My distraught, a poem by TanoshiiItsuraku, literature
Literature
My distraught, a poem
As I danced on the floor,
By the wall, you, a flower.
There you were all alone,
And a will to meet you, none.
Each time I took a peek more,
To talk to you, my will, my power,
But as I got near to you to talk,
You left and now I gawk.
No more did my will soar,
Alone along the wall I cower.
I guess that I am only dense,
When this is not my first offense.
Humans are overrated.
Their worldly hungers never satiated.
Ideals of perfection and imperfection.
Isn't all of that some form of misdirection?
But don't we, correct me if I'm wrong,
Sacrifice each other at the sound of a gong.
Bong!
Dong!
Bang!
Shattering into our minds of horrible signs.
Clashing cries of these stressful times.
Standing here lost in all the confusion.
Wanting purpose or maybe some kind of delusion.
We have words unspoken from the heart.
Songs unsung, a lost, lonely part.
Sing!
Song!
Gone!
In a flash of bright bolt fury.
The reasons why we fight so clearly.
Futile and useless, events that occur around us.
I've always wanted to be an Architect.
I've wanted to be a Fashion Designer.
I've wanted to be a Landscaper.
I've wanted to be a Writer.
I've wanted to be an Interior Designer.
But I've never been able to pay the tuition.
Because of that the Book of Law on Asians.
Came falling on my head.
A Doctor.
A Pharmacist.
An Engineer.
A Nurse.
Is this the slanty, squinty-eyed curse?!
Alas my day came when I went to college.
Now look at me!
I'm halfway done with Pharmacy.
That does not mean I don't want to be--
I'll always want to be an Architect.
Everyday That Passes by TanoshiiItsuraku, literature
Literature
Everyday That Passes
Everyday that passes,
The silver blade gets shinier.
Reasons galore to go through with it--
And the reasons not to--
Fading faster than a match going out.
Aren't my friends and hopes enough?
Everyday that passes,
An accident seems so fun.
It would be a thrill, a final thrill--
And fade away with flames from Hell.
To engulf my inferiorities, my failures.
Ridding the world of my stupidity.
Everyday that passes,
Any and all medications seem to cure.
If one doesn't help, maybe the next.
Clearing my mind of fruitless thoughts,
Curing the "stomach aches" and the "headaches".
Killing the weird feeling deep inside.
Everyday that pas
The Final Chapter With Silver by TanoshiiItsuraku, literature
Literature
The Final Chapter With Silver
Let the silver make for the final chapter.
Red now scattered upon the floor.
Tears of red being shed,
Soon to be stains that won't remain--
Cleaned out before the next day.
To walk with the road or across it,
In the end it wouldn't matter.
For the final chapter is coming.
Alone so no one shall know--
When they do, a puddle of red,
Sticky and thick,
Formed around the body--
Spilled across the soft ground
One glane into the mirror,
One single thought of regret--
Then gone before a true tear--
Splashes upon the ground,
Mixing with tears of red.
Barely enough energy to form a smile,
Landing on the ground with a thud.
A clink
My distraught, a poem by TanoshiiItsuraku, literature
Literature
My distraught, a poem
As I danced on the floor,
By the wall, you, a flower.
There you were all alone,
And a will to meet you, none.
Each time I took a peek more,
To talk to you, my will, my power,
But as I got near to you to talk,
You left and now I gawk.
No more did my will soar,
Alone along the wall I cower.
I guess that I am only dense,
When this is not my first offense.
A quiet reminiscence,
Peaceful and deep.
Alone at last,
By myself I Weep.
My loneliness is fine
The quiet is mine.
Alone to think
What's on my mind.
Tales to tell,
Locked up and kept.
Alone to keep them,
Open to all except,
The ones that hurt me,
That torture my soul.
Alone to keep them,
Never to pour in a bowl.
To let one know
Would show weakness indeed.
Alone again,
A pain my heart will feed.
Hatred would flow
If it wasn't locked up;
Alone in its corner
To never corrupt.
My heart will never fail;
Nver fall to that pain.
Alone it shall stay,
Its effort all in vain.
Soon though,
It will grow,
Alone I will f
A World of Darkness by TanoshiiItsuraku, literature
Literature
A World of Darkness
A world of darkness
For me to wander.
To go somewhere
Is to be nowhere-
I give and give
Yet I don't receive-
Not even a "thank you".
That is my wish,
The wish on my list;
For people could appreciate
My presence there with them,
But they are only pissed.
I try to accommodate-
Instead they tear me down,
Leaving me in their shadows,
Leaving me to wander.
I tried to go there,
But now I'm here
As I shed my tears.
So I am lost,
In a world of darkenss-
For me to wander
Yet be nowhere.
Current Residence: Metro Detroit, Wayne Country, Michigan, US Favourite style of art: Shading and pointilism Favourite cartoon character: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (-old- version) Personal Quote: I just want to die happy knowing I did everything.
Favourite Movies
Photon (The Idiot Adventure), Battle Royale, Princess Mononoke, LOTR
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
The Killers
Favourite Writers
Alfred Bester
Favourite Games
Final Fantasy VII
Favourite Gaming Platform
Xbox360
Tools of the Trade
mechanical pencil, eraser, and marker
Other Interests
Art, Music, Theatre, Reading, Writing, Vid Games, and yaoi there's more just ask...
Just gone for a few (several) years and all the artists I follow(ed) have bloomed into such amazing artists. I'm astonished, amazed, and excited for all of them. ^_^ Made me wish I had more hours in a day.
Hey, so...those of you who do follow me! Well, to be frank I'm writing two different things, a short novel and a memoir. They kind of have the same effects as each other since the topic is kind of the same, but I think it'll be good. We'll see how everything turns out. I have a few poems and I actually don't draw as much, but I make costumes for fun so I guess I'll upload an image of my Halloween Costume!
If you still check on me in hopes that I do do something artistic again... n_n reply to this. If not.... well, I miss you all.
Hey, I finally got some time to check out your site. I like how you do a little bit of drawing and a little bit of writing. Diversifying your work. Plus, you seem to know what you're doing as far as stippling so good work on that. I'll check out some of your writings when I'm not at work.
LOL oh my. Sorry for the delayed month reply. I forget comments aren't mentioned in messages. Thank you very much! Haha, I just dabble in the arts. Nothing too special.
Surviving. Practicing art piano and soon to be books... for ...yeah~ *coughs and dies* i should get all the art and music out of me before school starts...