FrustratedPlease,Frustrated7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I ask you now, help
Lend me an ear, hold my hand
I've been wrong, I know. No need to point out, this choice I made
A missed chance, broken oppurtunity
All this time, you were pretending
So fuck what you said, ignore the tears I shed
Leave my life and forsake my name
I'll be here, in the rain
Will you forget?Will you forget that I'm gone my dear,Will you forget?8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Because I can't let you live your life in tears,
Forget me and you won't cry so hard,
Because I don't want to break your heart.
The man that you loved.
Wastebasket DreamsDandelion hair and cotton candy lipsWastebasket Dreams7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You dont have to yell
Blue ruffles trimmed in pink lace and eyes like dark chocolate chips
Doll houses for make-believe and books of Once upon a times
I can hear you
Rainbow colored crayons and silly giggled rhymes
Smothered in sweet kisses and tight loving hugs
Your hurting me
Soft whimpering cries when teased with harmless little bugs
But for this child, those are just wastebasket dreams
All just a fairytale for her it seems
Knotted dark locks and lips cracked and dry
A tattered Mickey Mouse shirt and eyes that always cry
Thread worn bear clenched beneath a small arm
No! please not in there
Rip paged books hidden from further harm
Covered in bruises of black and blue
Let me out!
Ignored screams and hiccupping cries are nothing new
A thread worn bear clenched with cold little arms behind a locked door
DoiDoi8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
2 fete lipite de un geam in noapte. Asta cred ca suntem. Fiecare intr-un alt colt de tara...fiecare avand sub priviri un alt oras ce se grabeste la culcare poate, amandoi avand un fundal sonor ce ne invadeaza timpanele, o alta camera ce ne tine loc de casa. Totul in jur e diferint, 2 perceptii si conceptii total opuse. Privirile sunt atintite undeva in zare... se pierd in pixelii de lumina ce razbat pe strazile acum mai calme ale orasului. Noaptea lumea de afara pare mai blanda de la geam. Gandurile le zboara aievea ca un fulg ce se lasa purtat de calda adiere a vantului de ianuarie. Poate ca gandurile li se incruciseaza intr-und dans frenetic menit sa tina pana in zori, sau poate gandul zboara unul catre altul.. fara ca celalalt sa stie. Clipa e a lor, o e clipa in care 2 oameni se unesc, cerul plin deminute luminate ii uneste in eternitate, le aduna amalgamul de ganduri, le macina grijile, le fura toate problemele cu care se confrunta cei doi lipiti de geam. Lumea de afara nici nu ii
I'll Let Go...I wish you'd see me here, dying, frustrated and hurtI'll Let Go...8 years ago in Limerick More Like This
Just because you exchanged me for that flirt.
It's so selfish of you to kiss me goodbye
When I thought that time, you'd be mine.
You're so insensitive! Not seeing the pain I'm feeling
You're blind! Can't you see what's happening?
I love you, and it's hurting me inside
Because I know when you left, my dreams died.
When you're together, i just turn away not to see,
The happiness I wished was given to me.
Then I ask myself again,
Why did you go and leave my heart broken?
I don't know if it's still right to love you,
But until I die, my heart will coninue...
I know it would be nonsense for me to do so,
But, without your love i would be alone and in sorrow.
I'm not asking you to come back to me,
Because i just want you to be happy,
Yet, if you're not happy with me,
There's no use in fighting for what this love could be.
HopeIt is wonderful to lose your inner glow, and then to get it right back... After a long time, while you haven't smile and forgot how to live the moment, it is a miracle, when you, gradually, begin to heal after a great hit, then start walking on your life's path with a innocent smile on your face, and, in the end, succeed in taking your life back. You're not dead, you can't be! But you can die once, twice or more in one life and you can only be sure you're dead, when you feel nothing. So when you're hurt, when you feel low, and you think you're getting down, smile, look at others and you'll sense inside you a worm feeling that is named hope: to a better job, to a better love, to a better life!Hope8 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Sometimes, people can't see happiness even if it is right in front of them. That shitty life, that trivial boyfriend, that unsatisfying job is better then nothing. Be pleased of whatever you have – because it is more than most have -, and enjoy being you!
Reasons for GaaNaruReasons for GaaNaru7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Reasons for GaaNaru
The first thing I would like to point out is that this is in no way a fan fiction, although it is placed in that category. This is a list of reasons that I have found in the Naruto manga/anamie that I believe Sabaku no Gaara and Uzumaki Naruto make a great couple. I will not argue over proof that either is gay or which one is seme and which is uke. Those are almost impossible to tell under normal circumstances unless you have either been told by or "accidentally" walked in on the couple in question, these types of things are NOT normally obvious in real life, so why should they be in stories? So if you're going to say things like "THEY AREN'T GAY D8!!!111!!0NE" Leave. Just leave.
The first reason is that they are extremely similar, but different enough to keep their relationship interesting. The most obvious link is that they are both Jinchuuriki. Having similar childhood gives them a solid base for their relationship. Of course, that's not the only commo
Rugaciunea unei prieteneRugaciunea unei prietene8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Cand vad ca iesi de pe mess, simt ca parca m-ai parasi si nu vreau sa te pierd! Dupa atata timp, in care te-am cautat, acum ca te-am gasit, nu vreau sa risc sa te pierd. Stiu ca totul este o iluzie, realitatea este inselatoare, dar vreau ca aceasta iluzie sa tina cat mai mult – nu indraznesc sa o rog sa devina eterna, fiindca acest lucru nu se poate. Tu esti persoana cu care ma simt cel mai bine, pe care daca nu o vad zilnic ma intristez, pe care o ajut si imi face placere sa fac acest lucru. Cel mai mult imi place la noi faptul ca ne ajutam sa ne regasim una pe alta. Oamenii vorbesc de lucruri mari; singurul lucru de care pot vorbi eu este mic pentru ei, dar imens pentru mine. Nu imi insela increderea, te rog frumos, prea tare m-ai lovi. Chiar daca inca ne ascundem dupa masti, cand iti aduc eu inima mea in mana, tu iei aparatul de sudura si o refaci, aproape ca noua. Simt ca ne cunoastem de viata intreaga, parca am fi surori: manancam din acelasi pachet, bem aceeasi apa, nu exista inv
MarriageI see you fell alseepMarriage7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with the light on again.
I watch your inner child dream
of peaceful things.
A snort, a puff, a full-on snore.
I shake the bed with silent laughter.
Speaking from my rear,
Your open eyes betray
The love you feel inside.
Until you start to search
You drape across my chest.
We talk of unimportant things
as shadows hide the
I fetch us ice cream sandwiches
through our darkened home.
The light turned out,
Bloody ChristmasTake this image from my head.Bloody Christmas8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So many children, blown up, dead.
Don't know why it weighs on me,
I close my eyes yet can't get free.
It's Christmas, peace on earth,
Happy kids, in funeral dearth,
march along with sugar plums,
in cadent step with fife and drums.
Ornaments on yuletide glee,
asleep in front of numb TV.
Blood drips down the Christmas tree.
Ho, Ho, Ho,
No, No, NO!
Christmas bloody Christmas,
Merry jolly Christmas.
No place to run,
No place to go,
Peace on earth,
nothing to show.
Thinking must be only me?
Do what I can, but just can't be,...
the one who saves everything.
People have to hear,...
take it under their wing.
Give a gift of caring,
instead of blindly staring.
Ho, Ho, Ho
No, No, NO,
Christmas bloody Christmas,
Merry jolly Christmas,...
The snow fell on a quiet lawn,
Frosty, Rudolph and Santa.
Troops march on till break of dawn,
ringing cash flow mantra.
Plastic image, plastic mind,
plastic money, greed designed,
bring world to knees,
lack of conscien
Are You Gay, Bi or Straight?Are You Gay, Bi or Straight?5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
DETERMINING SEXUAL IDENTITY
For many people, there is no question at all about what their Sexual Orientation and Identity are, starting at a very young age. But for many others, it can be very confusing and traumatic. ALL of us are a blend of Straight and Gay. People who are almost completely Straight or Gay usually know how they are different from very young ages. Everyone else will have some someone degree of Confusion and Questioning. Many young people have a small amount of latent homosexuality, enough to confuse them, but not enough to be a Bisexual. Others can be confused by having a friend they love dearly. Some young people are late bloomers, becoming sexually aware later than most others. For others, there is also confusion about Gender. For others, they may not have sexual feelings at all.
Some people may not become aware of their homosexual nature, or may not recognize, realize, or acknowledge their homo
Friends Don't LeaveWhen friends leave usFriends Don't Leave8 years ago in Open More Like This
to find new life,
they haven't gone too far, it seems.
'cause when you go to sleep at night,
they visit you inside your dreams.
While lost in deepest thought they give,
a glance at dusty memories found,
a confidante, who you can tell,
those secrets, keeping safe and sound.
They let you know they never left,
but, like your thoughts, have gone adrift.
To tell you they will keep in touch,
though body's life passed over rift.
They'll let you feel friend is around,
when you are in such dark despair.
Perhaps it's just to guide us, and,
to show us they still really care.
They bring a hope of life past life.
on earth, our worried minds contrive,
that though not in their bodies,
in their spirit, they are quite alive.
I figure when we think of those,
who've made the trip to starry sky,
they're twinkling down the message,
that we never really leave to die.
We'll join them in the great beyond,
as close to you as stars you see.
And when I meet my maker,
I'll be hoping you'll j
Heart of StoneIt's so quiet around me,Heart of Stone8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
no voices at all,
just hum from computer,
dogs sleep down the hall.
Alone with my thoughts,
in my room with my box,
silence is broken,
by tick of the clock.
No one ever wants me,
loves me, holds me tight,
or says with a whisper,
things will be alright?
Will I always be,
not a one's best for fun?
Blank staring at box,
of the loneliest one?
Alone in my room,
closed away from them all,
never saying a word,
to the kid down the hall.
So alone in his room,
always reeking of gloom,
not a one wants to call?
I've gotten so scared,
to go out to the hurt,
see all happy faces,
while mine is plain dirt.
The phone always silent,
friends closed in a box.
Keep trying that key,
that never unlocks.
I'm fading away,
not a thing, only words,
on a little white screen,
turning into machine,
no emotions at all,
even at memories,
that hang on the wall.
Silent blank staring,
except for the clock,
my heart slowly turning,
to petrified rock.
I sit and I write,
After I'm DeadI'm just a stupid poet,After I'm Dead8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
who writes words upon a page,
Or types them on my notpad,
hoping they will last an age.
So if I send you poems,
It's just to see them read,
So I may end up in the club,
long after I am dead.
It's hard to be a poet,
because while you are alive,
No one will notice what you write,
until you take that dive,
to nether world of long lost prose.
Then someone finds your rhyme,
and looks you up to see you're dead,
and have been a long time.
So pleasure me by reading now,
the stuff that I have wrote,
and tell me if they're bad or good,
or email me a note,
I don't care either way you see,
as long as they are read,
and someone finds them tucked someplace,
long after I am dead.
death by apathy.of all the weaponsdeath by apathy.5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
in your arsenal, silence
is your sharpest sword
AgoraphobiaHome.Agoraphobia9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That place you hate.
The place you never want to leave.
I could stay in bed all day.
Where I'd be safe
Hidden from world
I don't want to see.
A world of doubt and uncertainty
A world rife with hypocracy and judgement
And those hands.
Pulling you down
That's where I belong.
Note:I don't like the second paragraph, and I don't know how to fix it...any suggestions or should I just take it out all together?
Starry NightA starry night, I sit and write,Starry Night8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the full moon's rays upon me glow.
The words come deep, as you all sleep,
they're meant for you, I hope they show.
Inside each ray as you all gaze,
upon same moon, as I now see.
A little lot of love put there,
and you should take some, as it's free.
So everytime you peer at moon,
you'll know what I have put inside.
When all around you seems so bad,
that sadness makes you run and hide.
The love I put is always there,
to fill that empty lonely part.
If you will put it deep inside,
it's medicine to heal your heart.
To Love a PoetI loved her with words.To Love a Poet9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was oft, and in many ways
That I loved her
Yet she sought me as a sailor does stars
And just as often;
Her room, dark, tempted by
A sliver of moonlight
Is misty by her sighs.
Does she not recognize
The deliberate action of my words?
O, the heavens would have me harshly judged
For the Sundays spent searching
For the hundredth, milestone letter.
That I am a poet, she must loathe
Though I am thankful that her
Loathing loves me still.
I cannot deny
That I am a poet,
And I love her with words.
It was oft, and in many ways
That I lost sleep, writing under a shade of cloud,
Wandered the streets for inspiration,
A glimpse of poetry,
That I loved her.
A Warrior's PledgeWe, the children of the earthA Warrior's Pledge7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pledge to protect, guide & care for
the innocent, sick & oppressed who have
been broken through illnesses, circumstances
or crimes against humanity.
I, (Insert Name), pledge to do all that I can
Within the best of my ability to aid
My fellow brothers and sisters of the human race
Who have suffered burdens
through the ignorance & selfishness of mankind.
I will strive to eradicate fear
& spread God's universal message
of love & peace
One soul at a time
to those suffering from the poverty
of the mind, spirit or body.
I promise to help them rise,
To aid their wars with courage & faith
To make this place a better world
If not for us, then for the generations
& for this I am called to duty,
to fight the war that has developed
through the decadence of society
Saving one life at a time
With all that I am & ever will be.
Bruises FadeBruises Fade10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The bruises, they fade,
But the pain is the same.
Why do you do this Mommy?
Why do you keep me so afraid?
This is my life, living in
A war i call home.
It's all getting far to much,
And i feel so alone.
Mommy, what do you see,
When you look at my face?
You tell me your doing this,
To put me in my place.
Please, please stop Mommy,
I can't take it anymore!
Once again, i see some stars,
As i fall to the floor.
One of these days, Mommy,
You will got to far.
The everyone will see,
Just how cruel, you truly are!
But your still my Mommy,
And i love you with all my heart.
I hope some day, you'll love me back,
Instead of tearing me apart.
by: Mai Kasburn