ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
Known not for name, but nothingness, my goal;
A man, not many, made my moniker.
Cold was I called for leaving that call,
My heavenly name never heard again.
The first, earthen name foretold what I left.
Pilgrim, guess my name if you're to persevere.
A man, not many, made my moniker.
Cold was I called for leaving that call,
My heavenly name never heard again.
The first, earthen name foretold what I left.
Pilgrim, guess my name if you're to persevere.
Literature
Signifying nothing
I.
I have crumpled pieces of paper, collected from corners in my mind
I have notes, and words and terrible troubles, all unwritten on a blank
piece of paper
Typed with no hands
Sung with no voice
Said with no words
And yet I have this, still: silence.
The echo of eclecticism, of a vast void of words, signifying nothing
and everything.
You.
You have these cast out watery words which you read from my post-its
You have these notes, my words and wonderings, all written, right here
on your screen
Typed with these hollow hands
Sung with a volume-less voice
Said with the only words I know how not to speak.
Do you hear them howling in the dark?
Literature
In the Syllable
...then there is a way in diswaiting.
Dust some yellow sand covers,
here uncover bare bedding.
...suffusing red planes, blushed dunes,
under incidentally quilted blanket
wet as arid curves, as sounds.
...in a persistent pavement,
in a solemn unsuited promise,
some written words erase
some letters drip and soak
unto a perfuse miracle,
a dislocated split,
a letting go of...
Literature
Insomnia
When sleep, like life, eludes me .......
...... life giving sleep overcomes everyone but me ....
life sapping concienceness drains me ....
My crimson shadowy wraith wakens and fills the slumber with it's grip of dark thoughts ... my mind races my soul cringes .....
The beauty of life but a twinkle in the crushing darkness of dispair ...... a flicker of light, the glimpse of a smile, the warmth of a touch ...... but a trickle .. like a single tear ....
............. the cold bitter dark, unrelenting throbbing, deafening, mindnumbing soul destroying pain!
....... like Ten thousand times Ten black holes ripping through the subatomic fibre
Suggested Collections
Courtesy of =Stygma, the spacing is now correct and I can start posting this style more! Hip-hip-hooray! Those of you who already answered, fret not; I changed no content, only the placement. Unless something is now totally obvious that wasn't before, you would get the same answer as you already did.
I may, later in the month, edit this description to add more details about this poetic style, but I'm waiting on that because I'm worried it will hint a bit too strongly.
Comments disabled until further notice so that no one will spoil the answer, and as a reminder that you're supposed to note me your answer anyways.
Ready?
Go.
(Confused? Read this: [link])
I may, later in the month, edit this description to add more details about this poetic style, but I'm waiting on that because I'm worried it will hint a bit too strongly.
Comments disabled until further notice so that no one will spoil the answer, and as a reminder that you're supposed to note me your answer anyways.
Ready?
Go.
(Confused? Read this: [link])
© 2012 - 2024 Starcraftor
Comments0
Comments have been disabled for this deviation