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Dragon Ball : Our world

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5910 deviations
Dragon Ball : Our world

Featured

5894 deviations
Against the darkness

Conflict

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Split Between Two Colours

Solar Flow

5 deviations
Literature

To remind himself

"Another post card?" I asked as I opened the back door and walk into the kitchen to see Simon sitting at the table holding a postcard. "Yeah, arrived today." He holds it up so that I can see the picture of a city at night. "This one's really pretty. Where is that?" I walk closer, trying to see if theres a clue as to the location of the picture. "I'm not sure. Somewhere in America anyway." He turns it so he can see the picture before putting it down and pushing it towards me. I pick it up and read the familiar scrawl: 'Success isn't permanent, and failure isn't fatal.                                                                    

Paint a Picture

15 deviations
a feeling that will last

Together

1 deviation
Literature

Remember?

I remember that night you pulled him off of me I thought… I thought maybe I'd never seen anything Anything As beautiful as you Just the way you moved All furious and lovely and wild I remember the way his blood speckled the carpet And there were lights flashing Red and blue and blinding Casting stark shadows against the snow And you were barefoot They had to restrain you When they arrested him You'd already broken his wrist But I think you wanted to kill him I think they thought that, too I remember kissing your knuckles Because he'd split your lip And I couldn't kiss you on the mouth We took you to the hospital afte

Together in Words

3 deviations
Literature

Memories of an amnesiac.

Good evening Rebecca. Good evening Doctor. Take a seat. So, how are you? I'm fine. That's good. How has your week been? It was fine. Anything happen? Nothing important. So, Rebecca, what would you like to talk about today? . . . I remembered something not too long ago. I was walking down a road. There were only fields around me. The road wasn't even paved; I was in the middle of nowhere. I had been walking for hours and my feet hurt. But I didn't care because I was walking with him. I don't even know who he is, only that he was there, with me, and that that was all I wanted. We didn't speak a single word, just walked side by side, n

Broken

15 deviations
Literature

The Pain of A Madman

Trapped inside my own head With nothing but my own fevered dreams to comfort me. I know the pain of the madman; He lives inside of me. I've felt the strength of demons And the weakness of self- preservation. And hope. Hope. Hey, parents, do you know where your kids are tonight? Are they locked away inside of themselves? Are their minds slipping away? Mama hen, mama hen . . . The fox has taken your baby again. Precious minds are a shame to waste Memories are forgotten in haste. I am losing all that is me . . . Yet gaining something entirely different. Something that acts like an animal And speaks like God. Comforts me like a

Madman

3 deviations

Paint My Life

12 deviations
Literature

The Emerald of Envy

See the Emerald of Envy raised up high above their head clenched within a tightened fist as it does darken to jet-black Hate. And from on high does speed the object of revenge-- a stone so cold and wretched-- and crack a crown of Ivory. Rubies drip silently down to the thirsting ground already stained with the blood of martyrs as Sapphires fall from your jealous brow and clatter to the crimson floor.

Sins

3 deviations
Literature

Someone else

I jump off the wall and for a second I'm free, nothing ties me down to the earth with all its pain. But it's just a second and then I'm on the ground, pain shooting up my knees from the too high fall. I think for a moment that it would have been better to have fallen down and not tried to land standing but it was too late now. Tears smart my eyes but I blink them away, this pain is nothing compared to what I've felt before. "That was reckless." I hear him say and twist around so quickly my eyesight blackens and I have to wait for the blood to return to the back of my brain. "Alex?" "Yes?" "Why are you here?" "I saw a girl standing a ten

Reality

10 deviations
Literature

Everyone has a story

Is it scary when you realize that every person you pass on the street has a story to tell? Is it scary when you realize that you wont ever remember what they look like and they'll never remember you? Is it scary when you realize that you don't care? His farther is the CEO of an international company. His parents have no feeling other than disdain for each other and both of them have numerous affairs. How sad. To wake in the night from scary visions, open a door that so often led to safety and find the woman you should love entangled with a man you have never seen before and never will again. How corrupt a life he has been thrown into. O

Life

16 deviations
Literature

A Song of Light

'A Song of Light…' Lend now your once troubled ear, For a new song flows for dreams to hear, As its melody breaks the chains of fear And brings an end to the passing tear. For in silence we have laboured long, To greet the rising of a song, To raise a joy in shattered throng, And soothe away the heartfelt wrong. Cast back ye those who pass the rope! To tie a noose for longing hope! Let them be dashed on their hateful slope! This to shall pass, this baleful smoke. And so I submit before you all, A Novus Aera, a clarion call, Will you arise, to stand for all? Let us ascend, and never fall! To a new dawn now, shall we wake

Change

3 deviations
Literature

the dreamer.

quietly.              quietly. be careful.                           that floor board creaks.      that stair groans.             that table wobbles and that door scratches along the floor. quiet.          your footsteps make to many vibrations. stop.          don't move.     I can still hear you.                                            your diaphragm is moving.            your breaths are the sound of waves hitting the shore.    your heart beats are as loud as thunder claps. quiet. don't exist. don't be. disappear.                               I can sense your presence.                          

Dream

1 deviation
Literature

written on guitar strings

He surveyed his choices. Most were already swooning for him, stupid women that the sound of his guitar released hormones and pheromones and whatever else it was that made them act like that. Sometimes he wondered why he wasted his time playing at this place, this dark coffee house that attracted women like wasps to a picnic. He got down from the stage and walked over to the bar. "What can I get ya' Eric?" Asks the perky blond. Her name was Ashley and she was the owner. Ahh, that was probably why he kept on coming back. She was his childhood friend, one that despite his womanizing way he had never tried anything with. He liked her compa

Literature

2 deviations