writers blockHelplessly falling through an ebony tunnel of nothingness, grasping for the perfect words to express the flawless literature to be woven in my mind unbeknownst, I can never hold them that flirt of a second longer to read what they will say….or what I want to say….
Newest Deviations
a MomentThe world is falling away But I won’t see it I’m trying to catch my breath Trying to come to my senses Shivers are running down my spine Butterflies scrape and tear at my insides I want to sing , but I can barely breath I want to scream but I am shaking too hard Im so excited yet so scared I want to tell the world But I don’t want them to know So certain yet so unsure Im falling.a Moment
by ~abstractmindofmine
HappinessYou search all your life for that one special thing Wheather it be: Security Love Wealth Power Beauty Joy We are all searching Questions will flood and entangle your mind What you got is what you wanted Yet you want something more Something is missing An essential to bliss But when you’ve got what you wanted There is still something you missHappiness
by ~abstractmindofmine
Moonlit TanzSoft steps into untold bliss The snow soft neath my feet A warm winddances Through my hair, untamed And sprays powdery crystals Of snow at my feet The smiling moon paints My sillouette on the ground A music is calling me At first it’s melody weak But with the wind It picks up My disobediant mind can not ignore it And mfy feet soon follow In leaps and twirls The music controls me I spin through a fliry of snow flakes My scarf whips along behind me My shadow shares in the dance So silently the crowd it creeps To engulf the mooMoonlit Tanz
by ~abstractmindofmine
The MountainStand back in awe Suck in a quick breath Gravel before me As I threaten death Capture a memory Of what you must conquer For in my grasp Nothing is secure Honour the creatures Whom live long with me But fear them for they are the elite Now watch as the sun Now kisses my peaks I am not and never will be A place for the weakThe Mountain
by ~abstractmindofmine
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The QuestionsShe said living wasn’t the hard part.The Questions
Sitting there with her legs crossed and holding her head with her hand, she held back the tears: that fact she’d never admit. Today was a day like yesterday was a day and tomorrow would be as well, she said,
then asked if it was emptiness…she was sitting there with her legs crossed and holding her head with her hand asking questions to herself, and there was no answer. The question was repeated. Then for 5 minutes there was only silence. Was it selfishness?
Was it pain? Was it fear? Was it anger? While she sat in a wooden chair asking que
by ~DaNiEL04
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- Current Residence: the hole
- Interests: writing, film, fashion design and currently boxing!
- Favourite movie: Elephant, or Pricilla Queen of the Desert, or seven
- Favourite band or musician: THE BEATLES
- Favourite genre of music: everything
- Favourite artist: addy
- Favourite poet or writer: Rob Thomas
- Favourite game: Balderdash!
- Favourite gaming platform: I don't game....board games all the way,yo!
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