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Shores
December's beach is wind and spray
and fit for passing nights like this
It's not so easy walking here
on silvered dunes in summer's skin
with wind to worry twisted braids
and eyes so full of ocean.
December's moon is mist and cloud
and brooding over nights like this
it's far too easy being here
with fire entombed in graves for light
no line dividing sky and sea
but eyes, empty of ocean.
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The Sea and the Wind
And when the wind dies...
When the last puddle dries up...
Still I will love you.
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A Sea Of Dreams
I was always told to live
As if I'd die tomorrow
But it's so hard to forgive
When life is full of sorrow.
So I only have these dreams
They tend to swallow me
Swimming blindly, it seems
But I can dream of being free.
O, how I wish for reprieve
To leave all this behind
But my heart on my sleeve
Made my life declined
I try not to see the truth
I tell lies of peace
And, though it's quite uncouth,
I wish all the pain would cease.
I've experienced all five
Of the worst agonies
They make it so hard to strive
Each one, a disease.
O, can I start life anew?
For it's not worth another day
I am alone without you
And I've only start
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Again, intense emotion...very visual...I am in awe of you and your emotions and words, actually...I feel like I can see you ripping eyes, tearing at his throat, crushing his legs, chewing his hands (<--love this in particular because it's very raw and depraved), I like how you show us why you have this rage against this person rather than telling us and that it comes towards the end. And that you would continue to "ravage" his soul even after he is dead...ah, I have no more words, just feelings. It's superb.