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Passion by Isiena, literature

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Passion

Passion The road, cobblestone and rugged like fine wine stretched to a never-ending point. The sky was cerulean under antique arches, that wavered upon graceful sandstorms that dusted the wall cerulean the moon cerulean the sky lush. The paces increased on the cobblestone Tapping, and releasing, tapping and releasing and then silence. Heavy panting coated the air grey outstretched its wings and covered the air in their father's feathers allowed it to crust and mold, licking every crevice clean for another window to appear, and lick their soles clean. The paces rode rugged upon the never-ending point. The arches build

A Stranger in Paradise by Isiena, literature

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A Stranger in Paradise

Stranger in Paradise Take my hand I'm a stranger in paradise. Coarse full hands in plans to plans of land, peace, and suffice To whom I am, a stranger in paradise All but lost and in the sheets unraveled under paradise, a ruble walkway of fallen crossways, crumbled under a mist of deep abyss. Unknown in cluttered tendrils of florists, and fallacies. All but foreign in paradise. But in paradise, who am I to lead the fallen, and the sheep? Where we all but do is sleep? From swift to sleep do we run from golden sands Where even paradise cannot catch what is intangible. But in my hands do fall golden sands And in it lays sil

Birthday '05 by Isiena, literature

Contortionist by Isiena, literature

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Contortionist

Contortionist His name is Whitney. This man, he cries within a black room and blames it on the constructor of life he calls himself by the number of hydrants he kicks and the number of insults he's prided. He lives untitled by his lush eyes and pierced pupils, his defensive body to his sense of garments. Whitney is a lady-killer. This man named Whitney attends a society in which he cannot comprehend and yet he laughs with utmost mirth, in dining with these men and women. Whitney is a lady-killer. So when you approached Whitney you knew him from his looks on a magazine Down to his exploits as tailor. you ask him if he has a

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The Frivolous Dream by Isiena, literature

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The Frivolous Dream

The Frivolous Dream My eyes open And a wind breeze will encase me Refresh me Release me The flowers will wave at thee A blinding ray of colors shall Dance and encircle around the Roses, the tulips, the sweet buttercup petals The children of the rain will twirl With their brothers, their sisters, their loves My legs will move again from its glass case And I too will twirl But for now: I'm looking out my window And the snow remains. -Dorothy

Journey by Isiena, literature

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Journey

Journey It's the soft bustle of the crowd And the leaves falling from the sycamore trees The blankets lay out And we sleep on it again My hand finds it to yours But no longer do you sleep here So it's just nothing That I'm left to love Like the scene of the crime You left And I had to trace the remnants Hoping to find "it" again. So it begins once more Let me out into the crowd as the sycamore trees rustle ~Dorothy

Mr. Puppet Show by Isiena, literature

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Mr. Puppet Show

Mr. Puppet Show Bring it back to where the sundial was shown To where the fantasy roamed to where the puppet show grew with another fan waiting for you Skies filled with sunlight blaired in air flaired And the birds sang the quaint fowl song the left a tingling sensation and a note for the day as A Day of Smiles Children dusted off their white satin gowns and tailored suits to the left the girls stand playing with their mother's jewlery glancing at it, with awe and mystery braiding it round their fingers covered by silk gloves with the town favorite brand: Les Monami. As on the right boys stood in valiant with their

Walking in blank footsteps by Isiena, literature

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Walking in blank footsteps

Walking in blank footsteps Opening my eyes Blankness arrives Tumbling winds and seeds Poking me as I sleep All else is gone But a startling sunrise A sunrise I do not know Putting on my ten fingered crutches I go out to this world alone When walking in blank footsteps I walk with my own head For no seeds, like me too Walk in blank footsteps Water, no about my view No flower button dresses to shed me Let me walk with my own head and seed Because soon I'll cover my blank footsteps too With a Leong flower and wind. Dorothy Leong

Vanity by Isiena, literature

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Vanity

Vanity If you twirled those pearls around your finger the mothers would adore you as the doll they had cherished when they were little when they would twirl those pearls around tiny porcelain arms, and legs If you curled your hair, and dosed it in luminosity of orange, beige, and blends of tropical the boys would fall for you follow you where you would go love you from when you step into the neighborhood three blocks away. If you dressed with silk and tiny grandmother sewed dresses the community would adore you give you flowers of daisies as they say it matches your hair give you daisy drinks with fragile paper umbrellas attac

It Really is Stop Lights by Isiena, literature

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It Really is Stop Lights

It Really is Stop Lights When all else is gone there is nothing but silence and the sound of your own breath. But the widowed mother comes in with her hair up high in her best fabric piece tied in as a flower ribbon. Then the silence is unraveled just as when the mother runs too fast, trips in order to feed her child. Silence sits on the porch as you sit in the dining room chair knitting from the lost strands of past for future. And the widowed mother in the courtyard looking for the spiders and a piece of stone covered in etchings and scetch's of someone she never knew truly. Lights go down from a wish very poorly drawn. S

Your Immortal by Isiena, literature

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Your Immortal

Your Immortal Left of the center a scene made with four fingers crossed together like a camera captures the world in the fast paced movement that it is. Young eyes move fast and carry the cherry-cola feeling of war as it fizzles violently of flower fields sweet and gone so soon. Seven at eyes, immortal by mind. Love at heart, tender at warmth. Someone played you a melody when your were five and opened up that crossroad camera for you for eternity. Someone played you a song flower daisy handing it to you with that tenderness that was harnessed through song, and blends of orange and yellows, hint of warm pink, and brown. Yo

Passages by Isiena, literature

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Passages

Passages I never knew my way though the dark where men and minion's dreams failed to go where nothing else but fine stalks of till stood tall in the mist of what I knew, all that I knew from the servant graveyards. Where shadows loomed behind the scent of the "way", they hid behind even the skinniest of items: man and, or edge. For fear drove them to hide when the passages opened. When God would claim them, or deny. This is the passage, a place only heard through man's graveyard. This is the place where we claim to know. But in overall this passage is just another way through the dark.

Pixie Dust 'Symphonia' by Isiena, literature

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Pixie Dust 'Symphonia'

Pixie Dust Symphonia The bustle of city life gets you down through the never ending poetry singing down and the peddlers on the streets of Everywhere. Tingle of life comes from little works as you walk by the hidden enchantment one day. Reaching for it you heard the symphony too. War leaks through the city cracks and children dreams and fire flies. Mothers lock up your daughters for they grow too fast too serious too strong and nothing is real. Nothing. Hang up the pixie dust bottle you asked for yesterday With the loved, the bonding on a thumbtack looped together with a watch or friendship bracelet, and let the dreams live

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United States
Deviant for 19 years
www.xanga.com/darkblood

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Current Residence: New York
Favourite genre of music: J-pop/rock, American rock/pop/classical music, theme music
Favourite photographer: Leon Du'pont, and Ivan Spellings.
Favourite style of art: Anything that's speaks.
Operating System: DigiView
MP3 player of choice: Zen Nano Plus
Shell of choice: meatshell, headshell, footshell [which is a sock... or a shoe]
Skin of choice: Panda.
Favourite cartoon character: Yukino [Karekano], Biscuit [puppy], Jake and May [Chibi Tales]
Personal Quote: "Fancy for a frolic in the gardens?" - Dorothy [meee]

Favourite Visual Artist

Humagi [and sweetmoon--is it wrong? ;_;]

Favourite Movies

Harry Potter, Grave of the Fireflies, Kung Pow, Nightmare before Christmas, Love on a Diet

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Gackt, Hikaru Utada, Larc~en~ciel, and OH so many more

Favourite Writers

J.K. Rowling, Philip Pullman, Anne Rice, Lemony Snicket, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Gary Blackwood

Favourite Games

DDR, Final Fantasy [all], Harvest Moon

Favourite Gaming Platform

PS2, Nintendo, CPU

Tools of the Trade

MSWord, MSPaint Oekaki, Classroom, OC 1.1

Other Interests

anime, manga, cultures (oriental), art

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Isiena

Nov 6, 2009

Current -20-

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Hey there   I've been busy with school, and nothing but it. When I'm not busy with school I'm busy playing games and forgetting about school. When I'm not playing games I'm busy trying to print out things for school so I don't forget about school.   Hope everyone's doing fine.                                            College is a bummer,                                                       D.

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Isiena

Apr 22, 2008

Currently -19-

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     I still really really love everyone who visits this page. Really!    I've been taken away by either school, or Cabal Online. It's a really fun game if anyones into multiplayers online. If you are look me up: SN: Fallacy Server: Venus    =D

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Isiena

Mar 24, 2007

Currently -18-

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Hey hoe. I'm happy I submitted "Passion" to devArt. I read it at the poetry-readaloud and my favorite/hot teacher at Hillcrest praised me. OOoh and boy was that good. Besides the point, it's my most recent poem, and I enjoy every last bit of it. As for life, school's a bitch, but life as a whole is one big ol' smelly cooch. I've realized that I'm more satisfied with myself when I try hard. By taking more pride in my work, and the obstacles overcomed it gives a sweeter scent, but stiffer neck. My gray hairs are increasing and I've been told I can be Storm, which would rock since she was the token black person on Xmen. We all need that piec

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yuki-snowcraft

Jun 19, 2011

you're a pretty good artist ^^ you gots a nice DA, keep up the good work :: sorry if mine somehow made you upset

Isiena

Jun 27, 2011

yours didn't make me upset. Shocked me, but not upset in any aspect.

Thanks. =o

yuki-snowcraft

Jun 27, 2011

:] I have a way of surprising people I guess - I figure go big or go home! and no problem

Sorry my dad left for China for a week and just got back, I haven't really had access to anything because he is the one who usually drives me places (and fixes the internet when it stops working)

I will mail it out either today or tomorrow. I will tr yto do it today butI have an interview, though, and I'm not sure how long that will take.

Thank you for your patience,

- Hiku

Isiena

Oct 20, 2009

Heey how's the status of that delivery going?

Sohmma

Jul 24, 2009

tag! you're it...

do it if you want: [link]