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Unholy
Lying tongues are clumsy,
tripping over clenched molars,
masticating until what's spit out
has no semblance to the truth.
My halo's slipping down,
losing grip on reality,
choking on the fabrications
filling up my airways.
Dead men tell no tales,
blue lips still hold a whisper,
you've been following my trail of feathers
for far too long.
Relapse into my false embrace,
stumble into my web once more,
chase the clouds that have
forsaken us both.
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Literature
Asunder
Looking up at the sky she wishes she
could go out in a blaze like a comet,
the summers smoky haze has her mind racing
and capsuled concoctions won't calm it.
If this was as easy as astrology and connecting the dots
she wouldn't feel as lost at night,
her thoughts swirling like cosmos and young birds at flight.
She dove off the balcony with blind faith in her wings,
and a lust for the wonder of what falling brings.
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Literature
Danse Macabre
Even crippled moths can continue to crawl,
a sordid dance of death on trampled limbs.
Moving towards an eternal flame,
never seen but felt by all.
Hourglasses strapped to backs,
hurried in gait.
How can one be late
to something so timeless?
Copyright © 2016 LYNETTE EMERY. All rights reserved.
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Literature
Tag, You're It
The piercing pressure of your hand grasping my wrist;
the skin shredded from my teeth biting my fist.
Screams are not allowed on the playground of your bed,
the covers are clenched and nails scratch instead.
The irony of white sheets on a mattress of sin;
no need to chase for this game to begin.
A willing participant to the highs and lust,
I'll follow your lead with childlike trust.
Copyright © 2015 LYNETTE EMERY. All rights reserved.
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Teardrop
Rolling down the mountain of your face,
a bead caresses the smooth slope of cheek,
drips to the valley of skin below;
two curves blossoming out
catching your melancholy dew.
Your cliffs furrow,
grasping my gaze like ligature.
Why must I crave these winding roads;
birthmarks like boulders on rough terrain,
sun kissed sand warm to the touch.
I slide my hands over your earthen body
and rejoice.
Copyright © 2015 LYNETTE EMERY. All rights reserved.
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Literature
Beguiled
Everyone makes their grass seem greener,
their pasture perfect and minds keener.
The sheep killed the wolves and are wearing their blood,
sometimes the mirage is masking the mud.
Rotted fields and starving hearts disguised as flourishing,
while their soil is putrid and begging for nourishing.
Charmers searching for ox to pull their ploughs,
seed their rows and fatten the cows.
The naive meat is tender and sweeter the crop,
They'll harvest the best and leave you the slop.
Beware the beauty of the barn's red paint,
some may make the butcher look like a saint.
Copyright © 2015 LYNETTE EMERY. All rights reserved.
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Remember
We were only holding on with hopes of letting go,
like a balloon rising to the sky, we stood
transfixed on what would disappear from our sights.
A car crash we could see coming but wouldn't prevent,
seat-belts off with disregard to the impending doom.
Saw it flash before our eyes in the bright lights,
a future funeral within the film of the camera.
Our movie had a predictable ending and I recall
you had your fingers stuck on fast forward.
You snipped the roots as our sapling grew,
the sway from a slight breeze would prove too much,
We would come crashing down from our high
perch where our love nest had been built with
stick and stones, but unlike the old adage
your words will always hurt me.
Copyright © 2015 LYNETTE EMERY. All rights reserved.
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In Flight
Wildfire orange atop
a silhouette of mountains,
still cloaked in the night's pitch.
Transforming to tangerine hue;
above a tepid blue settles silently.
Day blends instead of breaking,
casting cantaloupe color across the sky.
Coasting with a crystal clear view,
waves of silken clouds creating a
white ocean below.
Fading fast as a golden sun rises,
I long like Icarus to fly closer,
and melt in it's morning glory.
Copyright © 2014 LYNETTE EMERY. All rights reserved.
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Ana
I watch as she slowly
whittles me down to perfection,
shaping me as if I were made
out of wood instead of weight.
I caress the stained porcelain
waiting for my rib bones' resurrection.
I can't come out I say;
I've got a date.
Withering outside but all I felt
was widening inside,
emptiness growing in my stomach and skull.
The numbers on the scale slipped lower,
as her nail marks on my thighs climbed higher.
I was running out of room on my flesh
and running out of breath constantly.
For being so sweet she leaves
such a bitter taste in my mouth.
Ana promises she'll keep me warm,
but lately all I feel is cold.
Copyright © 2014 LYNETTE EMERY. All rights reserved.
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Literature
The Archer
An arrow glided past her head with swift ease. She twirled around towards him, with a surprised expression on her face that melted into a coy smile. Well, that's at least how it goes in his dreams.  Instead his vision slides back to focus on the blurry apple in the distance. zip! The tip slices neatly through a gluttonous worm. "Now if only it was her heart hanging there; red and full of love, instead of dull and rotting fruit." He wondered if this moment he kept repeating would ever be of use to him. Comfort is only a mirage in this place, and she was part of the illusion for many. "I trust in nothing but the arrow, and the direction it cuts for my future." Across the  shooting range, her eyes slipped past his as she watched his archery lesson.
She heard the heavy thud of a wooden door, and the squeal of the ancient corners.  Without looking, she could tell who was waiting for her. "That stench only comes from you" she spat through a smile. "Welcome, my lord. Tha
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Literature
Memorial
I remember the first time you whispered "I love you",
and how I thought there would never be a moment more beautiful.
That was lust-drunk thinking and teenage naivety
but I still can see the moonlight scattered on the sheets,
and sense the warmth of your chest against my back.
It was the awakening of my awareness of how the heart can ache
and how losing someone can make certain memories stain,
while for others they wash away like messages in shore sand.
Although erasing the whiteboard of what was us has worked for you,
my pen was permanent and I can't stop tracing the remains of what we wrote.
Copyright © 2014 LYNETTE EMERY. All rights reserved.
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Literature
Virus
We are cybernetics.
Fibre-optic humanoid function,
we are weaved throughout the spider web of data
and dissolved into the ethereal Ethernet.
Broadcasting boredom of terabyte brains,
transmitting the travel of our micron minds.
Our code constantly written,
creating endless inputs +
outputs of opportunity.
Our objective is an unknown path to us,
permission denied upon current status.
We seed the building blocks
paving the way to brilliance and peril.
We are more than just atoms;
we are the makers of mortal existence.
The northern lights have nothing
on the colour and life of our pixels.
We shine with radiance and radiation
fuelling our rainbows.
Synthetic is the new self,
flesh is the weaker future.
Copyright © 2013 LYNETTE EMERY. All rights reserved.
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Per me si va ne la cittą dolente,
per me si va ne l'etterno dolore,
per me si va tra la perduta gente.

se non etterne, e io etterno duro.
Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'entrate

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Meant to Be - Him
I love you.
I cannot reach you. I cannot follow you into the depths of despair you have so willing thrown yourself too. It kills me to hear your laboured breath across the frothy waters. But I cannot help you. This is what will keep you safe.
Please don't leave me!
The waters rush over your head and my heart sinks. Are you gone forever? No, I see that golden halo of hair rise once more and the pear white skin of your arms reach out towards me. I want to look away but I can't and I know you can feel my eyes upon your face. Your beautiful, sweet face…
Why? How could you?
Things happen for a reason and I am afraid you could not understand this choice of mine. To save you I must leave you. But all I wish to do is reach to you, pull you from this sea of pain and bring that light into your life once more.
I'll die without you…
I see the pale glow of your arm, the slender curve of your delicate fingers and know that your struggle is at an end. My heart ac
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Meant to Be - Her
In this suffocating loneliness, I struggle against currents that I cannot see. I can feel them beating against my skin and yet I cannot defend myself. The pressure against my chest, the lack of oxygen in my lungs… This must be what drowning feels like.
I don't need you anymore.
Emotions crash over my head as I feebly try to keep it above the churning waters. And I can see you, in the distance, as lightening tears overhead and thunder roars my hearts defeat to the world. Your dark shadowed outline is motionless but I can sense your eyes upon my face.
There is no room for you in my life.
They say things happen for a reason, that they are 'meant to be'. But how can such pain be allowed? Such fear? Such desperation? How is any of this 'meant to be'? After all the light you brought into my life. But there is no light now and there is no 'us' or 'we'. Just Me lost in the sea of words and emotions and You in the distance moving on in the world.
You needed me more than I
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Sleepless
Farewell - no kiss loves the moonlight waters
In my timeline of tragedy
That smile gave me shivers to what I never saw
In the dawn of May
Purity says that I'm needed elsewhere from afar
The sharpest blade undressed my feelings in fear
I trusted what was good and strong
The devil before me caresses my darkest pains
Before the crying stops at each end of a solid day
This nakedness shalt be the deepest way to feel
Hmm...
Yesterday I cried in heaven's arms
My love to die in the white bridal bed
For now I must leave you, the woeful eye
See the forever burning candles go out on your grave
And then she shook my hand
My guardian I once longed to see
Looking at the harp of her eyes
They sang melodies that made me dream
Beauty's dalliance in oneiric visions
Drank by his love from long ago
Lord, I ask why wisdom never sang me a song
Well, today is just another new day
Fight the meaning of right for passion
This missive will only be for you
The mystery falling for you to heal
Oh...
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One In The Same
Crawling through the mud with you
Bathing in your grime
Subtle notions dawn on me
Sorrow is but mine
Swimming through your wavy sea
Please don't cross that line
In your ocean oh so blue
Or we'll be left to time
It's waves erode our souls
Compressed and turned to coals
We're losing all our goals
And death will take it's toll
But not before you're told
You're left to grow so old
Numb and oh so cold
No glory and no gold

Climbing up this hill you made
Fearing what's at peak
Never resting till we know,
Ever-losing sleep
Digging out the seeds you sow
Heaven knows I'll reap
The crimes and all the sins you laid
Making me so weak
It's vines erode our veins
Making us insane
Pulls us to the grains
Enduring all the pain
Forgetting our own names
Combining all our shame
Showing that it aims
To make us one, the same

Building up this fort from bricks
Carved from all your pride
Urgency that makes me strong,
Never makes me lie
Breaking everything that's wrong
To say you
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A Work in Progress
Suddenly
Sunrise shakes us
Hibernation, a dream.
Reality,
A disastrous darkness
Again you go and I
Don't want to love you.
Each morning I try
To break this
Noose you placed around me.
Without you, a minute or two
I'm tormented
Not sure I want to be free
Hold on to me
I can't take it, let go.
Frail, too fragile
In matters of the heart
I'm afraid that I am broken
In pieces you leave me
Daylight shines through
Shards of glass remains
If I had predicted this
I would have stopped it
At least I might have tried
But how do you stop the sun
Or force eternal night?
Midnight hour
Before morning breaks
I feel so happy
Fall freely
You catch me
Then comes the light
You leave
Feeling forgotten
Like you take it with you
To see you through the day
While on the floor I crash
The addict without a drug
Alone in this battle, a war
Heaven versus hell
If everyone could feel it
Would they embrace the day?
Maybe its just me
I don't know how to love
Maybe you can teach me
Will it consume me?
Is it something I
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Predictable Unreliability
Laughter will come soonest after tears
Just as dawn will break a night of fears
Just as night will fade and turn to day
I will come and soothe your tears away
In this endless loop of Life and Death
Best will follow worst, so save your breath
Though deepest dark may threaten to surround
There's always light just waiting to be found
I cannot pretend to know it all
For pride will constantly precede a fall
Yet in this world where opposites hold reign
I hope to someday see you once again
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Apocalyptic
razor blade wishes
whispered from narcoleptic lips  
filled with radioactive kisses
products of apocalyptic love trips
shadows dance on walls
made from the ashes of flesh
burnt in a past memory recall
when two made one, enmeshed
back into two, split clean asunder
by nuclear reactions from love to lover
clashing anger explodes loud like thunder
showering broken tears on bodies uncovered
lonely desolate ignored new wasteland
cataclysmic conversion from desire to dust
detonated by fingers on a lover's hand
this awesomely painful weapon is the bond of trust
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AmbitiousToysInABattleField
My limbs were on fire
But my soul wasn't there,
My bones were crushing
Under my flesh and flare.
I couldn't take it anymore
When my muscles fell in
convulsion, my heart beats
were racing with repulsion.
Adrenaline was pumped hard,
Fast as a marathon race,
All my cards were on the table
But I was struggling the pain.
I found no answers leading to my soul
The dusty, rusty void beneath
Where could I find this hole?
I had just had to breathe.
I took a deep breath, till the
echo reached inside, I felt
oxygen in every inch in me,
My soul got nowhere to hide.
I repelled all the laziness,
I reckoned all the pain -
Nothing it was, leaving
numbness. It was just a stupid dream.
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Carry her
Crying down on your knees
darkness shrouding over
Scared to face the judgement day
Heart is beating faster
Sweat is mixed with tears
Afraid to pull the light
Push open the curtains
Let the moon shine in
Smile to the stars
Let not the pain seep in
Hold her head high
Let her touch the sky
Never let her fall
Carry her
Carry her
Up to the light
Let her realize the peace
that lies
Just now in sight
Carry her
Carry her
Hold her up strong
Let the tears all dry
Give her no need to cry
Nightmares burning stronger
Little childrens laughter
Shattered glass glows brighter
Fire reaching higher
Confusion seeping through
Can't make up my own mind
Horror of my own truth
Screaming cannot calm me
Wrap your love around her
let her feel your warmth
Soothe her in the silence
Free her heart war torn
Song of silent notion
Maze of sadening lies
Denial of the broken
Keep her free of demon spies
Carry her
Carry her
Up to the light
Let her realize the peace
that lies
Just now in sight
Carry her
Carry her
Hold he
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Pick Me Apart
i. I want to take a hammer and chisel to my chest and crack open my sternum. Hopefully my ribs will splinter and my lungs will cave in.
ii. I'm going to take scissors to my veins and snip at them so I can rewire my body how I see fit. Maybe I just want to feel in control for once.
iii. I think I might want to become a doctor so I can learn what it's like to operate on someone besides myself and see how somebody is really supposed to look like on the inside. I pick at my insides every once in a while and although I'm not sure, I have a feeling I'm missing something.
iv. More than anything I want to become a chemist so I can create a drug more powerful than heroin because it just doesn't cut it anymore. The needle marks aren't too comforting and bring up questions I would rather not answer. I used to hate the way I feel but now I just want to be comatose and I love the way I numb.
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To Walk Into Love
i didn't fall in love with you.
i walked into it, each step a compulsive uncontrolled 'why not?' because...well, why not?
i see you every day, and every hour, and every minute, because you're in my head - stuck, like a song i just can't get sick of.  you're a little splash of heaven in my endless hell.
i want to know everything about you, from what you had for breakfast to why you have that tiny, faded scar on the back of your left arm.  i want to hear the stories of your life, because i know they'll be the most exciting stories ever.  i want to run my fingers through that straw-coloured hair and feel the softness of your lips on my cheek, and whisper your name with the softest breath.  
and maybe
maybe someday (i hope dream pray), you'll turn around and spot me in the crowd, and you'll take my hands in yours and pull me closer, and you'll walk into love with me too.
Till then though,
I love you.
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a nonymous confession, please.
The last time I wrote about you,
the only time I wrote about you,
I could still remember what your
voice sounded like.  Now I'm just
peeling bandages off my sleeves,
pretending I can laugh about my
wounds in a year or so.
But I only have courage
when there's a "dis" in
front of it.  Like the "dis"
in disappointment.  Are
you disappointed?  Not
as much as I am
humiliated, ashamed,
self-afflicted secrecy;
i call deliberate embarrassment.
you know,,, i'm the kind of kid
that never undresses his scars.
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Existence

Journal Entry: Thu Sep 22, 2016, 8:54 PM
What is it all for?

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Lynette Emey
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But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable... I simply am not there.

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Lying tongues are clumsy,
tripping over clenched molars,
masticating until what's spit out
has no semblance to the truth.
My halo's slipping down,
losing grip on reality,
choking on the fabrications
filling up my airways.
Dead men tell no tales,
blue lips still hold a whisper,
you've been following my trail of feathers
for far too long.
Relapse into my false embrace,
stumble into my web once more,
chase the clouds that have
forsaken us both.
Unholy
www.youtube.com/watch?v=BVXTma…
The same Ghost still haunts me.  When will my mind let go? How many substances will it take to be free? 
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Existence

Journal Entry: Thu Sep 22, 2016, 8:54 PM
What is it all for?

This Journal Skin was designed by Night-Beast
Looking up at the sky she wishes she
could go out in a blaze like a comet,
the summers smoky haze has her mind racing
and capsuled concoctions won't calm it.
If this was as easy as astrology and connecting the dots
she wouldn't feel as lost at night,
her thoughts swirling like cosmos and young birds at flight.
She dove off the balcony with blind faith in her wings,
and a lust for the wonder of what falling brings.

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Embrace-the-Flames Featured By Owner Feb 22, 2017  Professional Writer
Wakka wakka
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AlterEgo1629 Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
sup Pacman
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Embrace-the-Flames Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2017  Professional Writer
Nada. Finally getting back into the swing of a personal life lol Whatcha been up to?
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AlterEgo1629 Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Not much honestly. Work, continuing this existence, trying to find things to be happy about. 
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Larathain Featured By Owner Edited Jan 21, 2017
You are very welcome for the watch and the llama! If you see my art, and enjoy what you perceive, mayhaps you'll offer me the favor of returning the watch! ^-^

Also, what about my writings did you find interesting?
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MAGAngel Featured By Owner Dec 25, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for the watch :D
And Merry Christmas ^^
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Bahama-dreams Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2016
Happy Birthday to a most talented and beautiful, amazing deviant!  Happy birthday, Lynette!
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ryuu-samazx Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2016  Hobbyist
happy birthday Birthday cake  icon
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Happy Birthday to you, :sing:
Happy Birthday to you, :sing:
Happy Birthday dear Lynette, :sing:
Happy Birthday to you.
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I hope it's your best one ever. Eat lots of :chew::cake: (and some for me). :party: :excited: :juggle:

~Bryan :heart:
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happy birthday Happy Birthday Godliek :D
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