Mallory on Maya AngelouMe, a caged bird?Mallory on Maya Angelou in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I'm not a bird, silly!
A little-girl giggle escaped her lips.
So what you're asking me is, why do I sing?
Well, it's quite simple, really.
I sing because I'm happy!
Didn't I tell you about how much I like this place?
There are a few things I don't like, but I love to sing, and nothing would ever change that.
She beams, but the next sentence is in a whisper.
I sing so that I may forget.
What was that?
What was what?
Say Cheese.Hey, you can smile, right?Say Cheese. in Free Verse More Like This
Go ahead. Smile for us.
If you don't, people will complain you're depressed and ask questions.
So, come on. Lift the corners of your mouth (like this, see?) into a curved line. There we go. Nice and sweet. Kind of like those kisses he used to give you.
Next, say you're fine. Add more artificiality if they don't believe you. Hold back tears.
When the worrisome inquirer finally gives up and leaves, hide all feelings that may prove problematic.
The next day, wake up.
Who coulda thought it?They said she was crazy, you know.Who coulda thought it? in Romance More Like This
Her and her father. Bloody blonde dreamers, both of them. The Quibbler? Honestly, the name was as ridiculous as the contents found within. And what in Merlin's beard were nargles?
They said he was clumsy, you know.
Unsure of himself. Weak-willed and a tag-along. Dark mop of hair, untidy teeth. There were so many juicy rumors floating around about what had happened to his parents. And he always kept losing his toad.
Who could've known she was the cleverest of Ravenclaw?
Who could've known he was the most courageous of Gryffindor?
Who could've known that the place they finally belonged...
was together? ♥
and again. (3/18/13) Fourth period, the only class we have together and she wasn't talking to me. Then I saw her crying, in her sneaky little way.and again. (3/18/13) in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
My phone was dead, so I ripped a piece of paper from the bottom of a leaf in my notebook, hurriedly scrawled
on it and put it on her desk.
She flicked it away.
I'd been listening to Drops of Jupiter, which is one of my favorite songs, but suddenly it sounded sour. My happy mood fell flat.
What did I do? Was she just missing him? Was I bad friend? What was I supposed to do?
As I stared at her, watching her turn away from me, put in her earbuds, and tune out the world, I arrived at two conclusions.
1) Seeing someone you care about in pain, not knowing why, and not being able to help is one of the worst feelings in the world.
2) I can understand people that don't c
soft, sad, singI never used to sing sad songssoft, sad, sing in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I never used to feel alone
But night is dark
And much too long
Why does it have to be this way?
I just wish it was okay
For me to tell you
[ when I'm not ]
Why Fall In LoveThere are always the cynical ones,Why Fall In Love in Free Verse More Like This
those who could really care less
And they say,
"Why fall in love?
I don't need anybody else.
It's just a waste of energy and time."
Well, one does not ever mean to fall in love.
It's a natural occurrence in all human beings.
You never realize it
Until you hear them laugh and
smile at the sound.
See them sad and
instantly long to make it better.
Feel them smile at you and
want to freeze that moment forever.
It's a disorder of the brain,
But it feels so good;
An addling of the mind,
Yet it brings you so much more happiness and
than you've had in a long while.
And even if it doesn't work out,
No matter what happens
You will be happy if they are.
*Ideas we set in ink* in Free Verse More Like This
Do not mirror reality.
No matter how hard we think,
Our words are not actuality.
In writing, all that one can do
Is wish upon an asterisk
And hope that wish comes true.
Metaphorical Waxlong hair in summerMetaphorical Wax in Free Verse More Like This
millions of strands surrounding me--
millions of sources of influence pressuring me.
trapping heat in,
someone find me a dang ponytail holder.
Those TwoAre insufferable, impossible,Those Two in Free Verse More Like This
The way they paired off prettily
Never ceases to irritate me.
The way they hold each other's hand,
Say gooshy things (that I can't stand!)-
This adorable cheese is going bad.
Us single ladies, we get mad.
Though I suppose I'm not third wheel,
It's getting close. I'm watching, seal.
And until I reach sixteen,
Envious, I'll remain.
26. Tears "Coward."26. Tears in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The accusation was spat sharply into the still air.
Not offended, the silence waited.
"Fool. Didn't you see? Couldn't you tell it wouldn't help?" Drip, drip.
The lone figure stood at the foot of the new-turned grave, crying. They had waited until the rest of the mourners had gone, lingered on the outskirts until they could tell this dear deceased how they really felt. In person. Alone. They who never cried.
"You knew it wasn't going to work. You knew that even if you escaped, we'd still be here, still trying to deal with our own jacked-up lives, but without you, now. You knew you'd only cause us all grief and despair. And for what?" Drip, drip. A clenching of teeth and fists. "A miserable little coward that left me all alone."
Story commission: Nai-EriThe sky was dark and polluted but the garden around them was bursting with the beauty the sky which it could hold. Bella craved the sky could be as beautiful as the flowers that bloomed in this garden.Story commission: Nai-Eri in Short Stories More Like This
She moved her fingers against the soft petals of a rose; the pink hue was so delicate. With one hard press of her finger it would break apart, and Bella wondered how her life could very well end up like the fate of all the withering; because at first, so beautiful, to only lose what once made them unique.
She looked up towards the sky yet again, contemplating something that was foreign to her, but a concept that intrigued her.
Her mind was wandering again…
A hand waved in front of her face, snapping her out of a potentially beautiful delusion, “Bella, didn’t you hear me calling you? I called your name many times.” He looked rather annoyed, but soon caught himself, “Are you feeling alright?”
Bella inhaled the sweet and enticing aroma of the swarm
Story commission: Rini-tanPandora was a duchess but you would never expect such a fact by the way the townspeople treated her. She was not royalty but her father had been closely bonded with the king until his death long ago.Story commission: Rini-tan in Short Stories More Like This
The townspeople however thought of her as a bad omen, a walking nightmare. Bad luck followed wherever she went and they knew she was hiding something from them, something dire but they could never prove it.
Pandora sat on a bench, the citizens of the town walking swiftly by her. The ones with shops set up eyed her angrily and worryingly. She sighed and pulled her rosy hair to the front of her chest and began to stroke it in a tense habit.
She knew bad luck followed her but it was something that she had no power over. It was a curse set upon her for a bad deed that she had done as a child. It was a secret she kept locked inside of her mind, never wishing to let it out for the world to know.
She was not as innocent as people assumed her to be. They assumed she was just bad luck, which
Story Commission: SusuMirukuBuni looked out of her bedroom window at the children playing. They looked so happy, so carefree. They had no idea what it was like to have no friends, to be forever lonely and to have only your own mind as company.Story Commission: SusuMiruku in Short Stories More Like This
Her parents had left her in this house alone. She did not know if they were alive or dead. It did not really matter to her since they had never been with her from the moment she would have been able to remember them.
She looked back towards the laughing children. They were all around thirteen and had always had their parents there to comfort them if they cried, to console, motivate and carry them through hardships. Why then, was she destined to be on her own? Was she that much of a burden even at birth to her parents? All she could thank them for was a huge amount of money they left her with which included this large house and a horde of caretakers. The money and comfort she could live without if it meant she could have her parents to love.
As much a
Chapter 5: Caged“I know what you yearn to do to your master. I can help you accomplish such a task, but only with your help. If you agree, I can remove the bells from your body.” The blue point said.Chapter 5: Caged in Free Verse More Like This
Butter's ears perked up in interest. Were her prayers finally to be answered? Was meeting this feral cat fate? To finally roam around Euteria without fear of her master following her or harming her was something she had been dreaming about. Since she was born her master would beat her, ranging from a single slap to a full fledged attack depended upon whether or not the master was in a good mood. This meant most of the beatings she received were as a result from something she did not do. She had not tried to escape before because she couldn’t bear to leave her mother and Scotch in such an awful place. Her mother had passed away in the last six months, and now the entire brunt of the beatings were inflicted on Butter. Butter had tried desperately to keep quiet so that her brother could liv
COM: Papaya-YanRaine clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth in anger. It was a way for her to blow off steam, to feel better about the predicament that she was in.COM: Papaya-Yan in Short Stories More Like This
She was on a mission to hunt down the witch who had destroyed the very life that she had been living. She hadn’t deserved the hand that was dealt to her and it frustrated her to know that she had been swindled so easily.
If Raine could change one thing about her life, it would be to get her emotions back within her own body, for without them, she felt vacant and weak.
She watched as a group of young children played by the water, splashing each other with the cold liquid. Their faces held so much emotion…a response that Raine yearned to call hers once again.
Yet, she could never hope to obtain her sentiments until she trapped that witch, and she was going to stop at nothing to catch her.
“Raine! Can you please come into the water with us?!” Screamed a young girl, her voice was very loud and it burne
Story commission: Nai-EriGloria watched the young Princess pace back and forth, acting frantically. She couldn’t understand why a person, who with such high stature, would be worried over something as small as a confrontation, which, honestly, had nothing to do with her.Story commission: Nai-Eri in Short Stories More Like This
“I can’t believe you did that Gloria! You can’t go around fighting people just for the fun of it!” The Princess began pacing more hysterically, her long hair was dreaded, swaying along her middle back, “We are going to get in so much trouble if my guardians ever find
Gloria puffed out her cheeks, crossing her arms, “I don’t see the extent of worry you are showing to be warranted. He said something out of line about you, so I corrected him and put him in his place.” She stared at the Princess through her dark black hair, the smoky eye makeup made her pupils stand out, “You shouldn’t let men walk all over you like that, you need to teach them a lesson, once you do that
AT: PuddinPrincess“Oh my goodness he is so handsome, don’t you think, Maria?!” I screamed with delight.AT: PuddinPrincess in Short Stories More Like This
The maid next to me patted my head, trying to tie the back of my dress within her hand.
“Princess, it would be looked down upon for you to act such a way. You should always be regal in both appearance and attitude.”
I puffed out my cheeks, pinning my face to the window as I watched him from below. His magic was so entertaining, his style was captivating and that face—oh boy was he just a looker.
“Princess, please try and stay still.”
I wanted to protest but I knew as soon as she helped me with this dress I would be free and able to go down to this man and watch his show up close.
Magic always intrigued me, and I watched as this man, for the last two years travel through here and perform his magic at my festival.
I was a princess, but that did not mean I didn’t wish to have fun. I raised my hands up to my long ears, stroking them with my fingers. Th
AT: ToastiliciousIt was dark; the moon hardly gave enough for the human eye to see. The stars sparkling within the sky, helped to aid the process of seeing but there was still no hope in sight for reprieve.AT: Toastilicious in Short Stories More Like This
The voices rang out so loudly, it burned into her ears, but she had to escape, to get away from these evil beings, if they happened to catch her, then it would all be over from that moment on.
“She stole it!” The voice rang out again, “We must stop at nothing to seize her!”
Her legs were burning now, the lump in her throat was growing dry, and she had to keep swallowing to get it to moisten. Her lungs were beginning to cramp up; exhausted by the amount of excess oxygen it was inhaling so rapidly.
“I shouldn’t have done it, no, no.” She kept saying to herself, but she had to keep running, she couldn’t let them catch her. Her legs were getting weak though, she knew her body well and there was only so much it could take.
COM: RahhrrI wonder what my life would be like if the past could ever be changed. In order to save my family against the Animas and the Demons, I often ponder on what I could have possibly done so that they would still be in my life.COM: Rahhrr in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Losing my parents at a young age, during a world-wide war, was traumatic enough to my small mind, but then to be taken in by a human family?
I spat at the mere thought of them.
Yes, they were kind and had taken me, in my time of need, but I could have tried to save my parents, I could have revenged them and killed the monsters who took them away from me.
Alas, I was too weak in the past; they surely would have annihilated me with one kick of their potent powers.
I on the other hand, was just a measly mixed blood.
I could turn into a Kitsune or a Neko, but what difference did it make? It had no constructive outcome on my ability to help my parents.
Tugging on the band around my neck, my heart grew remorseful at the thought of remembering my parents. I rubbed the soft
Story Commission: ToastiliciousSmoke slowly began to fill the attic, no not an attic, a prison. It was a seemingly normal room, with a big stuffed bear that would keep her company in the long, horribly lonely days and nights.Story Commission: Toastilicious in Profiles More Like This
The smoky smell became more intense. As she inhaled it through her nose, it choked and squeezed her throat, eliminating the viable element she needed to survive. She shot up from her bed and immediately looked around with her one working eye. She threw herself off her bed, pulling her body towards the door. She panicked as she could not find her wheelchair and she was forced to drag the dead weight of her legs behind her.
“Mother! Father! Where are you? Help me!” she screamed.
Over the roaring of the fire, it was impossible for her to even hear her own voice and she knew it was impossible for them to hear her, as well. Though, they will come looking for her, right? They had wished they never gave birth to her, to never have a ch
To The Beautiful YouTo The Beautiful You:To The Beautiful You in Free Verse More Like This
Here we are, sitting behind these screens of glass,
Reading lines of text, yet smiling, laughing and crying.
It's strange to think that I could have this much fun -
Considering that I've never met you before, but then again
Perhaps that's the reason why I don't have to pretend.
Some people might tell me, that what we have is just a fantasy,
I doubt I'll have the chance to actually see you in this life-time.
But even so, in the time that we've spent together - Well,
I feel as though I've connected with you, more than anyone else.
I feel as though I know you better, than those just a few feet away.
You might take this little confession as something silly,
Maybe you'll even forget about it as time passes,
But I for one could never forget about someone like you,
And so I'd like to dedicate this piece, to the beautiful you.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 17th December 2012
...I know what you're thinking.... in Free Verse More Like This
It's obvious when I look at your face.
'He's a coward, he's immature, he's foolish'
And you're right...
I can't live up to your standards.
The pressure, the pace, the overload of information.
I can't take it.
I don't know what I'm doing!
And I don't understand...
I'm not you.
I don't know what it's like to feel normal...
But what I do know, is what's in front of me,
And to me, it's frightening!
I really want to change myself,
(Because I hate myself...)
But please, understand, it's not that easy,
It's never easy, when you don't understand.
When you go through each day feeling different.
Because I'm not you...
But if 'you' are what I have to be,
Then I'm afraid I would rather not be, at all!
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
Behind the WordsWe spill our pain across the pages.Behind the Words in Free Verse More Like This
But we must smile when it is read.
For we cannot show our true emotions.
Not of suffering, anxiety, or dread.
For we are the bringers of dreams to the world.
Our words are tales of healing light.
So hide your tears behind a mask,
And save them for a quiet night.
I Once Loved...She was beautiful.I Once Loved... in Free Verse More Like This
And twas I who loved her...
I held her in these hands,
Like a warm blanket,
Comforting and kind.
But she was a bitter poison, toxic and deadly.
No antidote to her venom;
I wasted away with delirious eyes.
A coward they called her,
And it was the truth!.
But to save myself, I would have her bleed.
Her heart a raw panacea;
Crunched between my teeth...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 22nd July 2013
She Waits For MeShe Waits For Me:She Waits For Me in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her touch is mercilessly chilling
When she appears inside my room
I can hear her gibbering softly
As she mutters words of doom
The lady pushing the brink of delusion
I am cornered to the edge of my waning sanity!
I shatter mirrors and reflective surfaces
To preserve some sense of humanity
Yet they say my delirium is a mere illusion...
Ha! They judge the things that they cannot see
She comes to me in depths of the night
Because she knows I cannot flee
Do you know the feeling of waking up
With her grinning face before me?
Rotting teeth and swollen flesh;
It would be better not to see!
But tonight I shall end this worthless pain
With a single act, let it all be done
I will burn my eyes and cast them out
For our game has just begun...
"Come spirit, let us end this you and I..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 7th July 2012
War TuneWar Tune:War Tune in Free Verse More Like This
I've got another beat for all my hard gamers,
Rockin' in 'Bloodfall', rank hall of famer.
Arena top ten, I'm the mage known as Ryda,
Got a femmie avatar; cute little strider.
You better come with me, if you want to live.
I'm roastin' up a storm with the fire that I give.
Meteor crash, I'm the king of all the stunners,
You better think twice if you're the knight or a gunner.
And if you talk big all them haters give you crap;
They cryin' on the field cause I bag 'em in the sack.
I'm sorry that you paid, but I went and broke your back.
Cash shop wings; I'll just rip em in a stack.
Cause even if you shellin' out dough to be the best,
I'm an Asian gamer and that's the fuckin' test!
I click at a rate that'll make you all explode.
Cause I control the lag and the inner matrix code.
And if you tried to ask me, I'd say that its a fact;
I'm Kirigaya Kazuto dressed up in black.
-Unofficial Release by Chen Yuan Wen, 12th April 2013
I Know You Hate Me Now But...I Know You Hate Me Now But...:I Know You Hate Me Now But... in Free Verse More Like This
Just give me a chance alright, I'll explain
To me, you're the girl that I notice everything about.
The way you laugh, the way you smile;
We got along great back then, even if we don't now.
And to be honest, I miss that...
You had the most lovely silky smooth hair
You'd give me the cutest anime girl smile
I wish I'd talked to you more about Manga,
Hell you got me started on the whole thing.
You were fantastic at drawing too
Man I was always jealous of that talent,
And I loved your drawings, like I once loved you.
I wish that you could have been a professional.
I would have bought your book every month y'know...
You encouraged me to write.
Back when my stories were shit,
Back when my poems were still baby's rhymes.
You taught me not to give in and I was grateful.
Now just let me finish alright?
I know that you won't speak to me.
That's okay, I admit to being an ass,
But the reason that I'm writing this poem to nobod
Bringer of the NightBringer of the Night:Bringer of the Night in Free Verse More Like This
Born from the kiss of a goddess
And drenched in the cauldron of lies.
He emerged as a being of entropy
Bearing the mark of flies...
His wings were made from crow-like feathers
Black as the dust of the night.
His fangs were laden with horrid infection
Made from the stone of blight.
A single bite, was poison enough
And soon they began to change...
The children loved by the lady in white
Soon they became deranged.
Powerful beings of might and magic
They soared through the moonlit sky!
They flew amongst the twinkling stars
But their gift was a burning lie...
Falling to the ground like choking insects
Crawling in the dirt with a painful thirst.
These creatures needed the taste of blood
And their friends would be the first.
Neighbours, comrades, it mattered not!
Survival become an instinctive drive.
To bite and feed was a natural feeling
And horror came when night arrived.
Men or women, children who slept;
Through windows and doors they would slithe
Sending Me To HellSending Me To Hell:Sending Me To Hell in Free Verse More Like This
I close my eyes, as the black smoke fills the air.
Incense burned to create a semi-choking sensation.
A tiny inkling of the perceived suffering,
But it is enough to make this difficult...
Next, wounds are carefully opened.
Patterns carved into the flesh,
Resembling the nine circles of suffering.
As each begins to form a red river,
An ocean pools beneath my stained elbows.
In the distance I hear the cackling of witches;
Accompanied always by the mad shrieks of those beyond.
Already they can taste the red wine that I ooze
And eagerly, their tongues wag; anticipating the feast.
Concentrate...I have to concentrate
My teeth grind together, as I force them shut,
The pressure causes my jaws to ache and my body soon stiffens.
It seizes up like an iron vault, my mind its secret mechanism;
Twisting, turning, seeking the accepted combination.
I can feel them now, reaching for me...
Tongues begin to lick at my open wounds,
Lustfully salivating unto m
Falling For Those FoolsI love the wayFalling For Those Fools in Concrete Poetry More Like This
One step at a time.
I love the way
The way your eyes seem to shine.
I love the way
It brightens up my day
Because I ache to see you-
Whenever you're away.
I can't help but glace
Side to side.
In hopes of seeing you.
The thought gives me butterflies.
I get so giddy,
I try to hide-
That when I saw you
I almost died.
(In a good way)
I don't know what do,
But you make me lose my cool.
I just don't understand
How I fell for such a fool.
I Wished So Hard On The Shooting Star That Night I'll burn both my handsI Wished So Hard On The Shooting Star That Night in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
So I could catch the star you've seen.
I'll leave when you have.
Because you meant everything to me.
I'll pluck one from the sky
The brightest one of all.
So when you feel like you can't stand
I'll catch you when you fall.
I'll join you one day
Please wait for me.
The Cat From the FutureSurviving another day, I collapsed on my bed.The Cat From the Future in Free Verse More Like This
Looking at the blank ceiling, and kneading my experiences today into rubble.
I want to forget.
Forget about all of this.
That I am just another person.
On the other side of my window, a cat greeted me.
I narrowed my eyes at it warmly, opened my window, and watched as it jumped into my room.
Two eyes it had.
Two eyes of different colors.
A color of the lazy-hazed sky, and a fierce element of green.
I looked at this feline that manged to climb into my room.
And this cat, licked my hand once.
And once was all it took for me to be plunged into my own fast-forward.
I saw it all, the things I would encounter.
I thought I found a cheat to life.
But this cat was showing me that things I can avoid if I changed.
This cat will always sense my own storm.
And this cat licked my hand once.
And once was all it took for me to break down in my room.
Because, me in the future could not be Me.
I didn't want to end up as a failure, I knew deep down
That I want
What Is This Feeling?YouWhat Is This Feeling? in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Steal my breath-
Keep it in a jar.
Seem to shine
Brighter than any star.
Smile so slightly
That I smile too.
Make my feet lift off the ground-
To wondrous places I flew.
Make me feel like Cinderella
That you can be the prince to steal me away.
Make this look like a movie
Even our meeting was cliche.
Just have me right behind you,
I'll follow you around.
Bring me back to Earth
When my feet won't stay on the ground.
Jupiter of The Planets!A marble in space.Jupiter of The Planets! in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Only seen without a trace.
Captures all - even doubles it.
Dare to view? It's worth every bit.
The Red Spot - a storm raging for years
Since the planet was born.
Everything caught in it's gravity was torn.
A creation made by something unknown.
Just made from gas, no trace of stone.
In the sky, it's not just one.
Hovering over your head no matter
How far you run.
Sixty-three moons, all shining for it's own sky.
For sixty-three moons it ties
With it's gravity.
All following rules of relativity.
(Got off track again, don't you think?)
It's days are only ten hours long
Jupiter certainly won't raise you strong.
I want to venture into it's depths
Journey all the way down to it's gassy steps.
See what's inside, I want to grab the dense air.
Or be trapped in it's deathly lair?
People don't know, oh dear old planet
That you have rings also.
They shine but they don't.
But it's not a falsetto
Of high pitched lies.
If I could walk around you once, I would probably be broken and
Gone With The Swirls of CocoaWarmth envelops me.Gone With The Swirls of Cocoa in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Wind is whistling sadly.
These soft winter nights.
They soothe me to my sleep.
I fade away with the swirls.
Fire cackles kindly.
Inhale, I smell the wealthy.
My eyes don't stay open.
Delicate fabric hugs me.
Now, why does this feel so right?
Because I am not in the storm outside.
Wishing WellRusting and bent;Wishing Well in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Tired and spent
Sighing and creaking
The Wishing Well is leaking.
A peeling blue roof, a rotten brown beam
Toppling over would be the dream.
The holes let out hopeful whispers
Sounding with the 'clank' of releasing fingers.
Filled to the brim with aged-black copper,
No trace of once was a Well of water.
And though no one else could see the escape
Of whimsical wishes, they still are afraid.
After all, no one said it had to come true-
The wishes made under the curling blue.
I think they can feel their past mistakes
Coiling around their throat like a blue-eyes snake.
Some cannot bear it, and leave the Well with the Earth
Some fail to realize what it really is worth,
To always wish and to always hope
What you do not know, He does know.
And as their wishes creep up behind them,
Small wishes made when they were children.
Only a few can live with the regret to tell
How they fixed and patched their own Wishing Well.
L i v i n g Alone (Pt. 1)Brush you teethL i v i n g Alone (Pt. 1) in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Make your bed
Wash your face
And stay well-fed.
Send letters home
And call every night.
And when you come back,
Hug us all tight.
Wash the dirty dishes
And flatten out folds.
Rub your hands on napkins,
Not your clothes.
Call a friend
To fix a leak.
Even though you love to,
Don't play in creeks.
Try not to get hurt,
But take the rubbing alcohol at cuts that sting.
And when home-sickness hits you
Give us a ring.
Oh, and brush your hair
Before you head off.
Wash your hands
After you cough.
Hang your clothes-
Don't leave them on the floor.
Before you go to sleep
Check the lock on the door.
Do your laundry every week
And let them dry on the balcony.
Put your saving in a bank-
But you're too young to worry 'bout money.
Don't eat too much junk food
But I waste breath tellin' it.
But when you go reading at night
Make sure the lamp's lightin' it.
Sleep before ten
And don't you dare touch a cig'
Play that trick on me-
It's more than a gig.
Don't lay a hand
On a drop of wine.
Poets of UsI have to stop myselfPoets of Us in Concrete Poetry More Like This
From spilling ink-stained words over papers.
I have to take a second to breathe.
To collect words of havoc in my mind
In a single artistic entity.
Poetry makes me strain my words.
I filter every letter carefully
So they make sense.
Poetry is the outlet in which
My words are understandable.
I think, I write, I am.
I rack my mind for rhymes
Of cheesy jazz cafes.
But I sigh, and my words tip over the edge.
They are knocking loudly.
I open this door, they flow, they push, they rush.
The day is my entertainment
And my mind is my pencil;
My poetry is my journal.
Poetry is something that let's the vase I dropped
It lets me walk on the sky,
It takes me to the Silver lining.
I became a hummingbird,
Or a person trapped with their thoughts.
I even had a chance to peek into myself.
I wrote about heartbreaks I never experienced,
The love I never had.
Ah, poetry is not something
I waste my time with.
However, it wastes it's time
Between The BricksThe wind that lived in the cracks of my ceilingBetween The Bricks in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Was gentle as it flew me to places.
Took me to the bad side of town
Where tobacco lingered in the air.
The wind that lived in the crack of my door
Was urging and anxious as it sped me to the
Part of town where people seldom got sleep because of the roaring engines.
Where scraggly looking people held a cup to me.
The wind that lived in the empty compartments
Was coarse and demanding as it flew me
To the glamorous part of town
Where chandeliers hung over people's heads.
The wind that came to be from my sighs
Was deep and brave
As it flew me to the part of the town
Where the peeling paint of the orphanage was being made beautiful again.
It was certainly not glamorous, nor trashy.
But it's home, it's tomorrow, it's today.
Stormchaser Chapter 5Challenge RightStormchaser Chapter 5 in General Fiction More Like This
Voltage's training had progressed greatly! I couldn't risk taking him outside the arena so we had to make do with what we had. The most we could do was fly in place or around in circles until one of us got dizzy – almost always me. Even then, Voltage still responded to my commands and came to me when I called him, something Baldr was still unable to do. Maybe it was because Voltage still didn't respect Baldr, or maybe it was because Voltage had already chosen me as his rider. Either way, Voltage wasn't keen on listening to anyone else, that's for sure.
But Baldr still wouldn't give up. I had to admire his persistence, even if it was entirely pointless. I was just on my way down to his cage when-
"Well, well, well, look what we have here." I gasped and dropped the bucket of fish before sharply turning around. It was two of Baldr's friends.
"Oh, I guess this is why the Skrill was never hungry. Somebody was feeding him when we weren't looking," said the other
City Shadows Chapter 1New StudentCity Shadows Chapter 1 in General Fiction More Like This
The bell rang as the mass of students flooded into classrooms, each taking their seat as their day of classes began. Two boys sat in the row of desks next to the window as a girl with short orange hair in cute, low pigtails sat down behind them.
"So guys, did you hear about what happened in San Francisco?" she asked as they turned around in their seats to face her.
"Of course we have, Mavis, it's all everyone at school's been talking about!" replied the boy sitting in front of her. He had light brown hair that came down to just above his shoulders and wore blue glasses.
"Well Tim, everyone keeps saying that it was a meteor shower, but I don't buy it! What do you think Liam?" she asked the boy sitting in front of Tim.
"Mavis is right," Liam started.
"Yes!" Mavis exclaimed with an energetic fist pump as Liam continued speaking.
"I saw some of the footage from the news and there's no way a meteor shower caused that much damage. And I did feel a strong disturbance around
City Shadows Arc 2 Chapter 10The Winter HeartCity Shadows Arc 2 Chapter 10 in General Fiction More Like This
"So the viper has fallen as well," Dong Xin casually muttered, sensing the Poison Demon Sorceress' fall. "It was only a matter of time. Attachments bring failure." Dong Xin strolled across the vast sandy Egyptian desert as the blazing hot sun hovered over the sky. The heat didn't seem to bother the Ice Demon though. All around him, the air was cold and as he moved, any heat in the air was instantly cooled. With every step he took on the sand, ice instantly spread out from the soles of his feet before he could even touch the sand. The ice grew and continued spreading until nearly the entire desert was covered in ice. In no hurry, he slowly advanced towards a pair of large pyramids in the distance. When he finally reached them, he pulled the long blue staff from behind his back. Shards of ice formed around the rounded end as Dong Xin glanced at the object he had embedded into the staff. "It wasn't the one I hoped to acquire from the boy, but it has served me well,
The Apple Doesn't Fall Far From the Tree Chapter 1A Visit from an Old FriendThe Apple Doesn't Fall Far From the Tree Chapter 1 in Romance More Like This
"Mala, dear! It's time to close up!" Mala popped up from behind the jewelry counter when she heard her boss, Patrick calling her.
"Sure thing, Patrick! I can close up myself! You don't want to be late for that date of yours!" she gleefully said, with a wink.
"Oh, you're such a sweetheart, but are you sure you can handle it?" Patrick asked, putting his hand on Mala's shoulder.
"Of course I can!"
"Wipe down the counters?"
"Vacuum the carpet?"
"Make sure all the display cases are locked?"
"Set the alarm?"
"Yes, Patrick! Don't worry! I know how to close up the shop! Now get going, you!" she said, handing Patrick his trench coat while pushing him out the door.
"All right, all right, I'm going!" he replied, putting his trench coat over his fancy suit while running his fingers through his hair to even out his black locks.
"Oh stop that, your hair is fine! Go on you," she said, lightly pushing him out the door. "And don't forget to tell me
City Shadows Chapter 7One of a KindCity Shadows Chapter 7 in General Fiction More Like This
"After him!" Linos shouted, dashing through the abandoned warehouse after Daolon Wong. "We can't let him get away with that Coin! Tim, do something!" he shouted.
"I'm trying! He's moving too fast! And I'm still just an apprentice!" Tim argued.
"I'll slow him down!" Mala declared. She waved her hands as crystals formed around Daolon Wong's feet, trapping him. He struggled and pulled to free himself, but the crystals were too strong and held him in place.
"Ugh, pesky children!" he cursed. He pointed his staff to the crystals and disintegrated them with a ray of dark energy. "Let's see how you deal with this!" Daolon Wong muttered an incantation as a dark circle appeared in front of him. A giant black scorpion appeared and advanced on the group, snapping it's claws menacingly.
"Whoa! Operation: Midnight Madness just got more interesting!" Mavis declared.
"Look out!" Linos shouted, diving towards Mavis and tackling her out of the way as the scorpion's tail pierced the
Night Riders Chapter 7Good FortuneNight Riders Chapter 7 in Romance More Like This
Shimmer was gone. No matter how many times they played it over in their heads, they could barely believe that the Changewing was dead. They had taken her body back to the Haven, Flynn's home and where they first met, as Voltage just managed to carry her body and the two riders. Flynn's village was initially alarmed at the sight of a Skrill flying for their village, but Flynn explained to them – in as little words as possible – that he had succeeded in training a dragon, a brave and beautiful dragon that gave her life to save his. Sigrid did think of the possibility of the Stormchasers coming after her again – if not for her earlier "crimes" but at least for Baldr's death – but she decided not to run anymore. If they came, she would fight. But after all the damage they caused before escaping and the chances of them recapturing and "training" their dragons, it didn't seem likely that they would find her. The Tinkerers would need time to adjust,
City Shadows Chapter 15Unlikely PartnershipCity Shadows Chapter 15 in General Fiction More Like This
He ran the event in his head over and over again: the way that Fire Demon just threw himself in front of the Crystal Demon, Mala. If he didn't know any better, he'd say that the dragon was trying to protect her. He scoffed. 'Protective' was the last word he'd use to describe a demon, among other things. Even the thought of a demon wanting to protect someone other than itself just couldn't register to Remy. It didn't make sense. In the past few weeks, it felt like everything his parents had taught him was wrong, or at least grossly inaccurate. With each encounter, these demons would do something that just didn't seem completely right to him. The way he'd describe the character was almost… human.
That's when it hit him. He remembered all this time that Mala had been preaching how she was half-human. Could it be true? If so, then that would explain a lot of things, such as why they acted so, so human. The idea was maddening, baffling!
'Demons always li
City Shadows Arc 2 Chapter 7A Sister's RevengeCity Shadows Arc 2 Chapter 7 in General Fiction More Like This
"No, no, no!" Lang Yan cried in frustration. She slammed her fists angrily on the table she sat by, knocking everything over as she did, though the crystal orb floating over it remained unaffected. She took a deep breath to regain her composure and focus before holding her hands over the orb once again. She closed her eyes and focused all her energy and concentration as an image appeared in the center of the orb. A large, purple nags-like figure with long, dark green hair and a hood towered over a blue-skinned, white-haired demoness. Lang Yan struggled briefly to maintain the image, which became blurry and clouded for a moment before clearing up. The snake woman knocked the other girl to the ground and just as she stood back up, the snake stabbed the stinger at the end of her tail into her stomach. Suddenly, dark clouds covered the image as a pair of bright red eyes opened in the darkness. The figure was dark, so she couldn't make out his face, but she knew de
City Shadows Arc 3 Chapter 4Girl TalkCity Shadows Arc 3 Chapter 4 in General Fiction More Like This
"All right, I'm here, Mavis!" Mala called, bursting into the Callahan household. She moved into the kitchen where she saw Mavis leaning on the counter, facing her. "Uh, where are the raspberry tarts you said we were gonna have?" she asked, pointing at the counter where she had expected a bakery box to be sitting while she eyed her friend suspiciously.
"Yeah, the thing is, I kinda maybe sorta fibbed about the reason I needed you to come over today," Mavis casually trailed off as her shoulders tensely rose with each word along with the pitch of her voice.
"So, you lured me here with false promises of fruity bakery tarts? Oh, Mavis, that hurts me so!"
"Don't be ridiculous! When Mavis Callahan makes a food promise, she keeps that food promise… with the food she promised!" Mavis smiled, pulling out a white bakery box from beneath the counter. The minute Mala laid eyes on the box, she grabbed it from Mavis' hands, tore the box open and began digging into one of the ras
Night Riders Chapter 9For the Dancing and the DreamingNight Riders Chapter 9 in Romance More Like This
To say that Sigrid was happy with her life in the Haven would be an understatement. She had a wonderful young man in her life, who never forced her to be something she didn't want to be, and she had her dragons. Well, she had a lot of dragons now. When Voltage brought his eggs back, Flynn devised a way for the eggs to safely hatch so that nobody could get hurt from the explosion like they almost did when Fortuna hatched. When the eggs would start shaking furiously, they would place the eggs in a cauldron filled with water. Flynn believed the submergence would absorb the force of the explosion and the hatchlings would just swim up to the surface.
The first one to hatch was female, the only female of Voltage's brood. She was a dark, crimson color and have light blue coloration on the tips of her wing talons and spines. The first thing Flynn had pointed out was how much they looked alike: the red scales and blue spines resembling Sigrid's red hair a
A lion among sheep.There are ghosts in my bloodstreamA lion among sheep. in Free Verse More Like This
kissing concrete cells &
the bedroom eyes of nerve endings.
( foreign words
engraved into my marrow, birds in my chest
& wars not yet fought between my hips. )
I've taken myself apart every night
since I learned how to swallow a pen
limb by steady limb.
Passed around by grabby hands,
a sold, & borrowed daughter;
I am a lion among sheep,
drunk on life & ink.
FrostI am devouring chaos,Frost in Free Verse More Like This
chasing it down with winter's chill.
Spare me your fingerprints,
summer's lovechild. Those knowing owl eyes
have me second guessing the wild churning
in my bones. You are the sleep that sweeps
my eyelashes, drowning me in my own daydreams.
When was it...
that you plastered yourself to my ribcage?
NaPoWriMo: Day 4I might have a scrappers knees,NaPoWriMo: Day 4 in Free Verse More Like This
wildflowers growing on my knuckles,
& I might remind you of every nasty thing
you ever did,
but I don’t see you in my mirror.
I just have the right
to hate my own face.
I think this hitchhiker’s heart
is breaking &
I don’t have the medical skill-
or the time
to suture the pieces
back together again.
Shy moon,i've got love carved into honeysuckle wrists,Shy moon, in Free Verse More Like This
a murder of crows in my throat,
& a pack of wolves at my back.
i want to know truths behind these myth eyes, &
the distant galaxies under your fingertips.
but, love me. love me, Love.
show me what's beyond Grimm fairy tales
spare me your ribs;
this skyscraper heart
needs a place to go.
to the starsI’ve got this arrowto the stars in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
curled around my finger
like Apollo’s heart
& your nicknames
engraved on the inside
of my lungs.
I don’t want to write
pretty little stanzas
or pick at the seams
of your poetry
like some deadbeat
psychology major -
I want to
all over everything;
shoot down your moon
& wear her
like a charm
around ink stained
I want to
to the stars,
& leave you there.
I am girl.Other boys tell meI am girl. in Free Verse More Like This
I’d look best
& they know
I am girl-
from the curve of my hips,
to this jutting collarbone,
lonely of love bites
But, your hands shape
falsities out of my limbs
with a tongue speaking of me
Why do I allow your body
to find rest against these bones
when you don’t even recognize
the taste of my moon skin
between your teeth?
Hear me howl.Tell me again, Father,Hear me howl. in Free Verse More Like This
I’m the perfect daughter-
when all I want to be
is the crescent moons
resting like strong soldiers
in the grooves of my palms.
I am but
quaking with frostbite,
numbed with rage.
A wolf's jaw:
locked, teeth tearing
into the chilled flesh
of your neck.
Poets have the loneliest hearts.I drink morphinePoets have the loneliest hearts. in Free Verse More Like This
like peach tea;
down 6 pills by morning
just to keep my mind
& I know I can go days
without speaking a word
I want a moon shy girl
with wolves at her back,
bite mark ankles &
a bottle of writer’s tears
tucked under one arm.
I want to be end of the war
kisses bruised into her hipbones;
the epilogue written over her
With these wisteria limbs
February cold, &
these weak lungs
exhaling coralline whispers,
I’ve got a tongue for words
but still have no idea how to love
a universe girl.
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.”
the back of your head against my washed pillowcaseI find itthe back of your head against my washed pillowcase in Free Verse More Like This
you are the King
of my own Head
& that I am
by my own
My bones, your
to your insatiable
I find this
rebirths in my
three years of
the wrong gods
you are the best muse
for struggling artists
everywhere & worst
case of the bubonic plague
since the bubonic plague
I find you
in the middle
of any where,
I shot a flock
& ate Adam's
I remain ignor
ant and ignor
ed by you
I find Nothing-
& leave me be.
i have given you a present: perfect, simple, tenseLet me rename youri have given you a present: perfect, simple, tense in Free Verse More Like This
majestic visage: you
are To Die For. Your
smile blinds me like
a one-eyed simile, a
Let us conjoin; we're
Now and Then. Let's
connect our clauses &
become a life sentence-
become a couple
of copulative verbs-
become less tense
& build a future
Let us make love like comma splices,
let's become each other's antecedent.
(independent pronouns &
hearts in transit. You are
the object of my affection,
the subject of this phrase,
the other end of my lonely
You are To Die For
& I never split an
i write gimmicks, not poetrymy lothariani write gimmicks, not poetry in Free Verse More Like This
as asked by a cute british boythe perfect kiss:as asked by a cute british boy in Free Verse More Like This
hmmm.... what is the perfect kiss ?
one between lovers,
that kind of cinematic kiss
where you don't know what's going on,
but you don't care
all you care about is the texture of the other person's tongue,
the architecture of their lips pressed against yours,
the way their taste,
affects your heart's boom-boom-boom
rhythm like a drumbeat
where all you want to do,
is be with that person,
that, my love, is the perfect kiss
drawing hipbones is not poetici could imagine my lipsdrawing hipbones is not poetic in Free Verse More Like This
kissing your paint hips;
i could sketch my ilium
or swallow your helium
but a bouquet of flowery rhetoric
and rose-prose won't make you
want me anymore than you want
to be shackled to a cage in a zoo
like some bloated balloon animal
bloated balloon animal:
that's all i am, isn't it?
i swear i've written a poem like this a million times already.
same shit, different person; same shit, different heartache.
same words; different context. same emotions, same pain.
i'm about to explode--your touch is a pinprick. pop goes my heart.
i wish i could write this a happy ending but life ain't fiction. the end
the world's first ever bachelor museumhey Irony,the world's first ever bachelor museum in Free Verse More Like This
no? what if i
your best friend's
abacus & didn't
even call back?
do you remember
the time i snuck
into your guesthouse
and fell in
with your cuckold
futon? i chiseled
a wedding ring out of
Philosophy's fossil fingers
to Plato. we eloped
in a cave (twas such
a feeble affair) where
i vowed to burn my
when i set your diary
on fire? me neither.
bathe me in Aphrodite's
amniotic fluid. love is a
business--none of mine--
governed by mapmakers
(those tyrants of foxhole
a blissful abyss
i fell in
truth with thy beauteous
masque. unwrap vanity's
divine vines & develop an
eating disorder; develop a
God complex. develop my
Kodak collection of those
times you don't remember
& hang them
in celluloid galleries
i fell in
with your satire,
enriched by your
you disguise your lies as PROmises, well, CONmiseslet's make a deal:you disguise your lies as PROmises, well, CONmises in Free Verse More Like This
i will promise to stop writing love poems about you
if you promise to stop disturbing me in my dreams.
do we have a deal?
no? oh well, you'd
slow motion guilt or acid tripread my lips--lift the kiss print.slow motion guilt or acid trip in Free Verse More Like This
come a little closer, perfect fit.
read my heart's aortic charts,
literature for the broken arts.
read my skin cells,
sex cells, jail cells.
the bookstore sells
cancer cells. i read
this one already; it
sucks. the ending
sucks. all endings
suck. but this one
read my mind--you're on it.
inside you'll find
a boy in a closet,
carving bones from his
skeleton safety deposit
read my bone structure:
not a chordate.
cut off my patella: loves me;
break my tibia: loves me not
(i put the 'fib' in 'fibula' & the
'boy' in 'boycott' & i boycott
conversation in my situation)
of pathetic rhetoric. quickwit
logic, a magician's arithmetic.
Read a textbook called How to Unhinge
a Megalomaniac--snap my achille's heel
and shatter my back. Watch me fall like
dominos and the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
Watch me fall head-over-achille's-heels
for you. Watch me trip like an eg
text message translatorYou say: Hitext message translator in Free Verse More Like This
I interpret: I'm acknowledging your existence.
I respond: Heyy
I mean: I love acknowledging yours.
You ask me: What are you doing later ?
I tell you: nothing.
You say: same.
I say: Let's do nothing together,
and you say okay.
4. FrancexReader: All I Want for Christmas Is You4. FrancexReader: All I Want for Christmas Is You in Romance More Like This
Angrily you threw your purse on the kitchen counter. This was the third time in the last year you had caught your boyfriend, excuse me, EX-boyfriend flirting with another woman. Subsequently this was also the third time you had dumped him.
"Damn that flirting French jerk," you grumbled kicking a chair. "And he thinks I'll just come crawling back to him." You sarcastically whined, "WELL NOT THIS TIME!" Quickly you changed out of your skirt and heels to sweats and slippers.
After a while you heard someone knocking on the door, "_________! __________, s'il vous plait mon amour! (please my love)"
"Go away Francis!"
"I'm sorry, please take me back," he cried pounding on the door. "Just hear me out!"
You stalked over to the door and opened it to see a bouquet of roses and a box of Christmas chocolates. "Ahh, the usual 'I'm sorry I screwed up' flowers." You scowled at him, "Go away." You went to close the door, but he blocked the door with his foot.
Again he begged, "__________, I love you. P
21. EstoniaxReader: Hark! The Herald Angel Sing21. EstoniaxReader: Hark! The Herald Angel Sing in Humor More Like This
Numbers flew by on the computer screen of your boyfriend's computer. You let out a squeak as the screen went black. "Wha-what happened?"
"___________, what are you doing on my computer?"
You looked up at Eduard with big teary eyes, "I was just listening to Christmas music and then it crashed!"
Eduard picked up the plug that wasn't attached the outlet. "I think it ran out of battery."
The computer lit up again and the song continued.
Joyful, all ye nations rise
Join the triumph of the skies
With the angelic host proclaim:
"Christ is born in Bethlehem""
"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" you jumped out of your seat and hugged him.
"Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!""
The two of you sat in front of the computer playing Christmas songs and drinking hot coco.
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"
20. LatviaxReader: Go Tell It on the Mountain20. LatviaxReader: Go Tell It on the Mountain in General Fiction More Like This
Ravis shivered slightly as he walked into the huge church. Ivan had told Ravis that he was finally allowed to join the church choir for Christmas. He looked around for anybody, but only found a girl with (h/c) hair sitting in one of the pews.
The girl looked up from her binder and smiled at him, making the poor boy blush. She was really pretty. Probably the prettiest girl he had ever met. "Hey there, are you here for choir auditions?"
He nodded shyly.
"I'm ___________; I'm directing the choir for Christmas." She extended her hand for a handshake giving him a wide smile. "So what are you going to sing for me?"
"U-Umm, I was g-going t-to sing G-Go T-Tell It On The Mountian."
She smiled, "Oh, that's a good one. Ok let's hear it..umm…" she gave a nervous chuckle, "I'm sorry I don't know you're name."
"Ok, Ravis. Let's hear it."
He cleared his throat and sang quite quietly, "While shepherds kept their watching,Over silent flocks by night."
_____________ shook her head, "
17. AustriaxReader: Away In A Manger17. AustriaxReader: Away In A Manger in General Fiction More Like This
You fingers gently caressed the white keys of your boyfriend's piano. "Away in a manger," you sang softly trying to find the right keys. "No crib for His bed
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head…
The stars in the bright sky
Looked down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay." You stopped as you didn't know how to continue.
A pair of hands from behind came on either side of you and picked up the song. You smiled and continued to sing.
"The cattle are lowing
The poor Baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
And stay by my side,
'Til morning is nigh.
Be near me, Lord Jesus,
I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever
And love me I pray
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care
And take us to heaven
To live with Thee there." You sighed.
"You know, with a little practice you could become a half decent pianist."
"Gee thanks," you said rolling your eyes. But you knew that was as good a compliment as you could ge
22. PolandxReader: Joy To the World22. PolandxReader: Joy To the World in Romance More Like This
"Feliks!" you shouted up the stairs while you put your coat on. The buttons strained trying to make way for your bulging belly. "Come on or we'll be late for Christmas Eve service."
"Hold on, I, like, can't choose which jacket goes with my shoes."
You gulped, "Feliks, you are wearing the outfit I asked you to wear right?" Your totally fabulous husband ran down the stairs in the shirt and pants you had set out on the bed. "Thank you," you whispered to God and took the black jacket out of his hands. "Come on, I don't want to be late."
Feliks grumbled something about your parents.
"They're so mean!"
He took out his keys and locked the door behind the two of you, "You're parents." You remembered when you first introduced Feliks to your parents as your fiancé. He had chosen to cross-dress that day and it didn't go over with your parents that well, being the traditional people that they were. You tried to tell them that it was only a hobby and he didn't dress like that all the
8. RomanoxReader: Most Wonderful Time8. RomanoxReader: Most Wonderful Time in Romance More Like This
It's the most wonderful time of the year
With the kids jingle belling
And everyone telling you "Be of good cheer"
It's the most wonderful time of the year
- It's the Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
"Oh come on Lovino," you whined knocking on the door to his bedroom again. "Feli is really looking forward to you coming over this year. Forget that Ludwig will be there for a moment, do you really want to disappoint Feli?"
"I don't care!"
You groaned, "Well I'm going, with or without you." You stood up and pulled out your present for him. "I'm leaving your present outside your door, there's leftover lasagna in the fridge. Goodnight."
The door cracked open slightly, "Fine," he grumbled, "but only to protect you from the potato bastard."
You smiled and managed to get the door open more so you could kiss him on the forehead, "My hero."
"S-stop it," Lovino blushed hard.
"Aw, Lovi~ you're so cute when you blush," you teased. "Come on; let's go see your brother."
Lovino put his arms around
25. LithuaniaxReader: O Come All Ye Faithful25. LithuaniaxReader: O Come All Ye Faithful in Romance More Like This
Music played softly in the background as you stirred a bowl of cookie dough. Peeking around the room to make sure no one would catch you; you stuck your finger in the batter and ate some giggling. 'Christmas cookie dough just tastes different than regular cookie dough,' you thought as you continued to bake.
"__________, I'm back," Toris shouted from the door.
"In the kitchen," you shouted back. "How was your visit to Mr. Russia's house?"
Toris walked into the kitchen sporting a-.
"What is that?" you shouted dropping the spoon and running to your husband.
"Mr. Russia got angry that I wasn't going to spend Christmas with him," he said wincing as you gently touched his black eye.
Your heart broke, you remembered all the times you saw his scars and all the times he had come home from meetings with bruises, cuts, and or scratch marks. "Let me get you a cold cloth for you eye," you said running to get it for him.
"___________," Tois said on the brink of tears, "I'm so weak."
Neko!EnglandxNeko!Reader: LostNeko!EnglandxNeko!Reader: Lost in Romance More Like This
'I can't find them,' Iggycat thought in a panic. 'I can't find them!'
A soft meow came from under the couch.
"Amerikit?" Iggycat asked. "Canakit? Where are you…oh dear __________ is going to kill me."
"Why am I going to kill you?" you asked walking in through the cat door.
Iggycat looked at you with scared eyes, "I lost them…"
You have him a quizzical look, "Lost who?"
"The kittens! I'm a terrible father!" he cried out.
Chuckling you called out, "Amerikit…Canakit, come on out I think your father has been punished enough. Next time watch them or they'll go wandering off again. I found them down the street," you looked at your young. "Amerikit was trying to pick a fight with Russacat."
"I'm the hero!" Amerikit shouted. "And it's the hero's duty to fight all evil!"
You sighed and picked him up, "Time for your nap."
"But Mom! Heroes don't take naps!"
Iggycat went to pick up Canakit, "Oh, yes they do."
Canakit meowed a soft yawn, "I like naps…I'm tired, Mama are you going to take a nap with
6. ItalyxReader: Look A Lot Like Christmas6. ItalyxReader: Look A Lot Like Christmas in Romance More Like This
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Ev'rywhere you go;
Take a look in the five and ten glistening once again
With candy canes and silver lanes aglow.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Toys in ev'ry store
But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be
On your own front door.
-It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas
"_____________!" came the muffled sound your Italian boyfriend from outside. He was pressing his nose up against the frosted glass looking at all the candy canes and chocolates for Christmas.
"Miss, can you get your friend to get off the glass," the store manager grumbled.
You sighed, "That's my boyfriend."
The store manager looked at Feliciano and then you, "Seriously?"
Nodding you handed him the money for your purchase, "Yeah, I get that a lot." You left the store giving a small smile at the jingle as the door opened. "Feli, please get your nose off the glass."
"But ____________," he whined, "they look so yummy!"
"That's why I bought some," y
13. GermanyxReader: Home For The Holidays13. GermanyxReader: Home For The Holidays in Romance More Like This
Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays,
For no matter how far away you roam -
When you long for the sunshine of a friendly gaze,
For the holidays - you can't beat home, sweet home!
- Home For The Holidays
You sighed as you looked out the window. It had been three months since Ludwig had been called back into action. "I guess I'm going to be spending Christmas alone." You looked fondly at the picture of you and your husband.
The phone rang…
"______________, the awesome me is inviting you to mein awesome Christmas party get over here now!"
You groaned, "Gil, the roads are covered in ice. I can't even get down the driveway. I'm sorry I can't come to your party. Maybe you and I can get together on New Year's ok?"
"Nein, mein unawesome brother's wife, get over here or I'll bring the party to you!" Then he hung up. You remembered the last time your brother-in-law threw a party at your house. It took you hours to get the beer stains out of the carpet. Not to mention the smell.
The reason I stopped tryingI'm just going to stop trying.The reason I stopped trying in Free Verse More Like This
Because you'll never understand.
I carry dreams inside a fist
While you hold cruelty in your hand.
I'm just going to stop trying.
Because I've been through so much hate
I've been through knives and ropes and scars
And wounds and blood and blades.
I'm just going to stop trying.
Because through all I've had to do..
The ignorance of people
Is the worst thing I've been through.
I'm just going to stop trying.
And you want to know the truth?
The reason I've stopped trying
Is because of those like
But I will.Fight me.But I will. in Free Verse More Like This
I promise not to fight back.
I promise to smile, I promise to laugh.
I promise to be nice
Even if it's a sacrifice.
I promise to be strong
Even when you treat me wrong.
Because I've learned how to deal with ignorance
Better than you've learned how to use it.
And I promise to smile, and promise to laugh.
Yes, I promise.
I won't (but I will) fight back.
Depression...No, depression is not just getting sad.Depression... in Free Verse More Like This
It's a constant sadness that melts into your bones,
An indescribably heavy weight upon your shoulders,
Never mind your heart and soul.
It's believing so many lies (maybe because you've learned to accept them)
And no longer appreciating your self-worth.
Wishing you no longer existed, wishing yourself gone.
Depression holds you back from your dreams
And pulls you into a nightmare.
It takes full control of your existence.
It makes you never want to get out of bed,
And when you finally do,
You just want to get back in it.
But you know the hardest part?
Dear Mommy.Dear mommy, please don't hurt yourself.Dear Mommy. in Free Verse More Like This
I need you to hold my hand.
From crossing the little old gravel road
To helping me find wonderland.
Dear mommy, please don't hate yourself.
I love the way you used to be.
Happy and joyful, so filled with love
Or at least that's how you seemed to me.
Dear mommy, maybe I don't understand.
But please don't let yourself go.
I need you now more than ever,
And more than you'll ever know.
Dear mommy, please don't leave me.
I love you.. Don't you understand?
Mommy, please don't kill yourself.
I still need you to hold my hand.
I am not a stereotypeSlide the blade across your wrist.I am not a stereotype in Free Verse More Like This
"Doesn't it hurt?"
I can't feel anything.
Punch your own stomach.
Does it hurt yet?
"Why do you do that?"
The pain makes me feel alive.
"I don't know."
"What's wrong with you?"
I'm dead inside.
I'm just depressed.
Stare at your arms.
"What are you doing?"
I just have low self esteem.
I'm just human.
I'm just me.
Well, Honey...You think depression is a choice?Well, Honey... in Free Verse More Like This
Do you think I choose
To feel worthless?
To feel empty,
To feel sick to my stomach because I think too much?
To feel broken,
To feel hopeless,
Angry at myself..
To feel suicidal, sometimes without knowing a reason?
To feel the need to lay in bed all day,
Without moving a muscle,
Because getting up would just make me want to fall back down?
Depression is never a choice.
You don't choose depression.
Depression chooses you.
We don't need ignorant people to choose us, too.
This Thing We Call DepressionThere's a story I'd like to tell,This Thing We Call Depression in Free Verse More Like This
A story of a girl who was diagnosed.
Diagnosed with a terrifying thing,
Something that would threaten her life for years to come.
Something that she could never escape,
No matter how she ran,
No matter how she struggled.
This diagnosis was a horrific thing to the girl,
Although, not surprising at all.
The symptoms had swallowed her for days,
Months of this thing inside of her.
This thing that we call
There are people who tell her,
"You're only sad."
However, that isn't the case.
See, she was never diagnosed with sadness.
Everyone knows sadness.
She was never diagnosed with emotion.
Everyone knows emotion.
She was never diagnosed with temporary heartbreak,
Everyone knows all those things.
She was diagnosed with something much, much worse.
Since then, she's suffered with such a terrible thing...
But for days..
Months of this <
It's Not Polite To Lie.Hush, sweetie,It's Not Polite To Lie. in Free Verse More Like This
Do not let their judgments define you.
Do not let their hatred construct you.
Do not let their words build you.
Do not let your sorrow swallow you.
Do not let your pain devour you.
Do not let your loneliness change you.
Stop telling yourself lies,
Stop screaming in a whisper that you're
Inside and out.
Stop telling yourself that you're
Stop telling yourself that you're
It's not polite to lie.
Stronger than SuicideYou are so much stronger than suicide.Stronger than Suicide in Free Verse More Like This
You are so much more powerful than the cuts on your arm,
And so much better than your eating disorder.
So much more than your scars.
Please look me in the eyes,
And show me your wounds,
Whether they be on your forearm,
Or your heart.
Have you been skipping meals?
Have you been cutting?
Well, here’s something for you to try.
Think one thing,
Just one thing,
Just remember to prove to the world,
Are stronger than
You're Not?You're anorexic if you're thinYou're Not? in Free Verse More Like This
You're not? Then you're obese.
If you're different, you're insane
You're not? Then you're a fake.
If you're happy, you're hiding something.
You're not? You must be emo.
If you're dating, you're a slut.
You're not? You must have no friends.
If you're popular, you're a jerk.
You're not? You're a nobody.
If you're quiet, you must be disabled.
You're not? You obnoxious freak.
If you're you, you're wrong.
Then you must be perfect.