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Snowy SilenceBlue eyes,
Hair like northern breeze
Skin like snow
Face a glow
That puts the rest at ease.
The little girl,
Lost in the woods
Who does all that she please,
And tames the shadows
And wild too,
And brings rage up to peace.
My MaskMy Mask
My hidden pain
I place by day
Behind the mask
And fade away
It rots my soul
My happy face
For in this world
I am misplaced
A ghost that walks
About the hall
I go unnoticed
While I fall
I hide it well
My actings great
But takes me further
Close to fate
I feel the burning
In my heart
It burns forever
In the dark
All passes by
I cannot see
The waking world
That walks by me
I cannot see
I cannot hear
I am crippled
Inside I fear
My body cries
It longs for sleep
A rest is nice
But cannot keep
My sorrow grows
It will not stop
It spreads and soon
I know Ill drop
The knife it sits
Just out of reach
It will not help me
I shall preach
But It hurts inside
My aching mind
Of the visions I see
That trap me, bind
I cannot run...
I cannot hide....
I cant escape
My darker side
So here I sit
Behind the mask
It really is
A dreadful task
I walk about
And learn awhile
And sit and stare
And force a smile.
So no one sees
My hidden cries
That hide behind
My mask of lies.
Fly AwayFly Away
The world, it hurts
My brain, my mind
So take me away
Leave this behind.
My body aches
For sorrow's king
And all this sadness
My feelings dread
The light of day
For happiness goes
My head it hurts
With scary thoughts
Of things that'd rather
So fly me away,
To a happy place,
Beyond this world
Above this place.
On angels wings
I wish to tread
On happy thoughts
Forget the dread!
The cloud it hovers
I see it coming
I'm never free.
So fly me away
To my dreaming land
Where hope is waiting
I'll take her hand....
Fly me away!
Away from this.
Take me away To my space of bliss.
And if you're sad
And wish to come
To my little land
Of wondrous fun
Just give me a call
I'm always here
I will not bite!
Please have no fear.
And I will take you
Far this day
For we have gone
And flown away.
I can tHow can I begin this life anew?
Even though I know you would want me too.
I just don´t know the place I should start,
how do I repair my broken heart?
Searching for direction
which way do I go?
A year almost over but
I have nothing to show.
I´m just treading water,
I´m getting nowhere.
still on the spot
where you left me last year.
I will love you forever,
it´s only you that I want
I should move on I know
but I just can´t.
By Suzanne karbach Sept 2014
the fall of the last monarchy (reworked)butterfly promise
weighs the feather wind, no less
than the plight he is.
Little Darlin'Little darlin' with the precious heart,
rest here a little while longer with me
let me run my fingers in your long hair
I'm so glad that together we are free
you gave me a connection to share.
I had once thought you would leave
forever gone and I would be unforgiven
you said that I simply didn't believe
but you had never stopped being driven.
Feeling your skin now as it is bare
I can see the scars I have left on you
yet they're worn with pride and without scare
you loved me more than I ever knew.
Lay here with me, let me soak you in
into your warm, sweet scent I burrow
run your fingertips along my chin
wipe away my brow's furrow.
Yes, just as you've always done for me
through agonizing heartbreak and pain
even after you left me at that tree
after that, we both stood in sorrow rain.
I had been so foolish, so selfish before
I feared you would never take me again
but I ran hopeful and scared to your door
and it was a lack of love you couldn't feign.
A smile and kiss bound us together
A Garden Full of Butterflies.When youth was sun and cloudless skies
and a garden full of butterflies,
and daisies waiting to be chains
in meadows where it never rained.
When lambs jumped joyous every spring
and I heard every bluebird sing
and all the adults told the truth
in the dream that was my youth.
When Santa granted every wish.
When my pond was filled with golden fish
and a cow leapt high to reach the moon
and Grampa sung a funny tune.
When paper dolls danced in a line
and sugared bread to eat was fine,
and adults never gave me rules
least not before I went to school!
When time was just an honoured guest
he flitted in – but took a rest.
Moving not, he watched me grow
in Happy-Ever-After glow.
All of this, it was my Truth
in lengthened days, where dwelt my youth –
when youth was sun and cloudless skies
and a garden full of butterflies...
Your smileOn seeking solace in your smile,
it soothed my troubled heart,
soon hoped that you would stay around
and this would be the start
of something good that happens when
a happy face beguiles,
a love so true
just me and you
all started with your smile.
Now I sit and just remember and
ponder for a while,
on laughing eyes so blue,
on our love so true
and how you made me smile.
by Suzanne Karbach Sept 2014
ParadiseHis heart matched the beat of a magic song,
his chest was my pillow, and nothing was wrong.
The dark green of his eyes hypnotized me,
I felt it all the way to my soul, finally free.
His skin was smooth, my fingertips felt at home,
stroking his cheek, his arm, letting my hands roam.
Paradise isn't a dream, or a place faraway,
it's being wrapped in his arms, knowing I'm okay.
I am Who I Am and by Me Only MeI am Who I am
A poem by AFlyingPassion
I’m a… freak
a person who has no life,
a person who steal someone’s watchers,
a piece of trash,
a discerning person,
a c*nt, a
a mental person.
A disgusting person
A person who needs to get a life
A person who can’t drive
A person who has problems
Some people wish that I would die,
end up being FOREVER alone.
No matter what people end up calling me hoping to put me down, this is me and ME only.
Have a creative mind
A giggly person
A one of a kind
A lover of animals and family
Genuinely loved by different people
Notice me...I remember..
Those cold nights of isolation..
Those nights worrying about being hit or not....
Waking up in a nightmare..
Trusting no man.
I am stronger,
and I am older.
I am no longer under your roof,
I am no longer under your control.
I have no more bruises from your fists,
from your belt,
from your shoes.
I AM stronger.
I am living..
waking up in cold sweats..
worrying that you are near me..
scared that I would wake up with you near me...
terrified of being hit again..
and hoping to be noticed by you..
I am not that into football.
I tend to write about my feelings,
than say them.
I am not your spawn.
FadeToo ashamed to keep you alive
But too attached to let you die
You want to humiliate me? Fine,
I banish you to nothing at all
But I’ll remake you, change my mind
Again, you’ll be a part of my life
I’ll try to make it all alright
I’ll stay this way, sit and stall
But I’ll know you shouldn’t stay
Can’t fix the broken heart I made
In the end I’ll let you fade
I’ll be too tired to carry on
Whispers at Dawn'Twas dawn she heard him calling...
Miss, say a prayer for me,
For only God doth know mine fate,
And he shall not decree.
I am a ghost upon this earth,
And trapped upon it yet,
Until a kiss from one so fine
My freedom true and set.
Then even God shall have to sway
And let me pass from here,
To roam with others dead as me
With merriment and cheer.
And while I be a phantom lass,
Please do not cry those tears.
For death is not so cruel and harsh,
So put away those fears....
Now off I sail to heaven, love,
Until we meet again.
I'll wait for you as always, girl,
Just yonder, past the plain.
And when your bones are weak and old,
And mortal soul set free,
Go roam and search awhile, love
And you shall be with me.
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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