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For years and years now
I've prayed for this day to come
The day I'd walk out the door
When I'll no longer have to succumb
I'm off to become a woman
Brave and strong just like you
Different only from your flaws
You won't need to help me through
I'll go far away from here
Finding bigger and better things
I'll be just like a little bird
Fluttering away on her little wings
But now that this day is here
I'm not so sure I'm ready to leave
And the look in your eyes tells me
You will soon be ready to grieve
It's hard to imagine all this time
This time I've yearned to break away
I'd relinquish my newfound freedoms
Wishing only that I could stay
But, Mom, I'll make this promise tonight
It doesn't matter how far I go
I'll remember all you gave to me
Even if those years passed long ago
I'll live my life to its full potential
Mom, I'll never disappoint you again
And this relationship we have started
I promise it will never end.
I've prayed for this day to come
The day I'd walk out the door
When I'll no longer have to succumb
I'm off to become a woman
Brave and strong just like you
Different only from your flaws
You won't need to help me through
I'll go far away from here
Finding bigger and better things
I'll be just like a little bird
Fluttering away on her little wings
But now that this day is here
I'm not so sure I'm ready to leave
And the look in your eyes tells me
You will soon be ready to grieve
It's hard to imagine all this time
This time I've yearned to break away
I'd relinquish my newfound freedoms
Wishing only that I could stay
But, Mom, I'll make this promise tonight
It doesn't matter how far I go
I'll remember all you gave to me
Even if those years passed long ago
I'll live my life to its full potential
Mom, I'll never disappoint you again
And this relationship we have started
I promise it will never end.
Literature
Symphony of Dreams
I want to explode with you
softly
gently
nothing like an explosion;
our fire in shades of faith and fleeting touches.
I want to lay on the grass
my head on your stomach
and make a movie about us out of the moving clouds
using the sun and barely visible stars as props.
I want to make music with you
a symphony of dreams and realities we can see
but never touch.
I want to hold everything you are in the palm
of my hand
so I can feel your heart's desires seep into my skin.
I want your all
your anything
your pain and your joy.
I want to help you realize
that you're not alone.
I don't want to miss you anymore, love.
Literature
Requiem for a dream
There lies the bewilderness.
I am lost to it.
Lost in it.
Wandering the merging passageways
The trapezium maze of synaptic firing.
Under the over and between the middle
I fall out of the world.
inhale.
Lilac rains on effervescent tin rooves
Turn to remnants of forgotten tears.
The pearly rivulet,
Of moonbeam kisses.
And so the dead bury their dead,
As the living meander by.
For we all feed on death.
exhale.
A sibilating breath speaks,
And in my auspicious solitude
I urge it
To tell me how fine it's all going to be,
As I listen to the restive oracle
That distracts me from myself.
inhale.
Falling. Flying. Missing the Gr
Literature
Tractatus
perhaps it's illogical
the way i count your eyelashes
when you sleep
i had gotten so high one night
that i swore i climbed them
like ladders leading towards
the place where you held thoughts
that you kept secreted away
i saw the first moment you knew
that i would break your heart
and it was okay that my name
echoed in your head when i mis-stepped
and caused a grimace and then a smile
were you an infant it would have been
attributed to some sort of gas
i found out that you loved the way
i could not commit to a thing
especially you.
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This is written for my mom and how I'm sure we both feel about my departure in 11 days. Gosh, how can it have been over 18 years already?
© 2007 - 2024 ash4love
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Beautiful, I like most of the poem but I am just a bit wondering about the poem's end:
"Mom, I'll never disappoint you again", that would I interpret like you are gonna live your life for your mother, exactly what you tried to avoid in getting independent, or am I totally wrong?
And how can you promise that a relationship is never going to end when you are only responsible for one half of any relationship?
Are there any changes you would make to the text now 4 years later? Sorry for my curiosity and the critique...
"Mom, I'll never disappoint you again", that would I interpret like you are gonna live your life for your mother, exactly what you tried to avoid in getting independent, or am I totally wrong?
And how can you promise that a relationship is never going to end when you are only responsible for one half of any relationship?
Are there any changes you would make to the text now 4 years later? Sorry for my curiosity and the critique...