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My Boy...sadness engulfing
the waves slowly retreating
i see, in the far oceans
his back facing
the dark rocks
droplets running off
his young face
he tries to smile.
but the waves push him
towards the other end
he glances at me.
i try to move forward
but it seems
the waves are pushing me
further, further, further
and when i look again
my boy is gone
i miss him already, my boy
not a proper "goodbye"
i blink in disbelief
my boy wouldn't leave me like that
but he does
i wonder what he has done
to deserve such a treatment
my poor innocent boy
my boy is in pain
but no one understands
i saw it in his eyes
as he looked at me before
i whisper to the wind
i believe you will come back soon
Last FarewellShe waves hello
And I wonder if I should reply.
As if answering, she walks away,
And I see her bright smile slowly disappear
Into something else.
Nothingness fills the air,
And I find it harder to breathe
My brain motions my body to turn,
And as I move away from her,
I feel something wet on my cheeks.
Droplets of regret,
Warmly welcoming me in their embrace.
Goodbye, byeLook for Death,
see the Truth.
they cannot survive
Lies are Lost
never to be found
til' death knocks on the door.
Solutions poured into souls;
Hours are goodbye.
The MonsterThey were surrounded by a vast sea of red.
She was thrashing around wildly, her mouth, filled with salty, rusty tasting red water.
Moments of her young life flashed through her eyes as she felt her body being ripped apart by the heavy creature. She tried to waddle forward, but her movements were limited; she was defenceless. The creature gripped onto her legs, challenging her to move forward. The monster was thirsty, it wanted flesh.
She screamed once more, hoping for a response. Echoes of her shrieks were thrown back at her, leaving her defenceless. She could see her mother crying out her name, black tears streaming down her lined, worried face.
It was own fault for venturing in the vastness alone; she did not believe what the adults said.
As the last moments of her life flashed by, the huge monster threw her in the air, spraying bright red liquid all over. She gasped for another breath of air as she plunged into the deep, dark waters of the ocean, catching her last glimpse of the eve
When the powers of the two combined, it was amazing, magnificent.
And everyone was speechless.
They never spoke, but everyone understood.
Its was the connection of the heart. We understood them. Words were not needed in times like this. People connected to us freely, with any hesitation, it wasnt magic, it was love. They loved the people and love was given to them in return. Euphoria, was love. That was why the people had happy smiles and faces, and nothing would ever sadden them. But they, who kept those dark, heavy secrets, were burdened with them, and they accepted it. It was their fate, their, destiny, and they were happy to see the people so happy. However, the fears that they would reveal these secrets always occurred in their minds. And it was becoming seemingly more difficult to push it away. Their powers could not and would not succumb to their own thoughts, they tried to comfort themselves. Who knew, that one day, those secrets would destroy them, memories leaving
one shot - SUNRISE TO SUNSETIt was still in the wee hours. Looking up, I could see the orange red sky. Those beautiful memories, just outside the old and wooden stilt house above the clear blue water that reflected this beautiful colour. It represented the love between us.
WHY DID YOU SPASH WATER ON ME ?!! I JUST BATHED! he just smiled and started running away, leaving a huge amount of sand on me. I got up and run after him. YOU KNOW I CANT RUN ?!! I shouted helplessly. My tear stained face was smeared with black as i looked towards the photo on my hands. Our smiles were genuine and true, we were very in love then.
[Return from flashback]
I could feel the empty space beside me. I could not help it. I missed his warmth so badly. I would rather sleep on the sofa than change the bedsheets I was afraid I would forget his scent But i promised myself to forget this unfaithful man. I would have dreams of him, with that woman. SHE STOLE MY PLACE. SHE SPOILED MY DREAMS. SHE STOLE
RQ: Parent AU: Rivaille x Reader: Snow DayA languid sigh escaped your lips as you pulled a stray foot back underneath the comforter that you hugged to your body. The air in the room was chilled with morning frost, but under the quilt it was warm and comfortable in the arms of your husband. Rivaille's soft snores blew onto your exposed shoulder blade, tickling the bare skin there. Your eyes fluttered open gently, slowly focusing on the dim light outside, and the silent snow that fell from the heavens.
"Guess it's a snow day." You murmured softly. A soft murmur was Rivaille's only reply.
You relished the infrequent morning such as this. Normally Rivaille was gone for work before you woke up, but on days where it was hard to travel to the office you got to spend a few extra minutes curled up next to his warm figure.
However, on days such as this, the peace never lasted for long.
It started with the quiet sound of pitter patter foosteps, echoing down the hall on wooden floorboards. Then the sound of h
Tony x Child! Reader I'm Coming Home
Tony x Child! Reader I’m Coming Home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
Tell the world I’m coming home
(Name) Stark, daughter of the world’s favorite billionaire, stared out of the window with a frown on her face, her small brow furrowed as she observed the throngs of people travelling around at rush hour. She had a natural talent for recognizing faces, but the falling rain tended to obscure her vision.
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they’ve forgiven my mistakes
She’d caught him drinking again. He’d been trying non-stop to go cold turkey on the drinks. Which isn’t the easiest thing when you’re suffering from alcoholism. She sighed at the memory. (Name) had begun to scold him, however being four years old didn’t prove for much influence on the man. Not when he was as drunk as he had been that night, anyways.
Don't leave - Netherlands x Reader
The rays of the sunlight woke you up. Your squinted your eyes and stretched, turning around in the bed. It was a sunny day, birds were chirping, a perfect, cliché day. Until. . . You looked at your alarm clock and realized you had one hour to get ready for work. You sighed, you really didn’t feel like working today.
After a few minutes you managed to sit up and throw your legs over the edge of the bed, you rubbed your face with your hands and groaned. Slowly, you raised yourself but was pulled back into the bed. You gasped, two muscular arms wrapped around you and prevented you from walking away.
You relaxed into the grip and giggled when you heard small murmurs against your hair. “You know, I can’t hear you when you have your face buried in my hair.” You chuckled and turned around so you were facing him. Your husband, Tim Jansen.*
[ Since Netherlands doesn’t have an official Surname, what I know about anyway, I just picked a random name for him.
Horoscopes (AvengersxReader) One-Shot
Tony had been rather bored lately and had even got bored of fooling around with the things in his lab. He decided to head downstairs where the other Avengers were to, most likely, bother them. When he arrived, they were all where he expected them to be: at the living room watching TV. By the looks of it there was nothing on since you kept switching channels.
“Hey guys,” Tony said as he plopped down next to you.
He tried to snatch the remote from your hands but you merely shot him a death glare and said, “I dare you.”
“Alright then,” he smacked his lips and decided to not do that.
He then got a wicked idea and pulled out his phone. A few days ago he had read something that made him laugh and he thought it would make everyone less bored. Of course it would also stir up some trouble but there’s always trouble with the Avengers.
“Hey guys,” he began. “You want to know this funny thing I read about people who have a certain zodiac
Country!EnglandxHuman!Reader: Forever and Always
"Okay, I spy with my little eye... Something red," you said, your eyes darting around the quiet street as you and Arthur walked along, hand in hand, having just gone out to dinner at your favorite restaurant. The moonlight cast an almost magical glow all around you.
"Is it... That large bouquet of roses in the flower shop over there?" Arthur guessed, pointing to said floral arrangement. You giggled.
"Yep!" you exclaimed, nodding.
"I knew it! And it's my turn now! Let's see here... I spy with my little eye... Something that is absolutely beautiful in every sense of the word," Arthur whispered, smiling and staring right at you. You blushed bright pink, knowing he was talking about you, but you decided to play dumb.
"Is it... The moon?" you asked. Arthur shook his head.
"Nope. Try again," he cooed.
Wordsworth Between Us Snake x Reader
The chilly morning air of your small, cozy home caused the tiny hairs on your forearms to raise and goosebumps to form. “How is it so cold in here? It was nice and warm when I went to bed.” Sliding your feet into a pair of warm slippers to avoid touching your cold hard floor, you scurried to the large, covered window and pulled back the heavy curtains. Just having the sunlight shine in through the glass warmed your room considerably. “There, now. That's much better.” As you walked from room to room, pulling back the curtains and drapes, you heard a gentle knock at your front door. Not expecting any visitors, you pulled your housecoat tightly around your body and slowly cracked open the front door. “Snake, what are you doing here?”
Snake looked straight at you, as it often was, his face was almost completely devoid of any expression. “You never came to see us. Says Emily.”
Immediate guilt hit you. How could you have fo
Movie Night (AvengersxReader)“Tony are you sure we should go the movies?” you asked cautiously. “I mean, you being a billionaire and all, we could have just watched something at your home theater.”
“Yeah but it’s not the same,” he huffed, buying the tickets for everybody.
Tonight was movie night with all the Avengers including Loki. Usually all of you just watch a random movie picked out from Stark’s huge movie library and just pop it in the DVD player, kicking back at the large couch. However tonight Tony insisted that everyone get off their lazy asses and head to a movie theater. Why? The man just liked to be unpredictable, you assumed.
Currently, everyone was on edge. Natasha seemed to be relaxed but you just knew that she was just waiting for Tony or someone else to do something stupid, thus ending the night as a disaster. Bruce was trying to keep to himself mostly by ignoring any fans that whispered about him when they passed by. He tried not to stand out. You k
Thunder (Levi x Reader) [AU]
The sound of booming thunder woke me up. I rubbed my eyes and glanced at the clock:
I groggily dragged myself off the bed, staggered towards the window, and looked outside. Lightning flashed, illuminating the clouds with an ominous dark yellow glow. Thunder quickly followed, the sound making me feel like the earth would split into two. The crackling thunder was deafening, and it scared me.
I've always hated thunderstorms. The sound of booming and crackling and the flashy thin bolts of lightning has always made me quiver in fear. I couldn't bear to sleep while hearing those sounds without burying myself in the blankets and blocking out little of the sound with my earphones, turning up the music as loud as it can go. Well, as loud as my ears can handle.
'Hmm, might as well stay up,' I thought aloud, walking to the bedroom door with a blanket covering most of my figure.
It was late and the nightclub you had entered was jam-packed. Everywhere you looked there were people dancing to the explosive beat that pulsed from the large speakers, and drunken souls making fools of themselves. Normally, you weren't comfortable in places such as this, but tonight you had made an exception. Because tonight you had every reason to party.
From your place at the bar you could see everything that the club had to offer. From its flashing lights, to its excellent sound-system and wide variety of beverages, it was pure heaven. Well, to any hardcore clubber at least.
You sighed gently as you took another sip from your glass of water, and moved to ask the bartender for another when someone exhaled loudly right next to you. You already knew who it was before you turned to look, but it was a sad fact that you couldn't blow off your companion forever. No matter how tempting the idea might be.
Darcy Lewis stood in all
The meaning of Five.To Junsu, Brazil was place he would keep in his memories.
It was somewhere where he finally understood the meaning of five.
The day before he was to leave for Brazil, Jaejoong was so anxious, he kept repacking Junsus luggage, adding things and then taking them out. Yunho was worse, he kept asking Changmin about the flight details; and Changmin would forget every single time. Yoochun kept disappearing into the washroom, reappearing ten minutes later, in fresh clothes.
The next morning, Junsu awoke to find himself on the sofa, the other four sleeping on the floor. He smiled at the sight, got ready, wrote a note, and left for the airport. The moment he reached the Brazilian airport, he was rushed to the filming site. A minute was given for introductions, and the work began. He didnt even have time to react; and suddenly he found himself on the roof of a building, trying to sing and strum a guitar.
The day ended late and the instant his phone was switched on, he found plenty of
The Parlour IncidentOne day in July, I believe it was, I found myself sitting with several acquaintances in Christopher's parlour. It was one of those deliciously lazy afternoons which only the summer in her full glory can bring. The room had a wan, listless light to it, relaxing the other guests and myself as we languidly chatted over tea and crumpets. The air was also sluggishly heavy, dulling the senses to a slowly-blended calm engendered by the heat of St. Othniel's southerly climate.
At length, after much stimulating conversation, Christopher stood, producing a book of sheet music.
"What do you all say to a bit of music?" he asked.
"Certainly," I answered.
"Oh yes, please do darling!" Tabitha exclaimed, "he's quite the maestro."
Christopher laughed, shaking his head.
"Now, now love, I'd not go that far."
He strode over to the piano as the other guests urged him on. Ida entered the room bearing a merrily steaming teapot and more crumpets.
"More tea sirs?" she inquired, shooting sideways glances at her
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