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Shadow demons

AlexnEmoLand
RevolutionOfAlex
Fire of Insight
Japan 10awards
Joined 19th July 2011
Forum Posts: 216

暗い悪夢****kurai akumu
Dance dance to thy evil song
We all must sing and play along
But to self and by own must make a lead  
To make your own egocentric breed
Killing me softly with the various doubts  
Not knowing at all what this is about
My little light that's left in me  
I have to find out what ye it ot to be
Sketch the picture and draw it well
Morphine in all is my inadequate spell
Swap crop and Dance once more
Till the sun dies out and melts to core

La la la boku wa tsuyoi da,
boku wa tsuyoi da
 

To the melody once has gone no more
Evil she is we all just see
It's plan and simple it must be
But must she die this dreadful way
In her grave we all watch her in place she lay
No longer have light in this the dark room
revolting of all floats the tumb

versus  leap like the rock on thou art to wreck
A part of you has grown in her what did you expect?
No longer this melody repeats the play
Knees and hands children pray.

She sought her soul she could not see
she fought the demon preached by thee

questions whispered with made trees fall
but if ye lack love thou art shall call

so fantasy and dreams may never come true
this girl was the akuma deep within you

Dance dance to thy evil song
We all must sing and play along
there is no light thats left in she
to find out what happened we ot to see

-Kumiko yamamoto  
boku wa tsuyoi da- im strong

poet Anonymous

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dalixx
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 25th Jan 2014
Forum Posts: 26

I AM THE DARKNESS

Here comes the darkness again.
Its stronger than its ever been.
Who or what is this void?
This empty that is consuming me.
This darkness that chews me.
This Blackness that chokes on me.
The emptyness that chews again.
This void that swallows.
Wait I can hear it, that voice.
That dark, cold voice.
Its me, thats my voice.
Its cold and empty,
but thats my voice.
Now I see, now I know.
Does it hurt worse when
the pains from yourself
instead of others?
So use to others causing
all the pain and suffering.
But this thing, this shadow, this me.
That the pain and suffering created.
Every bite it takes, every time it chokes me back up, and chews again. Every single swallow.
Keeps part of me, and dont have much left. It hurts, Oh hurts my soul.
My body is broke, my mind is gone.
All I have left is my soul and its cracked in many places.
Just one more bite.
Then what will be left?
Then what will happen?
How do you survive
in your own shadow?

grimharvest
LanaKay
Twisted Dreamer
United States
Joined 15th Dec 2012
Forum Posts: 22

Enjoyed ur poem..very good

poet Anonymous

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UbiquitousVoid
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Thought Provoker
United States 11awards
Joined 11th Sep 2016
Forum Posts: 245

This one is written in a very different style than how I usually write. Much less literal if that's okay, wrote it on the topic of suicide, which is a shadow demon that resides in the back of many heads these days.
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WOE AND SUFFERING


I'm finding it harder just to close my eyes
Four hours of sleep before the daily grind
And sleep in on weekends just to waste time
Then tell you I was busy under a false smile
Never ask me what being me feels like
Speaking to me is suffering frostbite
And don't tell yourself that you'd rather break ice
To choose darkness over what warmth provides


Empty voice on the tape
Blank face in the photograph
When the shadows rise, I'll be there alive
I'd trade my strength for fear
To show you that I'm here
When the world is gone, I'll be there alone


Sometimes I'm just tired, just need some space
I feel like time is just slipping slowly away
I'll say exactly what you want me to say
It's not a game, but an instrument I play
There's fair warning in every step you take
Don't want another precipice to swiftly break
Of tears that fall into the void of the evening rain
Just wish sometimes that they were mine to fake


Empty voice on the tape  
Blank face in the photograph  
When the shadows rise, I'll be there alive  
I'd trade my strength for fear  
To show you that I'm here  
When the world is gone, I'll be there alone


Everyone I've lost, they gave their all
It's not misery, it's just raising of walls
Not for me, but because I do feel small
For I know that I am the one at fault


Even when it's easy, it's really not though
To feign compassion that you want to show
And nervous laughter when you'd rather be alone
Can't even mourn a death under falling snow
It's enough to make someone feel like the lowest low
A bitter fruit is plucked by trees that won't grow
Rancid taste in the mouths of those who in time will know
Don't trade happiness for a seed that you'll never sow


Empty voice on the tape  
Blank face in the photograph  
When the shadows rise, I'll be there alive  
I'd trade my strength for fear  
To show you that I'm here  
When the world is gone, I'll be there alone


Look at me and tell me you still feel depressed
I'm walking on glass to find what filled my chest
But self-harm will never be the choice that's best
I'd rather suffer through, than watch another death

Jehrnstrom34
Strange Creature
Joined 26th Nov 2016
Forum Posts: 6

The shadow beneath me is much more dense.

I walk along a similar path as everyone else,
I eat less to save time, I pace myself to save energy.
I was always told that "slow and steady wins the race",
but something is pushing me.

There is no eye contact to be made,
the shadow everyone speaks of is just a shade,
But my hands aren't as solid, I must be beginning to fade,

I am the shadow, the shadow is me.
I walk back and forth, minding nobody's business but my own,
If the sun goes down, worry will I not,
We haven't made a dime, but we can always look for a loan.
Yes, WE are now the same, one is in a different dimension,
but I've perceived my shadow as a horse, ready to trot,
We will ride through the streets, take down the Christmas spirit,
So hot things will be, you must walk on coals in order to prepare your feet,
The trees on fire will consume all of the signs,
especially those claiming "For hire",
A revolution you seek, you should have jumped off the train,
This is America, and you're on a horse with no name.


*****EDIT: I'm more of a spoken word poet, but I did my best to keep it from appearing prose. Hope it's acceptable.

poet Anonymous

INTERNAL MONOLOGUE FUNK

Hello to you my oldest silent friend   
Alone again I want to share a word
Remember when my mind began to descend?
This reflection is rather foolish and absurd

You know the day she broke my heart
Remember the caustic words she said
When you bore witness as it tore me apart
Then heard as I cried alone in bed

Silently you stood a step back in the shadow
Wordlessly attested when I was shattered inside
When it all brought me to an all-time low
This jealousy, bitterness and corroded pride

Did I trouble you with too many queries?
Difficult to know when I must refrain
Ranting about my own twisted theories
Ever silent you never did complain

I bombarded you with the same question
Left to ponder your silent reply
Is your advice beyond my perception?
A soundless syntax I need to amplify

Then a whisper on the night shift
Maybe it was more like a demand

“Give her a shiny, parting gift”

The blade was wet, blood on my hand


Accepted my incarceration without a word
I never apportioned you the blame
They say talking to yourself is absurd
Still you stood tall through all my shame

Its ok here in the cell we share
You and I curled up in the dark
So, silent again, I know you care
I patiently wait for your next remark

So, hello to you my oldest silent friend   
Did your advice lead me astray?
You did mean kill the ex-girlfriend?

Crackle of Static………”No fuckwit go gay!”

poet Anonymous

...............

poet Anonymous

AlexnEmoLand said:暗い悪夢****kurai akumu
Dance dance to thy evil song
We all must sing and play along
But to self and by own must make a lead  
To make your own egocentric breed
Killing me softly with the various doubts  
Not knowing at all what this is about
My little light that's left in me  
I have to find out what ye it ot to be
Sketch the picture and draw it well
Morphine in all is my inadequate spell
Swap crop and Dance once more
Till the sun dies out and melts to core

La la la boku wa tsuyoi da,
boku wa tsuyoi da
 

To the melody once has gone no more
Evil she is we all just see
It's plan and simple it must be
But must she die this dreadful way
In her grave we all watch her in place she lay
No longer have light in this the dark room
revolting of all floats the tumb

versus  leap like the rock on thou art to wreck
A part of you has grown in her what did you expect?
No longer this melody repeats the play
Knees and hands children pray.

She sought her soul she could not see
she fought the demon preached by thee

questions whispered with made trees fall
but if ye lack love thou art shall call

so fantasy and dreams may never come true
this girl was the akuma deep within you

Dance dance to thy evil song
We all must sing and play along
there is no light thats left in she
to find out what happened we ot to see

-Kumiko yamamoto  
boku wa tsuyoi da- im strong



Yeah fucking awesome!

calamitygin
Jennifer Michael McCurry
Tyrant of Words
United States 28awards
Joined 22nd June 2015
Forum Posts: 2047

Kitties Tale

I lay in a wait..

My purrrrrr my only vouchsafe, like swing of black tail
Showing my langorous mood
At having discovered you here, a toy to bat around...
But remember darling...
That i lay in relaxed readiness
I might just as well...lick the glisten of illusory fang while working sharp claw in a vultorine display
Yes i do look forward to taking you...
And watching your nugatory thrash of body against ground...
A wild dance of futile flail in effort's to retain breathe
After i pounce full force on your unsuspecting body ...
Rigid in it's usual stoic posture that is mortal..
I will transcend your abilities in one noxious exhale
My sulfuric wind i roar....
And will leave you coated in the inky veil that is my breathe
Designed to occlude your every hole
leaving you no open passage ...
in or out
For the neccesities needed for mortal being
Until you lay spent in my black as night viscous emulsion
Looking for all the world like my sticky saccharide reflection

Until one tar baby cry escapes
Your only vouchsafe..
That anything human could exist in such a midnight pitch ...

Oh what a hideous sepulcher fog of death i plan to... meeeeooow.....




Cannaballester
Thought Provoker
United States 1awards
Joined 3rd Jan 2012
Forum Posts: 112

Visiongrant
Strange Creature
Joined 4th Dec 2016
Forum Posts: 2

Very nice.. like how u flipped it. Thanks

BrohammadAli
Twisted Dreamer
United States
Joined 2nd Feb 2015
Forum Posts: 9

Comfort, when something goes wrong
receiving unnatural joy for much too long
like drinking coffee much too strong.

When the good times come
All I feel is pain
good and bad memories
start to flood my brain
but in the darkness
they all look the same

What is this figure in my mind
that looks like me, but not my kind
I try to look, but I'm rendered blind

All around it the air is cold
the wrappings covering it are old
its smell so very bold

This creature that brings joy in pain
has everything to lose and nothing to gain
I know I'm playing its game

Blink twice and I'm looking in the mirror
I feel something, is it fear or
some unnatural error

I shake off my illusion
a terrible dream
But in my mind a prisoner
I start to scream.

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