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Fake.
    Part One:
Courage.
Strength in the face of grief or pain.
I hold my ground with a fearless face...
At least on the outside.
Wisdom.
Having experience, knowledge, and good judgement.
I received good grades, and I have common sense,
But those don't matter too much.
Power.
Possession of authority or influence over others.
I have some sway over my close friends.
By some, I mean a minuscule amount.
    Part Two:
Cowardice.
Fear that makes you unable to do what is right or expected.
I cannot deal with confrontation of any kind,
And my strength is fake.
Asininity.
Foolish, unintelligent, or silly.
I see the best in everyone, believing it'll turn out differently.
Even though I am wrong. Every. Single. Time.
Timidity.
Lacking in self assurance; shy.
I am not a leader, I'm a quiet follower.
Though I hold my head high and feign confidence.
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Fright Night 2015 :iconzeeba13:Zeeba13 1 0
Literature
Vision
I look to the past and I see
My face has changed:
Not for the better,
But for the worse.
I check the mirror and notice
My face is a distortion
Of what it used to be:
Of youth and innocence.
I dream of returning
To that pretty face,
So ignorant and naive.
I wish to turn back time.
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Literature
A Pretty Short Poem
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
And sad to say, I'm naive.
I have a darkness in my heart,
But carry kindness in my pockets.
No matter how exhausting the dark,
I know somewhere, there is a spark
Of hope for me, and you, and them.
So, I will forever trek on.
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Literature
Writer's Block
Go away, go away,
I don't want you here.
I'm tired of your whispering,
And hissing in my ear.
Telling me that I'm no good,
My creativity gone.
I know it's there, it's buried,
Under some junk--okay, a ton.
Just leave me alone,
And go away,
I have some digging to do...
No matter what you say.
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Literature
Blurry
Days, weeks, months, and years,
Pass me by in the blink of an eye.
Every second blurred with the next,
Boring, grey, and monotone.
But suddenly, a flash of color,
The minutes sharp and clear,
A dash of red among the grey,
Shining through the blur;
Splashed across, bright and bold,
Bringing light to the dark.
But now, it's back to blurred and grey,
The spark just had to leave;
I'll wait here as days fly by,
Just to catch the light again.
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Literature
Beautiful
Beauty is in the
Eye of the beholder...
And yet, the media says otherwise.
Unique isn't beautiful.
Tall and thin is beautiful.
In other words, we
Feel ugly and
Unwanted, due to the media's
Lies.
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Literature
Stress
Struggling To Remain Even Slightly Sane.
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Literature
In the Computer Screen
Today is a day,
So very rare;
When I see my reflection,
My judgement is fair.
Instead of seeing
All of my flaws,
I looked at me,
And liked what I saw!
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Literature
Empty
My memories are slipping
Away from me;
Out of my mind
Like wisps of smoke.
I can't remember the time
I first met you;
When or where,
Or what shirt you wore.
I can not,
For the life of me
Remember your voice,
Which always soothed my troubles.
I only remember the exact details
Of your smiling face
Because of the pictures I have;
They are everywhere.
I don't want to forget anything:
Your voice, your eyes,
Your beautiful smile;
I'm afraid of forgetting your hugs.
I'm so scared of forgetting you;
My memory is terrible,
But if I forget you,
A part of me will die.
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Another Mask :iconzeeba13:Zeeba13 3 7
Literature
Shattered Porcelain
Heart of glass,
Skin of stone.
How she broke?
No one's known.
Her shell is chipped,
But she's so strong;
The porcelain cracked,
What went wrong?
She had broken
From the inside out.
The glass was shattered,
Oh, but how?
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Literature
L.O.V.E.
"Love" ruins us,
One heart after the next.
Very hard to heal, when,
Everyone is out to hurt you.
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Literature
Masked
There are some things
That you should know,
But they are so deeply hidden,
They could take forever to show.
At first it's invisible,
I'm actually quite shy:
Pretending my confidence
And I'm not sure why...
All I do is wear a mask
Through the night and every day,
My eyes hold painful tears
But I never let them stay.
My veins have seen some better times:
Having felt the cruel slice
Of a cool, sharp, point...
Pressed deep once or twice.
It's dangerous to be alone;
My demons come out to play,
Leaving poisonous thoughts
As they make me their prey.
Last but not least,
I get so very sad, you see,
The "why" is still unknown.
But anyway...that's me.
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(Make-believe) Love
Dear boy-that-I-never-expected,
Sometimes I wonder if I love(ed) you.
From, that-girl-that-pretended-she-didn't-care
P.S. It's almost your birthday. What do you want?
--
Dear girl-who-caught-my-eye,
Sometimes I wonder if I kissed you, would you love me.
Would you tell me the truth?
From,
that-boy-you-never-gave-a-chance
P.S. All I want is a girl who doesn't want me.
--
Dear boy,
Let's be straight, boy.
If we were in love, I would've noticed by now.
P.S. Happy birthday.
--
You know, you told me a year ago to give up.
What does that tell you?
P.S. I'm still young.
--
(I make believe that we still have a chance because I'm scared to ask you if we do.)
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In Love With You
Your untamed soft hands touch me in ways I always crave for,
Tease me in sweet ways I could never prepare for,
Hold me in between like I am the only one,
And always distract me unexpectedly when we kiss.
I can feel your love in the movement of your lips,
A total warm pleasantness as you cling to me.
And maybe a small part of my mind actually registers the surprise,
As your warm hands reach curiously for more.
In sweetness your love blinds me,
In my heart your love completes me,
Come tomorrow I hope you'll still crave me,
And oh, I think I'm in love with you, completely.
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My Sunshine
Good morning, Sunshine
How I've missed you
For as the sun rises
So is your light true
Once a world cast in darkness
Now glittering bright
As the earth's dewy teardrops
Melt away in your sight
So long have these shadows
Played games in the gloom
Yet a sun-kissed horizon
Alleviates doom
For as the sun rises
So is your light true
Good morning, Sunshine
It's nice to see you
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Sunshine
He burnt my lips like fireflies
on the summer hot cement,
which led us through longer grass
to a twinkle in our eyes;
a mother soothing floral knees
gently tumbled from the slide.
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sunshine
we call him sunshine because
he is beautiful and radiant
and, most importantly,
because without him, i would die.
we call him sunshine because
of the way his crooked, car-crash
smile makes me light up like christmas.
we call him sunshine because his skin
is just so warm and golden under my
fleeting, butterfly-touch.
we call him sunshine because
he brings everyone around him
to life (because he brings me to life.)
i call him sunshine because
he is heartbreakingly unreachable.
(because i will never be able to get close
to him without getting hurt.)
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You Are My Sunshine, My Only..
You kill me every time
With every look and every touch
With every glance you throw my way
And then you leave
You don't say much
But hey, what can I say
You are the one, my one and only
But I know you'll leave me lonely
When the pretty boys come to play
And for some reason I stay
And it's just to watch you play
A mediocre game of cat and mouse
Because I know the impossibility
That anyone but you
Could ever, hold a candle to the sun
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My Only Sunshine
You are the sun.
Warming me with your stare.
Intense.
Your eyes are magnifying glasses.
Foused.
Burning through my porcelain skin,
Masked.
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My Only Sunshine
Oh, these wondrous thoughts of you I have
Reach the lonely corners of my nights
I love you, as I love bright starry skies,
or the morning suns when I arise.
You are the sunshine that floods my life
Nigh is time to lay your weary body next to mine,  
and allow me the time to burn our fevers away.
With songs of love I'll sing as our flesh melds
While our hearts beat to the rhythm held
Touching the dark reaches of each others souls
To fill again those once gray skies
For, you are the sunshine, my only sunshine
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Zeeba13

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United States
I work at Fright Night Haunted House and I love scaring people <3 I'm going to college but not sure of my major: I don't know what to do with my life...


Live each day like it could be your last, because it just might be.

Hakuna Matata!

PS: If you look at my gallery, The first three folders are the best ones to look at. Kinda just ignore the others, they contain everything else. The good stuff and the poorly written stuff. So just look at the first three. Thanks!
Interests
  • Listening to: Crazy=Genius- Panic at the Disco
I'm ok.
A little depressed right now, but that's ok.

Journal History

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  • Listening to: Crazy=Genius- Panic at the Disco
I'm ok.
A little depressed right now, but that's ok.
  • Listening to: Emperor's New Clothes- Panic at the Disco
I'd be miserable there...
He'd be gone most of the time, and I'd be all alone in a new place that I don't know.
Plus, cost of living there is super high. 
He was sad, but ok with my decision.
He also said the offer is still there if I change my mind.
    Part One:

Courage.
Strength in the face of grief or pain.
I hold my ground with a fearless face...
At least on the outside.

Wisdom.
Having experience, knowledge, and good judgement.
I received good grades, and I have common sense,
But those don't matter too much.

Power.
Possession of authority or influence over others.
I have some sway over my close friends.
By some, I mean a minuscule amount.

    Part Two:

Cowardice.
Fear that makes you unable to do what is right or expected.
I cannot deal with confrontation of any kind,
And my strength is fake.

Asininity.
Foolish, unintelligent, or silly.
I see the best in everyone, believing it'll turn out differently.
Even though I am wrong. Every. Single. Time.

Timidity.
Lacking in self assurance; shy.
I am not a leader, I'm a quiet follower.
Though I hold my head high and feign confidence.
Fake.
May 22, 2016

Um, hello everybody. I haven't written anything in 2 years. Please help me out if I need to fix something, I'm very rusty.
I started with courage, wisdom, and power for two reasons. They are on my body. I have a Triforce tattoo. Legend of Zelda is my favorite game and it means a lot to me. Then I continued with some antonyms (or almost antonyms) and related them all to me. I tried to make it easy to read and interesting but I don't know if it is. I'm sorry if it's horrible.
(Also, the definitions came from dictionary.com)
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  • Watching: Perks of Being a Wallflower
I won't be going to Hawaii till November.
Unexpected change of plans.
I wish I was there already...

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CristianoReina Featured By Owner Apr 17, 2017  Professional Digital Artist
Thank you so much for the watch Blow kiss Rui Kiss Icon 

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 Thank you so much for the watch   Flashing Heart Bullet (Orange) by Gasara
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Epicaracacy Featured By Owner May 26, 2016  Student Writer
Thanks again for all those faves :O
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Zeeba13 Featured By Owner May 27, 2016  Hobbyist Artist
I had to go through and see what I missed all this time I've been away o: 
You're still an amazing writer :)
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Epicaracacy Featured By Owner May 28, 2016  Student Writer
Thankyou <3 i feel like i've gotten a little rusty recently though. i only write every so often now
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Zeeba13 Featured By Owner May 30, 2016  Hobbyist Artist
More than I write haha! Keep up the good work :D
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Epicaracacy Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2016  Student Writer
Thanks for all those favourites zeebs :D
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Zeeba13 Featured By Owner Mar 10, 2016  Hobbyist Artist
w00t! 
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Epicaracacy Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2016  Student Writer
:3
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Epicaracacy Featured By Owner Jul 12, 2014  Student Writer
thanks for the faves zeebs :)
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