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Letter to my DarlingI wish you would see
All the unhappiness on my expressionless face
The shakiness in my palms..
If you listened to my heart
You would hear the chaos of the emotions that run within me
Deep down all I wish is if you had poured your heart
All I wish is if you would talk to me
All I wish is for you to talk to me
As if the sun and moon were to explode any second
One can only hope that
Would cherish the sun
More than every star out there
So take my hand and maybe
You'll fall a little more for me
I may not be as grand as the others
But I sure as well
Love you more than
That could be loved
But if you get too preoccupied
With the sun
I am indeed just a small star
Don't simply assume that
It means I don't hurt
How great a hole that has been punctured
Countless of times
This is just a letter though
So throw it away
Whatever you choose to do with it
Remember it may be the only letter
That I've written in
ButterflyLife itself, means nothing when you are not in appearance. The sun does not shine bright enough, the moon is never big enough, and my love for you only grows larger and larger each day with you gone.
Come back, I whisper. I'll continue to whisper so throughout my dear forever more. Until the day my dove returns to its true home, it's first nest. Maybe not its only nest, but it's most important one at that.
Maybe we were never to be together, but we were meant to meet each other. You were my world, still are too. You're everything I want to be and want my children to be. You're beautiful inside and out and I pray, I hope, I seek that day where you see what I see darlin'. That day where you finally embrace all the beautiful things you are. All your glorious attributes wrapped up in one single dose of sunshine.
Please, dear love, see the wings I see.
You're like a butterfly: You can't see your wings, but I can. Oh, and how so lovely those wings ar
LillsShort and swirly
you might seem confused if you see her
walking down your halls during the day
I see it either way
she takes after no one
she is herself.
Showing the world how different it could be
she walks tall
the world of hers is something painted
with all these colours in her life
if she notices someone smacking a head on the wall
you'll for sure get her face
That dark zinged hair
that soil that seems black but has decieved you
she isn't too curved
isnt too girly
she isnt too anything
she is just in between
shes the perfection
Sometimes I look out and wonder why people can't be like her more
She loves to roam
nature won't judge her
or hurt her
they'll never knock her down
not as long as she holds the wheat tenderly in her palms
those Italian hands
that little dark lean man can't be found
shes far from him and his ranting
his banter is long gone
lost in the wind.
we need more o
frigid, morbid; a dropping plum
a dry desert
Racism-- a pointless proven banter
Right to love freely--still denied
All my hope--flying high
My best friend is asexual
you going to shame her name forevermore too?
My shopping buddy is gay
so he should burn in hell?
Regardless of the devotion he gives to God?
It's time for society to burn down.
Why can't people see--
skin is varying
love is the fruit of life
America is selfish--
it isn't our place to judge;
Oh don't slip the muse
woman always watched
I'm not strong,
was would be true
my dad bosses me
once I fought,
but now (...)
the weight forced me
down to drown.
Now I suffocate
on my own fading life
He picked me over HIM
my cousin, not even his own
bisexual he was
but he died
and when he did
Father never accepted myself
I'm a sin to him
the fire in california--
even if boys were the point
Some Private Corner...Denial is betrayal
a betrayal I darest not seek
minds say one thing
oh how bodies
say such more of another...
could jus' be licked up
all is good
when wet that is
look at the basics
you're a flaming fit
if anatomy could vocal
yours would be singing
one could only merely muse
of your strummed words
how grand it may be...
a morsel pondering
brings the electric flowing through
the body upwards
lips wrapped 'round the
wet well fitted..
so slippery and perfect
enhancing every scent in
fingers touching the plate
and quick entanglement
of the weavery
hands running up and down
bodies in motion
the more you push
increased pain is there
the pain only makes
me want it more
Everything about you says itI love how you laugh at my jokes
I love how you always believe in me
I love how in class you talk out of turn without a care
I love how in public you'll come up to me and hug me calling me those sweet nicknames
I love how you dance and sing with me in public not caring
I love how you do your hair
I love your smile
I love how smart you are
I love how you are always smiling
I love how you are still a kid
I love how you always call me sexy and gorgeous
I love how you'll hug me in front of my family
I love how you are always yourself with me
I love how you don't care what people think
I love how you'll hold me when I cry
I love how you aren't embarrassed to sit down in hold me in public as I bawl
I love the way you think
I love how you help me with homework
I love your voice
I love your style
I love your spunk
I love your personality
I love how you always smile when I see you
I love how you come to me for everything
I love how you are the only person who knows everything about me
I love yo
i have forgotten how to forgive myselfdo you remember?
i was the first to
show you the shape of your
i carved my
initials into your
pericardium and left
your chest gaping.
you, a fish out of water,
your soft belly exposed to
i left you
drowning in love for
At NightWe float about
on light and airy clothing
skin-toned in the starlight,
flying away from the dawn,
Never quite getting away.
At His SideAt His Side
Dictated by Puabi
Nowhere better to be
Nobody warmer to love
Nothing better to do
Than to be at his side
Night and day
Who I NeededI put my faith in you
Like I knew all along I was wrong to do.
I guess when something seems too good to be true
I should heed all the signs and get out.
I think in my loneliness
I needed you.
I thought I did, anyway.
I'd never felt worthy of anything but the barest of affections,
And you taught me that I deserved more.
But then you became just like him
And the one before
And the one before that.
You took me for granted,
As I waited for each scrap of attention.
And it was bedlam,
A war in my mind
And against my heart.
I'm not even sure to this day which was on which side.
Because I knew I deserved better,
You taught me that,
But in that teaching you'd always seemed to care,
And I began to not know up from down,
So I kept silent.
If I never acknowledged it, it wasn't true.
But eventually I realized I couldn't go on in that way,
Who had saved me in so many ways,
Were killing me.
It was slowly, but it was surely.
And still, I'd hoped I was wrong,
Prayed to whoever would listen to
The Conversation, Part IThere’s just this one thing I know –
And so I want you to believe this,
That this is for real – I really mean it
When I say that I love you, need you;
I mean that you’re the best thing
to ever happen to me, honestly.
It’s ridiculous, but I have to be
Completely open in these confessions,
That being around you gets me high
And not just from the pills we take,
the cigarettes we smoke,
But your presence is enough to
Make my day when I’m messed up.
Let’s go out and become intoxicated,
Spend the evening walking city streets,
So I can tell you under darkness
All the things I can’t say in daylight,
Because the nights feel like a dream
when you’re making me want you
With just a look, not even any words.
Maybe I knew it from the start –
Something tells me I almost predicted it;
When you told me you can’t stand bullshit,
That you’re interested and won’t lie,
When you call me silk-lips and ask me
Blood Lust (creepy pasta fan fiction! love pt 1)One day a girl named Hannah was walking home with her youngest brother Jake. They walked around town trying to find a quicker way home, but ended up getting lost.
"I knew listening to you wouldn't help!"
Jake yelled at Hannah tears streaming down his cheeks. She walked over to her little brother and hugged him tightly.
"Sh.... Jake, we will find our way home I promise you..."
In reality she knew they would never find their way home. He smiles as she wipes his tears away and hugs her tightly.
"Now come on Jake we better get moving, it's suppose to get below freezing by midnight."
She says a worried look in her eyes. He nods ad holds her hand tightly as they keep walking. They end up walking through the woods by midnight they find a mansion as they shiver. Hannah walks up to the mansion and knocks on the front door politely calling out.
She calls out shivering as the front door opens and a Blonde haired guy opens it. He looks at Hannah and Jake and rudely asks.
"What the f
PeaceHis has grazed over my skin,
And gave me chills
He was loving to the core,
And he was mine,
And I was his
He pinned me under neith,
Kissing the hidden feilds of skin
My besrth got shallow
His grin lashed across my skin
His warm lips were silk
One hand of his rested on my cheek,
The other on the curve of my waist
I could feel my breath catch in my throat
His mussel pressed against my tiny body
I could feel my close being slide off
He licked the shell of my ear
My breath caught
My cloths disappeared, as his did
I couldn't think,
My head was working at a million miles,
All I wanted was him
He was the joy of my day,
Hope to my night
And the love of my life
This was right
He was my future,
My greatest goal in the game of life
His hands glided like air over my stomach
His lips kissed ever inch of my face
His love guided me to my dreams
He was perfect
An angle from Heaven
I set my small hands on his warm,
His eyes twinkled like stars
His lips m
Why the Caged Bird SingsWhy the Caged Bird Sings
The world is just like a faint panorama;
The grating suppresses every part of the nomadic soul.
Of the craziness that they live through, unbound:
Lost inside the painful boundary line.
A feeble urge rises to break the rules.
A moist dream to roam again through the endless void,
Of the cloudy sky.
To feel itself again a part of the old, flourishing blue;
That once kept its busy wings clean.
With no other way to live the dreams it dreamt,
The gloomy bird blows the air through its throat.
And through the larynx, when it rushes aboard,
It lets the whistle out.
KatarzynaNa zdobnych zielenią alejach spoczywam
gdzie rzewnie za spódniczkami zerkam
Gorsy ich sukien wzrokiem dosięgam
kołyszą się niby koromysła
Na spodzie zatrzymuję się, nieprzystojnie
Wtem zjawiłaś się niespodzianie
Swym wejrzeniem chwyciłaś mnie
Miriadami barw mieniło się
nade wszystkim - błękitem Nieba, bezkresem
ciszy morza ukojeniem, jego bezmiaru trwogi powiewem
Bystre, rozwagą przyszarzałe – baczne spojrzenie
Zaklęty z werwą, z miejsca powstanę
Z Tobą pójść pragnę!
Umyślić się, zajść na wieczerzę
Tam gwałtowanie przystąpię do Ciebie
pocałuję nieobyczajnie – Najdroższa
Ramieniem pochwycę, otulę, zawładnę
Po czym palącą mnie żądzę powściągnę
Ustami pogładzę oblicze twe nadobne
Lean TreesI'm careless look at me, it's obvious
I see your face and it's like fire under my skin
creeping and sneaking under the skin
about the same of what I'd love my skin to be stolen by.
I have these internal escapist thoughts
a fantasy mother would destroy my childhood
for thinking such things
are illegal when of you
although...so delicious are they.
I always said I didn't want you to push me away
I imagine you pushing me against that wall
a revolving head
soft blushing lips
a traveling pair of hands
which I wouldn't stop no matter.
Sigh and moan
gasp and arc
still covered with softer touches than your skin
look at what things we advantage
You're fingers curve right under my face
touching it gently to yours
I want to keep it soft and sweet
but my body wanted it all
up and down
left and right
I didn't mind
I rather preferred it together.
I stepped off the dock and let it fly off
stripped off the bark and wood and let the fire burn
the water seeped in like a pleasu
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