HugYou walk up to me.Hug in Free Verse More Like This
I look at you like a cat that is unknowingly trying to imitate an emote.
As your approach comes to an end you put your arms out. Both going past my body on either side.
Then simply, "Hug?"
I do not comprehend this word, your intent nor punctuation.
Your arms tighten around me and your chin rests on my shoulder.
I stand there
what is this new emotion.
It Was Love, Not Lust"Mu'doc, I-" He began, tears of frustration and rejection welling up in his eyes.It Was Love, Not Lust in Sketches More Like This
"But Muds, I only meant to-"
"I said no."
"Pwease, Muds, I-"
"I SAID FUCKIN' NO!" Murdoc roared, glaring deeply into the trembling singer's eyes. Tears ran down his pale cheeks, glimmering slightly in the dim light of the Winnie.
"B-" He was cut off by a sharp punch across the face. His trembling hands flew up to his cheek, fractured dents stretched wide as he stared up at Murdoc in fear.
"GIT OUT, TUSSPOT!"
The lanky man shrank back, stumbling towards the door as the tears began to fall faster. He just couldn't believe.. he'd really thought.. all those times they'd..
The door slammed shut behind him, knocking 2D off of the steps and chin first onto the cold carpark cement. He groaned, rubbing his skinned and bleeding jaw. He didn't feel it, however; he was far too numb by the already gaping wound in his heart.
Sobs racked his thin body as he forced himself to sit up, glaring regretfully at t
It Was Love, Not Lust-Side 2Murdoc stared down at the thinner man, his eyes narrowing into a glare. "Wot did yew just say?" He hissed.It Was Love, Not Lust-Side 2 in Sketches More Like This
2D gave him an odd look, as though not understanding his reaction. "Jus' 'at I love yew, Muds." A smile crossed the younger's face as he leaned in for a kiss, confused further when Murdoc released his warm grip on the singer and stepped back.
The bassist glared at him, baring his fangs slightly. "Yew wot?" He growled.
"Ah.. love yew?" Stu's smile faded to a nervous frown as he searched Murdoc's eyes.
Murdoc's glare only harshened. "No." He replied in a low, flat growl, not lessening his intense glare as tears started forming in 2D's large, black holes. A sickening feeling came over Murdoc as he stared into those dark eyes. Eye's he'd fractured. Eyes that'd caused the younger unbareable pain because of him.
"Mu'doc, I-" He began, tears of frustration and rejection welling up in his eyes.
"No." The tears only served to remind him of all the times he'd beaten the man until he
Bothering to Reply"Yew guys 'ave fun!" 2D chimed, sniffling and dabbing at his nose with the sleeve of his over-sized jacket. He was standing next to the Geep as the other Gorillaz all piled in for a quick trip down to Essex. The singer had contracted a cold and would have to stay home; which he didn't mind as the others had promised to pick him up some medicine and some soup.Bothering to Reply in Sketches More Like This
"Course we will, 'D." Russel nodded from the back seat, buckling himself up and glancing over at Noodle as she spoke.
"Yoo go get some rest, 2D-kun! We will bring yoo back some soop to help!" She gave him a light hug, tugging his jacket a bit tighter around his thin frame and zipping it up. He thanked her quietly, then backed up a bit.
"Bye guys!" His voice easily gave away his stuffy nose, making himself and Noodle laugh a bit at how funny his high-pitched cockney accent sounded when paired with a cold. Stu turned happily to Murdoc, a grin still bright on his sickly pale face.
He gazed up at the singer with an unamused look as he
Love You Hate YouHis body was trembling numbly as he forced himself not to look out his window. He knew he couldn't rest until he was sure there wasn't a whale watching him, but there was also a chance it'd be there and he'd end up scaring himself even worse. Hugging his knees to his chest and lowering his head so his hat blocked his veiw of the room, the frightened singer squeezed his eyes shut and hoped it would be over soon.Love You Hate You in Sketches More Like This
Of course it wouldn't and he knew that full well, but the sounds of the lift told him that he'd at least have a bit of a break from his constant fear. A moment later his door swung open loudly, bouncing off the wall with a slight crack. A bit of the moldy garbage fell to the floor. Sooner or later that little section was going to fall apart completely.
There were footsteps coming towards the bed but he didn't bother to raise his hat. He already knew who it was. A pressure beside him on the bed told him that the other was beside him and, as expected, he heard the curtains pulled
It Was Love, Not Lust 3- FinalAnother beer; another mind-dulling buzz.It Was Love, Not Lust 3- Final in Sketches More Like This
Another smoke; another lung-killing dose of nicotine.
Another sigh; another sneeking tear.
Murdoc couldn't take this. Life without his singer just seemed so terribly depressing and wrong. He wanted desperately to go down to the basement and apologize- but he dare not. Since the incident about two weeks ago 2D had managed to get by with only a few clumsy bruises and marks instead of the usual abusive ones.
This was the only high-light in the bassist's life. Stu seemed just as broken as he did, but if he knew anything he knew the singer had a way of bouncing back to his usual bright and happy disposition. Murdoc, on the other hand, wasn't quite sure what would become of him.
He'd tried convincing himself that this whole thing was just a phase, perhaps a mid-life crisis or something. He wasn't really that in love with another man that he couldn't get over it.. was he? Murdoc groaned, cigarette smoke drifting from his mouth as he leaned again
April Fools Day Promise"Pwease, Mudsy?" 2D questioned, following the bassist from the kitchen and towards the lift.April Fools Day Promise in Sketches More Like This
"No, dulla'd." Murdoc groaned, crossing his arms.
"Aw c'mon, pweeeaaaase?"
"Pwetty pwease Mudsy?" He continued to beg as they stepped into the lift.
"Why should ah?"
"Coz yew pwomised las' night 'at yew would."
"Ah dun wrememba' pwromisin a thin."
2D crossed his arms and stuck out his bottom lip in a pout. Murdoc rolled his eyes, shoving his own hands in his pockets. "Why do yew wont to anyways?"
A slight grin passed over the singer's face. "Coz ah wanna. Pwease??"
Murdoc stepped from the lift, starting towards the Winnie with the younger still close behind him.
"Fine!" He turned towards the younger with an unamused look.
"Yay!" 2D quickly pecked him on the lips, smiling with a giggle.
"The'e, 'appy??" Murdoc growled.
"Can' believe ah pwromised yew 'at." He grumbled, opening the Winnie door. 2D tapped his shoulder lightly, getting a look from the older man.
Your loves like rhinestones.."You' loves like wrhinestones fallin' fwom tha sky.."Your loves like rhinestones.. in Sketches More Like This
The one line had replayed in the singer's head for most of the day. He couldn't get it to go away because he knew, in an odd way, it was true. It described how he was feeling lately... but it didn't help. Rather it made him feel even more hopeless then before.
It had been nearly a year and he was still yet to get a chance to talk to anyone that wasn't a robot, working, shouting about a lift or his best mate. Murdoc he minded least, of course; even if the man seemed a bit more, in a word, insane then before. Sure, back at Kong Murdoc had been 'crazy', but this.. this was the real deal.
2D ignored it, just glad to be with his mate and hoping his cheery attitude towards everything made sanity a bit easier to come by for the older. They had their moments when Murdoc seemed almost normal, like he had all those years ago when he first strolled into Uncle Norm's Emporium that fine saturday morning.
Just as he was drifting off
PIGGY2D and Murdoc were currently sitting on the floor in the study, beer cans littering the floor around them and the scent of alcohol strong on their breath. Cyborg came in every now and then to check and make sure they weren't doing anything life threatening, but otherwise left the two to themselves.PIGGY in Sketches More Like This
"S-so ya know w-wot she said ta me?" 2D leaned forward, one eye squinted more then the other as he looked at the bassist.
"Wot'd she say?" Their words were slurred with alcohol, but that didn't dampen their good time one bit.
"'wradish!" The singer slapped his knee and both erupted in laughter.
"No way! No bloody way!" Murdoc shouted through his laughter.
"I know, w'ight?!"
Cyborg's head appeared above the desk as she peered over at the two. She rolled her eyes, smiling slightly at the antics of the drunken men. At least they were behaving this time. Last time hadn't ended so well...
She stepped out onto the beach, having follo
It's the Silence that KillsIt was all one-sided. It always had been and, he feared, it always would be.It's the Silence that Kills in Romance More Like This
The love; though thick and sweet as it swirled about his dark eyes, those peircing red and black ones remained hallow. The cuddling; while his thin arms found their home around the older man and his face nuzzled up to his collar bone, the bassist never raised a finger to return it. The kisses; he'd nearly given up anything but the occasional peck as it was like trying to kiss a statue. Forever emotionless, unresponsive and cold.
A single thing kept the singer from giving up altogether, and that was the fact that he hadn't been rejected. He'd been aloud to do just about anything and Murdoc didn't say or do anything to stop him. Of course he did nothing to encourage him either.
Stuart was starting to fear that the man was going to forever ignore him, his love and his physical affection. At first he didn't think it was going to last -the inactivity on Murdoc's part- but as time went on, things started to leave
Nose2D and Muds were currently side by side, both blankly staring at the tv. The singer sent quick glances over at the other ever so often which quickly began to irratate the bassist.Nose in Sketches More Like This
"Oi, Muds!" He turned a little more towards his mate, grinning brightly.
"OH MY GOD MU'DOC!!!" 2D shrieked, jerking away from the bassist rather violently and nearly falling over the arm of the couch backwards.
"Wot?!" The other barked, glaring at the panting singer.
Stu leaned in really close, putting a hand near his mouth and whispering, "guess wot?"
"Yew... 'ave a nose!" 2D giggled, poking said spot.
"Yeah! 'n i's all bumpy." The singer ran his finger up and down his nose, grinning brightly with his tongue sticking out between his teeth.
"Oh yeah, guess wot else? I's g'ween!!"
Murdoc rolled his eyes. "Jus' like tha rest o' me."
"Know wot else?"
"...I like yer nose!" The vocalist chimed, giving Murdoc a light hug.
MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH4MY BIG FAT DRAGON CH4MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH4 in Science Fiction More Like This
Warning: If you dont like fat Dragons and vore, then do not read.
Chapter 4: Wish Fulfillment
I got up and looked at the small little dragon as it shook the remains of the shattered eggshell of itself. I backed up and stepped on an old dry leaf. The dragon instantly whipped around and faced me. Our eyes locked. I wanted to turn and run, but something in the way those eyes stared at me held me firmly in place. Without warning, the dragon leaped onto me with such force that I fell over backwards. To my amazement, it did not hurt me, but began licking my face all over. Once I was thoroughly covered in drool, it got off and let me up. Not knowing what to do, I just stood there looking at the dragon confused. It saw this, and its little head dropped, a look of sheer sadness upon its face.
You dont remember me, do you?
I was confused. I liked dragons a lot, but never did I imagine seeing one up close, and this one was a little too real for comfor
MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH3MY BIG, FAT DRAGONMY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH3 in Science Fiction More Like This
Warning: Only for fat Draggies
Flare awoke the next morning on his living room floor to hear voices talking over him. They werent his parents, but someone elses, and there were a lot of them. He cautiously opened one eye a crack, and instantly shut it. He was completely surrounded by animals, and not just his house pets, but wild ones as well. Flare wondered why his dogs hadnt protected him whats more the voices seemed to be coming from the animals. Josie, the most faithful of his dogs, was lying on the floor beside him. A stag was talking to her, and apparently the conversation was about him.
How do we know hes the chosen one for sure? He looks like any regular human to me.
He was lifted clear off the ground by a comet of pure light. If thats not a sign, then I dont know what is. Wait, shh. Listen, his breathings changed. I think hes awake.
Flare shuddered and closed his eyes tigh
MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CHAPTER 2MY BIG, FAT DRAGONMY BIG, FAT DRAGON CHAPTER 2 in Science Fiction More Like This
Warning: Don't read if you don't like big, fat, cuddly, draggies.
Chapter 2: Destined for Greatness
Fare was not your average 14 year old boy. No matter what he did, no one would accept him for who he was. Sure, you could blame it on the fact that he was a four-eyed brace-face looser who did nothing but watch T.V., surf the web, and play video games. But the real problem lied deeper than that. The real problem was his personality. He was what most people would call "immature". Although he was 14 and in fact was mature, he had a deep, burning, passionate obsession, Dragons. Of course everyone teased him about it, but he didn't mind. He was more of a loner himself and liked his space. If he could he would much rather hang out with his pets and talk to them instead. He always felt so awkward in large groups of people, but seeemed to feel right at home with animals.
MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH 1MY BIG, FAT DRAGONMY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH 1 in Science Fiction More Like This
Warning: If you are easily frightened, or pee your pants at the mere thought of a big, fat, cuddly, yet powerful draggie, this story is not for you. Should you read this, the author and all supporters involved are in no way responsible for any nightmares (dreams should you happen to like Dragons like me), or any bed-wetting that might ensue. Also, to those who like Dragons, I am also in no accounts responsible if you poop your pants form laughing so hard after reading this warning.
Chapter 1: The Powers That Be and Amazing Origins
Ever since the dawn of time, two great forces have governed our world. Light and Darkness (Good and Evil) are forever locked in a titanic power struggle for dominance. For centuries they balanced each other, then came the making of our galaxy, the Milky Way. As with all the others before, Light and Darkness instantly began feuding over it. Darkness added the cold void of spac
The Prison WithinThe Prison Within in Free Verse More Like This
THE PRISON WITHIN
Child too old, why do we build the prisons within.
Pain and fear, alone we are cast, sanctuary we seek, a prison we find.
A freedom most difficult to find.
Better safe in our prison, than lost outside?
Some prisons seem nice and cozy, while others are filled with horrors.
Chains bind tight, it is impossible to grow, is this what life is all about?
Know your prison first, seek the cracks of light, a glimpse of what freedom could be.
Courage is what you need, change is your key.
What is inside, behind the door
that is not outside, on the other side of the door?
We are choice, so choose, unlock the door?
Imagination, beauty and love, all contained behind tall walls.
Outside, these things know no bounds.
Imagination's only limit is within yourself.
Freedom once found, how sweet it is...
© Matthew Barry 2008
Understanding AUTISMUnderstanding AUTISM in Academic Essays More Like This
UNDERSTANDING AUTISM SPECTRUM DISORDERS
Click on Symptoms of Autism Spectrum Disorders to get more information about some of the Autism Spectrum Disorders.
The following is a simplified explanation of autism, followed by more detail. Near the end, I talk about HOW TO OVERCOME AUTISM. I will also talk about my own personal story of growing up Gay and overcoming much of my Autism. Just know that I finally got there I learned how to connect with people and make many friends, to find real love, not just people using me, and to find a measure of joy and happiness in life.
AUTISM SPECTRUM DISORDERS
It used to be that people were diagnosed with a specific Syndrome, like:□ Asperger Syndrome
□ High-Functioning Autism
□ Sensory Processing Disorder (Sensory Integration Dysfunction)
□ Developmental Coordination Disor
Symptoms of Autism Spectrum DisordersSymptoms of Autism Spectrum Disorders in Academic Essays More Like This
Common Symptoms of Some 'AUTISM SPECTRUM DISORDERS'
PLEASE Click on UNDERSTANDING AUTISM and READ it before reading this paper.
This is meant to be a relatively Short way to help you see if you are part of the Autism Spectrum Disorders, which includes:□ High Functioning Autism
□ Sensory Processing Disorder (Sensory Integration Dysfunction)
□ Asperger Syndrome
□ Developmental Coordination Disorder (Developmental Dyspraxia)
□ DysgraphiaMost kids and adults who are in the Autism Spectrum and who do not show significant obvious symptoms, are SELDOM diagnosed. If the problems and symptoms are not glaring, no one bothers. Even Kids with obvious symptoms are often not diagnosed, since many teachers are not trained to know what to look for and of course most parents do not know what to look for
RELATIONSHIPSRELATIONSHIPS in Academic Essays More Like This
WHAT WE SHOULD LOOK FOR IN A HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP
When you are getting to know a potential friend or lover, pay particular attention to how he or she:
reacts to stressful or unexpected circumstances
interacts with family membersexpresses affection, anger, and other emotions
responds when you express your feelings.Questions to ask yourself when you are becoming more involved with a possible partner (Ideally, your potential partner would ask himself the same questions):Am I capable of loving, trusting, and sharing myself with this individual?
Can I accept this person as he is now, without trying to change him or expecting him to change himself?
Am I willing to tolerate his imperfections and respect his thoughts and feelings even when they are different from my own?
Can I give to or be in a relationship with this person without going against my own values or sacrificing my own needs?
Do I respect him?Do I feel safe with him?
Do I trust him?Do I enjoy his company?
CELEBRATION of GAY PRIDECELEBRATION of GAY PRIDE in Emotional More Like This
CELEBRATION of GAY PRIDE - An Older Gay Man's Perspective
Straight people keep asking, "Why do 'you' people need GAY PRIDE when there is no need for STRAIGHT PRIDE?" This is my answer:
Straight people do not need to be proud of being straight, because they do not need to overcome and survive vilification, hatred, bigotry, discrimination and suppression, for being straight. Sexual Minorities deserve great pride and respect for overcoming all of that, and more.I call this a "Celebration of Gay Pride" because it is a celebration of my journey to self-acceptance and pride-of-self. I was 13, an Altar Boy wanting to be a Priest, when our priest told us boys, "Boys who are physically attracted to other boys are an abomination in the eyes of God, doomed to burn for an eternity in the everlasting fires of Gahanna." I could not understand it. I was simple, autistic, and I lived to be a good boy. I had not done anything to make these feelings for boys happen. God must
Living with Tommy NewtonIt was a regular Wednesday morning for Andy. She opened the record store, placed the new LP's out, and waited for new customers to accidentally stumble upon the small store. Her life had always been that way since she refused a job at her father's practice. She continued to think it was the right choice; that refusing to perform surgery on helpless people and animals, that were supposedly alien life forms, was the right thing to do. The question weather she made the best choice nibbled at her brain like termites ate wood. It just wouldn't leave her alone.Living with Tommy Newton in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
While organizing the records, a strange man in a long white coat came into the store and began browsing through the shelves of Sinatra 45's. She recognized the strange man very well. He turned around and flashed his dazzling white teeth and then walked over to her.
"Are you Andromeda Parks? He asked nonchalantly.
"Yes, and you are?"
The man held out his right hand as he spoke. "I'm Dr. Harmon. I work with your father you probabl
Living with Tommy Newton ch.9"Tom, please say something " Ryder said while gripping the steering wheel of her car so hard her knuckles turned white. The both of them were looking for Andy, and so far had no luck.Living with Tommy Newton ch.9 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Thomas Newton continued to stare out of the moving car's window, completely ignoring Andy's sister. He didn't want to bother with the small talk; he needed to find Andy. He knew Ryder was only trying to help, as she was just as nervous as he was, but the overwhelming feeling of .well, he couldn't put a name to what he felt. It was a mixture of what Dr. Parks called 'pain' and Andy called 'love'. Whatever the feeling was, it put him in a mood and made him want to stay silent.
Ryder pulled into a random McDonald's parking lot, parked, and then turned the car off. Tommy was about to unbuckle and get out, as that was what you did when cars stopped, but Ryder put her hand on his arm to stop him.
"We need to talk." She said quietly.
Tommy looked at her and waited. Ryder undid her seatbelt and turned t
Living with Tommy Newton chp.6"Andy?" a voice whispered in the darkness of her apartment.Living with Tommy Newton chp.6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tommy shakily edged closer to Andy's bed. She was rolled over on her right side. Tommy inched closer a little bit more, he was surprised he kept his footing based on how much he drank that night. He gently nudged her shoulder and she groaned.
"Mom, there's no school today " she mumbled.
Tommy tried hard not to wake her up, but he needed her right now. He and Mary Lou had a fight, and she was very angry with him. She wouldn't even let him finish his dinner before she kicked him into his room and told him she never wanted to see him. Tommy then proceeded to drink two full bottles of liquor and went to find Andy. Andy turned over and pulled the blankets to her chin. Tommy secretly wished she would be awake right now and make the couch into a bed for him again, but of course she wasn't awake. After what he did to her, he expected her to kick him out just like Mary Lou did. He quietly slipped off his shoes and pulled the white
Living with Tommy Newton ch.8"Come on, Andromeda, you know the answers to these questions!"Living with Tommy Newton ch.8 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Andy sat on a cold metal chair watching the two FBI agents circle her like vultures to their prey. Questions were asked, heated words were exchanged, and many tears from Andy were shed. Why was she here? What had she done that was so horrible? Just thinking about those things made Andy sick to her stomach and unable to reply.
"Matt, you're going about this the wrong way." Agent Brookes said calmly to her partner.
Agent Blanc ran his fingers through his hair. This investigation wasn't only tiring for Andy, but the agents as well. Hours had gone by and Andy had remained silent; not answering anything, but just staring at her own clammy hands. Blanc and Brookes became silent, and in the few hours Andy knew them, she knew it was a very rare occurrence that either of them shut up. She slowly shifted her gaze from the cobalt blue table in front of her to the two agents leaning against the wall. They both looked as flustered as sh
Living with Tommy Newton chp.5Andy was laying in bed; depressed and practically lifeless. She had been there for two days staring at the wall. She looked at the clock on the night stand.; Twelve a.m. the red digital numbers read. Andy shifted around for a while and then pushed the covers off of her. Slowly, she let her feet hit the floor and then stood from her bed. She shakily walked over to the bathroom where she proceeded to take a shower. Tommy and Mary Lou were coming over.Living with Tommy Newton chp.5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When she was done in the shower, she began dressing herself and fixing herself as if she was fine, but she knew that the pain she felt was literally tearing her apart. She looked older somehow. Dark circles formed under her eyes due to the sleepless nights, and she looked thinner. Maybe it was ridiculous to be this upset over someone leaving, but Andy had bonded with Tommy. They were close. Like best friends who shared secrets and fears, and when he left, Tommy unknowingly took all of Andy's feelings away with him.
Andy trudged into the liv
Objective Proof of GodIf I tossed a coin 2000 times and called it right every single time, what would you think?Objective Proof of God in Academic Essays More Like This
I can only imagine some of the things you would be thinking, but they would all stem from one rationalization: that what was happening defied logic.
To make sure we are on the same page, let me give you some quick facts about the Bible: The Bible was written over a span of about 1500 years (from 1445 BC to 95 AD) in 3 continents, in 3 languages, by 40 authors, and has 66 books. It's mostly a collection of letters written to churches. We can verify the dates of the books of the Bible through the efforts of historians, linguists, and archeologists.
" . . . a band of evil men has encircled me, they have pierced my hands and my feet. . . They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing." Psalm 22: 17-18
What event is this verse referring to? If you have a basic knowledge of Christianity, then you know this is talking about Jesus' crucifixion. If you
Proof of GodTo start off, I'd like you to take a moment to consider why it is you don'tProof of God in Academic Essays More Like This
believe our God exists.
You cannot stay in a state of lacking belief in God. After all, my dog doesn't believe in God, either, but she's not an atheist. To state that you simply don't believe is not sufficient. There must be a reason. On a similar note, I don't believe "blind faith" is sufficient either. I don't just "believe" in God, I have reasons for my beliefs. Either you have accepted the idea of God, or you have rejected it.
So what is the cause for your rejection? What is the basis that you found this view on? When put under speculation, is it adequate? Is it flawed? Is it subjective? This first section of my "essay" deals with reasons you might have for rejecting that our God exists, and refuting them.
I believe there is no God because . . .
1. There's no proof.
That statement is subjective. I'm probably going to use this word a lot, so here's a quick definition: subjective means biased or one-s
18 Questions Asked by AtheistTop 18 Questions Asked by Atheists18 Questions Asked by Atheist in Academic Essays More Like This
-- These are taken from my own personal experience discussing with atheists. You can find them also in my "How I Know God Exists" journal, but I thought I'd spread them to the public more. Hopefully both atheists and Christians will read these and learn more.
--Note that I try to keep these concise and to the point. I could probably write a small book on each individual one, haha. But for space and time's sake, I won't. That's why I've also supplied plenty of links for you to learn more. If you think I don't fully answer something, read the links I give you. If you have more questions concerning something, read the links I give you. Anyone who comes to me asking about something that the links could have answered will be ignored.
1. Why would God allow evil?
Two words: free will.
We have free will to commit evil, and free will to choose not to.
Evil is the absence of God. The same way cold is the absence of heat, and darkness is the abs
No God - No Atheists"If there were no God, there would be no atheists." G.K. ChestertonNo God - No Atheists in Philosophical More Like This
"That's stupid!" you say.
"Not true," says I. This statement, in and of itself, provides proof for the existence of God. I know that, if you are a non-believer, you will instantly dismiss this quote. Your beliefs are quite firm, after all, and what can shake them? You question the existence of God, but you don't really want an answer. An answer will prove you wrong. However, if you are willing to read on, I think you'll find that the question of rather or not God exists isn't one of fact or fiction. It's true, and I shall illustrate how simply using this quote.
Perhaps I should put this quote into a different perspective. Here is one of the same theme by C. S. Lewis: "If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found that it has no meaning: just as, if there were no light in the universe and therefore no creatures with eyes, we should never know it was dark."
The view behind this is simple: If ther
Bottled UpThere is so much to considerBottled Up in Free Verse More Like This
When pouring a glass of wine:
The meniscal kiss
Curving into the bowl:
promise of lips stained
with a blush that is
anything but bashful.
The size of the glass,
length of the stem,
and how will he hold his drink?
Will he have the lasting power of
The first sip have
a dry or sweet finish?
Will the evening bubble
Or conversation wane,
fermenting past its prime
into a vinegar of stained carpet
or the clang of a broken glass
on a hardwood floor?
DesiderataHands, chest, fingers, back,Desiderata in Free Verse More Like This
eyes with black hole tunnel heading
soulward, stoic, then sordid whispers,
distorted by shifting, lunging, lifting,
leaning forward, moving back,
supressing, depressing, undressing
expressing obsession, a predilection,
to erect a monument to a
lifetime of pent up good intent,
then spent and going slack, exhaling,
words failing, chest heaving, drinking the sound
of labored breathing, sweat dripping,
then slipping back into
the curtain of the dark of evening.
The child is grownHair parted in the middle,The child is grown in Free Verse More Like This
The pigtails fell lose
Some time ago.
Can't say I'm sorry
To have traded the jumper
For a pair of fading jeans.
Some things I miss, though:
My mother's careful hands
working through the tangled
mess of curls,
clothes neatly pressed and starched
skillful fingers making perfect bows
of the ked laces.
Some mornings the only thing that keeps me going
is that one instruction:
"Make a loop, over and through."
The hair I've left to its own devices,
clothes haven't seen an iron in years.
I don't always sit with my legs together
or keep my elbows off the table
but one thing I got right:
Lose ends always need tying.
One Man's TrashGot it cheap at a thrift store,One Man's Trash in Free Verse More Like This
left by some anonymous patron:
maybe an old woman,
cleaning out a closet,
significance lost to time and a
fine coat of dust?
Or did she suffer the loss when
she passed it, still on a hanger,
to the man at the counter?
Did she falter when he offered
only a smile and a "we'll be happy
to take it off your hands" as condolence,
like he'd be doing a great service,
bargaining off her past.
Then "keep only what you use"
the mantra of some clutter-busting
self-help book drowns out
the fifty-year-old strains of "Sleepwalk"
from a high school prom
and her hand slips from the fabric,
saying "You can have it,
God knows I'll never need it again."
Worth more than thisI just want to be wantedWorth more than this in Free Verse More Like This
In more than just a sexual way
I want to be liked for who I am
Not for what I look like
I want someone to want the whole package
I need and deserve that
I have pore self-worth
But I even know I'm worth more than this
aloneI'm not in the moodalone in Free Verse More Like This
Just leave me alone
I don't want to be with people
I'm a loner
I enjoy it that way
So just back the fuck away
go awayI'm worthlessgo away in Free Verse More Like This
I can't do anything right
I fuck everything up
I make everyone hate me
I like it that way
Push everyone as far away as I can
Don't look at me
Don't look back
I don't want you to see me crying
dixrwma matiaμε τη ματια καρφωμενη στο πατωμαdixrwma matia in Free Verse More Like This
και τις αναπνοες της να συμβαδιζεουν με τον ηχο απο τους δειχτες του ρολογιου
ετοιμαζε τις αποσκευες των μικρων στιγμων ...
αυτες οι μικρες στιγμες που την εκαναν ν
Always Dark insideΚαθισαμε εκει για ωρεςAlways Dark inside in Free Verse More Like This
ατενιζοντας το τελος
που παντα μας πορολαβαινει γιατι παντα ειναι κοντα
και μετα ηρθε η βροχη
να καψει τη μοιρα της απορριψης
και να αφησει ενα υγρο αποτυπωμα στα ονειρα μο
Rain Of DarknessRain Of Darkness in Free Verse More Like This
Rain of Darkness
Something inside of me...broke
The very core of my soul...snapped
I became surrounded by a numbing cold
I blinked and everything faded to black
When you left me alone-
I felt this eternal betrayal
When you decided to let me go-
The dependance I hid became unstable
The weight on my shoulders collapsed
While the world I once knew- wasted
The bottled up remorse relapsed
I was consumed by hatred
Thou have forsaken
Others will taste my conviction
Hope, itself has been taken
Along with every form of justification
Why am I the one abandoned?
I never took ANYTHING for granted!
Re-fracture and amplify the fragments
AND TELL ME THAT WASN'T YOUR INTENTION?
I'm a fraction of a remnant
And that's an understatement
You knew this would happen
When you took back our salvation
Something deep inside of me...crumbled
The center of my heart...stung
I made even the shadows
Fallen Into DarknessFallen Into Darkness in Free Verse More Like This
Fallen Into Darkness
I'm a dark void, my shadow casts its own shadow
And I'm too much of a coward to even try and turn back
I'm so bleak, because I've managed to create a new breed of sorrow
And I'd be a fool to even attempt to move out and into the blinding black
My mere gaze can darken the brightest tomorrow
That must be why I am destined to remain here forever
My life is unaware that death is what I yearn to give into
That's another reason to sever every bond for the better
I vowed to myself that I wouldn't take you down with me
Your kind strength and light is what I can no longer borrow
I am nothing but a doubled-edged sword, it is what I will always be
I'm regretfully swaying away from the promised path that I used to follow
But I assure you that I will be alright
So please remember you did everything you could
But I've already made up my mind
And you said every hopeful word
Rain Of FateRain Of Fate in Free Verse More Like This
Rain Of Fate
The proud flags were torn away
When warfare came
Burning buildings collapsed
Just like the nations which used to stand
We're no longer united
Because we're consumed by fighting
Quarreling over desires / selfishness is earned
Money sets lives on fire / morals are governed
Humanity conquered this gift of nature
Because we were given this curse of failure
Just our simple touch turns beauty into torture
And we won't stop, until we get more and more
The sins of our fathers
The prayers of our mothers
The tears of our sisters
The blood of our brothers
A man-made cycle of life and death
Believing in religion; and abiding by justice
Living a life of crime, and an unmatched wickedness
Made-up answers to made-up questions is all we will get
The last living tree burned
Pity among Mother Earth mourned
The dark clouds shed tear drops of forgotten affection
While we only care about our selves, when the planet needs compassion
The dire cries for help needs to be heard