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Lighter than air
Like a boat on water
Nothing to fret
Just time to enjoy
Soaking up the scenery
Watching time roll by
Sun rises, sun sets
Stars flicker overhead
In that one place
Where you are at peace
Nothing can touch you
You feel at home
The sun drops below the horizon
Darkness slowly fills the air
Stars peeks between the clouds
Dread creeps into my heart
The moon begins to fight through
My skin crawls and burns
The change has begun
My being falls away
Muscles tense and tear
Patches of Fur sprout rapidly
Teeth sharpen to fangs
Claws grow to daggers
My mind tears away from reality
Losing myself to the beast
Sorrow screams in my head
And Vanishes in a heartbeat...
I awake under the sun
Naked, sore, and disoriented
Lost trying to remember
Breaking at the loss of control
The only clues to the night before
The scraps of cloth against my flesh
The bruises and cuts on my skin
And the blood on my hands
I have so much to say
Yet I speak not a word
For fear of the day
An evil sounds is heard
Do I tell you
Or do I not
I don't know what to do
You're luckily not in this spot
Whatever action I take
Is a big chance
And could be a mistake
It could be my last glance
Whether all will be told
I do not know
But I'll be bold
I couldn't stand to see you go
Just out of reach
Tickling my fingertips
Taunting my muscles
Straining my sanity
The key to freedom
Dancing before my eyes
Laughing through the bars
Reveling in my distress
Chained to the floor
Concrete on all sides
Tiny window obscured by steel
Small view of what lies beyond
Darkness torments my soul
Inching closer by the minute
Magnifying my despair
sending chills down my spine
My body grows weaker
My eyes grow heavy
I try to battle on
Searching for my escape
I'm losing the battle
Losing my grip on the edge
I've lost to darkness
Succumbed to the despair
A starry twinkle in her eye
A warming smile on her face
A soul unclouded as a dove
And a heart of pure gold
Imparted with a magick
Enchanting and majestic
Lucky will ever behold
And still fewer ever obtain
Nothing regular about her
Yet just the girl next door
Someone you could see every day
And still have to look twice
An imagination untamed
Yet so down to earth
Caring and dedicated
Yet tempestuous and unconstrained
Strong and determined
Yet tender and forgiving
She can liberate your heart
And unmask your soul
Catch her if you can
But be ready to set her free
When she spreads her wings
She cannot be restrained
Sitting in my chair
Staring at a screen
Typing the evening away
Thoughts running wild
Gazing at my empty bed
Dreaming of my sleeping lady
Imagining the quiet rise and fall
Of her calm and rhythmic breathing
A peaceful expression on her face
Her features soft in the candlelight
A muted sigh escapes my lips
As she sleeps through my toils
Thinking about crawling next to her
Tucking her in with a gentle kiss
And resting my weary bones
Preparing happily for the new day
Reality begins to creep back in
My eyes start to refocus
The mirage fades before me
And I'm left wanting yet again
The deep burning
Yearning and profound desire
To take part in something
That makes you whole
The fire that grows
With every soft kiss
Entwining touch and lingering gaze
From the one you hold so dear
The undeniable sensation
That you belong
In a precise location
Whether in a book or on the sand
The interminable allure
Of the music of life
From the beat of a heart
To raindrops on a pane of glass
The ceaseless gratification
Of an impeccably tuned and polished car
Roaring fiercely down the road
Glistening curves kissed gently by the sun
The sudden spark
That makes us fight
Like a wildcat backed into a corner
For who we are and what we believe in
The instinct we heed
To challenge our limits
Breaking our boundries
For the truth of our virtues
The depth of your eyes
The strength of your soul
The blood in your veins
The beat of your heart
From the Inside
Tears trail down your cheek
Showing the path of your heart
Your torment unfolds on your face
And the quiver of your lips
You believe you do everything wrong
But know you haven't done a thing
You suffer a deep confusion
That is splitting you in two
You feel like you've been running
For hours or days on end
Yet don't seem to be getting anywhere
But tired, weak, and broken
Rubble litters the floor
Glass rains down on you
Sweat beads on your brow
Blood drips from your skin
You claw at the walls
Trying to find a way out
Yearning to escape the sensation
You're being torn apart from the inside
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
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
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
The beautiful truth isHe understands. He listens. And there are days when things aren't the best but somehow he knows just how to fix that whether it's with a joke or a silly story. He's the kind of person you'd see and just know that he is a good person. He's a person that if you met him on the streets, you'd want to hug him so hard that every sad thing that had happened to him would disappear. I'm not sure what I did that made me lucky enough to be blessed with him in my life. Through every doubt and sickness, he's been there with a smile so kind it shone through the darkness. He's the person I want to hold close on a sunny day, the person I want to joke around with, the person I'd dance in the rain with. He is the person that holds my heart and always will no matter what. I can see a future with him. One filled with simple pleasures and stormy days. Filled with cloud watching on fresh cut grass and clashing bumper cars with. I'd wait a thousand years just to see his face, never to be swayed by another. T
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.
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.
When an angel spreads her wings
She shines light upon your heart
When an angel sings
You hope shell never depart
Soft, smooth skin
To be so close is a sin
To think you deserve is arrogance
She casts away the dark
Quieting your screams
Silently leaving her mark
Easing the fire of your dreams
As she reaches for the sun
She lifts the weight from your shoulders
Allows your fears to come undone
Keeping your heart from growing colder
Giving you strength unseen
Opening doors you may have missed
Providing a perch on which to lean
Stealing your ability to resist
Falling to her spell
Completely letting go
Breaking open your shell
Basking in her glow
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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