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Still Thinking. by raining-pixies, literature

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Still Thinking.

Lured by the tug, tug, pull of boredom, Dragged beneath spiralling eddies of reflection, I lose me, To the creeping onset of an internal winter, That rides the waves of eternity. Am I Inevitably, irrevocably lost to you My sharpest, sweetest sugar? And…. Why should I care If you're never there? It's not like I did before. Hell, are we just finding ways of shutting doors? Or? and, building bridges unbreakable, But ever to be burnt, Burnt by the onward siege of confusion. And lost, we look to the moon's rising, Rising, it reminds us of and all the lies in, Pain. Lunacy's sinking in again, I'm right back where I was b

Flowers by raining-pixies, literature

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Flowers

This rosebud, you, my love, a rose, Though your petals blood, life flows 'Till you bloom this red, red rose As beautiful, as strong. It glows. You're beautiful. But ouch! what's this? Sharp thorns break my skin, You let out all I hold within, Let the blood leak out, And why? And how Is it all dieing now? Submitting to this winter cold, This rose is drained, withered, old. Oh you were beautiful, Hideous rose. Holly, me, my life's the holly. Though the hurt, the cold, It, I, appear green and jolly. I am joyful, so im told. Dangerous, they call me, prickly, But they learn to love me as I grow, My cheerful

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Hidden Wrath by raining-pixies, literature

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Hidden Wrath

I am a ghost, a shadow, Wraith-like and insubstantial, With nobody to see, nowhere to go, I'll lurk in the corners, And watch the time flow, Why not? Who would know? I could go back to society, They'd let me in... grudgingly, But I like it here, Where I can't feel their fear, Taste their pity, Hear their laughter, They know what I'm after, They sense my ugly jealousy, I hate the laughter. So I am alone, It's not so bad, Here in my corner, I'm not sad, There's no suppressed rage, Boiling constantly, quietly, There's no searing pain in my soul, I'm calm see? Trust me. I'm a lier. I loathe you! You trapped me here,

Consolation by raining-pixies, literature

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Consolation

It seems life's led me here again, To face a deep internal pain, So I'll raise my eyes to the heavens, And soak for a while in the sun, For while all I love forsake me, The summer lingers on. It seems life's led me here again, It's always like this, Always the same, Thus on my pathway, I have learned, A simple wisdom as I turned: All simple things are underrated, Your friends will pass away, and their bodies cremated, There's no halfway, They will be gone, But the summer will linger on.

Just Maybe, Maybe. by raining-pixies, literature

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Just Maybe, Maybe.

I think... I'm not sure, But just maybe, maybe, I could be right, Yes, Just maybe, It could be. In fact I'm almost sure now, Almost, not quite, Almost, Almost, almost, Almost because it's been said I should know, And I know, I know, I don't know. How could I know though? It's all new to me, Not to you maybe, But I.... And yes! I am wrong sometimes, I can be selfish, sorry. Tell me, Am I wrong about this too? I don't want to be! This painful joy, Blissful agony, Runs deep and strong. As I blunder though its waters, It's

Wind by raining-pixies, literature

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Wind

Watch the wind. Whistling through the Whipping tendrils, Of the weeping willow tree, Pulling the wilting leaves, On it's wild, wonderous journey, Hurry blind watchers, weirdly waiting, To view what you can't see, What can't you see? Let your eyes sail, happily, Twirling, swirling, Hither and dither, Following the rippling waves, That race across the river. Carry me also wind, Can I come too? Let me cut the strings, Let me soar with you. Just pull on my body, Tug at my hair, Puff my soul out my ears, Blow it into the air, To visit exotic lands, And faraway places, See deserts and jungles, New creatures, new faces. An

Another Love Poem by raining-pixies, literature

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Another Love Poem

I don't know if I can cope, With the intensity Of this frivolous feeling, That makes my heart pound constantly, That keeps miraculously healing, Parts of me I didn't know were, Broken. Before you, I wasn't torn in two and how? Why is it that I'm freewheeling Through desires I didn't know I know? The Scattered, Shattered, Shards, Of the old me, Poor shy girl, Tossed to the heavens, Like stars to be, A sharp reminder, Just mine to see, My past. They are going now, They won

Moods by raining-pixies, literature

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Moods

Iridescent water glistened, A rush of incandescent colour Unmatched Beauty. Twirling ecstatic Swirling hither and dither, I hurry to each new sight, Joyful, healthy, free, I'll see every sparkle, Catch every rustle, Breathe every scent on the breeze, I'll taste every drop of dew, Feel each new sensation. I'm living, light and lithe. Come join me while I cry with laughter, Come bathe with me in the sun, Come see me all are welcome No one shall be denied. And when the sun sinks beneath the horizon, And leaves just glowing remains of the day, And when the darkness covers the sky And when the clouds veil the moonlight, I'll

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United Kingdom
Deviant for 18 years
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Current Residence: Bath
Favourite cartoon character: Eeyore

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Van Gogh, Magritte, Monet

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Tolkien, Charlotte Brontë, Terry Pratchett, Joseph Heller, Phillip Pullman

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books, languages, daydreaming

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raining-pixies

Jun 11, 2007

I feel like a noise...

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...it's somewhere between a winded groan as if I've been punched in the stomach by a piano and a tired, dryly bitter sigh. I'm existing on the line of exhaustion, and will do until someone feeds me. This is cos today I had the 'fun' of two big exams which probably mean lots and will decide my future etc, etc. This when you think about it should not be so much like hard work. Granted I have to think at least a little but a grade total of three and a half hours plus advert time (not literally - stolen phrase) sat in one place does sound that tiring. But it is and so I'm in a yawny daze. Probably none of this makes much sense.  Anyway that whi

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raining-pixies

Jan 17, 2007

Taggage - weirdness.

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Well I am finally not too drunk/hangover/tired/out having a life to do this so I think I'll give it a go... really I have so many weird habits that I shouldn't find it difficult to name 6. I might anyway, but there you are. Blame Bedlam-baby (https://www.deviantart.com/bedlam-baby) :boogie: **Rules: The 1st player of this "game" starts with the topic "6 Weird Habits/Things About Yourself" and people who get tagged need to write a journal about their 6 Weird Habits/Things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "You are tagged" in their devPage comments an

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raining-pixies

Oct 25, 2006

Update (long)

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Hiya. :wave: Well it's been a while since I've updated so I figured since I'm sooo bored now might be a good time. Honestly I only seem to update this thing when I'm off college and therefore bored. Including now during half term. It seems I'm reliant on college to give me a life. How sad. Especially as college has been less than fun at the moment. Liliane (my french teacher in case I hadn't complained to you about her before :D ) is a slavedriver. I swear she expects me to spend every night buried in verb tables and books on  La deuxième guerre mondiale  ARGH!!. And there's the 3000 word english essay to do. For which I only have to b

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ReverendRyu

Aug 20, 2007

Bonfreego su merrr. hi! u read that flippin booook yet? if not why not how not and fo sho! soon? i think so.

raining-pixies

Aug 21, 2007

hellooo!

yeah I finished the book. Creepy isn't it? But very good, (cool!). it's odd reading sci-fi written nearly 30 years ago, I shouldn't but I always think of it as a modern genre. Even though I know it's not really. meh. Fo sho? What? lol.

ReverendRyu

Aug 23, 2007

fo sho . . . for sure! remember that old k.dick was the inspiration for the matrix, try and track down Valis . . . he was light years ahead of his time. . .

raining-pixies

Aug 24, 2007

of course. I will do. I will do. I could do with something half way decent to read after Dracula (You would think that vampires would be interesting wouldn't you? But it's mostly feelingy and religious and boring). You'll be wanting Ubik back at somepoint?

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* nearly 40 years.

yo biiiiatch how comes I havn't talked to my penguin for ages? the beagle is missing his ice cream buddy!

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raining-pixies

May 20, 2007

Ahhh... it's a Beagle! I don't know, we must talk more - as for ice creams you oughta get your waggy tail down to Thorntons (£2 for three scoops) v. nice. Sorry new discovery. Hows life treating you then?