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The HourglassWatch the hands go round and round.
Ahhhh, how long have I been sitting here,
Listening to the grandfather clock?
Watching him ticking away?
Watching the polished wood yellow and rot?
And with every sound he makes
More maggots eat his wooden flesh.

Every grain that falls is an eternity!
In the firelight you can see the glass.
The dust that coats the cracking bulb,
Listening to the sand that trickles down.
Listening to the passing hours.
With every grain that filters through
Another man sleeps eternally.

The sundial stands defiant!
From my leather chair I see it!
It stands defiant in the plaza below me!
Standing in the moonlit night.
StandinThe Hourglass14 hours ago in Free Verse

Equestrian StormEquestrian Storm

I was walking through Canterlot,
as rain beat my plot.
I just didn’t feel right,
before it came into my sight.

The princess of the night,
alone and broken.
What a pitiful sight,
out of my slump, twas awoken.

“Princess, why are you here why are you crying?”

“Because nopony loves our night, I would be better off dying!”

“No Luna no, now that you shouldn’t say!”

“And why ever not, what reason hath you that I should stay?”

“Celestia for one, your sister whom you love.”

“Right sure, the sister from whom to the moon I was shoved.”

“LuEquestrian Storm6 hours ago in Free Verse

The Poetry Graveyard: MineMy Lord, six months from my birth,
You decided to complete me.
You took two brown eyes and messy dark hair,
Stuck them on a dented body,
Wrapped in a purple hoodie
With sown on green spots
And named him Mine.

One hundred and fifty seven months.
You decided our paths should cross.
A windowsill in a dance studio
Became our stage for our lives to start.
I walked my path to Mine as he sat alone.
Our lives started at that moment.
I hoped he would become Mine.

One hundred and seventy four months.
You decided to intervene.
You had gifted Mine with flaws
So his perfection would not be seen.
A flaw of Mine was his idiocy
It took him this long
To reThe Poetry Graveyard: Mine9 hours ago in Free Verse

What I meanI've recently realised; I never say what I mean
and I'm hardly keen
to start

but I can't help pondering over this sudden fixation
to question every sentence I awkwardly mutter to some relation
because making up things, cheating my way through every conversation
it just adds to the feeling of frustration
but lying is just so much of a temptation

I've found acting is all I need to know
because what's honestly easier than just letting words flow
and replying to questions like "how'd (insert-whatever-activity) go?"
with a forced smile and a nod and a "fine, I suppose."

all I need is a mask with a painted on expression
that way, no one has What I mean11 hours ago in Free Verse

Shadow Of AllThe shadows descend on the world and again do I wake
For I am not and not meant to be a creature of pure light
Any for which I dwell under must be of the moon
A silhouette of darkness appears and I call out it’s name
Whispering soft and sweet but still it does hear
For the shadow lands upon my shoulder as a bird
And to my ear it whispers a short response
The shadows are my home the bird has said
But I know this truth by now for such is my path
I walk along a dusty path that none but few know
A small star I be yet not even in twilight do I traverse
For I be naught but a mere shadow to all who see
Walking through shadows aside the rest oShadow Of All5 hours ago in Free Verse

The FortAt age five, she built a fort out of bricks
She brought her best friend up to it
They wrote silly rhymes on each other’s hands
And they said they loved each other
It felt right
At age 12, she rebuilt the once-fort, now-fortress
She brought up a new best friend
Because the old one had moved away
She quoted Poe and Hawthorne on both their arms
And all over her face
The new friend didn’t say anything
But gave her a bracelet
It didn’t even fit
At age 16, she built a moat around her once-fortress, now-castle
She brought a boy up there
Because she lost all her friends
She wrote a love poem on his back
That wasn’t even meantThe Fort6 hours ago in Free Verse

Can't Talk Right NowThe moonlight shone down
on their car as they drove to the wooded pond that promised
anonymity from the world.
After a soft
Colleen, I don’t think this is a good idea,
and a
You worry too much, Selene, it’ll be fun,
they were silent.

Colleen flashed a smile, quick and fleeting
like a deer on the side of the road, before
reaching down and tugging up. Off
came her shirt, down
went her jeans and she said
Come on, what are you waiting for?
as she jumped into the pond, Artemis
taking a bath. Selene wasn’t Actaeon, but neither was she
the Orion she so desperately wanted to be.

Selene felt a worm compared to Colleen’s bodCan't Talk Right Now6 hours ago in Free Verse

MemoriesI wrote a letter to you. Propped up against a flowering vase in front of the door, waiting for you. For your eyes only. I thought I could stand being here, but even the walls think. They could whisper the echoes of the past, and you wouldn't even know. I'm sorry.
I wish I could've stayed and be there, but the echoes are louder than a wisp. They are loud, screaming voices in my head and there is no way to stop then. No way out.
The memories took control and threw me down hard on the ground. The only way to tame the war was to... leave you. I'm sorry. I wish I could turn around back to you and our little girl, but the echoes would drive me out.Memories8 hours ago in Free Verse

takes twotakes two people to make it work
any two people
willing to make it work
and it will work
takes work
its not easy
they have to want it
the feeling of love is not a right
not consistent
needs to be nurtured
rekindled
kept alive
by action
love in action form
treating, behaving
choicestakes two11 hours ago in Free Verse

Self-DestructionThe more I think about my life, the more I believe I am trapped-
In a relationship I don't feel comfortable with but can't end,
Lost between what my family wants and what I want,
Avoiding adulthood and fleeing childhood.

I think this is the reason my father drinks,
Cheap beer bought at 7-11,
To escape a life he thought he could handle.

So I drink margaritas at my neighbor's apartment and get so stoned I can't stand
And I call my friend Alex because I feel like I'm dying and I want to apologize
She tells me that not everything can be solved by self-destruction.

So noSelf-Destruction1 day ago in Free Verse

Another ChapterSomeday, I would meet a girl who would meet the standards though I don't even have that standards as what others call it. Maybe as time passes by, as I grow a month older, I would realize that everything is worth it, even those hello-goodbye dramas. But what I know for now is that life is all about reasons and changes and mood swings, and definitely life is about living your dreams, facing nightmares, and getting rid of what ifs.

My morning is weird. I woke up with an eerie sound -- moaning, sobbing girl. It gave me goosebumps. I was afraid to open my eyes, but I tried to take a peek and all I saw was plain white walls leaving me confused. QAnother Chapter2 hours ago in Free Verse

Sick of it allWhat do you do when you feel
When what you feel is strange
When your feelings are bitter
When they change so often

I don't know about you
But eventually I get sick
Sick of it all really
Then I get angry
So angry my blood flows quick
The music is played into my ears
I feel something true for once
Something real to me

I can feel it now
I can feel something now
I am not empty now
Everything is clear
Crystal clear in fact
I got to go do somethingSick of it all2 hours ago in Free Verse

Irony.She sat at the computer screen, knowing full and well if she was caught, this was the end of her social life as she knew it. But she was dying to talk to him, so she typed a message, in the form of a hopeless submission, stating that she loved him. She quickly submitted, and started a note to an awesome artist, hoping luck was in her favor. Irony.5 hours ago in Free Verse

Requests anyone?I'm taking requests since I'm so damn bored and don't know what to draw. The requests can be:

Portaits (anime, O.C's, creepypasta's)
Minecraft (or minecraft related)
Real Life Portaits (I think doing requests on these will help me practice)
Spoofs (from popular art. Mona Lisa is okay)
Anime (portaits.)
Scenes (from books, movies, fanfics and RP's)

DATS IT.

Real life portaits cost 7 points.
I sorry, but they do...Requests anyone?5 hours ago in Free Verse

someday called sanitySomeday
I'll find the right words to say
To anyone who happens to come my way
For now, I'll just try to be myself
Plus, I have been getting some help
I have been insane and crazy, baby
Since you've denied to love me
Now, I'll have to find something
better to do
With all the time and thoughts I've
wasted on you
How can' I make up this lost time
That I spent crying, denying, wishing and wondering
Why you don't feel the way I do
Why I can never get over you

Someday
Will come come when I am finally able
To handle love when I am mentally stable
Enough not to get overwhelmed too much
Even when life tries to throw me a punch
I'lsomeday called sanity7 hours ago in Free Verse

slice of lifehave you ever wished
you could request
a boyfriend redo
go back in time
to that very night
and say what you should
have said to change your love life
to stop that one night strife
to get a second chance
at a new beginning
if this is you
then your in luck
so heed my advice
go to your happy place
be grateful for a chance
to redo a slice
of your lifeslice of life7 hours ago in Free Verse

I'm getting really sick of peoI'm getting really sick of people hating on celebrities and saying things like "they don't deserve to be famous" or "they don't have any talent!" If they didn't have any talent and if they didn't deserve to be famous then why did God allow them to be put in that position? But who then really deserves it? Who deserves to be hated on and had nasty rumours spread about them? No one! Celebrities are human just like us...and like all humans...they too make mistakes. Just because they make a mistake doesn't mean they don't deserve to be famous... it just means they are human. It is not our place to judge them for their mistakes, they will answer toI'm getting really sick of peo7 hours ago in Free Verse

Angel of Mercy, Champion of RetributionIn the waning sun
Her golden strands
Unravel before them
Her keepers
Who bleed her
Who make her cry
Endless tears of blood
For them.

She is alone
On her mount
Endless destruction
Laid out before her.
This is their land
The land they were given
To harvest, to reap,
To give to their children
And they poison it
And so she weeps.

They live without restraint
No care to the suffering
Of her, or their world.
They understand nonsense
And revel in suffering.

They look at her
As a zealot
One to be shunned
And ignored
Left to die
An ignoble death
Because she is different
Better than them
And they hate her
For being pure.

She stands bleeding
ImpaleAngel of Mercy, Champion of Retribution10 hours ago in Free Verse

The world IS unfair.Have you ever realized how unfair the world is ?
Day by day things happen the way we didn't want it to happen
Day by day we wished that things isn't the way they are, hopping that someday it will change.
Day by day we see people with the things that we wished to have, at that we hope, we would be Jealous.
We often sulk at the dark, thinking what had happen and what if it had happen the other way around, or what if it hadn't happened at all.
Day by day there will be "what if"s in our heads, it is in our nature to want to have a better outcome.
Things happen the way they do because they had reasons and we are all different, no one in this worldThe world IS unfair.18 hours ago in Free Verse

RP Characters: Phil's first logLOG #1
Phil Redstone
A new day I suppose.
Well, to be quite fair, I've been well ever since that bastard Loki was viciously attacked by a brother of Frost's.
What was that brother's name again? Oh yeah, it was Ranger.
Heard some girl by the name of ralabelle saved his life after helping frost send Lucifer back to where he came from.
Well, anyway, I've got something today, so yeah. Best if I head on my way over to some place.RP Characters: Phil's first log19 hours ago in Free Verse

The Son of DaedalusI am daedalus's son who has taken wings to soar but did not heed the warnings and ventured far beyond his reach, he believed he could touch the sun and the stars but the stars crushed his wings and as he fell to the the bottomless ocean, he looked upon the sun one last time.The Son of Daedalus22 hours ago in Free Verse

Of Kings and PawnsOf Kings and Pawns
By: The Forest for the Trees

I extended the hand of friendship,
Like so many times before.

You amassed an army and dismissed me,
Like never before.

I put forth no resistance,
And returned home.

You marched your army in pursuit,
And made a blatant show of force in the form of a blockade.

I watched with great disappointment from across the river,
And simply destroyed the bridge and sealed the gates.

Your first mistake,
Was assuming a battle with you would be worth my time.

Your second mistake,
Was discounting me as an ally.

And your third mistake,
Was to judge a book by only its cover.

For you see,
A true king would Of Kings and Pawns22 hours ago in Free Verse

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