Letting goMore Like This
At the end of a frazzled rope hung a man, daggling by a few blistered fingers and a little hope. He looked down, staring into the black abyss below, wondering if it would hurt, and if there was a bottom. Only a half an inch, he slipped, but it felt like forever in an instant. He breathed again. In short, quick bursts, as sweat beaded his brow.
The rope wiggles a little and looking up he sees her, knife in hand, slowly sawing and smiling. I know you said you loved me, but I thought I told you good bye.
My MomMother - a feminine manifestation of love. Love that is name of sacrifice for her when she doesn't eat something so her child (no longer a teen) can enjoy eating it. Love, which shapes up as hope when she wants her son to be best and succeed. Love molds into her pride when her darling walks up to the rostrum and gets an award. Love which turns into aggression so she can fight for his son's survival, fetching for him his well-deserved recognition. Love becomes support and guidance, ever ready to be given whether he wants it or not. Her love can be illustrated as a hug, as a pat on her back, or may it be a compliment or simply, magical and sootMore Like This
Thank you - Mom - you rockA mother love is everybody's first love.More Like This
So is mine, and will always remain.
Maa, Thanks for always being there.
For being my best buddy.
For doing every possible thing to make me happy.
For all the time, support and moments we share.
For shaping my personality.
For encouraging me every time.
For seeing dreams from me.
And all the unconditional love.
Now its my time.
I wish and pray I can do the same.
Wish me luck.
Love ya Mom.
Love of a full year, one day of recognition
Love of a lifetime.
And you my dear God, you are great. Life is indeed a blessing in so many ways and its only you who could make such special creations.
BITTER-SWEET TURNING POINTIt was New Year's Eve. That night she got a call from her lover. A call not for greetings and wishes but for a clarification, a break up. You might think that it would have been a tough night for Maria, a single woman who lived alone is one-bedroom flat in New York. If you do, you are wrong. Maria knew it would happen. Actually it should have happened before. She slapped him for his unfaithfulness and the result was loud and clear - the human ego can't handle it, she knew that. They weren't together anymore. She sacrificed her first love of her life to raise the flag of truth. Raising it higher than the pride that dwells in the skyscrapers oMore Like This
The Invisible ManI was sitting there like an invisible man. It was by my own choice. A lady came to the street where ATM stood tall. I was waiting since so long. I robbed her. The ladies who who saw me are now dead. The street was not a busy one. There were only four females, one got robbed and three got killed. Why did I leave the one whom I robbed? The answer is simple. I love hiding, like an invisible man. The hide and seek game was listed as an achievement in my resume of life. Secondly, I only rob a person once. There were only two choices either rob or shoot. I chose money and I am still the invisible man. Police is still trying to find me but they woulMore Like This
SMILESmile does it for everyone. Just a smile. Have you ever received a smile from stranger? It is so selfless that it just gets into deepest chord of your heart. You know it is not fake. You can feel the warmth and the joy. Even fake smiles work. It has a fair chance to make you happy but more than that it does make other people feel special. Still try to put a heartfelt smile rather than a fake one. Smile to everyone, even if that person is a stranger. Who knows that smile can change that person life forever. Who knows that smile can vanish some anxiety/worry which had a strong potential to make a huge lost afterwards. Who knows that smile can gMore Like This
Haunting Deja VuHaunting Déjà vuMore Like This
It was Friday the 13th. The fairy angel was walking aimlessly whole night. The night, which was under the magical spell of full moon, betrayed the fairy by taking away all her magical powers. Though she still had her wings intact but now they were just reduced to ornamental prominence. She could no longer fly in the wind. The wind danced to the howling of the wolves and snatched the red roses out of the mother tree's hands. If fairies had blood in their bodies, she would have surely bled out completely from such treachery but her wings were red due to the color that roses shed to share sorrow with her. The bed of roses crush
MemoirsThe best moments that we spend togetherMore Like This
were those that we cherished alone
separated from each other
in our dreams
on twilight nights.
And the silence
is always dreadful.
Before the dawnIMore Like This
Ahmed was deeply engulfed in a book. He was enjoying the first printed edition of a vintage book. He loved to collect antiques and then sell them so other people can have the pleasure equally. Old is Gold, and they truly believed its preciousness. Similarly there is nothing like first love.
Sara entered the antique shop. He went to the entrance to receive her.
"A donut for you."
"Like always, thanks"
Antique furniture and there conversations were a routine. Ahmed excitedly showed Sara the new addition to hBedis collection.
"I got this book for just $10. They were throwing this valuable piece into trash. A 50s original. See! This is a
The Chance The ChanceMore Like This
"What do you mean by saying we should give this relationship some more time?"
"Are you mad? I don't have any free time to spare, at least not for you"
"But Faiz… I can't even imagine my life without you."
"Do one thing, take some sleeping pills! It will help you to get some sleep, at least for tonight."
Faizan ended the call. He always used his left hand to do so, always. As soon as he pressed that button, his sight went to the watch that he was sporting on his wrist of the same hand.
The gold-plated watch compelled the memories to flow from his mind into his heart and continued its journey with the blood completing its unin
HOLIDAY STOCK-O-RAMA! (and CAMERA!):iconstardivplz::iconstardiv2plz::iconstardiv3plz:More Like This
HUGE HOLIDAY STOCK FEATURE!!!!!!!! (Hm. Did I put enough exclamation marks?) Oh well, good enough. This has got to be the most epic feature I've done yet! : D I hope you all enjoy; this will be up until the end of December.
So here are the coolest and most fun holiday stock resources I could find--anything you could ever need for your yuletide creations! From funny to traditional, to religious, it's all here! And so, here I showcase a North Pole-sized bunch of fantastic stock photographers and their relatively unseen stock and resource pictures for use for reference, photomanipulation, and other sundry awesomeness. So please, check these guys out! *** And remember to read the photographers' stock rules--VERY important.*** C:
Oh, and speaking of yuletide con
Hearts Feature Week ThreeIn this week's selection of resources I have tried to bring you some inspirational ideas on resources for adding hearts into your challenge work - I hope you can use them or are inspired/motivated by themMore Like This
RESOURCES & STOCK IMAGES
Halloween Feature Week FourOn with this week's featureMore Like This
Thanks to all of the featured deviants this week for providing outstanding resources and art
RESOURCES & STOCK IMAGES
Halloween Featured IIIThis is our town of HaloweenMore Like This
Boys and girls of every age
Wouldn't you like to see something strange?
Come with us and you will see
This, our town of Halloween
Works from these days;
I am the one hiding under your bed,Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise
We hope you have a wonderful EasterArchive FAQS | Symbol Guide | AffiliatesMore Like This
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For the Love of...IRON #3Welcome!More Like This
Welcome to the latest edition of "For the Love of..." This bi-weekly (or whenever I remember) journews article is specifically aimed at the stock and resources gallery, and will be themed for a keyword in each edition.
Keyword for this edition is "IRON"
Thank you to all the artists featured for sharing their stock and resources!
Using Stock and Resources
You should ALWAYS -
NOTIFY the stock providers
CREDIT the stock in your description
PE S&R Contest Icarus Updates"On Delicate Wings"More Like This
Mourning for Icarus by H.J. Draper 1898
The Theme- ART:
We want you to recreate the story of Icarus, be that modern, or ancient using stock and resources available on DeviantART.
The Theme - STOCK:
We want you to recreate the story of Icarus, in stock form! Is your Icarus male or female? Are your wings made from feathers and wax or something more magical?
The Story: Icarus
Son of Daedalus who dared to fly too near the sun on wings of feathers and wax. Daedalus had been imprisoned by King Minos of Crete within the walls of his own invention, the Labyrinth. But the great craftsman's genius would not suffer captivity. He made two pairs of wings by adhering feathers to a wooden frame with wax. Giving one pair to his son, he cautioned him that flying too near the sun would cause the wax to melt. But Icarus became ecstatic with the ability to fly and forgot hi
Stock Word of the Week - Week 19 Welcome one and all to another installment of word of the week! Now as we all know, and have been bombarded with, Halloween is a short hop and a skip down the road, so I thought it was time to jump on that old bandwagon and start doing Halloween features!More Like This