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Wings of BeginningWords
Speechless echoes wading in the water.
Intensifying as the sounds growing louder.
Burning fire sparking the embers of creation
Relations and Contemplation
Every Step begins a Story
Every wound get's a medal.
Pain creates understanding
Knowledge supporting equal footing
Spread your wings and fly high.
All it takes is a cold north wind to grow.
Untold The beast dances with beauty of woman til she fainted away.
The Succubus painted her morality until her eyes bleed black.
Within the still of silence
The heaviest step from the littlest foot broke the foundation
Through out swirling mist between all the glowering eyes
A Glasgow grin shines between fractured light
Slow checimalsThe beat knocks my drums the blood like red rum runs.
This liquid euphoria with lyrical powress adoring ya.
Exploring ya with hands clapping of fine aristocrats
words like actors thespian in a play ninjas in the stealth attack.
Of course with abilities like this sacrifice isnt made.
Years of solitude and mute talk voice slowly croaking to normal
but hypnotic to the less likely sane.
Witch like hocus pocus magic with signature pheromones
just so you know who counter act attracted this
Always PresentSwagger against the minister
dressed red in blood
Deeply as sinister
Waving hands and showing wrists
bugs crawling for a kiss and writhing for the lift
striding slowly enjoying the wake
strolled across the path of bodies within the lake
jesus they act like they never saw refined evil on a nice day
saying hello to all the people
talking to all those less primeval
the looks of terror shivers down the spine
the tremors down mine fighting against the flow of time
This place in history
past present and future
will always be mine
Addict to PoisonThe drug digs deeper and claws within my skin.
Softly screaming and reeling me in.
I crave this sensation and her nails dig deep.
The liquid mercury seeping into drips.
The rubies collecting like a treasure trove on the floor.
Hypnotized by her hips but I cant look away from her eyes.
Drowning with those pools of snake like venom
She is the epitome of what I never hoped for.
Each mark along my back.
Etched like the number of days in the prison cell.
And it's like sweet black liquid dripping down my throat
when our lips dance.
The Sickening DoubtAs my heart shakes and quakes
My wretched grin grows and it aches.
It's been permantly plastered on my face
whether I smile or a I cry
Experincing sensations that make me want to just die.
I fail once and I failed them all
I fought for it all to lose at once
My fault for being so blunt and numb
After all the pain you put me through
When I cry and complain
My feelings are the one to be slain
Like some sub serviant obiedent dog
Just tie me to the log and leave me in the fog
When I cant even move after traveling for so long.
I try so hard not to bleed
But its a hard, The monster needs to feed
And its the creature in the earth destroying structures with in the mirth
Apathy and I get so dazed I cant sit
Just stand still and pray not to get sick
The battles Ive fought
Wars the body counts rises and for what?
false promises and praises
its like ive seen millions of faces
torn up and vomited up.
The heart or the lung
the leg or the arms the jaw or the feet.
You breath deeply..
And the flower blooms with life.
Drag the switch blade alone along the line.
You cannot feed her.
So she drowns in starvation.
Her lungs breaking down.
And your choking.
Your world's were never meant to collide.
Processing CreativityI cant hold the knife anymore.
My wrist refuses to heed what my arms yells.
The hand reaches towards the pen and paper.
Choking the utensil upon hours until ink spills over
and I roughly drag the ball point through the blank sheet
Staring at the horror I've committed
I want to vomit.
But I cant deny this lurking sensation that taking me over.
Death isn't a fresh perspectiveI saw my mother
swallowing something small
when I was just a child
The anguish in her eyes
faded, as she told me
it was just a
with a little extra kick
maybe years later,
that's how I convinced
to swallow fifteen,
give me a fresh perspective;
in the end,
my breath reeked
instead of mint.
Our Captain (Robin Williams Remembrance Poem)Oh, Captain
We’ve never had,
A Friend like You.
You came to us as an Alien,
from the Planet Ork.
But through the Years,
You made Home in Our Hearts
We Saluted You over the Airwaves
We Watched You get Sucked in a Game,
And Haul Your Family in the Big Rolling Turd.
You were a British Nanny,
Who was actually their Dad.
A Business Man,
Who was actually Peter Pan.
A Crazy Scientist,
Making a Being called Flubber.
Who Just Wanted to be Free.
You were a Robot,
Made of Rusty Old Parts.
We’ve never had,
A Friend like You.
You became the Man of the Year,
And the Wax Figurine Exhibit
Of the Twenty-Sixth President
Of the United States of America.
You Were the World’s Greatest Dad,
And the World’s Greatest Therapist.
You Had a License to Wed
And be a Kid,
Who Grew Up Four Times Too Fast.
You only Won One Oscar.
But that’s okay.
We Love all Your Other Works Anyways…
We Will Miss You
fall in love with (splitting hairline fractures)we swallow blues instead
of talking them out. oh,
kids like us are specters,
spectacles: boys counting
rib(cage)s & (de)composing
don't you hate
is a vessel
we're deities or tomb-raiders; no
in-betweens for writers these days
Dark SideThere's another side of me
A side I barely show
It's my dark side
And my pride
The time I showed it to my friends
They were shocked, worried
I will tell you what they said
Decide for me
If these are what you call
One said 'just be happy'
One said 'that isn't true!'
One said ' but I've got it much worse'
One said 'don't be annoying'
One said nothing at all
Only One listened
That could be you
This is my dark side
The one that tells the truth
It makes me write
It keeps my dreams
It is everything I have
But no one knows
DoormatI let you walk
All over me
Like the floor
Beneath your feet
And I never complain
The floor doesn't
If the floor complained
When you walked on it
You would be very annoyed
And you would probably
So I don't complain
Because I don't want
To be replaced
And I let you
Push me around
Like a cart
Through a shop
And I never push back
The cart doesn't
If the cart pushed back
When you pushed it
You would get hurt
And you would probably
So I don't push back
Because I don't want
To be left alone
Now, and forever more
Who lets you
Wipe your feet on my face
I love you
But I question
If you love me back
Because who would love
A dirty old Doormat?
I died todayI died today
Took my own life
I was tired
I was desperate
And now I'm dead
People never cared
So I left them behind
Now a new life awaits
Beyond the gates of Hell
SkinnyI wish you'd believe me,
When I tell you you're pretty,
That you don't need to skip a meal or run 7 miles,
Just so you can be skinny,
You talk about how you hate yourself,
You wish you could be stunning, beautiful, gorgeous.
You think that if you looked like a model,
That you'd never be lonely,
Everyone would love you.
You think you d get that guy you ve been dreaming of,
Maybe mommy and daddy wouldn't be so harsh if they had a pretty little girl.
You re skin and bone,
But that is not good enough,
You need less and less,
And every pound that disappears,
You begin to lose yourself in a vicious cycle.
Until you re consumed and it eats away at you.
I beg you to listen to me,
I want you to know that you mean everything,
But you don't care,
And then when the ambulances came,
And carried you away...
There was nothing more I could say...
I guess you were unaware,
That you were already beautiful.
each kiss carries
context and content,
sad eyes pour into mine
like a swimming pool
being filled with angels’ tears.
i cup her face in my hands,
trying to hold all of the water
that escapes her
as i gently kiss her forehead.
i will cradle her cerebrum
and maintain our composure.
i will protect you.
refers to the hands on a clock,
as well as the anatomical.
and this kiss is subtle,
but it represents our passing of time.
i started this with my mother at 13,
and only a few embraces away from 18.
with our fingers locking
themselves to adolescence.
i never have visibly blushed,
but i swear my flushed cheek
burned where your left your lips
for nearly a lifetime.
at least that’s what it felt like.
i kissed the blinds
that covered the windows
of your soul
to let you know
the sun still shone
even if your eyes were close
Jhewardene IIMy lips grow red like the petals of the rose
It blooms for you.
See my eyes strong and hazed
The snow compliments and treats them,
I follow your tracks wildly through the glistening wonderland
But it's like a maze in this blizzard in May
Can my heart feel for you, I'll breathe for it.
Too feel your warmth through the winters touch,
i wander hoping i dont fall.
Frozen in place.
My hand hangs frozen in awe.
are you searching for me?
Can you see through it?
This snow fall?
what love is not.it was a s l o p p y first kiss where
my drunk lips fumbled against yours.
the dull thwack of my heart,
locked behind curved ribs
cleared my groggy brain,
clouded with lustful premonitions.
it was an e l e c t r i f y i n g first kiss where
you entwined your hands in my hair.
your mouth encompassed mine and
my breath became lost in the steady
of your chest.
it was a s h y first kiss where
i pulled away before you could explore.
your tongue grazed my teeth,
searching for a way past the ivory gates.
i dug my finger into the stubble along your jaw,
my nail lulling your carnal desires.
it was my first kiss with you.
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