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All artists are the same
It doesn't matter if you're a writer, a painter, a singer, a dancer or anything else-you are an artist. And as one you sometimes feel misunderstood and pushed away because you can do something that other people can't When actually you are just expressing yourself the only way you can.
It's lonely being and artist
You always live with a pain that no one knows about because no one will understand it. The deepness of your soul is scary for the average man so you are better off alone. And yet you yearn for someone to come and save you from the darkness of yourself and become your pure, lovely inspiration.
The works of art
You experience a very deep feeling (love, loss, happiness, sorrow, joy, sadness, etc.) and you just need to express it somehow. So what you do is: by using your talent and isolating yourself somewhere far away from the world. That's when and where you turn your emotion into something beautiful and amazing so tha
A simple man I am
unknown and ordinary.
But I know that you'll hear my voice
that speaks in rhymes.
True friends-I have only two
an empty paper sheet and a pen.
But they are bigger than a crew
and have their own pleasant voice.
I create with them new worlds
different and maybe interesting.
I leave the reader to find them
even though it isn't easy.
I often talk about my feelings
and my white soul I reveal.
Different stories I tell
hoping that at least one will like them.
Some will say: "This is written for me"
others will simply forget about it.
Most people will laugh at me I know
and I'll be facing a new war.
But critics will always exist
their race will always be here.
My idea will become reality
and the race will spread evil elsewhere.
The mark of mine will not disappear
even when nothing but ashes are left form me.
A word I wrote someone will read
and like a phoenix I will fly again.
This is the poet's fate
a little lonely perhaps
But there are so many beauties
that he can giv
I sit in my room alone
Thinking of my fate
A single red rose was the company of mine
And with her I shared all of my desires
I told her a lot about the love
And how it was my greatest wish
And how I wish someone's arms
To be gently holding my heart
I lived with no date and time
But the rose shared this burden of mine
Even though the year was passing
The rose was blooming-not dying
Like she was sent from the Gods above
So we won't be slowly fading
Immortal she was made
And I am sure the other flowers are ashamed
But it came a day that I found love
Pure beauty she was
It felt like I was drugged
And I felt pain no more
The rose I left in my past
I was happy about my future
Love gave me wings of joy
So who said that I can't fly
The lonely room I locked forever
And the memories of her I buried
The beautiful rose I left there too
And about her I forgot
Hand in hand me and the love
Saw the beauties of the world
This joy for me lasts forever
Even if it sounds a bit cliché
In a world of lies and betrayal
In a world of loneliness and pain
In a world without love and friendship
In a world without beauty and grace
Here where happiness does not exist
Here where every temple is destroyed
Here where everyone criticizes
Here where you're all alone
This is a cursed place
This is one hell of penalty
This is something that everyone knows
This is murder of hope
Welcome to your biggest nightmare
Welcome to the city of sins
Welcome to the world that kicks you when you're down
Welcome to Hell itself
Goodbye My Heart
Forget about the passion
Close yourself within
The flame is gone
Killed from a fate so cruel
Only pain is here now
A deep wound lies open
Be quiet you broken heart of mine
Quiet! Don't waste a beat
Leave me alone in the silence
Don't open the door
Don't let the light in
Leave me here in the ashes
In the remains of our love
Forget about me now
Lose yourself in the world
Go, heart of mine
Don't lay a hand on me
Run and never look back
And to me never come back
And in the dark of day
I leave myself to my dreams
I will never wake again
Not today or ever again
A last tear drops from my eye
And last word I speak
"I love you"-they where
Goodbye, heart of mine
Lost and FoundHe has prayed as much
as he said "I love you"
in both cases
they were inaudible
Occasionally you can hear him
when he traces the outline of you
similar to the way
a stroke induced December
remembers to speak spring
like he's seen you before in his dreams
You can hear him
when his eyes linger at your smile
as if he could find faith
from your light
trapped, imbedded in insecurity
his way is a broken record even the deaf could listen to
He will not say I love you
not because he doesn't
but because you can not hear a man
you have yet to meet
but when you do, oh god, you will be brutally aware
Because with love like his
you could drown twice
and not want to come up for air
The Voice of HeavenThe sweetest music fills the atmosphere
The voice of heaven itself
Surfing on waves of air
Sound so pleasant, beyond orgasmic
Listen to the subtle facets of its audible splendor
Every measure, every crescendo, every lick
Everyone is savored
Never have ears been so graced
Graced by such a precious lullaby
Transcendent silvery tones caress the soul
Knees begin to buckle
Everything fades in haunting mist
Oh, harmonious ballad!
The notes sparkle along their silky path
So smooth, so lovely
Sing them forever
Sing sweet love,
Your beautiful heart let shine!
Light up the darkness
Play your songs again and again
Play your songs in my heart
In the heart you've captured and chained to yours
If only everyone could know their magick
Those notes will resonate in me til I die and ever after
I love you, voice of heaven
two can play at this gamehelp.
my heart beats
and my lungs
swell with air,
but I swore
my life would
cease to be
if I could
no longer call
you mine. please
By Suzanne Karbach 27th July 2014
sugarclawyou sang, watermystic
rosehips swaying two hearts
to a shell
and i, niagara
fell beneath, earth tesselate
seeping in infinite squares
but this is no desert love
story you are telling, lies
stretched over acres
o' your sweetscented mouth
One Year // TimelessOne Year // Timeless
I wanted to write something,
About being with you for
A whole year.
But I can’t. (So I won’t)
Because it doesn’t feel like
A whole year.
I feel like I just met you,
I feel like I’ve always known you,
There is something meaningless about
“A whole year”.
It feels timeless.
One Year // Timeless
I know from eighth grade Science Class
That energy cannot be
Created (nor destroyed).
This, I’m quite sure, is the case with how I feel about you.
I think this feeling goes beyond me,
It stretches back through time,
And has lived many lives.
It started, I believe, as a far off sun.
All passion and fire and boiling,
Existing that way for many billions of years,
Until it compressed and
All that energy released into the cosmos,
Undamaged, undestroyed, (uncreated).
For a while after that, it existed as the stars.
Every last twinkling one in the sky,
It nestled a bit of itself into.
Don't you think that I'm in love with her now
She's just another face in the crowd
Even though she has a beautiful voice
But still she's someone that I don't know!
Living in her own-made up world
Dark and secret, for everybody out of reach
If you come close, she goes totally anarchic
How can I get to know her?
She's always so dissatisfied
Does not like anybody's good heart
And I pray here to every God I know
To give her a bit of decency!
But those eyes of hers-blue
Deep, expressive, so beautiful
Hairs-no so long but quite charming
And you can feel the ecstasy
Obsessed with this beauty
And you want her just for yourself, even for a hour
In an intimate way
Oh, my friend unknown,
Maybe your words aren't really lies
It seems I'm dragged in this circle with no end
And without her my heart will never mend.
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