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The middle three letters of the word “Earth”
Spell out the word “art”
This is fitting because when I create
The beauty of the world is where I start

The middle three letters of the word “believe”
Spell out the word “lie”
This is fitting because for all those who accede
There are an equal amount who deny

The middle three letters of the word “lonely”
Spell out the word “one”
This is fitting because I have felt isolated
Ever since you have been gone

The middle two letters of the word “life”
Spell out the word “if”
This is fitting because only when it’s too late
Will you wonder what you could’ve done with it
Let Us Live / Letters Live

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As a child I was kicked by a horse
While approaching from behind
It knocked me clean across the stable
This fragile framed boy of nine
I tried so hard to be strong and brave
And as Mother wiped my tears away
All I could think was I must return
To the stable the very next day

I barely slept a wink that night
For thinking about the steed
And how the doctor said I‘d be dead
If hoof had hit below my knee
Running my hand over the horseshoe
That was bruised onto my thigh
I felt a very real connection
Between the animal and I

Mother woke me as dawn broke
Asked if I still wanted to go
To visit the scene of the crime
To visit my equus foe
I nodded bravely and forced a smile
And with that we were on our way
I recognised the farmers son
I recognised the bales of hay

And there he was right in front of me
He seemed bigger than before
But there was no fear in my heart
Just a sense of wonder and awe
The farmers son took me by the hand
And as he tended to its mane
He fed the horse a sugar cube
And encouraged me to do the same

So I held my hand to its lips
And despite the size of its teeth
It took the treat with gentle ease
Never once hurting me
My heart was beating fast but steady
While my bones quivered like a leaf
Yet I knew the moral of the story
Was not going to be lost on me

We may have great power within us
Whether physical or of mind
We may be a lover or a fighter
Or just a little boy of nine
And though we can't escape our nature
No matter how we try to live
As beautifully flawed wild animals
We atleast have the power to forgive
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I’ll indite my crude and clumsy rhymes
From my place in the pitch dark
And will wait all night if needs must
For that one creative spark

That will manifest thoughts in my mind
Into a charged lightning bolt
Strike my memories, open my wounds
And let writing be my salt

So cut me and see the metaphors
Floating around my blood stream
Pour salt on the literal lesions
To punctuate my primal scream

As painful at first as the memory
But after the initial sting
Wounds will heel, leaving only scars
Numbness replaces everything

This lack of feeling is temporary
As a writer I live for the pain
Of opening up new abrasions
To keep me lucid and sane

Deviant words in dank surroundings
Disturbed thoughts I can not waste
I apologise in retrospect
But I was in such a bad place
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Sharpen your pencil
Dip your pen in the well
Show the world your vision
Through the story you tell

There's no right or wrong
So don't listen to critique
Your story alone is enough
So beautifully unique

And only you can tell it
Your version of events
Write it, sing it, paint it
Release, express and vent

Sharpen your pencil
Dip your pen in the well
And with your own wise words
Those ghosts you will repel

Please be true to yourself
No embellishment required
Every inferno was once
But a flicker of fire

So fan those fiery flames
And refuse to walk in line
As experience will grow
Through the passage of time
xxxxxxx
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The crack became a crevice
The crevice became a hole
Invited my mortal remains
To part company with my soul

God has given me these hands
To create beautiful art
It's not for me to say when
This earthly plane I shall depart

The tears became a torrent
The torrent became a flood
I was drowning in sorrow
I sought the buoyancy of good

God has given me these thoughts
To stimulate and inspire
With rhetorical reasoning
Until my bones can retire

The thought became a feeling
The feeling became the truth
Faith alone was now enough
Beyond the search for proof

God has given me this mind
So who am I to question
When He has granted me free will
To follow my own direction
xxxxxxx
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When I was just a child
About twenty years back
I never would have thought
I would turn out like that
Or indeed like this
If I speak in the present tense
I guess I’m tense in the present
If that makes any sense

When I was at the mercy
Of the medical profession
They told me I was suffering
With clinical depression
And tapestries woven this tight
Into such an infant mind
Would be difficult to unspool
Unthread and leave behind

When I was just a boy
Around ten or so years back
I fell into a deep hole
But it felt more like a trap
I couldn’t get out of there
In fact I’m stuck here still
And all anyone can do
Is to prescribe another pill
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Please do not fear being beneath the Earth’s soil
For that is where the seeds of flowers grow
Be patient and life will reveal its mysteries
But only when it is ready to do so

By all means take time to search for the truth
But beware, please do not become obsessed
As we only fear what we don’t understand
And what we don’t understand is but a test

A test of faith in whatever you believe
Now stand up for yourself and you cannot fail
If life is the hammer waiting to fall
Then you must refuse to be the nail

Please do not fear being above the Earth’s soil
For that is where the flowers begin to bloom
Just open your heart as their petals do
And your life will be as sweet as their perfume

You could be the change in someone’s journey
Showing them the path from incomplete to whole
Why not give someone the gift of your love
And watch as they gently unwrap your soul

Suddenly the truth will dawn upon you
To live life without fear and you cannot fail
If life is a sailboat and the wind is your joy
Then you must find a way to be the sail
realityisfarlessexciting
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To those daydreamers amongst us
Tomorrow will soon be today
So choose every word carefully
As they might be the last you say

And they will echo through time
After your final shadow is cast
But those words and those emotions
Will have no place in the past

They'll take their place in tomorrow
And every day to the end of time
Your words, your thoughts and your wisdom
Will deviate us from straight lines

And show people there's another way
Peace and love can re-wire our brains
Show us how to avoid hatred
And from negative feelings refrain

Otherwise I can see suffering
But on an unheard of scale
Nations and religions will collide
Peace treaties will continue to fail

So daydreamers amongst us
Please unleash your wildest thoughts
Drop your line into the sea of wisdom
And show us what you have caught
xxxxxxx
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The chain of events that followed your birth
Were as tumultuous as each twisted link
Your mind was wired for the written word
But under no circumstances should you think

As the decreasing circles of sanity
Will ripple through your infant mind
The soul can't escape your hollow bones
Until you leave those thoughts behind

You feel trapped inside your grey matter
But freedom will be yours in the end
Once you realise that you are a miracle
That'll never be repeated again

Open your eyes to the beauty of the truth
That there is a reality worth seeing
And dive into the deepest depths of blue
Of your soul, your essence, your being
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When I was lost you found me
So now you’re lost let me find you
Fall into my arms sweetheart
No questions, it’s what lovers do

Cradled in my arms tonight
Till the morning after ensues
Maybe then you can see things
From a different point of view

We can sit here all night babe
I’m no saint to offer guidance
Just some whispered words of love
I’ll be here when you break your silence

There is no doctrine of life
But only second hand wisdom
Each person is their own jailor
And inmate begging for freedom

Some of those are there by choice
Others will just misplace the key
You are indeed the latter
But please know you can rely on me

May this torrid time tick away
This is no requiem to our love
As I refuse to mourn the end
Of you, of me and of us
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