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Riddle 9My new riddle your brain will tease
Or can you solve this one with ease?
I'm the fact you cannot deny
And no matter how hard you try
I'm always walking at your side
And find you wherever you hide.
Simply seeing me leaves a trace
I am brutal, I am full of grace
War and peace mean nothing to me
And From me you can never flee
Often wished on others instead,
I'm the one justice you do dread
For to me, you're all the same.
Now, can you guess my name?
Riddle Challenge Final Part 2Riddle me this, if you please
maybe you can solve it with ease
I prefer not to be alone
I don't leave the company I'm in
I am social being to the bone
Not necessarily with my own kin
I am the truest friend of all
I will be with you when you call
I am loved, but I'm hated, too
Because when I have not been well trained
Then I can be so much worse than you
I am often leashed, sometimes even chained.
Now, can you guess what is my name?
Or do you give up on this game?
We kill angelsWe take the kindness for granted when
We think that we deserve it but then
The angel we owe this to falls finally
We wonder aloud and we wonder why
And over the angel we broke we cry
Still we can't see we caused it initially
It's too easy to make angels fall
While wond'ring "Where are the angels all?"
It's so easy to push them over the edge
By demanding and taking it all, yet
We never give, never repay the debt
Tell me, what excuse do we have to allege?
Oh, leeches we are, vampires feeding
On angels' hearts, don't see they're needing
Kind words once in a while, arms to hold them, too
Why do we not tell them they are precious
Instead we're treating them so malicious-
ly, We kill angels, we're hell and them is woe
Riddle 2A new riddle about which you'll muse.
Its colour changes while it's in use:
When you buy it, it is black
After usage you can't give it back
You can find it in rock's bed.
During its usage it turns red.
Afterwards it is useless and white.
Back then is was heavy, now it is lite.
What's Left To Do?Sometimes it is easier to walk away
Especially when filled with sorrow and pain
From innocent words spoken from the heart
unknown to one, it tears you apart
Running away may seem easier first
than facing the oncoming storm so dark
but you leave behind much more
than pain, you leave behind love, too
You don't understand how I feel
I tried so hard, but it seems in vain
A veil of love blinds who I used to love
So I'll leave for their happiness
And a veil of tears is blinding you
Why else don't you see me fighting, too?
I gave you words, within them my heart
Don't let in be in vain, it'd tear me apart
I can't stay here where I don't belong
To have tales told, I would become undone
It would drown me in my sea of tears
I know this is something that I can't bear
And still I'm begging you not to leave
My tired hand will raise once more
the shield and sword I wield for you
It's not over yet, please don't give up
I am tired and worn to the bone
My wings have no life as I fal
43. DieYour tears glister like drops of dew
On a spider web at dawn
I'm sure mine do the same
Underneath closed eyes
"I'm sorry to
Leave without you."
A faint whisper cries
"I'm glad that you all came."
I press your hands without brawn
Before I leave, bidding my adieu.
Riddle 5: Four little prisoners (Version 2)There are four little prisoners, each in a single cell.
Four little cells, each is on a different floor:
1st, 2nd, 3rd and 4th
Four little vermins, each is another's pet
rat, moth, flea and fly
Four different crimes these men committed
murder, mugging, fraud and buglary
four different doors holding them prison
red blue, green and black
Four and four little hints so you can answer this:
What crime did the prisoner with the moth commit?
1) The buglar has the green door but not the moth.
2) The rat is on the lowest floor and not behind the red door.
3) The black door is the highest.
4) The fraud dwells right above the mugger
5) The mugger is with the flea.
6) Blue is higher than red.
7) The murderer is beneath the blue door.
8) The fly is at the top.
Riddle Challenge 4And when nothing works out
I am at your side
I make you scream and shout
With my remarks so snide.
When you feel weak, I'm strong
I am here with you
When ev'rything goes wrong
I take away each clue.
I am the answer you
Keep failing to find
But start over anew
After you calmed your mind.
I'm gone with a sigh
Say now, who am I?
Riddle 4Once again, riddle me this:
I can tell a story but cannot talk
I can touch you but I have no hands
I'm anywhere you are but cannot walk
I can be timeless and in all lands
I can escape through a hole in a wall
I'm home where I find a hearing ear
I can exist with no words at all
I can be the thing you hold most dear
Can you tell me what this is?
Riddle challengeLive ye not, should I not be sought. Should you find me, I can't be caught.
Catching and holding me will bring you to your knees. For once you have me, where can you be? Who am I?
Sorry to DisappointThe battle of life is not over yet
Continue living this life that isn't really yours
Even though people say it is
The definition of people; mainly writers and copies
The world is full of copy cats
I see them and I feel two things for them
I feel some sort of anger, but then I love these people
Love them enough to die for them
These copycats don't notice me
Even if they did the reaction is always the same
Just another face or just another person not to care about
I actually perfer that; they don't know what I am
Some people drift away because of my love for my Savior; the only one to truly love me
Some people drift away because of my attire
Some people drift away because they don't like what they find
The reasons are the same, but I love them
I can't say that I'm perfect
I am not perfect, but look at what that's gotten for me
Trying to keep this new soul alive
Trying to keep the devil inside of me dead
I can't say that I'm a good person
I am just a person who made mistakes
A person who
Overthinking.I think way too much.
For my little one track mind.
I just want your touch.
I just want you to say you're mine.
I hold you back, I know I do.
But you don't seem to mind.
I suppose it's because I love you.
I'm glad you like being mine.
I feel so out of touch.
My world revolves around logic.
So I think way too much.
When love is just like magic.
I was thinking, overthinking, like I do.
About these feelings that defy logic.
I was thinking, about just how much I love you.
And you know what? I'm glad there's magic.
I think way too much, I really do.
For my little one track mind.
So I will give up, and say I love you.
And let you know you're mine.
You think of her [Fr + Eng]
Tu penses à elle
Tu penses à elle
Mais ce n'est pas toi
Qui le jour la vois
Toujours plus belle
Mer ciel et terre
Toutes toutes pareilles
A des bruits
A des fleurs
Par leurs couleurs
Et par leurs fruits
Dans tes rêves
Tu penses que tu rêves d'elle
Tu la prends sous ton aile
Pendant une seconde si brève
Si brève qu'elle te lancine
Cou à cou vous êtes agenouillés
Coup sur coup vous devenez éclairés
Tu crois en une toxine
Qui peut te soigner
Qui peut par son odeur
Te plaire te distraire tuer ta raideur
Tu veux l'empoigner
Mais que ferais-tu
Si d'aventure et gagné par la folie
Tu lui faisais mal brisé par ton envie
Mais que ferais-tu
Dans tes rêves elle toujours elle resplendissante
Fantastique invisible fanée finie
Courant de loin en loin de proche en proche suivie
Par tes songes et tes amours pâlissantes
Mais que ferais-tu
Si ce cauchemar t'envahis
Riddle Challenge final part 1By summer I come by the sun. By winter I come from within the house. I'm always inside your body. I'm created by chemicals, whether you like it or not. When I'm completely gone, all is lost. Can you describe me?
A jamaisJ’ai gardé l’horizon jusqu’à te perdre de vue.
J’ai tu mon amour d’un silence absolu.
Je t’ai regretté.
Sans haine, sans douceur.
Sans douleur non plus.
Ton absence pesante est devenue ma muse.
Mon cœur ne connaissait plus le froid, mais aucune chaleur ne t’avait remplacée.
Mon âme avait banni ses tourmentes, mais la paix ne l’avait pas regagnée.
J’ai pensé à t’oublier dans chaque frémissement du temps mais il me ramenait à jamais vers toi.
La nuit, le vent glissait ton nom dans l’étreinte de mes bras.
A l’aube d’un soupir de lune, je m’éveillais, pleurant ton souvenir. J’ai perdu tous les autres.
En vain, j’attends que s’efface l’empreinte nue de ma vie :
Le seul baiser que ton âme a laissé en mon cœur endormi.
Ton ombre ne m’a quitté depuis ton départ et ton absence présente m’obsède jusqu’à la folie.
Irrelevant.You were changing, I saw it, but you didn't know,
You changed from who I love to someone I don't know.
I wanted to see who I loved, so I tried my best,
And I saw her, fleetingly, hidden within your breast.
Now, I beseech you, if you've changed, then change,
Don't throw me away for nothing, that's beyond strange.
Don't torture me with the image, of the girl I still love,
Don't torture me with the image of an angel from above.
If you want to change, then please, do so,
Change into a girl that I don't want to know.
Just don't turn into the girl that I love again,
Because I cannot handle being thrown away again.
So if you want, then stop being the girl I love,
Don't torture me with the girl whom I will always love.
La peau est si belleNous en rêvons toujours, de monter l'Everest
Dans un sublime effort, nous grimpons sur la chaise
Notre exploit héroïque, nous a mis fort à l'aise
De chanter comme un coq, avec l'air qu'il nous reste
Nous en rêvons toujours, d'égaler Baudelaire
Dans un pathétique trait, nous lâchons quelques vers
Notre forfait commis, de quoi avons nous l'air ?
D'un grand gallinacé, à la voix de travers !
Riddle 7I wonder if you can tell
How this journey will end well
It's about a river and a boat
But no peasant, wolf, cabbage nor goat
The complication did increase
Can you, my friend, maintain the peace?
At the riverside there stand
Six different persons and
Only the grown-ups can steer the boat
"Big enough for only two", I quote
To make it simple I will name
Them as following in this game:
A does not want a to be
Without it but B or C
Unless they are of the size of a
Then being without A is okay
B feels the same about the b
And C has the same rules for c.
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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