Tá ón taobh amuigh Ag féachaint isteach Labhraíonn siad faoi Na scéalta sa teach Lonraíonn meangtha Cosúil le coinnle Níl ionam ach uatha Ina n-aonar san oíche Tá sé geal i mo chroí ‘Sea ag faire ar an teaghlach Ach táim ar an taobh amuigh Ag féachaint isteach
Water drips from the ceiling Pooling at my feet in the damp; The last light has left my lamp, Nothing to penetrate the feeling. A long, dark, winding corridor, With walls of stone Doomed to become my home, Hidden away forevermore. My hands are scraped, Bloodied, bruised, Determination abused; But my fight has not escaped. I claw my way forward Shivering on the ground; Voices echo all around; Where’s the door I fight toward? My ankle’s wrapped in dark tendrils, Dragging me back to the depths; A tight grip I won’t accept, C’mon, it’s just not helpful. My lamp flickers, rebirth of light; Casting shadows, My enemy illuminated in the glow: I am my own plight.
I stared at my reflection In the window Unblinking Watching the multicolored lights Unblinking Cast strange shadows on my face Unblinking ...But my reflection blinked
Stars and stripes for hypocrites Freedom made a joke Ignorance now syndicate Choking on our smoke How many must disappear For your smile to fade? Selling lives as auctioneer Look at whom you bade Families now in poverty Whilst you have your feud Stimulus? Nay, robbery! Still can’t pay for food Mother’s dying forsaken Father cannot breathe Daughter’s life ne’er unshaken Son’s left but to seethe Put aside your arrogance Cover up your face See today’s real relevance: Their last resting place
Every Day Now Is a Baptism By Fire by diddles25, literature
Literature
Every Day Now Is a Baptism By Fire
Every day I awaken and I know That news will engulf me like fire on coal, Have mercy on us, my Ladies and Lords…! Morning gives me not a gentle welcome; My timidity must struggle with relentlessness, Have mercy on us, my Ladies and Lords…! Flint over which a naked heart is dragged from the Cruel dawn until dusk will have mercy, Have mercy on us, my Ladies and Lords…! I often endure nightmares each night, Nightmares seem to me like grim prophecies. Have mercy on us, my Ladies and Lords…! Awake and asleep, it doesn’t matter; A nightmare continues without a merciful stop. Have mercy on us, my Ladies and Lords…! Constant bad news and fright, Each day appears like the end of the world. Have mercy on us, my Ladies and Lords…! The world puts me under fright: Much is unknown to me now in my suspense. Have mercy on us, my Ladies and Lords…! The suspense puts me under fright; If there is certainty it is uncertainty. Have mercy on us, my Ladies and Lords…! Constant bad news and
Awkward Alternate History #1 by Ikeepboothin, literature
Literature
Awkward Alternate History #1
The events begin in the year known now as 526 of the common or Christian era. In a strange but not unheard of series of events, a treaty has caused an adult man to be adopted into a family. The goal was for the two sides to establish a long lasting peace. The man is Khosrow and his father, Kavadh the King of Persia, had assigned him to wait on top of a lonely hillside near their border with Rome until the emissary for the Emperor Justin arrives. Khosrow isn’t a fan of the whole scheme, but he knows that it will be a beneficial move for his future reign.
Khosrow is Kavadh’s third born son, so Kavadh hopes that this move will provi
A Failed Contest Entry: Patient Zero by Ikeepboothin, literature
Literature
A Failed Contest Entry: Patient Zero
Four people sat in a modestly sized patrol boat, in an inlet that was not supposed to exist, rapidly approaching a target that had not yet been accurately observed from a satellite. A baby faced intern in a light winter coat stood at the bow and pointed his finger straight forward to something that would have amazed anyone who saw it. “There! There it is.” The Intern pointed to the opposite side of the strange bay, astonished.
The research team had been examining the areas around the Weddell Sea for some time, but Paul’s accidental jaunt that day had uncovered something extraordinary. For the first time in their three month
The weirdest thing just happened tonight. I am really confused about what happened tonight, but I feel that I might have done something very wrong.
To make things short, I am a content writer for a magazine and I generally work at night. The quiet and the overall atmosphere help me to be more productive.
The only problem is that writing at night can be quite irritating. Now I am not an anxious person per se, but the night can be scary. Weird noises, things moving in front of your window or shadows on your balcony. Even if you know it is just a cat and the sounds come from a neighbor going to the toilet in the middle of the night, it can sti