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My fingertips bleed with every impulse I seize
As emotion spills over the black and white keys.
For the music paints a picture and gives it breath,
Plays my soundtrack through life to death.
I dare you to laugh, I dare you to scream,
Let the melody run through you like a ripple in a stream.
Without expression, what would we be?
If I hid it all inside, I know I would not be free.
So I'll write a verse of love tied with strings from the heart,
Set to rhyme with the piano, it'll be my work of art.
When loneliness sleeps in your bones and darkens the soul,
You better play it out before it swallows you whole.
Cross Country Running
I don't run for a prize.
Or against anyone except me, myself and I.
It's the yearning inside my body and soul
That wills me to take stride after stride
And set my limits aside.
I will keep running until I reach my goal
At the end of this winding road.
I have run through hell and back again,
Fighting the wind and hills that mockingly grin.
Fast or slow doesn't matter as long as I go.
I face the pain that may come my way because
I know strength is hidden in my aching bones.
Through the sweat that I have shed,
I will rise up stronger and shine brighter than the sun.
Running is my escape.
It sends my mind to a quiet place.
Fresh air fills my lungs as my heart beats like a drum.
It echoes through my veins and warms my soul.
I just strap on my favorite shoes and my spirit can soar.
I am not running towards a finish line,
I am running for the freedom of feeling alive.
you're the reason for my fraying edgesA piece of me snagged
on your fingertips, now
I'm spending the rest
of my life unraveling
About a girl(French version below)
Naiad, braving the tumultuous streams without risk
Your crystalline beauty illuminates these shabby, spineless and muddy reeds,
The softness of your skin like a caress that even the sea air couldn't bring me;
Oh My, I'd like to snatch this ivy leaf which covers you way too much!
I accomplished the most perilous labour just by staring at you;
My Hesperide, your breathtakingly high curves entice this pilgrim, blinded mortal,
And force naked and fool men to carry their own Iliad out to conquer you.
The singing of your voice shall guide us through this long, calm watercourse to the Elysium.
Your smile, forbidden sin, makes me break all my oathes.
For a brief moment, I vow to let myself be fooled by these pipe dreams of fantasy -
I want to dedicate this lyric song you've inspired me to the Gods, Polyhymnia,
You got me sailing on the river of dreams.
About a girl
Naïade, bravant sans péril les flots tumultueux
My Dark OneMeet me near the
Drape me in your
Only you can give
Never forget our
PermanenceNot a day goes by that I do not think if you. That I do not wish to hold you close and never let go. I never thought I'd be so happy. So happy and in love. So joyful in life.
You've changed me for the better in more ways than you could ever know.
It'd probably take an eternity to explain how much I love you. I couldn't express said emotions. The feeling of longing and devotion rather well. The feeling of never wanting to let go.
I've never been one for sappy love letters and long winding esoteric lectures ,yet I'm writing this. I'm a walking contradiction.
I've never been one for romantic things , yet my words are flowing through my veins so poeticly. Like an electric current of passion. A sea of never ending happiness.
You're the only person who could make me feel this way.
I long to embrace you more than life itself. Without you ,my heart has no meaning. It beats as I breathe. It beats with a feverish pace. An unwilling desire to never end.
Seeing GhostsBefore the mirror she is seated,
the beauty that she sees before her
confounds her hesitant gaze.
Her reflection too
seems to keep her eyes averted,
as though she also possessed
the gift of sight, liveliness
of mind. Sentient she might be
and see too clearly how
that captivating face
had only eyes and love for her,
who was only a figment,
the stuff of unreality!
Both gazers blinded by their vision,
by eyes much too expressive,
by the ache of unattainable yearning
- much too intense for either gaze to meet.
Guardian AngelLet me kiss your heart,
to take all your pain away.
Let me hug you
to make you feel safe.
Let me kiss your eyes,
to drink your tears and wipe them away.
Let me touch your soul,
and fill it with my love.
Let me be your only guardian angel,
ready to protect you till the end.
death is the space between his heartbeati. she has spent so much time howling at the moon that she isn't sure what the sun looks like, anymore, and her heartbeat has stuttered to a standstill in her chest and she is neither here nor there, not dead or alive but she is everything in-between and people wonder why her favorite color was grey.
ii. in truth she speaks now only to those she deems worthy of her words. elongated conversations and more than two words, be them verbal or text, requires an amount of willpower that is growing smaller each day and she wants to ask for help but she's already used up her allotted slots of words for the day and come the morn she will have forgotten by then.
iii. she is not angry so much as she is hurt and, god, she isn't even sure why it's taken so long for the pain to come. fuck, it isn't as though this is new in any fucking way yet she expects different, wishes and hopes and perhaps she should have known better.
iv. he can't find it in himself to care about anything as of late. frie
just like the starsstars
so far away
countless diamonds scattered across the skies
silver-eyed and peacefull
if you watch them from afar
just like you
if I love you from afar
you are just like them
in your embrace I am burning
slowly dissolving in torches of your
and I have no one else to blame
You left me out in the cold to freeze
After you stole my heart and nearly shattered me.
I will not go back down this road again,
But it is a long way that leads back home.
I refuse to lie down in this grave you have dug for me
While I still have some of my love to give.
But nobody wants you when you're broken,
Nobody wants you when you're black and blue.
Mr. Doctor can you fix me?
Or is it too risky?
Please Mr. Doctor, I will take any risk.
I want to come in from the cold,
And feel the warmth of joy within my soul.
Can you put back the light in my eyes,
So I can see the way home?
I think I am going to need a second opinion
Because the pills do not take me high enough.
All these stitches cannot mend a smile,
Or put the pieces of my heart back together.
Please Mr. Doctor can your fix me?
Or am I unfixable?
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