Submissions by Arthur (The literate one)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
14th Sep 2014 6:46am
14th Sep 2014 6:46am
The King Of Hell
The King Of Hell
You are the king,
The king of hell.
The faceless one,
That no one sees.
You lie, you cheat,
For your pleasure.
No remorse, no mercy,
No life spared.
Your place in hell,
Upon the throne.
You could beat the devil,
At his own treacherous game.
Blood be spilled, life be taken,
Not a finger, would you lift.
No remorse, no mercy,
No life spared.
The strings you pull,
The people your puppets.
Your world your sandbox,
In which, you control every grain.
You manipulate, you control,...
You are the king,
The king of hell.
The faceless one,
That no one sees.
You lie, you cheat,
For your pleasure.
No remorse, no mercy,
No life spared.
Your place in hell,
Upon the throne.
You could beat the devil,
At his own treacherous game.
Blood be spilled, life be taken,
Not a finger, would you lift.
No remorse, no mercy,
No life spared.
The strings you pull,
The people your puppets.
Your world your sandbox,
In which, you control every grain.
You manipulate, you control,...
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Sep 2014 2:07am
14th Sep 2014 2:07am
The Host
The Host
You are the host,
The one the world sees.
Everything we do,
Is done by you.
The life you live,
Is not always your choice.
Your life a collection,
Of shared moments.
A collection,
Of masks.
Which to the world,
Are all you.
No difference,
No change.
To them,
We're the same.
You take the blame,
That is unjustly yours.
We comfort,
We try.
But we are the hurt,
We can ruin, the chance to gain.
And only a poison,
Can cure the cancer.
You are the host,
The one the world sees.
Everything we do,
Is done by you.
The life you live,
Is not always your choice.
Your life a collection,
Of shared moments.
A collection,
Of masks.
Which to the world,
Are all you.
No difference,
No change.
To them,
We're the same.
You take the blame,
That is unjustly yours.
We comfort,
We try.
But we are the hurt,
We can ruin, the chance to gain.
And only a poison,
Can cure the cancer.
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Sep 2014 10:48am
9th Sep 2014 10:48am
The Only Girl
The Only Girl
The only girl amidst the men,
A rose with many thorns.
Some are blunt, some are sharp,
But all, a protecting thorn for you.
The stem on which you grow,
Dead and withered in parts.
But yours still the prettiest,
A beauty yet unseen.
A beauty that can not be seen,
Not by them, him, or me.
A beauty incomparable,
A beauty never to be beheld.
A life lived behind a mask,
A mask unknown, by those who see it.
A mask in a collection,
Hanging on a wall.
Grouped together,
Like a bukeye of roses.
...
The only girl amidst the men,
A rose with many thorns.
Some are blunt, some are sharp,
But all, a protecting thorn for you.
The stem on which you grow,
Dead and withered in parts.
But yours still the prettiest,
A beauty yet unseen.
A beauty that can not be seen,
Not by them, him, or me.
A beauty incomparable,
A beauty never to be beheld.
A life lived behind a mask,
A mask unknown, by those who see it.
A mask in a collection,
Hanging on a wall.
Grouped together,
Like a bukeye of roses.
...
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DARK POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2014 7:35am
22nd Aug 2014 7:35am
a sea of darkness, down to the pit
The darkness is all around me,
A dark pulsating sea.
a sea trying to drown me,
why can't you see?
you stand there watching,
as I sink down to the dark things.
and I'm slowly drowning,
falling to the place, where the evil sings.
the darkness pulls me down,
and all you do is frown.
Do you enjoy this?
watching me die?
I hear them hiss,
fallen angles of the sky.
the devils laughing,
they know I'm here,
they know I'm coming...
I scream for help, why don't you hear?
I've finished drowning, this is it, ...
A dark pulsating sea.
a sea trying to drown me,
why can't you see?
you stand there watching,
as I sink down to the dark things.
and I'm slowly drowning,
falling to the place, where the evil sings.
the darkness pulls me down,
and all you do is frown.
Do you enjoy this?
watching me die?
I hear them hiss,
fallen angles of the sky.
the devils laughing,
they know I'm here,
they know I'm coming...
I scream for help, why don't you hear?
I've finished drowning, this is it, ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Aug 2014 9:58pm
11th Aug 2014 9:58pm
Selective Breeding
Weeds are bad,
But why is this so?
Just like grass,
They too grow.
Weeds are disliked,
Like the drink that's spiked.
But why is this so?
Who's to say they shouldn't grow?
The weed is unwanted,
Like a murderer hunted.
But what crime did it commit?
Why should it not, be free to sit?
Thickly they may grow,
But grass even more so.
Who's to say they should not grow?
Why should their seed not be sow?
Weeds are bad,
But why is this so?
Just like grass,
They too grow.
If all things living, were for cared,...
But why is this so?
Just like grass,
They too grow.
Weeds are disliked,
Like the drink that's spiked.
But why is this so?
Who's to say they shouldn't grow?
The weed is unwanted,
Like a murderer hunted.
But what crime did it commit?
Why should it not, be free to sit?
Thickly they may grow,
But grass even more so.
Who's to say they should not grow?
Why should their seed not be sow?
Weeds are bad,
But why is this so?
Just like grass,
They too grow.
If all things living, were for cared,...
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ANGER POEM
Published
8th Aug 2014 11:31am
8th Aug 2014 11:31am
I GOT AN 'A'
I got an A,
you want it too?
well sorry but, this skill,
is not for you...
your quite jealous...?
its obvious, you don't need to tell us.
so my next work you copy,
and claim as your own.
and hand it up first, so it looks,
like it came from YOUR chrome dome.
well this lie is quite plain,
as it contains proper english.
and the best you can do,
is rarely finish.
so if your going to copy,
don't make it sloppy.
because the teacher read, the UNCHANGED name,
and that you d*ck, was the end of your game...
you want it too?
well sorry but, this skill,
is not for you...
your quite jealous...?
its obvious, you don't need to tell us.
so my next work you copy,
and claim as your own.
and hand it up first, so it looks,
like it came from YOUR chrome dome.
well this lie is quite plain,
as it contains proper english.
and the best you can do,
is rarely finish.
so if your going to copy,
don't make it sloppy.
because the teacher read, the UNCHANGED name,
and that you d*ck, was the end of your game...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Aug 2014 9:27am
4th Aug 2014 9:27am
Silence
SILENCE
The sound of silence
the only sound un heard
the only sound that can be heard
amidst no sound of others
the sound that does nothing
but does everything.
it fills the void, when nothing else does
it is every where, just outside you range of hearing.
it is the sound of peace
as peace is nothing.
the supreme peaceful silence will fall
once endless war, has ended all.
SILENCE
The sound of silence
the only sound un heard
the only sound that can be heard
amidst no sound of others
the sound that does nothing
but does everything.
it fills the void, when nothing else does
it is every where, just outside you range of hearing.
it is the sound of peace
as peace is nothing.
the supreme peaceful silence will fall
once endless war, has ended all.
SILENCE
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Jul 2014 11:15am
30th Jul 2014 11:15am
As if i were your Romeo
Roses are red
Violets may have been blue
Even then, not a pretty as you.
By many desired like that Juliet
Even if opposed, by many a foe
Love me as if I were your Romeo...
Violets may have been blue
Even then, not a pretty as you.
By many desired like that Juliet
Even if opposed, by many a foe
Love me as if I were your Romeo...
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Jul 2014 11:12am
30th Jul 2014 11:12am
A Silent Night
A Silent Night.
I sit upon this cold park bench
Watching the sun set behind the city.
As the light fades,
The city uncovered,
Out come the monsters of the night.
The protective sun
Hidden once more,
Its hold on the darkness broken.
On come the lamps
But they do not last,
As the monsters break those feeble shields.
The men come striding
They target the lights,
One shot after another.
The moonlight comes
Revealing the faces,
Of the men, come to get me.
The clouds come over ...
I sit upon this cold park bench
Watching the sun set behind the city.
As the light fades,
The city uncovered,
Out come the monsters of the night.
The protective sun
Hidden once more,
Its hold on the darkness broken.
On come the lamps
But they do not last,
As the monsters break those feeble shields.
The men come striding
They target the lights,
One shot after another.
The moonlight comes
Revealing the faces,
Of the men, come to get me.
The clouds come over ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Jul 2014 10:01am
14th Jul 2014 10:01am
Humanity, a parasite
Humanity is a parasite,
The Earth it's dying host
We drain it slowly of the oil
That is it's given blood.
Deeper we dig through it's veins
Of iron ore and gold,
Slowly closer to the heart.
We burn it's blood
Like a deadly poison.
We fight each other
For the fun of killing,
That on which we reside.
Our world is doomed to die
And we will not care.
From our dead home we shall fly,
For nothing will be left there.
The Earth it's dying host
We drain it slowly of the oil
That is it's given blood.
Deeper we dig through it's veins
Of iron ore and gold,
Slowly closer to the heart.
We burn it's blood
Like a deadly poison.
We fight each other
For the fun of killing,
That on which we reside.
Our world is doomed to die
And we will not care.
From our dead home we shall fly,
For nothing will be left there.
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jul 2014 2:29am
14th Jul 2014 2:29am
I gave to her my heart
I gave to her my heart
And she stole it from me.
With one look,
Her beauty took me.
The wind in her hair,
The waves they shook me.
Her every word,
Music for me.
With one touch,
She had hooked me.
I had money,
I was a bank to her.
I did what she wanted,
I was a slave to her.
Our love was intense,
I was a toy to her.
She was the one,
My deep love for her.
I gave to her my heart
And she stole it from me.
Now I beg for it back
With deaths silent plea...
And she stole it from me.
With one look,
Her beauty took me.
The wind in her hair,
The waves they shook me.
Her every word,
Music for me.
With one touch,
She had hooked me.
I had money,
I was a bank to her.
I did what she wanted,
I was a slave to her.
Our love was intense,
I was a toy to her.
She was the one,
My deep love for her.
I gave to her my heart
And she stole it from me.
Now I beg for it back
With deaths silent plea...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Jul 2014 7:53am
11th Jul 2014 7:53am
Our dying world
Our world is dull and grey.
But I'm not colour blind as some may say.
I can see the colours you do,
The grass is green and the sky is blue.
but our world dying, its plain to see,
The grass dies brown and the sky falls red upon the sea.
The grass will wilt as its life runs out.
The sky turns dark as the sun gives out.
The grass fades yellow to brown as its long life slips away,
And the sun has gone its warmth no more, our light now from stars Far away.
They've been here so long, their leave is due.
I wish they...
But I'm not colour blind as some may say.
I can see the colours you do,
The grass is green and the sky is blue.
but our world dying, its plain to see,
The grass dies brown and the sky falls red upon the sea.
The grass will wilt as its life runs out.
The sky turns dark as the sun gives out.
The grass fades yellow to brown as its long life slips away,
And the sun has gone its warmth no more, our light now from stars Far away.
They've been here so long, their leave is due.
I wish they...
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