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EverScript: Be Mine“Here.”
Blinking in astonishment, I looked curiously at the small, blue present that was placed in front of me, before glancing up at the one who put it there.
“What’s this?” I asked, my blue eyes staring questioningly into a pair of pure black eyes, eyes so black it swallowed light.
Crossing his arms over his chest, Akira returned my gaze, and for a moment, I swore there was a…something there, a connection, before he looked away, sparing a glance at the present he’d just set on the table. “It’s White Day tomorrow, right? I figured I’d give you this today in case I don’t see you tomorrow.”
Oh right, I thought, remembering the date today. It was March 13th already, meaning that White Day ― the day where people who received chocolates on Valentine’s Day are supposed to give something back in return ― was right around the corner, the corner being tomorrow in fact.
No wonder there are
EverScript: Can I?“Can I get you a drink?”
At the sound of a familiar voice, I looked up, bewildered, only to stare into a pair of mesmerizing emerald green eyes. “H-huh?” I stuttered out, unable to recall what the man had asked me.
“Why, I was wondering if I could get a beautiful lady such as you a drink.” The man repeated, grinning slyly. He had raven black hair and a matching dark mask adorned with jewels decorated on the side that were the same shade as his eyes. His suit was still black, though the style of it was European ― Italian, to be precise ― as opposed to the typical American style I usually see. While he had on a red tie, it was loose around his neck, adding a hint of allure to his overall mysteriousness.
Why did I think he sounded familiar? I thought, perplexed. After analyzing the man, I was quite sure I’d never seen him before. And yet I couldn’t shake the feeling…
“No no, it’s alright.” I replie
If I didn'tIf I didn't meet you,
if there hadn't been that dance,
there would have been no smiles.
No bouts of laughter or flirtatious looks,
nor walks that went on for miles.
If I didn't like you,
if I hadn't confessed,
there would have been no kisses.
No late-night dates or loving embrace
nor talks of future wishes.
If I didn't hate you,
if it hadn't come to an end,
there would have been no heartbreak.
No night full of tears or sorrowful rants,
nor questions of if it was all fake.
But also no realization
that I love you still,
that I can't let go,
and most likely never will.
Not now, Not yetMy mind pushes back,
Working against the lack
Of energy, flowing out of me.
Faces of the ones I love,
Blurred by tears that I struggle to shove
Away, to please let me see.
Their touch against my hand,
Runs across like sand
Falling, as my attention flies.
Voices float in the air,
Crying that life's not fair
To me, the atmosphere heavy with sighs.
Hands tick the time away,
My preparation for this day
Helps slightly, calming my mind.
Yet having a taste of death,
Sets the feelings of being left
Exploding, as I become blind.
The world begins to fade,
And I can feel no aid
From them, but I still have regrets.
So don't take me.
Not now, not yet.
EverScript: Love Me"Why not?" Rika shouted, anger clear in her voice. Her arms were crossed over her chest and her black attire, complete with a small black ribbon on her head, a beautifully intricate lacy black dress, and knee-high black boots, only helped accentuate the dark cloud of menace that surrounded her.
Meeting her glare head on, Kaede's icy cold stare showed no response to her childish anger. "Give it a rest Rika. Why would I ever want to buy you chocolates? For something as disgusting as Valentine's Day too. It's a human holiday; why are you so insistent on celebrating it?"
"Because it's for us, as in you and me." She hissed, turning her head to the side as she broke off eye contact with Kaede. She had never been able to hold his gaze for too long without looking away; there was always something in those deep emerald eyes that whispered at you to walk away, to run, or to hide in fear of him. She shuddered involuntarily as she looked around the dark alley.
With only a sing
Dear Me JessDear Me Jess,
I can already see your face ― MY face; an older yet younger one, with the same chubby cheeks as always ― full of confusion. What kind of nickname is that? Your eyebrows will furrow together and you'll pull your lip slightly to the left, all the while wondering who the heck I am.
Fret not, I'm only a compilation of your experiences-to-be, writing to you in hopes that you'll take some of the advice that I have to give, although you probably won't. (Stubborn as always, eh?)
I've come a long way from where you are and knowing all the events that you'll go through, each day each month each year, makes me want to spin fairy tales with a happily ever after like the ones you love from your book collection. But it's not real, and with all the lies that will eventually come your way, I don't want to add anymore. Your kindness will reward you, but take caution and remember that there are people out there who might use it against you. There will be advent
in timei need you
from my hands
and heart unto
the cold ground.
i am (forgetful)
i am (lost);
soon you might
s e e
that i will be
g o n e
you won't even
m i s s
and even then,
come visit me,
not even to
lay a rose on
DarknessI sit alone
In the darkness
Maddness eating my soul
Little demons scare me
They scurry around in the dark
No one would care
If I died
I will never know
I'm a grey bird
My colors dull
My song silent
If someone loves me
Say it now
Before the darkness kills me
Before I die
Anyone who did care
I'll see u when I fall asleep
Cause I won't be wakeing up
the anticipation of
while for the hopeful
infantile hearts it
lifts their grief, briefly
through burdening and
bones with naïve love
searching high and low
to possess an elusive
ecstasy built strength
eases the bated breaths of
The world is exploding
Dirt flying and rocks hitting your skin
You run out of breath
Uneven and rocky you tumble and fall
The sounds of the dying scream into your ear
FIRE AT WILL
You force your mind shut and close your eyes
You think but you can't get a single thing out of your head
All you see and hear are the screams of the dying and the yelling of the fighting
You feel the ground hard an
Paint itPaint the world anew with your scarlet letters,
As the days pass and cities fill with feathers.
When the angels come a callin,
Paint the city before you go fallin.
Paint the rear view mirror,
To a scene that is somehow nearer.
Gone into the sun,
We'll make this scene fun,
As the battery dies and the mind dries,
You better go give up on lies.
Paint this life anew,
Scream it like you're due.
The caged voice breaks
With words that each sound ache,
Trembling with fear and worry's course.
Shatter all the walls with echoed force.
Paint it all,
Before we spin and fall.
The Elements Poems(Just My OCs)
A flame of a chance Lost inside, but future ahead
Everyday we live....we live risk Beginning life was amazing!
Risk that we must face for the greater good
A part of meWill I ever meet you again?
Will you ever be mine?
So many questions in my mind.
Will you ever be loved again,
Or your effort be rewarded someday?
Oh you deserve it, my prince.
The only thing I know for sure
Is I left my heart back with you.
UntitledLet the glass shatter.
Let it fall and crack.
Let the glass shards fly
Then walk away and don't turn back.
Sister Dearest.Every leaf falls down, and never takes it's place again
Everyday, the rain falls. And it only makes things even worse.
The wind becomes stronger, pushing you longer off.
Every hand falls, and needs another to push them up.
Every leaf needs wind to fly
Every raindrop needs water to fly.
I'm just as fragile as nothing, broken to the points of emptyness.
I always promised I'd never cry, I always told that I'd stay strong.
But I'm crying, I;m shattered to my knees.
A holding hand, it's the only thing I wished for.
And you were there, never going away.
You're permanent, as the flower of may.
Living hell everyday, seeing even less than happyness.
Watching everything turn to hell, and working your soul out.
Blocked in the darkness, looking into your eyes.
Sister, forgive my broken promise. And hold my hand
I've been broken to nothing, but I need you now.
You always told me "Brother be strong" A parade of happy ever after.
Yet, Look at me.
I'm lost and broken, confused and darkened.
Every time I glance out and see
Another who looks like you,
I close my eyes to picture
A you before, once warm and true.
Remember those times we spent?
Laughter complimented with a smile.
Times have changed much from when
Things were actually worth while.
Yesterday I dreamt, today I dream as well
Of when I gave you my love.
Yet while I continued on ahead,
You went to the heavens above.
Destiny took you away,
But not this bond of ours.
Memories flood my mind,
As I now stare at the stars.
Changes have occurred since then,
I have matured, being not as wild.
You witnessed my change once before
Growing up with me as a child.
You would be so happy. Oh, so proud!
My scars no longer in pain,
As I carry on with my life,
In my heart is your honoured name.
Abandoned ChapelThe parish waits now,
the loneliness of corners
crawling outward on walls--
chipped away by the wind,
and held together
by silk spindles;
cobwebs align them like the membranes of memories,
the cut of a jewel in an broken window
against the sun
where beads of rain
gather in a mesh of strands
a new Mosaic
against the backdrop of a cemetery;
My eyes seek out the sermon
in close proximity,
paint no distance
between headstone and cloud;
elegies topple each other
in their climb to heaven
as light trickles
over the shade,
breathes a new glow over snuffed candles.
I feel the weight in these empty rows,
how a breath couldn't cease to be breath
in the midst of prayer.
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