| Another one about the boy that never knew my eyes are green my feet are long and my name is ... |
Anything, Anywhere, Anytime
Newest
behind beyond below bewareSomewhere, you are standing on the edge, looking out over a scape of beauty that does not seem to cease.behind beyond below beware
Always, I am just behind you, beyond the reach of your eyes.
by ~Alleyana
of spaces and lost longingthere is a cavity in my heart; a space within this world where you used to thrive on my tendrils of life, eating me away at the nerves, bones and sinews.of spaces and lost longing
there is a hollow in my mind; a void where you voiced your opinion: yes i was too fat and my teeth were too gapped and my eyes were always the
the colour of the swamp.
there is gap within these words; an error in sytax or grammar
or something of that sort where you once filled the pages with odes on eyes of skies and hearts of stone.
there is a vacancy behind my
by ~Alleyana
sometimes is the new alwayssometimessometimes is the new always
i say things a tad bit cliche
and a bit too depressing and far too overly cheerful to be digestible by my own ears.
sometimes
i wish i could do better by you because i know it is the absolute least that you deserve after all of this.
sometimes
i think that you are leaving me and yet you always come back with a smile that fades a bit more with each return, and eyes that lose another sparkle as time wears us both down.
sometimes
i force words into places where they do not b
by ~Alleyana
you love meyou love me in your eyes and in your smile and in your head but unfortunately it does not escape unto your lips.you love me
i know these things not because you say them, but because your eyes are seas scraped into irises and you wear me away with as if i am your
shore.
your loving caress is eroding my rock and in a few more glances i will be no more
than sand.
by ~Alleyana
| Something for you to peruse while you wilt away. |
Favourites
gold-plated crownsdon't make me chase a dream i can't see through your window on those dark- est of sunny daysgold-plated crowns
don't plant my feet in thirst-screeching
plains and promise me water amidst the desert rain
you're far too tall and i'm tiny too tiny to claim
to claim kingdoms to roam heavens or even roam those very same plains.
by ~fadedframes
Creating Dynamic CharactersWe've all read it, and we've all written it: a character who simply falls flat on the page. Sure, they're your baby, but after a while, you realize what everyone is saying is true. They're a cardboard cut out, a description of flowing tresses without a soul. And no matter how beautiful your leading lady or how dashing your hero, no one will care if they fall off a cliff and die unless they built a connection with them. Sure, you can pity a paper doll, but you empathize with a character because of what's inside them that makes them human (or dragon or space alien). You have to give them a soul. I know this sounds crazy, and all you skeptics ouCreating Dynamic Characters
by =bekkia
guardian angelsIt was near the end of the party (After someone had taken away your banana costume, after my pink dress began shedding sparkles, after Jesus called me a bitch during our argument about sanitizing the hookah, and long after the man whose name starts with an R molested me). Our arms were crossed and I leaned against the doorframe while you explained the car's exceptionality and the adventures you and your friends had taken in it Do you think there are guardian angels? you asked. Because sometimes you thought there must be more than luck saving you from your dangerous escapades. & I thought and I thoughtguardian angels
by ~109-0415
| All that I have enjoyed cannot be contained by this small box. |
Beauty
Love DazeddeviantID
Devious Info
- Current Residence: Up North in Canada
- Interests: Art, Music, Writing
- Favourite movie: 50 First Dates, or Forrest Gump
- Favourite genre of music: Everything?
- Favourite artist: Jason Baalman, Pat McMicheal
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allan Poe
- Favourite style of art: Portrait
- Operating System: Windows & Mac
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Personal Quote: It is not how you begin, nor how you end life that matters. It is what you do in between.
- Tools of the Trade: Pencils, Words
deviantART Community Board
Comments
Site Map
©2009 deviantART. All rights reserved
xo!
--
an antique arms and armor expert
--
I won't rip out these pages because I swore I'd never lie to you.
--
Two people, too damaged, too much, too late.
xo!
--
an antique arms and armor expert
xo!
--
an antique arms and armor expert
and your other recent favorites
xo!
--
an antique arms and armor expert
--
You can not judge a person by their looks nor age, but they should be judged by who they are inside.
xo!
--
an antique arms and armor expert
Previous Page12345...Next Page