#Worldsapart #FridayFun Artist, Writer, Poet -above all a humanbeing trying to find a way in this world by keeping to morals values and ethics as a guide to do good. YA writer & author of a selection of short stories, flash fictions, poems & blog articles. I'm here to share my work & cascading thoughts, be it through blogs or comments on posts you share. I blog at http://www.yikici.co.uk/recent-news I'm contactable through: Twitter: ozlemyikici kik: doodllz my imagery can be sighted here: Instagram: yikici and on my blog http://www.yikici.co.uk wattpad: yikici
Creeping silently under the veil of night, it breathes, it feeds. The echoes of it's breath follows you in sleep, it feeds, it reaches.
Do you ever feel left out standing in a room, all alone. -Even if many people are around, could be your friends or family. Do you ever feel not part of anything, not there, as if you don't exist...
I've learnt to love, you taught me how. I learnt to cry, you showed me how. Now I've learnt that I miss you; I never thought I could feel like I do.
(16+ content possibly, please read with caution or not at all.) --- Stepping into the unknown The sphere enclosed her. No longer part of the warmth The silent echoes plagued her.
"Dreaming is what we came to do, if dreams are wishes, it will come true..." ~ yikici (I'm not sure if you are allowed to quote yourself here, but I thought what the heck -I don't do so so often.
I'd like to write a poem A poem that rhymes ok But when I try, I fail my task And miserably say 'Why can't I write a poem the one that's meant to rhyme.
It starts, It starts with something small. It grows, It grows slowly, but tall. It battles, It battles on every crossroads it lands. It wins, It wins with every punch of it's little, tiny hands.
Crouched -in a hole, lone; death bullets circle his home. Child, stranger to calm. ~ Contributors: @yikici Proposed contributor: @Jamtots -punishment for pinching my lines :p (you must join in).
Sits still, mummified. Statue wraps a humankind. Bludgeoned eyes, soul dies. ~ Copyright © Ozlem Yikici 14.03.2013.
I remember when... --- I mean why does someone you cherish so much, disregard and hurt you.
Life is passing us by -like a floating butterfly. We all live short but happy lives, we all laugh we all cry; but are we content with our lives. Oh no -we want more and more and more.
Ignorant is bliss, I've stopped noting, Miss. Warfare, a computer game, Pushing buttons no longer lame. Brainwashing starts at school, To be smart -you must play the fool.
What if -all you ever knew were lies... What if, right now, heaven capsize... Would heaven then be hell -would all good souls reside there dwell.
Cancer cells Ostracise years slowly. Maybe's become Pleads...pleads to Live. Eventual life battle, fails -no more given Time. Feeble attempts to Ignite life; concoctions Of many potions just jeers.
(16+ content, read with caution) HIS ACCOUNT Sssshhh...don't tell a soul... Everyone does not need to know.
The moon lit up the cobbles to the now charcoal-caked crypt, Kirsteen instinctively looked up from her prey, she knew where she had to go; facing the truth of what was now, tormented her.
(16+ content possibly) Stranger -you are to me, yet Every groove of your body I see -I've met. Caressing thoughts, evoking dreams, Rumour has it -you've been away for weeks.
Step inside to wonderland Enchant your mind, unleash your hand. Cunningly craft a meeting in draft, Rupture your senses with a few taut tenses.
(16+ content) Same Every night he Comes into my Room, forces me to pleasure him -my nightly doom. Empaled living, my Treacherous cries are seen as ruse, wiles and lies.
(16+ content possibly) Sssshhh...don't tell a soul... Everyone does not need to know. I'll Come to your Room Every night...your parents needn't know, keep your Tongue locked tight.
Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated. ~ Confucius.
There's been moments in life where I've searched for your face, For a tender-filled word, a love to embrace.
I still remember her claws digging in, twisting my skin. I still remember her roar, ill-abuse words, knocking me in. I still remember her smirk, daring me to speak -just to think.
Strength comes from within, whether you're battered or beaten in. Women are equipped with this, whether they like it or not. Built on compassion and care, a motherly love grows on you unawares.
Barking dog barks loud, Growling at me for an hour I wish it was out. I wish it was out Growling at someone else now In a park outside… It wags its’ tail now.
'Excuse the mess', her voice trickled through, as I walked into the room. Piles and piles of dirty plates and cups -all stacked up, like a junkyard shop.
Heya all ☺ I hope you all are enjoying the beautiful day we are having today. I've got a million and one things to do; but I realised something, something really silly I have done -well, not done.
It slides close to me, a chill wraps up my spine, A ghostly presence haunting me, clawing at my mind. ~ Contributors: @yikici Proposed contributor: @RichWithey (you must join in).
(16+ content, please read with caution or not at all.) The promises died in his icy white breath -promises he'd never of kept, Kirsteen smirked.
Really, I don't understand why Every man, woman, child, humankind Likes to dispute -kick up a stink In every religious battlefield God is one -most agree, so why all this silly Idiocy.
Rise up above the clouds -where Every soul must go, Life then the hereafter -or so the saying goes. Incite the faith -not pure hate -Got to earn their hearts.
This life, lost -I no longer believe the need. This life, too dark -I often, cry, bleed. This life, encompassing -takes too much out, doesn't let me scream.
Let's mix some plaster, plaster for your master He's sculpting with a passion -a passion in the mansion. A big batch we must make -must make before he bakes.
They stacked the dominos -they did, one after the other. They lined it up too -all neat, in line no bother.
Make a mess, make a mess -the voice said The teacup stood then toppled onto the floor Clean it up, clean it up -the voice cried The teacup then squirted tea back into my eye. ~don't ask......
Minuscule clusters fester Ever deep in my core -Living, underrated...too much, Anxious reasonings swell in Nocturnal air... Breathe. -Could be worse, so they say...
The promises died in his icy white breath, His eyes glazed glass -lucid looks bereft. His smile upturned with a broken breath caught Mid-sentence -did he part, those secrets untaught.
Sorry for the late results.
Mystic rivers in the ether regions You avoid, you try to avoid... Some say the sirens of The streams Entices you in false dreams; Realities blurred, out of focus.
I said it already but OMG -I can't believe 'My Gran's Place' was seen suitable to win today's acrostic challenge. I am totally humbled and lost for words.
Have you ever ventured to A place so far east that Cockney rhyming slang sings Kingly in the streets -long past it's olden days.
I don't know why today, drained I feel in many ways. Not done much -though, it feels like more, more than the other days. Did I unpack my life, refill it with ordeal and strife.
It isn't where the Sunshine hides, no -That just reflects off the waves Across the Bosphorus shores' Nor is it where I roam; But it is where I call home -Unsurprisingly where my gran Lovingly looked...
Rush. Why. Is time passing by. Rush. You must, Society cries. Push. Get further, A goal, never-reaching. Push. Crush over, All that is weeping. Gain. Regardless -of morals you break... Gain.
Righty-o it's guess the word time again -courtesy of lovely Sammie's new Sunday game. My choice words are as thus: Hat .
Cold shells buried deep, buried deep under iced sheets. Snow-covered bloodied limbs, bloodied limbs now no longer heat. ~ Contributors: @yikici Proposed contributor: @EDogg (you must join in).
She couldn't speak, her tale too sad -one too long in another land. Different cultures, different tongue, they cared less on how to carry on.
With one quick blink the time has gone, an era past, time to move on. Your suitcases packed, furnishings gone, spaces created, so long.
After Sarah's brain-stomping tune, I get 4th dibs on seeing if I can stump your further -or will you be marvellous and figure which song and artist these lyrics belong to: ' Now I drag these bones...
40 days been and gone -since you left us all alone, A void-filled presence follows me, reminds me of your memory; Your sweetest smile, reassuring embrace, Your knowing look -which always set the pace.
Heya, This is a reminder that we will embark on WorldsApart tomorrow.
Heya, Apologies for the delay, I've had a tough day today and it's set me back somewhat.
Eyes to your heart, mirrors to your soul A deathly pain creeps you, eats you up whole. Tears floats in your iris, red glistens in your whites, Your lips upturned, crooked and dripping down in parts.
It's cold Alone, here Absent. It's cold Hollow, now Confused. It's cold Kisses, lost Apart. It's cold Tears dry Hearts die. ~ Copyright © Ozlem Yikici 27.02.2013.
(16+ content, please read with caution or not at all.) --- Sheath whispers drags my gaze, Another look; but don't ask phase.
It hurts, every lie we speak out, it hurts. Heartache, every moment we part, heartache. Tears flow, every-time we say bye, tears flow. Soulmate, every mountain we climb, soulmate.
Cast iron strong heart Resides within me most parts When you tinker, it purrs Fights the battle you lure Do you have to play games Confuse my feelings this way Banish me in tall towers Then rescue...
ISOLDE She drummed her fingers on her thigh and shot the kind of look that would start a fire. Where is he. She fumed. He was running late; this was unusual for him, punctuality was Gethin’ thing.
#acrostic Dragged tortured bodies Empaled -deep, twisted Vestal brides' entwined Inked -red bloodied and smeared Lacerated internal yearnings Insinuates sadistic flirtings Sensual, sinister...
Heya, I'll be extending this challenge for another two days (had 3 entries so thought you all would appreciate the extra time -yup, I'm nice like that :p). New deadline is: Wednesday 27th Feb at...
It really bugs me That at every corner, A question poses No forewarning; As if tradition Needs new emissions, Changing rules With every move.
Butterflies flutter My heart rises. Simplest of things Plays havoc inside me; Whirlwind pools Swishes and swirls, Ties knots then binds Teasingly unwinds. ~ Copyright © Ozlem Yikici 25.02.2013.
The townsfolk, unbeknown to themselves, were easy prey to Kirsteen, she lithely glided towards them, searching for a gorging feed.
Part 1 Her heart distorted frantically in the eerie night air; the once dank haven of her beloved crypt stood ablaze; ashes crashed towards her, they wove fast into her auburn hinted hair; the...
As I drown in fathoms of pain I know you won't come back again And as I'm sinking, ever falling It's your love that I am mourning @Platypus I try to stand against the tide Waves of tears that I...
I shifted, well I tried to; the heaviness weighted on me; a vague wrestling recollection with a cumbersome synbatec came to mind. Eyes heavy, a yawn escaped me. Sandy giggled; my eyebrows burrowed.
#stupidthingspeoplesay When I was an ickle young lass of 6, 7 or 8 I ran into a door -playing a game I don't recall.
A past of another life Stands up to tease Beckons unabashedly Melts my freeze A fate never considered Now it tempts Interlocks my lonely heart I try to wait Your hold -softly caresses me It lulls...
Traces of me lay bare Elevated, unaware Empirical nuances -filter through You rarely notice, it's cruel ~ Contributors: @yikici Proposed contributor: Missy™ @sjw (muhahahaaaa).
Heya, I'm in a playful mood and came up with a dastardly plan. What. Well, I was thinking how we all love tags...and how tags can be so much more than it is...
A gentle reminder: I'm reposting this incase you've a) forgotten b) missed it c) forgot to tag me in and d) just incase of something else. ;) ~ Oh my goodness-my very first challenge win on Opuss.
Something happened; it happened just before I reached here… I can’t remember quite, what.
It stank of all things putrid; life, decaying. My sunken feet disintegrating in gluke -their deafening vile life forms gnawing into flesh, hammering away.
Hearts heal -you said once, our very first Embrace. Affections, rising high above the nights sky, back then... Remiss. You diss, emotions wa-vering. Traject your Broken heart to mend -could you.
Heinous, that heart was Entering my soul; Arousing pleasures Rite, sacred, divine... Treachery traits of yours Beseeched, Rupturing my heart On satin sheets.
A MONTHLY AWARENESS CAMPAIGN Heya fellow Opussians, We (my partners in crime: @sjw, @leelee101 & I) have decided to embark on a mission -they (Missy™ & Lee) may deny their voluntary partaking of...
#nightdwellers Her heart distorted frantically in the eerie night air; the once dank haven of her beloved crypt stood ablaze; ashes crashed towards her, they wove fast into her auburn hinted hair;...
#beginningline #nightdwellers Her heart distorted frantically in the eerie night air; the once dank haven of her beloved crypt stood ablaze; ashes crashed towards her, they wove fast into her...
#acrosticchallenge - Die, to die Is A price Many pay for Overindulgence; Never a blood Diemond worth your Sparkling twinkly ring.
Her heart distorted frantically in the eerie night air; the once dank haven of her beloved crypt stood ablaze; ashes crashed towards her, they wove fast into her auburn hinted hair; the charcoal...
Warm heat pulsates up my back Signals nightmares to attack Calls in spirits, ghosts and ghouls Waits impatiently for me to snooze Our dream vendetta goes way back A struggle to-and-fro attacks The...
#beginningline #nightdwellers Oh my goodness-my very first challenge win on Opuss. EddieC, thank you very much for seeing my story as a worthy win over such great entries, I'm ever so humbled.
Remorseful Endings So long after; Infinite resources Gluttonous festerings... Nocturnal depressions Eradicates positives; Death ends all painful memories.
Doctors sell meds like sweets, A candy-pharma-chutal fix. They don't spend long -just nods then smiles, does not ask the why's and how's.
(Possibly 16+ content, please read with caution or not at all) --- Iridescent, lucid thoughts Skeletons, cobwebs, junk, meths Stacks of paper growing tall Mortar not bricks holding all.
Hope, they call it that, they call it that to confuse. Light, that's what hope brings, that's what turns around many things. Twist, a little kink, a little kink -it digs in.
Lungs restrict Try to breathe Lungs restrict Do not heave Irrational thoughts Why so many.
That's the day you smiled at me, Knowingly, remembering That's the day you called my name, Touched my heart, hope gushed in That's the day tears trickled down Held my hand, promising That's the day...
I have no intention of bowing to convention, bowing to convention -and I have no delusion this is my confusion, this is my conclusion. ~Bowing to Convention by Peppercorn..
Take a pinch, you will see The -then holes in your heart, wasn't me. Examine them, take a look Them holes you speak of -'tis the only thing I book.
Without thinking of the consequences I opened the box -which beckoned to me as it stood lavishly on an ironically tall-moss-encrusted, throne-like pedestal -except it was not a pedestal that high;...
(Possibly hitting the lower end of 16+ please read with caution -or not at all.) ---- Go ahead and make my day Take your pitiless heart and stray.
His smile see's through my awkward stance, his carers dress him as I glance. Tetraplegic -a spinal snap immobilised from the the neck down.
My pain Your gain Your goal My game My ruse Your muse Your thrills My pills My break You fake You steal I reel I laugh, remorse You echo -on course You hide I side, with fantom eyes My...
Every step I take closer, a step too far, I know. Each step, a death sentence, each stop, claws at my soul. The call, your voice, alluring. That call -whimpers in my core.
They don't understand, why I sit by you, they don't understand, why I stay away. They think they know everything about you, they think they know why I cruelly care.
We all have a voice; what we say, write, create has impacts of it's own, the power you have within your voice will only shine through when you learn to use it wisely.
The door closed with a creak and shut behind me, -I hadn't moved an inch, something wrapped past me. Stains on my hands, red gluke of fear, my Jekyll cursed my Hyde with tainted grunts of jeer.
Of all the lands you promised me, The living land condemned me; Trickles, -of deathly scars plunge deep, sweeping, -raping martyrs.
Just remember As you grow, your Maaa miiiii coo's and Every so often moans will Speak volumes, then boundaries break and Tomorrow's Aguuuu's will Not only warm hearts; but Even bring smiles Real,...