Submissions by DevilsChild
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The Dark Side of Poetry
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Apr 2015 1:42am
19th Apr 2015 1:42am
Recharge
Sitting in the grass with my eyes closed
Just taking in all the peaceful bliss
The chilled wind against my skin
Sounds of morning birds singing
With a wonderful dewy smell filling the air
This moment just takes me away, far away
Away from all the unspoken hurt
To a place in the world that is still beautiful
Seems so long since I experienced this, must be too good to be true
Times like these only happen when I’m sleeping, dreaming
So I open my eyes to see
A view you can only imagine in paintings
Trees with green leaves, and flowers in the...
Just taking in all the peaceful bliss
The chilled wind against my skin
Sounds of morning birds singing
With a wonderful dewy smell filling the air
This moment just takes me away, far away
Away from all the unspoken hurt
To a place in the world that is still beautiful
Seems so long since I experienced this, must be too good to be true
Times like these only happen when I’m sleeping, dreaming
So I open my eyes to see
A view you can only imagine in paintings
Trees with green leaves, and flowers in the...
960 reads
12 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
16th Apr 2015 5:18pm
16th Apr 2015 5:18pm
Honor Of The Great Nephilim (Co-written with BlueBeastGirl)
There is a war we wage on God
When the heavens open up, his angels fall
Down to the ground at the end of our feet
Giving death to all that oppose the great Nephilim
Even Lucifer himself wishes to topple us with sending his demons
We just laugh at their pathetic attempts
Crawling up our legs like little ants till we just flick them away
The ground littered with a mix of crushed bones and mud made of blood
Blood flowed faster then wine from a Nephilim clay urn
Demon blood and angel blood mixed with human blood
All under the disproving glare...
When the heavens open up, his angels fall
Down to the ground at the end of our feet
Giving death to all that oppose the great Nephilim
Even Lucifer himself wishes to topple us with sending his demons
We just laugh at their pathetic attempts
Crawling up our legs like little ants till we just flick them away
The ground littered with a mix of crushed bones and mud made of blood
Blood flowed faster then wine from a Nephilim clay urn
Demon blood and angel blood mixed with human blood
All under the disproving glare...
920 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Apr 2015 6:46pm
15th Apr 2015 6:46pm
Too Rich for My Blood
With the view of your face
I can hear the heavens sing
All I know suddenly flies out the window
No longer wishing to live a life of lackluster
I want to become someone significant in your eyes
Someone that can live up to ones beauty and grace
Thinking maybe I could pretend my way into that world
You’re just too wonderful
(Yeah, yeah)
For a man that’s miserable
Your way to spiritual
For a man that lost all hope
(Yeah, yeah)
Maybe In a flawless world
You would be the perfect girl
But you’re just too beautiful
And I’m...
I can hear the heavens sing
All I know suddenly flies out the window
No longer wishing to live a life of lackluster
I want to become someone significant in your eyes
Someone that can live up to ones beauty and grace
Thinking maybe I could pretend my way into that world
You’re just too wonderful
(Yeah, yeah)
For a man that’s miserable
Your way to spiritual
For a man that lost all hope
(Yeah, yeah)
Maybe In a flawless world
You would be the perfect girl
But you’re just too beautiful
And I’m...
973 reads
12 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Apr 2015 5:53pm
10th Apr 2015 5:53pm
Press Of A Button (Co-written with diamonddave75)
They lie behind a puppet
Call him a leader; tell us he’s there to help the people
All to make us believe we're free thinkers
But we are all slaves to the machine
Everything we do must be looked over with approval
From our jobs down to the very way we eat
It’s all sold to us to take from the poor and give to the greedy
delegated police state
alone since birth, taxed till the day we fucking die
sell away your birthright for the american dream
calloused politics derived from dirty hands
force fed in every soup kitchen
no free handouts in the...
Call him a leader; tell us he’s there to help the people
All to make us believe we're free thinkers
But we are all slaves to the machine
Everything we do must be looked over with approval
From our jobs down to the very way we eat
It’s all sold to us to take from the poor and give to the greedy
delegated police state
alone since birth, taxed till the day we fucking die
sell away your birthright for the american dream
calloused politics derived from dirty hands
force fed in every soup kitchen
no free handouts in the...
1066 reads
8 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Apr 2015 9:17pm
6th Apr 2015 9:17pm
Rise Above (With DeathnoteWhovian)
Their words can be like daggers, the damage all too real.
However there is no cut on my body that is unable to heal.
Through the will of my own, and deafness to their taunts. Who are they to judge me?
I'll silence them, those whores.
Like a bitch once said “would be better if you’re gone”.
Might be best, but I’m a bit selfish, kind of a prick,
So watch as I take this life and make it all mine.
Bullies will always try to bring me down.
I will stand strong because I’m comfortable being stubborn.
What would sting more, a slap or a dig? ...
However there is no cut on my body that is unable to heal.
Through the will of my own, and deafness to their taunts. Who are they to judge me?
I'll silence them, those whores.
Like a bitch once said “would be better if you’re gone”.
Might be best, but I’m a bit selfish, kind of a prick,
So watch as I take this life and make it all mine.
Bullies will always try to bring me down.
I will stand strong because I’m comfortable being stubborn.
What would sting more, a slap or a dig? ...
930 reads
14 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Apr 2015 7:28pm
6th Apr 2015 7:28pm
Picking Flowers
Picking flowers from the garden
After a long day of mowing the lawn
I take a blue one to match her earrings
A yellow one to match that top
One red rose to complement those full lips;
Fighting off the bees to get that one…
Not sure why she likes flowers so much
They do die rather quickly
Maybe it’s the way they smell? They do have a lovely scent
Maybe because of the beauty in the delicacy?
There is tenderness in something so fragile
Could be the reminder of a nice relaxing day
Yes that could be it, I guess…
But I think...
After a long day of mowing the lawn
I take a blue one to match her earrings
A yellow one to match that top
One red rose to complement those full lips;
Fighting off the bees to get that one…
Not sure why she likes flowers so much
They do die rather quickly
Maybe it’s the way they smell? They do have a lovely scent
Maybe because of the beauty in the delicacy?
There is tenderness in something so fragile
Could be the reminder of a nice relaxing day
Yes that could be it, I guess…
But I think...
957 reads
18 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Apr 2015 1:31pm
4th Apr 2015 1:31pm
The Adventures of Hoppity Hop (The Fearless Rabbit)
frolicking through the grass with feet shooting me into the air
sun rays shining down on this dearest of rabbit days
where all worship my greatness with chocolate shapes of my flawless figure
nothing could possibly go wrong… until!!
a sound, is that a serpents slither?
I’m so not good with confrontation; rather let the cat handle it anyway
not like she gets off her dead ass any other time
no, I rather snuggle up against the ground
roll in the dirt as I hear kids laugh and play, in celebration of my greatness
the only unfavoring...
sun rays shining down on this dearest of rabbit days
where all worship my greatness with chocolate shapes of my flawless figure
nothing could possibly go wrong… until!!
a sound, is that a serpents slither?
I’m so not good with confrontation; rather let the cat handle it anyway
not like she gets off her dead ass any other time
no, I rather snuggle up against the ground
roll in the dirt as I hear kids laugh and play, in celebration of my greatness
the only unfavoring...
1109 reads
14 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2015 3:50pm
3rd Apr 2015 3:50pm
Play Date (co-written with Rose)
Traveling on these paved roads
My destination is the home of an angel
Can’t wait to get to know this girl better
From the moment I’ve seen her I was infatuated
Watched as she shopped the local supermarket
I just so happen to be there at similar times, hehe…
Flirting with her has been a frustrating build up
Mustering up the courage to finally ask her out
Now it's time for my payoff, with a fine wine and dine
and whatever else she might have in mind
My lameness complete as I stood practicing my
welcoming smiles, my vanity...
My destination is the home of an angel
Can’t wait to get to know this girl better
From the moment I’ve seen her I was infatuated
Watched as she shopped the local supermarket
I just so happen to be there at similar times, hehe…
Flirting with her has been a frustrating build up
Mustering up the courage to finally ask her out
Now it's time for my payoff, with a fine wine and dine
and whatever else she might have in mind
My lameness complete as I stood practicing my
welcoming smiles, my vanity...
1065 reads
15 Comments
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