nothing else matters-KakuHidan-So close no matter how farnothing else matters-KakuHidan7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Couldnt be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters-
Hidan and I have been dating for about 2 week. Well you cant call it dating if we dont tell people and we still act and sometimes do hate each other.
I just to say I just want him to know that well, when were together nothing else matters.
-Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I dont just say
And nothing else matters-
I walk into our room and noticed that my boyfriend was crouched down low to the ground on his hands and knees. His head was stooped, pressed right against the carpet, and he had one arm under his bed. He was obviously fishing around under the bed for something. His spine was arched low to the ground, so that his chest was also pressed almost against the carpet, and his ass was stuck up.
"Hidan?" I asked curiously.
The zealot's head would have
Black Metal AngelBlack Metal Angel9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sing through your throat
Until it burns
Feeling the acid crawl
Its way up your
And expel into
A towering inferno
Over the roaring crowd
Sing for me
Black metal angel
I want to hear your
Anger coursing through
I want to feel your
Pain resonating from
I want to see the tears
Burn in your eyes
When you teach me that
All they ever told us
Was a fabrication
Sing for me
Black metal angel
Let your voice tear
Right through me
Tear into me
Tear me apart
Vivisect me as I
Scream for more
Give it unto me
Don't sugarcoat it
I can handle the truth
I want it RAW
Can you handle
That intensity you feel
As 10 000 hot bodies
Soar upon the floor
Your voice for
Guidance in this
Will you set us free?
We crave that acid that
Leaks from your pores
And sizzles on our hot
Sing for me
Black metal angel
Will you satiate my needs?
I crave for your honesty and
Integrity where others see
Prove Me WrongProve Me Wrong12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Advanced Bodies Absorbing Advanced Minds..
Still in a crippled state of mind.
Why has the majority chosen to do so little with their gift?
Blindly, yet faithfully following a system of duplication...
trimming power, leaving evolution up to another kind.
Even the genius with the perfect inventions...
sit and wait for the so called "right time"..
to release creations from their mind.
I fear their reasoning may be intimidation.
Knowing that if releasing creation right now,
they would be forced.
Forced to come up with something bigger..
Maybe it's the hesitation of their capabilities.
So as accustomed...
they simultaneously sit and wait...
While people below travel, work, pray, and patiently anticipate,
never even acknowledging their own existence...
Always shading themselves from their own reason of being.
And so words are said:
Be polite, and celebrate your date of birth..
because it's the "right thing to do".
Red DressThe store was not busy tonight.Red Dress8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Customers wandered in and out, solitary dancers to the muzak that floated down the aisles. Cady watched them with unfocused eyes - her job didn't take a lot of concentration.
"Good evening, ma'am, do you have Flybuys?" Hands moved automatically, packing groceries into plastic bags with unconscious precision. "That will be $11.90, thank you, have a good night. Good evening, sir, do you have Flybuys?"
Her eyes focussed with a snap - he hadn't handed over a card.
There weren't any groceries on the counter, either.
The man's face was unremarkable, the kind of face that had passed her a hundred times that night, forgotten before they reached the door. But, his eyes - they were remarkable, a golden brown that drank in the light and glinted hypnotically.
"Arcadia," He said, "Wake up."
"Good evening, sir, do you have Fly-" Cady's mouth gaped for a moment, and embarrassment burnt her cheeks. She was on the wrong side of the counter
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It HurtsDid you believe me when I told you that,It Hurts8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That it didn't hurt at all?
You're a fool, my dear, for listening.
Is that why you let me fall?
Did you kill me just for saying
That it hurt not for a minute?
Did you believe my heart unbreakable,
That my heart just wasn't in it?
Why are you hurt when I say
That I was hurt as well?
It's impossible not to hurt,
Not after how we fell.
IT HURTS, my dear, my once-love,
And it's not unreasonable to.
Stop turning your guilt to anger.
I can hurt because of you.
So, yes, I hurt. Accept it,
And accept it with great care.
You'll have to face it someday:
You're in my heart,
And you'll be forever there.
Nobody HearsNobody hearsNobody Hears7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am screaming,
In the depths of my mind,
But nobody hears
I have feelings,
Trapped, kept inside,
But nobody cares
All I receive,
For my efforts,
My voice is gone,
From all my screaming,
That nobody heard
My throat is raw,
From all the words,
This is not what I deserve,
But nobody cares
I don't want to give you my pain,
I only want to share
I have started believing,
That I am unloved
I can't see it any other way
I'm giving in to my fears,
Because nobody hears
This has been going on for years,
For as long as I can remember
Yes, I am aware,
That nobody cares
I am ending,
My pathetic attempts,
I am sending,
A message to all those I must,
And I hope that your understanding,
Is so very clear
I have done all of this,
Because nobody hears
jlp September 27, 2008-Revised march 23, 2010
Why do you hate me?Why doesnt anyone see me?Why do you hate me?6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Am I that invisibility?
Or do you hate me, maybe?
In that case,
What have I done to you?
Why cant you tell me? Because I am sick and tired of not knowing the truth.
You never talk to me, but if you do youre cold,
But not to the others that stands and talks with us.
At them youre smiling and laughing,
But not at me, why?
What have I done wrong?
Am I so ugly you cant look at me?
Am I so stupid that you cant talk with me?
Why do you hate me?
When we do school works together with someone else,
You dont ask what I like about what you and the other/s are doing.
Dont I have any rights to tell what I think?
Are you afraid that I will say wrong things,
That I will make you feel ashamed?
If it is so,
Why dont tell me straight away instead of hiding it?
Why do you hate me?
You give me strange gazes,
Do I look strange?
Am I ugly?
Do I wear the wrong clothes?
Why cant I wear the clothes I want to wear?
HurtI scream for someone to come, not sure if they can,Hurt7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Im hurt and Im lonely where I am.
No more crying and no more fear,
I just want to get out of here.
The dark its not as harsh as the light,
I wonder if Ive given up the fight.
Trapped where I'm wandering on and on,
I wonder what Im searching for, maybe someone.
The thump of my heart, twist of my gut,
Always surprised at how fast my eyes shut.
The sweat and the horror so unrefined,
Im hunched in the corner wishing to be blind.
It starts at the top and works to my feet,
The sharp prickling feeling is so complete.
It makes me cry out and fall to the floor,
It makes me wish to not live any more.
Im in pain.
Its all in my head I know it to be so,
The fear and the torment the pain I dont show.
In my mind trapped and growing,
Rapidly approaching, never slowing...
...depression... defeat... time to fall... end it all...
Love of a Savage NymphLOVE OF A SAVAGE NYMPHLove of a Savage Nymph8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Axels footsteps echoed through the halls of the Castle that Never Was as he walked though the pale white hallway; twirling his chakrams around his hands as he whistled a random tune. Its so boring around here when Im not being sent on a mission or being part of somebodys plan, he thought to himself, Ugh, I know Saix does this to me deliberately, not giving me many of the big/important/fun missions. Only time I get them is when one of the superiors speaks to me personally, or if he thinks Ill screw it up and make myself look bad. Who does Saix think he is, anyway? Hes not REALLY Xemnas second in command, after all; hes just a neophyte like the rest of us, not one of the superiors. Honestly, I dont know what Xemnas sees in him sometimes.
Axel! A fierce voice shouted out.
Aw crap, Axel cursed mentally; as Saixs grumpy face came into view, H
the girl on the moon.she's not a person.the girl on the moon.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she's just a girl. crying.
no, it doesn't hurt.
no, she won't remember in the morning.
yes, this will impact her later on in life.
she's just a crying girl.
there isn't a clear definition of what she's mourning about. but she's sad. and she knows she doesn't cry about plain nothing's. no. she cries about something's. she shouldn't, but she does.
she's wondering if, just if, breaking hearts or being heart-broken is one and the same and if it's worth it. why do people take chances when they know what the most-likely outcome is?
she stops for a second and pulls the blue and white blanket up towards her chest, slowing tracing the tight flower embroidery and murmuring to herself.
for years she just tried to be herself and hoped someone would like her for her. no one truly did. so in trying to become herself, she became someone else. now she aims to be as different as she can from her inside. the girl is becoming her own oxymoron. she's becoming her own dop
DrowningWhen the water poured in,Drowning7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
racing down my throat,
filling my lungs in one great release.
Raindrops blinded me as I sunk
lower than I had ever before.
My feet touched the bottom as
bubbles floated around my head in
a crown of despair.
Despair lingered in silent forms,
reminding me just how alone I was.
You were my beacon of light.
I swam for you, uncaring that
broken memories weighed me down.
I clung to you in the middle of the ocean.
Breathing in the sweet air that you
provided for me. Letting your very
life enter my lungs and remove me
from this watery place.
SpecterSpecter reflected on his empire in the Toko San Tower. His mighty legions of monkeys as well as the 5 group were prospering. His lead was indomitable. Spike, Jake, and the Professor were now only a memory, eliminated by the lethargy laser. He grew stronger day by day, noticing increasing strength in his arms and psychic abilities. He surpassed gods by 300x and he knew it. But alas, his age. He was 18 now, and he should already be establishing new planets, but he had been procrastinating. Running his fingers through his blue tipped mane, he massaged his temples, achy from the pipo helm. What was he here for?Specter9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Axel Dark Monkey skulked in, minions in tow. Behind them was Ukki blue, yellow, white, and pink. Specter smirked, clasping his chair as it levitated towards his company. "We have a new problem. The SARU 004 has halted production. The monkeys want more bananas for their labor." Axel declared. "Blundering idiots. If I was in control, those inferior paw
On The Love Of AstronautsTomorrow late when strange the twilight shines;On The Love Of Astronauts8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when lovers wish on newborn stars and call each other 'mine';
when fate begins to weave all the ties that bind,
look then and see if I am there with you
or far across a sky that turns to dusk from blue
If our hands and minds throughout the times shall never meet;
if this vulgar heart and weighted soul will never feel complete,
then tell the Gods of fate to cease for me their weave
and wish for me a better world than the one that I now leave
For, without the promise of me in your eyes;
without the togetherness of our two bonded lives
what true gain could come from witnessing the beauty of these skies
when in them angels shall no longer fly
AloneAlone10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
– Alone –
I feel so alone,
I just want to cry,
And sit in a corner.
Just there, all alone.
Sometimes I just want to die.
I feel so alone,
Cos there's no-one out there,
Beautiful DisasterShe is a bewitching creatureBeautiful Disaster7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hair like the midnight sky
Blue eyes, a burning stare
Red lips, screaming lust
Her skin is pale as death
She is mysteriously calm
She comes alive at night
Full of life in the dark
She tilts her head slightly
Looking at you, through you
Her mouth is set in a smile
A sad smile that says pain
She looks longingly into space
A look that breaks your heart
It's full of loneliness, hurt
But, somehow it's appealing
It beckons you, calls you to her
Into those pale, empty arms
To the Beautiful Disaster
Lock and KeyShe keeps herself guardedLock and Key9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Away from the world,
Her heart has hardened.
Distant and cold
She stands in the rain,
So raw and alone.
Will she ever find
The key to her soul,
To a love that's kind.
A love that warms
And adores her so,
That embraces the storm.
Ceasing the flash,
And muffles the noise
While shackles turn to ash
she kept herself guarded
but now is no more
uncertainties are discarded
150 ways to torture Specter.1) Force Specter to do everything he makes his minions do150 ways to torture Specter.9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Specter: I hate myself. *sees monkeys shouting out orders at him*
2) Stomp on Specter for every evil thing he did
"NO! OUCH! TAT HURTS!" Specter whined.
Spike: This is for making Jake your slave (Ape Escape). *stomps*
This is for turning me, Jimmy and the Professor to couch potatoes (Ape Escape 3) *stomps*
This is kidnapping Pipotchi (Ape Escape 2) *stomps*
Specter: Oh MAN!
3) Put Specter to work
Jimmy: DO MY HOMEWORK!
Specter: But I don't want to write a report on the Middle Ages!
Jimmy: TOO BAD! STOP BEING WHINY LIKE Yellow Monkey! You been there b4, you idiot (Ape Escape). That is my History homework, you still have Math, Science, Japanese, English...
4)Tie Specter up and allow his minions to beat him up
Natalie: ok, you know what to do.
Pipo Monkeys: We don't do whatever we want, as long as we don't kill him!
Natalie: That's right!
Specter: OH GOD! PLEASE NO!
*Monkeys hit him with their stun clubs
MisunderstoodThey say I'm heartlessMisunderstood8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They might be right
They say I'm frighteniing
And full of Spite
They say I hate the world
But what do thay know
About all these emotions
I rarely ever show
They dont know me
They dont even try
They're the ones
That make me cry
They poke fun
They cut me deep
They give me nightmares
Which make it hard to sleep
They laugh and ridicule
They're cruel and mean
I try to hide
Try to never be seen
One day Ill be gone
They'll only have themselves to blame
Will they tell the Truth
Admit there shame
Because they laugh and made fun
I killed myself last night
I walk through a dark tunnel
Until I saw a warming light
And now today they think
How could she do such a thing
They didnt understand it was
Because they were always so mean
Fear The JudgmentThe night was cold and dark. The moon was full, although the clouds covered it giving the surroundings a dull light. The Graveyard nearby was old, the names on the headstones, were weathered making them unreadable. The gates barely hung on their hinges and squeaked terribly when moved. A light wind blew through the yard making the gates squeak quietly. A tree stood in the yard. The branches were bare, a few ravens sat quietly on them. The blade of a scythe was stuck into the tree, while the shaft stood, as if holding it up. Below the weapon laid a black cloak, which underneath laid various bones. The bodies of long dead soldiers littered the ground nearby, killing the grass underneath them making the surrounding foliage brown and dead. Every soldiers skin had rotted away, long ago leaving only the bones in the rusted armor. There was a small cabin off in the distance; candle light shown through the solitary window. A black wolf slept outside the cabin, keeping guard. Against theFear The Judgment7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Millennium Goal 5: PoetryMillennium Goal 5: Poetry9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Original Poem by Monica Keda , 10 years from Cameroon in French
O femme simple, sur ton
dos j'ai dormi quand tu pilais le
mil pour le repas du soir et quand
tu allais vers les champs
O mère, femme simple
Tes chansons que j'ai apprise
Lorsque tu écrasais l'arachide
Et quand tu me berçais il n'y a
Femme simple, je te remercie
Pour ton lait et pour tes
Chansons, pour le bonheur dans
la maison,, je te remercie
mille fois , o ma mère
Oh simple woman, on your,
back I slept when you crushed the
milled for dinner and when
you went toward fields
Oh mother, simple woman,
Your songs that I learned
When you trampled the peanuts
And when you rocked me
Not so long ago
Simple woman, I thank you
For your milk and for your
Choose to Become Gay by NorumuChoose to Become Gay by Norumu11 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Reasons to Choose to Become Gay
1) To become rejected by society.
2) To have multiple groups against myself.
3) To raise risks of being physically harmed.
4) To raise risks of being mentally harmed.
5) To have less rights in the states.
6) To risk loosing family support.
7) To risk loosing friends.
8) To risk loosing chances at good jobs.
9) To get flamed for being a flamer.
10) To be a large target for rude jokes.
11) To be described as animals to others.
12) To be talked about as things among the law.
13) To raise my chance of being lead toward suicide.
14) To lose my chance at a rightful marriage.
15) To hide myself from everyone else.
Who wouldn't choose to be gay?!