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To stoneAlone in the darkness -- coiled up.
Facing off against insurmountable odds.
These shadows cling to the very flesh
that embodies my stigmatization.
I’ll endure this crown of thorns
Whilst stalactites freeze my heart.
I’ll smile the fakest of smiles,
hollowed out, devoid of meaning.
Till words no longer hurt
and heart turns to stone.
Miles DavisAs another Kind of Blue
Gave birth to a Bitches Brew
In a Silent Way, On the Corner
Just ‘Round About Midnight.
Surrealism sprouts from trumpet’s grace
A Novel Blackout: Pride and Prejudice I‘Tis said to be a truth universally acknowledged,
that there’s not a single man of good fortune
that doesn’t find himself in want of a wife.
the feelings or views of such a man..
be they so well fixed -- in the minds of the surrounding families,
that he is considered as rightful property for one of their daughters.
Under noctilucent clouds
cradling our world
We are the static disturbance
Heard on the radio
The white noise
The trembles and reverbs
Listened to, but never heard
We’re like a translucent wave cloud
A fading apparition.
We’re burdened with glorious purples
shades of scarlet, amethyst and grey
robed in palatinate blue
Adorned with emeralds and rubies.
Yet our padding is loosened,
Our clothing does decay.
As if drowning in a sapphire hue,
This abyss of emerald, and opal blue.
Our scarlet heart did turn to cloudy grey
Xarr Rakatth - Apocalyptic-Dream(Application)Name: Xarr Rakatth
Weapon: A cedar long staff that can be reduced in size for concealing purposes.
Personality: A recluse, he prefers to look from the sidelines before doing anything.
He has an overall gloomy personality. And doesn’t really care about anything – or does he?
Likes: Drinking wine and watching the world’s chaos unfold. There is beauty in chaos.
Dislikes: Injustice and being forced to put effort in things.
Fears: A crippling fear of dying, he’d do anything to safe his own skin.
Goals: Achieving stability in his life.
Fighting Style: Melee close ranged staff fighter, but with magical powers for long range.
A master tactician who plans everything, including his battle moves and spells on forehand.
Prowess: He does not enjoy
Quatrain IXI’ve witnessed teardrops form
Graciously sliding down that face.
Leaving make-up stains as a fixed embrace
Adorning the grimace of a woman scorn.
TnM-viaje a paris cap finalhola!!! bien, este es el ultimo cap de mi historia C': todo gracias a todos uds!! los amo!!, ok ya me pusi cursi jeje :33 bien aqui va:
sr: no es nada
Thomas: bien... y ahora que?
Jazz: que les parece si Dezz y yo vamos a darle la USB
Fred: si, y diganle que baje
Thom: que baje? para que?
Xavier: ya te lo explicamos, solo vayan...
Dezz y Jazz: ok...
Thomas: y para que quieren que Marie baje?
Fred: le cantaras...
Xavier y Fred: esta cancion!! *le enseñan el papel*
Thomas: es la opcion 3! si! (yo: pienso en ti-jonathan luna)
*con Jazz y Dezz*
Dezz: *golpea la puerta*
Phineas: *abre* hola chicas
JAzz: hola, esta Marie?
Phineas: sip, pero esta un tanto rara
Dezz y Jazz: nosotras lo arreglamos
Phineas: ok pasen
Dezz: marie *tocando la puerta de marie*
Jazz: podemos pasar?
Marie: esta Thomas?
Jazz y Dezz: *se miran a la cara* no!!!
Marie: ok, pasen *abre la puerta deprimida* ¿que paso?
Jazz: supimos lo que paso, Thomas esta muy deprimido y...
Dezz: quisimos sa
Daydream Romance. ( If I could paint. )If I could paint, I would paint him...
His deep, blue eyes, his sleek hips, his dazzling smile & sweet, tender lips.
Which way would I draw his hair? So many styles, to choose just one is not fair.
His cute little tummy, hands & his feet, his legs covered by a bright, white sheet.
I would sketch him out, the way that puts me in a trance, my little daydream romance.
If I could paint, I would do it for him...
For the way that he makes me feel, the closest I have come to something real.
For his dreamy voice that makes me lose sight, of all fears I had that night.
For the protection that his thought offers me, I should owe him something.
He would never give me a secant glance, but he's my dear daydream romance.
If I could paint, I would immortalize him...
The way he is immortal in my fantasies, as I toss & turn begging for him to touch me.
The way he is immortal in my reassuring dreams, more real than what it seems.
The way he is immortal on the big screen, while I just ad
Lily GirlShe has always been a peculiar soul. In order to cope with the harshness of a reality that many only read in novels or see in films, she created a kingdom where she one day would become a princess and find happily ever after.
She is so innocent and so pure. A purity that you only find in children that are rare after they turn into teens.
Here I am a famous man reduced to a bumbling mess in front of a woman four years younger. Yet as much as I desire her I know I can never have her.
I am the thorns of a rose. I may be a sight to see but if you get close my thorns will cause pain.
Therefor I can never truly be with her, not until I can shed my thorns and I can stand next to the delicate yet strong woman she has become.
In my hands are lilies one of the most beautiful of flowers. So modest until it blooms and reveals its sweet and expressive white star. I want you to have them; I would give you all the stars in the sky if I could. But I can only give you lilies. Would you accept them on t
Letter to my AngelMy Dear Angel,
I am sorry, I was odd tonight and could barely speak. You looked so beautiful tonight, in your plaid green shirt. So much so, When I stared into your eyes I could not help up to picture us laying in bed, I feeling your every breath as I hold you in my arms without fingers intertwined. You will never know how much pain it gives me to sit there hiding this from you, because I love you. I know that I love you, because for so long I have held a terrible emptiness inside my heart. I feel it as an ever present heartache. Always there whispering to me that no matter what I do I am not truly happy. Except those times when I am with you. Just having you near me fills that void I have inside with joyful melodies. and at those times that I feel overcome with gladness and love I find myself Afraid and unable to speak for fear that I might lose myself and uncontrollably tell you how much I care about you. From the moment I met you I knew I had to get to know you. somehow I could tell
Love story parte 4La jornada escolar termino rápido, pero a charlotte le aprecio una eternidad, solo podía pensar como la abandono su padre así por más, al salir del colegio charlotte va de camino con Alice a la heladería.
Ya en la heladería luego de pedir un helado se van a sentar a una mesa, charlotte tenia la vista baja, pero cuando mira debajo de la mesa, se encuentra con un celular, ella de curiosidad lo toma, cuando de repente empieza a sonar, ella no sabe que hacer si contestar o no, pero el teléfono dejo de sonar, -oye, ¿porque no contestaste?- pregunto Alice- y...si no es para mi-contesto charlotte – seguramente es la persona que lo olvido-continuo Alice, de repente el teléfono comenzó a sonar charlotte sin opción contestó- ¿hola? - dijo charlotte- hola, supongo que tienes mi teléfono- dijo una vos del otro lado del teléfono- si, eso creo- le contestó ella- ok, donde debo ir a b
My LoveIn days when love held hands, all my dreams came true.
The melodies dancing in the breeze of our sin.
Running from the ocean to the stars,
going from deep seas to your touch
all my love were once yours.
Give me a kiss back, but don't turn your back
Because when the sun goes down we may be apart.
And I' will say that I loved you, my angel lovely, until a day I may die.
Cantar del JuglarQue rasge la crin del caballo mi pecho desnudo
para que quede en los anales de cañas de bambú
que no salí impune de los cien combates reñidos,
que al menos una gota se sangre propia había visto.
Lucho bien, sé que mi estocada es la más letal,
mi escudo es el más grueso, y mi fuerza, la más brutal,
aunque no hay mejor proeza que sea contada
que la muerte cercana al héroe invicto, dice el juglar.
Por cada lapo que magullaba mi cuerpo,
mi voluntad rechascaba como lengua de fuego;
un ruido espectro que engullía con grandes chispas
la tierra bajo aquellos que a mis soldados herían.
¡Cómo lo consume todo Lopt, hijo de escarcha!
¿Porqué debería Láufey controlar a su hijo?
Si no muerta, habrá ido a parar a donde está su nieto:
el reino de niebla en el que se diluye todo objeto.
Son pasos de gigantes los estallidos de cañón
que retumban como ru
Mey do Zahreik (Fool of Hearts)I hear footsteps, but are they mine?
How they must be! So out of line.
But I'm here, right now, before you.
So then my existence cannot be true.
I am a part you, Champion, dear.
From that time you wanted me near.
But now the number is up.
So drip the poison from the cup.
You don't need me now.
I don't want you anyhow.
Hear them closer, but now they pass.
Can't you tell, my Lass?
I am not the one you want.
You seek the master of haunt.
I am madness, you are night.
So do not force what is not right.
Go and do not follow the steps you heard.
Go and follow that unspoken word.
For the candle flickers, near out of fire,
Just like you, with heart of briar.
Maybe, just maybe¿Qué tal sí, dentro de este mundo tan loco en el cual me siento algo sola, me cree mis propios amigos, personajes constantes en mis historias, y ahora sufro con ellos cada pérdida y celebro cada victoria, porque en realidad, soy yo? ¿Podría ser que en el camino me perdí y me sentía tan sola que todo esto solo es parte de una hoja de un libro que ya escribí y no recuerdo como terminaba? Y espero que cada una de las historias que he escrito terminen en un buen final, y tal vez, solo tal vez, terminen en un final feliz... porque solo si mis amigos alcanzan la felicidad yo seré capaz de alcanzarla completamente.
State of AstonishmentMesmerized by your eyes.
And forever captivated within your gaze.
You lift away my troubles and clear away the dusky haze.
You a creature of such perfection.
Ready to win every election.
But use it? You will not.
For you do not long to corrupt,
Nor do you wish for things to start and rot.
How silently you fade onto the background,
So that history can tell other things than the flawless perfection of you.
For the thoughts about you over-run my mind.
I can not comprehend, nor can I understand,
Such a being like you holds my hand.
Yet today you still hold me in your never ending embrace, Warm and safe.
No matter how great the distance,
You render me into a state of love-craze.
Free to wander my own personal maze.
For my life seems now only nothing more but a phase.
A step of evolution that you long ago took.
You my heroin, my goddess divine,
You bewitch me body and soul,
Let us forever intertwine.
Hath No FearGiving yourself completely up to fear is kinda like falling in love: You can't pin point exactly when it started and by the time you realize that you are surrounded by that sensation it's already game over. Just like the image of the person you are in love with starts creeping out from every unexpected corner, fear never leaves your side when you give it a welcome stay. After a restless sleep, it starts beating anxiously in your heart the moment you wake up in the morning and commands all your thoughts and actions throughout the day. It is nothing short of a prison, except you are the only inmate and the warden never takes a break. Ever.
I do not exactly remember when I let fear occupy my being but I remember the exact moment when I realized I was ruled by it. It was late in the afternoon, everybody was out there 'getting busy living' and I had locked myself inside my bed half awake, not particularly finding any valid reason to get out of it. Then I was awakened from a nightmare by my
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