Some days I still find myself
Thinking of you and your smile.
How I'd like to forget those times,
Pretend they never happened at all.
It was not real,
Perhaps it was a dream.
But I must make myself
Accept the love that came
Before
The heartbreak.
What was I thinking,
How could I know?
See before me,
The lies you told.
Your confidence,
Your awkward grace,
Your funny jokes,
Your handsome face.
The way you made me
Feel okay,
I thought you were special,
Like me in some way.
But nevermind, nevermind.
It was obviously
All in my head.
Where did you go?
I do not care.
I miss you dearly.
Just go away.
I've made myself beli
Gilded Winters, Frosted Dreams by ArabZephyr, literature
Literature
Gilded Winters, Frosted Dreams
Golden baubles and
Shining stars,
Sparkling ornaments
Make for gilded winters.
Idle yet nimble,
Flutt'ring minds,
Hope for white wonderlands
In their frosted dreams.
Hot coca and peppermint,
Red and green,
The smaller things that mean
Christmas-time is near.
I'm lost in memories of days gone by.
My childhood dances before my eyes,
The feeling of Christmas, the lullabies,
The days alive with love.
The air filled with the scent of cloves,
Red ornaments in every cove,
Angels dance with pearl doves,
The spirit liveth on.
The Christmas tree alive with lights,
Golden stars and balls of white,
Adorn the forest boughs so bright,
Our house becomes a home.
Carols, we sing, our voices raised,
Some writ to God in joyful praise,
Others inspired by snowy days,
And all so sweet to hear.
I'm lost in memories of Christmases past,
Of family and presents, some small and some vast
Wishing for the d
.:S t o r m:.
When the willow boughs bend in the stiff, cold breeze,
When the creek begins to overflow its banks,
When the air crackles with waiting energy,
When the insistent breeze turns into a raging wind,
When the sky turns gray and beads of rain descend,
When the thunder rumbles like a far off drum,
When it rolls and growls, yelling like a madman,
When it shouts its cry and crescendos into sudden silence
That is when I am at peace.
Some days I still find myself
Thinking of you and your smile.
How I'd like to forget those times,
Pretend they never happened at all.
It was not real,
Perhaps it was a dream.
But I must make myself
Accept the love that came
Before
The heartbreak.
What was I thinking,
How could I know?
See before me,
The lies you told.
Your confidence,
Your awkward grace,
Your funny jokes,
Your handsome face.
The way you made me
Feel okay,
I thought you were special,
Like me in some way.
But nevermind, nevermind.
It was obviously
All in my head.
Where did you go?
I do not care.
I miss you dearly.
Just go away.
I've made myself beli
Gilded Winters, Frosted Dreams by ArabZephyr, literature
Literature
Gilded Winters, Frosted Dreams
Golden baubles and
Shining stars,
Sparkling ornaments
Make for gilded winters.
Idle yet nimble,
Flutt'ring minds,
Hope for white wonderlands
In their frosted dreams.
Hot coca and peppermint,
Red and green,
The smaller things that mean
Christmas-time is near.
I'm lost in memories of days gone by.
My childhood dances before my eyes,
The feeling of Christmas, the lullabies,
The days alive with love.
The air filled with the scent of cloves,
Red ornaments in every cove,
Angels dance with pearl doves,
The spirit liveth on.
The Christmas tree alive with lights,
Golden stars and balls of white,
Adorn the forest boughs so bright,
Our house becomes a home.
Carols, we sing, our voices raised,
Some writ to God in joyful praise,
Others inspired by snowy days,
And all so sweet to hear.
I'm lost in memories of Christmases past,
Of family and presents, some small and some vast
Wishing for the d
.:S t o r m:.
When the willow boughs bend in the stiff, cold breeze,
When the creek begins to overflow its banks,
When the air crackles with waiting energy,
When the insistent breeze turns into a raging wind,
When the sky turns gray and beads of rain descend,
When the thunder rumbles like a far off drum,
When it rolls and growls, yelling like a madman,
When it shouts its cry and crescendos into sudden silence
That is when I am at peace.
Hello... I'm ArabZephyr. Or am I? You may know me as Star Dancer in some places. That's the name I usually go by. And so you'll probably see "SD" on most of my work. Rest assured I AM Star Dancer. :) No seriously, I am!
I absolutely adore horses, no matter how many times I am bucked, kicked, bitten, shoved and pooed on by them. I wish I could say I owned a neat little chestnut Arab mare who I love to show English Pleasure on, but I don't. I don't own any horses, except my MASSIVE collection of Breyer figures. I take lessons/help work my instructors horses at least once every week. Right now four young mares are in training to be saddleseat horses. That gets interesting. My heart has been stolen and locked for good by a little bay Arab named Maxx. I have his picture up on here. He's a twerp. I wish he were mine.
I also happen to be 1/2 Scottish (1/4 from both sides), and 1/4 Czech. And some part German. And some other part something I don't know. Prob'ly something European.
So....... that's about it for me. Oh yeah. I like to draw. xD
Current Residence: My head... but who knows how long /that/ will last. Favourite genre of music: Oldies rock, pop, some indie/alternative Favourite style of art: Perfectionism Operating System: Chocolate MP3 player of choice: Zen Mozaic Skin of choice: Blemish free, slightly tan. Favourite cartoon character: Myself Personal Quote: "That's due tomorrow? CRAP!!"
Favourite Movies
I can't choose one.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
I like many bands/musicians
Favourite Games
Three way tie between Beatles Rock Band, Zelda Twilight Princess, and Mario Kart Wii.
I don't know if I'm just a magnet for nasty ads or if perhaps dA is letting in malicious software, but about a month or so ago I went on here and got a nasty bug/virus/something-not-so-nice. My security software was eventually able to quarantine it and so far I seem to be running fine, but it was disconcerting. I've had trojans pop up here and there, because of bad ads I'm sure, but this one was bigger. So I don't know if I'll be back on dA. If another one pops up I certainly will think twice about coming back. Has anyone else experienced anything like this?
Holidays are tiring. I'm still tired. Although that may have more to do with the three sleepovers I had last week practically in a row. x.x Not happening again, I tell you! I did have a wonderful ride yesterday on a horse named Midnight. He's this huge, gorgeous, dark brown part-Morgan. So gentle. :D I think he's my new favorite horse. I'll see about putting a picture up sometime.
On another cheerful note I finally got around to finishing my fursona, Nova! She's pretty, you should go check her out. The only downside is, I made a prototype for her a while back and posted it, and now I can't figure out how to scrap it. x.x I feel rather thick.
I hope those of you who celebrate it had a happy Hanukkah. :D I'm already getting crazy about Christmas preparations. I haven't been drawing much lately which makes me sad. But I have been writing. :D
And I couldn't resist joining in on the snowy fun...
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You're welcome.