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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
19th Jun 2018 3:53am
19th Jun 2018 3:53am
Schizo-Paranoia: Living Hell
Black moving shadows paint my walls before my naked eyes
Before they take a fleshly form and spring forth to life
Invading my home, they creep about in the dark
As they signal they’ve found me with a light-signaling spark.
I am wide awake watching every move they make
Uttering not a single sound, I let them invade.
They want no money, they take no jewels...
For these are demons, goblins, and frightening ghouls
Rising from the pits of hell as phantoms
Who will settle not for any earthly ransom.
A body in which to invade is what they seek ...
Before they take a fleshly form and spring forth to life
Invading my home, they creep about in the dark
As they signal they’ve found me with a light-signaling spark.
I am wide awake watching every move they make
Uttering not a single sound, I let them invade.
They want no money, they take no jewels...
For these are demons, goblins, and frightening ghouls
Rising from the pits of hell as phantoms
Who will settle not for any earthly ransom.
A body in which to invade is what they seek ...
#anxiety
#depression
#insomnia #MentalHealth
#insomnia #MentalHealth
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Hellarchy
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2018 4:54pm
22nd Jun 2018 4:54pm
Bloodseeker
Once again I'm on the prowl
Slinking swiftly through the shadows
I release a fearsome howl
Pierce from my fangs won't be shallow
I have a drink before I sink
Into darkness, still ravenous
Don't even blink, best not to think
Driven by will, this need to kill
This urge to feed, not mourn or grieve
For loss of life, thus is the tithe
That they must pay for all the ways
They've kept us down, hiding underground
Now no more will we remain lore
It's come time to settle the...
Slinking swiftly through the shadows
I release a fearsome howl
Pierce from my fangs won't be shallow
I have a drink before I sink
Into darkness, still ravenous
Don't even blink, best not to think
Driven by will, this need to kill
This urge to feed, not mourn or grieve
For loss of life, thus is the tithe
That they must pay for all the ways
They've kept us down, hiding underground
Now no more will we remain lore
It's come time to settle the...
#death
#night
#shadows #vampires
#shadows #vampires
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
5th Sep 2017 11:21pm
5th Sep 2017 11:21pm
RECKLESS
When eternity is out of reach
Washed away by waves of the beach
And you feel in your aching bones
And hear it in earthly tones
That you’ve lost your only chance
To have that wedding dance
With Jesus in heaven
Having lost your Lucky Seven
Your heart has no other choice
You lose your way and voice
And you step into the world of a reckless sinner
Destined to lose and not be a winner.
As much as one misses God and turn to Him
The light of the soul grows awfully dim
Cast into darkness, one sits in silence
As...
Washed away by waves of the beach
And you feel in your aching bones
And hear it in earthly tones
That you’ve lost your only chance
To have that wedding dance
With Jesus in heaven
Having lost your Lucky Seven
Your heart has no other choice
You lose your way and voice
And you step into the world of a reckless sinner
Destined to lose and not be a winner.
As much as one misses God and turn to Him
The light of the soul grows awfully dim
Cast into darkness, one sits in silence
As...
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2017 2:25am
22nd Sep 2017 2:25am
PRISON CELL
Here I am sitting in my prison cell
No one notices; no one can tell
My body in physical form is free
But my immortal soul-the real me
Is chained and locked away
A smile I carry day after day
But a heaviness I carry deep in the soul
Where no one can see...no one knows.
The knowledge that I may have fallen from grace
Living my younger days in total disgrace
Wearying the Lord and making Him cry
Taking for granted that for me He died
It cost me nothing and He asked for nothing in return
But doing the right thing I didn't...
No one notices; no one can tell
My body in physical form is free
But my immortal soul-the real me
Is chained and locked away
A smile I carry day after day
But a heaviness I carry deep in the soul
Where no one can see...no one knows.
The knowledge that I may have fallen from grace
Living my younger days in total disgrace
Wearying the Lord and making Him cry
Taking for granted that for me He died
It cost me nothing and He asked for nothing in return
But doing the right thing I didn't...
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God-Is-In-The-Rain
Poem Published
15th Jun 2018 7:33pm
15th Jun 2018 7:33pm
Sahaba Taghim
hear the Drums. fear freezes Lungs.
run don't Delay! death's having Ballet!
air screeches through the City
better cover your eyes - this won't be Pretty.
ground keeps shaking, buildings Fall
....just why do they want to kill us All?
i hate it when the sky turns Blue
it means: "go hide, don't Cry,
the bombs are here to fall Anew"
....or at least that's what mommy used to Say.
dust Settles like wilted Petals
silence - so Sweet, reminds of mommies Heartbeat
while clouds guard and Cover ...
run don't Delay! death's having Ballet!
air screeches through the City
better cover your eyes - this won't be Pretty.
ground keeps shaking, buildings Fall
....just why do they want to kill us All?
i hate it when the sky turns Blue
it means: "go hide, don't Cry,
the bombs are here to fall Anew"
....or at least that's what mommy used to Say.
dust Settles like wilted Petals
silence - so Sweet, reminds of mommies Heartbeat
while clouds guard and Cover ...
#politics
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mystree
Poem Published
14th Jun 2018 5:31pm
14th Jun 2018 5:31pm
IF YOU
If you hang yourself...I wonder if your soul will see your body swing?
If you poison yourself...I wand if you will smell the poison in creeping in your veins?
If you shoot yourself...I wonder if you die with your eyes open to witness the carnage without being able to speak?
If you Jump....will your brain still process thought as they remove your pieces??
You see it takes approximately six minutes for your brain to die, via lack of oxygen...Does it take that long for your conscious too??
Bone,Hair and Skin take up to 12 hours to cease to be...do you feel pain? ...
If you poison yourself...I wand if you will smell the poison in creeping in your veins?
If you shoot yourself...I wonder if you die with your eyes open to witness the carnage without being able to speak?
If you Jump....will your brain still process thought as they remove your pieces??
You see it takes approximately six minutes for your brain to die, via lack of oxygen...Does it take that long for your conscious too??
Bone,Hair and Skin take up to 12 hours to cease to be...do you feel pain? ...
#death
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ManofPixels
Poem Published
14th Jun 2018 8:27pm
14th Jun 2018 8:27pm
Jack
Young Jack always played with fire,
One day he lit up a tire,
The size was no joke,
Jack started to choke,
And his lungs felt like barbed wire.
One day he lit up a tire,
The size was no joke,
Jack started to choke,
And his lungs felt like barbed wire.
#dark
#fire
#limerick
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Vandel_Viaclovsky
Van
Van
Poem Published
13th Mar 2017 11:15pm
13th Mar 2017 11:15pm
untitled (collapsing atop the sad and broad glen)
i.
As bleak and murdersome crows
serve no mortal beauty nor
in tones of black assume
to beg pardon of the rose
nor in the obscuring dark
let pity's bones lay hushful and tenderly
so i am out of place
i am at a place out of place and with baleful heart
a space of no gardenias also nor honeysuckle
for brogue soles
deathly have trampled those under.
ii.
, collapsing atop the sad and broad glen
i shave my head to immersion ...
As bleak and murdersome crows
serve no mortal beauty nor
in tones of black assume
to beg pardon of the rose
nor in the obscuring dark
let pity's bones lay hushful and tenderly
so i am out of place
i am at a place out of place and with baleful heart
a space of no gardenias also nor honeysuckle
for brogue soles
deathly have trampled those under.
ii.
, collapsing atop the sad and broad glen
i shave my head to immersion ...
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
19th Dec 2017 9:52pm
19th Dec 2017 9:52pm
HOPELESS
Imagine if there was NO heaven
And no one ever held a Lucky Seven.
Imagine if the fate of all of Mankind
Whether cruel or kind,
Whether good or bad
Whether Happy or sad
All eternally damned into a lake of fire
Without the Savior as a Sire.
No Savior with His Saving Grace
No God with a comforting embrace.
Will you still sing Sunday praises and do your charitable deeds?
Will you have any motive, strong grounds or any guiding lead
To live and lead the Righteous life
Free of malice, anger, and contentious strife? ...
And no one ever held a Lucky Seven.
Imagine if the fate of all of Mankind
Whether cruel or kind,
Whether good or bad
Whether Happy or sad
All eternally damned into a lake of fire
Without the Savior as a Sire.
No Savior with His Saving Grace
No God with a comforting embrace.
Will you still sing Sunday praises and do your charitable deeds?
Will you have any motive, strong grounds or any guiding lead
To live and lead the Righteous life
Free of malice, anger, and contentious strife? ...
#hope
#religion
#God
#Christian
#SelfReflection
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Taurek
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2018 6:03am
22nd Jun 2018 6:03am
I Should’ve Stopped at the First Stanza, But…*Shrug Emoji*
Feeling nothing about
The apocalypse because it’s
Not coming any time soon
So spare me the doom and gloom
Pessimists live in igloos of despondency
Miles upon miles of barren land
Beautiful lush greenery and dry
Desert heat with tumbleweeds
Coming into and out of focus
Locusts swarming like black tar
Around the wooly mammoth
To get me to spill that dirty little secret
That this and the last Commander in Chief
Are extraordinary people
The apocalypse because it’s
Not coming any time soon
So spare me the doom and gloom
Pessimists live in igloos of despondency
Miles upon miles of barren land
Beautiful lush greenery and dry
Desert heat with tumbleweeds
Coming into and out of focus
Locusts swarming like black tar
Around the wooly mammoth
To get me to spill that dirty little secret
That this and the last Commander in Chief
Are extraordinary people
#sadness
#dark
#secrets
#apocalypse
#uplifting
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SimpleTon
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2018 12:15pm
22nd Jun 2018 12:15pm
The horror of fatherhood
#anxiety
#dark
#scary
#monsters
#nightmares
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Hellarchy
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2018 5:13pm
22nd Jun 2018 5:13pm
Fallen
Your tears like diamonds in the sky
Stare at a fallen star, there are no words to describe
Shimmering, like in a dream, no need to question why
This beauty held a heart of gold
Now turned to dust, scattered by gusts
Of lustful winds and troubled sins
The vulture soars, awaits main course
All beauty lost, this was the cost
Knew all along, yet you went on
You've lost your place in time and space
Now into nothing you descend
All you once were has been erased
Now there's no hope, you can't defend
Rush to...
Stare at a fallen star, there are no words to describe
Shimmering, like in a dream, no need to question why
This beauty held a heart of gold
Now turned to dust, scattered by gusts
Of lustful winds and troubled sins
The vulture soars, awaits main course
All beauty lost, this was the cost
Knew all along, yet you went on
You've lost your place in time and space
Now into nothing you descend
All you once were has been erased
Now there's no hope, you can't defend
Rush to...
#dark
#disappointment
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