Dinner for one now by Kept-in-the-dark, literature
Literature
Dinner for one now
If I told you,
I loved you,
You never listened,
Turned away,
as the tears glistened,
I wasn't going to leave,
But you left me no choice,
I gave up to grieve,
Abandoned my voice,
You see,
You left me,
Emotionally at least,
Too busy too tired,
I never did find out why you were fired,
Silly games,
Secret rendezvous,
Time tames,
But not me and you,
Her notes and her letters,
Conservative black heels,
Lipstick and feathers,
Serves one meals,
"Honey, I'm going to be late"
Her hushed giggles
What did I do,
To push you away?
I gave you everything,
Heart, soul, mind and body,
Everthing I have traded for a seedy hotel l
Colours of The Heart by Kept-in-the-dark, literature
Literature
Colours of The Heart
Red hate balloons like a sunburst
sprinkling in a golden yellow sky that
gazes over the damasked pink roses
which smiling from their beds of green green grass
beneath orange sunsets warming the sky,
dream through the purple magnificence of nite,
to be woken by an endless blue.
And then there's you, can you sing a rainbow too?
It didnt take long for the panic to set in, a few seconds after Edward disappeared the familiar sensation of falling apart returned. I sunk down into my duvet and clutched my sides as the hot tears streamed across the quickly fading blush in my cheeks.
- - - - - - - - - - - - -
Time crawled by as I quietly begged for his return and soon I was just as much a zombie as the first time he left me. Wicked thoughts spun around my helpless brain . . . Was it me? Didnt he love me? Was he bored with his mere-mortal girlfriend? . . .
By the time the sun came up behind its soft curtain of mist and cloud I was frantically calling Alice a
The cold snow brushes against my legs; warmer than the hand that grasps mine and softer than its smooth granite touch. A small sigh escapes my frozen lips as I look up into the two creamy gold orbs that decorate your perfect face; smooth as silk, cold as ice and more beautiful than the stars. My fiancé. How could something so ordinary apply to such an extraordinary person? Someone so selfless and so blind to their own kindness? No word could ever label such a thing.
The face next to mine shines ever so faintly in the glare of the fresh snow: dazzling and bringing a stream of blood to my frozen cheeks. Im making it diff
B e a u t i f u l P a i n by Kept-in-the-dark, literature
Literature
B e a u t i f u l P a i n
Shinier than the sun,
Brighter than the stars,
Eyes that sparkle with fun,
Skin thats traced with scars.
Lips drawn down,
Face turned up,
Golden hair in need of a crown,
Beautiful hands being cut.
I wish I could be Shakespeare by Kept-in-the-dark, literature
Literature
I wish I could be Shakespeare
My lovers tongue speaks not,
Of my rose red lips,
Nor of my perfect smile,
Nor of my hips,
That I starved for awhile,
Nay he speaks,
Of my passion for song,
My love of dance,
Of my cheek in tongue,
Of my remarks like a lance,
He is not wrong
He speaks of my mind,
As if he had once wandered its halls,
Privy to thoughts left behind,
In its hallowed walls,
Probing for emotion,
Behind hidden eyes,
Full of devotion,
Searching for lies.
The muffled too loud blare of headphones pounded through my ears in a desperate attempt to block out the quiet voices in front. Bobbing in and out of my vision two shoulders lean together- laughing. Shes in my seat. My seat. The realisation washed over me like ice and daggers, so clear, so sharp I could almost feel it slice through me. I have no idea who she is. Not really anyway; her name is Maria. Shes thirty one and works as a receptionist. Does she like cats? Does she like the same music we do? What food does she like? Is she funny? I dont know and what if she actually moved in? By now Id already forgott
Dinner for one now by Kept-in-the-dark, literature
Literature
Dinner for one now
If I told you,
I loved you,
You never listened,
Turned away,
as the tears glistened,
I wasn't going to leave,
But you left me no choice,
I gave up to grieve,
Abandoned my voice,
You see,
You left me,
Emotionally at least,
Too busy too tired,
I never did find out why you were fired,
Silly games,
Secret rendezvous,
Time tames,
But not me and you,
Her notes and her letters,
Conservative black heels,
Lipstick and feathers,
Serves one meals,
"Honey, I'm going to be late"
Her hushed giggles
What did I do,
To push you away?
I gave you everything,
Heart, soul, mind and body,
Everthing I have traded for a seedy hotel l
Colours of The Heart by Kept-in-the-dark, literature
Literature
Colours of The Heart
Red hate balloons like a sunburst
sprinkling in a golden yellow sky that
gazes over the damasked pink roses
which smiling from their beds of green green grass
beneath orange sunsets warming the sky,
dream through the purple magnificence of nite,
to be woken by an endless blue.
And then there's you, can you sing a rainbow too?
It didnt take long for the panic to set in, a few seconds after Edward disappeared the familiar sensation of falling apart returned. I sunk down into my duvet and clutched my sides as the hot tears streamed across the quickly fading blush in my cheeks.
- - - - - - - - - - - - -
Time crawled by as I quietly begged for his return and soon I was just as much a zombie as the first time he left me. Wicked thoughts spun around my helpless brain . . . Was it me? Didnt he love me? Was he bored with his mere-mortal girlfriend? . . .
By the time the sun came up behind its soft curtain of mist and cloud I was frantically calling Alice a
The cold snow brushes against my legs; warmer than the hand that grasps mine and softer than its smooth granite touch. A small sigh escapes my frozen lips as I look up into the two creamy gold orbs that decorate your perfect face; smooth as silk, cold as ice and more beautiful than the stars. My fiancé. How could something so ordinary apply to such an extraordinary person? Someone so selfless and so blind to their own kindness? No word could ever label such a thing.
The face next to mine shines ever so faintly in the glare of the fresh snow: dazzling and bringing a stream of blood to my frozen cheeks. Im making it diff
B e a u t i f u l P a i n by Kept-in-the-dark, literature
Literature
B e a u t i f u l P a i n
Shinier than the sun,
Brighter than the stars,
Eyes that sparkle with fun,
Skin thats traced with scars.
Lips drawn down,
Face turned up,
Golden hair in need of a crown,
Beautiful hands being cut.
I wish I could be Shakespeare by Kept-in-the-dark, literature
Literature
I wish I could be Shakespeare
My lovers tongue speaks not,
Of my rose red lips,
Nor of my perfect smile,
Nor of my hips,
That I starved for awhile,
Nay he speaks,
Of my passion for song,
My love of dance,
Of my cheek in tongue,
Of my remarks like a lance,
He is not wrong
He speaks of my mind,
As if he had once wandered its halls,
Privy to thoughts left behind,
In its hallowed walls,
Probing for emotion,
Behind hidden eyes,
Full of devotion,
Searching for lies.
100 Things Japan Cannot Do by shinigamikarasu, literature
Literature
100 Things Japan Cannot Do
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.
There are mentions of possible yaoi pairings in here (America/Japan; Prussia/Canada, Korea/Hong Kong, Germany/Italy), so if you don't like it, don't read.
100 Things Japan Can Not Do
1) I should not agree with everything America says during meetings.
2) It annoys the other nations.
3) Including Switzerland.
4) And he has guns.
5) Big ones.
6) I am not allowed to draw doujinshi of the other nations.
7) Even if they are requested.
8) Especially by France.
9) Or Hungary.
10) I should not tell China that Hello Kitty is cuter than Shinatty-chan.
11) Even if it's true.
12) I am not allowed to talk to
I wish I could be Shakespeare by Kept-in-the-dark, literature
Literature
I wish I could be Shakespeare
My lovers tongue speaks not,
Of my rose red lips,
Nor of my perfect smile,
Nor of my hips,
That I starved for awhile,
Nay he speaks,
Of my passion for song,
My love of dance,
Of my cheek in tongue,
Of my remarks like a lance,
He is not wrong
He speaks of my mind,
As if he had once wandered its halls,
Privy to thoughts left behind,
In its hallowed walls,
Probing for emotion,
Behind hidden eyes,
Full of devotion,
Searching for lies.
I am a Taurus. I think star signs tell people a lot, you can definitely tell when people try and go against their sign.
I have a cat that I tend to use as a hanky (he's great to hug when I cry).
I like writing but I hate people I know reading it.
I LOVE reading and I read anything I can get my hands on, I also tend to get a bit agitated when I don't have anything to read.
My parents are divorced, but whop isn't these days? I live with my Dad and he's great, but if he asks then he's acomplete loser ;)
I love my cousin more than anyone in the world, she is my best friend and I tell her everything, she's good at being the grown-up one but I'm the eldest.
Finally I have a tendency to say anything that pops into my head, hence the rather strange explanation.
Current Residence: I'm not really sure but it's nice. Favourite genre of music: Soundtrack but mainly Sondheim and Elfman also meaningful stuff Favourite style of art: Photo Manipulation or mixmedia and Prose Operating System: XP MP3 player of choice: ipod! Shell of choice: HERMET! Wallpaper of choice: "the cheery wallpaper was a real bargain. It was only partly singed when the chaple burnt down. Favourite cartoon character: Bugs bunnny! hands down oh and Tazz! Personal Quote: "don't be unpleasant - thats my job!"
Favourite Visual Artist
Chloe Francesca Ridgway/wall
Favourite Movies
Sweeney Todd! + Lock,stock and two smoking barrels, Snatch, Pretty woman, Bridget Jones, etc
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
We the kings,Crowded House and Christmassy stuff at the mo. and sweeney soundtrack.
Favourite Writers
William shakespeare, Robert Browning and Stephenie Meyer
Favourite Games
the lemonade game! YaY!
Favourite Gaming Platform
PS2 or Nintendo WII or PSP or PC
Tools of the Trade
UH ME NOGGIN? oh and Microsoft word. luv it cos its so old and simple and there
soooo lots to catchup on since my last journal
1) I started college woo! (Ilive in England so to my overseas friends thats whatever you do when you are in your 16th year XD (overall not just in eduacation XD))
2) I played at being a model for my friends media assignmet which was fun and kinda strange I don't usually look like that XD
and now for the bad news :(
3) I had a house party that went horribly wrong; my house was crashed and trashed and my ipos touch with all my current writing notes appointments and basically my life was stolen :(
chin up tho; Christmas soon, a concert next week and the scary twi-hard fangurl in me is buzzing f
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Well in case some of you didn't know right now we are in the days of "bright nights" the nights with a large moon which also means in about three weeks we will have our New Moon the darkest of nights but also a time to start anew. Which is perfect! Because my room will be decorated by then so I will move back on the New moon :)awesoem I know and handy to start anew for summer I just thought you'd like to know so if there's anything you guys need a fresh start in comment and let me know :D