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Last StandThis is a grand land to take our last stand
Shade your eyes, and hold my hand.
We were a long song, and now we'll be strong,
Take comfort in the fact that we were not wrong.
I had some great, late thoughts on our fate
But as with all endings we only have to wait.
RomaLet's watch the roads run with speed
Out from beneath our feet.
We are the source of all we need.
Let's leave this world of common greed.
Let's dance in the rain of Spring.
We'll pretend that we have wings.
Let's sever ties and strings.
And let's be our own Kings.
Let's turn the windfall into wine.
Break their rules and redefine.
Let's take their anger as a sign.
Let's spend our days sculpting rhymes.
Let's look for nests in the oldest trees.
Let's touch what the hawk only sees.
We'll go wherever we please.
Let's forget locks and keys.
The rose is just a thorny weed.
Let's refuse to cry and bleed.
Let's, at last, be truly freed.
Let's leave this world of common greed.
EscapeEvery single plain, grey, rainy day
I find myself dreaming of escape.
In my mind's eye I am on a train,
On a boat, a sailing ship headed far away.
I'm on the ocean, on the great big sea.
There is water all around me, but it's not falling.
And all the grim, all the grey of this big city,
It's not clinging to my clothing, it's not weighting me.
Escape is close now. Yes, I can see
A way out of this place, out of this country.
Backwards I'm the girl that danced
And now look at me.
A year, three thousand miles,
And I'm still not free.
I'm the girl that imagined,
But nothing came true.
And now there isn't much left
Except a poem or two.
Fool The wise don't fear the unknown
A smiling fool said.
But he was a hypocrite because
He feared the dark beneath his bed.
CastlesLong ago and far away,
In a castle built to stay,
Nothing left, and nothing right.
Nothing but encroaching night.
At the dusky death of day,
In a castle built to stay,
The dark is eating me alive,
The dark is wanting to survive.
By the curve of azure bay,
In a castle built to stay,
I'm alone, and I'm afraid,
I wish that I had never prayed.
On the sun's last saffron ray,
In a castle built to stay
I will live and I will die
Both while dreaming I can fly.
The StreamIt's a place alone
Not a lonely place
With a softly whispering stream.
A basswood tree by the side
And a sea of ferns
Sway in a shared dream.
There's a pool on the edge
Where the tadpoles swim
Oblivious to the moon,
And a nest in the tree
Padded with down
That the birds will finish soon.
The still is broken
Only by the boughs
Stirring in a gentle breeze
And the tiny fish
In the clear water
Swim upstream with ease.
There's a leaf,
Now only veins
It's a delicate lace
By the whispering stream
Is a place alone
And not a lonely place.
UnforgettableI know a truth that I'll never forget,
A secret thing that I'll always regret.
Like a trespass one can't take back once said
But that lives on in the speaker's head.
I wish I could tell the truth that I know,
Give up and let it freely go.
Share with someone the sad secret
That I will never forget.
ForgotI woke up with yesterday in my head.
I think I had a dream about all my old friends.
Somehow, I don't want to forget.
And there's a me I need to meet, but I'm not ready yet.
If there had been fire, or a soul to exchange, or
I'd given my life for that of a stranger,
But in the end I just took a fall
In a wild, last hope of saving it all.
And now I'm here, but it's not quite me.
I forgot how to count to three.
But I know one day I'll rebuild my memory,
And when I fly away, will you come with me?
Under the Willow Tree
Memories of my past continue to dim,
decades now lost in the mist.
They tell me I'm wed to a man named Jim,
I say they're mad, yet they insist!
My thoughts on this day take me back home,
to a time when life was brand new.
I can't recall the town that I'm from,
but I remember scenes from my youth.
My most vivid memory lives here,
just on the edge of my consciousness.
It's a place where I never felt fear,
when the world still seemed to make sense.
It's coming, it's coming! Yes I see!
The vision is clear as daylight!
I'm lying there under the willow tree,
full shade and out of the sunlight.
The river is as clear as crystal,
the smell of the air is so pure!
The willow's about twenty feet tall,
I really feel safe and secure.
Am I alone? Wait! No, someone's there!
A boy with a voice like a dove.
Is it with he that my life I will share?
Or a gift sent down from above?
The memory fades as the dinner bell rings,
a man named Jim brings my food.
Just who was that boy for whom my heart sings?
StitchesI have eternally entered the vast darkness,
A place where I am most welcomed.
With thick thread laced into my skin,
Stitching shut my eyelids.
I see no evil.
Liquid drools down my neck and caresses my collarbones.
The aroma of blood burns my nostrils,
And I clasp my ears to hush the waterfall.
It is drowning me in this darkness.
But I hear no evil.
There is emptiness within my mouth,
Where my tongue had been sliced out.
I gag on my own blood,
The taste forever forgotten.
I can’t part my lips to release my inner cries,
The stitches lock them and prevent me to.
So, I speak no evil.
I grip my own throat with my gory hands.
Liquid trails down my arms.
A cool breeze dives into the open wounds
That life had engraved onto my wrists.
I bleed out the evil that I have been tainted with,
Since the first day I took a breath.
Stitch me up when all the evil has been vanquished.
Stitch me up when the last drip of blood has been spread.
Insert those stitches.
Interlace them to where nothing else
If my time comes then may it come.
I would only delay it to tell you once more of my love.
I would ask for just a few moments more to
pour out my dying heart in the midst of its fading pulse...
I have but a list of thanks and apologies to make...
to many, but most to you...I am mourning not my death,
but that my time was cut off before I could die with you,
before I meet my God.
Here in the garden which that
we had once dreamt of, I'll wait.
Watching you through the transparency of the pond
we would've sat by...filling it further,
with the tears that fall back to you.
It is not Heaven without you...it is only Limbo as Governed by God...
yet alas is there no such place as paradise
without you to hold, kiss and love. Patience and faith
would be my only allies against time.
And should I die right now, or at any given time...
I would want you to know that I never stopped loving you.
That the pain you brought me,
only delivered me back into the passion that we fought for...
My sins lie with
ALONEOur hearts are filled
with a huge nothing,
and we hide it gracefully,
As our skins lie back to you.
If someday you could,
See through our fake smiles,
Hear it in our broken heartbeats,
You'll see it spells ALONE,
You'll hear it sounds ALONE.
We are one of a kind,
For you hard to find,
In this world in the crowds.
Cause we can keep you blind.
Or is it your faullt??
Can I blame you for this??
Why don't you see?
That you don't find meanings
to our words.
Maybe you don't know,
Language of the lone.
Why don't you see?
Emotions playing in our hearts?
Maybe because of our
Why do you lie? or pretend
as you heared nothing.
You play deaf to our questions
Maybe in this world,
We are better alone.
Can you please not love us?
It doesn't matter if it's real or fake.
As loneliness has become our only friend.
Plz don't take it away from us.
In our cold, we shiver alone
In our fever we tremble alone,
In our fear, we cry alone
In our pain our tears fall alone,
In our deaths we lay alone....
Gutter GirlGutter girl washed her dress,
In dirty water to look her best.
Combed her hair back with a comb,
Made from blue birds ribcage bone.
Bought a nice dress from a witch,
With human hair in every stich.
and also gave her glass kept shoes,
That shattered if were ever used.
Gutter girl went to the ball.
A party hosted at the mall.
Wanted to dance, to learn and sing.
Find what romance and love could bring.
But she was stopped
Right at the door
For she was too weird,
And too poor.
She was tossed out to the street,
Her shoes then shattered beneath her feet.
The dress began to fall apart
Each peace ripped raw, straight from her heart
The sky struck midnight.
And she went back,
Underneath and into black.
Gently shielded by the rain,
She goes back down into her drain.
Picks the glass out of her feet ,
Hangs her dress up in defeat.
Kindly thanked her grandma witch,
And bales the rain out of her ditch.
Gutter girl took the day.
To gently wash the pain away...
WolfNeither the devil's helper,
neither a free rebelious spirit,
fighting for his quarry
against the human being
or even embedding his teeth
into muscle tissue
of the two-legged hunter...
From a shadow slipping past
the trees from a distant forest
he was changed into
a pseudohuman pop star.
He glitters with the colors of the rainbow,
which sows the seeds on his fur,
he grins with deciduous teeth to showcase.
He won't hurt neither a hare
with depression in his eyes,
neither an armed man,
neither a doe letting
a dead fawn fall on the forest glade.
He takes little wildcats from the trees,
he leads grandmas through a street,
he gets moved, while he watches "The Notebook".
A beautiful forest creature,
arising from out of the way place,
laid itself down near the old oak,
where it hid its old body.
It won't chase the human away,
even if it had a will for it,
cause he was the one, who drove it
into a trap shining like a vampire.
May I be?Your reason to smile
Someone you'll walk a mile
The hand you like to hold
The warm hug when you're cold
Your wondrous drug that makes all fine
Someone you'll write tons of line
The strength when you feel weak
The soothing care when you're sick
Your happy thoughts all day
Someone who takes your breath away
The sleeping pill you need to snooze
The good 'ole groggy feeling even with no booze
Your "Let's get fat together"
Someone who inspire you to be better
The boost when you're down
The silly comedienne so you won't frown
Your sunshine after a hard rain
Someone who'll wipe out the pain
The courage to face your fears
The hanky to dry your tears
Your all this and more
Someone, the only one you adore
The scent you'll miss
The lips you'll ever kiss
May I also be
what you are to me?
My reason to smile
Someone I'll walk a mile
The hand I like to hold
The warm hug when I'm cold
My wondrous drug that makes all fine
Someone I write tons of line
The strength when I feel w
Start WorkingCompletely drained.
Want to sleep.
Can barely eat.
When will these pills,
RestlessHaunting voices torment my sleep.
Growing pressures pull me to the dark so deep.
Heavy weights upon my chest.
Losing will, I cannot rest.
Nightmares grow in strong daylight.
A losing battle, one I cannot fight.
Tears do not fix, nor ease the pain.
For all I do seems in vain.
Feeling useless, feeling spent.
Would it best if I went,
Far away, never to return.
To run from the pain that bites and burns.
Far away, in a foreign bed,
Still unable to rest my head.
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