Newest
PathsHer mind fell to the earth spilling everything. All her thoughts suddenly became nothing more than rust. The troubles so heavy on her shoulders ceased to exist, it was the end of the struggle. The pieces of her head were arranged in path for her to follow. She thought herself as quite brilliant. She followed the path and found that she was just plain.Paths
He found the girl, she was plain. She then began to spill her mouth, telling everything. He saw her blink, her eyes were brilliant. She met his eyes with hers, they stared so long, they thought they would rust. The space shrank b
by ~TeeJers93
Ode to BeautyYou're back there.Ode to Beauty
I can feel you digging. Deeper and deeper into the wrinkly gray matter. Gasping for air.
Trying not to give up.
You sit there, I can feel you struggling. Waiting to escape. Looking for a crack.
You're pounding on my skull, right there.
I can feel every move you make. Seeking the truth. Crusading for happiness.
You are still there. I can feel your never ending devotion. Moving memories around. Stopping traces of perfection.
Someday I'll see you. Silence your screams,
And believe
by ~TeeJers93
ConfettiThe party is over.Confetti
I am like the confetti, I must go.
You will leave tomorrow, different from today.
Without me there.
You see me occasionally. But you are different.
One morning you awake,
Finding a piece of confetti in your hair.
by ~TeeJers93
FallingWill you do it already? I am just red with black spots and a stem. Am I just too crunchy? You could choose anyone of them.Falling
I have already fallen from the tree. I lay here and lose color. I wish to deteriorate and be free. I long to spend my few days becoming duller.
The large dark sole of your shoe lingers over me. I wait for the harsh crunch to come. I look up to see, You peering over me so dumb.
I receive a hunch. I hear myself crunch.
by ~TeeJers93
Favourites
Life is good.
ArtisticdeviantID
No deviantID yet.
Devious Info
- Current Residence: Georgia
- Interests: Artistic stuff
- Favourite movie: Monty Python and the Holy Grail
- Favourite band or musician: Simon and Garfunkel
- Favourite genre of music: I can't pick
- Favourite poet or writer: Augusten Burroughs and Sylvia Plath
- Favourite style of art: All
- MP3 player of choice: The cheap one
- Shell of choice: i'm not a hermit crab
- Wallpaper of choice: wallpaper is gross
- Skin of choice: mine is just fine
- Favourite game: duck, duck, goose
- Favourite cartoon character: Bugs Bunny
- Personal Quote: Learning to love yourself, is the greatest love of all.
- Tools of the Trade: pen/pencil and paper, typewriter(i'm old-fashioned), or a nice keyboard
deviantART Community Board
Comments
Site Map
©2009 deviantART. All rights reserved
--
--
--
<3
--
raindancer67: far more opinionated with far less to say.
--
This is 10 percent luck
20 percent skill
15 percent concentrated power of will
5 percent pleasure
50 percent pain
And a 100 percent reason to remember his name...
Drifter. Castaway. Warrior. Hero.
He is Serok ben Rashid.
He is T'tunda.
Previous Page12Next Page