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Literature
Make Believe
Can you hear it?
The sound of flapping wings up high;
Can you hear it?
A growl echoing in the sky.
You’ve heard about them in stories
‘Bout castles, heroes and fairies,
Their great wisdom’s legendary,
Epic deeds write their glory,
It’s an honor to be their friend
And have them close till the end,
It’s a privilege to earn their trust,
So don’t let it turn to dust.
Can you see it?
A silhouette coming to you;
Can you see it?
A sight clear like morning dew.
Come closer and don’t be afraid,
Don’t stay there in the shade,
You have no reason to fear them
When they’re gentle as a poem;
They’re happy to meet someone new,
Someone curious such as you,
They’re willing to show kindness
And aid you in your sadness.
Can you feel it?
A body elegant and strong;
Can you feel it?
Movement delicate as a song.
Sense their strong tie with nature,
Their bond with every creature,
How they’re part of the grand show
More than you’ll e
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Outcast
One head, two hands, two feet, two ears,
One heart, one brain, one mind,
I walk, I breathe, I’ve doubts and fears,
I am one of your kind.
Yet I feel like I don’t belong
In the grand scheme of things;
I want to know where I belong
So I can spread my wings.
I try to make my own voice heard
But it reaches deaf ears,
I dream to live free as a bird
But I’m drowning in tears.
I want to be warm and loving,
Humble, open, modest,
Traits so rare among the living;
It’s hard to be honest.
I know I'm not perfect,
I don’t pretend to be;
Why do I feel like a convict
In this world around me?
People had become so selfish
In their quest for rewards,
They are stinging like a catfish
In a race with no awards.
Is there anybody who cares
And willing to help me?
Will somebody show me the stairs
And help me find the key?
No, they only want to use me
As a tool for their goals.
After that they will just leave
And play their greedy roles.
They will go but I shall remain
To spend lif
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Literature
The Killing Steel
This is a story so painful to hear
From a time of endless terror and fear,
When a night at home could be the last
And the final sound could be a loud blast.
The shadow of death spreading far and wide,
Countless souls forced into a last train ride,
Shedding tears, spilling blood, this was the plan
To quench the thirst for power of one man.
With one hand he was waving at the crowd,
Hearing his metallic name called out loud,
Under his mustache he gave a cold smile
While planning in his mind an act so vile.
The shepherd began to kill his own herd,
His sheep could be slain with a single word,
They were helpless under this bloody tide
And no ears would hear how loudly they’ve cried.
A simple signature could mark their end,
Betrayal would come even from a friend,
Regardless of faith, regardless of name,
To the man of steel they were all the same.
Mercy and pity were shown to none
As the lists were cleared out one by one.
It wasn’t enough and he wanted more,
Willing to spread fear
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Literature
Coming Home
Giants made of concrete and metal,
Horns, engines, noise, a screeching choral,
These you find in an urban jungle,
Where its thick vines can kill and strangle.
Smoke and dust are filling the landscape,
Once you enter it you can't escape,
For me, apartments are like prison,
In which I'm slowly being eaten.
People turn back and have no concern,
Telling me I should be more modern.
There is no place here for my spirit,
Here, where destruction has no limit.
But there's a place where my heart belongs,
With peace and comfort that my soul longs,
It's the only place I can call home,
And it shelters me like a safe dome.
Fields filled with grass and flowers,
Trees, peace, solitude, soothing colors,
These you can find in the rural life
Where its clean air can heal and revive.
The smell of nature fills the landscape,
Once you sense it you cannot escape,
For me, endless fields are like heaven
In which sadness is slowly eaten.
People turn back and they say hello,
Telling me I am never solo.
This is th
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Literature
Stay Away
You don't have the right to judge me
And question my views and beliefs,
I just want you to let me be;
Don't give me your tired motifs.
You don't see the world as I do,
Yet you want me to be normal.
You just see me as you want to,
As an arc in your own circle.
It doesn't matter where I go,
And I'm alone on my journey.
I'm the actor of my own show,
You watch me and think I'm loony.
But I've seen things you'll never see,
Places in which you won't travel,
Through life I fought to become free
While you stayed locked in your castle.
Don't presume to understand me,
You won't have me at your finger.
I alone have the only key,
So stay there, don't raise my anger.
Stay away from my private land,
From my world and from my dragon,
For you it is nothing but sand,
For you it is always barren.
Teutorix Maxen
March 3, 2016
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Literature
Terra Antarctica
Here, in the land of endless white,
Where ice dominates every sight,
One can find a world so unique,
Willing to reveal its mystique.
Here, in the land of freezing cold,
Life finds a way to keep its hold
And every being that calls it home
Can thrive under this glacial dome.
Here, in the land of southern lights,
Nature sleeps under prolonged nights
Then wakes up at the sun’s return
When it ends this icy nocturne.
Here, in the land of snowy heights,
One can witness majestic sights
In a world still unknown to man
And not part of his control plan.
Here, in the land of the South Pole,
Close to the penguin’s heart and soul,
This last frontier remains at peace
And its lore shall never decrease.
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February 22, 2016
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Literature
Inner Guardians
They live in our hearts and soul,
When we sleep they’re on patrol
To protect us in the night
From demons that feed on fright.
They’re how we want them to be,
They see what we cannot see.
In turn we tend them in dreams
And they sing us lovely themes.
They arrive when we are born
To take for us each pain’s thorn;
Through the years they grow with us
As we slowly build their trust.
Presence warm as desert sand,
Voice soothing as a soft hand,
Wings for cover when we’re cold,
Devotion that can’t be sold.
Sometimes we hear them whisper
When we are weak as vapor
To help us find the right track
So we can always turn back.
They’ll always be our dragons
To guide us like clear beacons
Through every corner of life
That can cut us like a knife.
We only need to believe
And they’ll never let us grieve
In this world so full of hate,
With minds narrow as a strait.
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January 27, 2016
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Literature
The Show Must Go On
We all saw them rise to greatness
And every sense was our witness
To all the wonders they gave us
Which made everyone feel joyous.
With grace they took their final bow,
With masterful skills they knew how
To reach out to our hearts and souls
And play to the end their great roles.
We thought they would live forever
To give works of gold and silver
But they all went out like candles
And now they're up with the angels.
We've felt a piece of our lives die
When they rose up into the sky.
We still can't believe they're gone,
But their memory must live on.
Let's all sit down and remember
Their entire work and labor;
So let's preserve their foundations
For the future generations.
Teutorix Maxen
January 12, 2016
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Literature
Rebirth (Request)
We’re the rulers of the Earth,
Or so we are taught to think,
But we misvalue our worth
And so we watch our pride shrink.
We’ve made the world a stage
Where we mount a killing play
But we act inside a cage
That keeps us locked in like prey.
It seems we have forgotten
How to seek and find answers,
All our values are now broken,
Cut by hubris’ sharp pincers.
What happened to our ideals?
Were they scattered in the wind?
Can we pass the new ordeals?
Can we become disciplined?
So many questions unanswered,
So long lost in the dark void.
We have become so absurd,
Not knowing what to avoid.
There are still a few out there
Who believe in salvation.
They will never cease to care
Or stop following ration.
Let’s wake up from this slumber
And see the world with new eyes,
Let’s relight the old ember
And let it burn all our lies.
All we need is one moment
To look into the mirror
And see the smallest fragment
Of what’s left of our honor.
We will only get one chance
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Literature
Escapism
Here I find myself once more
Living in a reverie
Where I let my own dreams pour
A rain in my scenery.
Outside the world is laughing,
Pointing and calling me names,
They want me to keep acting
And forever play their games.
So I need a place to hide,
One with my own rules and laws,
Where my mind can freely glide
Away from the world’s cruel saws.
Past a hidden border lies
A world that’s perfect to me;
Over here my soul can rise
Infinitely and be free.
I feel like I’m a painter
And this world is my canvas;
Colors are pure as nectar,
With power to cure madness.
Like the universe it grows,
Changing as the years go by;
Here I will never have foes
And I won’t hear myself cry.
But soon I have to wake up
And face the real world again,
A world that needs a cleanup
Until there are no more stains.
But that day may never come,
So in two realms I shall dwell.
One that’s asleep and so numb,
And one charming like a spell.
Teutorix Maxen
January 1, 2016
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Literature
Life on a Screen
There’s no script, there’s only one take,
Between two shots there is no break
The film is endlessly running;
I now watch the final screening.
My life began as a first draft,
Through the acts I honed my craft,
Years were filmed with many lenses
On so many sets and places.
Comedy, drama and horror,
All of them had me as actor.
Some had sound, some were silent,
And special effects were absent.
I was the only director,
The writer and the editor,
I was the one who called “action”
And set the movie in motion.
Scene by scene and shot by shot,
I have filmed my own life’s plot
And when I watch it on the screen
I’ll make sure that it’s clear and clean.
End credits are ready to roll,
Slowly and calmly like a stroll,
Over them I play a soft song
That only I can sing along.
I have pieced the scenes together
Into a great motion picture.
If it’s a pleasure to recap
I will say that it’s a wrap.
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December 3, 2015
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Literature
A Tale of Two Dragons
They say this is a fairy tale,
Just a story and nothing more.
Sit down, relax, let your mind sail
With a tale like never before.
It happened a long time ago,
When charm and beauty ruled the land,
Each day was a wonderful show,
All was so peaceful and so grand.
Days were warm and full of sun,
Nights were calm and full of lights,
Bright, colorful and equal to none,
All blended into majestic sights.
It was filled with many creatures
Some of which you can see today
Each with their own special features
And many beauties to display.
But one of them stood out the most:
Dragons so mighty and graceful.
A unique sight when they came close,
For some wondrous, for some frightful.
Oh, I wish you could have seen them
Riding the wind up in the sky;
With strong bodies, eyes like gems,
And souls warm as the sun of July.
Many great stories surround them
But there’s one so dear to my heart,
Beautiful like a sweet poem
And lovely like a work of art.
There were once two dragon brothers
Twins, like tw
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Literature
Some Things Never Change
Yang commands to Yin,
Sun sets in the west,
The snake sheds its skin,
Each day a new test.
The world has its laws
Clearly set in stone,
Effect has its cause,
Each soul’s on its own.
We tried to tamper
With this code of laws,
But we’re thin like paper,
And fragile like a vase.
We are thus punished
For being so blind,
We never cherished
A nature so kind.
Earth has great powers
In many tones of black,
What we think is ours
We have to give back.
We’re not the masters,
Just pieces on a board,
And if we’re not monsters
We’ll get our reward.
Winter turns to spring,
Night gives way to day,
Time will always swing,
Light sends dark away.
Some things never change
And follow their course,
So it is not strange
That we cannot kill the source.
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October 30, 2015
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Literature
A Simple Deadly Word
War! So easy to say the word
That’s so futile and absurd,
Three letters have the power
To make the world so sour.
Chanting liberty and freedom,
It calls to us like a beacon
And in a very special way
Molds our souls like clay.
There’s nothing more perfidious,
More enticing, more insidious,
Making one simply forget
To search for the real threat.
We took all too many lives
With powder, steel and knives,
In the name of God and liberation
We head to our own damnation.
Our weapons do the talking,
Further down we keep walking
Along a bloody death track
From which few ever come back.
No one wants to be a hero,
To suffer in a gruesome limbo
Where every step can be your last
And the body can shatter like glass.
Generations paid tribute in blood
That was lost in the timeless mud
But from it sprouted our present
Sung with the notes of their lament.
The years should give us wisdom;
There are other ways to gain freedom,
To bury weapons and hate in the past
And make nations shake hands at
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Literature
Equality So Different
One so far, one so near,
One so warm, one so cold,
Both misty, neither clear,
Not too young, not too old.
Two sides of the same face,
Equal halves of a sphere,
Apart in time and space,
One so far, one so near.
One picture in two frames,
Showing silence untold,
A fire split in two flames,
One so warm, one so cold.
An illusion so sooth,
Courage that smells like fear,
Two forms of the same truth,
Both misty, neither clear.
So apart when we’re close,
Hiding what we must unfold,
Love that we hate the most,
Not too young, not too old.
Teutorix Maxen
October 15, 2015
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Literature
A New Chapter
The freezing rain chills my weary soul,
All my faith lost in a gaping hole,
Loneliness is my only companion
As I lie trapped in an endless canyon.
A constant battle wages deep inside
Where love and hate violently collide
I’m a victim in this war of attrition,
And all my troops are out of position.
I want to raise my hands and shout
But words, they simply won't come out
You still think I’m the one to blame
And you don’t want to hear my name.
You always fed me with your lies
And claimed me only as your prize,
The days slowly turned to years
Until my soul was flooded with tears.
You cast me aside like an old rag
Thinking I will fly a white flag,
To think that I'll come crawling back
To a soul consumed by cold and black.
But I will never go back again
For everything will be in vain,
Instead, I now search for a cure
That will me make me feel secure.
And so, the rain acts as my crucible
I'll do what others deem impossible,
I'll cast aside anger and hate
Escaping the suff'ri
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Literature
The Road Ahead
Burdening you it is,
all the troubles and pains
you've been dealt in life.
Heavy are they,
like chains of iron and dread,
that they weigh you down.
Though hard are the steps
on the road you take,
though difficult are the trials
you face each day,
never give up.
Hope there is to see
as you look ahead.
Dark are the clouds
in the sky,
but bright
is the sun and light.
Gaze not in the past behind,
but look onward
to the life ahead.
Hope and life
lie in the sky above,
breaking through the
storm ahead.
Alone you are not
in thr trials and change.
Around you we are -
friends,
and kin -
always to give air.
The path traveled alone
is weary and hard,
but with us beside you
the easier it becomes.  
Your back and shield
we are -
with you every step
on the way ahead.
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Friendship
A brave girl who wandered alone in the woods
met something on her green path.
It was blue, with two wings, scales on all its body,
its two eyes were full of sadness.
The girl didn’t get scared when first seeing the dragon
as it did not look menacing,
but got instead closer and asked with her sweet tone:
“O what is that makes you sad?”
The creature saw her, then spoke in a male voice:
“I am the only dragon left.”
The girl felt no capable to move at all,
petrified by the news,
for she too knew what it meant to lose all those
that had loved and cared for you.
She instinctively hugged him, the dragon accepted,
in few instants they were friends.
She spent the night with him, they both laughed and joked,
compassionating each other.
Many years then passed for the girl and the dragon,
all happy years spent together.
he did feel alone no more with his companion,
she loved him and he loved her.
One day when they wandered alone in the woods,
flying up with the trees
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(Sometimes) I wish I was a dragon
Sometimes I wish I was a dragon.
Soaring myself into the sky
and leave behind
all stupid human worries.
Sometimes I wish I was a dragon.
Both might and wisdom beside me
to make the world
a nice, more gentle place.
Sometimes I wish I was a dragon.
No need for money, nor to work
Just some good game
and a warm company.
At least I wish I met a dragon.
A wise and kindhearted one who would
be glad to share
his deep knowledge with me.
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Country Autumn
Between the heated sun
of summer
and the chilled winds
of winter, 
lies the season
of autumn.
It be the time
when the trees 
shed their leaves
with such display.
And the sun
rises and sets,
each dawn to dusk,
with splendor.
Come,
and take a ride.
See and feel
nature's change.
Come,
gather the harvest.
See and feel
winter's approach.
Enjoy the time
there is,
as we prepare
for a long rest.
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Greetings, everyone! I'm a hobbyist writer of poetry across various genres, with fantasy being my favorite. Writing has always been a great passion for me, but it wasn't until the beginning of 2015 that I decided to take it seriously. Apart from poetry, I like writing fiction, also in the fantasy genre, but I don't mind tackling other genres as well.

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Hello, my fellow Deviants, artists and friends!

As you no doubt have noticed, I haven't posted anything since August last year and have been completely away since November. I've been in a self-imposed, prolonged hiatus due to various, important, even life-altering, changes in my professional, spiritual and artistic life. These made me put away my writing activities for a time.

First off, I have a new job since November that took me some time to get comfortable with. It is pretty time consuming because, more often than not, I'm required to stay there from morning till evening and sometimes even on Saturdays. But I like this job and post, so I'm not bothered too much by this inconvenience. 

Second, there have been slow, but steady and life-altering changes in my spiritual life as well, changes which began more than a year ago and reached the apex last month. These changes continue and grow day by day, basically accelerating. They completely changed my life on every level, as well as its philosophy, how I view the world, gave me a new sense of purpose and made me a better person. These changes extend to my artistic side as well.

These two, along with a few other reasons, made me enter into an artistic hiatus. Even though I did manage to get some writing done in this period, those works were nothing more than exercise pieces and most of them were left unfinished. Another reason is that I've also started working on a collection of poems that I intend to publish so, for that reason, I won't post them on DA.

I want to take this opportunity to apologize for my sudden and prolonged absence. I also want to apologize if I've worried some of my watchers. I'm still alive and well, just away for a time and it may remain like that for a while.
Hello, my fellow Deviants, artists and friends!

As you no doubt have noticed, I haven't posted anything since August last year and have been completely away since November. I've been in a self-imposed, prolonged hiatus due to various, important, even life-altering, changes in my professional, spiritual and artistic life. These made me put away my writing activities for a time.

First off, I have a new job since November that took me some time to get comfortable with. It is pretty time consuming because, more often than not, I'm required to stay there from morning till evening and sometimes even on Saturdays. But I like this job and post, so I'm not bothered too much by this inconvenience. 

Second, there have been slow, but steady and life-altering changes in my spiritual life as well, changes which began more than a year ago and reached the apex last month. These changes continue and grow day by day, basically accelerating. They completely changed my life on every level, as well as its philosophy, how I view the world, gave me a new sense of purpose and made me a better person. These changes extend to my artistic side as well.

These two, along with a few other reasons, made me enter into an artistic hiatus. Even though I did manage to get some writing done in this period, those works were nothing more than exercise pieces and most of them were left unfinished. Another reason is that I've also started working on a collection of poems that I intend to publish so, for that reason, I won't post them on DA.

I want to take this opportunity to apologize for my sudden and prolonged absence. I also want to apologize if I've worried some of my watchers. I'm still alive and well, just away for a time and it may remain like that for a while.

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RandomVanGloboii Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Welcome back! I'm so glad to read you again! :)
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Thank you so much. It's good to know you're doing well too :)
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Just an update on the contest, there is currently Five days left until the deadline.  

If anything has come up or it has taken longer than usual to get the piece done, let me know.  I am always open to making it fair for all participants to get their entries in.  

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thanks for faving my work
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Thanks for faving my work!
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You are welcome! :)
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My pleasure! :)
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Thank you for faving my work!  ^^
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You are most welcome! ^^
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