Daft-Enigma

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Harboring Dreams by Daft-Enigma, literature

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Harboring Dreams

I harbor all this dreaming within me. I wonder if I’m under some spell of catacumbal proportions and erratic dispositions. Or if I have yet to wake up from any of it at all. Sleep is like a dance with the mind drifting, like a leap of faith a lot more like hope for tranquility than a certainty of peace. I can’t count sheep any better than stars in the thoughtless sky. It isn’t a plea for solace anymore it’s a prayer for an end. When you meet yourself at oblivion and can’t see within and you don’t know who you are or why the edge of your world is just that close.

So I've Seen the World by Daft-Enigma, literature

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So I've Seen the World

These eyes have seen most of the world. There are landscapes more dreamlike than anything that I've seen with my eyes closed- and I've touched every inch of them with bare hands and determined feet. I have seen life begin on the first morning of Spring, the rain dry away and the flowers come to a vibrant life, touching rays of sunlight with their petals. I've seen someone's last moments in the dead of Winter, watched as their gaze kissed the face of Death. I have seen days of endless oceans, the shadows of whatever things the depths hide away from us. I've even seen the entire world from the top of a mountain I climbed with only m

Catacombs by Daft-Enigma, literature

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Catacombs

His gaze caused the catacombs inside my heart to rumble, crashing in on themselves with little care for what it left of me. I suppose others call this love. I, however, being less reckless than poets, call it fascination. His was a light I could never extinguish or forget, and mine was a darkness he simply couldn't see. Our lives, you might say, are opposing ends of a beautiful spectrum. Him the hero, me the playwright, conducting his every move while he just smiles like the marionette that he is. But I can see quite well, and this marionette is adopting a mind of his own. Perhaps, too, a heart of his own. And I'll be left as defenseless as

The Mystery by Daft-Enigma, literature

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The Mystery

The fog seemed to get thicker every night. The fog, of course, wasn't what intrigued me. My mind used to reel with the possibilities, what was in there? What lurked just in front of me, though I did not see? Or was I, perhaps, the one lurking? All of those questions went away when the sounds came about. Sometimes on my walks home after a long day, the darkness seeping through every hole in the earth, filling my otherwise delightful world, I would hear them. The sounds were many things, and some of them might have been voices. The start of it all was the sound of the keys. Behind me, the keys would jingle, clicking together, being twirled by

I Have Ascended by Daft-Enigma, literature

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I Have Ascended

I hear parenthetically placed songs, delivered in the angelic voices that transcend around me. I believe they are the future, calling out this name- and I'm the only one who hears them. My soul has begun it's equinox. I can finally balance the spectrum. Burning away all the casual, mediocre things that held me back, breathing in this new light, a new paradox. All the while I'm keeping my events out of perfect collocation, forcing your mind to turn and twist at the mystery. It's not for any particular reason, but I have to keep things interesting, not for me but for you. For while my heart is orbitary, yours is still grounded in the place

He Is a Storm by Daft-Enigma, literature

Parallels (For Sebastian-Wolf) by Daft-Enigma, literature

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Parallels (For Sebastian-Wolf)

Well, he's certainly not like other guys. 364 days of the year, I'm perfectly comfortable with that. He's a a bright moment in this dull life of mine. I've got a lot of expectations to live up to from everyone, but not from him. I guess it's because he doesn't expect anything of me other than to just be there. At least, I hope he doesn't expect more, because he deserves more, and I can't be that. But getting on with the point, it's February 14th, and I have to figure out what to get him. We were sitting in a coffee shop. The same one the two of us had been going to since we'd starting officially "dating" (not like anyone actually knew

Billow by Daft-Enigma, literature

Fairy Tale Endings by Daft-Enigma, literature

Zenith by Daft-Enigma, literature

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Zenith

I am just a poet, I seem to have stumbled into a blackened void, however and I'm not sure where I stand perhaps beneath this zenith, holding all the universe together, stars hanging over me and falling with my heart. Maybe my pen guides the lunar eclipse and the solar winds keeping them at bay but maintaining their beauty. I wonder, if I trip, if the meteors would shatter upon the impact of my thoughts scattering like craters across this void.

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The Undead Poet: Insomnia by Daft-Enigma, literature

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The Undead Poet: Insomnia

Another night spent in solitude and restlessness- an insomniac I have turned out to be. An artist am I, desperate to create a false joy through the words I write. To ease the pain of wakefulness and day dreams. Awakening in an hour, the sun will fill my world with it's radiance. Carrying my muse on it's calm breeze, I will write again! It will bring with it the color of the sky and the grass and the trees. It will cause the mystery and suspense of the night to fade away for a while. Yes, I shall live a short time in the light as my world comes to life.

Pray For Japan- Not Anime by Daft-Enigma, literature

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Pray For Japan- Not Anime

Yesterday I did what I always do. I woke up, I made the coffee I love so much. I saw the people I care about most. Yes, I even played those video games I'm always talking about. I did my make up, I took a picture, I got on facebook, And sent too many messages. I wrote a poem, And even read a few. I scheduled a photoshoot, And made a costume for a party. I had more coffee, Called a few family members And sent texts to my friends. Told them I loved them, And then said goodbye. Before I went to sleep I read my book, just a few pages. I listened to my favorite music On my tough little mp3 player. And then I thought endless

Curtain Call by Daft-Enigma, literature

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Curtain Call

The show must go on! There must be a way to keep you on the edge of your seat! There must be a performance I haven't yet given, More tricks up my sleeve! There must be something more spectacular, Something I haven't yet said Something to keep you seated! Shamelessly I cry as you leave your seats, Dumbfounded I stare as you fail to laugh At my amazing performance. Has it really been so long… Have you really gotten bored with me? What can I do to entertain this crowd That isn't even real? How can I accept This inevitable curtain call? The show must go on…

Be My Luck by Daft-Enigma, literature

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Be My Luck

Just a kiss, for good luck? I shouldn't be asking. But I need it so much, I can't keep going. Such a charming young man You've turned out to be. I just wish there wasn't the problem, That happens to be me. Every year before now, We've just laughed it away Every day before this one, I ignored things you'd say. You would always drop hints, And I always caught wise, But we never went far Which I now realize. Jut a kiss for good luck, It's probably too much to ask. But it's worth it, Considering our past.

The Undead Poet by Daft-Enigma, literature

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The Undead Poet

The darkest night was all it took. The darkest night was his light, his life. Now he can breathe again, coming up from the dirt, he is alive. His words only as twisted and cruel as before. His smile only as seductive, as sadistic. Give him ink, and give him blood, Give him life and give him death, Give him this and you have given him His first verse. Take his emotions, and do what you will. Take his love and try to break it. Take from him all that you wish, but just remember, You haven given him a stanza. Tear him down, rip him up, Torture him, murder him! You are only giving him what he needs, To write again. To be aliv

Severe Blow by Daft-Enigma, literature

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Severe Blow

I can take a hit, I can bear the truth. I can wear my heart in my jacket, Until my skin is bruised. I can smile when I see you, But stop when you see me, I can give you advice. On her, Until the tears can't be repressed. I can help you with life, I can give you my time, But I can still pretend It's okay. Until you forget me. Even though I had hope, I'll wear this fake smile Until my lips bleed. Because I'll always love you Until the end.

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Miss You by Daft-Enigma, literature

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Miss You

It's like a dance, I know the steps, yet I have no partner. It's like an act, I know my character, yet there are no lines, no plot. It's being in love, without really knowing it. I miss you like I miss yesterday. I cry for you like a child might cry. And I stay up all the time, just wondering, Where are you? The sad part is, I don't even know you. But somehow I know you miss me too Just like I miss you. One day, I'll tell you how long I thought about you. One day, I'll tell you everything One day, I won't miss you anymore.

If It Makes You Feel Right by Daft-Enigma, literature

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Wandering Monarchs by EyeOfHavoc, literature

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Wandering Monarchs

Hidden in the open- Smuggled through the night; And shoved out of sight Hidden treasures; To those we may truly delight. We lay in puddles of overpriced greed, Beneath a bruised up midnight sky- Where tipsy masquerade masks taunt and flee As they hide their double sided faces beneath fake revere. I think that- Maybe they are ashamed. For; They are- More lost than us. (They are- Wandering monarchs Without wings)

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Dendrophobe by Daft-Enigma, literature

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Dendrophobe

It must be the silence of the fall of noontide- exaggerates rustling leaves, break beneath my stride. Does this make me a monster- to kill what once was life? Could it be the trees That they bend so contorted and so unduly morbid-- --or could it be the wind and how it shapes them dancers, my eyes to never comprehend the science of this weather- is it now that my life does end within the dense and dead and at the hands of such a thing with a very twisted head?

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Ethereal by Daft-Enigma, literature

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Ethereal

He carried arctic gazes in his eyes- the color of the awakening skies. Pale and perfect, and always undisturbed in their own intricate world. I never asked him, but I always knew he was a poet. His stride gave little notion as to his destination, he was an ice sculpture moving across the sunlight. Where he was going was not to be compared to the beauty in which he always arrived. He had no remorse for loss, because he believed nothing was ever lost, that everyone and everything he ever loved was within him. He believed things were meant to be momentary, and t

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Dec 17, 2012

Does surrounding yourself with a certain kind of people effect your artistic production?

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Ezra's Option! Which everyone else is going to click! Because you all want to feel special!

I don't understand what you're talking about, Ez... (Comment and let me explain then!)

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Daft-Enigma

Oct 20, 2012

Five characters (that aren't your own creation) that have impacted your life in some way, and how?

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Daft-Enigma

Oct 7, 2012

It's 6:42 In The Morning, Come On...

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 Drinking: Herbal orange spice tea. Listening to: Two Birds  -Regina Spektor (look Sydni, you made me like a song *claps slowly and sarcastically*...Brilliant.) Reading: The Illiad - Homer So, basically, it's 6:42 in the morning, and despite my getting early, and having quite the day. I'm still awake. I'm not insanely tired nor delirious yet though, amazingly. It's crazy though, because I helped my step sister move today, went to the county fair (ah, so much small town fun to be had, there), and went to a bonfire. And had a random 10 at night excursion into town with my older brother. Now, I'm sitting on my mum's couch, a cup of

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HARPY BIRD DAY!!!

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May 18, 2013

Thank you kindly for the favorite!

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Mar 2, 2013

You are so very welcome!

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Mar 2, 2013

Razorblade Romance is so awesome!
My favorite album is probably, currently, either Love Metal or Deep Shadows and Brilliant Highlights!
I am so excited for the new album! <3
I'm honored to meet another HIM fan!

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