Hello all! I suppose I'll start by saying that I love writing. though I've fallen away from doing it for some time, I'm hoping to rekindle the spark that I once had, that certain something that made me feel warm and fuzzy anytime I picked up a pencil and allowed words to flow through me out onto the blank lined sheets of paper I always have sitting around me. So, Let's put a few of my pieces up here for review, if you would not mind. Twilight Evening A thousand eyes Wear Whispering Wings- As darkness stirs Curiosity rings It lies in between ,Neither dark, neither light- The Twilight beckons To those of milky white sight Can't you see me hiding here, Out amongst the trees? Can't you tell the difference then, Between the many leaves? Potential always lies within The mystery of the deeper mind- I simply sit a little closer Through vision subtle and sublime. Reality, in turn, tightens it's grip, A feeble wriggle is all you can give. The slightest wrong, the smallest slip, to lose all reason, the will to live. Just focus, just focus- these scattered thoughts need reigned. Held together, fit the pieces, 'Else their taut and strained. In silence, time sits still The simple creatures frozen splendidly, All detail is sharp and bared, looked upon indifferently. Free me from these acrid thoughts Burning out my drowsy mind I want to sleep, I want to sleep, A wound up string, the tightest bind. ___________________________________ each of the Stanzas in this poem are actually meant to be the start of chapters in a short story I really, REALLY want to get to writing one of these days. Innocence I laid awake in my bed. Nothing in particular crossed my mind; nothing except for the lyrics of the song that was issuing from my earphones. And though there was nothing in my mind, something was stirring in my heart, my soul, my self, my being. The feeling was one of lightness, airiness, as though I would float off at any moment, and yet it was not happy. I felt it fill me up, my chest close to bursting open from this unusual influx of emotion. I could take no more. Tears fled my eyes as I scrunched them shut, a small sigh escaping from my mouth. I wasn't sure what had caused this feeling to emerge so suddenly. Perhaps it was simply a gathering of all the feelings I had been suppressing for the past few weeks? All the thoughts I had Been having on what it truly meant To be "Human"... My thoughts were always so pessimistic, had been aimed at that strange anger, that streak of aggression and sadism I knew existed in all of us. But, this one song had somehow given me an odd feeling of innocence, a feeling of happy naivety that I had not experienced since my youth. And that's what was so saddening about it, I realized. That this loss of innocent belief and curiosity had changed my world, and was something I could never recover. This new feeling of innocence and curiosity was something special, something that, no matter how sickeningly twisted this world may be, proved to me that somewhere there is good, somewhere there is peace, somewhere there is love, somewhere where the abstract and concrete dance together in perfect harmony. I was lost in the music for almost an hour. I didn't want to shut it off, I didn't want to return to the hellish reality that was existence. I just wanted to stay here, in this one place, forever. And never have to worry again, never have to worry about the Nature of humankind or the universe... Somewhere where happiness was nothing more than unconditional. One o clock in the morning turned to two, then three. Somewhere In there I drifted off, the music's soft but animated words dancing through my head and leaving it's imprints behind. I did not want to leave those dreams, those beautiful and simple dreams ever again. And as I woke, tears again fled my eyes in droves. Why? Why couldn't I just stay asleep forever? Why can't I sleep forever and leave this reality behind? _____________________________________________________ A very short piece of my thoughts from a while back. I had been up all night with tears flowing from my eyes, a heavy feeling of hatred and overall dissatisfaction ruining my chances at sleeping. I really, really need another night like this one... Foward The darkness squeezed her gently as she stood, her legs trembling. the strange sensation caused her to gasp as it continued to caress her, moving down across her chest and around her belly. A shiver worked it way down her spine, her wings unfolding wide in response. The Darkness continued continued to work it's way around, covering her flanks, surround the base of each wing. Her eyes flew open, and a moan of pain echoed from her lips. The tendrils drew back, scraping along her sides, leaving deep purple bruises and bright red cuts in its wake. It tugged at her wings, becoming tighter and tighter, causing her teeth to grind, tears wetting cheeks. "No...Stop..." were the only words mustered from the remnants of her breath before the resounding crack of bone split the air. Her piercing wail was the only sound to follow the crack, out into and absorbed by the dark. Her eyes darted about, her pupils dilated, her breath ragged and short. There was nothing. Blood flowed freely from her wounds, each pulse of her heart draining her, spilling her life out onto the floor. "I...I-I can't go now..." She whispered. __________________________________________________ This was going to be the start of a fan fiction inspired by the story A Bluebird's Song that I read on FIMFiction. I haven't really gotten anywhere with this one yet, I just enjoyed trying to make a descriptive scene. I'm certain I'm no where near a master writer yet, but Want to get back into the swing of it and start producing quality items for people to enjoy. So... Any thoughts? Criticisms? Praises? Ups, downs? Did I make you sad, happy, glad, mad, depressed, elated? Let me know!
