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Head over heelsThey say you shouldn't give up something goodHead over heels by MindSoulBody-Believe
to find better
You were good,
but I gave you up for what ever
I miss you now
I need you now
I want you now
I could say it again and again
You were right,
me and him did fight
You're going back,
but I won't meet you down the track
not so far atleast
We're in different continents
even if you go back
we'll still be thousands of miles apart
I scarred you when I did
because of what I did
because of all I fibbed
I can apologize over,
over and over
but I was around you long enough to know
you wouldn't trust an old lover
I made a mistake
I didn't know what was at stake
I know I messed you up
I just want to try and fix you up
You might not see this... Never
but in my heart is where you'll always be... Forever
I'm afraid of it now more than I ever was,
because when you're around I don't need a drug to sore high
Our MomentShe lay there in his arms for what she knew would be the final time. The last few moments that would be truly theirs. The warmth of his skin, the look in his eyes, the feel of his touch, every one of these she would miss. He too looked on her for his final time, as they sat listening to a distant aeroplane in the sky. The room was dark, only illuminated by a low, flickering street light outside, its mumbling buzz just audible over their heavy breathing. She moved her head slightly, resting her head on his bare chest. They began remembering all the moments they had shared in this city. The day they met; his asking for directions to classes three years ago. The time not long after that he'd plucked up the courage to ask her on a date, his was so nervous he tripped over his words so many times she had to ask him to repeat himself. The first time they shared a kiss atop of the abandoned church on the hill, its bell tower a perfect view over the city. She could still remember the cold nightOur Moment by maxaxe
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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
Poetry Commissions Open, October 2013Greetings and Salutations, Everyone!Poetry Commissions Open, October 2013 by Jeanneau-La-Pin
Taking a page from my youngest daughter, who is also a member on this rather interesting site, I have also decided to start offering literary commissions, in my case: Poetry.
I have been writing in general for a good many years, and even longer where my poetry is concerned, having published a book of original French poetry just a few years ago (and I will post the cover to and Amazon.com link within my gallery a bit later, for anyone interested within purchasing it - Those who can read/understand French, that is ).
A few, more recent examples are already within my gallery, and I will place here, as well.
There is honestly no form I do not or cannot do, except perhaps Limericks, I suppose.
My information is as follows:
POETRY FORMS, WORD COUNT LIMIT OFFERED, and PRICES
I FellI fell down into a hole of despair,I Fell by HakunRyozaku
and felt a pain that no one can bear.
Lost in the dark and stuck without a way,
I feel less pain the longer I stay.
My feelings and emotions are slowly numbing,
my hopes and my dreams are already crumbling.
I fell down and now I can't get back up,
now all I can see is a half empty cup.
Lost my strength and lost my will,
all I can do now is just stay still.
I look up to see the bright eyes,
staring at me while my soul slowly dies.
One step and another yet I still can't see the light,
another step, and I fall back into the night.
Here is a darkness I cannot stand,
my hope is holding on by the last strand.
Someone save me before I completely lose my way,
please don't leave me here for another day...
-Laura From Now On- a short story-Laura From Now On- a short story by AlyssaStehle
She flexed her tender aching wings in her sleep. I can’t reach the place where she lays. Reality is such a flexible thing. It changes person to person. What matters is how reality is perceived. Even so, I cannot escape my own reality. I can bend it, and bend it, but it will never be broken. I have an insatiable yearning to shatter this world. I reached though the smoky images floating seconds away. I was reaching for her. She stirred once more and sent ripples though time. Ah, Iris, you’re so beautiful. You don’t know it, but you are.
I curse myself every time this happens. I torture myself. I talk down to myself. I hate myself. I’m so gluttonous. How many innocents must I sacrifice before I am appeased? I don’t know. I can’t stop. I can’t remember when it started. Every time it starts I say, “This will be the last
-Enchanting Voice- (2009)Your enchanting voice-Enchanting Voice- (2009) by AlyssaStehle
Whispered softly through the shadows
You were casting a spell on me
Making me forget all the painful days
The days sunk in murky water
My precious illusions
Reflected on the surface
My enchanting voice
Echoed from your hearts inferno
Telling you all the things you long to hear
I was casting a spell on you
Making you remember all the gentile days
The days lost in moonless nights
Your deceiving shadows
Stretched across the floor
-Peppermints and Rain- (2009)Follow the leader to this sacred place-Peppermints and Rain- (2009) by AlyssaStehle
Where the high up electric wires criss-cross the perfect sky
I’ll share these super strong peppermints
And you’ll feel this ice cold fire in your mouth too
Although the aftertaste is a little bitter it’s still good
That sweet, sweet melody from just over there
You can hear it right? You can feel it in your chest can’t you?
That green, green grass that grows so far away
With all the blades individually beckoning you to come forth
You’ll go there and you’ll see
It’s the same grass that ran beneath your feet
Your heart may be dancing like a flame
Brightly, painfully, without stop, without reason
The smoke may burn your eyes and make you lose control
But it’s not from any weakness
Because even the most perfect days turn to night
That drum, that tuneless music is rumbling thunder
Dark gray clouds will take this beautiful sky away
Soon all the flames that brought you so much agony
They’ll be wa
-Newborn Star- (2009)Your lonely tear became a nameless star-Newborn Star- (2009) by AlyssaStehle
Looking at it directly it’ll disappear
Going alone to that sacred place
That dark world so far from here
Make a wish on that newborn star
Then your mind will always stay clear
That small quivering light
Far away on the other side of fear
Believe in its power to overcome night
You’ll be with the one you hold dear
Until that wonderful day arrives
I will always be near
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
Lavender the Fairy Princess - Chapter 2Lavender the Fairy Princess - Chapter 2 by Lumenovus
I wandered to where I couldn’t hear the music any longer, and had only the night breeze and crickets for company. Even on festival nights, this was my only enjoyment. Maybe I was ugly and undesirable, but nature was still beautiful. The crickets would never call me a freak, the breeze wouldn’t skip over me and find someone else’s cheeks to caress.
I looked at the moon hanging over the distant peaks of the palace, and wondered what mysteries lay beyond my father’s kingdom. There has to be more to life than this, I thought. What do people do out there, in other kingdoms and the wilderness? How do they find love? As I thought about the outside world, I suddenly thought of that poor stranger Bolton and Simon had brought.
There was something about him that had kept him in the back of my mind all night, I realized. His speech was so
Lavender the Fairy Princess - Chapter 1Lavender the Fairy Princess - Chapter 1 by Lumenovus
I can think back to the first time I saw him. I didn’t think of the word beautiful as I do now, that came as we grew to know each other. However, I could not stop looking at the traveler that came to my father’s kingdom. It wasn’t simply because he was foreign. My eyes were just drawn to him, and I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to say exactly why.
I am Princess Lavender of the Luna fairies. The Luna tribe is almost the largest in the realm of Faerie, second only to the Sol tribe. If I had been born a boy, I would one day rule the Luna fairies. Instead, my cousin Braxon will rule, since I’ve no brothers. As for me? My father, King Almaden, promised me to the heir of the Sol Fairies, Prince Apollo, as a wife. A purely political move that promised to unite the two most powerful fairy tribes, as well as ruin my life.
This Becomes All That We AreWe are the sand in the river of life,This Becomes All That We Are by Paul-1485
Rolling and washing around
Our submerged minds find it hard
To stay firmly gripped on something solid,
To stay where we are best,
And the daylight is often too real
And harsh for our simple tri-colour eyes.
Can the river ever win the race with the Salmon,
Is this a lost letter from afar?
Unleashed beasts with no name,
See them roam the fields and
Woods of this land, in hunt for food,
Their fur is thick and it shines
With the song of the warm sun,
A sweet gentle summer lament.
Point to your favourite point,
The compass encompasses the grey city,
That in turn swallows the country around it,
And litter now lays where flowers once grew,
All along the roads and wastelands of rubble and glass.
Point to your favourite stone,
Upon the horizon we melt,
Thus a leaf is cast free upon the winter breeze,
Cascading down through the bare trees,
A silent memorial of what we once knew,
Where we once trod, along and in line,
A place now forgot, hidd
-Goodbye- (2009)That street I thought I knew so well-Goodbye- (2009) by AlyssaStehle
Turned out to be a dead end after all
The foggy memory took hold of the moon
And bit it in half
The rest of the town was sleeping
I’m sure no one else saw it but me
Through the haze of misguided clouds
I wonder if you ever watch me disappear
Bare feet slapping the pavement like warm rain
A flutter of white breathing off into the distance
Holding my breath, I’ll keep running
Round the corner with the wind whispering in my ears
Beneath the abandoned lamppost
Chasing your shadows, past and present
Through the twisted streets I see in my dreams
Always slick with midnight rains
There, in the heart of my dreams
Every mystery-laden road leads to your door
Every door opens your heart
It’s a place where there is no goodbye
*Snowman*Winter's cold embrace*Snowman* by Delice1941
Stoic snowman, coal black eye
Granddad's cashmere scarf
Captivating carrot nose
*Night Life*Sad disenchantment*Night Life* by Delice1941
Lonely nights without laughter
Wretched gloomy life.
Arise at sundown
Hunter’s moon, crimson terrain
Bid goodbye to sunlit day
Swallowed by darkness.
Crystal lake in mist
Painful to recall pleasure
Hills echo with tears.
Sunrise, morning light
Creature of darkness, vanished
Secret resting place.
*Seasonal*The Stable*Seasonal* by Delice1941
Re-enact that special birth
Time to reflect.
Hope is running high
Will that special beau
Engender love's first sigh.
Holly from the wood
Amass of berries, red
Festive door, looking good
Christmas message spread.
Hours cooking, dinner done
Brandy flame did leap
Crackers pulled, 'twas good fun
Now all we do is sleep.
Television rattles on
Kitchen is a mess
Grandpa snores, hat askew
Christmas is the best.
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.
The Agreement -Part 1- Surveying the brightly lit stage from the balcony of the school auditorium, Sierra fought a creeping sense of nausea. She hated this part of rehearsal. This was the fourth day in row she'd been forced to watch the guy of her dreams practice a kissing scene with the girl of her nightmares. She wanted nothing more than to put the image out of her mind and run until her legs gave out. But there were two problems with that: One being that she had no claim to Justin Young in truth, he barely knew she existed. The other problem being, it was her job to run the spotlight. And so she remained at her post, an unwilling witness to a tragedy that everyone else saw as a simple high school play.The Agreement -Part 1- by Hedge-of-Thorns
Delaying the inevitable, the theater director called for a pause as he hopped up onto the stage, barking instructions and repositioned his actors. The director was a short, balding man with a pot belly and an abundance of n