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Sonnet 26If love is blind why then I'll never see
If hate is all around, where has it gone?
If smiles are priceless I don't need money
If sadness feels so right I hope I'm wrong
If romance is dead then I'll dig a grave
If love at first sight is fake, I'll look twice
If courage wins you over I'll be brave
But if you like a bitch I shan't be nice!
If the heart never lies I speak the truth
If kisses create fireworks then bang!
If love makes you high I'm up on the roof
If you wanted a song - oh, how I sang!
You know for you I'd walk the Earth and back
In spite of all the pain and heart attacks!
Sonnet 32 - "I Was Scared"I was scared of falling in love with you
Just as I was scared of falling back out
Your heart was a wall I longed to break through
Each brick laid there was cemented with doubt
I was scared of not knowing what to say
Should you approach and aim your words at me
Although you never did, it's still okay
For uncomposed is all I'll ever be!
Your eyes went like a knife straight through my heart
They pierced it without knowing what they'd done
I was so fragile from the very start
But such a burning stare defeats the sun
You are so close! And yet you're out of reach..
Love is a lesson only you could teach
Knowing Erika"Smells like cookie dough."
"You always say that."
Arthur glanced despairingly at his friend. She was staring down at her knees and wrinkling her nose in disdain. It gave the impression that she found her knees incredibly repulsive. She raised her head and looked at him in bewilderment.
"I do not," she retaliated.
"You do," Arthur responded. "You said that the last time we were in here."
"Well then, someone obviously likes them."
"Erika, everyone likes cookies."
HelicaseHelio and I were always sitting on the stairs, chatting about the lamina and occasionally making snide remarks about ribosomes. There wasn't much for us to do. Our job was to simply be, and let the RNA scribble down the letters on our foreheads when they came around every once in a while. Helio was a G, I was a C. It wasn't exactly fulfilling, I suppose. There wasn't much to be filled. So to pass the time, we talked.
"You ever wonder?" Helio asked.
"About...well...what's out there." Helio and I were rooted to the stairs, quite happily, but it was awkward to move in. He kind of twisted in the general direction of the closest pore. "Out in the cytoplasm."
"I haven't," I admitted. "What's there to wonder about?"
"That's exactly the thing. I have no idea." Helio sighed, gazing into the distance. "Somehow it feels like we play this huge, huge role in something important, but how can we when we don't even know what that something is? I want to be something that, that has
What Am I? Lingering in that photo...
In that simple shot (still, I feel the bullet there)
I look, and I see a woman.
I am not a woman.
I have never worked for a lifestyle,
given birth for an allowance
I have never truly loved a man.
I am not a woman.
I do not have the means to
to wake, feel the calling..(oh, it calls, but I do not answer)
and move, move, move
until I reach a place of
I am not a woman.
Sometimes, I still take the
of my childhood and
place it on shoulders of
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