The ScreamThe scream shattered the cold night airThe Scream in Free Verse More Like This
On and on it went
A cascade of inhuman sound
That held pain,agony,suffering in equal measure
But above all desperation
I could not bear it any longer
For it to stop!
The very sound of misery it was
A prick I felt, that quickly magnified
And shocked I was to see the bloody red knife in my hand
A fresh scream issued as I drove it in again
A state of beingA state of being in Free Verse More Like This
A crowded road
Though empty of all life
Filled with air, nature and beauty
Something we are blind to, most of the time
A leaf, yellow with age
Falls to my feet in dignified death
Pausing for a moment on the beaten path
Before a gust of wind blows it away
I breathe in, and out
In rhythmic motion
Clearing my head of fear and anger and other petty concerns
And seeing clearly for a few moments
The moment passes as it reverts to the old
And people crowd the street once more
But I go on, content with the fact
That I, one day, felt heaven on earth
A haven for my heartA haven for my heart in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The stone skips across the surface of the lake so lightly
One bounce, two bounce, three. And it sinks
Like my heart did so long ago
And it's at the bottom of the lake ever since
This has been my haven since then
A place of calm, for none to see
Something to the quench the fire of raging emotion
That was burning inside me
Propped up against the pillar I sit
Thinking of her until she's all that fills my mind
Of the circumstances that lead to our parting
And the deepest sorrow left behind
My footsteps echo as I walk down the hallway
A hollow defeated sound
I will remain here until the end of my days
'Til taken by death, my body is found
Wake up, my friendWake up, my friend in Free Verse More Like This
Wake up, my friend
Wake up and smell the air
It's not the scent of risen dust in rain
Look around you, my friend
Look around you and look through person on the street
What's inside him is not what the world sees
Step out of your space, my friend
Step out of your space and see the difference
Multiple viewpoints, complex equations guide society
We've been living life inside a bubble
Would you rather I'd left you inside?
EmancipationEmancipation in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A waking moment
Absent of all conscious thought
A single breath
My only companion
I stare out
As far as the eyes can see
The cold metal of the handrail
My only link to reality
I close my eyes
And feel the wind ruffling my hair
Providing an ethereal presence
Whispering thoughts into my ears
I look downward at the frigid water
Still water, proverbially deep
With a calmness of being
My heart yearns for
I spread my arms wide
With a last gulp of the cold morning air
I take off into space
And feel the welcoming embrace
The Scene of the CrimeFrustration echoes through meThe Scene of the Crime in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I grind my teeth
until they are reduced to a bloody mass
The marks of my nails on my palms
forming permanent red crescents
I try to think about the problem at hand
But the anger coursing through my veins
Cloaks everything in a blood red haze
Before I know it
My hand reaches his throat
Watching in bemused wonder as the body goes limp
I watch in rapt fascination as the light of life in his eyes
Is slowly extinguished
As the course of nature works its tide
And the last traces of life are snuffed out
And I'm still riveted in that position
When the body is found two days later
Wondering the mysteries of death and life
While staring at his cold dead face
The BeachThe Beach in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Checkered sleep patterns
Giving the darkness a purpose, a reason beyond a state of suspended animation
Something calls to me.
I leave my tired house
And drift toward the open shore
Darkness pervading me, an exposed boulder becomes the center of a temporary microcosm
Staring at the black water
I sit in contemplation
The crashing waves bring rhythm to inner chaos
I feel a presence mirrored
A soul twinned
The surrounding blackness gives me not a clue
But the rustle of her dress and the sound of her hair blowing in the wind
Tell of another human being seeking something
I trace the sun's path form the horizon to upper sky
Without understaing why, I suddenly arise
And hear soft footfalls in the sand
In rhythm with mine
TransformationMuscle and tissueTransformation in Open More Like This
Cartilage and bone
Seem distant now
Am I alone?
Senses heighten or dim
I cannot tell
This is still me (or is it?)
Inside this shell.
These concepts now alien to me
Blood pumps not through my veins
Cut me, I do not bleed
The transformation was slow, gradual
I felt it coming
One by one everything stripped from me
Leaving me bare
The transformation is complete
I am a machine
Of Mice and MenOf Mice and Men in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The air lies still
It stirs not a single blade of grass
Every drop of dew, a sphere perfectly formed
Clinging wetly to the surface
The sky blue, the sun shining
The birds, unusually quiet
A mouse leaves his burrow to explore
The vast silent land
It scurries along the earth
Weaving in and out of shreds of flags
Carefully making its way through the shards of metal
Of arrowheads and discarded axes
Ignoring the puddles filled with more blood than water
Moving past the faithful hands still gripping the swords
The severed limb. The decapitated head.
Offer no distraction as the mouse continues its journey
Suddenly it tweaks its ears at the unfamiliar sound
Of the tumult of war revisited from the previous night
The two sides clash again in a bitter struggle
The mouse left contemplating the rashness of mice and the foolishness of men in its last thoughts
TwistedTwisted in Free Verse More Like This
An image of distortion
A vision of filth
Her matted hair not blocking the gaze
Of her unblinking eyes fixed on mine
Dragging herself through the dirt
Crippled legs more a hindrance than help
Fury set in every wrinkle of her oh-so-gorgeous face
One look at the beautiful smile of hers
Still sets my heart pounding,
Despite the sadistic edge framed by her now cracked and bloodied teeth
Tonight I will be her scapegoat
A thousand screams will shatter the calm of the night
A price I'm willing to pay
For eternity with her,my love
On The BusOn The Bus in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sitting Here On This Eaten Up Chair
I Just Was Looking
Or Call It A Stare
As People Got On The Bus
As People Were On The Bus
Guy Just In Front, Loner Without A Care
Type That Got Bullied
Sitting Next To An Empty Chair
The Gangsta At The Front
Checking His Reflection
Inside He Was Kind
Filed In The Wrong Section
Girl To The Left
Ear-rings Were Too Big
Done Up Like A Tart
And Puffing On Her Cig
Dressed Like A Millionaire
Two Million Outfits To Wear
The Only One I Couldn't See
I Had A Funny Feeling
That He Was Judging Me
Views All AroundViews All Around in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Riding In A Taxi
An Ambulance Drives By
Somebody Is Hurt
Or Is Going To Die
I Remember Thinking
That Would Never Be Me
That Would Never Hurt Me
Harmless What You Cant See
A Taxi Drives By
A Kid Looks At Me
As If I'm Going To Die
PurpleHow Do You Know..Purple in Free Verse More Like This
That in 5 Seconds..
The Room Will Turn Purple..
But You'll Forget?
Lets Give It A Try
Cant You See?
Your Room Is Purple
Everything Is Purple
Its No longer Purple
But I Changed Your Memory
It Never Even Happened
That Point In Time Was Fake
Your Only Born For A Second
Which Is Right Now!
Oh, Still Here?
Thats Because 'Now!' Hasnt Happened Yet
Its A Fictional Implantation In Your Head
Prove Me Wrong!
By Reading This Poem
The Same Poem
That You've Never Read Before
CowsCows in Open More Like This
I Passed A Community Of Cows .
Some Laying In The Sun.
Not A Care In The Field.
There Is More ...
Outside Your Field.
For Some Reason We Think Its Better.
And Call The Cows Dumb.
SnowSnow in General Fiction More Like This
Pete took a break from the family gathering to look out the window to stare at the heavy clouds. He spotted the first snowflake of the season. Pete quickly ran around the house telling his family it was snowing, they all started to gather around the window, gapped snowflakes turned into a thick blizzard. Pete was still looking for everyone, so nobody would miss it. He was checking every room, even every closet, he was convinced someone was missing. Finally Pete gave up and ran back to the window, but everyone was walking away, the snowing had stopped. Pete realised he was the person he was looking for.
Not MeI'm Sitting Here ThinkingNot Me in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What I'm Trying To Find
All The Shit Goin On
Inside My Mind
I Cant Help Thinking
What I Gotta Do
What I Gotta Show
What I Gotta Prove
To Keep Goin On
To Keep Goin Strong
Its All Going Wrong
Why Must It Take So Long
For Me To Get Through This
I Wanna Pass Out
I Wanna Go Away
It Makes Me Wanna Shout
Through My Lungs
It Just Aint Fun To Live Like This
Just Show Me The Gun
Show Me The Kiss
NowNow in Open More Like This
Now Is The Point That is Present, Then Past.
Did You Make Good Use Of Your Time?
If OnlyIf Only in Open More Like This
Live Life On The Edge!
You Have Nothing To Lose.
Except Your Life.
Which You Don't Really Have...
Until You Start Living It.
SteveSteve in General Fiction More Like This
Careful Steven was out with his mates on his bachelor party whilst his fiancée Linda was at home with her friend Katie, having a quiet night.
The music was so loud the guys were having a hard time understanding each other.
***** Steven: "Hey guys come on I know I'm meant to have a good time but I really think I've had enough, you know I'm not a heavy drinker like you all".
***** Mark: "Steve, Steve, its your bachelor night, let go a bit, lets start having some fun mate!".
***** Steven: "Yea okay, what am I drinking next then?".
***** Mark: "Thats more like it son".
Linda: "Oh I hope Steve doesn't drink too much tonight, he hardly ever has a drink, do you think he'll be okay?".
Katie: "Quit worrying Linda, he's with my Mark he'll look after him, now let's open that bottle of wine shall we? Its chilling in the fridge".
Linda: "Yea okay. I can't wait for this wedding Kate; I really do love him".
Katie : "You two do make a great couple".
After a heavy night of drinking, the guys decided to
I ForgetI Forget in Open More Like This
Will You Remember?
Or Maybe You Wont Need To Remember.
If The Thought Stays In Your Head The Whole Time.
And What Are You Remembering?
You're Remembering That You Remembered!
Nothin In Particular.
No Certain Situation.
Your Trying To Forget This Same Thought.
The Thought Is Actually Nothing.
And When You Finally Think Of Something Else...
You'll Remember That You Were Trying To Forget That Thought.
The Thought Of Remembering.
And You'll Remember That You Remembered...
The GardenThe Garden in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
written by - Marcus Maneval
I walk through the garden of shadow and cold
Where the scent of death weighs on the air
And it's residents revel in what darkness they hold
For they are alone, only solitude do they share
I walk through the garden of the never-rising sun
Vanquished by turmoil, it rises nevermore
The senders of blackhearts know not what they've done
And we shall ever-remember the scars of yore
I walk through the garden of frostbitten soil
I watch as red is turned to black within veins
I watch as black murders spirit with turmoil
Smiles we need no longer feign
I walk through the garden of valiance now tame
I see my reflection in the pool of bile
As dead branches whisper my new name
A name branded deep with an iron so vile
I walk through the garden of timeless age
A gothic prison with no angel's presence
Engulfed by their light, it becomes our cage
Our exile here is at heaven's expense
I walk through the the garden of many wan souls
But such indolent hearts are not b
Time (The Tragic Fragility...)Time (The Tragic Fragility...) in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Time (The Tragic Fragility Of White Picket Fences)
by: Marcus Maneval
Time we have, and time we spend
'Til we come 'round eternity's bend.
An unstoppable turn we all must take.
But I fear, before then, ne'er shall I awake.
For to date, I hold no calling or place,
But a heart of virtue, and her elysian face.
And although, her, I forever embrace,
I fear for our future we nearly taste.
Set it aside and continue the day,
But "what shall become of us" will stay.
The heavy glare of the raven, I feel,
Perched in dark rafters above my bed.
The cold breath of the wraith, I feel,
Grazing the hair behind my head.
Do, these burdens, my eyes convey?
Like your scandelous secrets that mine survey?
Or are my eyes like that dark ocean we've wept
That, in shadows, veil the chaos in it's depth?
But for now, my love, lay your chest upon mine,
And let us revel in the this last year of peace.
Like the elder couple, in omega's hour,
Holds only to one another, atop heaven's clocktower
In that desperate hour,
Comedy - TragedyComedy - Tragedy in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Comedy / Tragedy
Written By - Marcus Maneval
Act I - The Betrayal
A sound like the apocalypse crashing in my head
Abandoned again, nude on the bed.
Vulnerable, alone, and thinking of how I
Would be different if our fates had never been tied
Questions weathered like sands in the tide,
As they turn and toss in my mind and collide.
This one was to stay, to prove my conviction
That love's Eden was within my mortal restriction.
But now, in this familiar, empty room
Reminders of the dangers of trust do loom.
How long am I to be exiled here?
How long am I to await the lift of fear?
Act II - The Rebirth
In a moment, unexpected, it enveloped me,
Rushing into every crevasse of my being;
The belief of reciprocity came to my love.
And though the ravens circled overhead,
From the depths of the mire, ascended a dove,
The beacon of my hope, long since resting dead,
Returned, now empowered, and soared as anew.
For she returned something returned to few,
The same I had sent out long ago, tha
Youth. Strength. Wisdom.Youth. Strength. Wisdom. in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Youth. Strength. Wisdom.
by Marcus Maneval
The situation had reached an irreparable height
I knew 'twas the end, for I saw them that night.
Their passion behind my back, was right before my eyes
Now my lie of a life would end, with no compromise.
"There are things in this life, you will never understand"
She said, as she refused my trembling hand.
"Like what? Like your trysts with your drunkard of lust?
In her shock, I whispered, "Go if you must."
In the aftermath of this devastation,
I said "My days of wooing have met limitation."
It's been too long; I'm too uncouth"
But my young friend said "I shall give you youth."
And he showed me a pub, with women unkept..
He said "For a dollar she'll make you forget."
"My hunger is eternal, and I thank you for this meal,
But I see you've never known the misery I feel!"
In the aftermath of this devastation,
I said "I shall die of a slow starvation.
Love's journey has no end, no measure, no length"
But your strong friend said "I shall give you stre
The QuestThe Quest in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
written by: Marcus Maneval
Distance between that which should be one;
Lusty trysts of irreverence and sin.
Though the latter is scorned and readily undone,
Distance claims deeper evil within
For one must find, in search of truth,
That which one believes to be pure.
And by cause of the latter, such desire uncouth,
True love, that summit, fades further and fewer.
When such jewels are found among the mire,
It is one's duty to raise them to the light.
And just as destiny doth not tire,
Such love's pursuit is pure resolve aflight.
But many a time when my love took wing,
It soared as a spectacle of hope and muse.
Resonating through the heavens, it did sing,
But died in a bloody betrayal of truce.
Should such perils ward me from
The pursuit of that which may overcome
All tribulation endured by this world,
The one to be there when all plots are unfurled?
Such love in the past has been taken for granted,
And ne'er quite the same, shall I be enchanted.
Such love in the past, murdered
The Fall is Worth itThe Fall is Worth it in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
From shades of white to tones of blue,
The sun lays to rest it's blaze.
A day of a decade spent waiting for you,
The picturesque fantasy my heart portrays.
"She shall come anon," it says,
But my mind believes it less and less.
Each one strategically studied and marked,
As they pass, so beautiful, but I ne'er intervene.
My romance is but a dulled edge,
A glorious endeavor upon which I once embarked...
We were conquerors of fate with hearts strong and blades keen.
A fall of no recovery... I've leapt from that ledge.
Though the desheartened think of love as a lover's toy,
I've beheld it's wonders and known it's joy.
And I've felt the blades of weaponry such demons doth employ.
How they rip and they tear, soul from soul, limb from limb.
All this can result from one caprice, one whim.
It's all that it takes to shatter paradise,
But the fall is worth it, love, into the depths of honest eyes.
Embrace The Crimson AbyssEssayEmbrace the Crimson AbyssEmbrace The Crimson AbyssEssay in General Non-Fiction More Like This
It has been argued that artists in depression producing works based on such, only increase and perpetuate the darkness in the world. But darkness, just as light, is already perpetual and inescapable. Artists of darker states of mind play very important roles in all art, and humanity by giving those who experience the inevitable darker emotions, something to relate to. If a person is deeply depressed, they don't want to listen to "You are my Sunshine." They want a song that more closely associates with their state of vexation. But in order to retain any authenticity, such a song could only have been created by an artist experiencing the same depressed emotion. All human beings experience the same emotions at some point. In the case of sadness, one can benefit greatly by a friend that can relate to the dilemma. It is the same with art. It is that friend in our soli
CandlelightCandlelight in Free Verse More Like This
You are too blind to witness my invisible fall
Eyeballs bursting into raindrops
The pieces fall into pieces
There is nowhere to go but to you
And I see you standing besides me
When you don't exist anymore.
A heart pinned by the rising mushroom cloud
These withering eyes bring the vision of draining sky
Skilfully marauded by jet plane acrobatics
Imparting fancy shapes to my will's death.
Whenever I tried to reach the heights
Whenever I tried to keep my head up high
This gravity brought me down
With broken bones and without a fight.
Coiled up in a corner
I begin losing everything to the dark
In a blur portrait blackening every second
I see my self drifting away from me.
And I see a burning candle
Secluded in the corner of the room
Spreading forth it's light
While vanquishing the dark
Never ready to yield
Until time consumes it.
It is my perfect mentor
A force that pulls me together
A shining spark of glory
That brings back colour to my jaded portrait.
I won't end here
The New Tide - ReprisalThe New Tide - ReprisalThe New Tide - Reprisal in Free Verse More Like This
As the grim night sky embraces the coldness of dawn
We emerge through the veneer of mist
A burning torch in our hands lamenting
With stories of a mother's cursed lullaby:
"Dead children forever asleep in decrepit homes
Blighted harvests mock the soil soaked in our blood and sweat
The trees bend their boughs in dismay
When plunder and greed gambol around the vast abound decadence"
This bright light that portends your dark
Is a blazing bearer of our cries and shame
This flaming emblem of our freedom
Has spoken it's vice in your demise
Relishing on the feast of vengeance,
The advantage of the nocturnal ambience
We prepare to set the palace ablaze
An utter of the last sigh which'll end the tyrant's might
The serene scene transforms into a mad tumult
Screams of sweeping shadows
Fill the crumbling palace engulfed in flames
When the tyrant is consumed by the fire
A swollen evil body being degenerated into cinders
A daylight seen through the dust and
Baphomets own. Baphomets OwnBaphomets own. in Free Verse More Like This
P: I see the bloody corpses
S: Crippled muscles and wasted bones in derelict boxes
A: Awaiting their turn, for the vultures return
V: Or just rot and get obnoxious
P: Enough of that crap now, lets start a new line.Yo 123..here we go:
A: Where is da food?
S: Its in your Momma's mood
V: Coz when it comes to it, we all just brood
A: No but I dont
A: Or do we?
S: Yeah I certainly dont..so here we go again,
A: Under controlled conditions people rise above comport
S: But they dont go beyond the 640x480 viewport
P: But I'm not the one who stays behind, so ha!
A: And the cat ran away with the spoon
S: Ghosts of friends frolick under the waning moon
P: So I say I;m the sanest choice in this insane world!
A: But don't forget, I'm the seeker
S: And I'm the reaper
P: But does anyone know where is the keeper?
A: With the skeletons in the closet
S: And to the reaper belongs the closet
V: But still I aint the closest
P: Disconnect it, for I say: "Its the spoon that bends, you n
Death's design.Death's DesignDeath's design. in Free Verse More Like This
Red,blue,green,white labyrinths in my eyes
Oh the derelict emperor who sings this unheard tune
In his kingdom of dissonance,the cyclic aural flow
He is screaming in agony and hatred
Rapid convulsive motions,like an umbra caged within spasmodic cells
Shooting colours off his multiporous hands
Blending legs into one
Spitting demonic virility into streams,
Tar black innards, weaving together,smelting
And leaking,burning the ground,smoke is rising,miasma gaping
He is slowly blinding the sun,he is the stillness in time
The harbinger of darkness and loss, his flesh red eye glaring,eyebrow contorting
Wishing death on me, to avenge everything that was lost
And take everything that is mine.
Breathing crimson raysBreathing crimson rays in Free Verse More Like This
Breathing crimson rays
Breathing crimson rays
Green and the colourful
Fluttering in the wind
Playful and oblivious.
Radio playing in random
Little left to eat
Memories in pictures
Locked doors and windows.
Burning ivys in the backyard
Morning's bloom morphing to dust
Gleaming through the clouds,
The sun rise's calm
Mocked by pandemonium on earth.
Superior fly machines
Talking in weapons
Light is getting dimmer
Thunder screams in the sky
Missiles pound the ground
The sky weeps in rain
Under the nonchalant stare of sun.
Come out of your hiding
Come and consume us all
Before we consume ourselves.
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Grow me wheelsGrow me wheelsGrow me wheels in Free Verse More Like This
Wicked muse captures
All limbs in blue liquid fins
And drags me down the streets of
This yellow lit city of time.
The high rise glittering cubes
Like needles reaching out for the stars
Roads trace the golden glaze
They are smoke spewed and bleary,
Embellished with trees
Busy in their atonal dance
With partner air.
Fast unknown people pass by
Parading the aisles,
Going to somewhere
Only moving alone.
And I'm just a country man
With a fancy to swallow his farm
A rabid bucolic hunger
Turkeys,hens and sheep alike.
Grow me some wheels
I want to run away now.
DeadDeadDead in Free Verse More Like This
Tedious yellow light
Filling the dead air
Of motionless spirits
Speaking to me in despair
Helpless and wondering.
Dry eyes,parched throat
I'm sitting in the arms
Of a recluse angel
Shedding herself in dismay
In an unveiling portrait.
Half-filled food plates
Smothered in dust
Polluting the air
With their flavor
Devoid of water
Breathing the same stale air
Battling the dust
Mistaking the yellow light as their sun
They'll soon dry and fade away.
Like I will.
© fleeting-rainbow DOT deviantart.com
The future is in our handsThe word of the day is unityThe future is in our hands in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The word of the day is peace
The theories of old are dying
The violence must begin to cease
Change is the only answer
Reform is the only way
We've got too stop our madness
To see another day
Tomorrow is uncertain
A next decade is just a hope
Throw away the excess
Learn to conserve and cope
The age of oil is ending
The earth is showing her wrath
Innocent lives must be taken
Before we alter our path
Avoid the mistakes of our fathers
And we'll have a future of choice
It something is wrong then fight it
Don't underestimate your voice
The SecretThere is an incredible secretThe Secret in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That could change the world someday
Passed on and on through the ages
In many a different way
Through speech and writing and song
But away from the ears of power
The words of change are spreading
And soon we will have our hour
The secret is no mystery
To those who open their minds
But it remains a secret
From those in society's blinds
The silent fight continues
Against those who will not hear
Leaders who believe themselves invincible
Could find they have something to fear
So open your eyes and spirit
And perhaps you too will take part
Of one growing revolution
That begins with peace of the heart
Don't drink the waterDon't drink the waterDon't drink the water in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Don't eat the beef
Don't trust your neighbor
He might be a thief
Don't watch this program
It could brainwash your mind
When walking the alleys
Beware what you find
Open this email
And your computer will crash
Risk smelling a flower
But you could develope a rash
Firewalls and filters
Fences and alarms
Keeps us safe from harm
While we live in fear
Of all we create
Are we scared of our safety?
And in love with our hate?
Innocence is freedom
Not to be destroyed
So dare to live a day
When our phobias are void
Open the boxOpen the boxOpen the box in Free Verse More Like This
Reveal what's inside
Unlock the doors
So nothing can hide
Shed light on the shadows
Sound noise in the silence
Melt ice frozen solide
Play peace in defiance
Fling open the windows
To a thousand closed minds
In conservative mentalities
Just cut off the blinds
Refuse to conform
Dare to shake reality
Break out of trend
Miracle in the darkMiracle in the dark in Open More Like This
Cold and alone
Hungry and afraid
Crying in the dark for one who is not there
I shiver in the blackness
Starvation claws at my spirit
Solitude cuts my soul
Endless days and nights
Time just a possibility
Freedom but a dream
Suddenly there is a call
A light bridges the darkness
Lonliness extinguishes to hope's flicker
There a figure stands
Glowing through the cell that locks my soul
And I am no longer afraid
A key to unlock me
Feed the starving heart
Blanket me from cold
A descended angel
A risen demon
All or nothing
My possibility of a miracle
GenocideWeels grindGenocide in Free Verse More Like This
Oil-deprived hinges scream
The last shipment
Is flung into the cavern
Corpses over corpses
Figures that were once people
Faces without emotion
Empty souls cast aside
Keep all but the most starved beast away
No sane human
Comes near this pit of desolate rot
This is all that remains
The result of genocide
A pile rank nothingness?
10 Ways to Annoy Rosalie Hale10 Ways to Annoy Rosalie Hale10 Ways to Annoy Rosalie Hale in Fan Fiction More Like This
10. Tell her that, because everyone thinks she and Jasper are twins, they should get together. When she asks why, say that Incest is in at the moment.
9. Call her Ice Queen behind her back and to her face.
8. Whenever she argues anything, respond with Whatever, bimbo.
7. Claim that being a human aint so great.
6. When she argues the above claim, respond with Whatever, bimbo.
5. Try to exorcise her and her evil ways.
4. Tell everyone that Edward didnt go to Italy because Rosalie said Bella was dead he went to Italy because he envisioned Rosalies ugly face.
3. Call her Hoe-salie at least once, to her face.
2. Remind her that Edward chose a pathetic human girl over her.
And the Number One way to annoy Rosalie Hale?
1. Steal her silver cell phone and change the ringtone to Roxanne by The Polic
10 Ways to Annoy Emmett Cullen10 Ways to Annoy Emmett Cullen10 Ways to Annoy Emmett Cullen in Fan Fiction More Like This
10. Tell him he looks like a creepy stalker rapist.
9. Inform him, as politely as possible, that he has grizzly in his teeth.
8. Ask who wears the pants in his relationship.
7. Try to stab him through the heart with a stake.
6. Tell him brawn is out, scrawn is in.
5. Inquires as to how he feels to be the least-liked Cullen male.
4. When he is around, wonder aloud what Rosalie calls him in bed.
3. Ask if he is overcompensating for something with that Jeep.
2. Ask if he is overcompensating for something with those muscles..
And the Number One way to annoy Emmett Cullen?
1. When he denies the above two claims, respond with Thats not what Rosalie saaaaaid!
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10. Beg him not to eat you.
9. Inform him that he seems to be the depressed Cullen.
8. Go up to him, look him in the eye and ask if he is hungry.
7. Spell his name with two as (Jaspar) and call him Jaspar Cullen. When he objects, saying his name is Jasper Hale, wave your hand at him and tell him all that blood must have gone to his brain.
6. Tell him only girls feel emotions. Then giggle and run away.
5. Dress up in a cape and fangs and leap out in front of him when he is least expecting it, proclaiming you have come to suck his blood.
4. Send out waves of lust and see how he reacts.
3. When he gets too close made your fingers into the sign of the cross and cry, The power of Christ compels you!.
2. Splatter red paint all over his and Alices room and videotape his reaction.
And the Number One way to annoy Jasper Hale?
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10. Take her credit cards and shopping vouchers, hold them above your head and tell her to jump for it.
9. Tell her if she was just a few centimetres shorter she could legally be a midget.
8. Wear the trashiest possible clothing whenever you can.
7. Tie her up in a straightjacket. When she protests, tell her she needs to go back to the loony bin.
6. When you go into the sun with her, fall into a twitching heap on the ground and moan Im melting.
5. Pelt her with cloves of garlic.
4. When she gets a vision, ask if her spidey senses are tingling.
3. Trip her up and ask if she saw it coming.
2. Ask her what you will be doing in five minutes every ten minutes.
And the Number One way to annoy Alice Cullen?
1. Email her dozens of application forms for the position of speaker on psychic hotlines.
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10. Sing Discovery Channel by the Bloodhound Gang in your head whenever he is near.
9. Hotwire his Volvo and take it on a joyride.
8. Tell him the relationship he is having with Bella is practically paedophilia and he could be sent to jail for it.
7. Ask how Tanya is.
6. End every argument with Bite me, Edward.
5. Call him Romeo both behind his back and to his face.
4. Whenever he complains or argues, reply with What are you gonna do Edward? Go to Italy?
3. Tell him his hair isnt bronze, its ginger, and he should stop denying himself hes a ranga.
2. Whenever he leaves a room or says goodbye, get down on your knees and beg him not to go, not again.
And the Number One way to annoy Edward Cullen?
1. Take his silver cell phone and change the ringtone to Like a Virgin by Madonna.
The CorpseI don't know what will happenThe Corpse in Free Verse More Like This
When a corpse floats by..
Whether it's you or anybody
To save it from drowning,
No soul will try
That li'l birdiethe heavens open,beckons the sky...That li'l birdie in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
go on li'l birdie , its time to fly..
time to leave the nest so cosy...
it's time to prepare...time to Die !!!
prepare to fly your golden dream....
to shimmer in itz glowing light, to bask in itz gleam...
a tear may roll,once in a while...
(but) be brave, O li'l birdie...
Life isn't difficult as it always may seem !!!
up in the sky, the clouds will part...
as you propel upwards with all your heart...
fear and Death will matter no more....
sufferings will end up, before they may start !!!
gradually the new home will fill u with glee...
it'll be cosy as the one in the tree...
nostalgia and melancholy, left down on earth...
you'll swivel in the sky, like a birdie, free !!!
but don't ever forget that li'l birdie on earth....
who's got Love in abundance,with absolutely no dearth...
union with whom your nest will be full...
and overflow with happiness and joy and mirth !!!
A short storyGiddiup Giddiup Giddiup!!!! Rani Jhansi of Laxmi rode down the school corridor only to be confronted by Father D'mello who drew out his caliber .7 and tried to shoot Rani Jhansi's stallion right between the eyes only to be attacked by Hanuman from behind who clobbered Father D'mello head with his 'gadha'....in all this the church door opened and out came Nirmala Ma'am holding a cane in one and her favorite 'Hindi gadya-padya' book in her other hand....In all this commotion Rani jhansi's place on the horse was suddenly taken up by Nisha Fernandez, the new cute looking girl in class, who yodeled at the top of her voice , " Main apni Jhansi nahin doongiiiiiiiiiiii"…when suddenly a piece of meteor from space hit me right on my temple !!!.A short story in Humor More Like This
On opening my eyes, I was suddenly transferred to the World of Sister Angelo's English grammar class in room 302 B. With Sister Angelo's piercing my existence from her thick horn-rimmed glasses, instead of that black shiny stallion I found hims
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when a loved one says don't stay?
when you hear the word's,
"i dont need you,
please just go away"
whats love without passion?
a friendship without grace?
whats happening when you feel there isnt a happier place?
when a family member says,
"forgive me, for ive caused you pain"
when your brother says,
"i love you, i may not see you again."
when messing up brings relationships to their knees,
when you break a heart, yet still hear the words "please stay"
life seems so painful in so many ways,
when you think about your 'ex' in a loving way.
when you dont know what to do,
you just want to run away and hide.
what can you do, what can anyone say?
no one can help in any kind of way,
life seems so down and gray,
what's happening when you want others to die so bad,
you commit murder, to save yourself the pain.
when fights are normal,
when pain is regular.
when a freind and you dont trust each other,
when crime isnt so bad after all.
love had ups and downs,
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Is it my right to tell you how to live?
We've all walked so many miles, the good and the bad,
Yet what do you remember of the journey you've had?
The loss and the pain are the memories that remain,
You've lost your mind, your soul and your heart to the memories of the stains,
You dwell on the pain because they're easier to explain,
This empty feeling inside, you will never quite lose,
But we've all walked a journey, we've all got our story,
I couldn't have lived your life and you wouldn't have survived mine,
So where to now, do we sit and dwell on our own living hell,
Or should we make an effort to take a step,
Towards a new journey, a journey we'll never expect.
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As I sit here alone, contemplating death,
Where are you, why am I so alone?
For someone who told me they would always love me,
You managed to walk away, and failed to stand by me.
I've had my moments of happiness, of pure momentary joy,
But alternately I'm broken, with nothing to life for and lonely.
In my world of darkness, and pure dark sourced light,
It's hard to look upwards when your constantly face down to the ground.
I'm sorry I'm doing this to you,
Day after day, I feel the strain to conform to life's many struggles.
Feeling there is no future wanting to end the pain.
As I run this blade along my skin, I realize death is closer than you see,
If it wasn't for the tears constantly in your eyes,
This pain would have ended long ago.
I slowly drift off into another world,
Thoughts of another day of pain, make what I'm about to do so much easier.
It's time for me to leave, to turn my back and walk away.
You must be left here alone, I'm sorry but I