Submissions by ConsequentialChaos
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Many of my poems are inspired by writers such as H.P. Lovecraft, and the notorious Poe. Anything dark and macabre is my forte. The subjects of my poems do not always reflect my emotions, rather it is me empathizing for others.
SELF POEM
Published
27th Nov 2024 8:53am
27th Nov 2024 8:53am
Love Regardless
The crushing weight of emotions is sometimes too much to bear
They are not mine, but are from the loved ones of which I care
I hold this weight with all my might
so that their day should remain warm and bright
I am Atlas reborn
A man meant to weather the familial storm
I am Samson anew
It is a struggle that I wish they knew
They are not mine, but are from the loved ones of which I care
I hold this weight with all my might
so that their day should remain warm and bright
I am Atlas reborn
A man meant to weather the familial storm
I am Samson anew
It is a struggle that I wish they knew
#depression
#FeelingLost
#sadness
257 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2024 7:02am
22nd Jul 2024 7:02am
To This Day
How much pain can one man sow?
How much love can one man keep?
How much joy can one man grow?
How much grief can one man reap?
I was walking one morning through the woods near my house, contemplating the state of humanity. I approached a small pond and sat down to rest. It was hot that day, dreadfully hot. My mind drew blank as I stared at the various flora and fauna. I remember the only thing I was doing, running my fingers through the blades of grass beside me. I don't know why I did it. Perhaps it was boredom, I've long since forgotten the reason. One thing...
How much love can one man keep?
How much joy can one man grow?
How much grief can one man reap?
I was walking one morning through the woods near my house, contemplating the state of humanity. I approached a small pond and sat down to rest. It was hot that day, dreadfully hot. My mind drew blank as I stared at the various flora and fauna. I remember the only thing I was doing, running my fingers through the blades of grass beside me. I don't know why I did it. Perhaps it was boredom, I've long since forgotten the reason. One thing...
#dark
#death
#meditation
#philosophical
#SelfReflection
211 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Mar 2024 8:45am
24th Mar 2024 8:45am
The Twisted Tree
Bright blossoms bloom from the branches of an ancient tree
Beauty beyond comprehension, for all to see
Yet their eyes were blind to the wonders before them
No one stopped to admire, save for me
It was there I observed the passers-by
Ogling a sculpted rose bush, then releasing a contentful sigh
Not one did stop, nor look, nor stare
All ignored the tree that stretched toward the sky
The bush was a perfect square
Yet the tree twisted vigorously in the air
Able to flow and move with the wind
While the roses were controlled,...
Beauty beyond comprehension, for all to see
Yet their eyes were blind to the wonders before them
No one stopped to admire, save for me
It was there I observed the passers-by
Ogling a sculpted rose bush, then releasing a contentful sigh
Not one did stop, nor look, nor stare
All ignored the tree that stretched toward the sky
The bush was a perfect square
Yet the tree twisted vigorously in the air
Able to flow and move with the wind
While the roses were controlled,...
#LifeStruggles
#nature
#philosophical
335 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Jan 2024 10:33am
7th Jan 2024 10:33am
The Sleeping Game
Trees that die, and rot, and fall
Times cruel teeth do gnash and maul
The stench of mold lingers in the air
Mixed with that smell, the carrion's call
Skip and skip, frolick past the dead
As children play with a severed head
Mother Goose's songs sound so fair
Do you feel that creeping dread?
In the empty forest, a piano plays
Slow and soft with a tune that strays
As you approach it, you can only stare
For beside the piano, your casket lays
Some children appear, to help you sleep
One of them asks "Why do...
Times cruel teeth do gnash and maul
The stench of mold lingers in the air
Mixed with that smell, the carrion's call
Skip and skip, frolick past the dead
As children play with a severed head
Mother Goose's songs sound so fair
Do you feel that creeping dread?
In the empty forest, a piano plays
Slow and soft with a tune that strays
As you approach it, you can only stare
For beside the piano, your casket lays
Some children appear, to help you sleep
One of them asks "Why do...
#dark
#scary
#nightmares #horror
#nightmares #horror
349 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2023 5:50am
22nd Dec 2023 5:50am
My Habitual Habitat
I hear Nature's sweet symphonic sound
The wind's words in the wood is pure and light
The babbling brook's song is wayward bound
While Demeter paints a beautiful sight
My beating heart to the forest I would give
The rock and stone to which I call home
In Eden's bliss shall I wish to live
On the softest dirt, and each path I'll roam
My song in tandem with her lady thrush
As the sun sinks, the day becomes night
The breeze in the leaves whispers "hush"
In Nature's arms the world is calm, and right
The wind's words in the wood is pure and light
The babbling brook's song is wayward bound
While Demeter paints a beautiful sight
My beating heart to the forest I would give
The rock and stone to which I call home
In Eden's bliss shall I wish to live
On the softest dirt, and each path I'll roam
My song in tandem with her lady thrush
As the sun sinks, the day becomes night
The breeze in the leaves whispers "hush"
In Nature's arms the world is calm, and right
#happiness
#forest
#nature
#peace
#meditation
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2023 5:17am
22nd Dec 2023 5:17am
One Man's Trash
I've had enough of all this clutter, its driving me mad
So many useless items strewn about this drawer
Wasted space could be of better use for more important things
Trash, wrapper, wrapper, loose change....wait
I remember this picture, it was my first day of kindergarten
I met my best friend that day, I had almost forgotten
Oh, how times change when age takes hold
A broken flashlight, more change *sigh
"Hey, that's where you've been!"
The pocket knife grandpa gave me, I still have the...
So many useless items strewn about this drawer
Wasted space could be of better use for more important things
Trash, wrapper, wrapper, loose change....wait
I remember this picture, it was my first day of kindergarten
I met my best friend that day, I had almost forgotten
Oh, how times change when age takes hold
A broken flashlight, more change *sigh
"Hey, that's where you've been!"
The pocket knife grandpa gave me, I still have the...
#happiness
#peace
#memories
221 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Dec 2023 6:49am
14th Dec 2023 6:49am
The Infinite Candle
Some days I cry, and wipe my eyes with a silken cloth
Other days are spent grinding my teeth on a porous stone
My mouth begins to bleed, then foam and froth
As I remember it's dark and cold, and I am all alone
Oh yes, so very much alone
In the void I can hear Calliope's song
Sweet words draw me near the edge of death
Impartial to what is right, and what is wrong
I chase it, running rampant with wild breath
Until at last the path becomes clear
The face of Phobos recedes, as I grasp my paper and pen
The...
Other days are spent grinding my teeth on a porous stone
My mouth begins to bleed, then foam and froth
As I remember it's dark and cold, and I am all alone
Oh yes, so very much alone
In the void I can hear Calliope's song
Sweet words draw me near the edge of death
Impartial to what is right, and what is wrong
I chase it, running rampant with wild breath
Until at last the path becomes clear
The face of Phobos recedes, as I grasp my paper and pen
The...
#happiness
#sadness
#depression
#hope
#uplifting
252 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2023 5:22am
23rd Oct 2023 5:22am
The Demon of Whitechapel
Part 1: Blood and Unrest
Inspector Tom Grassford leaned over the cluttered table, poring over the latest reports from the Whitechapel district. The incessant rain tapped against the windowpanes of their shabby office, while Inspector Alfred Sharp sat across from him, his expression equally grim.
"The Ripper continues his ghastly spree," Grassford muttered, pushing a strand of his damp, graying hair away from his brow. "Another poor woman, Alfred. God help us all."
Sharp nodded, his face a portrait of concern. "The...
Inspector Tom Grassford leaned over the cluttered table, poring over the latest reports from the Whitechapel district. The incessant rain tapped against the windowpanes of their shabby office, while Inspector Alfred Sharp sat across from him, his expression equally grim.
"The Ripper continues his ghastly spree," Grassford muttered, pushing a strand of his damp, graying hair away from his brow. "Another poor woman, Alfred. God help us all."
Sharp nodded, his face a portrait of concern. "The...
#dark
#evil
#Halloween
#scary
#ShortStory
403 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Oct 2023 7:59am
20th Oct 2023 7:59am
Though Tears Fall, A Smile Remains
To live life, in view of heaven
Yet it is blurred by teary eyes
Close your eyes and count to seven
Now open them, and see the azure skies
Yet you ask "Why is life so cruel?"
What purpose can my pain serve?
Between life and death, it's a constant duel
A hole in my chest, my heart an open nerve
Losing those that we love the most
Is the same as if we died ourselves
Like being tied to a whipping post
We remain trapped, locked in our cells
Resigned to hold the pieces of your soul
Whilst you drown in...
Yet it is blurred by teary eyes
Close your eyes and count to seven
Now open them, and see the azure skies
Yet you ask "Why is life so cruel?"
What purpose can my pain serve?
Between life and death, it's a constant duel
A hole in my chest, my heart an open nerve
Losing those that we love the most
Is the same as if we died ourselves
Like being tied to a whipping post
We remain trapped, locked in our cells
Resigned to hold the pieces of your soul
Whilst you drown in...
#happiness
#sadness
#love
#hope
#dark
381 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
18th Oct 2023 5:04am
18th Oct 2023 5:04am
The Final Ember
In a dim and somber chamber, there sat a man of weary conscience. His study was a tapestry of ancient tomes and forgotten lore, casting spectral shadows upon the wainscoted walls. With trembling hands, he clutched a volume bound in tattered leather, and his thoughts, like ravens, circled darkly over his past deeds.
The fireplace, a source of feeble illumination, flickered and struggled to maintain its warmth. As his conscience gnawed at him, the fire in the hearth began to dance with fervor, its flames casting a macabre glow upon the room. Shadows twisted and writhed in...
The fireplace, a source of feeble illumination, flickered and struggled to maintain its warmth. As his conscience gnawed at him, the fire in the hearth began to dance with fervor, its flames casting a macabre glow upon the room. Shadows twisted and writhed in...
#dark
#evil
#scary
#ShortStory
#horror
302 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
16th Oct 2023 6:29am
16th Oct 2023 6:29am
Another Day, Another Psycho
John's life had always been mundane, filled with routine. He had a loving wife, Sarah, and two beautiful children, Lily and Daniel. His desk job at the accounting firm was a monotony he had grown accustomed to, until the inexplicable events began.
One chilly Monday morning, John went through his usual motions, but as he brushed his teeth, he noticed something peculiar. The toothpaste tasted different, and the bathroom tiles seemed to shimmer with an odd, otherworldly sheen. He dismissed it as a momentary lapse in his perception and carried on.
Arriving at work, he...
One chilly Monday morning, John went through his usual motions, but as he brushed his teeth, he noticed something peculiar. The toothpaste tasted different, and the bathroom tiles seemed to shimmer with an odd, otherworldly sheen. He dismissed it as a momentary lapse in his perception and carried on.
Arriving at work, he...
#dark
#death
#ShortStory
#MentalHealth
#mystery
341 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Oct 2023 6:40am
12th Oct 2023 6:40am
The Man Behind the Chaos
A hint of fire beneath the eyes
Joyous laughter amidst the fray
Reveling in the day when order dies
Indulging in the social decay
The insoluble figure stands amidst the rubble
When brother betrays brother
The adjudicater breathes their last breath
Losing the love of a mother
An age when death begets death
He draws closer, though far from defined
Screams echoe in desolate streets
Listen, and hear the dragging of chains
The stranger delights in these treats
He controls the chaos, holding war's reigns
...
Joyous laughter amidst the fray
Reveling in the day when order dies
Indulging in the social decay
The insoluble figure stands amidst the rubble
When brother betrays brother
The adjudicater breathes their last breath
Losing the love of a mother
An age when death begets death
He draws closer, though far from defined
Screams echoe in desolate streets
Listen, and hear the dragging of chains
The stranger delights in these treats
He controls the chaos, holding war's reigns
...
#anxiety
#dark
#dreams
#insomnia
#fear
320 reads
6 Comments
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