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Feeling without Feeling.I am feeling without feeling,
the sadness of the world.
An empty kind of color,
lost within plain sight.
There is emptiness, there is pain.
That melody grows hauntingly so, with each new refrain.
Creates a choking numbness,
a solitary sound.
Doesn't take away the pain,
the crying rain.
I want what I cannott have.
And cannot have what it is I truly want.
Though there is nothing in this world unattainable,
but the things you deem unattainable.
A feeling within a feeling,
exists the same as a lie within a lie.
Forever reverberating off the walls,
of every echo in time.
My chest though still feels,
as if no ink in the world could capture the image my heart so steals,
of uncertain certainty,
in which I so crave.
My heart feels,
as if it soon may cave.
I dream of places far from here,
transcending with harsh reminder,
that dreams exist merely as dreams,
never dwelling on the liquid remnant thoughts in which we hope to be real.
Deciphering themselves between reality and sur
Yggdrasill.In my heart, their exists a place,
unlike any other.
It holds together woven dreams,
and comforts me as a mother.
Hidden in the secret depths,
of darkness and of shadow,
is where a tree of purity,
remains with me for eternity.
It glimmers with the ghostly shine,
of dwindling little hope,
comforts and protects,
and offers ideals of love.
It refrains from the permanent wilt,
cursed by inner guilt.
It's branches whisper in the dying day,
leading again my thoughts astray.
Reminding me, that with it exists infinity.
So long as your light shines on,
this broken world will stay.
As it is, as it was,
it will never fall away.
Together, like a Curse.Long ago, there was a time
in which truly was,
residing where youth played at the strings of our hearts.
Ever teasing, steady, true.
Every day, a battle for you.
It was then I fell,
as your eyes cast their quiet spell,
and I realized soon thereafter,
that there would never be a happy ever-after.
Like the kiss of a slighted curse,
gone were you,
as sure as the shadows that which melt me.
Gone and come again,
for the youth of tomorrow like the sun does not fade.
Or cast my vibrant colors to duller forms of gray.
The Clock Ticks Away.I stand here, lost in a world of my own.
Reap here, the seams I've yet to have sewn.
I've yet to sense the strain of a world so far gone.
And I'll probably never know.
Memories fall away, as time decays.
The clock ticks life away.
I am here, I am not.
I have lived, and forgot
what it is to be alive.
For a world so slowly turning,
and ever slowly dying,
all I can ever do is cling to my love for you,
and pray for all the world, that it will be enough.
Give me strength, for all that we assume to be what is,
and I in turn will give you my living sacrifice,
if you're prepared as well for all its lies.
Proximate.Shadow fall, in one fell swoop,
giving way to obvious swoon.
Swiftly gone, and come again,
like a rivers flow, never ends.
And the moon, it rises so,
bargaining with life to let me go.
Settling debts with death itself,
placing it soft, so it may quell.
Rotate everywhere, as you may,
lost in orbit, let me stay.
Approximate your inner desires,
to feed your inner burning fires.
Keep and hold me, far too close,
'lest I fall to comatose.
Reverberating.Hush, love of mine,
as you drown in a sea of strings.
Pulling every which way.
For every little thing.
Closing your sovereign eyes to all but the light,
wishing that I may somehow be enough.
Break me, set me free,
gently cut me loose.
As I'm merely an aging clock,
Shattered in wait,
as their cries reverberate off the hinges of my overly filled heart.
We're all but actors in life of part.
In past, present, in now.
Resist me always,
for I am unstrung.
I've settled debts within my aching soul,
but even so I wish for you to not let go.
I've come undone,
and you will never know,
just how far I'll go for you.
The Story of You.And when the darkness fair,
to distant silent rumbles,
my mind it goes quite astray,
and ceases with its troubles.
When the storm gives way to sun,
and when it's washed away,
you breathe your life into mine,
to live another day.
You let me live, and cry and breathe.
Let me break, and let me seethe.
You let me hit you, when inside I'm dying.
And catch me as I fall.
Tell me that it's all okay,
and give it all your all.
You sit me down, tell me now,
what it is about my flaws,
that makes me human,
that makes me feel,
that I am alive.
That I am real.
Hush, hush.Sometimes I line the silver bullets with red,
for the words you have spoken surely, will leave you good and dead.
And I imagine my fingers, as the spool and thread,
which weave together your everything, inside my little head.
And I whisper your name with folly,
and with glee it doth fill me,
with anything and everything,
and all the lies you have lead.
Within the Silver Linings.This isn't but a mere place for you,
to bequeath your memory of me.
But so much rather so,
I so distantly see.
How in by gones, I have wanted for you,
to trail me passionately thereafter,
I've longed for the stars, blooming irridicintly.
Longing still, for infinity.
To go a place where the milkened sky sees,
and weaves all life to which will soon cease.
-but alas, the stars are not quite so keen.
Or perhaps their taste alone, have not yet been weaned,
of lust of humane,
of earthly remain.
In light of such things,
whom are you so fair?
A slackened widow, shackled scared?
For fear to live, the life you cannot.
Or fear to die, for what you shall not.
Alone, you and I
We so seek the same sky,
for alone in it shall I,
know quite all too well,
what becomes of it.
You, the light in the silver so boundless
stand there wondering,
linger in such awe.
But with only two colors to muddle together there,
was there truly anything,
to wonder at all?
The Voice of HeavenThe sweetest music fills the atmosphere
The voice of heaven itself
Surfing on waves of air
Sound so pleasant, beyond orgasmic
Listen to the subtle facets of its audible splendor
Every measure, every crescendo, every lick
Everyone is savored
Never have ears been so graced
Graced by such a precious lullaby
Transcendent silvery tones caress the soul
Knees begin to buckle
Everything fades in haunting mist
Oh, harmonious ballad!
The notes sparkle along their silky path
So smooth, so lovely
Sing them forever
Sing sweet love,
Your beautiful heart let shine!
Light up the darkness
Play your songs again and again
Play your songs in my heart
In the heart you've captured and chained to yours
If only everyone could know their magick
Those notes will resonate in me til I die and ever after
I love you, voice of heaven
Lost and FoundHe has prayed as much
as he said "I love you"
in both cases
they were inaudible
Occasionally you can hear him
when he traces the outline of you
similar to the way
a stroke induced December
remembers to speak spring
like he's seen you before in his dreams
You can hear him
when his eyes linger at your smile
as if he could find faith
from your light
trapped, imbedded in insecurity
his way is a broken record even the deaf could listen to
He will not say I love you
not because he doesn't
but because you can not hear a man
you have yet to meet
but when you do, oh god, you will be brutally aware
Because with love like his
you could drown twice
and not want to come up for air
two can play at this gamehelp.
my heart beats
and my lungs
swell with air,
but I swore
my life would
cease to be
if I could
no longer call
you mine. please
By Suzanne Karbach 27th July 2014
sugarclawyou sang, watermystic
rosehips swaying two hearts
to a shell
and i, niagara
fell beneath, earth tesselate
seeping in infinite squares
but this is no desert love
story you are telling, lies
stretched over acres
o' your sweetscented mouth
One Year // TimelessOne Year // Timeless
I wanted to write something,
About being with you for
A whole year.
But I can’t. (So I won’t)
Because it doesn’t feel like
A whole year.
I feel like I just met you,
I feel like I’ve always known you,
There is something meaningless about
“A whole year”.
It feels timeless.
One Year // Timeless
I know from eighth grade Science Class
That energy cannot be
Created (nor destroyed).
This, I’m quite sure, is the case with how I feel about you.
I think this feeling goes beyond me,
It stretches back through time,
And has lived many lives.
It started, I believe, as a far off sun.
All passion and fire and boiling,
Existing that way for many billions of years,
Until it compressed and
All that energy released into the cosmos,
Undamaged, undestroyed, (uncreated).
For a while after that, it existed as the stars.
Every last twinkling one in the sky,
It nestled a bit of itself into.
A Smile, Perchance.Shake the folly away, my dear.
Shake it all away.
For it's just fun and games, I say.
It's just fun and games.
You're the riddle to my fiddle, sweet.
And play sweet songs you do.
Make me laugh, and smile-weep.
Swept right off my feet.
Why so tense, so serious dear?
Never shall you fear.
You and I, we will be dancing.
'Round and round we'll veer.
To the left, the right, yes all around!
You'll sway me to your sound.
The smiles, oh how they dance!
You've stolen mine by chance.
And for 'ere abound, I'll be around.
Like the sun, for now I'm found.
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