OMG!!! My 2nd Daily Deviation!!!Awee today I feel truly blessed. It was a really big surprise to me ,
since I got the first one on June 2017.
Thanks a lot to the lovely :iconcindywoo: for suggesting it,
and for :iconmocris: for featuring it.
My picture is a stock image,
and I hope it will be for a good use in the future
I feel very very loved and blessed,
and of course thanks a lot for all deviants for the support.
May god bless you all
The Rowboat of Cannibal GhostsCome unbidden,
They ate the can
the Cloud's of
left it's unspeaking
separated by the
of once having
& the mourning
one, vs. a
pointed to the cannibal flag
made from skin.
To my husband I know I'm not the perfect wife,
I know I stumble and let you down,
But nothing will ever change the fact,
That as each day passes,
My love for you grows more and more,
I'm trying to be a better woman,
Because you deserve the best wife,
Here's to you my husband,
I'll love you with all my might
A Toy For A Fly, A Toy Called HorrorThe only chance
by, the Arachnid
whispered, & in
Devil never lied,
bone were picked,
& blood it
knife & barb they
& this all Jacks
& Cards to a Fly silent.
Dracula's HarpNo knives cut stars
quite like the moment,
My time does
not always afford
neither force nor terror,
A new star
knives cut from the
& then the sound,
Present TenseThe child reaches through the chicken wire fence and screams as his attempt to grab the scent of freedom turns ugly, his hand turns into a monstrosity, a gaping circular mouth lined with teeth, teeth, teeth and eyes throughout the intestines in his elbow. An old man pulls him away from the fence as the little boy no older than seven screams in horror, horror from what his hand has become, and horror from having been discovered trying to escape the farm. The wind blows through the desert. All is calm as it was moments earlier. No monsters, no little boys trying to escape any farm. Just wind and sun and light. And a skyscraper. The light reflects across the windows and waits for somebody to see it, to look at it, to stare at it long enough for their eyes to burn. Besides the wind, all is calm, the desert is empty, there are too many miles between the farm and the skyscraper for the little boy to burn his eyes on the skyscrapers reflected light the next time her tries to escape. And again
[Batman] Identity“Alfred?” The cracking voice of a boy, as fractured as his spirit and viewpoint of the world, filters into the room via the doorway. The butler turns away from the window and faces his ward – Prince of Gotham, heir to billions…and frightened soul. People often overlook that part. Money cannot heal this.
“Yes, Master Bruce?” The title remains. Because I am not your father, but I will always be your guide.
Said child takes a few steps forwards, then pauses. His mouth opens and closes several times, before words emerge. “I’m not…sure.” A deep breath. “I’m not sure what to be. What I am.” There is a hard blink of the eyes, a tug of war with his emotions. He takes hold of rage. Strength bleeds into his tenor. “It’s like whatever I was supposed to be was changed when my parents…died.” A mere mention still hurts. “I feel lost.”
How does one respond? Alfred thi
St. Valentine's Day ViewWhen out of
the Red heart's
of St. Valentine's
& went colorless
to the World
As a spider
in shy to
A count of hour's & Vampirical
it's dusty Ash
& Stitches went
[Batman] ForeverAt the height of Winter, the wind insisted on knifing into an already numb pair sat on the edge of a rooftop looking over the expansive dark city. They had picked the highest point to discuss their future. Countless years spent sailing across the dismal sky and wriggling through alleyways. Yet now they were still, admiring their surroundings – an unexpected switch that both needed time to adjust to.
Without hesitation and longing for contact, the emerald-haired clown linked fingers with the male at his right, then ran a thumb over Kevlar. Blue eyes glanced downwards at the gesture, before a smile danced across the owner’s lips. “Maybe I am a twisted moth.”
Acid-green optics narrowed, unsure about the analogy. “What makes you say that?”
“Just…something Barbara said once. That we can’t stay away from the darkness. I’m drawn to it, the same way I’m drawn to you.”
“Hmm, seems like that red-head has some wisdom, a
Perhaps Everything Is Fine"Maybe it isn't about pain, instead, could it be about the sound of rain?"
"You're right, it isn't about the pain."
"Realy? But this whole time everyone's been talking about how pain is the whole point of this story."
"They're wrong. And that's Tox's fault. Since Aniu's death, he's made everything about pain. He's the only one in pain. And I suppose Ruffian is too. But only because of Natox. Anyway, just because Natox think everything is about pain doesn't make it true. He's wrong, you know."
"He's wrong. Then if it's not about pain, what's really going on here?"
"Nakira built a machine that creates pain, remember?"
"What about it?"
"It doesn't actualy create pain."
"Did Nak lie to us?"
"I don't know. She probably just didn't know how to describe it any better. Or perhaps she understands only how the machine works but not the substance it produces."
"How is that possible? And how do you know?"
"I know things only the writer knows. What I don't know is why she gives me
thank youGod my heart cries out to you,
For I have lost my family,
My childhood gone,
My memories shattered,
God it hurts so bad,
God I know this happened and it was your doing,
The pain is unreal,
God I know you have blessed me with a new life,
But God a part of me is scared,
Because this is new and scary to me,
God I'm scared,
I know youre building me up and making me stronger,
But it hurts,
I wasn't ready for this God,
But I know things don't work on my time they work on your time,
God even though its hars to say thank you,
Thank you God for this,
All the pain and hurt,
Thank you for the struggles,
Because I know youre helping me become more like your son,
I know everything you do is for my good God even if it hurts,
God I love you so much,
God even though I am unperfected and unworthy God,
Though I have wronged many,
God please forgive me,
God please love me,
For without you I am nothing God,
I love you with all my heart, mind, and soul,
God thank you