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Rhyme With No Reason by naningxoxo, literature

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Rhyme With No Reason

A quick glance and a bashful look, His charming smile was all it took His laughter, his words, his open heart, It all set to motion an unexpected start Shy and hesitant, I stayed far away Until I gained courage that fateful day A boisterous "me", all bravado and talk Couldn't get over her initial shell shock However, that darn day was just the beginning Of the wild path that would set my world spinning, A sweet moment here, a playful banter there It all fueled the happiness that we both seem to share ☺ His sweet words on those Sunday meetings, Created such silly and giddy feelings I wanted to dance and shout and sing, Wh

The Sun-Kissed Angel by naningxoxo, literature

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The Sun-Kissed Angel

A chaos of chords. A shattering of shards. A torrent of tears. Only Embraced by silence. A frail cage, my body imprisons my cries. I wish to wail, to rage, to oppose my God. Snick Instead, I watch. A sudden sun dawns and rises. Dancing upon a bed of wax, a wick of rope, Tiny Hope stretches and bows. An angel, she is light. Radiating heat rolls off her lithe form. A spectrum of color, Her skirt of blue, her tendrils of yellow. Her gentle halo of orange. Once solid, the wax stage below transforms. Becoming my mirror, it mocks me. Wax tears melt and slide. A dip, a glide, an oozing of grief. The tears slip to join the

Flawed Love by naningxoxo, literature

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Flawed Love

A sudden hush. A bright-colored blush. Her soft intake of breath. A grin appears. Love, she hears, delivers a swift death. Death to solitude, to a lonely mood. No longer quite alone. She holds a hand, so warm, so grand, It sears her to the bone. He holds her tight. With a gentleness so light, it shows his fear and love. He loves her so, but he can't let go. Scared to lose his sweet dove. Such a fool he can be, how can he not see, that he has stolen her heart. Even if he held her loose, With no bindings and no noose, She could never live apart. Midnight and 12 noon, April, May, and June, She needs him by her si

A Queen Without Her King by naningxoxo, literature

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A Queen Without Her King

Blessed, a child. Innocence seeded wild, A precious pearl today. It roams. It strays. A birth of tainted ways. The death, a rotten decay. The gentle purity, stripped. Beaten, broken, chipped, The essence devoured and gone. Metallic and hollow, Replaced with a queen to follow. Ruthless, no longer a pawn. All ebony. All darkness. Unblemished in its starkness, A shadow in control takes shape. Icily capturing prey, Skilled in her deadly way. Carcasses trail behind, her rotting cape. Inside, she moans. Simply a skeleton of bones, She yearns for her heart to sing. Many appear to her Begging for love to occur. Mistakenly, she choos

My Happiest Mistake by naningxoxo, literature

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My Happiest Mistake

There is a gentleman, clever and benign, I wish for his every breath to be solely mine. That gentle smile that shines with hopeful feeling, reddens my cheeks, startling my eyes to the ceiling. However shy and bashful I may be, he is the vision that I ache to see. Slowly, gradually, my eyes creep back, capturing that sight of the one I lack. How I ache to embrace, slide his skin against mine this needing desire abandons me with a groan, a whine With my eyes, I caress the firm silk of his unreachable skin, a vast distance apart, desperate to stroke his hand, his thigh, his chin Choking, I gasp, drowning in his soulful eyes a swirl

Withered Remnants by naningxoxo, literature

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Withered Remnants

Withered Remnants Once a sunflower so vibrant and beaming Her petals constantly searched for the sun Her spreading roots had stretched forward Into our lives, she created stability Our anchor in a sea of surprises All too soon, a storm of infection swept forth Her vivacity, gradually diluted by pain Dimmed beneath the sands of time Until finally, the ultimate breath of life Slowed to a halt of haunting peace Blissful images and melodious laughter Flood and swarm our shocked minds Despite her abandoned shell and departed soul, The lingering presence of her simple essence Seep through the cracks of our numbed thoughts Dams barri

Devoted Love Note by naningxoxo, literature

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Devoted Love Note

Devoted Love Note By naningxoxo With this amateur jumble of phrases I hope to convey my heart's many faces How I feel for you and my need, have flourished from one single seed The care and love you implanted in me, have blossomed from roots to form a tree A tree nurtured with devotion, kindness, and patience, has finally sprung up smoothly in perfect cadence For so long, with each passing day, in mere words, I've been dying to say "I appreciate you, mum", you're my heart, my emblem Because you hug me, love me, and care with every word, glance, and stare Despite the countless times we've argued my heart still bursts with love

Void is My Tyrant by naningxoxo, literature

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Void is My Tyrant

Void is My Tyrant I stand, a conquered domain. A Void widening and voracious. A tyrant. Devouring each speck of emotion, each lingering memory. Slowly. Simply, a hollowed shell. A resounding blow. It howls, a memorable echo. A howl? The trees are still. What moans so desperately? Yet another. The Void cries. Unappeasable. He conquers, ignoring the reactions of the beaten. Anger, he charges enraged. He missed. Happiness, such a child. Skips and twirls, naïve and ignorant. Despair, she weeps and chokes, yearning for salvation. I hear silence broken only by that howl. Louder. A stentorian boom, "More!" It commands. Memory, ag

Captured Soul by naningxoxo, literature

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Captured Soul

Captured Soul In a world drowned in tears Overrun by stubborn fears A torrent attack rips the seams Tearing the strings as she deems How can we bask in sweet delight When wounded souls blind our sight? As indifference settles in the warmth of flesh The crying agonies and sorrows mingle and mesh Trapped in this heightening despair We run from the one who locked us there Who are we to retch and howl At the shredded void, so pungent, so fowl? Our lips are sewn tight to cut off complaints Blood seeps scarlet with each pull of restraints A hateful sneer, permanent upon her taut face It slithers and wraps, holding me, an icy embrace

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Rhyme With No Reason by naningxoxo, literature

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The Sun-Kissed Angel by naningxoxo, literature

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Flawed Love by naningxoxo, literature

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Flawed Love

A Queen Without Her King by naningxoxo, literature

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A Queen Without Her King

My Happiest Mistake by naningxoxo, literature

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My Happiest Mistake

Withered Remnants by naningxoxo, literature

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Withered Remnants

Devoted Love Note by naningxoxo, literature

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Devoted Love Note

Void is My Tyrant by naningxoxo, literature

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Void is My Tyrant

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Captured Soul

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About naningxoxo

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Feb 22
United States
Deviant for 16 years
She / Her

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Not much to tell. I'm the type of person whose first impression completely clashes to the person I may blossom into later on.

"I live to think and think to know.
Of a person to love, a place to grow.

A conundrum. A puzzle. Indeed, I am.
As I pass by, I hear "Daaamnnn" (haha, jk)

Filled with passion and drive,
I'm scorching heat, meant to survive.

A swirl, a blend, a mixture of pieces
This damn emotion for Ink never ceases.

Neither will I, my face to the skies,
shatter this mirror, my Ink of no lies."

-D.P. 8/9/10

"Poetry is like sex in words because its so stimulating, but in a spiritual mental way"
-P.Y. 8/9/10

Current Residence: in a comfy home
Favourite genre of music: mostly indie, folk, alternative, and r&b
Favourite cartoon character: Finn from Adventure Time

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

The Hush Sound, HoneyHoney, Sky Ferreira, Versaemerge, and Poeta

Favourite Writers

my sister because her writing is absolutely divine and entrancing

Favourite Games

Tongits aka Gin Rummy

Other Interests

Creating mayhem and bring selfish desires to fruition

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naningxoxo

Jun 23, 2010

Morning Mayhem

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Morning Mayhem One important question... What am I doing awake? Obviously, I'm insane because I have meetings to attend in a few hours. I should really be asleep right now. Yet here I find myself, actually writing a journal entry. The first one in 3 years. How completely inactive I'v been, shame on me I guess ;] Well, I don't have much to say except for that I'm tired, addicted to deviantART, and should be heading to bed now. So I believe that I should at least get off the computer now. Alright. Night. Let me dive into the throws of dreamland. Night, deviantART, you've unbelievably brought me so much happiness and laughter. Gracias :D -S