An ode to my favorite speedster
In a world,
where people flash-forward,
and backward in time,
meeting your future daughter
is just another day
in the world of the Flash.
The daughter of Barry Allen
and Iris West
sped into our screens,
with such flair
and finesse,
while also being an awkward mess,
she stole our hearts,
with her whispers,
of a future not yet seen,
we felt her pain,
when she spoke of her mother’s betrayal,
or the sorrow she had at never meeting her
father,
we laughed with her
as she realized just how great
her mother was,
as the Flash’s partner,
and we…
His eyes were dark and haunted, they seemed to follow me wherever I went
He was haunted,
his eyes dark
and solemn
seemed to follow me
wherever I went
that devil who
followed me
in the dark alleys
of my hometown,
the dark avenues of the city
where I worked.
His eyes always following
me wherever I went,
I knew that he was always there,
always the faithful protector
since I was younger,
he had been mated to me
so long ago,
I knew that one day he would
be ascended into
an Alpha
with me by his side as his
queen.
Then he would have no need to
follow me
I would be…
An ode to Fitzsimmons of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D
In the beginning,
they were just partners in crime,
two brilliant scientists,
too smart not to be together,
then as time went by,
and they were involved in
mission after mission,
they started to become more,
until they were separated,
one unsure of how to behave with
the other,
until finally an understanding is struck
only for them to be torn apart again,
time after time
always separated,
by time and space
until together they were
bound in holy matrimony,
not just partners in crime,
but partners in life as well.
Even with the world at stake,
they still found…
Falling in love is easy as breathing but so hard to get rid of
Falling in love,
takes little
to nothing,
it’s a move
as quick as breathing,
a slight touch,
a too-long look,
a heart skipping a beat,
as eyes meet across a distance,
sometimes love
is returned,
and at other times
love is hopeless and frail,
lost in the feelings
that could never be.
Falling for you was as
hopeless as hopeless could be.
I could never tell you,
even when you had already found out,
secrets never to be kept
in a place where rumors
were passed
like cigarettes,
I could barely talk to you,
both of us skirting each other,
…
There was you and me, no Us
Before she used her powers to enslave people she had been a kind soul
Once before,
she was an evil
sorceress of the deep,
she had been regaled as one of
the chosen daughters
of Poseidon,
one with a beautiful
mane of dark hair,
and ivory skin,
until she had chosen to
live among the creatures
of the sea
and forsake her father,
for the King of Atlantis
the Lord Triton,
that had bedecked her in all the
jewels
and balls she could have ever wanted,
until his eye had strayed
to the red-haired beauty
that would become his wife.
The sea witch
then became Ursula
a dark,
angry witch
who bargained with people
…
The Apples were all poisoned, all turned black and melting beneath her fingertips
Those apples had been as red
as the dark stain that
fell on her lips.
Those poisoned apples
rotten to the core,
each apple falling from the
tree the Queen had grown since she was
young,
a failed curse,
as Snow White still lived
to torment her,
she was the forgotten Queen,
the one that no one cared about
she might have lips as red as the red rose,
but that was the only similarity between
her and the lovely snow.
She walked past her rotten apples
her movements
the walk of a wraith
of someone long dead,
the truth…
He was supposedly a good man, but all I saw was his treachery
Roshani studied his profile from afar. She had been traveling with him and his guard for what seemed forever. Everyone from noble birth all the way to the lowest serf extolled his virtues. To them, he was a good man.
Supposedly.
All she ever saw was his treachery. The blood that stained his hands in a way that could never become clean. He had fought many wars, destroyed countless of homes like Roshani’s. Poor villages on the outskirts of everything. If she had a choice, she would’ve chosen to stay in the defenseless hovel they had found her in. She…
