Poetic Practice - Love Like AshPoetic Practice - Love Like Ash:Poetic Practice - Love Like Ash in Free Verse More Like This
Yes sir, he is clinging to insanity.
He remembers all the things he said, profanity.
Bare the shame on his naked old humanity.
He is the doll claiming love for his vanity-
When he woke up, desire!
He made a move like fire.
His whispers; a liar,
His heart snaps, like wire!
But what are you thinking of this man as I make him out?
Is it an image or a type that you seem to tout.
was it all his fault with no one else to blame,
Or were there cracks in the story that they both will claim-
Spit that and live that,
Hate when you love that!
You rip that and tear that,
Scream like you know that!
Stop for a moment and just listen to this silent cry,
Time has stopped now for both of us to say goodbye.
Both turning on these clocks, living lies that have stopped;
And when the love turns to ash, let the gloves be dropped...
- Chen Yuan Wen, 17th January 2013
How to Form A Metal BandHow to Form a Metal Band:How to Form A Metal Band in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Note: This is just a humour piece and is not a part of the appeal so just sit back and relax ^^
--Step One: Can you growl/be really high-pitched?--
a) Yes: Proceed to the next step
b) No: Find a new job
--Step Two: What does your growl/shriek sound like?--
a) OO-WAH-Ah-Ah-Ah: You are mentally unsound, proceed to heavy or death metal
b) SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA: You are a viking wannabe, proceed to power or heavy metal
c) IIIRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA: Demons possess your throat, proceed to death or black metal
d) *Unintelligibly high shrieking noise*: You might have been born in a dirty cradle, proceed to black or power metal
e) ULULULULULULULULULU: Wrong genre, find a new job...
--Heavy metal: What do you like to sing/growl about--
a) I don't like to sing, I just like to growl: In that case find a female singer with a good voice so you can growl away while she sings. You may need to s
The Flower of EvilThe Flower of Evil:The Flower of Evil in Free Verse More Like This
Evil is but a blooming flower,
It is born from a humble seed
And grows to corrupt a forest.
To watch its infection spread;
To be a part of its existence...
I can think of no better prospect,
Indeed one might baulk at the idea,
Of seeing millions suffer.
To watch worlds scream and writhe;
To see them suffer and die, with living eyes...
Yet there is a mysterious beauty in such devastation,
Fear that shakes me to my very core;
Is transfigured into a twisted pleasure:
As I am frightened, so too am I aroused.
I am addicted to the ephemeral sensation;
To the borderline between rapture and rupture.
To see my own blood soaking from splitting wounds;
Leaves me maddened amongst these blooming flowers
-Chen Yuan Wen, 1st May 2013
BedriddenBedridden:Bedridden in Free Verse More Like This
Here I lie, motionless,
A prisoner within my own body.
Yet there lies a subtle clarity;
A moment of understanding, achieved by infirmity.
And though my body is racked with pain,
My conscious mind delves ever deeper into the pool of the soul.
My mind is flooded with a racket of noise.
I am cast into the swirling rip-tide of forbidden knowledge,
Clinging to the flotsam of sanity as a Leviathan roars below.
It swallows me into an acidic whirlpool.
Drowning me deep beneath the bubbling surface of the past.
And there, in the murky depths where my very self begins to rot,
A grinning maw of tongues and fangs, bids me a cold "hello!".
-Chen Yuan Wen, 26th June 2013
DieDie:Die in Free Verse More Like This
Such a simple word, spewed without thought.
"I wish you'd die, I wish you'd be killed."
But what if we actually gave meaning to those words?
Can you understand the emotion, the magnitude, the weight,
Of actually seeing the life of an individual depart?
Can you look them in the eyes, as they bleed into your hands;
Observing their final moments, as the light fades from their eyes?
Or are you simply a soft-hearted coward,
Sitting fat behind a computer, wishing death upon others?
To say that one is deserving of death,
Suggests that you are ready to kill.
And if indeed you are ready to kill,
Then you too must be prepared to die.
"Now please, stop those tears my good man, we've only removed three of your toes so far (^_^)"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 9th July 2013
Practice Poem - Artistic FrustrationPractice Poem - Artistic Frustration:Practice Poem - Artistic Frustration in Free Verse More Like This
Wrong, wrong, wrong, WRONG!
Everything is wrong.
'As then sun dew drips from her eyes'-
Do I really think that'll be good enough?
Hours spent on each piece -
Punctuated only by sound of ripping paper -
To lie crumpled upon my wooden floor,
Unable to be forgotten.
As the hours pass and the day wears on,
More and more worlds are crushed by my hands.
Realities sprawled upon a single piece of paper,
To die as quickly as they are formed.
A man's whose romance is torn in two,
A vampire about to meet his prey.
A werewolf standing against an army
And a boy facing the world alone.
These are the lives that I hold in my hand;
Fictional lives, but precious still.
Yet as soon as I see their imperfections,
I destroy the evidence in a throe of shame.
These crumpled masses that now surround me,
They aren't the proof of perfection's pursuit...
They are merely my feeble, worthless attempts,
To disguise my own ineptitude.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 15th Decembe
Into The Mental AbyssInto The Mental Abyss:Into The Mental Abyss in Free Verse More Like This
To the edge of the very abyss I have travelled.
With worn feet, gone bloodied and bare;
Dragged upon stones that stretch like sharpened spines,
Leaving tattered spoils of flesh in my wake...
Even so, I am incapable of halting;
Like a zombie, I remain numb and hypnotised.
Shambling ever onward, toward the glimmer of light.
Eager to be behold the 'she' that awaits me:
A wonderous wellspring of inspiration and knowledge;
Perfect, yet fragile, in both shape and form...
It is her majesty, her radiance,
That leaves me drained...
Alone in the depths, I am humbled and awed.
Yet the admiration that I feel soon turns corrupt,
It renders my thoughts both dark and cracked...
For if any other were to find her,
They would wield her as a weapon.
They would have no need for inspiration.
Creative thought would be an utter simplicity:
Leaving a perfect world, without opportunity...
Indeed I could never share such a thing.
Jealousy leaves me ugly, but still I c
Can I Cut Yet?Can I Cut Yet?:Can I Cut Yet? in Free Verse More Like This
Hey, Hey Sadako
I really want to cut something
can I, can I please?
This girl is talking to me, she seems rather nice
The colour of her eyes makes me think of fucking lice
I want to cut her, I want to cut her so bad!
but that seems to make Sadako really sad...
Okay, I guess I won't cut her
Hey, Hey Sadako
This teacher is really boring
I want to cut him, I WANT TO CUT HIM SO BAD!
I'm in class now, Sadako stands beside me
She points out a mistake I made in my notes
I start tearing at the paper while grinding my teeth
I want to show them my frustration, OH SO BAD!
but that seems to make Sadako really sad...
Okay, I guess I'll wait till I get home
HEY, HEY SADAKO!
My whole body is trembling, my hands are in shakes
The world is spinning and I'm sweating out cold
The box-cutter is in my hands and I hold it up high
I want to cut something, I want to cut something up so bad!
HEY HEY! CAN I CUT THIS, CAN I CUT THIS LUMP OF FLES
I Comfort MyselfWith a warm drink, whispering secrets to my own reflection.I Comfort Myself in Free Verse More Like This
The struggles that plague me, though none may know,
Are only for the ears of my quiet mirror, who smiles
Softly, warmly and with care. He tells me, I'm fine
I've done well for now and soon I may finally rest.
Though the silence continues to press upon me,
Weighing upon my soul like an iron crate.
Still I find comfort in whispering secrets,
If only to my own reflection - holding a warm drink...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 17th October 2012
Tired, Exhausted, DrainedTired, Exhausted, Drained:Tired, Exhausted, Drained in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am bloody exhausted! Drained to the core of my soul.
I wake up every morning with bags; burning ever deeper into my eyes.
Sunken masses of flesh, reminding me that the dreamscape -
One in which I sought refuge; is now buried where it lies.
Yet still I force myself to trudge through this wilderness.
Forever caught in a moon drenched, delusory twilight.
An endless cycle of failure and renewed hope;
Giving rise to the very stubbornness that defines me.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 5th February 2013
Anomalous Objects Catalogue chapter 1Anomalous Objects Catalogue chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I hear Pripyat is pleasant this time of year."
Sniper stood watch, just outside the old travel agency building. Aside from somehow withstanding the rest of the block collapsing around it, the shop was impressive for having reasonably preserved brochures. Captain and Pilot would often amuse themselves by planning trips to countries that no longer existed, and Engineer would gather what they discarded for kindling. Whenever Sniper grew sufficiently bored, he'd call out with something he thought was witty.
It was a bit like that, being on watch; you'd either say something funny and die knowing your sense of humour was too good for this world, or you'd say nothing and die without validating your ego.
"Actually," Engineer spoke up from the Visit Asia section, a finger tracing over dusty advertisements as he moved along the aisle, "One of the last GOOD directorate broadcasts sent out was a list of anomalies brought on by the apocalypse, and apparently Chernobyl became the least radiated pla
AtAInterview transcriptAtAInterview transcript in Articles & Interviews More Like This
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MiracleYou said Jesus knows my soulMiracle in Free Verse More Like This
is yellow as this road;
and the boats in the channel
keep my head clear
while I watch him
drown my sister's dog again.
He calls it baptism -
a miracle of science.
He says I do not need a calendar
or a parent's love
to find Him
on the weak and narrow
and that solace
is a good, strong bread
left in the poor box
every Sunday morning.
But I like to pretend
He keeps his Dodge 57
on my lawn,
turning up the daisies.
We can drive it
all the way to Memphis
on one tank of gas...
VestibuleAutumn's vestibule -Vestibule in Free Verse More Like This
oak leaves find me in colors
no one has ever heard of
and bark peels back
its second skin,
supple with new birth.
Somewhere deep inside
pine soaks through
the forest floor -
lush needles underneath,
a damp and fragrant sponge,
where I trace the flight.
of lazy monarchs,
blown far from home
by September's beck and call.
Lost BoyTrouble laid its hands on youLost Boy in Free Verse More Like This
like a deathbed blessing
sucking the warm beer
down with the night's
dirty promise to be good.
He could smell her
from across the room -
how her dress bloomed
like a stale cabbage rose
and the sickening pink
of the sponge curlers
charring the roots of her hair.
The tepid blue
of her eyes annoyed him
and the clacking of her nails
so red from the sweat
of his uncle's back
left his mouth aching
and unable to swallow.
She reminded him of an egg,
he thought -
swollen and bloated
with the smell
of too much living,
leaving the razor
in his shoe
for a new start...
Spring CleaningThe sickening slam-dunkSpring Cleaning in Free Verse More Like This
his heart made
when it hit the floor
like a soft boiled egg -
so she scooped it up
and fed it lovingly to the bird,
wondering why the litter pan
had not been emptied
and the kitchen smelled of sweat.
Her husband took up
too much room
along with the credenza
stuffed in the closet.
She couldn't get the vacuum
round them both.
and his shadow was eating up
too much daylight.
DinnerThe first time death came courtingDinner in Free Verse More Like This
he sought my kidneys,
sweet meat for such a famished guest -
enough to whet his appetitie
and lure him back for more.
The second time
he craved my heart,
warm as a steamed pudding,
plump and plated like a lobster -
such succulent sustenance
fit for a king
Then he envied my eyes
two orbs like oysters
brimmed with salt
or ripe olives
that he could pluck
and roll between his brittle lips.
But it was my skin
he coveted most -
that supple, quivering layer
flayed tender by his hands
breeding life so rare and warm
that he would never get to taste.
Childe PoetHe ran with scissors,Childe Poet in Free Verse More Like This
chalked the room
bright blue for spite -
all to make a name.
With haste he stepped
on sidewalk cracks
and slept with lions,
snug and tight
as winter evenings
lost in dream-wood.
He pulled rabbits out of hats
and talked the thin air
into changing colors -
the snake tail of evening
churning on the lake.
And dragons bowed down low
and claimed his heart
a luscious toy
and made promises
to the reed backed wind
that he would live forever.
This Disturbing MagicIf you listen very closelyThis Disturbing Magic in Free Verse More Like This
you will hear
summer longing to be remembered -
the soft chortle of bees
married to low tide
and the bright white
lowering their flags
against the early sunset,
as if to remind us
only our memories are warm.
You can hear the curtains breathe,
impatient flood through weave
in pale tawny
and the garden's edge
pucker up its trove
of green embers,
making way for the dog's
and wool mitten bit fingers
stringing the hedgerows
with this disturbing magic.
BestShe gave him her best parts -Best in Free Verse More Like This
that clear, warm corner
of her mind
that she swept untroubled
and left open;
that tender shoot of heart,
and beating fresh life;
those gentle hands,
so good at making new
and telling fortunes;
those tireless feet
that talked to rain
and chased the bleak
of old Decembers
and that passion;
rare and rawboned
like some savage landscape
he never saw coming.
Paradise LostI watched the taste of Shangri-LaParadise Lost in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
bring strong men to their knees
and felt the wasting warm grow thick
like sylphs among the trees.
A languid poison, rich and sweet
filled each and every glass
it kissed their lips with want and left
its bruise upon the grass.
It moved like lovers, so wanton soft
in heavy, tangled sighs
and held them willing prisoners
betrayed with whispered lies.
Desire, like a living thing
crept forth to steal their breath;
it stilled the blood within their veins
in shadowed blooms of death.
They slipped into a coil of dreams,
pale visions brushing skin
that plucked the hearts from in their chests
and broke them from within.
And now, deep lost in lethargy,
they wait with stricken sighs,
to know their world has now become
the ruin of paradise...
5 seconds5 seconds to know you love me5 seconds in Free Verse More Like This
5 seconds to wish you well
5 seconds to hold you dearly
5 seconds to never tell
Every day with you is a moment
A week with you a day
A year with you is like a weekend
That's slow to fade to grey
I know my heart is breaking
Cause every second's fading
And soon, all the time in the world
Is 5 seconds
And seems so unfair
5 seconds left to see you
5 seconds left to need you
5 seconds left to show you
How much I really care
Tick tick tick
5 seconds left for you
I Knew a GirlI knew a girlI Knew a Girl in Free Verse More Like This
With a heart torn to shreads
Who did all she wanted
But still felt regret
Who thought she was living
But ended up dead
How Wrong I WasI'll never be ableHow Wrong I Was in Free Verse More Like This
To tell you
How much you meant to me
When we still walked side-by-side
And our hands fit perfectly
I'd never tell you I loved you
The reason having been
I thought I'd lose the right
If I said it again
I thought if the endearment
Meant more, to you then to me
I would lose every chance I had
To keep you with me
The OneI want to be the oneThe One in Free Verse More Like This
The one who sees your worst
At your best
All the times between
I want to be the one who knows
The one who you can tell
I want to be the one
The one who can catch you
And shift you
Can keep you
When you're calling
I want to be the one
The one you need to survive
The one who leans on your shoulder
While you lean on mine
The perfect symmetry to your life
And the reason to your rhyme
I want to be the one
And I want you
To be mine too
really a selfish girlPretending to cryreally a selfish girl in Free Verse More Like This
To see if you might worry
Being shameless and cajoling
Getting the answer that I want
You see your best friend
And your life
Your sure that I'm blameless
If only in yours eyes
I'm jealous and bitter
But my mask stays in tact
You'll see what you want if you ever look back
I can wrap around my finger with ease
And never will you ever find the seams
I more cunning then ever you will be able to tell
I know more then ever and I use knowledge quite well
You'll see me as always: the innocent, the saint
Without ever knowing I'm someone you'd hate
You may look back at this writing one day
And how someone so awful could say
All this and not be at least somewhat pure?
But maybe this again is a ploy
To get you to think that in the end
But I'm really a selfish girl, as you will see
Really a selfish girl and forever will be
A Secret Worth KnowingHe can say those wordsA Secret Worth Knowing in Free Verse More Like This
There's no meaning
I can return them
With sincerest feeling
He'll joke to me now
He'll laugh and pretend
But he'll never know
I meant what I said
"I love you....."
Sky BlueSky blueSky Blue in Free Verse More Like This
Did you lie?
"I need you, too"
Heart for heart
That trade's fair
You took yours back
Please come back here
From a broken heart
It comes again?
Your binding love
It never ends
I'm loosing you
Why'd you make my fears come true?
To the freaky librarianOn the pages of my memory I've written out your storyTo the freaky librarian in Free Verse More Like This
I can hardly decipher what's reality
And the fiction I wrote to forestall,
All my wonderings about you
Every time that I saw
Your face, every time that I could recall
Just the thrill of seeing you
To laugh at moments past
When you're probably never aware of me
Though I'm sure you'd notice the stares
The laughter issued from my mouth
When I see you and can't help but let out
Small giggles of pleasure
To know I can see you
When the last time could be the last
All the hints that I send you
All the moments I know you
Without ever stopping to ask your name
Which would break the illusion
That we are both players in a much bigger and grander game
So stay forever unknown to me
Forever oblivious of love
Stay forever above
Such nonsense as mine
While we run out of time
To play without knowing each other ,forever
Stay the freaky librarian of mine!
Could I Be Like You?Could I beCould I Be Like You? in Free Verse More Like This
Could I be like you?
Beautiful words falling from my lips
Dripping like honey off my tongue
Could I be
Could I be like you?
Guarded in some ways
But tender inside
Mature and childish
Could I pick the truth and fiction?
Could I be
Could I be like you?
Beaten and gentle
Broken but strong
Could I be like you?
Find strength in myself
Know no matter what I'm me
Feel that what I do is right
No matter what others think of me?
Could I be like you?
apologyHow was I supposed to know?apology in Free Verse More Like This
I tried my best to be there
But I knew
I never could love you
Not the way you loved me
I tried to be friendly
To be able to help you
And you were always a true friend
I opened up to you
I let know more about me
Then anyone else
But still I felt nothing more then
Then the bond of siblings
And maybe I did hurt you
But it wasn't my intention
I tried, I really did
But it wasn't the same
I couldn't help you
But it was me causing pain
Would you ever forgive me?
If I begged on my knees?
Because its worth the embarrassment
Worth the shame
If you'd just be
My friend again
BeautifulSitting all aloneBeautiful in Free Verse More Like This
You took my hand to dance
I tried to fight, but you promised it would be okay
You took my hand to dance
And you took me away
Your smile stole my heart
Your eyes stole my soul
Your touch made me whole
You took my hand to dance
And promised it would be okay
I danced all night long
And it was beautiful
Silent walksThese silent walks are my escapeSilent walks in Free Verse More Like This
My time just to walk
I don't think
I don't talk
I just watch the world go by
It's away from you
It's away from everything I hate
These walks clear my head
Wipe my thoughts,
and let me start over once more
ForgottenBarely even friendsForgotten in Free Verse More Like This
And still we grow apart
Nothing will remain after this
Just another number
And memeories soon to lose
Is this how it's meant to be?
Am I so insane I drive you all away?
Some are stolen
Others are lost with time
Some are just forgotten
What am I to do?NoWhat am I to do? in Free Verse More Like This
We can't go on like this
Not the way we are with each other
People start talking
And I'm too paranoid to cope
So what am I to do
With these feelings of you?
I know it's not love
But you're all I see
In the clouds
In my mind
In my dreams
In my actions
You're all I talk about
22 months and so many left to go
So what am I to do
With all these feelings of you?
Roll the diceEverytimeRoll the dice in Free Verse More Like This
We step outside
It's life or death
You roll the dice
And you deal with it
We can die at any time
How do you deal with it?
RunFor those few seconds I am freeRun in Free Verse More Like This
Speed is all I need
Gravity can't catch me
And neither can you
Animalistic galore we all should experience
Back to the way we should move
Release what's within
Open your eyes
And see a different path
Break free from society
Alone to the endAll I want,Alone to the end in Free Verse More Like This
Is someone to be there,
Always and forever.
Someone to Love and Cherish
Someone to hold forever
Someone to interlock my hand with
And fall into their arms
Someone to lie with
Just lie with
Is that too much to ask?
Am I destined to be alone forever?
Too much to ask?I don't want much. I just want to wake up and realise this is one huge nightmare. Wake up and have fun, go out, meet people. I want it to go back to before. I want to live each day without consequence. Be free and fun, run wild and be stupidToo much to ask? in Free Verse More Like This
Why can't I have that? Why is it all so hard?
I Promise 'til the endDo you do this on purpose?I Promise 'til the end in Free Verse More Like This
You call me up and never answer
You scream and cry but never show a reason
I've asked you why countless times
But you've never given me an answer
Do you really care what you do?
Are you all the fucking same?!
Is this all you do?
Scare and torment
Lie and curse
Liar's in us all
Soon you'll be seen
And even then I'll still stand by you
I always will
Dead and dead againHow long has it been?Dead and dead again in Free Verse More Like This
I broke your heart
And for three days I cared not
I wanted you beside me
I needed you beside me
And I let you go
So I welcomed you back
Opened up again
And then I died..
Then I done it all again,
I knew I'd kill again
And now I've killed you twice
AliceI feel the worldAlice in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Quite the sight.
I felt my mind uneasy,
I skipped and fell.
Came to an end around me.
The skies collided.
I saw the flowers
I saw the oceans rising.
Shielded me from the sun.
And the world
Came to an end, so slowly.
I felt the rain,
In scattered patterns.
I saw the earth
Cease to rotate.
I heard the cries
Of millions more
I heard the moons
As they broke apart.
They shattered the surface,
And continued to fall.
Bent into shapes
I'd never seen before.
But remained colorful.
Was never perfect
Until It ended.
As I saw the stars
Cease to shine.
From mountain tops.
Animals grew wings.
And they escaped.
My vision leaving me.
And I cried out,
The beauty would leave with it.
I heard the children
The world was truly beautiful.
But She was Old.She was old.But She was Old. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
She could hardly walk,
So peaceful, and comfortable.
Her limbs hurt.
The world around her
But she was old.
And It didn't matter.
She gave many years.
She lived very long.
She was there for us to care for.
She was there to care for us.
She was lively,
Like a ribbon.
She ate happily,
When all she'd get were scraps.
She'd live proudly
Those are years
She'd never get back.
She was with us when
She was with us
When grandma died.
And she knew.
Her bones deteriorating.
Hey eyesight worsening.
When she couldn't hear any more.
She was glad.
Because we were glad.
She lived on for us.
She simply couldn't carry the burden any longer.
She felt herself leaving us.
As her eyes closed for the last time
She didn't bother to say goodbye.
Because she knew.
AbuseShe woke up early. Walked past her mother in a hurry, waved but said nothing.Abuse in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You were told this, but you did not know her.
She liked to play with stuffed animals. She loved her lions.
You were told this, but It didn't matter.
She wanted to be a doctor. She wanted to care for those who were abused, and hurt.
You were told this, and you scoffed at the irony.
You wouldn't have known.
You wouldn't have cared.
It wouldn't have mattered.
She was so scared.
He found her in the park,
Her leg hurt.
And he took advantage.
She was seven.
She liked the park in the morning.
She liked the birds singing,
But not this time.
The Birds are scarce.
But It didn't matter.
Because he didn't care.
Because she was seven,
And he was sick.
He grabbed her,
And took her into the woods.
He touched her,
And told her not to cry.
And he hurt her.
He hurt her until she could not cry anymore.
And there you were,
Gasping through the bushes.
When you could have done something.
Motherly Duties.Because she knows nothing.Motherly Duties. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Because she wakes up in the morning
Thinking she does.
I don't depend on you.
I don't depend on
What you do.
I'm not here
To be fit into your schedule.
I'm not here
To be the one to turn off your cigarettes.
Maybe I should not be here.
You fear for my future.
You should know to fear
Me as I am.
You should realize
That we're capable of the worst things.
And I am not
You should listen,
And close your mouth.
You should hear,
And stop yelling.
You should be able
To figure out
That I don't need you.
I don't need you to protect me.
I don't need you to get things for me.
I don't need you to understand me.
And I don't need you to feel proud for trying.
You're there to make me feel worse.
You're there to point fingers, just like the rest of them.
You're there to tell me to calm down,
And to ridicule me when I do.
I'm not yours.
And you mean nothing to me.
Don't try to antagonize me,
Because age doesn't really matter.
I'm tired of being treate
BreachEnticing.Breach in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Body twists beyond my reach.
Tempted, I step forward.
Grin beyond wicked Eyes.
Twist and convulse
Converge our lust to one.
Love plays no part in this.
Lust beyond comparison,
Hard curves of body shout.
Body on mine,
I gasp for air.
For more than I can inhale.
Grab and feel.
So powerless in comparison.
His eyes entrance me.
His body corrodes my senses,
NeedNeed me.Need in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I won't beg you
To care for me.
But I crave
But I love
All I'm missing
Is that contact.
All I care for
Is that communication.
All that matters
Is that you realize.
Is that you know.
What you must realize
Is that I love you.
Even when the feeling
Is far from mutual.
But I won't struggle
For much longer.
Will keep on going.
Don't have to change for me.
RepriseDirty feet,Reprise in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Walk upon abandoned Marble.
No place to go.
But you can't go back.
Home is tarnished,
It is overrun.
Monstrosities have consumed it.
On the abandoned marble floor.
Black and White tiles,
You feel cold.
You continue walking
Towards the grass.
But It's dead.
It's begging you,
"Don't forsake me."
And you keep walking.
You can't think,
You can't breathe,
And It hurts.
It pains you
To not know.
To not understand.
On the marble.
You make a trail.
It follows you.
You walk among
Once brimming with life,
But no longer.
No longer can you listen
And hear the children laughing.
Or hear the parents calling out to them.
Can you wander endlessly.
In the middle of the playground.
You know the danger.
But you refuse to continue.
The wind is interrupted.
A twig breaks.
They walk into the sand,
Making no effort at covering their tracks
I Have a VoiceI have a voice,I Have a Voice in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And I use it freely.
I yell and scream
For my own reasons.
For those who can't.
For those who won't.
I have a voice,
Reads children's books.
Cries out in battle.
I have a voice,
I use it to speak to you.
For riddles, and puzzles
Whose solutions elude and entertain you.
TaurusDeep eyes,Taurus in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Veil of steam.
Wildflowers, raging rivers.
SufferingGhastly,Suffering in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Arrogance betrayed us.
We hear it coming.
We feel it taking us.
We feel it breaking us.
We scream towards everything.
We feel the world,
Fall to It's knees.
But we musn't.
In a painful melody.
A like a cloak.
We wear our prayers,
And we spit on them.
We wear our masks, and we destroy their image.
We use our lies,
And lie to ourselves.
Because the world is cruel.
Because It's all we have.
The pillars fall over.
We cry under them.
Undeniable yet so incomprehensible!
The world tears itself to shreds around us,
Until we're taken with it.
Until we fall with it.
We refuse to see the truth that lies beyond
Our closed eyes.
Unwarranted Replacement~ ~ # ~ ~Unwarranted Replacement in Free Verse More Like This
Paint a picture with a smile so cold,
the paint freezes like the feeling that
resided within me before your presence.
Sing a song with unstable murmurs
terrified to rectify what so often leaves
your hidden lips.
Write a whisper of what doesn't occur
as is repeated inside your head a thousand
times, for what I think isn't real.
Feel what's wrong, for you shouldn't
exist and I should be sane. I can't be
something that holds no trace, leaves
no evidence and says words that won't
go to waste.
No shift can occur to transfer to your
world so why not come to mine, please
take my place.
I would love you to.
Where I BelongI sit bristled by my own thoughts,Where I Belong in Free Verse More Like This
confusion settles beneath the edges
of my mind. Unusual meditations claw
like cats reaching their prey, before
pouncing on the captive.
The mere idea of where I'm situated
takes the train of thought onto a long
deceased track, unused and dangerous.
Does my house consist of which is
placed outside or the meaningful-less
structures created inside.
Because if my house borders on outside
then hesitant thoughts lead to be
where I should live. But if it remains
inside this concert cage, then I
am but to refuse the rightful place
and build an Outside house. <3
You...To cry would be most redundant,You... in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
but I have been touched more than my heart can falter.
Your presence was far from impotent,
something that time can not alter.
My walls have been broken,
and my soul awoken.
Nothing can banish the feelings I hold,
your caress was uncontrolled.
Genuine and strong,
but now I can not move on.
our hearts combined.
My love, I will wait, no matter how long it takes,
through all this heartache.
We will remain.
Atrum Minae.I.Atrum Minae in Free Verse More Like This
it is a well preserved madness,
an incorrigible mess,
with catastrophic schemes,
laying sanity to rest.
its flawless notes of cruelty,
rendering future perfection dull.
a inky parade of non compos mentis,
their power influencing everyone's skull.
a darkened valley inside,
with a glint of every souls demise.
the beginning of your end,
when planets meet and dusk descends.
with dawn returns the antique minds,
so fragile after tumultuous wakes,
so forgotten is the breathless chimes,
and tortured is these constant aches.
memories new, cultures far gone,
presence remains but habits forgone.
conscious of vice-virtues within the morn'.
or will it be virtues' vices,
for shadows merge into the minds,
of sacred clerks and holy shrines.
when midnight strikes,
the world once more,
its insecure state reaps its core.
a whim remains,
while manic dementia
and inner darkness reigns.
for the truth belies
that we must become
what we solely despise.
The Awakening of Miss HydeIt is the most eccentric part of my life. -The Awakening of Miss Hyde in Free Verse More Like This
When the darkness that resides in my soul,
stretches its limbs and snatches control.
Gone are all pretences of innocence,
replaced by this sadistic resemblance.
Refined tolerance is what I require,
for I can no longer detain this ire.
Enclosed by wilts of the heart,
those creatures whom threaten to tear me apart.
For this enmity can't be encaged,
you fiends that rupture my rage.
My eyes may deceive,
but are you really that naive?
I doubt you would know a thing on trust,
blowing it around as your minds' see it as mere dust.
While mine knows the dangerous it presents,
considering I am what that hazardous represents.
I'll lacerate you pigment by pigment with my bare teeth,
then I'll watch your remains rot beneath.
- All this is the inception of my sweet strife.
It is the most eccentric part of my life. -
Glaciers of DestructionGlaciers of Destruction in Free Verse More Like This
It is but a twine sized glacier,
a poison-filled quill,
a weapon in its form.
& clandestine to its pith,
aspired for seizing
such a dictated realm.
With talons of passions
and caricatures of purity.
Contradictory to physics lore,
it's the defiance we long,
but the disaster we fear.
It is pure to the eyes
but deadly and revere. . .
The Grim EvolutionThe Grim Evolution in Free Verse More Like This
It is I in a sombre mood when the birds come dancing,
dancing and prancing, while the glitters of those are encased.
Their melodic feathers are glaciers, dangers, and woes.
And their songs of pleasantries drive the insanity in vain.
The Sapiens are glancing and enhancing the tales,
whispering and glistening these creatures of pain
but no body is taken and all the souls are awaken'
for these treacherous fiends have drawn the horrors to stay.
More is the fear of all those shaken and many alike,
forgotten the faithful's claims "No sorry been jest,
hail 'n' we will let the rest," but no courter or jester
can lessen the screams all we are are is less than our schemes.
Wander and ponder with a day but a dream
and we'll follow you through as malice is our key.
We'll follow you home, we'll follow you free,
you better watch your step or better yet..me.
Glory in darkness, we will thrill off your despair.
Oh swallow your sorrows, pity is hollow
lest we think you unworthy,
sacrifice your fear.
Decor Intus MaerorI feel as if I have knowledge of my fate,Decor Intus Maeror in Free Verse More Like This
entering realms so often sought by others,
mythical lands with torrents of magic,
streaming throughout the world, so sacred.
Forlornness is my only solitude in the world
in which I could never belong.
Moments of recognition bless or curse my
ageless days, splashing me with cold after
-tastes of what I believe was my own past.
Stuck in a limbo void of clueless journeys.
A human's life with clues to escapades,
but never the ability to follow one's heart,
soul and wisdom.
Queries of everlasting theories, yearnings
to find the answers of that in which would
save me, with the shrewish feeling that I
must save myself. This anguish I bring
upon me, just to reignite that unspeakable,
ache. One that reminds me of the significance
in emotions but also the need to be numb.
And each moment, each shuddering breath
taken, I realise that this is but a partial
memoir one so barely worthy of deliberation
but one in which knows and feels more than
The Unsolved ProblemIt is when you realise you are just a burden to your fathers crown,The Unsolved Problem in Emotional More Like This
Even through your believe and faith are holding you strong, keeping
you alive, truly alive. Even when your soul knows more than your
human brain, your logicality. You are shut down, forced to play
the role that is not meant for you, but you see that you are unable
to move away until you figure out who you are and what you're
meant for. But that I'm afraid seems that hardest puzzle of all,
one that other can't solve for you.
Your only thoughts are focussed on what you're forced into:
I'm not meant for this I'm suppose to
But then no answer forms.
So you play that role, knowing you don't play it well and when you
fail they say it's your problem.
But they have no idea.
WithinIt is within those hours that we hide,Within in Free Verse More Like This
we reach the point of the end, the pain continues
ceaselessly, into the night, our lives.
Never ending it progresses, spiralling in
a formed chaos. Expectations of
daily routines, waiting while
it tumbles past, pacing faster than
any time named moment.
It is within.
Bada-Bing Bada-Boom Ch-1The ArrivalBada-Bing Bada-Boom Ch-1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Thank you for travelling 'Air Asia', we hope you had a pleasant flight and enjoy your stay.
Hah, yeah right.
As the plane stopped I whipped out my phone, only hoping that my brother had remembered that his dear younger sister was actually flying in today.
"Come on " I rocked from side to side in impatience, getting off a plane is such an effort.
After grabbing my handbag and finally reaching the exit, I made a fast escape and went to collect my actual luggage.
"Now If I were my big brother, where would I be?" I asked myself, going through my contacts and trying to locate his number.
How long has it been since I last heard his voice for myself? Or seen him for that matter?
Since I had been in England for a good three years studying in university, I hadn't had time to keep an eye on my two older siblings, Heejin and Heechul.
My phone suddenly started vibrating in my hand and an unfamiliar phone number appeared on the screen.
"Sam? Has your pl
Bada-Bing Bada-Bing Ch-20Reason to StayBada-Bing Bada-Bing Ch-20 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I love you, stupid."
I blinked, my bag slipping off my shoulder and making a loud bang sound as it fell to the floor.
"D-don't call me stupid, you idiot!" My voice came out shaky, "How could y-you just show up here and do this to me...? I-I--"
"I said I love you! Are you not listening to me?" The dark haired boy said, frowning, "Fine. You leave me no choice."
And then, in front of everyone in the whole damned airport, including the fans that had recognized him and the paparazzi who were probably already having a field day by this point at seeing an idol running after some girl, my chaser grabbed the front of my shirt and dragged me to him before crushing his lips to mine.
I stiffened, flashes going off everywhere and fangirls screaming
"No! Oppa!" and whatnot. It was then that I attempted to push my chaser away, but found my wrists being pulled from his chest and held tightly in his hands so I was completely restricted from movement.
Of course, I could go for the
Bada-Bing Bada-Bing Ch-15Back to Black... Or Something SimilarBada-Bing Bada-Bing Ch-15 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I don't really remember what happened after that.
I vaguely recall falling forward into Kyuhyun's arms and then maybe fainting.
Lord help me.
The next morning I really didn't remember either. All I know is that there was a spastic Monkey who decided to sit on my back and shake me awake violently, before I was shoved into the bathroom and left to scrub the sweat and any other undesirable substances of my tired body. When I had finished, another pair of hands grabbed me, forced something warm into my mouth and then dragged me outside to the car where I was pushed in and squished.
I think I actually woke up when Sungmin shoved Henry who spilled his yogurt on me.
Now I was standing in a small room in an unfamiliar building. Waiting.
"Give me your sweater, Heechul." I grumbled, still wiping furiously at the white stain on my black tank top.
"Eh? Why me?" He pouted, gripping the sleeves of the baby blue material tied around his shoulders.
For Seungri Lovers(FOR THIS STORY YOU ARE JUST YOUNGER THAN SEUNGRI SO ALL OF BIGBANG ARE YOUR OPPAS)For Seungri Lovers in Short Stories More Like This
"Seung Hyun! Why the hell did you throw the ball this way?" You screamed at the older boy, looking down the dark cave like hole.
"I don't know! It just rolled across the lawn and fell down!" T.O.P shifted from side to side, frowning at his real name and gritting his teeth as he held up his tear streaked eyed cousin.
You shifted your position and bent to look deeper into the hole.
"Dongseng be careful!" The boy warned, placing the little boy down on the ground and coming toward you.
"I'm fine!" You protested, looking deeper again.
"Noona~!" The younger boy wailed, tugging on Seung Hyun's jacket, "Please get my ball!"
"Yeah Noona." The elder teased, picking the boy up again.
You turned around and glared at the silver haired boy, "Would you shut up? I can do this if you stop pressuring me!"
Just as you went back to look deeper into the hole, the dirt under your hand gave way and you found yourself tumbling
Bada-Bing Bada-Boom Ch-8Long legs, a blinding smile and ZJBada-Bing Bada-Boom Ch-8 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Can we go eat now?" Henry whined, tugging Heechul's shirt.
"Not my decision kid. Go ask Sam." He replied.
Henry looked over at me and I winked at him, "Yes my Love?"
"Would it be alright if we went to eat?" He rubbed the back of his neck and stared at the ground, looking much like a little boy.
I couldn't help but to reach forward and play with his chubby cheeks, "You're so cute! Of course we can. Heechul! Let's go!"
My blonde brother grinned and pushed up his sunglasses, "Come on guys!"
"To Samantha!" Everyone held up their cup and pressed them together, making that cute little 'chink' sound before downing what was inside.
We had just finished what I thought to be the most magnificent meal that had ever touched my taste buds and now we were drinking to our hearts content.
Well, some of us were at least. Pervert, Fish, Muscle Man and Monkey would not drink at all, but the rest were either taking it easy or going all out.
Heechul and I were the
Bada-Bing Bada-Bing Ch-18ShockBada-Bing Bada-Bing Ch-18 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Please Sam, just let me explain."
I refused to even turn my head and look at Yesung. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the rest of the boys looking at us worriedly.
"Why not, Sam?"
"Because, Yesung, I don't think you deserve my respect after what you caused."
And I don't need the stress...
"What I caused?"
I didn't even answer.
I stood to my feet and headed off toward my bedroom, hearing a faint protest from either Sungmin or Ryeowook as I left.
"Sam, if you'd just listen to me!"
I span on my heel, looking up at the dark haired man.
"Listen to what, huh? Do you know how hard it is to live through something so terrible as getting... G-getting... DAMMIT." I threw my hands up in frustration, still unable to say that word, "And then, Kim Jongwoon, being left alone and almost having it happen again. Do you now what that feels like? How terrifying it is? Huh?"
His face stayed blank as he watched me, my lip trembling.
"D-do you even care?"
For Jonghyun Lovers(FOR THIS STORY YOU ARE KEY-OPPA'S AGE, ONLY JONGHYUN AND ONEW-OPPA ARE OLDER [to be honest I am younger then all the SHINee members SHOCKING CONFESSION--])For Jonghyun Lovers in Short Stories More Like This
The brunette flicked his hair for about the hundredth time.
"Hyung! Would you stop doing that? Your hair is fine!" Key threw his hands up in frustration, but froze and shot you a dirty look as soon as your laughter touched his ears.
He leaned in your direction and scruffled your hair, "What are you laughing at?"
"No one in this house looks in the mirror more then you! You're even worse then me!" It was true, the fashionable boy had always spent a lot of his time in front of the bathroom mirror, applying his eyeliner and spending almost half an hour on his colour streaked mop.
"Good one Dongseng!" Jonghyun-Oppa slapped you a high five.
Key stuck out his bottom lip in a childish pout, "This is so wrong " He mumbled, getting up and trudging toward the kitchen.
"Aw, Kibum! We didn't mean it!" Oppa called as you got up to cha
For Taemin Lovers(FOR THIS LAST STORY YOU ARE OBVIOUSLY YOUNGER THAN ALL SHINEE, INCLUDING DEAREST TAEMIN WE'LL JUST SAY YOU ARE A BIT YOUNGER THAN HIM)For Taemin Lovers in Short Stories More Like This
You watched as the boy's orangish hair flipped gently as he moved from side to side. His whole being completely in time with the music and he swayed like he all he was made for was to dance.
Taemin, star if the whole arts school.
Everyone loved him, everyone wanted to talk to him, and everyone wanted to be his closest friend. All the girls wanted to date him, of course.
But unfortunately, you were one of them.
He'd never notice me You always told yourself, but you were mistaken.
"Excuse me, can I practice in here?" You looked up at the quiet voice, almost falling flat on your face at who was standing there.
Taemin leaned his skinny frame on the windowsill and smiled a gorgeous toothy grin, "If I'm not going to distract you."
You often used this room to study, since no other room was quiet enough to keep your thoughts on a straight track. But
For Taeyang Lovers(FOR THIS STORY YOU ARE A LITTLE YOUNGER THAN DAESUNG, WHICH MAKES ALL OF BIGBANG EXCEPT FOR SEUNGRI YOUR OPPAS)For Taeyang Lovers in Short Stories More Like This
"Ji Yong! Open this door right now!" You slammed your fist on the bathroom door for about the hundredth time, "You are more of a girl than me!"
The door opened now and steam erupted from the tiled room, finally revealing a half naked self proclaimed G-Dragon.
"What makes you say that? I was only doing my hair." He pouted, slinging his towel around his neck and walking down the hall.
"Psh, yeah right." You mumbled, walking in to take an early morning shower.
After getting refreshed, you pulled on some loose pants and a singlet and left the bathroom with your hair up in a towel.
"Ah, Dongseng!" Your heart froze at the voice, not because it belonged to the extremely sexy Taeyang, but because he had actually caught you walking through the house in this state.
"Yes?" You responded, ripping the towel from your head and pulling out about fifty hairs in the process.
He took a few st
For Leeteuk Lovers(FOR THIS STORY YOU ARE THE SAME AGE AS HANGENG, THIS MEANS YESUNG, HEECHUL AND LEETEUK ARE YOUR ONLY OPPAS)For Leeteuk Lovers in Short Stories More Like This
'Ah~ Push it Push it real good!'
Everyone in the boardroom turned to look at your bright red face.
Your phone, with the most embarrassing ringtone signifying the call of your best friend Kim Heechul, had conveniently decided to start playing at an earsplitting volume in the middle of a business meeting.
"Excuse me " You whispered, whipping out your phone and almost flying out of the room.
'Yo, yo, yo, yo, baby-pop. Yeah, you come here, give me a ki-'
You cut off the irritating and crude song, slamming the device to you ear, "What?"
"It's about time you picked up " The lazy reply came, "You kept me waiting."
"Would you shut up? That stupid ringtone you set went off in the middle of my meeting Heechul!" You hissed, "My freaking PROMOTION meeting Heechul!"
"Yeah, I know, I know." He replied, "They are going to decide your fate and yada, yada, yada. By
Hollow HellHollow HellHollow Hell in Free Verse More Like This
October 26, 2011
No time to hear
What's coming 'round
It feeds on fear.
On this cold, dark night
Rest your head
Under pale moonlight
Safe in your bed.
Bed made of loose,
Gold, dying leaves
Round you a noose-
Now you believe
Monsters are real,
But you'll never tell
On All Hallows' Eve,
They'll drag you to Hell
Set Me FreeSet Me FreeSet Me Free in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
August 7, 2011
Locked up tonight
I'll be alright
And when I looked over
At the frozen glass
Heaven's light blared
Through the thick frost.
The cage doors flew open
To my surprise
And walked through an angel
Of Bluest clear skies
Your golden wings shone
And melted the glass
Cut open my chains
Released my wings-Black.
Set me free from torture
Past this broken gore
You shined so bright a future
That's possibly in store
(c)Michael Joseph DeCosta
Walking On The Other SideWalking On The Other SideWalking On The Other Side in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
September 6, 2011
I've been counting all this time
To meet you once again
Long and painful hours
I've waited for the end.
A walk with you on the other side
Is what I've so longed for
When time to say goodbye arrives
We'll walk forevermore
Past the wait and pain and rain
We're soaring in the sky.
Until we meet again one day
I hate to say goodbye.
(c)Michael Joseph DeCosta
Bleeding for YouBleeding for YouBleeding for You in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
August 11, 2011
What is this thing
That's come over me
You're here inside,
Around the dead
Bringing sweet life
Flying high on Golden Wings.
Your bleeding heart
Pour onto me
I'll take away
If you ache,
Sing it to me-
I'll hear your song
I'll start to bleed
Til the sun falls out of the sky,
I'll take your hand,
Heart and your Life
(c)Michael Joseph DeCosta
Cold WaitingCold WaitingCold Waiting in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
February 14, 2012
Ice is pumping
Through the woods
With no way out.
My wings are broken
Still it's waiting
And not forsaking.
The games we're playing,
Won't keep it safe.
Until the days
When shadows end
My Icy Heart
Would breathe past death.
(c)Michael Joseph DeCosta
BewareBewareBeware in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
October 26, 2011
Trick or Treat
Dear children all
Collect your sweets
Beware your soul!
'Less you be sheathed
The terrors fly
To take, To keep
Everything which makes you dream
And casts a spell
To make us bleed
(c)Michael Joseph DeCosta
SnowFallSnowFallSnowFall in Free Verse More Like This
June 30, 2011
Echo of Winter
Rise through the trees
Snow White is Falling
Now the world-Freeze!
(c)Michael Joseph DeCosta
A Long WalkA Long WalkA Long Walk in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
June 26, 2011
Lonely is my feeling
I'm so bored always alone
So easily I could end it
But then I'd have no throne
I need to get my wings
So I don't snap
Or everything will start to bleed
Take a long night nap
I crave more than around
Bring me to my throne or in
This Abyss I'll drown
(c)Michael Joseph DeCosta
ForevermoreForevermoreForevermore in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
August 22, 2012
Hear the Silence Echo
It's deafening, I know.
Sitting in the Darkness,
Cold and all Alone.
Reach far out your hand
Hoping to feel something.
There's no one to receive,
You're left to grasp at nothing.
Can't you feel the cold wind blowing?
There's nothing close around
You're left to sit here holding
Everything that's brought you down.
You'll never feel the light again
You'll never feel the heart-felt whisper
You have nothing til the end
Enjoy forever Winter.
(c)Michael Joseph DeCosta
All Hallow's EveAll Hallow's EveAll Hallow's Eve in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
October 26, 2011
All around me
All I hear
Screams of pain
Entwined with Fear
Through the woods
I do dare march
To find a spot
To hear my thoughts
To sit alone in this space
And feel the power of this day
More than Haunting comes to me
It's darkened power
Set's me free!
(c)Michael Joseph DeCosta
WtP: Lost Treasures chp4Tanya set down another box on the floor in the entrance and sighed. "It's going to take us until dinnertime, if not later, to finish unloading these from the van," she commented as her son squeeze between the towers of boxes and continued to play with his plane. "And by then, the front door will be blocked."WtP: Lost Treasures chp4 in General Fiction More Like This
"Don't worry about that, my dear," an old woman replied while walking by slowly with a cane in her hand. "Christopher Robin is a fast worker; he'll get these boxes sorted out properly and emptied from the van before I have time to even start up the oven."
"Is that so?" Tanya said with a curious smile.
"Oh, yes; why, he could have a mess started and finished within less than five minutes as a boy."
At that moment, the woman's son walked by while carrying a chair. "Is that supposed to be a compliment or an insult?" he asked with a chuckle.
"Both," his mother replied, making Tanya laugh. "And that goes the same for that silly old bear of yours and the rest of your toys."
"Are they sti
WtP: Lost Treasures chp1The sun was bright and hanging high in the blue sky as a burgundy red car made its way through the forest that afternoon. The highway twisted and turned for miles in the thickets that composed the beautiful boreal forest that covered most of that region of Britain. The colors of late summer and early autumn blended in beautifully in the treetops. The birds that flew overhead seemed to be enjoying the happy atmosphere that was in the air just as much as the driver in the car below them was.WtP: Lost Treasures chp1 in General Fiction More Like This
The man with thick brown hair took a deep breath and smiled. These parts were very familiar to him. He had grown up here as a boy; from the day he was born to the day he left home for college to become a teacher. Now, thirty years of age, he returned to the woods he had so long loved.
He had been offered a job at the school where he attended in his childhood, and so he, his wife and his four-year-old son were moving from the bustling city of London to the peaceful countryside in the giant forest. It
Creative FatherhoodSummer's usual cloudless and sunny skies were over the Tri-State area that afternoon. It had been a long morning for Ferb, but he had needed the time to clean out the shop and head over to the art gallery for the opening of a new exhibit. He and Phineas often volunteered to help set things up, which gave the media a chance to try and force any new information out of the inventors' mouths; Phineas and Ferb always kept their ideas under wraps until they were ready to present it to the world. And luckily, Ferb was good at keeping his mouth shut.Creative Fatherhood in General Fiction More Like This
On any normal occasion, though, Phineas would have accompanied him; not so today. So right after lunch, Ferb drove his car to his brother's house to see what he was up to. The garage door was wide open when he arrived, and so he entered without asking any questions.
Despite being an inventor who picked up every piece of scrap he could find, Phineas was incredibly neat and organized. There were many boxes in the garage, yes, but they were all label
PnF: Not my Day Pt1(ManOfAction is online)PnF: Not my Day Pt1 in General Fiction More Like This
Hello to you too, Phineas.
Dude, are you almost finished working on that dumb thing?
Gawwwwd, I'm so boooooorrred!
So I hear.
I finished my assignments for classes five HOURS ago, man.
I can't take this anymore!
What happened to Mister Big Idea?
I need YOU here to hear me rant, Ferb.
I don't rant to myself. That's silly.
What does that mean?
You do realize that, when you start ranting, I can get up, leave for a few minutes to get a soda, come back and sit down, and you WOULDN'T have noticed that I had left?
you actually do that
Don't WaitNOTE TO READERS: COPY AND PASTE URL WHEN YOU GET TO IT.Don't Wait in General Fiction More Like This
"Phineas, Candace! When you two are finished bickering, would you come down, please?"
Eighteen-year-old Candace dashed down the stairs while putting the final touches to her braid. Her white frilly skirt fluttered behind her. "I wasn't bickering," she replied her father. "I was finishing my hair when he came into my room! He was bickering!"
Phineas hopped down the stairs like the energetic thirteen-year-old that he was, all the while zipping up his red vest. "I wasn't bickering, I was telling you that Dad called us once already," he said innocently. He leaped over the last three steps and dusted himself off. "And I offered to help with your hair. I've braided Isabella's hair before, you know."
"The last thing I'm doing is letting you, above all people, touch my hair, you little Psycho," Candace argued while pointing a menacing finger at her little brother.
Lawrence sighed in
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Sleep my little one
And dream all through the night
Don't let shadows come chase away
All your heart's delights
If you ever get scared
Reach out, know I am there
For I will always be here
To guide you to the light
When the dar-kness takes me far
From your side
Don't be afraid
For I will always be in your heart
If you cry out for my name tonight
I will hurry through the night
And come hold you close to me until
You can dream
Though I may one day leave
Your sight, don't be afraid
For I will always be part
Of you my little one
After You Left...After You Left... in General Fiction More Like This
Mitch's wife looked over her shoulder at the telephone that was ringing on the counter. Her curly blond hair bobbed up and down in a ponytail as she turned back to making dinner. "Honey, can you answer that please?" she called out while cutting the meat.
The greying haired man looked up from the newspaper he was reading in the living room. "You're right by the phone, Calleigh," the man replied.
"My hands are touching raw meat, Mitch. I can't touch the phone! Please?"
Mitch groaned tiredly and rose to his feet. "Alright, fine," he grumbled while tossing the paper on the leather couch and leaving the room. He walked into the kitchen and around the island where his wife was preparing dinner. Sitting at the corner of the counter was the black phone, ringing like mad. He leaned over the machine rolled his eyes amusingly. "Herp-a-derp, he's bored already?" he chuckled, recognizing the number displayed.
"You mean Francis?" Calleigh replied.
"I thought you jus
Things I will Risk For You c.1It was the beginning of another day; Perry woke up to the sound of Phineas telling Ferb what they were going to dothe platypus did not catch what it was; either another teleporter or something with giant boardsor was that swords? The mission he had had the day before had worn Perry out so much, he simply slipped into bed and fell asleep as soon as he arrived home. He was still catching up on some Zs when his owners woke up at the usual early morning hour of six o'clock, and he was only beginning to stir when Phineas began going on his long explanation about his big idea.Things I will Risk For You c.1 in General Fiction More Like This
Most pets would have found it irritating in the least; but not Perry. After thirteen years of being Phineas' pet, and about twelve as Ferb's, the platypus had gotten used to hearing the boys chat about what they would be doing that day. And he loved it. He was proud to know that his owners, above any other teenager in the Tri-State Area, were the most intelligent and creative pair of boys the world had ever
PnF - Three's a Crowd"Try adjusting the lever and the force of the blast once more, Ferb."PnF - Three's a Crowd in General Fiction More Like This
"I did that twice already."
"Okay then let her rip."
Ferb pulled his head away from the machine and grabbed the lever on its side. He pulled it back as hard as he could, looked at Phineas, gave the thumbs up and released the handle. The ray blaster hummed loudly and gave a violent jolt before belching a violet orb of light from its nozzle. The orb sped forward at incredible speed, nearly hitting Phineas in the progress. The young man quickly covered his head with his clipboard before watching where the orb was headed.
Perry was polishing his OWCA badge when he looked up and spotted the orb of light blast his way. The platypus leaned backwards out of the way as it sped past his bill and impacted the wall. Sunny the Canary was busy grooming her feathers on a shelf when the orb exploded against the wall only an inch beneath her. The bird shrieked in fright and bounced back before taking a deep breath, fluffing up
Random College Perry Rant"Would you hold still?"Random College Perry Rant in Fan Fiction More Like This
Perry frowned and shook his head. With all his might, he pulled back and attempted to break free from his owner's arms. His tail slapped furiously against the blue sheets of the bed. He grunted.
Phineas groaned in frustration as he raised the platypus in the air. "The cone goes on, Perry," he said sternly. "No ifs, ands, or buts."
Perry wrinkled his bill and then stuck his tongue out at the twenty-year-old.
"Hey, you're the one who went and did something stupid," Phineas replied, setting the animal down in his lap again. "You decided to be the secret agent; you decided to go fight Doof today; and you were the one who got the nasty scar on your head." Phineas grabbed the cone again and began forcing it over the platypus' head. "So whether you like it or not the conegoesON!"
The cone slipped over Perry's head with ease. Perry immediately expressed his malcontent and chattered behind clenched teeth while glaring at the college studen