Inspirational Feature Vol. 1950 Gorgeous Examples of Sun Flare PhotographyInspirational Feature Vol. 192 years ago in Art Features More Like This
Burning the sky by Cigognes
Gone with the wind. by incredi
distorted sun by lady-mon
Offering to the Sun by Nelleke
Odeon of Herodes Atticus by inObrAS
All In.. by Khomenko
Departure and Arrival by goRillA-iNK
mldy 69 by metindemiralay
test 99 and half by KariLiimatainen
The Power Of The Sun by oO-Rein-Oo
take a shower by handika10
The GIRLS have gone WILD by bittersweetvenom
Rophaien by TobiasRichter
Like a Bird by KayleighJune
Right here waiting for you by TwiggX
Over Easy by jerryhazard
Sheree - Betty Bangs Bikini by tmronin
I Wish by PatrickRuegheimer
climbing by JenElizabeth
Montreal2 by Ydelis
Hair by zemotion
If I were a teddy bearIf I were a teddy bear, I want to be the dullest colour in lifeIf I were a teddy bear5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
It's not the brightest that get attention, it would be the price
All I want is a master, not any more plaster
My body is already filled with cuts, as I don't need any more haircuts
My heart has not stopped, it's not the cold
It's just on hold, to admire the spot
As I be picked, my heart will be clicked
Why do I cry in your arms, when I'm filled with joy over your charms
One day I will be the one to soak up your tears, as I be here for years
Yours ForeverSometimesYours Forever3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it occurs to me that I have only
known you for a little more than a year.
Yet somehow, it's impossible for me
to remember my life before we met.
is something I had never believed in.
But you held me so close and kissed my hair,
and said you'd always be with me. I love
you and I trust you. I'll always be yours.
fate real, or was it a coincidence
that we met that day in June? Regardless,
I will always consider that day to
be a miracle; you're a miracle.
lot can change in a little more than a
year: I met the most amazing person
in the universe, I learned what true love
is like, and I now know how it feels to
on the floor, tears smothered by a pillow,
wanting to die for being so stupid,
so trusting. It was easy for you to
leave, but it seems I will always be yours.
It's A Dangerous World.Look at the worldIt's A Dangerous World.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And listen to its cries,
That it slowly gives off
Now look yourself in the eyes.
What do you feel?
Could you possibly feel right?
Is any of this real?
You'll find out tonight.
When the world fades to black
And you're there all alone,
It will come from behind
And begin to attack.
Don't try to run
It is the world after all,
Your life is now done
Because you turned your back
While the world began to fall.
Still hereStill here3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You raped my mind
Told me i wasn't good enough,
Because I'm not easy,
Because i don't think my body is a toy
Because I'm not a three cent whore
Because i wouldn't.
You called me horrible things.
(Fat, ugly, prude, waste of space)
But guess what Ethan dear?
I'm stronger then you thought.
I can stand up for myself and i did.
Bite Deeper.My blood flows so slow out of my skinBite Deeper.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As your hot mouth sucks from my vein,
Your tongue licking the wound and almost going in
Is making it feel so good and insane.
Just bite a little harder
And see what starts to come out,
Maybe a chunk of flesh as a gift for you
Or my sweet blood to fill your mouth.
As you bite down deeper
It feels just like your tongue,
Is slowly trying to succeed
In ripping my heart out.
But it would feel so, so good,
Because my body is your chew toy,
A scratching post for you to claw at
And a vessel of blood
To fill your insides.
Red Skies To Apple Pies.Red Skies To Apple Pies.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Red skies flow under the shining moon,
They're shining on the flowers that will bloom,
The beauty fills his heart full of glee
As he stumbles through grass; so green.
The smell of cinnamon is warm in the air,
He calmly lies down with wide-eyed stare
Looking up at that blood-red sky
With clouds shaped as faces with winds that cry.
The sight embraces the flight of speech;
The doors of poetry will soon be breached,
His words of passion that are filled with pride
Will begin to beat with a heart so alive.
That he tries to stop the moment just then
As he brings out his paper and pen,
He starts to write and he can’t help but think,
"What happens if I stop to blink?"
The moment has passed and there's no more sky
Just the glowing moon above sleeping guy,
What had this person done so incredibly wrong?
He blinks for a moment too long.
He lets out a chuckle as he scratches his head,
His wife’s baking pies for their family and friends,
He looks at a picture with wide skies stained red,
I'm DoneIf the price of happiness,I'm Done3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll take it,
And call it a bargain.
God Planted A Rose GardenGod Planted A Rose GardenGod Planted A Rose Garden3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
God planted a rose garden.
Everyone has one.
But not everyone's life is
Full of hope.
There's not always
Gunna be roses at the end of the path.
God laid out a path for us
To each of our rose gardens.
And then he covered them
We have a choice
Of what to do with these stones:
To throw them,
Stumble upon them,
Climb over them,
Or to build with them,
The theory being that
We can get to our rose gardens
If we get it right.
But once we finally get to
Our rose garden,
There's a chance that there
Won't be any roses.
Just weeds that need to be yanked
For the roses to grow and bloom.
And so we go back to the path,
Figure out what went wrong where,
And fix it.
And by doing so,
We are yanking the weeds
In our rose garden.
And when we finally return to
Our rose garden,
There could be roses.
Or there could be weeds still.
Not everyone will have roses.
Not everyone's lives are full of hope.
But at some point in time,
To be Living DeadHeart pumping. It keeps beating like a death drum.To be Living Dead3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's still beating. She can hear it through the walls.
Night falls. It's time to be the monster she has become.
A body goes limp at her feet as she awakes as if from a dream.
The blood of the innocent trickle down from a silver knife.
The face of the body holds a look of a frozen silent scream.
What sins has she done? Though inside, she does not give a care.
She crouches down and looks into the face of the life that is gone.
A feeling of emptiness comes as Death comes to this deadly affair.
He looked at her through hollow eyes from beneath his black cloak.
She realized that Death might not just be here for the body.
As that thought was realized, the body began to laugh until he choke.
Maybe, it was something to be dead inside and to be living dead.
With that, Death took out his hand and took her hand into his.
She felt nothing. No fear. No love. Not even a spark of dread.
Breakup SpeechIt's not you, it's me. I know it's the oldest excuse in the book, but hey, when it works, it works. Did you really see this lasting longer than a couple months? When does anything last longer than a couple months with me? I hope we can still be friends.Breakup Speech2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Yeah, 'cause everyone wants to be friends with the ex-lover. Like it ever works.
You know me. You know the type of person that I am. I've never been able to settle down. My heart wanders like a nomad. It seeks shelter where it's offered but only stays long enough to get warm. Attachment isn't an option for me. My mind is too warped. It's too dark to ever let someone in. Truly let someone in.
No, fuck! That's all wrong. It's too personal. Too emotional. Let me try again.
I don't want to do this, but I'm only going to hurt you if I don't. And that's the last thing I want to do. So I'm ending this before it goes too far. I completely understand if you never want to talk to me again.
A hallow heart still bleedingA hallow heart still bleeding-A hallow heart still bleeding3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From the wound that will not heal
From a day, unforgotten
A day that's left a scar
Empty eyes still crying-
For you to come back, to return
To prove that you still love me
To prove you haven't forgotten
Scattered thoughts still searching-
Searching for answers
For reasons why it must be so
For how this could be true