Submissions by AlexnEmoLand (RevolutionOfAlex)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Deep in my heart I'm concealing things that I'm longing to say. Scared to confess what I'm feeling - frightened you'll slip away.
The Hell of Who?
there once is a life twas just cant see
from the deths of hell came to be
forming of a dark hiden place
suroud by fire in every space.
smooches and kissis will lead to hell
hiddin in darkness no one could tell.
evil, hole, and hull come from the same root
to look apone satans hellion boot.
just that simple wish to sell your soul.
to play apone his evil role.
so theologians got into the act
were hell no longer became a miyth of fact.
The Goddess of Hel from the Norse mythology
Became Satan, hero of most...
from the deths of hell came to be
forming of a dark hiden place
suroud by fire in every space.
smooches and kissis will lead to hell
hiddin in darkness no one could tell.
evil, hole, and hull come from the same root
to look apone satans hellion boot.
just that simple wish to sell your soul.
to play apone his evil role.
so theologians got into the act
were hell no longer became a miyth of fact.
The Goddess of Hel from the Norse mythology
Became Satan, hero of most...
1227 reads
30 Comments
tenshi(short uta)
i conseterd this fallin angel ellagent,
for she had wings that may appear beautiful.
she held herself from lonlyness and disapontment.
this angel is from lost hopes, and brocken dreams.
casting apone your visiouse screams.
but this angel is diffrent, unique in a way,
so fear her not.
she has apeared to be discrete,
and here for another chance at life.
her wings taken away from reason..
but she continues to hold herself,
petrified,bemused, and most of all
she felt as if she were a error to this disition.
this, making her humen...
for she had wings that may appear beautiful.
she held herself from lonlyness and disapontment.
this angel is from lost hopes, and brocken dreams.
casting apone your visiouse screams.
but this angel is diffrent, unique in a way,
so fear her not.
she has apeared to be discrete,
and here for another chance at life.
her wings taken away from reason..
but she continues to hold herself,
petrified,bemused, and most of all
she felt as if she were a error to this disition.
this, making her humen...
1024 reads
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It's Anybody's World (In collaboration with diddi)
It's Anybody's World (In collaboration with alexnemoland)
One day you appeared
with a hand , over your face
from behind you peered
at me , through the coming days ,
you slowly got to know me ,
you told me you were lonely ,
the days then picked up pace ,
so pretty girl
make no mistakes
this whole world's
for you to take
you should believe
for I don't fake
and yes I see ,
the good , you'll make .
-this picture she sees makes her fill with smiles
sadly their hearts are distanced by miles
her heart...
One day you appeared
with a hand , over your face
from behind you peered
at me , through the coming days ,
you slowly got to know me ,
you told me you were lonely ,
the days then picked up pace ,
so pretty girl
make no mistakes
this whole world's
for you to take
you should believe
for I don't fake
and yes I see ,
the good , you'll make .
-this picture she sees makes her fill with smiles
sadly their hearts are distanced by miles
her heart...
931 reads
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Shut In
this lonely young girl kept them bottle and tight.
keeping them locked away and out of sight.
she knows if she speek they will since her shame,
this give her more reason for herself to blame.
she feels closed in witch she stands by this door.
with standing the names of calling her whore.
this sad young girl keept them bottle at age.
the door of siolence beat with rage.
her unhappy little heart always filed with pain.
threw this protected door shall stay the same.
she fakes this smile apone her face.
never will she expose this place.
she cry...
keeping them locked away and out of sight.
she knows if she speek they will since her shame,
this give her more reason for herself to blame.
she feels closed in witch she stands by this door.
with standing the names of calling her whore.
this sad young girl keept them bottle at age.
the door of siolence beat with rage.
her unhappy little heart always filed with pain.
threw this protected door shall stay the same.
she fakes this smile apone her face.
never will she expose this place.
she cry...
1011 reads
14 Comments
SUMI-E
i am ornamented with this thin fine brush,
were my lines are outlined and mastered by he.
i am unlike you from other modern sculpture.
unbound to fly high like the obscure vulture.
you stop and stare to amaze my view
as if i was some legend of any kind.
abstract i say,
resembling a natorous style of talent.
inkstone creates me of distinct appearance.
made of oil soot combined with animal glue.
of a reputation known as strong bamboo.
i am within landscapes or flowers..
so powerful i may be highlited with gold.
you...
were my lines are outlined and mastered by he.
i am unlike you from other modern sculpture.
unbound to fly high like the obscure vulture.
you stop and stare to amaze my view
as if i was some legend of any kind.
abstract i say,
resembling a natorous style of talent.
inkstone creates me of distinct appearance.
made of oil soot combined with animal glue.
of a reputation known as strong bamboo.
i am within landscapes or flowers..
so powerful i may be highlited with gold.
you...
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who am i...of unborn sin ? jeffmunoz1989 ft AlexnEmoLand
who am i..? jeffmunoz1989 ft alexnEmoLand
Jeffmunoz1989..
in my sickest dreams
i can hear the screams
the whispers swirl
i thought she was my girl
the bottles that slip and bust against the floor
the pain you always beg for more
the liquor rots away my brain
but without it, i feel so plain
who am i? am i going insane?
you tried to save me
but who were you wanting me to be?
i would swim across the sea
so that maybe one day your heart could see
the pain that stabs at my heart...
Jeffmunoz1989..
in my sickest dreams
i can hear the screams
the whispers swirl
i thought she was my girl
the bottles that slip and bust against the floor
the pain you always beg for more
the liquor rots away my brain
but without it, i feel so plain
who am i? am i going insane?
you tried to save me
but who were you wanting me to be?
i would swim across the sea
so that maybe one day your heart could see
the pain that stabs at my heart...
806 reads
7 Comments
couplet rhyme...
she forgets...
forgets the love that she once had...
confusion sucking the life out of her....
she feels weak..
weak from all the labor and hard work....
falling to her knees and holding her self tight...
wondering, is this right??
her mind in a vortex of thoughts that spirals around a dozen times..
dissolving in a couplet rhyme...
she cry...
she shuffles to find that place..
a place of happiness,fun and smiles..
but she gets weak..ill...
she die out from weariness...
disappointed in the life she has created...
a...
forgets the love that she once had...
confusion sucking the life out of her....
she feels weak..
weak from all the labor and hard work....
falling to her knees and holding her self tight...
wondering, is this right??
her mind in a vortex of thoughts that spirals around a dozen times..
dissolving in a couplet rhyme...
she cry...
she shuffles to find that place..
a place of happiness,fun and smiles..
but she gets weak..ill...
she die out from weariness...
disappointed in the life she has created...
a...
1721 reads
26 Comments
Wasurerareta Jinsei
Were the earth is cover by thickning smoke,
and voices hurd by dancing folk.
cant speek of whome thats forbbiden name,
forgivnes globe is not the same.
somewere in life were love is bright,
never no more darkness and fright.
chattering teeth of refuge goal,
stations journy of preserved soul.
the compass that you carry is always at kindness,
abyss of quality always at blindness.
-Kumiko Yamamoto
(means forgotten life)
and voices hurd by dancing folk.
cant speek of whome thats forbbiden name,
forgivnes globe is not the same.
somewere in life were love is bright,
never no more darkness and fright.
chattering teeth of refuge goal,
stations journy of preserved soul.
the compass that you carry is always at kindness,
abyss of quality always at blindness.
-Kumiko Yamamoto
(means forgotten life)
909 reads
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Sinister of the Sea
why wount you speek to me???
why wount i call???
my mind is in a wounder.
and coverd by fogg..
why cant i be strong??
and stand for what i please.
only to get broken down,
and crying on my knees.
lonelyness fades me...
and i bgain to cover..
i gradually disapeare
into whats not me.
long lasting life.
lost by sea.
-Kumiko Yamamoto
why wount i call???
my mind is in a wounder.
and coverd by fogg..
why cant i be strong??
and stand for what i please.
only to get broken down,
and crying on my knees.
lonelyness fades me...
and i bgain to cover..
i gradually disapeare
into whats not me.
long lasting life.
lost by sea.
-Kumiko Yamamoto
1002 reads
12 Comments
twas the nightmar on xmas
i dread the time for christmas day
wish summer could last like hottist bay.
dad come home drunk once more
hunting me down of natures war.
i no he dosnt mean this,
the cuts an brusis how.
to take a toll of bottle,
hes way to drunk know.
just a christmas day to remember
on this cold day of december....
a day of celebration, that came to a fall,
haunted nights of xmas,and masquerade ball.
-Kumiko Yamamoto
wish summer could last like hottist bay.
dad come home drunk once more
hunting me down of natures war.
i no he dosnt mean this,
the cuts an brusis how.
to take a toll of bottle,
hes way to drunk know.
just a christmas day to remember
on this cold day of december....
a day of celebration, that came to a fall,
haunted nights of xmas,and masquerade ball.
-Kumiko Yamamoto
902 reads
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sacred night
burning eyes of lies and death,
collapsing dreams of silent breath.
pulling the life out of distince,
army of souls under resestance.
crippled body soggs in murky and dust,
forever lost in the earths crust.
talking rituals in those eyes,
lallaby night of original lies.
to a new religon of all men kind,
world of horror with those of lost mind.
-Kumiko Yamamoto
collapsing dreams of silent breath.
pulling the life out of distince,
army of souls under resestance.
crippled body soggs in murky and dust,
forever lost in the earths crust.
talking rituals in those eyes,
lallaby night of original lies.
to a new religon of all men kind,
world of horror with those of lost mind.
-Kumiko Yamamoto
1076 reads
19 Comments
Jujitsu
im hard to uncover..my moves so quick..
invade your soul with eyes so slik.
I spin, block, strangle,and joint lock….
grabb your hand I will block..
purple Belt without yellow belt Gokyu..
Just do it.. Nikyu.
Brown Belt Dwight D. Ikkyu….
Green Belt i step tall... Yonkyu
Blue Belt of love and fear.. structer eyes make us weak
Sankyu...
I stand tall of black belt Shodan..
2nd degree black belt also a Nidan.
-Kumiko Yamamoto
note steps of jujitsu..kinnda scatterd tho.. :P
invade your soul with eyes so slik.
I spin, block, strangle,and joint lock….
grabb your hand I will block..
purple Belt without yellow belt Gokyu..
Just do it.. Nikyu.
Brown Belt Dwight D. Ikkyu….
Green Belt i step tall... Yonkyu
Blue Belt of love and fear.. structer eyes make us weak
Sankyu...
I stand tall of black belt Shodan..
2nd degree black belt also a Nidan.
-Kumiko Yamamoto
note steps of jujitsu..kinnda scatterd tho.. :P
1171 reads
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