It has the same theme as Beautiful Shatter. A lot longer and a bit darker, I think.
Beautiful Art
Holding on, tightly,
Nails cracked, fingers bloody.
As I watch the ones,
The ones who let go.
Falling, shattering,
A shard of my heart.
Cracking, scattering,
Beautiful art.
There's no climbing up,
No living through this hell.
I feel my grip loosen,
As I watch the others let go.
Falling, shattering,
A shard of my heart.
Cracking, scattering,
Beautiful art.
There's no screaming,
No cries of pain.
Just my soul whispering,
Telling me, to let go.
Falling, shattering
A shard of my heart.
Cracking, scattering,
Beautiful art.
I let go.
And I watch myself
F
A
L
L
.
And I watch him
S
H
A
T
T
E
R
.
And I watch it
S
C
A
T
T
E
R
.
And then I pick them up,
All the pieces, of my heart,
So that I can, put them back
TOGETHER
Again.
And line the cracks,
With rivers of gold.
To make
Beautiful Art
Beautiful Shatter (Beautiful Shatter #1)
Pieces of Peace (Beautiful Shatter #3)
Just an overall big nerd. Poetry, book stuff, anime...stuff that happens in my life...
Monday, July 24, 2017
Sunday, July 23, 2017
Poem: Beautiful Shatter (Beautiful Shatter #1)
Nothing of Earth,
Remains intact.
All of Earth will shatter,
Scatter into brokenness.
Though cracks are becoming,
Beautiful are the pieces,
Of what was once one.
So allow a pleasure,
And let go.
Go with a beautiful
Shatter, scatter...
And you shall be,
Put together,
Friday, July 21, 2017
Poem: Timeline
Timeline
The sun has risen,
With morning song.
Nothing behind me,
the line is long!
The day's still young,
I've traveled short.
But I'll get farther;
I'm the tough sort.
Morning's no more,
Noon is here!
Brightest time of day,
Nothing to fear!
Evenings come,
And I turned around.
I'm following my path,
But behind me, no line is found.
It feels like I just started,
But I do not forget.
Because that ain't no sunrise.
It's a sunset.
The sun has risen,
With morning song.
Nothing behind me,
the line is long!
The day's still young,
I've traveled short.
But I'll get farther;
I'm the tough sort.
Morning's no more,
Noon is here!
Brightest time of day,
Nothing to fear!
Evenings come,
And I turned around.
I'm following my path,
But behind me, no line is found.
It feels like I just started,
But I do not forget.
Because that ain't no sunrise.
It's a sunset.
Poem: Dark Stars (Dark Stars #1)
I think the theme of this poem is overused. Oh well.
Dark Stars
All stars are great,
All stars are dangerous.
From far, they're beautiful.
Up close, they'll kill you,
Stars bring light to the darkness,
But stars can take away your light.
Because in darkness dwells the light,
And in light, the darkness.
Stars wrap you in their warm embrace,
But in time you'll reach for cool reprieve.
Because too much of something,
Can destroy anything.
From stars, spring life,
And stars, bring death.
For what is white,
If not, for black.
What is heaven, if there is no hell?
What is love, if there is no hate?
For there is no beauty in a star,
If it isn't surrounded,
By Darkness.
Dark Fire (Dark Stars #2)
Dark Stars
All stars are great,
All stars are dangerous.
From far, they're beautiful.
Up close, they'll kill you,
Stars bring light to the darkness,
But stars can take away your light.
Because in darkness dwells the light,
And in light, the darkness.
Stars wrap you in their warm embrace,
But in time you'll reach for cool reprieve.
Because too much of something,
Can destroy anything.
From stars, spring life,
And stars, bring death.
For what is white,
If not, for black.
What is heaven, if there is no hell?
What is love, if there is no hate?
For there is no beauty in a star,
If it isn't surrounded,
By Darkness.
Dark Fire (Dark Stars #2)
Thursday, July 20, 2017
Poem: Chasing Stars
Chasing Stars
The stars, were
First to come,
And from them,
We became.
We are all,
Made of stardust.
We can all,
Choose to glow.
Chasing stars,
Won't let you shine.
Chasing stars,
Your light will die.
From stars, we became.
So you don't need,
To chase the stars.
Cause you can just,
Light your own.
The stars, were
First to come,
And from them,
We became.
We are all,
Made of stardust.
We can all,
Choose to glow.
Chasing stars,
Won't let you shine.
Chasing stars,
Your light will die.
From stars, we became.
So you don't need,
To chase the stars.
Cause you can just,
Light your own.
Wednesday, July 19, 2017
Graceling by Kristin Cashore (Book 1, Graceling Realm)
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Changing up my book reviews. No spoilers, individual reviews for books in a series, etc.
Genres: Young Adult, Fantasy, Adventure, Romance
Summary:
Katsa, niece to the king of the Middluns, is not an ordinary lady. Ever since the king realized that she was born with a Grace, a special talent, for killing, the king has sent her across the seven kingdoms to do his dirty work; punishing those whom the king wishes her to punish. One day, Katsa meets Prince Po, and they become friends. Together, they search for clues relating to the the people behind the kidnapping of Po's grandfather.
What I Liked:
I read this book because of the awesome cover, it's really cool. Anyways, there were lots of things I liked about this book. One of these things was the main character, Katsa. Like in the cover, Katsa is pretty kick-ass. She can use knives, daggers, swords, bows and probably other things with skill and efficiency, and fights bare-handed just as well. She has an interesting enough personality; short-tempered, impulsive, capricious, stubborn. She doesn't really joke around, but she can be nice to people, especially children. She avoids hurting or killing people when she can. I also liked most of the other characters, like Po, who's a good-natured fellow and quite different overall from Katsa. Another thing I liked was that the romance was a side thing for most of the time, and filled the spaces where there was lack of action. I also liked that many details were given about the land the book was set in, although noticeably less details on the exact environment. That's pretty much what I liked about this book.
What I Disliked:
I wasn't bothered too much by this book, but others might think the pacing to be too slow. The book had long stretches of time where not much action occurred. And due to the pacing not a whole lot happened in the book. Another thing I disliked was that there wasn't much information given about the main antagonist, but I'm hoping it will be answered in the next few books. There is also a minor problem that I had with some of the sentences. Some of them seemed to run awkwardly. But it's a minor problem. What I disliked most about this book is that I think the problem was resolved too quickly, and it was kind of anti climactic. That sums up what I didn't like about this book.
Additional Notes:
There is not that much character development throughout the book; her views on marriage remain the same, she's still stubborn and fickle and short tempered. Her views do change a bit after learning certain things, but not that much really. I personally don't have much of a problem with this, since throughout the book her interaction with others was kept to a small circle of three people.
Final Remarks:
Definitely read this book if you are a fan of the fantasy and romance genres. If you liked books such as Throne of Glass, chances are you'll like this book too.
Rating: 7 out of 10
Monday, July 17, 2017
Poem: What Once Filled Me Is Gone
I've been noticing that I feel something like this whenever I finish a really great book(series) or anime, especially ones that had me craving to read more. It also possibly ties in with how it feels to suddenly stop smoking/doing drugs. Idk, I've never done drugs before.
What Once Filled Me Is Gone
The minutes, tick away.
Nothing happens, day after day.
I feel it, I know it.
What once filled me is gone.
Thoughts swirling in my head,
My body's stiff, like lead.
I yearn for it, but it doesn't return.
What once filled me, is gone.
No tales to be told,
No secrets to be spilled,
My empty heart aches,
To be filled.
But.
What once filled me....is gone.
What Once Filled Me Is Gone
The minutes, tick away.
Nothing happens, day after day.
I feel it, I know it.
What once filled me is gone.
Thoughts swirling in my head,
My body's stiff, like lead.
I yearn for it, but it doesn't return.
What once filled me, is gone.
No tales to be told,
No secrets to be spilled,
My empty heart aches,
To be filled.
But.
What once filled me....is gone.
Sunday, July 16, 2017
Poem: Chains
Chains
The chains protect me,
The chains protect me,
Yet I thrash against them.
The freedom can hurt me,
But still,
I want it anyway.
The cage, it stops me,
From flying high and far.
From being what I
Want to be.
Have to be.
No chains to ground me,
I fly high, too high.
And I drop, farther than
I could ever fly.
I am lost.
No wall has blocked me,
No cuffs have bound me.
Freedom.
It's made me
into something
I never wanted to be.
Poem: Running into the Sky
I don't know. I think I like poems.
Running into the Sky
Running into the Sky
Look up, into the sky.
Gaze into it’s depths.
A blue deeper than the seas,
Dotted with powdery white.
Reach up, towards the sky.
Take hold of the many winds.
A gentle whisper, a powerful roar,
The tears of life fall down.
Look up, into the sky.
Wander into the blue.
Another place, another time,
Scary, yet beautiful.
Run up, into the sky.
Don’t stop, won’t stop,
Falling, forever and ever.
Falling into the sky.
Poem: A Demon's Heart
A Demon's Heart
A heart beats,
Steadily, eternally.
It's a demon's heart.
One...two...three...
It isn't black,
Nor is it blue.
Like us,
The heart is red too.
Hear the heart.
Does it belong to you?
Because humans,
can be demons too.
A heart beats,
Steadily, eternally.
It's a demon's heart.
One...two...three...
Nor is it blue.
Like us,
The heart is red too.
Hear the heart.
Does it belong to you?
Because humans,
can be demons too.
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