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Sweetest Most Beloved Melody.Slowly my hand creeps around your stone cold marble neck. Your lips part and your eyes open as my mouth curls into a smile. I press my cheek against your silky brown locks and whisper delicately into your ear. Time seems to have slowed as I continue this act, only the sweet music keeps its steady pace. My whispered words turn into hummed song. A lullaby. My eyes glitter with anticipation, free from fear or guilt, as you pull away. I watch as you take the finals steps and turn back to set your eyes upon me. Time has picked up, leaving the song behind and intertwining with our heartbeat. I rejoin the music and hum the final bars of our most beloved lullaby. I embrace you as the melody fades, this is the final line. And with the piano, we will die.Sweetest Most Beloved Melody. by oox-anime-xoo
Solar Rain, Dreams OVASolar Rain, Dreams.Solar Rain, Dreams OVA by maxaxe
"For years now, I've watched her come and go. Sometimes here, sometimes not." Taiki thought to himself, staring out of the window of the classroom. "I've never been able to say how I really feel."
'Hey ' Daichi whispered from nearby. 'Are you going to come to the camping thing this weekend?'
'Camping thing?' He whispered back.
'Yeah to celebrate Aoi getting the part in that play the Drama club are doing.'
'Oh yeah, of course, should I pack the tent ' he stopped as the class fell silent. Slowly he turned his head towards the front of the class. The teacher staring right at him. 'Do you have some input towards this lesson Taiki?'
'Then I'll ask you to be quiet please.' she smiled and went back to dictating from the book and writing on the board.
'You know you really couldn't have asked at a worse time!' Taiki shouted, his mouth full of food. The four of them all sat on the roof of the school. 'You ask me in the middle of a lesson, that I
Beyond it allYou touch me as gently as possible, afraid of my glass skin breaking apart.Beyond it all by PleasurelyPainful
You get lost in my ocean eyes. Diving in, until you're in the deepest depths.
You run your fingers through my golden field of hair, and try to bring me back to this world.
Melting the darkness away.
Slowing the chaos down, if only for a moment.
Filling my world with light once again.
Captivating me, with all that you do.
Kissing my scars, allowing them to dissolve into nothing, as if they never existed.
You lightly place your hands on my heart. Your touch has the power to heal these wounds .
Hold on to me tight, as if I'll disappear, because soon I will...
I'll run into the stars and beyond the moon, you trailing behind as we fly, High above the universe.
We can run over the sun, around Jupiter and back to Venus. They'll never catch us.
We'll run until we find our own world, it's just beyond Pluto. The highest of high points.
Do you know where it is? It's there, whenever we kiss, touch, love.
NOT COLDI was running down the stairs, when I bumped against this familiar stranger. I said sorry, but all I got was a cold glare. Who does he think he is? I said sorry. Oh, never mind.NOT COLD by crookedbitterfingers
"Hurry! Next class is about to start and it's on the other side of the campus!" Jenna yelled bitchily in her high-pitched annoying voice.
"Coming!" I exclaimed, as I rushed down faster. Jenna's a friend. Well, almost. We have four classes together so we kind of walk together to next classes. "Who's that guy again? In history class, the quiet one who aced the test earlier?"
There it goes again, that glued smile and the waves to everyone we pass by. Is she running for council president or something? Haven't heard of that. "You talking to me?" she said and continues the waving thing.
"Uh, yeah. Who else?"
"What was that again?" she asked as she tilted her head.
"I said who was that "
"Oh, hi Jenn and what was your name again?" this Clark guy just popped out of nowhere and barged in.
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Great mothGreat moth that I amGreat moth by After-Eden
my small black eyes bleary for the Moon,
holding you between my dew drop wings
I chirrup quietly to you
Moon, O' precious Moon
climb down from that untouchable sky
let my radio-wave antennas touch a glimmer of you
a crumb of the Moon is all I ask
beige and tan and buggy
all of my legs belong to you
demon Moon, honey Moon
Moon that God has deemed me too unworthy to taste
I am velvet, I am fur coats still breathing
you you you
Moon of my eyes
my minuscule, fleshy pink heart
this feather body that is pregnant with gold
please let my consuming want be enough for you
Old WolfOld wolfOld Wolf by After-Eden
Do not you give up on me,
you with the bare teeth and raw breath
your fur that is gloomy wet beneath my hands
I slowly uncoil my large intestine and feed it to you
My beautiful one,
strange animal of the North
We sit in tender silence
the crushing rain parades on beyond the field of trees and
this place smells like green tea brewing;
a hot house of earthy feelings and mixed emotions
Your company as real as love
I wait for you
do not you give up on me.
Lions on AcidCake consumes cob:Lions on Acid by axes4six
it's a natural order from the deities of tobacco.
Faith dies when it won't come true.
It's hard to tell what came and what we simply never knew
If I saw you right now, I'd pretend we were red soda again.
I'd tell you stories about ponies and plants and perfume and
I'd lick the sticky, icky essence of your mind. It's rather
that you didn't kill yourself
Because, we are men.
That means that if you were dead,
I'd dance around in a kilt like a man waiting for
cannons and barets
and time to reverse so that
You and I were just lonely like lions and
did you know they were lonely?
Kings and things….
Pegasi with fucked up tails and crisply burnt wings,
dying and dyeing.
Don't remind me why. It's november
in my heart.
It gets too cold when we remember
that we may not be human.
I don't feel like I fit the description.
I can twist the tippy top of my toes until the
Our Island of Trees, Part 1Our Island of Trees, Part 1 by maxaxe
"I never wanted any of this to happen."
Two school boys sat on their secondary school playing fields, enjoying the warm, if not rare, British summer. Both around fifteen years old, they have known each other longer than either of them cared to remember, neither one had really changed all that much since they'd met all those years ago in primary school, both remained immature, unsure and relatively uncaring of the future and most of all concerned only with their own enjoyment. The first, Aaron, was the smarter of the two, although brilliant, he rarely used it, only in times that he could get a laugh from his student audience would he be bothered to tap into his mind. He was tall and well built, he'd been asked many a time to play on sports teams throughout his school years, and declining them all under the simple notion that it would require time and effort, only the former would he have in abundance. He was most noted by his other classmates as being a comic and clown, but one that w
-Eyes Open-(2011)Moonlight, limelight-Eyes Open-(2011) by AlyssaStehle
Make me dizzy, make me drunk
Hold that flashlight in the sky
Midnight burglar, steal my soul in a blink
Set off no alarms
Throwing the covers off
In the room where winter sleeps in heavy clouds
Sleep is impossible for now
Dancing on my powdered stage of stardust
Wishing on the sunrise to break this never-ending night
A torturous marionette dance
You’re pulling my strings from the shadow in space
Far above my head, above my understanding
Not knowing any mercy, pulling harder and harder
You’re watching this beautifully pathetic performance of mine
My letters spell out your name
Wordlessly with ease
The feeling of spring escapes
Trembling within my white sigh
This time with my eyes open
I see the meaning within something so meaningless
Rise in the morning with your colors so secret and rare
Bring me the spring I desire more than anything
Even if the coming season blooms with savage thorns
I’ll grab that fate with bare hand
-Still-(2011)You’re still beautiful-Still-(2011) by AlyssaStehle
A glimmer of hope off in the distance
Blessed are my ears, though they may be fooling me still
I know your words and your voice will echo into infinity
You’re still beautiful
After the hate and confusion
Longing returned to my heart
Softly my vows are shattered in a whisper
The paint may be gone but the wall shall remain
You’re still beautiful
Decay breathes beneath the snow
Autumn lives on, struggling to survive
A memory frozen in time and ice
A November evening I can never return to
You’re still beautiful
Despite everything you say to prove me wrong
I cannot deny the truth
Nothing can tarnish the shining emotion I feel
Because I still love you after all
-Ending-(2011)The water on my window distorts the pale blue light-Ending-(2011) by AlyssaStehle
And makes the translucent shadows crawl across the floor
Thunder rumbles across the distant fields
As I rise from the memory of another running dream
Ashes smolder in the falling rain
But the smoke keeps turning on the wind
Reaching towards the seamless cloud cover
The ending was not an ending after all
-Mourning Doves- 2010Standing in the middle of a lovely barrage of flaming arrows-Mourning Doves- 2010 by AlyssaStehle
In my cherished hallowed dreams
Mourning doves cry out from some place I can never return to
Gently, how I want to hold your face in my hands
You, who have corrupted my soul so completely
Waking in my bed of angel down
Shivering like I’ve never been touched by the morning’s solitude
Wishing on every floorboard that passes under my feet
For you to dream of me on a night silenced by snow
In that house on a hill not so far away
Touched only by the crescent moon’s silver gaze
Dream of me then
Witness the pain in my heart, streaming holy waters from my eyes
Eyes that wish only to look upon you
Behind your white rose petal eyelids
There’s something worth fighting for
Breathing as easily as you sleep in your damaged shadows
Let me walk through your mind
Memories placed in shelves, touching the spines as I walk
Standing in the middle of a lovely barrage of flaming arrows
In your night of visions
-Quietly- 2010Slipping away into the crowd-Quietly- 2010 by AlyssaStehle
Neon butterflies begin to stir inside
Clutching a withered rose from long ago
In my small frozen hands
The smell is faint and rotten
But I hang on just the same
Even chasing shadows in the street
Stumbling over uneven pavement
Or nothing at all
Without taking my eyes off your back
You who slips through my fingers into the crowd
Black and deep red through the mass of strangers
Midnight calligraphy ink and three drops of blood
Born from self inflicted wounds
Decorating my fingers like hideous red jewels
Because I’ll never cry out in pain
Even when you’re slipping away into the crowd
And the fluttering fluorescence begins on sight
I can try to convey this miracle to you
But you’re somewhere far away
Smoldering in the ashes of desire and addiction
Leaving your strong scent on the winter frost
An invisible trail for me to follow
I’ll follow wherever it leads
Slipping away into the crowd
Passing by wordless and empty as you are
-This Joy- 2010Tracing your profile for the thousandth time-This Joy- 2010 by AlyssaStehle
Feeling every goose bump raised on my skin
I won’t feel any sorrow committing this horrible crime
Surely a feeing so wonderful cant be a sin
This is joy, only joy
All the inspiration in every second soaked in red or blue
Repainting the sunrise as I walk
Smiling immaculate love when I say I hate you
Repaint the evening sky with me as we talk
This is joy, pure and simple
Even if I never amount to anything in your eyes
Just let me peer into that warm darkness a little more
Even if the truths I told not so long ago become lies
I want to dream in color, I want to be yours
This is joy, this is aching
As the clock ticks and the calendar thins
As I fight this strange battle that never ends
Counting the losses and counting the wins
Because I know all we could ever be is friends
This joy, is temporary
Lavender the Fairy Princess - Chapter 3Lavender the Fairy Princess - Chapter 3 by Lumenovus
A Beautiful Friendship Begins
Like my mother, I almost always kept my wings tucked away. They were somewhat weak from lack of use. Not so with my legs. Since I ran or walked almost everywhere I went, my legs were strong and quick. I’d never raced anyone, but would bet good money I could outrun anyone in the kingdom, man or woman. So I ran back to the dance, a little thrill traveling through me for being able to do something for this mysterious stranger. For being able to do something for anyone, really.
Everyone at dances always treated me as invisible. Instead of hurting my feelings, it came in useful for once. I wouldn’t have to explain to anyone where I was taking all the food. I also grabbed Lumenovus a seed husk full of wine.
When I returned to him I was red-faced and out of breath, bearing a small feast.
“Did you run?” he asked in di
-That Wind-(2011)I’ve become that wind-That Wind-(2011) by AlyssaStehle
The wind that cuts fearlessly through the tree tops
Howling with the evening dogs, bathing in starlight rain
Waiting for the rising moon
Can you hear me?
Listen from your dreamless sleep
This is my time of insanity
I’m leaping through the last days of youth
Clumsily, I tumble into the yellow grass
Falling again and again
Remembering my Indian summer romance
I’ll dream in chocolate vision once again
I’ve stolen everything the sky had to offer
Even so, my heart is insatiable
Send me another comet out of the hopeless silence of space
Fly it over this island drifting through the night
Into the gentile spring
Into my violent winds, charged with electricity
This is only the beginning of my longing
For the heart that has never belonged to anyone
For the dark eyes that pierce my soul as if I was empty
My wonderful dreams will dye this reality with vibrant colors
I’ll pull the stars out of the sky myself until this final wish is granted
Within The PagesHave you ever noticed how the best stories come as a complete surprise?Within The Pages by MySocksRock
I saw this book on the shelf for months, and although I was so tempted to read it, I never touched it. The cover was eye catching with little hints that I would surely be delighted by what I found inside. I'm not sure why I was so intimidated by something that seemed so wonderful. I can only guess that perhaps I was not yet ready for something "wonderful" to be in my life again.
Finally fed up with my own insecurities I decided to reach for the book, to read it and hope it would speak to me. And as I began to read I was in fact surprised, not because it was different than I expected, but because it was so much more. Indeed it did speak to me, oh how it spoke to me. This book spoke to me in words no other story ever has.
I've always said that no words are worth writing if they do not make their reader feel something. There is not a single emotion this story did not make me feel. I
-My Song-(2011)At this, my most precious hour, I am the one who moves-My Song-(2011) by AlyssaStehle
February breathes a morning sigh over the sleeping streets
As my footsteps echo through the loneliness, and splash softly through puddles
Tracing the slow moving constellations with my fingertip
I’ll sing for you
Though my voice cracks on difficult notes
I keep singing for my love who has no love
Because tears don’t suit me, I will not cry for you
My song is a melancholy melody
Floating though the darkness of this town on a hill
At this, my most precious hour, I am the one with a pulse
A racing pulse pounding through my body like lightning
Beyond pain, beyond the anger and sorrow boiling at my core
Determination, embroidered on my personal flag
I’m almost there, I can fly
Burning my frustrations in the marvelous dawn
This time with light on my side and rhythm in my step
I’ll sing for you once more
My song is a triumphant soldier’s march
Cutting the twisting winds with defying words
The Perfect Kiss All I wanted was to guard my heart…The Perfect Kiss by MySocksRock
He terrified me from the beginning. On paper he was perfect. Handsome, smart, funny, sweet… everything a woman would want in a man. It was his eyes though, that scared me more than anything. He had those crystal blue eyes that I get lost in. Those eyes I can’t resist. Once I saw his eyes, I promised myself I would never look at them again.
But I am self destructive aren’t I?
All I wanted was to guard my heart. And If I feel like someone is pushing me away, I go. I can no longer let myself hold on to someone who doesn’t want me. I’ve been broken too many times that way. But when I broke my promise and looked at his eyes, all I felt was peace. I found myself wanting to feel his touch more than I wanted to admit, more than I knew I should.
Still, all I wanted to do was guard my heart.
Then came the moment he asked me to look into his eyes and not
*Lure of Beauty**Lure of Beauty* by Delice1941
Sea foam created beauty
Ageless, eternal temptress
Birthed by oceanic surge.
*Vintage**Vintage* by Delice1941
Brief look into bygone day
Soft monogrammed sheets with lace
Sonnet VEndless sanguine Time, wilt thou breathe cold air,Sonnet V by JaySpeirs
Thou, whose everlasting presence remain,
Shalt chill the memories of one so fair,
Raining snow flakes upon love's burning flame.
Art thou so base to aptly extinguish?
That which keeps me in the stillness of night,
So fondly spent hath slowly diminish'd,
My love, My day, surely you hath no right.
Of the dying year, when time is no more,
Rest assured, when you cease and resting be,
I will need my love more so than before,
To hold in my arms what God hath made me.
Do not steal away my heart's true treasure,
She who I hold beyond all times measure.
the future is lacedi. his eyes are blood shot red, glassy, abhorrent. his nails bite into the skin of my arm, marking me. digging marks that are less permanent than the ones he's dug into my mind. it grows uncomfortable. i pull my arm away. his nails bite harder.the future is laced by GothicSocks
ii. calculative. controlled. that's how he always made me out to be. "do you ever feel? do you ever lose your mind?" he had asked me once. yes. the world is spinning way too fast.
iii. his breath is thin, papery, stale. his lips cracked and the skin destroyed from his constant picking. his scratched finger tips run over the rugged skin. he's changed from biting into my skin, to now grasping it. holding onto me as if he's holding onto the line straight to my soul. do we have souls? we're said to have them. it is said that we are created from dust and divine breath. dust is rancid, dry, dirty. tasteless. is that what we are? dirty? tasteless? past its best? he always brought out the worst in humans. said we're nothing, hopeless. but as i sat and w
IIthe wax drips, tendrils round my neckII by VaeteliaX
crystallize my arms, infect me
to scrawl the words across the darkness
and feel that someone can be
because when the lights fall
and no one can quite believe
that the paradise you see is set in stone
by the people you deny exist
and is a dimension that cannot be reversed
so bring me those scraps of sky i told you to save
make sure they aren't ruined
don't throw them away
my heart crusoes
like a linden tree on the promenade
that one night in june.