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Today, Things Are DifferentThe world is rolling backwards
While I feel like I keep moving forward.
Today is like all the rest.
I’ve passed by the same old things
Time and time again.
Nothing around me has changed.
Today is like all the rest.
I feel so stupid
For believing in all those lies,
That someday the world will change
And that I will be the one behind it.
Today is like all the rest.
I took the time and did my work.
I looked at the world around me.
I tried to change what I thought was wrong,
But at the end of the day,
The only wrong thing in the world was me.
Today is like all the rest.
I double checked, and there’s nothing wrong
With the work that I did,
And there’s nothing wrong
With the choices that I made.
Does that mean that I was right all along?
Maybe these days are different,
Because the world that I saw yesterday
Was different than the world of today
And the things that were all so familiar
Were things that I’d done, and never noticed.
Maybe these days are different.
This is How Good I am with WordsI’ve got a secret that I have barely even acted on yet
I bet that last line was confusing–
Well, I guess I meant to say that first line–
I’m sorry, I’m not too good with my words.
That’s part of the secret though.
It’s actually kind of an embarrassing secret,
Involving relationships and words and stuff like that because
I can speak well through my fingers and ink,
But not with my mouth,
Because when my brain creates words for my mouth to speak
It tends to screw things up pretty often,
But when my brain creates words for my fingers to write
They actually come out pretty okay.
Maybe it’s because I know that I can’t annoy the paper
(Like I’m probably annoying the reader)
With the amount of words that I say,
How they come out,
How long it takes me to say them,
And what I’m trying to talk about.
Four New SeasonsThis world begins anew in the beauty of spring.
Its warmth is just again beginning,
Its light shining a bit brighter through the green leaves of the trees
Only to touch the ground ever so softly.
The light stays for a bit longer during its brand new days.
The newest forms of life open their eyes in the morning’s light,
Awakening again by their parent’s sides.
The warmth of the light grows stronger as the days turn to summer,
And the young continue to grow with it.
They learn about the world around them,
And experience the beauty of the summer’s new days,
Like how the rain ends as quickly as it starts
And how to search and hunt for the things they need.
But like the summer rain, summer ends as quickly as it starts.
The beginning of autumn brings the onset of change.
The leaves upon the trees, that once were green
Now are dying off, and turn new shades of colors.
The days get chillier about half way through,
Leaving the young ones, now much older, to change like the lea
Failure is Instructive“Failure is instructive.” –John Dewey
I have failed many times in my life. There are countless things that I have done wrong. I have so many regrets, it’s hard to keep count of them all. There’s nothing about my failures, my mistakes, and my regrets that I can change.
Except improve from them.
Improvement is a solution, right? I can learn from my mistakes. I can make right what I have done wrong. My failures are not the only things that define me. Sure, I can’t exactly fix my regrets, but I can at least try. My successes are a part of me too. They are just as a part of me as my failures are.
Even though I am one to give up when I feel like things are too hard, and sometimes I can’t help myself from seeing both myself and the world around me negatively, that doesn’t mean that I act that way constantly. I am not perfect. I know that all too well. I can rattle off a list to you about what I don’t like about myself,
How I See MyselfI’m not a stereotypical human being
I’m not a stereotypical teen
I see and know and feel
Differently than people expect
I see patterns and equations to get through:
Life, death, religion, and class that
Eventually leads to the same thing;
A class act of religious life and death
I know too much about everything
I know too little about the same thing
That she was talking about last week
Or is it next month?
I feel as different as everybody else
But everyone else is the same person
One way or another or exactly the same
As the guy who sits in the corner alone
My life is a dream in comparison to
Just what people think of me
There are things that they know
And secrets they aren’t telling me
I don’t know what I’m doing
Where I’m going or who I want to be
I don’t know how to live or die
Or even do geometry
All I know is all that I can do
I can get through my life on my own
Somehow by myself, but maybe not alone
I’ll need that helping hand and a
The Intro VersionMy silence shouldn’t be frowned upon
My words are more important than you think.
Don’t see my silence as rude,
Don’t you dare think that I’m dumb.
I may not always raise my hand to give the answer,
But that’s only out of fear.
Fear of the limelight,
Fear of the attention,
Fear of the judgement
That others put on to me.
Those fears are just as bad
As his fear of heights, her fear of the dark,
All of the things that you fear-
And everything that fits in between.
I treat my fears quietly.
I fight all of my wars wordlessly.
An introvert is what I was yesterday,
An introvert is what I am today,
An introvert is what I’ll be tomorrow.
There’s no changing that.
The Liar's TruthLies, lies, lies
and truths, truths, truths.
Neither can distract me from
how I feel about you, you, you.
Meeting in the Moonlight The ground is chilled by the night’s subtle breeze. The nearly full moon decides to show itself tonight, and reflects its light in the slightly choppy water of the New York City harbor that’s sits before me. The small hill I sit on, in this small, empty park near the Brooklyn Bridge gives me a perfect view of the city’s lights twinkling in the night, replacing the stars they removed years ago. The only thing that separates me from that city now is the harbor. The only thing that separates me from that harbor is a few yards of grass, and an asphalt path. All of these things are seen by only the moon and I.
I’m the only one in this park right now, in the middle of this silent night. This is my time. This is my time to think. My time to be alone. My job surrounds me with people who talk at me, not to me. With my roommate comes parties and borderline alcoholism. Nothing makes me more relaxed, more at peace with both myself a
MLP: I'll prove it to ya'll that ah AM strong!
Down below the streets of Pony ville, there lies many citizens on a shiny, bright afternoon as everyone is still excited for the music festival that is coming in a few days. On the southwest corner of town, there is a fruit stand that is made by a certain stallion name Applejuice. He along with his brother Macon are just finishing up a few customers' orders of the drinks they wanted. "Alright, here's your grape juice." Applejuice puts a cup of grape juice on the counter where he can get his orders. "Thank you." The purple stallion with a blue mane thank the yellow stallion. "Ya welcome, sir. That will be four bits please."
The purple stallion gives the bits to Applejuice on the counter which he grabbed from his hoof. The purple stallion walks away from the stand with his drink that he is holding with the magic that is activated from his horn.
Next order is from a orange mare with a red mane and the pony is a Pegasus. "Howdy ma'am, what can I get ya?"
"Yes, can I get a cup of oran
MLP: The Friends of Summer Part 2
After a successful and exciting first day on Six Element Resort, the Yearling Six and their families continue to enjoy the wonderful and thrilling entertainment found not only on the sandy beach that their summer home rests upon, but the nearby village and town that holds many activities for the little ponies and more to take part in.
On the second day, everypony gathers together to take a little walk about the nearby town...beholding all of it's fancy shops and souvenirs that are sold on near every corner of the street. The happy parents allow their little ones to pick out a t-shirt, a cap, or something that might catch their eye from one of the shops...and purchase them as a gift to take home with them. After a long walk through the town, everypony eats a wonderful dinner at the local restaurant.
The third day provides Fluttershy an opportunity to show the Yearling Six her home; Since she lives on the island with many of her animal friends, t
MLP: A Rockdog Ate My Homework
It is another beautiful and golden morning here on the Kingdom Island of Harmony...and every denizen is up and about preparing for a new day at work or for play. Every pony, zebra, dragon, changeling, buffalo, griffin, and otherwise all rise from their beds when the warm, bright sun rises from the ocean's horizon...brought up by none other than the alicorn Princess of the Sun herself: Celestia of Equestria.
All while the adults attend their daily role of going to work or keeping their homes tidy for their families, the young students of Tambelon...from preschool to high school...are all taking the time to complete their Summer Homework Projects, as required by both the Schools and Royalty of Tambelon: Everypony must write a few pages on what they did this summer and anything they may have learned along the way.
Starlight, the young alicorn princess of Tambelon, has planned her paper out perfectly: writing one adventure and lesson at a time
Growing Around Audition- Goodbye Rover (Draft 2)[The episode starts off with Robert and Linda walking to their classroom. Adults are mingling by lockers or rushing to their classes.]
Linda: Robert, I’m so nervous about our test today! What if I don’t do well on it?
Robert: Don’t worry Linda, you’ll do fine. I’ve helped you study for this test all week.
Linda: But what if I get test anxiety and forget everything that I learned? I can’t afford to fail now, not after I started getting my grades up!
[Robert and Linda both walk into Kathy’s classroom. The adults in the class are all greeting an elderly, grey haired beagle that is laying calmly on the floor.]
Linda: Oh, Ms. Kathy brought Rover in today! [Robert and Linda go over to Rover to greet him.]
Robert: [He pets Rover.] Hey buddy, it’s great to see you!
[The bell rings for class to start.]
Kathy: Okay class, I know that we were going to take the test on sandcastle building today, but we’ll postpone that to Monday and play with m
PiF: Wandering through life - cz.4"Wędrując przez życie"
Jechałam z rodzicami krętymi paryskimi ulicami. Tata prowadził, mama siedział obok niego, a ja z tyłu na środkowym miejscu by oboje dobrze widzieć. Wracaliśmy właśnie od lekarza. Mama była na badaniach Ultra Sonografem. Doktor sprawdzał, czy z moim małym braciszkiem wszystko w porządku i czy rozwija się właściwie. Scott z nami nie pojechał, przygotowywał się do kolokwium, ja natomiast postanowiłam wybrać się razem z rodzicami i na własne oczy sobaczyć jak takie USG wygląda.
Był to ostatni dzień grudnia roku 2012, jednego z gorszych w moim życiu. Do Nowego Roku zostało jeszcze dziesięć godzin, a ja z niecierpliwością wyczekiwałam jego nadejścia. Liczyłam na to, że w 2013 spotka mnie o wie
The RainIt was a very rainy, yet beautiful day on Enaria, and everyone was outside enjoying the day. Dmitri and Ferdinand were playing a card game and drinking warm tea under a canopy. Jaron, Connie and Van were climbing a tree, and Kari and Paula were actually playing in the rain some times. Everyone liked the rain because it barely rained where Ferdinand and Dmitri live. Everyone was having a nice time outside, except for Lana, who wasn't used to colder weather. All she did was watch, and watch, and watch. Rain drop after rain drop. That was actually all she felt like doing. Watching everyone do what they were doing outside, she kind of wanted to join them, but the other side of her didn't want to. Lana just sat and watched the rain fall from Ferdinand and Dmitri's window in their empty storage room. She watched the rain fall down, she watched the rain drops race against each other on the window, she heard the rain get louder, and quieter the next minute. She sighed as she watched the rain f
Growing Around Audition- Goodbye Rover[The episode starts off with Robert and Linda walking to their classroom. Adults are mingling by lockers or rushing to their classes.]
Linda: Oh Robbie, I am so nervous about our test today!
Robert: Don’t worry Linda, you’ll do fine. I’ve helped you study for this test the whole week.
Linda: But what if I get test anxiety and forget everything? I can’t afford to fail this! [Robert and Linda both walk into Kathy’s classroom. The adults in the class are all greeting an old, grey haired beagle that is laying calmly on the floor.] Oh, Kathy brought Rover in today!
Robert: [He goes over to Rover and pets him.] Hey buddy, it’s great to see you! [The bell rings for class to start.]
Kathy: Okay class, I know that we were going to take the test on building sandcastles today, but we’ll postpone that to Monday and instead play with Rover outside!
Linda: [A look of relief washes over her face and she whispers to herself.] Yes!
Kathy: [She is trying to call
The Tops at Lady Malmsteen castleOn the Tops tour bus on a dark and stormy night. The Tops and their mother Carla Brown Cow along with their pet Intergalactic Angel Mangi were traveling along a mysterious country village called Petsylvania. The Tops got a gig to put on a concert for the people in Petsylvania by a mysterious letter that came to them in a mail.
Carla: I have never been in Petsylvania before but so far it seems quaint.
Boxcy: As in boring and uninteresting I agree with you. Why did we come to this joint in the first place?
Toppy: Because Boxcy we got a royal invitation by someone named Lady Malmsteen. I never heard of her before but rumor has it she is a very wealthy lady who even owns her own castle out here.
Curly: Duh I hope there’s food I’m hungry.
Toppy: Curly you just ate before we left.
Curly: Duh I burn more calories than you guys.
Socky: Hey dudes dig it man. We got clouds, more clouds, dark clouds, light clouds and smokey clouds and rain clouds. Ah ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
IkeNie ma niczego bardziej przerażającego od świadomości, że on kręci się jak popapraniec po domu i grzebie w tej swojej MP4, poprawia notorycznie ogromne słuchawki na uszach i gapi się w ściany, kiwając głową do rytmu. Wychodzi na kilka godzin i wraca niczym duch, bez żadnego powitania ani ciepłego słowa. Nie chce jeść obiadu ani kolacji z rodziną, zaszywa się w swoim pokoju. Z tymi cholernymi słuchawkami, tą cholerną MP4 i cholerną paranoją.
Nic nie budzi większej agresji od jego bluz przypominających namioty, luźnych spodni, ogromnych czapek z wulgarnymi nadrukami, kolczyka w uchu i znoszonych butów. Nosi te swoje "nerki", a w nich przemyca rodzinne pamiątki. Farbuje ręcznie bandany, gdy jest sam w domu, brudząc wannę i kafelki w łazience. Na rzemyki nawleka dziwne zawieszki i nosi je na ręce z satysfakcją wy
StorytellerI wish I could collect people's stories
and put them into a book.
You know, the stories people tell their friends
at the lunch table
before and after school
minus the more personal stuff, of course
and the mean comments are out too-
but all of that-
all of the stories, I mean-
I wish to share with the world in a book.
I want to tell the stories
that people tell their friends and family
about their days
I want to hear the colors
see the words
taste the pain and joy
that others experience in their stories.
I wish to tell people's stories
in a book for you and I to read
so that we could share our stories
with each other
one of these days.
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
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