| A rarity for me: a prose piece. I'm hoping to expand on this short story so the characters have actual identities, but for now I'm proud of the outcome (another rarity). It signifies the balance of lust and love, with a mix of passion and desire. |
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Hard to kill habitsIt hurts to find that your habits Are hard to kill, incapable of dying;Hard to kill habits
So when you call me 'baby,' (A title I once despised by others) Think of her, like you're doing anyway.
I'm one of many, I'm realizing, The title I thought was so personal Means absolutely nothing, I'm finding.
Stop hiding your dirty little secrets, Or at least lay your phone down And give me my attention, I'm begging
Pleading you with my deep hurt eyes; I must mean absolutely nothing. Just one in a million; a young, clingy thing.
Your habits die hard, &n
by ~DarknessInRomance
Shakespearean SerenadesUnable to speak three words In a Shakespearean way… Or so I hear, so thee sayShakespearean Serenades
But the words flowing from thy lips, It sounds like the purest form of poetry; So love me, with that purity, love me simply.
And I shall utilize Shakespeare's words I shall serenade thee, capture thee, In the same way thee have done to me.
by ~DarknessInRomance
Music to my earsLove songs make more sense When I put them to the tune Of your eyes, face, lips, and hair.Music to my ears
Do you know you've ruined me, No man could treat me half as well. Do you know you're everything?
But oh, how you've contaminated me; Do you know? Have I told you? You are life's greatest mystery.
You are the beauty in my dreams, The sunset to a perfect day, The crisp breeze in autumn's nights;
You are music, when you're sleeping, Breathing oh so heavily, peacefully, With skin on my skin, dream of me.
…won't you, dream
by ~DarknessInRomance
The art of coffeeCoffee lives between my fingers Trails along my legs, breathing Visions of sugary hearts and fairiesThe art of coffee
You can't see that I am an artist Creating beautiful things
Out of espresso and milk Hot chocolate is in my veins, flowing
It's nothing but a drink
That you barely glance at Swallowing it nonchalantly To energize your vile human body
But that is simply life Art is unappreciated And I am seen as a worker bee
by ~DarknessInRomance
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Days of AweLooking up, everything seems perfect, a gallery of awe, deliriously frightening.Days of Awe
With our limbs and mind, do we find mistakes and gaps, most of them our own, planting doubt.
Growing tall, so many memories beneath us, seen fully now, all of those teases and traps.
As this time ends, our eyes become heavy, providing respite, from the days past.
by ~Venaeli
Lifeless LureOf the morning's first glimmer, so much gets in the way,Lifeless Lure
You learn to live without the first gentle warmth of the day.
Each hour captured by the will of another, thoughtlessly devoured without any say.
Life is too short, or so they portray, and it suddenly matters how we act in our play,
Yet it goes on, without living, answering whims to earn our way.
With a soul ill at ease we rarely, if ever, do as we please, ever dreaming of tomorrow, today.
by ~Venaeli
NaNoWriMo!
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| I am a Phoenix. I am older than my years. I am a poet. I am cookie dough. I am a storyteller. I am an English nerd. I am a grammar Nazi. I am an inventor of words. I am a worshiper of great writers. I am a praiser of amazing musicians. I am a romantic a heart. I am an adventurer at spirit. I am a lover and a fighter. I wear my heart on my sleeve, but I'm learning to protect it. Once you get to know me though, you'll realize I'm stronger than I let on. I spill my soul into poetry and my passion into prose. I am just a simple girl, listening to her Muse. My dream is to travel the world and make my way with writing. I'm a small-town raised girl with big city dreams, so I escaped. I'm learning, albeit slowly sometimes, how to fly. |
Devious Info
- Current Residence: The Peach State.
- Interests: Nerding it up, bookworming, writing pointless poems, creating the perfect coffee drink.
- Favourite movie: Toss up between: Across the Universe and Beauty and the Beast.
- Favourite band or musician: The Beatles and The Spill Canvas.
- Favourite genre of music: The classics on piano and a vast amount of rock.
- Favourite poet or writer: Currently: Kate Chopin. However, this is everchanging.
- Favourite style of art: Anime-ish style, expressive/abstract photography.
- Operating System: Windows Vista.
- MP3 player of choice: A very cheap Sansa 2GB.
- Wallpaper of choice: asofterworld comic strips.
- Favourite game: Another everchanging matter, but I'm addicted to GH: World Tour right now.
- Favourite gaming platform: Xbox 360.
- Favourite cartoon character: Haruhara Haruko, from FLCL, with her crazy antics.
- Personal Quote: "No regrets, take nothing back, until only a ghost remains."
- Tools of the Trade: WordPad, paper and pen, napkins, notepad scraps, bookpages, and my jeans.
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Just wanted to leave you some lovin' on your page for the WHOLE WORLD TO SEE!
if yunno
the whole world wanted to see
but the whole world only wishes to see what they want to see
and normally, what they want to see is LAME...
so if you feel like you're being ignored from the world, GOOD!
The world has bad taste. haha
My randomly long comment is now...finish!
I had a good birfday too. :3
Stinky world...hehe.
Oh, and happy anniversary!!!
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"The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils." - William Shakespeare
Hang in there, hon. *hugs*
Thank you, for thinking of me and letting me know and supporting me.
I think I'm slowly getting back to okay. *hugs back*
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"The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils." - William Shakespeare
You're such a sweetheart, making me all happy-faced!
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"The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils." - William Shakespeare
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Everyone and everything has the potential to be ART. I think that's why I love it so much.
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