

UntitledThey were having coffee together. He was enjoying it. She couldn’t resist wishing for him to be replaced by the one – the only one she loved. Of and on Waqar would express his feelings through the best love extravagances he could come up with. Upon which she mostly remained impassive but sometimes gave a feigned smile.Untitled
‘He is kind, strong and loves you. This is the closest you could come to Chris.’ She remembered her sister’s words as Waqar continued to pour her with stuff she cared least. When his eyes were off her, she threw him few glances. The sight of him just made her sick. But was even more disquieting was her approval for


The ShadowAt the early hours when dawn approached, She lay amid people; half alive, half dead. The sun was slowly showing itself But the clouds of darkness hung over her. There she lay in her room perplexed Struggling sleep, lost in foreboding. Feeling utterly lonely, utterly unsafe. And wondering with a fearful heart… What might the nascent light bring alongThe Shadow
Suddenly… Appeared before her a shadow. That brimming with evil approached her slowly. Growing more vicious as it came near her. She darted to escape but failed miserably. It was too powerful, she could not


The Past Written.As I could not change the past, I turned my face away from it,The Past Written.
And thought I had escaped its wrath. Yet it came again for me. Besieging me, swallowing me in it. Attacking with the memories I hold of it. A sharper pang that brings death would be bliss, Than being ripped by its blunt blade
Which causes wounds not knowing how to heal. Still I struggle vainly to break free of its hold For I can see its shadows falling on my present and reaching for my future.
How can I forget, Being fed by a mother whose tears fell on me.
Tears given to her by the figure  
i dont think i will be seen here much cuz of the other stuff that keep me busy. but i sure do like deviant art.
As for my personal quote, i wonder why it looks fimiliar to you jedi-consular?
But welcome to DA.
Thanks for posting a comment on something I wrote
Your personal quote sounds familiar...
I look forward to looking at your work
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There is no emotion
There is no ignorance
There is no passion
There is no death
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Better to light a candle than to curse the darkness.
I support $jark
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