Submissions by AscheZuAsche
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Jul 2015 4:06pm
28th Jul 2015 4:06pm
PreOwned Doll
There is nothing for him I haven't already thought or felt before.
I tried to give myself a chance, but it just doesn't seem fair anymore.
He wants to be special to me, and I am trying so hard
to be strong and faithful, and hide all the scars
that you've etched into me
but I don't know how much longer I can hide it.
I feel a crippling pain in my chest; I don't know how to describe it -
this feeling like I'm betraying you.
What is this misguided loyalty?
How could you not feel guilty,
why do I feel what you should?
How did you leave me so...
I tried to give myself a chance, but it just doesn't seem fair anymore.
He wants to be special to me, and I am trying so hard
to be strong and faithful, and hide all the scars
that you've etched into me
but I don't know how much longer I can hide it.
I feel a crippling pain in my chest; I don't know how to describe it -
this feeling like I'm betraying you.
What is this misguided loyalty?
How could you not feel guilty,
why do I feel what you should?
How did you leave me so...
744 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Mar 2015 00:02am
27th Mar 2015 00:02am
Blur
There's nothing left to say,
Nothing to type, Soundless words...
Perhaps it is better this way,
with the silence so tangible.
A cold hand grips me;
How I wish it were yours...
The second hand moves so slowly,
slowly... the screen blurs.
Out of focus, my eyes wander.
There's nothing I can do.
I cannot reply, nor say goodbye...
But never could I hate you.
Nothing to type, Soundless words...
Perhaps it is better this way,
with the silence so tangible.
A cold hand grips me;
How I wish it were yours...
The second hand moves so slowly,
slowly... the screen blurs.
Out of focus, my eyes wander.
There's nothing I can do.
I cannot reply, nor say goodbye...
But never could I hate you.
776 reads
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
26th Mar 2015 11:14pm
26th Mar 2015 11:14pm
Black Rose Ephemeral
Being with me is kind of like being given a rose on a lovely day.
It's beautiful, and somehow special... despite the simple and cliche nature of the gesture.
You accept it with the utmost gratitude - perhaps even honor - as you carefully avoid the thorns on the stem...
You wish to cherish it, maybe even show it off some; so you put it in a vase, and place it somewhere open -- being sure to give it plenty of water, and cut the stem just right so it will keep longer...
But with time, it loses it's charm.
The beauty withers, and the sweet scent grows stronger as the...
It's beautiful, and somehow special... despite the simple and cliche nature of the gesture.
You accept it with the utmost gratitude - perhaps even honor - as you carefully avoid the thorns on the stem...
You wish to cherish it, maybe even show it off some; so you put it in a vase, and place it somewhere open -- being sure to give it plenty of water, and cut the stem just right so it will keep longer...
But with time, it loses it's charm.
The beauty withers, and the sweet scent grows stronger as the...
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Mar 2015 12:30pm
20th Mar 2015 12:30pm
Non so Più
And all there were, were messages
Words upon a dimlit screen.
That's all there was, now nothing.
There's no evidence to be seen
Of whatever it was we had before,
Now there's naught but memories -
But those blur; they blur and fade.
Time will surely steal you from me...
Snatch every last bit of you away.
Words upon a dimlit screen.
That's all there was, now nothing.
There's no evidence to be seen
Of whatever it was we had before,
Now there's naught but memories -
But those blur; they blur and fade.
Time will surely steal you from me...
Snatch every last bit of you away.
702 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Mar 2015 3:27am
20th Mar 2015 3:27am
Paraphe
You wormed your way into my heart,
And spread like cancer to my mind.
Your words were sharp as razorblades
As with my own hands you signed
Your name upon my skin.
And spread like cancer to my mind.
Your words were sharp as razorblades
As with my own hands you signed
Your name upon my skin.
751 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
20th Mar 2015 3:04am
20th Mar 2015 3:04am
"Minutes... tick by."
Oh, please don't let me
waste your time.
I mean, it's not like I
was was dumb enough
To give you all of mine...
Or to care enough to want
Any of yours.
waste your time.
I mean, it's not like I
was was dumb enough
To give you all of mine...
Or to care enough to want
Any of yours.
701 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
17th Mar 2015 3:03am
17th Mar 2015 3:03am
Può Solo Mancarmi Ciò Che Riesco a Ricordare
Amnesia, amnesia
Kiss me goodnight.
Dear anesthesia,
Take it from me.
Get rid of this poison
That was once so sweet.
Take the memories
Of whom I may never meet
Amnesia, amnesia...
I won't miss you.
It hurts, I can't...
Mai più.
Mai più....
Kiss me goodnight.
Dear anesthesia,
Take it from me.
Get rid of this poison
That was once so sweet.
Take the memories
Of whom I may never meet
Amnesia, amnesia...
I won't miss you.
It hurts, I can't...
Mai più.
Mai più....
781 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Mar 2015 3:30am
13th Mar 2015 3:30am
Preamble to the Eulogy of a Beloved Daemon
When I hear your name
It isn't the same
As it once was, before...
But there was something amiss,
You hadn't signed up for this.
But this time, you'd better be sure:
Is this something that you
Truly want to do?
Leave, so you hurt me no more?
Do you want in or out?
Do you prefer with or without?
Choose wisely, and I'll hold the door...
It isn't the same
As it once was, before...
But there was something amiss,
You hadn't signed up for this.
But this time, you'd better be sure:
Is this something that you
Truly want to do?
Leave, so you hurt me no more?
Do you want in or out?
Do you prefer with or without?
Choose wisely, and I'll hold the door...
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2015 10:40pm
22nd Feb 2015 10:40pm
Du verlässt mich, so brenne Ich.
Verließ auf mich allein,
Ich begann zu mit Feuer spielen.
Ich zündete mir selbst in Flammen
In mein Überheblichkeit...
Und somit die Asche bleiben
"You leave me, I'm dying"
(Also means "You leave me, thus I burn")
"Left to my own devices
I began to play with fire.
I lit myself ablaze
In my arrogance...
And thus remain the ashes."
Ich begann zu mit Feuer spielen.
Ich zündete mir selbst in Flammen
In mein Überheblichkeit...
Und somit die Asche bleiben
"You leave me, I'm dying"
(Also means "You leave me, thus I burn")
"Left to my own devices
I began to play with fire.
I lit myself ablaze
In my arrogance...
And thus remain the ashes."
784 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2015 5:29am
22nd Feb 2015 5:29am
Warte Nur
It's not that I
don't care enough
To cry
because you're gone.
I just know
This cannot be the end.
Wherever you go,
We will meet again;
This, to you I hereby swear.
For when you die,
I will be there...
Waiting.
don't care enough
To cry
because you're gone.
I just know
This cannot be the end.
Wherever you go,
We will meet again;
This, to you I hereby swear.
For when you die,
I will be there...
Waiting.
781 reads
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