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Crystallize: The Angel with Crystal EyesShe, like no other woman I've met, has a heart that is as sound as my own. It beats for one thing alone. Life. From her experiences it sings a dark melody which then crescendos into a symphony of resolve absolute. My God, how her body rocks along and dances through the air to that enchanting tune. All the while, twisting the world around her into a resplendent light show; that challenges the Godly phantasmal beauty of the ether-real.
Yet, not one of her features holds me more ensnared than her eyes of crystal blue. They generate some glorious sense of faith, in this universe sublime. Therein lies the true nature of her that has caught me in muse. The soul she carries, is a true paragon of serenity, and even though she has faced against the most terrifying aspects of the dark. That bright miracle God has bestowed within her is still pure.
Yes, she is my friend from the mini-mart.
Journey Home(IV): The StruggleI did not hesitate to grab it from
its rest, nor did I think of the actions
that would be response to this soulful act.
A boundless energy then filled my soul.
It was as though this object had always
been a part of my destined path to walk.
No more time passed between my acceptance
of the sword's light and being at their sides
in the struggle against the shade so dark.
Lugnut stood still as the shadows encroached.
Not a worry adorn upon his face.
From his hands, like a deck of cards, appeared
Small rectangles that overlapped, creating
a mighty and bright dragon. So bright that
the trees around it dissolved with shade.
I turned to see, back to back, Starwind and
Moonshadow. The angel wielding a wand
and the elf a hoop, both equally bright.
Then there was the sprite, Pyro, who with strings,
did vibrate the forest with a low and
chilling song that vanquished many more shadows.
Where was my place with ones so divine?
Journey Home(III): The QuestionStarwind spoke so soft and sweet the question
that had been mounting. “Young Jakall. Where from
is it that you have come? For we exist here,
Yet you seem to exist else where and that
troubles me greatly.” My mind began to race.
Not a thing could I recall, say the Gate.
“I cannot remember how I came to
be in this world so dark. Though, something calls
to me, and assure me this is my place.”
My words were backed by a wind so mighty
that when I stood the flame erupted. From its light,
I could see the outline of the forest.
Amidst the trees were shadows strange. That moved
all their own. Starwind and his companions
drew from the air, weapons. Each bound to them.
Moonshadow's voice wavered, “Then it seems you are
lost. Those who are so do not often last.
I suggest you are quick to find your way.”
The four of them moved so fast at the shades,
that I was left all alone at the fire.
I am lost. How am I to fight this truth?
Then from the fire rose a sword. My
Journey Home(II): The OnesAs the way grew brighter, I came upon
four majestic creatures. Each of whom was
playing with the light around them. In fear
I spoke, “What are these things I see here,
Are they some form of arcane magic old?”
I can not well remember the moment
That passed before his answer, but among
them, an angel came forth. His eyes piercing
with light so grand it made my being ache.
His eight wings spread wide, each one its own flame
from which a great many shadows were born.
The other three creatures stood and joined him.
It was then my answer came. “We are not
some many things to be feared, rather we
are most likely friends. Sit at the fire.”
He gestured towards flames that had appeared,
and obliging, I stepped forward to sit.
They took turns telling old stories, at first.
Then after time, introduction by name.
The angel, Starwind. The sprite, Pyro. The
elf, Moonshadow. The enigma Lugnut.
Then in return, was my own name Jakall.
Journey Home(I): The PathIt was that I alone had seen a dark
and dismal existence, Wherein she was
a goddess painted by the night around.
Oh, deliver me to that place again.
Take me to those wondering woods, so that
I may find that happiness, and whisper
Back to that wonderful girl, my true name.
It's in darkness we're willing to speak truth,
and yet when we approach the light so bright
There is not a thing one won't do to keep
it close at hand. Who were you beautiful?
What possible message could you have had?
It was then I found myself at the gate,
the passage between two worlds. Far away
music still floated through the night, but here
I could feel the eerie silence building.
With each step the world grew darker, then
illumination was salvation bold.
Along the path was laid symbols begetting
a wondrous and profound light calling
for my further adventure foreword still.
So then I went alone, unto my dream.
DistanceYour eyes in digital sight.
Your mind that challenges mine.
If you're hand were here I'd kiss it
and show you what defines this Misfit.
All I am is words,
that lead you to speaking my name.
Whispering in the cold night's air.
If I could warm you,
I'd use this solar heart,
whose definition sparks insanity.
That's what I'd call it,
Sweet, pure, and great love.
Disconected: Shadows of the past.In that moment he finally felt alone. The trees were his only companions as he walked. The light of the moon eclipsed the scenery around him in a pale and eerie glow, but he was comfortable here. This place was his favorite hide away. The pond where he'd spend many days fishing and many nights starring out at the stars.
He leaned back and allowed the ground to catch him. The soft uncut grass cradled him. He resumed his thought as he stared up into the heavens he'd so longingly admired. The gentle chirps and wild croaks sounded in like a symphony. The mesmerizing melody of the night.
“My name is Daniel ya know,” He spoke to the night.
A twig broke in the shadows just beyond the tree line.
“I'm not afraid of you anymore you can come out” Daniel continued.
His feeling of being alone faded when he saw her hiding just inside the shadows of a distant tree. Her pale skin was barely covered by animal skins and a shocked and wild look covered face.
It had been years sinc
Lost in trasnlationIt is from the heart, I write
It is from the mind, I design
my realm is unreal
and my life is a fantasy.
I am a the mercy of the wind,
torn by its bitter tides,
and in its heart, I am confined,
in storms that shall not pass me by.
For life, is my long journey
but love is my quick trip.
Ex cordis scripsi
Quod ex animo volo
vana est regno meo
Vita et luctus felis.
Ego misericordiam a facie venti,
captum a amaro aestus,
Et in corde suo, Ego clausus
quia non est mihi tempestate.
Vita longissima est
sed amor, meum est vivos trinus.
I write from the heart
I want that from my mind
unreal is my kingdom
The life and the fantasy.
I am the mercy of the wind,
torn by a bitter chill,
And in his heart, I am confined,
I have no time.
Life is very long
But love, it is my quick trip.
ChallengeA place in time is all I need
where my mind is finally freed
to do as it's always pleased
for all these many year
wherein I 've seen some fear
make the end draw ever near
and I'm just a kid
after all I went and did
I ran from you, then hid
In the darkness alone
for these sins, I atone
for they're all I've every known
But is time to challenge night
stand up alone to fight
and win with my own light
Doesn't it scare you? Doesn't it scare you?
Doesn't it scare you, knowing that a bullet could take your life away quicker than quick?
Doesn't it scare you, being hit by a grenade harder than brick?
Does the loud sounds of guns firing make you jump?
Do you ever feel scared that you'll never wake up from this nightmare known as war?
Doesn't it scare you Never knowing if you'll make it out alive.
Doesn't it scare you knowing Over hundreds out to kill you... to end your life.
Doesn't it scare you? Possibly being stabbed with a knife?
Although, you shouldn't be scared.
Think of how much your cared.
Loved ones, waiting for your arrival.
Hoping that your the best when it comes to survival.
You are loved and highly adored.
Remember, you are protected by the Lord.
Rising AboveUsing a candle, I held it up to truly see
light took the shadows from your hands
and then I realize now that I am free
I can finally say goodbye to these sad lands.
I had become helplessly and hopelessly buried
I had struggled, choked, and cried
but it was myself that I continuously carried
I believe each moment a piece of me died.
Yet, I could feel a light drawing nearer
I dug myself from the deepest pits of the dirt
now I can stand looking in the mirror
I have risen above this bleeding hurt.
You have done your harmful deeds
but you have failed to bury me completely
reflection is what your heart needs
regardless, I'll say goodbye to you sweetly.
So farewell. Enjoy your lonesome tree.
They are mere threads of pain and fear
skillfully weaved together to form
They plague my mind and
torture my soul
I wish to cut my ties with them
but they are pulling the strings
Dear little creature,
you are nothing more than an illusion
please go home
return to hell and leave
my mind alone
I refuse to be a victim
in this murder case
How dare I allow you to
massacre my dreams
My imagination is not so weak
as to let you run amok
in my mind anymore
Let me rest in peace.
Regrets, Regrets, RegretsI'm caged in,
barred in my mind.
There is no key, no savior,
so help me please!
I'm only human,
prone to make mistakes.
I didn't need this,
I didn't deserve this,
what was “right” is wrong!
Regrets, Regrets, Regrets,
they keep me in.
No matter how much I kick, scream,
nothing is here to save me.
Some think it is a animal,
a beast within me.
Some think it is the past,
spinning and circling in repeat.
For me, it may be both.
The past is the past,
laughs the animal in me.
It kicks in me,
spilling crimson and regret.
I bleed in cruel and bitter rule.
Regrets, Regrets, Regrets,
evil identities on repeat.
Always here, Always there,
a true crown of thorns...
Sticking on my head,
pounding with my heart,
All I ever wanted was to be free..
Regrets, Regrets, Regrets,
we are here to fight you.
Don't take her,
she is stronger than you.
Don't take him,
he is too.
Regrets, Regrets, Regrets,
come and fight like a man!
Prove to me you are what you say you are!
Don't run and hide, come with
I Can't ImagineI can't imagine how you feel,
the emotions of what you are going through.
All I can do is say "I'm sorry,"
and do my best to be there for you.
The people we love, care for,
even idolize leave at too high a cost.
Because once they are gone, we mourn,
we cry, and even pray for the one we have lost.
I can't imagine how you feel,
while you are bereft of that special person now.
I can swear to you, that this moment and forever on,
my shoulder is yours to lean on, and this I avow.
You are not alone, other hurt now too,
for this loved one touched many a soul.
While in your heart there may be a hole,
In time their memory you'll be able to extol.
I can't imagine how you feel,
I really can't grasp the concept or have a clue.
I won't be able to help you get over it,
but how to live, push forward, and love again; I will, always for you.
deeperas I float
deeper into the blue
watching my boat
fade from view
thoughts seize upon
a memory of you
in a garden room
made for two
a long distant spring day
warm breeze upon our skin
the promise of an adventure
about to begin
as bubbles trail
cold wet lips descending
speak your name
with love unending
A Knight In Missing ArmorI am no more than a memory
I accept this and agree
But often do I catch myself
Hoping you still think of me
I am no more than a shadow in
The middle of the day
Easily missed, just like your kiss
I'd speak if I knew what to say
Yet my voice is silenced as I see your life
Move on with love and laughter
I just wish that I could have been the one
To give you happily ever after
not a testmere moments ago
we laughed and talked
time calmly still
while we walked
then you were gone
out of the camera frame
this thing called life
can never be the same
so many minuses
carrying on traditions
nothing adding up
with so few additions
so desperate to survive
but fade they will
just as those who are alive
love alone is left to conquer
our worst and best
life is but a journey
not a test
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