Concern for the same old...it happens as it always happens
meanwhile, the drastic double-back
they can't see where they are going
with no light, so they darkstep...
but if there is trouble in paradise
it's a major concern--
we all love sunny days
but everyone hates a sunburn...
it's the way they crash n' burn
that makes their face taste the
rugburn in a way that they make
sure no one else gets hurt...
and the shallow will pull you under,
so deep... take my word for it...
Why i don't write in penciLi write my words like i say my wordsWhy i don't write in penciL in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
with ink so they leave a permanent mark
never to be erased and replaced, turning my message to waste
this way, i make sure i'm making myself heard
and i'm making sure my name won't be slurred
cuz one thing i've learned
is you can flap your wings all you want
but you can't fly if you are a flightless bird
that's why i fall silently, at night, unheard
swervin' with the stars and chasin' the moon under
cruisin' so far just for the sake of pure wonder
but please don't mistake me for thunder
my words are just electrified
slicin' through the sky like lightning
rhyming so sly it's almost frightening
but mostly, this is what i think:
words seem to carry more weight
with the distinct boldness that ink brings...
DustReality sinks downDust in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
and is buried in silence
the world suffocates
they sit by, quietly
leaving it alone
as it breaks form
and comes apart
back to dust
back to it's natural state
no substance, no matter
among a sea
of other thoughts
the ENDyou set me freethe END in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
skippin' off the tops of trees
past the point of where eyes can see
it nags at me to feel the rush
of falling so fast i recoil and
reset my internal hourglass so
we can both feel that thunder-
crash... so naturally comes that
proper way to act, so expect me
to properly react if, and when, i
feel wind screaming, blasting
at my face......
Back of the MinDA conscious thought is amplifiedBack of the MinD in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
parallel reasoning is now denied
Patterns that match, mentally synchronized
contain power that will soon be realized
Synapses among frantic active states
react like sliding tectonic plates
causing relative perception to inflate
at an increasingly alarming rate
[Travel beyond inner limits and just keep going]
[Never let your curiosity stop growing]
one letteR-choose your words slyly, cuz it's whatever.one letteR in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
it's one letter and it's better than never.
second-guessin' expressions can go on forever,
but only the clever can hold up in this endeavor....
-and if you cant handle the weather,
if you cant remember the rain bein' wetter,
drippin' onto the windows longer than
God meant for Mother Earth when he blessed her,
-just relax and sit back... first, reflect on some thinGs.
matter of fact, take a nap, get a restful nights sleep.
(thinking right completely blindsides when sleeping,
see, leading to discreetly finding real meaning....)
-common misconceptions aren't always the best to get;
if you can't follow the definition, don't swallow the rest of it.
the words will get hotter with the fire your confusion lit,
*but the burn doesn't bother if it was right to begin with... ←
bLindThe wind carries meaning. As it picks up, reach your branches into it. Let it's force cause you to sway. Shed your dead leaves until there is nothing left. Keep rising up into the sky, and keep digging those roots deeper. Float on a sea of whatever it is that it may be, flying so free, in your mind completely blind to see the sight of things...bLind in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Some people swerve through life wearing thin spots into their souls while trying to suck the souls out of others. Eventually, this will rest on their conscience. The rest of the world will look like an angry mob coming for them. If you gamble with the devil, you will lose every time.
Careless souls suffer. Whether it be a sign of a new day or just a passage of time, what you harness has the ability to pick things up, to possess your soul with light. So is the plight of the being.
The City AwaitSThe city awaits the DrastiC mental stateThe City AwaitS in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
i consume Ruckus, and my lungs inflate
i violate with hate
if i find you perpetrate, it's too late
my mind will straight obliterate your fate
im otherwise known as the monster i create
so im gonna let you know how much drama it takes
the many me's of me
just trying to figure out who the fuck is the other me
is the type of thing
other things shouldn't be...
i crashthere is no justicei crash in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
i learned that from the aftermath
life passes by in a flash no matter
how you dance this sacred dance
trippin' over these two left feet
thinkin' over and over again about
how i tend to lose certain things
i think the world must be evil
takin' away the things that matter the most
and denying me anything real
whats the fucking deal
like tsunami waves
and if you look into my face
not just at it
you will see genuine panic
one more drastiC upheaval to add
to the rest i can't handle
leaving me burnt out like a candle
its so dark and i'm blind, its not right
.... to be continued...?
LimiT The only LimiTLimiT in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
is your imagination
illuminate your mind
free the creation
a drastic situation
Real KinDReal KindReal KinD in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
when i get to the top,
i'mma breathe all the air for you-
i'mma scatter clouds, and
i'mma make the sky more blue-
those things that are not right
i'mma fight to make them true-
it's a fight just to make it through somehow,
but now, here's to all the things i gotta do....
when i get to the top,
lights will be up there for you
sirens will scream and blare for you
the kind that seems to stare
at you, right through you, into that
air that might crack you in two
like trees that can't handle the breeze.... atleast...it's a thing to look into....?
when i get to the top,
i'll have them papers stacked
with glowing corners like a flashback acid attack swervin' off
emotion, embodiedthere are thingsemotion, embodied in Free Verse More Like This
living in me
that bring the floor
to my knees-
powers like concrete
of my bones
filled with something
i have been
holding my breath
for so long
that i am scared
to let my body
or give vessels,
living in me,
the means to
i pray to god,
a being unseen,
that i will
kill off these things
living inside me;
all i manage
is kill off
virgin culturethere's a little more to love than lustvirgin culture in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
and a little more to a person than a label.
you can try to sum me up in five words or less and you'll find those words,
but you won't be able to reduce me to them.
you can't turn me into something that can be thrust,
down the grapevine
when there's something more to me than the colour of my eyes or the size of my chest.
and that's something we could all do with remembering.
but this is the culture we were born into.
where the length of your hair is more important than the sincerity of your words,
and nothing matters as much as the kardashians' latest scandal or talking some hot chick into bed.
i'm nineteen. i understand. but i'm frequently finding myself writhing in my own reassurance that i exist.
my name is melissa, i am a liberal, college-going female who doesn't remember what her own house looks like but remembers her childhood telephone number
and i'm not sure if that's ok. is it normal, am i the only one in this goddamn world wh
to know you, all wrongi don't knowto know you, all wrong in Free Verse More Like This
what it means
when i say
i must be feeling
the wrong static,
or that i am thinking
of your hands,
shapes of clay
shape the clay
of my white skin,
i just know
i need to believe you
when you said
what we are doing
(copy of a copy of a copy)
and we can only do
for so long
before the tongues
round our wrists,
the look to letting you goi hope i ruinedthe look to letting you go in Free Verse More Like This
like a smudge
i like reminding you
of the things
i am sure you proudly
ache my heart,
when i try
bookmarked my skin
where you last
so that i may
open the pages
and read us
when i feel a little
all i want is to look across
a span of space-
a floor, a bed,
the breath between
and see another
holding me like light
within warm eyes.
it is likely
we will not make it
through the night;
in this case,
i hope that,
with my last,
i learn to love
alive, feelit starts with a death rattlealive, feel in Scraps More Like This
in the dead of night,
with a silencer
over your dog's muzzle,
with a gunshot
when you know you're
picture yourself standing in front
of an empty picture frame
forever, you're a photograph.
you don't move.
in the shape of a human being.
picture yourself naked
standing on the bridge between your house and hers,
watching waves undulating like sweaty bodies beneath you.
picture yourself dead.
i bet it's the same as you are now:
working your white-collar job,
forty hours a week, eight hours a day,
you're the boss' bitch.
you do as you're told.
you tell me it's how you make a living.
for your fucking information, this is not living.
you're not alive
if you can't feel.
and i watch you, white collar ghost,
dead like winter and spearmint gum
pressed against the soles and souls,
your numbness is december air,
and you, well,
you can't remember what it's like
so you're not afraid
when you're motionless in
i could breathe fireshe was a marvel,i could breathe fire in Free Verse More Like This
something so complex
that there is no design
intricate enough to
symbolize the contradictions
of her body
i felled her,
i felt her
a writhing embrace,
she was a bird
a warming feather,
she was a breath
fresh air on a stagnant day,
a beauty unlike rose petals,
more like sandstone
as i watched the moon
give birth to the fire
of her skin.
don't stop believingthis is not a love songdon't stop believing in Scraps More Like This
this is brutal honesty,
the mother tongue
of a girl estranged.
of our bodies,
close and warm.
a surprise of skin
under my hand
and is alive and novel.
the rain felt by my fingers
is new to me, a startle.
it isn't cleansing,
it is guilt and pleasure.
your lips graze
i feel the corners
of my mouth,
unlike those of a white room
but like those of a clean shirt,
woodworkthe woodwork of my house inspires my penwoodwork in Scraps More Like This
until i am seeing you in the shadows
the deep impressions left by worms
the deep impressions left by you
in the womb of my chest.
this is where you stay.
do you remember how we used to be in love?
the moon would fall at your feet
to feel your breath.
before, when my dreams were tattooed
with our skin pressed together,
no horrors of your body close and naked
to another's, no broken heart tying itself
with crude lace to yours.
we used to be poetry,
two poets strung together
by words and telephone lines.
you used to write,
i used to love.
it's funny how things change.
breathe deepbreathe deep.breathe deep in Free Verse More Like This
breathe it shallowly if you need to,
if filling your lungs to bursting
is too much,
but breathe the depth-
of tree roots
and ethnic roots
and the roots planted by love.
and the orgiastic fullness
it gives the empty shell
you try so hard to stuff
but nothing sticks;
because deep is star-soaked
desperate with creeping beauty
like attar and trellis
and the june moon.
this is how you keep her.
this is how you say,
this is our permanent address.
this is how you say i love you
with something more than words.
vasha ptichkai want you to read me stories,vasha ptichka in Free Verse More Like This
the very same ones
as i wrap you into,
catch you in their bindings
and smell you,
clean and summer,
inside the pages.
standing in your shower,
i wear the bodywash
that is a signature of yours,
foreign on my skin.
sometimes you are there with me,
and we are children again
as we splash water
on one another's naked bodies.
i am turning you into
a bigger reader,
a braver hero,
a stronger soul;
you tell me that
you put your phone down
and buckle your seatbelt
when you get behind the wheel
because you imagine my face
if you told me you didn't.
i want to be something new for you.
a better lover,
a happier smile,
the warmest arms you could ever need.
i never want to waver
even as tides crash my knees,
and i want you to always hear it,
close to your ear or across the state,
when i tell you
you mean the world to me.
RunI want to run away with you. Just you.Run in Free Verse More Like This
I'll never forget that look of hope in your eyes,
The feel of strength in your hands,
And that promise of forever in your words.
I only wish I could forget my answer.
We can't. You know how much I want to.
But We just can't.
TrueI lost everything I was, true.True in Free Verse More Like This
But all I was
I was for you.
I wish you knew
How I still cry
To think of you
Today, I AmI am bitter todayToday, I Am in Free Verse More Like This
There's no way she loved me like she said
She wouldn't have left me if she did
I am sorry today
I know she loved me all along
And I hate that I thought otherwise yesterday
I am longing today
I saw two lovers walking down the street
And I wished she and I could take their places
I am content today
I dreamed about her
And in my dream, she was happy
I am frightened today
I wished I were dead
I've never wished that before
I am empty today
I cried about her until my friends dropped by
And I had to hide my tears because they've never seen me cry
And I think it would scare them
I am angry today
I saw a USMC recruiter
And I wanted to grab him by the lapels and shake him
And make him bring her home
But, of course, she's Air Force and a marine's not going to help much
I also don't think recruiters have much pull in the chain of command.
Especially in a completely different branch of the service...
Sometimes I see soldiers on leave and I want to ask them if they've seen h
TodayToday, I packed away your pictures.Today in Free Verse More Like This
And the way I folded away your smile
Felt like I was losing you for good
I took a walk to clear my head
And found something unexpected
I stepped out into the street
And the way the sun touched my shoulders
Seemed like your arms around me
I passed a candy shop
And the way the sugar scorched and browned
Became the precise shade of your hair
I lay down in the park
And the way the grass tickled me
Felt a little like your fingertips on my skin
I stayed and watched the setting sun
And the way it colored the sky a warm pink
Became the same soft color of your lips
You used to blush when I kissed you.
I saw that in the sunset, too.
Then I waited until the stars came out
And the way the they lit the night
Looked like your eyes when lit with a smile
I saw you in the world around me
And I even though your pictures were gone
I knew I'd lost nothing at all.
Most MorningsMost nights, I can't sleepMost Mornings in Free Verse More Like This
Not unless I arrange the blankets
Somehow I manage to mimic
The shape of her body
But I can't recreate
Or the way her chest
Moved softly against my back
With every measured
Most nights, I wake up
And she's not here
Maybe she got up
To get a drink of water
And I don't even know
How long she's been gone
But somehow I know
That she's never
Going to come back to bed
And if I would just reach over
And touch her side of the bed
I would know it was cold
But I'm afraid
I don't want to know she's gone
I don't want to know I can't have her back
And I'll fall asleep again
But most mornings,
I'll wake up thinking
She's still here
And I'll lie there
For just a moment
Wondering where she's gone
And then I begin to wonder
How long I've been alone
Inside OutIt is like my skin cannot contain meInside Out in Free Verse More Like This
Like every fear and every secret
Churns and hammers and rages
Just beneath my shoulder blades
And the worn-out hollow
At the base of my throat
And I am stretched so thin
That only a fragile membrane
Stands between my heart
And how its every beat would be written
Into the translucent skin of my wrists
If it weren't so firmly caged behind my ribs,
If I hadn't already made that mistake
Of wearing my heart on my shirtsleeves once before.
I think sometimes
That I might be tearing already
Unraveling at those very seams
That I'm trying my hardest to hold together
So that when you ask me
If there's something wrong,
I'm beginning to indulge
In a short pause where
I don't meet your eyes.
I look down instead,
And for a brief moment,
I let that small, private pain
Pass across my face and
Press against my lips
I'll push it back, though
Because I need to prove to myself
That my skin is not so fragile as it seems
That I'm not as vulnerable as I feel
That I am capa
NightmaresOhNightmares in Free Verse More Like This
There you are.
I didn't see you through all this smoke at first
Is it smoke or just dust?
I can't really tell.
It's so dry here.
I didn't notice that until now
And sharp, piercing cracks
Your back's pressed against a wall
The building it belongs to is gutted and empty
There are pockmarks in that wall
They spiral crazily just above your head
Is that a rifle?
You check the magazine,
Ram it home again
Guess it must be
I never really thought those hands would ever hold a gun
It's kind of jarring to see.
Look around the wall at the same time
There are more people with guns
They want to hurt you
Don't know how I know that
Don't really care
You always tried to protect me
You just went too far this time
Now how do I save you?
This can't be real
I can't be here with you
But I have to protect you
Stop the bullets
Don't hurt her
Don't hurt her
Don't hurt her
I have to save you
Lackland"Drop it,"Lackland in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"You drop it,"
"I'm the one with the gun, missy,"
"Yeah, and your jugular's right under my knife," I press a little harder, showing him how much I mean it.
"Do I look infected to you?"
"Never was much for killing kids," He mutters, lowering the shotgun he'd had trained on my chest. He drops it carefully and nudges it towards me with one foot.
"I'm not a kid," I tell himnot whining, just telling. I don't pick up the shotgun, just kick it a little farther away from him. Not as if I've ever known how to handle a gun, anyway. I'm more likely to shoot my foot off before I hit anything.
After a few second's consideration, I take my knife from his throat. I don't think I could kill him, anyway, and he seems much more friendly without his gun. "My name's S"
"Nono names," he cuts across my introduction. "Doesn't matter who you are, does it?"
"Where're you from?" Again, he overrides me, but he does it in an amiable
Curled Up in the Scent of YouI'm all curled up in the scent of youCurled Up in the Scent of You in Free Verse More Like This
And the way it hangs in the air
Long after you've gone
It's your sweetness and warmth
And the smile in your eyes
The set of your mouth
And the fall of your hair
It holds me when you're far away
Gathers me up and keeps me still
It's your whisper
And the crook of your neck
The curve of your arm
And your measured breath
I'm all curled up in the scent of you
And the promise that hangs in the air
Long after you've gone
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Mintbreeze's Pride --- Chapter 5
"I think my father is still in love with you." Mintbreeze blurted out. She felt horrible saying it, and a bad taste lingered in her mouth. Snowmint was beautiful and unique looking, of course any tom could fall for her. But why her father! Why did he have to be the first.
Snowmint nodded slowly, "Stagstar will never meet my expectations."
"Expectations?" Mintbreeze suddenly felt like she was talking to Sweetsilk.
"For him to be mine, he would have to be a Thunderclan cat."
Mintbreeze smiled at this. "You should have stayed deputy. Its obvious your loyalty truly lies with your clan." Mintbreeze now felt bad that she accused the cat of breaking up her family.
"My love lies with my mate, Sundeep, and my daughter Fawnsteps. Oh! And her future kittens. They will be related to you as well."
Mintbreeze realized that her aunt, Blisscloud's son would be the father to the new kits. Mintbreeze poked her head out of the warriors den to gaze at her cousin. Th
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Mintbreeze's Pride --- Chapter 3
"This is going to be fantastic!" Inkspot yelled as they walked through the moor.
Mintbreeze smiled at her twin. He had no apprentice and spent his days on patrol hoping no Riverclan cats took their rabbits.
"Its been a while since I've felt pine and leaves under my paws!"
Inkspot was only a tny bit taller than Mintbreeze. He was leaner and more thin in the face, like his father. The dot around his eye didn't extend as far as Mintbreeze's but he had others on his body, like their mother. Mintbreeze wondered why Sweetsilk couldn't find him attractive. 'Maybe she thinks I'm ugly and she's trying to say it nicely,' she thought. She perked up as she realized that Sweetsilk had never had one-on-one time with Silverfrost.
"So Silverfrost is training Hazypaw?" Inkspot asked, almost reading her mind.
Mintbreeze nodded, "Yes, he said he had to stay behind."
As they crossed into fourtrees, Mintbreeze realized that by training Hazypaw, Silverfrost would be a
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Mintbreeze's Pride --- Chapter 1
"Geez, Hazypaw! Why can't you ever get anything right?!" Mintbreeze snapped.
The bulky young tom looked awkwardly down as his mentor stood over him.
"I refuse to believe you are a pure-blood Windclan cat. Your mother's been with a Thunderclan tom, I can smell it in your blood."
Mintbreeze turned to her bestfriend, Sweetsilk, who was training Hazypaw's sister, Rosepaw.
"Mintbreeze, that is so rude! I can't believe you would insult your cute little apprentice like that! He's trying so hard!"
Mintbreeze snorted, "He's a few moons away from becoming a warrior, and he can't even catch a rabbit! A RABBIT! Its one of the few prey that lives on the moor. Its what we survive on, Sweetsilk. If he can't catch that, then he's only good for stealing the air I breath."
Hazypaw continued to look awkwardly down, his large shoulders shifting back and forth.
Sweetsilk shrugged, "Well then! You really shouldn't be training kits if you can't be kind. H
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Stormcry's Prophecy --- Chapter 5
The smell of blood was so intense, Stormpaw wished that she had a tail to cover her small pink nose. Waspfur ran up ahead, her beautiful pelt rippling in the breeze of the moor. The second wave of cats was about to jump into the battle. Stormpaw braced herself, for she had never been in an actual battle. She could feel Bluemoon at her side, urging her to survive.
Waspfur's war scream traveled to the camp. When Stormpaw reached the entrance, a slain cat stared at her cocked eyed, its guts pelted across the dust. She turned her head just in time to see Solemnheart scratching out one cat's eye while a white she-cat jumped on his back and aimed her claws at his shoulders.
Stormpaw flung herself awkwardly on the white cat, pulling apart her ears. The she-cat lunged at Stormpaw, but missed her by an inchworm-length. Stormpaw kicked hard and blood spurted from the white cat's neck. Jumping backwards, the cat fled the camp.
Solemnheart and a brown tom w
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Waspstar was busy talking to the senior warriors so Snowpaw took it upon himself to go out hunting. As he left the camp, he felt a sudden dread come over him.
Someone was following him.
It wasn't Slasher, it was actually the other apprentices. They planned to see who could make Snowpaw's pelt turn bright red. Sunpaw didn't know about this but Fogpaw, Yewpaw, and Badgerpaw wanted to see who could beat the rat out of this tom.
Before Snowpaw could think about pouncing on a nearby squirrel, Yewpaw was on top of him. Her razor-sharp fangs ripped at his pink eyes. He threw her off, her landing with a thud against a tree. Badgerpaw, the largest of the three, ran towards the skinny albino. His swiftness allowed him to slip passed the black and white cat.
Fogpaw was already at Snowpaw's throat. He let his claw rest against his neck.
"You're just not fit to be a warrior. Too bad Sunpaw wanted me to spare you. If you say anything to--"
Snowpaw jumped up suddenly, the cl
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Mintbreeze's Pride --- Chapter 2
"Snowmint? Who in Starclan is..."
Mintbreeze paused as she remembered the strickingly beautiful albino she-cat. Snowmint was the former deputy of Thunderclan and only a few seasons younger than her father.
"That's impossible! She--"
"Listen, Minty. When Rashstar was the leader of Windclan, Snowmint was a captured spy. And Stagstar fell in love with her while he was here and he helped her escape and she took Whiteburn and Blisscloud to Thunderclan."
Mintbreeze stared at her friend and then started to walk away, "Can you finish taking Hazypaw hunting? I need to confront my father."
Sweetsilk nodded, a little fast, and then went off. Mintbreeze stared at her and then began to build anger.
"How could he do this to us!" She yelled out.
"Who do what to who to you?"
Mintbreeze turned quickly to see Silverfrost watching her with a laughing on his face.
"Why are you talking to yourself?"
Mintbreeze blushed under he pelt. "Why are you eavesdropping?!"
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Mintbreeze's Pride --- Chapter 4
"Inkspot! INKSPOT!" Mintbreeze yelled at her brother, who was now facing the fox.
Mintbreeze leered at the fox, "No, I'm going to help you!"
Inkspot looked at his sister and grinned, which was the perfect time for for the fox to leap.
"Inkspot!" She yelled, but it was too late, the orange canine had its jaws wrapped around the side of the cat's face.
He shook his head violently to throw the animal off while screaming in agony.
Mintbreeze launched herself at the duel. She clawed her way up the fox's back and stuck her thorn claws in his neck. He released her brother, who staggered away, and tried to throw Mintbreeze off. Her strong muscles kept her on top of him as she bit and scratched.
Within moments the fox ran off. Mintbreeze landed on the ground and ran to her twin.
"Are you alright?" She asked as his paws covered the black side of his face. Blood dripped onto the grass below.
"Mintbreeze, my eye." He whispered, "He bit
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Stormcry's Prophecy --- Chapter 4
Opalstar passed away a few days later. The clan fell silent for a leader most of them had for their whole lives. It was a grest surprise when Solemnheart was asked to take over as deputy. He was given an apprentice the moonrise before named Thymepaw.
Sunsteps walked over to Stormpaw before her journey to the moonstone.
"You are an amazing cat, Stormpaw. Don't let anyone make you think differently. Nothing that has happened is your fault." The ginger queen dipped her elegant head and touched Stormpaw's nose.
Her and Gustyfoot then turned and left the camp.
Gustyfoot ran into camp.
"Something's wrong." Stormpaw said as she awoke from her nightmare. A storm had clouded her dream and drowned her thoughts.
His sides were covered in blood and he was heaving.
Stormpaw jumped up and ran out of her nest. It was almost dawn, the moon still vibrant in the purple sky. It seemed so surreal...
Gurgling came from his lungs, as red l
Stormcry's Prophecy-Chapter 2Stormcry's Prophecy-Chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Stormcry's Phophecy - Chapter 2
Songweaver stepped out of her den. She blinked five times to take in the intensity of the sun. It was lovely out, and she purred when her mate rubbed against her side. She took in his smell, and felt the kits inside her stir. She looked at her belly longingly, and then looked back up.
Stormpaw was staring at her.
She let out a long and loud hissed that seemed to peirce the apprentice like a dagger. The small tail-less she-cat walked away with her head down.
Stormpaw wanted to be a mother one day. She wanted a mate that would love her. She could finally have a family...
She looked over at Solemnpaw. He would be her perfect mate. But suddenly more dread came as she noticed he was sharing tongues with Wasp-paw. They looked perfect together. A rock pulled her heart down.
Bluemoon padded over to Stormpaw. He looked grumpy as usually, like a thorn was pocking into his side.
"That's life," he said as he saw her staring at her best friend and
Waspstar's Destiny-Chapter 1Waspstar's Destiny-Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Waspstar's Destiny --- Chapter 1
Webcatcher stared wide eyed at his half-sister.
"YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME!"
She shrugged innocently. "It's not that big of a deal. I think Starclan doesn't care and might actually be okay with it..."
The tom blinked several times. His mate sitting beside his laid her tail on his shoulder.
"Webcatcher, Twineheart doesn't mean bad." The calico queen looked at her littermate. Twineheart was much smaller than Speckpetal, and more immature.
"Starclan told you it was OKAY?!" The tom was getting frustrated. He was a soon to be father...and now uncle.
"I love Lightwing. He might be my mentor--"
"HE'S THE MEDICINE CAT! YOU'RE A MEDICINE CAT APPRENTICE! You both a breaking the nobel code! You're going to be punished!"
"Ugh, you never listen." Twineheart said. "Ever since Solemnstar got sick, you've been a nervous wreck. If he dies, I'm POSITIVE, you'll be the new deputy. Stop acting like a mouse with its tail cut off."
Empathi do not hold emotions of my own--Empath in Free Verse More Like This
i live in the hearts of others,
in the spaces between their fingers
and at the soles of their shoes
fitting into the cracks between the sidewalk
for someone else to step on
i'm scattered all over,
spread like the dust from stars
swept into the crevices of your ribs
nestling my home against your bones
i begin to feel what you feel,
the exhaustion of another night gone stale
and the way your broken heart beats out the blues
but forgets the rhythm
there is nothing in here that beats for me--
i see your pain, and i cry.
vermillion novemberand she told me that seabirds wither in the winter;vermillion november in Free Verse More Like This
maybe that's why i find myself
self-decaying at night,
windows wide open in this vermillion november
because i always end up
(i don't think the seabirds are the only ones, i replied, but she was too busy soaking up my sadness to care.)
Star-Crossedi.Star-Crossed in Free Verse More Like This
You were my paperweight love.
Rainy days break my heart, she cried.
So sing me the story
of the star-crossed lovers.
You sucked a bruise into my skin
and I hoped that I could carry you around
forever, but it only lasted a week
until you were gone.
don't always have to be requited, he said.
Here is the story of how the sun
fell in love with the moon.
Your fingers pressed music notes
into my ribcage and you
mouthed an apology against my thighs
until I shook with it.
The sun loved the moon so much,
that he burnt out every night
just to see the moon shine for a few hours.
I begged you to stay,
but the thing about love is that
it always hurts in the end.
The moon eventually
fell in love with a star
and the sun died
from a broken heart.
You were my paperweight love, but
my pages burnt away
along with you.
Star-crossed; A love that is doomed from the start.
unrequitedyou make my wordsunrequited in Free Verse More Like This
gather at the hollows
of my throat
until i choke on them.
my fingers ache to
but my eyes ache to
you're nothing but heart break
wrapped in a bow
of something beautiful,
like the dust of grace from
i drink a little faster and
cry a little harder
because the way whiskey and tears
mingle on my lips
tastes suspiciously of love.
.my lungs used to have. in Free Verse More Like This
a surplus of air
when you came around
as if i could never
get the chance
now my throat is
lungs closed tightly
whenever i hear your name
as if i've lost
sensitivityyou spit the words out of your mouthsensitivity in Free Verse More Like This
as if they're repulsive.
as if all i am is a disappointment
because i'm nothing like you.
you're too soft, you say
and i can almost see your vision going red
from the anger in your body.
no, you've got it wrong.
i'm just soft enough.
through the telephonei rememberthrough the telephone in Free Verse More Like This
the way you sound as you
a slightly crackly
i listened to your breathing even
to vulnerable and soft
from alert and awake.
it sounded like the rustling of
you sounded like
everything that i wanted.
you used to cherish me, you know
i remember when i was
the one thing that made you smile.
and while i'm glad
you have someone else now, too
to keep you happy when i can't
because i'm all the way
across the world
it breaks my heart that
you don't think about me
the way you used to.
i was just
something to keep you
for the time being.
i think that part
hurts the most.
Ace of Heartswe shouldAce of Hearts in Free Verse More Like This
a game of
of our lonely
that you will
the one who
[T'is only a game, t'is only a game, t'is only--]
Flame of The Forest - 1Darkpaw! Hey Darkpaw, wake up.Flame of The Forest - 1 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Darkpaw moaned, tucking further into her nest while keeping her eyes, sore from tiredness, firmly shut. What were they doing waking her already? She had only just got to sleep.
Darkpaw, come on!
Something cold and icy trickled down her neck, and in the same instant she became aware of someone standing over her. She shivered and sat up quickly, shaking her head to rid it of the water droplets, while blearily looking around her. Harsh, dawn light was streaming through the brambles into the apprentices den, and as she shielded her eyes from its glare with her paw she saw the dark shapes of the other apprentices crowded around her. All of them had a sneer on their faces, with the exception of the cat who had spoken, Honeypaw, who was looking at her uncertainly.
As she sat up Swiftpaw withdrew, a wad of water-logged moss clamped in her jaws, and a smirk on her muzzle. It took Darkpaw a moment to realise what was going o
Flame of The Forest - 2Darkpaw froze in her tracks, her eyes fixed on the tabbys face. Her heart was beating so heavily in her chest that she thought it would burst, and she could feel the adrenaline pulsing hard through her veins, preparing her to run if she had to. But, eyeing his muscles, she realised he would be able to out-run her by far, and anyway it was too late. He had already seen her.Flame of The Forest - 2 in Fan Fiction More Like This
He rose himself up slowly, drawing his head back and lifting his chin a little as he did so. He had a small fish in his jaws, which he quickly spat out as he took a pace towards her. Simultaneously Darkpaw took a trembling step backwards, her eyes still somehow glued to the tabbys. Seeing that she was backing away he halted, and uncertainly Darkpaw copied. However she was convinced this was only a ploy to get her to stop, because moments later he took another pace forward. Then another. And another.
Losing her nerve Darkpaw scrambled backwards, only to find her rump press against the rough bark of a tree.
Flame of The Forest - 4Darkpaw saw two bright amber eyes gazing at her through the leaves of the bush. She stood up slowly, fighting to keep calm. The golden orbs watched her every move.Flame of The Forest - 4 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Darkpaw didnt know what to do. She tried to think, tried to gather her whirling thoughts, remember everything that she had been taught so far, but somehow the eyes hypnotised her in a way that she could do nothing but stand and stare, her limbs frozen with terror. She knew he would be angry. Last time he had been, but what about now? He had told her to stay away and she had come back. She doubted he would let her off so easily this time.
The eyes blinked. Simultaneously Darkpaw gave a twitch of fear. She couldnt bear the suspense of this.
Come out where I can see you, she said, barely managing a whisper.
For a moment she thought he wouldnt respond. Then the eyes blinked and disappeared.
I might have said the same for you. The voice was muffled as the owner crawled out from underneath
Flame of The Forest - PrologueWhats she staring at?Flame of The Forest - Prologue in Fan Fiction More Like This
Nothing, again. Staring off into space.
Shes such a weirdo.
You know, Ive never even seen her smile.
Hey! Brackenfurl, my mentor, said as he came to stand beside me. Back to training.
The other apprentices quickly separated into pairs and began to practice their fighting moves, with claws sheathed, hissing and rolling over in the dust as they acted like they were fighting in battle.
Brackenfurl nodded his eyes fixed firmly on the scene. Good good. Dodge around him Honeypaw much better! Are you watching this Dark-? He glanced down at me, but broke off when he saw the tears in my eyes. Whats the matter?
Nothing. I swallowed hard, trying to stop my voice from trembling. B-Brackenfurl, would you mind if I went out hunting on my own for a while?
Why? He turned to face me fully now, and after a bit of pe
Flame of The Forest - 5Here, Honeypaw said, nudging a mouse over to Darkpaw with a smile. You look like you could do with it.Flame of The Forest - 5 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Thanks, Darkpaw mewed, flopping down beside her and taking a bite out of the prey.
They were sitting in a corner of the camp near to the apprentices den, and Darkpaw had just arrived back from the dawn patrol with Thorntail and a few others. Swiftpaw, Weaselpaw and Crimsonpaw were sitting nearby, and Darkpaw heard one of them mention her name followed by snorts of laughter, but she ignored them. She was too tired to react anyway. Thorntail had woken her before dawn to announce she was to be going on the dawn patrol, and she wouldnt have minded generally, except this time Swiftpaw and Snakepaw had been going too. They had tripped her up so that she landed in a puddle of icy water, and after having taken a while to get up due to the numbness that spread through her limbs from the cold, was then subject to Thorntails favourite saying:
Flame of The Forest - 10"Dodge! Now kick, Darkpaw!"Flame of The Forest - 10 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Darkpaw, swerving to the side, just managed to avoid Honeypaw's blow and struck out with her back leg at the other apprentice's muzzle. But her leg punched air as Honeypaw rolled deftly to the side, and struck a well-aimed blow to Darkpaw's shoulder.
Springing to her paws, Darkpaw began to circle the other she-cat, while Honeypaw watched with a calm and calculating gaze. Behind them their fellow apprentices were clustered, whispering to each other and occasionally giving little gasps of surprise. Brackenfurl and Thorntail stood closer by, overseeing the training and calling out advice every now and then, which Darkpaw was doing her best to follow. Her heart was hammering in her chest; she could feel the pressure like a physical force pressing on the inside of her ears.
Sensing she had wavered too long, Darkpaw leapt forward, her paws outstretched. But Honeypaw saw her coming way to soon and sprang to the side, while Darkpaw landed clumsily on the patch where
the past kills.Back in the daythe past kills. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
when immature jokes were cool
and high socks fitted right in,
I would've been a perfect match for you.
Back in the day when I was ice on the inside,
always feisty and protective over my little heart,
and when I was never without a smile plastered on my face,
I was more alive than you could ever imagine.
Back in the day when it was okay to have dreams
that could reach the sky at night
and reach a shooting star,
when I was a happy little girl whose always been a dreamer,
I forgot how lucky I was to have you.
Back in the day when I didn't really get the meaning of the word ''despair''
because I was too bright,
Oh, would I ever kill to go back in time.
Fragile.I'm just a fragile little flower,Fragile. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Waiting to be broken.
I'm really not as strong as I seem.
the way we destroy ourselves.I'm sorry for every bad word that I ever said to you,the way we destroy ourselves. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I didn't know I was the one to leave a hole in your heart
because your too afraid of being broken.
I'm sorry for letting go of your hand as I lost consciousness,
I should just stop breathing.
just for existing
because right now
that feels like the worst thing
that i'm doing to you.
scream your heart out.Scream the first word.scream your heart out. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I dare you.
(You have no idea how strong I really am,
I'm built like steel
because I've always never been afraid.)
You may own my emotions in a jar,
but I'll stand strong
to be the person that you'll fear in your dreams.
(I always raised my lungs at you
because you were a devil in training,
but you've never made death look so beautiful.)
Your EscapeTake a minute,Your Escape in Free Verse More Like This
Shut the world out,
Pop in the headphones,
The beat vibrates throughout.
Let the rythym take you away,
Like a barbaric shout,
The music knowns how you feel, keen,
Like a mammal's snout.
Set it off on shuffle,
World just stopped its hussle.
Lyric through lyric you listen
For that very message that makes your mind glisten
With the image of your life,
A moment you just had,
Filled with unbearable strife,
It made you mad, or possibly sad,
However, you forget.
It's just another moment,
It's left to rest.
You're somewhere else,
Where a beautiful sound acompanies every letter,
Where the title of your story never begins with a header,
It's just you,
The music helped you pull through.
The invention of musical instruments
Are capable of bringing happiness in small incriments,
Other emotions can be iminent,
But thats just the jist of it.
You bring it back,
Return to the place where you felt under attack,
Those negative emotions come back in a stack,
passion locked in a boxHere I am trapped in this prisonpassion locked in a box in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A box made just for me
In where being me is always the wrong thing to be
You claim that you care; yet you're the one who put me there
And in my room I stare
As you break my spirit with each crushing blow
Why you force your ideals, I do not know
My spirit needs some space to breathe
You cut my legs from underneath
You take my sword and leave my sheath
I need some space where I can grow
Take my dreams; dream high and low
I'm sick of my passions being cut
Sick of living in this rut
Because I have passions too
I'm sorry I can't do what you want me to do
But on this I must follow my heart
Follow my dreams, my path I'll chart
For the last time I raise my fist
I'll take this anger and add it to the list
Of the things that it cost
To free my passion from this box
Dear Future soulmateDon't let me take another step without youDear Future soulmate in Free Verse More Like This
Hold out your hand and guide me through the maze
I look into your eyes with mine
Covered by a film of apathy
Your radiance burns through the milky-white layer on my eyes
and now finally face to face
I'm captured by your smile
Hold me and tell me not to be scared
Because I'm quite terrified
But be-stilled by the quiet peace written all over your eyes
Gaze fixated as I visualize eternity hidden in your pupils
Your soul grabs a hold of me through those black circles
At a loss of words but dying to tell you everything
But then again, you already know
Because i can see it
MasksWho will I be today, a closet full of masksMasks in Open More Like This
Who will I be today, this I have to ask
Because this mask I wear attached to my hair is nothing more than a glare of despair
and as much as I wish this mask I could tear, one thing stops me straight in the air
a greater scare I cannot bare of the mask coming off and seeing nothing there
nothing more than a shadow and eyes
nothing now without my disguise
nothing to show with my lack of a face
only a mask to hide my disgrace
this mask that is mine, I resent all the time
but I have no excuse, for it gets much use
I chose fake over real to meet the appeal
For a chance to be accepted, my identity was sold
Traded for a mask to perfectly fit the mold
But this mask I am sick of so my chance I will take
By the power of my heart this plastic I will break
With a shattering blow the earth now shakes
With the plastic now broken I'm eager to look
I look at the face and my body just shook
The mirror dropped and now shattered glass
Reveals a face that looks
The Strength of FriendshipWaves break apart; tides change, but not youThe Strength of Friendship in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of everything we've been through you've always stayed true
True to our bond and our friendship that will never fail
Even as you go to new schools and set sail
People who try to break our bond shall have no avail
Because they do not see what we already know
That we make the each other's spirit glow
Our friendship is like the strand of Hercules' life
Nothing can tear it, no amount of strife
When God thought of you, He put His artist to work
He created a masterpiece; a beauty that he could not shirk
We've created an amazing friendship, an unbreakable link
Your heart and soul has always been a life boat, should mine sink
Your happiness is my goal, my mission, my all
Please do forgive me if I ever fall
I give to you a collection of rhymes and words
May they soothe you in hard times like the chimes of birds
But into these words I pour my soul and my heart
May it pierce your heart like a straight shooting dart
I will be with you when we stand and w
Silence between the symphonyAs the times keep changing, so does the world around usSilence between the symphony in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Not to worry, for our love will stay the same
The world grows darker and society less and less just
Not to worry, for our love will stay the same
Although fights and quarrels are in our past
I do know that our love will last
Silence between the symphonies is what they seem to me
And the most beautiful piece of music we will always be
Maybe the things we should have said, we weren't really meant to say
As I look back and gaze on the past I wouldn't have it any other way
Even though we miss the past, the future will have us
I know beyond the shadow of a doubt you're a friend I'll always trust
Staring straight into the eyes of the world
Together we remain strong to conquer all
Even as we get thrown and hurled
In the end with each other we'll both stand tall
The years have flown by and both you and I have changed
But as I said before our love will remain
We should not regret the symphony's silence in between
It makes our piece more be
A polar pastA polar pastA polar past in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of fire and ice
Of light and dark
Of joy and sorrow
A polar past
With smiles and tears
With hopes and fears
A love to which I always felt to be so strong
Has gone with the wind and decided to move on
The memories of your laughs and smiles
With the sound of our anger and tears are soon defiled
One of the strongest bonds I was ever to witness
Has left with the utmost quickness
Two years of hope and love
Mixed with pain and anger
A volatile mixture that I do not dare
But the memory of us will never wear
I consider the scars a gift which I will always bear
In memory of our beloved polar love
Our polar past
Through the Waters ReflectionThrough the water's reflectionThrough the Waters Reflection in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A man at first saw only his facial complexion
When only but a second later he saw someone painfully familiar
After a rigorous fight to identify the face
He knew it was only himself, the devil's ace
As most people would cringe with guilt he simply walked by
He passed right by the image without even letting out a sigh
Finally the devil appeared from behind the image for he knew he had been beaten
He knew he lost that soul to the one who is greater than he
I know this for the man's facial complexion is none other than me
In the water was hate, which was now replaced with love
One who learned to control himself when push came to shove
In the water was evil, which was purified to good
In the water was anger, now turned to patience
Ultimately, the reflection in the water looked like the devil himself
Now, bared the seal of God and his righteous wealth
We all have our reflections to confront and our demons to face
Will you let them control you or shoot them to s
It Starts With a SmileHope rekindled by the smile on your faceIt Starts With a Smile in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A feeling of purpose and security forms just as the angle of my smile matches yours
And now a hug with the arms of eternity around my back
Fleeting glimpses of the man I could be with you at my side
I exhale as our arms pull away, bringing me back to reality
A quick gaze in your eyes
Searching for a sign you feel the same way
Nothing found but my reflection in your pupils
A foolish mistake
It is not your eyes, but your smile that says it all