well, i am not really that good at stories but i am worse in poetry but i want to share this story i wrote. i just it's good enough. Vestibule de Mon AmourBy Proxy A stroke of brush as gentle as the clouds in the sky slowly presses itself to such crescent white canvass...
impertinent time, you were and not are
you change with your own and you show no regard
as there in the doorway you flick your cigar
walk out as your shadow, outshining the dark.
but as for this house we will staunchly deny
that any one moment belongs to mute time
mine. I still haven't finished it, but some how it seems complete. I play this song all the time with my guitar and it sounds pretty decent.
"Somewhere out there you seem to be.
Somewhere out there I want to go.
I don't know if you'll be there,
But just know that I want you...
Is it me, or did he smile at me? No he laughed at me.
I wanted it to be a smile.
I walked away my oversized shoes slapping as I went.
I didn’t need to look sad; my face did it for me.
I headed for my car, sighed and climbed in.
Turning the key I waited… nothing...
$hiT I'm so confused
I fuc**n' don't know what to do
I'ts just so hard to get to capture your attention
Whenever I see you here
Heart beats like beating me, I got scared
Down through these knees I feel so week
It feel so weak, I feel so *****n' weak
And there you are you take a...
lined up on the wall
with eyes following the chatterbox and her
flowing train of rabid listeners
who hang themselves ritualisticly on her
shallow water illustrations
swimming on this thin tide of unpublished lip candy
her bubblegum words are commentary
upon which her...
Of all my problems he's the root source, of course, he's like a horse with a broken leg, who is walkin like he drank a keg, of Coors, befores, he ran a race, with a pace, like he aimin for second place, or the first, worst horse, on the course, like he tryna screw his rida, who...
I need to know if you can be trusted with a heart as fragile as mine. I need to know if true love is something you can define. I need to know if you'll hold on when things get rough. I need to know if you'll be my supporter if times get tough.
I'm afraid of falling for a boy like...
Last year I had to enter a competition for English and I chose to enter this Australian Poetry competition and was offered the opportunity to have my poem published in this book called Far Out. I thought it was pretty cool cause not everyone got the opportunity to do so and this...
We first saw each other long ago.It feels like yesterday,But the truth isn’t so simple.Black skies,Nights that never seemed to end,Times we were kept apart,Days I did not know where you were,And yet you knew me.I could not hear you, see you, feel you,And yet you seemed to know...
I wrote this in 6th grade when i had a crush on my gym teacher lol i dont know how much i remember but heres what i do...this is a songMy Secret ManSitting back, staring at youwondering if you notice me toovisions of you dancing aroundalso of me in a white gownMy secret manthe...
It's almost like a punch in the gut,
When I'm not with you.
I can tell you're out of touch,
By the way you blush,
When you're confused.
Our eyes meet in a hurry,
It's not my fault you're so alluring,
When you're eyes are the prettiest shade of blue.
a way of life,
i have someone waiting here
counting countless voids,
the way inside
i have something hidden here
in the walls of Troy:
seven hundred lashes.
a way of climbing...
I love her a lot, I cannot, stop thinkin bout her, cause without her, I feel like a trout or, some other worthless fish, that goes splish, on a dish, and I wish, I could swish, back into the pond of love, with my dove, but now I am coverin up, the tears and the fears, of no love...
In a lover's dreams to bring respite,
Devotedly by my side in your disguise,
Living in a daydream, the world is bright.
In truest form, I am filled with delight,
Just to look into your deep dark eyes,
In a lover's dreams to bring respite.
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it was after my first break up and i was crushed...
He is so hard to love and so hard to comfort
He is like a puppy with a horn
but i shall always love him in thy heart
for he's like a fragil painting
and a work of art
Cold eyes and blank stare,
his blue eyes trailed the natural curve of my body.
I should have been afraid.
Especially when his eyes were stern almost demanding me to flinch.
My stubborn nature forced me to disobey.
Cold eyes and blank stare,
his blue eyes watched as the covers...
for my Writer's Craft class. There was a set list of words and this was my outcome:
Sweet falling feathers, the sound of return.
The good softly remains, while coarse splinters are existing, and you my dear you have it good.
You don't hear the voices overcoming in this time...
Grey skies before me, grey breath before me, the blanket of snow crunches beneath my feet. The frost embraces every branch in sight. A sea of white amidst a horizon of the lightest of grey. The world becomes so clean, so pure, so crisp, and so cold. It is beautiful. I look around...
when you had enough
Rip out my heart and let it drop
So then my body can get stuck
Leave me on the open road
Run away so I can let go
My mind is clouded with memories of me and you
My eyes no longer have a clear view
Daylight streams out my window
Minds episode "The Angel Maker", I'm writing a fanfic where Chloe (The unsub) has another baby and the baby lives, so she sings the following original song to her baby:
If Daddy had the chance
To tell you all he could
Would you give a second glance
When he told you where he...
with her words already flowing thickly
one more sound in daylights tapestry of noises
a lawnmower churns out the green scents of grass
a child's laugh/cry announces the depths of his delight
a high fast jetliner's escapes to friendly skies
from a buick's backseat it all...
Some living in luxury
Which ease's the pain of those living in poverty
We don't feel the classism rivalry
Nor do we support the racism in society
Full heartedly I'm against that negative ideology
I'm positive with my thoughts never half hearted
Bring us justice i'm with...
like a house built after so long
fell in just one second
It was like
a reflection of paradise
perfect ilusion created by my own psyche
a mirror of lies
Always almost on my touch
but yet forever a step away
from what I said that would make my days
such a better home...
This poem is dedicated to my cousins ex-girlfriend. I only met her once and I don't remember her name, but she did leave a lasting impression......
There is was like a beacon of light,
There it was in all it's fright,
Sitting there it's all I could see,
in the dim light of the vacant condemned house
still give white hot retort of light
as the sun begins its swift race across its
that echo of light reveals
graffiti on the wall like a murderous shout
imploring the readers to have relations with...
could blown him over with a breeze
thin as a train track rail and just as rusted
he drank hard but his heart was soft
never had nothing but a kind word
always gave a helping hand
mook was down by the old platte river
fishing with an old line
lazing in the hot summer...
The moon looked so clear on this night. I could not stop staring at it. The stars were much brighter at this altitude. I was surrounded by a blanket of mist as I sat in the clouds, enjoying the view of the cosmos. I remember the first time I went to the moon. I remember the first...
Passing through the stones
And kissing each one like the forehead of your mother
As she lays as soft clay on the table.
There are no tears for us
And no wishes
No plans or lost ties or set clocks keeping order
Only the fainting and heartbroken...
Just when I had embraced my state of sadnessNo longer moaning or complainingMy sight now used to the surrounding darknessI lay in a quiet corner of what remained of my dreams.A sudden white light hit my faceBlinding my vision for an instantAnd filling my empty, dark soulWith a...
she's broken inside
you can see the tragedy in her eyes
a lost cause
something the world forgot and moved on
she leaves a trail of fire behind
just to get noticed
she has bad intensions
just to mask the pain inside
this girls a fireball
with nothing but hate and rules to...
were you on fire with the want
and the guilt of the chase?
were you streaming from without
like an angel?
have you been here alone all night
with the quiet like a breeze
and the bleeding of the heart
of an angel?
oh how solemn are we in these magnificent dreams
and how silent...
flaming for a change
in the pocket of a debutante
over all her limits
still alive and nothing's changed.
but she wrote me a novella
about a boy and a dog and the country life
and she bragged to her sisters
that i read it at length
height and width
and how it makes...
thinner girls, chubbier boys,
bicycles passing without a choice,
nothing but noise.
the sun today is so intense,
reading lips on the line, long distance,
nothing but hiss.
i'm flipping you off,
under the bleachers, nursing the...
Lead me away where darkness goes
You give the light and leave me hope
Your inspiration takes all my cares
My angel, my love and my life
All my life comes so deep within
Thru darkest shadows you reach me
Your light brings from a place of sin
Your heart, your soul and...
You're whiter than white out
But you still bring my fight out
No need to doubt it comes right out
It gets released like a tight spout
Like it's a ground bud bout to sprout
A raindrop in the midst of drought
It broke my heart, to watch you go.
I love you more than you could know.
I'm in the dark, I need some light.
When you were with me it felt alright.
I thought of us, the times we had.
I never thought I would feel this sad.
I'm not ready, to walk away.
I would kill for one more day...
I am the son of a Marine. He passed away nine years ago when I was eleven. I heard that man swear so much that I have adopted those words into my vocabulary. I try to keep it to the ones that do not offend anyone. Just a warning.
I love to write down my feelings. Sometimes...
Day dreams that call to me,
Little here and little there I will not run away scared,
Face the facts and get off your knees,
How many times must I tell you to leave,
Leave me alone forever in this cold.
Burning those memories that remind me of what used to be,
with bells and woven beads
light blue with a tangle of red
it goes with her dreadlocks
and the trinkets woven into her hair
beads and baubles
there is amongst other treasures
on the edge of one of her dreads
a tiny box
within a small face
made of pewter
Its hard to move on from all your past
we made some promises we knew would never last
I look up, you look down
I pour my heart out and you don't make a sound
I lock up inside from all this pain
you took away everything I had to gain
I spend all this time building up this wall...