Submissions by AltairEndian
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
14th Jul 2019 8:37am
14th Jul 2019 8:37am
The Song of Stones
In the wasteland, in the valley
Where no streams flow lie the stones
Dust and ashes tell their stories
Tales are told among the bones
Wanderers fear them, demons near them
Speak of cruelties of man
Stones where there when heaven burned down
And the snake-spawned war began
Angels weep each time they see them
They remain when chaos grows
Flowers die, stones are eternal
Silence, hear their music flows
They will see the night and they have seen the dawn
Kings of one place, wearing a solitary crown
In...
Where no streams flow lie the stones
Dust and ashes tell their stories
Tales are told among the bones
Wanderers fear them, demons near them
Speak of cruelties of man
Stones where there when heaven burned down
And the snake-spawned war began
Angels weep each time they see them
They remain when chaos grows
Flowers die, stones are eternal
Silence, hear their music flows
They will see the night and they have seen the dawn
Kings of one place, wearing a solitary crown
In...
#love
#dark
#God
#music
#gratitude
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2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
14th Jul 2019 8:37am
14th Jul 2019 8:37am
When the masks fall
The theater was silent
The stage was set
A thousand eyes examining its slightest tremble
Made it seem like glowing with anticipation
In a circle all around the stage they sit
Under the starlit sky
A beautiful summer night carries them to a land of dreams
As the actors appear and the play begins
They are moving forward, coming from the south and facing towards the north
In slow motion they crawl
On their hands and their feet and the movement of them all
Seems like the wind trying to move a stone
This goes on for an...
The stage was set
A thousand eyes examining its slightest tremble
Made it seem like glowing with anticipation
In a circle all around the stage they sit
Under the starlit sky
A beautiful summer night carries them to a land of dreams
As the actors appear and the play begins
They are moving forward, coming from the south and facing towards the north
In slow motion they crawl
On their hands and their feet and the movement of them all
Seems like the wind trying to move a stone
This goes on for an...
#devil
#angels
#apocalypse
#mythology
#redemption
516 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jun 2019 5:00pm
20th Jun 2019 5:00pm
The Forgotten
I see you hanging your head low
The mark of failure on your face
I see it in your eyes and know
That you are one of them
One of the forgotten
I love the awe as much as any man
The ones who make it bring us joy, inspire
But when the top becomes your sole desire
This disturbed message that you can
"Achieve everything if you work hard
If you believe"
So when you fail, what these words tell you
Is that it's your own fault
Did you not work enough?
Were you not dedicated?
Where was your belief? ...
The mark of failure on your face
I see it in your eyes and know
That you are one of them
One of the forgotten
I love the awe as much as any man
The ones who make it bring us joy, inspire
But when the top becomes your sole desire
This disturbed message that you can
"Achieve everything if you work hard
If you believe"
So when you fail, what these words tell you
Is that it's your own fault
Did you not work enough?
Were you not dedicated?
Where was your belief? ...
#respect
#SelfWorth
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1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
16th Jun 2019 12:08pm
16th Jun 2019 12:08pm
The sword of hearts
If this is passive, very well, I'll go on the offensive
No girls breaking hearts here, promise
I'm not putting nothing straight anywhere
But I implore you, parasite, hear
The lecture has begun, sit down and shut up
I buy my metaphors
At the well of the muse herself
And unlike yours
Mine do not rot on a dry, untouched shelf
For my heart beats out a song that moves her
My metaphors are her gift for my song, that's how I get them, Sir
What have you ever done but haunted others?
So pompously, I laugh, cause yours is not one...
No girls breaking hearts here, promise
I'm not putting nothing straight anywhere
But I implore you, parasite, hear
The lecture has begun, sit down and shut up
I buy my metaphors
At the well of the muse herself
And unlike yours
Mine do not rot on a dry, untouched shelf
For my heart beats out a song that moves her
My metaphors are her gift for my song, that's how I get them, Sir
What have you ever done but haunted others?
So pompously, I laugh, cause yours is not one...
#kindness
#hope
#courage
#motivational
#honesty
501 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
8th Jun 2019 7:40pm
8th Jun 2019 7:40pm
Fate has left me
On this morning
On this bright summer day
I see upon my way
A mark
A stone
I turn
It round, and it says:
"Fate has left you"
No fate to guide me
I do not know who I am anymore
Fate used to be my light
The thing that opened every door
Because I knew there was a plan for me
Now I'm not so sure
Born into this world for nothing, can that be?
If fate is right, and denial of it wrong
Is this the image of a man who's truly free?
I wonder whether fate has always been my guardian
And...
On this bright summer day
I see upon my way
A mark
A stone
I turn
It round, and it says:
"Fate has left you"
No fate to guide me
I do not know who I am anymore
Fate used to be my light
The thing that opened every door
Because I knew there was a plan for me
Now I'm not so sure
Born into this world for nothing, can that be?
If fate is right, and denial of it wrong
Is this the image of a man who's truly free?
I wonder whether fate has always been my guardian
And...
#identity
#learning
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
498 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
27th May 2019 12:04pm
27th May 2019 12:04pm
The Enemy
A pyramid, before my eyes
And they have said, that deep inside
A vault of treasures lies
Dangers await in the chambers
Not from traps, but from a hunter
Who is there to guard all treasure
Riches beyond thought and measure
The enemy
Chamber by chamber, but nothing I found
Trapped by a darkness blinding my eyes
For on the walls around
There are mirrors
And on their surface there is me
Just staring, not knowing the way
I wonder, if I dare to stay
Will I find the enemy?
Longer and...
And they have said, that deep inside
A vault of treasures lies
Dangers await in the chambers
Not from traps, but from a hunter
Who is there to guard all treasure
Riches beyond thought and measure
The enemy
Chamber by chamber, but nothing I found
Trapped by a darkness blinding my eyes
For on the walls around
There are mirrors
And on their surface there is me
Just staring, not knowing the way
I wonder, if I dare to stay
Will I find the enemy?
Longer and...
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
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1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
27th May 2019 12:03pm
27th May 2019 12:03pm
The Angel's Crown
Once an angel who roamed the earth
Saw a demon forge darkness so deep she may drown
And on that day all that made her an angel
Was given a name: The angel’s crown
The crown is her kindness
The crown is devotion
To help man rise above all that is evil
And stand against servants of the devil
And in those days there was a great city
filled with poor people who were suffering
so many enslaved, because some in the middle
Where building a tower towards the heavens
“The power’s in your hands
To tear them down and to...
Saw a demon forge darkness so deep she may drown
And on that day all that made her an angel
Was given a name: The angel’s crown
The crown is her kindness
The crown is devotion
To help man rise above all that is evil
And stand against servants of the devil
And in those days there was a great city
filled with poor people who were suffering
so many enslaved, because some in the middle
Where building a tower towards the heavens
“The power’s in your hands
To tear them down and to...
#dark
#city
#angels
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2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
24th Apr 2019 9:53pm
24th Apr 2019 9:53pm
And he was home
And his eyes now see it clearly
What was lost so long ago...
Run, he runs
The sound of drums
No one is coming, but still he hears them
Madness has him in his grip
Squeezing tighter, steps now lighter
Light until the breaking point
Every high flier must come down
Darkness left, taken the crown
Through the darkness that arose
It was lost so long ago
The dream left him
Crashed and burning
Nearly no life and no yearning
Left within a shattered soul
And the pathways through this night ...
What was lost so long ago...
Run, he runs
The sound of drums
No one is coming, but still he hears them
Madness has him in his grip
Squeezing tighter, steps now lighter
Light until the breaking point
Every high flier must come down
Darkness left, taken the crown
Through the darkness that arose
It was lost so long ago
The dream left him
Crashed and burning
Nearly no life and no yearning
Left within a shattered soul
And the pathways through this night ...
#dreams
#inspirational
480 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Mar 2019 5:57pm
17th Mar 2019 5:57pm
In these moments
In these moments, when the past is overwhelming
In these moments, when there’s nothing but the scream
Of your soul, reapeating it: “I’m sorry”
when regret is drowning, no hope of a dream
In these moments it comes back with force and passion
In these moments when it mocks your good intent
In the outcome lie the demons of your sin
In the outcome echoes fear of failing once again
In these moments there’s no feeling in your heart to save you
No messiah, you can not command the storm to just be still
Just a human, but when the heart...
In these moments, when there’s nothing but the scream
Of your soul, reapeating it: “I’m sorry”
when regret is drowning, no hope of a dream
In these moments it comes back with force and passion
In these moments when it mocks your good intent
In the outcome lie the demons of your sin
In the outcome echoes fear of failing once again
In these moments there’s no feeling in your heart to save you
No messiah, you can not command the storm to just be still
Just a human, but when the heart...
#courage
#inspirational
575 reads
4 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
8th Mar 2019 7:54am
8th Mar 2019 7:54am
The song of a demon
After the great battle was over
What in those stories they do not tell
Is that nothing was truly over
For this demon, condemned to hell
“You shall not seek power!”, oh what does he know
About how it is to dwell in the shadow
Loving indeed! banned for one mistake
The love shown to a witch on a stake
Do you think I wanted this?
Do you think I yearned?
For the flames and fire of hell?
Is this truly what I’ve earned?
Have you never stumbled, my listener
And did you never fall?
How do you proclaim me, piously ...
What in those stories they do not tell
Is that nothing was truly over
For this demon, condemned to hell
“You shall not seek power!”, oh what does he know
About how it is to dwell in the shadow
Loving indeed! banned for one mistake
The love shown to a witch on a stake
Do you think I wanted this?
Do you think I yearned?
For the flames and fire of hell?
Is this truly what I’ve earned?
Have you never stumbled, my listener
And did you never fall?
How do you proclaim me, piously ...
#mythology
#redemption
#curse
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