dazedbydawn

how do you write your soul as piece of poetry? 
          	where do i sell my soul? 
          	on which demon's door do i knock?
          	in front of which god do i kneel? 
          	
          	or do i need to be more human? savage my kinds?
          	do i need to be eagle and feast on the man's eyes? 
          	or do i need to be something less significant?
          	 like the worms on the ground and feed on dead? 
          	
          	what's poetry? 
          	i'm aware, i must have some kind of purpose to be born but god was i supposed to sit and watch the life pass by? 
          	i met a man today, he was delighted, known to what he likes. 
          	he met a woman today who never grew up. in my heart, i keep my twelve year old alive.
          	 
          	the girl, said and vowed to her father: passion matter the more. 
          	so tell me what's yours? the father asked. 
          	the girl looked at the sky, jealous of moon. 
          	he could be alone—but, she...she can only cry around men. 
          	
          	what's poetry? 
          	do i need to suffer more? 
          	god, where is my call? 
          	devil, you said you feed on soul...take mine, hold it as your...give me a purpose. 
          	
          	oh lord, i just want to write. 
          	write my soul.

vjk2601

The warmth in my verses, that you call ‘home’
          	  The igniting fireflies that you earnestly adore 
          	  Are the ashes of you once alive, in the bricks of what you called comfort before.
          	  why are you standing before heavens gate
          	  Oh traitor! Why’d you return, leaving me all alone
          	  To fight the fate on my own
          	  They are the murderers of freedom behind closed doors 
          	  And when you’re murdered
          	  You’ll find on your grave “heaven’s deserter”
          	  So, Stay here my dearest 
          	  Let’s wander through the lands of mankind
          	  With our souls bare
          	  Drowning in the ocean of despair 
          	  Feeding each other with tragic repose
          	  Choking on the doses of artistic morose 
          	  (Ps: I’m honoured to have such words from you)
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dazedbydawn

@unic0rns_19 aww cute, completely forgot it's a talk about giving my soul to devil as sacrifice (this is the only valid way to communicate!!!)
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dazedbydawn

@vjk2601 fiend you call yourself, friend i believe you as.
          	  i don't fear betrayal but thy words has comforted me. 
          	  in the realm i live, an eternity pass in one day.
          	  you have warned me, think about as you say...
          	  but the thought of long night only excites me anyway.
          	  you and i are the same, my friend. 
          	  you wanted to have it 'all' which led you outside the heaven's gate.
          	  i want to have 'none' hence i'm standing in front of heaven's closed gate.
          	  we are on this together, my blood is ink to the pen in your hands. 
          	  even though i can't write now, the epic tale will keep playing somehow.
          	  my pen is thy plight now. and to return the favour, i shall continue to ache forever to keep my friend well fed.
          	  the words and language i had once known are vestige to me. 
          	  thy call themselves as fallen angel.
          	  yet thy is helping me keep standing tall.  
          	  friend, i have taken your advice.
          	  fiend, i have thought well.
          	  liege, take my soul.
          	  (ps; i can understand. you write so well.)
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unic0rns_19

I JUST RECOMMENDED "MY LOVE, MOONFLOWER" TO A PERSON AND I'M SO FRICKING EXCITEDDDDDD TO SEE THEIR REACTIONNNNN. I'VE NEVER BEEN SO EXCITED OVER A PERSON'S REVIEW AHHHH. YAYAAYAYAYA

dazedbydawn

@unic0rns_19 YAYAYYAYAYAY!!! I SCREAMED IN EXCITEMENT BUT LITTLE DID YOU KNOW
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dazedbydawn

@unic0rns_19 AHHHHHHHH!!!! LOWKEY MADE ME NERVOUS!!!!! I'MMA GO AND LIVE IN FEAR NOW! BYE!!!
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dazedbydawn

how do you write your soul as piece of poetry? 
          where do i sell my soul? 
          on which demon's door do i knock?
          in front of which god do i kneel? 
          
          or do i need to be more human? savage my kinds?
          do i need to be eagle and feast on the man's eyes? 
          or do i need to be something less significant?
           like the worms on the ground and feed on dead? 
          
          what's poetry? 
          i'm aware, i must have some kind of purpose to be born but god was i supposed to sit and watch the life pass by? 
          i met a man today, he was delighted, known to what he likes. 
          he met a woman today who never grew up. in my heart, i keep my twelve year old alive.
           
          the girl, said and vowed to her father: passion matter the more. 
          so tell me what's yours? the father asked. 
          the girl looked at the sky, jealous of moon. 
          he could be alone—but, she...she can only cry around men. 
          
          what's poetry? 
          do i need to suffer more? 
          god, where is my call? 
          devil, you said you feed on soul...take mine, hold it as your...give me a purpose. 
          
          oh lord, i just want to write. 
          write my soul.

vjk2601

The warmth in my verses, that you call ‘home’
            The igniting fireflies that you earnestly adore 
            Are the ashes of you once alive, in the bricks of what you called comfort before.
            why are you standing before heavens gate
            Oh traitor! Why’d you return, leaving me all alone
            To fight the fate on my own
            They are the murderers of freedom behind closed doors 
            And when you’re murdered
            You’ll find on your grave “heaven’s deserter”
            So, Stay here my dearest 
            Let’s wander through the lands of mankind
            With our souls bare
            Drowning in the ocean of despair 
            Feeding each other with tragic repose
            Choking on the doses of artistic morose 
            (Ps: I’m honoured to have such words from you)
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dazedbydawn

@unic0rns_19 aww cute, completely forgot it's a talk about giving my soul to devil as sacrifice (this is the only valid way to communicate!!!)
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dazedbydawn

@vjk2601 fiend you call yourself, friend i believe you as.
            i don't fear betrayal but thy words has comforted me. 
            in the realm i live, an eternity pass in one day.
            you have warned me, think about as you say...
            but the thought of long night only excites me anyway.
            you and i are the same, my friend. 
            you wanted to have it 'all' which led you outside the heaven's gate.
            i want to have 'none' hence i'm standing in front of heaven's closed gate.
            we are on this together, my blood is ink to the pen in your hands. 
            even though i can't write now, the epic tale will keep playing somehow.
            my pen is thy plight now. and to return the favour, i shall continue to ache forever to keep my friend well fed.
            the words and language i had once known are vestige to me. 
            thy call themselves as fallen angel.
            yet thy is helping me keep standing tall.  
            friend, i have taken your advice.
            fiend, i have thought well.
            liege, take my soul.
            (ps; i can understand. you write so well.)
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dazedbydawn

and all the sudden, i want to write sequel of browneyes

unic0rns_19

@dazedbydawn I'M TWEAKING ( I don't mind)
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dazedbydawn

@unic0rns_19 see it's around 60 chapters more in browneyes (i do think total chapters will total upto 80 or 90 but that's too much so i'mma say 60) and a little afterwards...short...idk either.
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unic0rns_19

@dazedbydawn and all of a sudden, I actually started to think actually how big this would be ( I don't mind ಡ⁠ ͜⁠ ⁠ʖ⁠ ⁠ಡ)
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dazedbydawn

so i wasn't very much satisfied with my love, moonflower...like some scenes felt rather rushed and unnatural so i re-edited some sentences, added scenes and re-edited the whole thing and now after breaking my back for third time, i'm very much satisfied with it! 
          if you haven't read it, then you are missing out and if you have then maybe give it a read once again...it's short eitherway. 
          love, dahlia<3

dazedbydawn

little overview for updates; browneyes is my priority(one or two updates every week). cryforme will be updated twice a month(if i don't get into spiral of thoughts while writing) and ifall will be stopped for awhile since i am really not in the mental space for writing that book. this year i won't be writing any new books, for now i want to complete my ongoing books and maybe i have short plots for three books like my love, moonflower...short and sweet, i can write that but no full books or poetry ones. and by the end of the year, i will start puppet show.

dazedbydawn

@unic0rns_19 hope you have a lot of patience!
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unic0rns_19

@dazedbydawn okkie. I'm waiting patiently 
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dazedbydawn

i was reading and i saw how short notes authors puts....i write whole journal entry...lol, i never knew i was this much of a yapper.

unic0rns_19

@dazedbydawn we love ourselves a yapper author 
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