Untitled: 31 March 2007 by Dawnstar001, literature
Literature
Untitled: 31 March 2007
To the world I am calm, composed
Sometimes even quite silly.
This exterior is an utter lie.
It is a carefully constructed cage
Built to keep my demons at bay.
Agitation and anxiety claw at the bars
Seeking a weak point.
Once found, they exploit any weakness
Persistently chipping at my facade
Until it crumbles
Leaving me helpless
As these enemies of mine take control.
When I can finally trap them again
I tell myself next time they won't get out
I won't fall apart.
The only things that calm my monsters
Are music, writing,
And the nurturing earth and warm sun
They lull the beasts
So once again I can cage them.
Until next time
Two hearts
Two hands
Two souls
Two lives
Joined together this night
In happiness
In hardship
For the rest of this life
And in every one to follow
The elements and spirits
The angels, gods and goddesses
Our families and friends
All are witnesses to our vows
Respect honor
Loyalty and love
Are what we pledge to each other
Be it below as it is above.
I know I messed up
And hurt you
But I have tried to redeem myself
Yet that was not enough
My love and my best friend
You have shattered
The delicate world I have
Held together through all my struggles
I thought I was strong
That I could handle anything
But in the end I couldn't
I've failed as I always do
I have broken my skin
Shed my blood
Expressed the emotional in the physical
These wounds are the badges of my shame.
Music and incense lull my thoughts-
Take my mind off what has been
Leave me open to what is
And let me dream of what could be.
My pain, both physical and emotional,
Becomes more tolerable
Michael sits with me,
Gently stroking my hair as I relax.
The burdens are still there-
The guilt, the heartache-
Those never really go away
But they are eased slightly,
If only for a little while.
As I am lost in the flow of the music
The intoxicating aroma of the incense
And my Michael's tender touch
This is all the peace and comfort I could hope for now.
Untitled: 15 January 2007 by Dawnstar001, literature
Literature
Untitled: 15 January 2007
Love is a funny thing
It has this way of
Sneaking up on you
When you are neither looking for
Nor want it.
It sneaks into your heart
And when you least expect it,
Knocks you off your feet.
I do not take love lightly
When I fall in love, it is completely
Nothing in my heart or soul is held back
This is why in a way I fear love
I fear that the intensity of my love,
Of my devotion,
Will be taken for granted
And unappreciated
Fear is why often I fight falling in love
But that fight is a battle I always lose
Please, do not take my love lightly.
Although you and I have never met,
We are in love...
Isn't it strange?
It is certainly frowned upon.
Especially with the years between us-
Nearly a decade.
Yet still, we are in love.
This love binds us across the miles
Across the years.
It seems like even more distance will come between us
When I leave for college.
Yet our hearts and souls can overcome it.
Never before have I had this quiet,
This peace, this happiness.
Perhaps this is the love we all strive to find in our lives.
I do not know.
All I know is that no matter the distance between us,
I will love you and be waiting for you.
Very rarely can one say they have found a true treasure in life.
Well, I have.
My treasures are the smiles your words bring to my lips,
The warm feelings the thought of you brings to my heart,
The joy I find in talking to you.
You are the source of all my treasure,
And so you are the greatest treasure of all.
I watched the sun rise today.
It brought a smile to my face.
Along with thoughts of the new day:
A clean slate, new chances, and fresh opportunities.
The sunrise also made me think of you;
Of my fresh chance for happiness,
Of the happiness I already have
Because of my love for you.
The love I feel for you is different
From the 'love' I've felt before.
It is a quiet, gentle, tender love.
Purer, more mature,
The right way to love.
Perhaps it is a true love
That is finally welling in my heart.
Only time will tell,
But for now, know this:
I love you, my dearest.
I ponder in the silence of the velvet night,
Cast a soft smile at the being seated next to me.
St. Michael, archangel, my guardian,
Who has come to care for me as a father does
His daughter, and so
He has 'adopted' me as such.
I consider the angel for a few moments,
Then turn my thoughts inward.
Many have said I am angelic;
My beloved even calls me 'angel'.
The very meaning of my name, Angela, is 'angelic messenger'.
I wonder why I get such distinction
When I am a fallen angel? Well, perhaps not
Fallen, but broken, an angel with no wings.
Earthbound. Yes, that is what I am. An earthbound angel.
Four years beginning in fifth grade taught me
Some of the worst things life has to offer.
I lost a Sunday school teacher, an aunt, a grandmother,
And I nearly lost my father.
Then a few months of calm and healing, followed by
A total uprooting, moving from Massachusetts to Florida.
My family struggled, but pulled through.
Then in January of that year, I was raped.
I did an expert job at keeping it secret.
Two years of quiet and happiness ensued, before I broke.
Depression, suicidal tendencies, spiraling out of control.
Then my first attempt at a relationship... a failure in the end.
A second attempt, a bit better, but still unsucc
Now I have found the one I love
More than all others.
I would sacrifice my very body and soul
To keep him from being in pain.
He and I have never been face to face,
Yet I feel like I've known him and loved him
In a time before this lifetime.
Is it possible that we consistently find those we loved in past lives?
And if that is so, can we consistently fall in love with them?
I do not know, but maybe it is true at least some of the time.
Then again, soul mates are made, not born.
We will figure it out some day.
All I know is I want to be his wife.
I am his, and he is mine... body, heart, mind, and soul.
Perhaps this is the end of t
It's raining today.
When I look at it just right,
From the right distance,
I can almost mistake it for snow.
Cool, cleansing rain,
Soaking the earth,
Giving much needed refreshment to everything.
I love the rain.
It soothes me.
The sound is perfect for easing me to sleep at night.
It washes away the grime from the world.
I wonder...
If I stand in the rain long enough,
Will it wash the grime
From my soul?
Today started off well enough.
I was happy, smiling.
The sun was out and it was nice.
Since then I have dropped into a low point.
As I watch the rain pour down from the heavens
I fight with the tears that want to slide down my face.
Why am I trapped in this cycle of happiness and sorrow?
What have I done to deserve this?
Life isn't always what we want.
And so we must do our best
Not to give in to the hard times that plague everyone from time to time.
I hate it though.
I hate this weakness.
These ups and downs.
I wish I could end it easily.
But the only way to do that
Would be to end my life.
I will not do that.
Life is far t
People automatically assume that the Fallen are evil. This simply is not so. Not all who were cast out of Heaven rebelled against God. Many of us who Fell have wondrous gifts and a great desire to help mankind. Since we wanted so much to aid the mortal creation, the Lord condemned us to walk among it until the Judgement. We wander in the guise of humans; we are immortal and save our special gifts all other angelic abilities were stripped away.
I've wandered the earth for millenia, fading in and out of human lives and thought countless times. I am a bestower of visions, both good and bad. These visions are usually attributed to a de
The sound of kind, soft voices and laughter mingled with music. Some beautiful scent that I can't identify in mortal terms to this day. Countless flowers of every variety, far lovelier than any seen on Earth. Fair, gentle beings who were all so very alike, yet each unique. These are the first things I remember from Paradise.
I was born several generations after the Flood. Yes, angels are born, but not like humans. It would be difficult to explain it, so I won't.
I remember the first time I was allowed to walk among mortals. Compared to Heaven it was horrible. But there was a certain appeal it held for me even that first time.
There was a c
The Face of My Desire by shadowknight313, literature
Literature
The Face of My Desire
Eyes crystal clear, like drops of dew on morning grass
Revealing all thoughts, all hopes, all fears
Windows into a perfect soul
Features set not in stone, but shaped by the gentle hands of a genius muse
Molded from clouds, ever shifting with time and emotion.
Hair to match the soul...
Wild, free, and strong, like a raging inferno
Blazing a trail across the horizon
My desire...
That compassionate soul, so contrary to my own
And yet, so similar...
Like light to shadow, the other piece of me.
Without it, I come undone...
My soul cries out for you; begs for completion
My heart lies in state, awaiting your love
My body bu
Your lips brush against my ear,
Hot breath sending chills over my skin,
Hands softly moving over my body,
Kissing your way into my memory.
Sweeping the hair from my face,
Our lips meet.
My hands find the nape of your neck,
Pulling you to me,
Our mouths engaged in an awkward dance,
Bodies pressed together,
Heaving chests and hot breath heavy,
Only the whirring of the fan and our forgotten movie singing in the background.
Moist skin in the summer's heat,
Glowing sweetly beneath my touch.
Fingers lingering,
I kiss your smile.
Your lips stray from mine,
Our bodies as one,
The rise and fall of our chests slowly subsiding.
Disemb
Maiden of the Night by divinewingsoftragedy, literature
Literature
Maiden of the Night
Princess of the Night,
beckoning forth the darkness,
cloaked in night\'s embrace,
touching the flattering light.
Lady of the Night,
tempting the lucid existence,
wrapped in unsettling darkness,
stroking the darkling bloom.
Mistress of the Night,
shading the shadow\'s path,
dressed in shimmering night,
kissing the dark silhouette.
Maiden of the Night,
inspiring night\'s dark allure,
naked within night\'s beauty,
embracing night\'s cold touch.
Untitled: 31 March 2007 by Dawnstar001, literature
Literature
Untitled: 31 March 2007
To the world I am calm, composed
Sometimes even quite silly.
This exterior is an utter lie.
It is a carefully constructed cage
Built to keep my demons at bay.
Agitation and anxiety claw at the bars
Seeking a weak point.
Once found, they exploit any weakness
Persistently chipping at my facade
Until it crumbles
Leaving me helpless
As these enemies of mine take control.
When I can finally trap them again
I tell myself next time they won't get out
I won't fall apart.
The only things that calm my monsters
Are music, writing,
And the nurturing earth and warm sun
They lull the beasts
So once again I can cage them.
Until next time
Current Residence: South Florida Favourite genre of music: don't have a favorite Personal Quote: When you learn to live and to love even though it hurts, you find out they're beautiful things.
Hey everyone, sorry I've kind of disappeared off the face of the earth for a long time. Just been dealing with some stuff and been really busy. But I'm back, and hopefully with some new writing.
I got the results of my Advanced Placement (college level) tests. I got a 3 in Government and a 4 in Spanish. Both are out of 5. So I passed both exams! And the community college is giving me the 3 credits for Government that I would need and the 6 credits for Spanish I would need. So that's 9 credits knocked out of the way for me. I think that is really awesome!
:floating:
And one more bit of news. I got a letter from the International Library of Poetry. They are publishing my poem Rain, which I have up here, in their International Who's Who in Poetry. I never thought my poetry was that good. Many thanks to TheGrimSon (https://www.deviantart.com/thegrimson) for encouraging
I'm trying my hand at some short story writing. Hopefully I'll be able to post the first part later today or sometime tomorrow. We'll just see how everything goes. It should be pretty interesting, at least I hope so.