Newest
Invisible TearInvisible TearInvisible Tear
Feelings of emotion well up inside, The pressing of your fears Into your life, The feeling of the emptiness That follows, of that , Lonely, Solitary Invisible Tear.
by ~Quilaen
NightmaresNightmaresNightmares
Multi-coloured nightmare from every sound and sight filling my soul with fear before my life draws into night. The nightmare of life's day time pass, as clocks tick. Glasses spill their souls all out like humans in the prime of life, life which held certain, certain certainties, certain to change,. Certain to death to die is a death worthy of the proud.
by ~Quilaen
Modern SoldierModern SoldierModern Soldier
Lying 'dead' on the bed, Bullets torn through his soul, Breathing through machines, No consciousness here. Or so they think.
Oh faceless nameless one, Sent to the fields To fight and die For what they believe. They believe a lie.
by ~Quilaen
Memoirs of a Beauty QueenMemoirs of a Beauty QueenMemoirs of a Beauty Queen
Memoirs of a beauty queen, best that i'd ever seen, even on that cold cold night, when her heart went cold. Cold to me, to the world and me, to everybody. She, stolen from me, cared for us all, was this her fault, did she jump the edge, was it a choice that she will stand by, a care she also help beyond, and now she is beyond, beyond my reach, i think of the joy, then i think of the joining, should i go with her? I shall
by ~Quilaen
Favourites
No favourites yet.
Watchers
No watchers yet.
Journal
No journal entries yet.
deviantID
No deviantID yet.
Devious Info
- Current Residence: Ireland
- Interests: Guitar, Writing, Achaea
- Favourite movie: Shawshank Redemption
- Favourite poet or writer: T.S. Eliot
- Favourite photographer: Oskar
- Favourite game: Achaea
- Favourite gaming platform: XBOX360
- Website: http://www.quilaen.tk
- Email: quilaen@gmail.com
- MSN: sharkticon987@hotmail.com
deviantART Community Board
Comments
Site Map
©2009 deviantART. All rights reserved
*nose*
--
*'Life is a long arduous journey through jungles of confusion and mountains of despair, all leading to a desert of the soul.'*
Previous PageNext Page