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Beneath These Murky WatersA burnt wasteland
Glistens before me
My head above
Two feet below
I inch forward
The landscape shifts
The landscape shifts
Now every step
An obscure risk
These murky waters
While The Dust SettlesThere is always a trial
When dust takes flight
The common man's plight
For parched are the lips
And stale is the bread
And faint is the voice
With which secrets are shared
There's nothing like idleness
To make a tongue wag
Till nought is a mystery
And all is commotion
While the dust settles.
Today you mock me,
Staring at me in a grey demeanour
Pelting my frame with your stones
Today you honour me,
Showering me in a wet confetti
Laughing and crying like a drain
Today you comfort me,
Soothing me gently with easy breezes
Lulling me gently to sleep
Today you berate me,
Stormy and wild as they come
Howling your passionate fury
Someday you'll leave me
Taking your whims to some other lad
Leaving me uncertain;
Heart BurstI have gone and come so many times
The fun is gone like sound from mimes
Wind from chimes,
And rhyme from rhymes
For love is not about
Or climaxing at
The question becomes what comes next?
An angry text?
An empty bed to find no rest?
If none of these appeal, then first
Search for one who makes your heart burst.
Like a CocktailWrite me a cocktail
Make it nice and strong
Help me to forget
How my life has gone wrong
Put it in a shaker
Shake it up good
Yes, I'll have that on the rocks
'Cause life is never smooth
Now pour it out gently
Don't spill a drop
I need to savour every moment
And every plop
For like a cocktail
Life is mixed up
And I want to believe
That at the end, I'll take a sip
Raise my glass
And I'll be pleased.
Sometimes...Sometimes, a heart must be broken.
Sometimes, harsh words must be spoken.
Sometimes, from dreams we are woken
To find life's not a-jokin'.
Sometimes, our choices are bad.
Sometimes, we lose what we had.
Sometimes, while we are sad
We forget how to be glad
Yet sometimes, after we've fussed
Sometimes, despite the cost
Sometimes, even when lost
We find solace and trust
And sometimes, grey skies do turn blue
Sometimes, we can start anew
Sometimes, our dreams will come true
Yes.. sometimes, even for you
So when there are signs
That you've come on hard times
Hold these words in your minds
Because sometimes... sometimes...
Happy Howloween!In fevered pitch
I groan and twitch
As pain bestrides
My body's width
With maw outstretched
I yowl and wretch
A grizzly sight
A sickening stench
Then burning rage,
My mind: deranged!
The final stage;
A beastly being
A moonlit scene...
Say, what am I,
Smoker's RebuffI knew a bloke
Who loved to smoke
His throat was black as death
He was told
His life was sold
For less than it was worth
To this he said
Let's not pretend
I know how I will die
But ye who hold fast to the last will you ever know why?
Said the Politician to His DaughterThe world of politics my dear,
Is a dog eat dog world.
A rat race in a nest of vipers
For the slow, we toll the bell.
You'll be a fish out of water
Jumping into a different kettle of fish
Take this advice my dear daughter
If you don't have a death wish
You must be a wolf in sheep's clothing
And must never bark up the wrong tree
Your plans must be dark horses
If they are to become policy
Beware of the elephant in the room
And the gift horse, as a matter of fact
Because even our Kangaroo courts
Know just how to skin a cat
We are lions led by donkeys
Who all spew weasel words
It's a dog and pony show, child
This false game of shepherds
So if you want to be voted in
Be sure to flog all the dead horses
Cast your pearls before swine
Lend rabbit ears, to mice' voices
It's an animal kingdom out there
Take no prisoners if you can
For such is the place where hatched
Are the best laid plans of mice and man
Heartless......no moreShe needed space like the rest...
She left one instead in his chest...
Remained no heart to be broken
For the words already spoken,
From a confronted confess -
"You are so heartless"
Felt like his insides hollowed;
Felt like he was being followed,
By a black cloud o' lies
Rainin misery and despise.
Put up a wall and fences;
Brought up his defenses.
With pills and a session.
To himself he's confined
Else but heartbreak on his mind
A month or two passed by..
Facing the reality he's tryin to Deny.
Morbid memories he dismembers
And then he remembers....
To get somewhere wholehearted
The secret is getting started..
.. started with a day in the park
..couple o' hours before the dark
Alone in his own zone
Mathers chantin on the headphone
Caught somethin across the aisle
A beaming, beautiful smile.
More than just a few HEYs
Same went for a few day
Talked on and until late
Turned to a dinner at 8
Her beauty, grace and smile,
Life was again wort
My Love The ShipwreckMy love was a shipwreck deep under the sea,
a silent and watery prison for me.
With corners so silent and robes full of death,
and lips that could capture my every breath.
Fingers that groped quite like long strands of kelp,
dragging me down when I begged them for help.
A body as pale as a skeleton sunk,
wrapping me up in a tidewater trunk.
Dragging my tongue across decks made of night,
tangled in rigging that delayed my flight.
Dredging for anchors that didn't exist,
never quite knowing to cease and desist.
The crow's nest held views eternally blank.
Eyeglass-horizons so cloudy and dank.
Ghost-hunting sails without wind from afar,
with watery eyes staring up at the stars.
Drinking deep of a poison more potent than rum;
sobbing for gallows that just wouldn't come.
Walking on sandbars with no relative end,
fantastical promises just 'round the bend.
Screaming out into trenches as deep as the earth.
Discovering death when I wanted birth.
A face utterly haunting could drag me deep d
Let MeLet me touch your chest
To make sure your heart's beating.
Let me feel your breath
To make sure you're still breathing
Tell me how I look
To make sure you still see me.
Tell me sweet nothings
So I can think you still love me.
The Beating of a HeartThe beating of a heart,
Is more than just a sound,
It's the tune of a music hall,
Crowded all around.
The band takes its seats,
The conductor in his place,
A mysterious song,
Takes up a quickened pace.
Will this be in harmony?
Are we a strong duet?
Is this just a solo?
All I can do is fret.
The tempo of my heart,
Is beating out of time,
It's jumping from my soul,
And making my love rhyme.
Frustration surrounds me,
Staccato all around,
My heart's in double forte,
With each and every pound.
It turns into a waltz,
Then a jazzy tune,
This song is too confusing,
All I can do is swoon.
The song inside my heart,
A ballad of the best,
It's turning to allegro,
And running from my chest.
As the melody slows,
A fermata is all that stands,
The audience will pause,
Then join together all their hands.
Our tango was played well,
But I am at a loss,
What is this feeling?
My eyes feel quite cross.
The Only One LeftNobody wants you if you've beaten the block
But nobody wants the brand new
And you're constantly fighting the hands of the clock
Pretending you know what to do
And you're fooling yourself into feeling okay
And you smile every day when it hurts
Pretending the sunshine might clear up the rain
But the pretending rarely works
You can try to be brave and take on every leap
Hoping you might find the fall
But realising everyone is too far to reach
You still try but miss them all
Getting battered and bruised by the journey of love
Never finding the finished result
And just when you think that the world's had enough
It comes back with another assault
With the time passing by you're the only one left
And you're wishing for something to change
So you try with each heartbeat and every breath
But the sun still won't clear up the rain
Shadouge part 5Mierda…lo arruine todo parece que no tengo suerte pensaba mientras salía de la habitación
“Coronel Mark está bien como se siente quiere que lo ayude realmente lo siento no sé por qué shadow hizo eso ese tonto no se que le paso” dijo nerviosa rouge
“Jeje está bien hace mucho que no me golpean así, el tiene mucha fuerza, y si no te preocupes rouge yo estoy bien porque estoy acá contigo preciosa gracias por ayudarme jeje bueno mejor ya voy a ponerme algodón no quiero mancharme de sangre“dijo el coronel
“Está bien mark iré a buscar una enfermera, le avisare que lo revise y buscare a shadow hablare con el coronel adiós” dijo rouge con un tono triste
Adiós… mi sacerdotisa hermosa pensó mark
“Hola podrías ir a la habitación 115 a ver al coronel gracias enfermera“dijo rouge
Rouge empezó a caminar por todo el hospita
Shall I be a Shakespeare?Shall I be a Shakespeare
And compare you to a summers day?
Or be like any other poet
And draw comparisons between you and May?
I shall see you as the autumn months,
When leaves turn brown and fall.
The trees look much more beautiful
When clad in brazen pall.
Or perhaps you are the winter,
A snowflake that glitters with dawn.
Long nights of comfort before a fire.
A time to smile, instead of mourn.
They say these are both times of death,
Where no beauty can be found.
But beauty depends on where you look,
Even in steel-grey sky and iron-hard ground.
Though you hold not the fires of summer,
Nor the new life that's brought by spring,
The strength of winter and grace of autumn
Are greater, to me, than both those things.
You are a magnificent beauty
With a heart, supposedly, of gold.
But like the autumn, and the winter,
It's a shame you're just as cold.
List do K.Dziewczyno z bajki jednodniowej
odezwij się ten jeden raz
nie siedź wciąż proszę w mojej głowie
już nie jest mi potrzebny czas
zapomnieć każdy prostak umie
naprawić trudno każdy wie
daj mi choć ten ostatni raz
w ramiona Twoje wtulić się....
nie znikaj w świata czeluść złą
gdzie ludzie obojętni są
dążyć do celów wyższych chcą
(proste potrzeby nimi zwą)
nie żądam wiele, Droga ma,
byle te kilka prostych słów
jedno spotkanie, chociaż... tak,
wystarczy słodki dźwięk z Twych ust.
Jeśli zaś nie chcesz widzieć mnie już
powiedz mi proszę, bo nie chcę tak
trzymać-nietrzymać kontaktu, cóż..
wolałbym fruwać jak wolny ptak,
nieba przestworza zdobywcą być
ze świadomością braku nadziei,
lepszej przyszłości, uczuć zawiei
Is this to be?Is this to be the last I see,
The last I see of you?
No, not here-it cannot be
I know it isn't true.
it's taken long, oh far too long
For me to finally find you,
And now I feel That I've done wrong-
I'm not prepared to lose you.
This cannot be the last I see,
The last I see of you.
I ask you, please-remember me
For I will not forget you.
You see, you've made my life complete,
And I must say.. I love you.
Without YouAnother night without you and my dear, I must say
This yearning is starting to really bug me
I want you. I need you!
To these soft lyrics...
The tempo and rhythm of my young heart beats
This feeling I'm feeling is heightened each day
The thoughts that I'm thinking just won't go away
I miss you.
I miss you.
I miss you so much!
I long for your company, I long for your touch
I long to stop thinking about you this much
It's driving me crazy! I can't wait for us
To meet. To see. To talk. To be...
Together forever and eternity!
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