The Death of BaldrThe Death of Baldr6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Death of Baldr
Author: Alysandra D.
Notes: By some twist of fate, or insanity, I have decided to enter the Elves mythology contest. In the seemingly limitless tales of norse mythology I have heard over the years, The Death of Baldr has always been my favourite. Lokis treachery in some ways amused me, and I thought his cleverness admirable, if that makes sense. Now, enough rambling, and on with the story.
Long-eared Baldr was the fairest of the elves,
He was the sun to the moon, and the light to the dark,
Always dancing, ever laughing,
His gaiety was limitless.
But by and by, long-eared Baldr grew pale,
Laughing less, dancing none,
His fair wife Nanna, with her pointed ears, asked;
Husband, how fare you?
To Nanna he replied;
My dream is my enemy, I shall be killed and none in this court
Of laughing, dancing elves can save me.
And Baldr would not smile.
Fair Nannas lip trembled, and she rushed,
Falling at the gnarled elf Odins
Inner Hellit's easy to say get over itInner Hell9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's easy to say move on
it's easy to just forget
when you still see the sun
but when your world is darkness
and your heart is ice
people think your cold inside
but they just don't pay the price
they never know the depths of it
they never know the pain
cause even when you tell them
your tears are all in vane
they always tell you to cry it out
they say it's wrong to fight
they tell you nothing will ever change
until you walk in light
but they never understand your rage
they never understand your soul
they never understand your truly lost
and live without a goal
so you walk the streets a drunken fool
gettin coked up, gettin high
you stalk the alleys in the night
wishin that you could die
they say you should move on
they say you'll live past it
but what they can't comprehend
is when you throw a fucking fit
becuase it eats away inside you
it tears away at your mind
it makes hell look pathetic
becuase it's a place you just can't find
so day after day you put up
Evolution of the MindIn the time when love was forsakenEvolution of the Mind11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and each gleaming dream forgotten
your importance shone.
Despite the fact you were, perhaps,
gone for good,
I knew in my heart (and in my soul)
peace could be made
if only I could have one lingering
with your inspirational pain
wrapped around like bitter tears
over my silent heart.
My regret flashes slowly
over pictures in my mind
perverting joyous memories.
But through this sorrow,
I have one solace, that
knowledge of what you are to me.
Your lessons now are heeded,
simple love or complex care,
hidden tears tucked away
into a deeply cloaked soul.
Distance became a dream
and the dream yet remains
of that karma, that chemistry...
And your special type of wonderful
gently forced me to see
the stark and glory-blackened truth
even when you were no longer there.
Toilet HumourThere is something to be said for graffiti found in toilet cubicles. And I mean real toilet graffiti, not just the uninspired tags that rebellious teenagers scribble across walls. Real graffiti that has absolutely no artistic merit (that stuff is saved for the bus interchanges), and is usually witty. Mostly wryly-observed commentary about today's social standards.Toilet Humour7 years ago in General More Like This
That, or toilet humour. But it's understandable.
To tell you the truth, though, I think graffiti has been going downhill since the '80s. Oh, sure, street art has flourished, but it seems nowadays that people are quite happy to bitch about the world's problems in public, instead of saving them for a quiet moment in the public loo with a permanent marker.
But, if we're being serious here for a moment, it's rather pathetic the obsession I have with graffiti in public toilets. I'm a 20-something who thinks that toilet humour is funny. I don't actually vandalise myself (I'm much too respectable for that) but the witticism
Wolf's BaneA pungent smell wafted into the room causing its occupant to stir sleepily. A deep groan was heard as the figure in bed moved towards the odor.Wolf's Bane5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Hmmm my favorite, Wolfs Bane, said the dark haired male rising slowly from the linen sheets, leaving a disgruntled Pahates curled at the end of the bed and a suspiciously empty spot where Nefertari would have slept.
The sound of a great wooden door opening and bare feet padding on stone could be heard throughout the halls of the palace. Forestalling the makeup and jewelry, Ramses strode straight to the cavernous kitchen from which that heavenly smell was originating from.
Dalin is that what I think it is, he asked walking over to his green eyed friend, whats the occasion?
Dalin looked up from the simmering pot and replied sighing, Its the anniversary of your marriage to Nefertari, or did you forget again?
Ramses blushed scarlet and stammered a bit, while Dalin just sm
Ghetto Philosophies...perceptions adjusted, no longer on point/Ghetto Philosophies...7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
lifes questions remain unanswered/
become the king of ur own soul.../
refuse to get sucked into the hole - keep control/
we all pretending, the catch is u think its real/
thoughts & feelings congeal - no distinction/
any attempt to untangle could end up with ur extinction/
join the collection of lost prophets prior to ur existence/
recollections of the future bombard my mind state/
and i ponder my fate... will i survive my life? maybe its too late/
live for the moment.. not the past nor the future/
heed me, heed ur heart - we're the same, realise we're not apart/
comfort zones serve only to make sure we stay alone/
thru the wasteland of my mind i roam, lookin for my home/
searching with a fine toothed comb, im a slave to a life i dnt condone/
its time i finally became me, its time i finally became free/
Poem For HimYou Threw it all away.Poem For Him6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your love, my heart.
You wanted to forget.
But promised me you'd stay,
And youre not here anymore.
These streetlights still glow,
Through our old favorite places
There's not a soul or a voice.
I recognize anymore.
Those stars were our dreams.
They've all flown away.
I am driftwood.
You let go of my hands.
Goodbye for now.
Your eyes are fading lights.
Your laughter is dying Music.
I see the cities
I see the streets
They were all ours.
For you & I.
Where we used to go
But Your there alone now
-Heart-Every time I see your picture,-Heart-6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have to stop awhile.
I have to take a bit
to sit and think,
and ponder at your smile.
How can you be so beautiful?
So perfect in every way?
From your soul to your face
it makes me wonder every day.
How much it makes me love you,
so perfect that you are,
I really don't deserve you,
and can never expect to get far.
But even knowing that so truly,
a mere IM can hit so hard.
I want to hold you in my arms,
for you to be all mine.
I want you forever,
oh it would be divine.
1 + 1 + 1 equals...processing.Food. Fooooooooooooood.1 + 1 + 1 equals...processing.8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The refrigerator is full of things that are still processing. Raw chicken parts lazily marinating in a pool of something brown and salty that supposedly makes it taste better. (I hate chicken most of the time, so I tend not to notice.) Green-flavored jell-o solidifies next door, a puddle of regular green flavor wiggling on its surface. I hate processing. I take an apple.
Fifteen minutes later the apples have become processed (gross) and stand as little benches of apple slice supporting five tons of peanut butter and chocolate-covered espresso beans. (Everything that doesn't have caffeine automatically should. This is why I don't eat chicken.)
The phone rings, but I stare out the window until it stops. I can't hear the sound of the machine and my father's distorted booming voice over the rain outside.
Rain. I hear my eyelashes curl in the humidity. The sharp twang of hairs coiling like spent piano strings. The slow hum of sweat gathering underneath my neck. The s
We are Electric, You and IWe are electric, you and I.We are Electric, You and I8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our first kiss made the power surge…
We pulled away in laughter.
Our second conjured lightening
from the rain drenched
Your glasses freckled with raindrops.
Sixteen droplets. I counted.
Each one magnified brilliant
eyes that I kissed with my own.
Your kisses fuel my childish heart
like lollipops and root beer floats
with vanilla ice cream foam.
They taste much better
when your lips taste them too.
My lips energize when yours find mine…
I feel static in my fingertips
every time they brush your face.
We are electric, you and I.
Like A BulletI am alone. It is dark.Like A Bullet7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cry but am not heard.
In the land of my hopes
and dreams I am forever
with out a clue. I wish
to walk a path but am
afraid to take a step,
I've known nothing but
fear and regret in my
foresaken life. I am
crippled by indecision
like a bullet to the spine.
What should I do? Please
some one help me along.
Nudge me in some direction
be it right or wrong. I wish
to walk a path but am afraid
to take a step. I've known
nothing but fear and regret
in my forsaken life.
I am alone. It is so dark.
I cry out loud but am not heard.
Baby Cake"Baby cake, Baby cake!"Baby Cake7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The clapping game of the next generation.
pain pain ache.
Get to the baker, baby cakes to make.
Kill it and cut it and grind it up with glee
Baker made the cake all outta you for me.
Scream it out, Let it out,
knife in your back.
Blood is dripping, you are ripping, on the rack.
He'll break you so watch out when the moon begins to shine
That murderous baby baking baker of mine.
why?why am i filled with so much hate?why?7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
why do i feel so much pain?
why am i always left heartbroken?
can anyone answer me
can anyone hear my cry
what if i wanna be alone
look at me and tell me how to live my life
and i'll tell you to go die.
all i wanted was to be comforted
but insted they killed my insides and ripped me apart
when i was cold and wanted a blanket they threw me out in the snow.
when it can to me getting help
they all told me i was fine!
un namedun named7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Momma always said
life is like a box of
chocolate, but what
if i dotn want chocolate?
Or in a box?
Thats only a movie line
but for my life its how I
live. Why me, maybe I
want life to be like a clean
Like starting over, maybe
I'm not getting acceppted
in this antfarm. I get a
little bruise, a little bruise
leads to a cut, a cut leads
to a drop of blood, a drop
of blood fowards to death.
Death is something I'm
scared of, so why am I
dead? THIS IS LIFE SO
painpain8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You will not succeed in school,
If you think that drugs are cool.
They can hurt your friends and you,
I'm not lying this is true!
If you're asked to take a sniff,
Be assertive, not scared stiff!
Say, "I'm sorry, but I shan't,
I would rather eat eggplant!"
If you drink and then you drive,
Someone's life you may deprive!
Meth makes you high,
If you take it, you can die!
If you want to take steroids,
Don't, because you'll be destroyed!
Now you've seen my point of view,
I choose no drugs, but do you?
hide and seekhide and seek8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i try to find that hiding spot
the one where we used to go,
trying to remember wat i was taught.
once,way long ago.
Best FriendsBest Friends8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
She lay awake in the middle of the night
the dripping of a broken pipe her only solitude
Thoughts separating her from everyone else In their own prison
weighed down by the white and black suit she's in pursuit of an answer
Questioning her feelings and actions lost in a state of mind
Maybe it's my fault for everything she believes in such a gullable memory
How is it that my memory, our memory, is so gullable? That we are that of the same person now?
Reach out to me and hear this thanks though the heavens don't carry me.
"Just do it quickly" "I don't wanna feel again" "You'll understand soon enough"
Words spread through your mind a shakey finger manged to pull the trigger
After that shot feeling more and more imprisoned. More retricted the tighter the cuffs
And this thanks also a sorry for I see the end. I just wish it would come quicker
I lay awake, the middle of night
my only solitude
These thoughts seperate me
I'm in a different prison
My thoughts gullable li
InsanityInsanity8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Don't stop the blood running down my wrist
It takes away the pain of that kiss
That kiss you gave her meant for me
The pain of this broken heart will dominate me
Talk to me and kiss me with more lies
I wanna know why you smile every time I cry
Is it cause you'll desert me with a promise?
So I'll keep you away with knives, poison, and crosses
Hide behind your imagination where every thing's the same
And I won't find you while your pretending
Because you don't care, So I don't care, if you care
So stop pretending
But you know that I don't care So why keep pretending?
But I'm pretending you here so chances is you've already stopped
Or haven't started to pretend with
This paranoia is so confusing and I just hear more lies
It's hard not to repeat this words, the words of truth
And the only one who can here my cries
Never believe them and listen to you
Some might call me crazy for this obsession
But they just don't under
Tears Dont LieI guess you said these things to impress meTears Dont Lie8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
give me butterflies in the stomach
But they are all decinigrating in the acid
crying out your name
Check my Wrists and weep the sorrows but todays tears never count for tommorows
In pen i write your name on my wrists
It replaces cuts, slices and slits
the ink sinks red into my skin
I look at it and remember my suffering
The tears of our love bleed out my eyes
Tears Dont Lie
The tears show all the secrets you kept
For every secret i have wept
.:Let.Me.Fly:..:Let.Me.Fly:.8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As i sit here at my window sill,
i think of everything thats happened,
think of everything
you've done to me
think of everything
thats going though my head
When i talk to you
its like im not here
its like you hate me
its like im...nothing
when i look at the sky
i see the stars
and i see that you may
never be with me
and as the breeze hits my toes
i feel your here
trying to be free
As i release a tear
As it trickles down my cheek
i think of you
and how we may never be together
and how that i may never see you again
nor talk to you
i want this pain to stop!
and out of the corner of my eye
i see a sharpe blade
i pick it up
and slide it across my wrists
for the LAST time.
and all my thoughts of you dissapear,
and all my thoughts of this life disovle.
and all my thoughts of this pain goes.
So heres my Last Good Bye.
Demon inside...Now he's seen the sick soul inside,Demon inside...8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He cannot believe
His little girl has died,
The once so precious
Is now eated alive,
By the dull, dark, demented,
HolesHoles7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Running my hands up her legs
Runing them over her stockings
They arent smooth
Like good girls keep them
They are full of holes
More not there then they are
Some people scorn her
"cant even keep her stockings decent"
I dont care about them
I dont care about her clothes
Her stockings are full of holes
Her skirt is short and jagged
She wears a corset not a shirt
And her makeup is dark
I dont care how she looks
I Love this girl
From her black, black eyes
To her hole filled stockings
StartingThunder was all I could hear. Thick, heavy raindrops fell down on top of me, touching skin and chilling me to my bone. When I looked to the sky all I saw were the bushy branches from the trees. My arm was nearly impossible to move but I managed to limp forward. But I had barely moved anywhere before my legs buckled underneath me and I collapsed, I looked down at my left leg and realized why I was so weak.Starting7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Silver chains had been wrapped around each ankle, and each time I moved they would dig deeper into my skin. I let myself fall to the leaf covered ground and I looked up through the tree branches and found the moon, full and glowing. I let out a howl; it was full of hurt and cold, of the pain that each step gave me and the hope of finding a home.
"We ride!" At those two words I kicked my Friesian mare to a gallop. Hours before now a farmer had heard a horrible howl from the forest. He said it sounded full of pain and now a group of fourteen to fifteen soldiers, including myself, were o
HeavyHeavy heartHeavy8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here, take my jacket, you're cold
Too heavy to rise
Too heavy to move
Too heavy to consume
I feel so bad telling you the truth
Collapsed because of fear
Collapsed because of lethargy
Collapsed because of love
Collasped because on the inside... I'm empty