InsomniaBurn it allInsomnia1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Heads will fall
And I will call
And evil dreams
Feel the rage
Feel the pain
That kills you
So have some fun
Let blood run
'Cause death will come
To the Feminist from the Battered ManIt would be so easy to wear my emotions on my sleeves, to wear my pain on my skin and display my feeling publicly for all to see like a newly painted canvass in public museum.To the Feminist from the Battered Man1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When I would think of their hands roaming my body, their words of hate and cruelty piercing my soul and their fist cracking my bones, I’d love it if I could just break down, tremble with tears and erupted into sobs.
Exactly like a …like a girl.
Don’t get me wrong ladies; you’re not all like this. I’ve seen you too when you’re corned, when you want only what you deserve…Justice. So you blame me for what another man did to you , besides, what one man does amplifies what we all do, does it not?
According to your standards it does.
So if I cry and scream, will you think differently of me? Will you think for just a second, that I’m human too? Will you finally believe me when I say that I’m not the man that hit you, not the man that raped your or beat you, not the
My FirstYour loving smile,My First10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
On luscious lips,
In shades of blue.
My only mistake,
When I stole your breath,
Was falling in love with you...
Why do I write?Writing is my unseen sightWhy do I write?7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Writing is my visionary key
Writing lifts me into light
Writing sets me free
Into it, I pour
My body, spirit, heart,
Mind, conscience, soul
It is my purest art
Writing is my gift
Writing is my life
Writing is swift
Writing ends my strife
Heals my mournful mind
Soothes my painful sighs
Prevents me from being blind,
And helps me to be wise
Writing is my solace, my noisy solitude,
It is my inanimate love, my infinite advisor,
Writing is my dream in reach, my comfort in future,
It is my venting technique, my haven, my home.
Naga, Wraith, Vampire in a BarNaga, Wraith, Vampire in a Bar7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
A Naga, A Wraith, and a Vampire Walk into a Bar
"Okay, okay, this is a good one - hey, are you listening? Hey, listen!"
"If we listen," the normally silent Vampire Lord murmured, shuffling the five cards in his hand with surprising dexterity, "Will you shut up?"
"Hey," Tyrel frowned, his bottom lip almost pouting, "That's not very nice." He paused, considering, "And its not like I'm even really that noisy or anything."
"Aren't you supposed to be part snake?" Zephier's voice echoed in their minds, dry and raspy, skin blue-grey and highly translucent. He was arranging his hand as well, though with the use of his mind as his body was not solid enough to physically move things; the cards floated before his body, his hands relaxed on the table, "You are noisy. I would think a Naga to be a silent, deadly predator, not some babbling loud mouth."
"That's not very nice either."
"Nor would I expect one of your nature to care about niceties anyway," Quain respon
muteit’s two in the morning somewheremute1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
where it’s quiet except for breathing
that’s loud enough to hear from here.
convince yourself you’re alive;
you’re the only one that can.
here is a game we played as children:
we pretended language was something only
to be seen on paper,
we make-believed the worst injury
we could get was those made by
trees and rocks while our bones weakened
under the attacks we tried to endure
of words like, “fat” (before
we even knew how much we weighed)
or “stupid” (before
we even realized that it
doesn’t matter what 9 times 8 is
as long as no one figures out you don’t know.)
sticks and stones may break our bones
don’t tell me words don’t do any damage.
don’t tell me you don’t think of yourself as a weapon
every time you open your mouth,
don’t tell me what exactly you think of me,
don’t tell me anything, i think you’ve said enough.
let’s just be silent,
New DayWake up to a new day.New Day2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My depression has faded away.
My life seems brand new.
Don't know what first to do.
I can't believe how I feel.
I didn't know how quick I'd heal.
Take a look around me.
Decide how everything should be.
You have the power to do,
Anything that you want to.
Great Moments of Robin HoodGreat Moments of Robin Hood7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
GREAT MOMENTS OF ROBIN HOOD
The world is wrong. Were feeding people who do not love us, and saving a man who wants us dead. Ive changed my mind: I no longer love you. Now, can I eat?
I wonder: if I tell you where I am, can I claim the twenty pounds?
Whats the matter? Sheriff got your tongue?
Have you seen what happens to families when theres only one bread-winner? Cause I have!
That arrow hurt, Lavender-boy!
Shes your wife? What did she see in you?
I am Robin Hood. Dont disappoint me.
Well I have a better idea.
Well its as good as saving the sheriffs life, Im with cheese-boy.
-Roy White, Robin, Alan
So SilentIt was so silent on the hill,So Silent1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
She could hear her steps,
A look at the watch;
Time's not passing,
Not going away,
Like a friend who waits, insists;
That she must do something at last.
Fake How are you?Fake1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am fine, thank you.
How was your weekend?
It was great, tons of fun!
Besides the nights I spent crying….
Are you sure you’re okay?
GermanyXReader GuiltyGermanyXReader Guilty2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The judge tilted his head "Miss(Name) I have had an opportunity to review the pre-sentence report, I have listened to the sentencing arguments from the state's attorney,as well as the statements from the family of the victim and you have twice been given an opportunity to address this Court. Having been found guilty by the jury, it is now up to me to sentence you. You have no evidence to prove your innocence therefore I accept the recommendation of the Probation Department and sentence you to life in prison. "
The guard had blonde hair and blue eyes though (Name) couldn't see that. Not that she cared what colour hair he had. She could hardly breathe let alone walk without nearly falling at the moment. Guilty? Guilty? No, that wasn't right. She was innocent! she hadn't done anything- she hadn't. Oh God. The guard next to her opened the cell door bef
StorytellerStorytellerStoryteller1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
tell me a story.
A fable of wisdom
or a tale of glory.
Sing me a song
of dreams and
Stories of kingdoms rising
and worlds going under.
Draw me a picture
with colours so bright
and spin me a fairytale
to dream of tonight.
Bleach - Kidou and AbilitiesKido TypesBleach - Kidou and Abilities7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bakudō (Way of Binding)
-Supplementary spells which can immobilize an enemy or have an effect besides a direct strike. They may seem subtle, but these spells can give their users a tactical advantage when used properly. These are a broad category of defensive spells which block/repel attacks or freezes enemies in place. This class of spells include Kidō Barriers & Seals.
-Focused spiritual energy formed into a solid form of energy. This energy can take on many shapes or colors as determined by the user. Barriers are protective in nature, and can be as simple as a barrier only protecting one direction or encompassing all sides of an area. Barriers can be used for containment, and some barriers can be used offensively. Barriers can mask spiritual pressure and can make one spiritually and physically invisible. The strength of a barrier is dependent upon the power of the user. Weak barriers are easily breakable, while strong ones can
suicideHave you ever wanted to die?suicide4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That you stood in the bathroom
A knife or a razor blade in hand
Maybe a boodle of pills
And a glass of water
And you stared at the mirror
Just wishing you'd die
But then you started to think
About your mom and your dad
Your sisters and brothers
Your nephews and nieces
All of your friends
And you put down the knife or the razor blade
You put away the pills
And you walked away
Acting like nothing ever happened
But the thoughts of your family and friends
Never stay for long
Day's week's maybe months later
Your back to thinking about suicide and death
WanderlustWanderlust6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want us to ride a tiger,
fur sleek with sandalwood,
out through the bamboo forests
under paper lanterns
and firecrackers that snap the night.
We will ride him bareback
through market stalls of blue tile,
on magic carpets of indigo
and let hennaed fingers
run through our hair
and taste saffron on the summer breeze
that blooms like red orchids.
We will hunt for jade eggs and silver combs
along the silk road
and let our feet find their way to Kathmandu
where we can hear the shimmer of brass bells
and feel the shiver of glass beads
sparkling the dark and our skin,
exploding the night in warm honey.
I want us to steer a sloop
sails unfurled like music
into the green flash of Islamorada
and search for flying fish
among the coral fans and spiny urchins.
We will sleep upon warm sand
through the deep velvet of night
under Casuarina trees
and let steel drum music
lull us to sleep
and taste the rich fire of cane rum
that comes in tin cups.
We will get our cards read and fortunes told
under a pa