The ROTC Cadet's PrayerLord, keep my military knowledge true,
and let me not forget my ranks.
Lord, make my voice proud and strong,
so that I may yell clearly.
Lord, make my faces sharp,
and allow me to keep in step.
Lord, bless my marching,
as if it were You I was marching for.
Lord, bless my uniform,
and keep it clean through the day.
Lord, bless my shoes and belt buckle,
make them shine like the gates of heaven.
And Lord, watch my garrison cap,
and please don't let it fall in my face while marching!
REBEL BATTALION IS THE BEST BATTALION HUH!
Lost ForeverI long to have you near me as we once wereLost Forever6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To have your touch against my skin
But youll never be next to me again
You left me with no reason
And Im lost without you
No one to hold me the same way
No one to protect me the same
My tears now comfort me
Darkness eludes my thinking
Life suffocating my dreams
Suffocating my happiness
How can I stand to be without you?
How could you leave me as you did?
How could I live on?
Ive become jealous of the cold ones
The ones that stay with you
The ones that have you
I long to be next to you once again
I want to be where you are
Safe in the ground as you
But you wont let me
Why cant you just leave me?
Just let me be?
I cant live without you
But I cant die either
Im cursed to live a life I no longer want
To have this guilt burning my soul
To want you forever
lost lovelost love9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
how does it feel
when the person you love
is with somebody else
how does it feel
knowing you'll never be together
because your cards were already dealt
how does it feel
watching her in his arms
wishing that it were you
how does it feel
your heart being ripped out
and theres nothing you can do
how does it feel
knowing your the one for him
and he's your one and only
how did it feel
when she messed up the plan
which left you cold and lonely
how would you feel
because now i feel
that nothing really matters
love is the only fairy tale
with no happily ever after
Lost LoveDid you know?Lost Love8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It takes a minute to like someone,
and an hour to love someone,
but to forget someone takes a lifetime.
Well its true.
Cuz it describes what happen when I met you.
You can close your eyes to things you don't want to see,
but you can't close your heart to things you don't want to feel.
Its just not possible.
Just like I can't stop the rain from falling,
I can't stop my heart from loving.
Thats why I can't talk to you anymore,
its not that I'm mad at you,
Or that I HATE YOU,
its just that when I talk to you I realize how much I love you
and when I realize how much I love you,
I realize I can't have you and that kills me.
If only I never met you.
If I never met you, I wouldn't like you.
If I didn't like you I wouldn't love you.
If I didn't love you I wouldn't miss you,
but I did, I do, and I will.
And I cant do anything about it.
Its like no matter what I do,
I never seem to get close to you.
Thats why I'm pushing you away.
Cuz I want my love to die today!
I want it to
Reasons to Love Marines IIIReasons to Love Marines III10 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
111) When the Navy needed someone to guard its ships, sailors and nuclear devices, they called on Marines.
112) Best personalized license plate I: ``1775.'' It's on the commandant's car.
113) Best personalized license plate II: ``SM OF MC,'' Sergeant Major of the Marine Corps Harold Overstreet's four-wheel drive Chevy Blazer truck.
114) The Chief of Naval Operations rides in a Lincoln Town Car. Commandant Gen. Carl E. Mundy Jr. rode in a sporty Chrysler LHS sedan.
115) When the nation goes to war, the press covers the Marine Corps. During the Gulf War, there were more than 90,000 Marines in the region of a total force of 650,000. But the Corps outpaced the Army, 293 to 271, in articles about the ground war in four major newspapers. As journalist and author John Fialka put it: ``If the PR rivalry between the two services . . . had been a basketball game, the score would have been Marines 149, Army 10.''
116) Best Heroes I: Smedley D. Butler. With a name like Smedley, he had to be tough,
Army WifeShe wakes to her baby cryingArmy Wife6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She gets up
Puts on her robe,
And hurries to her
She rocks the tender baby to sleep,
Thinking of her only,
Whos lost in midst of gun-powder
And bloodshed far away.
She sleeps alone on the right side,
Looking to her side empty and cold,
She turns away from his spot,
Closes her eyes for sleep,
But only feels loneliness.
She opens her eyes and sees her love
She sighs, its only another illusion
Another dark night gone by
Day passes, no letters for a week
She begins to worry
Her baby rolls around the floor
Shed get down,
But shes already on the ground
She holds her precious tight
And look out to the sky
How long, she wonders
Her feet are cold
Her eyes a watery
Her arms are tired
Her heart is fainting
She turns again, thinking to face
Theres his handsome face
She closes her eyes and cries
Suddenly his hand is on her cheek
He smiles, a rugged smile
Shes shocked and cries again
His side is no lo
MarinesMarines9 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Pain Is The Weakness Leaving The Body
The question isn't how much more you can take. But how much more you can give. Just when your ready to quit.Your mind says push harder you listen sensing an inner strength that wasn't there before. And suddenly you discover you no longer feel pain. Now you're one of US.
Now the change is forever
Heartbreak through lost loveYou grasped my hand tightly, your warmth touching mineHeartbreak through lost love8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wrapping me tightly with gentle strong arms
Eyes dazzling like diamonds in beautiful eyes
Kissing parted pink lips that told me no lies
Those memories coming rushing back fast
Pulling me back into the dreary old past
All I tried to push away
Comes back each time you walk my way
My heart beats strong
Yearning to listen to your special song
I can't feel this way now,
Won't you please come back?
We both know we can't resist this
To feel old touch and kisses
The bird spreads its wing to fly away
Familiarity brings it back home to stay
Can't you see how I'm crazy in love
Avoiding it all with a push and a shove
My heart it can't get over you
You creep into everything I seem to do
Your face it haunts all pleasant thoughts
Turning simple happiness into dreadful knots
I really miss you, won't you please come back
Faking and pretending, it keeps me on track
But when you appear into my life
Your voice, your touch, it stabs like a knife
Our Soldiers, Our ArmyOur Soldiers, Our Army, Our ProtectorsOur Soldiers, Our Army7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some of Us,
wish to live.
Some of Us,
are Thankful for Our life.
Some of Us,
would go through Hell,
to keep Their right to be on this Earth.
Some of Us,
are actually willing to fight for their very Own breath.
are willing to fight for Your very breath.
would go through Hell,
so that You can keep your right to be on this Earth.
have a passion for living,
but not for their Own live,
would and do fight for Your live,
so You can wake-up save,
as the guns explode in Their faces.
The Truth About ForeverThe truth about foreverThe Truth About Forever8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Is that there is no truth at all
It was just a turn-a-phrase
That left me so enthralled
The truth is truly nothing but
A fictional fantasy one must learn
To believe in quixotic theories that
Like love, one must begin to yearn
For without that love there is no hope
And without aspiration one cannot thrive
Without an emotion so ardent and pure
I find it so difficult to feel alive
It's sad but true, this lesson I've learned
About losing someone so close
Someone who said he'd be with me forever
Someone in whom I was so engrossed
The truth about forever
Is but a mere dream in my head
And all the longing I felt for you
Has left me hanging by a thread.
Reasons to love the Marines IReasons to love the Marines I10 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
* United States Marine Corps Birthday: 10 NOVEMBER 1775 *
1) Best haircut. Hands down. You can't have a bad hair day with a high and tight. And you spend less on shampoo.
2) Dress blues. They're the coolest uniforms in any military worldwide.
3) Bloused trousers. Another distinctive Marine look that sets the proudest service members apart.
4) The rest of the Marine sea bag. From the Alphas to the camouflage utilities, uniforms just look better on a Marine than any other service member.
5) Marines don't wear dungarees.
6) Most respect I. When the Marines pulled out of Haiti and Somalia, the media reported the U.S. military was pulling out -- as if tens of thousands of Army troops weren't still in the country. Now that's respect.
7) Most respect II. When the Corps came back to Haiti after 60 years, an old man on the Cap-Haitien beach said ``Welcome back!''
8) Toughest mascot. The Marine Corps' is a bulldog. The Navy's: a goat.
9) Esprit de Corps. Even if you can't spell it or pronounce i
I AM METHI am MethI AM METH8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This was written by a young girl who was in jail for drug
Charges, and was addicted to Meth. She wrote this while in
Jail. As you will soon read, she fully grasped the horrors
Of the drug, as she tells in this simple, yet profound
Poem. She was released from jail, but, true to her story,
The drug owned her. They found her dead not long after.
Please keep praying. This thing is worse than any of us
I am Meth.........
I destroy homes, I tear families apart,
I take your children, and that's just the start.
I'm more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold,
The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.
If you need me, remember I'm easily found,
I live all around you - in schools and in town
I live with the rich; I live with the poor,
I live down the street, and maybe next door.
I'm made in a lab, but not like you think,
I can be made under the kitchen sink.
In your child's closet, and even in the woods,
If this scares you to death, well it certainly sh
DedicationAgain Lord?Dedication8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It happened again.
In this world that's so beautiful
A rage bursts, and lives are gone.
Is this the world where we belong?
Lives so precious so dear,
Are no longer with us
Are no longer here.
What can be done?
What can be said?
To those left behind
Is it just sympathy we spread?
Or do we learn from what happened today
And pray that evil will go far away
Where do we go to, when our world falls apart
Turning to You Lord, that is the start.
For those who are mourning I want to say
Please remember; to God I will pray
For comfort, that comes so freely from Him,
And His perfect peace, only He can bring.
Reasons to Love Marines IIReasons to Love Marines II10 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
56) Marine spouses. God love 'em. They have it then worst of any of the service spouses. They endure six-month deployments and one- and two-year unaccompanied tours. The ones who survive a career are as tough as the Marines they married.
57) Marine kids. God loves them more. They know the meaning of duty, honor and country at too young an age.
58) The Air Force. Aren't you glad you're not an airman? They're pampered, yet they still find time to whine.
59) The Army. They get all the best equipment first and Marines still do it better.
60) The Navy. Give them credit. They have it almost as tough as Marines. But who wants to be a limo service?
61) The Coast Guard. Tell the truth: If you couldn't be a Marine, would you be a Coastie? In those powder blue uniforms? Not on your life!
62) CH-46. Say a Hail Mary and climb aboard. Nobody makes 'em anymore, but Marine ingenuity keeps 'em flying. And with a safety record that's nothing short of a miracle.
63) The Close Combat Manual.
A child's armyI was never good enoughA child's army6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I stood against the wall,
My back melting into the paint
My parents kept me under fire
Shooting Teflon coated word into my ears
Why cant you do anything right?
I tried to shut them out,
Again and again,
Retreating to my room,
Frantically waving the white flag,
Stained with my own blood
I covered my ears in front of the dressers mirror.
The reflection mocked me cruelly,
Testament to their assault.
I closed my eyes,
I didnt want to see tears fall.
I was worse than useless.
I hid myself behind toy pistols,
And they fought to get inside,
To break me down into perfection
I never let them see that pain,
Those open wounds that had no notion
Of ever sealing shut
Perhaps thats why,
They thought I didnt hear.
Teen years are considered rebellious years.
These are the years we start
Lost SoulsDear Love,Lost Souls7 years ago in General More Like This
Its raining. Not the gentle calm rains in the middle of a season that make you re-evaluate the beauty of nature even in the worse of storms, but a more cruel rain. The wind howls and through the small crack in the wall sinks into this dank room and chills me. Im reminded of a wolfslick, quick, and I have fallen under attack. Im a prey to this weather; it can play such cruel tricks to my mood. A melancholy feeling has entered my soul, gnawing away at the warmth of my heart. The rain seems to represent an endwashing away the past with the fury of an ex-girlfriend ripping to shred old love letters and throwing away possessions she thought you would never want to see again.
I wonder if I will ever see you again.
Sometimes I wonder whatever would possess me to write such a letter, to you, long gone and moved on. Two souls, two hearts, who had desperately hoped to become one. Yet somehow the mold did not quite seem to fit. I wonder why. I look up at t
Mad WorldDib hated this. He hated this place. He hated having to come here every second Saturday of every month to see him.Mad World8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Yet he did. Every second Saturday, Dib journeyed up to the asylum to see him. Despite the looks, the whispers, the general disapproval, Dib kept to his self-made promise.
He wasn't sure why. Maybe it was because of what had happened. Maybe it was because he was his friend. Maybe because, in some way, he blamed himself for what had happened to Zim.
It had been his idea to play the game; it was a simple children's game that they'd played in their childhood. Dib had been the hero, the saviour of earth. Zim had been the bad guy, the alien, the one who was going to blow earth to pieces.
Zim had always had a bit of a mean streak…
Dib shook his head. No. He wouldn't let his mind go onto that. He wouldn't remind himself of the person the papers had invented, the one the news had created.
That Zim didn't exist. Dib knew the real Zim, the one that'd been his friend during childhood…
Nothing Lasts ForeverNothing Lasts Forever10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You use to tell me
everythig would be okay
You use to hold me
and wipe my tears away
You use to
take my hand
and tell me that
that I've been through
and that I could put
my trust in you
So many times you looked
into my eyes
and told me
nothing more than lies
So much bullshit
you had me believe
Like when you said
you'd never leave
And I trusted
every word you spoke
it was all a joke
I don't know how
I couldn't see
that you would soon
be leaving me
I was such a fool,
I should've known
that I would always
Because no one
can stand to be with me
All this time
I meant nothing to you
Wish I could forget
I ever knew you
I lost myself when you left that day
Because you swore we'd never sever
But I know now, it's true what they say...
...Nothing lasts forever
A Keen Slender ManMany a weary year ago,A Keen Slender Man5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
When my hair was rich and black,
Before I'd broken both my knees,
And snapped my fragile back,
I strolled into a forest,
As cocky as could be
No use in being modest,
The world belonged to me,
But as I walked down dirty path,
I decided then to linger,
For I had felt a wicked heart,
Seen a tall and slender figure,
No man was he, no natural thing
His skull was smooth and white
No mouth or eyes above his chin,
He filled my soul with fright,
His arms grew long like whips and vines,
He wore a suit of black,
I'll remember him for all my time,
There'll be no going back
Who was this demon of the wood,
I didn't care to know,
I backed away from where I stood,
Lest his evil show
But as I walked, so too did he
He matched me pace for pace
And then I turned to bolt and flee,
And thus began our race,
Sweat rolled quickly down my brow,
The creature's pace was quick,
I knew that if he caught me now,
He'd snap me like a stick
But in the dark, a light appeared,
A brightness in
The Arrogant Open Letter dA VrDear Lavender-Ice, Rimfrost, Kaze-Hime, frzdragon, JohnSu, tickledpinky, teruchan, justflyakite, and to whom else this concerns,The Arrogant Open Letter dA Vr7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm sick and tired of the things ran here
You guys get to rule the front page all day,
while I see it only for a submission to dA
While you guys get the first pages of the popular section
I strive just to get recognition
I have to come up with something amazing just to get minor credit
you can draw honey and already have journals embedded with it
I know people that get slammed for tracing they didn't do
and others reported for offense they didn't mean to
you all can get away with arth then and your fans will protect you
and shield you from the dA mods like Spitfire of Kazu
I send notes and emails hoping to just get a minor reply
sometimes it's not even about me but about helping someone else
I can't even get a reply or at least a minor excuse
on why you are not responding to me
Well I've had it and I'm offically done.
I'm getting on my soap box and equiping i
Sorry I was born a PitbullDear owner please don't hurt meSorry I was born a Pitbull8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I truly didnt know
that chewing shoes and licking your face made me dangerous
I'm sorry I was born with a jaw that is so fierce
and then the BSL came and said that we are all
doomed, for something SOME pitbulls might do.
And some things I NEVER did.
I'm sorry my mom was a pitbull, and I'm sorry dad was too.
but if you ban my breed now, who will be there to protect you?
There won't be any rotties, or bulls of any kind
regular dogs not brave the dogs who cry and whine
Please help fight the BSL for they're blaming my whole breed
as well as other bulls and rotties who have even helped people.
animals that were strong and were bred for loyalty
now at the vet in the euthanasia line.
Its not fair that they condemn me for things I never did
but we're capable of doing such things, is what the government says
they don't care if we're loved
they rip us away from our last hugs.
With the owners that loved us dearly
It's not right that they have to suff
An Army GirlThe Whore, The Lesbian, and the BitchAn Army Girl7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They say there is only one of three things a woman can be in the ARMY: a whore, a lesbian, or a bitch. Doesnt give a girl much room, does it? Not that what youre labeled really matters. From time to time your title will change. One day youre the whore, the next the bitch. In the beginning I was actually the stuck-up bitch. In laymen terms that means I wasnt putting out. Well, I was, just very, very discreetly. Reputations in the ARMY are like cds, one scratch and youre fucked.
Now the title of Whore can consist of anything from actually screwing, perceived screwing, or just rumor of screwing. Actual screwing should be pretty self-explanatory. If you need a definition, go ask someone else. I cant help you there.
Perceived screwing is always a fun o
LettersYou're almost alive behind all those lies; can you dream dreams to make it all right?Letters7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
High as light but not as right (to their eyes),
there's ways to fight.
Now it's time to run alive:
you can't die till you fight and fall,
there's more to running than flying.
Catch it if you can:
water's solid if you do.
It's time to die.
A solid is never similar to itself
except in death,
unless in light without lies.
You're almost alive behind the lies,
but I'm in a killing mood tonight-
it's time to run alive.
The spirit of MarinesWhat is it in side of you?The spirit of Marines10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That makes you walk when others has drop
And when the situation seems hopeless
You keep your faith and charges forward
We fight like it's the only thing we know
We fight with honor and courage
They can take away our lives
But our fighting spirit will live on
What is given can be easily taken away
But what we earn will be keep forever
Because we know great sacrifice
Must come before great glory
You will have to give it all you got
You will struggle and feel the pain
But when it is all said and done
You are the few the proud the Marines