82 Recent Deviations
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To a Brown GirlLittle Brown Girl
I see you over there
I spotted you by the kink of your pretty hair
My little brown girl
I don't understand
Why do you cry in your own hands?
She turned to me with her tears flowing
And her eyes were very foreboding
She said in a very sad voice:
"They said I'm too brown,"
"They bully me whenever they're around,"
"All they make me feel is down!"
I grabbed her by her trembling hand
I said, "It's just because they don't understand,"
"That your dark skin comes from the motherland,"
She said, "No, you don't understand,"
"With their pale skin, they have the upper hand,"
"If being white is what I have to be..."
"Then I rather be them instead of me!"
"You mustn't say that," I told the girl
"They just don't understand how you can be such a pearl,"
"They don't know that with all this pressure,"
"You'll become a worthy contender!"
"My little brown girl, your skin truly glows,"
"Why it's so radiant, no one knows,"
"When you were made, you were blessed,"
"The sun loved you so much-
VoicesMy sister's voice is six foot
even though she's four feet ten
It plays tips with the ceiling
Anyone can hear it
you'd be crazy to ignore it
My brother's voice is low to the ground
It reverberates the floor
and carries with sensual allure
It's an unintelligible sound
from a pretty smart guy
Me and my voice are about the same height
it reaches the tops of the fridge
And can sometimes only be heard by the church mice
It'll smack you when I'm fine
But caress you when I'm sad
Shoutout to the Alligators (Eczema)It's easy to envy the people with clear skin
How smooth and supple it looks
They only need to put on one coat of lotion
And they have that natural glow for hours
while you're the snake shedding its skin
trying to find a hole so you can pity yourself in peace
It's easy to pity yourself
To look in the mirror and hate what you see
And point out how dull and dry and irritated
or inflamed and tight your skin is
And feel ashamed for something you can't help
and make you less than what you are
I know it's hard to put a smile on your face
when there are still people that ask if it's contagious
or when they go out their way to show you that they're fine with your skin
or how you have to say you've already tried a certain cream or ointment
and that you've tried several more just like it and they didn't work either
I know it gets hard when the seasons change
You keep a bottle of that special lotion on you during winter
But it seems to never be enough
In summer the sun is your enemy
the way it bea
sneak peak of the Blood with the Paint
It was another dark night at the Pauline Household. However, it was far off from being… A pleasant night. For inside the house, the famed artist, who many adored her masterpieces. But the painter, sculptor, and creator of all other sorts was quite…off. She usually never leaves her house, her hands are covered in bite marks, she has night terrors for every night, she sometimes muttered strange things, and her auburn hair resembled that of a rat nest, stored paintbrushes like many of her containers. She even had many strange items that she demands not to be touch.
Her hands twitched and spasm as she splashes the color hazel that crosses with the shade of sapphire. Blobs of paint splattered on the stained, wooden floor like rain kisses the earth. The gramophone played the most strange and out of tuned music anyone could possibly hear. Sweat poured down the poor lass as her crusted paint covered hands ache from exhaustion. She let out a terrible scream and fell to her knees.
Sneak peek of Fire Flower of Mightoken
The smoke filled the desolated battlefield as figures searched for their mortal enemies with a desire for each sides' destruction. From the dust created from the dry soil came the walking skeletal undead with weapons made of bone. With the search of their foes, many were attacked by wild wolves.
The creatures of the wildlife combated the bony abominations as bloodshed through the sky. The skeletal warriors butchered many wolves however, the wolves defeated the bone men and claimed their body parts as prizes. It was a deadly confrontation.
But the war was not only on the land but also in the once calm sea, now the challenging combat of the dead waters and the altered sky with destruction and chaos so close that it was almost on the brink.
But the main battle was in the air as two dragons fought the minions of their greatest enemy.
But why did things go this way? Well, we must go back to the beginning.
Long ago, before the dawn of man rose into the sky. Before the
Lillend and Her Watchman: Part 1
Lillend stirred and moaned as the light of the morning sun slowly roused her away from her sleep. The warm bed strove to lull her back into blissful slumber, but once the sounds of church bells floated into her ears, she knew it was time to wake up. She blindly extended her arm out, expecting for it to land on her lover whom she shared the bed with. Her hand fell on soft linen. That's when she mentally scorned herself.
That's right, he's on watch duty. She realized.
Nikolai had risen from bed in the dark of the morning, and prepared himself for the day's watch without awakening her. She praised Nikolai for his bravado, but was upset that she either went to bed alone, or woke up only to find him already gone. Being an officer of Dirfaldir's City Watch, his schedule was under tight strain. Rotation was bi-weekly, and he shifted from days to nights, and vice versa. She fervently savored the few days of which he was off-duty, virtually never leaving his side
The CullingThe free city of Embercrest, situated on the banks of the large Gulf of Koresh, west of the Choral Sea, was a true contemporary wonder among the free city-states dotting the Gulf's shoreline. Its natural harbor acted as a gateway to the Ivrohanian Empire, just across the Choral Sea. Ivrohanian merchants would come and go as quickly as the changing of the seasons, bringing boundless spices, quilts, and commerce to Embercrest. Many different cultures have left their mark not just on the city's people, but also upon the city's identity. What historically was a city of no variation, Embercrest has grown into a multicultural hub and it's this that unites the fifty thousand people living within its walls. But such a utopia was not without its fare share of drawbacks.
The city-states of Koresh were in a state of civil unrest. After years of fighting endless hordes of magical abominations that were conjured by rogue mages, the people of Koresh had grown frightful and hateful of
The Mother from the Hollowed Trees
Children, what is the first word that comes to mind about children? Do you think they're little spoiled overly energetic ruffians that needs a good spanking? Do you believe that they are innocent angels with far more goodness in their hearts than most people? Could it be that you think of them as the key to our future and the hope to humanity? For me, I chose to think of them as all of the above. But there is one thing that everyone could agree, children are unpredictable.
A long time ago, I use to think I could understand children very well that there was no child I could not tame and care for. You see I was a nanny, but not just any nanny, no! I once belonged to a group of the finest nannies in London. The Ten Guardians of Youths. There was our leader Katrina, Jenifer, Alexandra, Mary, Judith, Agatha, Jane, Alice, Vanellope, and me. We did not only look after children, we made them into the proper adults that they could be. Our work had made the world cheered for us.
But remember whe
Christmas war part 2: Life of a childRudolph was flying as fast as he could as he was carrying a small child and what he believes to be her doll. The problem was that she weighted a lot more than what he expected (due to her silver colored wings) which slowed him down just enough for She-pragma and the demons to follow them. The demons were throwing their fire balls at them with Rudolph trying his best to dodge them. This was until one hit his backside causing all three of them to spin wildly to the ground. Rudolph did his best to make sure his passengers didn’t take the fall, Energiea turned pragma into a helmet for her and put it on. As they fell, Rudolph landed head first, causing him to flip over back first causing pragma to hit the ground hard as well, making both pragma and Rudolph to be knocked out and Energiea pinned to the ground under Rudolph weight. She-Pragma, and the demons landed and surrounded her. She-Pragma began to smiles as she got off the reindeer monster and slowly made her way to Energiea, seei
SugarYou were that shot of fresh air
In these stale lungs of mine
Breathing a type of life into me
That I didn't know I still possessed
Adrenaline rushing through these tired veins
Starting a new heartbeat
One that didn't know of pain
That had scarred it from yesterday
Entangled in a different set of emotions
That make me start to hum
And appreciate the rain for washing away the old
Instead of raining it down
Skipping would be too much
But that's the feeling I get
Whenever I start to grin to myself
Thinking of you
I Remember the Day When Earth FellOften the young children will come to me and ask, "Do you remember the day when Earth fell?"
I will look to them and say, "Yes, for my memory still serves me well."
I remember the screaming people, the panicking outcries of a billion voices clamoring against the vastness of extinction.
I remember the airships that took us to the sky and beyond, breaking free from our doomed world and into the infinite blackness of space.
I remember staring out my window, screaming in fear at the blazing gunfire streaming from the monstrous airships in hot pursuit.
I remember my father holding me close as he always did, whispering, "Have no fear, child, for we will live to see another year."
I remember witnessing the bombs being dropped, sealing our exile with blinding white light.
So when they come to me, those young ones with hungry minds, and ask me, "Do you remember the day when Earth fell?"
As always I will look to them and kindly say, "Yes, for my memory still serves me well."
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