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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
-Coffee Eyes- (2010)I’m disappearing, becoming transparent like a ghost-Coffee Eyes- (2010) by AlyssaStehle
I’m vanishing, vanishing
Dissolving into the black starless night
of which I know, there is no return
Like sugar drowning in black coffee the color of your eyes
I can’t breathe, I’m burning
But I don’t care, I don’t care
There is a dawn in sight beyond the pain in my heart
A sunrise more brilliant than any other is mine for the taking
After being in the rain for so long
Won’t it be beautiful?
I’m disappearing, becoming transparent like a ghost
I’m vanishing, vanishing
Becoming one with the blue sky
Swimming through the clouds
It’s cold like your incredible mocking smile
Tingling down my spine, electrocuting my limp heart
Don’t walk by pretending we’ve never met
If our eyes should meet though I’ll be sucked in
I can’t breathe, I’m frozen
But I don’t care, I don’t care
Spring will come even if the frostbite remains
I will bear th
-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
-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
-To Your Door- (2010)Tracing the beginning of a long lost road on a map-To Your Door- (2010) by AlyssaStehle
With my bloodied fingers that quiver silently for you
Drowning the Midwest in my lovely sorrow
One drop at a time
Spreading over that peaceful landscape
A feeling so strong
That it’s translated directly into my dreams
Because while my eyes are open, I’m confused by the spinning scenery
I won’t cry over you, I won’t laugh at you
Everything and nothing together for the first time
How could you do this to me?
Reaching through the crowd, trying to grab onto something
While the clouds block out that gentile familiar sunlight
I refuse to fall asleep in this soothing numb rain
If everything I say is a lie, than this is the one truth
I will never give in to the pain you’re causing
I will never betray my passionately beating heart
Your smile, your laugh, all unattainable things for now
And even though I’m left with only a wet ruined map
Damaged by the wondrous paint made of blood, rain, and tears
I will find
ECHO OF SIGHT: Chapter FourteenWhen we reached The Blue Gnu, Janet was behind the bar and demanded I give her a progress report. I was a little vague, but told her I did everything Alex asked and was doing a lot better for myself.ECHO OF SIGHT: Chapter Fourteen by jfrobbins
Janet asked for an example, so I spout off the things I could hear in the bar: the loud buzzes of the two mini refrigerators behind the counter, the hum of the beer keg and ice coolers, the air conditioning, and the sounds of knives tapping into a cutting board in the kitchen.
She was overly impressed and admitted that she didn’t notice half of them.
“I bet it’s because of all that music you play,” Janet laughed. “You’ve got a great ear, Roland.”
I heard loud stomps behind me and the swing of the kitchen door. A voice boomed along with the drop of a bag on tile, “Sorry I’m late!”
“I’ll give you a break this time!” Janet called back. Her eyes were still on me. “I’ve got a surprise for you, slacker!
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
-Trembling- (2010)Last night I let the wind come in-Trembling- (2010) by AlyssaStehle
To play my ribs like delicate ivory piano keys
Even now my heart is shivering from the sudden chill
If only I could recall that beautiful melody
I would hum it to you
I quietly wished for the sun to never rise
The royal blue sky speckled with blinking stars
I called out to the moon about to disappear
I called out to you many times it seems
This lonely landscape full of stars, I know it’s yours
Without the sun
The streetlight from years ago split my shadow in two
A silhouette of something that doesn’t exist
The three of us have but one set of footprints
Invisible on the gray colored dead end street
The cracks in my heart deepen every day
But it will never be broken
I’ll run miles and miles from my darkened house
Just to see your elusive smile
From the shadows of sleep into the scarlet sunrise
Fearless, breathless, and trembling am I
Letters clumsily becoming tangible
Describing the thoughts that I think constantly
Dreams that flash acr
Boy Falls In LoveYour cheeks hurt. Probably from all the smiling, you think. They were flushed red too. Your heartbeat was rapid and excited, your legs felt unsteady.Boy Falls In Love by AmiHeartsYou
"I love you." Words slip easy from his mouth, as if he was unafraid. As if 'love' didn't cause him manic panic.
Which it did to you, of course. You were unexperienced and so was he. How is it he wasn't as scared as you were? How is it he could look at you, his unwavering gaze almost making you shiver, and how he could stand calm.
Love was vague to you. It was a dull feeling, you didn't feel it often. It was unfocused, like the hazy background music through closed doors or the weak glare of light of closed curtains. You were not used to it being so vibrant. It tired you, almost, but there were moments where you felt energised by its effects for days.
He was strong and stood on his feet. There were times where you would admire him, just admiration, and respect him for his strength. You aspired to be like him, to even rise above
*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
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