Slender, nimble, majestic king
Observes the world with scornful eye
Such vexation your presence brings
Slender, nimble, majestic king
Cruel and wily, that four-pawed thing
I will regret you til I die
Slender, nimble, majestic king
Observes the world with scornful eye.
Trivial Discourse by ikle-fluffy-sootball, literature
Literature
Trivial Discourse
Words
Like frost on leaves
Like kites that kiss the sky
Like a raging forest fire
And people gaze
With streetlamp eyes
As if it really matters where they are;
Where they will be
Lies
Like frightened birds
That spread and screech
And claw at the raw flesh of reason
A petty dialogue
Conveyed with eyes and hearts and hands
A hollow circadian rhythm
Like a blackened funeral pyre
Truth
Unwritten and unspoken
Lying stagnant between the touches
Of capricious, deceptive lips.
I trust the moon,
Because the moon never lies,
The moon never fades,
And the moon never dies.
Once upon a memory,
That great orb was a heart,
Belonging to a young girl,
Who was once torn apart.
On a warm summers day,
She met a young man at a bar,
Who said he was a traveller,
And that hed come far.
They sat and talked,
And shared a smile,
And every night they met,
To forget life for a while.
But the man had a secret;
He was not what he seemed,
Though he loved the girl deeply,
Even more than hed dreamed.
He met her one evening,
And told her straight,
That he was a prince,
Who was bound by fate.
He was to be
My Shining Saviour by ikle-fluffy-sootball, literature
Literature
My Shining Saviour
You glitter in the moonlight,
Like a precious jewel.
I hold you safe in my hand,
Controlling your magic.
A flash of silver,
And you grant me scarlet streams.
They flow over you,
Creating streaks and linear patterns.
The bright contrast of red against silver,
The liquid of life snaking across your cool surface.
And you sink deeper.
You are weightless,
Yet brimming with power.
You calm and control me,
Letting me take on your weightlessness.
And I let you rest once more,
Hidden away in a secret place.
My shining saviour,
My angel of crimson dreams.
Slender, nimble, majestic king
Observes the world with scornful eye
Such vexation your presence brings
Slender, nimble, majestic king
Cruel and wily, that four-pawed thing
I will regret you til I die
Slender, nimble, majestic king
Observes the world with scornful eye.
Trivial Discourse by ikle-fluffy-sootball, literature
Literature
Trivial Discourse
Words
Like frost on leaves
Like kites that kiss the sky
Like a raging forest fire
And people gaze
With streetlamp eyes
As if it really matters where they are;
Where they will be
Lies
Like frightened birds
That spread and screech
And claw at the raw flesh of reason
A petty dialogue
Conveyed with eyes and hearts and hands
A hollow circadian rhythm
Like a blackened funeral pyre
Truth
Unwritten and unspoken
Lying stagnant between the touches
Of capricious, deceptive lips.
I trust the moon,
Because the moon never lies,
The moon never fades,
And the moon never dies.
Once upon a memory,
That great orb was a heart,
Belonging to a young girl,
Who was once torn apart.
On a warm summers day,
She met a young man at a bar,
Who said he was a traveller,
And that hed come far.
They sat and talked,
And shared a smile,
And every night they met,
To forget life for a while.
But the man had a secret;
He was not what he seemed,
Though he loved the girl deeply,
Even more than hed dreamed.
He met her one evening,
And told her straight,
That he was a prince,
Who was bound by fate.
He was to be
Lemon is a lemon,
And I can't think of anything that rhymes with lemon,
But actually Perran kind of rhymes with Lemon,
But you'd kill me if I said that,
So I won't.
My Shining Saviour by ikle-fluffy-sootball, literature
Literature
My Shining Saviour
You glitter in the moonlight,
Like a precious jewel.
I hold you safe in my hand,
Controlling your magic.
A flash of silver,
And you grant me scarlet streams.
They flow over you,
Creating streaks and linear patterns.
The bright contrast of red against silver,
The liquid of life snaking across your cool surface.
And you sink deeper.
You are weightless,
Yet brimming with power.
You calm and control me,
Letting me take on your weightlessness.
And I let you rest once more,
Hidden away in a secret place.
My shining saviour,
My angel of crimson dreams.
Trivial Discourse by ikle-fluffy-sootball, literature
Literature
Trivial Discourse
Words
Like frost on leaves
Like kites that kiss the sky
Like a raging forest fire
And people gaze
With streetlamp eyes
As if it really matters where they are;
Where they will be
Lies
Like frightened birds
That spread and screech
And claw at the raw flesh of reason
A petty dialogue
Conveyed with eyes and hearts and hands
A hollow circadian rhythm
Like a blackened funeral pyre
Truth
Unwritten and unspoken
Lying stagnant between the touches
Of capricious, deceptive lips.
Oh, hi. You probably accidentally stumbled across my profile while looking for actual art. Do carry on, I'll just be sitting in the corner rocking back and forth to the sound of my depleting sanity C:
Current Residence: My house, England Favourite genre of music: I don't really have a favourite...I like all sorts Favourite photographer: october-fairy MP3 player of choice: Creative Zen. Anyone who dares mention the word iPod in front of me will die a gruesome death. Wallpaper of choice: My lolcat one :P And the Persona 4 one on my laptop Favourite cartoon character: Gaara ^_^ Personal Quote: I'll bite you.
I have not updated this in a very long time.
Ah well, here's a little wave hello to any poor unfortunate soul from the HH forum who managed to end up here.
I love you all, you're beautiful :3
Actually, there are no tits in this journal. I just wanted to get your attention. I apologise for any disappointment.
Sooooooo, quizzy thing stolen from that fairy of Communism.
1. What does your deviantArt name mean and why did you join this site?
It's a reference to the Studio Ghibli film Spirited Away because I used really love it. Uhhh, someone probably showed me the site.
2. What fandom were you obsessed with when you joined and what are you into now?
Uhhhhh...seriously can't remember D: Now? Persona 4 C:
3. How many watchers do you have now?
*goes to look* 19, apparently.
4. Name 3 of your favorite artists on DA
WRLB-42, the-co
So no-one's gonna read this, but I don't care. I'm reading it. And the last entry was depressing.
COLLIJ. It is hard work. Reaaalllyyy hard work. The minute we finish one assignment, they set us another one D:
In other news, it is half term in 26 days. But technically 28.
I also just realised I have absolutely nothing to say.
So...Chozmoz over and out, I suppose.