Submissions by Liz_Mella
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I love writing stories and poems that were more of sadness. I also love classical musics and those of morbid or touchy instrumentals.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th May 2012 11:51am
20th May 2012 11:51am
Insomnia
I'm very sleepy, but can not sleep,
Feel empty in my head,
It seems it would crack any moment
Now, I'm hungry; eating at this time is not my habit
Can't do anything else but to lie in my bed.
Grabbing the phone frequently
Typing crazy things that comes onto me.
Feel empty in my head,
It seems it would crack any moment
Now, I'm hungry; eating at this time is not my habit
Can't do anything else but to lie in my bed.
Grabbing the phone frequently
Typing crazy things that comes onto me.
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
4th May 2012 12:07pm
4th May 2012 12:07pm
Angel Strand [Part 4]
Columbine goes out the Olympus temple without saying any word and goes back to her real home.
“COLUMBINE, YOU’RE BACK!” Denise shouted as she sees her sister in the doorway. “Why say that? You already saw me.”
“’I’m surprised. You can’t blame me.”
Columbine looks for their mother to say she’s back home. Having a talk with their mother, Columbine tells that her comeback is somehow temporary, and can’t even give her mother a solid reason. Her mother tried to understand the situation and advises her to be careful on her feelings, confessing to her that her...
“COLUMBINE, YOU’RE BACK!” Denise shouted as she sees her sister in the doorway. “Why say that? You already saw me.”
“’I’m surprised. You can’t blame me.”
Columbine looks for their mother to say she’s back home. Having a talk with their mother, Columbine tells that her comeback is somehow temporary, and can’t even give her mother a solid reason. Her mother tried to understand the situation and advises her to be careful on her feelings, confessing to her that her...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
4th May 2012 11:36am
4th May 2012 11:36am
Id's Insanity
My mind, is it breaking up?
Day and night, I feel cranky and psyched
Looked everywhere, trying to find myself again
Making deep breathes, time to time
>> My foolish heart is yearning for you
That is true... Let me be with you
Holding your hand, keeping you in my arms
'till everything's gone.
Just you and me, and our world.
Chance... I want a sign please
Time's tick tock is all I hear
I feel so differently even you're just near
Bracing myself...
Day and night, I feel cranky and psyched
Looked everywhere, trying to find myself again
Making deep breathes, time to time
>> My foolish heart is yearning for you
That is true... Let me be with you
Holding your hand, keeping you in my arms
'till everything's gone.
Just you and me, and our world.
Chance... I want a sign please
Time's tick tock is all I hear
I feel so differently even you're just near
Bracing myself...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
1st Apr 2012 12:13pm
1st Apr 2012 12:13pm
Angel Strand [part 3]
Genevieve presents herself to the council as a scout for Columbine’s status with the human she’s with; and if found out that she’s on relationship, the heavier punishment will be carried on to her. The council members were in favor of Genevieve’s proposal and in a few days time, she’s about to carry her self-proclaimed mission.
Three days later, Columbine, with Giotto’s friends, takes Giotto to the cruise ship port. Before Giotto walks in to the ship, he asks his friends to take a look on Columbine time to time. April promises to Giotto that they’ll keep their eyes on her.
...
Three days later, Columbine, with Giotto’s friends, takes Giotto to the cruise ship port. Before Giotto walks in to the ship, he asks his friends to take a look on Columbine time to time. April promises to Giotto that they’ll keep their eyes on her.
...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
1st Apr 2012 12:06pm
1st Apr 2012 12:06pm
Angel Strand [part 2, 2 of 2]
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In the underworld, As Ruke is working on his computer, hands of another demon have covers his eyes.
“Zymrethe… take off your hands.”
“How’d you know it was me?”
“You’re our only girl, the only one who uses strong perfumes that irritate my nose.” Ruke explains, then, asks her why she is at Basilisk’s house.
“You’re so mean! I’m not the only visitor around. Our other brothers are also here… Aren’t you a visitor, yourself?” Zymrethe said; Ruke only said to her, “Shut up.”
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Giotto and Columbine remained silent ‘till they got...
In the underworld, As Ruke is working on his computer, hands of another demon have covers his eyes.
“Zymrethe… take off your hands.”
“How’d you know it was me?”
“You’re our only girl, the only one who uses strong perfumes that irritate my nose.” Ruke explains, then, asks her why she is at Basilisk’s house.
“You’re so mean! I’m not the only visitor around. Our other brothers are also here… Aren’t you a visitor, yourself?” Zymrethe said; Ruke only said to her, “Shut up.”
==
Giotto and Columbine remained silent ‘till they got...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
31st Mar 2012 11:38am
31st Mar 2012 11:38am
Angel Strand [part 2, 1 of 2]
Having entered the heaven’s gate, Columbine hides her wings and decides to have a walk till she gets home.“I’m home!” Columbine cried as she gets home. Her mother greets her “Welcome back!” and asks her of how was it. “It went all fine!” Columbine cried, yet, she murmured to herself, “… Sort of…”
“Have your rest for now. You must be tired.” Columbine’s mother said.
“Yes, mother.” Columbine answered.
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Ruke goes to his room at fast- as he got home - when he heard a computer game sound coming from his room. Surprised and annoyed, he sees Basilisk playing...
“Have your rest for now. You must be tired.” Columbine’s mother said.
“Yes, mother.” Columbine answered.
==
Ruke goes to his room at fast- as he got home - when he heard a computer game sound coming from his room. Surprised and annoyed, he sees Basilisk playing...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
31st Mar 2012 10:56am
31st Mar 2012 10:56am
Angel Strand [part 1]
During the angels’ inauguration to receive their halos at the graduation, Columbine slips upon going up the stage.
“Ouch…” Miru murmured, seeing her best friend slipped on the level of the stairways.
Getting up, she touches her face for a second and proceeds to a seraph-ranked angel. Columbine’s face reddens facing the seraph, telling herself to be relaxed.
“Are you alright?” the arch seraph asked to Columbine. “Yes, sir…”
“Good that you are… Now, lower your head.” The seraph said. As she obeyed her halo has been bestowed on her. Columbine shake hands...
“Ouch…” Miru murmured, seeing her best friend slipped on the level of the stairways.
Getting up, she touches her face for a second and proceeds to a seraph-ranked angel. Columbine’s face reddens facing the seraph, telling herself to be relaxed.
“Are you alright?” the arch seraph asked to Columbine. “Yes, sir…”
“Good that you are… Now, lower your head.” The seraph said. As she obeyed her halo has been bestowed on her. Columbine shake hands...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2012 1:17pm
23rd Mar 2012 1:17pm
Yearning
Such a foolishness to be waiting for something so impossible…
No matter what or how long arm extends, hand can’t touch the light of desire.
Time and chances don’t come across; yet, thy soul is still hoping.
Would it be better for the mind and senses to forget the feeling?
Or let it be wrapped within its own wish?
Make nemesis of thoughts be put onto oblivion;
Cast out thy self from own dark room
Relinquish.
Stroke towards a better picture.
No matter what or how long arm extends, hand can’t touch the light of desire.
Time and chances don’t come across; yet, thy soul is still hoping.
Would it be better for the mind and senses to forget the feeling?
Or let it be wrapped within its own wish?
Make nemesis of thoughts be put onto oblivion;
Cast out thy self from own dark room
Relinquish.
Stroke towards a better picture.
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Mar 2012 12:58pm
17th Mar 2012 12:58pm
You, For Me
It is you who makes me happy in the times of loneliness
Wish I could say my warmth emotions to you,
You’re my only one.
You’re not alone,
Don’t be afraid of anything for I will protect you.
I become strong by just being with you.
Time heals pain; day of happiness will surely come.
I always wanted to see that smile of yours on your face
I will always love you throughout
And I’ll never give it up.
Wish I could say my warmth emotions to you,
You’re my only one.
You’re not alone,
Don’t be afraid of anything for I will protect you.
I become strong by just being with you.
Time heals pain; day of happiness will surely come.
I always wanted to see that smile of yours on your face
I will always love you throughout
And I’ll never give it up.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Mar 2012 12:58pm
17th Mar 2012 12:58pm
Shatter
A field of gray
Breeze that shivers wholeness
Breaks a figure at strain
No one else is there, only thy self and darkness....
Still keeps on walking.... but where these feet will be going?
Road's white line starts to disappear
Being... stopped... standing in the midst of of nowhere
Fear devours stature.
Searching for an answer, seeking for help
Could someone hear this voice in distress?
Kneels onto shadow... addle!
Forlorn is all in there.
Prisoner of own desolation
Feeble...
Breeze that shivers wholeness
Breaks a figure at strain
No one else is there, only thy self and darkness....
Still keeps on walking.... but where these feet will be going?
Road's white line starts to disappear
Being... stopped... standing in the midst of of nowhere
Fear devours stature.
Searching for an answer, seeking for help
Could someone hear this voice in distress?
Kneels onto shadow... addle!
Forlorn is all in there.
Prisoner of own desolation
Feeble...
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