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The brightest dawn has a dusk.
Hardened steel succumbs to rust.
The hottest fire turns cold ash.
Today's fashion-tomorrow's trash.
Fire can't warm my winter chill.
Emptiness whiskey will not fill.
Pain that darkness can't conceal.
Bruises on my heart that won't heal.
Hardened steel succumbs to rust.
The hottest fire turns cold ash.
Today's fashion-tomorrow's trash.
Fire can't warm my winter chill.
Emptiness whiskey will not fill.
Pain that darkness can't conceal.
Bruises on my heart that won't heal.
Literature
Sad Love.
It is sad
When love doesn't survive
Except in memories and missed opportunities.
Or when it is looked down upon
Just because it is different.
Or when it is given up
In favor of familiarity.
Literature
Cadence
it was the softest idea that occurred to me,
while tracing the fresh memory of
your fingers on my skin,
calming me, like the sun going down on the wet, green earth;
this was the tenderness in your face as my tired tears
wet the cushions.
I was wholly encased in your warmth.
there I was slowly suspended, embryonic;
not still, but in a state of cadence,
returning to myself - harmonic
and returning.
you've seen me,
I arrive back to you every morning at the end of my long journeys,
the night still fresh in my cold hair
and the smell of quiet lingering between my fingers;
all the stars still clinging to my clothes and
I arrive at your body. th
Literature
Good Night
it started with “good night”
and the way you stopped saying it
and I told myself it was because
you were too tired
too weary
too worn
and I made it okay
then I stopped being your “good morning”
and everyone else saw you first
and I told myself it was because
you were too busy
too popular
too distracted
and I made it okay
now it ends with “good bye”
and it's not a cry for attention or a ploy for your love
you can tell yourself it's because
I'm too needy
too jealous
too much
but I gotta make it, okay?
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Beautiful writing It describes ending perfectly. Great work!