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Run Away (While There's Time)
You keep tossing pebbles
into the pond of my soul
ignoring the danger that act represents,
forgetting how I have nothing to lose...
Let me remind you:
innocence was never rewarded with anything
and the day might come,
when I will ask you
to receive white vipers of my love
into the crimson depths of your heart...
Do not tempt me...
you are of no match
to the power of abyss I carry.
Even without intention, I could crush you
like collected petals
of the sacred flowers
Run away as far as you can,
while there's still time
and give yourself the advantage
while that is still possible.
Because, one of these days I'll come after
and then you will not escape...
Run away and maybe,
there's still a chance
to disappear in the layers of my memory
and evade the chains of my love.
It is murder of the soul
what you would at first call a romance,
and only tomb awaits the one who dares
lifting the dark veil off my face.
it just slipped through my fingers
spilling from the broken container
like the blood from a broken heart
and it took a piece of who I am with it...
Down, down to hell went that part,
Clear, it dripped on the floor
and was soaked up by the boards,
together with the echoes
of my cries...
Frustration and anger and despair
mixing with the tears running down,
wrapping as one into these liquid pearls
soon following the path and disappearing,
but burning, scorching the flesh
scarring the marks on my skin, on my face,
wherever they traced,
turning it into a map of pain...
We should not suffer for what we can't regain
but tell it to the broken soul?
Tell it, while it shudders between its weak walls,
knowing it could have been different,
it should have been different,
but will never be different, anymore...
Dark ShoresIt is the night,
when the dark tides will rise
and the waves will carry me
far, far away...
on the tar painted waves,
with crimson crests,
under the pale shine
of cold skull moon...
In boat of bones,
I’ll travel alone
and hear no call
or cry from back home
on the alabaster bed
with black silk softly
covering my head…
On the silent sea,
in silent night,
following the path
of extinguished lights,
over the water,
to lands unknown
I’ll travel in dark,
to some distant shores…
Dark LullabySleep now, sweet child...
sleep deeply and with no sound.
Your time is over now
and all the pains are gone, all the grains of sand
in your hourglass,
are now long lost through the gaps of time...
Sleep now, dear love,
don't steer in your dreams...
Don't fret, don't moan
don't whisper strange words, odd names...
Your time is gone,
and these are the moments of peace...
Sleep now, pale prince
sleep with no shadows over your face.
Nothing will disturb your slumber in this place
not a scent, nor a sound, not a heartbeat...
Sleep now, forever and a day
on the alabaster stone, under the silken veils
sleep with no move or breath...
This is the time of your rest.
It is time to forget.
Lullaby for the LostSleep tight, pale prince,
night has you...
and all the stars now cry your name
There will be no more tomorrows,
but all your yesterdays will still shine,
like diamonds in the dust.
Sleep tight, sweet love...
and the dark has claimed you,
once and for all.
Don't stir, but lie in peace,
in the eternal slumber.
Your dreams will be painted
in crimson and gold.
Painted in AutumnEmpty,
in this house of smashed windows,
she lies on the old, pine floor
and half-listens to the lullaby
weaved by the endless sorrow.
All her tears are hanging in the air,
just like pearls
and the silence wraps her tightly
like a veil.
painted in the blue and gold
of the late autumn afternoon.
There, she stays,
trapped in the glitter
of the spider webs and mist,
shined by the ailing sun.
but does she lives or has she ever lived,
no one knows.
Crucified by dreams,
this cracked china doll is waiting
for the tenebrous night to fall.
If an angel hears meIf there is an angel near me, I pray to remember me, and I know it will, at see my love for you.
Although I also know... that between me and her, the sky only have dark clouds...
I will pray, I will seek, I swear, I will find it, even if I had to look in a million stars.
In this dark life, absurd without you ... I feel you've become the center and the end of my universe...
If love have any limit, I would cross it for her, and in the vast emptiness of my nights, I feel you, and I will love you ... like I could love you for the first time, when a kiss was a whole lifetime...
Feeling like I lost all my mind... for you.
I understand that your kisses must never be mine, I realize that I will never see my reflection in your eyes. But despite that ... my heart ... instead of love you less, loves you even more.
The two is just one single soul: The scent of her hair, the murmur of her silence...
Her smile like a sweet tale... the sweet honey I tasted on your lips.
I thought you and thought you
12.5%see to it that i drink
away this mad, hopeful
all these ghosts
are quiet now; clouds
Blinded TrustWhen it comes to love
I feel like I'm walking around with a blindfold
My hands are chained to the hope
Of true love sweeping me off my feet...
Red marks on my face from frustration
Tears falling because I seem to never find the right man~
In my right hand is my heart
Chained up and protected
Brave yet afraid of hurt feelings
Waiting for someone to unlock it
No love bugs are allowed~
says my mind...
My heart "Don't close up. Open me..~"
I'm not sure where I'm being led to
But I'm trusting..... very hard, but I -need- to
God is the chooser of my Destiny
My love, are you there?
I feel someone near....
Or is it just my hopeless imagination?~
A finger is upon my lips
Will he hold the key to unlock me
From these chains of false securities....~
mummified.You were never more beautiful
than the moment before you died,
plucked from a vine,
like a flower in bloom.
You can't be beautiful
till you're older,
till you've lived
through battle scars
and car crash hearts.
You can't be lovely
till you died
just a little
You were never more perfect
than the moment you died,
pressed between dictionary pages
Words, words, the wonderful
words float around you
that remind you why you cry.
(and you were mummified)
These Bones (I'm in Suicide With You)we're lost without words
in the ache of the brightness.
these bones are old
we are lost--
i'm lost without you.
(but i haven't a clue what you do with me.)
these bones aren't gold,
so what's worthwhile
about them to you?
we are carbon
blood, blood, flowing blood
that clots in cuts
and runs rivers in veins
and stains, how it stains,
carpet and floor and hands
i'd be more
than all the good
i do for you.
i'd be lost without you
but you don't need me
and i'm in suicide with you
for too many reasons
and too many times.
but my only question--
is my love
even if i lie?
Forever and Always.You were happy now.
The road wasn't always easy, but you managed to continue on down it. It always seemed bleak and dreary until he showed up.
At first you thought it was some cruel joke like usual…
He was different in every way possible. There were always smiles and warmth radiating from him.
He never judged you because of your appearance. He was better than that.
Pointing out all the good in you that everyone else seemed to pass by as they only criticized you on what they thought was bad.
He did all of this and so much more. Helping you find your way when all seemed dark to you. Showing you that there was a light at the end of the tunnel and being there tightening the hold on your hand as you both traveled down the dark road.
It was beautiful and so was your life now.
You thought you'd never be here, right now with him.
That's what he told you that day when he asked you.
...alegria eterna......alegría eterna...
...te pienso, te siento, te espero,
en los remanentes de nuestro universo,
escuchando el harpa de los recuerdos,
de los nuestros, de los pequeños momentos...
...los besos, el cielo, la timidez,
las miradas, las caricias, la estupidez,
los tropiezos, el tiempo, la felicidad,
las lágrimas, las despedidas, la eternidad...
...los años pasan, el caliente no llega,
mi sonrisa se apaga, la luna se aleja,
mi cabello se opaca, mi vida se acorta,
pero mi sentimiento permanece, persevera...
¿Cuándo será el día, la mañana, que te vea,
que tu sonrisa no sea de mi reminiscencia,
que la brillantez del sol refleje tu dulce esencia,
cuando podrá mi corazón ver la alegría eterna?
-Solem Nocte Infinitus-
TnM-Vampiros VS Lobos Cap.4Cap.4 Amigos?
En el parque
Cuando llegaron Xadezz y Frejazz se miraron y se enamoraron
Thomas: hola Marie
Marie: hola Tommy son ellos tus amigos
Thomas: si ellos son Dezz *saluda con la mano* y Fred *saluda con la mano*
Marie: hola es un gusto conocelos ellos son Jazz *saluda con la mano* y Xavier *saluda con la mano*
Xavier: es un gusto conocerlos yo soy Xavier Flynn y mi amiga Jasmine Raí pero le gusta que la llame Jazz
Jazz: un gusto y lo sentimos por lo modales es por genes vampiros
Dezz: no se preocupe mi nombre es Dezz y mi amigo Fred es un gusto conocerlos
Thomas: bueno como ya no conocemos quiere jugar a verdad o reto
Todos (menos Thomas) : esta bien!!!
Después de horas de juega verdad o reto
Thomas: emm Fred verdad o reto
Thomas: es verdad que duerme con tu pijama de peluches
Fred: si ¬¬
Todos (excepto Fred): jajajaja
Xavier recibió un mensaje
Marie: tu mamá
Jazz: y que pasa
Xavier dice que esta organizado su boda
BlackHe was nothing
but a puff of dark smoke
rising from the burned heart.
An image in charcoal dust
drawn over the parchment of soul
in wide, dusty strokes,
sealed with the bitter honey,
smeared with the last kiss...
He was an orphaned whisper
in an empty room
and the long gone butterfly's empty cocoon,
rustling in the wind, abandoned.
Only a shadow of desperate deepness,
fragment of the dark void left behind the death of a star,
last image fleeing from the tear-blinded eyes...
he was a figment of love and lost.
Dyed in pain,
buried with the mothballs, deep
into the box of broken screams...
He was only a shutter of dream,
once dreamt, then painted in the shades of twilight.
Forgotten, broken and nailed to the past...
But still shaping the tears, running from her eyes,
he stained the streams with ink...
and they drowned the world in black.
Infinitely, irrevocably black...
Maylar © 2012
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