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Statement of Intent. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Statement of Intent.

I am me. I have been trying to look forward and back, for some way to be identified as yours. One of you. Part of your people. In the last few days, I have been made feel silenced, ashamed, made to feel my opinions unworthy. I have been accused of trying to sway other’s opinions, when all I am doing is expressing myself and my feelings on something I have discovered I feel passionately about. My autonomy, both bodily and personality. I am more than the sum of my parts - My occupation, profession, my ability to perform mechanical tasks. My appearance, my weight, my hair, my skin, my self-worth. I have always wanted to be accepted

Forbidden Apocalypse. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Forbidden Apocalypse.

I have suffered moments frozen by the breath of bitter memories, Drowning deep in slumbers of restlessness, Lost in mists of missing feelings... I have longed for castles, Forged from seamless steel to shelter dreams of silver-finished splendour, Locked away in the tallest of ivory towers... I have wished for one who has the power To save innocence lost from years masquerading in an imposter's reflection, Appearing from undiscovered lands... I have fallen from the heavenly abyss, Smothered from every side by the unspoken expectations, Disguised as the best of intentions, Choking the life from young lungs... I have lived, and yet

Loinnir na nGealai by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Loinnir na nGealai

Racing thoughts seemingly suspended in unmoving air, Outside darkness devours the looking glass light, Memory's breath choked by thoughts of you, Heart's cry smothered by your coat pocket, Eyes feasting hungrily upon any distraction, miles bleeding away between engine blades… Silent festivals of city lights warming the heart fleetingly, Wrenching it from its socket, Drowning it in absence.

Ar an mBealach Abhaile. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Ar an mBealach Abhaile.

Spin the night in shadows, under softly silhouetted dreams; These are not which the likes you've seen before. Leaving with the breaking of the light on frosted windows, Gone without a kiss before the dawn… Bundle up the blankets and avert your sleep-dazed eyes, Dreams of love were not yet meant to be. Close the door with bated breath and let your wishes linger, Falling down beneath the ragged seams… Shade your brow from fiery embers of a crescent moon, Burning fierce within the pitch of night, Throwing mirrored flames upon the river's frozen banks, To wake and find the morn a blood-soaked sight…

Dancing at Lughnasa. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Dancing at Lughnasa.

Dancing at Lughnasa. Velvet onyx, with a blissfully cool breeze Drapes scents of burnt chestnut And sea salt in the faint white light, Diluted down from the heavens Drowned by the rap-clap-slap on gritty pavement Of those not-quite one size too large dolly shoes, With each unconsciously tentative step Toward you – no right direction anymore… Initially, looking around to find you was Infuriatingly predictable, There you were, standing nose-to-nose Before my eyes could open – Nor did they need to, For drinking in your presence was achieved By just holding a smile on closed lips, Knowing that you stretched out bef

Blow Out The Candles. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Blow Out The Candles.

Blow Out The Candles. Summer dawns, At this hour where sheep counted outnumber all… Open your eyes to the choice before you. A vision cloaked in moonlight beckons With a quick and teasing glance over her shoulder, Gracefully entering the shadowy clearing… And you, still staring after this deity – Debating all the while merits Of taking the plunge to emerge in paradise – Pull in a breath to savour such a honeysuckle moment, For it to be lost in a north wind, Creeping around your shoulders Crawling into the space between skin and bone… In the distance, Glinting tugs your attention from the dusky daydr

Ring Around A Rosy... by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

Pandora's Box. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Pandora's Box.

Pandora's Box. I bid farewell with eyes; one parched, The other drowned Amidst the foamless, salt-drenched waves Lowering fluttering lids No longer numbed to the dull ache Of hearts, from stilled breathing – The moment where "I see you" for the first time Turns sweetly bitter in passing... In the days when summer rolled forth from beneath pillow feathers Stretching infinite as stars burned in skies of pitch Swallowed by sleep-laden lungs Trapped in dreams which no apocalypse could shake, Dissolved by dawn and the daily renaissance Watched over by her pearly, pock-marked eye: When glances were ever-upturned toward eye-scr

Kiltimagh. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Kiltimagh.

Primrose pink walls, lit by the sun through a Westward window The creaking wooden door opening out into the white-washed sitting room Smiling faces in an array of steadily greying picture frames on a nearby table, By a staircase we never attempted to ascend. Built twin to the train tracks, travelling by a park Where stony, old men stood fixed on an emerald carpet, Only ever moving when our backs were turned... Inside, hearing calls for hot fuisce from the living room couch, Which we tottered by for the most part Past the wood in a beaten bucket by the fireplace, Bronzed patches dancing with flickers of saffron amidst citrus shades

One Night Only. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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One Night Only.

Resonance, beating through my body Vibrations tearing through me, from foot to head. Shocking the system, mid diastole Lungs stretching, gathering air from a frozen moment Bound like a spell. Youth returning from its travels – If only for an hour or two, Memories flooding backstage, Behind the spherical curtains fashioned of iris. Pounding, travelling like the jet-propelled blood flow In my ears, Joining the snare drum's snap on the tympanic membrane - Swallowed in a haze of darkness, And sharp inhalation. Exhilarated by the temptation – Given into to feel alive, even if indefinite. Staring through the soul-less

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Statement of Intent. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Statement of Intent.

Forbidden Apocalypse. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Forbidden Apocalypse.

Loinnir na nGealai by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Loinnir na nGealai

Ar an mBealach Abhaile. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Ar an mBealach Abhaile.

Dancing at Lughnasa. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Dancing at Lughnasa.

Blow Out The Candles. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Blow Out The Candles.

Ring Around A Rosy... by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

Pandora's Box. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Pandora's Box.

Kiltimagh. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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Kiltimagh.

One Night Only. by Smellybumlives4eva, literature

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One Night Only.

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Love, According to the Greeks by drj300, literature

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Love, According to the Greeks

Love is a flame; it has potential to heal, But ‘tis also the greatest pain one may feel. Oh, and so many kinds exist, But which one shall be your best fit? Is it the light hearted eros or ludus? The desirable pragma or agape? But be careful not to jump into the fray; You may catch mania; obsession, decay, Possessive, accompanied by lust, and envy. ‘Tis much worse than common idolatry. Do you exhibit eros, or lust and infatuation? Yes my friend, there is a differentiation. One may be physical but it is healthy! The other is rooted in no logic; fantasy. And, oh, when delightful eros and pragma meet! Will end with a wo

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July 15
Ireland
Deviant for 17 years

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The Way, Dead Poets Society, Aladdin, Mulan.

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Bleach, Grace and Frankie, The Good Place.

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A little bit of everything.

Favourite Books

The Wheel of Time Series, Harry Potter Series, The Hobbit.

Favourite Writers

Brian Friel, Jane Austen.

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Crash Team Racing, Spyro the Dragon.

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PlayStation

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Pen and paper

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Japan, Photography, Singing, Cinema.

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Smellybumlives4eva

Sep 21, 2010

So certainly unsure...

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So, it's been a while since I posted anything at all... I had a few pieces (of coal) lying around from around the time of my birthday and also from mid August... Decided to post them up as they are... Haven't really had any inspiration lately, and will be surprised if I have any in the next week or so. Hopefully they're something a little bit different to things I already have up here! :D Life at the minute is this kind of weird balancing act for me, trying to keep all sides happy, (probably the main reason why I'm heading back to college this year... can't say that it's a voluntary thing). Will have a busy month coming up with going back t

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Smellybumlives4eva

Apr 4, 2010

THE LLAMAS ARE COMING!

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Okay... So I'm going to say this... and say this once... COMMENTING MAKES ME HAPPY! Similarly so do Easter Eggs... But focus on comments!

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Smellybumlives4eva

Dec 1, 2008

It's begininning to look a lot like CHRISTMAS!!!!!

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So people! It is the first of December,..... for serious! And I am so uber-happy! I woke up this morning and it was all frosty outside... But not that annoying kind of frost that you associate with November.... Nope, this morning was pure Christmas jolliness.... And, I know that most of you will probably shake your heads at this saying that it's not even close to Christmas.... BUT THAT IS SO NOT TRUE! I am finished college for this term in four days! 4. F-O-U-R. HOW EPIC IS THAT? IDEK why I decided to post... but I have to say that I'm in a pretty good mood... Finished up my last lectures in PH1001, (which is a really horrible class ba