ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
music isn't just a beat
it's the rhythm of a soul
where heart-beats are just a backdrop
to the movement of feet and arms
in jerky anger or
elegant sadness.
voices aren't just sounds
they are ideas made permanent
words put into an action
on more than just paper
come to life with breath
and body.
words aren't just words
they are the definition of ideals
it's a way to capture meaning
to create something that
wasn't there before
visuals aren't just pictures
they are a captured moment
a creation, an idea that
could be best expressed with
lines and colours and
un-moving movement
it's the rhythm of a soul
where heart-beats are just a backdrop
to the movement of feet and arms
in jerky anger or
elegant sadness.
voices aren't just sounds
they are ideas made permanent
words put into an action
on more than just paper
come to life with breath
and body.
words aren't just words
they are the definition of ideals
it's a way to capture meaning
to create something that
wasn't there before
visuals aren't just pictures
they are a captured moment
a creation, an idea that
could be best expressed with
lines and colours and
un-moving movement
Literature
Millions
How do you tell the story of how a million people felt?
It's like trying to put words on infinity. The telling never ends; once you've caught a thread, you find that it is inextricably bound to countless others, an incomprehensible chain of emotion, a tangled spider web, shuddering with our nympholepsy. Even pictures only tell a thousand words, and a thousand pictures could never hope to come close to the words we lacked. The media's well of words ran dry how could you say it? Activists grew docile and listless what was there to say?
Our misery was collective, but as a collective we were splintered irreconcilably, individ
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
Perfection
Perfection you ask? Oh there's no such thing,
But your so perfect, I could even sing.
It's not been long, but I know it'll last,
It feels like just yesterday, it's gone so fast.
Perfection you ask? I know a guy,
He makes me so happy, he makes me cry.
Your lips touch mine, you play with my hair,
Our eyes then meet, we start to stare.
Caresses, touches and beautiful kisses,
I hope one day he'll call me his Mrs.
One last snuggle, one last time,
To let you go would be such a crime.
Perfection you ask? That's Will T-p,
Even if far, across the world or at sea.
I'll care for you, like I always do.
It's me and you forever, just us two.
Suggested Collections
clearing st.ash
© 2014 - 2024 Contradictory55
Comments8
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
sweet and simple