AbsenceA touch causes my blood to run cold.Absence4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A stab of resentment, a sore flinch.
Why should he touch you and not me?
Absence never felt so real.
The emptiness beside me forces me to look away.
Emotions rock me to the core.
Not even my crystal can contain them all.
My fists clench and sweat, like blood, drops to the ground.
Oh how i miss you! My very being cries for you.
The blue sky looks grey and the sparkling sea, a smudge.
Day dreams of times we've shared try to push through the veil.
Words I'm desperate to say threaten to jump off my tougue.
But when will I say these words...?
SublimeHow do I know love?Sublime10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Words sometimes used too soon
we waited for
I Love you.
Waking up with you next to me was
I can't describe it.
Your eyes were closed and you were at peace.
Nothing could tear me away.
We made it through the night
hiding something so innocent and pure.
I know what I felt when
we became One.
A tear dropped once
A torment never before experienced
while Conflicting Feelings were soon
Foreheads were kissed for reassurance
This is Right.
Hands held my head like pillows
Invisible eyes frightened us
You Triple checked the lock
and covered my mouth
Questions arose from my subconscious after slight laughter
I became intoxicated by your breath
I was mesmerized
Understanding of this
is far from reach.
Now we lay exhausted
I curl around
placing my head
on your chest.
I Love You.
Through a small passage of that we spent together
Existentialism.Existentialism.8 years ago in Open More Like This
I am everything. I am nothing at all.
I am your greatest joy and your deepest sorrow.
I am the blood that courses through your veins.
I am the air that fills your lungs.
I will shatter your heart.
I will piece it together again.
I will murder you in cold blood.
I will bring you back to life.
I am your worst nightmare.
I am the tear that drops from a child's eye when he learns that Santa Claus is not real.
I am the reason it takes so long for you to fall asleep at night.
I am what makes you cry out in pain.
I am what makes you gasp with pleasure.
I am why you writhe naked amongst your sweat-soaked sheets.
I am what draws you ever closer to the brink of death.
I am what makes you feel more alive than anything else.
I am mystery.
I am enigma.
I am labyrinth.
I am the unanswerable question.
I am everything. I am nothing at all.
Weeping Angels-Vashta NeradaSnap your neck,Weeping Angels-Vashta Nerada3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
steal your conscience;
don't know what to do.
Zap you back,
you're still conscious,
whichever one they choose.
Can't run, can't hide,
don't know where to go.
Can't turn, can't blink;
can't even look away.
The eyes, the eyes,
don't you ever look,
they're not the windows,
they're the doors,
be careful what may enter.
Moving, writhing in the dark,
watch your ever step.
They won't even leave a mark;
the books are where they're kept.
Count the shadows; count the shadows,
'caus they might be moving.
Count the shadows; count the shadows,
'caus they might be growing.
Leave the dark, go away,
don't you ever go near it.
Watch the dark as it makes it mark;
see it as it comes near.
Every creature fears the dark,
but that's not what they fear.
What they fear, the silent armada,
what they fear, the Vashta Nerada.
Through and Through.The last time you held me,Through and Through.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That last time I felt your breath on my neck..
It was pure bliss,
I squeezed every second I could
From those last moments with you..
I held your hand tight,
and I kissed you as much as I could,
Through all of our tears.
All of the sobs
I love you,
And I want you to be here again,
To hold me,
To hear your voice,
To feel your arms around me..
I want it all back,
And even if anything happens,
I'll still be yours
Through and Through. <3
A Prospective Overlord's Guide to EvilA Prospective Overlord’s guide to EvilA Prospective Overlord's Guide to Evil1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Greetings, dear reader, and welcome to this guide to evil!
Any ‘good’ Overlord (or Overlady, evil does not discriminate) needs to master the many intricate ways of evil, from controlling a minion horde, to the usage of terror and chaos on the battlefield, managing a harem (for many will want to share in your evil and wealthy glory) to the ‘entertainment’ of special guests and how to get the answers you want.
In this guide you will find chapters on each of these aspects of evil, and many more, for evil is a multi-faceted thing, like a particularly murderous gemstone.
To start this guide, we will look into the defining core aspects of evil, and those of the great God of Evil. Any true Overlord will have to identify which aspect they are most comfortable with, and must strike a good balance between them, one that works for their abilities and mind-set.
The three core aspects of evil are the aspect of Domination, the aspe
SCP-049 TheorySome things to point out about SCP-049 first - his docile nature, his termination of the "infected", and the nature of that termination.SCP-049 Theory1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
SCP-049 kills people it believes are infected. During a conversation with it, the doctor who first spoke with it made the assumption that the "Great Pestilence" it spoke of was the plague. This is perfectly agreeable, as SCP-049 takes on the appearance of a Plague Doctor. However some things do not add up. Firstly, the doctor's own assurance, that "no one here is infected". If it were the plague SCP-049 was sensing, it would be very apparent that certain people did have the plague, as the symptoms are very noticable. However, it is clear that no one is infected in the SCP Foundation, due to the lack of symptoms and, most simply, because the plague occurred several hundred years ago, and such an epidemic has not taken such a toll since then. Simply, the chances of someone infected with the said disease is very, very small.
Another thing that doesn't ad
Fallout 3: What not to do.100 things I am no longer allowed to do in the Capital Wasteland:Fallout 3: What not to do.5 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. I am no longer allowed to use the Missile Launcher.
2. I am no longer allowed to use the Fat Man.
3. I am to be kept away from the Experimental MIRV at all costs.
4. The pool cue is not meant for that.
5. If I find a Raider bullying one of my fellow wastelanders, I must politely ask them to stop. Note that superior firepower is an acceptable alternative.
6. Do not wave a white flag in the presence of Raiders; you WILL be strangled with it.
7. At all costs, do NOT procreate with Moira Brown.
8. If you should happen to procreate with Moira Brown, lock the offspring in a Vault immediately.
9. The voices aren't real, they're just that radio signal you forgot to turn off.
10. I am not allowed to put fluffy orange ears on Fawkes.
11. I am not allowed to borrow Fawkes' Gatling Laser.
12. Moira Brown is not allowed to borrow any Gatling Laser.
13. I am not allo
Tea TimeCitrus scents waft aboutTea Time5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Filling my mind with pleasure.
Images of lovers and well-kept secrets
Litter the walls and frames.
Kisses forever frozen in motion.
Hands forever locked.
Smiles always to remain.
Expressions of surprise
Never to change.
I sit in silent solitude
Sipping idly at my tea.
One instant for me
Is for them,
LustLustLust7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Poison running through your veins
Toxic waste flooding through your soul
You despise it
You crave it
You want it
It leaves thousands dead
And thousands bloodied
But still people go to unspeakable lengths
To feel its cold embrace
The more you reach for it
The less you get
The more you run from it
The more you feel its cold breath
You hate it
You take it
You need it
Its here to kill
We welcome it lovingly
With open arms.
Snape's EpilogueIt was the purest white he had ever seen. Blinding, almost, yet he was not squinting. In fact, he was not scowling, either. Severus Snapes trademark expression had abandoned him, leaving behind one of tranquility and content. He felt as if the overwhelming gravity that used to pound on his head, furrow his brows, and slouch his shoulders was gone. He felt light, yet stable on what was now soft, dewy grass.Snape's Epilogue7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
All around him the brilliant white was fading away to reveal a small clearing in a green and luminous forest. There was no sun. Every leaf, every blade of grass, every flower petal seemed to emit its own yellow light. Severus could feel the damp blades between his bare toes, making him aware of his own nakedness. He looked down on his bare arms to find that while he was still pale, his skin had lost its usual sickly pallor. He touched his face, almost surprised to find it still there. He was still a being, still a form. He half expected to be a cloud of dust.
It was complicated
Family Forever Chapter Four - That One Bit MoreFamily Forever Chapter Four - That One Bit More3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"It all started here." Ed explained; the ruins of our old house in front of us. "There was the main room, our room, the kitchen, the basement, the memories; it sure does bring me back." Ed let out a small laugh, walking across where every room roughly was.
"I'm surprised there's still some ashes left and that they all haven't been blow away." I chuckled, scratching the back of my head; glass shattering from underneath Ed's left foot as he tread forward a step. Brother straight away peered down at the floor where the noise had come from. He crouched down and digged in the pile of rubble, he was standing on and pulled out a dusty cracked, wooden photo frame, which had a photo still in it. He shook the ashes out the cracked photo frame before lifting it up to show me.
"Al remember this photo? I'm surprised it's still in good condition." He said, facing it towards me. I stepped closer to him and glanced at the photo. It was a photo of us as young boys with mother, mum held
The Voicemail of GodThe Voicemail of GodThe Voicemail of God7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Ever since I can remember, I have been one of those strange people who pick up pennies. I find them everywhere, on sidewalks, in stadiums, on the floors of grocery stores, in parking lots you get the idea. And it is a rare occasion indeed if I fail to pick them up. Most people, when faced with a copper portrait of Lincoln down by their feet, even if they dropped it themselves, will simply ignore it. After all, you cannot buy anything with one cent; why even bother bending over? I, on the other hand, like to think I am a little more practical than most. When I see one of those poor, unloved little presidents looking up at me, I have to admit that I get a little excited. Well, maybe excited is a bit strong, but you get my point. You see, when I see abandoned pennies, I see free money just waiting to be claimed. The only work required to earn it is bending over, and a simple motion of the thumb and forefinger. Yes, one penny is fairly useless, but I know that by
You've been on my mind...Quite frankly, you're heavy. Get off.You've been on my mind...7 years ago in General More Like This
Mermaid's NightTwists of blue and green,Mermaid's Night5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tendrils of red and white,
Stars meet water,
Water meets sky,
Tonight is a mermaid's night.
AbleI can't say that I like youAble5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I can't say that I don't
I can't say that I love you
I can't say that I won't
I can't say that I want to
Hug, kiss and stroke you
I can say how I feel
Just not to you
I can say and I will
I am such a fool
You are all I think of
Ever since we've met
But a look perhaps a smile
Is all I ever get
I don't want life without you there
For I know the void is much to bear
There are things I can and can't
Things I said and things I meant
20 Reasons Why I Hate Twilight1) It's poorly written. Stephen King can back me up on SMeyer being a horrible writer.20 Reasons Why I Hate Twilight4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
2) Those are not vampires, they're sparkly fags. And by fag, I don't mean gay, I mean fag.
3) Edward is a 107 year old virgin. Can you say pathetic?
4) Bella has no redeeming qualities; she's a very weak main character. Physically she isn't strong. She can't run away right even; she trips too much. She's not smart, either, she's almost brain dead (come on, how long did it take her to figure out Edward was a vampire again?). She's not very pretty. She's not nice; she treats her friends horribly, and wants nothing to do with normal boys who aren't monsters. Somehow, everyone loves her, despite all this, which only makes her even more dislikable.
5) There is no plot. Or, if there is, it was so small I missed it.
6) Edward is abusive and a stalker.
7) Bella has absolutely no opposition to Edward stalking her. (In Buffy the Vampire slayer, Buffy tells Angel that girls don't like being stalked. She actuall
UntitledGDA AGVSID [R0188]Untitled9 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Unit Name: Anaconda Air Dominance Gunship
Unit Designation: Hybrid Heavy Gunship
Unit Manufacturer: Luft-und Raumfahrttechnik Maschinebau-Gruppe 753.
Power Plant(s): Two (2) CSHI Sunstream-88 Turbojets (15,000 shp)
Main and Auxiliary Rotor Relative Strength: Very resistant to warping and autocannon-caliber impacts
Tail Rotor Relative Strength: Very resistant to autocannon-caliber impacts
Hull Relative Strength: Very resistant to explosive weaponry, resistant to penetrating projectiles up to and including tank shells; an Anaconda has been noted on more than one occasion to take an artillery round straight to the side and manage to truck through it and continue on despite the damage.
Crew: One to three; the Anaconda can accept an AI core that allows it to be flown with only a pilot, but it was designed for a pilot and a copilot, and has room for a third member to function as a backup copilot or engineer. In fact, the cockpit actually has a fourth seat, though this is o
And when ...And when ...5 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
And when the bitter thoughts and hatred vanishes away , it's like final and natural filter of mind and soul ..
You are no more angry , you are feeling relief and manage to concentrate on positive sides of ''recent heart attack'' issue . While walking in the streets , you smile to yourself , smile to those finest memories like they used to make you smile before And no place for dissapointment , no place for anger anymore . Such a serene smile plays with your lips ... lights your eyes ..shines up your face .)
You feel gratefull for those feelings , not regarding that their price was too expensive maybe.. you will never be sorry for what you have done .
And now she is like a woman who can't manage to accept the death of her beloved
Emmamy dearest,Emma4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
your depression is taking it's tole
you seem to have no soul
you abandon your kids you abandon your wife
confusion is part of life
once so strong now so weak
your mind has fallen into deep
you don't smile you don't sing
you refuse to play your violin
depression is a heavy thing
you conquered it ones do it again
Your mind is stuck
your mind is weak
your mind is telling you;
how could this be
suicide infront of your kids
what were you thinking you selfish bitch
you don't think
you're in to deep
i thought you were strong
you couldn't be beat
you proved me wrong
this is my defeat
the highlight of my life
aside from my wife
i love you
i miss you
that's no lie
you are lost
you can be found
listen to your heart
i listen to mine
mine is saying
fight for your life
fight for your love
fight my Emma
fight and never give up!