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Brother and Sister
Once, before he was born, she had imagined a life of leisure. Meredith White had it all, money, a big house, nice cars, and a hard working husband. They never thought about having a child. It would ruin things, like nice trips anywhere in the world and being by themselves. One morning, she was feeling sick so she took a pregnancy test. She was positive, immediately dread swept over her. She knew she wouldn’t be a fit mother, she couldn’t take care of a child and neither could her husband; Jerry. Knowing everything would change if she had the baby. Meredith has to tell Jerry soon, and make a decision together. Once Jerry got home; three hours later, she told him. Jerry was incredibly happy; he couldn’t believe his Meredith was having a baby. Meredith’s belly grew and grew and the nine months came and went. Once their baby boy was born; Jerry was even happier than ever and so was Meredith. She actually thought they would be the perfect family.
As their son;
Words You attack me with your painful words,
They tear at my skin and break my bones.
You make my heart feel weak and sunken.
I cannot bear your words, I cannot handle and the hate you throw at me.
Those words you use,
You toss them around as if it w
Lil Mini MeI know what they say,
"Oh look at her, i'm sure she pukes up her lunch".
You may see me and thing i'm happy for being underweight,
But i'm not.
I see the stares, and hear the hateful words.
I try and hide myself from your hateful glare,
I try and try to be perfect for you.
But it isn't enough.
You joke about my body and my weight,
I give a fake smile and say its ok,
But inside i'm dying desperately trying to please your simple eyes.
I'm sorry i'm not perfect,
That i'm below your standards of beauty.
I'm sorry i cant be like you,
"little Miss.Perfect" .
I try my best everyday,
But i cant seem to gain, only to lose.
Village in the Woods -chapter 1-As the wind wiped my hair and I could smell the needles of the pine tree, hearing the trees rustling in the summer breeze. In the silence I hear a twig snap under a foot. I jerk around, in my surprise its little Beena. In a whisper she said "Merna, people in village. Big and scary. The yell and yell and scream for you, they yell and shout for you. Mommy told me to find you and run." She started to cry I knelt down and tried to comfort her. She kept trying to tell me about the big scary people. When she stopped crying I picked her up and walked toward the village, then I saw it. Black smoke. The village was on fire, I saw the men Beena was talking about. They were bigger than the men that cut and hulled the wood to other villages to trade. No one saw us, still holding her I crept around the houses to make sure no one saw me. The men had almost captured all my friends. I could hear some children Beenas' age running around screaming looking for their families. Beena started to cry, I saw
and minds wonder.
The world moves beneath my feet,
the stars alter and change,
Heroes are made,
and expectations are lowered.
The world is changing,
The people are changing,
You might be to.
WatchingI am at a standstill.
I see everything change around me.
I just stand there, watching.
I watch my friends and family change,
I watch my life pass me by,
I watch my memories as if i was watching tv.
I just stand there watching.
Love?What is love?
Can you buy it? Can you sell it?
Is it easy to fake, or hard to fall in?
We say we love each other, but do we really mean it?
You say love is an easy game, but is it even worth playing?
Think. Would you rather fake your love for a stupid game, or wait and find that love that isn't a game?
Im SorryIm sorry my friend.
Im sorry for the road you took,
The pain you caused,
The hearts your broke and the feeling you hurt.
Im sorry for not being there,
I left you alone,
I didnt listen,
I didnt care.
Im sorry for you,
im so sorry.
Hades and Persephone-A Flower in the Darkest PlaceThe cold that he felt when he stepped out surprised him.
Despite his expressionless face, Hades was surprised at the sights around him. He walked through a white covered landscape, with bare trees that looked to be clawing against the slate grey sky. The wind was harsh, carrying cold white crystals of snow on the currents of air that brushed passed his solid, armour-clad, towering frame.
His cobalt blue eyes looked around for any life in this barren land. He didn't even see a plant or animal. However, he wasn't searching for those. He quickly walked forward, his cloak and hair sweeping behind him as he moved against the wind.
Hades had not been in the world above for years. He last walked the earth after the war with the titans, when he and his brothers were deciding who would rule which realm. He remembered that before he descended into the depths of the earth, he looked out at the sunset over the horizon, realising that he may never see the beauty that this world held ever again. Eve
Hades and PersephoneThe king of the underworld
The daughter of life
His eyes dark cold and icy
Hers light and airy
Light flickers through
Enhancing her innocence
Darkness surrounds him
Shielding his heart
What happens when these two cross?
The king of death and the daughter of life
Does she wither and wait
to accept her fate
or does she warm his shielded heart?
What happens when these two fall in love?
Can happiness reside where light cannot?
or will it slowly flicker away until it is no more
and give into the darkness around her?
They say even the smallest bit of light
Will shine in the darkness
Until it finally gives in
and flickers away
So what will happen
When she finally gives up
and fades away
Will he want her then?
or toss her away?
No one knows
Not one can say
What will happen
When the daughter of life
Persephone and HadesPersephone & Hades
He watched his opposite.
His other half.
(Goddess of the Earth who belonged in the Sun)
They truly were the more he thought about it.
(Dark sun kissed skin & dark firry red hair with leaf green eyes)
(His skin so pale & blonde hair and icy blue eyes)
She stares out with lightless eyes at the river of Styx wanting to cross it.
To go back up & stand under the warm sun where she belongs.
To talk to the flowers & watch them grow while birds sing in praise of her beauty.
Eating honeysuckles & pomegranates & drinking the finest wine.
He was selfish, but even so she would look at him love.
(Her fingers tangled in his hair when she kissed him)
She would try her best to smile at him and tell him she loved him.
Her words were like a sweet powdery lie that would melt on his tongue.
He was a selfish monster who devoured these lies in the dead of night when they were tangled together in silk and sweat.
(He always felt like he was melting when he held her at night)
She would sit n
Hades+Persephone Chapter 1Prologue
Souls scattered like leaves upon the fields of the dead as their God walked amongst them. Somber and cold, he was called Hades and he was the Lord of the dead. So feared by mortals that even his name was not mention, for they believed that just that might bring his attention to them and he would call for Hermes to bring them to the underworld. He was the richest of all the Gods, as all treasures of the underground and soil were his but his riches meant little for there was no one to share these things with.
As other Gods were praised he was loathed, only the dead would keep him company and only the greedy ferryman, Charon, would speak to him. As he walked he could here the laughter of the Goddess Demeter and her Nymphs in Olympus and of course the laughter of lovely little Persephone. Hades had felt his heart for the first time when he heard the laughter of Persephone, all creatures smiled upon hearing it. Hades had longed for a Queen of such brightness and joy, something that
persephone's descenti remember how hot it was that morning,
how the room was too small, her voice too loud, her world
i remember how
hard i ran, ripping her green arts
to tatters with every step i took
away. finally i fell and lay
in the shade of a lightening charred tree
and tore branches from their boughs
with screams that choked me
he whispers to me,
after handing me crimson
promise seeds, that
he had followed a trail of massacred blooms
to the marked tree
he came to me
where i lay amongst the scraps
of leaves and petals and offered me
an obsidian smile,
an open marble palm.
his cool quiet
cut through me the way mountain rivers
carve the earth.
in his cavernous pupils i saw
my dark reflection, calm and steady.
i drew myself up
from the bed of butchered blossoms
and lay my hand in his. we sank
beneath the world my mother had painted for me,
beyond the songs of life she sang
and into the hallows
of his hell.
Hades and PersephoneThe Dark Divine Chapter 4
It wasn't even a full twenty-four hours before Hades was summoned back to Olympus. 'If he thinks I'm going to apologize to that little brat, he's even more diluted than I thought.' Hades thought to himself, pulling his motorcycle into the parking lot once again. He had never seen Hecate laugh as much as she did when she saw the pink icing in her master's hair. If he was to retain any pride for yesterday's episode, apologies were not an option.
The halls seemed quieter than the last time he was here, but that was to be expected. After the small food fight that had occurred the party was cut dramatically short and pretty much everyone had left for their homes. Hades walked calmly through the halls of his brothers and sisters' house.
This was the most he'd been up here since Aphrodite's last wedding anniversary. That entire weekend had been a complete joke. Aphrodite flirted with almost every male present in a scrap of fabric that b
Persephone And HadesPersephone screamed.
And with every shriek that tore from her white throat, the agony of Hades and Demeter increased tenfold.
Hades was almost beginning to regret his decision.
And yet, whenever he laid his eyes upon her body, the porcelain skin that almost seemed to glow, draped with a wispy white robe, and her hair, the deepest brown with a blue ribbon weaved all the way through, he could not help but to feel his heart, which he had thought non-existant for such a long time, jump in his chest. Here, in his palace, she could be happy, but she was getting thinner every single day, and wouldn't eat a bite of the food that he brought her. He bit his lip, which was stained slightly blue from the coldness he felt, surrounded every day by the dead and the damned. Torn, was the king of the underworld. He only wanted the best for this lovely creature, and yet here she was, dying in his palace.
Persephone, of course, was very much peeved. A glorious day she had been having, surrounded by her m
Hades and PersephoneA Hades in his own right
lonely and his nights were cold
though the friends of his childhood
kept careful watch o'er his treasures untold,
He found a maiden peaceful there
among the thick rich greens
and tempted her with flowers and jewels
and took her as though a fiend,
She withered in his castle
no light for her hair to glisten
but unlike the evil he so stood reflected
he took heart and stopped to listen,
He sent her back to home and heart
though she took his own in her hand
and once a year returned whistfully
to set a wint'ry glow about his land.
PersephoneSweet drops of blissful memoirs washed across a sinister face
Eyes no longer serene; beauty had not even an iniquitous grace
They had longed for the fallen in the grim light of the night
Only for a bitter taste to smother their saviour in fright.
Ah! But the flames stole thy virginal bloom
And thy beauty sent you to a mighty doom
Dear seraphic Persephone!
What good may offer you his throne?
Woe is you and woe is the tangerine twilight
Whose beauty died at its most splendid height
Tragic passions have always ended in wicked plays
A single seed to count thine last moments in winter days.
Lust is no more sinful than a glance
Share a heart for the entwining romance
Oh gracious blood, this kingdom is not worth
Your beauty to adorn not even Charon's boat.
Hades and Persephone
Zeus says she is mine,
But her mother won't like that.
Her eyes look at me with hate,
But all I see is the greenness of grass in them.
Her hair is red,
Like the fury of Ares.
She looks at me as if I would harm her,
But why would I?
She looks delicate,
Like a flower starting to bloom.
Her skin radiates from the sun,
Looking more beautiful than Aphrodite.
The man mother told me to stay away from.
He looks at me with longing,
Like he wants me.
His skin is pale,
Like the lost souls of the underworld.
He wears all black,
And not a bright color in sight.
I wont to run,
But I know he will follow.
I've heard stories of the underworld,
None of them good.
He grabs my arm, and I try to pull away.
It's no use, he has me.
He has is prize.
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