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Messengers of Spring
The wind is the earths messenger
Who whispers in hushed tones
Promising new life
Each coming spring
The cherry trees are stubborn
Warriors in a delicate disguise
They keep their blooms
Through each late winter storm
The red breasted robins
Follow the melting snow
Their feathers are bright splashes
Against the pale snow
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Literature
White-Out
It was winter when you left me
And winter it will always stay
I don't know how I didn't see
The way you molded me like clay
I used to love the falling snowflakes
And the colorful twinkling lights
Now they just remind me of my mistakes
And all of our arguments and fights
Now the lights can't pierce my heart
And the carols fall on deaf ears
Your betrayal nearly apart
I still can't handle it after all these years
I'm not afraid of frostbite
And I don't worry about black ice
Memories of our last kiss by the twilight
Cloud my thoughts on this dark winter night
I don't know how I fell for your tricks
And empty promises, filled with lies
Now winter is a time of conflicts
And I no longer look to the skies
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Literature
Reflection
I look in the mirror, filled with disappointment
I don't see the beauty that others describe
Instead I find tear stained cheeks and watery eyes
My hair looks dank and dull, my skin pale and pasty
Next I inspect my wrists, covered in 'tally marks'
So many scars, to many to count
I look at my bruised thighs, blooming with purple 'flowers'
I search the mirror, checking for lies
Yet I know it's true, I have none of the beauty they describe
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Literature
Glass
The twinkling of broken glass is so innocent
Like an apologetic chime
For the pain to come
My heart is like shattered glass
And I always cut myself on the sharp edges
On thing leads to another
And soon I'm covered in scars
I'm shattered and sharp to the touch
And I'm attracted to broken things
'Cause they're similar to me
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Loving A Memory
I will always love you
Even if you're  just a memory
You left an imprint on my soul
And a scar on my heart
Your memory haunts me
Yet I can't let you go
There's a reminder of you
In every place I visit
I'm in love with a memory
That fills my dreams
It's hard to move forward
When I'm stuck in the past
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I can't write poetry for dead girls.
there are too
many pills in this
world and too
much misery in
the human heart
but that didn't mean
that you could just
up and leave when
we both know it
could have gotten better
and i miss you like
a wolf misses her pack
or a goddamn dragon misses
her fire and i'm sorry
that i can't give you
a bouquet of jasmines
(they were your
favorite, after all,
because that was
the only princess
with a pet tiger)
because poppies are
too cliche and i'm
sorry i wasn't there
when all you needed
was a hug and for someone
to whisper "it's okay,
you're perfect enough
for me, don't listen
to that junkie bitch
who just happened to
give birth to you" and did
you know that i'm still waiting
for a reply to that one
email about the world's
best puns because fuck,
there's a stubborn part
of me that still refuses to
believe that you're gone.
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Literature
How to love a girl who can't love herself.
one.
    When she cries herself to sleep
    six out of seven nights a week you must
    say nothing. You must simply take
    her in your arms and kiss her gaunt,
    pale cheeks and wait for her to
    slumber at the sound of your heart.
two.
    On the days where she wishes she
    were part of the stars, tell her
    no. Tell her that there are too many
    lights in the sky and that just one
    would be forgotten the moment you looked
    away from it. Tell her that she is perfect
    the way she is: completely human.
three.
     Don't let her think about the scars
     that no one but her can see. If she
     says "I think I'm broken" smile like you
     know a secret and say, "No, you're mending."
     But do not be the one to fix her - no, she
 
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Literature
This isn't the type of love that deserves poetry
This isn't the type of love
that deserves poetry, 
Its love
born out of an inability
to survive alone,
Its affection
born from a necessity
to believe in a lie
I'll continue to whisper
in your ear each night.
"I'll protect you"...
A lie neither of us believe
and neither of us dispute
for fear of losing our only tether
to this decrepit existence
that we both fear so much...
this love isn't romantic
nor is it confrontational
its not comforting
nor is it disturbing,
It's merely there
sinking beside us
in the sea of life ,
that's gently drowning us,
reminding us 
that together
we can almost breathe.
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Literature
My Two Fathers'
My parents come to pick me up from school,
You laugh, whisper and point at my parents and me.
I never say anything back or cry,
I love my two dads and they love me.
My family is perfect, yours is not.
While you eat alone at your home.
I'm eating with my two fathers, laughing and smiling.
You're lucky to hear 'I love you' from your parents every few weeks,
I hear it every day.
My parents never fight, while yours does.
People come up to me and say 'Two guys can't raise a child you know.'
My father's love, care and help me like any parent should.
You have no right to say that.
I'm in detention every week for hitting someone who insults my parents.
I'm proud to say that I have two fathers in my life.
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Literature
(pyro/hydro)phobic
liquid, lucid dreams drip
                                         drip
                                  drip
down the fireplace and
you sit with your head in your shaking hands.
you got the family heirloom of flame red nerves,
and maybe this is why you're so afraid of fire:
you're always getting burned.
oh, darling, you have a panic attack
every time someone strikes a match
and you're exhausted of the nightmares,
I know.
you almost drowned the summer you were 14
because water is better than fire
better than burning
better than this
and the waves were far stronger than the
ninety pounds of you,
they dragged you
u n d e r
but at least that made it harder to feel.
sometimes you have to drown to douse the flames
because your medication stopped working again and
nothing else works
nothing works
nothing
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Literature
we breathe indigo.
maybe some of us are from the same stars.
they tell me science says there are nebulae
in my veins,
and we are cosmic children;
born of infinity and eternity and
darkness and light.
maybe we're closer to certain people
because their galactic gravitational pull
is familiar,
because millennia ago
we called the same galaxies home.
and maybe this is why being with them is
better than being alone,
and maybe this is what it's like to share our souls,
and maybe this is why sometimes we miss people we've never met.
we are all just stars missing other parts
of our constellations.
and when the moon pulls the tides of time
we lose and find each other,
washing up on shorelines with
sea salt in our lungs and hearts and eyes,
falling like comets to earth from the skies,
making wishes (on/for) each other
in the middle of the night.
we are burning and drowning at the same time.
we are beautiful disasters
with beautiful souls;
we are strays from space just trying to
find our way home.
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Literature
(un)conscious continuity
i am bone-dead tired,
crashing skeleton slumber parties
at three a.m. when my mind is
whirring,
tumbling,
slurring
like alcoholism and drug abuse because
i'm addicted to the feeling of being awake,
of being alive.
heartache, heartburn,
heart that's got a lot to learn,
i hear adults say they miss the energy
of being young,
but i have none.
fevered skin and flame nerves and
wildfire nightmares make me shake;
if i never go to sleep then
i can never wake.
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The wind is the earths messenger
Who whispers in hushed tones
Promising new life
Each coming spring

The cherry trees are stubborn
Warriors in a delicate disguise
They keep their blooms
Through each late winter storm

The red breasted robins
Follow the melting snow
Their feathers are bright splashes
Against the pale snow
Messengers of Spring
She smelled of spring and lilacs the last time I saw her
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It was winter when you left me
And winter it will always stay
I don't know how I didn't see
The way you molded me like clay

I used to love the falling snowflakes
And the colorful twinkling lights
Now they just remind me of my mistakes
And all of our arguments and fights

Now the lights can't pierce my heart
And the carols fall on deaf ears
Your betrayal nearly apart
I still can't handle it after all these years

I'm not afraid of frostbite
And I don't worry about black ice
Memories of our last kiss by the twilight
Cloud my thoughts on this dark winter night

I don't know how I fell for your tricks
And empty promises, filled with lies
Now winter is a time of conflicts
And I no longer look to the skies
White-Out
Sometimes the ice is on the inside
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I look in the mirror, filled with disappointment
I don't see the beauty that others describe
Instead I find tear stained cheeks and watery eyes
My hair looks dank and dull, my skin pale and pasty
Next I inspect my wrists, covered in 'tally marks'
So many scars, to many to count
I look at my bruised thighs, blooming with purple 'flowers'
I search the mirror, checking for lies
Yet I know it's true, I have none of the beauty they describe
Reflection
The demons are on the inside
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The twinkling of broken glass is so innocent
Like an apologetic chime
For the pain to come
My heart is like shattered glass
And I always cut myself on the sharp edges
On thing leads to another
And soon I'm covered in scars
I'm shattered and sharp to the touch
And I'm attracted to broken things
'Cause they're similar to me
Glass
Broken glass can be cleaned but broken hearts never pass
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I will always love you
Even if you're  just a memory

You left an imprint on my soul
And a scar on my heart

Your memory haunts me
Yet I can't let you go

There's a reminder of you
In every place I visit

I'm in love with a memory
That fills my dreams

It's hard to move forward
When I'm stuck in the past
Loving A Memory
Letting go isn't always the hard part.
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BejeweledApples Featured By Owner Edited Jan 18, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
I hope you saw my reply to your comment on my profile...is your sister okay? Please respond, I want to know.
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Frostwing-Roseclan Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2017  Student Artist
She's better but still refuses to sleep without at least one light on, and in all honesty she probably will be scared of the dark for the rest of her life. We've tried to explain to her that it wasn't true, but stuff like that really stays with her. I'm going to show her your comment to try and prove to her that it wasn't real. I really appreciate your concern.
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BejeweledApples Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
I'm so glad she's okay. :) (It sucks that she's scared of the dark now... :( ) Next time I'll think more before I do stupid stuff.
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lealsfeels Featured By Owner Dec 3, 2016
Thank you so much for the watch. 
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Frostwing-Roseclan Featured By Owner Dec 4, 2016  Student Artist
Anytime! Your flash fiction is really amazing!
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FieryDownpour479 Featured By Owner Nov 20, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Hey! Thanks for the watch!
Also, I really enjoyed looking through your gallery :)
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Frostwing-Roseclan Featured By Owner Nov 21, 2016  Student Artist
Thanks, I really like your poetry!
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Szczurzyslawa Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2016  Student General Artist
Thank you for the watch <3
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Frostwing-Roseclan Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2016  Student Artist
Your welcome!
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Thanks so much for your wonderful support :heart:
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