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The darkness divides and takes shape.
Its heart beats pulsations of light.
Obscurity forms and rends reality asunder.
It hammers the surface like rogue waves
cleaving air and thought.
She invades the world like a visage of water
dripping against a clear surface.
A torrent of impurity ripples to life.
Lightlessness ascends with her.
Its arms outstretched and strong;
- her song mirrors creation and she spoke,
"I am conjured."
Its heart beats pulsations of light.
Obscurity forms and rends reality asunder.
It hammers the surface like rogue waves
cleaving air and thought.
She invades the world like a visage of water
dripping against a clear surface.
A torrent of impurity ripples to life.
Lightlessness ascends with her.
Its arms outstretched and strong;
- her song mirrors creation and she spoke,
"I am conjured."
Literature
violence
he spits into the bathroom sink
bones pushing against the skin of hands
that grip each other's shadows
as the breaths come slower.
lips crack and splinter as they stretch
in a smile that tastes
metallic, dull with fear,
maraschino cherry red
what shining eyes, what glinting teeth
look sharper in the light?
Literature
Loss
Loss
I’ll never forget that night. We were best friends, and I was always there for her. For ten years, I had never left her side, not even once. When we had nothing to do, we’d run around, play fetch and stuff, and even though it got boring after a while, I still did it. I did it because it made her happy… but I never got to tell her, I never swallowed my fear and told her the truth about me, about what I was. And now I never will.
It was dark, really dark, so dark that even I could barely see. But I could hear. I could hear the picks making their way through the lock, the sound of the front door being carefully
Literature
Fragile Coward
Do you really not understand?
How fragile I feel?
How breakable you make me feel?
Don't you understand?!
That you and only you,
Could crush me as though I am nothing.
I know you are fragile too.
I know that right now,
You are small,
Feeling hopeless.
And I the one who would,
Give up everything to stand at your side,
Is less important than them.
People I don't know,
Captivate your attention,
Your time....
While I beg for morsels,
For anything you'd give me.
I hate how you make my heart twists,
I hate how you make my words choke in my throat,
I hate how you make my fingers twitch nervously,
But most of all I hate that I'm a coward,
When it com
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Poem #1
I'm challenging myself to write a poem a day.
Every artist needs inspiration, amiright?
I've decided to choose a visual piece I find on DA every day and draw inspiration to write a poem. This shall be the first of many to come. 364 more, to be exact.
The first deviation I chose was Heylenne's Conjuring.
It's a beautiful piece that sparked a morose, dark vibe that's also eerily beautiful. Hopefully I've conveyed that in my written interpretation.
Dedicated to you, Heylenne.
Keep idling.
TheIdleWriter
I'm challenging myself to write a poem a day.
Every artist needs inspiration, amiright?
I've decided to choose a visual piece I find on DA every day and draw inspiration to write a poem. This shall be the first of many to come. 364 more, to be exact.
The first deviation I chose was Heylenne's Conjuring.
It's a beautiful piece that sparked a morose, dark vibe that's also eerily beautiful. Hopefully I've conveyed that in my written interpretation.
Dedicated to you, Heylenne.
Keep idling.
TheIdleWriter
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