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ethereally floating there
envying the lust of life
luridly at a rolling boil
expansive outcome of supernova
distant alluring signal
behind fine line lashes
comet trails pioneer the iris
tease of civilizations incalculable
ancient creation secrets born anew
granted before wish uttered
just a shy blink leaves me
ethereally floating there
envying the lust of life
luridly at a rolling boil
expansive outcome of supernova
distant alluring signal
behind fine line lashes
comet trails pioneer the iris
tease of civilizations incalculable
ancient creation secrets born anew
granted before wish uttered
just a shy blink leaves me
ethereally floating there
Literature
Echos of Autumn Passing
Rows of dried corn stalks bend
with the wind that
thirsts for rain
that will only come when it has died
and the ears of corn cease to rattle.
And the thunder's distant laugh
will chase after the snakes
heading for their mounds on higher ground,
their husks abandoned-
the flash floods may yet pass them by.
Literature
Anxieties
Hands over ears, screams hide the tears
Like monsters, they stand around, eerie and cruel
Grotesque and uncontrolled
They drive me to the point of collapse
So I do.
I’m the ground
I shake and tremble and tear everything down
I am the ground
I don’t understand how anyone stays around me
When I’m like this
I’m like a stone
Rolling out of control
Loud and predictable, we all know where I’m going
Down, as sure as water, I will fall
And as a boulder, I will tear down everything in my path
Literature
Maybe
Maybe I won't be fine
Maybe I don't know what's wrong
Maybe I can't talk about it
But maybe I need you to listen
Maybe the cuts get deeper each time
Maybe too much blood comes out
Maybe you'll try and stop me
But maybe I won't listen
Maybe I want to tell someone
Maybe I need to unload all of my problems
Maybe you're the only one who can help
But maybe I don't want to bother you with my troubles
Maybe I'm just scared
Maybe I've lost hope
Maybe I'm losing control
But maybe I was never in control to begin with
Maybe I like the way things are
Maybe I'm afraid of change
Maybe I get a kick out of being so messed up
But maybe I'd rather be a nor
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Congratulations on such a well-deserved DLD, darling friend! This poem is magical!