Project Profile_003: UltimeciaProject Profile_003: Ultimecia7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Project Profile_003: Ultimecia
Images of Ultimecia:
"Ultimecia", "Sorceress Ultimecia", "Artemisia", "Artemicia", "Artemisa".
Sometime between Nov. 23 and Dec. 21, some 11 generations after the game's end.
Ultimecia's bangs are center-parted, raise slightly (about two inches), and then flow down, extending to about halfway down her thighs. The remainder of her hair is elevated in an odd fashion. Two cups protruding in either direction on top of her head hold he
[I dare you to touch her and not get burnt]i. In winter, I see her seethe under her breath:[I dare you to touch her and not get burnt]4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
flames of condensation flicker as broken words
are exhaled from parted lips,
smouldering slightly with roaring passion
scaremelt the frost away.
ii. She won't meet my eyes.
Her expression corrupt by anger,
features concealed by depression's hands;
the cracks between fingers let her light seep through -
onwards and upwards - her gaze goes astray
and I say, let me see you, as you are.
yet she'll still shy away
from her true self (living a lie),
loathing the way she's breathing,
loathing the way she's dying more
with each day that passes by,
[she speaks, sometimes, of fights
that she has been in: scraped
fingernails across her face and fists
forcing unconsciousness to flash in front of her eyes].
iii. Insomnia has its strange ways;
invading her dreams and pretending to be real -
when really she dreams of being conscious
when really - she isn't.
It's cruel to give false hope, she says,
Tell me howHow could still you plead,Tell me how11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The many times you wished I'd bleed?
How many wrongs I had done.
Don't make me think you have won.
At the end of a tunnel there is always light.
That's what's left, right?
Irony.The loneliness hasIrony.9 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
become so intense that I'd
rather be alone.
half-empty.she-devils lend me their smiles;half-empty.7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
all the other ones i have
are tearing at the seams
all that's left of me is
black ink & blacker blood
mixed with the bitter
smell of rubbing alcohol
but she still snakes her arms
around the nebulae collapsing
in my freckled lungs
we are young. we are the recklesswe are young.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
[the wild youth]
who set the world on fire
we live off off healthy doses
of cliche movies
& far-fetched dreams
and though we do not know
i f we
will still be loved tomorrow
we'll be damned
if that stops us
any less alive
fearless.fearless.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
she is many things
is not one of them
DeadDecaying in the dirtDead10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ending as maggot food
A sad and impossible to avoid
Destiny that awaits us all
Future MemoryI’m in love with moments I have yet to experience.Future Memory6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like memories in the future, my footsteps are in the sand in front of me.
They will be beautiful! How do I know, you ask?
Because I can see it, and I can feel it! If that’s not real then what is?
How do we know anything, anyway? What’s even real?
I'm eager to live these memories that await me.
Estoy enamorada de momentos que todavía tengo que experimentar.
Como recuerdos en el futuro, son mis huellas en la arena delante de mí.
Serán hermosos! ¿Cómo puedo saberlo, preguntas?
Porque puedo verlo y sentirlo! Si eso no es real, entonces ¿qué es?
¿Cómo sabemos lo que nos rodea? ¿Qué es real?
Estoy impaciente por vivir estos recuerdos que me esperan.
© Rocio Belinda Mendez
UntitledA bloody mess in the roomUntitled5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oops I'm sorry
I killed the groom
Sobs and cries everywhere
I smile happily
And loves the despair
Somber faces on the field
Smirk upon my victory
Broken hearts won't be healed
Stroke the frills of her dress
The white now turned crimson with my work
One more life made less...
The place where they were to be married
The caskets were laid
Soon to be buried...
waterfallI saw a shadowwaterfall9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
of a girl
standing under the waterfall
crowned by the moon
and velvet foam
for a fleeting moment
our eyes met
and one red
and drowning in each other's gaze
one scarlet eclipse
of the rising moon
I saw a shade
of a girl's pearly face
hiding under the waterfall
painted upon the
misty water haze
crowned by the moon
and crimson rays
our eyes met
for a dying moment
and the last thing I remember
is the taste
of water and blood
upon my lips
and the moon
in a fleeting moment of its eclipse
In betweenAll these things I do are far from perfectIn between1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
There are so many things still left to figure out
I press myself and say that I'll be waiting
But sometimes I keep hanging here in doubt
On the verge of destruction
At the edge of my comfort zone
And I know it's called growing up
Don't let me go through it alone
'cause somewhere out there, far beyond the distant sea
There are people like me, people living in between
All these feelings, all they wish to be
And all these deep fears, the distant void of nothing
And all they want is a little hope
I've been wondering, why do I keep feeling so alone?
Or am I shielding the most fragile part of me?
The heart I'm healing, you, everything in between
God, I'm still waiting
Now I know my journey's just begun
Has it no ending?
Please tell me there is a line
I'm still standing
I feel just as empty
I walk these streets with-
You, me, everything in between
Just FriendsI long to be around you.Just Friends6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I find myself making excuses to see you.
Dying on the inside,
Every second I can’t see your smile.
Love how you make me laugh.
The way we’ve suddenly become close.
Like maybe in another life,
We were something more.
But I believe we both have secrets,
Hidden in the dark.
I think we share a secret,
Lying in our hearts.
Lying to our hearts.
Are we just playing games?
I feel there’s something more here but,
Maybe I’m insane.
Reading too much into it.
Seeing more than what’s between the lines.
Still, I can’t deny my heart flutter
Every time I see you smile.
But I’ll tell myself we’re just friends.
(My constant struggle and blight.)
Our hearts belong to other people.
The Light Always Prevails.Hope never diesThe Light Always Prevails.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hope is always there
No matter what happens
We can't give it up.
We may be blinded by
the shadows of despair:
fogging our minds until we surrender to its deceit.
But remember that we can wade through the darkness;
pull through its pools
that try to consume us whole.
The darkness may look appealing
Its power mesmerizes us
But the light is always there for us
More powerful than any shadow you may find
and any trough you may fall in.
Look past all negativity and see
how beautiful you are. Love yourself
and watch others fall in love with you too.
Because really, wishes for happiness do come true,
no matter who you are.
blackout.You make me trip through our historyblackout.2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
like some distant unsolved mystery
in the back of my mind
trying to find the answers but I'm
falling through the broken staircase
and face my fear of stalling
crawling out of the night
towards the light:
the stars have stitched the cuts
so there is no escaping the dusk
the moon is gaping
its mouth shuts
when it sees you reach out your arms
[you wait for someone else to clear
the air that you breathe
to inhale the toxins for you]
Stepping Stones of AgonyI wish I could screamStepping Stones of Agony1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just as far as I dream
For then each sound wave
Would be fateful grave
Of all those fractal whims
Distort for my tested brims.
Double-Edged SwordDesolate homes with the shutters falling off like tears,Double-Edged Sword5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Phantom winds of the past gently swaying the swings as if they were weeds in the eye of the storm,
Eerie silence seeping into your pores as even your breath falls upon severed ears,
A frigid chill languidly trickling down your spine as you stand upon the frayed edges of what was once a greeting mat.
Look through the splinters and cracks of the weathered door into the bare inside,
Breathe the stagnant air as the dust particles tickle down your throat,
Time warps itself and toys with you like a wicked seductress,
Each second ticking by sounding as if they were hollow bells to signal your passing.
Your muscles and skin are dragging as the stones gradually build up on weight,
Piling on and on like maggots to a decaying corpse,
Your very bones becoming your own worst enemy as they hold you down,
Your chest rattling with the force to take yet another breath of stale oxygen.
Wasting away as you remain erected like an ancient statue,
Nothing else mattered(French version below)Nothing else mattered4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is said that the most beautiful stories are born and die into dreams -
Ours could have been born in the shade of a moonset, lighted by a firefly sky,
On a sea so calm that you could hear it beat and feel its warmth;
And I would have braved storms to hoist the sail of our history,
Braved the streams bruised by our grieves, wrecked every reefs scented
Of the sweet aroma of temptation.
We got lost forever in the forest of oblivion
Where the leftover of our promises rot on the ground littered with corpses,
Where the roots of our world still strive to belt out,
Where desperate leaves attempt to overcome Autumn's scythe -
The only oxygen these trees breathe out is the fragrance of our wandering souls.
Rien d'autre ne comptait
On dit que les plus belles histoires naissent et meurent dans les rêves -
La nôtre aurait pu naître à l
Artist: And We DidAnd though we dance upon a mystic shoreArtist: And We Did5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where minds entrance and loon of lore
We'll drink the wine and veil our fears
Laugh with madness hopes and tears
Humble the mind to sooth the soul
Aged by time to play that role
But for now, while the world is green
Find your love in destroying things
Be the beast that eats the heart
Calm the mind with sighing art
Cradle your brain in woven lies
Breathing in disturbing alibis
Sharp ReactionsSharp Reactions11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
When life gives me lemons I squirt them back in it's face
'cause I'm not giving up and hate deserves a taste
of my sharp teeth, my deadly embrace
I've got all the time I need to wait it out in this race
Yeah it's been rough
it's been bad
it's been tough
I've been sad
But I'm a fighter
a fire starter
not a sitter
So I'll wipe the blood from my nose
and dust down my clothes
I'll get up from the ground
you're not going to keep me down
You give me pain - I'll smile in your face
you can try in vain to defeat me mate
'cause these wounds only make me stronger
these scars I wear like armour
So do what you want to me
you name it - ill treat me
but you'll never stop that heart of me
that beats for my family
that bleeds for the brothers that I never had
and all the while - while life treats me bad
I'll keep on fighting trying not to be sad.
Set AblazeAnd when childhood endsSet Ablaze10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
you will ask
Who am I?
And when youth is gone
you will ask
Who am I?
And when old age comes
and death arrives
you will see
what you were
all those days
just a little piece of Nothing
one moment of Spark
one flash in the Dark
just a little piece of Everyting
in a maze
naught but to dreamStars cluster at my window,naught but to dream4 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
They watch me lay back
Trying to sleep off the pain -
I want naught but to dream
Of your eyes once more.
Morphine to my mind
Crystallized over hours
Watching wind swept clouds.
Weary, windswept -
Just let me lay back;
I want naught but to dream
Of your eyes once more.
Love, Sex, HeartacheShe listens to affection,Love, Sex, Heartache10 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
He whispers his deception,
Her heart will race,
Whilst his eyes trace,
She'll gasp and moan,
While his hands roam,
Dreaming of an emotional connection,
Thinking only of his physical erection,
Tomorrow she'll sing of what they'll be,
Tonight he smiles at what she can't see,
When he's finished with his lie,
He'll leave her there, alone to cry.
Bourgeon d'amour(English version below)Bourgeon d'amour6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Solitude d'un nuage du ciel estival,
Tu vantais tes cheveux braisés aguicheurs
Incandescents, au gré du vent qui nous soufflait
Comme deux brins d'herbe sur cette colline,
Seule témoin du temps qui s'envolait pour ne jamais revenir.
Rosée gorgée d'un soleil seul souverain des lieux,
Du fond de tes yeux de charbon, la flamme du désir et mon reflet conquis ;
Et tu murmurais sur moi de tendres caresses de ta peau de jade
Qui se déposaient sur mon dos telles des feuilles d'olivier fauchées de bon gré -
Perdus là où le temps se consume hâtivement comme les échos de nos rires.
Sur cette peinture champêtre, à l'abri de ces cigales sifflantes et cinglantes
Nos ombres se mêlaient et nos corps s'assombrissaient,
Errant dans ce rêve éveillé à en devenir insomniaque ;
Lors de cet Été, des dahlias à nos couleurs ont fleuri.
Bud of lo