Coward of a ManCoward of a Man:Coward of a Man in Free Verse More Like This
You stand there whinin', cryin' crocodile tears and playin' victim.
Ye eyes demand pity, but yer lips are spewin' nothin' but lies.
Flowery speeches o' harmony and unification;
It's bollocks and snake-oil I say!
I ask ye, as someone who aspires t' be a leader:
What exactly are ye worth?
Who exactly are ya, and what in th' bloody hell makes you worth followin'?
Now I've watched ye fer a long time, and I've known ye fer even longer -
Ye always stand there beggin', askin' us fer help, askin' fer a handout;
But yer hands are clean, uncalloused, and completely free from sweat or toil.
Instead, ye make us promises; promises as empty as air and about half as useful!
In the end, here ye are again, callin' fer our unification, callin' fer togetherness.
Isn't that just yer own way of hidin' behind the labour and efforts of others?
While we stand out in th' front, ye sit behind and give us speeches,
Ye tell us that we're comin' together fer the good of us all
Child PreyChild Prey:Child Prey in Free Verse More Like This
He sat in his corner
Like a cold winter horror
The child that has turned out this way...
As a boy he was painted
By your lies he was tainted
Now in the devil's grip he'll stay...
Though you plead as you might
You've caused your own plight
I'm afraid that you die tonight...
It's a pitiful sight
When things are set right
For only in death can you see this light...
"Now then, move along sir, I've got other souls to welcome to hell..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 14th April 2012
DeceptiveDeceptive in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Tempting with beautiful wings;
-Chen Yuan Wen, 4th January 2013
Practice Poem - D and D Tongue TwisterPractice Poem - D&D Tongue Twist:Practice Poem - D and D Tongue Twister in Free Verse More Like This
So here, sit down, get down;
Everyone just f'in' hit the ground.
Cause I'm rhymin' with some rap I stole,
Everyone in the house just sit and roll;
Cause I'm burnin' fire with an Undead Monk
Yeah I play D&D when I'm f'in drunk.
Rush feats that'll make you go mad in black,
You'll scribble all over that fanny pack.
Now I'm crusin' through some Elven Wood,
Searchin' up some dude for the stolen good,
When a dragon pops out snarl and roar,
Man I roll for a 'Fist of Garandor'.
Eight dee six damage added through and through,
'Chain fist' makes me some Dragon Goo.
Got loot poppin' outta my character sheet;
Don't wanna get it stained with my milk and wheat...
So I sit in a tavern restin' up,
While the DM fills his restin' gut.
And his mom comes in the f'in room,
"Hey why didja enter mah lair of doom!"
"Do you want me to bring some pizza rolls?"
"Goddamit Mom I'm the Evil Grole!"
"But do you want some of those f'in pizza rolls?"
"Yeah I'll have some mom ju
The Pirate SolsticeThe Pirate Solstice:The Pirate Solstice in Free Verse More Like This
There is tale around the Galbin Coast,
Of a black ship that appeared on the Winter Solstice.
It arrived at a town near Bismarch,
Struck heavily by famine and crop plagues.
The ship drifted silently upon the ocean currents,
Not a creak nor groan could be heard from its frame.
It docked at the port like an ominous reaper's vessel;
A metallic boarding ramp - much like a daemon's tongue -
Slithered slowly from its deck to meet with wooden jetty.
The crew descended, wearing black cloaks and black hats,
Fedoras, I believe they were called.
These figures made little noise as they moved,
walking slowly, silently and solemnly,
Carrying huge rucksacks upon their backs.
One by one, they dispersed throughout the town,
They went from house to house, distributing food,
Gifts and other things of the like.
For the first time in a long while,
The town was filled with laughter and joy.
Children actually giggled and smiled,
While adults breathed a sighs of relief and ea
The Nature of LeadershipMy friends,The Nature of Leadership in Philosophical More Like This
I come before you as a Captain, but one who has learned from the ways of the past. I address you now to speak both of myself and of the belief that I hold for the future. We are humans, creatures of free thought and free speech. We gather in groups, connecting with those who are like-minded. We form these bonds because it is impossible for us to live alone, but even then, we think and act as freely for that is the gift of our being.
Yet even such gifts can be abused at times. Often we do not realise that the weight that our tongue may be enough to sink another in grief. Each word that we speak must be chosen carefully, for the power of the speaker compounds the weight of his speech. Some, carrying their first spark of greatness, might take this too far and abuse their strength. I was one of those individual, if you had known me in my early days. I spoke carelessly, without concern for any other and I viewed this as my given right. Indeed, I was shown to be very wrong.
Misery's GardenMisery's Garden:Misery's Garden in Free Verse More Like This
Through the cold ice we trekked, the Reaper and I.
His face an ever-shifting grin, oscillating between joy and malice...
With quick, light-footed steps, he lead me to a warm green meadow.
A small hut in the distance, a little garden beside.
Where a hunchbacked man, covered in boils and open wounds;
Bearing a crooked jaw and gnarled hands, tilled the earth.
"Egh yew ooh wha gu wan!"
I was so startled by the hunchback's sudden outburst,
That I jumped and gripped the Reaper's cloak in fright,
Yet as soon as he had seen me, the hunchback's eyes glazed over;
He appeared to forget about our presence...
I had to admit, I was very curious
And I wished to move in close so I could inspect him.
Reaching out with my hand to clasp his own;
I was assailed by horrid visions.
In one instance I was a collector of night soil,
Abuse hurled at me like stones and I the accepting target.
For to speak was to open this torn mouth of mine
And that would merely draw a mocki
BelovedBeloved:Beloved in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
With a bright radiant smile
If only for me...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 4th January 2013
Practice Poem - Man In CagePractice Poem - Man in Cage:Practice Poem - Man In Cage in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When I was young I was taught that pain begets pain,
Anger and animosity, malice and cruelty;
So deeply inflicted, so lovingly gifted.
I tasted of its rotten core and dared to call it sweet.
But what do I have to show for it?
White hot scars that burn in my dreams.
Reminders of a fragmented bi-polar self;
Self inflicted propaganda, to reinforce the "truth".
Truth so lovingly fabricated by a weakness within,
So desperately crying out for vindication;
Openly denying all that might shed light upon me,
Seeking only the company of shades in shadows...
Within four walls I sleep in exile;
Quietly pretending that I am still sane,
Never noticing how it has all turned out;
Alone I remain the same...
Never reaching, never living; I am free within the cage
-Chen Yuan Wen, 1st January 2012
Immortal ButterflyImmortal Butterfly:Immortal Butterfly in Free Verse More Like This
I remember the Immortal Butterfly
Translucent wings that drank from the sky
Glittering dust would fall with every flap
Like warm tears dripped upon my tiny back
I would always chase this butterfly
as it makes its way across the sky
When I look I feel as though I can forget
The painful needles that twist into my back
I would always dream of this butterfly
and I wonder if I could ride it and fly in the sky
When I dream about it, I don't regret
Not being able to leave this tiny bed
Sometimes I can't see the butterfly
My vision turns grey like a stormy sky
I get scared during those times, because it makes me think
Of how everything could fade, before my eyes can blink
I remember when you first brought me this butterfly
You said you plucked it right out of the sky
Did you know it was the first thing that made me smile?
I'll tell you that story, so let me rest awhile...
I love...this little butterfly
It gave me dreams...of a beautiful sky
Although it was somethi
I think you left a piece of you in me.This tangled mess you call a heart,I think you left a piece of you in me. in Free Verse More Like This
daisy veins & sin;
She's bringing me down.
& you were merely shivering
pressing winter bones
against my sun-stricken mouth,
darkness searching for a home
buried in my lungs.
You whispered breathe me
lovely in the inhale/exhale
of carbon dioxide suicide.
She speaks only of you now,
lonely & mourning beats-
Crack open this damn ribcage;
I am girl.Other boys tell meI am girl. in Free Verse More Like This
I’d look best
& they know
I am girl-
from the curve of my hips,
to this jutting collarbone,
lonely of love bites
But, your hands shape
falsities out of my limbs
with a tongue speaking of me
Why do I allow your body
to find rest against these bones
when you don’t even recognize
the taste of my moon skin
between your teeth?
The rule of nines.I know more about half-moon palmsThe rule of nines. in Free Verse More Like This
than most know about
the kind that beg dandelion child,
I know about forged castle ribs & broken homes.
Myths that are half fact & imaginary friend
turned bogieman -
Fangs that tear clear through ice-bone hearts
like they are nothing but pretty paper
to be folded over, again & again & again
by the hands of quivering youths:
Icarus, the reincarnated
sky conqueror searching for warmth.
NecromancyShe thinks there are nebulaeNecromancy in Free Verse More Like This
in the rough of my gutter bones,
some stargazing sanctuary
for lonely outcasts to lay their heads.
I am but a car crash,
& red inked corrections
on crosshatched skin.
Made up of moans,
the clutching of bedsheets;
I am contemplating
ripping my ribs apart
I never had a heart at all.
But my moon shy love;
she is determined
to try & wake the dead.
roses and brier“I’ve never planted roots-“roses and brier in Free Verse More Like This
believing her body to be
on a road trip
“Well—“ I smiled,
“let’s be like roses & brier.
We will go nowhere, together.”
Heart:a rebellionHeart: in Free Verse More Like This
in her chest.
she's got skin
unworthy to write
she tapes those
to her limbs
Shy moon,i've got love carved into honeysuckle wrists,Shy moon, in Free Verse More Like This
a murder of crows in my throat,
& a pack of wolves at my back.
i want to know truths behind these myth eyes, &
the distant galaxies under your fingertips.
but, love me. love me, Love.
show me what's beyond Grimm fairy tales
spare me your ribs;
this skyscraper heart
needs a place to go.
Please, forgive me.Like lies, you saidPlease, forgive me. in Free Verse More Like This
I make breathing the cosmos
through rose colored lungs
look easy- vertebrae stretched
toward the moon.
& I'm hanging my bones
out to dry, carving Saturn's
rings into my wrists- my
star burst ankles.
I swore then I'd keep my
black tongued poetry
& uprooted limbs far,
far away from you.
But, like lies, galaxies,
& night fevers, you
are the destination
on my star map skin.
Your Poetry Sucks.Poetic verse does not sleep contently within your bones.Your Poetry Sucks. in Free Verse More Like This
You are not made of Shakespearean sonnets.
Metaphors do not cling to your teeth like snowdrops,
and similes do not lurk like assassins behind those false psychic eyes.
Your veins bleed nothing but red.
And your whispers,
they will never leave galaxies
along the length of spines.
So, Dear Heart,
you can take your stars,
your full moon romances,
the many, desperate love letters,
the gag-worthy cliches-
and eat them.
Feral ReincarnationHe was, of course, slacking off. Even though, in the past, he had always taken care of his chores, today felt different. It felt strange performing the tasks which came so naturally before. Maybe his birthday was the reason he was slacking off He was turning eighteen tomorrow. Despite everyone else patting him on the back and telling him he could fuck some girl without getting into trouble, it felt more than that to the young man. It felt more like a milestone than he would let the others know.Feral Reincarnation in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hey! Nate!" Scrambling off the trashcan, Nate hurried to make it look like he was at least doing something. He filled his hands with boxes and pretended to be carrying when his friend, Cody, came into view. Like him, Cody was still a novice Blade. It didn't mean shit to Nate, however. Despite their being on the lowest rung of the ladder, they were still pretty competent fighters.
His grinning friend came into view, and Nate couldn't help but return it, even th
Law of plot WIP LAW OF PLOTLaw of plot WIP in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
0) Anything and Everything is possible
1) Characters will always be pushed together. Always.
2) Even if the character does not want to go somewhere, he/she/it will be forced to. Even if there is another solution somewhere else.
3) Prisoners always carry lock-picking devices on their person, yet they are never searched by the captors.
4) Explosions are good.
5) Hair does not follow the rule of gravity.
6) There is always an enemy.
7) Side quests are abundant.
8) At least one person has a dark past.
9) The hero is not dead until the body is found. And even if the body is found, there is still a chance that the hero is alive.
10) The big bad guy always has some kind of ulterior motive or hidden plans.
11) Fate doesn't like to be defied, but through a bit of work, and a bit of luck, it can be thwarted, or at least skewed, from it's original intentions
12) There is always a price to pay
13) No matter how improbable, you will run into companions/enemies
14a) If a charact
Chastity beltYou never put a chastity belt on a sex addict. Never. It always ends up poorly. Not to mention if that sex addict is a basically all powerful being whose sexual need is driven up once every thousand to million years.Chastity belt in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Drakonius should have chosen different people to sleep with. He should have known that when they became pregnant that something was not completely right. He already had a heir, Keiranos. With two other children, what was he going to do? He did take them, though. They were basically demi-gods in their own rights and he didn't know what would happen if they kept the children - hell, these were the first kids he had had ever.
Drakonius could get no work done. The damn belt was a constant reminder of what he couldn't have anymore. Alexis wouldn't take the thing off, either. Some sort of spell he had yet to figure out - something about going to her Creator. And all attempts to reach Drakonius's own Creator had failed. Sitting at the desk, his leg shook up and down co
Feral Reincarnation - p2Nate stalked the streets, pulling his new jacket close to him. He was just leaving King territory for his own home, having taken a walk after the fight with the Feral boy.. The jacket, of course, had been stolen. He had recognized a King who had a very nice leather trench coat. And Nate wanted it. He thought of it as a birthday present to himself. It was a very nice present, and he was glad he thought of it.Feral Reincarnation - p2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Turning a corner, he let out a sigh at the familiar sight of home territory. Now, he would head home and- DONG
Nate looked over his shoulder, far off into the distance. DONG. A clock tower struck. DONG. Was it really that late already? DONG. Wait that meant
"My birthday " Nate mumbled to himself. A strange urge coming over him, the boy hopped onto the hood of a car, and sat through the ringing. "Ten Eleven Twelve " He grinned. "Happy birthday, me."
And that was when everything changed.
The world shook and rumbled suddenly, rocking violently back an
Like Father Like SonHe died slowly.Like Father Like Son in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He died painfully.
He died alone.
Ludwig Eberhart's body was found mere hours after he was shot. An ambulance was called. He was pronounced dead on the scene, tossed aside like trash between the overturned garbage cans. Police were called. None came. Soon, people came to move his corpse. Faceless entities that were mere puppets, controlled by those who wore crowns. The ones who saw the deep crimson pools that reflected light like rusted copper ignored it. The ones who knew what happened falsified surprise and grief and made it into an art.
All too quietly, Ludwig was tossed into the back of the ambulance as if a broken toy that was to be taken to the secondhand store. Blank blue eyes stared upwards, as if the barrel of the gun was still hanging in front of him. The blood had stopped flowing from the wound in his chest, yet the clean metal floor was still stained and marred by the rented flesh, which already had begun its slow decomposition. As the door was cl
Black PitchIru moaned, but didn't move.Black Pitch in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It hurt. Everything hurt. Places he didn't have names for hurt. It hurt to just lie there. It hurt to breathe. He exhaled, and whimpered. They held him down, and they bit him, and they cut him, and they-
No. He didn't want to remember that. He wanted to forget. He just wanted to sink away into a black oblivion, a soft inky darkness that would smother everything. This fear, this pain, this cold, but mostly the humiliation.
They laughed. Just laughed at him as they-
Eyes widening, he inched away from the doorway. Or, attempted to. But the slightest movement sent shivers down his spine and he stopped. The door creaked open and he froze, pressing himself to the ground as if he could blend in with the blood stained tiles.
Echoing smacking, continuing through the black pitch and bouncing, reverberating forever, like the rolling waves of the ocean. Tap -ap -ap -ap. Tap -ap -ap -ap. Closer, and closer.
Iru whimpered, and braced himself for the
Nano 2010And thus the world was turned to sand, angry was the One Goddess. In retaliation for the blasphemers and neglect, the Namuh race was punished with infertility. Green grass turned to brown before withering beneath a sun with razor sharp rays in a blue sky turned hard yellow. The once fragrant flowers now spewed the stench of sulfur. And it was all our fault. Thus we, the Namuh, were punished thousands upon thousands of years ago. Left stranded in this sea of sand, we had but one choice. Return praise to the one above, appease her and praise her for her wisdom, beauty and generosity for we have our life, at least. We have our world and a home. Once the Fertility Goddess accepts our pleas and sorrow will she return life to our world.Nano 2010 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Those accused of blasphemy lose all privilege and rights as a member of the Namuh race. The Haven and Divine Guard will no longer offer protection to the offender.
The offender is to be brought in to the High Temple of the Hav
Why does Daddy hate me?He always treated her differently, always looked at her differently, always talked to her differently. Their was an air of disgust from him whenever they were in the same room; a slight upwards tilt of his nose that had the poor girl's shoulders drooping. He turned his back on her time and time again. He turned to play with the others, to hold them and hug them, to laugh with them and smile with them. She tried it once. She was all alone and he walked through the door after a long night at work. She had some blood for him, even. The door creaked open, echoing infinitely throughout the quiet house. Then her pattering feet followed quickly, with a squeal of delight, "Daddy!" But he stepped out of the way and, her eyes closed in hopeless happiness, she did not realize she had stumbled outside until she tripped off the stairs. There was a click. And then another click. Because everyone was already sleeping, the child stayed on the porch that night.Why does Daddy hate me? in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Nano 2010 - p3"Help! Help!" He cried, turning back to the group. "There's someone here! There's a survivor!" Not checking to see if they were following, Danny rushed forward to the man. He was lying prone on the ground, a bandaged, bloodied hand curled about a pole as if it were a lifeline. The ringing Danny heard - and still heard - was a bell, tied to a wire on the pole. Carefully side-stepping the unconscious man, he grabbed at the pole, pulling it from the ground. It slipped from the man's weak grasp and Danny looked at the bell on top.Nano 2010 - p3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"This thing is huge," he mumbled to himself, turning the bell about in his hands. But he did not notice the man, his opening eyes and panicked look. He only realized that he had awoken when a hand grasped his ankle. Danny grasped. Desperately, he kicked at him, screaming and yelling. The hold never loosened, though and soon he felt the wet blood from the maimed hand seeping into his pants legs.
"Let go!" He screamed, tossing the bell down to the ground. "Let go o
A collection of stories"I don't understand you," Varen said as he held his twin. Chiro's sobs had faded away, leaving only his heavy breathing and Varen's deep voice. He was curled up in his twin's lap, head resting on Varen's chest. Unlike his twin, Chiro was skinny and frail while Varen was the catch of every lady. Tall, caramel skinned, with broad shoulders and a deep, smooth voice. Even his blue hair was treasured because it was so natural. Other than the traits from his mother, Iru, he had no genetic defects like Chiro did.A collection of stories in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Why are you like this?" Varen asked. He was never one to beat around the bush, Chiro knew. "Why don't you eat? Gareth is probably stronger than you now."
After a long silence, Chiro caved and mumbled hoarsely, "It hurts..."
"What hurts?" Varen asked.
Chiro let out a half-stifled sob and desperately clung to his brother, burying his face in his shoulder. "Everything!" He cried. "It hurts to get up in the morning! It hurts to walk! It hurts to eat! It - It hurts to breathe!
Japanese sufixesName SuffixesJapanese sufixes in General Non-Fiction More Like This
-chan: Used between friends or with someonne younger than you. Generally a very friendly suffix which is normally used with girls and close female companions
-kun: Generally used for males, but can bee used for females too.
-san: Polite and formal. Used for someone at the same position as you or higher. You would use this with strangers if you didn't know them well. It basically means Mr., miss, Mrs.
dono: this confers utmost respect
-sama: Very high respect. Used when speakiing about gods or someone like an emperor or king
-sensei: Originally means "born earlier thhan me". Usually used towards your master, teacher, or someone wise in the literature and art. You would call your school teacher by this suffix.
onee-chan/san/sama: What you would call your sister.
onii-chan/san/sama: What you would call your brother.
-ko = A suffix used at the end of a girl's name, either
Japanese names 4 girls part 12Japanese names for girls part 6. comments and favs are greatly appreciated.Japanese names 4 girls part 12 in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Sumiko-clear thing child/pure child
Tomiko-treasured beauty child
Tosiko-alert child/child of many years
Umeko-plum blossome child
Yasuko-honest cild/peacful child
yoko-ocean child/positive child
Yoshie-fragrant branch/good day
Japanese e f and gE'sJapanese e f and g in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Eiyu = Heroic
Engi = Theater
Ecchi: Lecherous. Also soft-core perverted anime that tends to consist of lots of sexual humor
Fuku: Uniform. Like Kagome's school clothes
Fubuki = Snowstorm
Fuenukkusu = Phoenix
Fuji = Puffer fish
Fushigi = Mysterious, wondrous (there's an anime called "Fushigi Yuugi" which translates to "Mysterious Play")
Fyuu = Winter
Gohan: Rice. Meal
Gakkousei: (Gahk-sei) Student
Genki: Energy, healthy, happy, entergetic
Genki desu = Fine
Genso = Illusion
Ginga = Galaxy: more specifically, the Milky Way
Ginzuishou = The "Silver Imperial Crystal" in America
Go = Five
Gomen = I'm sorry
Gomen nasai = I'm really sorry
Gomen ne = I'm sorry
japanese names 4 girls part 10Japanese names for girls part 6. comments and favs are greatly appreciated.japanese names 4 girls part 10 in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Minori-(unisex name)Beautiful harbor/village of beautiful fields
Mitsuko-chilf full of blessings/Shining child
Miwa-beautiful haramony/three rings
Miyako-beautiful march child
Miyoko-Beautiful generation child/third generation child
Momoe-Hundread blessings/hundred rivers
Naomi-above all beauty
Natsuko summer child
Japanese i j kI'sJapanese i j k in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Ichi = One
Iie = No
Iinazuke = Finacee
Inu = Dog (( As in INU-YASHA
Japanese c and dC'sJapanese c and d in General Non-Fiction More Like This
-chan = A suffix used at the end of a name, usually used for someone younger than you (ChibiUsa-chan), a close friend of the same age
Chibi = Little, small (Chibi-Usa means "Small rabbit")
Cho = Super
Chojin = Superman
Chojo = Superwoman
Chotto: A little
Chuu-gakkou: Middle school
Chibi: Little, small
Chuu-gakkou: Middle school
Cosplay: Costume Play (often associated with dressing like anime characters)
Dare = Who
Densetsu = Legend
Dochirahe? = How are you?
Doko = Where
Dokoro no hata = Skull and crossbones
Dorekurai = How
Doshite = Why
Doyatte = How
Daijoubu: In question form it means, "Are you ok". Just said out as a statement means "I'm fine."
Dame: (dah-meh) Bad, no good
Domo arigato gozaimasu: Thank you very much.
Daijoubu: In question form it means, "Are you ok". Just said out as a statement means "I'm fine."
japanes m n o p rMaho = Magicjapanes m n o p r in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Manga = Comics
Manmo = Demon
Matte = Wait
Megami = Goddess
Minna = Everyone, all of you
Mizu = Water
Mori = Forest
Moshi moshi = Hello (this is how we Japanese answer the phone -- it's rarely used otherwise)
Masume = Girl (it's a little like saying "babe" in America)
Muteki = Invincible
Namida = Teardrop, crying, tears
Nani = What
Natasuyasumi = Summer vacation
Natsu = Summer
Ne = Similar to saying "eh?" in English
Neko = Cat
Nezumi = Mouse
Ni = Two
Niji = Rainbow
Nijizuishou = Rainbow crystal
Odango = Dumpling
Odango atama = Dumpling head (the Japanese equivalent of Meatball Head)
Ofuda = Anti-evil scroll (the things used to ward off evil spirits)
Ogenki desu ka? = How are you?
Ohayo = Good morning
Japanese girl names part 4Japanese name for girls part 4Japanese girl names part 4 in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Tani- Valley, sweetheart ,youth , bull that charges randomly
Tokiko- Child of Toki
Uma- nation, mother, horse
Yoshiko- child of Yoshi
Yukako- child of Yuka
Yukiko- child of Yuki
Yuriko- Child of Yuri
Yutsuko- child of Yutso
Japanese names 4 girls part 11Japanese names for girls part 6. comments and favs are greatly appreciated.Japanese names 4 girls part 11 in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Noriko-child of principle
Sakiko-blossoming child/earlier child
Shige-nickname for names beginning with shige
Japanese boy namesJapanese names for boys part 1Japanese boy names in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Akihiro-Bright scholar,Shining abroad
Akira-bright,clear dawn (male/female name)
Daichi- gret first son,greatland
Daiki-of great value
Eiji-excellent second son,splendid ruler
Hideaki-shining excellence,splendid brightness
Hiroki-Abudant joy strength
Winged Perianths I dreamWinged Perianths in Free Verse More Like This
of a field
and a waveless mirror
in its midst.
Of a visage
of my resemblance
wondering with my eyes.
Of the unending void
of this universe
seeded with holes;
of the cold petals
of countless stars,
and the gravity of souls.
of their seeds of black
and their blood
birthing fruit -
with coagulated wings
and the river
of spilt darkness
upon my sight.
of a pavillon
of purple papillons;
of their embrace
DreamscapesCinnamon swirls stretch you a smile,Dreamscapes in Free Verse More Like This
while sitting legs underneath
on a wool rug, swayed by the music
of the waves beating
on our glass box.
The first sun-ray of the morning
sprays light between
words of old full of warmth,
hatching the wordlings on our lips.
As you take a sip of your
flavoured apple tea,
I drink the bitter black one
sweetened with milk
and a little bit of honey;
just like your tales of
south of the border,
west of the sun,
and my futile attempts
to leash that bitch of a muse.
All is well until
a desolate reason makes
the ocean break us;
and before words drift apart,
you pull them out of the flood,
and rebreath them:
"In a dream within a dream,
where people's faces are pale,
tired and beautiful because of it;
ours are different and alike.
They glow on sunlight
and read a craving for home.
My high heels and your all-stars;
Moving through different streets;
Stepping on different stones,
but alight with the same fire.
Mandatory stops along the way
seem infinite and hard t
A Bumblebee Among The PoemsA pale hand's reachA Bumblebee Among The Poems in Free Verse More Like This
for long forgotten poets
dust soaked wings
on a stripped jacket.
Snown by ashen rays,
they soar towards
Even my lantern
does not uncloud
the ash they long for.
They are looking
for their flower.
Not the sun.
A Love Affair with a DemonHe breezes brazenlyA Love Affair with a Demon in Free Verse More Like This
through the pyre that
burned her door;
and in that fiery frame,
he is as beautiful,
but for the stillness
of her masterpiece;
of whispering embers that
that once kindled us;
then bearing the ashes to
our hearth, where
they devour her heat
in morsels. Each sleep,
I become his harlot
in a brimstone debonair
covered with rags of hugs,
but woven for dead men
by her arms;
so I lay not naked
in his coffin of despair,
but drape myself
with the moon.
CrossroadsDrove head on without care.Crossroads in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Why did I lost it and
Crashed the wall of despair?
My broken soul laid there.
What was left anyway.
Near death, gasping for air.
The pain came with a glare.
Closed my eyes and let the
dream to get me ensnared.
I caught a sound I swear.
whispering echo of
A voice below the stairs.
Entered with a prayer
The darkness of the void.
Shivering, walking bare
The black emptiness where
A white silhoette spoke:
Be prepared and beware!
The well hides in a lair.
To sip the happiness
You must be brave not scared.
Asked myself: do I dare?
Take the journey and find
the joy spring and bathe there...
My Painting of YouI painted you today.My Painting of You in Free Verse More Like This
Rolled up the paper,
and carried you in hand.
Gave you to a girl,
with your eyes,
and chestnuts in her hair,
Made her smile,
seeing butterflies in a field,
but she gave you back,
when she saw
they are going in the sunset.
I put you on
my dreaming wall,
to be my last glimpse,
of my world
before I remember
you're only a painting.
Flaking Photographs We see the greatnessFlaking Photographs in Free Verse More Like This
of faces belittled
in little boxes
28th of DecemberDozen times28th of December in Free Verse More Like This
the moon has emptied me
before I saw you again,
I drifted towards your well
exactly a sun after I
quenched my thirst;
where in this sea of mist
my letters anchored me to you;
sweeping me from the blue,
a whole's piece of soul,
a shipwreck cursed,
Then I see you,
As I drown in the streams
my watermill remembers.
A year and still
I am falling asleep
sipping from your well,
but waking up thirsty and ill;
As I fish for the key
to open the mist, I glimpse
your two hollow casks
fleeing, yet chill.
West of the SunWhen our worded trainWest of the Sun in Free Verse More Like This
was about to derail,
I saw 'una donna bella'
with hair as the olives
from the groves
where we trailed,
and stole kisses.
She was a more enticing read
than the one absent,
as the sweet red in her lips
was what the wine vapors
were searching for
just to make sense
Splitting from her locks,
like the grass we were picking,
were her bladed words;
in seamless strands,
and cutting south
like flocks of birds.
TapestriesLightning spears pierce the gazes;Tapestries in Free Verse More Like This
thundering roars deafen the voices;
raining drops forget the traces.
Even North is South,
and East is West.
Where is the Night's Shepherd?
Where is he guiding his shimmering flock?
How about his Venus;
where is she sliding on her golden locks?
On the crossroads of the World,
the God's Tree as a needle
penetrates the cloudy cushion.
And on these sacred crossroads
two flames were blown away
by Heaven's wind.
I take up the withered torch
and I see...
between the leaves of knowledge.
I want to climb their branches;
reach the peak, and behold
the four distant brothers.
I want to shout:
Don't you weep!
She's the whitest in your flock.
Donning her topaz crown;
drawn by the radiant ropes.
Make her common!"
bp Epilogue...A Price I wiggled my fingers absentmindedly. It was the strangest feeling since the hand was hanging on the tiniest of hinges from the rest of my arm. I picked up a screwdriver with my other perfectly fine hand, and as I laid broken and aching on the cold floor I slowly started to screw my hand back into place.bp Epilogue...A Price in General Fiction More Like This
I gave Chitty quite a shock when she saw what I really was I thought her eyes were going to pop out of her skull from the mere surprise.
But what was she suspecting?? Did she really think that after over six hundred years of being dead that I would keep my flesh and bones? Did she really think that I would allow the body I moved in to be covered in rot and falling from weakening human bones??? What a horrible place for a soul to lie so I made myself a new body.
And I like it m
Please don't pull the Trigger I believe I was seven years old when it happened. Perhaps a bit younger. It was a perfect winter day in my neighborhood. What month, what time, I do not remember. I only remember the bright sunlight being reflected off the thick snow, and my mother helping me get into my winter clothes.Please don't pull the Trigger in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
"I'll be in the shower alright?" My mother told me as she pulled my hat snugly over my ears. "You have fun out there okay?" she told me with a smile. I nodded and smiled back and then I raced outside to play in my backyard.
My backyard, a place where until that day I thought was safe. It didn't have a fence like the neighbors on either side of us. I felt protected between the fences that lined up, and the bulk of the garage. The back lane however, was unblocked, and was open for any child to run onto and look down to see
The Faded Man ReturnsHe returned to his home, pounding entryThe Faded Man Returns in Free Verse More Like This
long were the years he was gone,
now he is back, tired and longing
He returns to a crumbling doorframe,
no one home
All is gone but him
and the faithful lonesome sky.
Passed hollow rooms he slips,
dust seeps down his collar
and through his hair like a lovers desperate fingers,
a bygone lovers whisper brings nothing but soot
"I missed you"
he speaks and kisses nothing
Abyss surrounds him, loves him,
he and the dust float to the next hall
the next room a still memorial
the chair is waiting
His chair is waiting
it creaks with pleasure, at his
returning sagging form.
Dust dances in the sun shafts,
there, then not there at all
A ballet of broken glass,
and symphony of silence
are his welcoming party
"Did you miss me?"
Clouds settle, clouds die,
no sensation brings forth
so much cool forgettings as this.
The sun remembers to set
and he is alone once more, still, always.
"But there are always the stars."
Hands clap with dust
bp...The Attack Rats there were rats everywhere.bp...The Attack in General Fiction More Like This
They came out from under the doors, through the windows on the ground floor. They swarmed everywhere and they all headed towards me.
I screamed, and started to wildly kick away the rats as best as I could. Some bit and clawed at me but I kept fighting back. I saw Juliana trying to fend off the rats with a large metal pipe. I have no idea where she got it but she was using it pretty well we both tried our best at keeping the rats away, I thought I heard someone calling my name, but I was too busy trying to take care of the rats.
And then t
Writers Craft Word BlurbsIWriters Craft Word Blurbs in Free Verse More Like This
It is smooth and almost
Unyielding. It makes one think
Of toys, the new kind, grinning
Their Barbie smiles more made
To crash and zoom about in a
Like my soda, I watch
The bubbles rise from my
Drink, when I take a sip
The fizz rolls around my
Tongue and rumbles down
My throat. I smile at
The strange sensation
I can believe that it's
Not butter, once thought of as
The poor. The biggest stamp to the
World announcing your poverty.
Now, I can not imagine using
Anything else. Butter is too rich
It makes me feel sick.
Sputter and stutter is what I do
Be it through nervousness or
Excitement. I will try to speak
But the words roll out before I have time to properly say them,
Larvas are babies
People tend to forget that
Their mothers are the insects.
People like to squish them too
They wriggle around, helpless
Looking for food
Flaccid is a word I barely know
I suppose it means something
Like thin, breakable, or perhaps
Able to be used a lot.
I am FearI am Fear in Short Stories More Like This
Why do I do it? You wish to ask me? You want to know what compels me to do such things, things which you see as horrors and make me an abomination to what it means to be a human? The answer to that is quite simple my dears.
I am not human.
I am fear.
I was created to perform these acts which you call so disgusting, and, what you will probably be the most horrifying thought to you, something that you may try to deny but is never-the-less true.
bp...Finally an end? When I opened my eyes I found myself in a large white room.bp...Finally an end? in General Fiction More Like This
Aw crap Im in heaven I muttered
Now that MUST be the first time Ive heard someone say that! laughed someone I hadnt noticed before. I turned my head towards the voice, and saw a nurse smiling at me. I blinked.
.Aw CRAP! Im in a hospital!! I sighed, and once again the nurse laughed. She told me that I was taken into the hospital a few days ago. I had suffered a head concussion but no permanent damage. Other then a few extra bruises and scratches I was perfectly fine. She then left to get my family who were waiting for me to wake up. I looked around the room again, I was the only one in the room and it was very bare, except for a pile of what looked like packages on the bedsid
bp...No She let the rats drag her all the way back into the cold dark basement, she let out a few cries of protest, she even tried sweet talking them and bribing with cheese that both toymaker and rats knew she did not have. When they were finally down they tossed her to the ground. More rats came out, all circling Chitty. She stayed down on the floor for a moment, letting them get as close as they wanted.bp...No in General Fiction More Like This
Well, I tried being nice she said to the floor, the rats got closer.
But I guess Ill have to go to plan B With that the girl shot up, making some of the rats scatter, in her hand were two large bombs.
BLOW YALL TO TIMBUCKTWO!!! She screeched joyfully, then she did what she wanted to do ever since she got to this dark cold place blow it up ..she laughed manically, but she knew she couldn
The Markets of EuropeCobbles cushion generationsThe Markets of Europe in Free Verse More Like This
not only sellers and buyers steps
but travelers who shuffle on, murmuring
looking for their sun in the dead of night
But the Markets keep selling
Fluorescent shadows make Skulls chatter
they are as pleased as bees
in the dead of winter's ice.
their hallowed eyes quiver, hear
vibrations from the rhythm above
they grumble and whisper
wondering when Death will smile again
The Markets keep selling
Light bulbs exposing nothing
but what is on tables, patterned
with daisies, and Mona's smiles,
encouraging to find a bargain
Marble Eyes are blind and blank
watching every move around
as the living pulse, and stumble, gone
those made to be frozen remain
They sweat the slick of Time
hazy water often cools them
of the bitter salt of hard work,
left by their Masters, Fathers, gone
And the Markets keep on selling
The Park Bench The first thing I saw of him was his gloved hand. It was pearly grey, the kind that I only saw in movies, or the kind that my mind imagined when my father read aloud to me from a book before I closed my eyes to let dreams dance in my mind. Perhaps that was why I thought they couldn't possibly be real. That no matter what, that gloved hand could not really hurt me, it couldn't... The next thing I did not really see, but heard, his voice.The Park Bench in Short Stories More Like This
"Would you like to sit with me?" His voice was quite, it could have been gentle, but for some reason the word did not cross my mind. Instead I noticed the sounds around him. They seemed to fall mute no, not mute, dulled, muffled. As if I had just bobbed my head underwater; like they tell me in my swimming lessons, bob my head and the world is suddenly muted, you can hear the people calling to you, you can't m
D.Gray Man Seven Minutes in Heaven DaisyaD.Gray Man Seven Minutes in Heaven Daisya in Romance More Like This
“Alright robot dude, do your thing.” Lavi switched on the robot and let him go to work. It stalled a little and let out a puff of smoke. After a few seconds it rolled over to you and waited, the flashing lights and sirens didn't go of like usual. “Well, looks like it's dying, figures it wouldn't last. Still, I think he's pointing you out, so come on up.”
You nodded and walked up to Lavi. “Komui really should give up on the whole idea of robot building.” You placed your hand inside the box and started to feel around for an item. “This kind of feels familiar.” You picked up the item to find a heavily worn joke book.
“Boy did I luck out. Someone actually picked my item. Heh, didn't expect that to happen.” Daisya stood up from his seat and walked over to you. You really couldn't tell whether or not he was happy he'd gotten picked. “Let's hurry up and do this already.”
Lavi seemed to be having
Finally Accepted Tyki x ReaderFinally Accepted Tyki x Reader in Romance More Like This
“Well hello there my dear, what are you doing wandering around all alone?” You'd heard his voice a hundred times before, but the sound of it still made you flinch. “What's all this now? You still haven't gotten used to me?”
“It's not that, I just wasn't expecting you to be there is all.”You tried to smile, but the slight fear you felt just made you look nervous and suspicious.
Instead of being angry, the Earl began to chuckle. “That's not at all convincing you know. Now, why don't you come with me, there's a little something I'd like to show you.” He really didn't give you an option. The moment the words left his mouth, he'd taken your hand and begun to lead you somewhere. “Don't be so rigid. It'll be just fine.”
“Right, I'll try to do that.” Gulping hard, you followed him into the large dinning room and sat down. All the other Noah were there as well. They all looked straight at y
Roses are Red Grell X Reader OneshotRoses are Red Grell X Reader Oneshot in Romance More Like This
“No, no, no. Those are no good at all. Look, at this little bit here it's brown and bent. I want only the best for my Bassy.” Stomping his feet in frustration, Grell let out a high pitched, closed mouthed scream. He turned away from you, his long red hair whipping around him as he did so. “Honestly, I thought females were supposed to understand this kind of thing.”
It had been like this for well over an hour now, and you were getting more and more frustrated with every passing minute. “Fine then, if I'm not helping, then why don't I just go home?” You were more than annoyed with his childish behavior. Unable to stand him anymore, you threw the roses you held in your hand onto the ground and began angrily walking away from Grell.
“W-wait, no, you can't leave me!” Grell rushed after you, falling at your knees and wrapping his arms around your legs. “If you leave, I might as well just end my miserable, pathetic life now. There's n
All Wet Kanda X ReaderAll Wet Kanda X Reader in Romance More Like This
“Kanda, where are you Kanda? I know you're in here. There's no use in hiding from me you know.” You searched through the spacious mediation garden for any sign of Kanda. As you expected, he wasn’t answering your calls and you couldn't find him anywhere. You raised your voice even more and called for him again. “Kanda would you answer me already? Komui's going to be ticked off if I go back without you.” He still didn't answer, and what was worse, you feared you were now lost. You began mumbling to yourself in frustration. “This is more of a maze than a meditation garden.” After a long period of searching, you spotted him. He was sitting in front of a small pond, eyes closed. You would have thought him sleeping had you not known better. “Did you not hear me calling you?”
“I heard you. I think you were loud enough for the people in the Asian branch to hear you.” Kanda kept his eyes shut and his e
Burn. Death the Kid X Reader-OneshotBurn. Death the Kid X Reader-Oneshot in Romance More Like This
"Perhaps, this will be a little bit of fun. Everything does seem nice and clean. It's not overcrowded, and there are no children here at all.” Kid took a deep breath in, filling his nostrils with the harsh smell of chlorine. “I may be able to endure this after all.”
“I'm glad you approve, now can I please get in the pool? This is supposed to be a mini vacation for us. And it wont be very relaxing if we just stand around.” Dropping your towel onto a nearby bench, you started for the water. Before your feet could get wet, Kid pulled you out.
“Not yet we can't. Look at that mess. There's no way I can enjoy myself until we've fixed it.” He pointed to the dozens of beach chairs surrounding the pool. You immediately knew the problem. They were facing in all different directions, some blue, some red. Some sitting up and some laying down. There was no symmetry to be found. “Come on, let's hurry. This really shoul
Cloudy Thoughts. Sebastian X Reader OneshotCloudy Thoughts. Sebastian X Reader Oneshot in Romance More Like This
“You should be watching over Master Ciel, not me.” Your voice was weak and raspy from the endless coughing you'd done over the last few agonizing days. “It's only a little cold, I'll be just fine without you sitting over me like a worried mother hen.” You smiled sweetly. “Now go, I'm sure Ciel needs you for something.”
“I cannot properly serve my Master when a member of my team is ill. You are a vital piece in the mechanism that makes this home function.” Sebastian lifted up a spoonful of soup and slowly moved it towards your mouth. “Now eat so you'll get well. You're greatly needed.”
With the steaming spoonful now pressing against your lips, you opened your mouth and swallowed down the soothing liquid. “I really can feed myself you know. It's my throat that hurts. My arms, hands and fingers work just fine.”
“Stop fighting me about this. I don't enjoy reiterating myself.” He gave you a warning lo
Don't Tempt me Tyki X ReaderDon't Tempt me Tyki X Reader in Romance More Like This
It had been less than a week since you made the terrible mistake of going to the Noah's side. They weren't really mean or nasty to you, at least not most of the time anyway. The problem was, they used you, and for everything. Whether it was Road needed help with her homework or a meal that needed to be prepared, they expected you to do it. What upset you the most was the fact that after all of his kind words and reassurances that he in some way or another cared for you, Tyki didn't even attempt to stop what was going on. Because of this, you had tried and failed to leave multiple times. With no hope left, you had barricaded yourself inside of your room and refused to come out. As you lay face down on your bed, you hear a quiet knock at your door. “Go away, I'm not coming out.”
“You've been in there over a day now. Unless you've got the plague, you need to come out.” The voice belonged to Tyki, who sounded complete
A Little Closer Kanda X ReaderA Little Closer Kanda X Reader in Romance More Like This
With a sour expression, Kanda snatched up a few of your items that thankfully hadn't been soaked by the rain and headed out your door. “You know he's only doing this to tick us off, don't try to convince me otherwise.”
Though you couldn't help but agree, just a little bit, you really didn't want to shove all the blame on Komui. Besides, it wasn't going to kill Kanda to be nice. “Kanda, it's raining, Komui can't control the rain and he can't help the fact that my roof was leaking. I know this is inconvenient, but I really don't think this is his fault.”
Kanda almost growled out his answer as he swung open his bedroom door. He had no problem at all letting you know just how unhappy he was with this arrangement. “The rain, no. But there are plenty of other places where you could stay. It didn't have to be in here.”
“I guess that's true.” You nodded, taking your pillows and blankets out of his arms. “He said
Remind Me Again Kanda X ReaderRemind Me Again Kanda X Reader in Romance More Like This
“Komui, this has seriously gone on long enough. My roof could have been fixed weeks ago if you wanted it to be. The only reason you haven't sent someone up there to fix it is because you enjoy tormenting people. Do you know Kanda has completely stopped talking to me because things have gotten so awkward.” You slammed your fist into his cluttered desk, knocking over a large stack of papers as you did. “Are you even listening to me?”
Komui looked up at you with his coffee cup pressed to his lips. “”I'm sorry, were you saying something? I'm rather busy with all this paper work you just knocked over. Would you mind picking that up for me? You did drop it after all.”
“I've about had it with you and your stupidity.” With one clean motion, you shoved the remainder of items off of his desk and turned to walk away. If you weren't the director I would have wrung that skinny little neck of yours by now. Now pl
Work Fast Sebastian X Reader OneshotWork Fast Sebastian X Reader Oneshot in Romance More Like This
“This must be the place. It's so big, I hope I can learn quickly.” Nervous and a little scared, you knocked on the heavy wooden door of what was to be your new home. Taking a deep breath, you did your very best to appear confident and ready for whatever may lie ahead. The door opened slowly. A frail looking boy with bright blonde hair and piercing blue eyes stood in the now ajar doorway.
“Oh, it's you, come in.” The boy quickly ushered you inside and led you into a large kitchen. Another man, very tall, with midnight black hair was standing by the sink scrubbing the remains of last nights meal from the dishes. “She's here sir.”
“Thank you Finnian. You can leave her here with me.” Finnian, nodded and ran off to another part of the house. “Thank you for responding so quickly to my article. My name is Sebastian Michaelis. If there's anything you need from now on, you'll need to see me. ” After cleaning
Lovely AnneI once met a girl named AnneLovely Anne in Free Verse More Like This
and what a lovely girl was she.
She sat in corners and talked
and talked when no one listened.
While lovely Anne was so lovely
no one went near lovely Anne
and her never-ending talking.
Lovely Anne with black hair
and dark skin. Never listened
to the voice of society.
Lovely Anne talked of a world
so unlike our own.
No one went near her,
but everyone listened
to the thoughts of a wonderful world.
Lovely Anne lived in a world
where the clocks struck thirteen
where everyone loved
where everyone smiled
and tears were never shed.
The walls and floors
objects and papers
that she talked to day and night
held to her words
and wished for her world.
Poor Lovely Anne had no friends.
But lived in a world that was entirely her own.
Lovely Anne who never left her world
and thought reality was imaginary.
Forgive meCould you forgive me,Forgive me in Free Verse More Like This
if I told you all to tell?
Could you forgive me,
if I showed you the scars?
Could you forgive me,
if I did the unforgiveable?
Could you forgive me,
if I said what I shouldn't?
Could you forgive me,
if I spilt all my secrets?
Could you forgive me,
if I pushed you away?
Could you forgive me,
if I threw you aside?
Could you forgive me,
if I discovered what I shouldn't?
Could you forgive me,
if I hurt you?
Could you forgive me,
if I didn't forgive you?
Would you forgive me?
Forgiveness?Forgiveness?Forgiveness? in Free Verse More Like This
What makes you think you're worthy?
You think just a few kind words will fix everything?
That everything shall be forgotten because you wish?
It doesn't work like that.
But I'll smile and say everything's okay,
when really the memories never fade
and truly never forgive you for what happened.
You don't deserve my forgiveness
and to think that you not only do, but are entitled to it,
shows just what kind of person you are.
No, I will never forgive you,
so while I smile and pretend to tolerate you,
don't let your guard down for a second.
I'm just waiting, waiting for that perfect moment
when I can hurt you,
as much as you hurt me.
You're not worthy of my forgiveness.
Just me.You always say thatJust me. in Free Verse More Like This
nothings ever good enough
but you need to stop comparing me
I'm not her.
I'm not him.
and I can't be
what you want me to be.
I struggle, ad I struggle
to find that perfect place
that's just mine.
But I know that if I do
nothing will ever been
good enough for you.
I'm not her.
I'm not him.
and I can't be
what you want me to be.
I can only ever be just me.
Some nights I wander,
wondering if I'll ever be
good enough. But as I look
upon the sky
there's nothing there
asking for me to change.
So I'll just realize
that I can only ever be just me.
I'm not her.
I'm not him.
And I can't be
what you want me to be.
I can only ever be just me.
Grow UpWhen I was young,Grow Up in Free Verse More Like This
I knew a girl.
She was so warm and bright,
so I asked her that question
that all children must answer.
'What do you want to be
when you grow up?'
Her eyes lit up with joy
and she jumped with excitement.
No, an astronaut!
I'll be famous
and in movies!
will be everywhere!'
She listed so many more
until she finally just smiled
and looked at me with eyes filled
with child-like wonder.
'I could be anything I wanted.'
Years and years later,
I saw the same girl again
but her eyes no longer
lit up with wonder.
I asked her,
'What did you end up being?'
She smiled the hollow smile
that adults have when talking to the young.
'Not what I wanted to be
when I was young.'
Nothing more was said on the matter
but I could see that there was no more wonder
in the eyes that once shone so brightly.
Be a phoenixI want nothing moreBe a phoenix in Free Verse More Like This
Than to be seen
For who I am
Are always telling me
Who to be
And who I am
I'll shout to the sky,
This isn't me
Only I can be me.
I'll be gone before you know
Who you think I am
Are always telling me
Who to be
And who I am
Hush be quiet
Listen for once,
To the real me
Don't fall to others
Stand on your own
You're torn to pieces
Are always telling me
Who to be
And who I am
Be a phoenix in the ground
Don't let them get you down
You are you
And no one, no one
Can ever tell you
Who you are
Show the people
Who you are.
The Wishing TreeTraveling along a concrete roadThe Wishing Tree in Free Verse More Like This
until the pavement turned to grass
and the grass turned to dirt.
Just when the land turned barren and bland
an abandoned park stood rusty and proud.
Little Jessica walked along that dirt path
not minding the hot sun
or how her backpack got heavier with every step.
When she finally reached
that abandoned park
Little Jessica played in the slide
and swung on the swings
that creaked with every rock.
She bored soon and left
that barren park
going to the one sign of life
A sorrowful tree, with no leaves left
stood near that abandoned park.
Little Jessica, feet scuffing the dirt
went to this poor alone tree.
From her backpack, Little Jessica
pulled paper upon paper out.
With bits of string and tiny fingers
Little Jessica attached every single strip of paper
to the branches of that leafless tree
as high and far as she could reach
until the dry branches could no longer be seen.
When she was done
Little Jessica surveyed her work,
proud of the job
DarlingLove, today you shall not die,Darling in Free Verse More Like This
because you are my light
and to live without you
is to live without hope.
lying cold and dead,
I will give my life for you
as I swore on our wedding day.
May God take my prayer
and listen for my soul
instead of yours.
My sins shall pay for our crimes
through my own death.
I will die for you
For I know this is my fate.
This is a poemThis is a poem.This is a poem in Free Verse More Like This
It's full of lines,
and goes with a meter,
rhyming of words of course
and contains more than you think.
So much thought
is going into this poem
to many words
and so many emotions
that it's almost hard
for the poet
to capture it in a few words.
This poem has a deep meaning
that you will feel is just out of your grip
and it shall be misheard and misread in its time.
For now though,
this is just a poem
that is full of rhythm
and words too big to pronounce.
This is a poem,
full of words
This poem is just words on a paper
that are meant to make you think.
Can you feel the love,
or the hate, or even the fear,
in this poem?
This is a poem,
with a simple repeating line
that is just meant
to make you think.