Slendy poemRoses Are Red,Slendy poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Violets are Blue,
Slenderman is watching you.
artzI think that anger from visual artists towards other artists never has anything to do with anatomy, style, age, content, or personality. These are just icing on the cake. At the core, I think there two kinds of practicing artists:artz10 months ago in Personal More Like This
- People who believe that you need to be qualified (by an abstract or specific entity, person, or group) in order to make a living or name for yourself. Anyone who is doing these things without qualification is a cheater who will fail ultimately.
- People who believe qualification is subjective, or even irrelevant, and you might as well shoot for the name or living while you progress your skills anyway. Anyone who isn't trying to make their mark while practicing anyway is wasting their time.
I think that a recognizable name and income are the "holy grail" achievements for artists… though obviously there are many tiers and kinds of achievements, some big and some small! I suppose it's a little natural for artists to be angry, envious, or upset whe
Love or Hate?I love you.Love or Hate?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate you.
I despise you, I adore you.
I welcome your sunshine...I dread your clouds of despair.
I feel lonely...I feel ecstatic.
I snuggle close to you...yet I fear you and move away.
What am I afraid of...?
I'm afraid of love.
Why do I need you so?
Because the fear wants to consume me...and I turn a blind eye to it and open my heart just for you.
serious?I've fallen beforeserious?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Slowly but surely
But it wasn't like this
the reason to doubt
the more the doubts hurt
that bite at my insides
and when they're done
I feel so empty
but on the outside
I'm still me
my words are the same
and mean the same
and think the same
nothing to me but
empty shells of
promises I've made
Christians - Public StatementWho are we and what do we stand for?Christians - Public Statement2 years ago in Personal More Like This
Due to an evident attack to the integrity of our group and its members, it has become necessary to address false allegations made against our group. Contrary to the allegations, christians as a group and/or any of its leaders, do not hate LGBT, and certainly we do not make them a “target of harassment, or personal insults” as some individuals have chosen to do with our group and against established etiquette policy at dA. As we are taught, our group of 2,292 Members and 5,196 Watchers has remained relatively silent in midst of the constant attack.
We can assure you that you have never read, and will never read, any responsible party at our group say that God doesn’t love ALL men and women, thus, making sexual orientation irrelevant as it relates to God’s love. What God does not love is SIN. As a Christian group abiding by the Biblical tenants we stand firm to God’s standard, n
Lust(You Will Never Be The Same) LustLust3 years ago in Personal More Like This
We all know the power of lust, which is in our flesh. Eve lusted for the fruit. David lusted for the wife of Uriah. Is there anyone among us who does not know how lust can suddenly arise in our hearts? We think, for example, that we cannot live, if we cannot satisfy our desire for the other sex, for a certain person. This lust arises from time to time in our blood. It has an overpowering force which is unwilling to be confined within the limits of the commandments of God, and through it sin upon sin is born. "Desire when it has conceived gives birth to sin" (Jas. 1: 15a): adultery, theft, murder.
The power of sensual desires, when people give in to them, can make them so blind that they completely disregard the commandments of God. The consequence is unbridled sexual indulgence, premarital and extramarital intercourse or sexual relations with members of the same sex. Such behaviour is almost taken for granted today. But the judgment of God is upon it,
Poetry?We hit our high, had our fun,Poetry?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you've taught me a lot, but I think it's done.
We're on our way down and it's just not the same.
Things you say just seems so tame.
I enjoyed your company, now I don't think I care.
I'd have done anything for you, now it's just not there.
I gave you my heart, and I'll never forget,
even now that it's over, I still feel upset.
Friends come and go, and there's nothing to do,
the infatuation is gone, but I'll still miss you.
Well now you seem rather bored of me,
and I feel a little bit of jealousy
When I see you talking and having fun,
and there's nothing that can be done
I don't know what to say or do,
nothing for me to be enjoyable too
You always seem to talk so free,
about the people you like more than me
And then there's more jealousy,
but I guess that's my immaturity
I wanted to tell that it bothered me maybe,
I don't want you to think that I'm such a baby
I guess it's not that I don't care,
but I care too much, and it's just not fair.
Or ration really,
Pretty sure this doesn't even count as a poemPretty little girlPretty sure this doesn't even count as a poem1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
who laughs a lot
she says prfound things
and makes a lot of sense
She makes people feel
better about themselves
she is fun to talk to
but she doesn't say much
At least not to me
Maybe she's just quiet
Or maybe I'm annoying
But she would never say it
None of the best people would
They make it so hard to tell
They just say
you have to be confident
I guess that's close enough
But I still can't help
but wonder sometimes
Pretty little girl
who laughs a lot
at me, or with me
This just feels creepy
But I can't say why
because it would just sound
This isn't even a poem
Just my thoughts
puking out of my hands
Sick, Infected With?Contaminated, I was bornSick, Infected With?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Born with the pain of a million years,
Born to hurt all those but myself
Born to save myself.
If I should leave,
Depart those who have taken care of
Me, all but me?
I would hurt
I wouldn't hurt, I have no pain
Though I was born with plenty
It shows none although through my eyes.
More of this is to come,
Until we either give up or die out,
I was born so.
My eyesMy eyes may have never seen your face.My eyes7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never saw you dance with grace.
Your lips have never come close to mine.
The love I feel, I can no longer decline.
We talk on the internet for hours on end.
Our friendship I hope we can transcend.
I can’t help but want you for my own.
Without you, I feel so very alone.
I place my heart in your capable hands.
To you, I make only few demands.
When we decide to take that dive.
Our friendship and love will always survive.
We may disagree, we may even fight.
Remembering our love will keep us all right.
There will be good times, there will be bad.
We must never part angry or sad.
My love grows with each passing day.
I can only hope, you feel the same way.
The chance you may not, scares me to no end.
Just fallow your heart is what I recommend.
Fate brought us together; she must have plans for us both.
I will respect and love you I give you my oath.
You may not be perfect but you’re perfect for me.
We belong together even this you must see.
Why pretend?Why pretend?Why pretend?7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I pretend not to care
But it’s all a lie.
Who am I fooling?
Certainly not I.
I say I don’t need anyone.
Or care what they think.
When in all honesty
I need you
to be complete.
I pretend not to care
If you love me or not
Without your love
like I been shot.
It’s not the life
I wish to live.
I’m done pretending.
I don’t need you
So why do we pretend?
When everybody needs
One special friend.