Thank You..Thank You..6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Every time that you stop by
To encourage me or just say hi
For all your favs and watches too
I give you thanks that are so true
I find such solace in your art
Of beauty boundless and from the heart
Each piece lights up my every day
Sent with whimsy and come what may
And so I write this poem to you
Filled with love and friendship's hue
Of colors vivid and the brighter days
Of sharing and caring in many ways...
Far but closeSave meFar but close6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Give me life
Don't "past" me,
Remember the time.
The past happens right now,
Throw the arrow
So I die.
Give me roses
Even if it's dry outside.
Give me time
So I can build a lie,
A line, a life,
a true goodbye...
Share with me imaginary kisses
When the last breath opens your lips,
Give me rain so I can cry
Rivers of pain.
Why live and let die?
Why love if it can end a life?
Why write if words are so untrue
Like masquerades of puppets, blue,
Like bad jokes told by insane clowns...
Far from home, feeling asleep,
Close to home, I weep and weep.
I miss youI miss you.I miss you8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cant stop thinking about you.
Its like youre stuck in my head.
I think about you everyday.
You say you love me
And I know you mean it too.
But without you here Im just dead.
I walk alone in town and run when I see someone I know.
When I get to that one place where it all happened,
I just breakdown.
My heart isnt like it was before.
I always ask myself where are you? and when will you come back?
I always end up waiting for an answer to come.
Nothing came and it just crushed me inside.
When youre not here I feel like I should be dead.
When I see couples kissing in public and saying those words,
It hurts me, and I wish it was you and me.
I miss you like whoa, and this poem cant even explain how much.
Dear DiaryFill me with your anger, your pain and your tears,Dear Diary8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tell me it's a secret for only our ears.
You say you feel so relieved to share,
Words that die to taste the air.
Feed me with your bitching,
And hatreds that at your skin are itching,
Tell me you feel better sharing with me,
And that you know those words will never break free
From my lips. But I hear what you think,
About the people I care for and I stand at the brink
Of tears. I tell you it's tearing me upside,
I tell you of the many nights I've cried.
But you say I'll just get through
The way I always do.
But maybe this time the words tear like knives,
And now I see the shattered lives
I leave behind because you tell me I'll get through.
But maybe you're right. I mean I always do.
I miss youI miss you11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I miss you
It's all I have to say
I thought it better that way
But it kills me
And I can't fight this reliance
I'm drowning here
Amid this sick, strange silence
I need you
To tell you what I feel
To hear you
And remember what is real
When we said nothing
But it said so much
When we ran away
To get in touch
I feel you here
So lost inside me
I need you now
Or I'll fall apart completely
I miss myself
That piece you still hold
This space is hollow
Leaves me so cold
I can't forget you
I never will
The way you changed me
Because I miss you still...
Broken.Broken.5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I put up with all your shit.
So why cant you out up with mine?
After everything you'v done that hurt me
I stayed cool. i stayed with you.
I tried not to cry.
You cant always tell what I'm hiding inside.
I know i act like i don't give a care
But i do.
I don't like to let it show.
Its killing me inside
My heart is cracked and crying
From everything we've ever done to each other
I just want it to be like it used to
When we were happy and in LOVE.
I don't want to loose you
I cant live without you
Your my addiction
I know i fucked up
But so did you.
I'm sorry for all i ever did.
Please forgive me.
I'm sitting here trying pay attention to class.
But i cant stop thinking about YOU and US.
xoxo, Your Love.
When I Miss YouI miss you when you say hiWhen I Miss You8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I miss you when you say goodbye
I miss you when your here
I miss you when your there
I miss you when were on the phone
I miss you when I think about you
I miss you when you hug me
The smell of you stays with me
I miss you when I see you
Your picture stays on my mind
I miss you when you kiss me
I can still taste you when your gone
I miss you When you tell me you love me
Your words repeat in my head over and over
I miss you when we make love.......
Cause then your voice, your smell, your touch, your taste, and your picture
stays with me. Then i dream of you which also makes me miss you
Someone to Protect-Chapter 3Someone to Protect-Chapter 39 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
/######## STANDARD DISCLAIMER HERE #########
####### I DON'T OWN INUYASHA IN ANY SHAPE OR FORM#######
This chapter is for my Mother, who died on May 22, 2006. I'm truly sorry guys but with her death, finals when I was in school, and just a plain writers block I wasn't able to write this chapter up until now. So once again I sorry that the update is so late and I hope you will enjoy it.
Elephant bird were a distant cousins of the Ostrich
Zindzhi (ZEEENZEE) meaning Warrior
~~~~~~~~~~~~ Last time~~~~~
But, why should he care how she acted, Sesshomaru consider. He had no one to protect, all he had was a certain ache he couldn't get rid of.
Now let's get back with the story
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Later that night~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Damn it! " cursed Jaken as he stomped out of AhUn's stable, "Where is that girl now?!" He looked up into the dark sky and guessed from the
Tournaments 1: TeamsTournaments 1: Teams8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hotaru: [Running down hallway] Uwah! I'm gonna be late! Why didn't you wake me?! [glare]
Mamoru: [Sitting at table] I tried to, but even pinching didn't do anything to you.
Hotaru: Try harder next time! [sits at table] By the way, why am I doing this competition?
Mamoru: You're doing it for me, remember sis?
Hotaru: But it's to see if a girl can get him to like girls... or something like that... Besides, you know I'm not interested in guys...
Mamoru: I know. That's why you are entering for me. You know, as well as I do, that no girl can make him like girls.
Hotaru: I still don't get why I have to do this.
Mamoru: If you manage to get a moment with him, tell him all about your cool, talented, and totally awesome older brother. [grin]
Hoaru: Only older by a minute. [Looks at watch] Ah! If I don't leave now, I'll be a minutelate and disqualified! [Dash] Bye!
Mamoru: [thoughts] This is going to be the most bizarre compet
My Heavily Caffeinated Heart 12My Heavily Caffeinated Heart 124 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My Heavily Caffeinated Heart
'Cappuccino Part 2'
Hannah awoke to the sound of me banging around in the kitchen looking for a big enough pot to cook up some linguini pasta in.
"What are you doing?" she groaned unhappily, dragging away a tangled mess of hair from her face.
I leaned around the corner holding up a pot and pan, a fresh smile plastered on my face, "Making my angel some wholesome dinner."
Her tired expression softened before turning guilty, "That's thoughtful, but I've already made plans."
"Plans? What plans?" I asked, my forced optimism already fading.
Hannah stretched before folding the blanket over the couch again, "Going out with Jasmine for a few hours, I better start getting ready." She said.
"Oh, right. Have fun" I said, putting the deep pot on the bench, suddenly feeling exhausted.
Hannah scurried out of the room and disappeared down the hall to the bathroom. She was fixing her hair, running a brush through it and splashing water on her face. Then she would b
SasuNaru-Internet Love 2Sasuke age 17 was sitting at his computer talking to several different people not really paying attention to any of them. He was waiting for the girl he met yesterday which he hopes doesnt hate him because he flirted. Its just how he was on the net. If he an the girl had talked outside of the net he would have been insanely quiet because he keeps to himself. He was thinking she wasnt going to log on an was about to get off when suddenly a small ding an Chibi_Kyubii has logged on came on his laptop. Yes!!! Finally shes on. Better tell everyone to shut up so I can focus. Sasuke was intrigued at how a girl wasnt head over heels about him for once. Usually if he flirted they would faint or giggle but this girl was different. She had seen his picture an seemed somewhat disinterested. He didnt even know her name. Suddenly he was got an im.SasuNaru-Internet Love 28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chibi_Kyubii: have u seen Sakura she isnt on V_V
Emosk8erboi: nope but hey since were already talking how r u?
..Visele...6 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Orice om are vise. Absolut oricine. Dar atunci cand aripile se frang, orice vis ramane o imagine imposibil de transformat in realitate. Realitatea e alta, visele sunt doar niste fasii din rai. Raiul e rai, realitatea e realitate. Uneori, cuvintele sunt prea sarace ca sa poti descrie un vis. Poti sa-l povestesti, da` nu sa-l descrii. Nu ai cum sa descrii sentimentele ce le simti atunci cand visezi. E prea greu.
Ma intreb, oare sufletul ne dicteaza visele? Dar sufletul nu are varsta. El e incontinuu plin de fericire, chiar daca uneori simti ca te doare, el niciodata nu imbatraneste. Pe tine te lasa sa faci ce vrei, el traieste cum vrea, ghidandu-te pe tine cum vrea el, cum e mai bine. Dar uneori nu il ascultam, si nici visele dictate de el nu vrem uneori sa le visam.
Surprizele vietii nu sunt intotdeauna frumoase. Sa te astepti la orice in viata, la absolut orice, si de la oricine. Un vis frumos, care e devenit realitate, nu tine pentru totdeauna. Tine pentru o perioada, dupa aia
Irreversible MemoriesThe time is wrong,Irreversible Memories5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What have I done?
The days are long,
I want to run.
As far away as I possibly can,
To a place that's not yet corrupt by man.
What terrible creatures humans can be,
We've lost sight of things that are simple to see.
I've often pondered the easy way out,
I don't understand what the fuss is about.
I'd be lost in a world full of endless bliss,
In a world hopefully much different than this.
I can't erase what's on the linear line,
Just the memory starts a chill down my spine.
Is the easy way out the right path to choose?
I thankfully have a whole lot to lose.
Though I must say it's tempting me,
The closest thing to being eternally free.
But it's a little late to change my fate,
So I guess it will just have to wait
Because the time is wrong,
What have I done?
The days are long,
I want to run,
Far, far away.
Sear me shut.Where I'd once sit,Sear me shut.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't stand up.
Where I'd once walk,
I can't move.
Where I'd once flee,
I want to reach out to you,
but my hands are tied.
I want to pray,
but I'm bound.
I can't reach you from this place,
where I'm entombed, it seems.
I'm trapped and bound,
caught and tied.
I cannot make flight,
nor make fight.
The breaking sounds grow ever louder,
must be a sign the vigil's broken.
I want to hope,
but I've been denied.
If I could sleep it off,
but I can't move,
the strain is so much.
I want to cry,
but I can't.
I want to scream,
but I'm silenced.
I want to see,
but the pale sun
sears my sight.
I can feel every beat of my heart,
pulsating in my brain,
I can feel the weight of these chains...
I want to love you,
but my heart is broken.
CrowCrow8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
through six inches
of window, as the last
autumn leaf stretched, spun, and drifted
swung wide open,
wet drunk on its hinges,
and you swept in bringing winter
always been my
plague; a black nest of storm,
dragging a throng of reluctant
in the half-light
that I felt a tremor,
(though your touch was as light as a
howled tooth and bone
around your peaked shoulders
through biting hail, I watched the door
were numb, and I
dropped my glass. Somehow, I
knew, your breathless season turned it
like a white hound
to the bar; when you poured
one on the rocks, I couldnt stop
(on the moonlight)
that I felt a tremor;
but your touch was as light as the
The Knife FallsThe Knife Falls8 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
The Knife Falls
There is a park somewhere, with swings and a slide. It is much the same as every other park. It is only differentiated by the children who play there, the toddlers that are pushed there in prams, the teenagers who try their first cigarettes there. Night descends, and from one point of view something is lost in the park. From another point of view, something in the park takes its place where it has always belonged.
A boy of about twelve is playing in the park. He is shuffling through the long grass at the borders, looking for interesting things. Recently, he has found several golf balls, magazines that his parents would not approve of and a dead hedgehog. The hedgehog had been used as a football, or possibly a golf ball to replace the ones lost in the long grass. The sky is the colour of peach-and-barley, and the boy is thinking of going home when he finds something Special in the long grass. He is too scared to pick it up, despite the way it glitters at him and m
Us alone and the long grass.My hands remember you and how we'd cling in the damp blooming meadow,Us alone and the long grass.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
watching the sailing ships drift through the lazy green spears.
Count the sails as they pass, our bodies curled in the endless grass,
laughter drifts away, gently on, as we hear the springtime calling her children,
return them to the fold, to grow for summer's girl.
We lay in the endless grass, where we lost the wedding ring,
to the lying tongued, blinding night.
Now we keep a light on,
but really it's just my fear of shutting my eyes.
I'm scared that when I open them again, you won't be there,
even though my hands remember every inch of you.
Like the places I can touch, to make you laugh,
to make you squirm, to make you all the more mine.
The afternoon flings the bay windows open,
the sunlight lopes in to lick at your feet,
as the flick of your wrist settles a quilt for tonight's sleep.
Though I daren't close my eyes, I have to sometimes.
And here we lay, in the deepening green,
rolling together in the endless sea.
Anymore.I wonder if anyone really understands the love,Anymore.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the love we... I had for you,
you hurt me with your accusations,
every snip of your sharp wit
and cut of your bladed tongue,
I loved you.
Yet not even I, with the vocabulary you adored,
my silver braided tongue and my poets sadness,
can really understand the way I love you,
even now, after you're gone...
I've kept all the recordings
drawings and memories.
I wear them on my sleeve,
which is damp from wiping the tears away,
that fall when I listen to your voice.
Your voice, your powerful,
soulful, beautiful voice.
Even when you trip over english words,
I can hear the true beauty,
because you spoke to me in your language.
A poem, called my love, you said,
though I don't understand it,
I can tell almost what you say, then.
Now it's just "I love you"
on repeat, the oscillator spectrum
forms the rough shape of a castle
with your words "I love you."
I stood under your winter lights,
and your cold heart,
I offered you my warmth,
During Murder in the DarkDuring Murder in the Dark8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
During Murder in the Dark, we played our own games.
We had a nook in the corner where nobody ever came and wed meet in there for a few moments at the beginning of every round, snatching intimate memories under the cover of darkness. It started when we were children, and was therefore childishly innocent; wed tap out messages on each others arms, using a mixture of Morse code and our own kind of shorthand that made things go faster. We were thirteen when he tapped out, Can I kiss you? I tapped back Yes, and we had a new game.
It always was a game. It never failed to send shivers down my spine when, as we prepared to part, he whispered in my ear By the way, youve just been murdered. And I know it was the same for him.
Things progressed quickly and within a year I had my hand down his pants as we were making o
In distaste. -Edit-And I wondered why you didn't curl your lips upIn distaste. -Edit-7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when I lit up as you sat down beside me.
You with the trendy blonde hair, eye makeup
and peach coloured skin.
Oh a quick betrayal of everything I had you
like a moth to a display board,
you were just another office girl.
So surprised when the ring of words,
you slipped so sensuously between your lips,
read the same as my addiction's fuel.
Of course you smoke the golds,
the one's for girls.
I smoke the reds,
for those of us who just wish death,
slightly quicker than the rest.
You sat beside me, as we confided silently,
two addicts and an easy way out
on a warm Saturday.
You looked anxious,
like you wanted to talk.
I felt like writing you this,
there and then,
with a note at the bottom saying;
"Just talk, it'll be easier that way.
Silence doesn't become you."
And other such poetic nonsense,
which you'd have promptly ignored,
so I just sat with my eyes behind pages,
written by a man who's better than me.
I'd read to yo