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RainartI polymorphed into an immortal crow falling down
As silent teardrops of crying separated clouds
Love retired, my heart became a forsaken town
as judgement that I sentenced to blindness
Everyday somethings changing n running away
Feeling the calm before the storm
Crying wasn't hard before than today
Missing the spring rain with voiceless screams
Living the pain of a javelin in deathly daydreams.
Sometimes still drinking jack
not only dressing' black
Living as a stranger in my mortal body
Listening to the melody of whispering winds
I believe someday the rain will return
and all my tears fly by in the heartaches.
Darker than BlackI believed that
Life was behind a mountain that I've seen far beyond the horizon
As though I would find myself up there.
Yet the climax was so different
I could recall the past
the secrets I've hidden from myself
I could see the future
The rocks falling from cliff
Hear my the voice of my heart
and the death it silently brings
My eyes were full moon in a rainy night
Time was slowing down, sun was fading in black sea
I was preparing to rest while stars are waking up
There are a lot of things to be lived
The scent of flowers I couldn't make mine
The blossoms of trees I couldn't touch
What was that, the price I've paid
Like the tears of women imprisoned in eternity
Why I was sentenced in this darkness
It was one last letter that I've written,
How far was the life, how close the death
Why living was so hard as dying so easy
When the darkness became darker than black
The Days Shall Come
The days shall come; silent, alone, with nights cold and dark,
The days shall come, tastless is the food, I am without you, the roads I am passing is swamp.
The days like the ones I have lived before you, shall come,
and words would be useless to tell the story of my eyes.
Rainy days shall come when tears shall flow from my cheeks like creeds,
Parts would break off from my heart, an unending land slide.
Days that I have understood that no one would look at me like you do, days that I got lost in mirrors,
Days that I would know that you are smiling in somewhere though the smile I have fades away.
Though these days shall pass as the others do,
My heart is like a rock, eroded by waves,
It shall go on beating, like the waves.
And I shall, with the dreams never fullfilled and the words I have cried out to cosmos,
Would be tasting the sulfur left in air from the fire once burned in my soul,
In this hell called which I carry it's heaven within.
Could you tell me,
How many nights you have cried all alone?
I am asking, how many times ?
you have banished the clouds and become the rain
and where you have laid your eyes upon
when the things in your heart became too much and poured from your eyes?
Did you search the love in flowers or in stars?
Can the crystall clear drops in your heart, extinguish
the fire that burns you within..
Do not embrace the silence, the darkness.
I stand by your side, all alone.
Laugh as much as you can.
Let the rains turn to Rainbow.
It was a hot day of November,
warm of light faded when the day after.
I was sitting alone at the park reading newspaper.
As yesterday, my pain and screams, silently I remember.
Two people came around me who were dressing black leather.
Their face were look like police or something like soldier.
I was feeling their anger behind the sunglasses.
A little conversation started about university,
their curiosity were cold and dark.
It was about the secret communities.
They were kind at the beginning,
I told, I'm just a student of that university.
Then, I told seriously, I'm not involved about politics.
Of course they didn't believe,
I understood that from their mimics.
I wish to explain feelings with the voiceless screams.
I just asked to sky why you left me alone,
I wish to know where you have gone.
Never be sad, my tears just for your love,
I know you will sent us, many dove.
That's the first night without you.
I saw you dressed all white now.
My heart still beating your breath,
You didn't lose the battle with death.
I wish to feel you hear my voice from there.
My heart implore to you...
Please sometimes come to my dream.
You and me, We were so great team.
Your glorious love created me.
I grew up with your honesty.
You showed me how to be powerful,
No longer weakness cant take me.
We shine with the Sun, We cry on the moon,
I still have your smile.
Your silent wisdom living in my heart,
My soul will keep your love and purity.
That heart will never stop to bleed you.
I promise you...
Unknown II - Love Remembered
I thought,I found you..
But I was wrong.
Your love so strong..
I was searching you..
I dont know who you are?
I'm sorry for you
I dont have power to find you..
Where are you ?
We still meet in dreams..
Your face's hiding in shadows.
I'm crying to find you..
My heart's burning like you.
I feel you..
I dont know which is right ?
I'm going outside from my lair
I'm fighting with evils beyond the fire..
Every battle, for the sake of your desire..
You're stroking my hair when we meet again..
Clouds're turning to lovely red without pain,
You're kissing me before the rain..
My dreams're turning to nightmares..
When you fade to black.
There is a big crack on my heart..
I'm so weak when I wake up..
You are right, I cant grow up.
I love you like a cherub..
One day I wish to embrace you.
I dont know who you are,
But I love you..
Unknown I - Love Eternal
I'm strolling at the streets..
I find you in every darkness.
I don't know anything about you.
I share my love with nobody because it's yours.
When sunlight comes, I'm turning back to my grave.
and I'm ressurecting when darkness comes again..
You're shining on the sky like gold..
I see a big smile when I look in to your face.
I couldn't tell you that my trouble's because my fear,
I was trying to tell about my love.
but I couldn't..
I was living for hope when I met you,
I'm happy to see you in my dream..
We can't speak and I can't listen to your voice in my dreams anymore.
But you stopped the time when I look in to your face.
How many years've past, I don't know..
We met every night,
I was fighting with death to reach you.
But you make me feel alone when I come back to earth..
I lived with you in my dream..
I woke up in mornings when you disappear.
I cried with voiceless screaming..
I don't know how we finish this nightmare.
But I hope when I wake up and hug you it's over..
Colours Part II: White to Gray
Altough I feel the colours, I couldnt see..
The green of grass,
The blue of Sky,
and those colourful flowers,
You've been creating the all colours..
I was White when i was born..
I live the colours with your light.
I reached to you by Rainbow..
You showed me, the passion,
Then my soul gone to you..
And there was a Black inside me..
I see that when you hide behind the mountains..
I've forgotten it when you've embraced me.
Essentially i was gray..
You were the One who created me..
You were the Sun.
Renkleri hissettim ama göremedim..
Ve o rengarenk cicekleri..
Sen yaratiyordun bütün o renkleri..
Renkleri senin isiginla yasadim.
Sana gökkusagiyla ulastim..
Tutkuyu gösterdin bana..
O zaman verdim ruhumu sana..
Birde Siyah vardi içimde,
Daglarin arkasina saklandiginda anladim..
MoonheartThe moon's sister.
You ate her.
The haughty daughter
of the sun.
We never knew her.
like a mermaid
in your blood.
How else could
you be so warm
in winter here?
other august fire
are you burning
have so much
this blue universe between
halcyon golden time beside
by your own?
This is the only explanation.
Some goddess's name and light
no mortal has ever known.
Enchantress.She's dressed in moonlight, silver laid on white,
her hands are empty and her breasts are full,
entranced by the shadow's handmaiden's pull
I watch so captivated by the sight.
Surely a spell lays upon me tonight,
my eyes are wide though my thoughts have been lulled,
she's dressed in moonlight, silver laid on white,
her hands are empty and her breasts are full.
Shall I wake tomorrow to awful fright,
captured by a succubus to be culled,
or shall I wake to a land not so dull,
live out my dreams with a girl of delight,
who's dressed in moonlight, silver laid on white.
The Psalms of Psyche: An Ariathe priests have read the shells and bones
the priests have read the clouds
the priests have read the blood
of serpents in tall grass
the tongues of smoke
demand an ancient recompense
the tongues of smoke
for immortal blood
yours and mine
to purge this city
of its sin
someone must die
there can be
no going back
there is no
no homecoming now
the people we are
will be dead and gone
come tomorrow morning
in the grove within the orchard
of our grandsires' farms receding
with our axes cut the timbers
for the pyres for trials proceeding
and the drums' hearts like thunder
and the flames so high repeating
all the city's sin asunder
purge with flames the gods unbleeding
and our hearts each like a chalice
drink the gods our living liquors
in the dervish of our bodies
resurrecting our ancestors
veil of death now like a vapor
dine the ghosts now all together
on the flesh of new immortals
at the table in the heather
My Mouse at MidnightPallid darkness to light.
Insipid poisons to elated exchanges tonight.
Better than Heather,
one may say.
In grayscale weather,
you evoke sepia lights in arctic array.
Hindsight in proper perspective.
Gazing at you has become my favorite elective.
Though my life feels like the anthem of paincore..
You offer blast beats and appropriate hiatuses to my score.
Though my spine is sore, you stabilize,
and, for verses, you beg for more.
I happily oblige.
Your lips are my notes
and the tempo can't be quick enough.
The way my brain plays this day..
has not been felt enough.
Better than Heather,
one may say.
All I want is to make music all night into day.
Better than Heather,
one may say.
you add some grace notes to my day.
The Windrose Textsyour nightingales
your airy heralds
to my window
i clutch them
in my hand
sing so well
how the day's
Mia Regina Di Cuori
Every winter, I was searching you in the piece of snow on the pine.
Every autumn, I cried with you when the trees started to whine.
Every spring, My hopes bloomed with the flowers but I was quite.
Every summer beneath the rain, my heart was drinking wine.
I dont know what does time means,
I didnt ask why the grass is green,
I lived you when I touched to ocean,
You were so pure, I heared your chant so clean.
Thousand years ago, people was searching the lost treasures, after byzantine.
I saw lots of city ruined, just because of greed, they lived apocalypse.
I read the stories, people weren't pure,
I understood the love was the treasure.
Thats why my travel was into deepest waters with the submarine.
I was trying to reach you under the aquamarine.
Your soul was so pure, you were so sincere,
You were my heart special, you were the one.
I understood, Also You were living with me before sixteen.
Anymore our eyes started to shine.
On my heart I saw your sign.
I started to write with you that
The Parlour IncidentOne day in July, I believe it was, I found myself sitting with several acquaintances in Christopher's parlour. It was one of those deliciously lazy afternoons which only the summer in her full glory can bring. The room had a wan, listless light to it, relaxing the other guests and myself as we languidly chatted over tea and crumpets. The air was also sluggishly heavy, dulling the senses to a slowly-blended calm engendered by the heat of St. Othniel's southerly climate.
At length, after much stimulating conversation, Christopher stood, producing a book of sheet music.
"What do you all say to a bit of music?" he asked.
"Certainly," I answered.
"Oh yes, please do darling!" Tabitha exclaimed, "he's quite the maestro."
Christopher laughed, shaking his head.
"Now, now love, I'd not go that far."
He strode over to the piano as the other guests urged him on. Ida entered the room bearing a merrily steaming teapot and more crumpets.
"More tea sirs?" she inquired, shooting sideways glances at her
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