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Other Inkling's Art and Poetry

Secluded Inkling

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So... In one of my RP I just described one of my charcoal pieces I really had done in person. I'm not that confident in my work at times but this is my most prized piece. <3 I shall post other sketches... and I also write poetry and stories which I'll even post a few to show off as well. Oh and I painted my PC case~!!!


Sorry for the different sizes in everything.



Please Enjoy. <3




Art of All Kinds~!!!


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*~*~*Poetry*~*~*





Secretive Rage


She laid there sleeping,



Curled up in a ball.



Silently weeping



As that wasn’t all.



Cut and bruised



From an iron fist.



He kept his amused.



That’s not the gist.



Touched and scorn



From her step dad.



A secretive morn



He liked what he had.



Her mother never believed



What her daughter had said



Step dad was relieved



As she was sent to bed.



Alone at night



The first in a while



Shaking with fright



Already walking a mile.



She rubbed her stomach



Her heart all torn



It wasn’t a trick



Something soon to be born



On her way



To the home of her best friend



It wasn’t far away



From where her ‘dad’ made amends



Tears rolled down her face.



Not wanting to go back



To that horrid place,



For she would get the attack.



Her eyes began to close



Her body just fell.



She began to doze



Dreaming of that hell



Hours passed



She awoke



From the cast,



Yet began to choke



She knew where she was,



While all tied up.



Her mind in a buzz



And back in the dump.



He walked in



And gave a smile.



It’s all a sin



This was her last trail.



He came closer



She tried to kick and pull



He soon stood over her



She felt like an over used fool.



He pinned her down



Realizing they were both stripped.



She gave a frown



Her heart all ripped.



It happened again.



He abused and raped.



She wanted no more pain.



Her life was all taped.



All trouble put in her lap.



She wanted to be free.



Tired of the crap,



Didn’t have anything else to see.



So that night



It was set



No more fright



Death was to be met



Alone again



In her room



Just a little more pain



Soon her doom.



She brought a knife



To her heart



No more strife



Life already torn apart.



She jabbed it in



Time for the end



Holding her stomach



Time began to bend



“Baby… We’re free…”



She smiled



Closely she held in her knees



As the phone dialed.



“Hello?”



She laid down her head.



“Anyone there? Hello?”



“Goodbye Momma… I’m dead.”



It's You...


Here I am...



I sit, watch, and listen.



I say nothing



As The voices raise,



I know I should pay attention



But as I think of what they say



All it's comes to...



Is you...



You are everything.



I smile at that small thought.



Everyone could cry and I smile.



Not for the liking of pain.



Not cause it's best in a bad time.



Because... It's you.



It's you...



My sunshine on a cloudy day.



My light in this darkness.



My knight in shining armor.



It's you...



I cry...



You wipe away my waterfall tears.



I'm angered...



You're there to hold me back.



I'm hurt...



You're there to help me up and to defend me.



All in all...



my happiness is you!



It's you.



I can't thank you enough...



You are everything to me.



My best friend, my love, my life.



It's all you...



I love you!






I'm Through





What do you do?


When time slips away



When your heart dies



Day after day



When something happens



And you don’t mean it to



When you hurt someone or something



And you just want to start a new.



When you get beat



Times you get him mad



When you cry



For something he did to make you sad.



When you don’t



Get recognized like you should



When you force yourself



Not to cut when normally you would.



All this happens



To some of my friends



I try to help



Before other make amends



I worry too much



This I am told.



So now I let



My true emotions unfold.



I’m done with it all.



I’m tired of playing with you.



You don’t want me to worry?



What ever…Fine. I’m though.


 
[QUOTE="Seika-Caxie]Your artwork is very beautiful Ink! I'm especially in love with the lovers face

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Thank you, Seika. :) It's also done with charcoal.
 

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