Twas HerTwas benevolence that stroked her midnight hair; the two golden eyes of pure significance.Twas Her10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The clockwork world enveloped her decaying body with showers made of elegance.
Spheres and diamonds, absinthe rings, silver candles, and assorted things.
Given to her such riches of old, but alas she became greedy, that crone of mold.
Stolen, she took souls from elderly thrones, swept away their memories from within their bones.
The filth kept within her soul, the treasures she lied to have long before, such angst overcame her pitiful heart, it demanded repentance from the end to the start.
She denied such treason to those who trusted her, she claimed it for the "better of all."
And here lies her frozen head, forever forgotten, forever dead.
I am not boy. I am not girl. I am not boy.I am not boy. I am not girl. 8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am not girl.
I am not both,
Nor am I none.
For none of these exist,
In the grand scheme of things.
Yet, were I made of of Adam’s rib,
I’d be ill.
70% of the world’s impoverished.
66% percent of them, illiterate.
Objectified, harassed, under-paid, under-fed, mutilated. Murdered.
And for what?
What purpose does such disrespect serve?
To prove masculinity is to be admired,
that femininity is not to be celebrated?
It must be so. For
Girls may wear their hair short, and buy clothes “for men”, yet
the second a boy powders his nose, or reddens his lips, or rouges his cheeks, or lacquers his lashes
he’s no longer a man, even if he is.
“Oh, her hair is short, she’s wearing jeans, how brave! How admirable and free-spirited a young lady!”
“He’s wearing a dress? He’s grown out his hair? He’s painted his face! Well, how odd. How queer!”
When in reality, clothes
superhero runaway.They'll never wanna listensuperhero runaway.3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
So take a gun to their head
Blow their bigot minds
With the laser gun instead
Take your lightning dreams
Leave the villains behind
Remember their hate
Your future's outlined
Take your super heart
In my drag queen machine
To where Broken Hearts Boulevard
Meets lost sincerity
If you didn't do the crime,
Never do the time
It's the idea that all you know
Will turn out all right.
Haiku IIreanimated husksHaiku II9 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
dancing in the moonlight;
alive once again.
when i drown.when i drown.2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
It's amazing to think
that I never listened to you
Or your advice
That proved so true
But I didn't wish
To swallow my pride;
And all my confusion,
I wanted to hide
But when I die
You won't save my soul
So please turn your eyes
When I drown, when I lose control
My own stupidity
Will pull me under
And my cries won't be audible
Over my conceit's thunder
So please look away
When I sink
When my lungs fill
With my own conceit
When my eyes glaze over
With my own regret
And I realize that
My own fate I set
The words I should have spoken
To tell you, long ago
Have long left my being,
Just like my dried up hope
Oh, and when I sink
Your love will not keep me afloat
So let me fade to darkness
And just watch from your boat
No! (A cry against homophobics)No!No! (A cry against homophobics)1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Rubbing dirt on a wound is not a rational treatment
You can’t continue to push someone down
And expect them to stand
Try to tell them that they are treated as equal
When they can’t even be joined hand in hand
And you say that you’re civilized people??!
When you won’t let a man love a man???
But you’ll cover a shotgun disaster
With a wedding that neither parent had planned
With no choice, force their hand on the matter
Yet two willing and loving are morally banned??
You are not doing work to be admired
When you go out and picket against open gays!
You’re cheering when a gay man is fired
Celebrating in their pain, and insist it’s okay
Because this is the life God inspired
And He works in mysterious ways
Well, I didn’t know that God required
Hatred along with loving thy neighbor and praise
Forgive me, my God, if I’m mistaken
But it doesn’t feel right to treat them this way
Because they are different, we should hate th
The ShadowI am your twin, your reflection,The Shadow4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The beast inside.
What you shun, I shall become.
Generosity gives me greed.
Shy? I will be your voice.
If anger is thy bane, I shall become it.
You are my Jekyll and I am your Hyde,
Soon you will be the shadow,
And I will be the master.
SweetsDear Rainbow Sprinkles on a Cupcake:Sweets5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're sugar coated spice.
A pinch of everything.
Yin and yang, fire and ice.
But anyway, how are you?
Have you been Rainbowing lately?
Have you seen the silver lining? The pot of gold?
Whats happening over the next life?
Who fell through your home?
By the way, have you seen
Its been gone for about a day.
Do you have the recipie for
Chocolate chip cookies?
I kinda wanted cake, but its a lie,
so I felt like cookies.
PS: If you don't have chocolate chip cookies, maybe you could bring some cupcakes, or ice cream tomorrow? Sorry.... craving something sweet.
Max...You.Max...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Have the attention span of a fish.
You're just mildly obsessed with purple.
You're a bit too clingy and kind of needy.
Asking for friendship from everyone,
kind of like a desperate little lost puppy.
Didn't you hear?
Keeping your mouth open like that will attract flies.
All that noise coming from your cake hole is driving me crazy.
Staring into space will get you nowhere.
Your faux stupidity gets you nothing.
A Shattered Looking GlassChapter 1: The Last Tea PartyA Shattered Looking Glass5 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Wake up, Alice..."
"Come and play, Alice!"
"Why won't you wake...?"
She dreamed for the same reason we all dream; to escape. To leave behind the world of sorrows, a family that didn't care for the small child who would amount to nothing. A school that had given up on the girl years ago. The sorrow she had felt was past, replaced by numbing wonder, escape into her Wonderland. The stories read to her as a child of a perfect world where every day was a tea party. Where all men and women and animals would love and cherish each other. Friends would never abandon you. Parents would never fight, fathers would never lie...
"Come and play, Alice."
She felt it distantly as one feels the waking world when lost in dreams. Wonderland held her still and she did not wish to leave it just yet.
The Hatter poured another cup of tea for Alice, his smiling face slightly askew as always.
"Here you are, my dear Alice," he said with a lilting laugh common to those deniz
Fuck What You Call UsI am not a "total fag"Fuck What You Call Us3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and don't call me a fairy
I dress in spikes and rock to metal
leaving your stereotype contrary.
I do not speak with a lisp
and fashion's ass I do not kiss
heavy lifting doesn't scare me
and I even call them tits.
Just because licking a lollipop
reminds me of throbbing dick
surely does not mean
I have the characteristics of a chick.
So shut up with your stupid shit,
what did I do to you?
I hate all this hostility,
but what else can I do?
You insult my very flesh
everything that I am.
You don't deserve to stay alive
but I really don't give a damn.
In the end I know you're wrong
and how that really matters.
Of your closed ideas I do not care,
your attention only flatters.
Rainbow Dash TG XRainbow Dash TG X2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Twilight cleared her throat and began to read.
"The True Self Spell"
This spell is formulated to align a pony's physical being with that of the identity they hold to be most true in their heart. Each pony will notice changes specific to their own body, however there are correlations depending on a pony's gender and race.
Twilight stopped. "Hmm let me skip ahead to the part which best describes you, Dash."
A female pegasus wishing to transform herself into that of a male pegasus is likely to experience some, if not all, of the following changes:
-Increased Muscle Mass
-Slight Weight Redistribution
-Deepening of Voice
-Increased Facial Hair Growth
-More Masculine Facial Features
-Various Mood and Behavior Changes
She trailed off. "There's really a lot here."
Rainbow sat pondering over what she had just heard at the foot of Twilight Sparkle's bed. "Wait, so all of that is going to happen, and if I don't like I can
Hand Cannon OverkillHand Cannon Overkill1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The charismatic recluse
with a loner's philosophy.
Birds of a feather,
the punishments that I endure,
I cannot work beneath
The know-nothing status
in the search for myself
Goes on with trial & error...
All in all, I am merely awaiting
my own return.
Our Numb TearsOur Numb Tears1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our Numb Tears
Something deep within me / Is longing for relief
A haunting aura around me / Reminding me of the grief
Scratching at the core of my soul / Hope is swallowed by a black hole
Locked in the center of my heart / All that is left is the traumatized part
Laugh, smile, blink, and focus. You just need to act as normal as possible.
You cannot let this pain get the best of you. Don't do anything irresponsible.
The damage you do to yourself also effects everyone else, so don't let it become irreversible.
You're being too hard on yourself, no one is perfect in life, you're only human, you're not invincible!
Shock waves of guilt enter my system / While a deathly peace is in the distance
And aftershocks of regret strike me down / I can't show that I'm hurt when they're around
Tremors of anxiety / Infest my entire body
The shield.The shield.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Come take my hand
And leap with me
We'll fly through the moonbeams
And land safely
Into your nightmares
But I'll be your shield
I'll shine away the demons
And kiss away your fears
We'll jump from that vantage point
And fly through the stars
Don't be afraid to touch them
Only I will they harm.
So come take my hand
And walk along with me
I'll give you the petals and keep the thorns;
Only I will have to bleed.
Ata Interview Transcript.Ata Interview Transcript.1 year ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Interview with Endling
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is *thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview `Endling, an incredibly talented comic artist and creator of many of your favorite series on deviantART.
Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, Endling.
Hey all you folks there in AtAChat! Go ahead and start posting questions now.
Thanks for having me Fluff!
I warn everyone I'm on my second triple espresso coffee of the day. If my answers are incoherent and/or jittery you'll know why. I'M WIRED TO GO.
*RedVenture asks "How did you get started doing art, Endling?"
When I was little, my dad would bring home paper from his job. He worked with computers and stuff and often had tons of it lying around, so I'd make use of it and draw. (With his permission. Occasionally.) After a while he noticed I had a habit of doing this. Usually robot caterpillars. I'm not kidding