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Long walk to the pastI saw you the first time during summer school
You were talking to a teacher
I remember looking at you
But you didn’t saw me
You met me on a school trip
I asked you under the yellow light
What color are my eyes?
You said brown
So I took a bit of grass from the ground
Looked back at you
And you smiled, not knowing how could I do that
I remember how I got you out of your house
I asked you if you had seen the new zombie movie
And you asked me out
``Take it slow’’
That’s what my mind says while I write this
But tears keep falling down
I remember our first kiss
Your hand holding my cheek
``Try not to think about that now’’
I know I was angry at you that night
Making me fall madly in love with you like that
You say I shouldn’t think about what you said
And you are probably confused
Thinking why did I waited this long
But you were not the one who got hurt
And it was not only one time
And I will go insane before I let you touch my heart
You wanted a sin
Dark Flowers in a Bloody Night prt. 4My eyes see the trees, hiding on the back was the moon, looking at every move I made. But I could not find the blood source, I could not see where the last drop came from. I star searching carefully, paying all my attention to the treetops. I had to find someone, something has to be there to bleed. Another drop falls, this time on my nose. Now I know where it is, but I still can’t see anything. I try to climb the tree. I know I’m not very good at it, but these ones are really easy to climb to. Which made me think that someone just had to climb to get there. I get to see something, it was light and had purples and greens all over. That moment, when I saw the girl’s naked body, on the top of a tree.
That’s the moment I had my first fall. I was so scared that I feel of the tree, broke a finger and a tree branch, enough for the dead body to fall. It fell over me. It just did. I was covered in her blood, everything around me was. All the flowers next to me had little
Dark Flowers in a Bloody Night prt. 3Now I don’t really remember how much I walked after leaving that boring path, I just remember that my feet hurt like hell, and that takes a long time. I was in the heart of the forest, it was so quiet that I wanted to be there, just a moment longer. I was amazed to see that there were no animals hunting or making any kind of sound. I sit on the grass for a while, looking at the stars, when suddenly I hear the same scream. I get up really quick, I was scared and my heart wanted to run away. I look everywhere to see where it came from. I could not find the source. After some time looking at all sides, I see something shining just some steps from where I was. I walk to it. I see the little red drop hanging on a leave, I could believe what I was seeing. It was blood. A really small drop of it, but blood none the less. And when it’s dark and you are alone after hearing a scream, any amount of blood is a bad sign. Is the complete opposite of being good. I touch the blood to
Dark Flowers in a Bloody Night prt. 2When I woke up, after feeling like I’ve never had more sleep, it was still dark. The clock said it was just six in the morning, but the sky was as dark as last night. I went down to the kitchen to have some cereal, turn the television on, see if there’s something about that one scream. You might wonder why haven’t I mentioned turning the lights on if it’s so dark, well, I did, but don’t we all? I finished my breakfast and went back upstairs to get into the shower. I know this all seems boring, but dreams usually have this weird history line, where you can’t turn the water on, or it’s all under water. Well, this was real. I just want to say how everything seemed normal, because after this, you could be thinking I just woke up from a bad dream. Shower was alright, the water turned cold after my lovely 7 minutes, just as it does every day. I was wearing a long sleeves shirt with a short sleeves shirt on top, and on top of that, a jacket. Yes, I wa
Dark Flowers in a Bloody Night prt.1It was midnight already when I looked out the window. The air seemed to escape from far beyond the trees, scared from emptiness that hid deep inside the forest. I go to my bed as it is time to sleep. And from this point, all that happens looks to me like a dream, but it’s all real.
I hear a scream after a few hours of lying in bed looking at the roof. I thought it was some sort of ‘’dark cold night’’ joke. Some people love to scare others, some people, cry for help. I decided to look out the window once again, to see if there was someone out there. Everything was dark and silent, but I could feel something was not right. But then again, who am I to judge a dark cold night? Anything feels wrong when it’s touched by the moonlight, even a kiss gives me the creeps.
I try to go back to sleep, but after that scream, I wondered all night long if it was real. I would hear about it on the news as soon as morning came. I have to admit, I was afraid that it was
Some of the things I miss the most about youSometimes I want someone to brush my hair
And I remember your hands holding mine
You used to love me so much
When thinking of you only good memories come to mind
Until the last word you said to me that night
You were always there for me
And I was only tearing you apart
I should have accepted your love for me
…so pure, so simple…
But I didn't want to lose what we had
Now when I feel lonely I remember your smile
I know you still love me, I'm the only one in your mind
And you hate that so much
You could live in another world and still want me by your side
Sometimes I wonder if what I did was right
How would it be being with you?
You would take care of me so much
And I can see you holding my hand for the rest of your life
And I see your room, but this time is also mine
And all the movies we would watch
Do you remember all those times you tried to kiss me?
Now I think about those times
You were so close to me, and I was so far
Maybe you think I did it all just to twist you
Lying by your sideWhen you wake up
Can you think of my lips as the first thing you have?
I have something for you here
Do you want it now?
All I need is a kiss
Care to be the one?
Will we share moments like we do now?
Will I have to surrender to your words and fall?
I imagine how it would be like
to have you close to my heart
you can hear the sound of my love while I speak the words
I am who I am, and I'm not planing to change that
I only have a lonely heart, it needs some attention
Kiss me once a day and I will be there
Could be my cheek, could be my lips
There isn't right or wrong when it comes to me
I just need to know you are there when I need to speak
Don't make me think about the past until I want it back
It has done nothing for me, just brings back the bad
I will tell you everything one day
when I'm lying by your side
with my arms around you
you will find out the past behind my mask
Lust (english)I will touch your skin because I own it
kiss your lips when I want
I will lose myself in your eyes
I'll wait until I find you in mines
I will wake up next to your body
once under the moonlight
two under sunlight
intertwining my fingers with yours
feel your hands on my body
this is my game
I'll kiss your neck slowly
I'll test you little by little
your skin is heated with each passing kiss
your hair between my fingers is one of the things I love the most
your kisses on my neck
your words in my mind
is one of those soft voices that come slowly
those who stay in the room for hours
I speak softly
forcing you to approach more
kiss from the ear to your lips
but stopped before reaching them
I got close
much closer than I could have imagined
understand this moment as much as I
my forehead touches yours
and as the moon dances
we do our dance
dawn is here and I am close to you
tonight we'll dance again
this time I will have more confidence in you and you, more control
LustTocaré tu piel, ya que soy dueña de ella
besaré tus labios cuando quiera
me perderé en tu mirada
esperaré a encontrarte en la mía
amaneceré junto a tu cuerpo
una vez bajo la luz de la luna
dos bajo la luz del sol
entrelazar mis dedos con los tuyos
sentir tus manos en mi cuerpo
ve mas despacio
este es mi juego
besare tu cuello lentamente
iré probándote de poco en poco
tu piel se calienta con cada beso que pasa
tu pelo entre mis dedos es de las cosas que más me encantan
tus besos en mi cuello
tus palabras en mi mente
es de esas voces suaves que entran lentamente
esas que se quedan en el cuarto por horas
hablo en voz baja
obligándome a acercarme mas a ti
te beso desde el oído hasta tus labios
pero paro antes de llegar a ellos
te tengo cerca
mucho más cerca de lo que podría haber imaginado
entiendes este momento tanto como yo
mi frente toca la tuya
y mientras la luna bail
Poly-TicksSome are on the left wing,
some are on the right wing,
we're all parasites on a headless chickin'
g-Host b-LinkTo witness disobedience of dogs of the Matrix;
Are souls breaking free or is it part of the script?
Do even the patients begin losing patience
Attempting to dissect what they cannot reflect?
Are implications of home not enough of a bone
To be thrown to the starving who plot against the throne?
Too sober to stagger with their cloak-and-dagger,
Dehydrated parasites starving for insight
on what a nomadic soul is composed
when compressed into senses and structured and clothed
and closed off from links to a red-herring source
by force and by failure to
And by what right
Does a false light take flight
While uncomfortable truths
Take their place out of sight?
When confronted, you contort.
When in question, you distort.
By lies you are comprised
Yet by every report, you
Every second you delay me, every thought that disobeys me,
Every law of attraction failing due to inaction,
Every memory haunting, regardless how daunting,
In atemlosen Zeiten der Selbstbereicherung
Finden nach Gerechtigkeit dürstende Seelen
Keinen Frieden mit ihrer Umwelt.
In grenzenlosen Weiten des Friedens
Wagen sich schlagende Herzen zu verlieren,
Während vor unseren Türen Gevatter Tod
Bereits die Verlorenen aufliest.
In Zeiten purer Egomanie
Erreicht man keinen von ihnen
Auch nur im Ansatz.
In Zeiten der blinden
Der einst so wortstarken
Bürger der Welt
Fällt kaum auf,
Dass alles verloren
Was uns einst das
gaiai hear her cries as if
they were my own and
i want to hold her and say that
it will turn out alright,
the pain will subside,
in the end it will all turn to silence
and i try, so hard so hard
to grasp at her with my
and feel the rumble of life
beneath the crust of my home
for she is growing
and she is so young,
in this vast expanse of nothingness
she shines with the brilliance of
a newborn child
learning to breathe
but i fear,
for she is so young and yet
her time is running out,
spilling between my fingers and
it is my fault, i who do nothing but
stand and watch as she hurts
as she is tortured by the
forces of man,
fuelled by greed and the
need to push us forward,
to fit us all on her body,
as if we were so significant
and i feel her wrath,
her wish to purge herself of
this plague that is us,
and i sit in serenity
waiting for her to strike us
with the strength of four billion years.
Bloody noseTotal desperation
Across the plains
Across the oceans
We try to ignore the fact that over our ruling
All we have is the pathetic fact that we never stop
We truly have to
The souls that we vanquished
And left buried in concrete
The once sun raised children
Burnt out by our fires
And we destroy
Words that mean nothing to us
In buildings we laugh
On land we cry
We make borders
We make walls
We make the heads roll like waterfalls
turned into a holocaust
A huge one at that
All around the world
We still build over the weeping
Kept tight in your little wall
Someday it will fall
What will you do then when they finally realize
What we all have become?
StarrsinnWohin werden uns unsere Wege noch führen
Wenn eines Tages unsere Herzen auskühlen
Und wir mit gleichgültig stumpfen Schmerzen kaum spüren
An den Grundfesten unserer Träume zu rühren;
Auf dem Weg in den Sarg
Bricht manch einer arg
Und mannigfach mich sich;
Jedes Herz ist eine revolutionäre Zelle,
Bis zum Biss ins Grab.
Egomanie aus Empathie
Zu den Liebsten,
Stramm in die gesicherte Zukunft
Hoch über den Köpfen der anderen,
Um stetig nach unten zu blicken
Vor dem eigenen Fall
Fallen ja noch all' jene
Das sind viele.
the firstthose who speak are ignored
those who believe are condemned
those who are equal are classed
those who are free are trapped
Beschaeftigung.Das beängstigende Bild der Erde
Schreitet in immer weitere Ferne,
Als ob in der Arbeit Frieden läge.
So wird berichtet,
Füllen sich die Särge.
Ein flüchtiger Blick
In das Nachrichtennetzwerk
Verrät einen hastigen Eindruck
Und alles war.
Every single day.Every single day,
No matter what you say...
I will always tell you those two words.
I will always love you,
I know I have said that to different people,
All at different times.
But you know I can love them in different ways.
You are the sun I never had.
You are the one who's there for me day and night.
And I just realized,
I can't tell you I love you all the time.
I think I will stop now,
This is the last time I confess my love towards you.
I will jump off a building and hope you remember me.
The blood will spread and become a tear.
Not from you, and not for me.
The dust is now covering my body,
A body you never wanted to have.
The air is bringing back your smell
And I'm starting to awake…
I didn't die,
I just left you where you are now.
you are not mine.
I love you.
Inspector Wolf The old lady was dead. I could smell it before I even got into the house. The whole place reeked of adrenaline, sweat, fear, copper and steel. He’d dropped her right in her living room. Chopped and chopped until she stopped moving. But I could tell I was getting close. This had been done in a hurry, and the killer didn’t have the time to clean up after himself like he usually did.
Across the room, the phone rang. The shrill sound set my teeth to grinding, but I ignored it. Instead I followed the killer’s bloody footprints into the back bedroom. He’d climbed out the window. If I hurried, I could catch up to him and end this disgusting spree he was on.
Then the answering machine kicked in. “Hi, Gramma! It’s Red. Sorry I’m running late. I kind of lost track of time. But don’t worry. I packed the picnic and I’m heading out the door right now. Love you.”
She’d been expec
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