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i remember the
trees evading liquid swords,
sinking into flesh,
of jolly hordes, and
soil-songs: roots, and endless nerves,
not quite gleaming eyes,
like rubies buried
under years, and lengthy beards,
back when pupils saw.
trees evading liquid swords,
sinking into flesh,
of jolly hordes, and
soil-songs: roots, and endless nerves,
not quite gleaming eyes,
like rubies buried
under years, and lengthy beards,
back when pupils saw.
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Am I Worthy?
Am I Worthy?
Maybe I don't deserve all the views and the comments.
Maybe there are better writers out there that deserve acknowledgment.
Maybe I am not worthy of any recognition and attention.
Personally I don't think my work is even worth mentioning.
Maybe my words wont amount to anything substantial.
Maybe I wont make it in terms of a financial,
Atonement but can we just think for one moment
That maybe I write to express my thoughts on a page.
To release all the feelings held hostage in this mortal cage.
Maybe others can relate and reciprocate my words.
And to you this notion may seem insulting and absurd.
But all these fa
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My Masquerade
~My Masquerade~
For the world I am displayed;
They always watch but cannot see
through my masquerade.
I feel every moment fly;
My heart is beating, pulse racing,
breath held as I lie.
My innocence I can't defend;
I know that surely this will linger
'til my very end.
I brought this all upon myself;
Mask upon mask, lie upon lie
like valueless wealth.
Dare I take these masks off no!
My former self haunts me
everywhere I go.
False glory, false honor, false fame;
With all these masks I seem to have
forgotten my own name.
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a week and a day
I couldn't stop thinking about
the one time my friend said
in the light
my eyes look like honey.
I kept ending up in the
sun
for some reason. What did you think?
Honey?
And the dragonflies that kept
being near me. The first one landed
right next to me on the rock and
another one was
so close to my hand but
I scared it away.
I helped you build your bridge.
I didn't touch your hand today.
It's not that I didn't want to, but
I don't need help.
I'm strong and if I can walk
I'm going to walk.
In retrospect, that's ok. It's
probably better that way. Awkwardness.
Different from the incremental
dips in conversation that
you started filling with
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series of haikus for english class.
i think i am starting to get with the whole haiku thing.
i think i am starting to get with the whole haiku thing.
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yeah! this is great, i didn't realize they were 'haiku's' until i read your authors comment... so yeah.. pretty good