Full view, please  |
| Deviant Login | Shop |
 | Join deviantART for FREE  |
Take the Tour  |
| Full view, please |
That Thing Called Love... When you speak those three beautiful wordsThat Thing Called Love... by ~tas-poetry
As softly as water droplets gliding down a petal
From gravity’s gentle pull…
When you dissolve me in your romantic metaphors
As sugar does when stirred in warm liquid
With its sweetness melting through…
When your lips meet mine in an ethereal kiss
Embodying love’s sweet languor
As our hearts diffuse…
I see the world through rose-coloured heart-shaped glasses
Where the bitterness is filtered away from my sight
With my eyes, only capable of witnessing beauty
I’m no longer a stranger in a world of spite
For the darkness has been devoured
By the ignition of o
Pathological Liar It is no mysteryPathological Liar by ~tas-poetry
That your lips only speak of fictional stories
You use to compose your identity
Not a word you speak has any resemblance with truth
For you are made of a thick façade of lies
Whether it be big or small, you care not
As long as there is no glimpse of honesty
Underlying in the words you speak
For the revelation of truth is what you fear most
I know that those lies masquerade
An overt denial of unpleasant realities
I know that deep down you are a tormented soul
That lies provide you with relief
A relief you long for
I know that you are a stranger in your own body
But you have lost all credibility now
Your
That Flute Player BOO!That Flute Player by ~50calWolf
Did i scare you? probably not, eh whatever
Sitting in a steel fortress that is my gallant
Guitar playing in the background
Fading in and out of conscience state of mind
Im getting bored, waiting around
What's that girl doing in her car? i wonder
Maybe shes tired, bored like me. stressed out possibly
She'll never know im secretly observing her, i have SUNglasses on
It's not stalking if your not hiding
I've been stalking myself for awhile though, to afraid to come out and say it
Now were getting into the weird stuff, the psychological jungle
Im getting professional help, to cut down this thick forest of confusion
I have thoug
The Opposite And I am not amusedThe Opposite by ~TasteTheRainbowXD
By the lies that you choose
To submit into the world
So that every boy and girl
May hear them.
I am not enthused
With all the boys you've used
and all the hearts you've torn
You've become a bore
By playing your same old game
Over and over again.
I am still bruised
by your hits gone askew
and I couldn't care less
Where your life takes you.
I won't be apart of this anymore
Go play the part of the whore
Who thinks she's having fun
But it's this battle that I've won
And I'm not looking back~
A Writer's Block II Countless thoughts moored in my mindA Writer's Block II by ~tas-poetry
Ravelled in knots of suppressed emotions
Unable to be untangled into lucid words
As I quest for the coffer of inspiration
For I’ve fallen into a literary black hole
With my creativity trapped between barricading walls
Unable to escape from this mental confinement
My mind tries to grasp but the words withdraw
Though an unshared poem hangs on the tip of my tongue
The taste of bitter frustration lingers on
I stab this feeble page with the pen in my hand
Hoping to transform spontaneous fragments into a poem
But still, no words emerge into my consciousness
To fill these blank pages that stare
Accidental Homicide It's a hard realizationAccidental Homicide by ~50calWolf
To know you die the next minute, hour, day
And not many people would give 2 shits
And the oceans would still flow and dance
People will still live their lives
The world will still spin
Thoughts are like wind
Anger is like fire
Happiness is like water
Concentration is like earth
I don't understand women
Or why i lack one
Why go on living if you can't find happiness
Death seems like your best friend
Your best path to your ultimate defeat
The people who will tell you "it's bad, don't do it"
They will never understand the anger, the loneliness
Easy for them to say no
Hard for me not to say yes
Abortion - Dead Before Born Today, I will face my indelible deathAbortion - Dead Before Born by ~tas-poetry
My life will be silenced, though I am still unborn
My Momma’s eyes, stained with sorrow
As she wipes away the tears, her cheeks have worn
But she promises to herself, that she won’t mourn
For I am a product of her illegitimate mistake
A consequence of a love, forbidden and torn
And eradicating me is her only route of escape
Though there is no glimpse of light where I am hidden
I know the world beyond this womb is filled with colour
That there is transcendental beauty my eyes will never see
And a life I will never have the chance to savour
Defenselessly I will descend to ashes
By a
| A random sampling of my favorite writing on DA |
| Photos taken by, titled by, and editing assisted by Tiny Astral ~ my 7 year-old daughter |
Thanks so much for the 
on Wild Thang and beautiful gallery 
35%
35%
20%
10%
0%
|
| Originally from New York, I am fascinated by desert plants and wildlife and subsequently they often become victims of my camera. |
 Creepy, huh? |
HAPPY BIRTHDAY !! 
=uae4u
Narmo 
Nature Photographer. Founder of #SkyAndNatureClub Home for Sky and Nature Lovers!
!!
!
Neutral 
!
