nyo!turkraine

A Poem By Kallistrate

Marble people lay forgotten

Ivy creeping up their spines

What was once gleaming silver

Is now tarnished by time

 

Dust sits undisturbed

Atop yellow and worn pages

No music can be heard

Except the song of silence

 

Once bright colors

Of blue and green

Torn flags flutter in a whispering breeze

Now dulled from the light of the burning sun

They hang, still alone

Telling a tale of what was

And what they had become


Hey @chinasgooglehistory, I took your advise and wrote a poem. Τι νομίζετε?

anonymous asked:

A normally monotone s/o laughing for the first time

Here we have a surprise third none of you ever expected to appear! :D

2p! England/Oliver:

  • No one really knows how this relationship works, with one person brightly cheerful and the other a monotonous believer of life
  • It does, and Oliver has many sweet things to say (though no one is quiet certain if it’s true or not as you comment in the background in the most dead sort of tone. Should they laugh? Is this real? What do should they DO?! Just nod and smile, boys. Just nod and smile)
  • The one thing he has never spoken about is your laughter, it’s not out of a desire to keep it to himself. Honestly, he’s just never really heard you laugh before.
  • That’s why he is so beside himself with shock when you see someone walk straight into a stop sign and laugh.
  • It wasn’t any sort of weird, broken laughter that Allen always joked about. Nor that quiet hum that he has heard from Kuro once or twice.
  • It was an honest to God laugh.
  • Pure and unadulterated as your whole frame shook, lips pulled into a giant smile, and eyes almost glittering.
  • Oliver cried and begged for you to do it again so he can tape it and show it off to everyone (you quickly switched the video with a scripted, painful laughter and watched as Oliver gushed to confused and uncertain friends. Ah. Chaos.)

2p! Japan/ Kuro:

  • Kuro and you are a surprising power couple, or as Lutz likes to say it: “the freakishly silent, mysterious couple you just know are going to murder you and rule the world”
  • It might be the eyes. It might be the silent stare. It might also be the monotonous sort of voice you both seem to answer with and watch gleefully as people wonder if this is an odd joke or you both really are just that strange.
  • One day you laughed.
  • No one knew why, one moment there was blissful chatter and then laughter.
  • It was a pleasant sort of laugh. The sort of laugh that made one pause and want to join in, to feel that same warm filled feeling of joy only laughter can bring.
  • A beautiful laugh.
  • That still didn’t stop people from wanting to ignore that single moment for the rest of their lives, and wonder (on the days when they just couldn’t help but think) if it was just a nightmarish figure of their imagination when you glimmered with joy next to Kuro.
  • Obviously if you ever laughed that happily and prettily, it must be because something had gone right, but horribly wrong for the victim (Kuro refused to mention he was showing off funny dog videos).

Nyo! Ukraine/Taras:

  • This is a relationship most are puzzled about.
  • Taras is like an overgrown puppy. Absolutely adorable.
  • So it was quite strange to see a peaceful, sort of person next to someone so… monotone, just shades of grays, you are.
  • But Taras loved you dearly, even when some of your humor went straight over his head – uncertain if you were joking or being truthful. Sometimes he got it, sometimes he didn’t. It was a long game of “I’m going to believe this until I’m proven wrong by Google”
  • The one thing Google could not help with was the wonderful, happy feeling he got when you laughed.
  • The first time it happened it was because Taras had accidentally tripped over his younger brothers dog, Marshmallow, and ended up falling face first in a comical spin of try to catch yourself with everything and everyone before hitting the floor.
  • It was a pretty laugh, the sort of laugh he wanted to listen to all day as it lit up your face, the sun in the background haloing the crown of your head.
  • He loves hearing your laughter, especially if he was the one to cause it.