Is it easier to bear the full pain and let it go to heal later?
Or
Is it better to patient taking the pain blow by blow to heal later?
Both involve pain
Both people in either circumstance is strong
Darling, whatever path you decide on,
I know you'll survive past the pain no matter how long it takes.
So don't worry so much about
the degree of pain or how quickly the jabs hit home...
Because Darling
I don't think you really know,
How strong you actually are.
I don't hide with subtle poetic techniques
or complicate with sophisticated vocabulary
or dodge with rhyme or rhythm
My mistakes can be seen clearly within my grammar
My experience is shown in the loopholes within my ideas and analogies
You can classify my writing as poetry
but what I write is my emotions
And that is harder to write then any piece of poetry
Humidity fills the air with a tension about to break
I see the darker then black clouds float overhead
Then
Out of nowhere
My teardrops fall down
and
raindrops start to pitter patter on the ground
Thunder booms in the distance
My sobs grow louder and louder
Lightening strikes
Nostalgia fills my heart
Hail starts to clatter down
My hands are ice cold...
It's bucketing down
The elements are against me
The wind's going to knock my castle
The cyclones going to take me away
up,up,up
and then
Down,
down,
down
...
I'm crouching down
I watch the leaves and twigs get caught in the gutter
My nose is blocked and I can't swallow
It
I feel like an idiot.
How do you hope?
It sounds simple
But it's so complicated.
I just dunno how to 'human' sometimes
I feel like a stupid idiot.
I've made so many mistakes and I have a pile of regrets.
how do you say sorry?
Without being awkward or angry
without messing up
I just dunno how to 'human' sometimes
I feel like a crazy stupid idiot.
How do you get rid of it?
there's this feeling in my chest weighing me down
On a gloomy day, I don't know if I'll make it
Perhaps I should say something but I hide behind a smile
I just dunno how to 'human' sometimes
I feel like an absolute crazy stupid idiot.
Is this what's called bei
Crashing down-oh nope it's love again by manathequeen, literature
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Crashing down-oh nope it's love again
Love is better than any drug.
It lifts you up and it makes you soar and everyone around you can feel it within you.
It spreads and it's beautiful because it dares to defy everything in its path
Except it can't sometimes.
And then you fall.
And it's more painful than any crash you know
Sort of like making it up to space and falling back down to earth...
Sort of like a thousand needles stabbing at you heart...
But it's worse then that.
A part of your heart gets taken away.
And you just learn to trudge on.
Love is beautiful but deadly.
It lifts you up just to see you crash to the ground.
Sort of like hope...
If you don't want to crash
I thought humans were better than this
I thought that we left all that behind in the past
I thought humanity knew what they were doing for once
I believed we were working towards a common goal
I believed we knew what we were fighting for
I believed we would see peace one day
But my beliefs were shattered and blown away be a small inhumane act
I wish our government and the authorities would look at the facts
I wish our people would understand the simple truth
I wish we could stop this irrational war
I wish things were different...but wishes don't change anything
If this isn't the time
when humanity could finally unite
where all inju
Sigh
It's sad feeling lonely and thinking no one feels your pain
It's sad that people wear fake smiles
It's sad that sometimes you compare yourself to a result
It's sad when you think there's no hope
It's sad when you don't realize another person's pain
It's sad when you want to comfort them but you don't know how
And it's really sad when all you really want is someone to notice and give you a hug
And you think or realize that you have to make the first step
but you're so afraid to fall.....and it makes me want to cry
You think that you're a rock sinking everyone down
A black hole that sucks all life away
A dark rain cloud that covers the suns rays
An insect feasting on a majestic rose
A small flea jumping around, annoying everyone
And anything else really,
Anything that's dark, gloomy, depressing and heavy
You think that you're a burden
because of what you carry inside your heart
You just let the darkness inside grow
instead of letting the light shine
instead of letting it go
I'm saying all this because you should know
You are NOT a burden
Not before
Not now
Not ever
...
So can you please tell me:
What's wrong? Do you need a hug? Don't worry.
Keeping on a fake smile is hard,
cause sometimes,
You smile genuinely and
you never realize this until
you wear a smile with no meaning and
you wish with all your heart
that another smile that means the world
will appear on your face once again.
Forgiveness
I won’t say it’s easy
I won’t say it’s a breeze
Sometimes we’re too lazy
Other times we just freeze
When all we should do is to shout and scream
Those three words:
Please forgive me
I’m sorry too
I forgive you
Sometimes it’s too hard to say a simple sorry.
And it shouldn't matter who did it
And it shouldn't matter about who started it
But all in all it does matter
Even when we wish it didn't.
When you’re independent
And you don’t ca
Hey, have I ever told you by manathequeen, literature
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Hey, have I ever told you
Hey, have I ever told you, you're beautiful?
Perhaps not. Maybe in a sarcastic way.
You sometimes played the fool, but I wanted you to know that you're so cool.
The way you smiled, lighted everyone's day and I just wanted to say...
I love you
Cheesy I know but it's true.
every single word of it.
They're meant for you.
I could never be the person I am if it wasn't for you.
You taught us so many things. I just didn't realize it until now.
I remember every laugh, every tear, every smile and every fear
You seemed to know what to say, you gave me a hug and you never walked away.
So patient, so kind. sometimes undefined.
You had you're troubles
The two before the one ( A christinean story) 8 by manathequeen, literature
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Then you can just stay here. Actually are you good at gathering information?" I asked. An Idea was forming in my head.
"Yup. I've got some friends and contacts. Why?"
"Try to find out where is the best place around here to get a sword."
"Why do you need a sword?"
I handed him the coffee. "I just need it."
"Okay then. I'll find it"
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Chris's point of view
So here I am on one of the many muddy and unpaved paths in this town. After our conversat
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When I was sure he was gone I grabbed the boy by the arm and I started to drag him away from the crowd and noise. He said nothing. He didn't even shout at me. I dragged all the way across the square and into the dark alley way. Still he said nothing. I opened the back door to the house I was renting and I pushed him through the corridor and into the lounge/ kitchen room. He still said nothing! All he did was glare defiantly at anything he saw.
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"Thanks" he replied quietly.
Lo and behold he actually had some manners. It's a miracle. It's Wonderful. It's amazin- oh hell. work.
"Ah, sorry I got to go to work. I kind of ran away. You can stay here if you want to. I'll be back in the afternoon" I ran for the door. I would be so lucky if I didn't get fired for this.
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Boy's point of view
Huh. So he was forgetful as well as sarcastic. Oh well at least he was a good cook. I took another bi
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This is what happens when you rescue a homeless boy who faced certain death out on the streets. Not only that, now I have to get a sword and start practicing again because I owe that stupid serf. When was the duel again? Oh yeah. It's at Garnlednorth wood at midnight, in a fortnight. Even more work to do
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The next Day
"Good morning" I sipped my cup of coffee.
"Why the hell was I covered in food?" he rubbed his eyes and yawned.
"You tell
It's interesting how much a movie can effect you. How much you can cry for someone else, feel that persons feelings, just by watching a screen. Well, that might not always be true. It might not effect you at all. You just watch. Just watch to be released from your own reality. Then again, that is the purpose of movies in the first place. You want to run away from reality, but only for a bit. Maybe to give you strength, or a rest. Maybe to give you joy.
Well you can guess that I just watched a movie that effected me quite a bit. Yes, it made me cry. But it also made me happy, laugh a bit here and there. It was one of those meaningful fi
Little red flowers, filling the room
Leaving a scent sweeter then my groom
Petals so small all around me
Making a mess, which is nice to see
But you are not here to be by my side
I thought you told me that I was your bride
So come back to me, and stay this time
And again we will laugh while trying to rhyme
These are four words you will not find new
But I have to tell you, I only love you
Thoughts a lover might have
Thoughts of someone in love
Is it really beautiful?
Is it something to keep?
I don’t understand
I don’t know what it is you feel
What is love?
Does it have one form?
No, no, it can be different
I love my family
I love my friends
So why can’t I love you?
Why are you different?
I don’t understand
Why am I different?
Why can’t I feel your love?
Why won’t I love you?!
Why…
Why can’t I…?
Darkness binds and darkness folds
don't be afraid to take hold
be in charge and
decide for once
are you here to die or here to guide
Now I know it's not easy
I know it's not a breeze but please believe in yourself
For all of us please
You always think you're not pretty
you always say you can't speak
you tell me you're too shy
Well really that's stupid
why can't you just hurry up and do it?
I really am not asking for much
so please I beg don't be in a lurch
but you'll probably say
there's butterflies in your stomach
you feel like you want to kill someone
there's a maniac on the loose
Seriously you'll make up any excuse
but I really ca
Hey I'm Manathequeen but you can call me Mana. There's many things I want to do in life ( for example a teacher or a GP by day and a magician by night) but I also want to become a writer. I like working on stories which I never finish and other random things. I'm generally shy and antisocial, so don't mind me if I'm never there. Current Residence: Australia Skin of choice: mine Favourite cartoon character: bass from megaman
She dreams a storm
Her heads in the clouds
But her feet are on the ground
She wants to stay up there in the sky.
Why?
Because The people on the ground don't believe
The people on the ground criticize her dreams
They say she won't make it
She's going to lose her way
She'll be drowning on the waves
Made by the people better than her
She doesn't want to go to the ground
Because she's afraid
What if those people are right?
What if I'm wrong?
What if I try
But fall
What if I keep on trying but keep on falling?
Doesn't that mean my dream wasn't meant to be?
Doesn't that mean I can't keep up?
She want's to stay in the sky and d
Hey people who actually read this :D
Yes I will try to update...once my laptop actually works. I'm on the IPad now I case you were wondering.
So like 2 days ago it was forever alone day or valentines day. So at my school if you were forever alone you wrote forever alone on your wrist. Then I got some chocolate from my friends and I had an awesome morning. After a while I got a pen and wrote:
Forever alone <3 but I've got my friends :D
Also I madeanotherpoem thingy:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I don't havea boy friend,
But I have you :D
Hello guys,
Well tomorrow it will be that time of the year when us, forever alone people will band together. Yup VALENTINES DAY... or as i like to call it forever alone day. I'll just show you an awesome poem someone made up in school. Tell me if you agree/like it.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I'm forever alone,
Just like you <3
so guys happy FOREVER ALONE DAY for tomorrow...unless you have a special someone ;) (you guys aren't invited to forever alone day, you can go to this 'valentines' day thing.)
well ttyl
but it was still beautiful. I should actually say thanks for making something beautiful like that because in a way it inspired me to think of a character to fit into a story or poem. So thanks for the llama and awesome work