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Read Not The LinesHear not my words, truth is in the listening.
Watch not my actions, truth is in the learning.
Speak not a word, truth is in the understanding.
Touch not a thing, truth is in the absence.
Run not a mile, truth is in the journey.
Walk not a foot, truth is in the step.
Chase not the rabbit, truth is in the bow.
Whisper not a secret, the truth is in the silence.
Tell not a lie, the truth is in the telling.
Watching and ListeningThe soft sound, the echo in my mind,
the drifting thought, lost in the racing time.
He can hear me, of this I'm sure,
He watches me, ever yearning and in awe.
You'll never catch me, not again,
your sins are your own, your own bad to bare.
Been there once, burnt that bridge,
pushed you down, crushed you under thumb.
Vengeance will come, with hard pace,
rushing towards you, winning the race.
I've suffered long enough, now you pay,
money nor jewels, your price is a soul, in this you have no say.
You'll Never Fly AwayYou make my heart ignite,
With pleasure and happiness,
Even if we only have tonight,
I know I will always love this.
Forever I have known you,
Though we've always been apart,
You know I love you too,
And I know I snared your heart.
So hold me for a while,
That we never be distanced,
Love me without denial,
What an amazing reconcile.
I'll never let you fly free,
The only place you belong is with me,
I'll protect you forever,
and never let you go, Never!
Looking GlassShadows dancing on the wall, shifting silently as I fall so far.
I scream for help and reach out, but they keep on shifting away.
Why'd I run so far away, what reason could I have?
Now I fall so low, so low, with nothing I can grab.
Now don't you forsake me. Like you did last time. I know you are watching me, as I fall tonight. Don't you forget me. Like you did last time. I know you can see me as I fall far away.
Birds are flying over, screeching as they pass. They have no sympathy for me as I lie within the glass.
I scream out to them, begging for their help, I know they can hear me, but they keep on flying passed.
I wish I hadn't run so far away, what reason did I have?
Now I'm falling hopelessly, through the looking glass.
Now don't you forsake me. Like you did last time. I know you are watching me, as I fall on passed. Don't you forget me. Like you did last time. I know you can see me, as I fall through the looking glass.
People walk on passed, watching me as they wander. They don'
A heart so small
To see that heart upon that screen,
That life so innocent, my first true dream.
To help, to hold, to guide and nurture,
In hopes that all shall be well in your future.
I screamed and cried and thought I'd died,
Till your hungry gaze killed my pride.
Never did I ever think,
That love like this could be so perfect (and pink)!
The first days were hard, I will concur.
You are my princess, with eyes so bright,
May this year bring happiness and delite.
So close alreadySo close to the end and you are so close to my heart.
We only met 29 weeks ago, and already you are my best friend.
You know my secrets, you know my feelings, you know the true me.
Who knows what our future will bring, I only hope it is happiness.
You are mine and I am yours and I love you so.
So let the next four weeks pass by, and let me then cradle you in arms, press you close to my heart and let the rest of the world know that you will always be a part of me.
To my baby girl.
A Tragic ThoughtWhat could be worse then life but death itself.
Oh how poets waste pretty words on what is simply, irrevocately the end.
They speak dreams, emboldered by hope they spread viral lies, lies that death is the beginning.
Lies and falsehoods that inturn lead to the end.
Oh foolish poets whose hearts live on dreams.
You do not walk a stairway of clouds, your words do not heal.
Open your eyes to the blood crusted dirt under your toes.
Let your fingers feel the polluted air, not the flying rose petals you wish were there.
Sing your sad, pitiful ballads of a new life, but you wont snare me with your cunning lies.
Oh you shall not snare me.
A Childs First SightThe first sight,
the eyes of an infant in its new world delight.
Smiling faces, strange and unclear,
until it sees its mother dear.
Lifes a painI can hear the steady beating of my heart,
in time with the rhythm of the dripping rain,
its like a new start,
a refreshing kind of pain.
Life is always a nightmare,
we make the best of it,
it may not be fair,
but we can't let ourself fall into the despairing pit.
I can see the shadows of a time long gone,
dancing across my blurred vision,
someone save me from this depressing song,
someone reach out and give me there hand.
Wish I knew the meaning of life,
then I could throw it in their faces,
but the meaning is not clear,
and to search for it is a sure means of strife.
I Don't Want to Go.We say hello, we say goodbye
All I wish is to lay in your arms tonight
But all I have are my words, however, you make my mind go crazy and I'm finding it hard to write.
I'll hold your hand if you'll hold mine
as we watch Star Wars and recite all the lines
And just because we are who we are we'll laugh at Ani's dramatic whines.
We'll watch Doctor Who
and fan-girl until the day is new,
Can I just say you're cooler than the planet of Oods?
Let me hear your voice again
you're like the master's drums - I can't get you out of my head.
And when it's time to leave you make me say "I don't want to go"
I Love the ManSwing me sweetly into your arms.
I will be quiet, dear,
I mean no harm.
Our dance will be forgotten,
But remembered again.
In the depths of your heart,
I see a man and a woman,
Who love and run free.
Far away, night and day,
Wishing to be near you,
To love you with my all.
You hurt, baby.
I hurt, baby.
If I had the chance,
To sweep you away with a dance
And a kiss so soft on your lips...
I would pray to give you one second of bliss.
Although my words are clumsy,
And my ego has been running,
My heart wants to be near you.
I can see right through you.
You are a beautiful mess,
That I love more than the depths of the sea.
I love the man who loves a woman like me.
A love poemAlex:
He is the cherry to my sundae
He is the icing on my cake
He is as sweet as the cookies, the ones I always bake
He is the ending to my story
We were meant to be
He is really the only one
The only one for me
And I will be there next to him when he is needing me.
I have always loved him and this is just how I say it
Alex if you find this everything I said id true. And yes I was watching a selnder video when writing this IDK why but it helped you were on my mind. I love you with all I am, but that's no surprise to you.
Poison Dart of LoveWhen upon you I first looked
My eyes were opened wide
But at that time
With another did your heart side.
I waited a while
For the realisation to hit you
It made my heart ache
And perhaps yours too.
Its been a journey these past weeks
Learning about you
I hope that you enjoyed
Learning about me too.
Ive now found something strange,
A feeling deep in my heart
Its telling me that I love you
And that I hope we never part.
I wish you feel it too,
This feeling deep inside,
And Ill love you through whatever,
Even an emotional rollercoaster ride.
Josh, my dear boy
I love you with all my heart,
I hope you love me back,
Since youve stuck me with a poisoned dart.
if you need help making it through the dayremember:
The Coffee GodThe Coffee God behind the counter shuffles foot to foot, a dance of steam and espresso. Black painted fingernails, inch gauged ears and a gray striped sweatshirt, hood crooked on his back. There's a cigarette tucked behind one ear; it bobs and twitches with each step.
“Non-fat caramel latte,” he calls, just as he always does, part of a spell, part of a mantra, toneless (just a tuck at the end). I reach. He looks up.
The espresso maker hisses.
There's something like a grin, something like a spark, something like a shared secret linked eye to eye. When he passes over the drink (rough cardboard sleeve hot to the touch), he lingers. Our fingers brush, a shiver, a jolt, a ten-watt shock.
The Coffee God tilts his chin, shouts, “Hey, mind if I take my break now?”
and ducks around the counter without waiting for a reply.
He slips his cigarette between his lips without taking his eyes from mine. I follow him out the door.
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