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Review on "Mirai Nikki" (Future Diary)
First, before we dig in, let's talk about why I was attracted to this anime. It all started with its opening song "Kuusou Mesorogiwi" which was covered by Amalee in English on Youtube. I was looking for more good anime songs and I clicked on it just for funsies...
Selena FieldPublished 7 years ago in GeeksBeat of my Heart
I breathed the wet sand as I sat on the beach reviving memories that were lost in an endeavor to keep up with life So composed and thankful
Neetha YashwanthPublished 7 years ago in PoetsPickle in a Jar
Preoccupation with internal frustration has me pickled in a jar, and I'm not going far. I'm turning sour and cold. Some other being has control. When and where I'm consumed will soon unfold. Can I revive back to fresh? Vinegar in my flesh has cleansed my mortality. As far as morality, some like pickles. I shouldn't trickle on the thought of being forgotten. If I was a cucumber still, I'd be totally rotten by now. I was picked. I was tricked. Went for a swim under the rim. Turned sweet. Under the lid I hid before I bid ado. They chewed me up and swallowed me down, but the looks on their faces were upside down frowns. I admit that this is kind of sappy, but I'm content with the fact that I made you happy.
Alexander HanebrinkPublished 7 years ago in PoetsIt's Time For Summer School
The 80s was a time of both great music and great film making. Whether it was action, comedy, drama, or all of those combined, the decade of hair and flair really gave the world some great timeless classics to enjoy for years to come. Taking a step away from the classics, I decided to watch Summer School (1987), a film about a gym teacher who is forced to teach Remedial English during the California summer.
Embers
My first 'love' Well, close enough it seemed, Was one I caught in the dark, A pretty face on a glowing screen A single finger struck a match,
Nadia MariePublished 7 years ago in PoetsLoneliness
I’m still breathing and talking, still seeing and walking. I am lifeless and dead, or so they said. But if that were so, why would I go. Breathing and walking, and saying hello. But as I walk along the coast, I feel like a ghost, cause I'm lonelier than most. I’m smelling, feeling, tasting jello, and yet I'm still just the loneliest fellow. They see me, feel me, and know I'm there, but they never ever ever ever seem to care. Life and death isn’t fair, but she doesn’t even care, with every last breath I will love her to death. But she won’t ever seem to care, Cause she won’t see me, feel me, or know I'm there. from the shadows my voice will scare, my love with skin so fair. that I wouldn’t dare, come out and prove i’m there. I wouldn’t dare, not to scare for that I am fair. FOR THAT I AM FAIR!
Taylor CostaPublished 7 years ago in PoetsHe Will
So, what now? She asks herself. She moves her hair with a simple blow. She reaches for her friend she hid on the top shelf.
Tanaka MadzimaPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWords To My Soulmate
I do not possess the vocabulary to describe you, You are the poetry I wish to write. If I did, the words I could write would move mountains.
Miranda StanleyPublished 7 years ago in Poets