Submissions by BrokynSyn
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
5th Feb 2017 2:52pm
5th Feb 2017 2:52pm
Little Me
Sweet little girl lay your head in my lap,
I'll stroke your hair softly as you take a nap.
I know it's not your fault you're not old enough to know,
But I don't like women into which you will soon grow.
Oh lovely little one with long hair and chubby cheeks,
Those puffy darling things will see many tear streaks.
I need to stop you now before it goes too far,
Before you make those mistakes and become a walking scar.
Darling girl you're so innocent and naive,
I wish I could spare you but you must leave.
I can't tell you what...
I'll stroke your hair softly as you take a nap.
I know it's not your fault you're not old enough to know,
But I don't like women into which you will soon grow.
Oh lovely little one with long hair and chubby cheeks,
Those puffy darling things will see many tear streaks.
I need to stop you now before it goes too far,
Before you make those mistakes and become a walking scar.
Darling girl you're so innocent and naive,
I wish I could spare you but you must leave.
I can't tell you what...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Feb 2017 2:41pm
5th Feb 2017 2:41pm
This Heart
I gift to you this heart shaped box,
Pray you hold it in careful hands.
Treat it well I beg of you,
And show it the love that it demands.
I'm not going to lie, it's in bad shape,
With hearts like this you never can tell.
Will it still beat as strong as before,
Has it seen the depths of hell?
Ah just here, look closely now,
Do you see that tear?
Nevermind that an accident of sorts,
That stuff tends to happen here and there.
Oh now fix your eyes on this,
A scorch mark, I don't want to lead you astray.
Give...
Pray you hold it in careful hands.
Treat it well I beg of you,
And show it the love that it demands.
I'm not going to lie, it's in bad shape,
With hearts like this you never can tell.
Will it still beat as strong as before,
Has it seen the depths of hell?
Ah just here, look closely now,
Do you see that tear?
Nevermind that an accident of sorts,
That stuff tends to happen here and there.
Oh now fix your eyes on this,
A scorch mark, I don't want to lead you astray.
Give...
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STORY POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2017 2:41am
3rd Feb 2017 2:41am
They Call Me The Wild Black Rose
Unkept and left unmaintained but still not free,
Untouched, unloved and left to be.
No one stops a moment, not even to stare,
They walk past no worry, not one silent glare.
I lay in a droop, withered and wrong,
Unwanted, uncared for and left too long.
Too much sorrow too much hurt and pain,
Darkness surrounding like a spreading stain.
I have thorns like knives that cut and prick,
A stem to shielded, not strong but thick.
My petals fall soft like tears that cry,
A bud that stays closed off and shy.
I am the colour of...
Untouched, unloved and left to be.
No one stops a moment, not even to stare,
They walk past no worry, not one silent glare.
I lay in a droop, withered and wrong,
Unwanted, uncared for and left too long.
Too much sorrow too much hurt and pain,
Darkness surrounding like a spreading stain.
I have thorns like knives that cut and prick,
A stem to shielded, not strong but thick.
My petals fall soft like tears that cry,
A bud that stays closed off and shy.
I am the colour of...
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2017 2:35am
3rd Feb 2017 2:35am
To My Husband
In the day that shines so bright,
And the darkest shade of night.
I know you are my one and only,
I feel it in the way you hold me.
In your ocean eyes so blue,
And the hope I see there too.
I know our lives are best together,
Always and deep into forever.
In our beds that we share,
And with every word of care.
I know you feel for me the same,
As I feel for you everyday.
In the loving words you speak,
And every tear you wipe from my cheek.
I know this is the very best life,
You as my husband and me...
And the darkest shade of night.
I know you are my one and only,
I feel it in the way you hold me.
In your ocean eyes so blue,
And the hope I see there too.
I know our lives are best together,
Always and deep into forever.
In our beds that we share,
And with every word of care.
I know you feel for me the same,
As I feel for you everyday.
In the loving words you speak,
And every tear you wipe from my cheek.
I know this is the very best life,
You as my husband and me...
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jun 2016 3:28pm
7th Jun 2016 3:28pm
For The Syn Of The Angel
Their life have fallen into pieces,
With no way out that didn't mean death.
It seems the pain never actually ceases,
They just want a second to catch their breath.
The Demon who once was and Angel,
And a Syn who has been nothing but.
It's a love story with a twist and tangle,
Something they wish was open and shut.
The Fallen Angel who fell in love,
When he knew he would be better to not.
For her, he would go beyond and above,
He would give her literally everything he has got.
The Brokyn Syn who let her gaurd down,
When she...
With no way out that didn't mean death.
It seems the pain never actually ceases,
They just want a second to catch their breath.
The Demon who once was and Angel,
And a Syn who has been nothing but.
It's a love story with a twist and tangle,
Something they wish was open and shut.
The Fallen Angel who fell in love,
When he knew he would be better to not.
For her, he would go beyond and above,
He would give her literally everything he has got.
The Brokyn Syn who let her gaurd down,
When she...
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jun 2016 3:10pm
7th Jun 2016 3:10pm
Fallen Angel
He feels anger he didn't even know exsisted,
He fights a war in head every day.
He is a soilder his own heart has enlisted,
And it's breaking him down in every way.
He fears the worst and expects disaster,
Gotten used to feeling betrayed,
He see's his death approaching faster,
And he is short on a reason to stay.
He wasn't always this way, he used to be sweet,
A young boy with dreams and hopes galore.
He wonder's why that memory is so hard to keep,
Why can't he be the kid he was before?
He quickly went from a...
He fights a war in head every day.
He is a soilder his own heart has enlisted,
And it's breaking him down in every way.
He fears the worst and expects disaster,
Gotten used to feeling betrayed,
He see's his death approaching faster,
And he is short on a reason to stay.
He wasn't always this way, he used to be sweet,
A young boy with dreams and hopes galore.
He wonder's why that memory is so hard to keep,
Why can't he be the kid he was before?
He quickly went from a...
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STORY POEM
Published
25th Mar 2016 7:51am
25th Mar 2016 7:51am
For The Loved
He wants to be her everything,
She doesn't see why.
He wants to remove every ounce of her pain,
She just needs one clear sign.
He knows the life they could have,
She is too scared of her past.
He wants to show her the world,
He is caught up in the spell she has cast.
She loves him but she is shadowed in fear,
Can he make her see what they could be?
The hurt she had felt so many times before,
Is the reason she feels they can not be.
Will he break her heart just like the rest?
Will he prove to her she is more then broken?...
She doesn't see why.
He wants to remove every ounce of her pain,
She just needs one clear sign.
He knows the life they could have,
She is too scared of her past.
He wants to show her the world,
He is caught up in the spell she has cast.
She loves him but she is shadowed in fear,
Can he make her see what they could be?
The hurt she had felt so many times before,
Is the reason she feels they can not be.
Will he break her heart just like the rest?
Will he prove to her she is more then broken?...
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Mar 2016 7:34am
25th Mar 2016 7:34am
BrokynSyn
Her name is Syn and that's her claim,
Her heart is broken; all that's left is her name.
She is so caught up in the writing game,
She had lost sight of life in search of fame.
What will become of this girl,
Standing fragile in this world.
She tries to stop this whirl,
the roller coaster life enough to make her hurl.
Poor little Syn burdened by hope,
Fighting day to day just to cope.
She see's no silver lining as she takes a toke,
And she writes another poem while she smokes.
Her ammo is her ink as she writes pain, ...
Her heart is broken; all that's left is her name.
She is so caught up in the writing game,
She had lost sight of life in search of fame.
What will become of this girl,
Standing fragile in this world.
She tries to stop this whirl,
the roller coaster life enough to make her hurl.
Poor little Syn burdened by hope,
Fighting day to day just to cope.
She see's no silver lining as she takes a toke,
And she writes another poem while she smokes.
Her ammo is her ink as she writes pain, ...
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STORY POEM
Published
24th Mar 2016 12:08pm
24th Mar 2016 12:08pm
For The Damned
He feels every cut she slices,
And every sizziling burn.
He longs to catch her falling tears,
And make her mind turn.
He wishes to be her golden angel,
Though his wings have been ripped from his back.
He knows he should not want her,
For he is now a legion of the black.
She can't understand what he see's in her,
Or why he wants her to live.
He know she hates every part of herself,
But he know she has so much to give.
If he could he'd kiss away her scars,
And tell her she must solider on.
The...
And every sizziling burn.
He longs to catch her falling tears,
And make her mind turn.
He wishes to be her golden angel,
Though his wings have been ripped from his back.
He knows he should not want her,
For he is now a legion of the black.
She can't understand what he see's in her,
Or why he wants her to live.
He know she hates every part of herself,
But he know she has so much to give.
If he could he'd kiss away her scars,
And tell her she must solider on.
The...
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STORY POEM
Published
24th Mar 2016 11:52am
24th Mar 2016 11:52am
For The Broken
No one see's the pain in her eyes,
The truth behind her daily lies.
When she says she is doing okay,
She means her heart is in decay.
The mirror in front of her makes her sore,
All she see's is filth and gore.
She wishes she could see what others do,
She wishes she could start anew.
Wipe the slate clean; the hurt and pain,
To be slightly less insane.
To not be a monster deep in her soul,
For her heart to be completely whole.
She carries her scars that keep her cautioned,
That this life could be easily aborted. ...
The truth behind her daily lies.
When she says she is doing okay,
She means her heart is in decay.
The mirror in front of her makes her sore,
All she see's is filth and gore.
She wishes she could see what others do,
She wishes she could start anew.
Wipe the slate clean; the hurt and pain,
To be slightly less insane.
To not be a monster deep in her soul,
For her heart to be completely whole.
She carries her scars that keep her cautioned,
That this life could be easily aborted. ...
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SELF POEM
Published
6th Dec 2015 5:29pm
6th Dec 2015 5:29pm
Just Another Poem Where I Complain
My heart hammers in my chest,
And I can barely breathe.
My head is pounding with a million thoughts per second,
My skin itches everywhere on me.
I want to cry but can't,
I am expected to continue on.
I want to break down and lose control,
I’ve been holding back for far too long.
I feel like I am drowning,
On the inside I scream almost daily.
Outward I am loud and bubbly,
And everyone believes my folly.
I can't take this anymore,
And they want to shut me up with pills.
I think my mind is falling apart,
Depression has my...
And I can barely breathe.
My head is pounding with a million thoughts per second,
My skin itches everywhere on me.
I want to cry but can't,
I am expected to continue on.
I want to break down and lose control,
I’ve been holding back for far too long.
I feel like I am drowning,
On the inside I scream almost daily.
Outward I am loud and bubbly,
And everyone believes my folly.
I can't take this anymore,
And they want to shut me up with pills.
I think my mind is falling apart,
Depression has my...
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SELF POEM
Published
6th Oct 2015 3:57pm
6th Oct 2015 3:57pm
Always Keep Fighting?
I am told to always keep fighting,
But I have to wonder what for.
See I fought hard and long,
But I'm afraid I can fight no more.
I have no angel on my shoulder,
No one to hear my sad little prayer.
I scream out in my mind late at night,
But no ear to fall upon is there.
I have no dedicated brother,
Who stands steady by my side.
I have family by the butt load,
But not one of them backs my stride.
I have no target mission,
Not even a hint of planned destiny.
I continue to take the blows as they come,
But I feel like...
But I have to wonder what for.
See I fought hard and long,
But I'm afraid I can fight no more.
I have no angel on my shoulder,
No one to hear my sad little prayer.
I scream out in my mind late at night,
But no ear to fall upon is there.
I have no dedicated brother,
Who stands steady by my side.
I have family by the butt load,
But not one of them backs my stride.
I have no target mission,
Not even a hint of planned destiny.
I continue to take the blows as they come,
But I feel like...
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