Submissions by Allen_crown
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I want to become a rising star and show everyone my skills in the written word area.
Diverse? Nah, humans are all the same!
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Extremely untitled
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A constant reminder:
The black birds circle around the yard.
This Ecstasy is hitting hard.
A constant reminder of where you are.
The "friends" you party with have all gone far.
Far beyond where you can follow.
On drugs that are much harder to swallow.
Perhaps it's good you can't keep up.
This is to remind yourself, you have to stop.
This Ecstasy is hitting hard.
A constant reminder of where you are.
The "friends" you party with have all gone far.
Far beyond where you can follow.
On drugs that are much harder to swallow.
Perhaps it's good you can't keep up.
This is to remind yourself, you have to stop.
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The unremembered king:
He slew the serpent
with his hands.
And slit the neck of the urgent
whom hailed from evil lands.
He was the hero killing the one eyed troll.
His final battle
that bore his toll.
Send him to his lonely grave,
without his crown, his queen and his slaves...
with his hands.
And slit the neck of the urgent
whom hailed from evil lands.
He was the hero killing the one eyed troll.
His final battle
that bore his toll.
Send him to his lonely grave,
without his crown, his queen and his slaves...
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inspiration is a feeling your not suppose to wait for
No apologies, no excuses.
No waiting for inspiration,
Or promiscuous muses.
Just writing down what comes to mind
And judging it another time.
Will it be rude or very kind?
Plagiarized or fully mine?
No waiting for inspiration,
Or promiscuous muses.
Just writing down what comes to mind
And judging it another time.
Will it be rude or very kind?
Plagiarized or fully mine?
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To this world I chose to hate.
I am a piece of property of this world.
I will be a prisoner till I'm old.
All my deeds will be recorded.
All my secrets will be undone.
Every sin will be reported,
but one day I will have won.
On the hour of the eternal,
past the day of my demise.
Smoking Ganja in the inferno,
this world no longer will I despise.
::Allen Crown::
I will be a prisoner till I'm old.
All my deeds will be recorded.
All my secrets will be undone.
Every sin will be reported,
but one day I will have won.
On the hour of the eternal,
past the day of my demise.
Smoking Ganja in the inferno,
this world no longer will I despise.
::Allen Crown::
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Have u been there?
A black lake dark and grim.
Where foul creatures play and swim.
A weeping willow grey and old.
That bares no protection from the cold.
A broken house upon the hills.
A brewery of booze and pills.
Inhabited bye mice and hare.
You're asking me, have I been there?
::By Allen Crown::
Where foul creatures play and swim.
A weeping willow grey and old.
That bares no protection from the cold.
A broken house upon the hills.
A brewery of booze and pills.
Inhabited bye mice and hare.
You're asking me, have I been there?
::By Allen Crown::
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