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I want to read about romance,
about two peoplebodyssouls
finding each other.
Unnaturally.
Impossibly.
Really.
Spelled out in clean letters,
in blood and ink and tears.
Writing is my temple,
and reading my idolatry.
So maybe if I
read of love enough,
it'll find me.
Maybe if I
read of sweat and tears and hearts enough,
I'll know it when it walks me by.
Maybe.
about two peoplebodyssouls
finding each other.
Unnaturally.
Impossibly.
Really.
Spelled out in clean letters,
in blood and ink and tears.
Writing is my temple,
and reading my idolatry.
So maybe if I
read of love enough,
it'll find me.
Maybe if I
read of sweat and tears and hearts enough,
I'll know it when it walks me by.
Maybe.
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Coming to Terms - Chapter one
Hey there, glad you could make it. It isn't often you humans trust a Vura. What do you call us? Sirens? Oh, never mind. Let us start with introductions. It would do for you to know who I am, as this will be a long tale and will require several meetings between us. I am Meloku deNysa, a member of the Serkan family. Ah, no need to introduce yourself. I already know who you are.
Now, for my story. Myth and legend both tell us that a hero's story starts with an unusual birth. This should have told me from the start that my sister would be such. After all, I carried her. No, she is not my daughter. I am, to this day, what you would call a vir
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Unconventional
Garry kept fiddling with a loose thread on his leather jacket. Laura had warned that she’d be late. She always ran late for everything. It was a social anxiety trait she got from her mother. Garry still worried, though. He looked down at his watch, then flipped open his phone to see if he had missed a call or a text message. That’s when she snuck up on him.
“Oh goodness. You scared me, Laura,” Garry said while clutching his hand over his chest. Laura’s face broke into the smile that he loved so much from her pictures.
“Garry, it’s so good to finally see you in person,” she said,
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To be Honest
To be honest...
I have much to say
I just want someone to love me and care for me, to hug me and cuddle me, to drink tea in the sunset and stay by me when I faulter...
When I cry, they hug me and tell me it will be okay
To listen when needed
To aid me when bleedin
To help me get to know myself
It's hard to deal with me I know
I cry when I'm alone
I'm afraid to let people in
I'm always frightened
I know I am sensitive
Even under this shell
I do not entirely know why
Why I have built these walls
Maybe from the constant heartbreak
Or maybe from the pain I take
I never speak about it
Not the whole tale
One I cannot remember
For it pains m
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This is a companion to [link] Love Songs.
A bit less polished, a bit more raw. All true. Maybe.
Perhaps I'll refine it. My muse is glaring at the though, so maybe not. Anyeitherway, enjoy.
(c) Kimmy-of-the-Darkk
A bit less polished, a bit more raw. All true. Maybe.
Perhaps I'll refine it. My muse is glaring at the though, so maybe not. Anyeitherway, enjoy.
(c) Kimmy-of-the-Darkk
© 2011 - 2024 Kimmy-of-the-Darkk
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Another great piece! Awesome!!!