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Black Flame... The ReturnI have watched and I have waited patiently for this world to govern their actions
I have watched from a distance always aware of what has happened
I have turned the other cheek
and listened when our great Mayor stopped to speak
He spoke of crimes comitted and how things will certainly change
for this great city
He spoke of our Law enforcement and how their going to apprehend
the animals that commit the killings
He begged the fine people to hang on and just be a little more patient
And yet I have seen more people hurt and heard of fewer lives saved
He told everyone that our great streets shall soon be repaved
and how if the neighborhoods stuck together it wasn't too late
They asked you to volunteer information on the criminals you knew
and in return for their whereabouts...you'd be granted amnesty
So that when these thugs finally posted bail they can return to the streets
just to kill.. your family
You see they can say what they want,but there's just not enough
Nowhere close to enough c
Broken HomeSad I am
Sad because of my comitment
Sad I am
tired and disguisted of this predictment
and all I have left is lent
all my ties are finally spent
since this marriage all my wants denied
tonight now all my flaws were underlined
for this world to see
what you think is wrong with me
so here I stand exposed
so you may see my failures up close
and somehow I still luv this chick
someone please tell me- whats up with this luv shit
sometimes I wonder how you call this a relationship
when my heart keeps telling me to call it quits
but am I so afraid of just being alone
that I will continue to live in this broken home
D.L.It's strange how everyone want's to be a thug
when the real thugs don't want to be a thug
this is nothing to joke about
when one has to live without
I simply can't comprehend
how someone crooked intends to win
living each day somewhat afraid
of all the people you've cheated or the enemies you've made
Man don't you know it's better to forgive
because sooner or later somethings got to give
It's strange how everyone's afraid
of all of these teenage killers we've made
remember that neighborhood child that's unwanted
that's the same kid now with the warrants
for his arrest on sight
you know the same kid left alone at night
don't you remmeber he's the one that got shot
while standing on the corner slinging rocks
and you may believe or you may not
but now he's the player that's running the block
the same man pimpin all the hoes
the same predator your daughter can't tell no
when simply all it took was a kind word
to stop this child from growing into a ...Drug Lord
It's OfficialIt's Official in this new world
I can't survive or thrive
I'm some kind of fossil
living in this plain of obsticles
you see they draw your attention
whiler our honest anchors keep you in suspense
once again gas prices rob you blind
and Big Buisness tells you your losing your mind
but we all know somethings wrong
our peers convince you to just go along
but sometimes you can't make out heads or tails
and your tired of the bullshit their saling
but of course our media tells you nothings wrong
that the times getting better,were living longer...life goes on
of course the public must live the lies
while your consious tells you this just ain't right
When I was youngWhen I was young there wasn't anything I couldn't do
there were no restrictions,I didn't know I could lose
when I was small I thought I could do it all
I was willing to take any chance, I was willing to take the fall
if all I had to do was seek and strive
I'd have done much better than just staying alive
in this world of such little hope
that I would learn later tells dreamers...no
No you can't be a man without both parents
No you can't grow up in the ghetto and have character
nomatter how educated you still don't have a chance
and nomatter how hard you try you just can't
you see your young mind just doesnt understand
that a negative world doesn't give a damn
about your wants and dreams
or the ecoes of your childish screams
because everytime you think your winning or gaining ground
there will be someone in your vicinity to keep you down
if you let it there will always be something to make you miserable
so try to follow your dreams and ignore this crazy world
The PosibilitiesIs it possible that even in the eye of a storm
ones heart can be sparked by the warmth
of a female encounter
once I would have doubted
anything like this I may have heard
though the idea was positively obsurd
but one night it actually happen to me
just like in the stories I wasn't ready
I was prepared for conflict and prepared for ambush
but to see such a beautiful specimen
I...wasn't ready for this
cautiously I approached this ebony creature
I actually meant no harm
as we made eye contact
Ole Afro laid on the charm
all I seem to get was a devious smile
but that was enough to occupy my time
or at least told me who she was
but before I could ask she said...Kemisan.
Decima ItalianaClouds appearing as streaks of pink
Across the cerulean skies
Compel me to employ the ink
Of my pen to poeticize
As the silent beauty of dusk
Fades into the shadow of night
I sense the darkness in my bones
And despite the touch of moonlight
I have never felt more alone
My soul nothing more than a husk
ProphecyI'm traveling aboard the sands:
Traveling, trying just to understand...
Wishing I could read aloud Almighty's plan
Like an angel-gypsy would, from mortal hands
Hear the empires of the world in fright,
"God, show us mercy before might!"
Who lights the oil in darkest night,
What spark could make evil take flight?
There's too much terror, too much pain,
Don't want to pulpit-preach ever again,
What shred of comprehension can I claim?
The desire to know everything is just our stain.
See the world without somebody opening my eyes
Live a life without living a leisure of lies
Say words that myself and I can understand
Give and take without eating the palm of your hand
Make a criminal rage in an innocent street
Break a heart that can't lift itself up to its feet
Change a life that was changing on time of its own
Hurt a father, a sister, a household, a home
Drink the bile of resentment and swallow the dregs
Take the walk of shame proudly, on my battered legs
I will beat back your demons and scream out the truth
My love, I am not an abuser like YOU
Earth Doesn't Need usWe are the humans, a distinctive race
But life our planet has no need.
We rock the land outside and in,
Fueled by selfishness and greed.
Though some are driven by intentions of good,
To mend the wounds and smooth the rough.
Scaled to those opposed and dormant,
The efforts and ideals don’t prove enough.
It’s time we crack down and stand up tall,
Provide our species some clarity.
Show what we can do and what we’re doing,
Let the doubtful, destructive, and careless see.
Overlords of the food chain we hunt any and all.
For rations but also material gain.
Killing dying species for their rarity and hides,
Getting closer to wiping them out of this plane.
Nature’s prosperous, harmonious cycle of life,
What dies and what thrives is all meant to be.
Then we butt in with our trucks, trash and axes,
Breaking, staining ground, downing tree after tree.
The Earth’s own creatures just take what they must,
Humans dredge, destroy and build what they please.
Forest acres eve
My CoreMy Core
Many people who have met me wonder
What lies deep within, and beyond
The range of physical vision
A secret? A dark deed? Perhaps love
If 't were a secret, then who would I tell
We all know that secrets lie in our hearts
Unless we confess to heaven above
Well my heart has kept its toll of anger
I wrote once many years ago
That the corridors of my heart and mind ring
With the haunting echoes
Of an irate mother
Occasionally I hear my brother
So the secrets locked within heart and mind
Surface in my moments of weariness
If I could leave them all behind
And take my long needed rest
Ah then surely I would be blessed
No greater joy than peace
That lies there too
A vast warm and calm sea
With its sunny shore
Just for my love and me
A refreshing seclusion
Away from the doubt and confusion
proof of lifehuman condition
proof of life
True CrimeShe was a guilty soul, damned the child she mothered;
With a heart full of love her hands had him smothered.
Sloth was his sin, for he couldn't be bothered
to Raise the nameless faceless whom he had fathered.
He lived six years a machine part with a price on his head
Until the begotten lay claim to his mangled body, dead.
His labor values to his grave, shallow in dirt;
He deteriorated his small hands for your shirt.
As the days went by, she got thinner and thinner,
She soon died from many nights without dinner.
After three years she was company enough to die alone
Because the parents have never brought her home.
Only nineteen and forced into it she had no other resort,
but to furtively sever the spine of a life to abort.
Blood spilled stemming from her lover's rejection,
Soon she joins her child in death from an infection.
Unclear is reality, life so melancholic,
to be Birthed from the womb of an alcoholic.
One day the bastard would know why Charlie was his name;
No use for love of a s
Raging onSteel are the lines trapped in the faces once lost
Seldom seen or heard but felt stolen in a cost
As is the tree, always bound to the dirt
So is the soul, to the feelings it has hurt
One can run from the soul’s inner reflections
Yet the soul lacks being whole to this direction
For light sees truths where dark may simply not
Neither forces recruitment as each soul’s battle is fought
Difficult to see the victor when the war rages on
One may never see until the light is almost gone
Yet the darkness can never kill brightness in light
Because one without the other is to never have the fight
Reaching OutOnce I was drowning
and a man said "Take my hand."
he drew me from the depths of despare
by just showing that he cared
just by reaching out
I realised what this world was about
I came to a quick understanding
of all the things I took for granted
like waking up each day
or perhaps just finding time to say...
Thanks for being there when I needed you most
and thanks for not pushing me away...just drawing me closer
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