Sliver of the Moon Chapter 1Things were not always as they seemed with my appearance. A while has passed, and I was able to keep things the way they were. For three seasons now, I have kept something inside of me away from the others. Still, I feel as though the next time it happens, the truth will be revealed. I am Noah, and this is my story.Sliver of the Moon Chapter 1 in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was a couple of months since season three passed, and a few things were taken care of. Alejandro got his old body back and was looking as sharp as ever, Sierra somehow grew all her hair back in an instant and could walk again, and Ezekiel was no longer a berserk animal. Things were back to normal for them for sure.
"Good to be back to the way it was, eh?" said Zeke.
"I'll say," said Sierra.
"I sure don't want anything like that to happen again," said Al.
"You guys are all lucky that you're back to the way you were. As for me, nothing much has changed," I told them. I walked off feeling rather uncomfortable with this. They were considered normal now, but not me. Not with
Total Drama Nintendo Episode 1Disclaimer: This episode of Total Drama contains scenes of extreme stunts performed by animated teens! Do not try any of what you see here at home. Seriously, you could get really messed up!Total Drama Nintendo Episode 1 in Fan Fiction More Like This
*fade into me, Andrew*
Andrew: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the fourth season of Total Drama! This is going to be a season hosted by a new star, me, Andrew Mantynen. Chris McLean has been forced to retire now. So, what do you say we plug into some real action here? *sees bus arriving* We have a good set of players here, and they're here to compete at this giant Nintendo arcade for a prize of ten million dollars! That's tenfold of last season! Now, let's meet our contestants! *enter the following players* Owen, Gwen, LeShawna, Harold, DJ.
LeShawna: So, you gonna be hostin' this season instead of that two bit egomaniac from before, huh?
Andrew: Yes. Yes I am.
LeShawna: Glad to hear it, bro. *we fist pound*
Owen: *whistles* Look at that outer design! Imagine the construction team it took to build
TDN Episode 26RecapTDN Episode 26 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Andrew: Last time on Total Drama Nintendo, it was a big fast pacing race through the glorious Green Hill in Sonic the Hedgehog for our three semifinalists. They gathered their own Chaos Emeralds and used Chaos Control to get through. They faced off against Eggman and his new Egg Mammoth. Cody delivered the finishing blow to it and won the challenge which was really a reward challenge because we're having the final round with all three of them. His reward was his own Chaos Emerald. *end recap* So now, it's time to decide the winner! Find out who's going to become the champion and win ten million dollars! Right here! On Total! Drama! Nintendo!
Episode 26: A Super Smashing Ending
Andrew was busy with how the finale was being set up.
"Is everything ready?" he asked his two best interns.
"Just about," said Hayley.
"We've got it now," said Eric.
"Perfect. This is going to be a finale no one will forget," said Andrew. He turned to the camera and said,
"Well, here we are
Sliver of the Moon Chapter 2I had recently woken up from my nap to recover from what happened to me. I was still a little sweaty from what I went through.Sliver of the Moon Chapter 2 in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Good. You're awake," said Bridgette.
"I take it you guys didn't leave me alone so I could rest, huh?" I asked rather sourly.
"We came back in a couple minutes before you woke up, so we left you as much privacy as we could," Cody told me.
"So, Noah, this girl named Sabrina seems to know about your problem and how it occurred last night," said Beth.
"Can you tell us what you know?" Tyler asked me.
"Well, I can tell you about it, but Sabrina will tell you more about it when I'm done," I told them. "You see, my family comes from a line of werewolf transformations that I didn't find out until last night. The first transformation always happens on the full moon after someone's 17th birthday, and mine was most recent. I could feel it coursing through my veins. My parents told me all about it when I had turned 16 last year and in a year from then, my life would change
Total Drama Nintendo OpeningSong: "I Wanna Be Famous"Total Drama Nintendo Opening in Fan Fiction More Like This
-The cameras open up with one of them dropping coins, another holding a DS taped to it, one from below with a Goomba on it and the fourth and last one pushing a Koopa Troopa aside until another coin drops past the screen starting the travel through the arcade
-During the look see at the arcade, you see me wave a Wii Remote to the crowd where we dive into the Mushroom Sea
-In the Mushroom Sea, Owen swims around until a Blooper steals his swimming trunks
-At the surface, Harold is performing his kung-fu poses on the Warp Star from Kirby until he hits a Paratroopa and lands in Metroid
-In Metroid, Trent has a Metroid stuck to his face with Gwen trying to pull it off
-Go to Ice Climber where Eva and Tyler are climbing up the mountain with Eva being ahead of a tired Tyler
-Pan over to Sierra and Ginger boxing in Punch-Out!! for Cody's heart; Sierra smacks Ginger a good one, and Ginger falls out of the ring and lands on top of Cody, concerning Sierra
Sliver of the Moon Chapter 5This was just plain great. And I meant it in a sarcastic way. Not only was I under this freakin' curse, but now three of my old friends were under it too. So now that made four werewolves to deal with. Well, at least if I was purified, the curse would be lifted from Ty, Zeke, and Al. I didn't count on this to happen though.Sliver of the Moon Chapter 5 in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Is everyone ready for the 2nd night of the operation?" Sierra asked the others.
"We are," said Bridgette.
"Now remember, Noah bit us so you have to deal with us now," said Alejandro.
"We'll do what we can to save you, Al," Gwen said to him.
"And you, too, Tyler," Lindsay said hugging her boyfriend.
"I know I can count on you, Lindsay," Tyler said kissing her good luck.
Tyler's Poliwhirl, Alejandro's Tauros, and Ezekiel's Venusaur were all alongside my Noctowl since they were cursed now.
"I do have a way to weaken the beast forms, but it could be drastic," said Sabrina.
"Anything to get us to calm down and get this thing off our chest," I told her.
"Well, it's somet
TDN Episode 11RecapTDN Episode 11 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Andrew: Last time on Total Drama Nintendo, it was a special safari hunt down in the Johto region of Pokemon. Most of the contestants managed to catch Pokemon in the Safari Zone and trained them for a big battle tournament, while others did not. It was a clash of power and a battle of wits, and in the final round, Harold beat Sierra and won Team Pikmin the game. Nikki also brought back a little friend with hers. In the end, Beth of Team F-Zero was the next to go. *end recap* What will happen from here on out? What does Hayley have planned for Gwen and Trent? Does Ginger's belly look cuter than usual? Find out today! On Total! Drama! Nintendo!
Episode 11: Beaten To The Punch-Out!!
The players were in the shop again today. The items were now only half off. It was a special today. Team F-Zero had 8 points, Team Pikmin had 11 points, and Team Metroid had 12 points.
"Since everything is half off today, we can get better items for cheap," said Gwen.
"Let's get that ball
Sliver of the Moon Chapter 6It was the eve of the final night of the three night full moon period, and I was really scared now. And so were Al, Ty, and Zeke. The four of was were in a serious pickle. I wasn't sure if this would work, but Sabrina seemed rather confident.Sliver of the Moon Chapter 6 in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Sabrina, are you absolutely sure than once the second half of the night starts, you'll be ready?" I asked her to be sure.
"I promise, Noah, I will save you and the others you have been who have been cursed with this ordeal, and you and your family will also be cured of this nightmare. You just have to believe in me," said Sabrina. I took a pause to make sure to think of what I would say, so I hugged her and said,
"You're welcome," she said softly.
Meanwhile, everyone was making a plan to make sure that this operation was going to be a complete success.
"All right, guys, we're here on the eve of the final night here, and now it's time to get serious!" said Harold.
"Why are you captain?" Heather asked him.
"I'm not. I just wanted to ac
TDN Episode 25RecapTDN Episode 25 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Andrew: Last time on Total Drama Nintendo, the players had come to the final four and were put to work in the gaming business of WarioWare. It was there that Wario made them employees for the day and gave them a job of making their own games. Ginger made one that involved cutting a piece of pie, Cody made one that involved connect the dots, Nikki made one that involved putting a skull on a skeleton, and Noah didn't get to finish his game. In the survival part, Cody was the triumphant one and, in a shocking turn of events, Nikki was the one to say goodbye and leave. *end recap* So now, we are down to the final three players: Ginger, Cody, and Noah. Which two will be making their way to the final game? Who will be the biggest loser? Find out today in the semifinal showdown! On Total! Drama! Nintendo!
Episode 25: Sonic Colorblind
Andrew was busy making the semifinal challenge. He had to make sure it was epic enough to give Ginger, Cody, and Noah a really run for the
TDN Episode 12 Aftermath 2*insert TDN Aftermath title sequence and clips of eliminated contestants Eva, Sadie, DJ, Beth, and Harold*TDN Episode 12 Aftermath 2 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Episode 12: Aftermath 2: Case and Save Point
*pan open to the aftermath set*
Bridgette: Hello, everybody!
Geoff: And welcome to Total Drama The Aftermath!
Bridgette: Today, we all have some very special events going on. We have our most recent eliminated players coming in and telling us about their experience.
Geoff: But first, let's see hello to our good friends in the Total Drama peanut gallery!
*pan over to the people in the peanut gallery also with Josh*
Josh: Hello, everyone! Joshua Phineas Alexander Francis Belmont here alongside as a fellow co-host of the aftermath!
Geoff: Surprised to see him?
Bridgette: He thought it would be good to stick around for a while.
Josh: We have a surprise for all of you. But first, how about we bring out our first eliminated contestant? She's tough, she's gruff, she can smash a boulder into rubble if she felt like it, give it
TriumphTriumph in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
triumph for the King
His truth will be acknowledged
all shall be revealed
love itI used to play in sandlove it in Free Verse More Like This
Before I realized it was glass
So now I play in glass
Because no one else will do it
No one else will touch it
But my skin gets cut for nothing
So I may as well
And I may as well
halifax at nightThere's fire in my hearthalifax at night in Free Verse More Like This
With smoking, burning of the oven to the brim
Of all delusion
Leaves no trace of sin
In each cup bloodied, a flower of seven
Each petal, a cockle
Each ending to begin
I want to ride that Ferris wheel again
Until the daylight droops all swoony
Past the moon and to the doorway
creates a shadow
Heaven help me
the undertakerOh, he was pale and grey-skinnedthe undertaker in Free Verse More Like This
No sleekness to his coat of human hair
Not every silver lining's there
Not every silver lining's there
And a needle he held in his one good hand
Shaking like mad
He was shaking like mad as he took my neck and he
Made me feel something
I guess I hadn't felt before
Lord and he licked my wound till it wasn't sore
somnambulistI am, in fact, a dancersomnambulist in Free Verse More Like This
I have one dress
I wear it every night to bed
And dance like hell in my dreams
But dreams, you'll see, make little sense
So be it pure coincidence
Or something on a map
I had a dream quintet, ago
My legs became quite tense
They snapped right off!
Those two long limbs
And I haven't seen them since
shawarma, evenI want to lose my virginity to the right girlshawarma, even in Free Verse More Like This
But not because I feel it's sacred
I want to lose my virginity to the right girl
Like I want to try dessert pizza for the first time
With the right girl
dadSafely away on the passage of loversdad in Free Verse More Like This
I spread your spare parts to the sea
A quiet moment for our departed management
Our ever-towering presence
Our flesh knife
For watching with eyes, and nothing else
All day, you sat
Bulbous chin over books about fishing
And reeling them in
And you never did talk
Or sing to me like a father should
An old hymn to reinstate my atheism
And to scold me for it
seriously, don't talk to meBite into the appleseriously, don't talk to me in Free Verse More Like This
Or I will shave you
Off of the horrible cliff of hair you have
Standing on your head
You're a delivery man
I think that's cute
In fact, it's the only cute thing about you
Don't tell me I'm a universe
Let alone yours
Drop the pen in your hand
I don't want your phone number
Have been a bridge for quite some time
Am an island out of sight
Those flowers somewhere else
I don't want your number
On me, then walk away
I don't want a suitor
Or a saviour
Or a martyr
Or a candle to have sex near
I can burn fine by myself
I can burn fine for quite some time
I can burn fine out of sight
I burn fine, don't put me out
no nameMan, I'm just a little bit damnedno name in Free Verse More Like This
Just a pinch
I am all that I am
I am tired of talking about
But here I go again
Not everything I write is a memoir
Course all of it's a portrait
And not everything she does gets darker
But it's charcoal as I swallow it
I don't know how I can, no throat
All brain and empty cellophane
human piesonce there wasn't a bear that didn't eat dianahuman pies in Free Verse More Like This
its noggin wasn't phone
it gave paula herpes and genitals
paula was in the classroom baking human pies
nick wanted to find some loving
and diana ate oatmeal
far away in a phoenix cageI don't want to die outfar away in a phoenix cage in Free Verse More Like This
Like you die
Am the kite
Hold me tight and let me go
In a few weeks time
I'll turn bright blue
And become your sky
Oh, what would you do without me?
To change and expand at will
Oh, what would you do to be free?
A year in the county jail and three
Years away from me
AromanticI never feel the urge to stare,Aromantic in Free Verse More Like This
I never feel the butterflies,
I never feel my cheeks going red,
I never feel warm and tingly inside.
I’ve considered that I could be gay,
Or even possibly bi.
But both of these would still include
These feelings I should have inside.
Thus I suppose there’s no conclusion.
I’m no different from who I thought I was.
I’m just bad at being straight,
There can be no other cause.
However when one does some research,
One can discover what I might be.
One can look into the overlooked,
The unknown genre of asexuality.
I don’t ever feel the urge to stare,
And I don’t feel the butterflies,
I don’t feel my cheeks turn red,
But it’s okay because I know who I am inside.
DE-23 Part I Chapter 2DE-23 Part I Chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I couldn’t believe my luck. Of all the people on the excursion, I had to be put in a group with Casey. It wasn’t like I had anything against her or anything, but things were just awkward between us since I’d left the school. Too much had changed. Too much had happened… How was I going to get through the day without talking to her? I guess I’d just have to do what I always did. Not talk.
“Well,” Casey was the one to break the awkward silence between the teens in a group of strangers, “we better get started on that worksheet.” She held up the sheet she had taken from one of the teachers up the front to read. Her face went from showing excitement to disappointment. “We just have to find things,” she said quietly.
“What? Let me see.” A small year eight boy took the sheet from Casey, only to have it plucked from his hands by the tall year eleven with sandy blonde hair.
DE-23 Part I Chapter 3DE-23 Part I Chapter 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After arriving home, I’d decided to go for a walk to clear my head, maybe stop somewhere to do some drawing. I picked up my sketchbook and my lime green pencil case and shoved them in a bag before heading out the door.
Since I’d just moved here, I didn’t know my way around the area, so I decided I might stop at the nearest bench. I was lucky enough to find a small park that had a bench right under a tree. Perfect.
I was walking towards the bench when my foot caught on one of the tree’s roots. I went flying forward and dropped everything. My thin pencil case managed to fall in such a way that it landed over a drain and went straight through the bars. It had all of my art supplies in there! I crawled over to the drain and looked through. It was within reach, if I could only fit my arm through the bars.
I couldn’t just leave my pencil case there, so I decided it couldn’t hurt to at least try and reach it. I s
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I waited by my locker for Brandon. He was taking forever! Where was he? Had he forgotten that I needed to talk with him?
The school was deserted. Everyone had gone home after the fire and as far as I knew, the two of us were the only ones here, though I’d spotted a news crew or two at the scene. I could still see dark smoke rising above the buildings into the air, becoming less dense the higher it rose. I was itching to investigate, but for the first time in a while, I had more than one important mystery to look into.
I looked to my right. There he was. “Took you long enough!” I called.
“I needed to make sure I had all of my books.” Brandon said it like it was obvious.
“Yes. Now what was it you wanted to talk about?”
“I think we may have superpowers.”
“Straight to the point, as usual,” Brandon said, with a sigh.
DE-23 Part I Chapter 4DE-23 Part I Chapter 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” I murmured under my breath. I couldn’t stop staring at my hands. My hands. They were purple. I had purple hands. With claws. And fur. Claws and fur. I had purple furry hands with claws. No, they were paws. I had paws. Purple paws! And that was just my hands.
There was a purple tail coming out of my lower back. Not to mention the matching set of cat ears sticking out of the top of my head! Oh but don’t worry, I still had my normal ears. So in total, I had TWO SETS OF EARS!
Okay, deep breath Ember, I thought to myself. I was sitting on a toilet seat in a bathroom cubicle. I must be insane. No, it was for a good reason. I was hiding. Because of the cat features.
I thought it over. Was it something I ate? No, that’s stupid. Growing purple cat body parts wasn’t a symptom of food poisoning the last time I checked. Ok, maybe tracing back my footsteps of something would work. I
A DE-23 ChristmasA DE-23 Christmas in Short Stories More Like This
DE-23 was, yet again, gathered in my living room, looking exactly the same, but for the Christmas tree in the corner and the tinsel my mom had hung on the walls around the room in colors of gold and red. It was Christmas Eve and we'd all agreed to do Kris Kringle, so the day of giving gifts had arrived, and everyone had decided my house would be the venue.
Eleven pairs of eyes looked at me eagerly. I sighed. "You don't need my permission." Everyone waited. "Give your gifts," I mumbled, and the room came to life. Everyone swarmed to find the person whose name they had picked out of my hat, and because no one seemed capable of doing this in silence, my living room resembled the school's assembly hall before announcements began.
Aberdeen emerged from the crowd in front of me and handed me a stick wrapped in wrapping paper. "I got you a gift. You're welcome."
I looked at it. "It's a stick-"
"Open it!" he interrupted.
I sighed and unwrapped the gift. I looked at it. "It's a metal
GlassGlassGlass in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Trust is weak
It takes time to gain, and must be handled with care
The smallest mistake can beget a break
Some can ignore the fracture or try to repair,
Others cannot see past it
If the breach is ignored, but the trust still tacit,
The fissures can be multiplied
More cracks can form, and before it is ratified,
It is impossible to see past the ruptures
It only takes one more gash, and then it rends
The trust is broken into pieces, too many to number
Too unobtainable to mend
The reflections of what once was remain
But nothing can be done to make it the same
The Face of my ReflectionI do not dare look in the mirrorThe Face of my Reflection in Free Verse More Like This
I do not dare look at the water’s face.
Though the eyes I see are mine
I cannot help but hope they are hers.
Every time I look, I think it is her.
My hair has grown, and is stained with dye
My skin is pierced, but her memory hurts more,
I strive to make my reflection unrecognisable
But I still assume it’s her.
It’s still her face.
It was supposed to be an adventure, as pirate twins
A journey by boat in secret
On a lake that was playing pretend as a vast sea,
But our fantasies were overturned
And so was my reality.
And then she was lost.
Tans, glasses, scars.
Nothing I do is enough.
I look into the mirror
And I stare into the eyes in the face of the lake.
I expect to see my reflection
But that’s never what I see.
It’s always my sister staring back at me.
ApartApart in Free Verse More Like This
I couldn't see the consequences-
As I tried to trust my heart
I just couldn't resist-
The blind love that ceased my wars
Helping me let go of the struggles-
That I foolishly held in my hands
I freed the thoughts that quarreled-
Tears fell in order for me to stand
Truth can be the worst enemy
Lies can be the strongest ally
Harmony isn't immune to tragedy
Because you made a myth out of your apparent humanity
Mistakes can never be renamed! / Scars can never be erased!
Compassion is used as bait! / Two sides to every face!
A piece of peace is caged! / Watch the bridge burn away!
I'll desecrate the meaning of “passion”
You redefined my every moral
There will be no hesitation
I won't need anyone -anymore-
I ignored the risks-
Of handing over my hope
Killed by a kiss-
Turning my world to stone
I believed in your deceit-
And I fell too hard
My mind endlessly screams-
My Invisible LifeMy Invisible Life in Free Verse More Like This
My Invisible Life
On the surface of anxiety
Getting used to this melancholy
They'd always be here to help
I've always only had myself
Opening the gates to this hell
And the screams are revealed
I let my sorrow and resolve meld
My desires are overtaken
I know this isn't right
But my lies weren't convincing
So this will always be my invisible life
Dreaming Of BloodDreaming Of Blood in Free Verse More Like This
Dreaming Of Blood
I lay solemnly asleep-
Crimson droplets rain down
The heavens are weeping for me-
Releasing all the tears that I won't
I'm cradled by the secrets from within
And the promises of hope that I'm afraid to sing
Along with those memories that bring me to the very brink
My closed eyes peer up at the sun-stained sky
Painting a portrait of a desired life
Yearning to feel what it's like to live without strife
As my unconscious hand reaches for a trustworthy knife
I open myself up for the first time
And experience my body shiver and cry
A RED RELEASE! / A LIQUID SCREAM!
A CHAIN UNLEASHED! / A NIGHTMARE FREED!
Casting away the years of past consequences
I hit rock-bottom many times before- so I'll do anything to become painless
I temporarily let go and stop another era of darkness
And I can feel once again from acting so careless
I consider it harmless if I survive my own carna
Rain Of DarknessRain Of Darkness in Free Verse More Like This
Rain of Darkness
Something inside of me...broke
The very core of my soul...snapped
I became surrounded by a numbing cold
I blinked and everything faded to black
When you left me alone-
I felt this eternal betrayal
When you decided to let me go-
The dependance I hid became unstable
The weight on my shoulders collapsed
While the world I once knew- wasted
The bottled up remorse relapsed
I was consumed by hatred
Thou have forsaken
Others will taste my conviction
Hope, itself has been taken
Along with every form of justification
Why am I the one abandoned?
I never took ANYTHING for granted!
Re-fracture and amplify the fragments
AND TELL ME THAT WASN'T YOUR INTENTION?
I'm a fraction of a remnant
And that's an understatement
You knew this would happen
When you took back our salvation
Something deep inside of me...crumbled
The center of my heart...stung
I made even the shadows
Era Of SilenceEra Of Silence in Free Verse More Like This
Era Of Silence
Cascading glares swim around my whole body
Searching for some kind of flaw that I might have
But they don't realize that my life is the problem entirely
I can hardly keep on hiding all of the imperfections I secretly grasp
Denial is simple / If you say so
Pretending is impossible / I can't let you know
So I no longer speak for myself
No, not anymore
I feel that I deserve this hell
My pure torture
I'm just too snared by the knives in my back
No one wanted to accept me for who I really was
That's why I had no choice but to put up this wounded act
But I guess that's what the feeling of losing everybody does
Guilt is truly consuming / If you succumb to it
Sympathy is harshly damaging / The infliction is endless
I always put myself last
But first to feel the carnage
I let peace slip through my hands
I hate being so goddamn selfless
I hold my head up high toward the sky
So the tears will eventually dr
Reflecting IllusionsConvincing skies reflect my dreamsReflecting Illusions in Free Verse More Like This
Translucent mirrors mimic my visions
Revealing only what I want to see
Erasing runaway thoughts of opposition
In this perfect world of mine-
I am in complete control
There are no illusions of wrong or right-
For the filter to reality is my own
Stereotypes are nonexistent
Thus, there is no swift judgment
And there are no moments of hatred or resentment
There is no shame! / There is no pride!
There is no pain! / There are no lies!
Serenity is the number one priority
Hearts have full immunity to adversity
And tears have yet to be given an opportunity
A home where promises aren't broken-
And people aren't taken for granted
A place where discrimination is dormant-
And hope is freely handed
My eyes paint the desired
An infinite radius is my canvas
Fantasies continuously transpire
It's an art form that defines: unpretentious
Nightmare: The Tragic LoverNightmare: The Tragic Lover in Free Verse More Like This
Nightmare: The Tragic Lover
In the silence
I can hear the lyrics
Of my mind's awareness
You're hidden from the world
Only to be known by me
My fate is foretold
You're the end that I wait to see
The remnants of rust consume
The taint covering my heart seeps through
I am dying from a cancer that was caused by you
All it took was a wound
From the kiss that would seal it soon
I just wish that I could take you down too
From something so blissful / Bore a mask of deceit
I remain so resentful / I don't know what to believe
A being that could damage / A feeling that could heal
You pushed me over the edge / You made me wish it was real
I find myself pathetic
That you were just an anesthetic
I used you until you fulfilled your purpose
Now I don't know who the real monster is
What have we really become of this?
One whose heartless and the other is painless
These dark mirrors
Are the protective barriers
Of the true lies of one another
You were my angelic desire
A hope that I h
Inner DemonsInner Demons in Free Verse More Like This
Praying for the prey
A saint so blissful
Don't let the old scars awake
A storm of rage comes my way
Idle hands yearn to be unfaithful
Even the heavens won't feel safe
I am my greatest fear
I am my own worst enemy
The glares I give myself are fierce
I barely hold onto this false harmony
My twisted thoughts flicker / The acts of a sinner
The silence of a confessor / A secret held forever
The madness took over / Becoming hell's harbinger
I am the lawless; I am executioner / This is my will; this is my terror
I hated my own reflection
Knowing the truth behind the lie
I destroyed my own protection
I tore down the walls in my mind
The light has darkened
A past so painful
Forcing fury to descend
No more trespasses to repent
I am the child who became spiteful
I have been devoured by my inner demons
The Spoils Of WarThe Spoils Of War in Free Verse More Like This
The Spoils Of War
On continents- Wars have been waged
And bad blood as been shed
In countries- Leaders have been made
And some promises were never kept
In towns- Peaceful protests have been planned
It was just another way to fight against
In cities- Raging riots have been started
Because they were fed up with all the bullshit
There are established governments
Who are supposed to be for the people
But they continue to make corrupted investments
It's just a group who exercise and taint their freewill
We have soldiers we praise and soldiers who shock us on the news
Some fight for their nations and some fight with their titles that's abused
We have police officers who serve and protect, but there's also dirty cops
Each one has a reason but some are just in it for the money, which is never enough
There will always be another side! / There is always another face to hide!
Greed is in cahoots with pride! / Envy and wrath devou
A Spark In The DarkA Spark In The Dark in Free Verse More Like This
A Spark In The Dark
After I had met you-
I found out that hope can be so wounding
And now I know what meaningful desires can do-
The pieces of my dreams are still crumbling
You made me fade in-and-out of your Heaven
Allowing me the taste of peace momentarily
And then right back to testing my withdrawing patience
While I plunge back into my same old Hell called: vulnerability
This feeling...is too raw
A tug of war between different kinds of torment
I'm missing you...so much
The rift between us seems to be infinite
Don't go...don't leave
Don't let go...of me
But when you left me for the last time-
I knew that the wrong kind of love can be so fucking addicting
I realized that you combined my truth with your lie-
You always made your words so fucking convincing
You forced me to despise what I will never have-
As you pretended to hand me m
Je t'aimeShe told me, "I love you this much!"Je t'aime in Free Verse More Like This
stretching her arms out
as far as they could go, fingers taught
I looked at her, eyes smiling
and asked, "Only that much?"
"That's all there is." She replied.
And I agreed,
"Vast oceans can not compare our our love,
T h i n k i n gI want to write of the tigerT h i n k i n g in Free Verse More Like This
crouched in my doorway,
the smirking hyenas at my bedside,
Apollo's love life,
beautiful Seattle skies I only dream about,
and girls with dragon scaled spines.
But it's all just tornadoing
around inside my head,
bouncing off my castle walls
straight jacket medicine
in an attempt to save me from myself.
So, I'm going to sit here, in the dark
as the clock tictictics away the minutes
of my evening as I stare into the face
of everything I've yet to write.
Sometimes I wish I knew the girls I write about.Believing God speaks to her in riddles,Sometimes I wish I knew the girls I write about. in Free Verse More Like This
She feels most alive
when hanging out of windows.
A fearless free faller
with an adventurers heart,
and innocent New York eyes.
and impossible to snuff out-
Forgive her, sweet father,
for she has sinned.
It's been three
At night,black birds rest on my eyelids.At night, in Free Verse More Like This
I am drowning in their feathers.
My dreams are old movies,
( laid out in silent film. )
I asked you to lie to me,
to this supernova skin
to kiss cookie crumb freckles
along my braille throat
as I smothered you
in disheveled heartstrings.
( It did not matter your crow eyes frightened me)
Speaking to me in God's tongue
of watercolor skies
and mid-morning realities.
As we live in a wonderland
of giggling hyenas &
Milky Waymy body is a road mapMilky Way in Free Verse More Like This
of hazard signs
but on the days
when the mirror
is nice to me,
i can hear
like little racing
beneath my skin:
you are not worthless.
you are strong.
your ribcage has a meaning-
these bruises are
ste ti & you are the Milky Way.
roses and brier“I’ve never planted roots-“roses and brier in Free Verse More Like This
believing her body to be
on a road trip
“Well—“ I smiled,
“let’s be like roses & brier.
We will go nowhere, together.”
I long to set this world aflame.I once dreamt of ashes and dragons,I long to set this world aflame. in Free Verse More Like This
as dark ravens loomed over my sleeping form,
planting cadaver kisses along my neck.
Stepping into a river of colors, I contemplated
smoke halos and the unlit cigarette between my teeth.
I asked myself if all of this was worth it-
gasoline rainbows painting landscapes along my thighs.
I'd never smoked a day in my life, but I liked to play with fire.
[Light a match and watch me burn. ]
i am a magenta february.Winteri am a magenta february. in Free Verse More Like This
is still clinging
to my skin,
sleeping within the tangles
of my night witch hair.
65 days to learn
& Icarus, with his
sun kissed fingers
my throat, giggles
knowingly in my ear.
I have misplaced my
of a heart
so many times,
I’m not even sure
it ever existed
they never lie-
Covered in frost
I am a magenta
the imprint of teeth
that bruised centuries
& bed sheets.
Heart:a rebellionHeart: in Free Verse More Like This
in her chest.
she's got skin
unworthy to write
she tapes those
to her limbs
DracoIt was the unwritten poetryDraco in Free Verse More Like This
dripping from her eyelashes
that made me love her.
She was a sinking ship,
and I longed to descend
into the watery depths
of her eyes-
I could hold
It was the bruises sleeping
on the curve of her hips
that called to me like hungry sirens.
Licking her salty lips,
I traveled the scattered freckles on her back.
Shaping an angry dragon as if together,
we were part of the sky, all long-limbed,
tongues and teeth- she whispered,
"Do you know the story of Draco?"
MonsterI'm staring intoMonster in Free Verse More Like This
This parallel universe
Crying my tears of black
I see it now
It's horrible face
It's menacing ways to kill
He's a wreck
He's a bitch
He's a faggot
What else can you say?
You've already got him convinced
The mirror is a crime to him
But his paint to hide the fate
He paints to love
To find a shoulder to cry on
To find the confidence to ware it down
To a science
To paint over pain
To paint over hate
To paint over a broken soul
Maybe to hide the fact that he's hurt
But what else can be taken
When he's faking it all?
Paint over it
Paint it and hide it
ShockEvery time you touch meShock in Free Verse More Like This
I can feel a spark
The bolts running strong
Through the veins
Grope me harder
Because I know it's a crime
I couldn't find a simple care
For those who disagree
But I love you
Not just for the satisfaction
But for you being yourself
I wish you'd electrocute me
Down on me
Shock me hard and long
These are just little benefits
Of being in love
Even when my mind
Screams at me
The lust and compassion will clash
I can find a compromise
To where I can be in love
But let my demons roam free
Distant lands and power
A Hundred WaysI can taste your bodyA Hundred Ways in Free Verse More Like This
On my lips
So sweetly you touch me
I can almost feel the beat
So soft the feel
But how strong the emotions
The temptation and confusion
Is almost the reason why
I love you
I love you for you
Is it the lust
Or is it the passion
That I love about you?
Out At SeaSometimes I feelOut At Sea in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Like a ship out at sea
Waves drifting out
And with them, they take me
Sometimes I feel
Like a problem is a wave
And the larger it will get
The harder it will be to save
I feel like it's rocking
Steadily back and forth again
The farther I get
My voice loses command
The waves may caress me
But they won't retreat me to the bottom
I won't let the tide recede
And bring to me another problem
When I'm docked by the ocean
I look back and dream
Of the days before
I lost my heart out at sea
Ghost of YouYou say the scars are your tattoosGhost of You in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Of battles lost and won
I swear I get so lost here dreaming about
Bleeding it out just for fun
When I sold my heart to the one and only
I traded my soul for a dime
Said ‘I don’t need it, it’s nothing but agony
And a pain that a god could define.’
I could cry for my sin
Or my parched- bound heart
But I cry for my fear and my pain
And my exceptions to fall apart
I can cry out my depression
And I can cry out the pain
But the ghost of you
Lives inside of me waiting for me to go insane
Can I bleed him out?
Scream out the evil?
Regurgitate the insanity?
Or could I ever shout for an interval?
But I cry for an S.O.S.
Because myself is trapped in the dark
I let the fear of my loneliness
Consume my possibilities to a fateful disgusting stark
Inside A GamePivoting footsteps arousing the groundInside A Game in Free Verse More Like This
With a melancholy melody soothing the air
A smell that's so fresh, a sound so divine
But a raging hot temper with a spice of a devil
The eyes with the texture of the brightest moons
Heart with the gold of the deepest mines
But a hatred in Him beyond an understanding
Facing a ghost of the blackest abyss
Finding out a life, like a video game played
Like living with strings to our limbs
We are a game but an instantaneous rejection
Rejection to believe a lie is it's reality
Realization to a lie is a knife to a chest
Cutting a faith to our comfort
Restriction to circulation of our mere life
Like a slaughtered infant to a newly hatched mother
A suffering unlike a wounding
An emotional skyrocketing intercourse
A piercing red flame to a crisp alley
Waving over a brain like an island shore
Alone in a black room
Mastering the art of our mind to a closure
Lights to a closure
Fear to a gaping ajaring
Cranium's to a vulner
AngelSometimes when I lieAngel in Free Verse More Like This
I feel my body fall
Down into a darkened pit
Not a place of a safest haven
Hail beyond a muttering clasp of chains
Some rumor an angel about
But are they to know
Fallen from a cloud
Is a boy in a dream
And as he falls
They follow in a smirk
Snickering about the master plan
Sometimes the one of the fewest words
Has the fewest words to say
But the most words to act
And sometimes our closest are farther
Than we think
Tall, Tall ManTall, tall manTall, Tall Man in Free Verse More Like This
Who are you?
Standing in my back room
Creeping down my every move
Your eyes peer menacingly
They eat my feet for every step
Tall, tall man
Why are you here?
My ears can hear the rhythm of your heart
Thump, thump, thump, thump
What a heart to a melody
Calling me home
Tall, tall man
Where did you come from?
You visit me to occurrence of a match
Ignition to a conflict
You haunt me to my fingertips
You nibble my nails
I guess it's why they aren't there
Tall, tall man
How did you get here?
You are from my darkest reverie
You lurk my days and nights
Never sleeping to crack my lids
Glaring to my perishing soul
I told you already to return
But I know you won't ever leave
You'll always be here
You made the bed and laid in it
Tall, tall man
Evil, evil man
Are you ever leaving?
I don't want my bloodshot sockets anymore
If I coin you a soul will you be gone?
QuestioningI wonder all of the time what would happen if I died just now. Out of nowhere. I went in the bathroom, opened the cabinet, grabbed the pills, and overdosed while my grandmother was asleep. What would happen? When she woke up, she would go in expecting to brush her teeth, just to find her grandson lying on the floor dead. What would she do? Would she sit down and cry? Would she finally understand? Would she finally listened to everything I tried to tell her? Would she cry over my dead body, or would she pick up the phone first? What would my mom do when she arrived? Would she sit over my body and cry? Would it kill her to know that she failed to parent her child? Would she finally see how much she abused her child? Would she want me back? Would she finally have what she wanted? One less burden for her. Is that what she wanted? Did she want this for me? When they took me away, would she trail behind in tears and want me back? Would she ever sleep at night again? What about my siblings? WQuestioning in Emotional More Like This
A Message To The Phobic: Coming Out (Be Yourself)We all start out as a little image of our parental guardian desires. We wear the clothes, suck the bottles, eat the food and learn the morals of the ones we see as parents. But when it comes to a desire of yourself, breaking free of the chains of out parents, what do you do? Are you supposed to tell your parents that you're different than their wanting? Are you supposed to hide? Are you really going to have to stand up, scream and shout, and rebel yourself against those that you love just to achieve the things that you want? In a lot of cases, our parents are the ones who will tie us down the most. You grow up to be the standards that they want to. You are taught not to question those of authority or the morals that you are taught. But what happens when you know that something is different about yourself than your parents?A Message To The Phobic: Coming Out (Be Yourself) in Emotional More Like This
You're starting to grow up now, and you are starting to notice something different. You are starting to see that you are not like the other kids at school. You don't
My Beautiful FilthMy Beautiful Filth:My Beautiful Filth in Free Verse More Like This
We'll start with the rose petals
scattered lavishly across the bed
A symbolic collage of my broken thoughts
like memories crushed and thrown into the winds
they lie where they fall, forever forgotten...
Tacks and nails shall line the floor!
A perfect representation of my painful steps
To walk forward was to suffer
to stand still was to endure
Like the insults thrown at me, like the physical abuse
they drive their way into my skin and remain embedded
Unable to be removed except by force
And now comes the masterpiece, the perfect finishing touch
A wall of words and photographs depicting my sorrows and greivances
The filthy shame of these long years and the pain which I've kept inside
Now I engrave it into this concrete canvas...
Let all the world know of what was done to me
even as I part from it...
For in death I swear they shall have no reprieve!
In life I wanted to be beautiful and in death I shall finally be so
For the weight of
Letting Go of YouLetting Go of You:Letting Go of You in Free Verse More Like This
You abandoned me in the past
without so much as a proper goodbye
One day you simply chose to walk out the door
and you never did come back...
I was angry then, hurting badly
I wondered if I was in some way inadequate
I wondered if you left because I am so easy to despise
and eventually my sorrow turned to anger
I wanted to become great
to show you that you made the wrong choice
to take my strength and throw it in your face
just so you would regret it
But then I saw how happy you were...
In the time we've been apart
You've made a new life for yourself
You've found someone who loves and treasures you
and upon seeing that, my anger faded...
Your smile, that which I fell in love with
is more radiant now than the morning sun
a gentle blush upon your fair cheeks
takes my breath away, just as it did so long ago
Of course, I don't hold any hope for us to be friends
I don't think that it would be appropriate for me to come back
but perhaps one day, if
She's Not Your ToyShe's Not Your Toy:She's Not Your Toy in Free Verse More Like This
Mmm, it's okay sweetie
Just stay quiet
It'll all be over soon...
Creaking springs and quiet eyes
Cold without emotion
The smell of fear is mixed with sweat
Breath like a churning ocean
The waves and tide will push and pull
as water fills the cave
The heart longs to stop itself
when there is nothing left to save
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Jenna
Happy birthday to you...
A shock of pain brings her back to the present
The muscular form above her contracting in the dark
She remembers now that her limbs are pinned
but she would not move them anyway...
Happy birthday sweetheart, you're older now
You've grown up well haven't you...
A single shuddering thrust means that everything has ended
and once again a wet worm is pressed to her lips
The weight lifts from her body, leaving red marks around the wrists
limbs denied blood begin to buzz softly as the silence suffocates
She will not move from here, because i
Whispering to LuciferWhispering to Lucifer:Whispering to Lucifer in Free Verse More Like This
Humans are such wonderous creatures
even when granted the gift of knowledge
They fall prey to their own insecurities
slaves to their own fears and paranoia
Such is the father's gift of free will...
Yes my lord, I understand
but do you not feel disappointment?
The great bringer of light has condemned himself to an eternity of darkness
simply so his father's children may roam free
Without adversity, there can be no acension...
Ah, such a philosophical statement from you
I am well aware that humans must experience both extremes
Without tasting joy it would be impossible to understand sorrow
Yet I fear that my brothers have forgotten that, in a single minded pursuit of-
Aye, clever you are to see that
for these brothers of mine find comfort in the wondrous art of destruction
self-abuse is taken as 'fun', addiction is a personal right
Greed is good and gluttony is gold, sloth is scoffed at
and wrath is protected by the comforting
Where Angels PlayWhere Angels Play:Where Angels Play in Free Verse More Like This
A lonely spark appears before me tonight
amongst the struggles deep inside of me...
Should I give in, will I breathe in?
How much more can I be forced to take
before my soul breaks?
Shards crashing into me
letting me know I am alive
I am barely breathing...
The moon lights my pathway
deep in dark, where we will fade
I've walked past the archway
Where angels will play...
The warmest touch, upon my skin
Wings that glow with sacred light, from deep within
They have come to take me back, to where I've been
Gone away into the winds, my voice forever lingering
Do I alone escape this and find my peace
without concern for what is left behind
Even if I could close my eyes in endless rest
The thought of you keeps me breathing...
The angel that leads me, deep in dark, where I seem to fade;
The lonely spark that keeps me, is the warmth of your heart...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 30th September 2012
The Avatar StateThe Avatar State:The Avatar State in Free Verse More Like This
Just as there are four elements
Existing in harmony with one another
So too are there four states of poetry:
Air is the element of freedom
Exemplified by the use of free verse
It has no structure and no true shape
But allows us creative control
Through the use of air as a poetic medium
We allow our emotions a freedom to be
We allow them to soar upon worded wings
Gliding freely through the skies of literature
Water is the element of the changing flow
It can be hard as ice or as soft as snow.
Its nature resembles the power of rhyme
Which grants us order and a structured mind
By pushing and pulling the words we may-
create a picture of what we wish to say
Painted upon a canvas of emotional lines
We create a sculpture of structured rhymes
Earth is uncomprising
Craggy on the whole, it resembles the concrete
Like the craggy mountains with peaks and valleys
It can take us down
A creative alley. For rock resembl
Aren't You Ashamed Yet?Aren't You Ashamed Yet?:Aren't You Ashamed Yet? in Free Verse More Like This
Truly an object of mystique and mystery
A simple device, with a painted layer
That conceals a face of rotting worms
Oh, I'm sorry, was I supposed to overlook it?
Let me rephrase it in a more appropriate manner
You are a cowardly, pathetic, miserable, filthy
Unintelligent, soul-sucking, perfidious, bag of rotting worms
You who once held my respect, you who were once my friend
you shared in my secrets and you shared in my dreams
But in the end, it was the lies
The horrible, filthy lies that spew forth from your tainted lips...
I guess it was a simple decision
I had no need to keep up this facade
and so I decided that I too should enjoy this game
and I began to taint my lips with lies
Oh how I enjoyed your anguish and misery...
That wonderous feeling of having you squirm
and before I knew it, I found myself wearing
a mask to hide those rotting worms...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 9th
Why I Hate My LifeWhy I Hate My Life:Why I Hate My Life in Free Verse More Like This
Despite the fact that I'm a trained professional
I have to work odd-jobs making deliveries on a motorcycle
The only girl who I ever loved
was just using me as a replacement
The only girl that actually likes me
runs a bar and took over my house
I don't have the guts to kick her out
so I end up sleeping at an abandoned church
I've recently picked up a strange rash
it hurts and I have to wear sleeves to cover it
My only friends are a guy that never comes out from a forest
and a girl that's always looking to steal the meager possessions I have
Everything sucks really
because the one person who cared about me
is already dead...
He was my army buddy, always cool, always the best
I visit his grave sometimes, in the middle of long deliveries
The worst part about everything though
is the fact that the one guy who made my life hell
The one guy who took everything important away from me
just came back to town a few minutes ago...
And you know what he said the moment
This is for the ReaderThis is for the Reader:This is for the Reader in Free Verse More Like This
With the soft touch of his fingers
The piano begins to play, a heart untouched for so long
Bares its secret melody...
When I first started out I couldn't avoid just bein' cold
My life revolved the things that I was always told
I never knew the warmth of standing up to take a bow
It was not a joy that I would ever-ever be allowed
Through all the days I feared that everything would disappear
You held me up and held me close like I was something dear
I never knew I had a part of me that you would like
I guess that's what you feel when you can't even see the light
So this is the only way, that I can
Properly express my thanks
For everything you've done for me
This my way of thanks
My way of thanks
My way of thanks
I can't remember how many times I said I'd quit the game
It felt like I was hitting blocks and always feeling lame
But then you taught me that no matter what, you were here
You read the worst of my works and put
Being A Good Person is a CHOICE!Now, imagine this situation for a moment:Being A Good Person is a CHOICE! in Free Verse More Like This
You are a good father, a wonderful husband.
You go 'pray' every Sunday, doing a wonderful lip-service.
You've taken your kids to soccer practice
And you are ready to enjoy your Sunday.
Tui bu qi, ni ke yi pang wo ma?
You turn around and see an old Chinese lady.
She can't speak English and needs assistance.
You pretend you cannot hear her and drive away.
Smooth-stuff dad, you should return that #1 mug...
To me however, there would be no question.
I was late to a part-time job, it would actually cost me money;
And did I mention I can't speak Chinese either?
Instead I communicated with gestures and signs.
She wanted to go to the train station, as I later learned.
With your car it would have taken five minutes.
But we walked and that is also okay.
To be honest, you might think you've done more good than evil.
You might think there is a welcoming committee for you at the pearly gates.
I regret to inform you however, that
RainRain in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Rings and rivulets of water
Rolling down the panes and roof
Running wildly through the gutters
Resting underneath the porch
Raking wet across the shutters
Remaining still for far too long
Restless children yearn to play
FishermenFishermen in Free Verse More Like This
from tiny boats,
sampans and coracles -
red sails threading the sky
like poppies in the autumn sun.
Whales slip through waves
hunting silvered krill
and the spiny dusk
of urchins clinging to the sand.
And they wait
for lines to pull
their hands under
glistening with eel
hauling the afternoon
back to market
in hempen nets.
PlaygroundPlayground in Free Verse More Like This
All that autumn her ghost haunted the playground;
no wisping phantom, but strident bits and pieces
clamoring for attention - a pair of black patent
leather shoes waiting expectantly by the teeter-totter.
And Sister Teresa had to pry red woolen mittens
off the jungle gym every morning.
Jimmy Boyle kept seeing her sweater at the swings,
its green wooly arms daring him to go higher
and trying to tag him "it".
And her best friend, Jenny Black
could see the flash of her pigtails
throwing copper across the kickball field
where recess waited to swallow them.
The toys vanished from the sandbox every evening
leaving nothing but a soft trail of disappointment
in their wake -
their accusations of neglect
and longing crouched under the
maple trees, swarming with the bees.
But winter proved a discordant grave -
the protest of frozen ground
an errant melody in the schoolyard
and her shoes kept shrinking
and stumbled down the slide,
leaving a thick crust of frost
like somber tracks that said good-bye
Girl WantedI want a girlGirl Wanted in Free Verse More Like This
with her eyes closed
(in black and white)
and does not drink chamomile tea.
She does not watch movies
by Nicholas Sparks
and thinks God
really is Morgan Freeman
or someone she has not met
She reads Goethe, Sartre
and knows Orlando
is more than just
She wears plain white tees
and jeans so faded
her skin has lost its
and her shoes
chew the pavement
with real distinction.
SoundSound in Free Verse More Like This
Something against the sky -
a kestrel wing
drifting godward -
the circle of sound
dents the morning
and turns my ears
second guessing the weight of
and how your breath
measures the morning light.
DriftwoodDriftwood in Free Verse More Like This
around the dawn
as if begging
for a favor,
so smooth and sharp
worn bare by August -
a mermaid's rib
rubs salt from sand,
the battering lilt of seagulls
against the summer sun.
BeadsAnd I will weaveBeads in Free Verse More Like This
and string glass beads across your skin.
I will pick them out - azure and turquoise
like the beach at noon
when the sand makes love to the waves.
I will decorate you in ivory and ivy
bands to kiss
your wrists and ankles and
I will teach your tongue wicked fortunes -
stories that only night can
follow and languages
man is too afraid to speak.
You will wear me
silk and water -
the warm rush of magic,
a noise that rumbles fiercely
and grows restless
in the dark.
pandemoniumdo you know that feelingpandemonium in Free Verse More Like This
the one where everything just sort of
stops and you're left
alone in front of the mirror and it's not
the same person you woke up to
but instead they're just this delicate
porcelain statue will shatter with
one touch into more pieces than there are
stars in the sky and the scorpions scuttling
up your throat keep stinging and burning with a
fire that you can't swallow back down into the
storm that's churning at the very bottom of your
stomach and the wolf in your chest is howling
and threatening to gnaw its way through your bones before
it suffocates beneath the desert stretched across
every inch of your skin and your fingertips
twitch over and over again at the thought of a mere whisper
passing between your lips for fear of the
demons that they may invoke because in all honesty
being human is a cruel and
complicated thing and sometimes
it would be better just to close your eyes and
pray to forgotten gods that maybe
someday the wings lurking under your
CapriciousWords have becomeCapricious in Free Verse More Like This
tasteless to me,
like rotten apples
fit for the worms.
it feels as
though I am
pirouetting my way through
a ballroom full of
tongues made for poetry.
wicked witch when
you need one?
All I seem to do is
dream while I'm awake and,
if we're being honest,
I was never much of an alluring tale
in the first place.
HushHis eyes are the first thing she sees.Hush in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They are red. A bloody crimson, glowing like hellfire in the middle of the dark mass that is he has materialized in, beckoning her closer.
She steps forward, uncertainty trembling on her lips as she reaches out a hand, fingers curling in on each other. The question tumbles forth easily: "Who are you?"
He smiles, his mouth the only other thing visible in an otherwise utterly black figure. "Anyone who you wish me to be. You merely need to give me the orders, and I shall obey."
His voice is otherworldly. It is as if a shadow had learned to speak - silky, smooth, dark and dangerous. She shivers at the sound of it, resisting the urge to hold herself as a chill settles into her very bones. His smile is that of a crescent moon, an upwards curve of a smirk as he watches her like a wolf observing a lamb. "Well, girl? What say you? You did summon me, did you not?"
The girl looks down at her hands. They are forever soiled, though it is invisible, and
His queen, my muse.Pomegranate seedsHis queen, my muse. in Free Verse More Like This
have the most
bitter of tastes.
She is more
than a myth,
There are more
flames beneath her
skin than in all of
Hades. With every
breath she takes,
winter cries out
She is magenta.
A maiden of
jasper and agate;
lily eyelashes and
locks of supple ivy.
a hyacinth among
weeds and sweet
How to love a girl who can't love herself.one.How to love a girl who can't love herself. in Free Verse More Like This
When she cries herself to sleep
six out of seven nights a week you must
say nothing. You must simply take
her in your arms and kiss her gaunt,
pale cheeks and wait for her to
slumber at the sound of your heart.
On the days where she wishes she
were part of the stars, tell her
no. Tell her that there are too many
lights in the sky and that just one
would be forgotten the moment you looked
away from it. Tell her that she is perfect
the way she is: completely human.
Don't let her think about the scars
that no one but her can see. If she
says "I think I'm broken" smile like you
know a secret and say, "No, you're mending."
But do not be the one to fix her - no, she
Do not be ashamed of who you are.At one point in your life,Do not be ashamed of who you are. in Free Verse More Like This
you didn't mind being a girl.
It was only after you met
her that you thought, "Maybe
this isn't the right fit." Because,
if you're being honest, she
deserves a knight in shining armor.
You are not Atlas, my dear.
Your shoulders do not
merit a world of troubles,
but instead love-lined clouds
that whisper, "Do not be
ashamed of who you are."
A woman can be a
champion whose heart burns
with more gold than a king's
castle holds. Perhaps if
you had more faith,
you might find that's just what
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There is no such
thing as stardust
floating in your veins or
gloomy poetry stitched
right into your heart.
Your blood is made of
iron - unbreakable,
unbending and unmatched
by any other stronghold,
for you are a fortress
that they will never invade.
wipe those tears away
and know that
you are the only one
who can reinforce these walls.
I can't write poetry for dead girls.there are tooI can't write poetry for dead girls. in Free Verse More Like This
many pills in this
world and too
much misery in
the human heart
but that didn't mean
that you could just
up and leave when
we both know it
could have gotten better
and i miss you like
a wolf misses her pack
or a goddamn dragon misses
her fire and i'm sorry
that i can't give you
a bouquet of jasmines
(they were your
favorite, after all,
because that was
the only princess
with a pet tiger)
because poppies are
too cliche and i'm
sorry i wasn't there
when all you needed
was a hug and for someone
to whisper "it's okay,
you're perfect enough
for me, don't listen
to that junkie bitch
who just happened to
give birth to you" and did
you know that i'm still waiting
for a reply to that one
email about the world's
best puns because fuck,
there's a stubborn part
of me that still refuses to
believe that you're gone.
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You haven't talked at all today.
Mommy, Daddy, can't you see?
You're really starting to hurt me.
All you do is scream and fight,
and I hear it all throughout the night.
Sometimes I think my eyes will run dry,
yet whenever I do, I just continue to cry.
"She doesn't care about any of this, she'll be fine by tomorrow!"
Daddy, you don't know how much your words fill me with sorrow.
"Can't you just be civilized?! Stop acting like a child, and apologize right now!"
Mommy, please don't make this worse, or I'll run outside and hide in the snow.
Mommy, Daddy, I wish you would just stop everything and be happy again.
I'm hiding under the blankets, writing these words down with a pen.
Mommy, Daddy, can't you see?
You're tearing my heart into one, two, three.
A piece for each of us, a piece of my heart,
the beating has stopped before it could start.
Two sections I wish I could install into both of you,
yet I'm afraid I have not yet found the proper glue.
"It isn't your