City Of GlassThere is no sun to let the glass sparkle but somehow I doubt it would. Normally thousands of colors are hidden deep within the clear material... But not even colors can exist in a place where no one believes in them.City Of Glass8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This is my city.
A city only for me.
No other life is allowed.
No one else but me can survive here.
It had not always been like this.
This city of glass is gigantic. Even the smallest walls reach high into the sky, their surface just as smooth as any other one here, the edges just as sharp.
It's so easy to get cut here. Only I know my way around without getting wounded, but my skin is scarred in many places. I had to learn the hard way.
Some of the crystal spires seem to touch stars no longer visible in the ever gray twilight. There is no sun, no clouds, no wind. No rain nor snow. Not anymore.
They vanished after I stopped believing in them.
This complex labyrinth stretches over miles and miles. I can walk for years without reaching the outer walls again. I've
Chapter 11: HerobrineThe man in leather armor and apron, who owned the Bar where we had recently found salvation, pushed the three of us towards the corner of the room, supposedly to give us some safe haven from the monster that neared. San spoke up, "But Dusty, what if he--" He put a hand over her mouth, cutting her off. He slowly pulled his hand away and quickly wrapped his arms around her, and she did the same. He gently pushed her away and looked deeply into her teary eyes, speaking softly, "I'll be alright; the only thing that matters to me is that you're safe. I could never forgive myself if I let anything happen to you." He then stomped his foot on an uneven floorboard and the floor beneath us moved, letting us fall into a dark room that lay hidden beneath the building, cobwebs and small red torches hanging in the corners of the room. He poked his head over the edge of the hole that we fell through and looked to San, "If I don't make it There's a lever on the wall that will give you andChapter 11: Herobrine3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 12: Herobrine's Twisted WorldI could see nothing, but I could feel someone's lips against mine, and air being pushed into my lungs. My eyes begin to open, and above me I see a blurry figure with a green hoodie and blue hair. "S- San?" I ask, causing her to instantly hug me, relieved that I was still alive. She helped me sit up from my position on the ground as I tried to analyze the red landscape and bright lights that surrounded me that remained indistinct, and ignore my pounding headache. "Just try to relax," San said, putting an arm on my shoulder, "Your body may take a bit to recuperate after being dead." It took a few seconds for what she said to set in, and when it did, I nearly fell back onto the ground. "Dead?!" I asked frantically, "H- How long? What killed me?!" San shrugged, "I don't really know how long..." But before she could answer my second question, I heard a distant voice, "Did you forget about Herobrine?" I looked in its direction, and saw a blurry figure in black beginning to walk towards me acChapter 12: Herobrine's Twisted World3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Boy with the Silver HairSun sets. Moon rises.Boy with the Silver Hair8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Stars shine bright.
And I wake up to see a face of the night.
I look out my window
and what do I see there?
On the grass sits a boy with silver hair.
I don't know whether I'm still dreaming,
or whether my mind lies
but he looks back at me with his calm blue eyes.
I follow him outside and
I sit next to him out in the cold.
In his arms, he keeps me in his hold.
We stare off into the dark sky
both of us wondering so
as his blade of light emits a golden glow
Something about him makes me feel safe
like I want to make him mine
As the moon makes his long white-silver hair shine.
In his warming arms, I start to doze
and I fall asleep at his side.
With him, I have nothing to hide.
He just holds me close, as if to protect me
from the horrors of the day.
Yet he does not say.
He just gently puts me to bed
and disappears with the night.
Then came the light.
His sword shone bright, the sun appeared
then he was gone.
Of him, I grew fond.
So I wake with the morning,
my heart heav
RegretRegret10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This song is revenge for
breaking my heart
You don't know how much
it made me hurt
but I'm going to make you
regret the day that you
The day that made you
cheat on my faith in you
Now all you are to me
is jusy a mommory
Not worth anything to make me
look back on our history
History ia all you are
This song is revenge for
breaking my heart
You don't know how much
it made me hurt
I'll attack you when
you pass me in the halls
Not phisically, but
emotionally through my
I'll attack you evrey time
I need to
I'll kill you
make you're ears bleed
You're mouth run
This song is revenge for
breaking my heart
You don't know how much
it made me hurt
You're a fucking loser
You never deserved my trust
Evrey thing you ever touched
just turns to dust
I'll fucking kill you
because you're oppologies
arn't anything true
I'll make you're ears bleed
and you're mouth run dry
You'll regret the day
BS 2 - Ker's EntryBS 2 - Ker's Entry6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Loud noises of explosions along with the bright flashes of the following flames, like music in his ear and the greatest celebration fireworks for his eyes. Same with the screams of panic and pain. Irken screams. Maybe other alien types too but they were irrelevant. What counted was the Irkens and their body counts.
He laughed maniacally like someone who just finally got a joke and in desperately need of a tight fitting straightjacket. Which wasnt completely off when it was about this certain albino specimen of a loony Vortian on the loose, standing his 4'3" tall on the random wreck of what could have been a transport unite once, still slightly burning from the explosion which had turned it into this stage. This was his happy place, in the middle of the raging chaos he had created himself. His attention span or lack of same had already made him long gone forget where he was and how he had gotten there. All he cared about was it was Irken area. With lots of scream
FakeFake10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My plates are made of plastic
A regal shade of blue
As are my knives and forks and spoons
And serving dishes, too.
If, by some chance I stumble,
As I am passing by
And knock them off the table
They do not break....they do not die.
I have two plastic goldfish
Within a plastic bowl
To ease a troubled soul.
As long as I am careful
To keep the batteries dry
They'll swim along forever
They do not sink....they do not die.
I have a cocker spaniel
I named my buddy Ruff.
He doesn't run or chase a ball -
How can he when he's stuffed?
But he is always there for me.
Where I am-there he lies
And, though he'll never lick my face,
He does not leave....he does not die.
Your picture hangs above my bed.
The glass and frame are fake
But if it falls down from the wall
It has no chance to break.
Your beauty takes my breath away.
Your smile of sweet delight
Dispels the gloom from my small room;
Illuminates the night.
I place my fingers on your cheek
And, teardrops in my eye,
On The Lonely StreetsUpon her face, she wears a maskOn The Lonely Streets8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
So no one sees her pain and asks
All the troubles that cloud her mind
And the past she's left behind.
She wears a smile, though she cries
When darkness falls upon the skies.
Her whispered words are lost to sighs
In her heart, a part has died.
No one knows the pain she feels
A secret kept but she learned to deal
Holding in emotions kept
Demons haunt as she slept.
Passions lost because they told
Her time was short. She's growing old.
Love has come and love has gone
But she doesn't know how to move on.
Within her heart she speaks a name
But he doesn't feel the same.
And so she watches from afar
Hoping one day to become his star.
Upon her face, though old and torn
Is a story she's always worn.
It tells of a love that once was strong
Until her life came falling down.
Now outside, she walks the streets
Humming along to a drowned out beat
Thinking of his smile and times before
Staring up upon his door.
But she knows within he doesn't care
All and all life's not
SPN DreamSPN Dream4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sam and Dean approached the rundown old house, shotguns in hand. Sam tried the doorknob. Locked. He took a step back and kicked the door with all his strength. The door flew open and Sam took a few steps inside. Just then, the door hit a chair that was sitting behind it and bounce back fast, whacking Sam in the face. Sam cried out, stumbling back and falling off the front steps, landing flat on his back.
Dean jogged down the steps and stopped at his brother's side, completely forgetting about the spirit they were supposed to be hunting. This was just too priceless to not make fun of him for. He looked down at him, fighting a smile. Sam's nose was bleeding, and he looked dazed. Dean couldn't help but laugh.
"Dude, two words," he said between laughs. "Epic. Fail."
Sam glared at him and let out a sigh. After a long moment of complete mental silence, Sam heard himself admit, That was an epic fail...
Loss of it all..Loss of it all..5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"How are the new orders going?"
"They are behind schedule but seem positive in reaching the deadline, Mr. San. One of the machines needed a check-up after someone got worried about the noises it was starting to make. The technician says there shouldn't be any problems with it from now on, sir."
At first sight, any stranger would compare the likeness between the two Vortians to determine them as father and son as a possible relation. Both had a snow white shade of skin that made them stand out in the factory hall's dark metallic designs surrounding them and both had the same triangle-curled horns.
"They say that every time, but the second a new sound appears, all work gets stopped to call the technician once again to look at it."
"I know, sir. But better safe than sorry."
The younger and thinner Vortian's polite address of the elder before him, with quite more belly hiding underneath his uniform, would make the viewer rethink their theory of their relations. The younger, respectful Vort
Randy Orton QuotesRandy Orton Quotes4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
"Hey Vickie. How about you come down to this ring and reprimand me to my face!" (to Vickie Guerrero at RAW during the Randy/Edge feud)
"Tonight another legend dies!"
"Now get out of my face!" (to Nexus on an episode of RAW weeks before MITB)
"I'm not going to hit that bullseye with a bow or a spear but with an R-K-O." (to Sheamus a week before they battle each other for the WWE championship at SummerSlam)
"That's like starring in a summer blockbuster and going to hardcore porn." (to Kurt Angle about going from main eventing WrestleMania to ECW.)
"Not only am I better looking...I'm just plain better."
"The only true phenom ..is me."
"Roddy, how many times have you won a World Championship?!"
"I'm The Legend Killer, Shawn! Why? 'Cause I kill LEGENDS!" (towards Shawn Michaels)
"It's not arrogance, it's just destiny."
"I'm going to the main event of WrestleMania! Where're you going?" (to Rey Mysterio)
"There's a new sexy boy now!" (Towards Shawn Michaels)
"There's no stopping Randy Or
What Crazy Reality Is This? Sideos opened his eyes.What Crazy Reality Is This?8 years ago in Humor More Like This
Immediately the blurry world of his bedroom came into view, so he quickly closed them again as the computer, detecting he was awake, automatically turned the lights on. He lifted and hand up and massaged the space in between his eyes, groaning as he slowly woke up.
He yawned and turned over in his bed, Good- He stopped when he saw the empty space next to him. His face fell. Oh.
He shook his head and sat up, wiping the sleep from his dark purple eyes and yawning again. He swung his legs around of his bed, revealing his red pyjama pants and his otherwise clothes-less green form. His stretched his thin, almost skinny form and he stood up, revealing himself to be of his almost five foot in height. He linked his fingers and stretched for a final time, cracking his fingers and popping his joints.
How I Kept The PenThe sun outside is shiningHow I Kept The Pen8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This pen is very bright
I find it sort of blinding
But I guess that is alright.
You let me borrow it today
So it makes this pen very cool
I don't want to give it away
At the end of school.
You are my best friend
To let me use your pen
And I hope you let me borrow it again
Yeah, I really love this pen.
It's so orange and pretty
And my favorite color
I'm running out of things to rhyme
So I guess this poem will have to end
Lizzy you rock
For letting me use your pen
Lost Angel Forgive me if I'm only a Little AngelLost Angel8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Forgive me if I lost my silver wings
To fly higher and higher
The Never Asked QuestionsThe Never Asked Questions7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I never ask questions, as a good soldier shouldnt. I simply follow my orders without hesitations. Thats how you are brought up in a place like the Irken Empire. In most cases, it is because the Irken race is nothing more than drones blindly following any order from a superior. Others can have this in mind, that they are not really blind and mindless machines, but know theres nothing you can do about it and if you wish to fit in, to keep your job and maybe in some cases your life you do as told, without asking questions about anything.
That is how you get brought up in the Irken Empire.
Im one of those whom never ask my questions out loud. I keep them in my head, in my mind; closed away from everyone. A good soldier does not ask, does not speak up, but I do not have many questions anyway. In the Empire, many questions can simply be replied with thats just how it is or because the T
I Love YouYou are always thereI Love You7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You give me strength
And for all of this
I must give you thanks
It should be
The other way around
I should be helping you
When you are down
So when the pain is too much to bear
and I cannot be there
Take this poem and read it through
And know that I will always love you!
Internet ConnectionWhen we typed those very first words,Internet Connection9 years ago in Ballad More Like This
how could we possibly have known;
our words would bring us so close
and this beautiful love would be sown.
The words we exchanged as friends;
made their way into our hearts.
Then they became words of love,
with hopes and dreams to impart.
How can you fall so much in love,
with someone who you have not met?
Because it is the words which reveal,
the heart of a person on the internet.
Your words made it so easy for me,
for your heart and soul to perceive.
And when love is based on words alone,
falling in love isn't so hard to conceive.
I don't need to see a picture of you,
or to even hear the sound of your voice.
As it is the person who you are inside,
which made you my dreams only choice.
Our hearts traveled towards each other,
and bridged the gap between the miles.
There is no distance between two hearts,
when it's your love that the bridge compiles.
Neo Knight Genesis - IntroNeo Knight Genesis - Intro4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You always protected me father up to your last breath, but in protecting me you left me with a burden as well father. I was only seven when you left me father and yet I was to be the leader of Antares House. I knew little of being a leader I was afraid for I did not know what to do. Nor did uncle for he had his own house lead and the rest of the Knights. Despite my age I had to take charge of the House I was not prepared for the responsibility I had on my hands at least not at my age at the time. It's been ten years since then father and here I stand at your grave with the House to honor you father and even through the toughest times we pulled through united, for when the day to receive my blessing from uncle to be the true leader of Antares House I received my name from the members of the House which indicated they gave me their blessing. Father for ever will you be honored not just as the founder of Antares House but as Elite Neo Knight Antares. And I your daughter Jael Aremey Carriz
Train songTrain songTrain song8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
rusting bus shelters
a single battered car
waits at the barrier
a train is a cocoon:
both inside and outside
Here is the place
where trees blur the line
between dark brown and azure.
Reflections in the window.
Outside a tiny village station
a single bulb illuminates
a lone kiosk. Silhouette
of a dog in the back yard.
Tracing the outline of what is
no foothills or factories
block the view:
sky kisses earth
on both cheeks.
Memories buried in the soil:
pearl of great price.
left behind between
is beginning to melt
at last, tinted pink
by afternoon dust.
The window of the compartment
ScaredScared10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Make it go away
You don't want to feel it anymore
Messed up on the inside
Lost on the outside
Make it stop
You don't want to feel that anymore
Confused all the time
Make it leave
You don't want to feel this anymore
The past hunts your mind
Pain felt once again
Make it disappear
You don't want to feel anything anymore
The future holds no hope
Hurting your soul
Make it die
You don't want to feel anymore
The present is gone
Just end this life