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Living in constant struggle
Debating with myself
Do I go out in search of love?
Or do I let it find me?
Risk a good friendship,
For a chance at something more?
Or wait and see
If you make the first move?
Deciding could be easy
If only I had a clue
As to how you feel
If I go for it,
I am going in blind
If I do nothing,
I may never know
Which is the greatest risk?
I do not know
Debating with myself
Do I go out in search of love?
Or do I let it find me?
Risk a good friendship,
For a chance at something more?
Or wait and see
If you make the first move?
Deciding could be easy
If only I had a clue
As to how you feel
If I go for it,
I am going in blind
If I do nothing,
I may never know
Which is the greatest risk?
I do not know
Literature
Ill-Aimed
I specialize in stealing kisses;
Carry stars to light your candles
On your birthday cake for wishes.
I'd say our glances ,
(back when we met)
mimed our smiles,
it's maybe kismet
that I hold a special place within it
(that locket on your breast's what I meant).
How could I pretend to forget
that nuzzling the back of your neck
goosebumps your skin
which brings me back to kisses.
And how each one still misses.
Literature
Do you feel the same?
I'm still just so lost
Can't believe my sadness
You shouldn't leave
What can I say?
I never felt this way
Tried to ignore it for months
I can't hide no more
Maybe it's too late?
My blush increases every second
You know I like someone
But you don't know it's you
Maybe it's true?
You make me smile
I talk happily with you
With you I feel safe and happy
Do you feel the same?
Literature
I am a Time Traveler
Not with the wings of an angel or a crow’s markings do I circle back in time
Though whims of the renaissance, the wars, the people do daunt me, begging to avail their truths still.
Stagnant remains my body while my heart and mind intertwine through dusty canals dabbed in cobwebs
Tearing through the twines of my history begetting my emotions of the past back into the present of my reality
The wars of loneliness of the isolation suffered, the battles of decisions and regrets and long remembered sorrows resurface through tears
How my body trembles as the earth through an earthquake, as time travels beyond my past and ventures into a t
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quality may be lacking, but this is just another one I needed to write
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Quality as in the sense of expressions is in a way lacking but then again it is a work as you stated that was required to be put out. The theme is unique to be honest... in its execution. Thus, while it may lack quality it makes up for its bluntness.
There might have been a few more lines that would have made it better but I don't think one needs to forcefully add them.
There might have been a few more lines that would have made it better but I don't think one needs to forcefully add them.