The Huntress and The Demon Chapter 5 by WeepingRose13, literature
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The Huntress and The Demon Chapter 5
He was a fool. Such a fool indeed. Simon thought for once, things would start changing for the better. But that dream became tainted. Just like everything else in his life. Tainted by Darkness. He had such hope. He might have just ruined everything. Simon honestly, truly thought that Luna would be the one to break the curse. When he was sure, he had told his servants. They all thought they had a chance at being free. They even had a little celebration, as it had been so long since they had something worth celebrating. It was just a small feast. They had Artichoke with butter, shrimp, fancy cheese with crackers and fruit, peta bread and hummus, spinach and cream cheese dips, and lavender lemonade. They enjoyed it around a huge bonfire. But there was a moment where the fire suddenly turned blue and raised higher. It died down, but left a swirl of amber floating down, which quickly became smoke and blew away in the wind. Everyone took it as a sign. Something was coming. If only
Though the past years have gone by so fast... I always knew it was too good to last... Our lives will change... As old friends move out of range... We all waited for this day... When we can all go our own way... Friends will leave and part... Knowing we'll always be in each other's hearts... I wish we could all just stay together... Teachers and classmates, together forever... Then we'll never have to say our goodbyes... Or leave with tears in our eyes... We've all come a long way... Praying for the day... When we finally realize... This is our last chance to say "Thank you" and "Goodbye"... This Poem was written by me in 8th Grade (2009/2010) before going into High School. My English Teacher submitted a few Poems per student who gave permission. It was Published by the Publisher to a Poetry Book later that Year. Unfortunately, I do not have a copy to my knowledge, and I do not have any information about the book.
The choices we make are all our own... Whether we do what our friends say... Or just walk away... We can never turn back... Even with regret... People will try to break you down... But if you do something you know is wrong... You will be singing a regretful song... You always have a choice... You always have your voice... Don't let people control you... Don't let them treat you... Like a monkey at a circus... I promise you one thing for sure... When you do something you will regret... It cannot be erased... Make the best of your life, and always think ahead... That way, you know for sure... Your life will turn out flawlessly... As long as you follow your heart... Your life will not be torn apart... So don't fret, or regret... Just do as you want and not others... This Poem was written by me in 8th Grade (2009/2010) before going into High School. My English Teacher submitted a few Poems per student who gave permission. It was Published by the Publisher to a Poetry Book later that Year.
I'm sorry to myself for myself For how I've been neglecting your health For all the bad times I put you through For the many great chances that I blew For the times I've given up on you when you still had the strength
I'm so sorry I'm a monster I never intended to be But it's either this or that And I can't take that It'd eat me up and force me to see It tear into my ribcage and turn it inside out Its screams would be so deafeningly fierce My brain would seep out of my ears I'd be left barely alive but just about To be consumed by what I couldn't dare to keep And drowned in the water I'm in way too deep That comes from the light Sight of which leaves me blind But this comes from the dark And the dark doesn't hurt my eyes That would kill me But this wouldn't It'd kill everything but myself It'll drive everyone else away To save them from the freezing hole that held All that was left of my once fresh heart This knows how to handle a heartbreak So a person can survive awake A human can survive anything And it'd do anything to survive Even be the monster that rips out their own heart It'd do anything Anything to survive
To harvest adversity by Backjack-Kitsune, literature
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To harvest adversity
am i blind to see the advisory of the world? incapable to foresee the inescapable truths that follow me no matter where i may go. each time it hurts to see what happens though i know calamity is not quite tragedy till someone is hurt by the worst of the unseen events of what will soon be history, but it burdens me so to not be able to fix what has already been sown in to the fabrics tapestry, so i wander till pain is numbed and my body loose to where i can ignore these forecast that blast my senses and leave me looking over my shoulder for the next thing that is unforeseen.
a sin against ones family by Backjack-Kitsune, literature
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a sin against ones family
It is a sin to forsake longevity of ones family Willing to forget those who came before you in turn saying that in the end they mean less that nothing to thee. For we celebrate love comercialized by the ties of hearts and naked lies of how such a feeling can be bought endorsing a mindset of heartbreak and regret viciously tearing at the soul of one who in the end simply should have let go, as even a day reserved for his holiness has been made a mess Forgoing the ideal of good will towards all kinds offering their charity and blessings in hopes that reality will bend and mold to better humanity. granting that wish that was asked upon my lowly epitath that no mater what may happen to me... they will always celebrate the longevity of our family.
I was first introduced to this Spandau Ballet song back when I was a kid and used to stay up watching late night infomercials, back in the 90's or so. There was this one infomercial that used to air recurringly. Promoting hits from the 80's in a compilation album with this former MTV hostess. They would only play snippets but I'll never forget it's intro. I didn't even know the name of it but that warm, almost melancholic feeling always stuck with me. It was a sharp contrast to the other, more upbeat songs. They were advertising. It wasn't until many years later when I heard that song in it's entirety. At my old workplace If I remember correctly. I eventually looked it up and appreciated it from beginning to end. Guess I have a thing for scores that are subtle but emotionally powerful. After my mother died, this song took an entirely new meaning for me. I remember listening to it repeatedly while locked in my room. That was my way of coping. Whenever I relapse inside the darkest
SAM GUTHRIE'S POETRY 1 by SAMGUTHRIEWRITER, literature
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SAM GUTHRIE'S POETRY 1
A Girl Named Barbara ________________________ I once knew a girl named Barbara, long ago we had attended a private Christian school She had the biggest brown eyes that you could see and I know now, I was a real fool I was very young and I did not know, how I really felt about her at that same exact time She was the one, for I was shy, but she was the one that just stopped my heart on a dime. If I could go back to change how things went and how we just drifted apart back, well then I would do it in a heartbeat and she would be more than just now many years later, a friend Oh Barbara, where are you now that I cannot be just with you and be in my whole life I am empty without you, I have only a hole now that cuts me by the emptiness of a knife. Every time I hear a song of those days and years played, I think of you in what could of been I hear "Everlasting Love" by Love Affair and many more, it's a full knockout punch to my chin I hope you are well and I do miss the picnics that we
SAM GUTHRIE'S POETRY 1 by SAMGUTHRIEWRITER, literature
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SAM GUTHRIE'S POETRY 1
GRIEF ________ A grief that has no real healing A pact of life that has no real sealing A heart that bursts with a lot of yearning A life of roads that has no sharp or easy turning. A nightmare with no easy types of walking A body tired with its aching and no talking Where gloom and panic controls your life It cuts into and feels always like a sharp knife If you known any of these at any time or point in your life Well, then you know what hell feels like!