We fought for hours-- it was a blast.
But the time for reckoning has come at last!
As you see, I am holding a knife.
Victory is now, the end of my strife.
As I laugh... about how it has been fun.
Alas, I find... You are holding a gun.
Dear heart, please tell me...that things are really as they seem.
Are these visions, or just meaningless dreams.
Tell me what to do, instead of just bursting at the seams.
Don't let these tear drops turn into steady streams.
A beauty to forever behold; a nightmare steadily come to life?
Dread the thought forever more, be it she won't let me take her as a wife.
Dear heart, please tell me...that things are really as they seem.
Are these visions, or just meaningless dreams.
Tell me what to do, instead of just bursting at the seams.
Don't let these tear drops turn into steady streams.
A beauty to forever behold; a nightmare steadily come to life?
Dread the thought forever more, be it she won't let me take her as a wife.
Let me feel your body against mine, an eternal moment locked in time. Through this dream I've found you, a glorious love I'll hold true.
I have to tell you before you wake, just how much I feel's at stake... Your presence in my life, I need. So won't you be my wife indeed?
My soul craves your every word. Your ways leave me feeling so allured. This love I'll let nothing obscure, so know I love you, and that I want it heard. <3
A rare moon night, a gentle breeze flows like a spring stream, slowly upon the horizon the moon falls past the night sky, slowly swaying to come back upon you another night. For one night, it may be present and yet you wouldn't even know. The moon passes above you as the chapters of your life unfold. Graciously you look behind, faithfully you look ahead. The moon illustrates a memory, another reason to think it isn't just another night. So the next time you see her above you, why not love her with all your might?
I've been doing a lot of thinking-- I've been having a lot of dreams. Perhaps what my heart seeks has come right before me. My thoughts often wander, my gaze has set upon sights yet seen: maybe towards my destiny. The emotion overcomes me, like a ferocious full moon tide. The gentle tug of my soul, pulling at my withered mind.
We fought for hours-- it was a blast.
But the time for reckoning has come at last!
As you see, I am holding a knife.
Victory is now, the end of my strife.
As I laugh... about how it has been fun.
Alas, I find... You are holding a gun.
Dear heart, please tell me...that things are really as they seem.
Are these visions, or just meaningless dreams.
Tell me what to do, instead of just bursting at the seams.
Don't let these tear drops turn into steady streams.
A beauty to forever behold; a nightmare steadily come to life?
Dread the thought forever more, be it she won't let me take her as a wife.
Dear heart, please tell me...that things are really as they seem.
Are these visions, or just meaningless dreams.
Tell me what to do, instead of just bursting at the seams.
Don't let these tear drops turn into steady streams.
A beauty to forever behold; a nightmare steadily come to life?
Dread the thought forever more, be it she won't let me take her as a wife.
Let me feel your body against mine, an eternal moment locked in time. Through this dream I've found you, a glorious love I'll hold true.
I have to tell you before you wake, just how much I feel's at stake... Your presence in my life, I need. So won't you be my wife indeed?
My soul craves your every word. Your ways leave me feeling so allured. This love I'll let nothing obscure, so know I love you, and that I want it heard. <3
A rare moon night, a gentle breeze flows like a spring stream, slowly upon the horizon the moon falls past the night sky, slowly swaying to come back upon you another night. For one night, it may be present and yet you wouldn't even know. The moon passes above you as the chapters of your life unfold. Graciously you look behind, faithfully you look ahead. The moon illustrates a memory, another reason to think it isn't just another night. So the next time you see her above you, why not love her with all your might?
I've been doing a lot of thinking-- I've been having a lot of dreams. Perhaps what my heart seeks has come right before me. My thoughts often wander, my gaze has set upon sights yet seen: maybe towards my destiny. The emotion overcomes me, like a ferocious full moon tide. The gentle tug of my soul, pulling at my withered mind.
The cruel functions of the heart
betrays my better judgement
Misery consumes me;
I am trapped in this lament.
I stand somewhere inbetween
What I need and what I want
one way the road may hurt me-
But will the other appease my heart?
I stand here now, staring at the signs.
Which way is the happy ending?
The answer I cannot fantasize.
Voices taunt me; to go whichever way.
I hesitate to act-- afraid to be lead astray.
Some voices soothe, others will yell...
I can't discern who to trust--
I can't distinguish who means me well.
What if the doubts are right,
and the hopes are the liars?
My thoughts deceive me-- my soul
cannot h
人間の
欲に限りは
あるのかな
問い掛けるのに
答えを望む
Ningen no
Yoku ni kagiri wa
Aru no ka na
Toikakeru no ni
Kotae wo nozomu
Is there
A limit to
The human greed?
You ask, and yet
You desire the answer
Literature Groups by FanaticalPublishing, literature
Literature
Literature Groups
A listing of groups here on DA devoted to literature(including fan fiction), divided by poetry and prose.
EDIT: groups devoted to song lyrics also now listed.
I aim to help groups by giving them some publicity and also to help writers find groups that can help them spread their work about; if you know of any group not on the list, please tell me. And if you are a member of any group listed here and you want me to include something about it, like 'we have regular writing contests' then just say so and I'll include them.
I am a flawed being, so it is entirely possible that I have made a mistake with any one group's listing; if you notice tha
Hated, ignored. Trouble, discomfort, negativity-- yearning to know what was wrong with me. Everyone is mean. I just don't understand why. Smile happily as I slowly die. Slowly, surely, deep inside. Why was I put here? Why do I have this misery to endure? Rot, mold, mildew, stains... a house as disgusting as the emotions of pain. Love? Where is it-- I look but cannot find. The pillow overhead, my breathe comes to a stop. Eyes covered, leaving me blind. This pain, this suffering-- how did I endure? Hoping-- waiting, for a non-existent cure. It's really hard to miss a place with so much pain. Fighting-- struggling: these feelings must be slain.
I'm a writer and a poet, and totally envious of people who can draw and paint well. I wish I had that much talent, but I'm only good with words. I'm a really spiritual person, always have been, so sometimes my work could have a deep hidden meaning behind it. I love feedback and would invite criticism and tips on how to improve my writing. I also like making new friends ^^; Just send me a note!
Favourite Visual Artist
Leonardo De Vinci
Favourite Movies
I don't care that much for movies.
Favourite TV Shows
Fullmetal Alchemist(and Brotherhood), I love anime in general, and to be completely honest I've seen tons of them.
Like the rainy season, I'll flood your Nile, with my overwhelming flow. The kind of sex that'll rock your world, and leave your body glowed.
As our bodies merge, we get caught in the undertow. Pulling harder and harder, until our souls share all they've ever known.
Thank you ^^ I've been writing them since I was 16, the first 2 years I did on paper, but that book is long gone, so I started keeping them on my old computer, which fried with no back-up, so that's twice I was put back on square one. So that's been about 8 years now... I've probably written thousands because I wrote an average of one a day (some days several, sometimes I didn't write for a while)