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Sublime by THFan259, literature
Literature
Sublime
All that lays before his eyes now it’s just the abstract of his world,
Mixed, twisted, undone to bloody pieces – everything he ever loved.
He kneels in front of the mess he made this time,
His ruthless, unjustified crime,
Of his world that was once sublime.
Wrecked into his own abyss,
Desperately, he wishes just for a single moment of bliss,
Yelling to the darkness, to the ashes of his existence,
He’s trying to dispel the endless distance.
His bitter tears cannot infuse life into his world,
A pile of dreary dust…
It makes him tremble, a harsh wind gust.
He deepens his sweaty, shaking hands into the rubble he made t
Mid-terms Nightmare by 27Marchen-Weaver, literature
Literature
Mid-terms Nightmare
Mid-terms Nightmare
Grammar mistakes in Language,
Formulas forgotten in Mathematics,
Facts mixed up in History,
Wrong oxidation numbers in Chemistry,
Failing in experiments in Biology,
Laws scrambled around in Physics.
Then I wake up,
Go back to sleep,
And dream them again.
The moonlight on my flesh,
A tender, soft braes dances on my skin,
The cents of spring rain, and freshly cut grass fill my knows,
The stars are so bright tonight.
Breathtaking.
As I look into the twilight filled forest,
I hear a faint howl in the distance,
Of a moaning wolf.
Doe's the wolf cry for the moon?
Or the stars?
As I wonder about the wolf,
The sound of ruffling leaves catches my attention....
A fluffy gray squirrel is running through a tree
And as I smile, and head back inside,
I take one more look at this perfect night...
So beautiful...
So peaceful...
So
The birds chirping,
The wave's crashing,
This is a peaceful place.
The breezes hits my skin,
And warms me from the outside in.
The smell of the ocean,
The mist from the sea,
The waves crash below.
The tree that shade's me is tall and strong.
I feel the life within.
A small squirrel leaps from its branches
Landing almost at my side.
We see each other but it does not run,
It is peaceful here.
We sit and watch the sea together.
As the sun beats down,
Through the mighty oaks leave's.
We sit and watch the seas
And as darkness comes,
The sea is calm, until next days light.
Fell To A Pit of Extended Darkness by Stormchainer, literature
Literature
Fell To A Pit of Extended Darkness
Extended periods of darkness and thought. That must be hell. Should I reach for nirvana? Is that the way to achieve some zen? No. It’ll never be alright now that I know how empty this all is. Seven god damn billion people and none to know who I am. The few that do have an idea, look at me from the well lit part of that huge warm party hall. While I sit in the dark corner, watching everyone else pass by. If I wanted to be with them, I could. But there would still be darkness enveloping me. I wouldn’t still be quite with them.
No one understands me. And therefore I return back to the dark corner. Or was it the other side of the wi
We name the past a dreadful place,
For fame and lust was society’s race.
Laws were built on the lies of the just,
And to falsely disdain was seen as a must.
How better the days we have as of now,
After all, liberty is what our hands plow.
Women are allowed to rule and to plan,
And the love of a man to another man.
Yet how come there exists a silent cursing,
Hatred broods swiftly like fires a-flaming.
Demons arise twice as much of days old,
More of children’s souls are for sale and sold.
And so tonight as we sleep and dream,
We’re not as free as we think and we seem.
You hear the sneers beneath your laughter,
Like quivering arrows shot in the air.
Your own voice taunts and mocks you,
The living mirror of a lie’s contraire.
Making up excuses just to remain calm,
Soon out of things to make you feel numb.
Go on and hide the scars in the sun,
Your acting skills are second to none.
Every day’s fear swallows you up whole,
Giving birth to yet more doubt in your soul.
As each time is spent with a life on the edge,
You see yourself simply waiting for death.
Constantly at present with tales of the past,
You’re idly staring while others prance.
Where is that heart you wear on your sleeve?
Emotio
Darkness
Many people begin to run by me
Another after
Another
Flashing lights beam across
My reflecting grey eyes
Blue, Red, Blue, Red, Blue, Red
The sirens scream into my fragile ears
The sound circles around me
Each siren with a new tone
I do not what is happening to me.
Where am I?
I can't remember. I was driving with a couple
Of friends back home…Was I?
No. I don't remember…anything.
Do I have a name?
"Sir…Hello?! Can I get some help here?!NOW!"
A blurred face appeared in front of me.
The voices grew louder and louder.
More blurred images came and went.
"He-he-llo." My voice.
I spoke.
A croaked sound, faint but no
It Came From The Dark:
Amongst the ashes, swirling from the darkness of the pit,
Emerged a hand, dragging a battered body across the rocks.
Blood leaked from the wounds so callously self-inflicted,
And teeth ground with a focused determination and seething anger.
It cared not for the warm rubies - staining the jagged rocks,
It cared not for the sensation of pain...
All that it remembered was a dream, An obsession -
One that drove it ever higher; ignoring all else!
Eventually it emerged from this shadowy hole, this dreary depth,
And in that moment, it learned of the truth.
For this creature, denied sunlight and warmth -
was me...
Survival.
Give a man a fish he will eat for a day.
Teach a man to fish he will eat for a life time.
Give a man a gun he will rob a bank.
Give a man a bank he will rob the world.
We adapt and adjust.
Constantly dithering on the cusp
Of what is considered wrong and right,
Ensuring that our ambitions remain in sight.
We would be willing to do anything
In order to get what we truly desire.
We would be willing to risk everything
Even putting our friends in the line of fire.
We may share the bounty with others,
Allowing them to experience the fruitful taste.
Given the option we will even care for our brothers.
Just as long as w