Life Itself -Memoirs of a chic by Flan13, literature
Literature
Life Itself -Memoirs of a chic
What a joy to see
Something emerged
From that broken shell
Those first moments
Of life itself
What a joy to hear
Someone's sweet singing
From the first beak
To the last wing
Of life itself
What a joy to feed
Somehow they all enjoy
From the tip of my finger
To such a sweet thing
Life Itself
I am no longer your slave
Under your control
You are no longer my master
Freedom is my goal
I am no longer your dog
Barking up the tree
There is no longer leash
Hanging over me
I am no longer your killer
I will have my own way
When you marked my skin
You then became my prey
You are no longer my master
I won't carry out your commands
I am no longer your slave
And there will be no more demands.
Drifting through the dark in flight,
I see a window purged with light,
Settling down to inspect the hue,
I find another staring through,
One like me with a bruise and scar,
Fated to the spot, called from afar.
I waved at the stranger who mimicked me,
I smiled and her eyes showed my glee,
The pain in her heart I could boldly see,
Where did she come from, inside me?
A favour, a wish
I call upon a wil o wisp
Lead me to heaven
A fire, a need
I hear a voice whisper
Guide me to peace
A find, a treasure
I reply in a letter
Show me the light
A feather, a prayer
I chant for freedom
Grant me my wings
A fence, a garden
I watch from above
See me in the shadows
A favour, a wish
I call upon a wil o wisp
Remember me forever
Join the dots
Record the spots
Study the plots
For those little blots
Dancing lights
Moonlit flights
Seeing the sights
From those great heights
Midnight hour
The skies flower
In Watchmans tower
An astronomers dower
Seek a minor bar
For a major par
Ploughing through tar
Find the northern star
Join the dots
Recording the spots
Studying the blots
From inside the the cots
Nemu clutched Uraharas lower leg as the affects of his Bankai faded away with the slight unusual wind. She followed the end of his sword to a pair of stern eyes staring back at her ready to pounce, not unlike a tiger.
My dear Nemu, do not waste your life for a mystery you are worth more than he created you for. Unlike the Bountou you are whole and powerful on your own right but if you hide in your fathers shadow you are worth nothing.
He bent down beside her and stroked her hair with the most gentle of fingertips. He furthered that with a light kiss on the forehead much to the dismay of the now helpless Mayuri. Sudde
The Betrayal of Angels- Bleach by Flan13, literature
Literature
The Betrayal of Angels- Bleach
The man who protected me though I wasnt scared,
Who tightly embraced me, always cared,
Knowing that through letters, guidance and all,
I would in love inevitably fall.
I knew not what to think of the day we met,
He seemed like one who would not break a sweat,
Though he helped me stand on my feet that day,
I would always think of him this way.
The man who was murdered my heart would always see,
In the end I knew he would murder me,
My angel who flew up to the sky,
Answer me now your reasons why.
I knew not what to say when he left, flew away,
Whether to go with him or plead him to stay,
All he could say was thank y
Life Itself -Memoirs of a chic by Flan13, literature
Literature
Life Itself -Memoirs of a chic
What a joy to see
Something emerged
From that broken shell
Those first moments
Of life itself
What a joy to hear
Someone's sweet singing
From the first beak
To the last wing
Of life itself
What a joy to feed
Somehow they all enjoy
From the tip of my finger
To such a sweet thing
Life Itself
I am no longer your slave
Under your control
You are no longer my master
Freedom is my goal
I am no longer your dog
Barking up the tree
There is no longer leash
Hanging over me
I am no longer your killer
I will have my own way
When you marked my skin
You then became my prey
You are no longer my master
I won't carry out your commands
I am no longer your slave
And there will be no more demands.
Fractures in the walls
The pier on which the monster walks will be sealed with fog across the water,
Spiralling through the mirror in time to see his feet disappear,
There is only darkness from whence this path begins its life in the field,
Where there is only light for the sword and for its master to wield.
The bridge of eternity bears west in the hope of reaching home by the sea,
Stretching the wings to disguise the earth in its own dismay,
There is only darkness from whence he walked ahead in the rain,
His heart beat less frequent and his lungs in pain.
The hands of power control the words that lift from his breath of ice,
Screa
I'm in Love with a Violinist by Flan13, literature
Literature
I'm in Love with a Violinist
The sound of music
Not just a fancy play
Real Music
Flowing through my veins
Out of sight, out of mind
What do they know?
Real Music
Seeping into my ears
Train to strengthen body
Never mind your back
Real Music
Moves my soul more
The sound of music
Rain off the rooftop
Real Music
Soaking through my clothes
No notes on the page
Happiness without words
Real Music
Playing the fingers raw
A Quaver is a snack
No imagination
Real Music
Moves my soul more
The sound of music
Crickets in a meadow
Real music
Peace within my heart
Don't have to see it
Only to hear it
Real Music
Reaching the inner bones
The sound of music
When the Cherry Blossoms Fall by Flan13, literature
Literature
When the Cherry Blossoms Fall
Raven's Theme Song
When the Cherry Blossom Falls (Just like a feather)
I touch the sun and it falls away just like my heart it crumbles
As I wash my feelings away in the stream of life
In solitude I couldn't even brood
All I could do was stand and watch the petals fall
Just like a feather from my own back
They float away on the ship of destiny
Set sail for death trapped in eternal heartlessness
All I could do was stand and watch the Cherry Blossom fall
I watch you in the autumn breeze
The only light in my endless prison
The dawn of everlasting freedom
We will be free to love each other
When the Cherry Blossom falls
Just like a
Current Residence: Burton Upon Trent Favourite genre of music: Rock ^^ Favourite photographer: Laurie Campbell Wallpaper of choice: Anime or abtsract Favourite cartoon character: Roadrunner (cos it was my nickname) Personal Quote: "It's better being insane than boring"
Thank You to all those who sent their wishes on my marriage, my husband and I had a lovely day and a very nice honeymoon. We went to Dublin and visited the parks with their many deer running wild, the open plan zoo, Kildare gardens and stud, Wicklow and the mountains.
I am sorry for the lack of art recently but bare with me and I may just get my inspiration back soon. It is because we have had to move 130 miles and it's taken a lot of my spare time just to sort things out. Now that things have settled a little more I may even start to write fan fiction again so watch this space :)
I know I haven't been active in a while and so I'm starting to pay more attention now that I have more time to.
I also have news that I am getting married on June 7th and am very excited about it. I owe a lot to my partner as he inspires me to draw and write as well as offering support where I need it.
Question - Does anyone else have partners or friends who inspire them and in what way?
I'd love to hear from you :)