Summer DaysSummer Days9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bring back the days
Of freedom and independence
When life was ours for the taking
We were Kings and Queens of our little worlds
Fighting fearsome pirates
Searching for buried treasure
Chivalrous Knights in shining armor
Saving damsels in distress from far off castles
From voracious fire breathing dragons
The sun bathed us with its warm rays
As we baked in the heat of summer
Drinking icy lemonades
As one adventure led us to another
Days spent with neighborhood friends and you
As the sun would sink slowly in the sky
Mothers would summon us home for dinner
And we reluctantly obeyed
Because of the next day's promise that the sun would rise again
And for our next adventure to find us
You and me would always linger
You, My Knight and Shining Armor
My, Your Princess who you saved just hours ago from a dragon that captured me
We would linger to watch the sun's finale of the day
As she would paint the sky with red, pink, and orange bans of light.
We talked about the future
We talked about dream
AT - Cupcakes n' Wedding RingsTwo-Bit's POVAT - Cupcakes n' Wedding Rings3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I yawned and groaned. Mmm..... morning already? I thought to myself and turned to my left. I smiled and saw my girlfriend, Jo, still asleep at my side. I still had an arm around her waist from last night and hugged her tightly, breathing her scent in. I smiled and loosened the hug up and kissed the corner of her eye softly. Today's the day, today's the day I'm gonna ask the girl I love to marry me. Just thinking about it gave me goosebumps and I got jittery. How am I gonna do it? Romantically? Goofy? Seriously? Bluntly? How!? Maybe ideas filled my brain as I slipped out of bed, grabbed my clothes and went to go take a shower. As I showered, I thought of different scenarios I could put ourselves in so I could propose. Many were stupid or too hard for me to accomplish. As I stepped outside the shower and dried off, an idea popped up in my head. Perfect, Keith, perfect...
I skipped off into the kitchen and decided to bake her a cupcake. But
YKYWTMNW-Part 1YKYWTMNW-Part 110 years ago in Humor More Like This
You know you watch too much Naruto when...
#1. You call people Geji Mayu.
#2. You consider wearing spandex
#3. You draw Kisame-kun chibis all over your binder.
#4. You consider "Ryuusei" as you and your bf's (or gf) love song.
#5. When you start thinking Orochimaru is sexy
#6. You call people ero-senin.
#7. You buy shuriken earrings because you can't get real ones
#8. You relate to Gai-sensei...
#9. You try to make your hair look like Temari's
#10. You talk like Shikamaru and admire clouds
#11. You want to put a dog on your head or in your jacket
#12. Your mouth shines whenever you smile.
#13. When you're excited about something you always puts two fists up in the air and yell "LET'S GO!"
#14. You imitate other people and tell them you secretly have a sharingan
#15. You refuse to eat shark fin soup
#16. You (somehow) tell the other person what he or she is thinking and say "I'm a genius after all."
#17. You try growing your eye-brows. Or you shave your eyes brows
The Broken BottleThe Broken Bottle4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
By hiding we are making sure that none could ever hurt us, find us, scare us to the point of retreat. Now when I say retreat I don't mean physically beating us back, or even making us pull back into ourselves. When I speak of retreat in this aspect I refer to actually making us so scared that we can't move back. We become so frightened of any kind of minor change any kind of stress. This will break us.
You know us.
You know what we are, but you don't know that you do.
We are the ones that you can rely on to always be there, the ones you can fall back on, the ones that fight back for you when you can't anymore. They stand up for you when you are too shocked or upset or even angry to act. We don't ever appear broken, we don't appear scared, we don't appear like there could ever be anything wrong.
You might ask us what's wrong when we let our masks slip, but we insist we're fine. Most of the time you believe us, those times you don't, those are the times we have truly fallen. We
Okami vs OkamidenOkami vs Okamiden4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Okami will forever be one of my most cherished videogames in my collection. There were so many aspects to be admired--a huge map that could be roamed around freely, giant intimidating bosses that actually required effort to defeat, and a unique and absolutely beautiful design.
As an artist, the entire watercolor/ink painting feel of the graphics is what really made the game win my heart. Even as you play, you are literally granted the power of a brush. You paint symbols directly on the screen that represent elements or attacks that may be used outside and inside the battlefield.
Of course, you're given a variety of weapons as well. Each one you find or purchase is a work of art in itself. They're all different in their own way and look magnificent. You have your choice of Rosaries (beads), Glaives (swords), and Reflectors (mirrors). Other than the looks, the performance of each weapon is slightly different but they're all quite balanced. Reflectors are swung around in a circular motion
A vegetarian headline:Cow eats man in self defence.A vegetarian headline:8 years ago in Humor More Like This
Writing ..Writing ..2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
ابقى بعيداً عني ..
اشغل نفسك بالدنيا ..
فستنساني يوماً ما ..
مؤكدۘ أنك ستنساني ..
ان لم تنساني اليوم ..
فستنساني غداً ..
وان لم تنساني غداً ..
فستنساني في نهاية الأسبوع ..
ابقى بعيداً .. وس
The twelve days of LOSTOn the twelfth day of Christmas, LOST gave to meThe twelve days of LOST8 years ago in Humor More Like This
Twelve Druggies Using
Eleven Doctors healing
Ten Con Men conning
Nine Bad Girls running
Eight Swans imploding
Seven Monsters eating
Six Numbers annoying
Five secret hatches!
Four hunters hunting
Three boars a-running
Two polar bears
And a tree frog in a palm tree!
You've been on my mind...Quite frankly, you're heavy. Get off.You've been on my mind...8 years ago in General More Like This
The Deviant's DictionaryThe Deviant's Dictionary10 years ago in Humor More Like This
$- A title that commands respect, such as "Sir," "Duke," or "Bass Master." Also: ', @, ^, #, %, and +
Adoptee- A subspecies of deviant, which attach themselves to larger predators, much like remoras or temporary tattoos.
Anime- One of the most thriving, fastest-growing religions in the world today.
Avatar- The tiny, tiny window in the computer screen, though which a deviant may look at the outside world.
Community- A safe haven where like minds can gather, free from the prying and oppressive eyes of the outside world, to talk about how sexy Jack Sparrow is.
Constructive criticism- Any comment that does not involve the words "dood," "teh," "poop" or "gay." Any replies made to constructive criticism will contain all four.
Dark Art- Pictures of various pale women with too much eye makeup. May or may not be bleeding from somewhere.
Deviant- Once thought to exist only in myth, the wild deviant has recently been found thriving in variou
Most Perfect Person on dAMost Perfect Person On DeviantArt CertificateMost Perfect Person on dA4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This is to certify that I, *your name here*, am the most perfect person on DeviantArt. My perfection and awesomeness really should have been obvious all along, but some people are just too stupid to understand blatantly self-evident truths.
As the Most Perfect Person On DeviantArt, I am entitled, now and forever, to all the provisions in this document. So all you less-than-perfect people memorize the following and behave accordingly. And remember, if you ever disagree with me, I will effortlessly defeat you using any or all of the following THREE AWESOME PHRASES OF AWESOMENESS:
1. Don't judge me;
2. You're not the boss of me; and
3. STFU (or GTFO) troll.
SECTION I: DEVIATIONS.
--Every deviation I submit to my gallery is awesome and perfect, even if my gallery consists entirely of photos of Justin Bieber I stole off the internet.
SECTION II: RULES.
--Rules which were cre
Normal PillsNormal Pills3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I take them once,
I take them twice
but the pills don't
seem to suffice.
My mind is racing
with total doubt,
but the pills are running out.
Its hard to swallow,
harder to breathe,
I'm still not normal.
Why can't "weird" just leave?
An Ode to CthulhuOh, Mighty CthluhuAn Ode to Cthulhu10 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Thou hast risen from the sea
You sexy green thing.
Damn that sunDamn that sun9 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
You may think the sun is all good, but I beg the differ.
I say damn that sun!
It was a plain, regular morning for me.
Woke up, drank some coffee, a latte.
Read in the newspaper of the disaster in some third world country, the murder in a local club, some terrorist bombing and a few killed nothing much. I was beginning to feel pressed with time, and so I ran out to the car, when the strong sun outside caught me by surprise. I was blinded for a second, when I bumped into the elderly man walking the street.
I couldn't apologize more, when he fell down, probably breaking some ribs on the sidewalk, just outside my home.
Damn that sun.
I would have stayed, to see he is Ok, or even called an ambulance from my cell phone, but I was late for work. It's a silly excuse, but it was the sun fault.
So I was driving with the damn sun in my eyes, cursing that ball of fire to the best of my knowledge, when I came to the junction of streets I had to cross, to get into my office parking. It was the
Orion, UpOrion, UpOrion, Up6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
god is asleep,
but lambs are bleating.
In heaven, Orion is cartwheeling
through the southern sky, tall and thin
and far away. He is your constellation,
and has been these three years.
A cigarette flicked toward empyrean fails
and falls onto desert
plants, unseasonably full from autumn
rainstorms that sweep me up, churning and silt-laden,
across borders, against the months
and haybale sheep, grazing
under a goosedown sky.
Power Hungry - IntroA girl who felt weak and useles desired power. She prayed to the heavens but there was no response.Power Hungry - Intro2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She found a mysterious necklace with a dark purple gem. She was unsure about it at first but thought it was kinda cute so she took it and put around her neck. She felt something take over her mind, body and soul as if she was not herself anymore. Her quest for power had consumed her and has become a completly different person........
Ax New InfoMy name is Joe, and I used to be an investigator.Ax New Info3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
School nearly killed me. For all the disorders I have, I should have been put in a special school, but my step parents decided it was too far away and too expensive. I had no friends, which I truly didn't mind. Loved ones always complicate matters of justice. Most people just ignored me. I had a few bullies. I've been fed underwear and kicked in the back which nearly paralyzed me. Traditional routes of seeking justice parents, teachers, administrators - all failed, surprise surprise. But I found ways to settle the score. It always mystified me how the simple act of guessing the jerks' Facebook passwords and forging messages to girlfriends was, to them, the equivalent of killing their pet or something. I could have done more to them, but Godfrey insisted that was enough.
I'm not a computer nerd by any means. I still have the same cinder block desktop machine I had when I was in school, which I used to write research pap
Second-Hand"Three of it or none at all!"Second-Hand5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Almost his motto.
The invisible librarian of bartered treasures;
Things borrowed, stolen, earnt.
They come at eleven-thirty;
The latest generation, the Young Things,
Cooing and holding hands,
All flowers and chocolate and petnames.
Just moved in together, they proudly inform him,
Pots and pans for their new home.
The sizzle of passion, repression, confusion.
Unbridled, untested, new.
It fogs up the dirty glass,
Makes everything look a little more worn.
At midday, there's a woman,
One of his native species,
Her hair hangs limp, nails blood-red,
Lip twisted in a bitter snarl.
She pushes the box across the counter;
Razors, trophies, a set of cufflinks.
What remained when love, trust and honesty,
All found someone younger.
The fiasco of her love life,
Scooped up in a cardboard carton.
They complete the ritual,
She leaves fifty dollars richer,
With some pride conjured from the dusty till.
More goods for his shelves,
New things to