birthdayA birthday comes but once a yearbirthday4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bringing cake and presents
And taking away all fear
Your one year older
Another year of memories
To add to your collection
Started and finished
Successful or not
It made you who you are today
Another year of new faces
And Old ones alike
A year is a long time to wait
For someone to say
Thank you for being born
But it's worth the wait
For happiness and gifts
But most of all
Family, friends and even strangers
Seem to catch your happiness
Through that day
And everyone is happier for it
So one year older
May seem like a pain
But it's something you'll miss when your
Birthday comes no more
A Girl Named DilanThe class was in an uproar. Nothing the teacher did or said could calm the waves of talking that naturally made their way to the front. Unfortunately the situation had been like this for a few days ever since it had been announced they would be receiving a transfer student. The entire class was curious as all they had been given was a name, Dilan Rembrant. Their curiosity however would soon come to an end because the new kid was scheduled to come that very day.A Girl Named Dilan5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I wonder what he looks like" one girl wondered dreamily.
"I hope he plays basketball" commented a boy to his friend, "We could use another player."
"Shh! He'll be here any minute" said yet another quite ignored voice.
Everyone had their own opinions and ideas on what they thought the new student should be like and were sharing those opinions whether they were wanted or not. All noise stopped though when the door to the classroom opened.
"Here you are, room three
You Lost MeI gave my bestYou Lost Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I gave my all
You let me fall
I tried and tried
but never won
Our love has crashed
The game is done
I wept and tried
"I miss being with you"
You said a lie
We know it's not true
I'm broken, my heart was stolen
I tried and lost
I gave up on us
I gave up on you
You lost me.
Before The Fall IXBefore The Fall IX9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Demyx squealed when Axel crept up behind him and ruffled his mullet hair.
"A-a-a-xel!!! Y-you scared me!!!"
The redhead came to sit beside the blonde in the balcony of Demyx's room. He lay back with arms
behind his head, looking up at the cool night sky.
Since neither had much to say after that, Demyx continued the song he was strumming out on his sitar.
Suddenly, he felt a soft tug on a strand of his hair, and looked down to see Axel looking up at him.
"Your hair...It's…not blonde, and not brown…" Mumbled the pyro.
"Like sand from the sea."
The soft flow of music stopped abruptly. Small hands gently set down the violin on a straw mat.
A small brunette boy emerged out of the door and peered onto the small, garden (if it could be called so) with large, ocean blue eyes. Three females stood there, hanging clothes.
The tallest one, and oldest, was hard faced. She was barely twenty, but already had wrinkles imbedded in her face, from working long out under the h
A Dream Come True - AnonymousSometimes I would have dreams about her after she moved across the state. I knew her for years, and the attraction was mutual, but I was a coward. Scared half to death of letting myself follow through with the things I wanted to do. Scared half to death to be myself, I guess. We flirted. We cuddled. We lay in the same room and had trouble sleeping because we were so painfully aware the other existed. But I was a coward and because of that, nothing went further than that.A Dream Come True - Anonymous10 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Of course, in my dreams, it was always another story. I'm not a very sexual person, and I haven't quite figured out if it's because I've always been with guys, and perhaps I'm more sexually comfortable with girls, or if I'd be the same way with everyone. But in my dreams, everything is different. Everything is beautiful. I am not a coward in my dreams. When you're asleep, you can do anything.
I'd recently started having them again. The dreams, you know. So when David and Jenn told me last week that they were planning o
Torturous Good-ByeSummary: What would happen if Harry hadnt lost the Resurrection Stone?Torturous Good-Bye8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Harry sat very still, feeling slightly numb. Ron was on one side of him, Hermione on the otherthe way its supposed to be, Harry thought. But no one was happy, smiling, laughing, joking. . . .
They were inside the Burrow, waiting for the rest of the family to arrive. Harry glanced at the special Weasley clock hanging on the wallRons, Bills, Charlies, and Freds hands were all pointed to Home. Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It was too much, just sitting there, waiting for everyone when everyone wasnt coming back. He felt tears well up in his eyes and Ron wrapped his arm around Harrys shoulders. They leaned into each other, and Harry realized he was crying too, silently.
Harry reached for
YouYouve been thereYou7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Always and forever
Maybe you think I dont know it
I do, I know
Youve always been there
A comforting voice
I heard your words
Youve been there forever
A true love
I felt your heart beating
Its always been there
Beating alongside mine
I always felt your presence
Even when you werent there
You were though, werent you?
Character Interrogations - MelloCharacter Interrogations by (name censored for safety)Character Interrogations - Mello3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Misc: "Hello! I will be your hostess today. Now let's get to it shall we?" She swiveled around in her chair, getting carried away before finally stopping and facing a curtain. "Alright, our guest today is " She looked down at the notecards in her hand, trying to make out the gibberish that was her producers writing. "Uh..." Off stage someone gave the call to just drop the curtain to reveal a thin leather-clad figure.
Misc instantly perked up and squealed happily, clapping her hands together. "Mello from Death Note!" It was reasonable why Mello chose to sit as far away from her as possible. "Sorry, I'm a fan girl, but I'm mostly sane too!" She said before turning back to her cards. "Now, Mello, as I've been told, by whom I will not mention." She said. "You are cheating on your current boyfriend. Is this true?"
"No it is not. And I am not gay, that's made up by you spaztic fan girls." He said simply, crossing his arms. "W
Canada X Reader: Keep Your Head Up Laying your head down on your pillow, you stared up at the ceiling, wishing with all your might that tomorrow wouldn't come. You knew it was a futile to wish for such things, but that didn't stop you one bit. The words kept looping through your brain like a broken record.Canada X Reader: Keep Your Head Up3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
'Please don't let school come tomorrow. Please don't let school come tomorrow. Please don't let school come tomorrow '
With every loop through the phrase, you became drowsier and drowsier until finally you
*Short Time Skip*
Beep Beep Beep!
Lazily rolling over to stare at the clock, you laid there in silence as you switched the clock off.
'It came the dreaded day actually came '
The EndThe End6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Summer's days are passing by,
warm orange reflects in the sunset sky,
at my side, I have three friends -
will they still be there when the summer ends?
I'm losing myself to the autumn winds,
following the path that winds and bends,
down to the beach with the white sand waves,
looking for the hand that reaches and saves.
I called out your name; I heard no reply,
my words fading out like the light in the sky,
if I disappear, will you know that I'm gone?
Summer is ending, the night grows long.
In a room full of light,I felt it was true,
becoming a ghost that others saw through,
I called your name, I had no voice,
summer was over, I had no choice.
The end is coming and it won't be long,
will you remember my name when summer's gone?
Will my words and my face remain in your head
long after the flowers are frozen and dead?
The last day is nearing, the light's in the sky,
will you still know me when summer's gone by?
When I fade away, will I stay with you,
even though our days together are thr
Mermaid's DreamSwimming in an endless sea,Mermaid's Dream3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Living under the water so free,
Light above, Darkness below,
Where it started, no one knows.
Searching as I transcend,
Willing to comprehend,
What more could there be,
Other than the endless sea.
Is there another world above?
It's inhabitants able to love?
What would I give,
To find a way to live,
Out of the sea,
If only it could be.
I know not of that world,
Its stories untold,
beckoning me closer,
Like a song from it's composer.
Do I stay or do I swim?
Lose some scales and gain more skin?
Should I leave what I know behind,
And seek out a brighter sky?
The Blood of My TwinThe Blood of My Twin8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
George Weasely had been fighting his heart out against a death eater, battling to save everything that his family and friends ever stood for. In the distance he heard a laugh, and knew it was his cherished twin Fred. He grinned and blew a beautiful stunning spell at the man. As his spell knocked the man twenty feet away, Georges heart leaped into his throat. Something was terribly wrong. He heard voices screaming something, but the only words he needed to hear were "No, Fred, NO!"
Percy's voice rang out the clearest in his mind, and he made a beeline to his twins body as everyone else was getting clear of it. The rush of people pulled him in their current, farther away from where he wanted, no, needed to be.
It seemed like weeks later, but in actuality it was a fair hour or more before he got to be with Freddy again. he knelt at his brothers head and held him close, in his grief, he whispered words of solace to the deafened ears. Tears stung his blue eyes as his mother threw
Dear FredDear FredDear Fred4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Mum suggested I write you this letter, told me it would make me feel better. I don't see how because you can't see it and I won't get to see your reaction to it, but I don't have anything to lose, so here we are.
It's been a year since you died. Everything is still the same, but somehow, it feels different. The joke shop is still as strong as it was with you here. Ron is helping me out but the little git doesn't appreciate my jokes and ideas as much as you did.
I miss you so much, Fred. I keep thinking about how I never got to say my final good-bye to you and tell you how much I love you. I do love you. I hope you knew that even though we never said it much to each other. Or anyone else.
I'm struggling. I'm not going to lie to you, Fred. I pretend like I am okay, I laugh, I joke around, but my heart is still hurting. I want to hug you, pull pranks with on Ron and Hermione when they start snogging, to hear you again. I pray every night hoping your having fun with Tonks, encour
Spellbound ~(Fred Weasley Love Story)~ Chapter 3Spellbound ~(Fred Weasley Love Story)~ Chapter 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
ÿþ I woke up with a pounding headache. I sat up, looking around at the empty, destroyed field surrounding me. Everything came rushing back to me. My necklace snapping off. Fred calling out to me. A hard kick to the head. I looked at the ground around me, trying to find my locket. Sure enough, it was laying right next to me. The clasp had broken. I would have to fix that as soon as I got my wand. I had no watch with me, so I couldn't tell what time it was. It was still dark though, so I couldn't have been out for that long.
I stood up, faltering on wobbly legs. I found my footing and began to walk around aimlessly. There wasn't anybody around. It seemed as if every tent had been burned. There were some that were still on fire. I kept walking until I saw a man wearing a black cloak. Relief flooded through me at the thought of another human being. I quickened my pace to get to him quickly, but stopped when I saw him point his want in the air. A light shot out of it. In the sky,
Foolish Heart.I'm a fragile thing.Foolish Heart.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm far more delicate than your mother's finest vase filled with artificial flowers and love to the brim.
I can shatter with the tiniest mistreatment.
I try to hide away in the darkest labyrinths; it's to keep myself safe.
I fear being broken once again.
I've been down that jagged path, I don't want to do it again.
But then a light finds my safe place; Awe replaces fear.
The light isn't so bad, it's soothing even.
For months we do this tango of love and grace.
I thought I could finally be safe again in the arms of a total stranger, who transformed into my lover.
Some things I didn't understand about you, but I let them go.
Your light was dangerous, it blinds from the truth.
I found that out far too late.
I'd fallen and shattered, and awaited for you to pick up the pieces.
Finally I realized that you never would.
You're empty inside; never to be satisfied.
Not even the deepest love could fill the holes in your heart.
I was a fool to fall and now I'm living with the
Love and LossIn these bright blue depthsLove and Loss3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Swimming with mystery
Memory upon memory
Rising to the surface
As I look into your eyes.
Deep in our history,
Each kiss bringing us closer
To the true definition of love.
Spiritual; our bodies and minds united
The morning light our only hindrance
The only shadow to our happiness.
But now as we stand face to face,
Our mutual presence
Sparking the same images to appear,
The same lines to be heard
In our pained minds
Old, forgotten words
Meaningless to others
But send us into a different world
A world devoid of happiness
A world filled with misery
Half of my heart aching in longing
Convincing my mind
That we were made for each other.
The other half crying out
Trying to be heard
Over the passion of the other.
Wary and cautious;
Urging me to step backwards
And seek out
What drew us apart
All those years ago.
''Perfect''''Perfect''4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She walks so confident and prideful
Like she is the hottest in the world
But honestly she should feel shameful
She stays away from carbs
She dresses like a whore
The boys say shes so easy to score
She is nasty and mean
Other girls are so jealous
Thinking she's fat
But they all say shes perfect
And noone can argue with that
Should this idea of perfect
Make other girls cry
Is it even healthy
Forcing yourself to puke
I mean really, I don't get it
What, does it make you look wealthy?
Do boys really find all those girls beautiful?
That they girl they find 'hot' or 'sexy'
Is that even provable?
What about other girls who try to be this way
Is the concept to be 'perfect' is you have to be
Anorexic or pregnant
I mean is that really okay?
No girl should feel this way
No matter what people say
You should be what you want
No matter how others may taunt
You should be what you want to be
No matter what others think
That is the main thing to see
Moving ForwardI was folding up your lettersMoving Forward3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rub my tired eyes
Got to grab my coat
I thought I'd left it by the door
Leave to take a walk
Sit down right on the floor
Few deep breaths just for thought
A tear I cry no more
I told you I was good
Gotten over it before
That I still love you more
Than you will ever know
You try to live the future
But you keep tripping on the past
What happened is all done for now
Please try to make us last
AloneBy myself, I feel okay.Alone3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't have to say anything.
There's nothing to explain.
By myself, I feel sane.
Silence coats the air.
But I can't help to think
Of all the fights that have seared my ears.
Of fighting with my sister
Never hitting hard enough
To actually hurt.
Gritting my teeth before
Yelling at my mother.
When I am alone, I still feel unloved.
By my mother, family in general, and nonexistent friends.
Many of whom I've pushed far from me.
I only have myself to blame when I feel lonely.
Sitting by myself, I feel angry.
That Mom doesn't love me.
That I don't try hard enough for Aunt Mimi.
Who was ready to bite my head off for getting a 'C.'
I may be lonely, but solitude is the only option.
I don't feel the piercing pang of disappointment.
Sometimes I can numb it with TV.
Letting all my mistakes fade temporarily.
King of the forest Chapter 1King of the ForestKing of the forest Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The afternoon light of Equestria was glowing dim through the branches and leaves of the everfree forest as the summer breeze gently pulled the leaves. The tranquil silence was broken by a zap nearby revealing a lavender mare with a small purple dragon riding her back in the small glade. '' so why did we have to go here again? '' the small dragon asked, the mare gave a small irritated sigh in response
''I already told you Spike, i need to catch up on my studies on the flora of the inner everfree forest.'' she elaborated as she pulled out a book from her saddlebag. The dark green cover showing a golden thread flower bearing the title '' floras of the everfree forest '' the book had of course never been completely finished.
Due to the fact that everypony was far too scared to go into the forest to study the flora only a few ponys had contributed to the books making and the result had been a short guide to the flora of the forest. Much of which was still unknown to ponyk
HappyIf you're happy, I'm happyHappy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If you're ok, so am I
But I am so lonely
I am being devoured by my sorrow
The sadness that runs too deep
A brand on my neck
Blood screaming from my hands
I wish I was the smile on your mouth
The laughter in your daydreams
The flavor of strawberries on your tongue
I'm so hungry
So starved of the safety I have in your arms
Desperate for you affection
Such a pathetic sight
Me, begging on my hands and knees
Longing to belong With nobody but you
I've never had anybody smile at me the way you do
Or make me feel so at ease
I'm pathetic for wanting you
Craving you so greedily
But loving you so carefully
Kataang: DanceI stared at my feet at the dance party Aang was trowing for the kids at his Fire Nation school. No one asked me to dance. I was a wallflower. All of a sudden, I saw a hand. It was Aangs!Kataang: Dance8 years ago in General More Like This
"May I...have this dance?" My heart raced and I grew all nervous.
"B-B-But my shoes aren't meant for dancing a-a-and I'm not sure if I CAN dance a-"
"Just take my hand and follow my lead." His voice calmed my nerves. I took his hand and was pulled to dance floor. All of sudden, everyone was watching me. Us. When I pointed that out, he just said,
"Don't worry. It's just you and me." I was no longer a wallflower: I was Cinderella. I noticed Aang was...different. Was it my wild imagination, or was he...handsome? Not the omg-ur-so-cute-cheek-pinching kind of handsome, but the omg-ur-so-hot-make-out kind of handsome. I was defiantly Cinderella alright, and Aang was my Prince Charming. When we danced I felt the heat. When we did the final dip, his grey eyes looked deep into my own sky blue. I could