SORTEO 2O POINTSHoli! Ya sabrán que somos 1OO watchers, así que:SORTEO 2O POINTS1 year ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
SORTEARÉ 20 POINTS
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[Bullet; Pink] Tenerme en +watch [Added to my devWatch!]
[Bullet; Pink] Dar a [+fav] a esta deviantion de literatura
[Bullet; Pink] Hacer un journal con el link de esta daviantion diciendo que participen de mi sorteo [Bookdiva]
[Bullet; Pink] Comentá "Yo participo" o algo así (?) [Pencil]
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[damphyr] El sorteo terminará el 1O de octubre (un día antes de mi cumple ^^)
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ForbiddenForbiddenForbidden5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for Liu Xiaobo
Bold as palace tiles, yellow-glazed dawn
descends the Heavenly Gate,
setting itself upon the city of
emperors. There I am
arrested by your Tiananmen Square, Xiaobo;
there I am wondering
what it means to be forbidden
as a palace, as
you, as words that, as love,
will be like always.
Se fue:cBueno pues estoy SUPER triste:cSe fue:c1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Porque por una de las personas por las que estoy aqui, se ha ido, no se si irme ya que ella era una de las razónes por estar aqui, ahora que se ha ido, no se que haremos sus fans:c
Gracias a una persona, que ahora todo mundo ODIA ella se ha ido....
Si, hablo de Yahi:c Ella! Ella era, es y seguira siendo una de mis idolas!:3
Lamentablemente por la idiotez de una persona se va:c
Si ves esto Yahi! Yo te seguire apoyando para TODO(:
TE AMAMOS YAHAIRA!<3
The Future of DeviantART?The Future of DeviantART?10 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Over the course of the last 23 months as a deviant, I've seen some things that most others never get the chance to, and I've seen the highs and lows of the community. I've seen the transfer from version to version with the each new August; I've seen what it's like to be a deviant; I've seen what it's like to wear the staff hat as well; I've even seen being banned. But, I ask you this: Why am I still here? What makes me keep coming back here, and supporting this place so strongly? What it is I'm yet to find properly and define, but I know for sure, it's slowly dwindling away, fading into the distant memories of better times when deviantART was simply the best website around without the slightest shadow of a doubt. No'urdays, community seems to be taking a backseat to the corporate ventures the site seems to be undertaking at an exponentially quick rate. With every passing day, a new move towards turning dA into exactly what it is not: a corporation.
When it was founded in 2000, t
She Should've Said YesShe was greeted by a warm smile, "Say you love me..."She Should've Said Yes3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The girl bit her lip, "I don't think I can."
The smile faltered, "But.... why not...?"
"I know that you love somebody else more," murmured the girl, the hard words sticking in her throat.
There was silence, before, "If I have you then I won't need him."
She was dubious, "You'll always need him."
"No, I won't," A glimmer of a grin danced once more upon the lips, "Because your words will guide me away from copper sin and although my eyes are grey and apt to wander yours are brown and bright enough to hold my attention forever."
"I can't, I know that you'll never love me in the same way that you love him," her eyes were tearful, "but if I agree to love you what will happen if I find somebody else who loves me? Loves me properly and entirely? Whilst I'm tied to you and your treacher
Beber de tu sombraBeber de tu sombra8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
¿ Puedo beber de tu sombra? Y sorbo a sorbo, labio a labio, habitar esos rincones vacíos, libres de la gente que tanto sobra. Respirar un aire nuevo, pues la tarde ha recalentado la ciudad. Huir, porque no quiero nada del gentío. Y la sombra, tu sombra, es escasa. Y tengo que buscarla entre calles y esquinas, entre plazas y avenidas... Bienvenida seas, sombra. Quiero ese huequecito que guardas y que nadie sabe dónde. Ese es mi sitio. Toc, toc, ¿puedo entrar? Pero vamos a otro lado, que aquí las líneas rojas, que surgen bajo las palabras que invento, agobian.
¿Camino a tu izquierda o a tu derecha? Qué tontas cosas pregunto. Es que estoy feliz. Así que vamos lejos, que aquí sólo hay normas ambulantes. Así podremos cambiar las palabras de sitio si nos place, girar la música, desordenar el aire. Vamos donde haya agua, que quiero que disolvamos las almas y que fluyan libres entre los puentes de hidrógeno. O si no, si tú lo prefieres, nos subimos al árbol más alto, y que el sol bañe nuestro
One Like WaterWe speak.One Like Water1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
We all live.
We all die.
So tell me again.
make us so different
from each other?
Written LoveItalic represents the inner depths of our emotions, an endless well of truth. Within lies the rawest image of the self, the naked reality of vulnerability, doubt and discovery.Written Love6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Will I ever find love? Am I destined to be alone forever?
It also depicts instant sparks of thought, blurted words mute to the world.
Shes cute! I wonder if she could ever like someone like me. Did she just smile back at me? Was she being polite, or ?
Bold equals bravery, chance and gamble; the lion heart in which shaky words express daring suggestions, challenging the fate of solitude.
Want to go for a coffee sometime?
Can I call you again?
Bold lettering calls for faith, hope and trust. Self esteem brings it out, jumping from the white of paper, but even the timid can brave life with its encouraging energy.
Underline is exclamation. It is the reaction to news, the call of passion or the declaration of triumph. It can be coupled with t
Little Birdit's safe in hereLittle Bird11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
don't go outside
these bars will protect you
from the demons that hide
trust me darling
these bars are your friends
they've been here your whole life
they'll be here till the end
don't play with that latch
no keep your hands away
my darling little robin
you promised you'd stay
you gave your word
that you'd tweet and twitter
so sing me your song
my perfect little critter
you listen so well
for that you have my word
i'll keep you locked up
and safe little bird
Up and Aparti.Up and Apart4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I was four and you were two. My Ma says she remembers me saying how it was such a bother when we had a playdate because you'd take my animal crackers and mash them between your fingers and your mouth but you'd never eat any of them.
I was seven and you were five, and my Ma told me to find a rose to give to you so she could take a picture with her new camera. I couldn't find any, so I went to Old Alfred's field and picked a wildflower instead. But it had a bee, and you had allergies, and you stuffed the petals in my mouth after your Pa fixed you up with the Epipen.
I was twelve and you were ten. You went to a Catholic girls' school and you said if I kissed you on the mouth, you wouldn't tell my Pa about the magazines and the cigarettes you helped me steal; but you didn't tell me you would kiss back.
I was fifteen and you were thirteen, and even though we were tired from racing home on our bikes, you let me sneak you out into Old
daughterI find her in my kitchen, one ordinary morning with the harsh winter sun tipping full through the window. I haven't seen her for six months, and yet here she is, bruised knees pulled up under her chin, the light pouring through her hair like dull bronze. Despite the cold she is only wearing shorts and an old gray t-shirt, two sizes too big. Upon hearing my footsteps she looks up from picking at her nails, covered in chipped black polish, multicolored threads and silver rings slipping down her wrists. Her hair is tangled and long; longer than I can ever remember, and she tucks it behind an ear studded with piercings that glint in the dark strands. Her face is still in the shadows but a smile breaks through the silence and for the smallest moment I am stunned by the sheer momentum of life; the scent of baby powder, fireflies in the live oaks at night, the first time I felt her weight in my arms in a hospital bed, her tiny heart beating like a butterfly against my palm.daughter5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I have to sift
A Key PointHello. I'm your left shift key. You know, on your keyboard? I think it's time we had a little chat.A Key Point3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
See, I think I have things better than some others I know. Like my friends P, A, I, and N you know those keys? - well, they've been feeling used. Whenever you open up Microsoft Word, they just start groaning because they feel your poetry coming. Me, though, I guess I'm just feeling ignored. Unappreciated. You know the feeling? I know you do. I saw that poem about your family. Tough stuff, right there. I feel you, I really do.
I know you feel all deep without me. Like the restraints I put upon you shackle your inner poet. I'm not uncool. Believe me, I am down with the youngsters. And I know the time it takes to capitalize could cause your conversation about your English teacher to Tanya to drag. I am the most understanding key on your keyboard, believe me. Not like Insert. Believe me, that guy's a total asshole. But I just think you really haven't considered all the dynamics
Mass Effect 3 Alternate Endings. SPOILERSMass Effect 3 Alternate Endings. SPOILERS3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
MASS EFFECT 3 ALTERNATE ENDING *SPOILERS OBVIOUSLY*
**EDIT** Holy crap this got way more attention than I was expecting. The comments and support have been amazing everyone!
A few points: Credit where credit is due; this ending, as much as everyone seems to love it, was only created because the amazing team at Bioware created a universe that was so rich and full of life and detail. As much as I know a lot of fans are hurt by what they did, we need to remember that Bioware still created an incredible trilogy, one of the best ever. So hats off to them all round.
Also, this was written really fast and so the ending (specifically the last part on how you actually win using TIM's signal) isn't very fleshed out. I know there are holes, and they can actually be fixed quite easily. This isn't perfect. Also, this doesn't deal with a 'happy' ending. If there were to be one, or you were to even CONSIDER taking the fourth option, you'd need to be damn ready. I'm talking ALL war assets e
oozing seduction...And she danced...In red dress ...stockings and heels...oozing seduction...8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Loosend wild long hair...Shook it wildly...Not handled objectively...but ascertaining with her hands on the condition to her bodies moves...
She dances around the pole ...U watch aimlessly...She glides up and down...strokin and patting
herself in much graitude...She opens a shoulder forward as a strap falls down...Then twirls as the other falls...Cuppin her breasts as they fall out...She stares in ur eyes...
Lowers and kicks the dress away...Moves closer to you...glidin her hands around ur face...goes behind ur chair...nibbles ur neck...She then comes in to the front...bends over slowly rollin one
stocking...bendin down to unbuckle her heel...U have a pelvic triangle view...She moves up slowly
as she kicks her heel off...then the other....She prances around him...Hair flowin at the nape
of her back...Dancin around you...over you...Ur forbidden to touch...Grindin you slow she picks up
her stockin...and places around ur throbbin ere
Live in a FariytaleWe don't live in a fairytaleLive in a Fariytale4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But there sure is lots of laughter
There may not be a witch or dragon
But there's plenty of disaster
No magic spells no poison apples
But creativity can show
Magic in our simple lives in the people that we know
Not everything is happy after a cold and longing wait
But we can find golden opportunities if we are willing to open up our gates
There may not be a prince to come sweep you off your feet
And declare "We'll be married by the morn!"
But you'll find the one you're meant for
And they'll take you, broken or torn
We don't live in a fairytale
But maybe if you take a good look
A hard enough look
You'll see... ..
Now maybe we do.
Craniul lui NietzscheCRANIUL LUI NIETZSHE (29 august 2005)Craniul lui Nietzsche8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In profunzimea oaselor
Se gasesc semintele filozofiei
Cel ce-a lasat pe albeata roaselor
Hartii scrieri date si omologiei
Citind, rupandu-te de realitate
Te gandesti cea mai ramas
Din acea ridicata vanitate
Poate o cenusa intr-un vas