Colors of SuccessYellow represents faith. There are three primary aspects to faith. To be successful in life you cannot give up faith in others, you must allow yourself to believe in the innate goodness of your eternal brothers and sisters. To be successful however is more than just faith in others, its faith in yourself. To believe you can succeed, to believe that you have purpose and you were not created to fail, but to succeed. True faith begins with faith in God. You must have faith that He loves you, faith that he knows all, and always has your absolute best interests in mind, faith that as you do as he asks, you will ultimately succeed.Colors of Success2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
The second color is Red, and while not as foundational as faith, it represents another aspect of success. Red is the color of Love. Not lust, not desire, not sensual need. If faith is our foundation then surely love is the bricks and mortar of our house of success. Having Faith gives us hope that good will come of whatever events occur in life, Love will motivate
DeadDead6 years ago in Horror More Like This
He hovered over her bed, faltering, unsure of if he should cry out in remorse or cheer in relief. He put a hand to her forehead, and upon feeling the icy pallor that was her skin, he shuddered away from it with a look of repugnance that was absolutely undeniable. With a sneer, he overcame his sudden and overwhelming unwillingness to touch her and snatched her hand in his own, slowly sliding his palm down to her frozen wrist. Just as he suspected: no heart beat there. Another sly smile curved his lips as he dropped her limp wrist, watching as it rebounded slightly from the springs in the bed.
After a few silent moments of staring triumphantly down at her corpse, he turned away, his head immediately gracing his hands with its presence. With an almighty sigh and a heave of his shoulders, he let his head pick up and his eyes wander to and fro. She was dead, yes, but somehow the word seemed only too final for the girl that had ghosted his existence for the past five years. She was a lady of
A Cry for JusticeA Cry for Justice8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She crouches in a corner of her humble abode,
Fear writ large in her light brown eyes.
In her heart she cries out to the world,
"How much more will we be terrorized?"
All around her there's chaos and confusion,
None aware of this girl's silent appeal.
Bullets are flying and people are dying.
Fear grips her heart like a hand of steel.
All of a sudden she sees a light,
Out of the window high in the sky.
For a moment she thinks in wonder,
"What is this light, so bright, so high?"
Then she hears a voice from somewhere within,
"Don't fear little girl, keep your hopes high,
Wipe your tears and stand on your feet
And face your troubles with head held high!"
Reality is forced back onto her,
As she hears a scream of fright.
All fears forgotten, she rushes to the spot,
And there her eyes behold a horrific sight.
All around, there are bodies covered in blood,
Some mutilated and some burned alive.
Then a flicker of movement catches her eye,
She's full of relief, seeing someone alive.
She rushes to
:Script start: SFNGSonic:Script start: SFNG4 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
'Bring it on!'
'Here we go!'
'Now I'll show you!'
'Now you've gone too far!'
'Too easy/ Piece of cake'
'I'll do my best!'
'Come get me!'
'Alright I did it!/Yes I did it!'
'Maybe I miss calculated.../I tried my best.'
'Prepare to be swamped!'
'You fraid you're gonna loose?'
'You won't be so lucky next time/I went easy on you!'
'Here I come.'
'I let you win/ Damnit.'
Grox [Note, it is spodian, which is gibberish. Correct any I have any wrong.]
'Bing Bing Sav.'
'FAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!/GAAAST! NO BA INGA!'
LegendThe average person, i wish i wasn't part of this...club. but you're a memeber, and you can't escape till your recognised. when your recognised words are used to describe you as amazing, awesome and a legend.Legend4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
however, when these words are no longer used when your eventually forgotten you are a average person again.
so why should i care to be famous.
I Cut Into My Soul In EveningI Cut Into My Soul In Evening4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I bit into the night
My white teeth cracked and bled in my hands
I stepped upon the glass reflection
Smashed my visual perception
I left myself alone and drowning
And cut apart my heart by morning.
I slashed across the whitened day
With black and shadows at my wake
Emptied out my thoughts in hell
Then put my meaninglessness aside
I bit into that night
My white teeth cracked and I almost died
I broke apart myself and cried
And electricity filled my raven eyes
What I've said has all been lies.
Benevolent Pain Along the RedBenevolent Pain Along the Red4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
My Voice is Dying
I Cannot Cry Out For Help
Liquid Dreams Are Gone
Death Warrants Out In The ColdDeath Warrants Out In The Cold4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Among The Winter
The Ice Pierces My Soft Skin
Ashes Fall All Over
between heaven and hell prelougebetween heaven and hell5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Fine. Here, take your reward." The Devil snapped his fingers. The girl that stood before him held herself up proudly. Then pain exploded throughout her back. She winced and clenched her fists, still holding herself up. Her black hair fell into her face as the pain spread through her body, causing her to curl up. The Devil grinned then smirked to see her reaction. The pain faded like hot wax running off her and she could feel power flow through her in its place. Snapping her head up, her storm gray eyes fell upon the Devil standing before her. She stood, never taking her eyes off him, as more power flowed though her. She grinned at him and opened her newly spouted wings. She folded
between Heaven and Hell ch. 1Chapter 1between Heaven and Hell ch. 15 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Getting dressed was a new challenge for Sharlotte. She quickly altered everything to fit her wings. With a heavy sigh she grabbed her bad and left for school. She got there with time to spare. Walking into the building people stared at her. A small girl with cat ears and a tail came running up to her. 'Well hey there batty,' the girl smiled as Sharlotte hugged her. 'Hey you doin anything this weekend?' Her tail flicking back and forth Sharlotte quickly said 'no'. The hyper little cat girl entwined their arms. 'Mind if I come over? My parents are out and I figured that if two friends were alone...they could hang out together.' Her face got bright.
Sharlotte smiled. 'Of course you can Taylor.' Taylor's tail twitched as her smile got bigger. 'So I take it my place?' Taylor nodded. Sharlotte lost her family years ago and moved on quickly. She had her own apartment and Taylor loved being 'on her own'.
A large brut of a guy walked by the girls. 'Dykes!'
Escape Hell Dialogue"What are your plans for today?"Escape Hell Dialogue2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Shower. Then escape hell."
"Why are you showering in hell?"
"Hot water. And Satan isn't there yet."
"Is it really gonna be that bad?"
"It's gonna be worse. I just can't handle it right now."
"Do you want me to come rescue you? I can confront them for you."
"Rescuing me would be greatly appreciated. But if you could meet me around the corner from my house that would be better."
"Are you embarrassed of me or something?"
"What? No! You're my angel and I love you more than I can say. But one of their favorite things to attack is why I'm not going out with a guy yet."
"Wouldn't telling them that you have no interest in dicks put a stop to that?"
"It might. But it might also offend them enough to attack me directly. We talked about this; I'm not comfortable with myself to come out yet. That's why I love being with you away from people. I can be myself and it doesn't matter."
"What if you just introduce me as your friend? I can keep my hands off you long enou
Changes of the HeartLike a caterpillar,Changes of the Heart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Something so simple,
Changing forms and shapes,
Becomes something complex.
But it’s becomes a gift so virtuous,
Undeservingly beautiful and elegant,
And still at the root simple,
Taking my breath away
Right as I whisper the words,
“I love you.”