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The Dulling Blade.In the silence of this fastly falling twilight is where,
the sun seems to feel its warmest.
And in this darkening world is where,
I find comfort,
in the quiet solace I dwell within,
and allow that lasting warmth to permeate my all-too-soft skin.
I cast a swift glance back to where
the laughter, the easiness,
floods the pathway,
lets us not forget what the true bliss of friendship really is.
I feel my eyes grow damp, and swallow hard trying to compensate for
all these things that I feel,
each and every day.
And how simplicity is but a dream.
How nothing is what it really seems.
It demands to be felt in the most sweetest of ways.
Whether it be out of release, or of containment.
your eyes contain the darkness of drawing curtains,
of a show coming to a close.
Your smile has lost its pure radiance,
in a world dreamed up in serenity.
And replaced it was with the bitterness of what exists to be reality,
in a world as beautiful as this.
You grow quiet once again,
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.
Saturated SeductionSaturated Seduction 7/23/14
You appeared to me in a dream.
You exist only in my enigmatic imagination.
The moon was heavy that night,
drunk with the power of the sun.
Pulling and pushing the tides
like my vacillating moods.
I swim through this vast ocean
of unrest searching for
a place to call home.
I created your face
to give me comfort.
I carved out your being
to fit perfectly with mine.
Your hair danced like fire even
though the sea consumed you.
Sometimes my dreams are lucid -
most times I forget.
But you linger like an after image -
as a flash of a camera in
my watery eyes.
You stay with me on nights
of uncertainty - when all my
doubts bombard and petrify me.
I am rooted in place, too
frightened to move...on.
If you were real it would feel like a dream.
I would never wake.
Eternal slumber has a nice ring to it.
When We Said Our Goodbyeswhen we said
i did not blame
breaking my heart
making petty claims
throwing my gran's china
ripping up pictures
demanding custody of our cat
but i do blame you
every single one
we were a
Love Always PerseveresSometimes
You just have to keep on
Throwing paper airplanes
Until someone turns around
Sends one sailing back to you.
A strong and broken man.A strong man is defined by his vows,
and he had bled for his.
Years could not age what he had swore,
and she wished he had sworn for her.
A captain of honor and virtue
damaged by his hope.
She struggled with his obsession
and grew jealous of it.
Was she not worthy of his regard?
Not a symbol for adulation?
Could she not tempt a loving word,
or even break the skin?
The stronger the man the worse the break,
and what was he if not broken?
Hope had scarred but did not mend
the loss he bore on his back.
She felt his eyes recede
and knew he thought of her.
A woman that had won his strength
and lost it to his ambition.
A man who loved so purely
it reflected in his crimes.
He felt the loss so deeply
it imbedded in his skin.
She never knew herself
to crave a hopeful man.
But she loved him for his vow,
and wanted him to break it.
I thought that my feelings
Were guided only
By the desire emanating
Between my legs
Now I realize
That it goes
Far beyond that
My heart pounds ferociously
At the mere thought of you
I want my body
To melt into you
Feel the waves of love
Crash against the shore
Of my once battered body
Sweep me up
Into your tide
I want to drown
In a sea
Of your love
Asphyxiated by desire
You are the only one
Who can resuscitate me
Your lips against mine
Bring me back to life
My LoveI am so exhausted
Loving you from afar
I don't even know
What you look like
But I am completely
In love with you
Whoever you are
You are the total package
A perfect mold
Of my deepest and darkest desires
Honest to a fault
Masochistic enough to love me back
Intelligent enough to know you shouldn't
But so deeply in love you can't help it
God, how I want you
I've never had to beg before
But I would for you
I would swim in an ocean
Of broken glass
Just to get you to look at me
But you can't be real
Such perfection can't exist
But I love you all the same
I simply can't help myself
SMIH ONE PIECE MARCO
Just as you and the other girl were about to pick your sticks to draw form the bag, a strange presence approach the Thousand Sunny. You turned around to see a man dressed in purple. He appeared to be blind and used a stick to feel his way around the ship. You had no doubt in your mind that this newcomer was Fujitora.
"Excuse me, is it too late for me to join the game?" Fujitora asked, walking up to Sanji. He looked around and saw that since Marco was the only person left between you and this other girl, so mathematically, one of you weren't going to have a turn. To make it fair, Sanji would have no choice but to allow Fujitora to join.
"As long as you promise to not bring harm to the ladies..." Sanji warned holding up the bag to Fujitora. "Put an item in the bag that belongs to you. Don't let the girls see it."
Fujitora nodded and reached into his pocket and pulled out his item. He kept it hidden within his fists as he placed it inside the bag.
"Alright ladies~! Now we have enoug
We kissed last nightWe kissed last night
In my dreams
Not my first dream-kiss.
First time with you.
You took my face in your hands
And looked at me with tears
Then our lips touched
Not wet, but dry
I didn’t speak
But I smiled
We did it again
The dream-kiss felt good.
That was a first.
It surprised me
Then it felt awkward
People were watching
But only I felt weird
Because I enjoyed it.
Of course you did
But could we do it in real life?
Would it be as wonderful?
Or as awkward?
Someday we might want to
But could we?
We’re both girls.
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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