Submissions by DiamondDustMirror (The White Rabbit)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
As a growing poet, I appreciate whatever comments that anyone cares to give to help me grow.
DARK POEM
Published
21st Feb 2013 1:08pm
21st Feb 2013 1:08pm
Rouge
I forgot how lovely it was,
The color of liquid rubies,
Nature's hidden treasure,
Released by beautiful tragedies.
The sound of breaking skin,
That sharp sensation that was once lost,
A sharp blade is all you need,
And X marks the spot.
Breathe in its sickly sweet scent,
Far more intoxicating than any flower that was ever plucked.
Such a sensational phenomena,
That it was something even mother earth failed to reconstruct.
Warm when fresh,
Darker when touched by time,
The shadow's nectar,
Ever so sublime...
...
The color of liquid rubies,
Nature's hidden treasure,
Released by beautiful tragedies.
The sound of breaking skin,
That sharp sensation that was once lost,
A sharp blade is all you need,
And X marks the spot.
Breathe in its sickly sweet scent,
Far more intoxicating than any flower that was ever plucked.
Such a sensational phenomena,
That it was something even mother earth failed to reconstruct.
Warm when fresh,
Darker when touched by time,
The shadow's nectar,
Ever so sublime...
...
627 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
21st Feb 2013 12:38pm
21st Feb 2013 12:38pm
Return
Everything is turning to ashes,
Right before my very eyes,
The light fading like before,
The shadows rise to embrace me.
Hot tears run down a face made of stone,
Only to turn into icicles and shatter like glass,
All that remained were bitter memories,
And mocking tales of a once sweet past.
Though broken, it reflected its dim light,
To finally experience as to what was joy,
After years of sorrow, suffering and darkness,
This miracle that supposedly was sent from up high.
Just a taste,
Just...one......
Right before my very eyes,
The light fading like before,
The shadows rise to embrace me.
Hot tears run down a face made of stone,
Only to turn into icicles and shatter like glass,
All that remained were bitter memories,
And mocking tales of a once sweet past.
Though broken, it reflected its dim light,
To finally experience as to what was joy,
After years of sorrow, suffering and darkness,
This miracle that supposedly was sent from up high.
Just a taste,
Just...one......
570 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Jan 2013 6:38am
14th Jan 2013 6:38am
Butterflies in Camouflage
A thousand wings lay before me,
Turning to dust with fading colors,
Memories engraved in those tinted frames,
Reflecting the lives of our long gone brothers.
Symbols of happiness, freedom and change,
Fly fleetingly by our self shortened lives,
Bleeding for others against our will,
In life, we do what we must to survive.
We live because we are alive,
Though with different colors we are the same,
Speak to me about the definitions of a barbarian,
Whom kill their own kin on a false claim.
In hundreds and thousands, they...
Turning to dust with fading colors,
Memories engraved in those tinted frames,
Reflecting the lives of our long gone brothers.
Symbols of happiness, freedom and change,
Fly fleetingly by our self shortened lives,
Bleeding for others against our will,
In life, we do what we must to survive.
We live because we are alive,
Though with different colors we are the same,
Speak to me about the definitions of a barbarian,
Whom kill their own kin on a false claim.
In hundreds and thousands, they...
695 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Jan 2013 12:30pm
8th Jan 2013 12:30pm
Just Dreams
Once upon an unfitful slumber,
I dreamed of things that were not to be,
Of fish that flew and ponds of clouds,
And of course, you and me.
I dreamed that I finally had strength,
To say what I've always wanted to say,
And not think about how stupid I would sound,
It was finally the day.
There was a smile on your beautiful face,
Joy that danced in your eyes,
You said nothing but held me close,
For you, I'd roll Love's dice.
Love was gentle,
Love was kind,
But who could say?
What love was truly like?
I ceased to...
I dreamed of things that were not to be,
Of fish that flew and ponds of clouds,
And of course, you and me.
I dreamed that I finally had strength,
To say what I've always wanted to say,
And not think about how stupid I would sound,
It was finally the day.
There was a smile on your beautiful face,
Joy that danced in your eyes,
You said nothing but held me close,
For you, I'd roll Love's dice.
Love was gentle,
Love was kind,
But who could say?
What love was truly like?
I ceased to...
698 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
5th Jan 2013 11:54am
5th Jan 2013 11:54am
Untitled Pain
It haunts me,
This strange and lonely place,
In which I fade in and out of,
At a very dangerous pace.
Bit by bit, I become deaf to the world,
Endless mourning and weeping rang through my ears,
Though I can hear it, it cannot hear me,
It could see through my eyes, but only I could feel its tears.
As if a previous life had once again opened its eyes,
Only to witness the ultimate betrayal,
The heart of an immortal, broken to bits,
But what I see are storms of hail.
In between reality,I see it,
A body crushed under...
This strange and lonely place,
In which I fade in and out of,
At a very dangerous pace.
Bit by bit, I become deaf to the world,
Endless mourning and weeping rang through my ears,
Though I can hear it, it cannot hear me,
It could see through my eyes, but only I could feel its tears.
As if a previous life had once again opened its eyes,
Only to witness the ultimate betrayal,
The heart of an immortal, broken to bits,
But what I see are storms of hail.
In between reality,I see it,
A body crushed under...
994 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Dec 2012 1:05pm
21st Dec 2012 1:05pm
A Broken Heart
Deep down in my heart,
Rains the dust of broken shards,
More beautiful than the snow,
The most painful of all.
Dead flowers turn from the sun,
Their heads in their hands,
For shame, for pain,
For the sorrow of the insane.
The ground, cracked and useless,
Was scorched from anger,
Flooded by tears,
And soiled by hidden fears.
The wind carries it's burden,
The longing for freedom, resurrected,
Bringing with it the sound of crying,
Of people that have long been dead.
Endless...
Rains the dust of broken shards,
More beautiful than the snow,
The most painful of all.
Dead flowers turn from the sun,
Their heads in their hands,
For shame, for pain,
For the sorrow of the insane.
The ground, cracked and useless,
Was scorched from anger,
Flooded by tears,
And soiled by hidden fears.
The wind carries it's burden,
The longing for freedom, resurrected,
Bringing with it the sound of crying,
Of people that have long been dead.
Endless...
842 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
16th Dec 2012 2:31pm
16th Dec 2012 2:31pm
The Lands Between The Mirror
In this strange, strange world,
Where pollution was a myth,
Where the ocean was in the skies,
And hell a physical abyss.
The sleeping sun lay to the west,
Forever drowning us in twilight,
Floating islands sway to winds,
Held by chains lest they drift out of sight.
Rivers that flowed endlessly,
Clear water running off the edge,
Hear them roar in synchronicity ,
As they fall to the land of the dead.
Autumn and spring,
No longer exist,
Eternal summer lay to the west,
And winter to the east.
Under summer magenta...
Where pollution was a myth,
Where the ocean was in the skies,
And hell a physical abyss.
The sleeping sun lay to the west,
Forever drowning us in twilight,
Floating islands sway to winds,
Held by chains lest they drift out of sight.
Rivers that flowed endlessly,
Clear water running off the edge,
Hear them roar in synchronicity ,
As they fall to the land of the dead.
Autumn and spring,
No longer exist,
Eternal summer lay to the west,
And winter to the east.
Under summer magenta...
705 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Dec 2012 11:23am
12th Dec 2012 11:23am
Before The End Comes.
In the world that revolves,
Where everything has been seen,
From good deeds to murders,
To having a sinner's slate wiped clean.
Theres always something new,
That you would have missed,
So don't say 'I've seen it all',
Just close your eyes and make a wish.
Tell the people you have wronged,
That you ask for their forgiveness,
To send away the misunderstandings,
And for them to speak with good intentions.
Tell the people that had hurt you,
That its water under the bridge,
Then a hug that was long needed,
To heal back a...
Where everything has been seen,
From good deeds to murders,
To having a sinner's slate wiped clean.
Theres always something new,
That you would have missed,
So don't say 'I've seen it all',
Just close your eyes and make a wish.
Tell the people you have wronged,
That you ask for their forgiveness,
To send away the misunderstandings,
And for them to speak with good intentions.
Tell the people that had hurt you,
That its water under the bridge,
Then a hug that was long needed,
To heal back a...
899 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
8th Dec 2012 11:23am
8th Dec 2012 11:23am
Shadows
There was a child,
Whom stared at a wall,
That never looked away,
Even when his mother called.
It was whiter than starch,
Repainted not long ago,
But that child could see everything,
Little did they truly know.
He saw shadows move,
Where the bodies should have cast,
What he was witness to,
Was events of the past.
He saw a man being killed,
That was hacked into bits,
His body was hidden,
Part of it still lying in the first aid kit.
The blood won't go away,
It bled down the walls,
A few days later,...
Whom stared at a wall,
That never looked away,
Even when his mother called.
It was whiter than starch,
Repainted not long ago,
But that child could see everything,
Little did they truly know.
He saw shadows move,
Where the bodies should have cast,
What he was witness to,
Was events of the past.
He saw a man being killed,
That was hacked into bits,
His body was hidden,
Part of it still lying in the first aid kit.
The blood won't go away,
It bled down the walls,
A few days later,...
623 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
8th Dec 2012 11:18am
8th Dec 2012 11:18am
The Red Queen
Soaked in blood were roses of white,
Little reminders of the Red Queen's might.
Cracked grounds and cloudless skies,
Echoed by those whom lost their lives.
Towering castles made of flesh,
Veins and arteries made a mesh,
Of which skeleton guards went to protect,
Nothing could stop a card thats undead.
Winds of dust and burning heat,
Lead to where you and the queen might meet.
Voices that echo within oozing walls,
Were ranged from monster roars to squeaks from dolls.
In the belly of the beast was where the queen lay,
A formless monster that...
Little reminders of the Red Queen's might.
Cracked grounds and cloudless skies,
Echoed by those whom lost their lives.
Towering castles made of flesh,
Veins and arteries made a mesh,
Of which skeleton guards went to protect,
Nothing could stop a card thats undead.
Winds of dust and burning heat,
Lead to where you and the queen might meet.
Voices that echo within oozing walls,
Were ranged from monster roars to squeaks from dolls.
In the belly of the beast was where the queen lay,
A formless monster that...
3057 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Dec 2012 4:48pm
7th Dec 2012 4:48pm
The Dollhouse
I dreamed of a place,
That had no humans anywhere,
Of stained table cloths and dresses,
And bloodied silverware.
Patchwork toys,
All lined up in rows,
Each with a limb missing,
With red eyes that seemed to glow.
Bandaged bodies,
Cracked heads,
Mutilated yet grinning,
As if I would be next.
There was a rabbit,
That once was white,
That had sockets for eyes,
Whom glared at you at night.
In the shadows he sat,
Watching with intent,
Blood that dripped from his left eye,
Landed on a knife that was bent....
That had no humans anywhere,
Of stained table cloths and dresses,
And bloodied silverware.
Patchwork toys,
All lined up in rows,
Each with a limb missing,
With red eyes that seemed to glow.
Bandaged bodies,
Cracked heads,
Mutilated yet grinning,
As if I would be next.
There was a rabbit,
That once was white,
That had sockets for eyes,
Whom glared at you at night.
In the shadows he sat,
Watching with intent,
Blood that dripped from his left eye,
Landed on a knife that was bent....
679 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Dec 2012 3:15pm
7th Dec 2012 3:15pm
Aku mencintai awak ( I love you )
Hati aku tidak tertentu,
Siapa yang betul-betul mencintaiku,
Kalau hidupan kita mesti begitu,
Tolonglah, maafkan aku.
Langit yang penuh dengan bintang,
Tidak boleh bertanding dengan awak,
Mata yang bersinar apabila awak bergembira,
Sudah cukup untuk saya berpantun.
Walaupun awak tidak teringat,
Sejarah kami yang bergema di hatiku,
Sesuatu yang awak wajib tahu,
Yang aku akan sayang awak seluruh hidupanku.
Tepuk sebelah tangan tidak akan berbunyi,
Tidak kira kalau macam itu,
Awak sentiasa akan menyimpan hati aku.
...
Siapa yang betul-betul mencintaiku,
Kalau hidupan kita mesti begitu,
Tolonglah, maafkan aku.
Langit yang penuh dengan bintang,
Tidak boleh bertanding dengan awak,
Mata yang bersinar apabila awak bergembira,
Sudah cukup untuk saya berpantun.
Walaupun awak tidak teringat,
Sejarah kami yang bergema di hatiku,
Sesuatu yang awak wajib tahu,
Yang aku akan sayang awak seluruh hidupanku.
Tepuk sebelah tangan tidak akan berbunyi,
Tidak kira kalau macam itu,
Awak sentiasa akan menyimpan hati aku.
...
1149 reads
4 Comments
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