Restored
(08-04-12)
Once adored,
People screaming your name
Making hearts quiver
With just a simple glimpse.
But now...
You lay, broken,
Locked away in the darkness
Absent from people's thoughts.
The hardship of passing years
Took its tone on you...
Laying, untouched for so long,
Longing to be moulded back
To your once adored glory.
And we, long have been waiting
To see that will flourish,
That skin once more refined
And never again to be forgotten.
But alas the day is soon amongst us....
Your hands and feet
Will once again shine,
Taking us to new feat.
Your flawlessly shaped curves
Will once again be restored,
To se
Realm of Hopes and Dreams
(07-04-12)
I can't let myself feel...
Can't pretend to care,
To make myself listen
To unspoken words.
I can't let myself feel...
Cause the only thing it brings
Is nights of hopes and dreams,
An endless cat and mouse chase.
I can't let myself feel...
Cause the only thing it brings,
The only thing that matters...
Is ooh so far away.
I can't let myself feel...
Cause the only thing it brings,
The only thing that matters...
Is... just... pain.
Can't I let myself care
Cause all I feel
Is pain.
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Balel
Marvel
(09-12-11)
I stand in awe,
At the sight of such monstrosity...
How words lie and bleed
While only the eyes reveal all.
Eyes that show fear, terror...
All emotion that we lock inside,
Opened, disclosed
To anyone that dares to look.
Can't understand,
Can't comprehend,
The lengths people go to
Just to lie to themselves.
Dreams, ideals, hopes...
Sins that play with our minds.
They let us see what isn't there,
Let us believe what we can't feel.
Why do we choose to lie?
To rather believe in something we create
Than to open our eyes to the world,
To see the light covered in darkness?
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The Cold and Bitter Winter Snow by 007Balel, literature
Literature
The Cold and Bitter Winter Snow
The Cold and Bitter Winter Snow
(04-12-11)
The winter snow knows no bounds,
Lost in its clutches are we
Who choose to walk in its fading footsteps.
We have a duty to uphold,
To bring justice
To whom it was deprived.
But justice is a word unknown,
To the cold and bitter
Winter snow.
It covers all tracks, all proof of life,
Leaving mysteries unsolved
And gives murderers a Christmas pass.
It holds no remorse,
Neither for the living nor the dead.
For bodies left in its clutches
Are nought but a faded memory.
___________________________________________________________
Balel
Angels
(02-12-11)
O what an angel she was...
You should have seen
The joy in her eyes,
In those tear drops.
"She was almost perfect, daddy.
Almost like an angel,
A sweet little angel..."
I caught her for you...
She was in a corner
Alone, afraid of the dark,
Silly angel.
"Angels remember mommy,
Who is that daddy?
Is it a bad man?"
I could see a light coming
From its belly.
She was almost complete,
Almost a pretty angel.
"Please don't go away, daddy.
Here is the angel,
Take her daddy, take me!"
Why can you never stay,
Don't I please you
With these presents...
Angels are so pretty daddy.
"I am always safe with daddy!
Flowers
(31-10-11)
Life is nought without
flowers; Petals that define
a reason, season.
__________________________________________________________________
Balel
At the stroke of midnight
(16-10-11)
Do you remember the stories,
Irrational tales,
That used to keep us up at night?
Do you remember the tales
About demons,
About monsters that lie under our bed?
Well, here is another tale,
Of werewolves and full moons.
Do you know the one?
Mystical creatures that howl at the sight of the moon?
You may have seen them in films or tv series,
But in the real world they are different.
They are very much real,
And they exist amongst us...
A demon's curse on humans.
A vile transition, only once,
That completely destroys you
And turns you into one of them.
Destined to feed on flesh,
Destined to
The Cold and Bitter Winter Snow by 007Balel, literature
Literature
The Cold and Bitter Winter Snow
The Cold and Bitter Winter Snow
(04-12-11)
The winter snow knows no bounds,
Lost in its clutches are we
Who choose to walk in its fading footsteps.
We have a duty to uphold,
To bring justice
To whom it was deprived.
But justice is a word unknown,
To the cold and bitter
Winter snow.
It covers all tracks, all proof of life,
Leaving mysteries unsolved
And gives murderers a Christmas pass.
It holds no remorse,
Neither for the living nor the dead.
For bodies left in its clutches
Are nought but a faded memory.
___________________________________________________________
Balel
Angels
(02-12-11)
O what an angel she was...
You should have seen
The joy in her eyes,
In those tear drops.
"She was almost perfect, daddy.
Almost like an angel,
A sweet little angel..."
I caught her for you...
She was in a corner
Alone, afraid of the dark,
Silly angel.
"Angels remember mommy,
Who is that daddy?
Is it a bad man?"
I could see a light coming
From its belly.
She was almost complete,
Almost a pretty angel.
"Please don't go away, daddy.
Here is the angel,
Take her daddy, take me!"
Why can you never stay,
Don't I please you
With these presents...
Angels are so pretty daddy.
"I am always safe with daddy!
Flowers
(31-10-11)
Life is nought without
flowers; Petals that define
a reason, season.
__________________________________________________________________
Balel
At the stroke of midnight
(16-10-11)
Do you remember the stories,
Irrational tales,
That used to keep us up at night?
Do you remember the tales
About demons,
About monsters that lie under our bed?
Well, here is another tale,
Of werewolves and full moons.
Do you know the one?
Mystical creatures that howl at the sight of the moon?
You may have seen them in films or tv series,
But in the real world they are different.
They are very much real,
And they exist amongst us...
A demon's curse on humans.
A vile transition, only once,
That completely destroys you
And turns you into one of them.
Destined to feed on flesh,
Destined to
Behind the oak tree
(10-10-11)
When someone asks you;
Do you believe in ghosts,
What is your logical answer?
It is a matter of yes or no.
First there is that moment of silence...
A moment so brief,
Where loved ones lost
Rise from the ashes of our memory.
Then two sides would start,
Each giving swift blows to the other...
A fact why they believe 'no',
A theory why they say 'yes'.
But no one would ever think,
It wouldn't cross your mind
To show someone what you believed,
To open there eyes, even for a second.
Let there be darkness in the light,
Let the skies dim and the stars shine
Let the closed planes open.
Let them join
I gave.
I gave my all for this,
My heart, my body, soul,
My faith, my doubts, my insecurities.
I gave.
I gave my thoughts for this,
My words, my rhymes, my art,
The scribbles in the crevice of my mind.
I gave.
I gave myself for this,
My freedom, solitude,
My love for being lonely and depressed;
My writing juice I call it.
And I took.
I took your love, your heart,
I took your self, your freedom and your friends.
I took what you would give. I gorged on it.
So what do I expect?
A word or two,
That's all I want.
To get that which I gave.
The burning fire deep within your heart,
To manifest itself into sweet words,
Love is A Ballad (By Gudrun355) by abelamario, journal
Love is A Ballad (By Gudrun355)
Love is a ballad
of the soul.
It is your
favorite song
in light
and tenderness -
the sound you hear
at the ocean
and spiraling down
upon mountain breezes.
You take
a stinging breath but
you do not care
about the cold
or damp.
You do not discern
the darkening discord
around you.
Your soul
is a melody -
sweet, lilting tones
that tell that
another holds
you dear.
It is music
you have
always known -
soft and familar
to keep cherished
in your heart-
sung to the world -
fresh and new
like the spring
and a soft, comfortable
wrapping, woven
to guard against
the bitter winter.
The above poem has been written by Gud
The sky's a mass of souls and shadows,
A gorging deep, dark, grey abyss,
The wind a mass of screaming spirits
Burdened souls that've gone amiss,
The raindrops signify its sorrow,
The thunder signifies its fury,
Is this a covenant rebroken?
God's the judge, the sky's the jury.
Time, Trust and Treason. by Emofingers, literature
Literature
Time, Trust and Treason.
Time
Time a virtue, a value, a truth,
A measure beyond the valley of Dark;
A snake like river
Flows though this Valley,
A gush, A rush and it slices through
this terrain of hardship, of sorrow,
Of fear;
Time a being, of pure light;
Beaming in the darkness,
Bringing dawn to the night.
Yet its hollow and painful side;
A sight that leaves little hollow hearts
Behind.
Rushes past those who wait,
Leaves behind those who waste.
No room for mercy or sympathy;
Only gained once and lost in empathy/
This hurtful nature is nothing but grime;
Of a hollow, Hurtful,
Spirit of TIME.
Trust
Another of the friends of what we call time,
Hold On To Life
2-05-12
"WHEN I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high pil`d books, in charact'ry,
Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain;"
(When I have fears that I may cease to be:- John Keats)
Sometimes terror happens in my dreams;
I find that I am deceased; dead and gone
To some other place, where no light gleams!
It is too real; I fear I can't go on.
I know it to be a dream when I awake
To find sunshine brightening the world with glee.
Yet each night dreams slither in like snakes,
And when they come I forget that they are fake,
Dreams take me to places where I am
The Void
(18-05-11)
And as the sun sets behind the sea,
No words shall be uttered,
No sound shall be heard,
Just the silence of it all...
Slowly eating away your soul
As you lose for the last time,
Both the way out
And sanity disappear...
Leaving you with a complete void.
This emptiness turning into
Your final asylum
A place of restrain,
And ultimate void,
Losing the final grip
To your once loved sanity.
Screaming into the utter void,
No sound is heard,
Fighting away this poison
Is just not an option.
Like a pit,
An endless fall,
Of confusion
And denial.
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Bale
Favourite genre of music: Rock Favourite style of art: Abstract Operating System: 7 (but XP fav) Favourite cartoon character: Vegeta (Dragon Ball Z) Personal Quote: "Everything happens for a reason"
Favourite Movies
Saw (currently)
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Linkin Park
Favourite Games
BioShock
Favourite Gaming Platform
PC
Other Interests
Writing, Gaming, Chatting with friends, Photo Editing
Happy new year everyone!
May the new year bring you and all your dear ones joy and happiness.
Well, it has been quite sometime since my last journal. But just to let everyone know, I'm still active and pop on DA. I just have been pretty bust with university this past year or so... so yeah haven't managed to shake university's load off my back. Hope every one is doing ok and looking forward to catching up on my watcher's pieces cause I've missed reading your work.
Also, wanted to thank the person who gave me a premium membership for this month. Whoever you are, thanks!
Now, enough blabbing and some features!!
If some of you didn't know,
Yes, I'm still alive for any of you wondering... I do apologize however for my absence.
So, finally after a long awaited wait, uni results are finally in! (yes it took a whole month, but that's just to show you how relax we should really take life. If the people in charge of 11,000 students take everything relaxed and so lightly, why shouldn't we?) But the most important thing out of all that waiting is that I passed *long breath of relief*, so now we move onto 3rd year!
On another note, I know I still have some critiques to hand out (some of which had noted me personally..) I just wanted to let you know that I haven't forgotten and will ge
Hope this journal finds you all well... Today I will be bringing you some features from the spring contest that was held at FeelFreeLetItOut (https://www.deviantart.com/feelfreeletitout)!!
:bulletblack: jSiAgWsVaIwI (https://www.deviantart.com/jsiagwsvaiwi)
:thumb295969913: (winning piece)
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:bulletblack: MagicalJoey (https://www.deviantart.com/magicaljoey)
:thumb293951761: (placed 2nd)
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:bulletblack: NightMeadow (https://www.deviantart.com/nightmeadow)
:thumb295671478: (special mention)
I suggest that you guys give them a read -and also comment if you like them. I found them to be some amazing pieces and definitely deserved to win!
So;
Thats all for now...
Take Care,
Balel
Hope you're doing good, it has been far too long!! Hopefully as time goes by I will manage to find more time to come on DA again, but it has been a bit busy with work and school.
I recently wrote a Poem Balel, I'd love it if you could give it a read. I think you'll love it. Its absolutely crazy! I don't know what I was thinking when i wrote it!