ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
"Images" - by Nighthawk81. Copyright 1988, 2011 by Nighthawk 81, in both this nom de plume and my real name. All rights reserved.
- - - - -
Images
Time and space
Persistent illusions
Seeking a place.
* * *
Unwitting deceptions
Hiding like elves
Do we fool others
Or merely ourselves?
* * *
Sometimes the mask
Is fitted so well
That all of reality
Becomes just a shell.
* * *
That which is not
Eclipses what is
And the answer remains
Unknown to the quiz.
* * *
Images
Time and space
Eternal illusions
Now firmly in place.
* * *
If you wear a mask
Then you play the game
And if you get hurt
You, yourself, are to blame.
- - - - -
Images
Time and space
Persistent illusions
Seeking a place.
* * *
Unwitting deceptions
Hiding like elves
Do we fool others
Or merely ourselves?
* * *
Sometimes the mask
Is fitted so well
That all of reality
Becomes just a shell.
* * *
That which is not
Eclipses what is
And the answer remains
Unknown to the quiz.
* * *
Images
Time and space
Eternal illusions
Now firmly in place.
* * *
If you wear a mask
Then you play the game
And if you get hurt
You, yourself, are to blame.
Wonderful Pretty Women
Headless women + Women with detachable head + SWB Only legs girls + Double body women + Four legged females + And more!
Mujeres sin cabeza + Mujeres con cabeza removible + Chicas sólo piernas + Chicas con doble cuerpo + Mujeres con cuatro piernas. ¡Y más!
$5/month
Literature
Fox_Love_Naruto's_story_2
(Academy: Angel's P.O.V.)
We got to the academy, and I a little bit nervous. I stayed close to Naruto as we walked into his classroom. Naruto sat next to some guy with black hair that looked liked a ducks butt, and I sat next to him. I felt like someone was staring at me, which wasn't to weird, since I'm new here. I looked over and saw the duck-butt haired kid staring at me. I looked into his black eyes, only to see them full and pain, suffering, and anger. Yet somewhat soft to me, in a way. Then, a boy with a pineapple-shaped head came up to us.
Pineapple boy: What are YOU doing here Naruto? This isn't for drop outs. You can't be here unle
Literature
Darkn3ss
Reaching out for you
only to find a pillow filled with tears.
Where have you gone?
Silences fill the room as I breathe in.
I close my eyes and see the darkness
its coming over me.
The moon hides itself in fear
And the sun pushes through.
I open my eyes.
I see nothing. I feel nothing.
How much longer do I have?
til I break down
things here aren't right
I can't take the fight….
I feel lost
and the only thing that brings me back
is the hint of a smile in your voice.
Makes me remember what Im here for.
I live for you, I cry for you and I would die for you.
All in one day.... if I could just be with you.
As night falls b
Literature
NighTale
NighTale
Written on Sunday, January 4th 2015
As Night lovingly embraced Sky, her lover
And brought him down to her bosoms
Man sheltered themselves and fell still;
Not even their breathing was heard
While Stars danced above, lustful
Seducing before the lone, aroused Moon
Without Sun acknowledging their betrayal
Without Horizon witnessing their caresses
Then what story did mankind hold?
Too afraid to step into Darkness' domain
Too frail to bear the cold Frostbite;
Just hiding under the shade of blankets, shivering
That no soul under the Heaven said a word
That no tavern sang songs of the old
For there be only Silence, her and only ex
Suggested Collections
A correspondence I am having here on dA reminded me of this piece. My best friend (and best man at my wedding), the Man Of A Thousand Handles, turned this into a song. Please ... no thievery, even of short pieces. Thank you.
In any case ... sometimes, some of us choose to not be in public that which we are in reality. And, sometimes that choice gets a life of its own, becomes ugly, turns around and bites us in unpleasant portions of the emotional anatomy. I watched this happen to a female who played this game in our old computer user's group. She was quite popular ... until the animal bit her severely. She left the group in shame, humiliation and disgrace.
If there is any moral to this ... always be true to yourself, no matter what or who "yourself" might be.
In any case ... sometimes, some of us choose to not be in public that which we are in reality. And, sometimes that choice gets a life of its own, becomes ugly, turns around and bites us in unpleasant portions of the emotional anatomy. I watched this happen to a female who played this game in our old computer user's group. She was quite popular ... until the animal bit her severely. She left the group in shame, humiliation and disgrace.
If there is any moral to this ... always be true to yourself, no matter what or who "yourself" might be.
© 2011 - 2024 nighthawk81
Comments13
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
This is unfathomably beautiful, wow!