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The Gods Of Society
Once hailed poets were like little gods of society, built on pedestals of bronzes with praises. Now, a few hundred years later, poets are seen as moody idle under-achievers, who can't even commit long enough to write something of little worth.
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Flower by me once more
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Grey boxes
Grey boxes I sit and watch,I watch the world. I hear voices of men,they talk in electronic voices. No conversation but of soft click of buttons. They have nothing to say--nothing to say. Shut off the world,so the numbers and words on screen-- Could be more and mutiply but shun the friends. Nothing to share,dont have to share. An occassional curses otherwise silence. Maybe they had grown more at ease talking to grey boxes They dont fight back, they listen and they are patient. They are now everywhere--in the office and at home. Most of all--they never get sick of you.
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I soak in
I soak in               where no one knows and no one sees.               where the gentle waves embrace me               they feels like lovers. I soak in                   where I know no one could see the tears               where I know no one could hear my screams               just let them go.                  I soak in               where I let water be my friend.               where it fits in all forms and engulf me with warmth.               of little bubbles escape.                I soak in               where I could momentary escape from the world.               Where I could see the world without it         
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Please lie to me
Please- lie to me, just one little falsehood and tell me that I am not just what I am.   I look at you, and I wonder. You are so rich, so new. That no matter how hard I try, I still won't be good enough for the rest of the world. If I'm not good enough for me, then how could I ever be good enough for them? Stupid and held back by my own insecurity. Please- lie to me, just one little falsehood and tell me that I am not just what I am.   It's a battle within- Do I want, or am I too afraid to be who I always thought that I wanted to be? I don't know anymore. Feeling helpless because of weakness that I know that I can fight. I want to win but
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Poetry and poets
Poetry and poets Poetry and the poets are fallible just like plumbers and dentists and the possibility genuine nonsense cannot be ruled out. However, unlike plumbing and dentistry, poetry is slow, frustrating and poorly rewarded work which fails more than succeeds and is therefore embarked upon largely by men and women laboring under a sense of almost religious vocation, grandiose self-delusion or some combination of both. Poetry may contain violent nature--like stabbed in the mouth, the blade smashing clean through to the brain so that teeth, bone and blood, spray from a ruptured face. The slow death of someone close are common. And there
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Memorializing ourselves and art
"Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even when we're still alive, we wish to assert our existence......We put on display our framed photographs, our parchment diplomas, our silver-played cups; we monogram our linen, we carve our names on trees, we scrawl them on washroom walls. It's all for the same impulse. What do we hope from it? Applause, envy, respect? Or simply attention of any kind we can get? At the very least we want a witness. We can't stand the idea of our own voices falling silent finally, like a radio running down." * * I like to observe people and things around me silently sometimes. Sometimes I will immedia
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Views on nude art
Define art. The nakedness of woman is the work of God. -- William Blake. If man was meant to be nude, he would have been born that way. -- Oscar Wilde. When I was younger I felt a bit uncomfortable about nudes in art and questioned the presence of it. I did not feel that it was evil or crude; I just questioned why it was such a popular subject in art. Churches also swayed me to think that nude art was bad. Personally having brought up in a conservative enivorment, if you ask me to post nude or something of course I will say NO WAY, however, I also realized the necessity of nudes as a subject. In order to fully understand the figure, you h
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My heart is with my ink all bled away
I'm so tired and my heart is dull with my ink has all bled away. Feeling helpless because of my weakness and my own insignificant. Slowly, I seems to be fading away now- and I have written all these lines before and so every single word is old news. Original is no longer part of my never-impressive vocabulary. Sometimes, God seems to be funny and painted out every day in the pathetic lives of mankind who constantly scurrying about for some value or meaning while forever we miss the punchline to life's cosmic joke. Melancholy it may seems but these words are only my temporary feelings. Perhaps even the pain life causes is beautiful. It takes
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Haro, what are you up to nowadays?
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The second one is here : [link]
A big thank again!
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Thanks a lot for the fav my dear!
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Hi! I've posted the 1st one : [link]
Thanks a lot for your pictures, young lady! There will be others for sure!
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OMG....your journal entry is so insightful. You are wise for someone so young. You should be a school teacher.