Small child walks down the street with her moma,
Pristine hand in pristine hand.
Looks at the filthy man on the corner, holding a sign,
Down on my luck, need a little help.
Moma we need to help that man.
Moma grabs her hand tighter,
Dont look at him, daughter, hes just a bum.
Child looks anyway, at the man/father/husband/son/brother/friend.
We gotta look, moma, he needs our help.
Hand tightens, jerks the child away.
Same girl, now a young woman, walks down the same street,
Pristine friends in tow.
Sees a woman sitting in front of a shopping cart,
Laden down with her world possessions.
Guys, we need to help this woma
Yes, I Have a Penis by Superiorflowerpower, literature
Literature
Yes, I Have a Penis
Yes, I Have A Penis
Do not assume (if I hold the door for you),
that I am making a statement
about your inabilities
to open the door for yourself.
If you hold it for me,
I'll say 'thankyou'.
Do not assume (if I pay for the meal),
that I am underestimating
your earning capacity
as a woman.
If you invite me out for a meal,
you're paying.
Do not assume (if I defend your rights),
that I am belittling
the attempts that you have made
to defend your rights yourself.
If you defend my rights,
I'll consider you human.
Roses Like Love. Dies. by sailor-stardestroyer, literature
Literature
Roses Like Love. Dies.
Roses die like love
Her heart has fallen and shattered
The pieces bleed from pain
Why break something so fragile?
Why hurt something so cold? Empty? Lonely?
Did She ever hurt you the way you did her?
But she still doesn't hate you?
She is a fool to love you
All she ever wanted was to be loved
By you no less, but you still neglect her
and hurt her.
Love lasts until the last petal falls
As it hits the ground it screams in agony
As she falls and cries her heart.
You used to write me letters
In beautiful emerald ink
Loops and swirls
(and always, I love you, a heart)
I treasured those letters
if only because it meant
keeping a part of you
(the only part you'd ever let me keep anyways)
I smashed open my piggy bank
and searched every store
Tried on a thousand
and one shades of green.
I was convinced that
if I just found the one
It'd mean neverending letters
(and neverending you
&
I think, At some point,
Everyone dreams of finding..
An Edward.
Someone whose name you call, or whisper.
And he's right there waiting.
Someone who hums a lullaby,
And holds you close, as you drift off.
Someone who seems to just glitter, in the Sunlight,
Whose eyes are often Topaz,
Warm,
And Reassuring.
Someone who takes you to dinner,
And ignores the pretty waitress.
Someone who follows you,
Watches you always,
Secretly, Just to be sure..
You're always okay.
Someone Romantic,
Yet has a good sense of humor.
Someone Ancient, Yet Young.
Who'll save your life, No matter what.
Who cries when you're injured.
Someone who cleans
She followed
Her sincere feelings
She stumbled
Yet kept going
Her path
Kept winding down
Yet strength
Made her walk
The love
Was overflowing
The care
So tight and rare
She asked
Then fell backwards
She said
What she felt
It was not
Accepted at all
She fell
So hard and fast
She cries
Almost every night
She yearns
For a bright sky
Shes sad
Way beyond words
She needs
Strength to get up
Shes weak
At this moment
She lives
In me right now