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Written In Red
I found a raggedy, tattered and torn journal a few days back. It has blood stains on it, near the end especially. I decided I'd take everything in it and post it… well… what's legible anyway. A lot of the content is either torn or scribbled out, and from skimming through it, I think a few pages may be missing.
Dec--ber 29th, 1-9-
I didn't think this would be imp----nt until today, but on the 13th, I saw this strange sy---- or mark… wha---er you want to call it. The word "m-rin--ko" was near it… I thought noth--g of it at first, but it's ev-----ere now! I sw-ar, at least twice a week I will see that s---ol and that word. It so-und- like a name alm-s- so I may o- may no- l-o- into it.
Jan--r- 7th, 19—
I'm not sure if I s--uld be c-ncer--d or not. I wo-e up this m--ning a-d had pap--s with the –ym--l d-awn all o-er them in red, bl--, and g--en. I do-bt the co--rs are sig---ica-t, but you ne--r know. Th-re is n--hing on these p-pe-- that I see a-
Character Sheet for Blue ExorcistCHARACTER SHEET
Name: Ophi Ryuki
Age: appears 15
Occupation (exorcist, exwire, etc.): She just joined the academy... O3O she's gonna be a Dragoon though.
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 137 lbs.
Sexual Preferences: bisexual
Hair Color: Red, fading to an orange-yellow
Hair Style: relatively short and "fluffy" with a part that sticks up naturally
Eye Color: light green
Skin: palish olive-yellow
Trademark (Tattoos, scars, jewelry, etc.): the spoon she always carries around with her
Fashion Sense: She has a long coat, gloves, and a long skirt-thing. that's her typical out of school clothing.
Link to Image (Optional): dont have one yet.... D:
Weapon of Choice: She actually attacks with her spoon sometimes... O3O but other than that, she uses her own fists
If an angel hears meIf there is an angel near me, I pray to remember me, and I know it will, at see my love for you.
Although I also know... that between me and her, the sky only have dark clouds...
I will pray, I will seek, I swear, I will find it, even if I had to look in a million stars.
In this dark life, absurd without you ... I feel you've become the center and the end of my universe...
If love have any limit, I would cross it for her, and in the vast emptiness of my nights, I feel you, and I will love you ... like I could love you for the first time, when a kiss was a whole lifetime...
Feeling like I lost all my mind... for you.
I understand that your kisses must never be mine, I realize that I will never see my reflection in your eyes. But despite that ... my heart ... instead of love you less, loves you even more.
The two is just one single soul: The scent of her hair, the murmur of her silence...
Her smile like a sweet tale... the sweet honey I tasted on your lips.
I thought you and thought you
Young LoveI was so young
when I first heard
the beats of my heart
pulse lightly upon my ribcage
My toothpick bones,
to the powerful palpitations
And I was still young
when I heard again
the throbs of my heart
pound forcefully upon my ribcage
My metal bar bones,
to the butterfly-wing beats
So you better hurry, boy
as my ribs are becoming
thick as steel
and you’ll soon need a metal cutter
to reach my heart
(And I don’t want to become damaged in the process of being loved).
from the back of my throat, i promisethe world is made of talking trees and cloudy water,
and the way you look at me
i'm no artist but i think i've painted your voice at the base of my neck
it's not something you can come back from
and tomorrow won't be a victory any more than it will be a loss
These Bones (I'm in Suicide With You)we're lost without words
in the ache of the brightness.
these bones are old
we are lost--
i'm lost without you.
(but i haven't a clue what you do with me.)
these bones aren't gold,
so what's worthwhile
about them to you?
we are carbon
blood, blood, flowing blood
that clots in cuts
and runs rivers in veins
and stains, how it stains,
carpet and floor and hands
i'd be more
than all the good
i do for you.
i'd be lost without you
but you don't need me
and i'm in suicide with you
for too many reasons
and too many times.
but my only question--
is my love
even if i lie?
...alegria eterna......alegría eterna...
...te pienso, te siento, te espero,
en los remanentes de nuestro universo,
escuchando el harpa de los recuerdos,
de los nuestros, de los pequeños momentos...
...los besos, el cielo, la timidez,
las miradas, las caricias, la estupidez,
los tropiezos, el tiempo, la felicidad,
las lágrimas, las despedidas, la eternidad...
...los años pasan, el caliente no llega,
mi sonrisa se apaga, la luna se aleja,
mi cabello se opaca, mi vida se acorta,
pero mi sentimiento permanece, persevera...
¿Cuándo será el día, la mañana, que te vea,
que tu sonrisa no sea de mi reminiscencia,
que la brillantez del sol refleje tu dulce esencia,
cuando podrá mi corazón ver la alegría eterna?
-Solem Nocte Infinitus-
What Shall He Be?Oh what shall he be - the one to steal my heart?
Many a man is there in this vast world,
But what sort should I desire?
My sisters have oft said to see him in my thoughts.
To know him there and appease my dreams.
I am slow to act, for what reality could compare to a woman's dream?
But, alas, I do believe
That even I find myself dreaming of him now and again.
And so you ask, what sort of man is he?
Well listen close, for here I shall tell of what sort he would be:
He should be tall and graceful, elegant and fair;
With sweet golden locks of his curly hair.
And have blue eyes that sparkle in the light
Of the sun, bright, as does his smile shine.
His tender words and gentle touch
Would so sooth my heart and troubled mind.
His strong arms would hold me fast in the darkest nights
And chase away my fears 'til dawn.
His sweet lips would kiss me tenderly, lovingly just so.
He would have a heart of pure gold, and be loyal and good.
And looking into his eyes, he would see my soul
And I, giving my
I won't forgetI will always remember
you quietly waiting in the corridors
and opening doors for me to pass through
you drifting in and out of office spaces
and as we walked with matching paces
your smile would quietly etch itself into my memories
of what we were when we were not together.
I will always remember the feelings I wanted to forget
as I walked the limits of darkness every night,
my loneliness like a silhouette
that knew no respite
from the resounding cries
of the kookaburras in the trees
weeping for the heart that wanted to be free
to be with the you
who could not be with me.
I will always remember the voice inside my head
uttering a love that could not be said
across the oceans and the miles
that stretched like a chasm before us
but it was never a distance we did not surmount--
each night a transgression of space and time,
a compression of our imaginations and our minds.
I will never forget these slivers of a past
that used to haunt us with the pain of our non-existence
in a reality we'd
A Measured Love
A Measured Love
She asked how much did he love her?
He answered in a loud cry
To offer at her feet the moon and the stars
To adorn her of all the beautiful flowers in the world
And to woo her each day with love songs that he made
He then asked her how much did she love him?
She fell quiet and thought for a time
Touched his face and put his hand over her beating heart
I love you as the sun sets to let the moon rise
I love you as my heart beats to give me life
And I love you as every breath I do not take, but I would give to you
April 18, 2014
Fantasia y RealidadFantasía y Realidad
Junto al sol y bajo las estrellas,
yo te grabo en mi corazón,
pensando en tus labios y en tu voz,
que en todo momento me llenan de amor.
Tú, amor mío, tú, la esencia de mi fuerza,
la meta de mis sueños, tú, niña y mujer eterna,
quimera de penas, de recuerdos y tristezas,
tú, risa de mi alma, esmeralda de rosas cubierta.
Tatuadas están tus caricias en mi piel,
y en mi interior la flama de tu pasión,
unidas, nuestras almas en paz cabalgan,
por océanos de cristales y verdes estrellas.
Fuego, ardor y sangre con furia de amor,
así se encuentran nuestros corazones de fervor,
siempre con ropajes de eternas llamas y calor,
en un universo de fantasía y realidad en colisión.
Te amo con la eterna flama amada mía,
te extraño y te quiero con la luz del sol, Yadira.
Sabes que soy el árbol que crece por ti,
la luna que brilla noche a noche en tu inte
For My LoveDay one, I saw you
no one there beside you
walking alone inside the dark
Timid as I was
I spoke to you because
I knew the path you walked as well as you did.
Though it seemed a simple thing
it meant a lot for just a 'thing'
and the dark seemed to lighten one shade.
The next few months I saw you
more often than I used to
and it lit a candle in my heart.
From friend to best friend
so quickly it happened
I knew more was in store for us.
Then one day
the darkness faded away
thanks to those words you said.
'I love you.' you said to me
and how joyous I was to be
the one person you loved dearly.
I then said, 'I love you as well.'
and away went the flames of Hell
and your darkness faded off, too.
Now here we are,
so close yet so far,
oh, if only I could see you every day.
The beauty of your smile,
I wish I could see for a long while
and be forever in your company.
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
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