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What Will...?Curiosity is growing;
as I wonder...
If you ever come to me,
and hug me suddenly...
What will I do?
What will I react?
What will I sound?
This sincere heart; even though fragile,
twisted and damaged for many times,
it still functions, but never the same...
Still, when the right person comes; that is you...
Does the sweet, unexpected, respected movements,
my heart will healed, perfectly, wonderfully
in a blink of an eye...
So, my curiosity will keep growing;
my thoughts will keep wondering...
If you ever come to me,
and hug me suddenly...
What will I do?
What will I react?
What will I sound?
(MBLAQ) A Congratulations' Fan-ServiceAfter years of training, you finally debuted as an actress in J.Tune Camp. So, you signed a contract with the company in CEO's room, and then, when you exits the room, your manager give you permission to go straight running and find Seungho. (your manager knows that you really like Seungho and he was like a brother to you since he was always there for you.)
Room by room... You looked everywhere. But Seungho is no where to be found. You only saw all the MBLAQ members in a practicing room but not Seungho. They're whispering to each other and you just can't hear what they are saying...Well, it seems like they're planning some things... You can tell. And they're acting not to know your appearance, so few seconds after, you just go near to approach them.
You : chogiyoo oppaa.
Mir : *Shocked* 'Your name'!! nae dosaengie!! *playful voice* *then quickly hugs you*
..*all the MBLAQ members laugh*
Joon : Yah!! Kumanaae!! *unlocks you from Mir's tight hug*
You : Aniii! Kwencanay
As I Look At YouThese, gorgeous, blooming,
heavenly, magnificent feelings
appear; all speed to the senses
as I glimpse to that, fascinating,
enchanting, well-liked figure...
And those, exposed grins, smiles
declare a stunning design, reaches
to the eyes, effortlessly;
gleaming, melting the heart
Styles, fashions, all sparks;
your natural, husky voice, everything,
are you exhibiting the charms?
Even simplest moves, as you sing,
thrill my nerves; I still feel it!
These kind, of pleasures, drown me
into unexplained thoughts...
The shapes, doodle by you,
what are these?
It's crazy, it's nonsense;
am I obsessed?
Lover and Best Friend4 in the evening, that beautiful scenery..
They were sharing a scarf, like a couple
walking down the snowy road together, slowly;
as the girl told stories, the boy listened;
no signs of coldness, especially in between
their holding hands; the minds and feelings
all filled with happiness and joy..
They kept walking; until arrived to a big tree
as a shelter, they sat there; still holding hands
and the moment goes on, and on; story by story..
"It's getting dark.." says the boy suddenly;
the girl replied, "Lets go home then"
as she wanted to get up; suddenly, "no, not yet"
says the boy, he pulls her hand to sit down;
"I need to tell you something, I want you
to know, that I just like you so mu.."
Before he even finished the words, the girl
kissed him by the cheek; then smiled
and she said..
"Yes, I already know that."
"I just like you that much too."
Are You Still Smiling That Way?reminiscence the times we met long ago
you had a childish smile; drawn
on a small, round; yet a cute face
it gave me endless of wonders
Will that smile remains?
Those moments are blessed; where
the whole scenery was beautiful
and perfect; you came to me
like a sudden rain of happiness
heavier and heavier, around me..
You were always there when I needed
with a playful, but the sweetest smile
that belongs to a prince charming
never failed stealing my heart away..
Quiet a long time have passed
if only I could look at you again
after all these time; just to see
if you still have that smile..
Welcome to a Modern WorldOnce again, both my eyes are opened
Returning myself from the dreamland to the reality
Where the silent screams existed,
Where the wishes shattered
And no one even lend their side ear, as hypocrite lies through
Not even one, is cared; when everyone are all busy, busy with themselves
Business; works, first thing in every thought, but unrealized that the world is full
Full with humans who needed money the most
Who needed be saved and given attention
But only, three out of ten are releasing their cares; and the sad truth is forming
Where the truth is like folding a paper airplane; then throws it to the sky, far, far away
And it will collapse, disappear; as it no longer be seen, no longer be heard
No one knows but themselves; of what is the next worst in front
It could be the worst thing; that we ever imagined
But right now, all we still doing is thinking
Thinking of useless solutions
Remember Our Last Song (Pt.2) ENDGale fall asleep so quickly; his eyes become really tired because of the whole day without rest. In the same time, Fein was trying hard to sleep. She keeps counting the sheep in her dream.
The morning has finally come; the clock had show that its 8am. Gale woke up as he heard his phone rings again, knowing that it would be a message from Fein. Fein says: "Good morning, Gale. Please do remember what I told you last night. Okay?" Gale replied: "Okay. No Problem. Good morning." Before he tried to send it, he got an idea of adding something near last word, he added a small heart. Hoping that Fein will know about what he really feels for her. Few moments after, Gale deletes the heart before he even sends the simple text. He knew that if the heart is sent, the situation will be really awkward when they meet up. He also thinks that a relationship should not rush as it may effect the situations.
Through the night, Fein really cannot
Remember Our Last Song (Pt.1)One fine day, a teenager named Gale had to drive to a book-store; which asked by his mother. He had to buy some reference books that are needed by his sick younger brother. As Gale arrived near to the book-store, he parked safely and quickly got out from his car. He wanted to be in time, as promised to his mother.
After Gale has finally found all of the reference books, he ran to the counter. But then suddenly, he bumped to a girl named Fein. She fell down; her music books are all messed on the ground. Gale said sorry to her and quickly help her get up with all the books. Fein did not angry; but she seems speechless and only replying him "it's okay". Few moments after, Gale felt the urge to know her name; seeing that Fein has the same interest in music. So they shook hands, and only two words come out from each own lips.
They both know that they should be quickly. That simple greeting and eyes met have just started it all.
Christmas WarmthThe day ..The night
has finally arrive where every houses
are having crystal lights from the Christmas tree
and every family are filled with harmony
warmth and love..
Happiness is all in the air..
..There are two teenagers
finally meet in their hometown
of studies and long to be together..
It was a very silent night and a holy night,
they two spend time praying sitting together
under the big Christmas tree along with their family..
The lovers knew that beautiful moment
they are h
Darling, Don't You DareTo the girl who skips dinner,
Because her reflection hurts more than
To the boy who wears sweatshirts
On hot summer days,
Because he doesn’t want his mother to cry over his
To the boy who weeps uncontrollably
Until he falls asleep,
Because it’s the only way to escape into his
To the girl who spends her days in her bedroom,
Because the dark is more peaceful than her
To the child who gets angry,
Because no one understands.
To the teens who self-harm,
To the ones in recovery,
To the ones that just can’t do it anymore…
For the girl who skips meals
And the boy who wears sweatshirts,
For the boy who cries,
The girl who hides,
And the ones who just can’t do it anymore.
You’ve come this far.
Don’t you dare give up on it, now.
I am the daughter of a sailor.There is pure sea water
rushing through my veins
& my vocabulary can be
just as colorful.
how do I begin to tell you
we all have jungles growing
in our chests?-
by human hands?
I like to pretend
it’s Draco residing
in this chest of mine-
clogging my lungs,
I have forgotten
how to write
or anything with a shred
I have no space left within myself
for celestial, fire breathing dragons-
because I realize now
when I look in the mirror,
I do not see my father.
I screamMy scream is loud.
My scream is honest.
My scream is desperate.
My scream is filled with truth.
Why would nobody hear me?
You're Not DepressedDepression isn’t what you think it is.
You’re just sad.
If you and your boyfriend or girlfriend just broke up, you’re not depressed.
If you are longing to be with that one girl or boy, you’re not depressed.
If you really want to meet that one celebrity, you’re not depressed.
If you haven’t gotten a text from any of your friends all day and want to talk to someone, you’re not depressed.
If you cried in the shower last night because you want that guy to be your boyfriend,
Or sat on your bed last night with your face in your hands wanting to be with that one girl,
You’re not depressed.
Until you have hated yourself,
Felt no self-worth,
Felt like you’d never amount to anything
And are useless,
You want to lie in bed all day and do nothing but think,
Think you are never good enough for anyone,
Don’t deserve anyone,
Lost any interest in drawing, writing, reading, singing, etc…
You don’t want to be around anyone, just by
dearly belovedthese days
your name has been slipping
in and out of my rib cage
my heart forgets to beat.
how even after all these months i still
don't want to believe that
you're dead. how during the
first couple of weeks i prayed
to a god i didn't believe in and begged to know
if death tasted sweet to you. how once,
when the monsters in my head
didn't let me sleep, i
wrote you three poems and then
you were a supernova that
lit up my life for
a few radiant moments before,
like all good things in this
you came to an end.
the sinner in me hopes that you have wings now.
but i think that,
most of all,
i hope you no longer
remember what pain
Let me dieGo away
Leave me alone
And let me die
Of this world
I don't want to live
Because there's no light
At the end of this tunnel
So I'll just end my life
Don't try to stop me
And we'll meet again
On the other side
Outside this dark tunnel
I am afraid of monsters like you.Bones and sinew cling
to the part of me
that is not human,
the part of me that
Your lips are ready
to pounce mine when
you lace my neck with
the collar of hope.
It hangs too tightly.
Only GirlsOnly Girls can suffer from weight loss,
can cut and cut until their blood is all gone.
Only girls can cry out their angry emotions,
and watch them pool from their eyes like the raging oceans.
Emotions are qualities reserved for women women only,
without them, what men would bask in their glory.
Only women can abort an unwanted fetus,
when a man mourns his lost child, he's nothing but a bigoted sexist.
Only girls can wear their hair long,
put on cake loads of make up, and twirl their hips to a song.
Strip down in public to your bra and underwear,
only girls will get angry when their objectified by eyes everywhere.
Only girls can swallow the pills,
because boys are never depressed, they only grow ill.
Only a woman can claw at her defenseless husband,
and when he tries to defend himself, he's considered little to nothing.
Cry 'sexual-harassment' in the midst of your workplace,
only girls can get away with this, when nothing was done to them in the first place.
Abuse is impossible if it ha
Wrists.Wrists are not made,
To be cut up by cold blades.
Blood was meant to stay in your veins,
Not to be drained.
From your body,
You're stronger than that,
I know a person can only take,
Until they break.
And you have your doubts,
And when you lay in bed,
The pain is all you think about.
But you're so much more,
Than your heart aches.
So much more,
Than your demons.
Even if you feel,
Like your dying,
And you are through with trying,
Because all you've been doing lately is crying.
I want you to know,
That no, you're not alone.
And you re going to survive.
Please just drop your knife,
Because you're going to,
Make it out alive.
Drowning Into Deep Sea...The strong wind of lies pushes her off
from the boat where she thoughts
that she will stay forever
but now, followed by the wind
she fell deep
into the sea..
No one is there
to see her drown..
She was all alone
but only accompanied by her past memories
that she once have threw them away..
She thoughts as it all fade deep into the ocean
her happiness will be last forever..
She began to thought that no one,
Of Snake Charmers and TreesThere are mathematicians
that calculate the gravitational
pull that tethers us to one another,
teasing sense out of the fabric
of Time and Space like
wizened snake charmers.
I thought them so horribly
unromantic, searching for
logic amidst wildflowers--
reasoning being reason enough
to put one foot in front
of the other each day.
True beauty lay printed
on petals and pages,
where I delved for pearls;
the patterns in the pathos
intriguing me into each
rising of the sun.
I do not remember when
it occurred to me that
without fractals there would
be no trees, nor without love
would people have any reason
to calculate the distances that
separate them from their muses.
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