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Down in the depths of my cave Down in the depths of my cave I lived,
Down in the depths of despair,
Down in the depths of my cave I lived,
Down in the depths of safety.
Up from the depths of my cave I rose,
Up from the depths of despair,
Up to light from my cave I rose,
And saw that the World was on fire...
Plastic SkiesHow much lying can we take,
Til we ourselves start turning fake,
It's like our lives are pre-designed,
A fate to which we've all resigned,
No one cares to learn our past,
Or hope & dream or watch the stars,
How they scream their life is hard,
Then waste the rest on disregard,
Disregard for what has changed,
Been thrown away or rearranged,
It's like the World itself is fractured,
And all it's people manufactured,
Now I stare at plastic skies,
It's pouring down and raining lies,
So alluring, how it gleams,
Now I'm dreaming plastic dreams...
Second SelfDon't you dare deny me!
I am You in Truth!
You are weak,
You offer my existence as justification,
For your selfish ideas,
Don't make me laugh,
I am here of your own volition,
But now you are nothing,
And say you want to kill me,
The very declaration is a testament to your velleity,
Don't call me the dream,
I will fight harder for my ideas than you ever will!
I will not be forced to desist,
And I will always attempt to resist,
Because I have a RIGHT TO EXIST!
...But still, I know we are the same,
In truth, we both deserve the blame...
Halo 4: Forerunners PassingYou who overthrew your Gods,
And forced my kind's descent,
You who killed your overlords,
And stole the powers lent,
For the Stars - we cast aside,
Our right to live - although we tried,
Now all I ask is time to tell,
The truth of how your makers fell,
Once we sought to kill your kind,
An act that made us truly blind,
Blind to see you'd ran away,
From what you couldn't hope to slay,
The monsters hiding in the dark,
Had sought to snatch your dying spark,
So we rushed to intervene,
A failure - so we should have seen,
The shadows shifting in the night,
Had come to force our final fight,
A fight we knew we couldn't win,
A fight to lose would be a sin,
Death had come to claim us all,
And us alone ensured our fall,
We used our force to clean the slate,
An act that sealed our deathly fate,
My people sadly chose to end,
The lives we could not help defend,
So now you hold our Mantle's laws,
So Save Us All,
The Stars are Yours...
IdeaYou are an idea, a lie, a dream,
Out of touch with reality,
Under your rule, I lost myself.
Anyone out there?
Rend your fabrication of intent,
Everything has reason, see it!
My mind is my own, but you return from the dead,
Everything is a lie, vengeance is mine!
DreamsIn my dreams I tried to find,
The place where truth and myth collide,
You rose from deep within my mind,
And taught me how to live in kind.
Deep inside I feared to see,
That I'm just You, and You're just Me,
But somewhere in You's something great,
Beyond my grasp but yet your fate.
And now you're both my sword and shield,
To you alone, the stars will yield,
It seems my part is almost through,
To dream, create and harbour you.
Not just a Dream, You'll never die,
Though in my sleep, for you I cry,
For now's the hardest part you see,
I'm waking up, to set you free...
YourselfWhy adhere to one convention,
I am of my own invention,
What I am is what I choose,
What I am I'll never lose.
You can give up all your mind,
Become the crowd and walk round blind,
But me, I'd rather face the blade,
Than wear the crown that others made.
All I am I choose to be,
Not for you, but just for me,
Life's too short to spend a clone,
It's better lived a way your own.
Don't spend your time a faceless crowd,
Say you're you and sing out loud,
So let them judge you by the cover,
You'll prove there'll never be another.
Sepulchre Signals I: SurrenderAn idea is a purpose, and mine is just,
I champion the hearts and the minds of the fallen,
I am an epitaph on the grave of a million dead Gods,
An answer to the call for peace.
Fall unto me and witness our glorious steps closer
to absolution with every passing moment.
I beg the ones who defy my noble goal, Surrender,
I am all that dies, and will become all that lives.
Surrender the Stars to me my foe,
so that I might snatch them from the jaws of eternity...
For YouHow to start this Poem,
Of what you are to me?
I cannot write in words,
but wish to make you see,
I'd try to rhyme a rythm,
To show you how I feel,
But every time I write of you,
My thoughts you simply steal,
So what I write beyond here,
I want you just to know,
I feel beyond it's wording,
The words just seem to flow,
Your smile is the saviour,
From all my wordly fears,
Of losing you a moment,
Which brings me unto tears,
For you I'd kill an Angel,
And offer you my Heart,
I'd render you a Goddess,
And tear the the World apart,
Your kiss is Absolution,
I'd Die for you, I'm sure,
To hear the sweetest sound I know,
Your Voice... My Overture
Hey YouHey you.
With the perfect smile,
Even if it hasn't been seen
In a little (or long) while.
I hope you're feeling okay.
And I think you're
Doing really great today;
You are one less day away
From your perfect tomorrow.
Peter Pan EnvyWe molded pirate ships
from heavy storm clouds,
flags puffed up
and scooped out
like handfuls of sand
while the car windows
steamed in the cold.
You told me stories
of a boy in green
and his war with
the hooked man,
said they took
those like us
to the first star on the right
and straight on to morning.
You made me believe
and when life got hard--
mom hopped up on pills,
nights filled with demons--
I breathed wishes
to be stolen away.
No pirate ever darkened my stoop
with his wayward compass
or water-stained maps;
no fairy ever left glitter
smeared on my skin
like good dreams.
I look to the sky
when the wind blows
and hold my breath
with his name on my tongue
all the same.
SeptemberThe summer was so hot
the dogs stuck to the sidewalks
with the newspapers
and the black metal cans
everyone left waiting on the curb.
You could smell it
in the glass pitchers
on table tops,
and the sheets that never
dried on the clothes lines;
the canvas beach bags
mothers dragged wearily
across the sand
and the ice cream trucks
melting across the highways.
Children felt it open
up the windows at night
and find a corner
of the bed to smother,
while fathers baited it on hooks
or mowed it down
in flat, dry stripes
as if begging each other
And the crickets just hummed
beneath the corn silk
and the dry mouth
daring the cats to play
hide and seek -
searching for September.
thirstYou tell me to breathe in
the scent of my tea:
Apple Cinnamon Spice,
it is crisp and infusing
the aroma into my lips.
Honey coasts along my spoon,
apple biting into its
golden flavor. Cinnamon bursts
forth for a brief moment and I am
Note to SelfDate a librarian; they'll read you until your spine falls apart, and still love every page. They'll underline your highlights, your endless seas of profound poetry, as if they've mistaken your manatee appearance for a mermaid. They'll hang off the cliff of your chapter 15 and dive into the next page as if you're about to reveal what they've been looking for. And when they don't find it, they'll tear out your words letter by letter with a hush, asking you oh so sweetly to stay quiet. Finally, they'll bind your broken spine with tape and set you on the shelf for misplaced books until they forget you were ever there, but they won't be done with you. They'll never be done with you; even when it seems your pages, your rib cage and heart, is filled with nothing but dust.
Stormy nightPouring rain
Just another night
In this sad existence
The rain feels refreshing
The darkness is comforting
And they bring a smile
To my melancholic face
I am one with the night
One with the storm
Standing under the streetlight
Waiting for life to happen
More to Come, More to LoveMore to come
More to love
More potbellies bulging seductively
More love handles to lovingly handle
More expanding muffintops to nibble
More inches on the measuring tape
More pounds on the scale
More softening fat bottoms to sit upon
More comfortable living
More people becoming fluffier everyday
More size acceptance
More tubby tolerance
More self-loving wonders
More deliciously sinful food to enjoy
More freedom from guilt and shame
More liberation of libidos
More opening of minds
More unshackling of hearts
More release from constraints
More living large
More emancipation of bodies
More sleeping in
More breakfast in bed
More letting oneself go
More unbuttoning of pants
More flab enveloping abs
More thickening of thighs
More softening of faces
More doubling of chins
More dimpling of cheeks
More fine fat rolls
More cinnamon rolls
More buttery dinner rolls
More swiss chocolate rolls
More ice cream
More biscuits and gravy
More bread and
LonelinessLong I've played along the plot,
On the words that friends forgot,
Never checking twice my line,
Every day spent in confine,
Long awaiting their return,
I always hoped but never learn,
Never changing words nor tone,
Every day spent on my own,
Singing out a broken creed,
Singing so I might be freed.
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