Snippy - Poem of DoomSnippy - Poem of Doom in Free Verse More Like This
Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these days you'll run right out of luck,
Your empire will fall, and your ego besides,
It's karma for sure, like the turn of the tides,
And then I will lol, sitting in my own muck,
Coz after all this I just won't give a f***.
Gum"Why hello good sir!"Gum in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"It's quite a beautiful day, today!"
"Say, are those your crops?"
"What do you grow here?"
"Gum? Like gum trees?"
"Then what kind of gum?"
"I beg your pardon?"
"I grows the chewin' gum."
"Now, you can't be seri--"
"I had this chewin' gum farm since mah daddy gave it to me, and his daddy cave it to him."
"You can't grow chewing gum!"
"That's where you're wrong, you can grow chewin' gum, and we gots all kinds of it here."
"Well, we got yer Apples, Oranges up in the Northeast corner, and in the southern part of the feilds we grow various kinds o' mints, spearmint, peppermint, and yer reg'lar mints, and over by the house we grow some blueberry gum, but that's for the kids durin' the summer."
"Not at all, if you don't like any of that kind then go down the street, Jed's got more Tropical flavors than I do, said he pulled in a good yeild last year and his crop's been lookin' mighty fine t
Interesting pointsIf America is the country with purple mountains Then why do they look gray to me?Interesting points in Free Verse More Like This
If parents are worried about child molesters, why do they let their kids play sports without shirts on?
Have we invented anything new lately? I dont think we have.
You know what we ought to have? A car that drives itself. It would save us time from having to drive the car places.
Eventually, everyone in the world will be a fat lawyer.
We have Soccer Moms and Football dads, where are all the Baseball Uncles or the Volleyball Aunts?
Does anyone ever daydream anymore?
If we have all the nuclear weapons, why should we be worried that someone else has them?
Why do we call it Internet spam when its usually a scam?
Sooner or later we will never use the letters C or K in our alphabet.
Idaho is a funny word. Its also funny that its the greatest practical joke on the face of the planet.
If we have so many dangerous jobs the we made robots for, when do you
Tale of the Lonesome VigilantThe Tale of the Lonesome VigilantTale of the Lonesome Vigilant in Short Stories More Like This
Not much can be said, when you think about it. I met him when I was young, and this is how he told me how he met me.
His hands plunged deep into the cooler, it had long since stopped working, much like everything else in the shattered store, he wasn't sure what kind of store it was, he had just happened along it when he was wandering the highway and passed by the broken blackened walls of the beyond-aged building, before his stomach growled, and he decided to look inside. The door was long since rotten, and even his gentle push caused it to fall off its hinges, clattering to the floor. Now looking through discarded containers for any sign of edible food, he could find next to nothing, just forgotten scraps of things that perhaps used to be food, not even rats had touched the scraps in several years, and he sighed in disgust.
He skimmed the store shelves, a ruined plastic bag lazily floating on a cool gust, the same gust ruffling the many sheets and tun
Writing example"What Aetherial force denies you right to witness your own destruction? Ignorance? If any one creature is so clouded by their oen delusions, are they not warrant to their inevitable demise? it is a shame you will be cleansed, and fate has struck her barb through your heart, but that is the will of forces not within my control, for the Gods call out for your destruction, I am their Knight, their Paladin, their Champion."Writing example in Drama More Like This
"And you?! Such arrogance! I have seen millions of worlds razed, heard of your conquest, and yet I find myself in awe at your audacity! You are no more a Knight than the cold infinite void! Your bold claims fall upon deaf ears and your own doom and ignorance will be your undoing."
"Perhaps you do not comprehend, or your perception is clouded by ignorance beyond my comprehension, your history burns, along with your people, and it is ehre that you will share their fate."
"Then If you are the conqueror I have heard of, you are certainly overstated, you would kill a captive
Backstory-JarKaiJarKaiBackstory-JarKai in Profiles More Like This
Long before the first hobbled steps of man, even before the concept of their existence, Tore was dominated by many different species, but one figure loomed among them all, A demon named MagJorKal proclaimed himself the God of the world of Tore, and ruled over the creatures and people with a cold ruthless fist.
JarKai was born into the Qeevan race, a species who alliance with MagJor was strenuous, but mostly neutral, she showed no true potential in the usual Qeevan Crafting, Geomancy or Primancy, but was skilled enough to be accepted as a soldier for MagJor's forces. During a routine near ritualistic arena match, in which one half of MagJor's army was pitted against the other half, JarKai showed promise with two KandDal blades taken from an opposing forces commanding officer. MagJol then set her through trials in which she faced numerous waves of enemies, and, after seeing her defeat them all, he then asked her if she would face him in combat, to which she dropped her blades and
Pellingrad Chapter 1The cloudy upper levels of the city always had the brightest mornings, despite the spires forcing the morning sun to wait until it could crest their impenetrable barrier to brighten up the city’s stacked streets. While the sun would eventually grace the levels exposed to its warm misty light eventually, it only illuminated the first few levels, leaving the lower levels forgotten and drenched in shadow, and cursed with eternal night. Even this brilliant morning, with a sun shining in colors that would make the best of painters envious, the sun-dappled streets and their many denizens already about their daily routines and the slight humming of guardian drones floating effortlessly over the avenues and boulevards could be heard from Jar Kai’s room.Pellingrad Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As feeble rays of sunlight silently clawed into whatever corner of the Qeevan’s room that they were able to find some purchase, Jar Kai was doing her best to ignore the creeping light. She rolled over, not wanting to face the
Pellingrad-Take 2-THE PELLINGRAD SAGAPellingrad-Take 2- in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Part-1 When the Sun Shone Brightly
Chapter 1-The Creation of a Legend
The morning sunlight poured into the small bedroom, with it's approach it awoke the sleeping Qeevann girl, Jar Kai. She winced, her four red cat-like eyes blinking uncomfortablty as the sun inched across her face. Trying to evade the sun's rays, she snaked her long neck around her her bed's pillows, but finding no respite from the sunlight. She groaned as she grabbed her face, rubbing her tired eyes, attempting to fish out the source of her discomfort.
Sitting up in bed, she threw off her heavy covers and planted her feet on the warm sunlit sandstone-shale floor of her apartment. Opening her eyes, she took in the sight of her small room. It was mostly tidy, most of her posessions were lined up on shelves that wrapped arounf the upper part of her apartment, they were lined with dusty tomes and manuals. She looked at them intently. "Today is the day," she whispered silent
Why Is It?Why is it that some poeple cannot accept that when they press the 'lock car' button on their little key remote, the car will make a subdued honk to indicate: "I am safe, I am secure", and continute to press the button like a chimp several times, the car each time beeping and honking back at them several times before they finally get across the aprking lot and out of range?Why Is It? in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Why is it that most people will attmpt to shout through a solid window, or even a brick wall to try and get a chid's attention while he plays basketball 50 feet away from the wall in quesiton, rather than the parent walking the simple 10 feet to the door to enter the gym, walk up to the child and say: "it's time to go."?
Why is it that most movies and media depict the Staue of Libery, a symbol of American freedom, being dismembered? POSSIBLE ANSWER: We are honestly waiting for someone to invade us or encroach on our soil so we have a semi-legitimate reason to go berserk in the streets on a blood-feuled rampage of glo
-Fiction- PrologueThe light of the star shone through the bridge's glass, the Turbulence circled the nearby star with the last of the United Earth Fleet Corps ships. The UEFC, or the UFC as it was known in its earlier days, was a fleet that was constructed to combat the rising tide of armed violence that had been carrying out in the outer colonies. In 2547, humanity had colonized many of the planets in the Sol system, and ships began to leave the solar system to populate other worlds for human colonization, but with all that came the hard task of supplying each colony with arms and equipment, with the latest and farthest away being the least equipped, some colonies had descended into cannibalism after pirates had attacked food shipments, leaving the farmer and colonists to fend for themselves, the outer colonies then began the Colonies Isolation Movement, the CIM didn't appear to pose much of a threat, but black market dealers, looking to make a quick dollar out of the war, sold arms and ships to-Fiction- Prologue in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pellingrad Races, a PrimerAn Introduction of Races in PellingradPellingrad Races, a Primer in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Written and Edited by the Board of Geneology and Cultural Studies of Pellingrad (under the High Council Era of Saymel Malencor, Most Honorable)
When within Pellingrad, one must always be aware that even though the city is what might be considered a 'melting pot' we, in fact, try to preserve the individual customs of each race to their fullest, as to show good faith in any one species good nature, and to allow them the soveriengty to live their lives as their ancestors have. In regards to larger audiences, we have prepared this simple system to help you identify each race you may encounter within the City of Pellingrad.
May it Always be Eternal. Bless Pellingrad.
Recognizing the class system
Due to a race's individual tendencies, there are several ways to measure their importance in our society, there are overall contributions, and there is overall prominence. We have perfected a system that will allow us to adequetly classify each ra
APH FF Wizyta u PolskiCzy widzieliście kiedyś konferencję?APH FF Wizyta u Polski in Comedy More Like This
Nie mówię tu o zwykłych konferencjach, gdzie najważniejsze osoby świata spotykają się, żeby poważnie dyskutować o sprawach w czystej teorii arcyważnych dla przyszłości pozostałych państw.
Nie mówię tu o G8 czy o Parlamencie Europejskim.
Nie mówię tu nawet o normalnych konferencjach w kraju.
Mowa tu o Konferencji Krajów.
Jedna właśnie odbywała się w Niezwykle-Tajnej-Bazie-Na-Nieznanej-Wyspie-Gdzieś-Koło-Ameryki* w wielkim budynku przypominającym bardziej Wersal niż cokolwiek innego. Sala, w której odbywała się owa "konferencja" aż kipiała od barokowych i rokokowych rzeźb, figur, obrazów, wazonów, kwiatów, krzeseł, stołu, służących i czego jeszcze dusza zapragnie. A że miała wymiary pudełka do zapałek 10000
Oda do PapieruPusta kartka.Oda do Papieru in Short Stories More Like This
Patrzysz na tę kartkę, która leży na Twoim biurku. Zwykły kawałek papieru. Prawdopodobnie z specjalnego bloku rysunkowego dla artysty, lub z brystolu.
A może po prostu to papier używany do kserowania?
Nie ma koloru czystej bieli. Nie pada na Ciebie blask świeżego śniegu czy ekranu komputera z białym tłem.
Widzisz po prostu papier. Pełen nierówności, lekko żółty. Choć może to od żarówki.
Ale jeśli weźmiesz na dwór, w piękny słoneczny dzień, oślepia Cię nieskazitelnością. Nie masz nawet siły zerknąć na ten boski materiał. Lecz jeśli trafisz na pochmurne, smutne niebo, pochłonie Cię ponura szarość papieru. Gdy powędrujesz na łąkę, czy do lasu, zapewne wyda Ci się, że kartka śmieje się zielenią. A jeśli postanowisz naszk
W Swiecie Basni cz2W świecie BaśniW Swiecie Basni cz2 in Short Stories More Like This
Część 2 - Świat Baśni
Chociaż wypicie kubka herbaty zajmuje 5 minut, minęło dobre pół godziny zanim Włóczykij oznajmił, że czas na wycieczkę. Jednak gdy zapytałam, czy trzeba coś zapakować, spojrzał na mnie jak na kogoś, komu trzeba dwa razy powtarzać zdania. Nic nie mówiąc, zaczął grzebać w kieszeni.
- A oto będzie nasz środek transportu! powiedział po chwili dumnie i wyjął z kieszeni... swoją harmonijkę.
- Za przeproszeniem, chcesz złożyć z niego odrzutowiec? zapytałam wątpliwie - Nie wiem, co chcesz zrobić, ale z tego nie zbudujesz raczej Bambo Jeta.
- Po co nam jakiś Bambo Jet? W porównaniu z gigantycznym i głośnym samolotem, MÓJ sposób jest szybszy, dyskretniejszy i o wiele bardzie
W Swiecie Basni cz3W ŚWIECIE BAŚNIW Swiecie Basni cz3 in Short Stories More Like This
Część 3 - Dom
Nie pamiętałam momentu, gdy bajki przestały mnie pocieszać. Nie pamiętałam, jak Włóczykij wziął mnie za rękę i wyciągnął z tego piekła. Nie pamiętałam, jak się dostaliśmy z powrotem do małego mieszkania w kamienicy.
Wciąż przed oczyma miałam puste paciorki Misia Uszatka.
Siedzieliśmy w milczeniu w moim pokoju - paradoksalnie właśnie tam, gdzie się to wszystko zaczęło. Włóczykij oparł się o ławę. Nie widziałam jego twarzy, gdyż głowę miałam pochyloną w dół. Nie chciałam, aby zobaczył moją rozpłakaną i pełną czerwonych plam twarz. To mi przypominało, że praktycznie nienawidziłam, gdy ludzie widzieli mnie zapłakaną i ka
W swiecie basni cz1W Świecie BaśniW swiecie basni cz1 in Drama More Like This
Komentarz odautorski (tak, w tym miejscu, bo na 90% przeczytacie):
Chciałabym co nieco powiedzieć o tym fanficku. A w zasadzie nie o fanficku, tylko o takim osobistym apelu. Wymyśliłam tę historię trzy miesiące temu, pewnego zimowego wieczoru, zainspirowana własnym małym, aczkolwiek mocno dającym do myślenia wydarzeniem.
Przede wszystkim - po przeczytaniu tego opowiadania zaczniecie myśleć, iż to kolejny fanfick o fance i postacią z anime w roli głównej. No cóż, jeśli tak pomyślicie, srodze się zawiedziecie (lub odetchniecie z ulgą). po pierwsze - nie jest to żaden romans. Jest to opowieść jak najbardziej poważna, która ma czegoś nauczyć (lecz czy nauczy, lub przypomni, sami powiecie później). Po drugie - nawet jeśli zachciałoby mi się napisać opowiadanie o mnie i
One day.. Another dayI hear myself sayOne day.. Another day in Free Verse More Like This
Come what may.
I hear myself say
I will not think about it til another day.
One day I am brave
And want to take on the world,
Another day I find myself
Laying in the corner, curled.
Some days I find myself
Clear headed and able to think
Other days I find myself
Confused and on the brink....
One day I know I will find
The middle of this wide spectrum,
One day I will find
The balance and it will be welcome
Take PrideYou need to take prideTake Pride in Free Verse More Like This
in the man you have by your side
I'm not saying I'm going to take him away;
I'm just saying he's been over to play.
I'm not the type of girl
that you would expect.
I'm the nice girl;
no signs for you to detect.
Keep an eye on your man;
know where he is.
If you don't, you can be certain
he's gettin' with this.
The TruthI'm telling him the truth today,The Truth in Free Verse More Like This
Whether he likes it or not.
I know his heart belongs to someone else
So I do not have a shot.
I know I may be selfish
By telling him this news,
But I already know my chances
So what have I got to lose?
And maybe one day he will remember
And know my love is for real.
This love and deep devotion
I am about to reveal.
His ButterflyHe called me his butterflyHis Butterfly in Free Verse More Like This
And I had to ask him why.
He told me
From the moment we first spoke
He could tell
My heart had been broke.
He said the bitterness
I wrapped myself in
Was like the cocoon
the caterpillar would spin.
As we talked
and I opened my heart
He said this tender feeling
Was just the start.
I doubt he will ever know
How his butterfly will grow.
the cyclebirth, where it all beginsthe cycle in Free Verse More Like This
prosperity, where we grow and do great things
glory, when we are praised for all we have done
decline, everything we have attained starts to crumble
destruction, the end to the chapter
rebirth, when we start anew with the knowledge gained
title of this poemi can't go on. i will go ontitle of this poem in Free Verse More Like This
i can't go on. i will go on
i can't, i've been though enough
done all i can do
helped all i can
it's time for the curtain to fall
i will go on
as long as i'm needed
i will be there
this is my destiny
one i can't escape
random poem that is titlelesswhat awaits merandom poem that is titleless in Free Verse More Like This
in the end?
what does the future hold
for someone like me?
not pure in the slightest
yet not villainous
only a bit tainted
what does the world have in store?
and what will i take from it?
will i live my life as is?
a ghost burning time?
or will i come out of my shell?
and make waves in stagnant pools?
only time will tell
for it tells all stories
yet to each their own
picking the content
my heartbaby youve had my heartmy heart in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
since da first time we talked
youve had my heart
since october 12 2007
you won my heart over
with the sweet little things you say to me
baby girl you have my heart
and you will have it till death do us part
i love you baby girl
falling fasterI'm falling faster than ever before. I scream your name as my heart breaks once more.falling faster in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Do you even notice my pain? I'm dying right in front of your eyes and its you that takes the blame.
All I've been doing is giving you what you need. I've been waiting for your love, I'm still waiting even when my soul bleeds
I can't loose you, not yet. I wish there were no mistakes, no regrets.
But I have so many that led you to this.
Now I pay the price, so much pain that seems to be endless.
It hurts so bad when you don't choose me. Even worse when you believe someone else can make you happy.
We've been through so much Why would you throw all that away for someone you can't touch?
I look into your eyes and tell the truth. You have to realize what I do for you.
I have nothing but a broken heart. My love you for is forever, just like I told you from the start.
why is this happeningwhy is this happeningwhy is this happening in Free Verse More Like This
why are they trying to take you away
all i wanna do is hold u in my arms
when i found out u were fading away
i wanted to be their so bad
but i knew i couldnt because you leave so far away
i love you baby and i cant loose or let u go
PardonWith a cosmic shake and slap,Pardon in Free Verse More Like This
order is restored.
An artist athlete's comeback.
I live your pardon with you.
Suddenly all the possible
can be seen all at once.
You will find me
dancing in my kitchen or
singing in the garden.
My insane co-dependence
seemingly has purpose now.
a gratitude of the purest distillation.
We will sit on your front porch again.
We will talk and ask questions.
We will drink coffee.
We will be children.
God! It really is this simple.
HummingbirdLifting my heartHummingbird in Free Verse More Like This
Over a wall
To feel the rough
Stone of it
At the top
I see that
You have turned
Your eyes are smoke
Your storm cloud
Rains on my wall
Beating like a
NativePlantains towering, Goliath of the herbsNative in Free Verse More Like This
Great wide leaves filter the sun
Temple of green light
Two small black eyes, shiny peppercorns
Peer at me from under her home of fruit
My friend with the melodious name
Looks cautiously down
I look up at her
She does not understand that I love her
Lonely SunsetLonely Sunset in Free Verse More Like This
The source of all warm light streams that shine over us.
Giving life and passion to all living and making the day brighter.
It shines over us and smiles at us with its warm light.
But soon all of that is coming to an end.
The sun starts to go down.
Starting is final journey towards end.
The colors of the sunset mean that the light is fading.
Now darkness rises over the lands and embraces them.
Cold winter winds blow through out the world.
The warm light of the sun is replaced by the cold winter wind.
The depression of the dying sun consumes all and we fall.
Now a grey sky hangs over us.
Snow falls from the angry heavens.
Trees crack and whiter due to the cold days!
All hope is drained from our bodies.
We cry and hide under the warm blankets.
Wanting to hear the songs of the birds and see the warm sun.
See the flowers coming to life.
To dream big and to play all day!
But that isn't happening for now.
Now it's time for winter silence.
All those drams of ours must w
All That ShinesAll That ShinesAll That Shines in Free Verse More Like This
All that shines is what matters the most.
We fight to protect the light.
We give our lives in order to preserve the future.
Hope is little but not lost.
Darkness tries to consume us.
It fights us for control.
Hunting the night with fear!
Making us weak!
The fight for our future never ends.
Endless sorrow and pain!
We moan for the ones we lost.
Our beloved heroes gave their lives in order the young ones to have a future.
A future of hope and light!
A future without fear and demise!
But then all hopes are crushed.
All that stays of the way of evil is demolished and crushed down!
The army of evil prepares for battle.
The battle that will change us!
In what direction is unknown.
The outcome will decide our fates.
All evil now rises to face the light.
The battle is unavoidable.
Our destiny will be decided tonight.
No longer will one side exist!
Now let's face the fear.
Fill our hearts with light and courage!
Now the time has come.
The time to Shine!
Never Too LateNever Too LateNever Too Late in Free Verse More Like This
Alone I am.
Only the shadows of the dark are my friends.
Nothing is there for me into the darkness.
All my friends have abandoned me.
I can't see the light of the day.
My soul is exiled into darkness.
My dreams are no more.
The only thing left for me is desperation.
Nothing can save me now.
I have no longer the passion to live.
My body has reached its limit.
I can't take it anymore.
I give up.
I have no purpose to live.
All is lost for me.
This will be my end.
One last breath and a shot in the head!
My life flashes in a moment of end.
But then you reached for me.
You gave me light of hope.
I never thought I could be saved.
But you showed me love and compassion.
You taught me how to live again.
To love and then again to be free!
You gave me hope.
Gave me new life!
And a new start!
You tolled me "Past could be forgotten"!
Every day is a new day.
Day of unknown history!
And this history will one day turn into an amazing past memory.
This is a new start for me.
A new hope sh