When the stress of life overwhelms me,
And I recline in the corner, contemplating
Who I am and who I desire to become,
I imagine stories of my youth, where a valiant knight
Arrives to save me from danger and slays the villain.
I envy those innocent children
Who do not live under the constant hammer of life.
So I travel to the forest and observe the beauty.
I marvel at the evening sky with stars
Not yet brilliant. While I am in nature,
I am in Earth's hand, and am calm.
The smell of crisp wet leaves,
that emit from the surrounding forests.
The taste of zesty Italian food,
that is experienced daily.
The sound of spring storms,
that clap against the window.
The feeling of happiness,
that surrounds everyone.
The sight of family,
that warms the hearts of all.
Amidst the raging politicians
that form the greatest democracy,
E pluribus unum,
we are all one.
So many different races,
Irish,
European,
English,
African,
Spanish
But I am only me,
and that is all I will ever be,
and this is where I come from.
A jolly figure dressed in red and white.
Who is this man? Of course he's Santa Claus!
He is the man who brings all the guffaws.
The kids try to sleep in the dead of night,
But they're listening for his Christmas flight.
The reindeer rustle with their bells and paws
As Santa fills the stockings, then withdraws.
He brings joy, laughter, and hope with his might.
When I learned Santa's presents were from dad,
The hopes and dreams of childhood were all dead.
The cheerful reindeer are no longer glad,
And I will never see the man in red.
However, now St. Nick's myth is not sad,
Because I tell it to new kids instead.
Oh, my poor son
did you not hear?
I warned you to not go near
the brilliantly shining sun.
The sun that warms the earth
surely melted the wax.
This led to the terrible climax
which caused you to come tumbling to earth.
Oh, dear son of mine.
Why were we so foolish?
This feathery creation led to such anguish
when you flew into the skyline.
I am so sorry precious boy,
This was never meant to go astray.
Now I have caused everyone much dismay.
I never meant to destroy.
Romeo and Juliet - anger by 01ashley10, literature
Literature
Romeo and Juliet - anger
Two feuding families engulfed with rage,
stop at nothing to hurt the other one.
The fighting continues on every page.
The Montagues and Capulets poke fun,
while their children try to escape the feud.
The swords the others carry on their belts,
cause so much harm that the prince must conclude,
the anger must stop or they will be pelts.
The only way the anger will subside,
is if the fated lovers take their lives.
Unfortunately, the two lovers died,
but their sad deed ended their parents strife.
The long-lived anger of their feud ended
when the two fated children befriended.
We used to be the best of friends
We used to laugh and smile at everything
Until one day you left without a word
And I havent seen your face since then
Why did you go?
Why did you leave me here all alone?
If I showed up at your doorstep,
Would you remember me?
My parents never liked you,
but they didnt know that you were more than just some little boy
I was in love
but you left me here all alone
Why did you go?
Why did you leave me here all alone?
If I showed up at your doorstep,
Would you remember me?
You probably have some pretty girl
hanging off of your waist
and she doesnt know about me
she doesn
He acts like I am the one doing everything wrong
He does not even stop to think that he is the one hurting me
Everyday he is alive, I have to suffer
Does he not realize what will happen when he dies?
Does he not realize that the one person that should hurt the most,
Will NEVER miss him?
The only tears that I will shed,
Will be tears of joy
Because I will never have to hear him antaganize me again
I wish that he could be gone right now.
He always yells
He always curses
He never sleeps in the same room as mom
He has not kissed mom in years
He never says I love you
When will this nightmare end once and for all?
When the stress of life overwhelms me,
And I recline in the corner, contemplating
Who I am and who I desire to become,
I imagine stories of my youth, where a valiant knight
Arrives to save me from danger and slays the villain.
I envy those innocent children
Who do not live under the constant hammer of life.
So I travel to the forest and observe the beauty.
I marvel at the evening sky with stars
Not yet brilliant. While I am in nature,
I am in Earth's hand, and am calm.
The smell of crisp wet leaves,
that emit from the surrounding forests.
The taste of zesty Italian food,
that is experienced daily.
The sound of spring storms,
that clap against the window.
The feeling of happiness,
that surrounds everyone.
The sight of family,
that warms the hearts of all.
Amidst the raging politicians
that form the greatest democracy,
E pluribus unum,
we are all one.
So many different races,
Irish,
European,
English,
African,
Spanish
But I am only me,
and that is all I will ever be,
and this is where I come from.
A jolly figure dressed in red and white.
Who is this man? Of course he's Santa Claus!
He is the man who brings all the guffaws.
The kids try to sleep in the dead of night,
But they're listening for his Christmas flight.
The reindeer rustle with their bells and paws
As Santa fills the stockings, then withdraws.
He brings joy, laughter, and hope with his might.
When I learned Santa's presents were from dad,
The hopes and dreams of childhood were all dead.
The cheerful reindeer are no longer glad,
And I will never see the man in red.
However, now St. Nick's myth is not sad,
Because I tell it to new kids instead.
Oh, my poor son
did you not hear?
I warned you to not go near
the brilliantly shining sun.
The sun that warms the earth
surely melted the wax.
This led to the terrible climax
which caused you to come tumbling to earth.
Oh, dear son of mine.
Why were we so foolish?
This feathery creation led to such anguish
when you flew into the skyline.
I am so sorry precious boy,
This was never meant to go astray.
Now I have caused everyone much dismay.
I never meant to destroy.
Romeo and Juliet - anger by 01ashley10, literature
Literature
Romeo and Juliet - anger
Two feuding families engulfed with rage,
stop at nothing to hurt the other one.
The fighting continues on every page.
The Montagues and Capulets poke fun,
while their children try to escape the feud.
The swords the others carry on their belts,
cause so much harm that the prince must conclude,
the anger must stop or they will be pelts.
The only way the anger will subside,
is if the fated lovers take their lives.
Unfortunately, the two lovers died,
but their sad deed ended their parents strife.
The long-lived anger of their feud ended
when the two fated children befriended.
We used to be the best of friends
We used to laugh and smile at everything
Until one day you left without a word
And I havent seen your face since then
Why did you go?
Why did you leave me here all alone?
If I showed up at your doorstep,
Would you remember me?
My parents never liked you,
but they didnt know that you were more than just some little boy
I was in love
but you left me here all alone
Why did you go?
Why did you leave me here all alone?
If I showed up at your doorstep,
Would you remember me?
You probably have some pretty girl
hanging off of your waist
and she doesnt know about me
she doesn
He acts like I am the one doing everything wrong
He does not even stop to think that he is the one hurting me
Everyday he is alive, I have to suffer
Does he not realize what will happen when he dies?
Does he not realize that the one person that should hurt the most,
Will NEVER miss him?
The only tears that I will shed,
Will be tears of joy
Because I will never have to hear him antaganize me again
I wish that he could be gone right now.
He always yells
He always curses
He never sleeps in the same room as mom
He has not kissed mom in years
He never says I love you
When will this nightmare end once and for all?
A Beautiful Moment by ElephantsElephants, literature
Literature
A Beautiful Moment
"You're beautiful."
"You're blind."
"You're stunning."
"You're lying."
"You're my everything."
"You're stupid."
"You're amazing."
No response.
"You're fantastic."
No response.
"You're incredible."
No response.
"You're marvelous."
No response.
"You're magnificent."
No response.
"You're wonderful."
"Shut up."
"You're unbelievable."
No response.
"You're extraordinary."
No response.
"You're phenomenal."
No response.
"You're breathtaking."
No response.
"You're remarkable."
No response.
"You're sensational."
No response.
"You're stupendous."
No response.
"You're spectacular."
No response.
"You're fabulous."
No res
"Hi, I'm-"
"I know who you are."
"You do?"
"You're the guy who thinks he's invisible."
"I have a name-"
"It isn't important. Because you really don't think it's important."
"All right. Since we've started out this way, let me just tell you, I know you too."
"Yeah?"
"You're the girl who is broken."
"I am not broken."
"You're the girl whose eyes close every night and open the next morning, only to find you have never slept at all."
"I sleep well. Besides-"
"You're the girl who dreams of a happy ending even though she has seen seventeen...no, eighteen unhappy ones in her eighteen years."
"Happy endings are over rated. And you're-"
A waterfall of diamonds
That sparkle in the sun
To tell of past remembrances
And deeds that have been done
A story left untold
But completely worth the wait
A legend of happy endings
Better now though it's late
A beautiful kingdom
With flowers and fairies
Apple and pear trees
And glistening cherries
Small but cozy,
Fresh food and its scent
A tv and couches
Where many nights were spent
Sun streaming through the windows
As birds sang their merry tune
Who knew the song would end
As this dream shattered all too soon
Replaced by an elegant mansion
Crown molding and sprial stairs
A castle fit for a princess
The fairest of th
Between her legs, lies something that
every man seems to want.
A place where she should be able
to call her own, between her legs.
She feels that men only want her,
a true want, to have sex with her, and
walk away.
The breasts she has, they gain
stares from men passing by, tripping
over themselves to find a chance to touch.
When will she stop being looked at,
as an object of sex? when will a man
see her as someone he may spend his
life with?
Her hips curve, and she doesnt
want your hands on them, if your
just going to touch her skin.
She wants a man to touch her soul,
not just touch her skin, and run his
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Sorry i havent been on here in like a year. ive been reading all of my stuff from before and have been completely horrified at how terrible they are. So im gonna be revising and uploading new things for all of ya'll. (Yes i am a southern girl, and no, we dont usually talk like hicks)
Although, i must warn you, I am in a ton of really hard classes in school this year, so there might be a huuggee gap between postings.
~Ashley
i know im a little late posting this journal, but oh well. as you can tell, i've finished chapters 4 and 5. the end is a little bit of a cliff hanger :) sorry.
in art we are starting an oil painting, so that is what the music pictures are. i really like it, and i think its gonna be my favorite piece of art that ive done in a long time. :)
Hey guys. sorry i haven't been able to post anything for a long time, i have been adjusting to high school. plus midterms are next week, so teachers are piling on the homework.
I'll try to upload some more over chrismas break, im about halfway through the next part in my story. im also going to scan some more of my idea book.
C ya then,
Ashley