Chagrin d'amour"Chagrin d'amour"Chagrin d'amour5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Des chagrins damour,
Y en a tous les jours,
Des blessures directes au cur,
Avec pour arme le malheur.
Le malheureux sort de celui qui,
Na plus de bonheur en sa vie.
Et ces blessures au cur,
Ne sont pas à traitées avec cette justesse.
Non, elles sont faîtes de diablesse,
Dont les souvenirs sont en churs :
Rapide précis net scarificateur.
Obsédant tout ce qui nous reste.
Dune entaille opposée à celle dun cutter
Qui nous amène sous les bombes à Bucarest.
Et si ces comparaisons sont minables,
Cest que rien ne peut dé
N'etre « Nêtre »N'etre5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Quelques pleurs en ma dernière heure
Bien que sans douleur je mouvre le cur
Non sans une certaine rancur
Alliée à la tristesse de toutes heures
De voir que les gens comme moi
Sont presque obligés den arriver là
Mais avant laissez-moi vous raconter
Le pourquoi de ceci, situé en mon passé
Je me souviens de ma naissance
Où jai appris les premiers pas de danse
Et tandis que je sors de ma mère
Jai les premières visions de lenfer
High school AutobiographyHigh school Autobiography3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It's been 15 years, and how things have changed through the times. I am Herman Tan Jr., a 4th year high school student that will soon take new heights after one more year in High school. During these times, society has molded me into a new person. Time has brought me new changes in life that I shall remember through my life. They say that high school is the best four years of your life, and I cannot beg to differ. Here, I have learned many things and faced countless challenges, but I didn't regret any waking moment of it--well, at least not yet.
High school has made many dramatic changes in my life. One of them is society. High school so
To us, To them, To allCan you still believe me?To us, To them, To all3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
After what they've said,
Could you still dare?
Amidst the black rose bed,
Tear away my soul,
Heaving out my frozen heart,
Rise above the snow,
Meet the dying sun,
Never to see again,
Empyrean, ecursed son,
Everlasting pain, at heart,
Roaming over the dark dead part,
Eclipse, the rising tide,
Looming over the child that cried,
I, long to feel thy loving warmth,
Not the never-ending, frozen, pain,
Endangered, just ignored...
Bleeding SeedA Drop, A tear, it bleeds,Bleeding Seed3 years ago in Spoken Word More Like This
Running, through the veins of hollow hearts,
The flesh, it eats, its tender meat,
Seek the other end.
That sweet nectar, blood,
In the abysmal depths of death,
Upon it, maggots and flies,
Gluttony, eats, and never ends.
Gourmands, from heaven and Hell,
It hurts, the flesh, the bone,
Cry my son, my daughter,
There is no hope left.
Miles of our beloved dead,
That field of wrath and despair,
In those corpses lies that faithless seed,
Where God never cared.
That seed cries, out the bloody wounds,
My hands, My chest, my utmost gore,
Blood, blood everywhere,
The meat of the weak all scatter.
Part 1: Death Why? Why am I like this? I feel so hollow, dead.I pass through the lives of countless men, yet I am rendered forgotten. I am the man that was once. I am destined to wield no hope, and my shadow, the shadow who brings eternal despair, is my only friend. They talk, to that man around that hidden corner, to me, then vanish, into thin clear, voiceless air. Thought, burned away from that fragile piece of string that binds both man and the world together. The wind breaks me, I dread that I die forgotten, yet hope to die with the face death crushing my very soul. Fear, rushing through mortal veins. The heart beats, rushing my blood, growing stPart 1: Death3 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
The BoxIt will all be over... It will all be over... 1,2,3... heh.. hahhahaha! what's that?! who's there?! Who are you?! Why are you here?! NOooOO!!! I won't come closer to any of your lies again! huh? A box? what could that be? It is glowing, it's calling me, no, no. NO! why are you doing this?! What have I done to deserve this torture?! Come, come closer my friend, come, everything will be alright, everything will be just fine. Are you sleepy, Are you sleepy? brother john, brother john, morning bells are ringing, mourni--Hello box, how are you. You seem a bit too quiet for your age. Speak to me friend, I do no harm, speak, speak. speak...The Box3 years ago in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
A love poemI want to tell you...A love poem2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
that you bright, and light.
the dark in my heart.
you fly, and wake...
every one of my senses.
and want, to know...
if that I feel is love.
because I can't, stand
a moment without you
so tell, if you
would come and play
to save, my world
from a dark and deep hole
let's draw, and think
of a story for us
and don't tell anyone about our secret love
but, will you, accept?
being, with me?
even if I'm not a perfect being?
I love, to see
everytime you smile
and say, or mean
you enjoy being with me
it is you?
who was meant for me?
that you, love me...
Grave yard friend.Spending days, sitting in a grave yard,Grave yard friend.3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When a friend dies, it's preety hard,
Broken stars shine, but it's just glass shards
Must have been a drunk here, drinking,
Probably drowning his sorrows, i'm thinking.
Daisies grow, watered by streams of tears
All these weeds here, After all these years,
My eyes are dry now, as i look at the grave stone
You my friend, underground, have turned to bones.
Wonder what you'd think of those who visit
The tramp who crouched here to do a shit
The teenage girl who though she
had fallen in love, you see
She doodled on this tree,
Carved a heart, 'i love him forever'
I wonder if they're still toget
A Hermit's taleIt must be grand being like you. Having a lot of people to take your side. To have someone looking out for you, someone that has your back. Yes, they all support all the way, they encourage you and help you in times of need. It has been my wish to be like youA Hermit's tale3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Well, it IS just a wish after all. "Why?" you ask? Well, you see, I'm a hermit. I live alone in the world for the reason that everyone passes through me, like air, like I'm nothing. People didn't want me, which in turn; I did not want myself anymore.
So, why would a hermit, or in other words, a guy that literally is rejected from everything else in this world is writing a note to
Part 2: Insanity's Grasp My hollow soul, emptiness building within that dark void within me. I feel dead, as is to say, I am DEAD, inside, something is eating me alive. The maggots of flied filled with the desire to eat away all that holds dear to me. My head, filled with nothing but the cycles of voices that goes in and out, in and out, never stopping. I felt like I was about to loose it and fall at the edge of insanity. Only a step away. Only a gust of wind will push me down, into the pit of literal madness. Conjoining every bit of my will to let go and ooze out the fire that lies within. Yet, even with the urge, even with that painful desire to go mad, I stop. bPart 2: Insanity's Grasp3 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Dislikeness limit reachedFew days ago I blocked a deviant. Not for being a troll but for being too annoyingDislikeness limit reached2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I guess I shall write a little explanation/warning/whatever so I don't have to do that again
First of all: there is a little stamp out there that says "The fact I'm being polite, doesn't mean I like you", now note that here on dA I just dislike very few people (2 or 3) and even that, I don't dislike them that much
If I dislike you I will still read your comments, answer your questions and judge you impartially in any event I handle
What does this deviant did for me to block him?
I guess all began when he asked me to draw my character (Richo) Kissing with h
my start...I have noted that some of you wonder what's up with my Characters...my start...2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
about their appearance, powers, abilities, etc. so I guess I will tell you a story (a true story) that might help you understand that they are not characters randomly created, with powers randomly given (well, in this case you may differ but well)
At my early life I always fantazised with a story in my head, in this "story" the main characters were my favourites characters from animes, cartoons and/or games or at least a character based on them...
It was near my 13 or 14 years that the story changed and I was a character in my own fantasy, whatever at that age I stil
You Are MineYou are everything in the world to me.You Are Mine3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are my muse......
You are my love........
You are my heroine.....
You are the perfect one for me, that's all that I claim you as.
You can never be anything less than that in my eyes.
RelapsingAlmostRelapsing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She was almost out
and my heart
at the worst possible time
I can feel myself reverting
To past feelings
And past thoughts
Im getting pulled back in
I'm aware of it
i know i need to
But i cant stop it
I have no idea what to do
The worst part is
Knowing she doesn't want it happening
And i know
That I shouldnt either
Kitt-Kitt x PuppPupp RequestKitt-Kitt x PuppPupp Request7 months ago in Sketches More Like This
Kitt-Kitt, Sebastian and PuppPupp, gathered in the common room, the new Overlord had set all the vassals up in a school like environment, he came up with a name and everything.
'The Evil Overlord's School for the diabolically gifted'. Kitt-Kitt hated this. She sat in one of the overstuffed armchairs in the common room, PuppPupp came up behind her and nipped at her ear.
"What the Heck!" Kitt-Kitt screeched jerking away.
"Having some fun." was all PuppPupp said, Sebastian sat opposite them and laughed.
"Aw Kitten, you're so cute, you're all blushy now" Sebastian smiled. PuppPupp smiled and agreed.
"I hate you both." Kitt-Kitt seemingly gro
quacking jokesthree ducks explodequacking jokes4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
OrdinaryMost people fall in love with the extra-ordinary.Ordinary3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
You are not most people; never for a moment try to believe you are. You stand out from the crowd, with your quiet ways and subtle humor, and, in the beginning, that's horrifying. But soon enough, you will learn to lift your eyes and set your jaw; you will learn the word no when it comes to fools; you will live emblazoned over the world like a fiery rainbow.
You will learn many, many things in the coming years.
You will learn to smile with all the vibrancy you have tucked away inside of you, and you will learn to be that other kind of beautiful. The kind that dreamers and thinkers
Yes, I Have a PenisYes, I Have A PenisYes, I Have a Penis7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do not assume (if I hold the door for you),
that I am making a statement
about your inabilities
to open the door for yourself.
If you hold it for me,
I'll say 'thankyou'.
Do not assume (if I pay for the meal),
that I am underestimating
your earning capacity
as a woman.
If you invite me out for a meal,
Do not assume (if I defend your rights),
that I am belittling
the attempts that you have made
to defend your rights yourself.
If you defend my rights,
I'll consider you human.