Digitally Delicious: April 10thRide it! by BrosaDigitally Delicious: April 10th1 year ago in Art Features More Like This
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Pumchan and company by PitiYindee
Sky Valkyrie by naturaljuice Sky Valkyrie by naturaljuice
Nolavon - commission by Lilaccu Nolavon - commission by Lilaccu
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Sunlight by IACG Sunlight by IACG
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Celebrating Diversity #47Enjoy some pieces from different genres, mediums and themes, in squares!Celebrating Diversity #471 year ago in Art Features More Like This
Tip and Ozma by Xamag Glass hollow bead, plated with copper. by copperrein Lucas by Adam-Nowak Hair Styling by 0bsessi0n Borderlands - Lilith by BOMBATTACK .: Senorita :. by GokhanKaraag make me real by merdiven6ndaki DDF 17 - Donkey Kong by pacman23 Whereabouts of God 5 by hikarishimoda Red Robot by JorgeMarquez Reach Out For My Soul by oO-Rein-Oo DDF 05 - King Boo by pacman23 Nymph Thing by MumblingIdiot Naga Warrior by ATArts
WorthI balance the knife in my hand,Worth1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
feeling the weight, gripping it tight.
Unworthy of life, unworthy of love:
is it worth continuing the fight?
Everything I think I know
is proven to be a lie.
I cut my finger on the edge;
with one more cut, I can die.
My life is unnatural, a deception,
and a farce worthy of satire.
I feel that my deeds will go unnoticed
in the long run when I retire.
I have left no lasting impression
on anyone who knows who I am.
I will leave as I came in to life:
slaughter given to a lamb.
A mess of red will be all that's left.
The air will escape my lungs.
I may smile the way my grandfather did.
I may be nothing more than a ladder's rung.
Once I'm gone, people won't have to care
or worry or fret about me anymore.
They won't have to think about me as good,
as bad, as a person, as a whore.
Do I die for the betterment of the world?
Do I die for selfish reasons unknown?
Do I take my life to fertilize a doomed planet,
which will become desolate and overgrown?
Whatever my rea
Secret."Do you want to know the secret to life?"Secret.1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
he taps his finger on his cigarette to drop the ash. He looks into your eyes as thick smoke escapes his parted mouth.
you glance down at the table. His stare is piercing.
"Embrace the possibility that you're not even here, that this is all a dream."
You keep your eye on him as he leans in closer…
"Now release the presumption that it is your dream."
He gets up and walks away. You stay seated watching the smoke rise from the still lit cigarette in the ashtray.
© Rocio Belinda Mendez
Fragile Magpie MoonsIt's only spring when you first wake up,Fragile Magpie Moons1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
two magpies and the dull ache of menstrual cramps
tapping on. Death's window
sleeps in all our bones,
a dripping water faucet.
Brittle things--like love,
a jar of not-quite-nothing--
small and fragile and ours
are the presences we carry
while running from the moon.
Death to the Poet"Death to the Oracles, Gypsies of LightDeath to the Poet2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who see through blindness of man and his infinite night
Through the lies of the Fates and their wriggling tales
And hear oncoming days through time's shrieks and wails
Death to the Sorcerers, Gypsies of Force
Who weave fire from breath and sing winds off their course
Who lift Earth from it's patterns and craft boisterous rain
And trap stars in their palms, and suck suns in their veins
Death to the Mothers, the Gypsies of Life
Child's Deus Ex Machina, the hunting man's wife
The bearer of Futures, the giver of Souls
Who find shadows of crisis and swallow them whole
Death to the monsters shrieking in the mind
Of the man with whom tragedy and God are entwined,
Manipulating old words to invigorate youth
Death to the Poet, The Gypsy of Truth"
Thrice DeniedIf you asked it of me;Thrice Denied1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I would take the stars,
and throw them to earth...
...so you could watch the cities burn.
I would paint the sky with blood;
and raze the mountains to dust...
...if you should so wish it.
I'll play God,
and like Peter, you can reject or accept.
While the rooster lies fallow;
and the incredulity shivers.
And yet, with all this destruction at my fingertips,
you ask me none of these things.
And I am left hanging from the universe by a thread frayed to the last filament.
Hanging onto existence by the mere proclamation of your love,
and the promise that I should fail...
...if only you would fall with me.