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This poem is a collaborative piece and all contributors have been credited If you wish to take part and include your contribution, please post your work in the comments section of the poem (below). Depending on the popularity of this, I may make these a regular thing. Let me know if you're interested!
His name's irrelevant,
His image unknown.
He knows where to find you,
And when you're alone.
He stares at the darkness
a blank empty space
and in reality
he has no place
Do not be fooled,
he really does care.
Your company is required,
So leaving is rare.
Can you speak his name?
Do you know his form?
Surely this is beyond,
the norm.
He's quiet,
Silent,
Driving you mad...
He stalks you like prey
Both night and day
Feasting on your flesh
He will be your death.
He's old and a pedophile
You can smell him from over a mile
He's ugly, ugly, ugly, as can be
A whisper in the night,
a mistake you once made.
He is there all the time,
because you doubtfully prayed.
He's there in the shade
He's there in the dark
He lurks beneath you
He won't tell the truth
He won't take the time
To care about you
So don't do the crime
And always hits his mark
But still gets to roam free...
he's got big buck teeth
and laughs like a dork
his head's oddly shaped
somewhat like a stork
He knows what to do,
To get under your skin.
In this game of life,
You know he'll always win.
Around the corner
Or under your bed
Its eyes are on you
On the back of your head.
Once he enters your mind,
You will be blind.
Alone in the night
But my senses tell me otherwise
There's someone out there
If only I could see you with my eyes
It clings to my conciense
And refracts my thinking
It is very honest
And leaves before blinking
I wish you would show yourself
Let some light shine upon,
And he will be gone,
Though in the truth,
He'll never leave you alone..
No-Name (Collaborative Poem)His name's irrelevant,
His image unknown.
He knows where to find you,
And when you're alone.
His name's irrelevant,
His image unknown.
He knows where to find you,
And when you're alone.
He stares at the darkness
a blank empty space
and in reality
he has no place
Do not be fooled,
he really does care.
Your company is required,
So leaving is rare.
Can you speak his name?
Do you know his form?
Surely this is beyond,
the norm.
He's quiet,
Silent,
Driving you mad...
He stalks you like prey
Both night and day
Feasting on your flesh
He will be your death.
He's old and a pedophile
You can smell him from over a mile
He's ugly, ugly, ugly, as can be
A whisper in the night,
a mistake you once made.
He is there all the time,
because you doubtfully prayed.
He's there in the shade
He's there in the dark
He lurks beneath you
He won't tell the truth
He won't take the time
To care about you
So don't do the crime
And always hits his mark
But still gets to roam free...
he's got big buck teeth
and laughs like a dork
his head's oddly shaped
somewhat like a stork
He knows what to do,
To get under your skin.
In this game of life,
You know he'll always win.
Around the corner
Or under your bed
Its eyes are on you
On the back of your head.
Once he enters your mind,
You will be blind.
Alone in the night
But my senses tell me otherwise
There's someone out there
If only I could see you with my eyes
It clings to my conciense
And refracts my thinking
It is very honest
And leaves before blinking
I wish you would show yourself
Let some light shine upon,
And he will be gone,
Though in the truth,
He'll never leave you alone..
DeviantArt's 15th Birthday!
How long have you been on DeviantArt? 3 Glorious Years
What does your username mean? Caylee Slansen is my pseudonym and an anagram of my real name.
Describe yourself in three words. I love words.
Are you left or right handed? Right handed.
What was your first deviation? The Lonely Teddy Bear
What is your favourite type of art to create? Poetry. Without a doubt. I love writing, but I tend to get bored when writing novels. Poetry allows me to explore the many, many random thoughts in my head and have a bit of fun with them.
If you could instantly master a different art style, what would it be? Drawing / sketching. I have a great admiratio
Commissions / Requests
Hello :)
Not sure if anyone is interested, but if you would like something written for you (poetry mostly) I'll be more than happy to do so (for free!).
Feel free to request and if I am happy with what you have asked for, I will do my best to write something for you :)
I would suggest looking at my gallery to see if my writing style meets what you would be looking for, although I am always looking for new ways of expanding my writing; new challenges and all that. Who doesn't love a challenge ;)
Completed requests can be seen here: http://caylee-slansen.deviantart.com/gallery/48890854
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UPDATE: I am getting through these very slowly
Numbers - Collaborative Poem
This poem is a collaborative piece and all contributors have been credited. If you wish to take part and include your contribution, please post your work in the comments section of the poem (below).
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~Caylee-Slansen (https://www.deviantart.com/caylee-slansen)
Weight, height, age, size,
These numbers can dictate our lives.
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Intelligence, wealth, rank, power,
These numbers can destroy our lives
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Tall, Short, Man or Woman,
These are things that make us human.
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Seven, ten, or twenty-four,
Pounds, euros, feet, inch, name some more.
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Twisting burning, turning, drop.
Increasing numbers
Alyssa - Collaborative Poem
This poem is a collaborative piece and all contributors have been credited If you wish to take part and include your contribution, please post your work in the comments section of the poem (below).
~Caylee-Slansen (https://www.deviantart.com/caylee-slansen)
Alyssa was a plain, young girl,
Her features were dull and droll.
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That writhing in her gut speaking its lies
Like vipers biting and hissing,
the pain grew stronger.
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She was tough, a brave young girl,
but life did take its toll.
She fought hard when things got tough
and won most every day
but Alyssa's features, once sharp and strong,
got soft and worn away.
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This is really cool, and a great idea! :3