winningLife is a game,winning in Free Verse More Like This
you play to win.
if you think like me,
then raise your chin.
Ignore the others
except your love
for if you succede,
you will rise above.
Try to be careful,
high in the sky.
It's a long way down,
so your wit must be sly.
ideas to meSpouting like lavaideas to me in Free Verse More Like This
from a volcanoe,
ideas spring forth,
like an arrow from a bow.
It's almost five,
I haven't slept.
I write this instead,
when I'm much more adept.
Indeed I'm strange,
only writing before dawn.
But if you looked into my mind,
you're head'd turn into a bomb.
I know what you're thinking,
"This guy's just weird!"
Well there I'd have to agree,
but I am one to be feared.
I have a knack
for writing stories.
I like what I write,
all the bloodies and gories.
But if you could see
what went on inside,
your brain would melt
and your eyes vaporize.
lives severedThis is for lovelives severed in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a journey that did
two lives sever
no one could belive it
no one would belive it
they thought them a special pair
but then, fate bit
midway through the cursed excursion
an evil befell them
a terrible beast
that sought to fell them
the boy did slay it
to a terrible cost
he wrought on oa curse
thus for him, all hope was lost
he had to roam
as an ugly, horrid beast
never again loved
and never at peace
the truth of lovelove is comfort,the truth of love in Free Verse More Like This
love is fine,
love is always
sweeter than wine.
nobody is nicer
than the one you love,
not even a blessing
love is how i get through life.
it's my simple relief
from everyday strife.
The Meeting.Third day of school was tourture. I walked to my last period class, which was unfortunately geometry. Upon entering the room, I was assaulted with insults and small missiles. I tried to ignore the paper balls and pencil erasers as best I could, but the bastards wouldn't leave me alone. They knew how to provoke me, and had become very good at it in the three days they'd known me.The Meeting. in Fantasy More Like This
The teacher entered the room and the idiots stopped the torment, but I knew it would resume as soon as she left the room, as she inevitably would. I got the feeling she didn't care what the other students did to me, the freak she was so unlucky to have to teach, and thus let the other kids pick on me.
"Well, class. It seems we have a new sudent in our class. Please welcome, apropriately, boys, Miss Katrine Wilden." Several of the boys whistled as the hottest girl I had ever seen walked into the classroom. I couldn't help but look on in awe as she examined the inhabitants of the room with bright, curious
I Had to LeaveI'm trying to apologize for the damage I've done.I Had to Leave in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm trying to apologize for the man I've become.
Because I stand with my feet in a bloody mess,
I'm undeserving of your sweet forgiveness.
You wonder if I take pleasure in this savage game,
Or if I play for any possible gain.
But I promise, all I wanted was for you to be happy.
Some of my sweetest memories are of you laughing.
You wanted to find out why I was leaving.
You wanted to find out if my promises ever had meaning.
I always said what you wanted to hear,
Just to make you want to stay near.
Whether I felt that way or not is a mystery to ponder,
That is, if you care now that "we" are no longer.
Now there is only one thing left for me to say,
And that's that I hope you find a man that'll stay.
I hope that he will actually earn your love.
Red Solo CupI am the friend that you call on during your parties.Red Solo Cup in Free Verse More Like This
You fill me up so that you can have a good time.
You'll try and bounce a ping-pong ball into me and my friends,
Just as your opponent tries to do the same.
You lose count of the amount of times you tip me back,
And sometimes you even forget where I am.
But I am the secret behind your confidence and charisma,
Even though sometimes you regret the ideas I give you.
While the nights that you hold me are, in a word WILD,
The mornings after you always regret each swig
As you try and wake up and get rid of a migraine.
But I know that you'll always find me again,
For another insane Saturday night.
The wonder years- Naruto chp18The wonder years- Naruto chp18 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto but I sure can't tell...
WARNING: Yaoi...the love between two boys... (Big whoop wanna fight about it?) DON'T LIKE DON'T READ...so simple...also possible cussing, drinking and drug use.
Viewer discretion is advised.
A leopard never changes his spots
"Sure, Sasuke I'll wait for you after school today." Naruto said with a very unconvincing wave as the two were coming to a split in the hall.
Sasuke started up the stairs but paused once he heard Naruto's tone. "I'm serious dobe, don't leave me." He said turning on his way again.
Naruto made a face in response as he continued down the hall. He was heading to his locker to get books before homeroom. He never asked what happened to Sasuke the night before. All he knew was that he woke up to a light knock on the door and low and behold Sasuke stood on the other side.
"Hey did you see that new kid? He was real wei
The wonder years- Naruto chp16The wonder years- Naruto chp16 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Warning: Yaoi (boy, boy lemon *o*), language, violence, drugs...
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters but I own this story...
Rehab for the soul
"What do you mean he sstayed the night over there?" Orochimaru asked with building anger. He had been calling Sasuke all day Monday and Tuesday and of course our raven was yet to return a single call.
"Well he was home, then I followed him to the Dungeon where he waited for his friends to leave, then he tailed the blonde dude home and they went inside...and well he never left." Sasori said hesitantly as he spoke to Orochimaru. He and Zabuza had taken turns watching Sasuke on Monday. He hated the fact that he had to be the one to bring Orochimaru the bad news.
Orochimaru was silent. He was livid as thoughts of Sasuke and Naruto ran through his head. From Kabuto's description of the boy, Orochimaru concluded that Naruto was pretty cute. A little too
Promise Made of MoonlightLet me put you to bed tonightPromise Made of Moonlight in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and enfold you in these arms of mine.
Together we can while away the moonlight
as long as I stay by your side.
Listen to me and close your eyes,
sweet dreams are my promise;
this is your lullaby.
GhostI never should have let you touch meGhost in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but I gave of myself willingly.
Good knowledge is worthless
if you don't read it
and get lost in the moment.
A mistake that will never die
exuperated by your lie
turns to something sinister.
Every second in its wake
a special cross to bear.
Your arms feel like home
though that time is gone.
Even when I'm warm I shudder
because I'm waiting for a ghost
on the wrong side of forever.
Here You Are Again poemHere You Are Again poem in Free Verse More Like This
And here you are again
your song even sweeteer than before
Visions of kindness
entwined in my mind
Memories of seduction
play with my imagination
Thoughts of your passion
flood over me
Pulsate in every fiber
of my being
Was there a song ever so dear
then the one
You whispered in my ear
when you told me you loved me
It seemed like a lifetime passed
maybe it was only a yesterday ago
You had taken me
from sorrow to joy
In such little time
or maybe it was all a dream
The kind you want
to remember forever.
DreamingDreaming in Short Stories More Like This
There are many things in this world that I find superfluous. Dreams for example are one of those things. It has been said than men without dreams are hopeless and destined to fail in life I really don't think so.
A lot of the behaviors our recent society portrays are perfectly understandable if one considers the circumstances under which they started to develop. I cannot say that I don't find them perfectly retarded and unnecessary but neither can I rub my findings about it into people's faces. In this world, I am an outsider, even though the vast rest is the one behaving stupidly.
"What do you mean you're not much of a day dreamer?" Ino asks amused.
"I'm just not" I answer calmly and lie back on the grass.
"Then what do you do the whole day? When you're not actually dreaming, that is "
I sigh. "I think."
"There's quite a difference between thinking and day dreaming, Ino. Day dreaming is usually not very reality attached" I reply but the blonde doesn't seem satisfied
Skye's History: prt 1Skye's History: prt 1 in Short Stories More Like This
The bolded words are where his history picks up
A clean cut man made his way through the heavy doors of the tavern, standing out greatly from the rough crowd in its walls. He was tall, strong built, with auburn hair and bright green eyes. His ears held a slight pointed edge to them, and along with the light leather armor he wore, he would have stood out greatly amongst a crowd of beings such as yourself. No, the situation was quite the opposite, he was the most normal.
Around him demons brawled, some with bizarre, fantastic bright colored hair and eyes, others completely black and white from their skin to their eyes. They were either brawling and knocking over furniture or blissfully and drunkenly unaware of their surroundings and slurred out old bar tunes. The man's presence went unnoticed.
He made his way past the unsightly crowd to the back of the tavern -- where booths remained empty -- save for one monochromatic woman smoking idly; breathing out orange and blue smoke that w
A dime named HarryOnce upon a time there was a dime named Harry. Harry wasn't bright like the other dimes, nor was he very new. Harry was a dirty old dime and nobody wanted to use him. All the people would say, "It's dirty and old, I'm not using that dime!"A dime named Harry in Humor More Like This
Oh, Harry was a miserable dime indeed.
Whilst lying around on his favorite footpath one day, Harry noticed a new dime lying next to him. The new dime was everything that Harry wished he was, and so he resented it.
"He's Shiny and new," thought Harry, "What's he doing on a footpath like this, next to a dirty old dime like me? He's teasing me, I bet - well I'll teach him a lesson!"
And so one day when the other dime wasn't looking, Harry blew sand on him to cover him up. "This will do it," he said, "Now the people will want to pick me up, and not that shiny new dime," and he wasn't far from the truth.
That very afternoon a little girl came walking along the footpath when she noticed Harry sitting there. "A dime!" she squealed, "I've found a dime
UnconditionalUnconditional in Short Stories More Like This
“There's nothing wrong with you baby.”
“Then why do they all pick on me?!”
“They just don't know any better.”
“Well can't someone enlighten them?! I'm sick of living like this!”
“It doesn't matter what they think sweetheart.”
“I know! I don't know why I still care but...”
“I promise you, it'll get better.”
“How do you know...?”
“Look at me baby.”
“You're perfect just the way you are.”
“There's got to be something wrong with me...”
“No baby. Who you love is your business, and it's not a decision you can make. It's made for you when you're born, and there's nothing wrong with that. You're no different from anyone else. You're beautiful and perfect just the way you are, and I will always love you. I promise.”
“Do...do you really mean that...?”
“With all my heart.”