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Windmills
Harness your desire Like a windmill turning wheels To the flow of life
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on my doorstep stands a wind full of promises betrayed by mountains
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I have got the key to change myself and the world alas, the wrong lock
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So long Kitty-Cat
So long, Kitty-cat; the rain has overrun Your little habitat. Your bed in the dark alley, can no longer Feel the Sun, But can see the sally, Of an army of raindrops, marching towards the ground. I see you peek around, with your whiskered face, towards the playing ground. In a mirror you look, tucking your drenched hair with grace, like an adventurous book, Steps taken from a deer, with feet trapped in heeled boots, You glide down the alley without fear. You vanish at the turn; a magician's trick, That I would never learn. As for me, my Universe ends, At the little piece of road I can see; Whereas you had taken a sharp bend, I remain hidden,
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The Hunter's Thought
Time passes and the day shivers; Not a sound in vicinity. Pine needle in nude sleep quivers, White cloak upturned, serenity. The Hunter's feet are growing late, His brow entrenched with frozen snow; Yet, in ambush, he has to wait, Till gleeful spring makes flowers grow. He listens to the silence of cold's espoused vale, in wilful wish: Why not his talking, babbling world, Perhaps be quite as quiet as this? If only winter's stretching arm, Could muffle tongues, and rumours sink, And then would I, without alarm, Finally, get to hear me think.
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Arachnophilic associations
I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to do; So, I took a tarantula, And put it in a Zoo.
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Daydream
I thought I was omnipotent, And nothing withstood the force of thought; And all the world's a silken canvas, And all the colours my dream had brought. I, like Dali, twirling my large moustache, Could paint the Earth in dazzling hues, And play, till the master's echo Brought me back from my fantastic views. Sitting in class, his scolding bounced Off my head, into an uneven trance; And I smashed his million strong army With five steps of an apocalyptic dance. Free as a bird, jet stream billowing, I could fly to any distant land; Imaginary wings were sufficient in class, In comparison now, where do I stand? That little class was twenty feet
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Demagogue
The fires were burning the forest down, on the beautiful blue lagoon. The pitchforked people in the town, looked at his decapitated crown, and sighed in the cold morning air "Down with King Lear, down with his loon!" That was the scene beside the blue lagoon--- CHORUS: IT was the Demagogue! The Pilferer of Minds! He kisses you on the cheek, then stabs you from behind. It was the Demagogue! The demagogue of tomorrow! He promised prosperity, gave eternal sorrow. Based on birth, they began to kill, on the shining red lagoon--- I am part of his creed, part of his will The Demagogue's voice is happy and shrill, I wonder how a religion, could m
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The Girl from Yellow Mountain
Lost we are, on this endless path, with light fading, and fading fast; I see a girl with the lantern light, Over an endless sea of glittering glass. Wind blows the clouds vast away, like an explosions aftermath. Then, I see, with eyes of glee The sad limitations of certainty. Ah! The path beneath is breathing fire, As if a mantle plume was a quagmire! I look at her, and this I ask, Whether this trial is my forgotten task. The white moon climbs up a hill And makes her shiver with a chill; That breaks my resolve, and throws me off, into an unending dream, That I cannot stop. I look to her, and I plead to that ingenue to let my plaintive del
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O Starry Skies!
O Starry skies across the night, I'll ask you a question tonight: Of all that's splendorous and bright, What truly reaches insanity? Is it the albatross, with gaily wings? Is it thunderclouds, with the rain it brings? Is it the cricket, with the song it sings? Oh I shall never know, I shall never know. My life's horizon is clouded and dim; My life's laughter is mournfully grim; And every breath and sound, a deadly hymn; For what was alive, is singing its lament. Ennui, Ennui, all around, Sucks the water off the ground, Diminishes the great sound, a whirlwind stripped of creativity. The straight ditches that we have cut, are sharp, painfu
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Windmills
Harness your desire Like a windmill turning wheels To the flow of life
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on my doorstep stands a wind full of promises betrayed by mountains
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keys
I have got the key to change myself and the world alas, the wrong lock
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So long Kitty-Cat
So long, Kitty-cat; the rain has overrun Your little habitat. Your bed in the dark alley, can no longer Feel the Sun, But can see the sally, Of an army of raindrops, marching towards the ground. I see you peek around, with your whiskered face, towards the playing ground. In a mirror you look, tucking your drenched hair with grace, like an adventurous book, Steps taken from a deer, with feet trapped in heeled boots, You glide down the alley without fear. You vanish at the turn; a magician's trick, That I would never learn. As for me, my Universe ends, At the little piece of road I can see; Whereas you had taken a sharp bend, I remain hidden,
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The Hunter's Thought
Time passes and the day shivers; Not a sound in vicinity. Pine needle in nude sleep quivers, White cloak upturned, serenity. The Hunter's feet are growing late, His brow entrenched with frozen snow; Yet, in ambush, he has to wait, Till gleeful spring makes flowers grow. He listens to the silence of cold's espoused vale, in wilful wish: Why not his talking, babbling world, Perhaps be quite as quiet as this? If only winter's stretching arm, Could muffle tongues, and rumours sink, And then would I, without alarm, Finally, get to hear me think.
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Arachnophilic associations
I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to do; So, I took a tarantula, And put it in a Zoo.
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Daydream
I thought I was omnipotent, And nothing withstood the force of thought; And all the world's a silken canvas, And all the colours my dream had brought. I, like Dali, twirling my large moustache, Could paint the Earth in dazzling hues, And play, till the master's echo Brought me back from my fantastic views. Sitting in class, his scolding bounced Off my head, into an uneven trance; And I smashed his million strong army With five steps of an apocalyptic dance. Free as a bird, jet stream billowing, I could fly to any distant land; Imaginary wings were sufficient in class, In comparison now, where do I stand? That little class was twenty feet
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The Girl from Yellow Mountain
Lost we are, on this endless path, with light fading, and fading fast; I see a girl with the lantern light, Over an endless sea of glittering glass. Wind blows the clouds vast away, like an explosions aftermath. Then, I see, with eyes of glee The sad limitations of certainty. Ah! The path beneath is breathing fire, As if a mantle plume was a quagmire! I look at her, and this I ask, Whether this trial is my forgotten task. The white moon climbs up a hill And makes her shiver with a chill; That breaks my resolve, and throws me off, into an unending dream, That I cannot stop. I look to her, and I plead to that ingenue to let my plaintive del
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O Starry Skies!
O Starry skies across the night, I'll ask you a question tonight: Of all that's splendorous and bright, What truly reaches insanity? Is it the albatross, with gaily wings? Is it thunderclouds, with the rain it brings? Is it the cricket, with the song it sings? Oh I shall never know, I shall never know. My life's horizon is clouded and dim; My life's laughter is mournfully grim; And every breath and sound, a deadly hymn; For what was alive, is singing its lament. Ennui, Ennui, all around, Sucks the water off the ground, Diminishes the great sound, a whirlwind stripped of creativity. The straight ditches that we have cut, are sharp, painfu
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Words to the Imperial Guards on being surrounded
Do you hear the thunder that echoes, like the incendiary drums of a hundred thousand foes? Do you fear, the thunder that follows, as it unearths the culverts and creates the silent hollows? Do you sneer, the thunder that descends, on this unscripted fate of mine, which in death would make amends? Look how the lightning dragons pierce the stunned sky, like the betrayal that in my morbid heart sears         through my mortal fragility. Look now, how the king shall ascend above! Like Achilles' own armament, dipped in River Styx's love,         which in immortality still live on. Know, my brothers! In you I live! In you is my life fulfill
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August CVil War: A Picturesque Party
Friendly reminder that you have until September 9th to get your entries in! :) Hello everyone, and welcome to August's CVil War battle!  Last month, we sadly lost the battle as my Harry Potter prompt didn't inspire anyone to submit anything.  Oh well, we can't win them all!  While we unfortunately had to concede that TheMaidenInBlack (https://www.deviantart.com/themaideninblack) and her followers of The Many-Faced God won in July, let's all look forward to August and the Picturesque Party that awaits! :D Each month, TheMaidenInBlack (https://www.deviantart.com/themaideninblack) and I go to "battle" by asking the literature community (that's you!) to respond to our prompts in the hopes of becoming the sole champion of our monthly
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There was a time when
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At the Turn of the Year
澄んだ空碧い湖深みけり sunda sora aoi mizuumi fukami keri clear sky deepens the blue lake. 日から日へ相対論の年終わる hi kara hi e soutairon no toshi owaru day after day about the theory of Relativity, a year approaches its end. バス停やどんどん廻る腕時計 basu tei ya dondon mawaru udedokei the bus stop- wrist watch whirls in a haste 人形のつやをかぶせ
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this lie
at a young age I was taught to fight stand my ground wrong or right always defensive enemies ever near don't think beyond my reach trade punches with my fear never look too closely at the other side there may be truth that can't be denied if I see it how to carry on living this lie with all excuses gone
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not a mistake
I should have known better my confidence is shaken I am not a mistake just simply mistaken
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Name: Picaro

I like chocolate, and I dislike cliches. And, I like to read poetry out loud.

"He's a real nowhere man
Sitting in his nowhere land
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody

Doesn't have a point of view
Knows not where he's going to
Isn't he a bit like you and me?"

I only write my poetry here. Not, many of my stories. Unless they be for the purpose of participation in competitions.

I'm writing a new novel, please check it out!
www.wattpad.com/81925001-svefn…

Favourite Visual Artist
Van Gogh, Turner, Renoir, Jan Brueghel, Carravagio, Raphael
Favourite Movies
Seven Samurai, Star Wars, The Lord of the Rings... Never really thought about this.
Favourite TV Shows
Game of Thrones, Castle, Boston Legal
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Linkin Park, Bach, Chopin, Mozart, Schumann, Liszt, Coldplay, Beethoven, Beatles, Queen etc.
Favourite Books
Lord of the Rings, Sherlock Holmes, A Song of Ice and Fire, To Kill a Mockingbird. Too many to list. But, mostly classics and Science fiction.
Favourite Writers
JRR Tolkien, P.B. Shelley, Dickens, Hugo, Oscar Wilde, Thomas Hardy, GRR Martin.
Favourite Games
Warcraft, Age of Empires, SimCity4
Favourite Gaming Platform
Nintendo DS, Playstation
Tools of the Trade
Pen, Paper, Pencil, Computer and lots of chocolate.
Other Interests
Science, Fantasy, Literature, Art, Sports

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JonUriahProfessional Photographer
Thank you so much for taking the time to follow my work here on deviantART!
RubySummitStudent Photographer
Thanks so much for the watch!
picaroinfinityHobbyist Writer
You're worth it!
AffableZombieHobbyist Writer
Thanks for the Llama
picaroinfinityHobbyist Writer
I would have given you an Alpaca, but they only had a Llama. :(
AffableZombieHobbyist Writer
I Alppreciate it anyway.
picaroinfinityHobbyist Writer
I'm glad. Llama's may spit on you. Don't take it personally though. I hope you aren't very ... Emu.