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These are a set of arms that I have not met
They have not held a true love yet
They were so small and thin at first
Never were they close to being cursed
They are stronger than I used to know
I had never expected them to grow
To my dismay, these arms are also scarred
There was no one to be your guard
Despite that, your arms are never cold
I rather love your arms, truth be told
They may have been once forsaken
Maybe even quite a bit shaken
Yet, here you are, arms wide open
showing all of your great devotion
displaying all of your deep love
Never again will their emptiness be spoken of
For I will be the one to hold you
My arms have done some growing too
Never again will they be rejected or harmed
I promise, in my arms, you will go unharmed.
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Take It All Away.
There’s a tear between each smile and a fracture on my heart
And a thousand feelings breaking me and tearing me apart
Knowing when it’s over I may lose my sanity
Embrace the mess I am and the storm inside of me
In the dark I have a chance to fight away my problems
To ignore them all away instead of trying to solve them
All I saw when I looked back was a mass of insecurity
Laying waste to who I am and ripping at the seam
Lowering my already non-existent self-esteem
And I couldn’t help admitting I’m a self-made failure
Walking a broken path as a second-hand savior
And it all adds up to nothing; me in a nutshell
Yankin
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...
I didn't
build
this castle
so you could
sit on
your throne
of
lies.
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Confession
I confess
That I am not myself
I am the faceless waste of my influences
That I obey the media like a god
And society like a saint
I confess
That I am one of the crowd
I do what is expected
What is wanted and what is told
Even when I know it is wrong
I confess
That I cannot think
I am a walking machine
That has given up freedom and thought
For the sake of a simpler life
I confess
That I hate based on color
On sex and religion
Unless it is popular
To say I love instead
I confess
That I am a murderer
A thief and a scoundrel
I witnessed the greatest crimes of our time
And stood by in silent admiration
I confess
That I hated because they tol
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So after talking with my friends Edna and Janet, I have come with this poem. I asked them what body part(s) they like most on a guy and bamn, they both said arms. I like arms too.
So I came up with this. Please do tell me what you think. It has been a while since I've written poetry or anything really. Been busy. But comments and feedback would be greatly appreciated.
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This is my first look at any of your work, however having said that, I found this to be extremely good (in my opinion, it is a great effort, I just wish I was a better writer myself so I could say so with some authority) It has a lot of feeling to it. Very well done.