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Jeux d ecriture 9: voyageJeux d ecriture 9: voyage1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
L'homme frappa la table de son poing, ce qui fit sauter toutes les peintes de bière qui s'y trouvaient. Il se frappa le torse et laissa échapper un rire bruyant et grave.
-Laisse moi rire je ne te crois pas.
Sa voix, grave et rauque, respectait en tout point son anatomie. L'homme était un géant, une montagne de muscles, une bête au sang chaud à la crinière cuivrée. Il portait une longue barbe nattée et de nombreux bijoux en or dans ses cheveux qui cliquetaient à chacun de ses mouvements. Face à lui, se trouvait un jeune homme de moindre envergure qui ne semblait pourtant rien lui envier
PhoenixPhoenix2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Наверное, мне нет до вас ну никакого дела.
Меня все это накалило до предела.
Из ушей пар валит столбиками,
А бров
The DragonWhat happened to the dragon,The Dragon3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
his fierce breath bright orange and red?
What happened to that pure destruction
of knights' armor shielded by blade?
The dragon: captured, caged, rotted away—
jeweled peridot eyes roll unseen into a corner,
watching—
his bones, collected,
his worth, assessed,
his body, discarded.
What happened to the dragon,
once tall and proud and true?
Perhaps they cut off his wings,
his legs, his arms—
And now he is a snake.
The Reaper He didn't like his job, but then, who did? Some people died from working themselves to death, just to have enough money to take care of their families. He still remembered the Black Plague; that widespread illness had almost exhausted him into dust, yet he'd survived to continue reaping souls.The Reaper3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The reaper looked up at the hospital before him and sighed, swinging his scythe over his shoulder as he passed through the parking lot in front of it. He didn't need the scythe, as he could kill just by touching a person, but if someone dying happened to see him, he wouldn't need to explain himself. He chose to wear the black cloak for the same reaso
FirestarterMy ears are a beacon connected to my toes.Firestarter4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trees walk to escape, limbs creaking in the wind;
Between my teeth, the evergreen;
Then, the scent of newly burnt wood, hot against my fingers.
Tim McIlrath would despise my spreading liquid fire
across Flagstaff’s forests.
My toes don’t connect to anything,
Except the smoke climbing up to the skies.
I’m not an airhead because you can’t prove it.
The slower fire fighters of old-age heroes won’t win;
they are about as delighted to be here as they would at a funeral.
I jump from my perch and swim among flames
Ojalá que te muertas
The burns eat my skin, tearing
SleepSweet, elusive sleepSleep4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Finding you seems a difficult task
Yet, your beauty is worth the trouble
Sweet, elusive sleep
Where have you run to tonight?
Why have you left me?
Sweet, elusive sleep
Come back to me
Hold me in your soft embrace
Sweet, elusive sleep
Did I abuse you?
Did I give you reason to leave me so?
Sweet, elusive sleep
You are cruel to me
You torture me with false promises
Sweet, elusive sleep
Why do I need thee?
Why do I bother chasing you?
Sweet, elusive sleep
Without you I will depart from sanity
I need your warmth
Sweet, elusive sleep
I can forgive you for leaving me
I love you and need you
Come back to m
Forgotten 17_19Forgotten 17_194 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Frantic and terrified for not only her future but Kairo’s, Tak shifted the metal of the bars and slipped again out of her cell, not caring what the consequences were this time. Once more she found herself lost in the hall, but this one didn’t seem to go on as far as it did before. She wanted to find someone to help her, if not to find a way out, then a way to contact Kairo.
And if that couldn’t be done, she’d find that monster again and let it eat her. Death was preferable to the fate Kairo’s doppelganger Gillian and his master had planned for her. She pushed open some random door—like before, it opened to darkn
Forgotten 12_14Forgotten 12_145 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
GoodbyeAs the wind blows through my hair, I still remember the smell of your skin and the feel of your hands. I love you still, even as I stand over your grave weeping as you are lowered into the ground. We didn’t see it coming until it was too late to change the course. The headlights were off and the night was dark as the car ripped through ours. I walked out with a few scratches, because you saved me. Your life was the cost. So as I watch you being majestically lowered six feet under I wonder if I could have been better. I wonder if I could have stopped you from dying. I wonder if I hadn’t been so cruel you would have seen the oGoodbye5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Forgotten 4_5Forgotten 4_55 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The first thing Salem became aware of was the stench. It carved its way into his nose, making it flare, and stabbed its way through senses and nerves until it hit his brain and he recognized it for what it was.
Blood.
Salem sat up, squinted into the darkness despite the fact that he could see just fine, and searched for the source of the smell. A dark part of him desired it, wanted it to run down his throat to parch a thirst he had never drank. He swallowed convulsively, licked his lips. Pushing aside the blankets, he stepped out of bed and eased open the door, peeking into the hall. He already knew his mother wasn’t in bed. No doubt s
WordsWords fail me.Words5 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
That's not like me. Normally, I'll talk the ear off of anyone who will listen. It's gotten more than a few people annoyed with me over the years. It may take me a while to get comfortable with someone, but once I am, watch out. You are in to hear anything and everything that pops into my head on a moment's notice.
But lately...I can't seem to talk to the people I know. I can be perfectly fine and chatty at work, where my job virtually depends on my ability to strike up a casual conversation with people I've never met. But when it comes to talking to my friends, my family...there are no words. They can talk all they wan
It is youThrough the night, I see the lightIt is you5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And it is you
Through the darkness, I see the goodness
And it is you
Through the confusion, I see the solution
And it is you
It is you
It is you
And no matter how hard I’ve fought it
It is you
Please forgive me for my wrongs, because
It is you
It is you I love, and you alone
Only with you am I at home
It is you I now cling to with all my might
I don’t want to let you out of my sight
It is you I want to be with for the rest of my days
Without you life would be just a haze
It is you
It is you my love and I hope you know it
ExpectationsOf all the things I never expectedExpectations5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Loving you was number one
I never thought I’d be so weak
And feel like I needed someone
But here I sit writing this
With you on my mind
I miss you now that you are gone
To me you have been so kind
And now that something unexpected
Makes me feel so free
You have my heart until the end
So please be kind to me
When it’s time to say goodbye
Just know that no matter what
You will always have a place in my heart
Dark is my SoulHow dark and empty is my soulDark is my Soul5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From what is called true love
Oh how i say it is I, not he
Who sings this song of suffering
He, it is he who has done this to me
Left my heart so full
And yet so very empty
In my head he refuses to leave
In my heart he has carved his name
Leaving me in misery
But this misery I cherish
From time to time
When i feel so utterly lonely
The misery keeps me company
It is the thought of him which saves me
Yet the thought of "us" destroys me
Leaving my soul oh so dark
Oh so dark and empty
A Night of Masks and PassionThe lights they blaze, a song has come to an end.A Night of Masks and Passion6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Both man and women are joined hand in hand.
Strike a pose; another song starts again.
One is swept from the floor as one commands.
Seduced by the beat, can you sense their passion?
Their faces hidden, the moment remains.
Masks are designed for the latest fashion.
Bound by chains, so it seems, just a faux dream.
Laughter about; echoing in hearts halls.
Violins create a melodic beat
Increase pace, what a first-class form of art.
The lie concludes, the clock strikes, bittersweet.
The lights start to fade, guests leave two by two.
Moonlight shines upon faces, bid adieu.
Glad?Are you glad they’re gone? She asked.Glad?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not all the time. Being alone, truly alone,
Feels foreign and wrong—so many nights I’ve
Laid in bed, paralyzed by comfort, still
Expecting, almost hoping, for something to
Emerge, some demon that will peer
Down from the hole in my ceiling (I’ll fix it
Someday) and grin at me with foot-long
Teeth—it may just scare me half to death, but at
Least it would be different. Instead I feel the
Weight of a cat sleeping at my feet, and
Know that it will be not curiosity that
Kills it, but apathy—such also is my fate, I
Fear, for now my days I spend sleeping as I walk, tak
Cypher 1ok heres how it works im gonna give you the keys to unlock the cypher and no hints if i get some replys to me on people trying and failing to get anywhere i will add a hint or 2 laterCypher 16 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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A-2 , 2-0 , D-0
Cypher:
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Briar RoseThey called her Briar Rose for a reason, everything she came in contact with retreated scratched and bleeding. I never really blamed her. None of the fairies on her nameing day blessed her with a kind heart, they blessed her with beauty and skill at dancing and other such useless things. And I, I was the one who they say cursed her. I waited till last, to see what the others would give her. And when I realized that she had been gifted with nothing useful I gave her time. I gave her the gift to sleep and mature in that sleep. I knew she would need it, for I could already see that her life would not be a happy one. And I knew that she would neeBriar Rose6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
MasqueradeThe Colors, The Colors,Masquerade6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
They Mix and Blend.
Masks be Worn
Until the End.
A Masquerade,
Is what you'll see.
Lies and Faces.
Hidden from thee.
Masks they fall
To
The
Floor
Deep Regret,
Filled with Sorrow
It all ends,
When the Clock
Strikes 'marrow
The Black PhoenixUp high the black phoenix fliesThe Black Phoenix6 years ago in Surrealism More Like This
holding the key to humanity's survival
Singing with fury to the world crumbling beneath it's wings
and looking forward to those it knows it can help
Up high the black phoenix flies
burning inside from the idiocy that the human race has wraught
Near death the phoenix remains determined
to rebirth a new era of knowledge
So up high this black phoenix flies
singing the knowledge of rebirth
The scorpios know of rebirth
and so they themselves transform to the eagle like black phoenix
Death is never an ending to the black phoenix
Just another beginning to start anew.
Great big NothingGreat big Nothing6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A page of pointless questions.
On ruined paper.
Stained with blood.
So thick the ink runs down the lines.
As I fold it smaller.
And smaller.
The tears don't even show.
I can't stand here feeling this way.
My mind shredding at the thought.
Of being nothing at all.
As my heart is discarded by you.
Is it just a nothing.
A great big nothing.
On a ruined page.
Is everything I ever felt.
A great big nothing..
As stained and torn.
Like everything on this page.
As I fold smaller.
And smaller.
Until I fade away.
Because I am a damn fool.
Breaking and aching for you.
It's your fault..
It's all your fault.
That I feel like.
A g
A fairytaleI have treasures and jewelsA fairytale1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Anything a man could desire
Glimmering gold and shinning silver,
Ruby rich rings and crystal crowns
There is something though,
Something that mortal men value
I think they call her,
A princess
Maybe if I take her
The people might be nice to me
For once
Lands worship me,
For I am more precious
Than any metal
I don't do much yet
People love me
On another boring day
It bursts through.
It takes me
And flies far, far away
From my safe castle.
How dare it take our princess!
Taking our gold, burn our villages
But this time
This time it has gone too far.
Do not worry my princess
For I shall save
The Power of PeacePeace is often packaged and soldThe Power of Peace3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Legal ownership changes hands a thousand fold
Peace is a concept in a cash drawer
Distributed by the ones who seek to hold power.
If peace is in high demand it shouldn't be free
Not held by the simple you and the modest me
If peace was readily sold beside our caffeinated beverage
Tranquility would be useless to hold as leverage.
So we can only dream of the glorious day
We could walk into a department store and say
"I'd like to buy in advance tomorrow's serene style
Because the new has already been faded for awhile."
If we could decide the terms of peace on demand
There would be no means to appreci
The AgreementThe Agreement4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Sei didn't know what to think anymore. The world was in turmoil again; after so many years of peace and harmony, everything was trembling with anger. She knew what it meant—or at least, she'd thought she did. She'd thought the Yondaigensotachi would have no problem with one mage; but even with the aid of the Meian no Senshi, they had found their powers matched, even superceded. Certainly a little trouble could be explained away—the Yondaigensotachi were still mostly children, after all, and the wounds of their pasts could hardly have healed so quickly—but to be routed twice by this mage? That troubled her on a level upon w
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