Shepard I'm PregnantDr. Chakwas looked down at Miranda lying on the bed. Miranda wondered briefly why she was here. After all, it was only a bit of sickness. But Shepard had asked her to go and find out what it was, so she had. It was early and the majority of the crew was asleep, except Dr. Chakwas. She seemed to be wide awake. Miranda envied her as she stifled a yawn. Dr. Chakwas looked down at the OSD and sighed. Miranda tried not to show the fear creeping through her.Shepard I'm Pregnant5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Miranda, you are not ill," she said, but Miranda noticed the look in Dr. Chakwas' eyes. "You are -- I don't quite know how to say this."
"What?" Miranda asked impatiently.
Dr. Chakwas faltered for a moment, and then said, "You are pregnant."
Miranda's mouth dropped open. I can't be. It's absurd.
She wanted to say something, but for once she was lost for words. She smiled as the realisation swept over her.
"Congratulations,"" Dr. Chakwas said with a faint smile.
Miranda was still a little stunned, but thanked the doctor. Then a terribl
Torn apartDon't you care that it hurts?Torn apart4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart was torn .
You gouged it out with your rusty knife.
I feel so shocked.
I feel so hurt.
Did you realize what you did?
God how it hurts.
I feel so alone.
Tears fall from my eyes.
Its all because of you.
If you loved me so much who did you do it?
I was so scared.
I knew I was a fool.
Ah how I was a fool.
Ill let the darkness take my heart back.
You no longer need it.
My heart was torn.
Sail away...If I can have one wish right at this moment;Sail away...4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'd wish for someone to take me to sail away, on a ship with a red flag waving freely on the top, from one side of the world to the other end so that I can have my eyes painted with those precious nature of blues, greens and yellows. I want to feel the deep, deep oceans, the strong breeze on my face, letting the huge heavens above swallow me up and drink in that moment. I'd sit on the very end of the ship with the waves all around, a notebook on my lap and a pen in my hand. Imagine the song of the sea and the whispers of the wind, they rushes to follow the ride of my ship. Dream about the coastline that I'll be able to see, beautiful landscape from a different angle, like those stories of fairytale. The chirping birds, swimming fishes and treasures under the water. Waking up before the sun rise and see the glory, sitting on the deck as the sun set and get mesmerized with those red-oranges glow. The clock that seems to stop as t
She Inspire Me."She seems to never retire, always cheerful, helpful and lovable"She Inspire Me.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A smile would form on my face and my mind would rewind
There was a story I would love to tell the living world
Yesterday always bring priceless, beautiful memories
Of us when we first talked almost about everything
It is easy for me to tell everyone about her
A sentence long is more than enough
"She is no doubt the first female that inspire me big time"
And that is no lie even if it sounds cliche
Day to day she would give me endless spirits
Knew when I'm about to fall down and help me up
Whilst she has her own lovely family to take care about
The business of her as a mother, a wife, a friend, and a sister
But never once did she forget her job to write and just to listen
"She kept listening, reading and I always waited for her advices"
At night I wondered how tired she might be
How she goes on without complaining to everyone
Ranting only about true facts that it awakens people
I wonder... if she would
GehennaI recall theGehenna5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I no longer
felt at peace
Such a subtle
I could see
I closed the
October 17th, 2010
MendaciousThe heart falters;Mendacious5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
it is a weak and
I feel a clasp
tight as a clamp
around it when I
hear your voice
echoing in this
What beckons me
are the demons
that dwell within you.
They speak in tongues
and I curse them.
is mere poison;
a dialect long
bereft of veracity.
March 19th, 2010
PrevalenceSo many linesPrevalence5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
it's hard to tell
what my reality,
what actuality is.
Am I forever
to be lost in
or is my
July 23rd, 2010
MelancholiaI wish forMelancholia5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
a day that I
was not pained
by your memory,
a day when I
did not feel
was upon me.
I search for
yet it seems
a feeble attempt
at erasing that
which will never
vanish from the
depths of my mind.
and I can
You deny my
hand and I have
found a way to
reach my end
June 21st, 2010
conflicting heartsConflicting heart why must you tare me apart?conflicting hearts4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If only I could love you both.
Then this pain would subside.
If only I could give my heart to two.
Why must you make me chose.
This never ending madness is killing me.
One is loving the other caring.
How could I possibly chose?
I love you both so very much it hurts .
Conflicting heart why must you tare me apart?
RainRain that mystic sound of peace and sadness.Rain4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It falls against your skin.
Cool and soft.
The soothing sound beckons you into a deep slumber.
Listen to the melody.
Let it take you away.
Rain that mystic sound of peace and sadness.
Close your eyes and let the world fade away.
Listen to its soothing sound.
May it take you away.
To a world of peace and calm.
Listen as it hits the glass of the still window.
Smell the dew drops as it hits the roses.
Let it take you away.
Close your eyes and let it all fade away.
Listen to rains soothing melody.
A ScaleHer world was unbalanced.A Scale4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Black and White passing...Colors as though disappearing in this cityBlack and White passing...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Black and white passing
It has been silent...
Everything ends here
The first place I slumber
Still crying here
Your steps fade away...
The air is now changing
Like old story of the past
Now has gone still and quiet...
Listen to my lonely whispers
Voices that never shrink
My heart is dead thither
Silent and deafening
In the city of death...
Mia - 24th November 2010 -
Sunday, August 15th, 2010.Remember the event that happened exactly three months ago, today?Sunday, August 15th, 2010.5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Where my very own strong, and guiding light had decided it was his time, and his time couldn't wait no more. The angels were waiting outside for him, taking him in their invisible, comfortable arms, flying him up in the misty air. Sending him to a place where they promised, it'd be even better for him, for it was what he deserved, no pain or evil sides that would be disturbing him in every of his beauty, peaceful sleep. He would be shining in the skies at night, and smiles when the sun came out of it's hiding place. He'd be there watching me in every step I was about to take, every movement where three months ago, I promised I would stand by him, till the very end. And whatever I am and was doing so far, it was all dedicated for my guiding light; who's probably be smiling his beautiful, miraculous smile from the above at this very moment.
Little one, Mario, I longed for your love, dear.
Hence, today, it was, once again,
DesolationThere isDesolation5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
of the soul.
It is an
to deny this
into the corners
of my mind
where the memory
of you died.
June 19th, 2010
GreyThe rain ended abruptly,Grey4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
stalled my heart from beating,
drenched in the memory of you.
Broken nights of sleep,
with painful visions
that will forever remind me
of who you really are.
Contained in subtle misery;
an inability to forget that which
lingers in present dreams.
September 26th, 2011
Defacing Imprints...Proceeding to walk on the sands.Defacing Imprints...4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The loud atmosphere on the busy shore by now failed to tunnel the chaos in my mind, instead the picture surrounding me is drawn as though the ocean is alone with melancholy waves.
The footprints that I left behind shall serve as a wavering testimony against my tomorrow, I have wit, yet nothing last forever.
Continue to walk along the shore.
I guess reminiscing any memory I have of you at this moment would not be a benefit at all to me. But people always say that we shouldn't let the memories die away, as it is for us to sustain the days.
I do, of course, get in line with that remark, it is, if not too unheard of, tremendously correct.
Carry on to walk on the wet sticks.
Not that I want to bury you on purpose, ever, and everyone can address my humble self as unbelievably nuts that I ain't worthy of smelling a one precious air if ever something like that penetrate my brain.
However, I don't actually require memories to retrieve you seeing that yo
Breakin the Ice to Deaths songBefall upon the ice.Breakin the Ice to Deaths song4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hear it crack.
Pulled under in a freezing embrace.
You try to breathe it only hurts.
Your lungs burn and freeze at the same time.
Everything seems to go by slowly.
Struggling to escape,
You hear Deaths call.
Lulling you to slumber,
Your body feels numb.
No longer breathing you fall deep within.
The last song you heard was Deaths sorrowful song.
forbidden temptaionYou feel his breath on your neck.forbidden temptaion4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You see the hunger in his eyes.
Inside you know you shouldn't love him.
The temptation is burning.
It hurts you both.
You wish there wasn't love .
Then no one would get hurt.
You cant have them both .
When will this pain go away?
Second Best.Tonight I thought I'd write something.Second Best.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Something about anything.
But blankness seeps through my brain,
Words can't adequately express what's going through my head.
Though to be perfectly honest,
I don't think I know what's going through my head.
It's all a mess, tangled, disappointing.
Nothing is ever simple.
I'm fed up of drama
I'd like to have another go at being happy.
I think I could do it right this time.
But I don't even know.
I can't be happy being second best, I know that.
And that's all I seem to be at the moment.
And I doubt that will change...it can't.
Regardless of the outcome someone else,
Will always be chosen over me.
Even if it doesn't exactly look like it.
I get why I'm second best.
I like to pretend that people can read my mind,
Then get upset when they can't.
I'm easily lonely.
I like to take something beautiful and tear it to pieces,
Then I cry over the remains.
I get why I'm second best.
HelHELHel1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ungrounded, floating on the whispers of a memory,
Secretly kindling the tantrums of one’s victory.
Faint yet chaotic render of pure rage tapping, striking,
A symphony of fire, a sonata of the land burning.
Hel is thy mistress, ruling the maddening underworld,
Leisure in your rotting vessel, a ritual for the undefeated Gods.
Hel, gazing upon your flesh, your tormented world.
Calling upon thy reclining faith from a river following the odds.
Yet still ungrounded, still balancing on the edge of a ripping tapestry.
An emblazing relic digging in your palm, between blood and atrophy,
Runic treasures and charms hidden under your broken armor,
Hailing her Cimmerian name, at last lifting the valiant Hammer.
Antithetic SubsistenceLet me burnAntithetic Subsistence5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
as I turn to
May 29th, 2010
Winged AngelWinged Angel1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
He was nice
kind to heart
One of the best
Saving his friends
Hopping there safe
like it never did
Quite all emotions
He's very calm
and easy to words
Fighting the dark
Escaping the past
Something traps him
Person to be
A true him
One winged Angel
Fighting his might
To be free
Not take over
blocking the truth
as the lies
making him believe
Something to change
His whole life
the puppy finds out
Discovers the truth
Fighting his friends
Even his close ones
Hurts him more
One winged Angel
Stares at him
Behind it all
Yelling to run
Not to hurt him
nor his friends
Did the job
He wasn't ready
All the bonds
Wishes he wasn't