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on a day with the sun sharing a golden glance
extending her hands through my window
I found myself lost in thought
curious of worldly beauty
so I took a walk to find light that I could hold with my hands
I did not understand the rays found reflected from the sidewalk
in the street that I once found most familiar
so I transferred myself someplace new
a foreign shore
strange waves
unknown mists pouring over my soul
and there you are
there is sincerity here that I can appreciate
there is a calmness in the cordial sensitivity of humanity
I immerse myself in the depths willingly
but who are you?
I want to know
I am only myself
there is no other way to live
no alternative to switch my mind
with that of a beached branch
loose leaves instead of hair
or sandy skin in place of all my cares
so to position my projection at a comfortably passionate pace
on days like these, I am a harbinger of hope
my dreams cast silver shadows amongst this shore
I am not a rock
I am not a tree swaying with the breeze
I am just a man who needs three things:
life, light, and love
my fundamental elements
my reasons to invent morning moods
that I feel like sharing with you
for you help me find the passion
you give me the breath
you lend me what I need to uncover earthly secrets
from your eyes, I can feel the light
it is hard to focus on the beam
but I can see it in the locus of my mind
revealing something
touching everything
beautiful
intangible
incredible
I cannot help but hold it in my heart forever
and share it during irenic moments
when others find themselves lost
or just need to locate a unique opportunity
in a universe so vast
the last thing anyone should do is be without hope
we all have faces, hands, and hearts to pass the light along
let it be known
if you find yourself lost
come find me
I am here for you
with this beautiful light in my eyes
Daniel Haigh
Started: 06/16/11
Finished: 06/23/11
extending her hands through my window
I found myself lost in thought
curious of worldly beauty
so I took a walk to find light that I could hold with my hands
I did not understand the rays found reflected from the sidewalk
in the street that I once found most familiar
so I transferred myself someplace new
a foreign shore
strange waves
unknown mists pouring over my soul
and there you are
there is sincerity here that I can appreciate
there is a calmness in the cordial sensitivity of humanity
I immerse myself in the depths willingly
but who are you?
I want to know
I am only myself
there is no other way to live
no alternative to switch my mind
with that of a beached branch
loose leaves instead of hair
or sandy skin in place of all my cares
so to position my projection at a comfortably passionate pace
on days like these, I am a harbinger of hope
my dreams cast silver shadows amongst this shore
I am not a rock
I am not a tree swaying with the breeze
I am just a man who needs three things:
life, light, and love
my fundamental elements
my reasons to invent morning moods
that I feel like sharing with you
for you help me find the passion
you give me the breath
you lend me what I need to uncover earthly secrets
from your eyes, I can feel the light
it is hard to focus on the beam
but I can see it in the locus of my mind
revealing something
touching everything
beautiful
intangible
incredible
I cannot help but hold it in my heart forever
and share it during irenic moments
when others find themselves lost
or just need to locate a unique opportunity
in a universe so vast
the last thing anyone should do is be without hope
we all have faces, hands, and hearts to pass the light along
let it be known
if you find yourself lost
come find me
I am here for you
with this beautiful light in my eyes
Daniel Haigh
Started: 06/16/11
Finished: 06/23/11
Literature
I Wish I Did and I Wish I Didn't
When I’ve finally made up my mind
Leaving all of the confusion behind
I jump back in like a complete fool
With no regard to the golden rule
When I see you, it comes flooding back
A desperation, full of courageous lack
I wish I did and I wish I didn’t
Knowing the one that has me smitten
Some days are fine, those are divine
My mind is set, I know my lines
But days are down when no one’s around
To know that truth is a ten ton crown
I try to hide it, but it doesn’t work
My closest friends know my closet of dirt
Ambivalent and reluctant
I wish I did and I wish I didn’t.
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metaphysicasualty
i.
passion dies on the gravel lined curb of highway seven:
it is by no means a quick one
ii.
[later]
the paramedics diagnose it
a myocardial rupture;
an arrhythmic percussion
preceded by
an hypoxic discussion
that is a long time coming
but inevitably not long enough
because by the time they reach the hospital
the shock has settled in quite nicely
nestling in between her shoulder blades
smirking from behind the bars of her rib cage
as he makes himself a home
in the hollow that once housed her heart
iii.
[tomorrow]
the ditch digger assumes the role of undertaker
the flower girl assumes the role of orphan
the killer assumes the role of gri
Literature
instructions on never falling out of love
invent countless scenarios where pieces
fall into places and you fall into
his arms.
rip your chest up with bitten nails,
scourge your insides with laser-sharp
self-homing
precision-guided missiles
of unending scrutiny:
what's missing, what's missing,
what's missing.
discard fictions, soft-spoken and faceless.
you've met the real deal
and he doesn't want you.
write songs, write
this poem,
write, sing, remember
old melodies
of the broken loves of your youth.
tell yourself every bit of pain that had
passed through you before
carved a perfect spot
for this love to fill.
tell yourself, you loved him before you met him.
what you've learnt to
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Dedicated to everyone who has helped me understand my heart.
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"so I took a walk to find light that I could hold with my hands
I did not understand the rays found reflected from the sidewalk"
How many of us actually understand the light that we see, I wonder? I like these lines best.
Is it intentionally a big block of text? To be read without pause, without consolidation or pace; but all at once?
I feel like that's what's lacking, here. (I'm inserting my own pauses and phrasings where I see fit, but I'd like to know what you are thinking)
I did not understand the rays found reflected from the sidewalk"
How many of us actually understand the light that we see, I wonder? I like these lines best.
Is it intentionally a big block of text? To be read without pause, without consolidation or pace; but all at once?
I feel like that's what's lacking, here. (I'm inserting my own pauses and phrasings where I see fit, but I'd like to know what you are thinking)