I'm not really sure how to explain
These feelings I get when I hear your name.
To tell you the truth, they drive me insane
And I'm not really sure what to do.
I've known you for ages, so why is it now
When I hear your voice, my heart beats so loud?
Why do I feel like I'm walking on clouds
Simply by just being near you?
Why do I write my emotions with rhymes?
It seems like a cheesy waste of my time.
But you are so unique, and truly sublime,
I felt that a poem was fitting.
You see, I find your mind truly remarkable
Those eyes I've known for years and years – why is it only now I see them?
The way they glow in the evening light – like the sun setting over the ocean.
A deep, deep ocean of so many mysteries – some I’ll discover and some I’ll never know
When I find myself drowning within them, why is it that time seems to suddenly slow?
It’s as though the world is finally perfect, no more pain, no more lies…
How do I explain these emotions I feel when I gaze into those hypnotic eyes?
I'm not really sure how to explain
These feelings I get when I hear your name.
To tell you the truth, they drive me insane
And I'm not really sure what to do.
I've known you for ages, so why is it now
When I hear your voice, my heart beats so loud?
Why do I feel like I'm walking on clouds
Simply by just being near you?
Why do I write my emotions with rhymes?
It seems like a cheesy waste of my time.
But you are so unique, and truly sublime,
I felt that a poem was fitting.
You see, I find your mind truly remarkable
A graveyard is not for me-
I am not a stone.
I am not a box,
Not shut away, alone.
Nor am I a name,
I did not earn such a thing.
No arrangement of letters
Represents me.
A graveyard is not for me,
And never was since birth.
I cannot be trapped
Beneath the crusty earth.
How dare you trap me,
And let others tread on me?
How dare you offer flowers
To a stone? It is not me
I am not even the body
That you see before you.
What I am
Is never the same as who.
Do not mourn me,
Do not have any fears.
Do not cry in my name,
I am not tears.
I am a memory,
I am a friend,
I am a reason to smile
When darkness descends.
I am a les
Once upon a night of darkness, rushed the river full of life,
And sadly I continued thinking of my world, so full of strife.
I tried to make it through the days, but always finding no respite,
I tried to see the good through bad, but nowhere there existed light.
And so I walked along the bank, wondering how the end might feel,
When a crying child came walking by, fresh away from some ordeal.
I paused my depressing walk of death to ask the child if I may help,
My voice in the dark surprised him so; I thought he was going to yelp.
I said "Child, what has happened that has made you weep this night?"
I noticed he had a sepulchral fashion
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through dA,
Not a troll was stirring, nor Grinch in his sleigh.
Deviations were hung in digital Galleries with care,
In hopes that +Favourites soon would be there.
The n00bs were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Daily Deviations danced in their heads.
And Fella in his 'kerchief, and spyed (https://www.deviantart.com/spyed) with his night-light,
Had just settled down to log-off for the night,
When over in the Forums there arose such a clatter,
Fella sprang back online to see what was the matter.
To the browser window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the tabs and refreshed the cache.
When what to his art-loving ey
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