LoveLove10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The only thing I want is to be in love with you
to spend a lifetime just watching your mouth
speaking the words that captivate me
I only want to forget the world
forget everything I've ever known
The only thing I want is to be in love with you
to watch each day pass by like seconds
on a clock that never runs
I want to find myself in you
to become what I have longed for
you are my inspiration
though it seems
I don't deserve it
I only want to feel your touch
the touch of an angel that guides me home when I am lost
and gives me love when I feel that I am hated
You are my guardian angel
You are my angel for life
perfect in every way
don't ever change
I love you...
I will always love you
RegretsI wish I could still call you BFFRegrets10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And call you on the phone
I wish I could be the first one to be there
When you feel alone
I wish I was still your shoulder
When you need to cry
I wish you still needed me
Like I need you
I wish I could tell you when I'm sad
And didn't need to lie
I wish I could tell you
How much I miss you
Even though you're right there
I wish I could remember
The last time you really cared
I wish I was a better friend
When we were really close
I wish I wasn't so selfish
When you needed me the most
But what I really wish
Is that you could still call me your friend
That when you're with me
You won't have to pretend
Doctor/Reader Trust Part 3"General Mcavoy!" The young guard stopped in from of an old man, with a salt and pepper beard.Doctor/Reader Trust Part 310 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Grant." Mcavoy nodded on his direction, then looked curiously towards you two. "Who's this then?"
The older one cleared his throat, "We don't know sir, they came out of a police box, they had no idea about the virus, or the bomb. They said some strange things about the virus, but this man, he says he's seen it before, and that he could help."
Mcavoy looked bewildered, "Please then, tell me how you can help."
The doctor looked over at you and shrugged. "Well...I know where the virus is from, and it's not from here. There is a way we can help the people infected. I'm the Doctor by the way, and this is my friend, (f/n)." He said, gesturing over to you. You rolled your eyes. He needed to stay on topic. You waved at them anyways. You brought your hand down to your wrist where you fiddled with the high-tech watch in your wrist.
"Wait? Doctor? Winston Churchill has talked about yo
Haiku - Complicated loveChemistry or spellHaiku - Complicated love2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Love isn´t simple as they say
But who truly cares?
Haiku - Snow in AugustI always dream about snowHaiku - Snow in August1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Easing August´s heat
Glittering in burning air
What's the point?In the illusion of joy is a shadowWhat's the point?10 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
In the shadow is me
My life force will flicker and die
And no one will miss me.
WIPWe started off as strangers 1000 miles apartWIP9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never would've thought that you would become as important to me as you are now
At first it was just a mild interest
But as our friendship slowly evolved
I couldn't get myself to leave you alone
I remember all those late night talks
Talking about absolutely nothing until dawn
I remember people always teasing us
We are like an old married couple they say
Secretly it made me happy
But I was too afraid to tell you
I was afraid of what you might mean to me
So the day you confessed was the day I decided to run
The walls I had worked so hard to build
Was torn down by you so easily
What can I say?
That absolutely terrified me
But the one thing I did not expect you to do
Was run after me
You didn't even hesitate
Or look backward
Maybe that’s why I envy you so much
Your passion and your love
Overwhelms all my senses
And I get lost when I’m around you
It took awhile
A lot of tears and laughter
But we finally made it
Together at last
I've No Talent For HappinessI've no talent for happinessI've No Talent For Happiness10 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My smiles are frail at best
And though I try to remember
A time when I felt truly blessed
And no matter how I try
There are always times
When I can't help but cry,
Though even as they fall
I try to cradle the tears
To see if I can find
Happiness beneath the fears
In these delicate crystals
Of hopeless memories...
But I've no talent for happiness
My heart never wholly mends
And though I dove so far
Dove until I reached the end
Of that vat of tears and miseries
I found only
More tears left to cry...
I've no talent for happiness
My soul cries endless seas
In which I try to drown
Myself and my memories,
But I think I once had it
The bliss you call happiness
And every now and then
I feel it
Rise to greet you
And attempt to shine
From beneath my tears
So that you may know the truth
Of how you make me feel.
So I've no talent for happiness
My memories sometimes choke me
My hearts never wholly mends
Haiku - IgnoranceEyes are always saidHaiku - Ignorance1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
To be windows to the soul
Did you try looking?
When I Shall DieWhen I shall dieWhen I Shall Die11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I ask not for a coffin
To display my mortal body
To the Earth beneath.
I ask not for a funeral
A celebration of my life and memory
Though both would be soon forgotten
I ask not for roses nor lilies
To slowly rot away in coherence with me.
When I shall die
I merely ask for a stone
With my name etched onto its soul
And of this stone I beg,
To remember me
Remember I was here , that I existed,
For all eternity.
Of wishes and requiemsAll I ever received from you was a single requiem,Of wishes and requiems11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
something that couldn't be heard until death,
and something that couldn't be heard in death.
So, in essence, I received nothing.
Well, I suppose that's to be expected -
equivalent exchange, and all that whatnot,
that you alchemists believe in.
And to say the truth, I gave you nothing.
There's nothing to be debated about that, after all.
I tried to give you immaterial things,
like warmth, and friendship, and a home.
But to you, they were the same as nothing.
I never understood what you actually wanted.
You didn't understand what I wanted, either.
I didn't want a song for my death.
I only wanted for you to know I was never alive.
[so you would never cry again]
Pervert TGPervert TG2 years ago in Settings More Like This
I remember the day it all began clearly. It was a monday afternoon on the first day of a new school term. I had a free period so I did what I always did; sat in the corner of the common room with my two friends, eyeing up all of the hot girls that would walk by. All of us knew it was wrong, but we also said it was kind of a compliment to them because it showed we thought they were pretty.
However, on this day my friends weren't there, both still on family holidays from the preceding week off school. I was gonna have to go it alone, for today at least.
I tried to be subtle seeing as I wasn't surrounded by my friends. So I peeked over one of my magazines hoping that they wouldn't notice me staring at them and their beautiful breasts. I remained unnoticed as many girls passed by, it was all going well.
Then someone walked in that i'll never forget. She must have been new here because I'd never seen her before. She was incredible. Swaying, long, brown hair; perfect sized ass; slim, hourgla
How to Invent a Good UsernameTime for a quickie tutorial!How to Invent a Good Username4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Your username (also known as nick) gives one of first impressions of you when introducing yourself online. At the best, your username tells people you're an original person with good taste, and at the worst, it blends you to the mass of people lacking imagination.
GENERAL ISSUES TO THINK ABOUT
Here is a list about issues that are healthy to think about in general. After this section, I'll give you "not to do" and "to do" lists about creating usernames. So...
The most important thing is that YOU like your name. If you don't feel cozy with your username, it will irritate you sooner or later. However, especially if you are still young or new with Internet, be prepared for that your naming taste may change later and you may dislike that name you picked first! (That's something I have seen in the comments of this tutorial.)
For example, my first online username was, if I remember correctly, my given name + my birth year (like, Lisa90,
Dreams don't come true,It's magic, I tell you,Dreams don't come true,10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
how a colossus a day
cannot stop what has begun,
cannot keep secret
that glimmer on a Sunday afternoon.
It's magic, I tell you,
how a journey through liquid aether
out for hunting my broken wings, my guilty crown,
can show me love, not a dream,
because I can bear all love can be.
It's magic, I tell you,
how nothing really lasts forever
to the one with the stones and reflections
[and a house with a view of quiet calamity, golden-hour lakeside, and a beautiful death]
and - in the haze - some crystal showers.
It's magic, I tell you,
how becoming invisible on top of the world
and upwards drift at the end of time
[in the city of nightmares]
is beautifully flawed.
Yes, it's magic, I tell you,
the end of a long journey, [a journey to unknown places],
two sides of a battle,
all that you can love [like star catchers and misty water-colored memories],
because nothing really lasts forever.
It's magic, I tell you.
AustriaXReaderXSwitzerland Angel of Music 1AustriaXReaderXSwitzerland Angel of Music 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
Angel of Music 1
This story is based on the Warner Bros. Picture "The Phantom of the Opera", a Joel Schumacher Film. Andrew Llyod Webber's Phantom of the Opera. So all credit that is due goes to them.
The outside of the Opera House in Paris was always busy; carriages go to and fro from different places. People walking about, taking care of their business, people spoke loudly mostly of the different Operas that were preformed recently. Everyone couldn't wait for the next one; the singers in the Opera House were all talented and beautiful. There was even a rumor going about that there was a Phantom in the Opera House who was quite demanding about what Operas should be preformed, who would star in what role, and that Box five should always remain empty. No one truly believed the ghastly rumor but it still brought about conversation.
One carriage in particular
Party of oneIn the deepest darkest cornerParty of one10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I dance to the beat of my own drum
and pray I've never seen
I commit to you my bodyI commit to you my bodyI commit to you my body2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Heart and hand
Blood and belly
There would be no other greater pleasure
Than to watch it swell with child
And to bring into this world
Our son or daughter
To take to her tiny mouth
Breast heavy with the milk of life
And count his little fingers
And number his pretty toes
I bring to you my body
Your vessel for our love
Fill it with what you will
For of mothers and lovers
There is not one without the other.
Selfish Suicide"People who kill themselves are selfish."Selfish Suicide1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Well, darling, let me tell you a story,
A story all too true.
A daughter who became a wife, a wife who became a mother.
A mother of three girls...
One just above the age of a toddler,
One at the age of twelve,
And one entering the life of a married adult.
Now, the youngest girl was watching television,
And the oldest at the neighbor's home.
The twelve year old daughter sat at a computer with her closest friend,
When something terrifying happened.
Her mother was in the kitchen, coughing.
The daughter, although unable to see her mother, only could imagine the situation.
The mother walked calmly past the daughter with tears rushing down her face,
And up the stairs she went,
Into her bedroom...
Locking the door behind her.
The daughter, hearing the door lock, didn't bother to check on her mother.
She decided to expect and hope for the best.
Five, maybe ten minutes passed, the daughter still sitting at the computer,
When the mother stumbled down the
A lesson in realism:you areA lesson in realism:10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is no such
thing as stardust
floating in your veins or
gloomy poetry stitched
right into your heart.
Your blood is made of
iron - unbreakable,
unbending and unmatched
by any other stronghold,
for you are a fortress
that they will never invade.
wipe those tears away
and know that
you are the only one
who can reinforce these walls.
MarcoMarco3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Sopravvissuta a 'n amore, er più dolce,
sentivo la voglia de sta' un po' da sola.
Tornavo alla vita con il contagocce,
ma appena t'ho visto... nodo alla gola.
Mani possenti, dentro 'e saccocce.
Te sei avvicinato e senza parola,
sguardo che scioglie anche le rocce,
m'hai fatto 'n sorriso... a me, tutta viola!
"Me chiamo Marco" hai detto impacciato.
M'avessero dato un cielo de carta...
le stelle, i tuoi occhi, avrei disegnato.
Me so' sciolta tutta: "Ciao... sono Marta".
De colpo me sento 'no Stato assediato.
Sei tu il mio guerriero, vieni da Sparta.
L'Amore ricama le strade del fato
co' cura e premura, come 'na sarta.
M'hai letto negli occhi... poi m'hai baciato.
M'hai stretto sur collo le tue grosse dita.
Quello che ero l'ho già cancellato...
Disegnami adesso, mia dolce matita.
Parlando me dici che fai pugilato.
Ma tu m'hai già stesa, presa e rapita!
Marco... stupendo l'averti incontrato,
l'amarti un momento o tutta la vita.