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Love is like a butterfly

Love is like a butterfly, So beautiful in soft flight, But uncatchable with kid's hands. Fingertips remove the colour, Unique and generic both. Those are the foolish ones, That chase the sun filled butterflies, Disappointed when they catch naught, Or it dies poorly kept. Our butterfly is not prisoner, In a plastic cage unsuitable. It chooses to stay, On flower petals kept bright, Or on the frosted twigs of winter's claim. Nourished with small miracles, Kept alive despite nature's rules. This will be love's true face, Left free of fingerprints and bars.

Quills from long ago ages by morgana-the-darkling, literature

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Quills from long ago ages

Quills from long ago ages, Recite emptied words. No longer shined for the world, They gather dust like an abandoned house, Sometimes opened for oldened eyes, As if the secret could be revealed, By time claimed hands. How one may wish, To write in the flowered tongue, of elders buried and burned. But their words are taken, Mutilated by the corrupt. The power consumed like food. Lost is their ways, And their slots filledby luxury, Wonder and fascination, Massacred like Socrates. Guilt riddened is what we should be, Yet remorse isn't the tear that glistens, It is nothing, just unfellt, unacknowledged.

Seems I can't put this pencil by morgana-the-darkling, literature

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Seems I can't put this pencil

Seems I can't put this pencil down, The need to write gleams unbridled, Illuminating my mind on a paper thin corpse. The grey lines, curls, connecting strokes, Desecrate the body, but I can't stop. Far too empowering it is to be a poet. Metaphors slither off one's tongue, Demanding to be uttered, Demanding to be stripped and understood. Vague we seem to the world, Sentences structured to hide yet reveal, Like fog on a sunny day. no attentio paid to the brilliant rays, Forever negative as is humanity's plague. Do we thrive thus to rid ourselves of purpose? Or is it to motivate us to pursue it? I care not which it is. I'm conte

Only ever been this complete, by morgana-the-darkling, literature

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Only ever been this complete,

Only ever been this complete, {with you}, When in your barrier breaking arms. You found my truths and pulled them free. You've left me naked in front of you, And never has such safety felt so secure. Vulnerability is made a strength with our hands clasped. Our eyes strip the other and its abandon, It's thoughtless, hopeful, and freeing abandon. Love trickles, radiates, and blossoms, Our hearts feeding it without doubt. How did I ever get lucky enough, How did I ever get a chance to be with you?

It's the song we never stop by morgana-the-darkling, literature

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It's the song we never stop

It's the song we never stop singing. The notes forever float through unawakened minds. I delight in a secret knowledge, The truth of out very cores, The one we seek in vain. Engraved on a hidden piece of soul, That inward eyes shan't reveal, Whether seen or not. Let you guess with a foolish ego, Inflated by the blind and the deaf. It is a song, Like the hum of the universe It remains continuous, And complete with emptiness. We sing this song, Unique to everyone, With every lie and falsified truth. This engraved bit is something we'll never know. That's the secret knowledge, The fun of finding worth more than the discovery.

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How to love a girl who can't love herself. by lupus-astra, literature

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How to love a girl who can't love herself.

one. When she cries herself to sleep six out of seven nights a week you must say nothing. You must simply take her in your arms and kiss her gaunt, pale cheeks and wait for her to slumber at the sound of your heart. two. On the days where she wishes she were part of the stars, tell her no. Tell her that there are too many lights in the sky and that just one would be forgotten the moment you looked away from it. Tell her that she is perfect the way she is: completely human. three. Don't let her think about the scars that no one but her can see. If she says

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Nothing Upon Nothing by morgana-the-darkling, literature

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Nothing Upon Nothing

Sometimes, I feel caged, Like those animals at the zoo. Sometimes, I feel too free, Like the wind in the hurricane. No balance exists, Not with me. I'm one or the other. A lie, a truth, a secret. I'm grounded like a tree, Like the roots that hold it up. Strong. Stable. Secure. I'm floating like a cloud, Like the wild winds of change. Untamed. Unchallenged. Undeniable. All I know is... The moon gives me guidance, Showing its stars, Claiming my dreams. My fears are nothing in the prescence of the Night, And I am a shadow, Nothing upon Nothing.

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

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Deviant for 15 years
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morgana-the-darkling

Jan 5, 2019

In My World Now

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It has been a very long time since I posted here, or did anything on DeviantArt. I am planning on changing that though. Since August 6th, 2017, I have been writing my own book which I have finished, editted five times, and am waiting to edit it again. I received some rejections (or lack of response) from a few literary agent, and am reassessing my work to polish it further. I hope to either earn representation from a literary agent in the next few months, or to self publish my work (more research needed there). Thankfully, my husband has been super supportive as I pursue this (selfish) dream of mine to be a writer. In December of 2018, I st

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morgana-the-darkling

Jul 6, 2012

Been Thinking...

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Hello there. It has been a long time since I've written anything, whether posted or not. Recently, I started to again with my boyfriend being my inspiration. He's been helping me in a lot of ways and I don't even think he knows it. Anyways, just a quick update. Finished my first and only year at Fanshawe and successfully graduated. Reapplied to university and got accepted everywhere and have decided to go to King's for psychology. Still working at Petsmart and not loving it anymore. Slowly finding the path I want to take in life as I enjoy my summer break. Thanks for reading, and hopefully I will continue writing and posting it for you all

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morgana-the-darkling

Aug 11, 2011

Empowered.

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Life was rough and I was unhappy for a while. Now, I'm gnna make myself happy and screw those who try to stop me. I'm going to be everything I ever was and am and will be. I can't let the world control me when I'm perfectly able to control myself. I am going to fulfill every passion and impulse that is makes me who I am. This hopefully means you'll be seeing some more of my work, both writing and drawing wise. It'll be great. I'm going to do what I need to from now. I have to, else life isn't gonna be worth it anymore.

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HildeArt

Dec 15, 2011

Thank you for the favourite (:

You're welcome.

thankyou for the fave!

BlackAssassiN999

Nov 6, 2011

I like your poetry^-^ I always adore people who can write poetry, cause I can't

it's the magic of words, you know.

morgana-the-darkling

Nov 7, 2011

Aww. Thank you so much! I haven't written in a very long time...It is sort of depressing. I think anyone can write poems, it is just a matter of feeling something so strongly it needs to be expressed. ^.^

BlackAssassiN999

Nov 7, 2011

Well, I can write tales or novels, serious ones, but to put feeling into rhyming words - impossible for me

As for the depress - you could try to start looking for the inspiration yourself if it doesn't want to come to you^-^

morgana-the-darkling

Nov 7, 2011

If you can write tales and novels, you can write poems. Poetry isn't all about rhyming words. It is about structure or the lack of it. It's honestly like playing around with a sentence.

And I've been trying. It is just hard to find it, truly.

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