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dreaming and thorough
the old sorrow god sat and looked at me as he touched his face and i touched my face he drew his hand across his brow and I slid mine across my own we sat and looked at each other in silence and when he spoke my lips moved and my voice came out in his silence we crumbled sleepily and drifted before i could remember before i could remember what he said
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it. it is. it is just.
you came like a summer storm beautiful and inspirational drenching me with comfort and the desire to be a better person you left like a summer storm suddenly and with little notice and every moment becomes less comfortable less bearable and autumn fast approaches this winter will be cold.
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reflection
what's it like to have your thoughts choked out? "I wish we had what we once had" every time you feel motivated to speak you instead close your mouth tighter then before "why can't I feel safe to feel" you think hot tears down your face you wish you had the conviction to continue writing "these pages have microscopic impact" you turn your weapon upon yourself and Truth slices your body apart
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chesticulate
I feel so detached like a horse-drawn miscarriage gurgling helplessly in the midst of sorrow clinging to sinews anon
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soft for we witness
i float by the trains as passengers glance up and point a spectral apparition, they cry a point of sorrow in the sky i cannot hear their conversations or see the games they play but every once in a while our paths cross i am in the dining cart and given a deck to shuffle and for those brief moments i smile before i float away again to watch the trains go by
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hook, and i fall
i i don't i don't know i don't know if i don't know if he i don't know if he is i don't know if he is alive he sits with statuette face he sits with statuett he sits with statu he sits with st he sits with he sits h three times he crowed now he crowed and flew up he flew up high he screamed no he won't he can't return he won't come back, i i wish there was something but we shame our gods and they forsake us again and again they claim my facades and i dance around this firepit foe shame the son my son cry with my eyes wide open no we can't sleep, i she will return we fly high we know you my sad mourning no we can't sleep, i cry with my
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mere tale
look at them, my child see how they struggle watch them closely now they aren't blind they're terrified they see us and they catch their breath they hear us and they stumble see how they work fervently to ignore us see how every waking hour they stare at empty parchment the bards see us they know who we are and they wish it was not so they wish us away until we arrive - it's time to collect, dear one.
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second in the same
it's learning to accept that growth means change and that the old ways die that means you're growing, too you're allowed to mourn and you're allowed to celebrate both what was, and what is to be your friends may change they will fall away and the next time you say hello you speak to a stranger get to know them again seek to learn who they've become learn to trust them anew
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thread bare
you'd think this was a poem with the lines i throw about or the rhymes i crow about but not like this but i don't know what I'm doing do i? i capitalize this and i lowercase that! i use punctuation and then i don't i spell well as is my wont but i can't tell the difference between love and sorrow half the time at least so i sink and swim and my lungs collapse and i am gone
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dreaming and thorough
the old sorrow god sat and looked at me as he touched his face and i touched my face he drew his hand across his brow and I slid mine across my own we sat and looked at each other in silence and when he spoke my lips moved and my voice came out in his silence we crumbled sleepily and drifted before i could remember before i could remember what he said
i
it. it is. it is just.
you came like a summer storm beautiful and inspirational drenching me with comfort and the desire to be a better person you left like a summer storm suddenly and with little notice and every moment becomes less comfortable less bearable and autumn fast approaches this winter will be cold.
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reflection
what's it like to have your thoughts choked out? "I wish we had what we once had" every time you feel motivated to speak you instead close your mouth tighter then before "why can't I feel safe to feel" you think hot tears down your face you wish you had the conviction to continue writing "these pages have microscopic impact" you turn your weapon upon yourself and Truth slices your body apart
c
chesticulate
I feel so detached like a horse-drawn miscarriage gurgling helplessly in the midst of sorrow clinging to sinews anon
s
soft for we witness
i float by the trains as passengers glance up and point a spectral apparition, they cry a point of sorrow in the sky i cannot hear their conversations or see the games they play but every once in a while our paths cross i am in the dining cart and given a deck to shuffle and for those brief moments i smile before i float away again to watch the trains go by
h
hook, and i fall
i i don't i don't know i don't know if i don't know if he i don't know if he is i don't know if he is alive he sits with statuette face he sits with statuett he sits with statu he sits with st he sits with he sits h three times he crowed now he crowed and flew up he flew up high he screamed no he won't he can't return he won't come back, i i wish there was something but we shame our gods and they forsake us again and again they claim my facades and i dance around this firepit foe shame the son my son cry with my eyes wide open no we can't sleep, i she will return we fly high we know you my sad mourning no we can't sleep, i cry with my
m
mere tale
look at them, my child see how they struggle watch them closely now they aren't blind they're terrified they see us and they catch their breath they hear us and they stumble see how they work fervently to ignore us see how every waking hour they stare at empty parchment the bards see us they know who we are and they wish it was not so they wish us away until we arrive - it's time to collect, dear one.
s
second in the same
it's learning to accept that growth means change and that the old ways die that means you're growing, too you're allowed to mourn and you're allowed to celebrate both what was, and what is to be your friends may change they will fall away and the next time you say hello you speak to a stranger get to know them again seek to learn who they've become learn to trust them anew
t
thread bare
you'd think this was a poem with the lines i throw about or the rhymes i crow about but not like this but i don't know what I'm doing do i? i capitalize this and i lowercase that! i use punctuation and then i don't i spell well as is my wont but i can't tell the difference between love and sorrow half the time at least so i sink and swim and my lungs collapse and i am gone
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A Real Horrorshow Time
Torch to torch to scorch and scorch for fire's hot and can't be burned the blaze conflates though nothing's learned. Glazz for glazz, death for death the body pile plentieth, walk upon each others necks to strain and break those chellovecks. Then elephantly stomp them off like cal that simply just won't doff. Who be thou? No droog to me thou didst sin so unto thee I cause the same calamity! Instead of sin I take a bow (in)justice of a coward cow. Relieve them of their right to be burdened with morality; normality...? And so we say- let them decay and let them fear but never ever let them near. No brother true, though dying too transparent as
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the pen and the sword
       betwixt the eye of the storm and the shorelines of paradise                       the sand of a thousand dreams gently casts its net                  its caster fixed with a golden crown of hopes                                  and none of these are unreachable,                                      and none of these are lies,  what was once a wall is now a lean-to                  it is not difficult to overcome,                         but rather making the decision to do so             thrice the lines have made themselves known                     don't leave them calling back                                          
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My partner in words
Intricate lines wrought From your mind to mine My delicate simplicity A smattering of roses and tears Finding comfort in each other Familiarity in our works Friendly affection And so much patience For each others forgetfulness You are the one I turn to For advice when no one listens Always a hug to spare Warm thoughts and a cup of tea For you I wish You'll have many more years of laughter Of joy and friendly banter No harm may come your way I'll share with you the light I have When all else might be dark With open arms and an open mind We both will speak and listen And may you write All those intricate lines Reach into hearts and minds

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Galaxy's Marrow
The world turns Like wind-born ashes in the cosmos Sheltering the lives from the stars Broken planets glide Overall in a mist of a dream, Showering the sky with plays of light Alone, singularly and minuscule In the void The sun shines Forever Day and night don't exist Just light Shadowed by our     Selves Vast emptiness Suffocates aspiration The question exists for everyone Do we dare ask it? Breathe in Breathe in Breathe in Pull all of the air that you can. It is yours. Until you can no longer hold it.
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Thank you for watching me, I appreciate your support! :iconbummy1::iconbummy2::iconbummy3:
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Happy birthday, Ian! :D
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thank you, friend brennennn :)
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No problem, Iannn :)
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