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Stagnant living.The repetition drones on, Forever repeating itself into carbon copy days.
An ironic redundancy reiterating the already known, the already shown.
Each day lived again, though with less living than each before.
Each day comes with a known and expected outcome.
I know this having already seen the reruns.
This movie, this record is broken and stuck on repeat,
Stuck on repeat,
Stuck on repeat.
Each day feeling incomplete.
Forever substantial but never concrete.
I am ready for the defeat.
Though not my own as I stand on these feet.
I stand strong as I find my bearings,
Removing the eyes of disillusion that I've been wearing.
By my will I am compelled to step, to gain momentum.
In this world of stagnantly static living,
I find myself moving again.
For I am no prisoner, no slave,
No longer mindless, once again brave.
These birds around my neck pull tight like a noose,
Anxiously I wait to cut them both loose.
To break free of this grave constructed by water, steel and time.
Pulled forth by the
Musical bliss...Like a fisherman, with your hooks in my ears. I follow your pull. I know not where it leads, nor do I care. The lure of it all, so enticing, so surreal. A better world will you lead me to. A world of weightlessness, a world of beauty and contentment. The orchestrated joy, the perfectly arranged happiness; I want nothing other than to remain in such a place for my remaining existence. For the finite number of days I have, I want them spent well. For each passing second I waste, for only a set amount have I ever carried, not being in such a world is a waste and nothing more.
Divine in its creation, but humble and accessible to all. Some will never know of this world, many will take it for granted and the few will know and experience its entirety...
The LightThe tiny light, such a minuscule glow off in the distance, it finds faith in every shadow, in every corner or its world. The darkness gives it a purpose, forever moving, forever filling those places once cold and dull with warmth and vibrancy. It carries hope with its light as it moves. It brings a sense of happiness to places once void of such...
...As time moves on, so too will the light. Every shadow returns, the darkness seeks its natural and preferred home. The hope, the warmth, the life will all move on with the glow. The darkness and sense of isolation replaces it with far greater impact than before. Forever in memories will the now lost light remain, as will the memories of what once was. When concentration on memories inevitably switches to realization of the present, only regret, pain, loss and darkness will be left....
...Once my light, once my warmth, once my hope you too have moved on. While moving on I will continue to do, I still don't want to experience loss again. No l
LostI no longer hold the map, the path has grown over and the stars are misaligned.
The trees all new, the road behind is gone and I can no longer see the signs.
Nothing remarkable, nothing to notice, the darkness leaks in.
As the light escapes, so too do the tears from the hold of my eyes.
The silence is powerful, for it penetrates deeper than any noise could.
The feeling of being separated is worsened by being surrounded by so much.
A chance to return or even to escape it all holds my hopes daily.
A watch here matters not, due to time nearly standing still.
A pause which is further lengthened by the knowledge of what remains.
When words become useless and music evokes nothing, and when thoughts do little
It is fear that initiates its coup. Despair flanks flawlessly. There is no defense, no hope to resist.
The battle is lost, as I am as well.
ConversationHow many hours have been spent just having conversations?
Too few, to be sure, yet already too many to count.
Entire days of exchange, so many hours flown by.
Never a minute of it wasted, even in the pauses we spoke.
Despite our connection, our wonderful cohesion,
Disagreements still occurred and frustrations still felt,
Although forgiveness was never far behind.
For you are my muse, my inspiration,
and you'll forever hold a place both in my heart and in my mind.
Of all that I've tried to connect with,
You, for certain, have been the easiest and most challenging all at once.
NullA challenge, A struggle,
Too much for this mind.
A constant devotion,
No time to unwind.
No time to reflect, No time to create,
No more hope or dreams of success to deflate.
Entirely hopeless, Completely Lost.
This employment brings money, but at what real cost.
A laymen among scholars, a peasant among kings.
A dull lusterless accessory among solid gold rings.
My efforts mean little, a percentage of a percent.
Yet this drive I'll continue, despite being spent.
Every single day, all effort applied,
Yet in this constant cycle, all progress denied.
Trial and error, with far more of the latter,
Trying with all when it seems not to matter.
A lesson to be taught, with knowledge to gain,
Daily fights with this info only carry in pain.
Stupidity is felt and known to be mine,
All others putting forth, all pulling through fine.
An amazing opportunity, for those who deserve it,
While perhaps not an idiot, Here I truly don't fit.
When does a dream begin to make sense?dreaming with a drum roll
has become exhausting and
has been filling my heart
with expectations without
even a diversion. i dream
that i am an advanced person,
with feelings and with powers
of healing. it doesn't seem
like i am dreaming, it seems
like this is just a different
version of reality.
this is my - dream
my eyes connect to
your magnetic eyes
and my hand stays
on your body like a
tissue. we are under
a cosmic sky, we are
upon a bed of powder
blue sheets and your
resting your head on
a little red sun. at
this point i don't
know what to think.
i don't know what this
that was my dream,
now tell me,
what does it mean?
March 6, 2014
She wanders the halls
The darkest ones of all
She was his dove
But no more is his love
For she has fallen upon deaths door
Never to be seen anymore
For him it is a new dawn
And he has moved on
For her she will never move on
There is no new dawn
forbidden loveYou're so close,
but still to far away.
You're a sweet apple,
from the forbidden three.
I cannot reach you,
neither ignore you.
I cannot say that you're my dear,
Although I can see you from here.
You're my forbidden love,
maybe forever, maybe not.
- Merel Vos
TrueI've sat here watching,
Loving you quietly,
A fact I hid from you.
Somewhere down the line,
I decided to make you mine.
And surprisingly, you complied.
Later, I found out that you loved me too,
A fact you hid from me.
You said that I couldn't see,
The beauty within me.
Maybe because there is none.
You are the best thing I've ever had,
You said the same to me.
How much of it was true, how much?
be my valentineas I write this I feel no pain,
to make a fool of myself in every way.
and even if there is nothing to gain,
I will just always want you to stay.
just say you will be my valentine,
is all i really truly want.
and even if your heart is not mine,
we can always just talk.
about how i suck at poems,
or how your smile and cheer cure my sore.
thanks for just being you,
and i hope to forever be friends or more
Stratila som seba, kdesi medzi hviezdami
I lost myself in Wonderland between you and me
Letím prázdnym priestorom
V objatí hviezdokôp a komét
Splynutá so svetlom
Zmierená so svetom
Do you still remember how we met?
V objatí hviezdokôp a komét
Do you still remember how it felt?
Letieť s tebou
Hľadieť s tebou ... nehybne
Na pole kvetov ... nehybne
That world we live in
Is a space of desperation
Is a space of long lost ways
We don´t know our destination
Can you still recall my face?
Sivý vesmír sa krúti
A ja s ním
Do záhuby sa rúti
A ja s ním
Hold me, please
I´m afraid of falling
I´m afraid of falling<
She is darknessA fire in her eyes, spreads through my veins.
A liar i despise, feeding my pains.
Crawling under my skin, painting it black.
Her body made of sin, always taking me back.
So gentle, her whispers sound in my dreams.
Silently sneaking, always there, it seems.
Her darkness, unknowingly i fall.
Into the depths, we were so small.
In the back of my head, that’s where she stays.
We will never be, it was all a haze.
PFnG: Un poema para FluttershyEres como la flor que nunca tuve
Tu belleza es como el chocolate que jamás pude probar
Tu timidez es como el cristal más limpio en el que nunca llegué a tener
Tus ojos son como dos árboles mágicos en los que nunca me pude montar
Eres más que una amiga
Eres más que fuerte
Eres más que una pequeña pegasita
Eres más que un vestido coser
Eres más que bella
Y mi corazón siempre se detiene al verte
Porque mi deseo es en mis brazos tenerte
Y como nunca besarte
Fericirea bantuitaSuferinţe veşnice,
Iadul etern este!
O picătură de siguranţă,
O-mbrăţişare, ce puţin durează!
Soarele încă răsare peste toţi,
Picături de ploaie peste vii şi morţi!
Tunete şi fulgere peste cei buni şi răi,
Reuşite şi dezamăgiri în viaţă la noi!
Fericirea te bântuie-n fiecare noapte,
Tu o aştepţi şi ea nu răsare!
Auzi fiecare pas, fiecare mişcare,
Dă muzica aceasta tot mai tare!
Am văzut iadul şi te invit,
Să fii mai bun, să te schimbi,
În iad te naşti, în rai vrei să mergi,
O fericire veşnică vrei să alegi!
Focul şi apa este pentru toţi,
Misterul nedezlegat, pentru vii şi morţi!
Ziua şi noaptea, peste cei buni şi răi,
Reuşite şi dezamăgiri în viaţă la noi!
Fericirea te bântuie-n fiecare no
My Tears, Your SmileThe light in your eyes
Be the darkness demise
Your smile I seek
For without it I'm weak
Your hug, your embrace
I'll never find a better place
The moments of your tears
The most paramount of my fears
You were all I could ask for, I wish I could have been the same.
That, I failed, for mere mortality and imperfection to blame.
You deserved so much more, someone better, a god among men.
I hope you find them, I hope your happiness remains then.
My apologies that I couldn't have met your needs.
The loss that I feel pains, my heart, it bleeds.
Yet I find comfort knowing that you seek who you deserve.
May your journey be quick, your path direct, never swerve.
I accept my hurt so that your smile may stay.
Every tear of my own, a more than adequate pay.
A dream you were among a sea of nightmares.
You are missed, You were special, You were all of my cares.
I wish you the best.
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Lilyas has dedicated herself to making our community a brighter place with her vibrant artwork and infectious enthusiasm for interacting with others in our community. It has certainly paid off, as many deviants flock to her page on a daily basis to let her know how much of an inspiration she is. We absolutely agree, and couldn't let all that hard work go without recognition, so it's with great pride that we bestow the Deviousness Award for March 2014, to ... Read More