From the day we met
to now when we're seas apart
we've seen highs and lows
From lads to young men we've grown
like brothers, come rain or sun
ScreamPrompt #40 tradeDirty toilets have a certain stink to them which is unbearable, and revolting... but perversely comforting. Especially when you've just puked out. That's the sad reality in the end, when you find yourself taking deep, hard breaths, while keeping your nose in check; and your head straight when there's a probable headache just edging its way, kick in, and render you unconscious. Dirty toilets earned their moniker for a reason; my hands are probably infected already with god knows what kind of slime. God... got another one coming...
... And it pour out.
I should've listened to my gut instinct and not taken up Dick's bright idea of fulfilling a bucket list. Of all the bloody fuckers out there, it had to be Dick who had to win me over. God, I hate myself for listening to him. Everyone hated him - who wouldn't hate a guy whose name was associated with male genitalia?! I shouldn't have come over, but it was something which has always been a problem with me, to be honest.
I just got free
Over the course of time that I have been here on dA, I've noticed that there is a trend either to write words which are fanciful as fuck with as little meaning as a dump in the loo, or the work itself tends to be so juvenile that I find it pointless to even bother.
This collection, though, is different. The words are pretty, but if you gloss through them then their meaning is lost. In a way, they're not the most exceptional or phenomenal works you can find here on dA, but they are well written because of how they are structured or how they carry themselves. There is a semblance of personal involvement in them, which may resonate with other readers.
With me... they're works I revert to, when I wish to read a work which is not insightful, but just fluidly presented. These poems, are fluidly presented.
NotenSMSK is someone who has been around on dA for as long as I have, and his poems and prose are interesting to read - enlightening, have a clearly defined narrative, and are always able to provide new streams of thought in terms of stories or narratives.
An invaluable addition to my collection and to my fascination with writing.
Note: dA is incomplete if you have never read NotenSMSK. Everyone else around on this site is merely a snowflake *bring forth the trolls*
|These works managed to catch my attention from the first read, although I might revisit them a second time one of these days.|
|I've been here on dA for about 5 years now (including this year), but these works, definitely deserve to be read at least once. Me? I read them countless times just because they really are that damn good. Worth noticing and worth every minute they come my way.|
I've been here on dA for 6 years now, and it has been an interesting six years. I admit I used to be more consistent back when I started, but I'm still working my way around that.
So, what have I got to show?
Hozan (Sadness)حزن (Hozàn)- Awarded DD April 20 2017
I first wrote this piece back in 2014. Most of how it was written is described in the work itself, but the why can best be described as... well... its literature. Lets just say, I was in the moment, and this work transpired.
MSC #6 - PushkinIn the desert grew the flower's decree,-
Daily Lit Recognition for May 7th, 2014Daily Lit Recognition for May 7th, 2014
MSC (May Sonnet Challenge 2014) #6 - Pushkin. I actually love this work. I didn't think much about sonnets until I took up this challenge. While writing consistently and on a schedule can be very tiring on the mind, you get some moments of pure brilliance at times. This was one of them.
In case you plan on taking up a fixed form of poetry, do give this sonnet form a look. Its actually quite fun.
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This was amongst my earliest works which I had written here on dA. Yeah, back in the day when Sta.sh was still a fresh new thing, and we had funny symbols before our usernames. It was also before mentions became a fad here.
With that said, I actually recommend reading this work of mine, should you plan on checking out my prose pieces. Its long, granted, but like "Hozán (Sadness)", it was written when in the moment. And unlike my other works, its the only prose piece I have with some recognition.
Gather the Roses, my Love, And Fly AwayGather the Roses, my Love, And Fly Away- Awarded DD 9 October 2013
Interestingly enough, I wrote this after failing at writing a good villanelle. I'd consider this my second attempt at a villanelle, and reading it now... there are some portions which have forced rhymes, and while it may have consistent syllable count, its still not "metric" in a traditional sense.