There is holy rood in wit and wine
and pleasure found neath maidens's skirts;
though Queen Mab's tongue hath honeyed mine,
I cast my lot where romance shirks.
The lover's way was nere for me -
I played the voice of wanton lord
sweet martyr to philosophy,
a poet bested by a sword.
I tipped my blade in cynics' jests
made meat and drink of cunning fate;
my doublet shunned the friar's breath,
fair curses strewn around my pate.
But still I'll bleed a noble death
neath tawdry stars like courtesans;
among the stones to seek my rest,
come morning I'm the gravest man.
So you dream,
and you wonder
So you dream,
and you think of
a reason why
Never given a
So you dream,
So you dream,
but don't think of....
Called by familiar
Like a fantasy
What's a dream. . . ?
What's reality. . . ?
What's a mind to think of such things
when it should be busy sleeping?
Today-I´m my own enemy..
I know that..
I´m fighting a fight without any weapon,
not even mine..
It doesn´t matter.
I feel depressed and sick...
I feel empty and strange and
I´m angry about everything and everyone.
I don´t wanna see anyone,because I think,
I´m not a good friend today.
Yesterday,I only felt sad,but it was that kind
of sadness,that makes you mad!
I was tired,so I went to bed early,but I didn´t
feel better this morning.
I don´t wanna do anything...
> LEAVE ME ALONE,ALL OF YOU...<
I need a break,perhaps I'll feel better tomorrow?
I should eat something..
When you speak those three beautiful words
As softly as water droplets gliding down a petal
From gravitys gentle pull
When you dissolve me in your romantic metaphors
As sugar does when stirred in warm liquid
With its sweetness melting through
When your lips meet mine in an ethereal kiss
Embodying loves sweet languor
As our hearts diffuse
I see the world through rose-coloured heart-shaped glasses
Where the bitterness is filtered away from my sight
With my eyes, only capable of witnessing beauty
Im no longer a stranger in a world of spite
For the darkness has been devoured
By the ignition of o
It is no mystery
That your lips only speak of fictional stories
You use to compose your identity
Not a word you speak has any resemblance with truth
For you are made of a thick façade of lies
Whether it be big or small, you care not
As long as there is no glimpse of honesty
Underlying in the words you speak
For the revelation of truth is what you fear most
I know that those lies masquerade
An overt denial of unpleasant realities
I know that deep down you are a tormented soul
That lies provide you with relief
A relief you long for
I know that you are a stranger in your own body
But you have lost all credibility now
And I am not amused
By the lies that you choose
To submit into the world
So that every boy and girl
May hear them.
I am not enthused
With all the boys you've used
and all the hearts you've torn
You've become a bore
By playing your same old game
Over and over again.
I am still bruised
by your hits gone askew
and I couldn't care less
Where your life takes you.
I won't be apart of this anymore
Go play the part of the whore
Who thinks she's having fun
But it's this battle that I've won
And I'm not looking back~
Countless thoughts moored in my mind
Ravelled in knots of suppressed emotions
Unable to be untangled into lucid words
As I quest for the coffer of inspiration
For Ive fallen into a literary black hole
With my creativity trapped between barricading walls
Unable to escape from this mental confinement
My mind tries to grasp but the words withdraw
Though an unshared poem hangs on the tip of my tongue
The taste of bitter frustration lingers on
I stab this feeble page with the pen in my hand
Hoping to transform spontaneous fragments into a poem
But still, no words emerge into my consciousness
To fill these blank pages that stare
Been a while...again.
Got a lot of stuff going on and still have many many shots of the Saguaro forest to comb through from a couple months ago :(
Anyway, I logged in the other day and noticed they're having a deviantMEET in Tucson on Monday 3/7.
I'll be there with ~Astralstonekeeper (https://www.deviantart.com/astralstonekeeper)
Anyone else planning on attending?
`StarsColdNight (https://www.deviantart.com/starscoldnight) has started a donation pool to make :iconeclectic-tastes: a super group
If interested, you can donate points here http://starscoldnight.deviantart.com/journal/38114392/
Now on to the features:
Features from :iconeclectic-tastes:
Some features from :iconfeature-swap:
Some other work I came across that I would like to share with everyone:
Just wrote/recorded my first song called "4 Sharks on the 5th Attack" and am looking for any form of feedback. If you didn't mind its only a few minutes long and giving me your honest opinion it would be most appreciated.