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Literature
Creation
To pastiche a work of an artist is to endeavour to listen to the Muses' old whispers, to presence a distant state of mind, and waken from an eternal slumber a part of a soul; all through the piece that is the portal between then and now.
    
    You don't know why that piece or why it is driving you mad. You emulate, but fail to master. Yet, you can't put down your instrument.
You never stop till you can see. Till you feel the epiphany that once hit them, and be able to stroll down their city's roads in your head. Till you smell the wet colours on their canvas, their favourite scents and their forgotten coffee that went cold.
Till you hear the song that resided in the back of their heads and kept them awake for weeks. Till you have the same dreams, and live through their nightmares.
Till you cease trying to find why: All this time you were just being driven by an imperious call, an unquenched fire sustaining the passion. The urge was of an unknown so
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Literature
A Collaboration
Weave my thoughts into verses
Stitch my soul with yours in a tapestry
Show me your depiction of my mind and your imagery,
entwined.
Let us abide that empery of our creation:
A manifestation by two different worlds, combined;
A myth that defies our warring constellations.
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Literature
The ocean's song
The ocean plays its ancient song
there where they were first parted
he waits.
Memories come crushing down
one by one, as he breathes in
the wind that carried her soul away
the same wind that still carries her scent.
The waves lull; time — it stops
silence reigns as she rises from the depths
She is close.
Fingers entwine
of perished hands and ones that are aflame.
Eyes engage
when words are disarmed in the first wave.
Hearts revived 
and the worlds of dead and living re-collide.
Lips re-unite
they reminisce.
He is home.
The night retreats to its den
bit by bit, taking her within;
it wanes and, slowly, fades into shadows
rendering it all a dream.
Around him are the runes of a vision
and a whisper, buried deep inside.
She is gone but her words linger
as long as the ocean's song survives.
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Literature
Night queen
Broken wings, and fettered legs;
frozen limbs of a stolen will,
under the light that brings death
to every lively thing around.
Bound to the ground she is,
surrounded by glazing eyes,
and venomous, slithering tongues.
So to the shadows she hies,
and hides in the dark,
waiting for a salvation
from which she's torn apart.
She prays for the moon to wake,
and the day to die.
smothers her with delight —
the sight of the red sky
Aflame she grows as the night falls.
It calls her soul to the constellations.
The stardust.
She's entranced.
Away from gravity's incantation
where the universe is only hers
to rule:
a lasting reign.
Alas,
the rising sun — again,
slowly devours her
throne.
A damn woe:
is the dawn that shatters her kingdom,
and throws back her crown.
Now down she follows,
and fathoms that:
to her ancient curse she is —
forever condemned.
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Literature
Beyond appearances
A fire is set up,
to slowly thaw that soft ice;
floods rise from beneath.
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Literature
Save me
Under roaring sky, amid the angry waves,
heard her piercing cry resound from deep below.
All alone, I fight against the current.
Out in dark, but lead by ardent heart
paying not the slightest heed to
what they call 'Insanity'
Down the depths, the darkness
palls. I find my moon;
dim, the sprites
guide us back,
back to - 
light.
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Literature
Vengeance
Vitreous eyes aflame with anger:
a fiery pique -
that is no more a feeling;
it will have you encircled.
A face-off is imminent.
'There's no where to hide.'
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Literature
Imaginary fetters
Blazing squinting eyes
    all around;
that watchful shadow
    keeps sidling behind.
He bound himself with fetters
    of sneering looks,
and opinions, if only he'd see,
    so vulgar.
The soul attire of conduct
    and uttered words,
reflected but sham image
    of the inside.
He scrutinized his portrait
    in the looking-through glass,
but could not recognize the one
    he had become.
He perceived he lived more
    for others,
suppressing and profoundly hiding
    his dreams;
that insipid life did
    fade away
when he'd unleashed
    his real core.
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Literature
Brutal world
Awoke he was in dark and horrid place,
alone with neither guide nor shred of light,
where path of doubt and self-denial he'd face,
along with whispers that disturb the night.
'Won't clock's ticking ever cease?' Therefore -
a quick, but prudent, decision shall be made;
for chilly snags of life did freeze my core,
'O God, that night appears quite loath to fade.'
He wandered here and there with slouching back;
he had to find that starry skied-road,
to cast the arrows of light upon that track
and bury the weight of such a heavy load.
    'Forsaking kindness or, retaining it?,
     in such a brutal world which one does fit?'
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Literature
Orchard of Love
O, orchard of love, how glamorous you are!
The moment she entered such effusion,
her soul was transfigured with elation;
the enthralling scenery silenced every scruple,
and had her vision bound to the merry present.
Amid the bewitching blossoms she danced,
and swayed in the gentle breeze;
conceived she'd got it all -
for what can be more worthy?
A passionate adoration, a poetic atmosphere,
aflame with his mesmerising charm.
She yielded utterly;
a feather carried by his wind.
A dainty sunflower under the star;
her sustenance for life; her beacon of dreams.
She loved him with no fear nor limits,
forgetting about her own will.
Insipid, she'd grown to him;
a change he desired.
Rebuffing all the heralds, she soared high.
He broke her wings.
What once was the pulse of glee,
is now draining tears.
Such change made her perceive:
not every love story a fairy-tale.
O, orchard of love, how sham you are!
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Literature
Soul Painting
    Immersing the brush in a glass of water; dipping it in the palette within her left hand mixing up some colours; and then gently gliding the damp thick tip of the brush over the canvas, bringing her imagination to life. She kept doing this for some hours, and paid no heed to the late hour, nor to her sleepy state - for she was about to finish her masterpiece...
    Beth is a very talented painter, and a passionate one. Painters usually care too much about details, but she was overly fastidious a person. Her only indulgence existed amongst her painting tools. Her life was a bit of a mess; she was never happy in her social life; she'd got no lover, nor friends, but enough fans. She was deficient in many noble merits that the power of fame had long ago covered - come on who's perfect!- so in real life not everyone liked her personality. As an artist, she could perceive the power of colours; she'd always entertained that colours' greatest power is being so meaningful
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To pastiche a work of an artist is to endeavour to listen to the Muses' old whispers, to presence a distant state of mind, and waken from an eternal slumber a part of a soul; all through the piece that is the portal between then and now.
    
    You don't know why that piece or why it is driving you mad. You emulate, but fail to master. Yet, you can't put down your instrument.
You never stop till you can see. Till you feel the epiphany that once hit them, and be able to stroll down their city's roads in your head. Till you smell the wet colours on their canvas, their favourite scents and their forgotten coffee that went cold.
Till you hear the song that resided in the back of their heads and kept them awake for weeks. Till you have the same dreams, and live through their nightmares.
Till you cease trying to find why: All this time you were just being driven by an imperious call, an unquenched fire sustaining the passion. The urge was of an unknown source. (Always is)

     And till their imagery and yours coalesce into a new form, and the chaos inside you subsides.
And till you devise your own pattern, and feel touched by your own piece.
Only then you see the correlation. Only then you detach from them. Only then you can stop and look for another work, another part of yourself.
     Hey, people of DA :wave:

     Missed you like a lot :tighthug: Hope you're all doing well, and have enjoyed your holidays. Boogie! 

     It's been a while since I've uploaded any piece of art, but my whole life has changed: 2014 was eventful. After the long-haul of the GCSE I made it to the faculty of engineering.Then I thought it was all over, and I was finally totally free now. How idiot. The study is much more difficult at college, and there's almost not enough time for assignments and revisions!Nuu  Leisure has become a luxury :D.

     At first I was not used to this new life, but gradually things became better, and, even more, now I'm having fun as well :happybounce:. Right now, I'm done with the first semester, though still having my exams running (Wish me luck :pray:). And I think I might have a chance to take over the wheel in the second semester and manage my time. This year's resolution: getting back to the things I enjoy :)

     :AbandonedMelody: has asked about last year's memories and lessons. So here's a brief summary of my 2014:

:bulletred: Favourite reads: The kite runner, Azazeel, and the Ocean at the end of the lane.
Bullet; Pink Favourite movies: Interstellar, Interstellar, and...Interstellar :3 (I'm yet to see The Hobbit!).
Bullet; White Favourite memories: Results day, a five-day vacation with my friends, and first day at college.  
:bulletblue: Get to know yourself better: there're many hidden treasures lying within you. Delve deep, don't let them languish inside! Everyone stands out in an aspect or more, you just have to find out what your abilities are.
:bulletpurple: Don't lose touch with your close friends. No one is ever gonna replace them!
Bullet; Green Advice is not to be applied into action blindly. They'll blame you anyway. So act on your own. Listen, think, then make a decision. 
Bullet; Yellow This is sort of a cliche, but you really should enjoy your life..every.single.moment.of.it.
Bullet; Black Draw a smile on people's faces. This simple curve can do magic.


     I wish you a happy, wonderful, and incredibly-awesome year Dance! 
  • Listening to: Chandelier
  • Reading: A great and terrible beauty
  • Eating: Biscuits
  • Drinking: Tea

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"Do what you feel in your heart to be right - for you'll be criticized anyway."
- Eleanor Roosevelt.

That's my motto!

Left-brained I am, my artistic skills stand afar from proficiency. Nevertheless, art grew to be an interest, and then a hobby in form of: photo-manipulation, and writing.

I've got an obsession with the British literature, British accents, Evanescence and F.r.i.e.n.d.s.

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IyraEMM Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2016
thanks for the fave :)
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amrgalal7 Featured By Owner Feb 29, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
You're welcome :)
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HippieHebe Featured By Owner Nov 15, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you :heart:
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amrgalal7 Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
My pleasure :)
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OreoApocalypse Featured By Owner Sep 22, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for the llama and the watch~
Also, I've got to say your obsessions with British literature and accents, and Evanescence and F.R.I.E.N.D.S are some pretty good ones xp
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amrgalal7 Featured By Owner Sep 22, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
You're most welcome ;)

Aren't they? Thank you :D
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OreoApocalypse Featured By Owner Sep 22, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Haha yes they are :) you're welcome
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greensh Featured By Owner Sep 21, 2015  Hobbyist Photographer
Thank you for the poetry fave!
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amrgalal7 Featured By Owner Sep 21, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Most welcome :)
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HippieHebe Featured By Owner Jul 5, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
thank you :heart:
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