Drip from a sea of green
The last droplets fall
EscapeYou give love
What we had
Should I allow
From a perfect
SpoiledEverything you could ever ask for
At your fingertips
The luxury that no one else has
And neither will you
When you finally
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The two bending opposites walked back to camp hand in hand hearing a muffled, "It was horrible!" from Katara. That's when they realized they wouldn't have to explain anything to Sokka.
"Try to calm down, Katara," her brother whispered.
"I can't! They're both such, suchtraitors!"
Obviously noticing Aang and Toph's presence, Sokka said, "I think you should go lie down."
Katara turned her back to her older brother to find herself facing the two people she hated most. "Oh god," thought Aang, "Here it comes."
Before Katara could get out a word, the blind earthbender spoke.
"So here's the deal, me and Twinkle Toes here, are an item now so you need to calm down."
"How dare you tell me to calm down?! You just stole my, my, boyfriend!" screamed Katara.
"Katara I was never your boyfriend," said the Avatar.
"Oh shut up Aang!" yelled Katara.
"Well someone's a bucket-full o' crazy," Toph said; her finger making a circling motion next to her ear.
Over all the commotion, no
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The lone monk sat meditating with only one thing on his mind. Not even the one hundred year old war that burdened him could distract Aang from his deep concentration. While his companions lie peacefully in their tents, Aang remained awake. Confusion clouded his mind as he began to question his relationship with the blue-eyed girl he once desired. He knew not whether to embrace or neglect these new feelings he kept inside about the blind earthbender. All the young airbender knew was that these emotions existed and would continue to grow stronger.
Asleep, Katara was enthralled in an everlasting dream. She saw herself sinking into the depths of the ocean. Aang stood on the shore staring down into the water; but he did not dive in to save her. He stood motionless waving a final goodbye. She waved back happily, as if nothing was wrong. Soon her sinking turned to falling. A figure emerged from the darkness. He was holding a lantern with his arms outstretched; ready to ca
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Water and earth stared at each other calculating the next move of their opponent. Toph stood in a ready stance just in case Katara was to suddenly attack. However, the waterbender's blue eyes were swollen from tears of guilt that slid down her face.
"Why did you follow me?"
"We need to settle something. Now."
"Excuse me, Sugarqueen," Toph said with her usual sarcasm, "Why don't you get your pretty little butt out of here."
"Are YOU going to make me?" Katara chuckled.
Toph gripped her hands into fists and threw them to her sides, forcing the rock Katara had been standing on outside of the cave.
"That's much better." Said the earthbender.
Aang who had been too overwhelmed with the many questions going through his head hadn't heard the girls arguing within the cave. He only noticed once Katara had unexpectedly been forced out of the cave and landed on her back with such a force only Toph could cause.
"Katara stop!" Aang yelled as Katara's started racing towards the ca
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"Why were you----? With her----?" Katara managed to say.
"Uh, I just remembered I have to help Sokka with thatthing," Aang spoke nervously.
"I thought you liked me! You have always liked me!"
"I'm sorry, Katara."
"Sorry for what!?" she yelled bitterly.
"I'm sorry you're upset."
"I'm not upset! Why would I be upset? Huh? I'm not jealous or anything!"
"You're kind of acting like you are "
Katara then, crossed her arms and turned her back to the Avatar.
"Ummmm. I better go see how Toph's doing," Aang said frantically.
"Wow! When did this become an episode of the Toph Show!?" Katara screamed between tears.
Aang quickly evaded the area as soon as possible.
"Umph! Sorry Sokka, I didn't see you," the Airbender said as the two collided.
"No worries. Why is my sister crying?"
"Is she crying? I didn't know she was crying. Who cries anyway? Heh. Heh. I have to go now " blurted the monk.
"Uh, right." Sokka replied.
Aang rushed past the Water Tribe warrior, bend
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As soon as the sun crept up the volcanic mountainside everyone bustled inside the cave. Sokka arose from his tent first, frowning sleepily as he treaded over to his bag of dried meat. Soon after, almost simultaneously, both Aang and Toph emerged from their tents. Morning at last.
Toph rose scratching her underarms as she walked towards Sokka. The boomerang kid stared cautiously while Arctic Seal jerky hung from his mouth.
"Mornin' Snoozels," Toph said grouchily.
"Grmmfflllurmm," Sokka replied, the jerky still hanging from his teeth.
Aang being a vegetarian, glided swiftly over to his satchel full of various nuts and berries.
"Hey, Twinkle Toes."
"Flameo Toph!" the monk said exuberantly.
"I know we are hiding in the Fire Nation, but do you really have to talk like that?"
"Do you want me to stop, Sifu Toph?"
"Oh, whatever. If you want to talk like a hundred year old Fire Nation man, you just go right ahead. Hey, where's Sugar Queen?"
"Still asleep; should
Untitled: Love is a feeling not a definitionLove...
That raw emotion that poets dare to frolic with
That magical commodity that fable tellers dare to mangle with
That filler of voids that we individuals strive to understand
As we walk down life's foot path with open hands.
For some, love is merely a word blended into this achromatic world in black and white
Perishing in the gutter alongside with our homeless hopes and our banished dreams lying out of sight
For some, love is more frightening than pain, than misery, than death
They learn to fear the angel bearing crimson heart shaped arrows rather than the reaper of souls, the agent of death.
For some, love is the closest substance they can get to magic
They say the mere scent of it leads one to divine empyreans where loves resplendence lights out everything tragic
For some, love is as crucial as the air we breathe, day in day out
They say that it revitalises the soul, the spirit and the heart with angels blessings slaying fear and doubt.
But I say, love shouldn't be neglected and
How I Learned to FallOf everything I remember the
grate of grains, dirt, and rocks
in my knees after one more
careless mistake. A stumble,
a trip, a slip it didn't matter. I was
down. And I was alone vulnerable.
I didn't know how to take it. I stood,
and vowed never to fall again, and I tried
to forget how the blood from my mistake
bled out into the dust and dirt, letting
it run away from me like I had
tried to do to them, times before.
It was inevitable that I would fall
again and again, no matter how close I
walked to the grass, or how slow, the
sidewalk would always catch up to
Then you came along. And with
your strong arms I felt I knew, you
pulled me to my feet, and whispered me
words of encouragement, but then you
pushed me. I hit the ground once more, but
this time your hand was waiting to help
me up. We repeated it over and over, and
though my knees were as torn as ever, somehow
the sidewalk didn't terrify me any longer.
That was the summer I learned how to fall, and
you were the
NameMy words are my expression
The things I'm afraid to say
In a crowd, to other people
(No one likes you here.)
(Stop telling me you care.)
(I don't belong here.)
The 'inside' of my box, if you will.
I write these words down not for
Or people to read.
I write them down because if I don't
On the words
My tongue refuses to say.
But my words are mine
Yet you steal them,
And never let them go.
Every love poem isn't about you
Every dark poem isn't because by you
You don't inspire all my words
(Just most of them)
But the worst part of it all
Is that I can't give myself
What I really want
Because next time you steal
My poems, you'll look down
And see it in a love poem.
And the terrible thing is, I don't know what you'd do.
Really, all I want
Write your name down
(It's such a beautiful name)
But I'll never be able to write it down,
To write the whole of wha
All I want is peace once more.And if I am to be the sacrifice that will end this war....
then so be it.
Fire and IceIt is said that when 2 worlds touch, magic happens.
But what of those that are opposites?
How can the North Pole coincide with the South pole?
How can Superman call Lex Luther his chum?
How can two eyes meet without becoming crossed?
How can the heavenly sky have anything in common with the sedimentary ground?
Perhaps we'll never know.
But look at it like this:
Without the two opposing poles, there wouldn't be anything to hold the world with.
Without a villain in the story, there wouldn't be a hero to save the day.
Without the opposing adjacent eyes there wouldn't be sight to see the beauty of the world.
Without the heavenly sky so out of reach, there wouldn't be a reason to quench the thirst of the earth with silver drops of rain.
Maybe these opposites don't attract.
But maybe, just maybe
they can get along.
Sent from HeavenFrom my heart of greed and wonder,
rings the sound of so much thunder.
The weather inside is so chaotic,
your voice, your beauty, is like magic.
Walking beside you all this time,
wondering why I didn't notice your shine.
Now that I see your beauty and all,
my brain froze and my heart took a fall.
You walked on by surpassing me,
all I could do was watch and see.
You were a goddess sent from above,
to teach me, all about love.
44 days of tortureMuch suffering has been put upon you
and I feel so much pain
because a life lived so horribly
is an extreme shame
What they found of you
I can't even bring myself to say
I am disgusted
Your name should never be forgotten
your story should never be told with a smile
the horror you've faced
is without time
May you be in peace now
the sky is crying.The sky is crying;
Raining the tears you cant feel
On your cheeks,
In your heart;
Pouring sheets of pain
You dont even see.
You stare against the window,
Watching the lonely drops fall.
The glass is so cold,
But, you feel nothing at all.
You were six years old,
Awake to get ready for school
Rub sleep from your eyes
Shes in a better place now.
Stand by the window,
You dont question how.
Watch the sky crying
Deaths solemn vow.
The gymnast, only eleven,
Finds her grips, changes clothes.
The phone rings,
The truth you cant bear.
Her mother just passed away;
Words you barely can hear.
Heavy clouds find you in
Raindrops on a window unclear.
The sky is crying;
Dripping the tears you cant feel
On your cheeks,
In your heart;
Pouring sheets of pain
You dont see.
You stare against the window,
Watching the lonely drops fall.
The glass is so cold,
But, you feel nothing at all.
A party of relatives
Now, a girl of th
EcstasyHeat scorches skin rushing
color to my face, my
beating heart pounding faster
at the sight of you. I feel
my nerves stretch
strain to keep up with the
rhythm of blood's rushing race.
It simmers my senses,
scalding within me and I'm
sweating quietly inside
You come inches away and I'm
blinded by your vivid
orange sunlight aura
piercing me. I blink
rapidly, cannot breathe
your face draws in,
pressing soft pillows to my mouth...
and your bite is juicy--
--it runs down my chin in mango delights--
tasting like you and
my senses scream in ecstasy
at your tenuous flavor quenching my silly girlish dreams
and catching my musical voice in thrumming vibrations
inside my internal string instruments.
We leave bright orange-red
d r i p d r o p s
trailing behind us on polished floors
--evidences of our displayed careless passion--
to be wiped up in a napkin
and tossed in the trash.
OrpheusI hitchhiked down the highway to hell
With four fifty in my back pocket
And a suitcase of nightmares hitting my heels
There's black lipstick smeared on my collarbones
Vodka dreams slithering through my hair
Tonight, I'll be a monster
Swallow you up with paint fumes and a bottle of schnapps
The red pickup shudders and my hips creak
Like brass hinges, then I'm there
And Cerberus sniffs at my bloody wrists
I pop pomegranate seeds like pills and Hades
Can't make me look back cause tonight
I'm a monster
And no silver bullet will shatter me
I'll Miss You...You are one of my best friends
that I've ever known in my life
I can trust you with anything
and it's the same way for you...
You are one of those friends
that I am 100% sure that
I'll never forget about, ever.
I will really miss you...
You've got some odd humor
and you're a great artist, and
in addition to all of that
you're one of my greatest friends...
Can you just promise me one thing?
Can you promise that you
will never ever forget me
or forget the memories we had together?
Goodbye for now great friend
I hope someday we meet again
and if you got nothing else from this
I just want you to know I'll miss you...♥
Crossfire AdrenalineLock, load,
To the right;
Face to face,
Hear it say:
Hit the ground;
Slip the clip
And push it in;
Hit the floor.
Ain't fun no more.
Watch your face
Where strays go.
They hit the ground.
What's that sound?
Turn away -
Don't turn around.
Here they found me
On the ground.
I lost the fight.
Many were there.
Healing HopeGolden steps to heaven,
Never quite got there;
A detour to your heart,
My color, my sky, my sunshine,
Your heart's my heaven on Earth.
Tell me dear,
Does it hurt to be loved?
To gaze with eyes that melt the soul,
And captivate kind hearts?
'Cuz I can't get you out of my head,
And I don't want to hurt you now...
[You] Come near,
And whisper in my ear,
"Can you heal my wounds?
I've forgotten how to dream...
How to see lovely shapes in the clouds...
As I bleed from my gashed heart,
Pure poison 'they' left behind".
"Its always an uphill battle,
One problem here, one misfortune there,
However always a ray of hope,
The road that keeps me afloat,
The faith in your smile's my fate".
[Listen to me clearly dear]
I'll repair your soul,
Bring back the color of hope,
I'll fight countless battles for you,
And fluff the pink and purple clouds with you,
Through dark ages and smoke.
There's no impossible,
No never, no "can't be done",
Only belief in our beyond.
So please remember the rule,
Forever my h
RealitySurrounded by the nonexistent, with only my mind to comfort me, I am alone in this world I call my own; trapped in my imagination forever. Life is but a dream - a nightmare, even. A twisted hallucination created by my thoughts in the true reality, changing in stranger and stranger ways as my sanity fades in the life I cannot remember, the true life, the real life, the life I somehow cannot live. This life I experience is just my thoughts playing tricks on my sense of reality as the insanity calls me closer and closer still. As I lose faith in humanity, the frayed ends of my sanity slowly begin to burn away. The flame of my mind flickers weakly as the last of the candle melts slowly. I long for the life I have never known, but it is too late. As the flame is extinguished, I sigh and close my eyes, awaiting the next journey, wherever it will take me. First - darkness; next - a flicker of a world I nev
ForgivenWhen in sin I dwell
I hear my savior yell
When I forget to pray
I hear Him sweetly say
When in Him I doubt
I clearly hear Him shout
And though I still sin
I hear Him say again
Pi PoemThere was once a number named pi .
Whom no pattern was seen with an eye
All he did every day
With his imaginary friend i
There is no pattern in pi
The number just came out of the sky
There are many who've dared
And frustration they've shared
It will surely make your brain fry
A pit with no end, unconquered and dry,
So, many a person will try
In a number so vast and rare,
Though there are some who don't even care
About the wonderful magical number of pi
The Ghost Everyone Can SeeWe must find a way to keep them in line
Said the man in white, long beard and no eyes
For without an idol, they think it's a lie
The rules by which to live from the sky
To see the light, you must see the ghost
To be morally sound, you must believe
Right and wrong is never common sense
It can only be forced with no defense
For when denied
The same shall be applied to you
No matter of your deeds
No matter of your sounds
Even if no sin is found
You can't even be on the fence
Innocence and refusal
Is met with firey consequence?!
But the blinded sheep
Inherited with lies
Despite their crime
Are attested the prize
As long as you gazed to the Father, son, and divine deceit
Afterlife is assured to be reaped
The gates would accept the full-mouthed
Exploiter of all who were mongered fear
Though the open-minded
One of his own accord to be
Is titled 'Abomination'
And is shunned for the nix
Concerning the discarnate end
From the ghost everyone can see
To Wish Upon a StormThe lightning struck
with a graceful fury,
reaching out across
the burdened clouds.
Such amazing might to be
gazed upon by one so small,
one who is awestruck by the
brilliant dance of lights.
It is so quiet and beautiful,
so breathtaking it can be seen for miles,
yet so distant the thunder
could only crash softly upon my ears.
So I sang into the wind.
Quietly as if to sing someone to sleep.
A lullaby to my lost friend, to my dad,
or maybe just to myself.
A quiet song full of dancing lights,
hidden stars, and mighty thunder,
to a boy who does not sleep,
only instead, to wish upon a storm.