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Usually my poetry is rambling
Interpretation: When life is clawing me (when life is giving me a hard time.) These thoughts are too deafening (The issues that I'm dealing with are too loud and constantly invading my mind until I can't hear anything else except those issues shouting from inside my head.) Resonating through the tranquility (Somehow those loud issues are echoing in the calmness that I feel at that particular time.) Of pure obscurity (The calmness is actually the numb feeling that I have that has been manifested from the confused thoughts.) I need a remedy like your voice (Somehow there's a slow calming voice that u kept hearing in the chaos of confusion.) Secure me from this appalling disillusionment (I need a (savior/friend) to save me from this terrible disappointment.) In time and space which are frozen (From where I'm standing in life, time seems to be static and agonizing moments pass too slow.) A cycle of sentiment begins with every breath I take (As long as my savior/friend is alive, I can feel a set of different feelings run through me every second I think of my friend.) Transporting me to the other side (The feelings completely made me forget about my issues/woes.) It is almost surreal that I would rupture again (It's weird that thinking of my friend would make me feel like I've been shattered to pieces bcoz my friend is my savior. I tried to mend the pieces (Trying to understand & accept why the hatred, confusion, admiration towards my savior/friend are mingling into one.) Fear, anger, joy, and sadness (The feelings of the issues that I'm dealing with.) To no avail (Unaccomplished.) Molded in vain (Failed to understand.) In life and death which are destined (All of us have our fates already written in God's will.) Your clear conscience is my redeemer (My savior's/friend's positive & supportive attitude towards me saves me from loathing myself.) After these silent epilogues of distortions (The silent treatments my savior/friend gave (being cold) after a lot of misunderstandings.) I am drifting beyond the semblance (I keep on hoping for this facade or false hope to become a dream come true, that is to have my savior/friend come and save me.) Somehow nothing is more gratifying (Even though I know that it's all a facade, I feel like nothing is more fulfilling...) Than your recognition (Than how I'm not invisible to the savior/friend who have inspired me.) The soul finds refuge in you (I find peacefulness in confiding my savior/friend.) Enclose method of ignorance (Being unaware or couldn't care less in an isolated environment.) Taken over by bliss (Overcome by the feeling of sudden happiness.) Just like a flawless melancholy (Just like being totally depressed at the same time.) Deep within thoughts (Deep down my heart.) And further than the unfamiliar (Beyond what I think is unreal.) With your voice at the back of my head (With the memories of what my savior/friend has told me.) Audacity fills me and I am unique again (The memories sort of empowered me & now I have courage again as well as the feeling of being special.) These sentiments of mine are shifting (The feelings that I have now are changing.) To the same place where you are (The feelings are actually my thoughts about my savior/friend & that my feelings are the same as my friend's.) Tools: Thesaurus, Macromedia Fireworks 8, Adobe Photoshop CS. Photos: Google images (not copyrighted). Font: Try 1001FreeFonts [link] or 1001Fonts [link] [please notify me if you intend to use my work for any purposes and copyright is to remain intact at all times // any alterations to the original work are strictly prohibited] |
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well, it's the other way around for me
i wrote a lyric once.. that was the starting point of my fixation with poetry. that's why the rest of my poetry mostly got simple words on it coz they were meant to be lyrics... and that's why some of 'em rhyme too..
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"The entities of one's essence relies on one's beliefs. Thus, open your mind & let the possibilities guide you but beware as it might condemn you as well."
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The Wise player thinks seven moves ahead
Fail to plan, plan to fail
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