An enticing treat
tasting sweet, but once devoured,
bitter.
To the ears, inviting, a playful thing,
encouraging oft' to pursue
but uncertainty remains, you question yourself
Harmless? Or something more,
leading on in trusting naivety
The views change, uncertainty remains,
you question yourself
It pulls away...
The War Photographer- One Day by TurtleTank198, literature
Literature
The War Photographer- One Day
In my darkroom I am isolated. Spools of suffering lay out in ordered rows, crying out of hopelessness and despair. The only company I have are inescapable, daunting memories of the battlefield, and the story behind the looks of terror that accompany the photographs. A red light glows softly in the corner, gently pulsating and casting a gloomy shadow across the room.
Where is this place?
This is my home.
I glance passively at one of the photos and get shivers running down my spine. Amidst the frozen chaos, a man lay; unmoving and twisted on the dusty, foreign ground. Tears began to well up and threatened to spill out as I took in the nightma
An enticing treat
tasting sweet, but once devoured,
bitter.
To the ears, inviting, a playful thing,
encouraging oft' to pursue
but uncertainty remains, you question yourself
Harmless? Or something more,
leading on in trusting naivety
The views change, uncertainty remains,
you question yourself
It pulls away...
The War Photographer- One Day by TurtleTank198, literature
Literature
The War Photographer- One Day
In my darkroom I am isolated. Spools of suffering lay out in ordered rows, crying out of hopelessness and despair. The only company I have are inescapable, daunting memories of the battlefield, and the story behind the looks of terror that accompany the photographs. A red light glows softly in the corner, gently pulsating and casting a gloomy shadow across the room.
Where is this place?
This is my home.
I glance passively at one of the photos and get shivers running down my spine. Amidst the frozen chaos, a man lay; unmoving and twisted on the dusty, foreign ground. Tears began to well up and threatened to spill out as I took in the nightma
Joined DA art recently so I just though I'd introduce myself :greetings:
I'm a year 10 student with enjoyment for writing, I see DA as a place where I can get feedback for my work and hopefully improve my technique over time. I won't be posting frequently because currently writing is just a hobby for me but idk, I'll see where this goes.
Well that's about all you need to know about me, just wanted to get that out there :p