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The Insomniac's PleadSo melancholy, yet too numb to cry.
So lonely and scared, I thought I would die.
Plus, friends are in love, it's sickening, the drama.
Add schoolwork on top, thrice the trauma.
Affection, attention. Please! Any will do!
My future looked bright, but why don't I see You...
With work as my frenemy, life, dry as a bone.
Life feels so heavy, like bearing it on my own.
Not black nor white, or pale shades of grey.
I've drifted in nether, all fading away.
Giving Satan no foothold, pausing only wonder...
What is it in me, that deems me asunder?
(As you can tell, it's omitting my slumber.)
Music, art and laughter once treasured,
now lackluster privy, given low measure.
My life is uncommon, as is the spell.
I only want out of my personal hell.
I'm not giving up, I know I want better.
It's all that I need, aside from this fetter.
I know not what I desire, my brain is that irked.
Will clearance make way, after I've worked?
God, I still trust you, no matter the matter.
Come hell or high water, hurt,
My ReasonArt - A Real Thing
Honestly it's hard to portray what art is in black and white, which makes me wonder if I should've written this in orange ink. But to cut to the chase, I'm not here to educate the masses on what art is. That could go on for so long that C-SPAN and PBS would get jealous. Art is my imaginary friend and I'm here to explain my love-hate relationship with it.
I believe that art is a mindset. I can honestly say that you love art before you realize what it is. Art is everything but art does not mean everything. Beauty is within the eye of the beholder, so what is ugly to one may seem beautiful to another. However, as children of God, Philippians 4:8 states that we must recognize and think on whatever is right, pure, lovely and all that other good stuff. This means that we must do away with our prior way of thinking and learn to see the world - natural or artistic - as God sees it. When your focus is shifted from the carnal, worldly standards to an original godly mindset you
You're Not A PoetYou’re not a poet because of strung words
Together on row upon row again
Of blank verse or perhaps liberal rhyme.
‘Slam’ all you want, other poets wonder;
Your ignorance of couplets a blunder?
Yes! I speak harshly, but it’s no gross crime,
To point with honesty failed verse of thine.
No real poet discards upper case words;
Lets prose crawl on paper like listless worms.
You seek to free verse of those stern letters,
Sever away bleak capital fetters,
But it doesn’t sing of great speech sublime,
Rather, it sneaks of writing in spare time.
Wait! before you throw me in the icy Rhine;
It’s hard to put verse together in rhyme,
To make our dull words sound great all the time,
Hear them ring out loud, like a clear clock’s chime,
Heralding a poet’s summer prime.
Yet the sacred muses weep at your crime;
Your pentameter mangled thick like slime,
The subject not gilded in raiment fine;
Your bold ink font, crystal waters divine
Tastes bitter to the ton
Un roti de Cupidon"Patron.. je suis pas sûr que ça soit une si bonne idée..."
Un bruissement d'ailes presque froufroutant sur sa gauche le fit se retourner d'un bond, mais il ne put percevoir qu'un bref mouvement du coin de l'oeil. Ils étaient rapides, bien trop rapides. Jamais le vieux ne réussirait. De nouveau ce bruit soyeux, semblable à des ailes de tourterelles, mais bien plus proche. Dans son esprit il pouvait les voir, tournant au dessus de sa tête comme autant de vautours prêts à la curée.
Le bruit assourdi des détonations résonna et tout autour d'Emmanuel une pluie de plumes commença à virevolter tandis que cinq bruits sourds accompagnaient la chute d'autant de corps autour de lui.
"Ramasse les, petit. On a encore du boulot."
Avec une grimace mi admirative, mi dégoûtée, le jeune homme se mit au travail, enfilant des lourds gants de cuir pour se protéger. Son sup
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Lilyas has dedicated herself to making our community a brighter place with her vibrant artwork and infectious enthusiasm for interacting with others in our community. It has certainly paid off, as many deviants flock to her page on a daily basis to let her know how much of an inspiration she is. We absolutely agree, and couldn't let all that hard work go without recognition, so it's with great pride that we bestow the Deviousness Award for March 2014, to ... Read More