Puff, puff, puff, the cloud slowly drifts by. It drifts endlessly through the sky, devouring other clouds, and becoming a much bigger being than it once used to be. It grows so big that it devours the entire sky, turning the bright blue hue into a dull gray wasteland.
It is an interesting thought, wondering what it would be like to be a cloud. My biggest choice of the day is weather or not I want to float east or west. Weather or not I should rain on the unsuspecting people below. If a cloud had emotions, I imagine they would be mellow. A mellow cloud drifting by wondering what it is going to do. It does not care about anything, because it
There was a ripple and a splosh as the pebble hit the surface of the water. The small waves spread out to encompass the vast body of water, and as soon as they hit the shore, the surface was completely still and smooth again. The moonlight shines down, turning the calm water into a mirror. An entire world is now on the other side of this water, a world the complete opposite of ours. It is a world free of all the troubles and tribulations our world has. It is also, however, a world that is shattered by the slightest breeze.
No sooner than thinking this, does the world shatter. A ripple distorts and curls the moon into a wicked form. No long
My words.
My words are my power.
A power too great to handle,
But also to weak for anything.
I can cut down armies,
With a single word.
I can lose a friend,
With that same word.
I can change the world,
Shape it up,
Make it better,
Just with my words
I can change the world,
Tear it down,
Destroy it's foundation,
Just with my words.
Sometimes my words are meaningless.
Sometimes my words are meaningful.
However I use them though,
They are my words
My words are my life.
Delicately intertwined.
With my soul,
And my heart
So take these words,
Clean them up,
Cut the edges,
Make them nice.
Take these words,
Step on them,
A million times you asked me,
"Why are you smiling?"
And a million times I replied,
"Because the sun is out."
Never did you realize,
The significance of my words.
Never did you see the truth,
Behind the smile.
Never did you see,
What everyone else saw of me.
A frown adorning my face,
Like the plaque nailed to the wall..
I tell you now though,
That it was the sunshine that made me smile.
A ray of light that only shined on me...
The brightness that only I could see.
It is you who are my sun.
I am but a flower,
Living off your shine.
I am your lilac.
Though you never saw it,
I wilted when you were gone.
I strived to bate my
Drifting away,
Into the mist.
Gone without warning,
Gone without warning.
Time flying by,
Broken watch on my wrist.
The world is mourning,
The world is mourning.
The hollowed eyes,
The broken mind.
Shallow lies,
Shallow lies.
Reality gone,
The cogs don't grind.
Broken ties,
Broken ties.
Encompassed in darkness,
All is gone.
Ashy snow,
Ashy snow.
A blinding light,
A pretty song.
Pleasent glow,
Pleasent glow.
A soft hand,
A gently pull.
Calm feeling,
Calm feeling.
A Silhouette,
My uplifted soul.
My heart is reeling,
My heart is reeling.
All is well,
Well at last.
Mind is soaring,
Mind is soaring.
The silhouet
Tale of a First Love, a memoir by Kindren, literature
Literature
Tale of a First Love, a memoir
The leaves were turning, their gold, red, and brown hues setting up many peaceful and beautiful sunsets. The wind was starting to get a brisk, cutting feel to it. Most of all, much of the liveliness was starting to leave the world. The cold and desolate days of winter were soon going to be upon the natives of Colorado.
School was getting back in for many students, and for most students it was a time of dread. A new school year, harder classes, new faces, all sorts of unknowns were lying ahead. There was always a tension at the start of a new school year. Students trying to get out of the mind set of always having free time were now trying to
Tale of a First Love, a memoir by Kindren, literature
Literature
Tale of a First Love, a memoir
The leaves were turning, their gold, red, and brown hues setting up many peaceful and beautiful sunsets. The wind was starting to get a brisk, cutting feel to it. Most of all, much of the liveliness was starting to leave the world. The cold and desolate days of winter were soon going to be upon the natives of Colorado.
School was getting back in for many students, and for most students it was a time of dread. A new school year, harder classes, new faces, all sorts of unknowns were lying ahead. There was always a tension at the start of a new school year. Students trying to get out of the mind set of always having free time were now trying to
Drifting away,
Into the mist.
Gone without warning,
Gone without warning.
Time flying by,
Broken watch on my wrist.
The world is mourning,
The world is mourning.
The hollowed eyes,
The broken mind.
Shallow lies,
Shallow lies.
Reality gone,
The cogs don't grind.
Broken ties,
Broken ties.
Encompassed in darkness,
All is gone.
Ashy snow,
Ashy snow.
A blinding light,
A pretty song.
Pleasent glow,
Pleasent glow.
A soft hand,
A gently pull.
Calm feeling,
Calm feeling.
A Silhouette,
My uplifted soul.
My heart is reeling,
My heart is reeling.
All is well,
Well at last.
Mind is soaring,
Mind is soaring.
The silhouet
A million times you asked me,
"Why are you smiling?"
And a million times I replied,
"Because the sun is out."
Never did you realize,
The significance of my words.
Never did you see the truth,
Behind the smile.
Never did you see,
What everyone else saw of me.
A frown adorning my face,
Like the plaque nailed to the wall..
I tell you now though,
That it was the sunshine that made me smile.
A ray of light that only shined on me...
The brightness that only I could see.
It is you who are my sun.
I am but a flower,
Living off your shine.
I am your lilac.
Though you never saw it,
I wilted when you were gone.
I strived to bate my
My words.
My words are my power.
A power too great to handle,
But also to weak for anything.
I can cut down armies,
With a single word.
I can lose a friend,
With that same word.
I can change the world,
Shape it up,
Make it better,
Just with my words
I can change the world,
Tear it down,
Destroy it's foundation,
Just with my words.
Sometimes my words are meaningless.
Sometimes my words are meaningful.
However I use them though,
They are my words
My words are my life.
Delicately intertwined.
With my soul,
And my heart
So take these words,
Clean them up,
Cut the edges,
Make them nice.
Take these words,
Step on them,
There was a ripple and a splosh as the pebble hit the surface of the water. The small waves spread out to encompass the vast body of water, and as soon as they hit the shore, the surface was completely still and smooth again. The moonlight shines down, turning the calm water into a mirror. An entire world is now on the other side of this water, a world the complete opposite of ours. It is a world free of all the troubles and tribulations our world has. It is also, however, a world that is shattered by the slightest breeze.
No sooner than thinking this, does the world shatter. A ripple distorts and curls the moon into a wicked form. No long
Puff, puff, puff, the cloud slowly drifts by. It drifts endlessly through the sky, devouring other clouds, and becoming a much bigger being than it once used to be. It grows so big that it devours the entire sky, turning the bright blue hue into a dull gray wasteland.
It is an interesting thought, wondering what it would be like to be a cloud. My biggest choice of the day is weather or not I want to float east or west. Weather or not I should rain on the unsuspecting people below. If a cloud had emotions, I imagine they would be mellow. A mellow cloud drifting by wondering what it is going to do. It does not care about anything, because it
Current Residence: Colorado Favourite genre of music: acoustic alternative Favourite photographer: never really looked into it Favourite style of art: hmmm... good question MP3 player of choice: -.-; I use an ilo.... it sucks, but it gets the job done Shell of choice: Cat shells..... Cats have shells right? Skin of choice: I wish I had skin made of water <.< Favourite cartoon character: I am partial to Sanji (One Piece) Personal Quote: "I know that I have my own flaws, but they just fuel my motivation"
Favourite Visual Artist
too many to choose from
Favourite Movies
I'm rather partial to Garden State
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Matchbox 20 (Rob Thomas, Tabitha's Secret)
Favourite Writers
Piers Anthony
Favourite Games
Grandia series, Wild Arms Series, Lunar Silver Star Story series
Favourite Gaming Platform
I am gunna stick with PlayStation2
Tools of the Trade
Pencil, paper of any sort, beatings until the work gets done
I've got all these ideas that just float around in my head. I'm a fairly decent writer (in my opinion), and I could probably turn all these ideas into some really cool stories. I can't find the motivation to write though. The things written here already are really old (And pretty shitty now that I reread some of them). Maybe I'll force myself to write something soon.