Home?I stand among the corpsesHome? in Other More Like This
But Im still breathing
I hope for Death to take me by the hand
And escort me home
But I need a home first
What is home?
It is nowhere, it is nothing
For I have no heart
Therefore no love
Rewriting The DictionaryMy hopes and dreams are severedRewriting The Dictionary in Other More Like This
As are the ties and bonds
You've changed the sense of forever
So it no longer corresponds
It's all my fault, I should have held on
But everyone makes mistakes
And there is no time for bygones
For there are far too many aches
Just promise me one thing before you leave
Swear to me you will not come back
For I wore my heart on my sleeve
And if you return it just may crack
Truth Is A Lie.I do not know the meaning of truthTruth Is A Lie. in Other More Like This
I find it to be overrated
Why not be creative?
I do not know what is not and what is
But I know that fact is whatever you want it to be
I try and try to do whats right
But your perception of morality and mine are different
I am not a stereotype, I am a
Human with feelings and thoughts
I see what I want to see
And screw what anyone else thinks
Love, adoration is a lie.
Its only temporary infatuation
There needs to be excitement, changes
Otherwise I lose interest.
Close Off The CoffinChasing rainbows in shades of grayClose Off The Coffin in Open More Like This
Watching silver clouds go by
Roses and violets wither away
Your turn, my dear, to die
With my future fears
I try to bury the past
The desperate, listless tears
Dry up all too fast
I walk away, on a trail not made
Let my own shoes pave the way
And as all faith begins to fade
So does the month of May.
Bleeding OutYou come around and then I stand and stareBleeding Out in Other More Like This
Your presence makes me both oblivious and paralyzed
Of each and every thing you do I am aware
And my mouth is dry with words that can't be verbalized
The streets are lined with memories, both perfect and pained
I watch them take place through weary eyes and somnolent notions
All this took place while I was slowly, but surely, being drained
Of my crimson lifeline, entering a void with no feelings, no emotions
I'll be at peace, and at the same time I'll burn in a thousand fires
For I'll be dispossessed of loving you, therefore deprived of all dreams
Each second I spend with you grants my deepest desires
And once all is lost, each second will tear me apart at the seams.
DeafenedBeloved, I would die for youDeafened in Other More Like This
For you live for me whilst I walk along life dead
Do take care, my sweet, for you breathe for two
I'm barely hanging on, and only by a thread
If I were to beg, would you swear?
I would gladly get low on the ground
My tourniquet is beginning to tear
I'm listening intently, but I hear no sound
AloneThe clouds roll in, and the water starts to fallAlone in Other More Like This
There has been no sunshine since the door closed
I walk down a vacant and secluded road
As though all else has died and decomposed
I produce no sound, looking down
I stare at the cold, dreadful street
It looks so lonesome down there
Accompanied only by my shuffling feet
Though I will not object to the isolation
For no one can penetrate my indolent thought
I look up, face now drenched, at the sky
No longer longing the light I once sought
Pointless PleadingI begged for mercyPointless Pleading in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
You laughed at me so harshly
That made the first cut
A Cold WarmthThe heat of the tearsA Cold Warmth in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Warms like a summer morning
A summer mourning
Pages Of Floral ArrangementsThe time-space continuum has been obscuredPages Of Floral Arrangements in Other More Like This
The seconds turn to days, the minutes into years
And the pain that follows close behind I've endured
Over the millennia I've cried billions of tears
The songs I sung secretly for you while you ignored me wholly
They're on repeat, and I cry to their rhythm eternally beaten into my head
Believe it or not, it makes no difference to me, you're killing me slowly
Each step I take away from you takes forever, as if my feet are made of led
How am I to be glad when all that I ever asked for,
He disregards me each and every day?
He leaves me hurting, bleeding, and sore
I'm one of the walking dead, beginning to decay
The process won't take long
I'll decompose within a few hours
In this world I never did belong
Perhaps I'll belong in a field of paper flowers
in the blink of an eyeshe was born on a day whenin the blink of an eye in Free Verse More Like This
tectonic plates were crashing against each other
and i think that’s a good metaphor for her:
she was always the kind of person who fought
battles, even ones she couldn’t win.
she was a mess of moments she should have
taken seriously and too many times she tried
to laugh off the pain.
i learned how to care about other people
too much by watching her.
diagnosed as a grenade, she told me one day,
sure to blow up in someone’s face.
you’re going to be fine, i told her.
just let me leave, she said and
i wish i had, but i couldn’t,
not until she kicked and screamed her way
out of the doors, resenting everything
that stayed, a friend by memory alone.
i still have the scars from her detonation.
i will probably carry then with me until
i, too, leave.
fast friends make fast ends make sad ends make
wondering when she stopped caring
enough to not even want to say goodbye.
to the new girl, don’t worry:
getting too attachedto the one night stand, probably sittinggetting too attached in Free Verse More Like This
in a taxi on the way back to his overpriced apartment,
this is just to let you know
that i wish i could love like you do.
that is to say, in under thirty minutes and not at all.
this is just to say
congratulations on being my first
one night stand
and also, i just wanted to tell you
that i’m glad you never gave me your name
because if you had, i would have tracked
you down through the whole city,
holding my heart in my hands
until i found you so i could give you
the damn thing.
it’s going to be a long time before
i can get those eyes out of my head, boy.
i wish you had fallen in love with me,
like in those movies or in those books,
and then you would have stayed.
i wish i could have met you
at my workplace and you would
take me out to dinner or to an arcade
or to a midnight showing of a B rated horror film.
i wish you were nervous the first time you kissed me
and that you tasted like a breath mint
instead of cheap
six feet under and over your headwhen the leftovers finally run out,six feet under and over your head in Free Verse More Like This
your thirteen year old sister comes to you
and says that she misses mom and dad.
you assure her that one will be coming back soon.
neither of you mentions the other.
you think that this is a perfect time for a drink,
before you remember you’re not even twenty-one.
from bagging groceries to the middle school
to waiting tables to making dinner
then to night classes to home by eleven
then to leaving angry voicemails at
three a.m. when you wake up
and realize that you are not old enough for this
and no one seems to care.
then then then—
then you’re standing too tall holding flowers in a cemetery,
promising to do better because
today your thirteen year old sister
came to you and said that she has never felt more alone
and you are not prepared for any of this:
you are trying your best.
no one can see that you’re trying your best.
but you are.
this is not a fairytale.
there is no bad king or mad witch
or love to conquer all.
8 Things I Learned Before I Turned Sixteen1. you are stronger than you think8 Things I Learned Before I Turned Sixteen in Free Verse More Like This
and when you tell other people this,
do not be offended when they start talking about muscle mass.
they will not understand until they wake up
one day and are disappointed to find themselves
2. reading books about thin people
doesn’t make you thin
just like writing poems about happiness
doesn’t make you happy.
3. make new year’s resolutions. even if you know
they won’t last longer than the shower
you make them in, do it anyways because
you’ll love the idea of the person you were
washing off of you with the dirt.
4. you’re going to fall head over heels
over ankles over fingers in love with a boy.
this does not mean that you have any right
to keep him.
5. someone won’t always be there to tell you,
“hey, good job on getting out of bed today.
good job on going to school and doing your homework.
good job on surviving today.”
but good job anyways.
6. change your hair color. change your s
suicidal.it’s like she’s toeing the edge of a cliff andsuicidal. in Free Verse More Like This
she’s smiling and she’s deadly
and you’re standing too far back to save her
and it’s just too late because she’s about
if you want a list of reasons not to commit suicide,
here it is.
1. you have two dogs that will miss you.
they were wagging their tails and smiling
last night when they took you to the hospital
and i couldn’t find the words to tell them
that they should be quiet.
2. you have a car that you cried when you got
and you roll the windows down and blast music
whenever you pick me up from school
and i’m sorry i never sang along, but this is just to say
that you have things that still make you feel alive.
3. you have a sister that is nice about fifteen percent of the time
and loves you the rest of it. trust me, she does.
she does not remember the last time she hugged you
but she wrote about you when her teacher asked her
who her hero was.
4. mom should
read this when you're so angry you shakelittle drops of oil make rainbows on wet concreteread this when you're so angry you shake in Free Verse More Like This
and i don’t know how beautiful you find that,
but sometimes you gotta learn that
the littlest things are the prettiest,
like the shape of your fingernails and the crinkles
you get at the corner of your eyes when you laugh and
when you grow old and i know i said “grow old”
like it’s a temporary thing, but that’s because it is.
you can think it’s forever but it’s really
a split second because you don’t matter, not when
the universe is still growing and speeding through a nothingness
we can’t even fathom, not when color doesn’t exist in space
but nebulas still explode in shades of gold and green,
not when there are stars who die
before their light ever touches our faces. you don’t matter,
not to anyone but the people who have fallen in love
with the way you walk and the way you breathe
and the way you keep doing both.
i don’t care that the universe is spinning and grow
fifty-one miles on an old country roadmy sister used to tell me, “Life isfifty-one miles on an old country road in Free Verse More Like This
a journey without a finish line. Some may fall
by the wayside, but get up and keep on trying.”
on the good days, i can be twelve again
and crouched outside her door
and hear her asking God to give her a sign
that he was listening, goddammit, anything.
on the bad days, i can look back and i still won’t
be able to tell you when she lost her faith in
the thing about suicide is that
people can tell you they love you
and they can tell you that they’d miss you,
but suicide is selfish. no one can talk down
a bomb. they just have to let it explode
and deal with the aftermath.
here is how i end and it’s in bangs and it’s in whimpers
and it’s in two o’clock unanswered phone
calls and all the scissors we’re not allowed
to keep in our house anymore.
it’s in being stretched out like a trampoline over too
many people and snapping because i care too goddamn
much about people who don’t car
you put the 'u' in dysfunctional1. your lips taste like spun sugar and your wristsyou put the 'u' in dysfunctional in Free Verse More Like This
hold him down like razor blades.
he is bending into you, he is breaking because of you,
he is telling you not to stop.
if you were drunk, you would mistake this as love.
2. here is the jaded world, banging on your door at seven a.m.
you’ve been the same person ever since freshman year,
gravitating towards the people who don’t care
whether you break them or take them.
you’re a slut who lost it in high school,
but at least you’re not the prude who didn’t.
1. he sits you down at the kitchen table
and tells you over red wine that some people
are made for bleeding and you take a sip,
and tell him he has the perfect complexion for bruises.
make a list of what you know of love.
fill it with whatever clichés
you’ve thought of when he rolls away from you
in the middle of the night, like an empty confessional
the morning after a one night stand.
end it with a question mark.
ask him to do the same and he
a love poem from a blanket to a gunI want to start with a blanket statement:a love poem from a blanket to a gun in Free Verse More Like This
I want to hold you down until you stop shivering
in the summer night.
Let me be your safety.
I know the patterns of your veins, the long tunnel
of your mouth. I know you are a protector
people use as an offender.
You’re cocky and arrogant
and your bark is almost as harsh
as your bite. You have a hair-trigger
temper and a kick so hard I tremble
sometimes when you reach to hold my hand.
I have seen what you do.
I love you anyway.
People have said that I am two-dimensional
and I admit that I am all soft edges—
I may be a people-pleaser, a comforter,
but I will give you stitches if you try to walk over me.
I will not always fold so easily. I will not always bend to fit you.
We both are made of stuff stronger than fiber.
I’m not asking you to love me.
I’m asking you to take a load off at my kitchen table
and read through your magazines shaking your head
to the beat of the radio. I’m asking you to love
your own ugly muzz
things i wish i could tell my dog1. waiting and watching the doorthings i wish i could tell my dog in Free Verse More Like This
won’t make them come back any sooner,
trust me on this one.
2. i know sometimes you yell as loud
as you can and people just tell you
to hush. sometimes you can scream your heart out
and no one will pay attention to you.
3. puppy dog eyes won’t get you through
4. why the hell did you go and make me
the center of your whole world?
(i’m sorry i can’t do the same)
5. i know i’m good at leaving
but bad at coming back.
you’re good at staying.
6. the rabbits you dream about are brown,
your tail is always right behind you,
the delivery man doesn’t really want to kill us,
you’re a good dog.
7. when you’re sad, don’t eat chocolate.
lay down and wait for things
to be better because eventually
things get better, but sometimes
you have to watch the change to really
8. if you ever find yourself on the street,
staring down the road hom
I want reality"Dead rose petals are the prettiest things to me."I want reality in Free Verse More Like This
Live ones are to cliché and I'm far from that
"I don't want to be called darling, gorgeous, or dear those aren't original anymore."
Drop dead gorgeous would be better of course
"I don't want a ring, I want a key instead."
A key to your heart don't you know
"I don't want someone who can tell the truth before even thinking about lying."
Truthful is always better I want to know reality more than anyone else
"I want everything no one else would; I want the bad and the good."
With a twist of non fiction instead of fairytales
Did you ever wonderThey were sitting in an empty fieldDid you ever wonder in Free Verse More Like This
Just listening to the wind blow by
He would watch every time a
Leaf rolled passed them
Because he thought it was a sign
He thought that every leaf that went by them
Was like her getting further and further away
He's was truly terrified
Terrified that she would actually leave him one day
She lied back watching the clouds roll in
"Do you ever wonder what it would be like up there?"
He looked over at her
"All the time."
She was surprised by his answer
Since he was really never an unrealistic type
That night she fell asleep in his arms
They never left the field
He awoke to a leaf going by his head
And he held her tight
Hoping that it would never come true
She was dreaming of being high up in the sky
Just floating with the clouds
He was still awake holding her
As close as possible
He didn't want to fall back to sleep
In fear of waking up alone
So he got up slowly trying not
To wake her up
And he started to put all of the leaves in
A big pile
Be aliveLeave me rocking back and forthBe alive in Free Verse More Like This
Corner to corner the room creeks
You said "Be alive."
I'm really trying but today it was bad really bad
I can't breathe; gasping for air it's tiring after a while
All the pill bottles are empty
You said "No more."
I can't fucking breathe
The room it's shaking like a leaf about to fall from a tree
I can relate
Teach me, teach me how to be alive
I'm pale to the point of see through
Practically dead d-e-a-d not alive
I hate saying it but it's true
The shadows are chasing after me
The ceiling is talking to me
And the door is mocking me
If only I could move to get out of here
My legs are stuck to the floor about to shatter
My knee high socks barely holding them together
Light shining through the only window
The first sign of life I have seen in day
Get me out of here please
I pull my self over to the window carefully
And open it cold air hitting me in the face
And I finally can be alive.
Never understoodShe needs to beNever understood in Free Verse More Like This
Yet no one
Will take the time to
So she puts it into words on paper
Starts to fill with black ink
Line after line
Word after word
Space after space
She keeps writing
Hoping someone will
Find it and read her poetic words
So they finally will know
Why she just smiles
Instead of bursting into tears
She never looks people in the eyes
But no they'll never
Cause nobody wants to
No one will look
They would rather
Not worry about it
Than actually try to help
I'll smile before the tears
I'll look down before I look someone in the eyes
And I'll hope that you find this
Before I let my self know that
You never will
"Don't worry about me, i'm fine."
Tell me you're scared tooShattered glasses from drunken nights left in the past but never forgottenTell me you're scared too in Free Verse More Like This
Sleepless nights spent counting one million and one black sheep
Breath taking views from mountain top hotels that you spend to much time staying in
Ripped jeans running from the cops means you have to jump fences sometimes
And then there's that one time where you don't make it all the way over
Shark infested waters it's dangerous but you dive in anyway
You would play hopscotch in a mine field if you were given the chance
Drive a car into the ocean and just sink to the bottom and wait
Wait for your lungs to finally run out of air the darkness starts to fade in
You would have drowned that night if I didn't watch the whole thing
Watching someone just give up is scary especially someone like you
That's when you really know things aren't going so well
Something saved you last night and it wasn't me
It was you; you saved yourself used your last breath to say "I love you."
Then you collapsed on the beach I laid down ne
Sleep is uselessWe sleep we sleep and we sleep so muchSleep is useless in Free Verse More Like This
Days of isolation just trying to keep people from secrets or questions or answers
We never see the light of day with black out curtains and however many light bulbs you threw against the wall
You haven't moved from that indented bed in what feels like decades even the box spring has you're shape
We see alarm clocks in our dreams or numbers scraped in to the insides of our eyelids bright red numbers counting down
If only they made curtains for your own eyes so you couldn't se the light flashing through your mended together eyelashes
The sheets have faded to a nasty gray, there's spiders hanging from the ceiling, glass everywhere, and writing on the walls
"We'll sleep till we're dead."
Tear your lungs out just to stitch them back in upside down or sideways or in place of your heart
Your collarbone is so visible it jumps out of your body just like your hips and your ribcage and every other pretty bone in your skeleton
We're dying we're dying and w
PossiblyimpossibleWe were in a big city with no stars in the sky and enough pollution to choke youPossiblyimpossible in Free Verse More Like This
Breathe in breathe out, I'm sure you'll be the one to live
Hold your breath if you don't want to die today lets live today
I'm terrified of this town and I wish I could live with the galaxy's
Asteroids circling and falling and bouncing of the orbiting planets
I want to stand in the middle of the road with a clear umbrella just letting the clouds break
Jump through the puddles like hopscotch but with washed away chalk
Learn how to fly
Dear boy i still love youDear boy,Dear boy i still love you in Free Verse More Like This
You must know I love you. When you come back from that war zone I hope to marry you one day. Its fine back home everyone misses you so much, your smile, your ocean like eyes and you rusty hair that's parted to the left. I miss all of you in one. Come home soon
Secret keeper lie tellerHooked on liesSecret keeper lie teller in Free Verse More Like This
Like a drug
Left to wonder what would have happened
If that one truth leaked from your stitched shut mouth
Dirty words lead to a forgetful night
All you had to say was one breath taking word
Instead you took what he said and ran from it
You were afraid, you still are
This monster that you thought you knew
He degraded you
"Are you okay?"
They'll never stop asking
"Yeah .. I'm fine."
The lies there inevitable
They all believe you
Except for one, one single person
Who knows your secret
He knows the truth
And it's going to be let out
How are you going to save it?
Another lie of course
Twelve o'clock is dangerousToday was a yesterdayTwelve o'clock is dangerous in Free Verse More Like This
Yesterday was a tomorrow
And tomorrow was today's unfortunate events
Live my life as your own shadow
Perfectly hidden from the world
Spin the drastic measures
Till lives of lost people found again
Get lost for one last time
Leave the clock stopped at exactly midnight
Tomorrow is yesterdays today
Lights flickering off and on
Just to tell you you're not frozen
Still alive just not breathing
Breathe and you're dead
Tick tock tick tock
It's twelve o'clock
Believe myself to fault guilt is no truth
Open the cabinets
You'll see a map
Owl eyes burning straight through you
Don't move they can be vicious sometimes
Gamble the cost of life itself
Roll the dice your next
Glass shatters to pieces
Glued together by years
Picture frames holding together
And unknown faces
Iron fences keep you away
Don't be pulled in by the big house
Give it awhile
You'll figure it out
I am sorry I killed youThere we were, standing there. I was looking at him, he was crying. He had lost me, it was over. I had to break his heart, it was the last straw. I felt guilty, making him feel this pain, but I had to do it or else I would continue to go down as well. As much as I loved him, we could not connect on a level we needed to.I am sorry I killed you in Emotional More Like This
I guess I should have tried harder, but no matter how hard I tried I could still never understand his jokes. I tried to, but it was out of my reach, I just saw the pain and not the joke.
We were separated by a great divide, one which meant we could only be together a little at a time. I guess I should have been there for him some more, but it is hard when you are trying to rebuild your life. I still have feelings for him, but it always seems to end up this way.
I have left him there to cry and to feel the heartache. I feel bad, but I need to move on. I am sorry for hurting you, but it just seems hopeless.
I love you, I really do, but it is for this love that I must leav
Why I Must DieI am so scared of what I have become. I feel a darkness inside of me that is wanting to strike out on all that I love. It feels as if some outside presence is taking over and bending me to its will. I used to be comfortable in my body, but now I feel like the alien, and that the presence is what is really me.Why I Must Die in Emotional More Like This
I hurt whoever I touch. Anyone I ever care about feels the sting of the evil that has entombed me. It seems the closer you get to me, the harsher I will crush you. Your feeling will become the victim of a nasty assult. You may give me your heart and watch me play with it and torture it. Watch me as I take your heart and rip it apart slowly. Watch me devour every last bit of happiness you have.
I am beyond help now, it is too late for me now, go on, leave me, save yourself, before the darkness that controls me spreads to you as well. I wish I could be good, but I am weak and the darkness has me succumbed. I am a battle lost.
Please start to walk away and let the memory of me fade.
War Down Under Ch 2Chapter 2: Ty to the RescueWar Down Under Ch 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ty left the headquarters to go and check out the source of the explosions and to see if anyone was hurt. As Ty ran through the town of Burramudgee he saw many people in a state of shock and some children were crying. The towns people were not expecting such powerful explosions to go off so close to the town. Ty went around to see if people were alright. Ty then made a call to the headquarters.
"Maurie, we have quite a few towns people in shock, they made need some assistance" reported Ty.
"Sure thing Ty, I will send out Shazza and Naomi to sort it out" Maurie replied.
"Good, now I will go and see the explosion site" stated Ty.
Ty continued his way through the town, he wanted to get on to roads that connect the towns of Southern Rivers, because the smoke seemed to come from that direction. Ty only just realised how much smoke there really was. He could see huge clouds of it, hundreds of meters wide at the base. Ty only hoped that no one was injured.
Ty came t
My Road To Fame Ch 1What can I say about myself, hmmmm, oh yes. I am just your typical 19 year old gay boy with dreams aimed high. I wanted to be an actor, not just any actor, but a big time actor on the big screen. I know it sounds kind of superficial but it is what I love to do. Ever since I was young I was always pretending to be something that I was not. In fact, I have spent my whole life pretending to be something to fit in with the crowd. You see where I lived being gay was seen as a bad thing, and gay kids were usually treated badly. I had to learn how to act quickly to play the role of the straight guy. But even at school I somehow managed to find myself at the head of drama. This really did surprise me as I had never been to a proper acting school before. I found myself as the lead in the school play, and I had to rehearse for hundreds of hours for it.My Road To Fame Ch 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I have now left school and it was time for me to make my own way in the world. Okay, it is time to find out what I really want. I still live with
Welcome To The pack 2It has now been a week since I was changed into the wolf. I have to tell you it has been a wild experience, no pun intended. I have really learnt how wolves live and I have to say I am enjoying being part of the pack. I do miss my human life, but I am more connected with nature now. Oh well, I guess things happen for a reason, so I was made a wolf for something.Welcome To The pack 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I had learnt my way around the woods now. I could thank my heightened senses for that. But to be on the safe side I still marked places to find my way back to the others. I was still learning to recognize the other wolves scents so I could find them again. I have been spending hours sniffing the ground trying to find them again. I am thinking it is a test for survival that I must do.
I had learnt my way around the woods now. I could thank my heightened senses for that. But to be on the safe side I still marked places to find my way back to the others. I was still learning to recognize the other wolves scents so I could find the
War Down Under Ch 1Chapter 1: Peace at last..Or so they thoughtWar Down Under Ch 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Life had started to come back to normal after the Quinkan invasion. The residents of Down Under started to settle down again, a sense of peace and calmness fell across the land. The Quinkan invasion has taken its toll tough.
Burramudgee had started being rebuilt and the locals had returned. Much had changed since the invasion, and they knew it would still be a while until things truly got back to normal.
Bush Rescue had been doing small missions like rescuing lost people in the bushland or help with broken down cars, but the main thing they did these days was help to rebuild the town. They would go and get supplies when they were needed, they would help with the building of the new buildings or renovate damaged buildings. The most important buildings had started being constructed first like the hospital and the school. One thing was certain, their support had been highly regarded by the towns people.
Today the team had decided to relax a lit
War Down Under Ch 3Chapter 3: Trouble at Mt.BoomWar Down Under Ch 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Night time came and Ty had still not arrived back at Bush Rescue. He had not been answering any of the calls that Bush Rescue tried to send. They thought he may still be too busy to answer their calls. They decided that if he is not back by the following morning something bad had happened. They went to sleep.
The next morning though, Ty had still had not come back, this made everyone start to panic.
"Ty still hasn't come back" said Shazza in a very worried voice " I hope nothing bad has happened to my little possum" added Shazza.
"Don't worry Shazza, we will find him" reassured Maurie.
" I hope so" said Shazza with a sad tone in her voice.
The phone started ringing, Shazza made a sudden jolt, everybody's hopes raised, thinking that it maybe Ty. They answered the call.
"I don't know if it is something to worry about, but I saw a bunch of mysterious figures go up Mt Boom. They were carrying these odd looking boxes and a lot of wire. It looked really suspicio
003 LightTwo forces light and dark co-exist. However, as opposed as these two forces are, there is both light and dark in each. Both light and dark are just separate views of the same story. In order to fully understand the story both sides must be told.003 Light in Short Stories More Like This
The forces of light called themselves the Divine Ones. They wore robes of white and gold. they were a proud, well educated people and had a democratic government. The forces of light had a high country morale, and status was very important. They used highly detailed crests for their government and their armies. Their language was smooth and flowed well and was very articulate.
The Divine Ones believed that striving for perfection was the only path to the light. The government was always trying to better itself. There was zero tolerance for rule breaking. The penalty for any crime committed was death. The high standards of their society had to be upheld, anything that tries to tamper with it had to be crushed.
The Divine Ones believed that peopl
A Guardian DemonA Guardian Demon in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am a demon in the world of today
however my heart will not let me be
so I must be the best I can
and help all that I see
a guardian demon has no place in this land
for it is thought to be undertood
exept for a few amazing friends
who know that I am good
for it is them I try to shield
and help them though all of their fears
and as my feelings are revealed
my heart flies and I feel a tear
because the people that I find
to be of purer heart then me
the ones whos souls are pure and kind
and whos spirits are so sweet and free
can not live in a better place
then the rest of this human race
then a guardian demon I will be
to protect them from this world I see
A Final Shot MisfiredA Final Shot Misfired in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I know that Im not perfect
and who the hell thinks that they are
but Im wishing for a second chance
at breaking my own heart
cause I had one last bullet
and it was my last shot to take
but it went off acidently
and I missed and hit a fake
so now here I am dying
just to talk to thee
so I have a growing feeling
thisll be the death of me
so you look me in the eyes
for what you hope is the last time
and I see that my chances
have made a drastic dive
and I know theres no way my heart and mind
can both possibly make it out alive
like I still have a fools chance
of living my foolish dreams
and winning the maiden
after a daring near defeat
so Ive come to terms with reality
and right now between you and me
Im happier than I ever was in part
back when I tried to save my heart
but I bare no bad intentions
towards the one my heart had fell
Ive never bore a grudge
in fact I hope her very well
and if my past would ever wish to find
a friend as true as an arrows flight
then all that it would need
A Slumberers AwakeningA Slumberers Awakening in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As the clock stikes midnight on this night of frost
my heart quickens its pace as I regain what I lost
my heart finaly returns from its journey from me
as I unknowingly slumbered in tranquility
I awoke from a dream from my own perfect land
I now see that things have gone far beyond planned
as I see my reflection in the ocean of fate
I have forgotten why I've been forced to wait
as my hand slowly reaches to the scars I have gained
but still in my heart lies a far greater pain
a demon and angel still fight for controll
which one is the true me, which one is my soul
my memory fails me and I cannot recal
the boy who had lived in my past days at all
all that I recal is a raven haired girl
who too long ago was the source of my world
but now as I journey though my sands of time
I have found a new rose one who always shines
A Poets DreamA Poets Dream in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As I lay asleep I wonder why
my plans have never came to light
my plans for fortune, glory, fame
all of them have been the same
my only scheme thats come to part
was winning a true maidens heart
and every night Im forced to dream
of outcomes that will never be
of poems written in the past
and true love that would never last
but in my dreams I still have hope
that I will find a way cope
I also dream of loves first rose
I thought was lost long long ago
but in my dreams I get the chance
that I will probably never get
and I will never cease to fail
unleess my courage finaly prevails
so heres to all those memories
that I someday hope will come to be
Fade to LightFade to Light in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As my world slowly fades to black and white
one thing stays true within my mind
I think my heart has finaly turned to ash
as forteen years are gone in a flash
thinking back I cannot stand
the person who I know I am
a warrior without is sword
who failed to keep the oath he swore
a half a man who yearns for the truth of light
but sides with shadows in the fight
as I fade so slowly I still recall
those few momment when I stood tall
fading into light I look at all my plans
that have washed away like the ocean sand
but still I see my hopes and dreams
that still have a chance of coming to be
and I picture the few friends I possess
and realize that my dreams arn't hopeless
inside I find an inner hope
that I thought was lost long long ago
If I neverIf I never in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If I never had to suffer
than I wouldnt be a man
and if I had never failed
I wouldnt be the way I am
If I hadnt turned to darkness
then I wouldnt have found the light
If I hadnt lost the battle
I wouldnt know how to fight
If I never got the chance to love someone who took my heart
then Id still be just a shadow missing that large part
If Id never met a friend who had helped me on my way
then Id never know the truth in what I feel this very day
If I never had not been heartbroke
then I would have never have seen
the truth that is reflected in each moment of my dreams
If Id never got to know her
then I would have never failed
But in the end I guess
I would never have prevailed
A warriors final vowA warriors final vow in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
On this deathly cold Autumn night
under a crimson moon
this storys hero meets his match
and his heart dies far to soon
for the maiden who had won his heart
had done what in truth was right
but still the fool continued on
fighting the hopeless fight
With half a heart he took each blow
and didnt know why he still stood
without a heart or soul to break
how could he call himself good
because a knight had beaten him
as he always knew would occur
and he doesnt have a care in the world
but still he cares for her
the fair young maiden who made him see
the person who he turned to be
and on this night a vow makes he
in order to repay her
Haiti Quake"Mommy!" the little boy giggled, pointing to a pair of ducks paddling over the rippling muddy water.Haiti Quake in Short Stories More Like This
"Yes Darling. Would you like that for your birthday?" a petite woman teased along, kissing the boy on the head playfully.
He cheered but shook his head, "Silly Mommy, ducky don't want to be my birthday gift! Today my birthday you know?" The woman smiled calmly and the boy continued his merry peals of laughter.
Suddenly the earth shook, trembling and the ground cracked under them. A monster of the deep was ripping its way out from its prison underground, tearing trees out from the roots and sending fissures searing through the land. People in the park screamed and fell to their knees.
They had nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide.
The prospect of survival? Weak.
Birds fluttered urgently into the sky, escaping the disaster, squirrels dived for cover no longer fearing humans, and all creatures were in a wild amok leaving the vulnerable humans without machines for protection. The little boy
Here comes the revolution...Here comes the revolution...Here comes the revolution... in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Here comes the revolution...
They pick up their guns...
...and step forward to fight...
Instead I grasp my pen...
...and sit down to write...
Thousands die on the battlefield...
Yet I see what the answers yield...
Here comes the revolution...
...already in sight...
Here comes the revolution...
...cries throughout the night...
We can win this war....
...though a chore...
and the only weapon we wield is a pen...
We can win this war...
and no more fake happiness we'll have to pretend...
No more cruel death or lost lives...
No more praying for troops to survive...
Here comes the revolution, but we will be ready...
Here comes the revolution, but we won't be scared...
Here comes the revolution, out pens will be steady...
...Here comes the revolution...do things nobody dared...
Here comes the revolution.
guilty indulgenceFelix's soft fingers gingerly brushed down Illixa's face. His cold touch caressing her silky auburn hair as he pulled her closer. Illixa closed her eyes to remain composed, a glimpse at his attractive tan face and she would break down.guilty indulgence in Fantasy More Like This
Felix was a prisoner, sentenced to life behind bars, but she knew his dreadful crime scene was fake. He wasn't the culprit, he was framed, but every year without his warmth, her confidence in his innocence deteriorated. Now she realized she was in doubt and suffering, dying and savoring every moment with him.
Her breathe became deeper, uttered in nervous gasps, he grinned coyly at her response, despite the nerve-racking situation. His breath sent streaks of sweet aroma into the air as he whispered huskily into her ear, confessing his love for her. Yet, Illixa couldn't sink into her guilty indulgence at embracing so lovingly. It was true he was in love with her, but the setting, a jail unit, was unacceptable. She knew she had grown a
Caution: Anti-TwilightLittle Girl: "Mommy, Mommy, I found an awesome halloween costume!"Caution: Anti-Twilight in Short Stories More Like This
Mom: "Interesting Honey, Why, would you care to show me?"
Mom: "Baby...what IS that?"
Store Staff: Ah, Good choice, popular too...that's an "edward cullen" costume.
Little Girl: Oh...really? What's all the glitter for then?
Staff: O.o *snicker
Mom: I'd rather my child not be a gay-vamp for this wonderful holiday of actually SCARY creatures, thank you very much....
Boy 1: Whatcha gonna be for Halloween dude?
Boy 2: A fairy.
Boy 1: what? Why?
Boy 2: The only other choice was edward cullen....
Boy 1: Oh...wait...What's the difference again?
Boy 2: -contemplates- I dunno...
(spelling errors on purpose)
Last 6 wordsMikaela felt lethargic, drowsy and sadLast 6 words in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She wasn't prepared, didn't know her mom was mad
Sighing deeply she stepped through the door
She wanted some peace and quiet to soothe her depression...
Yet when she entered her home, someone slapped her,
Her knees buckled out
Her mom began to shout
A belt whipped through the air
Soon the pain and blood was impossible to bear
Her mom, caught in sadistic passion,didn't understand the consequences, didn't know
Mikaela's heart felt like lead, knives twisting through her, but her pain didn't show
Then her abusive mom began to scream, and tears began to unwittingly stream
"I don't care about you! I don't love you! Give up!"
Mikaela felt the hissing threats rip her soul
With nothing to heal her it was just her mom's goal
"Go away, be a failure, I don't care, I don't CARE!"
Finally the mom was finished her rant, stumbling away,
The anger finally contained, finally kept at bay,
Mikaela was left a empty shell, pieces, silent and bleeding on t
Deadly Love story felix"Illixa! Stop being foolish and get down from there! I don't have much time; the police are right after me! Please listen!" Felix howled in anguish as he saw Illixa sitting on the rail of the bridge, feet dangling off the structure, threatening to fall.Deadly Love story felix in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
No matter how loud he screamed, how pained and panicked he sounded, HER face remained serene, calm and blissful. No blank mask of dread. She only showed peace, as if the adrenaline and looming death was just a golden ladder to a utopia, a heaven.
"Stop!" Felix repeated when he saw no reaction. He screamed again and was slowly reaching the place where Illixa sat, his close range shocked her out of the trance and Felix feared to walk nearer. Her shadowy silhouette twitched closer to the edge, she appeared dazed enough to fall without realizing.
"Why are you doing this?" he asked, barely able to contain his fear, anger and confusion. His supposedly soothing tone rushed out in a hissing scowl through clenched teeth.
"I'm not afraid of the p
proof of the differenceIf I drown will you save me?proof of the difference in Free Verse More Like This
If I die will you mourn?
Fight up against rules,
And meaningless scorn.
Hold me in your arms,
Chase away despair,
Prove that you're worth it,
Prove that you care.
Show you love me,
Steal away heartache,
To know that you're different,
That my heart you won't break.
Meaningless of her and himShe locks her heart away,Meaningless of her and him in Free Verse More Like This
turns away in pain,
the tears they stain her face,
emotions far from sane.
In the end it didn't matter,
all the stupid words he said,
in the end it didn't matter,
because of all the lies he led.
They fought so hard to make it work,
the odds against their plight,
but in the end it didn't matter,
when they left each others sight.
Two hearts they lay in pieces,
broken beyond repair,
a foolish situation,
riddled with despair.
Their ending not so happy,
their parting left in tears,
the meaningless endervour,
with the love and pain that sears.
ShatteredWe shift and fallShattered in Free Verse More Like This
Like shattered glass,
Glittering and broken,
Like the things that never last.
You could piece me together,
But the cracks will always show,
Piece me back to normal,
But the secret truth I'll know.
Know the pain that still remains,
The hurt that lurks inside,
Twisted in distortion,
Hating that they lied.
musically possessedSwirling to the music,musically possessed in Free Verse More Like This
Dancing on the floor,
Compelled by the music,
Shaking to the core.
The beat it starts,
Steals the thoughts away,
The beating of this heart,
Only wanting to stay.
The music is your master,
This obsession it compels,
The rhythm takes you over,
As demons music swells.
Control is hours gone,
Distant in the past,
Freedom from the rules,
With the breath that's coming fast.
We gasp for the air,
As we dance on the floor,
The music has our number,
And the passions we adore.
Moving on the floor,
Dancing till we break,
Always wanting more,
Possession is our state.
Slaves to the music,
In this state of mind,
Caught in the moment,
Restraint we'll never find.
suffocationI thought I was free,suffocation in Free Verse More Like This
Broken from your bonds.
But this was a charade,
A foolish belief,
In a liars parade.
Chained by emotions,
Cursed to the core,
Locked by these feelings,
Broken and sore.
Old flames flicker to life,
To burn up my heart,
Trying to breathe,
But I can't.
My sweet suffocation,
And your name in my mind,
I drown in my thoughts,
Sweet sanctuary I long to find.
My addictionCause I can go a thousand nights,My addiction in Free Verse More Like This
Without temptation in my sight,
But not without our stupid thing,
Drowning in our wicked sin.
You work you're wicked way,
Seduction with every word you say,
You infect my tainted soul,
Talk me out of all my clothes.
The secret places you caress,
They drive me crazy, I must confess,
That all the sinful things you do,
They have me acting like a fool.
Sweet lies and bitter tales,
Whispered in my ear,
But when they stop and you must go,
Is everything I fear.
Every time you walk out the door,
It leaves me shaken to the core,
I'll always try to stop you go,
But the hopelessness, I'll always know.
Never meant to get so caught,
But it never mattered how hard I fought,
Griping to reality, losing my mind,
Cause the devil never looked this fine.
TribeFor days we’d shadowed the slender skyline,Tribe in Free Verse More Like This
dense in numbers, sinuous-limbed, sniffing
the spiced soil to find the small game. We ran
it down, shamed it to its knees; a super-gang,
all good carnivores, group-hearted we thrilled
to hunt. No one troubled us. Best quit our turf,
we’d send out our young brethren to whisper,
or something bad might happen. Till one of us,
entranced by a strange girl, forgot the status
and the pack, of his own will lingered easy
with her, strung garlands of violet leaves,
and stirred in our churning bodies the doubt
there might be other pickings, other paths.
We surrounded him and tore his throat out.
The Year of Living DangerouslyDon’t ever come back! she yelledThe Year of Living Dangerously in Free Verse More Like This
clutching a damp baby that had quit
screaming to eyeball me. Who was she
expecting when she dashed downstairs,
swung the door open on a London
Wildlife Trust cold caller? I click
the gate shut, stroll on to the next
house. And suddenly you fill my mind,
your voice, your nameless face.
Back in ’88 you asked me the time
despite the wall clock I pointed out.
I thought you too obvious for me then.
The sky is an explosion of lava,
the pause button pressed, raw and
deeply serious, an artist’s dolor.
I want to be somewhere else, playing pool,
a stack of pound coins on the table,
or smoking behind the petrol station.
Some things, only years later, you regret.
Batman bluesBatman flips throughBatman blues in Free Verse More Like This
security guard ads. Tonight
the boys in the hood
are sticking each other
for trainers. They
don’t need flash-bang
grenades, just a hiding.
The Joker’s stayed
clean. He’s got
a wife and kids now.
Batman’s still single.
If The Joker can wed ...
I’m not gay; I’m
depressed, Batman says.
they only light the sky
with his sign
to promote Batman dolls.
Sales are modest.
And Wayne Enterprises
What the hell.
A man can upgrade
his suit just so often.
Like a spent wave
the fury which kept him
up at night breaks;
barely a ripple.
Manchester PalaceTo We Are The Champions our hosts strideManchester Palace in Free Verse More Like This
onstage, their grins inflated by plasma screens.
I grip my iPad, member of a hi-tech strain,
beside me a grizzled note-penning scribe,
and Facebook like a fox over-grooming
a wound through workshop after workshop.
Wine. Babble. At the post-dinner disco
someone turns fifty, this is greeted with stoic
applause, and no one needs to breathe into a bag.
Fancifully frocked women fan the dance floor
while the men in new jeans nod, or gape
at their dark beer. Derek,
who will remind us how hard we partied
in his plenary speech, is on the phone to his daughter.
A few couples slope away to share best practice.
Out on the airy empty streets, its Victorian
red brick in shadow, Manchester.
We depart like birds. Pendolino
through sparse, unkempt countryside.
A fatality at Lichfield Trent Valley
stretches the journey, and I swear
an end to conferences, as I did last year.
Pulling into Euston, lanyard-less, blue, sun.
The FoxThere’s a fox on the lawn.The Fox in Free Verse More Like This
Dad, shoulders bunched,
is brewing tea, rings
the spoon on the cup. Yes?
The fox starts, stirs
onto three legs. The fourth
limb it carries high, lame,
perhaps clipped by a car.
I had seen one with mange
years ago when I lived here,
left bread and jam for it.
It’s injured, I tell him,
Would a vet take it?
Coming to gape redly
at me, I’ve got troubles
of my own, he says.
Don’t look, it’s distressing.
From the fir trees’ shadow
the fox dips its head
into a pool of sunshine,
shuts its tawny eyes,
basks, its muzzle smiling.
Fallen soldierThe sun beat its war drum on the pavement.Fallen soldier in Free Verse More Like This
We hung about in the shade, handed out truths
M-4 Carbine, SWAT mini K, NCM Assault Rifle
because it was simpler to kill than commune.
We hung about in the shade, handed out truths
because the world owed us respect
because it was simpler to kill than commune.
Barbed wire, abandoned cars, wine-dark rivers
because the world owed us respect.
Like a modern art exhibit: bodies on street
barbed wire, abandoned cars, wine-dark rivers.
God is great; we recite his holy names.
Like a modern art exhibit: bodies on street;
roofless home, man-sized fissure in its wall.
God is great; we recite his holy names
M-4 Carbine, SWAT mini K, NCM Assault Rifle.
The LoneEnveloped in darkness,The Lone in Free Verse More Like This
Attached to solitude
I fail to connect with others;
Every time I do, I get lost -
Sent to an unknown address, erroneous.
No human contact, no warmth,
No communication, detached.
Here I stand - a lone shewolf,
No one to understand me -
or any of my needs.
We are Plastics.We are selfish. Selfish-beings.We are Plastics. in Free Verse More Like This
We want to consume everything
We want to have everything.
We work, overwork,
To get all we want -
We spend everything.
Yet in the long run we have nothing
Just objects, which we throw away
Or upgrade, one day.
Life's no longer about love
But seconds of happiness
When purchasing items
And anger, jealousy, when our neighbour
Gets what we cannot afford.
We are never happy with what we have,
We want more
We and our-greedy-selves
We never get enough
We are nothing, but plastics.
SomewhereTake me up on the mountains,Somewhere in Free Verse More Like This
Take me down into the valley,
Take me up in the clouds,
Take me down to the abyss,
Take me up on a rollercoaster,
Take me down to the center of the earth...
Take me to the place you call home,
Make it my place too.
Take me to that somewhere,
Where I could be with you.
It's OK now...The sky was cryingIt's OK now... in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
hiding away my tears.
It was okay to weep now
no one will see.
Inside, I'm broken
Inside, I'm empty
Without you, I'm nothing
But for you, I was no one.
All the sacrifices,
All I wanted for us,
For you, meant nothing
I was just another girl.
There was no point in us,
I was blind,
Treated you as my king,
But guess what!
Now I can see,
I rule my own world.
Now I realized -
You and I
no longer are,
no longer will be,
we are history.
The wordsThe words in Free Verse More Like This
My heart pounding, racing
As he walks near.
My face lights up
A never-ending smile.
The warmth I feel within,
The kiss on my lips shoulders
His eyes locked in mine
Our bodies tight together.
He whispered in my ear;
As he played with my hair
The words I longed to hear:
I love you, I do.