Take meTake me11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Take me to the darkest place in the sky
A place where I'm not afraid to die
Where no one can see us, take me far
We will be shining just like another star
Just take me...
The Reason For My SongYou're my head, bobbing to the musicThe Reason For My Song6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
in my heart. You're the tune in my
mind just before the singing starts.
You're the cheering crowd, when I'm
performing all alone. The reason I
blush when I call and hang up the phone.
I may not have the greatest voice,
or even the greatest sense of rhythm,
but I think of you and I have no choice,
but to express my love for you with them.
You're my companion in my daydreams,
making me laugh, even at the little things.
The one with the power to strike me dumb,
where all others get me talking till their
ears are numb. Yours are the compliments
that have me looking in the mirror, and
smiling, as if for the first time ever.
I may not be the greatest looker, I
sure don't tell the greatest jokes,
but I see how you feel for me, and
I'm filled with the highest of hopes.
You're my cloudless afternoon, you're
my starry midnight sky. You're the one
who makes me swoon, you're the one who
makes me cry. Your the one whom I need
most, whose absence co
The Wayward Travelerwhat does it mean, waking from a dream,The Wayward Traveler6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sad to lose someone you've never seen?
What does it mean, returning home,
after traveling places you've never been?
While something in your heart tells you it's real?
What does it mean, losing grip on reality,
without ever realizing, you're letting go?
What does it mean, feeling lonely, for family
you never really left behind. Yet they seem
farther away to you now than ever?
What happens when the only familiar feeling
comes from helping others from afar?
What happens when existence becomes simple
hours between work, sleep, and bus stations?
I think you begin to wonder where and who you are.
This is my attempt to try and grab your hand again.
This is my way of taking back command again.
This is my way of telling those who may be feeling
they lost me that I'm trying to come home again,
like the dog that I am, to the home that raised me.
Like man's best friend I have come to rely on
the praise and warmth of others, to feed me
with compliments and le
This NightI wasn't a child foreverThis Night10 years ago in Ballad More Like This
When you see me
I can feel them
What's holding you back?
We feel the same
I know that
Eyes flicker away
But you still are
Why are you holding back?
The past has flown
Out of reach
We cannot hold on
So let's let go
And be all we are
You and I
You don't believe
I'm nothing to you
But you can't fight this feeling
You've stayed the same
And forever you'll be fighting this.
But if you don't love me
Then why are you here?
Under this moonlit night
With nothing but me
And the whisper of the wind.
Don't turn around
Are you trying to fight it again?
Touch your hand
Cold as ice
But my fingers lock with yours.
We feel it
We share it.
Our eyes meet
I feel complete
You belong here
Tainted KissesTainted Kisses12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One quite night,
Not so long ago.
You held me close,
You said You loved me so.
You drew me near,
Close into your chest.
I knew at that moment,
You were the best.
I looked up at You,
At your sparkling eyes.
You would tell me no lies.
You came on gentile,
And then quite strong.
I could have kissed You,
All night long.
Then You stepped away,
Never to kiss me again.
My heart is still broken,
Just as much now, as then.
No one can replace You,
No one can even compare.
All other kisses are tainted,
No more sweet ones to share.
yellow rosesPink roses show charming affectionyellow roses10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A sweet reminder of admiration.
A simple sign of puppy love
That you're the one someone is thinking of.
Red roses show a love that is great,
A feeling so strong and intimate.
An emotion for someone so adored
To whom you'd give everything, and more.
White roses signify eternity
A love of truth and purity.
Forever together, two bound hearts,
Only in death will they finally part.
I could wish for pink roses,
signs of your charm;
showing that I'm in your heart;
How I dream of white roses,
love lasting eternally;
But yellow roses of friendship
are all you can give to me.
Character Bio: Vigil AscladesCharacter Biography for Vigil AscladesCharacter Bio: Vigil Asclades10 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Name: Vigil Asclades
Age: Early twenties (twenty-one – twenty-seven at max, but he's around twenty-two or so in the novels)
Family: Robyn Asclades, sister (Adopted/Unkown); Joseph Asclades, father (Adopted/Deceased); Sophia Aslcades, mother (Adopted/Deceased); biological parents unknown.
Eye color: crimson
Hair color: Black
Weapon of choice: Scythe
Weight: 173 Lbs
Height: 6 foot, 1 inch
Vigil Asclades does not know much of his lineage, save that he was left in the care of Joseph and Sophia Asclades shortly after birth. Five years later, Robyn Asclades was born into the family.
Shortly after her birth, Vigil met with upon a scarred hermit veiled in a thick cloak; he never learned anything of this man, but this stranger taught him in the art of how to handle a scythe as a weapon of war, and instructed Vigil in the art of summoning Linked items for reasons unknown.
At the age of twelve, Vigil went off into the woods to train wi
Inuyasha - Project IY14 Chap 3Inuyasha - Project IY14 Chap 310 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 3: Unable to Live, Unable to die
IY14 opened his eyes as his brain made its way back to consciousness, and immediately he wanted to fall back asleep again. He felt nauseated and weak, which was the norm now as the sedative drugs made their run through his system. The drugs themselves had become the norms in his daily routine…
They had not been the norm originally. After he had attacked the homoyoukai Naraku, they had punched a needle into his shoulder releasing its contents into his blood, which and robbing him of all energy and stamina. However, they allowed the drugs to wear off and his energy to return before coming to collect him again for more tests.
He had separated the homoyoukai into two groups the guards and the experimenters. The guards came for him, and escorted him to the lab where the experimenters would take over, but always there would be a guard nearby.
The food one had not been so bad. For some reason that was beyond his understanding they
Silly little thingsDisclaimer: I don't own the sexh Sesshomaru or cutie little Rin. Happy?Silly little things10 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Silly little things.
Sometimes Sesshomaru had no idea what to think of the things Rin would do. He was never one for caring what humans did or why they did it. They were like ants; it didn't matter how many of them you killed, there were still more of them in the next step you took. So he learned to live content with the fact that he would just kill as many as he could. But everything changed the day he met the little human girl that refused to leave him alone. He didn't know why she insisted on coming back and trying to take care of him.
Humans were funny like that.
They did the dumbest things and didn't think twice about it.
Rin always did foolish things. She was always trying to pick flowers for Jaken and himself, and even though he took them when she gave them to him, within the next minute or two when she occupied herself with something different he would throw them
Winter roseDisclaimer: I don't own Sesshomaru or Rin or any of the Inuyasha characters, but Motoko is mine ^^Winter rose10 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The sun rose over the hill tops casting a magnificent glow over the snow covered lands. The trees and plants were white from the snow that had fallen the night before. Everything had an icy look to it, and it made everything look like something out of a fairy tail. Even the animals looked surreal, though there weren't many of them out today. It was too cold for most of them. But for seventeen year old Rin, it was perfect.
She had always loved winter; it was the time of year when everything and everyone seemed pure and right, and there was this special feeling in the air that made you feel good all over. She couldn't explain it, but she could feel it, and she loved it. There were so many things about the winter season that Rin loved, but at the top of the list was her Sesshomaru-sama. When they would travel in the snow
Inuyasha - Project IY14 Chap 4Inuyasha - Project IY14 Chap 410 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Nine hundred feet and closing," Sango said, pulling on the lever that would release the landing gear of their ship the.
"Y'know," said Miroku from the chair next to her, "There's something about you…."
"What?" Sango snapped; she could see what was coming.
"There's something about seeing you all strapped up in the pilot seat like that, just…rarr." Miroku raised his eyebrows, in an attempting-to-be-seductive way.
Sango rolled her eyes; he did this almost every time they came in for a landing, just after she pulled on the landing gear lever. And then after the "strapped up" line he would always ask…
"Will you bear my children?"
"No, not in this lifetime. Not ever…." Sango growled her response this time; with the heavy winds this planet had she was in no mood for Miroku's hijinx. "Grope me right now, and you are dead man."
Miroku snapped his fingers in defeat, she was catching on to his strategies. He pressed the intercom button, to contact the crew.
"Inu, Kagome, Rin, Shippou, buckle up,
Seeking SolaceWhen I acheSeeking Solace6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When I yearn
When I break
When I burn
I think of you
You lift me when I'm down
You're the air under my wings
You breathe so I won't drown
You give me the courage to sing
When I fall
When I cry
When I call
When I'm shy
I reach for you
You're my steady anchor
You're my solid ground
You make me bolder
You always astound
When there's pain
When I bleed
When I'm not sane
When I need
I run to you
You always believe
Your love abounds
You know what I can achieve
You watch from the background
When I'm weak
When I'm frail
When I'm bleak
When I fail
I turn to you
You set my spirit free
You're always around
You see the best in me
You're the solace I've found
Inuyasha - Project IY14 Chap15Inuyasha - Project IY14 Chap1510 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He ran down the as fast as his legs permitted him. Why he was running, he knew not, all he did know was he need to get some where and he needed to get there quick.
Despite the fact his feet were pounding the metal floor, he did not here the eerie hollow thud they should be creating. It was then he realized there was no sound at all. Even though he was breathing hard and his heart was pumping fast, he could not hear them working. Even still he did not dare stop running.
He almost tripped when his foot suddenly impacted a non-metallic surface. It was still solid like the metal, but it was not quite so unyielding.
Though his feet had not touched a wooden floor in so long, he liked the feel of it beneath his feet. It felt familiar and warm.
Even still he kept running…
He could hear shouting voices, voices he had heard all too many times before. But always he had never seen who they came from.
"It couldn't save her! Useless thing! It couldn't save HER!"
Her Masochistic Hobby - PoemHer masochistic hobbyHer Masochistic Hobby - Poem10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Far away in slumber
In a dream I've never seen
I once watched the story
Of a sad and troubled teen.
A crushing wave of sadness
A face turned `way in shame
A heart that's cold and bitter
And full of sorrowed blame.
This child lived day in and out
In horrified despair
Alone in empty blackness
With an unreadable stare.
The offered peace in steel
Finally caught her troubled eye
She took a knife and made a cut
Not deep enough to die.
For years she made these cuts
On her broken soul
A wavering line of crimson
Starting to take its toll.
Her masochistic hobby
Was finally found out
She was soon comitted
But not without a rout.
She could not stand this prison
She hugged herself and cried
She found a sharpened object
She cut herself and died.
ForgivenessWhat is forgiveness?Forgiveness6 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Letting go when you need to
Forgetting you hurt
Forgetting someone hurt you
It's really not that easy
Forgive and forget
Like it's so easy to do
Forget and forgive
Until you hurt me again
And beg for my forgiveness
I can forgive you
If you swear not to do that
Not ever again
If it's once it's shame on you
Twice and then it's shame on me
But here in the end
Who really carries the blame?
Is it you or me?
You keep on breaking my trust
And I always forgive you
Random ThoughtsWe each have a turn, and a secret allotment of time. Who knows how much.Random Thoughts10 years ago in Open More Like This
Beware, nations who would think themselves eternal. How can you forget that Rome is rubble and Atlantis sleeps beneath the sea?
Quickly wanes the kingdoms of men. They grow, and bloom and die just like all things do. The trees can tell you that, and the land and the sea.
Would it not be foolish for a single drop of water on the high crest of a wave to say, "I am here aloft because of my own greatness"? Soon it will find itself among the foam and froth. Of course! That is the way with all things.
What is power? What is control? None of these can be kept forever. None of them are eternal possessions. They are just tools that shape the world, but every craftsman must eventually retire his instrument. Another artist will take his place.
Learn from nature. Tiny rivers form expansive canyons. Destructive fire brings teeming life. Use power, and strength when it is right to do so. And use mercy and restraint when such ar
Mandala Mind-for Tess's LC Quick note: This is related to *Tessombra's "Liquid Consciousness" series. It is a self insertion despite being told in third person.Mandala Mind-for Tess's LC8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Humans were all about connecting to each other. They always desired contact in some form--mostly via conversation, touch or even exchanged looks. Humans reminded him of cities held together by freeways, streets, roads and avenues of communication. Information zipped in and out. They moved and made noise. They fell victim to their sexual desires. They rarely stood still...
He slipped unnoticed from machine to machine in the internet café. His ghostly hand reached through each mouse to feel out the people, finding them all the same.
Until he tried the last terminal in the back.
This one was an island. This one did not desire connectivity with the people in her environment. This one was a lone house on a hill with only a two lane dirt road between
Hotel Wawanakwa: 01HOTEL WAWANAKWAHotel Wawanakwa: 015 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
On an average day for the average person, it might be a little disconcerting to find oneself in a strange abandoned building, unconscious on the floor. Panic and dread would follow your awakening, with paranoia and a million questions overloading your brain. This wasn't the case for 23 still unaware teens, haphazardly sleeping on the floor and various pieces of furniture in what appeared to be a lobby. This was just the beginning of another dramatic day, under the sadistically cruel wing of host Chris Maclean.
The creak of a door opening, hinges almost rusted through, and the echo of footsteps signaled the first sign of activity in the lobby. Briskly, almost enthusiastically the steps made their way to the mess of bodies, passing by a dusty and worn reception desk. Embellishing the once rich maple colored desk, hung the remains of the establishments title, mostly unreadable except for the word: HOTEL.
Beyond the dirty, shattered windows, the sun wa
PromiseChad sat on the park bench, the parakeet beside him in his cage chirping happily.Promise9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Karin was playing with some of her friends and griped at one of them for missing the kick. Chad smiled.
She was so much like her brother that it was almost unnerving. The attitude, the smile, and the frown…they were so alike that sometimes Chad almost forgot that he wasn't talking to her brother Ichigo.
Chad felt someone sit down opposite him and start talking to the parakeet beside him. Chad looked out of the corner of his eye to see Karin who, apparently, had gotten fed up with her friends for a while and decided to take a break.
Chad watched as Karin talked to the parakeet about various things such as death and ghosts. And he smiled when she reacted like she was actually getting a response from the now normal bird. Chad started getting lost in his own thoughts again when he heard her voice.
"What was he like?" Karin asked.
Chad tilted his head a little to the side in thought. Karin watched the giant yo
Foolish QuestionsFoolish Questions11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: Inuyasha and Co. do not belong to me. If they did, Kikyou would have more interesting almost-deaths than falling off a cliff.
This was written for a contest in the DeviantART club, Young Infatuation.
Rin sat at the loom, her legs folded properly beneath her. Her fingers deftly guided the shuttle back and forth across the splayed fibers to create the fabric that she would use later to make her own kimono. He sat behind her and the gentle girl could feel his eyes follow the actions of her sixteen year old hands. She turned to meet his gaze over her shoulder, but his vision had moved from her too quickly, and was already staring at the scrolls on the opposite wall.
She smiled. The honest smile she saved for only one person in the entire world. He may not see her smile, but that would not stop him from knowing that it was there. She smiled for him.
The words were coming out of her mouth before she remembered opening her lips.
He remained si
Inuyasha - Project IY14 Chap 2Inuyasha - Project IY14 Chap 210 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ship: The Midoriko
Destination: Shikon Military Research Facility
Inuyasha Wakahisa was sitting on his small couch in his room, rubbing both sides of his face angrily. Who did that girl think she was anyway? She'd only been with them for a week and already she was acting like head mechanic instead of his assistant. Trust Miroku to pick up the headstrong ones, if only Kouga hadn't decided to run off and marry that girl he met on planet Chehalis.
Sure he had called Kagome a whiny bitch, but she didn't have to deck him one for it. Besides, she had it coming, the first thing she did when Miroku introduced her to him was run up and tweak the fuzzy white ears on top of his head to "see if they were real." Of course they were real, what rock had she crawled out from under, that she had never seen a hanyou before?
Of course he wasn't a full hanyou, meaning he had one full blood youkai parent, full blooded youkai had died out 600 years ago, and even a full hany
Can you imagine it?We amount to nothing. This is the simplest truth you'll find on this page, we are one of near 7 billion people on a planet. If someone was chosen out of that 7 billion, just one, to receive any sort of notice or boon statistically the chances of you being picked are squat. If one person were to die, as people have a habit of doing the world would not stop turning, 1 in 7 billion isn't noticeable, their friends and family will mourn their passing but the rest of the 7 billion probably won't even realize.Can you imagine it?10 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
We're one planet, a small planet that is roughly 11 times smaller than Saturn our solar systems largest planet, we're dwarfed next to it yet even more so by the sun roughly 100 times larger than earth. Near it Earth is but a pebble floating in its gravitational pull. When viewing the whole solar system we barely register as a dot. You are one of 7 billion on a pebble floating around the sun.
Our Galaxy contains roughly 30 billion suns in our arm of this galaxy, the Milky Way. Each one r
A Gesture Of LoveLord Sesshoumaru, ruler of the Western Lands, sat at an empty table, poking at his breakfast irritably. Movement from behind him made him straighten up in his seat and clear his through, but with much disappointment it was not her. A servant bowed in front of him, and picked up the untouched food sitting coldly beside him in the next chair over.A Gesture Of Love10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"No, leave it," he commanded a little bit too harshly. The servant bowed again and walked away. Sesshoumaru sighed annoyingly and rubbed the bridge of his nose. This was the fifth morning in a row that Rin, the little girl that clung to him like static, and adored the very ground he walked upon, had missed eating breakfast with him. Normally, she was the first on to the breakfast table, and usually putting a fresh bouquet of flowers in a vase set out in front of his chair. Gradually over time, the first thing he though when he woke up in the morning, was what flowers she would put before him today. He had grown to love her beaming sm
The Witch and the WerewolfIt was a cool, crisp day in the town of Pumpkin Grove and the air was laced with magic. Of course that was normal since most of the residents of the town were supernatural. Plus it was Halloween, one of the days when the inherent magic was strongest.The Witch and the Werewolf6 years ago in General More Like This
But there was one witch by the name of Kristiana who was far from happy. She was twelve years old with bouncy blonde curls and blue eyes. Eyes that were laced with tears as she sat by herself in the park.
Her parents were both superior mages and as their daughter Kristy should have control of her own magic and by now. But she continued to botch spells and ruin potions.
There were whispered rumors around the school that she was a dud and had no ability at all. Those rumors got started when she refused to use her powers in fear of accidentally blowing something up.
That was why she was in the park. There had been a half session of school earlier and she had received an incomplete on the project she had been given. Now she had to go home and