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Sanctified by cried teardrops
Spilling down blushing cheeks.
The baptism, meanwhile, went on and on and on and on and on and on
Until I couldn't tell what was wrong.
In light and in shade,
Stay strong
And take long strides amidst the fallen dew-dipped leaves
That dripped onto the grass;
The air which they cleaved, so simply, was a fair lass.
Ages ago.
So much time has passed and advanced in such a way
To make short days last
Longer.
Unforgivable weight on her back.
I burdened her with concrete cracks that I expected her to fix.
She was meant to fill up what I lack.
I asked too much.
I was the one
Who should not have drank from the golden flask,
Who should not have dawned my Glory's mask,
Who should not have gave up on my belief in her
For a fact.
Life was supposed to be much easier than all of this
And that.
Like that fallen leaf's trip to the ground when, from a stable branch
It slipped,
I can say only this:
I apologize for what I've done to you with my lips
And I'm sorry for your ache
And for your mind that breaks
And that time at the lake
And the hate I made you feel
And the bad in goodness' sake
And the things I felt I had to take
And there isn't a day that goes by
That I don't regret the rape.
Spilling down blushing cheeks.
The baptism, meanwhile, went on and on and on and on and on and on
Until I couldn't tell what was wrong.
In light and in shade,
Stay strong
And take long strides amidst the fallen dew-dipped leaves
That dripped onto the grass;
The air which they cleaved, so simply, was a fair lass.
Ages ago.
So much time has passed and advanced in such a way
To make short days last
Longer.
Unforgivable weight on her back.
I burdened her with concrete cracks that I expected her to fix.
She was meant to fill up what I lack.
I asked too much.
I was the one
Who should not have drank from the golden flask,
Who should not have dawned my Glory's mask,
Who should not have gave up on my belief in her
For a fact.
Life was supposed to be much easier than all of this
And that.
Like that fallen leaf's trip to the ground when, from a stable branch
It slipped,
I can say only this:
I apologize for what I've done to you with my lips
And I'm sorry for your ache
And for your mind that breaks
And that time at the lake
And the hate I made you feel
And the bad in goodness' sake
And the things I felt I had to take
And there isn't a day that goes by
That I don't regret the rape.
Literature
A Haiku
Light well past Midnight
full moon glow, lamp post bright, or
Netflix Marathon
Literature
...
fine then, just leave me alone
let me rot in this "shithole" existence
you don't like it?
well it's none of your business
try to turn me around
put me on "the right path"?
it won't work
you haven't experienced such wrath
and then experienced the everlasting calm
but you'll never understand
all you know is the bad
all you remember is sad
i'm sorry you felt the need to cut me off
it's a real shame
and you weren't even involved
as if our friendship was a game
well i miss your friendship
you hurt me just as badly
as the one you criticize
still, i would renew our bond, gladly
if you weren't this way or that
stubborn, hard headed
just open you
Literature
This Heat
This heat is not a temperature
It is a weight, a drag on ones bones.
It settles around ones shoulders, limply hanging.
It is a slope towards shadows and places of rest,
A climb up level open cliffs called parking lots.
One steps inside, and over the course of long minutes
It uncoils and falls away in thick salty layers.
To go back and take them up again is herculean.
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Not from personal experience, I promise. Just something I've wanted to write about for awhile and just recently got the courage to upload.
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I read it twice, because first, I was a bit confused at first but reading the comments and about the background to the poem, I understand and came to "enjoy" this text. Emphasis on enjoy as it is not an enjoyable theme. But it was nevertheless a strong piece of poetry that has a deep meaning, catcing the readers interest and fantasy. I good picture things clearly in my head.
All in all, it is strong and very well written Keep up the good work
I read it twice, because first, I was a bit confused at first but reading the comments and about the background to the poem, I understand and came to "enjoy" this text. Emphasis on enjoy as it is not an enjoyable theme. But it was nevertheless a strong piece of poetry that has a deep meaning, catcing the readers interest and fantasy. I good picture things clearly in my head.
All in all, it is strong and very well written Keep up the good work