Writing

theano's picture

In the Darkness Came the Art

Dark, ominous, foreboding
Thoughts and feelings floating
Clouded vision, clouded eyes
Living dead, wants to die

Black, menacing, threatening
Affliction suffering
Losing the love, Losing the life,
Listing sins, filled with strife

Pain, agony, reliving
Sweet relief in the drawing
Tangled thinking, tangled speaking
Sketching life, sketch dreaming

Numb, paralyzed, abashed
Color and lines penciling
Clearing the way, Making a path
Curving ways, Curving wrath

Tears, a healing, more crying
Pours out through my finger tips
Intense focus, Intense movement
Release please, Release please

Peace, a calmness, a respite
Animals symbols abstracts
Metaphor light, metaphor dark
Balance in, balance out

In the darkness came the art
In the darkness came my life
ShikaTale's picture

The dream. *picture and music added!*

A story I am doing of Shika and her sister. (They will be human)

The italics is a dream or past. If the title is not obvious, this is a dream Shika is having when she was little, she is now realizing her past. The dream is taking place about 10 years ago or so.

My writings suck, so yeah only doing a little amount of these stories, heh. This is only chapter 1.

Music added! Please play! There is also a picture at the bottom of Shika's reaction (Anime style)

[ Gimme Shelter : Part 3 : Beating the System ]


It was evening when things started to take a turn for the worse.
KittyCatKita's picture

And so the end begins - Part 5

See below the cut for details and story.

[ even the keeper has his captor ]

Some parts of this may be considered cruel or disturbing. Mature warning.
GingerNut's picture

Lose a Friend. Lose Insanity. - IV

Last part of Act III
theano's picture

Music flowing through my veins

Music flowing through my veins
Wraps around and fills my brain
Touching doors that I have closed
Opening up what no one knows

Releases now the fierce pain
Reveals now what I have gained
Terrors and trials through fire
Birthing that which inspires

From the chaos a new life
Composing creative strife
Melody to harmony
Dissonace reality

Balancing the inner self
Putting darkness on the shelf
Scarring means one has survived
Finally coming back alive

Music flowing through my veins
Wraps around and fills my brain
Touching doors that I have closed
Opening up what no one knows

[ Gimme Shelter : Part 2 : Fleeing the System ]

How long had they been going now? Time stretched on forever and weakened them - body and mind. The river's splashing and singing did nothing to help them stay awake. All it did was hide their scent, and that was enough for now. After an eternity, sleep came - they took shelter in a makeshift fortress of rocks and branches, not quite warm, not quite cold. Strung in limbo.
MissButterflyCaught's picture

Controversial Writing Under The Cut.

Please be civil, I just wanted to write this and share it. I am not in any way trying to bash or sway anyone's beliefs. Please refrain from comments that might incite argument, as this is NOT what I want nor intended by sharing this. It was inspired by something I saw today, as well as the need to write brought on by Seed's amazing poetry.

Again, please do not take this offensively. Thank you.

~MissB.
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