Submissions by Benaditus (Robert)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My Name is Robert, and I usually write dark/sad/morbid poetry. There are times however, that I have creative spurts that throw me in a different direction.
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Feb 2015 2:51am
11th Feb 2015 2:51am
Velvet Rose...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
7th Feb 2015 11:19pm
7th Feb 2015 11:19pm
The Affliction of Addiction
When I am with you...
pain melts away.
Everything you do...
brightens my day.
When we embrace...
time stands still.
Joy rules this face...
emotions instill.
Euphoric seduction...
warming my soul.
Your sweet corruption...
devours me whole.
As time passes on...
I notice a change.
When you are gone...
I feel so strange.
Without you here...
I'm walking blind.
Swallowed by fear...
soulfully confined.
Sadness consumes...
taking its toll.
Misery looms,
I lose...
pain melts away.
Everything you do...
brightens my day.
When we embrace...
time stands still.
Joy rules this face...
emotions instill.
Euphoric seduction...
warming my soul.
Your sweet corruption...
devours me whole.
As time passes on...
I notice a change.
When you are gone...
I feel so strange.
Without you here...
I'm walking blind.
Swallowed by fear...
soulfully confined.
Sadness consumes...
taking its toll.
Misery looms,
I lose...
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Feb 2015 4:43am
7th Feb 2015 4:43am
Kiss of the Night (Parts 1 & 2)
Another lonesome night in my bed,
lonely thoughts frolic in my head.
As I was sitting...staring at the floor
Suddenly I heard a knock at the door.
I got out of bed to answer the call,
but no one was there...no one at all.
I returned to my room, utterly annoyed,
returning to my lonely void.
Then, through the window, I saw a shape,
wearing some sort of cloak or cape...
It looked like a woman, but hard to tell,
and my curiosity began to swell.
I searched around, outside my home,
and found a page, torn from a tome.
It took a...
lonely thoughts frolic in my head.
As I was sitting...staring at the floor
Suddenly I heard a knock at the door.
I got out of bed to answer the call,
but no one was there...no one at all.
I returned to my room, utterly annoyed,
returning to my lonely void.
Then, through the window, I saw a shape,
wearing some sort of cloak or cape...
It looked like a woman, but hard to tell,
and my curiosity began to swell.
I searched around, outside my home,
and found a page, torn from a tome.
It took a...
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STORY POEM
Published
28th Jan 2015 00:37am
28th Jan 2015 00:37am
Center Stage (Act II)
Here I am, alone once more...
as wind blows dust across the floor.
The tome still empty upon the stage,
mold and age plague each page.
Tattered and barren, just like me...
put on display for all to see.
And as I walk upon the set,
I am reminded of her silhouette.
A spotlight shined on upon the floor,
reminding me of something more.
The flower blossoms that once were here,
left a token shaped like a tear.
On the floor, where teardrops stained...
a single pedal is all that remained.
I now remember her luminance,
As a...
as wind blows dust across the floor.
The tome still empty upon the stage,
mold and age plague each page.
Tattered and barren, just like me...
put on display for all to see.
And as I walk upon the set,
I am reminded of her silhouette.
A spotlight shined on upon the floor,
reminding me of something more.
The flower blossoms that once were here,
left a token shaped like a tear.
On the floor, where teardrops stained...
a single pedal is all that remained.
I now remember her luminance,
As a...
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DARK POEM
Published
24th Jan 2015 7:53pm
24th Jan 2015 7:53pm
The Fallen One
Some say life is but a dream,
where golden futures shimmer and gleam.
They often spread notions of joy,
telling of much to embrace and enjoy.
But this dream has faded...turning dark,
dousing any hopeful spark.
The nightmare begins...taking its toll,
rending the mind, body, and soul.
For years the torment is endured,
causing perceptions to be obscured.
Yet you struggle, attempting once more...
to step on through the long sealed door.
From the nightmare you awaken,
feeling frightened, feeling shaken.
You...
where golden futures shimmer and gleam.
They often spread notions of joy,
telling of much to embrace and enjoy.
But this dream has faded...turning dark,
dousing any hopeful spark.
The nightmare begins...taking its toll,
rending the mind, body, and soul.
For years the torment is endured,
causing perceptions to be obscured.
Yet you struggle, attempting once more...
to step on through the long sealed door.
From the nightmare you awaken,
feeling frightened, feeling shaken.
You...
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2015 1:32am
22nd Jan 2015 1:32am
Seeds of Sorrow
Day to day I am greeted,
by a feeling often repeated,
sorrow has been deeply seeded...
deeply seeded within me...
Words of comfort go unheeded,
often feeling neglected...cheated,
the cycle is never completed,
But few will ever see.
Though this heart has often pleaded...
rarely receiving what is needed.
Always hoped, but always defeated,
This heart may never be free...
Passion's fire has receded,
desires now barren and depleted,
finally the sadness has succeeded,
burying a love that cannot be.
by a feeling often repeated,
sorrow has been deeply seeded...
deeply seeded within me...
Words of comfort go unheeded,
often feeling neglected...cheated,
the cycle is never completed,
But few will ever see.
Though this heart has often pleaded...
rarely receiving what is needed.
Always hoped, but always defeated,
This heart may never be free...
Passion's fire has receded,
desires now barren and depleted,
finally the sadness has succeeded,
burying a love that cannot be.
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Jan 2015 11:36pm
14th Jan 2015 11:36pm
Hollow Whispers
Wandering whispers...from my core,
Are beckoning for something more.
They are nothing but hollow pleas,
pulling this puppet to its knees.
Echoing through this fetid tomb,
where all aspirations were consumed.
The heart is as hollow as my dreams,
splitting, and cracking at the seams.
The lone heart shattered into shards,
apparently love...was not in the cards.
Are beckoning for something more.
They are nothing but hollow pleas,
pulling this puppet to its knees.
Echoing through this fetid tomb,
where all aspirations were consumed.
The heart is as hollow as my dreams,
splitting, and cracking at the seams.
The lone heart shattered into shards,
apparently love...was not in the cards.
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Jan 2015 8:39am
10th Jan 2015 8:39am
Emphasis (of Sentiment)
STILL...
Seemingly unwanted.
ILL...
as the heart ever taunted.
WHY...
Must I advance?
I...
have no hopes of romance.
TAKE...
all emotion from me.
FAKE...
is all that you'll be.
PAIN...
echoes throughout.
VAIN...
removing all doubt.
NOW...
That all dreams are gone,
HOW...
will I ever move on?
KNOW...
I am passionate still.
THOUGH...
fates do as they will.
DEAD...
is the hope once inside.
BLED...
as the fire has died.
Seemingly unwanted.
ILL...
as the heart ever taunted.
WHY...
Must I advance?
I...
have no hopes of romance.
TAKE...
all emotion from me.
FAKE...
is all that you'll be.
PAIN...
echoes throughout.
VAIN...
removing all doubt.
NOW...
That all dreams are gone,
HOW...
will I ever move on?
KNOW...
I am passionate still.
THOUGH...
fates do as they will.
DEAD...
is the hope once inside.
BLED...
as the fire has died.
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STORY POEM
Published
21st Dec 2014 10:34pm
21st Dec 2014 10:34pm
Genesis of Pride
In the vastness of heaven, the kingdom of light,
The creator sat upon her throne.
At this time, there were no angels in sight...
so she ruled the kingdom alone.
She decided, that she would manifest...
a being that could mirror affection.
So she plunged her hand into her chest,
withdrawing a piece of perfection.
The light that she held in hand,
had no equal in the expanse of space.
The radiance had illuminated the land,
with the mother's splendorous grace.
She then tore a piece of her flesh,
and molded it around the soul....
The creator sat upon her throne.
At this time, there were no angels in sight...
so she ruled the kingdom alone.
She decided, that she would manifest...
a being that could mirror affection.
So she plunged her hand into her chest,
withdrawing a piece of perfection.
The light that she held in hand,
had no equal in the expanse of space.
The radiance had illuminated the land,
with the mother's splendorous grace.
She then tore a piece of her flesh,
and molded it around the soul....
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SELF POEM
Published
15th Dec 2014 4:43am
15th Dec 2014 4:43am
Deluge of Grief
Internally, these feelings collide,
fueling destruction deep inside.
Dreams have shattered into ash,
in the heart where emotions clash.
Relentless anguish envelops the soul,
eventually it devours me whole.
Tearing at the fabric of my mind,
extinguishing hopes that led me blind.
Lost in the void of misery within,
the abyssal spiral continues to spin.
Swallowed and pummeled by despair,
chained to the curse that I must bare.
With every single breath that is taken,
a new form of pain seems to awaken.
To the core, the soul is...
fueling destruction deep inside.
Dreams have shattered into ash,
in the heart where emotions clash.
Relentless anguish envelops the soul,
eventually it devours me whole.
Tearing at the fabric of my mind,
extinguishing hopes that led me blind.
Lost in the void of misery within,
the abyssal spiral continues to spin.
Swallowed and pummeled by despair,
chained to the curse that I must bare.
With every single breath that is taken,
a new form of pain seems to awaken.
To the core, the soul is...
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Dec 2014 11:31pm
5th Dec 2014 11:31pm
Conversion in Expression (Parts 1 & 2 "Eternal Reprise"& "Mirrored Agony"))
A poet tries to empty his mind,
to free the thoughts best left behind..
He pulls out, the blank white pages,
so he can vent all of his swollen rages.
Yet the paper, it is thin indeed...
unable to compensate.
It could not absorb all he would bleed,
in his dark and vulnerable state.
So be it his fate...to self terminate?
Will it initiate if I instigate?
Should I wait...as the screams resonate?
For his hate, proceeds to enervate.
Festering alone, in the prison of bone,
his dwindling spirit decays.
Must he atone...for the...
to free the thoughts best left behind..
He pulls out, the blank white pages,
so he can vent all of his swollen rages.
Yet the paper, it is thin indeed...
unable to compensate.
It could not absorb all he would bleed,
in his dark and vulnerable state.
So be it his fate...to self terminate?
Will it initiate if I instigate?
Should I wait...as the screams resonate?
For his hate, proceeds to enervate.
Festering alone, in the prison of bone,
his dwindling spirit decays.
Must he atone...for the...
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DARK POEM
Published
5th Dec 2014 5:12am
5th Dec 2014 5:12am
The Endless Halls
Deep within the hollowed dark,
echoing silence, reigns so stark.
I peer deeply into obscurity,
gripped by terror in its purity.
Overcome by an eerie chill,
frightened, fearful, but frozen still.
A loud shriek made my heart beat quicker,
and the dim lit lights began to flicker.
The sound sent chills up my back,
forcing me deeper into the liquid black.
I begin to quicken my pace,
while my heart continues to race.
Further I delve in the abysmal realm,
discord as my guide, with fear at the helm.
The lights...
echoing silence, reigns so stark.
I peer deeply into obscurity,
gripped by terror in its purity.
Overcome by an eerie chill,
frightened, fearful, but frozen still.
A loud shriek made my heart beat quicker,
and the dim lit lights began to flicker.
The sound sent chills up my back,
forcing me deeper into the liquid black.
I begin to quicken my pace,
while my heart continues to race.
Further I delve in the abysmal realm,
discord as my guide, with fear at the helm.
The lights...
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