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.
Threads of Purpose Woven in Solitude
Entranced by thought, I ponder life's grand scheme
A man adrift, uncertain, lost at sea
What purpose do I serve, what is my theme?
These questions haunt my soul so ceaselessly
Does meaning lie in worldly wealth and fame?
Or in the bonds of love that warm the heart?
Perhaps my purpose hides in Nature's frame
To tend her lands and play a humble part
But as I search, my answers ebb and flow
Like tides that kiss the shore with rhythmic grace
The paths I've walked, diverged, and fate did sow
Yet clarity still hides its...
A man adrift, uncertain, lost at sea
What purpose do I serve, what is my theme?
These questions haunt my soul so ceaselessly
Does meaning lie in worldly wealth and fame?
Or in the bonds of love that warm the heart?
Perhaps my purpose hides in Nature's frame
To tend her lands and play a humble part
But as I search, my answers ebb and flow
Like tides that kiss the shore with rhythmic grace
The paths I've walked, diverged, and fate did sow
Yet clarity still hides its...
#hope
#inspirational
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
316 reads
2 Comments
Embers of Empowerment
If fire could talk, what tales it would tell
Flames of love, and flames of hell
Consuming those in thoughts who dwell
And burning those whose secrets they'll never tell
Oh, if only flames could speak
They'd burn both the strong and the weak
Fueling those whom answers seek
Illuminating lives that feel so bleak
Yes, how I wish for flames to hold
Even if my soul they'd scold
Reforming fire so proud and bold
You live in my heart, your searing hold
Flames of love, and flames of hell
Consuming those in thoughts who dwell
And burning those whose secrets they'll never tell
Oh, if only flames could speak
They'd burn both the strong and the weak
Fueling those whom answers seek
Illuminating lives that feel so bleak
Yes, how I wish for flames to hold
Even if my soul they'd scold
Reforming fire so proud and bold
You live in my heart, your searing hold
#courage
#motivational
#inspirational
#fire
#uplifting
310 reads
0 Comments
Elegy in Ashen Veils
Black is the sight in front of me
My lips move, but voice a silent plea
Grasping at hope, no...grasping at smoke
I am frail and prone to fall like a dying tree
My heart was once laden with joy
Now it's empty, grieving, just a ploy
I am but an empty gift, hollow inside and out
Dead and burning like the house of Troy
Oh, don't you see my eyes of despair?
Would my death be just and fair?
As you pass by with so little as a glance
But feel a heart heavy and fraught beyond compare
Death does don many...
My lips move, but voice a silent plea
Grasping at hope, no...grasping at smoke
I am frail and prone to fall like a dying tree
My heart was once laden with joy
Now it's empty, grieving, just a ploy
I am but an empty gift, hollow inside and out
Dead and burning like the house of Troy
Oh, don't you see my eyes of despair?
Would my death be just and fair?
As you pass by with so little as a glance
But feel a heart heavy and fraught beyond compare
Death does don many...
#sadness
#depression
#grief
#dark
#MentalHealth
316 reads
4 Comments
The King's Speech
Look sharp, and yourself hold firm.There poses a raging flame in the west, ready to sound its horn of the coming battle. When passion knows no bounds, and hearts are met with a rage unseen before the eyes of God. When a symphony of steel wails in the distance while fathers, sons, and brothers bring an end to the times of peace. When that day dawns, the seeds of sorrow will be sown and watered by the blood of the righteous. Make safe and remember your duty. Now, in this very moment, see the loved ones you are fighting for. Invision your wife, mother, sister, lover and all who still bear hope....
#hope
#courage
#war
#inspirational
#fiction
285 reads
3 Comments
A Heart of Pyrite
When starlight shown its beauty sewn
His heart was laced with love misplaced
For when her voice expressed the choice
His heart did cry, and yell goodbye
And so he wailed, for he knew not what life entailed
Finally the curtain closed, on this man whom love opposed
His heart was laced with love misplaced
For when her voice expressed the choice
His heart did cry, and yell goodbye
And so he wailed, for he knew not what life entailed
Finally the curtain closed, on this man whom love opposed
#sadness
#dark
#heartbroken
#despair
#hurt
255 reads
2 Comments
The Undertaker's Reverie
Caress my soul and you shall see
A darkness that runs rampant with glee
It never sleeps, though I call it to bed
The sullen darkness within my head
Life's a canvas that I'm painting blind
Each brush stroke from a saddened mind
My tears are my portion, paradoxically sublime
Ears ever listening for death's beckoning chime
A darkness that runs rampant with glee
It never sleeps, though I call it to bed
The sullen darkness within my head
Life's a canvas that I'm painting blind
Each brush stroke from a saddened mind
My tears are my portion, paradoxically sublime
Ears ever listening for death's beckoning chime
#sadness
#depression
#dark
#death
#despair
416 reads
1 Comment
Beseeching Constellations
A desperate man, his hand outstretched
He looks to the night sky for some semblance of solace
Alas, a heart bereft is all that remains
He finds symmetry in the glistening stratosphere
For just like space, he too has shimmers of hope, surrounded by a void
He looks to the night sky for some semblance of solace
Alas, a heart bereft is all that remains
He finds symmetry in the glistening stratosphere
For just like space, he too has shimmers of hope, surrounded by a void
#sadness
#dark
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
249 reads
2 Comments
And Apollo Wept
How lowley has the will of man fallen
No longer is it an age with a golden hue, but an age bathed in red
No longer is there want of a higher purpose
Overtaken by a horde of the venereal and of the lustful
Poseidon slipped down beneath the waves
Ares drew his blade, and thrust it upon mankind
Though the light shown bright in the noon day sun, a void enveloped each heart
And Apollo wept the tears of the sun
No longer is it an age with a golden hue, but an age bathed in red
No longer is there want of a higher purpose
Overtaken by a horde of the venereal and of the lustful
Poseidon slipped down beneath the waves
Ares drew his blade, and thrust it upon mankind
Though the light shown bright in the noon day sun, a void enveloped each heart
And Apollo wept the tears of the sun
#sadness
#dark
#humankind #despair
#humankind #despair
329 reads
3 Comments
Whispers in the Dark
I stilled my mind and drifted into another realm
When I awoke, I was greeted by flowers and elm
The lady bird sang a wonderful tune
On the water rang a lovely loon
I strolled through the wooded glade
Suddenly, not a sound was made
The sun began to set, and my heart was starting to fret
A sinking feeling told me I had been drawn into a devilish debt
Darkness encompassed me
Whispers hissed, as mist came to my knee
Dreadful requests did they ask
Each more horrid than a blood filled cask
...
When I awoke, I was greeted by flowers and elm
The lady bird sang a wonderful tune
On the water rang a lovely loon
I strolled through the wooded glade
Suddenly, not a sound was made
The sun began to set, and my heart was starting to fret
A sinking feeling told me I had been drawn into a devilish debt
Darkness encompassed me
Whispers hissed, as mist came to my knee
Dreadful requests did they ask
Each more horrid than a blood filled cask
...
#dark
#dreams
#evil
#nightmares
#horror
445 reads
4 Comments
The Journey
In the throws of youth there is a constant storm
A hurricane of unrelenting confusion, and frustration
Deafening thunder roars, and fierce gales screech
How can one see the path, when it keeps getting blown away?
A wall of manipulation separates their eyes from the beauty beyond the monsoon
Anxiety takes hold, along with its companion claustrophobia
To find shelter, you must seek to find the eye of the storm
The center of the chaos, which is calm
For that is where you will find your own center
You've been seeking what is beyond,...
A hurricane of unrelenting confusion, and frustration
Deafening thunder roars, and fierce gales screech
How can one see the path, when it keeps getting blown away?
A wall of manipulation separates their eyes from the beauty beyond the monsoon
Anxiety takes hold, along with its companion claustrophobia
To find shelter, you must seek to find the eye of the storm
The center of the chaos, which is calm
For that is where you will find your own center
You've been seeking what is beyond,...
#hope
#inspirational
#uplifting
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
290 reads
5 Comments
Enchanted by Malice
Eyes as blue as the azure sky
They hide a soul as black as the abyss
Amazing how something so soft and subtle
Can pierce the mind with malicious intent
The stare
It haunts me
Pale
The beautiful facade that warped my mind
I was entranced, under a spell
A voice of unbridled seduction
pulling the chords of my heart
"Come closer" it tells me
All the while those same blue, curséd eyes pry and peer into the fabric of my being
"Let me in, just for a moment", the...
They hide a soul as black as the abyss
Amazing how something so soft and subtle
Can pierce the mind with malicious intent
The stare
It haunts me
Pale
The beautiful facade that warped my mind
I was entranced, under a spell
A voice of unbridled seduction
pulling the chords of my heart
"Come closer" it tells me
All the while those same blue, curséd eyes pry and peer into the fabric of my being
"Let me in, just for a moment", the...
#dark
#gothic
#evil #fear
#evil #fear
298 reads
2 Comments
Melancholic Masonry
Regret
It is a pain that wrenches the heart, and scorches the soul
Squeezing the air from your lungs
And betraying all thoughts that one holds dear
Over time, it lashes you with the bonds of anguish
Mocking you with the silent words of indifference
Beholden to no one else
For you are the architect of your own suffering
As long as a fist is clenched, you will remain a martyr
Detest self loathing
Deny pity
We are architects, it's time to rebuild
Don't let your bones be the foundation
Don't...
It is a pain that wrenches the heart, and scorches the soul
Squeezing the air from your lungs
And betraying all thoughts that one holds dear
Over time, it lashes you with the bonds of anguish
Mocking you with the silent words of indifference
Beholden to no one else
For you are the architect of your own suffering
As long as a fist is clenched, you will remain a martyr
Detest self loathing
Deny pity
We are architects, it's time to rebuild
Don't let your bones be the foundation
Don't...
#depression
#regret
#hope
#dark
#memories
364 reads
6 Comments
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