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The sun and the dark lakeThe sun and the dark lake by Daystar-Art
sinister lakes in my heart,
barren shores and poisonous soil,
what was happiness once is gone,
lies in ruins,
thick clouds cover the lakes,
silver mist lies on the rivers,
hides the stars,
the pale starlight can't penetrate
the shroud of doubts,
I miss you,
you were the sun,
and you turned away,
those dark waters were not for you,
before I had the chance to ask you
to shine on them,
so that they can be clear once more.
Expensive dreamsExpensive dreams by Daystar-Art
still waters run deep,
I'm a quiet one,
a little woman,
with small dreams,
big nightmares of blood and steel,
tiny dreams of summer and art,
of beer, of rock&roll, eurotrips,
dreams of never losing
a single friend,
though I know everything has an end,
dreams I am ashamed of and shouldn't have,
of you coming back to me,
of your touch healing my scars,
of you never letting me go,
dreams of never losing sleep again,
of actually being able to dream,
thought I was dreaming of simple things,
turns out I was dreaming of
the most expensive things
One-word letterlittle kids writeOne-word letter by Daystar-Art
to Santa Claus,
begging for kittens,
or modern technology junk,
my letter stays empty,
save for a single
see, it's really not fair,
I have a heart as big as this planet
and it's a shame how empty it is
Selfish, weak and horribleSelfish, weak and horrible by Daystar-Art
I am a selfish,
all down in the dumps, but
please, hold my hand,
don't let me escape,
there's a bottomless chasm
under my feet,
and because I am weak,
I need you
to hold on to me,
to move me away,
whatever you do, please,
don't let me
drag me away, let me
hold on tight,
carry me back into the light,
I may be a selfish,
all down in the dumps,
but if you're there,
I'm there for you too,
don't let me fall through.
JR's Deviant Theater #2Now playing: :iconbackasswardsk: :icondraken413o: :iconemerald-depths: :iconaurorawienhold:JR's Deviant Theater #2 by JR-Imagery
I haven't done one of these in a while, so I figured it's high time that I get off my lazy butt and do one.
In my humble opinion, he is my favorite photographer on Deviantart, he is one of the best I have seen, I am always amazed by the work he puts on here, and I look forward to seeing more.
Not only does she have a clever name, but she also has amazing talent as a writer, her passion can be seen in her writing, her experiences through life have shaped her into the gifted writer that she is.
She is such a great photomanipulator, her art is the so pleasing to the eyes, I can look at her art for days, especia
Sometimes I Lose ThingsSometimes I lose things.Sometimes I Lose Things by tribble-of-doom
Sometimes it's little things.
Things like my ipod or my keys.
Bobby pins and chapsticks often evanesce without warning or cause.
Sometimes I lose bigger things.
Things like my favorite sweater or my school bag.
Things like the reason I came into a room,
Or the memories of what I had for breakfast that morning.
Sometimes I lose my train of thought, or the point I was trying to make or an idea.
Sometimes I lose arguments.
Sometimes I lose friends.
I like to think all the things I lose go to the same place.
A plain white place full of hair ties and dollar store bracelets,
And I like to think they all wait there, patiently.
Wait there to be found.
One day I lost my passion.
It floated away like a helium balloon drifting toward the sun.
But I couldn't let it go.
I chased it into the sky,
Past the moon and the stars and the milky-way,
I followed it into the white place,
I faced a sea of bobby pins and hair ties and chap-sticks.
I faced all those lost arguments and id
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