"suddnely" poems
"Hey Arya, want to go see that new movie that JUST came out? Ya know the one about the *******
"Maybe tomorrow Melodric. I'm kinda tired right now, kay?", Arya replies
"oh...okay, Tomorrow then, i'll hold you to that you know!", Melodric replies teasingly
Arya laughs, "Yeah, Yeah, anyway, I'm headed home, night Mel"
"Night Arya, uh, hey, want me to walk you home? i heard that the crime rate has gone up in town recently, Ya never know their next target."
"I'll be fine Mel, go home dufus!"
"ok,ok...See ya Tomorrow"
"yeah, tomorrow"
****
"That the girl we after?"
"Sure is"
"like the rest?"
"yup."
"hehehehe...Lets get'r"
****
"Rain, Rain, go away, plaese don't come back another day!", Arya giggles then freezes as a black van suddnely pulls up beside her and she watches two men quickly hop out and start towards her.
Arya ran
She didn't get far...
The two men grab her as she tries to scream, but one places their hand over her mouth.
She feels the ***** of a needle in her neck.
Her last thought was, 'Mel..Help...Me.'
****
Melodric checked his watch, "it's 7:00, where is she?"
He had been waiting at the school courtyard for half an hour now for her.
"It's not like her to be late...maybe her alarm never went off?"
A fellow student noticed him sitting on the school steps and says, "Hey Melodric, class is about to start, why aren't you heading in?"
Melodric replies, " I'm waiting for Arya, she hasn't showed up yet...though that's the odd thing, she's never late, ya know anything about that?"
"you mean no one has told you yet?"
"told me what?"
"Arya was found dead laying in a pool of her own blood at 1:00 this morning."
"A...Arya's dead?"
"yeah...you never knew?"
"n-no...i...we where supposed to watch a movie today. The Newest release. he told me yesterday that Tomorrow was when she'd go with me...and i said...i said that i'd hold her to that."
"Melodric-"
"She always used to say, 'There's always Tomorrow'...but now...there wont BE a tomorrow..not for her...not anymore..."
"Melodric, hey...i'm...I'm sorry man. Sorry you found out like this, and about Arya, i knew you where close with her."
" 'There's always Tomorrow' I can go mourn tomorrow..right?"
"yeah, tomorrow."
***
"There's always Tomorrow Melodric!", Arya laughingly said in Melodrics mind
'But sometimes...There's not always a Tomorrow', Melodric replied, 'There'll never be a Tomorrow...Not anymore'
***
"Dude did you hear the news last night? that kid, uh, melo...dic? no Melodric! He apparently shot himself after leaving a note saying, 'I don't want to spend another Tomorrow without Arya.' how Pathetic is that?"
"C'mon man, chill out. Those two where always hanging around one another, doesn't surprise me he wanted ta be with her. who wouldn't?"
"ya, you're right, hey wanna go see that new movie that came out?"
"Maybe Tomorrow. I'm kinda tired."
"Ok, Tomorrow then. Don't forget!"
Nov 10, 2015
Nov 10, 2015 at 11:54 PM UTC
Wise and wistful Njal perched pleasantly in the heart of Iceland
Vengeance victory and voluptuous vial veined through Flosi Njal as innocent as an infant
His demeanor held neither mediocrity nor morals but rather an emotion enthralled ego
Cooled cinders clog Flosi's heart to a stone To unfurl the expression in an utmost barbaric action
He recollects ways to reclaim rotten ridden revenge pondering upon which way will win
In one breath of fiery hell Flosi embarked his plan a sheepish grin gambled graciously on his hard face
The house engulfed in silk flames of scarlet the blood curdling cries of children never ceased
Onyx hazes of smoke of smoke danced on the top of the roof taunting the flames to devour more
Flosi's eyes excitedly enlightened in excitement his perilous plan appeared promising
He laughed lively at the feat the hysterical hollers of children was suddnely muted
Several silent minutes passed spirits of ashes resurrected from the charred house
The air was stale sparse dull life clinged to hold its existence
Bleached black bones held close to each other in a cluster combusted cloth clothed the cluster
Two tiny tinged skeletons lay in heavy heaps almost as if they were holding hands
But no longer did the embrace last no longer did the home host habitability
This sadistic outcome shed no tears for Flosi he enjoyed the revolting wrath of revenge ever so
He shadowed over the remains of bones and timber boastfully bubbling blissfully in excitement
kicking the bones like dry dirt Flosi continued to walk around the ash ridden land
His leather boots crisping in the hot coals his callused hands thrusting in the air expressing victory
He beaconed a shrill of success tears trembling down his face
Flosi has won revenge has ridden him once more
May 22, 2011
May 22, 2011 at 7:37 AM UTC
I still do not understand,
How someone who once loved you,
More than life itself,
Can suddnely be so unendlingly,
Cruel
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 9:18 PM UTC