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You Are a Part of MeI see myself in you
I see me in everybody
I've watched you all grow
But little did you know,
I think of everyone
Hope is a ButterflyThat while, little piece of paper up in the sky
It'd reach a skyscraper.
Anyone could've mistaken it for a butterfly.
That white, little piece of paper fluttered straight to the ground.
Once again, my Hope was found.
Following came in a message that would astound.
That white, little piece of paper I threw in the air.
I guess the results we quite fair.
But now, I realize what I've seen were really no game.
What is Love?Love is not a seed
Nor the sprout
Which grows into a flower
But the soil
That holds it.
A New GenerationLook at all this time spent;
Time that came
And time that went.
The end of the year is here.
The end of the day is near.
Giving the Best of Simple KindnessNo matter who you are
Or Where you are
Up over down under,
It's a magical world.
Let your heart accept it.
Heart rules minds.
Be the change you wish to see,
Open your heart.
The powerless want belonging
But need kindness.
Losing fear of failure
So far from shame
Full of life.
Giving the best of simple kindness.
True believer get what you give,
Be surprised by joy.
Break the walls between us
Till we see ourselves reflected in everyone
People are closer than they appear,
Respect and honor our differences.
Move on, unwind.
I have a dream
Together we count to infinity
Ah, Friends... 1Just to see you makes my day
Even the simple greeting "hey."
With nothing to say,
I ask, "How are you today?"
To be honest, I'm just glad to see you're okay.
a little more
(or maybe we'd just go broke).
Afraid and Alone...Tears stream down
from forlorn eyes
A fountain of purest substance,
flooded with lies...
Tainted by insult;
my disrespected youth
Shrouded in deceit
and deviated from the truth.
Beaten down by those
who held my trust...
And taken advantage of
with a searing lust
with anything that I said;
Whether 'twas fib or fact,
my tears were shed.
I barely withstood
their trembling fury
Tormented and questioned
by my own kinsmen's jury...
I could take it no longer;
the road was too rough...
My virtue was eclipsing;
silence and faith wasn't enough
I lost my path in dusk;
my innocence fled to darker lands
With a box of sharp objects,
I took matters into my own hands...
Shrouded by mists of confusion and pain,
I didn't know what to do
Left afraid and alone,
there was not one soul I could turn to...
And even if there was...
They wouldn't have cared to know...
They wouldn't have cared at all...
And they wouldn't have understood.
Art Hurts.I fell in love
with a painter
who loved his art
more than anything
A painter fell in love
with a poet
but I focused on my art
more than anything
We never had time
to love each other
because canvas and parchment
lured us away.
We only met
when I would sit for a portrait,
or he would pose for a poem.
Love is such a pretty
but the pain,
of which we had an abundance,
forged art so profound
that it's a wonder
we're both still
In Your HellYou're hiding in the shadows
of a dark and lonely place,
not wanting to hear my voice
and refusing to see my face.
Never knowing that I have followed you...
into this despair,
hoping to hold your hand
and comfort you once I'm there.
The ground shakes as I blindly walk
only following my heart,
I'm trying so hard to hang on
as my entire world falls apart.
The air here stings my lungs,
but I keep breathing for you.
I'm clinging to hope because
it's the only thing I know to do.
My tears are so hot they boil in my eyes
and burn lines down my skin,
and my stomach feels as if
I've swallowed some kind of poison.
The poison quickly flows through my blood,
attacking my brain.
It's so hard to fight insanity
when I'm screaming from the pain.
My body is destroyed and I can't walk,
but what is left of my lovesick heart,
knows that you are near.
I don't blame you for turning your back,
pretending you don't see.
I failed to help you an
They Call This Drowning.We fell in love;
A deep and surging
with lilac waves that
wrestled with our ailing
and azure air that choked our
We were in over our heads.
NothingI heard someone sarcastically sputter,
"You are what you eat."
But hearing that sole sentence
allowed me to finally understand
why I am
what I am:
epitaphs don't count as love letters.he said my eyes
gasped like a dying breath
and he wasn't going to wait around
for the funeral.
right now it's raining outside.i take the things i love
and hold them tight like a rose beneath my fingers,
my knuckles manage to fade a whiter hue
and slowly the petals bleed,
and i'm left with the crumbled thorns
of painful regret.
they would have been better off
had i just let them
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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