saw my face,
dark semi-circles pressed below the eyes,
vibrant against the faded color of skin,
a grim pink line tucked in between cheeks,
cheeks traced by tears too often
eyes that sparkle like dull unpolished silver
forgotten and left,
begging for love
set in between love-starved eyes,
is a slope that slowly travels downward,
letting oxygen in
even when feeling
to the point where each breath
trembling in the chest
and then fading softly
you can barely hear
you look at my face
and all I can say is nothing
letting the silence consume us
letting you observe my face,
letting you see how pain has
carved itself into the marble of my face,
the pain you so casually gave me
without a glance back or hesitant moment
Did your heart falter
when you saw
what youve done to me?
What have you done to me?
Broken SmileJust like yesterdayBroken Smile7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel the same
Sorrow and pain
My dreams are dead.
Everything falls apart
My heart is in pain
One look into mirror
Shatters all of my dreams.
I don't know what to do
The demon inside me is alive
I'm so confused.
This empty feeling
That no one cares
I'm all alone.
No one feels what I feel
No one knows who I am
No one can see my tears.
So look for this girl
Which you see every night
The girl with a broken smile.
Alone in the darkness
She's waiting for help
To find her own way.
Don't ask why
She's so fragile
Her heart is trembling
Just let her cry.
The Lucario Plushie AUTHORS NOTE: Please be sure to favourite both versions of this story! Link is in the description!The Lucario Plushie6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
It was a busy day at the local novelty shop in town. They had just received in a shipment of new Pokémon plush toys, and this had gotten every Pokémon fan in the town buzzing. The shop was full to bursting as people browsed around.
Among them was Peter, a young male who was just barely a month away from being 23. One of his friend worked at that shop, and he told him that he had something special to give him for his birthday.
It was probably something related to the new plushies that arrived, and being a Pokemon fan, Peter was definitely looking forward to whatever his friend had in mind for him.
He was browsing through many of the ones that they had in stock. Already he had picked out a couple of his favourite ones, including Latios and Latias.
"All of these just look so cute..." He said as he browsed
While he was browsing, another young man, around the same age, appro
2. Cradle-robbersA gentle nudging impinged on my consciousness, followed by a warm, wet touch on my flank. "Up, my lovelies. The sun is awake and we must be also. You have slept since the sun went down an hour after you hatched, and now I need to find food for you."2. Cradle-robbers9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Food. Mama had told us about that before we slept; that living things took in plants or things that used to live in order to be healthy and strong, and to grow as we would need to. She also had told us about hunger, the belly pain that meant we needed food, and I guessed I was now experiencing it for the first time, for I felt very empty inside. It would be some time before I could eat; Mama said that finding things took time, but my hunger was not too bad. I could wait.
"You need to find it?" one of my siblings asked plaintively. "Does that mean you have to leave us?"
Mama made a low sound. "Yes, but not for long. You must gather together where I lead you and stay still. That way nothing will find you – there are beasts who would kill you
Guardian AngelGuardian Angel11 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The ink splotched as she wrote on a fresh sheet in her notebook. Perhaps she was pressing a bit too hard. Lyrial ripped out the page and stuffed it in her pocket. She stared at the new page and began to start the same letter again. But what was there to say? There was nothing in particular she wanted to write. And would anyone care enough to read it? She doubted it.
Lyrial heard the soft clacking on the hardwood floor as footsteps approached her in the corner of the library. She quickly stuffed her letter under her textbook.
"The library is closing in 10 minutes, Ms. Anderson. I suggest you leave," the librarian hissed through gritted teeth.
Lyrial watched her retreating back. She was not surprised by her attitude. After all, she was a grumpy old woman who ceased to see much of the world outside this building. Although it might have also had to do with the fact that Lyrial constantly stuck her gum underneath the table, but she chose to ignore that.
She stuck a fresh piece of gum in her
My Theme: Writin' DirtyThey see me rollin'.My Theme: Writin' Dirty9 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
They scrollin' 'n' tryin' to catch me writin' dirty!
(Tryin' to catch me writin' dirty!
Tryin' to hit me hard 'n' wordy!
Tryin' to say I'm writin' dirty!
Just because I'm hard 'n' wordy!)
My words are so loud,
They hopin' that they can slam me hard 'n' wordy!
(Tryin' to catch me writin' dirty!
Tryin' to hit me hard 'n' wordy!)
Tryin' to catch me writin' dirty.
(Wanna think I'm writin' dirty?)
Gettin' up to the sun that's blindin' me,
Sittin' my ass down at my PC,
Gotta turn it on and go check art-D,
Gonna check my page and look in my MC,
Clickin' all the messages its linkin',
Must clean the 'Watch while I'm still blinkin'
Maybe write a poem 'bout what I'm thinkin',
Or add a rant up to my stinkin'
DA journal 'cuz I'll just rant out
About a thing I may not be likin'.
When I'm done I'd just rather be bikin'.
I can't go 'cuz I know they be strikin'.
Someone jumpin' onto me like Super Mario
'Cuz I'm passin' out gas like fat Wario,
But they d
Animal Magnetism PT 1A loud screech was heard throughout Goldenrod City as the reclusive breeder made her entrance. Street folk stared as a large male Aerodactyl landed on the brick pavement. His spaded tail swished into buildings while resting. Despite his usually pleasant nature, Eros was far from adept at flying long distances; his scrappy side was starting to show by the time they reached Johto. Kuro would have used a Charizard, but late June - July was mating season.Animal Magnetism PT 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Erk...I'll pay for the damage, I swear!" Kuro called out to the owners of whatever houses Eros, one of her favorite Aerodactyl, accidentally hit with his swinging tail. Onlookers could only gawk at the prehistoric Pokémon briefly; after his breeder whipped out a Raticate corpse from her bag as a reward, he got recalled into his Poké Ball.
Yes, she had to give large Pokémon with high metabolisms full carcasses instead of her usual carnivore formula. Thank Arceus for Raticate's short lifespan and the breeders who were genero
SO CRY BAD DAYSO CRY BAD DAY7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It was a day, unlike any other. It was about 11:00 PM and he had gotten home from work, after serving an extra shift at the club. He was on his way home, when it started pouring down rain. Immediately everyone on the city streets began to run for cover or they either put up their umbrellas. The man, however, just continued to walk into the rain, with a smile on his face the whole walk home. He couldnt wait to get home, to tell his beautiful girlfriend about how his band performed a sold out show tonight, at the club. To his surprise, when he arrived at his apartment complex, he suddenly became worried that the lights were off, and no light was showing out the windows. Maybe, he thought, since it is raining so hard, the power went out. He didnt carry on with the thought, because he decided he would just ask his girlfriend about it. He walked slowly up the stairs leading to his complex number, searching through his pocket for the keys to get in. As he
broken heartHearts are breakingbroken heart10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Truth is deadly
My heart is dead
Pain is alive
Knives bring pain
The blade is cutting
Blood is flowing
Tears are burning
Screams can't echo
Silence is choking
Death can't pretend
Sleep is ellusive
Blood brings feeling
Then feeling is numb
Love is fractured
The sun always rises
But even the sun must die
The Broken HeartYou think that I broke your heartThe Broken Heart8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By ending what we had
But in truth I was
Just saving my heart from the damage you
You tore my heart first
Into pieces you tore it
I had to save it before
It was no more
For I loved you
As much of a tomboy
As I may be
I still long to be treated like a girl
Calls and dates would have been
But you were just too busy for any of that
And so I had to end it
So that my heart may learn
88. PainBlood dripping, splashing against concrete hearts88. Pain9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One step out of line, we're sick of breaking necks
Full of empty threats
It feels oh so deliciously nasty and gruesome
She wants to end it all with her nine tailed whip
Our tears mean nothing to you, we plead for...
Licking my lips and tasting you twice
Scars that show of a bitter kiss so precise
Pulling away from the pain that allows you to shudder
Tight lipped grins; Scraped elbows and shins
Where did she hit you?
Straining to sink your teeth into freedom
Chanting chanting your name aloud
Sport your wounds defiant and proud
I seek that special word I've never heard before
Mercy, mercy me.
Fake leather and high heels with that mask
The one that never hid the true feelings of a monster
With cracked lips and two more broken hips
Living life high and mighty, she walks on broken glass
Cracking of a whip, did you get what you deserve?
One WingI'm your typicalOne Wing9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
One winged angel
Who lost the other,
On an angle,
Across the pond
From another dog,
Neither of us able
We filed our teeth
On each others bones,
And when the bell rang,
Did as we were told.
Never asked questions
And never did still,
With a torn paper limb
And eyes colored in.
'Fight for another
Fight cause you're told –
Wings don't work
Unless they're old
and broken. '
We were raised
How we are.
decides to break.
just a mat.
When they're tired of it all
That's when they snap,
That's when they fall,
Just like the bastards
Bleeding on the wall.
EGD 4 Ch. 6Chapter 6EGD 4 Ch. 67 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Space, Time, Convex
Flying around, Corron was looking for Cenrons statute. Were is it? I want to see my good friend again. she said to her self.
On the other side, Desond and Curshe are looking twice as hard to find Cenrons Brother, Kroxs. Man Desond, Curshe said to Desond, we cant find him anywhere.
Your right. If his brother, Kulikiana, were here, hell help us.
Ya, with his time freeze and time wrap powers. Curshe trying to Entertain Desond and laugh.
That will help us. Desond land on the ground and look up. Now that we are in the Dark D., we have no way to talk to our buds in the dragon world. Curshe stop and land next to Desond.
Your right. Curs