83 Recent Deviations
Featured: Dream Lover
BelligerentDrunken sparks, blood-thirsty.Belligerent by EmaciatedandEpitaphs
And I can no longer see in singular colors. Everything is a blurred swoon, rippled motion. Ghosts taking shape in the faces of my friends. My words come out like play-doh, like an infant’s first garbled croon. An ineffective attempt at communication to say the least.
It is unlikely they will understand or comprehend or even stop to listen but still I spit and slather sideways sentences. Mouthing shouts of unintelligible inability. I grasp and ache for what I cannot say. I do not have the words.
ghost-writer.A song with less structureghost-writer. by 91816119
than thought can provide
so that I could breathe the words
as if the wind were calling
just for you;
I would write records, symphonies
of such songs
bleed them out under the needle
just for a glimpse of your voice,
hunched back against the streetlamps
hulking over me
in great waves of tidal beauty,
a wilderness of
a breakdown in communication.-- and as the strings werea breakdown in communication. by 91816119
dancing on the clouds,
the neighbourhood fell silent
in awe, of all that we had been
evaporating in the sunshine.
I left you
a thousand sticky notes
on the walls of your room,
poems of breath
on the body of your guitar.
how your soft hands hovered
over my skin, an eternity
of space between
the city and the sky.
The last oblivion
of redundant, unrequited
has left me cold,
in the burning clouds
of this storm,
why would you ever stop the rain?
it is everything we are
washed in technicolour
around the sink bowl.
We need not forget
the kisses we missed
or the searching glances
that split my head
who cut my heart so cleanly
cleaved me open
and salted my bleeding wounds
leaving me waiting
for a cure.
Adulation in a bottle.When I think of love, I imagine building ships in glass bottles. No simple hobby to be sure. Delicate, intricate, fragile pieces but together. Carefully shrouded in clear,unclouded,simple sanctuary.Adulation in a bottle. by Sinnomangirl
When I think of love, I envision the timid hand directing each dainty fragment into place. One wrong move and the entire thing could topple over. Was this effort a waste; do you have the patience, controlled compassion to make it a whole? Perhaps you are thinking to much? Careful, but natural, veracious movements take you to the point of completion. There, you can breathe again.
When I think of love, would you leave it on a shelf collecting dust,forgotten,untouched? No. hold it close and admire its unadorned,entrancing, simplistic beauty. Reminisce each piece and the happiness it brings. Have you made time for your hobby today?
Capital DI can never forget about youCapital D by IRphotogirl
You don't want to forget about me
Dear obssession and breaker of all that can be
You are so alive inside of me
You are so alive inside of so many
You are so alive in everybody
Anything born eventually belongs to you
There is no life without you
They say it's a cycle
They can afford the supreme bliss of living as if you never existed
One's man sin, first man's sin was enough to bring the capital punishment on all human kind
A squeleton dancing in flames or simply walking around and waiting, as eternal as God Himself
Do you revolve around me or is it the contrary?
Because I honestly don't know anymore
Sword of Damoclès hanging above my only bond with humanity
Is this Hadès already?
Could hell be life on Earth, simply?
Dear Capital D
Could you please ask Azrael to leave her alone and come and take me?
Love On Voodoo NightsThe stars are blind to our desireLove On Voodoo Nights by SilverWynd
drenched within the moon's burning fire,
devil's dance through the solemn night,
your eyes smoldering with forge light
in darkness caught within your sight,
glowing under the skin so bright
count heartbeats before the snake's bite
and prepare for the sacred rite,
the depthless love which you inspire,
this moral flesh we will transpire.
Clock FaceTime ticks byClock Face by SilverWynd
with slow madness,
through the walls
chokes upon itself,
strangled by clock hands
upon the face,
seem to wink
with hints of malevolence,
each muscle moves
with the speed of glass
taking eternities to melt.
A Chance?A Chance?A Chance? by DraganTheMighty
If noone gives you a chance for a long time,
then when you are finally given one,
most of the times, you gonna fail.
And you'll ask for a second one,
but you don't deserve it,
because out there there are many like you
still awaiting the first one.
Don't Ask For A Chance, Demand What You Need.
A talk with Dad about his cancerI put my trust in the pilot,A talk with Dad about his cancer by jade-pandora
the man in the cockpit
to get me home.
With closed eyes he adds,
I can live with that.
Ticket To God's DeskHi God,Ticket To God's Desk by IRphotogirl
I am quite aware you are an extremely busy guy
Spammed on a daily basis by the hatred of Your own creation
Should any of my following words sound a little acid or bitter,
I apologize in advance because I know Your job is sometimes one of the most ungrateful ones
I know my cosmic case is no mystery to Your infinite knowledge and wisdom
I know you can access my soul whenever You feel it is necessary
If You check the Holy logs You'll probably stumble upon a 8 year old little girl who was convinced rain was Your tears pouring, and storm Your Anger showing
I was 8 the first time I begged You to kill me
I never was from here and we both know it
Please feel free to send me Your stellar staff for a soul and mind check-up
Just in case something,somewhere could be fixed...
And in case You would truly hate me...
If I really am on Your mf blacklist
I am begging for mercy
I ask You to leave my loved ones alone
And simply erase me so this undying torment of d
UntitledI never consideredUntitled by TheLittleScooter
that it is a privlige
to pay for college.
My friends and I used to joke,
how the black market
and our internal organs
We complained of the essays,
The never ending questions
I complained as well,
So many things to gather
the laundry list went on,
Summer jobs. Graduation. Finances.
High school is expensive, but imagine a University.
But one day everything changed.
My life turned upside-down.
My mother inquired of my existence
as she explained the history of my family's health.
And I learned
Not have to pay
When friends of mine mutter,
I sit there and wonder
What I might miss
Their complaints sting
More than the knowledge
Of my imminent demise
Many opportunities I was privliged with
the expansion of my knowledge
a caring family
a loving home
a beautiful world
Something that now
can and will
I take it all back
All the things that I
Moon BoyI still rememberMoon Boy by SilverWynd
when the boy fell from the moon
even while everyone else forgot
and the stars themselves close their eyes and wept
silent tears which strangely
burned away the rain for days.
He had a beautiful broken smile,
like the tortured soul
in the back corner of the coffee shop,
drinking espressos and smoking cigarettes
half-cast in shadow, illuminated by his own light,
a mad genius flickering just behind his eyes.
And his eyes had the haunted intensity
of the specter I visit within my dreams,
who waits in the forest mists, vacillating
between heartbreaking tenderness
and electrifying violence.
His voice was comparable to nothing
upon earth, its power derived from the sheer
inability to trigger any nostalgic feeling,
there where no memories, or heart breaks,
or miraculous moments of complete bliss
to be found within his voice.
What became of this boy
who fell from the moon upon a day
when the world was looking away,
with his tapered, delicate, self-assured fingers,
born for play
Bosque.There once was a girl in a flowing pink gown, striding alone in the forest.Bosque. by rociobelindamendez
Miles and miles from her home town, picking flowers in natures own florist.
She wanted time alone, to grow on her own, and feel the Earth beneath her.
She started off strong, but as time went on, she became weaker and weaker.
Hours became days, days became weeks, and soon a month was complete.
Little Lilly lay across the soil, in what seemed to be her deepest sleep.
A decade later a young sad man, entered this abandoned space.
Searching for somewhere to call home, he stumbled across this place.
One night before he drifted off to sleep, he saw a flowing pink flower.
He picked it from the soil, and to his surprise felt a surge of vibrant power.
He dropped the flower on the ground, it began to hover and fly.
Confused and startled he merely gawked, as it sparkled in the sky.
A beautiful woman floated to the floor, pink petals raining down.
The young man fell in love instantly with the woman in the pink gown.
Sleep my love, with one eye closedLove of my lifeSleep my love, with one eye closed by TheLittleScooter
I don't know why
that sayings' composed
Don't sleep with one eye open
Sleep with one eye closed
Don't be scared
The Darkness won't hurt you
Your soul shan't be snared
Please rest assured
No need to be composed
Sleep my love
With one eye closed
Though the Devils linger
And the Nightmares creep
I will defend you
While you're asleep
Please rest assured
No need to compose
A sonnet of the terror
Rest with one eye closed
Trust me love
I'll protect you through the night
I'll be your angel
I won't let those horrors bite
Please be assured
Bad memories enclosed
In my battle while you dream
With one eye closed
Someday when I'm weary
You'll wake prepared
And bring me peace
As the Devil's anger flares
Then I'll rest assured
Because your composed
And determined to protect me
As I slumber and rest
With both eyes closed
MemoriamWalking among the tombstones,Memoriam by SilverWynd
memories with the whiff of decay,
strange comfort in old bones
walking among the tombstones,
in a world you could never stay
and there are too many unknowns,
memories with the whiff of decay.
Let It RainLet it rain,Let It Rain by DraganTheMighty
cause I'm home and I'm in pain
Let it rain,
cause there's nothing I can gain
Let it rain,
cause this ain't my train.
The Slender OneLost in the woods with no light in sightThe Slender One by Akara-Legend
You tentatively step forward, a gamble of life to take
The trees leer at you, closing you in tight
They twist to the wind’s whim like a vicious snake
To drag you deeper into their ghostly home
You clutch yourself, wandering forever in the night
You feel a presence behind you like that of a ghost
You try to shake it off, but whirl around in worriment
To only the pitch black in the comfort of forest host
You continue forward, cold and silent
The forest howls trying to frighten you
You ignore it, the way out was important the most
You come to a clearing and leap back in shock
There is a tall man in a classy black suit
Wearing a featureless face as pasty as chalk
Tentacles stream from his back and convolute
He cocks his head to the side; you swear he could smile
Your legs take off running; you have no time to gawk
The urban legend is more than a tall tale and you are to die
If you don’t find a way out of these haunted woods in time
AlwaysAll I wantAlways by TheLittleScooter
Is to hold your hand
to swing while we walk
for you to always look
the corner of
To see you constantly smile,
your beautiful teeth
framed by the lines
I adore most,
always at me.
To see your eyes,
blue-green like the sea
sparkle and shine
Just for me,
For us to Dance
so I would have an excuse
to hold you close
and feel safer than
I've ever felt before.
To hear you laugh
so then I'd know
someone sees my existance
enough to be amused
by the nonsense
For us to share
Our hopes and dreams
places and people
always in the back
of my mind
Things I've never shared
For you to come home from work
looking tired and worn
but to brighten and grin
as I blush and say
For you to bring me
My favorite flowers,
You picked in the park
on your way home
even though there is
nothing to celebrate
To navigate the twists and turns
on the Path of Life
To be w
The Shine of the SunToda Ella Es Un Sol,The Shine of the Sun by CRYPTOXEER-IV
Nunca nunca olvidare esa sonrisa maliciosa,
y Esos Ojos de los Angeles
Sencilla ,Fuerte y ...Simplemente Hermosa
Que Hiciera Latir Mi Corazon tan intensamente ,
Y por un instante Robo Mi Aliento .
No Quiero Desear ya a Nadie
Pero que Mas Queda ,
que ese horrible Nudo en la garganta
provocado por la impotencia de no poder hacer Nada,
cuanta cuanta tristeza ,ojala las lagrimas fueran Suficientes ,
o Un verso del Alma,
como quisiera que existieran los Medios
para tenerte en Mis Brazos Para Siempre,
para soñarte y para vivirte .
Como el Destino podria Ser asi de Cruel ?
acabar antes de empezar probablemente lo mejor de la existencia,
Ver Como Si mi Vida se fuera
y se desvaneciera ante Mis Ojos ,
Que Envidia le tendre a Aquellos que Se Encuentren en Su Camino
y tengan el Placer de convivir de Ver
El Resplandor de Su Cuerpo,Su Mirada,
Y escuchar Su Dulce Voz de Amiga y Todo.
Una Despedida ,Mil Noches en Un Instante ,
Un Abrazo , Un Beso o Nada , que impo
Eternal loveYou are there for me,Eternal love by MyLoveForYouEternity
when I need someone the most.
You are part of me,
the soul that keeps me sane.
You are the light,
that guides me in this life.
You are the beating of my heart,
when I need someone to know I am free.
You are like the stars above,
where there is no beginning or ending.
You are the moon shining down,
in the evening that brings us peace.
You are the sunshine to my day,
where I need light to show me the way.
You are the voices in my head,
telling me to keep staying strong.
You are like the burning fire,
that sparks my energy.
You are like the breezing wind,
showing me the way to go.
You are my eternal love,
the one I need the most.
You are my forever,
and you will always be Mine.
Princess EuropePrincess EuropePrincess Europe by DraganTheMighty
land of the west,
why don't you rest?
land of the west,
Wars never ended
forget we lest
Ages of the dark,
twilight of the cross,
A promising new world,
pirates hold your loss
Colonies of blood,
massacres at the east,
Watch your right hand,
it follows the beast.
Years of division,
the breaking of the wall,
Only now a decision,
no enemy, your ball.
dance of the north,
Keep up your faith,
hold down your sword
union at last,
Love your people,
learn from your past
In what you believe?
This can't be your plan,
What you release?
You can't rule the sun.
land of the west,
why don't you rest?
Rant News.The news is obviously here to keep us scared and manipulated. Letting us 'know' it's dangerous without the government and police on our 'side' to fight 'crime'. Of course what's omitted is the intense corruption within, which completely defeats the purpose, not to mention it reinforces an insidious version of crime into the picture that's harder to fight. One that's a lie conveniently categorised under 'truth and news', that tries to screw you when your backs turned and rots you from within whilst doing so. They show us what they want us to see, not the millions dying all over the world because of their 'regulations' and society's enforcements; instead they show the petty, fucking pathetic local crimes, that'll keep us on the look out when we leave our house, leading us onto the congo line of consumerism. I could go on forever, but the point to this rant was to highlight some other news. ––There are billions of us surviving daily, there are people standing up for their righRant News. by rociobelindamendez
Mind's For SaleYou have ideas all your ownMind's For Sale by NecromanticMinstrel
SO YOU BELIEVE
So steeped in your own mythic stance
the trees shield you from seeing the leaves on their limbs
The sun is out
The newspaper is on the lawn
The grass is green
War is peace
Dying is for another day, another person, in another place
You'll soldier on, because YOU are apart from it all
Nothing to see here
Keep the dream alive
A quiet cancer is invading your dreams
Your subconscious mind is ablaze
A wildfire in the cerebral reality you hide from in daytime
Your mind is on a shelf
In a Wal-Mart
Your mind is in a bag
Your mind is in my Big Mac
Your mind's for sale
I eat brains
Your mind's a commodity
I consume passions
What am I?
I am your elected devourer
What am I?
I am your inner voice, too long quieted
What am I?
I am your truth, gorging on your wasted years
Forever MoreForever MoreForever More by DarlingAngel0565
It's said true friendship is strong
A tree hundreds of years old
yet I saw a withered leaf falling
And the green begins to fade
Look beyond the withered leaf
See past the fading green
Look down into the soil
Where strong roots do grow.
I can hear dry branches cracking
And all the oncoming storms
Black clouds darkening the sky
Are we strong enough to prevail?
Though the branches may crack
As the winds bend them back
Look beyond the darkening clouds
The rays of the sun can be found.
I don't want to lose what we had.
I don't want to see it die.
But the wind takes the leaves away.
A barren skeleton is what is left.
You will not lose what is there
The beauty of nature will prevail
For beneath the soil the roots will grow
Blooming leaves that are forever more
When did we stop to care?
Hoping the tree's big enough
Our visits became rare
Dreamed a Little DreamDreamed a Little DreamDreamed a Little Dream by Sinnomangirl
I am the river, still and tranquil, the moon creating diamonds of my surface.
I drift, and sift, brushing ever so softly against the sandy shore.
The soil so bibulous, porous, drinks me in with a purpose, of sustaining the life that it grows.
I seep around the rocks and the past, to be touched by something more.
The root of a tree finds what it needs, and participates in my potation.
I do not feel used, its much more mutualistic.
I nourish, it grows, then we both are witness to my transformation.
A vein in a leaf, I feel a cool breeze, and we dance apart, but together.
The sun shines through me and I feel it again, a changing in the weather.
I expel from the green. It is fearsome to be so free, going neither here nor there.
Then just as before, Im needed once more, to nourish another existence.
I move through a form that I've know before, pulsing, beating, and thrumming...
The cycle began as it will continue again , I become your breath of fresh air.
But one nightShe stares into the darkness as strands of hair decorate her countenance.But one night by rociobelindamendez
Her eyes hold pain.
––They’re damp with broken promises, and tainted purity.
She’s so aware of herself, it feels surreal.
She can feel her pulse in her wrists, her neck and her chest.
They feel out of sync, just like she does.
She prays to a god she doesn’t believe in just to feel safe, even for a mere moment.
She talks intimately to the empty sky, and asks it for help.
There’s an echo to her words.
––It’s windy, and utterly dark.
The full moon illuminates her doubting soul as she collapses onto her knees, not too far from the cliffs edge.
Her eyes are closed.
It hurts to see the beauty she can’t appreciate.
It hurts to feel so void of life, with a beating heart, and bated breath.
She inhales as deeply as she can, and with all the strength she can muster she lets out a scream that shakes the core of the Universe.
The scream is long, and desperate.
War of Chaos Chapter IIIIWar of Chaos Chapter II by Agent36496
It was with a start, the black dragon woke from his sleep and opened his eyes, which showed fear. As much as he realised that he missed offering someone his warmth, he was afraid of hurting someone at all. He could still remember everything about his life. He hoped that everything was only an elaborate dream. Even over the years of the light energy cage keeping him paralytic, the dragon could dream, and in those dreams he saw everything that he feared. The worst one was drawn from his assumption. The one that he cared about most, would be brutally killed over and over and there was nothing that he could do about it.
The dragon felt like crying as he looked around, familiarising himself with the chapel in which he stayed for the night. Light was brought in through the windows. To his disappointment, it was a clear day. He lifted his wing, and saw that the wizards, who curled up into his side, weren’t there. They had to be somewhere; they wanted to help him, didn’t they? H
Everything Is A LieThe paranoia tells you one thing you know to almost always be true.Everything Is A Lie by NicoleMeAtParamore
Everything is a lie.
When you leave town, and start new, your past will always be there to haunt you. The paranoia brought on from anxiety, with the cure just a few weeks too late all of a sudden becomes real. You weren't imagining it. It was really happening. Everything begins to slowly crumble. The honeymoon period ends. You begin to realise who was your true friend from the beginning and who was just there because they had to be. You find out people were not who they said they were and people aren't who those people said they were either.
The boy who said he cares all of a sudden doesn't, as if at the drop of the hat your life is nothing to him. He thinks you're crazy. He won't tell you himself because he's worried you'll self harm. He doesn't speak to you for weeks because of it. He's a horrible person.
"Trust us." these girls say, "he told us himself".
You believe them. But the paranoia tells you the one thing you
Happy (Whatever It Takes)Stay silentHappy (Whatever It Takes) by IRphotogirl
You know you hate to rant, you really do
Don't let it show
You can't write about it
But you have to let it flow one way or another
You are so good at helping others with themselves
Yet you act so badly and deadly with yourself, why?
I know your constant aching
I know your story
I know your ability to remember it all, constantly
I heard you scream, silently
I know you used to know how to be happy
You used to say that one is dead when one no longer has dreams
You used to say that given the only person one is sure to be with until the end being oneself one would rather treat oneself kindly
Theoric wisdom,but what about practice?
I know the very words that won't comfort you
I know you need to believe in something just like everybody else, too
You used to say the sun always keeps on shining behind the clouds
But you have trained yourself into living and seeing in absolute darkness
It is not light that blinded you
It is your very own past and history
All you want to
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