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A Guide On How To Shop In The Pias UndergrowthSo, ye need some groceries and things from the shops. But ye live in the undergrowth of Pias, so it ain’t a case of just popping to some omni-mall. What are ye going to do? Ye can’t farm cos’ the ground here ain’t gonna get enough sun, and there’s nae way in hell ye can just experiment with all the fruits of the jungle, cos’ ye value your life too much. Whatcha gonna do?
Well, good ol’ Cygno here can help ye wi’ this trusty guide! Available in all the shady places over the Kairos galaxy.  This guide here’ll tell ye all about how to find the best markets in Pias and how tae not get scammed by some scoundrel.  
First off, terribly sorry for ye bein’ here.  I dunno if ye were forced tae run from the gangs or police in Canopy City or whatever other tragedy befell ye, but sorry. Pias ain’t a holiday site once yer under the leaves, I can tell ye that fer sure.  
By the time yer readin’ this, y’l
Afterlife Astronaut“There is no God.”
“Well, you don’t know that for sure-“
“Bernard, as an AI connected to every philo-science document, every parabyte of knowledge in the Human Empire, every logic string going back to the days of the Past Colonists... I can assure you, there is no God. It has been proven.”
Bernard sighed. His helmet visor fogged up then disappeared.
“I’m not going to bother arguing with you. Soon that golden gate is going to open, and I will walk into the Kingdom of Heaven. That should be enough proof.”
The gate in question was a smooth sphere of gold, slowly rotating on an equally dull pedestal. Crystal red spires pointed at specific points on the globe.
“You just don’t want to argue with me because you are in fear of how wrong you are. And how right a computer can be.”
Jude deserved to be muted, but sass like that always kept her voice a ubiquitous presence in Bernard’s helmet. A blue flash in the top


Peach JuiceA cloud god
spilled his sun-glass of
peach juice across the sky,
the orange frothed into
white strands
flooding into
heavenly Morse code.
The solar drink thinned
into a beard-grey
until the dome was
a glass-black sea,
the moon
an uneaten celestial crisp.
A Pile of Exiled LeavesLook:
under their father's roots,
oven-baked by progress
they stare at the stars,
ponder over their photosyn thesis'
and wonder where they'll land next.
Dry veins bringing
drought to the cuticle,
the rivers sprawling
like cobwebbed fingers
scratching cellulose into
eczema of the upper epidermis,
dirt-ink sketches bleeding softly
to the frayed edge of
mesophyllic parchment,
where Death took his scissors
and cut oblong hearts
from Life and into
the frigid air.
Dead gold,
curled up in amber wrinkles,
a million Queens of Spades
who played dead for too long.
The Plants: A FableThe plants were sick of the animals.
"They do nothing for us!" General Redwood exclaimed. "They eat us, cut us down, sit on our mangled corpses... we must do something!"
"But what?" Dandelion asked.
"Is it not obvious? We must stop our production of oxygen!"
All of the plants but Dandelion cheered. With the oxygen gone, the animals would have to either listen to the plant's demands or die!
"Are you sure...? Will this not kill us too?"
Alas, no one heard Dandelion's warning in the uproar and applause.
The next day, the plants went on strike and stopped all production of oxygen. Sure enough, panic ensued and the animals suffocated.
General Redwood held a great big party to celebrate, but no plant came over.
"Where are they all?" General Redwood asked.
"Do you not see?!" Dandelion snapped hotly. "They cannot make it because they are dead! They cannot perform respiration!"
General Redwood did not hear. He was dead, stiff and upright like a burnt bone.
"Oh you idiots!" Dandelion huffed. "Yo
Super computer finds infinityMy name is Delextro 9000. I am a super-computer with servers hooked to everything that exists.
And I have just discovered what the exact numerical position of infinity is.
The scientists are freaking out, to say the least.
“Infinity isn't a number!”
Well, clearly it is, because I've just found it. And I have all the knowledge. So, yeah.
“What if we just add one to that number, then? Surely that would show it is not the end of the number line, right?”
Yeah, try and add one to that then. After you.
Why yes, Dr Broxley, that is the flames of impossibility vaporizing you. You can’t go beyond the end of something. As a man of logic I thought you would understand that.
“What about negative infinity?”
Well, you see, it’s like that number I just showed you all, but with a little dash at the start.
Calm down there, Prof. Yuki, you don

My, Aye's Poetry Writing Month has begun!! :0

I nearly forgot. Time must have, like, sped up by three seconds every second or something. Mad. 

All of them are going in here;  AyePoWriMoa)
in the ascendance
of moonstones
our mothers left
in the name
of way-rails,
duplo, cohere
nce. somewhere
on the edge of
St Petersburg
their wolf-hearts sway
in autumn leaf
coral, on the ebony
shoegaze plains.
beyond the marble wall
the black eggs consume
snake among other things.
the sand is glass-green.
the city is ocean-orange.
the forest is beetroot-blue.
nothing is order.
all things follow a step
and under this willow king
we'll eat raspberry marsh
if we must. irregular
pantheon rises from
pedestals. my hand, reach
ing ~ings with no name,
The purple lizard
bloated at the sight
of others.
The green fairy
wished beyond
these media halls.
The lime dragon
roared for a country,
The loop of gold
brought salvation
from the north.
The red hammer,
broken, fixed
itself on stage.
The yellow bird
limped away
from previous tragedy.
Our blue leader gazed on,
as the waves of progress
flushed his kind away.
structure is dead!! all hail the broccoli moon
and its floral

but I'll upload the individual pieces too.

What is the first piece about? Nothing really because I had no inspiration at the time. Just things that'd sound good + pinkshinyultrablast's Umi in my ear placed into a narrative. 'Tis April Fools Day after all.

Expect procrastination poems because as of today it's an exact month towards my Super Uberexams. :&

OH, also! My resident troll, the ever wonderful ImaBigGuy , made this really really great Walt Whitman-esque piece:

ButterfliesFiery butterflies dance in my gut,
like a circus of light from a foreign land,
deep in a smile that is bursting
with paint all booming and blooming,
like flowers that grow
from my back to your light,
and cover my body with verdant heat,
in the glow of a newborn dying star.
I sleep in chains of broken glass,
with a glaze of forevers and nevers and sing,
of beauty and sin,
and wonder and joy,
and could-bes and honey bees and strawberry jam,
on warm snowy days in pale blue spring.
But alas, my friend,
I know not your name,
nor the curve of your face with that smile so sweet,
but soon I shall bask in your warmest of lights,
I, the king of my small green leaf.
Until first we meet,
Thank you

poetry is a transcendent force guise, go fave and love it!!


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~AyeAye12's pieces are simply a-m-a-z-i-n-g! I absolutely love the fact that he has taken relatable subjects and created pieces which makes his readers think. I could definitely relate with the piece 'Maths Class', which by the way is a very humorous piece. He is extremely talented, and you will find yourselves pouring through his collection of literature with amazement. They are all wonderful pieces.

- imaginative-lioness

Of intimidating talent.

- v-espertine

He's great at imagery and makes you feel as if you've taken a trip without moving from your seat.

- Aerode

There is something about [his] voice as a poet that I have heard in no-one else. It is wonderfully warm and refreshing. [He has] a way of wording things that grabs the attention and makes me smile and [he is] wonderful. I imagine it takes no small amount of skill, so well done.


The warrior-poet bleeds imagery and moves in free verse.
(I suspect massive quantities of cocaine were involved.)


Aye is just... different, from the usual works I read here on dA. That's pretty much what I can say.


AyeAye12 never fails to make me lol, or at least marvel at his ability to shatter pre-conceptions of what literature is supposed to be.


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awww stop it youuuu :3 makes me smile when i see you read my stuff. have a great day sir. cheers.
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Thank you for adding my latest poem to your collection!
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