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Literature
Epilogue
Yesterday !...the ash which seldom keeps a  random shape intact -
What's left from the pass of time; no mercy, like a scorching wave...
Or a smile, ripped, torn apart, no longer able to react,
Yesterday...a hero story - rotten bones inside a grave...
Today?...dying lights - stars fading, as they follow one way goals;
Dreams unscarred, still far away from fate's so cruel reality.
A tall peak, where yearn lies in wait, to see what future holds,
Or the edge where wish and memory are destined one to be.
Tomorrow?...a shrug, as answer to a riddle - not a test:
Heaven...hell... Up there, with angels, or simply left underground?
Hopeless hopes, illusions...something, which would spell a better next,
Tomorrow... Who knows, tomorrow, how many'll still be around !...
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Literature
Mother instinct - strike 2
For the past 3 days she struggled on that restless road she went;
Would've circled the entire earth, without the need to rest:
She believed, so much, so blindly... How deep, and how far can go
The faith that runs inside a crumbled, sad, lonely and darkened soul...
"It can't be, She must be able to make him breathe again, cry !"
She thought, while she kept approaching Mary, looking falsely shy.
"Even the most heartless being would cry, as its only child
Would die in its arms, stop breathing... You know it would surely try
Anything within its power... And You must know how I feel
As I stand in front of You, and with my heart aching, I kneel..."
Motionless, and holding Jesus, at that poor woman she stares,
As if all the pain and anguish she completely understands...
"Look at him, think what would happen if Your son was in his place;
So help me, help him... I wish to hear his voice, to touch his face...
Look at him now, he is sleeping; such an angelic beauty...
Set free all Your might and
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Literature
Momentum
It gets darker and it's raining...
While I think up, silently,
In my head, a shape starts forming
From my previous worry...
You come sneaking from behind,
I don't even feel you there;
Place your soft hands on my eyes,
And gently make me aware.
It has been just for an instant,
And will never reappear...
Where are you? You feel so distant...
That presence once felt so near...
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Literature
In a moment...
I am hanging on the edge
By a mere strain of hair.
My mind cannot comprehend
Which is here and which is there;
But I'm choking in the darkness,
As I try to get a grip -
I so want to find the answer,
I'll dig no matter how deep !
I'm not crazy, as I lay down
Calmly, almost getting numb.
I feel peace when in this home though,
Such a large and silent tomb...
I'm not crazy, though I see that
Many reasons are to be.
Or... I lost my comprehension...
I may be...but cannot see...
Who called out my name? Oh, no one...
It was only in my head...
Who would call me at this hour?
Who would care? - that's better said.
What's that clatter in the distance?
I think it's a hurried rider.
Right in front of my house it stopped -
The sound of the hastened clatter !...
There's the Reaper in the window:
"Let me, let me come to you !"...
As I think of where would get me -
Oh, if only it was true !
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Literature
For you
I don't really know why I'm writing to you. I feel as if something of great value is missing; I feel the need of a friendship to which I would entrust all the nothings which keep coming... Maybe I'm writing to myself...
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Literature
Mother instinct
For the past 3 days she struggled on that restless road she went;
Would've circled the entire earth, without the need to rest:
She believed, so much, so blindly... How deep, and how far can go
The faith that runs inside a crumbled, sad, lonely and darkened soul...
"It can't be, She must be able to make him breathe again, cry !"
She thought, while she kept approaching Mary, looking falsely shy.
"Even the most heartless being would cry, as its only child
Would die in its arms, stop breathing... You know it would surely try
Anything within its power... And You must know how I feel
As I stand in front of You, and with my heart aching, I kneel..."
Motionless, and holding Jesus, at that poor woman she stares,
As if all the pain and anguish she completely understands...
"Look at him, think what would happen if Your son was in his place;
So help me, help him... I wish to hear his voice, to touch his face...
Look at him now, he is sleeping; such an angelic beauty...
Set free all Your might and
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Literature
For what it's worth...
With time, so many things got lost;
At times though, still appear
Some flashes - I believe my past,
To remind me what's real...
If I had not met you that time,
I would've died in vain;
Instead you came, stayed by my side,
And in my mind remained...
But soon enough, everything changed,
You changed, I don't know why;
Nothing had been quite like before,
As much as I would try...
.
.
.
.
.
Behind there is an immense hole,
An unclarified dream.
From all my past, all that I know
Is I loved you for real...
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Literature
Melancholy
Pity I feel for today, and fear I feel for tomorrow.
That is all that is left. Sweet dreams, with no pain or sorrow,
Flee, run, go away ! Stop sharing me all those illusions;
I now know what to do, there is no trace of confusion.
All that was good is no more, and this is what will now follow:
Pity I feel for today, and fear I feel for tomorrow...
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Literature
In memoriam
Dear X,
Please forgive me for not thinking about you as often as I used to - I did not forget, but merely had too much on my mind, too much to take care of, and all those thoughts simply overwhelmed my already troubled head... This is for you, to show you that I still remember, that everything is still in my memory, as if only a few days have passed...
Do you remember that time in kindergaten, when I broke my arm, and the next day, how everyone started writing and drawing stuff on my plaster? Or how much fun it was when that mouse scared the hell out of everyone, and when I eventually caught it, how everybody was fleeing in all directions, like the end of the world was coming? Or how I used to throw those cheese slices we would receive for breakfast under the table, and the punishments I would get when it was discovered?...
Do you remember that first girl we both fell in love with, but to whom neither of us had the courage to approach? Now, if I think back then, a bitter sweet melancho
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Activity


  • Listening to: B.O.B. feat. Hayley Williams & Eminem - Airpla
  • Reading: My 1k+ messages
  • Watching: People around cursing and babbling senselessly
  • Playing: Brain Champ on my cell phone
  • Eating: Home made whole bread sliced sandwitch
  • Drinking: Good ol' Coke
It would seem that some people tend to have more to handle just for the simple fact that others do whatever it takes to evade everything, and it's so more frustrating when you realize that they will never do a thing about it <_<

First I would want to apologize to those to whom I simply cut off any connection these past months, and to say that I will manage to catch up things shortly...

I tend to get a funny, yet strange feeling nowadays, when I take a walk down the road, to work or something, and see all those kids going to school, marching like chaotic ants, knowing that they have an obligation to do that, and I compare that feeling, which I used to have at some point, to how I feel now, when I'm done - well, almost ^^; - with it, and I don't know, it's like a partial freedom, because nowadays, when I'm not in the role of one of those ants, other things come to mind, opening one's eyes to how things go in life; but even so, I get frustrated when I look at my own yard, and see how the creatures with which I inhabit act and think... ._.

Anyways, this - I think - would be a subject for further conversations, what I wanted was to make my return noticeable - only to those who care meaning...

So, I don't know, for starters imma try to make img816.imageshack.us/img816/48… , img148.imageshack.us/img148/91… and img691.imageshack.us/img691/72… narrow down to 0 :)

Will update gallery soon.

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vadimtudor
Vadim Tudor
Romania
Current Residence: Romania
Favourite genre of music: Whatever sounds nice to my ear :d
Favourite style of art: B&w drawings, photography and sepia effect
Operating System: Coffee grinder
Favourite cartoon character: Mojo Jojo
Personal Quote: Never attach too much to a memory; and if you do, make it that it doesn't turn into regret...
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darken112 Featured By Owner Feb 9, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
hey! Happy B DAy!wishing u the best!
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ScarletDevil1503 Featured By Owner Dec 10, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
What led me to click on your profile was the wonderful avatar you have posted - the "Laughing Man" from Ghost in the Shell always cracked me up with his genius. :lol:

It looks as though you haven't been on in a while, but I just wanted to drop this comment on your lovely work. I found your poetry full and inspiring.

So... thank you for sharing your gallery. :)

-Scarlet
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LynnStrife Featured By Owner Jul 18, 2011  Student Digital Artist
Give ♥ This♥ To ♥ The ♥ Twelve ♥ Nicest ♥ People ♥ You ♥ Know ♥ If ♥ You ♥ Get ♥ Five ♥ Back ♥ You ♥ Must ♥ Be ♥ Perfect ♥

xD sorry, spamming~ XD
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silent-waltz Featured By Owner Apr 16, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
Hey, Tudorel, remember me? :flirty:
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scamed Featured By Owner Feb 9, 2011
happy b-day !
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