Submissions by 999 (Panophobia)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
For the times to be inspired, unless there is another aspect to prosper your thirst. There is no other; Movement or matter.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Jun 2012 4:43am
28th Jun 2012 4:43am
SaintDomonic NineSouls
Hello.
I am the humble double deadly edge of all righteousness
I can never be unforgiving
I can never be without vengeance; the physical blame for divine
I inhibit a space within the blood of angels
Born on the lust of pain. Hollow bare and bludgeoned by meaningless handles. The cause for SoulRagedRain
The temple that I live in has a face upon a shrine
All that attempt to enter are to burn cold and die
Or to always be afraid and live
This keeps you protected from true fear of your soul being devoured as you sleep. ...
I am the humble double deadly edge of all righteousness
I can never be unforgiving
I can never be without vengeance; the physical blame for divine
I inhibit a space within the blood of angels
Born on the lust of pain. Hollow bare and bludgeoned by meaningless handles. The cause for SoulRagedRain
The temple that I live in has a face upon a shrine
All that attempt to enter are to burn cold and die
Or to always be afraid and live
This keeps you protected from true fear of your soul being devoured as you sleep. ...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
25th Jun 2012 4:59pm
25th Jun 2012 4:59pm
#0
They year is 2996 and a League of planets have decided that an expedition to the outer rim of the most recent discovered galaxy labeled "Outrhythm". 20 humans and one Bio have been sent to see if the planet can be inhabited. They have been gone for 2 years and since that time, there has been no known recording of their, until this was discovered 27 years ago, in 1985 AD. The reason for this has been theorized that due to the location of Waylay station near a wormhole, the information locked into the Bio was thrust into the past and somehow passed into someone or something, yet...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jun 2012 10:26pm
10th Jun 2012 10:26pm
LOVE
There would be no answer to the way to do this. Nothing created can explain how much this is needed, then afterwards, needs so badly to die. There is too much dependency on this, so much that it has grown into an element: once so terribly cherished, now so destined to be the destruction of many. It's inevitable and happening right as you breathe and with each breath, you enable more lost to whatever you are "destined" to do,become,experience and/or live. Now since you are born, do you really think that you have the means to decipher what it takes in order to see in actuality?...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
26th Mar 2012 00:09am
26th Mar 2012 00:09am
Washington State {blank}Desk (V.S Nonothi) File # # 3
The Dragid Drug Initiation:
The potent memory is a drug educed by the way that words are formed and worked out of the human pallet and into the minds of others. These registered forms are suggested purposes that blank the psyche from the moment of incident. Our agents were trained to track the thoughts of people on the daily basis of life and somewhere in the COMPREHENSION, an agent had turned OVER ROUGE and shared its knowledge of SURPLUS AGENTS with another in CONVERSATION, (WEAPON LISTEN 0 PROTOCOL) in which the FREE AGENT had used its only means of escape.
The...
The potent memory is a drug educed by the way that words are formed and worked out of the human pallet and into the minds of others. These registered forms are suggested purposes that blank the psyche from the moment of incident. Our agents were trained to track the thoughts of people on the daily basis of life and somewhere in the COMPREHENSION, an agent had turned OVER ROUGE and shared its knowledge of SURPLUS AGENTS with another in CONVERSATION, (WEAPON LISTEN 0 PROTOCOL) in which the FREE AGENT had used its only means of escape.
The...
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Mar 2012 00:52am
15th Mar 2012 00:52am
Godbyhateyouonwhat wasathursday
The blank facade of your point of view
The there that isn't anything but you
Champagne & lies upon oh & wait, mattresses
Who is the champion in this
Nowhere but here is the palace that is about to crumble.
But don't look to far within
Pay for follicle & suffering in your own sin
This: & forever is what you prayed for.
The there that isn't anything but you
Champagne & lies upon oh & wait, mattresses
Who is the champion in this
Nowhere but here is the palace that is about to crumble.
But don't look to far within
Pay for follicle & suffering in your own sin
This: & forever is what you prayed for.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Nov 2011 10:59pm
27th Nov 2011 10:59pm
SURPLUS AGENTS (based upon a true story)
Now...imagine that when you were on the bus as a mode for proper transportation, no matter it be be business or pleasure, you had always seen this man. Under a storm or on a mission of pleasure, you would see him & sometimes out of many, he would be on the bus with you. He may get off at your stop, he may not, but for years, you looked at him each & every time that you've noticed him. A typical stand out in the crowd. Always wearing the same colored blazer,slacks & shirt. UN-kept hair & beard. You also thought that this man was a homeless mass of people. He never had been...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Nov 2011 4:32am
21st Nov 2011 4:32am
(Only in this room)
Upon the lips of the bitter heat, the cold was born to track the treats.
It...in all of it's pitiful glory is here to treat & combine nothing at all with defeat(kinda like a 70's move key chain)
Now, as you settle down & realize that this is all for your mood. (Not some of it, all of it, with a capitol L for "Adjustment)
Something to gather in winter, so you will know the story oh so well to tell.
This is so beyond the where & tear & whatever the fuck it means.
Being sorry & being where it wants to hallway stay &...
It...in all of it's pitiful glory is here to treat & combine nothing at all with defeat(kinda like a 70's move key chain)
Now, as you settle down & realize that this is all for your mood. (Not some of it, all of it, with a capitol L for "Adjustment)
Something to gather in winter, so you will know the story oh so well to tell.
This is so beyond the where & tear & whatever the fuck it means.
Being sorry & being where it wants to hallway stay &...
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Nov 2011 10:29pm
15th Nov 2011 10:29pm
...1991...
One time in 1991...
There was a romantic that held onto love so tight that all of the words sang in songs was there born birthright.
There was a romantic that took those words into a heart that they had to keep away so that it would not become alive.
So....
When there was that element of love to be born from it?
...in 1991, it dissipated& disappeared.
Nothing moved inside of all moments about itself & romantic just held itself alone.
There was a time in a memory of mind that wears the smell of a coastal pointing...
There was a romantic that held onto love so tight that all of the words sang in songs was there born birthright.
There was a romantic that took those words into a heart that they had to keep away so that it would not become alive.
So....
When there was that element of love to be born from it?
...in 1991, it dissipated& disappeared.
Nothing moved inside of all moments about itself & romantic just held itself alone.
There was a time in a memory of mind that wears the smell of a coastal pointing...
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