Submissions by Ahrima
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have a dark personality, and write mostly about my life and my feelings. When i write something, sometimes i'll make it unrealistic in order to make the readers think about it. I have been making poetry for a long time and hope for honest feedback.
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
3rd Oct 2017 1:54am
3rd Oct 2017 1:54am
To mother
Mother, Mother,
You are a comfort.
You are there everyday,
No matter the pain.
When i am broken,
You are always welcoming.
No matter the pain,
And no matter the shame,
I cause your there.
I tell you to sit down,
and take a nice long break.
But you stand up and say,
"I cant stop...
i need to get food on your plates."
And i say back,
"You need to relax."
But she says, "No."
"Im fine i let you know."
She inspires me,
To be Confident, Kind, And Willing to help.
She would go to...
You are a comfort.
You are there everyday,
No matter the pain.
When i am broken,
You are always welcoming.
No matter the pain,
And no matter the shame,
I cause your there.
I tell you to sit down,
and take a nice long break.
But you stand up and say,
"I cant stop...
i need to get food on your plates."
And i say back,
"You need to relax."
But she says, "No."
"Im fine i let you know."
She inspires me,
To be Confident, Kind, And Willing to help.
She would go to...
#mother
#birth
#motherhood
#childhood
#MothersDay
614 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Sep 2017 10:45pm
12th Sep 2017 10:45pm
Questions
What causes life?
What causes death?
What causes the height,
Of my hiddeness?
What causes bullies?
What causes theft?
What causes the bullied,
To hunt down their death?
What causes hunger?
And what causes lumber,
To fall and tumber,
All the way to the ground?
What causes hunters,
To completely cover,
Their weaker sheets,
Of their poor little grumble?
What causes me,
To hear and see,
To taste and feel,
And to swim in the deep?
What causes curiousity?
What causes hypothesy?
What causes...
What causes death?
What causes the height,
Of my hiddeness?
What causes bullies?
What causes theft?
What causes the bullied,
To hunt down their death?
What causes hunger?
And what causes lumber,
To fall and tumber,
All the way to the ground?
What causes hunters,
To completely cover,
Their weaker sheets,
Of their poor little grumble?
What causes me,
To hear and see,
To taste and feel,
And to swim in the deep?
What causes curiousity?
What causes hypothesy?
What causes...
#courage
#conflict
#LifeStruggles
#confessional
#determination
496 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
10th Sep 2017 11:52pm
10th Sep 2017 11:52pm
Invisible
I remember when i was young...
The world felt slow...
It felt like time it self stoped.
No one ever notice me.
I dont think anyone hated me...
But....
I think no one cared for me either.
I was like a wall or like a mud brick.
Doesn't move.
Doesn't talk.
Doesn't feel.
I was indeed a brick.
I was air.
I was nothingness.
I was Invisible.
I used to want to be notised.
I didn't care if i had to jump off a cliff.
I just wanted attention.
I was invisible till...
Till....my own evil took over.
I became...
The world felt slow...
It felt like time it self stoped.
No one ever notice me.
I dont think anyone hated me...
But....
I think no one cared for me either.
I was like a wall or like a mud brick.
Doesn't move.
Doesn't talk.
Doesn't feel.
I was indeed a brick.
I was air.
I was nothingness.
I was Invisible.
I used to want to be notised.
I didn't care if i had to jump off a cliff.
I just wanted attention.
I was invisible till...
Till....my own evil took over.
I became...
#anger
#loneliness
#emptiness
#violence
#suicide
750 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Aug 2017 1:36am
30th Aug 2017 1:36am
Xena the Bean
My dumb dog,
Hit the wall,
While running through the hall.
Her name is Xena,
And she likes pizza,
Until the meaty Bella,
Showed up looking like,
NUTELLA!!!
And squated down like an umbrella.
And she saw a squrill,
And said, "What thats tingie!!"
Xena went Beany
Thats Xena the Bean
Hit the wall,
While running through the hall.
Her name is Xena,
And she likes pizza,
Until the meaty Bella,
Showed up looking like,
NUTELLA!!!
And squated down like an umbrella.
And she saw a squrill,
And said, "What thats tingie!!"
Xena went Beany
Thats Xena the Bean
#dogs
#animals
#FreeVerse
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
494 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Aug 2017 5:02am
8th Aug 2017 5:02am
Xena Bean
My dog Xena,
Came from a bean stock,
That was born in the meat lock.
She is a snorter,
Who is no horder,
Which is as valuable as a quarter.
She says, "Im a furry small weiner."
My Femur,
OMG STOP....
I hear a "SQUIRL!!!"
Thats me The Bean of Xene
Came from a bean stock,
That was born in the meat lock.
She is a snorter,
Who is no horder,
Which is as valuable as a quarter.
She says, "Im a furry small weiner."
My Femur,
OMG STOP....
I hear a "SQUIRL!!!"
Thats me The Bean of Xene
#love
#dogs
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Aug 2017 4:46am
8th Aug 2017 4:46am
Bella
My dog Bella,
Is the color of Nutella.
But is very melow,
When she hits the pillow.
But when she wakes up,
She must thrust,
The energy,
She creates and breathes.
So i run run run,
To the next croud,
Of miss is love,
Of wood.
She can chew it all day,
And wont gove away,
Her energy.
She likes to dig,
But not to china.
But to the middle of crayola.
But at hard as she trys,
She never finds, her destination.
This is Bella the nutella.
Is the color of Nutella.
But is very melow,
When she hits the pillow.
But when she wakes up,
She must thrust,
The energy,
She creates and breathes.
So i run run run,
To the next croud,
Of miss is love,
Of wood.
She can chew it all day,
And wont gove away,
Her energy.
She likes to dig,
But not to china.
But to the middle of crayola.
But at hard as she trys,
She never finds, her destination.
This is Bella the nutella.
#happiness
#love
#dogs
#animals
#gratitude
630 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2017 5:48am
2nd Aug 2017 5:48am
Secrets
What's truly a lie?
The depths of lives?
The old eyes?
Wrong!!
Secrets...
They are about events,
That never show,
Cause they hold...
Mysteries, Lies, Holes.
I have many secrets,
Many events,
of Hatred.
Sometimes i tell,
And cause a hell,
of that person.
They may not show it.
But I know it.
Secrets... Secrets... Secrets...
are all a living cage for regrets.
Secrets...
The depths of lives?
The old eyes?
Wrong!!
Secrets...
They are about events,
That never show,
Cause they hold...
Mysteries, Lies, Holes.
I have many secrets,
Many events,
of Hatred.
Sometimes i tell,
And cause a hell,
of that person.
They may not show it.
But I know it.
Secrets... Secrets... Secrets...
are all a living cage for regrets.
Secrets...
#PopCulture
504 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2017 5:36am
2nd Aug 2017 5:36am
Immortally Craze
It was dark,
Inside my heart...
When I realized my pain and suffering,
will never start buffering,
Or come to a stop.
Ill still be bleeding out a lot,
Even in 3030,
My immortality will be sturdy.
When will it all end?
Mabey then,
Mabey tomorrow,
Mabey today,
Mabey some other day.
At least I hope,
But time soon showed,
My Immortality Ruined me.
Now I'm in a race,
With the craze,
My immortality raised.
I'm done!
I cant go one more second,
I'm now in a section,
Of Immortality Craze.
Inside my heart...
When I realized my pain and suffering,
will never start buffering,
Or come to a stop.
Ill still be bleeding out a lot,
Even in 3030,
My immortality will be sturdy.
When will it all end?
Mabey then,
Mabey tomorrow,
Mabey today,
Mabey some other day.
At least I hope,
But time soon showed,
My Immortality Ruined me.
Now I'm in a race,
With the craze,
My immortality raised.
I'm done!
I cant go one more second,
I'm now in a section,
Of Immortality Craze.
#war
#environment
#apocalypse
#confusion
#rebellion
541 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
21st Jun 2017 8:14pm
21st Jun 2017 8:14pm
Empty
My body feels light..
I feel so empty tonight..
I feel no love,
but I feel no hate.
I don't feel life.
But no death romes inside my mind.
I dont have a heart..
Or a soul.
I dont have a smile,
But I have no Frown.
I have no happiness,
But I am not sad.
The one thing I do have,
Is a fear...
Of the emptiness.
That no one can cure.
I feel so empty tonight..
I feel no love,
but I feel no hate.
I don't feel life.
But no death romes inside my mind.
I dont have a heart..
Or a soul.
I dont have a smile,
But I have no Frown.
I have no happiness,
But I am not sad.
The one thing I do have,
Is a fear...
Of the emptiness.
That no one can cure.
884 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th Jun 2017 10:38pm
20th Jun 2017 10:38pm
Bitter Gore
The fuss,
The guts,
Of the night,
I cry,
Blood...
Guts...
GORE...
what is this horror,
That I brought to others?
Why is my heart ripped...
Ripped out of my chest of hiddiness?
My lungs and liver...
Stung by a arrow from a quiver...
My jaw barely hanging from my head.
My tail hanging on the desk,
Of my friend,
my dead friend,
Gore.
The guts,
Of the night,
I cry,
Blood...
Guts...
GORE...
what is this horror,
That I brought to others?
Why is my heart ripped...
Ripped out of my chest of hiddiness?
My lungs and liver...
Stung by a arrow from a quiver...
My jaw barely hanging from my head.
My tail hanging on the desk,
Of my friend,
my dead friend,
Gore.
701 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
30th May 2017 9:09am
30th May 2017 9:09am
Loneliness in the Abyss
Alone...
In the empty space,
I kneel and cry to the empty place.
To give someone or something to feel none alone.
But the loneliness is in my head,
even though i'm surrounded by plenty,
I cant even make out a penny,
To this bitter loneliness
which is making me homeless
in my heart.
I start to march.
On a lonely adventure
And start to get a cancer
Called lonesome manner.
Which is calling me to the depths of hell
Which i can smell
The terrible hell
Of loneliness's bell.
I'm surrounded by...
In the empty space,
I kneel and cry to the empty place.
To give someone or something to feel none alone.
But the loneliness is in my head,
even though i'm surrounded by plenty,
I cant even make out a penny,
To this bitter loneliness
which is making me homeless
in my heart.
I start to march.
On a lonely adventure
And start to get a cancer
Called lonesome manner.
Which is calling me to the depths of hell
Which i can smell
The terrible hell
Of loneliness's bell.
I'm surrounded by...
732 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th May 2017 9:01am
26th May 2017 9:01am
No light No dark
What if Darkness was away
For all of eternity
What if light was the only one
To exist in this ruthless hum
If darkness cant be here right now
Light wouldn't be around
Because of the one reason
all seem to miss as heathens
Darkness feeds off of the light
And the light feeds off of the darkness's might
No one is just light
Because they wouldn't be alive
They would be in nothingness
They would be in the mist
Don't leave darkness
Don't Leave Light
Don't leave us in a quiet timeline
If you leave us in the space...
For all of eternity
What if light was the only one
To exist in this ruthless hum
If darkness cant be here right now
Light wouldn't be around
Because of the one reason
all seem to miss as heathens
Darkness feeds off of the light
And the light feeds off of the darkness's might
No one is just light
Because they wouldn't be alive
They would be in nothingness
They would be in the mist
Don't leave darkness
Don't Leave Light
Don't leave us in a quiet timeline
If you leave us in the space...
615 reads
5 Comments
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