Vibrations on my senses by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
Vibrations on my senses
I see it so clearly now,
the light on your face
the touch of your lips
the taste on mine
heart beat like thunder.
You pull on my hair
but give in my arms
moment froze in a kiss
its all the same
A dance of motion
rythem and symmetry
poetry in play
science in labour
but still....
You grasp my heart
Dull abuse on my mind,
my senses.
Like ripples in a pond
only louder on my poor ears.
You cannot simply leave me be?
To think my own colours,
believe my own touch,
Trust my own strength.
No, bound by love undividing
So i stand here still
your words on my lips
your touch in my head
your blood in my heart
Till i can go without your bitter sweet
Infinity is beautiful by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
Infinity is beautiful
behold the universe for it is rich and it is kind and it is blessed!
give new moon to the light of day and all the life it beholds on this day
no matter to your worries for you have life!
no more sorrow over dead ground and nay
enjoy your world for it is our reality
and no one elses,
your view your eyes and your tears!
all within graps of your own whim!
and lay do we in our misery and taint
what sad creatures we must be to be so.
But alas our hope is not lost!
it all still remains in our hands
liquid and changable
we have just to open our eyes and see
the beautiful never changed!
only the blanket over our eyes
that cloaks and
gathered under wings of black snow by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
gathered under wings of black snow
show me the line between ambition and stupidity and i will erase it clean
I cannot fathom why youd measure such things i truly can't
Ambition is the fire set in all our hearts to burn eternal
why would you shield it from its own intensity?
choking it, suffocating it, eroding it.
I hate you for your restricting reign
how can we set such limitations, such standards
when we have achieved so much already?
we will NEVER cross the waves
we will NEVER fly amongst the clouds
we will NEVER touch the stars
I hate you for your forgetfulness
These boundaries we make to shelter us from rain and sky
but children we are no more,
i've no need
Souls flare red from places unseen
Beacons from countries far and times forgotten
In fear i crawl alone but in resolve i stand a thousand strong
I know my destiny still,
i am your son, your child , your soldier, your descendant
I thought it a curse but i know it to be a gift now
You have given me the reason to stand
you have given me the strength to fight
and you have given me the resolve to end it all
For this i thank you
the beacons like flame have spread through the ages
soaking up the hate and injustice of all of humanity
in slumber in the hearts of noble beings it waits
Till the weight becomes too much
Till the fire grows
He sits upon my shoulders,
His arms draped low around my neck
Shoulders hunched and face shrouded
Though i feel his eyes trained on me,
waiting for the moment.
A crack shows and his slender fingers twitch.
Another crack shows and a grin stretches inhumanly over his teeth like fangs.
Lifting his arms he readies himself for the strike.
The next crack shatters the walls surrounding me
and with this he digs his fingers into me.
As sharp as razors they spear through my flesh like butter.
Yet they leave no mark for he does not wish it,
he aims for something deeper.
Fingers searching his arms are almost at the elbow before he finds it.
flames that wither and flames that find. by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
flames that wither and flames that find.
A feeling in the air,
a whisper in the ear.
A call to the warned to come closer to the fire so warm.
A step towards sweetness only brings the darkness in around your eyes,
A step towards comfort only holds numbness over you like a cloak so heavy,
so burdensome yet a step further still sweetness your worries will wash away.
To this i hold true as the burden seems to grow lighter.
It would seem that as my skin, bones and flesh fall away, so do my worries and pains.
I reach the fire now, turned small and a pleasant blue in my approach.
It holds little warm but yet doesnt chill me, still i find it soothing.
Soon ive forgotten who i am w
For this our happy ending by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
For this our happy ending
Green flames lick at my heart and soul
its light opens the way and its warmth gives me life
The final piece falls into place
Energy rushes through me overflowing
As a man who smiles as nothing would say
"live life, love life"
I want to be that man
I want to sit in a chair worn with memories
I want to look back with fondness
I want so much yet i want more
Because ive gained my most important gift
Which i shall nurture and grow
For these green flames hold my will to live
I most protect them less they be smothered
Smothered by the darkness of this world
But know that within that fire lies your own world
Your dreams your ambition
Whispered Secrets - Prologue by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
Whispered Secrets - Prologue
Wind wailed through the trees of a ominous forest as a storm roared overhead. The lightning only gave glimpses of the path ahead as a young woman not too different from you and I ran from the horrors that clawed at her heels whilst she held her precious bundle against her heaving chest. Her lungs burned and the undergrowth cut at her bare legs, but it mattered little to her. She would not dare slow down and let herself be consumed by what now lapped up her fear and cackled enjoying every taste. She feared she could not run for much longer when the trees began to thin. The star filled sky began to fill her sight. Nigh, it was not stars she saw
A Mason Called Destiny by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
A Mason Called Destiny
*chip chip*
Just a hunk of stone to begin with
Thats a humans soul.
No likeness, no will
just a formless boulder.
*chip chip*
But as time wears on
and the mason named destiny carries on his work
the figure starts to take shape
a man but featureless still
he inherits the will of man
along with its strength and weaknesses
*chip chip*
the soul takes form
This man is one of power
his heart even in stone seems to beat
his body polished as if of crystal
and his eyes glisten like gems
But the mason is not done
this mans soul craves simplicity
or is it solitude from mankind that he desires?
*chip chip*
a masterpiece is undone
g
Metal Cased Heart Part Two by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
Metal Cased Heart Part Two
am i still alive?
i cant really tell
am i still awake?
your thinking arent you?
ah yes so i am
its cold i cant feel anything
so cold and im so tired
A unfamiliar sound would ripple through the darkness
a series of what? steps?
a odd glow would be seen under the door is it light?
i wouldnt know im still lost to the world
The door swings open the glow now a roar to dark nulled eyes
steps again louder and louder till a stop
Why stop? oh yes the chains you stop there
a swing a fury of sparks
But no you cut them down why? why continue?
You untangle me from these iron threads and move closer still
I know nothing of your advancemen
Vibrations on my senses by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
Vibrations on my senses
I see it so clearly now,
the light on your face
the touch of your lips
the taste on mine
heart beat like thunder.
You pull on my hair
but give in my arms
moment froze in a kiss
its all the same
A dance of motion
rythem and symmetry
poetry in play
science in labour
but still....
You grasp my heart
Dull abuse on my mind,
my senses.
Like ripples in a pond
only louder on my poor ears.
You cannot simply leave me be?
To think my own colours,
believe my own touch,
Trust my own strength.
No, bound by love undividing
So i stand here still
your words on my lips
your touch in my head
your blood in my heart
Till i can go without your bitter sweet
Infinity is beautiful by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
Infinity is beautiful
behold the universe for it is rich and it is kind and it is blessed!
give new moon to the light of day and all the life it beholds on this day
no matter to your worries for you have life!
no more sorrow over dead ground and nay
enjoy your world for it is our reality
and no one elses,
your view your eyes and your tears!
all within graps of your own whim!
and lay do we in our misery and taint
what sad creatures we must be to be so.
But alas our hope is not lost!
it all still remains in our hands
liquid and changable
we have just to open our eyes and see
the beautiful never changed!
only the blanket over our eyes
that cloaks and
gathered under wings of black snow by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
gathered under wings of black snow
show me the line between ambition and stupidity and i will erase it clean
I cannot fathom why youd measure such things i truly can't
Ambition is the fire set in all our hearts to burn eternal
why would you shield it from its own intensity?
choking it, suffocating it, eroding it.
I hate you for your restricting reign
how can we set such limitations, such standards
when we have achieved so much already?
we will NEVER cross the waves
we will NEVER fly amongst the clouds
we will NEVER touch the stars
I hate you for your forgetfulness
These boundaries we make to shelter us from rain and sky
but children we are no more,
i've no need
Souls flare red from places unseen
Beacons from countries far and times forgotten
In fear i crawl alone but in resolve i stand a thousand strong
I know my destiny still,
i am your son, your child , your soldier, your descendant
I thought it a curse but i know it to be a gift now
You have given me the reason to stand
you have given me the strength to fight
and you have given me the resolve to end it all
For this i thank you
the beacons like flame have spread through the ages
soaking up the hate and injustice of all of humanity
in slumber in the hearts of noble beings it waits
Till the weight becomes too much
Till the fire grows
He sits upon my shoulders,
His arms draped low around my neck
Shoulders hunched and face shrouded
Though i feel his eyes trained on me,
waiting for the moment.
A crack shows and his slender fingers twitch.
Another crack shows and a grin stretches inhumanly over his teeth like fangs.
Lifting his arms he readies himself for the strike.
The next crack shatters the walls surrounding me
and with this he digs his fingers into me.
As sharp as razors they spear through my flesh like butter.
Yet they leave no mark for he does not wish it,
he aims for something deeper.
Fingers searching his arms are almost at the elbow before he finds it.
flames that wither and flames that find. by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
flames that wither and flames that find.
A feeling in the air,
a whisper in the ear.
A call to the warned to come closer to the fire so warm.
A step towards sweetness only brings the darkness in around your eyes,
A step towards comfort only holds numbness over you like a cloak so heavy,
so burdensome yet a step further still sweetness your worries will wash away.
To this i hold true as the burden seems to grow lighter.
It would seem that as my skin, bones and flesh fall away, so do my worries and pains.
I reach the fire now, turned small and a pleasant blue in my approach.
It holds little warm but yet doesnt chill me, still i find it soothing.
Soon ive forgotten who i am w
For this our happy ending by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
For this our happy ending
Green flames lick at my heart and soul
its light opens the way and its warmth gives me life
The final piece falls into place
Energy rushes through me overflowing
As a man who smiles as nothing would say
"live life, love life"
I want to be that man
I want to sit in a chair worn with memories
I want to look back with fondness
I want so much yet i want more
Because ive gained my most important gift
Which i shall nurture and grow
For these green flames hold my will to live
I most protect them less they be smothered
Smothered by the darkness of this world
But know that within that fire lies your own world
Your dreams your ambition
Whispered Secrets - Prologue by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
Whispered Secrets - Prologue
Wind wailed through the trees of a ominous forest as a storm roared overhead. The lightning only gave glimpses of the path ahead as a young woman not too different from you and I ran from the horrors that clawed at her heels whilst she held her precious bundle against her heaving chest. Her lungs burned and the undergrowth cut at her bare legs, but it mattered little to her. She would not dare slow down and let herself be consumed by what now lapped up her fear and cackled enjoying every taste. She feared she could not run for much longer when the trees began to thin. The star filled sky began to fill her sight. Nigh, it was not stars she saw
A Mason Called Destiny by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
A Mason Called Destiny
*chip chip*
Just a hunk of stone to begin with
Thats a humans soul.
No likeness, no will
just a formless boulder.
*chip chip*
But as time wears on
and the mason named destiny carries on his work
the figure starts to take shape
a man but featureless still
he inherits the will of man
along with its strength and weaknesses
*chip chip*
the soul takes form
This man is one of power
his heart even in stone seems to beat
his body polished as if of crystal
and his eyes glisten like gems
But the mason is not done
this mans soul craves simplicity
or is it solitude from mankind that he desires?
*chip chip*
a masterpiece is undone
g
Metal Cased Heart Part Two by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
Metal Cased Heart Part Two
am i still alive?
i cant really tell
am i still awake?
your thinking arent you?
ah yes so i am
its cold i cant feel anything
so cold and im so tired
A unfamiliar sound would ripple through the darkness
a series of what? steps?
a odd glow would be seen under the door is it light?
i wouldnt know im still lost to the world
The door swings open the glow now a roar to dark nulled eyes
steps again louder and louder till a stop
Why stop? oh yes the chains you stop there
a swing a fury of sparks
But no you cut them down why? why continue?
You untangle me from these iron threads and move closer still
I know nothing of your advancemen
gathered under wings of black snow by El-Muerto-Dias, literature
Literature
gathered under wings of black snow
show me the line between ambition and stupidity and i will erase it clean
I cannot fathom why youd measure such things i truly can't
Ambition is the fire set in all our hearts to burn eternal
why would you shield it from its own intensity?
choking it, suffocating it, eroding it.
I hate you for your restricting reign
how can we set such limitations, such standards
when we have achieved so much already?
we will NEVER cross the waves
we will NEVER fly amongst the clouds
we will NEVER touch the stars
I hate you for your forgetfulness
These boundaries we make to shelter us from rain and sky
but children we are no more,
i've no need
Why did i let her raise my hopes i was fine keeping it all in before she said you might talk to me. I was going strong thinking stay away she will be happy but ive just smashed all my efforts havent i? im gonna make you happy whatever it takes everything i do now is for you it always has as twisted as some of it seems it just kills me to want me to mean nothing to you at all and hoping with everything ive got that you forget me completely
I tore out your heart, im heartless, im cold, im emotionless and i dont care anymore.i dont love you and never want to see you again
the real version is that it was all an act i was heartless because it ripped it out myself im emotionless because if i wasnt i would have ran back and took everything back. i break down at people talking about cuddling. Im not strong enough to stay away from you. you must think im sick but i did it so in the end you could be happy. everyday i think about if you could take about and everyday i know those chances shrink im scared of losing you forever but then again wishing i have because that means you can be f
already done both haha XD. im a great fan of your work. its really refreshing to see someone put the effort into the physical side of cosplay as you have. keep up the awesome work