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With Just You're VoiceWith Just You're Voice in Free Verse More Like This
I close my eyes
And lay my head down
Listening to the sound of your
Deep
Beautiful
Voice
Soft yet intense
Seducing my thought
Coaxing my body to move on its own
My breathing turns raspy
And begins to come out in pants
I being to loose myself in your voice
Your words consistently playing at my ear
You show me no mercy
My heart is pounding
All the nerves in my body stand on end
Controlled by your silken words
You have this power to captivate me
And I am powerless to escape it
Nor do I want to
Even when your voice and words go silent
I am still affected
They linger in my mind
Forcing me to remember the ways you make
DeathDeath in Free Verse More Like This
I deny you Death
With your cryptic appearance before me now
I ignore you
Send you away
Pretend I can still feel my heart beat
I don’t need you
I’m not ready
So much left to do
So much left to see
Why have you come?
I can’t be died
So suddenly my life has been taken
Don’t touch me!
Leave me be in my sorrow
My newly given life
Without my consent my life has been taken
By you
You’re going to take it from me
My life
My breath
They no longer belong to me
Why?
Why do I have to die now?
Tell me Death
Why do people have to die?
Die without knowing when it’s coming
You
Death
Y
My soul is...My soul is... in Free Verse More Like This
My soul is a barren plain
Over run with the phantoms
Of long suppressed regrets
Broken promises and heartbreaks
It is a place where you hear ghostly cries
Where black shadows flow up walls
And overtake the edges of hopeless dreams
Its core is dead and maggots have begun devour its insides
All love and life is gone
They will leave behind an empty rotting shell
Hallowed and forgotten
Just like the faith that it once held whole in a warm embrace
Nothing will be left but the vast darkness that surrounds it
Echoing in the abbess will forever be the victims of such a cold world
The nothingness that makes up this place, where not
Promises of the FuturePromises of the Future in Free Verse More Like This
When our paths lead us into darkness
When all hope and love is lost
Just as the cold silence begins to take over
I might not be there
You may be trapped
Scared
And all alone
But I still may not come
Not because your cries fall on deaf ears
But because I may not be…Me
I could be just as helpless as you
For I am only human
So please don’t force me to make promises
I can’t see our futures
I don’t own a crystal ball
I love you
And I always will
But it would kill me if I broke this promise
I would want to save you
But the depression and lost feelings may have me too
I may be fallen alongside you
No longe
Whispers in my earWhispers in my ear in Free Verse More Like This
I can’t seem to get away
From all the things you liked to say
Every sentence
Every phrase
Finds its way back to my ears
I try to block it out
Not hear a single sound
I focus on the traffic
The barking of a dog
But somewhere in-between
Your words whisper sweet nothings to me
I scream and cry
With everyday that goes by
Everything around me
It all leads back to you
A hunting spirit by my bed
A ghostly shadow in an ally
The wind becomes my enemy
As it speaks to my subconscious
Rushing past me
It tells me of nothing but you
Let's Dance. Said the WolfLet's Dance. Said the Wolf in Free Verse More Like This
"Let's Dance." Said the She Wolf.
The trees sway gently in the breeze
Creaking as their limbs are pulled
This is all that can be heard in the damp forest
The wind playfully pulling on the green leaves
The bird’s songs ring out sweetly
Unaware of the world below them
Hard work is ever present
The ants that carry food back to their home
A mother doe that feeds her week old faun
Or the she wolf that hunts the doe for her pups
The forest becomes a stage for a beautiful dance
A dance between life and death
Predator and prey
Two mothers trying to live another day
Breathing every moment so they can feed their young
The birds
Loves BoatLoves Boat in Free Verse More Like This
Love is like a boat
Floating on an ever changing sea
With waves the size of mountains
Horrible and ruthless
Unpredictable in its path
Crashing into you
Never knowing which direction it will come from
What it will do to you
How it will affect you
What will come after the storm settles
If this terrible trial will come again
Harder and stronger
Or maybe soft and clam
What lies ahead in the sea of love
When will your boat hit land
Will you decide
Or will the ocean’s ever changing currents
Passionate TimesPassionate Times in Free Verse More Like This
I’ll lay you down gently
And kiss you sweetly
My hands will be sneaky
As your clothes come off nicely
You taste like strawberries and cream
It’s hard to not be mean
As we create an intimate scene
With our passionate screams
I’ll kiss you all over
My hands will go deeper
And your screams higher
I will never tier
Your nails run down my back
You know I love it when you do that
The pain and pleasure
Are just as good as the leather
I’ll make this last all night
I know you can’t fight
You love this sin to much
All we need to do it touch
You are all mine
And that is fine
Because I am all yours
For you
Childish DreamsChildish Dreams in Free Verse More Like This
Wish upon a star
A little bit of pixy dust
A happy thought
Wish with all your heart
I never want to grow up
Be a little kid forever
Dream sweet dreams
About flying through the sky
A fantasy world called Neverland
Pirates and mermaids
Captain Hook and the lost boys
Peter Pan and you
Do you really believe?
In all these childish things?
An old bedtime story
Such a child are you!
Get over it, grow up!
That’s what some people would tell you.
But who are they, to tell you to stop dreaming
Playing make believe
Grow up physically your can’t stop it
But stay a child at heart
Is something that you can stay forever
The Flavors of My BelovedThe Flavors of My Beloved in Free Verse More Like This
How sweet can My Beloved be?
How much sugar can she be made of?
What all can she taste like?
She can taste like milk chocolate on my lips
Bitter dark chocolate on my tongue
Her lips can taste like honey
Or fresh peppermint
Her skin can be smooth vanilla
Of creamy caramel, melting under lustful fingers
She can easily satisfy my sweet tooth
Yet I find myself craving for more of her
For not only does she taste sweet
She looks like a tempting treat too
Her hair is like locks of golden ginger
And the color of cheery juice
Eyes as soft as heresy kisses
And intense like sour sugar
Skin soft like sugar cookies
Or melt in my mouth co
What is wrong with our history Part 1I was once humanWhat is wrong with our history Part 1 in Free Verse More Like This
A seamstress you see
A girl of talent
I made dresses for Queens
I made gowns for Players
I made a living
Then, one night
Priests came knocking
Told me I was a heretic
A witch, A demon
Sent me to the pier
Sent me to the pier
And lit me on fire
What is wrong with our history Part 2I was once a great explorerWhat is wrong with our history Part 2 in Free Verse More Like This
I travelled all over
I saw the new world
I saw the old castles
At the turn of the century
I was called to court
I was told I'd committed treason
I asked for what
They said for talking to another king
What He Saw 2The flower fell from her handWhat He Saw 2 in Free Verse More Like This
She looked at me with tears
She saw my face fall
From happiness to regret
She raised her hand
It fell back down again
She ran
I followed her
The brken, dead flower in my hand
I followed her
She ran and ran
She stopped in the middle of the road
A car came speed up the road
It collided with her
It collide with her frail form
She screamed for one seconded
Then she was gone
I ran to her
Knelt beside her
I picked up her head
I cradled it to me chest
Running away from nightmaresI'm runningRunning away from nightmares in Free Verse More Like This
Through the woods
Through the night
Through the woods
Through the forests
Through the ponds
Through the creeks
Over the hills
Over the mountains
Over the rivers
I'm running
Running from HIM
Running from THEM
Running
Running
LoveLove is a comlicationLove in Free Verse More Like This
Love is a bunch of words
Love is a fresh breath of air
Love is a cool morning
Love is that time between day and night
Love is a colour as light as the sky
Love is your name whispered in hushed tones
Love is the way you feel before you say goodbye
Love is a kiss long and drawn out
Love is the way you feel when you hear their name
Love is a complication
Love is a Day
The BeginingIn the Begining I thought of him as mineThe Begining in Free Verse More Like This
In the Begining I thought of him as my soul
In the Beginging I was his Angel and he was mine
In the Begining I trusted him with my heart
But now I'm gone
Now I'm in a place were he can't hurt me anymore
I'm in paradise...
Your My HeartDon't leave me,Your My Heart in Free Verse More Like This
Please Don't,
Your my Heart,
You keep me living,
You give me a reason,
You whisper sweet nothings in my ear,
Don't leave me,
Please Don't,
Your My Heart,
The reason why I'm here,
You hug me and it all goes away,
You kiss me and I think I'm in Heaven,
You say good night and I sleep,
Don't leave me,
Because I'll weep
Her last choice- chapter oneThe storm was growing larger. The animals had all ran from the forests. The war was on, but Nymphadora Blackside didn't know what to do. Join her friends or join the Dark Lord.Her last choice- chapter one in Short Stories More Like This
As lightning started to flash Nymphadora ran into the forest, into her new life. The life of a Deatheater. all her life she had fought to stop the Dark Lord and his underlings, but now she was going to join them.
"Who do you think you are, Mudblood? Coming to grovel at the Dark Lords feet for a place in his army. Your nothing but a stupid Grythindor with a habit of getting in the way." Bellatrix Lestrange spat at Nympthadora.
"I'm here to join him. For myself and no
Gods CreatureI walk this earth as one of gods creaturesGods Creature in Free Verse More Like This
Always watching where I walk,
Always trying to hide my face,
When push comes to shove, I run
When Love comes to lose, I curl up and hide
When the boy I love says he'll sacrifice his life for me, I cry
But one thing I'll never do is fly,
No matter what my friends say,
I'm not real,
I'm a shadow
I walk this earth as one of gods creatures
One day I stumbled across a battle field,
The boy I love was there,
As I watched in horror a sword pierced his heart,
A scream escaped my lips,
It was to late,
He was gone and I was left to rome Earth as Gods Creature
It's Just a DreamI was in the alley when it happenedIt's Just a Dream in Free Verse More Like This
A big bang, a gun fire
I hit the ground, scared
A figure loomed over me, a boy
He leaned down, offering his hand
I took it
He steered me away
A look at his hand, a gun
A look at his face, Oh my god he's sixteen
Everything went by in a flash of light
By the time I realised it
he was gone and I was sitting in bed, tangeled in the sheets
Random Thoughts on Words (and what they make you)Language, in my opinion, is one of the things that makes certain creatures able to have a higher sense of the world and themselves. To be able to build layers onto, and out of, the basic needs of survival.Random Thoughts on Words (and what they make you) in Editorial More Like This
The words of these languages can define how your brain perceives the world, or creates its reality out of input given to it. In most circumstances you think in the language that is native to you, in the vocabulary as it is understood inside yourself.
It's always been my thought that the better able you are to express your thoughts to yourself and to others, improves your understanding of yourself and the world around you. Proper understan
Ashore (Assure)Breathing shortAshore (Assure) in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hope a consort
Imagined scent
Cannot relent
Resolute in approach
Walls long to be broached
A look into those eyes
Heavy heart flies
Steeped in longing
Thoughts are falling
Learned from regrets
Hesitation rests
Mind runs around
My ship come aground
Your lighthouse beacon
Ceasing all seeking
Pleasant crash
On beach of ash
Watching tides
And your sun rise
The JourneyThe JourneyThe Journey in Emotional More Like This
On the other side of that bottomless turbulent ocean is where I woke. Not quite sure how long I had fought, straining muscles grasping upwards for air. I do remember that moment, that brief second where you know. It all comes together, and I feel the hopelessness of fighting. There is peace in sleep. A feeling of resignation comes over me as I close my eyes. The last breath escapes me, knowing what comes next as I slowly sink…
I couldn’t tell you how long I was gone. Hell, I couldn’t even tell you where I was. Flashing back in my head like lightning, that moment… I was going to join them. I sunk
Care to Burn with Me?With souls so cold they flow slow through this lifeCare to Burn with Me? in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Their woes in tow, all they sow is strife
Supping on false wisdom from the cupboard of kings
Jealous of the fire with facades these liars undercover in night
Will put out your pyre, and steal your desires
Filling their emptiness with your hopes and dreams
Thieves can’t work in light of day, stoke my fire high to keep at bay
Thaw some frozen souls along the way, searching for fires that turn night into day
So I search for bonds of tempered steel, a sharpened scythe to cut through gloom filled fields
Yearning for souls who’ve learned to feel, who don’t make bitterness thei
You May Not Be Here...Floating like a bubble flying in the windYou May Not Be Here... in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And hoping not to burst within
Drawn like a moth to lights inside that are akin
You are not here so I stare
at reflections of your light in the smoke filled air
Not here, but not far away, I can feel your care
So don’t mind me as I gaze at your smile
Those eyes filled with life and full of fire
Soaking in your energy all the while…
As the birds know go when the times get cold
To protect myself from lies humanity has told
I go to make the changes that are bold
I have myself, and that can be enough
It can be done, but alone is tough,
If it pleases, with you I could share in life&rsquo
Let's Go BackwardsHold my hand and walk backwards with me,Let's Go Backwards in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Watching the world rush forward into uncertainty
Farther away from man’s delusions of divinity
Let us craft a different continuity
Where our intentions can unleash our deepest dreams
Growing as high as the most ancient trees
I want to shift in reverse to save my sanity
Explore those places where empathy used to be
Let us burn away all this apathy
We can fly away on phoenix wings
Scorched earth left behind permanently
Where once stood those selfish beings
With a glance over our back at the future of humanity
We can choose not to go so gruesomely
Let walk backwards to move forward with our ow
DifferentThere are many people on this small blue marbleDifferent in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Most are shells though, selves lacking marvel
Many faces in the sea
Yet masks are twirled into their identities
A billion fish in those oceans
Though hardly any worthy of devotion
Lost in music I imagine your smile
Upturned lips lacking guile
Words are rarely such a pleasure
But filled with truth they are always better
When people value honesty at their core
It’s quite amazing how things can soar
Keeping eyes open and patience finds
Those whose values strikingly define
A quite contrasting reflection and a deeper impression
Than many others whose thoughts lack introspection
Rare ones li
GrowthI thought too quick and would act too slowGrowth in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Well that is how that story used to go
Learning worth and adding value
It wasn't much but in time I gathered
Strength to grab and twist jaded thoughts
And realize what my worth has bought
To not let masquerading facades
Prove to me I am wrong
My reality is stronger than yours
Tossing away such discord
And don’t take me to be disrespectful
That ignorance sure can be blissful
Pop politics and words all hollow
Soulless music and the lies you’ll swallow
That sounds fine and good
I’ll just dance to a different tune
While you bash your head up against those walls
I can just walk by, h
Morning Thoughts of YouEarly in the morn with long sips of brewMorning Thoughts of You in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Through thick clouds the sun is shining through
And I just can’t help but think of you
Vivid reflections on the back of closed lids
And the echo of a sweet laugh played once again
Enveloped by these feelings you stir within
A fire in the eyes is my weakness inside
The energy of a spirit that rises high
A soul that has been knocked down, but not afraid to fly
Humanity though has made me calloused
Imagined woes and lack of balance
Recoiling at their repugnant presence
Ramparts of my mind raised high in the night
Protecting myself from man’s sad plight
Throwing back all of the world’
The Game Has ChangedPiercing through a smog of irrelevant ignorant thoughtsThe Game Has Changed in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
These souls don't know what they have bought
The path that they have wrought
Material life has them rot
Beyond what needs should be sought
Bank accounts become high scores in a game that has been reset
Reality built around faith in debt
Now is the time when beliefs are put to the test
Rational minds not at their best
Empty holes sown of their life's investments
Hungry Minds and Angry Bellies
Who will you answer to when food lines stall?
Which one is your leader when lock downs fall?
To test the dream American is a treasonous guise
But they will not even tell us the reasons why
The b
Jiggles, chapter oneJiggles, chapter one in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jiggles… how I hate that nickname.
Annet, my elder sister, used to call me like that when she did something which would put us into trouble or when she wanted to be “friendly”... if by friendly we understand abuse and abusive jokes.
She was an artist, I can’t say no to that; she painted landscapes and portraits with an almost divine perfection, while I was kept behind her, because she had always to be in the foreground.
And every time she celebrated, she ended calling me by that disturbing nickname... I still hate her nowadays for that!
When the day of my fourteenth birthday arrived, she made me look ridiculous by
Amistades que se atenuanEs mediodía...Amistades que se atenuan in Free Verse More Like This
El sol quema mi piel como si estuviera en los avernos mientras la dicha de las personas sólo exacerban mi dolor... Y todo gracias a ti.
La oscuridad en mi ser fue quien me guió en los caminos de la luz para concer mi esencia y valorar mi vida ¿Y usas la tuya como una forma de llamar la atención?
¿No valoras acaso ese don que tienes para ahuyentar a los demonios de la luz y traer a los ángeles de las penumbras como emisarios del verdadero ser?
¿Por qué exiges que la gente se apiade de tí como si fueras un chachorro bajo la lluvia? ¿Realmente crees q
De San Valentin y un hombre soloLos cielos se llenan de nubesDe San Valentin y un hombre solo in Free Verse More Like This
y tapan al sol como si fuera una jaula...
Es San Valentín, quien este día de la miseria
ha llegado a torturarme otra vez.
Otro día desperdiciado, haciéndome más viejo y obeso;
mientras los jóvenes se besan en la calle,
gente de mi edad en los parques se aman
y los ancianos en casa se besan.
¿Y yo? Solo, viendo pasar mis días
ante el fantasma del santo romano
quien sádicamente se burla de mí
hasta la media noche.
Antes, con dinero le combatía,
pero ni eso tengo ya...
sólo me encuentro deseando
que mi vida termine pronto.
Te maldigo, Valentín, santo de la hipocresía;
maldigo tu día desde las entrañas del averno
Jiggles, capitulo 2. Conversando con las plantasJiggles, capitulo 2. Conversando con las plantas in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Recordaba entonces cómo era mi vida antes de este momento; antes estaba yo allí, en un rincón, oculta a los ojos del mundo por culpa de mi hermana y ahora estaba allí, sometida por esas criaturas familiarmente extrañas y viendo cómo mi universo, mi vida, ya eran propiedad de otra persona… ¿Acaso estaba en el limbo? ¿Era el infierno del que leí alguna vez en ese poema de Dante? Tenía miedo.
Lo siguiente que recuerdo fue la tibia caricia de una lágrima recorriendo mi mejilla con fuerte decisión mientras mis entrañas se desgarraban por dentro. Así es, lloré, quizás por primera vez en muchos años lloré de dolor, de desesperación, pero al
Jiggles capitulo1Jiggles capitulo1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jiggles... cómo odio ese apodo.
Annet, mi hermana mayor, usaba ese nombre para referirse a mí cuando hacía algo que nos metería en problemas o si quería ser … si por amigable entendemos el maltrato y las bromas pesadas.
Ella era una artista, eso no lo puedo negar; pintaba paisajes y retratos con una perfección casi divina, mientras que yo sólo podía verme debajo de su sombra, oculta a todos porque ella tenía que trascender siempre.
Y siempre que celebraba, acababa llamándome por ese molesto apodo... ¡todavía hoy la odio por eso!
Cuando el día de mi cumpleaños número catorce ella me hizo quedar en ridículo al convencer a todos que es
Jiggles, capitulo 0: preludioEn la penumbra de las sombras, allá donde se esconde lo más terrible del mundo, existió alguna vez, la pureza de corazón y la inocencia misma. Dentro de dos almas con amor eterno floreció la muñequita más pura e inocente del mundo, de nombre Aleska.Jiggles, capitulo 0: preludio in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Aleska era hija de un exitoso fabricante hacía tazas de té para los magnates de aquellos tiempos en donde la hora del té era cosa seria; siempre mal humorado y de aspecto gris: El Doctor Whilleri; un hombre que antes de ser empresario fue un renombrado médico, famoso entre otras cosas por haber encontrado la cura para e
La diosa de plataEs medianoche.La diosa de plata in Free Verse More Like This
Hoy decidí acompañar a la luna para preguntar por ti.
¿Quién mejor que ella para decírmelo?
Es decir; el lucero más hermoso, la dama que se impone incluso ante venus… la eterna compañera de Gea… quien acompaña a todos en su soledad… Sí, ella debe saber cómo estás.
Porque la luna comprende a las almas solitarias, dado que es una de ellas,
Pero como la verdadera diosa del amor y la dicha, también guía a los corazones que merecen una nueva oportunidad de amar.
Es la luna quien borra tatuajes en el alma, aquella qu
EmparedadoLa gente cree que una de las muertes más horrendas es ser enterrado vivo, sin embargo yo disiento completamente; en serio, yo he estado ahí.Emparedado in Short Stories More Like This
Tal vez el pánico te pueda inundar y sientas cómo ya no existes para los demás mientras intentas salir de tu prisión fútilmente….peor si acabas de despertar y te das cuenta que y todo acabó antes de tiempo pero… Para serte franco, al terminar el día, el peso de la tierra encima de ti habrá aplastado tus vértebras y órganos internos, dándote una muerte aparentemente lenta, pero no demasiado cruel. En resumen, ser enterrado vivo no es la peor manera de morir, no señor. La peor manera de mor
En el espacio infinitoEs un maravilloso día ¿No es verdad? Todo lo que vemos actualmente era una simple fantasía en 1815, ¡Cómo han cambiado las cosas en setenta años! ¿Cierto?En el espacio infinito in Short Stories More Like This
Has oído de ese sujeto en Whitechapel que desmiembra a las mujeres? ¿O del hombre que en la feria universal construyó un hotel donde asesinaba a sus clientes? Bueno, ellos no eran personas muy distintas de ti o de mi; simplemente que fueron aceptados por ellos, principalmente porque sus mentes eran demasiado grandes y ya no cabía nada más…. Si checas los incidentes, todos fueron después de la llegada del hombre al espacio.
Sí… Las cosas nunca fueron las mismas después de ese día del 38; e
Requiem por un amor imposibleTú sobrevivirás a mi muerteRequiem por un amor imposible in Free Verse More Like This
y a otro, en sueños habrás de inspirar,
pues real no eres y soy consciente
que juntos jamás podremos estar.
Busco tu escencia en otras personas,
mas cuando creo encontrarte, desapareces
y de nuevo, me encuentro solo.
Rodeado por las penumbras del alma...
Tus lágrimas nunca limpiaré,
mas buscaba tus ojos en alguien similar...
Sin éxito.
Viéndote sólo en sueños.
Sé dónde verte y cómo te encuentras,
figura inmortal, boceto de mi verdadero amor;
mas te quiero junto a mí, en MI vida,
para verte a los ojos y decir que te amo.
Sin embargo, no eres real,
sólo eres una imagen fría y sin alma...
Pero te ofr
Ichigo's Visit to masakiIchigo's visit to MasakiIchigo's Visit to masaki in Settings More Like This
by ~akyoto1
To say it was a dreary day would be to lie.
The sun was shining high in the sky.
And though the mood on earth was as solemn as could be, there was a girl who could bring out
the best in any day.
She said her goodbyes to the shiny stone and took her leave so her love could be alone.
And to his mother he simply stated, something somewhat out of character for a frowning, orange
haired, substitute shinigami.
"Her smile rivals the sun, the moon and the stars,
It can thaw any frozen heart within miles,
Her mouth gently gives encouragement needed,
She has given me something required to keep my heart b
The Calm part 2 to the StormThe Calm- Final chapter to The StormThe Calm part 2 to the Storm in Settings More Like This
by ~akyoto1
Ichigo didn't know where he was or what was going on; all he knew was that he needed oxygen.
As if on cue; air began filling his lungs and greedily he devoured it.
Wheezing heavily he dug his palms into his eyes struggling to make the gruesome images, of his wife and child's lifeless and deteriorating bodies, disappear.
'A dream?' he thought. 'No not a dream a nightmare!'
Ichigo couldn't fathom a life without Orihime…
'Orihime?' His head snapped to the side where his beautiful wife slept.
…
'Where the hell is she?'
Ichigo soared out of their bed, dread filling his heart.
Th
Loves lost InnocenceI bathe myself in your scent.Loves lost Innocence in Free Verse More Like This
It's nauseating.
I'm a crumpled mess.
This loves lost its innocence, there's nothing more gut wrenching than this.
Love like never before says the kiss,
My heart wishes it never knew loves existence.
Now I'm here lying where you left,
Drowning myself in our bed,
Wishing I could soak in the essence of you,
But knowing this bed was not shared only by two.
Betrayl Chapter 2A/N: I am sorry. I promised that the companion piece to Orihime's Confession would be out for White Day. I am having a bit of trouble with writing Ichigo's Confession. I have an idea of where I want it to head but I have no clue how to put it to paper. Also you may have noticed Loves lost Loves Gained is now Ulquixhime. The more I wrote for that story (which honestly I didn't expect it to take this long) I decided I wanted to change too much and was heading down a new route so instead I put it as Ulquixhime. As for this chapter, I want to be honest and say I kind of know where I want this story to go. It's a combination of an old ichixhime stBetrayl Chapter 2 in Settings More Like This
The Art of PatienceBarefootedThe Art of Patience in Free Verse More Like This
and heavy hearted
(...always waiting...)
at the water's edge
nothing but silence and roaring waves
(...always waiting...)
when I was young and blind
this place bored me
(...always waiting...)
but now I can see its beauty
and how patient the sea is
(...always waiting...)
At night the water is black and full of stars
its surface holding the moon to the sky
(...always waiting...)
"Can you teach me to be patient?"
I ask while
waiting
waiting
waiting.
Optical ConclusionsBecause your eyesOptical Conclusions in Free Verse More Like This
they once shone silver
like the moon
and brighter than the sun
and every star in the galaxy,
but now they are just black holes.
Empty.
Ravenous.
Consuming.
If I Were the RainI would dance in the streetsIf I Were the Rain in Free Verse More Like This
and sing to the world
bringing smiles wherever I went.
I would play on the leaves in the trees
and every lush green blade of grass
admiring the delicate petals of flowers.
I would watch over the adults
and kiss all of the children
that time forgot.
I would wash away the pain of the world
and nurture the seeds
of new life and hope.
...If I were the rain
The PathI smell their smoke,The Path in Free Verse More Like This
sickly sweet,
like vaporous nicotine
laced with incessant hatred
for their mothers and fathers
who never cared enough.
All The Stars In Heaven She sat at the edge of the world, watching as the sun set in a splendid pallet of gold and orange. Vast black silhouettes of the encroaching night unfolded. For an instant the sky was empty, colorless and blank, a waiting canvas for the coming night. The heavens darkened as the sun slipped under the covers of the horizon, taking with it the warmth of daylight. Slowly the moon rose upside down, curved like the hunter's bow. The night settled around her undisturbed, almost as if she were a permanent fixture of this place. Curious and courageous shadows came crawling to slip into her lap, curling up and kissing her face like countless cats wAll The Stars In Heaven in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I'm just jealousI'm just jealousI'm just jealous in Free Verse More Like This
I'm just jealous of you,
I'm jealous of your lustrous body,
I'm jealous of your happiness,
I'm jealous of the things you do that I can't,
I'm jealous because I love you,
I'm jealous because I would do anything for you,
I'm jealous because the mere though of you makes me feel queezy,
I'm jealous because I would like to have you here,
I'm jealous for all those things,
I'm jealous about even more things,
Because I'm just jealous of you.
You're my life lineYou're my life line,You're my life line in Free Verse More Like This
Without you I'll drown,
I'll sink to the bottom,
And in the journey,
I'll see only emptiness,
I'll see only darkness,
At the bottom,
I'll crumple,
Under the pressure,
I'll break,
In the end,
I'll return to dust.
A given for a lostA given for a lostA given for a lost in Free Verse More Like This
I give but I also lose too,
I gave everything,
My heart,
My time,
My money,
My feelings,
But I lost equally,
My mind,
My sanity,
My patience,
My will,
But still,
I keep on giving,
I keep on losing,
I must be mad,
I must be crazy,
I must be in love.
I sinkI sinkI sink in Free Verse More Like This
Each day I sink a bit more
The first day I just knee in water
I pray that everything I'm hearing
That everything I'm seeing
That everything I'm feeling
Is just an illusion.
The second day I lay down
Water starts covering my ears
So I don't hear all those beautiful things
Then water starts covering my mouth
So I'm unable to speak
To yell at the dark
To shot curses at the void
Now the water is covering my eyes
So that i can't see your beauty anymore
I'm blind to everything that could cause me joy
I'm blind to everything that could cause me pain
Finally the water covers my nose
So that I can't breath anymore
Why br
Wooly JumperWooly Jumper in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Chrrrrr?" Francoeur tilted his head with a curious glance to the object that Lucille was holding in her hands. She had two long sticks and was looping thin blue thread between the two sticks.
"Ah, Francoeur!" Lucille smiled softly as she scooted along the love sofa, making room for her exceptionally curious house guest. "Here, come here." she patted the spot besides him and watched as he quickly obeyed, and took a seat besides her. She held up her knitting and pressed it to his front, and had to giggle when she saw that permanent curious look on his face. "Ah, this is knitting," she explained as she lowered the goods. "I am threading this w
Wet Wig "Francoeur?" Lucille walked into her room, removing her wings in the process like an expert, shutting the door behind her with a nudge of her hips. "Francoeur, are you all right?" she asked gently as she saw the shaking form of the giant flea sitting in an opportune corner of the room, his jacket, mask, and scarf discarded on the floor. "Francoeur, come on, show me…"Wet Wig in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The night had been going so well, she and her blue companion had been on stage performing for the usual crowd when there had been a disturbance at the bar. Seemed somebody had been drinking a little too heavily, and was causing a scene. Lucille had continued the
My Two Dads"And I wouldn't be interested in your daughter even if she was the last woman in Paris!" Raoul threw an arm up in frustration as he and Emile exited another building they had made a delivery to that morning. "Tch, some people! Think they know everything... and honestly do you really think I'd look good with that girl of hers?" just how he had ended up almost being matched with the elderly woman's daughter was beyond him but it had somehow happened.My Two Dads in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I'm pretty sure she didn't mean any offense, Raoul." Emile replied quietly as they climbed into their vehicle, Charles as always sitting in the front seat waiting for them. "Maybe she just wants
BirthdayBirthday in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He stared at the decorations that were being put up around the Cabaret, and narrowed an eye behind his white mask as he walked out into the middle area where the tables and chairs were. Given the time of day the chairs were upside down and hanging on the tables, since the floors needed to be properly swept, mopped, and polished before the nights show would begin.
"Ah, bonjour Monsieur Francoeur!" one of the younger workers around the joint chirped cheerfully. "Are you well today?"
Francoeur nodded happily, before looked at the decorations with a confused look to his eyes. Whilst a lot of the members in the Cabaret thought it odd that a man
Imposicion y Resistencia (1a. Pte.)Imposicion y Resistencia (1a. Pte.) in Historical More Like This
México, 2 de diciembre, 2012.
Prefacio
Casi nunca toco el tema de la política de forma directa: el discurso siempre sabe incendiario, anarquista, repetitivo y burdo; sin embargo, esta vez haré un intento pues, un mentor ya me dijo que cada uno debe movilizarse desde su propia plataforma y por fortuna/desgracia, este blog me sirve.
No sé quiénes lean periódicamente cada texto que escribo pero, si esto llega a alguien y le deja algo ya será ganancia.
I
Ayer, Enrique Peña Nieto (candidato que postuló el PRI) hizo toma de protesta para cumplir el protocolo que lo coloca como presidente de México. Ayer, desde antes de que el priísta realizara
Un deseo...Le encontrás en la cocina con un aire inocente, mientras el vapor del agua en la tetera se escapa con tiernos remolinos traslúcidos, y te pierdes entre las notas de un tango que escucha sin motivo alguno y que tararea al no saber la letra de memoria. Escuchás la música; olfateas ese humo a distancia y pillas que es café lo que prepara. Se acerca a la mesa, vos le ves de ensueño. Sus manos finas, sus ojos inolvidables y esos labios que... Te reís, pero esa personita a la que cuidás no se percata.Un deseo... in General More Like This
Entrás en ese cuarto estrecho, ocupado por un frigorífico viejo y un calentador que sería capaz de recordar una vida entera (por tu mente pasa fugaz
HeartflowerHeartflower in Free Verse More Like This
Armaste un corazón
con la certeza de una autopsia
y lo dejamos allí
a merced del humo de los carros,
de las ardillas, de los balones.
No recuerdo qué conversamos
pero armaste un corazón.
Y debió ser algo importante
porque nos alejamos de esos sitios comunes
donde todos nos veían
y armaste un corazón.
En serio, ¿qué dijiste?
Lo más vívido son tus manos
juntando arrejuntando
pétalos moribundos
y polvo, harto polvo
entre tus dedos siempre polvo
mis dedos/polvo
mis manos/polvo
mi cuerpo/polvo
Entre tus dedos, siempre polvo
sobre todo en los finales,
después de los créditos y el hidden track
en medio del silencio
cuando el
Imposicion y Resistencia (2a. Pte. Final)Imposicion y Resistencia (2a. Pte. Final) in Articles & Interviews More Like This
"Si así no lo hiciere, que la nación me/se lo demande". Esta frase importantísima en la toma de protesta, en los labios de Peña Nieto sonó con gran desdén, con tremendas ganas de evitarla, como si la simple idea de que el pueblo le demandase algo le pareciera repugnante: el tono de su voz incluso subió de manera forzada, un temblor en su timbre se delató. La frase la soltó breve, fugaz, para que nadie se diera cuenta de que estaba allí. Demasiado tarde: cada seis años nos dicen lo mismo: "si no lo hiciere, que la nación me lo demande" y, justo ahora, ante una fuerza opresora, incapaz de soportar las críticas, incapaz de negociar (pobre, no sa
A Moment of What?See it's times like these I wish things would go my way.A Moment of What? in Free Verse More Like This
I wish the rain would stop and the sun shined.
I wish the glass never reached half empty.
I wish the glass never reached half full.
That way I'd never be sad.
I could navigate my way around the crisis of everyday living hoping for it to be compressed into a single minute.
That way I can be without fear, be without nightmares and live out my life from dreams.
Constantly interfering in the act of what I would love to be in this nonstop madness of life.
The way I move towards up and down should speak volumes.
Each move is marked with precision and aimed towards the benefits of mys
Sit, Wait, and WonderHe sits & waits & wonders.Sit, Wait, and Wonder in Free Verse More Like This
For what? I doubt he'll ever know.
The time checks by him in haste as he slowly watches himself progress.
Nothing really matters, nothing makes sense.
He sits because it makes drinking just a little bit more enjoyable than it already is.
He waits for someone to forcefully shake him out of his drunken daze.
And he wonders if what he is now is enough.
The man loves to ask himself the obvious questions because he's the only one with the slightest idea of what that answer can be.
The conversations in his head makes him sound wacky and a lunatic.
Perhaps,
He was destined to be slightly more screwed than the av
Getting on Uplife is so simple in the moonlight it never amazes what comfort the darkness brings.Getting on Up in Free Verse More Like This
away from the madness outside, constricted to the sounds of a beat conductor with the cold concoction of cranberry and tequila.
the sweet life inside the cup provokes me to do so much more but I sit and practice my patience
because life is running on an hour glass and I just happen to be staring at it day after day waiting for the world to pick me up and place me on something important.
its no worries to sit around and do nothing, staring and waiting for the door to kick in
And I keep drinking and I keep hiding just waiting for something to drag me out
Flower CycleIts beautiful to take the time to witness a flower grow.Flower Cycle in Free Verse More Like This
The elegance of it forming and the tragic of witnessing its death is life.
Time and time again you wait each day to see the flower continue to progress through its fragile life in hope of forever.
Even though the heavy rain and the troubled hurricanes you can still rely on the hope of the flower growing up.
You can't give up on the strands of work you put into it.
You struggle to climb out your cave, your bed is just too heavily comfortable because nothing seems to happen when your in comfort.
Your safe haven is never in danger but you want to peak into the dangers of the cliff a
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