Submissions by Dreaming-demon (Dreaming Demon)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
18th Apr 2022 4:35am
18th Apr 2022 4:35am
Drainage
My space is off
these lips are sealed
behind a smile
that's glued then peeled
away and thrown
into the trash
like wasted effort
for my cash
and time
and thought
and what appeal?
I hate myself
too nice they feel
I just feel fake
though I am real
as you or her
or them I steal
a glance but really who am I?
A dance with fate
But when I die
remember me
and all these words
most come and go as if in herds
Imprinted though
into your mind
but in the end
no ghost will find ...
these lips are sealed
behind a smile
that's glued then peeled
away and thrown
into the trash
like wasted effort
for my cash
and time
and thought
and what appeal?
I hate myself
too nice they feel
I just feel fake
though I am real
as you or her
or them I steal
a glance but really who am I?
A dance with fate
But when I die
remember me
and all these words
most come and go as if in herds
Imprinted though
into your mind
but in the end
no ghost will find ...
#anxiety
#depression
#dark #separation
#dark #separation
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Apr 2022 4:32am
18th Apr 2022 4:32am
Ascent
I woke inside a world unknown
of starlit skies so brightly shown
with stairs before me made of stone
and beckoning I walk alone.
I gaze the endless ocean vast
and see the steps ascending cast
a shadow though the moon in view
has caught me and the mystery too.
Or I'm bewitched before I knew
the magic of this moment grew
I thought at first a dream surreal,
but I can sense and see and feel.
And climbing though I peer no end
like life I cannot comprehend
my being here or what I see
no answer clear, I will...
of starlit skies so brightly shown
with stairs before me made of stone
and beckoning I walk alone.
I gaze the endless ocean vast
and see the steps ascending cast
a shadow though the moon in view
has caught me and the mystery too.
Or I'm bewitched before I knew
the magic of this moment grew
I thought at first a dream surreal,
but I can sense and see and feel.
And climbing though I peer no end
like life I cannot comprehend
my being here or what I see
no answer clear, I will...
#rhyming
#myself
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Feb 2019 4:26pm
24th Feb 2019 4:26pm
On Your Own
This life behold done hit me well
and captured me beneath its spell.
As here I break alone in truth,
beside myself I'm set to dwell
realities not found in youth.
and captured me beneath its spell.
As here I break alone in truth,
beside myself I'm set to dwell
realities not found in youth.
#dark
#TruthOfLife
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Feb 2019 9:25pm
17th Feb 2019 9:25pm
You
I caught a glimpse and so I'll bite
to better get to know your mind.
I follow you to everywhere
and even where you live I'll find.
And resting there, I watch you sleep
but I'm just looking out for you.
I sneak on in your private keep
because we'll meet, I'm something new.
I'll be the man that keeps your heart
and no one near will interfere.
I'll see them gone so we can start
to be a truly happy pair.
And so we meet by 'circumstance'
again I catch you in my arm.
Your view has caught me in a trance ...
to better get to know your mind.
I follow you to everywhere
and even where you live I'll find.
And resting there, I watch you sleep
but I'm just looking out for you.
I sneak on in your private keep
because we'll meet, I'm something new.
I'll be the man that keeps your heart
and no one near will interfere.
I'll see them gone so we can start
to be a truly happy pair.
And so we meet by 'circumstance'
again I catch you in my arm.
Your view has caught me in a trance ...
#dark
#rhyming
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2019 2:50am
2nd Jan 2019 2:50am
Trail
I cannot think beside myself
of life and what's perceived of wealth
and how I choose to make a move
to see this ghost ascend.
And though my eyes have skimmed a view
of something brewing deep in you
or is it me your presence soothes
this guilt to apprehend.
But I don't know what reaches me,
possesses and still teaches me
and how I choose to see it through
for me to comprehend.
So when this spark has lost its flare
and all I know will disappear
and how I knew the silence grew
to meet me at the end.
of life and what's perceived of wealth
and how I choose to make a move
to see this ghost ascend.
And though my eyes have skimmed a view
of something brewing deep in you
or is it me your presence soothes
this guilt to apprehend.
But I don't know what reaches me,
possesses and still teaches me
and how I choose to see it through
for me to comprehend.
So when this spark has lost its flare
and all I know will disappear
and how I knew the silence grew
to meet me at the end.
#dark
#metaphor
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DARK POEM
Published
28th Feb 2018 5:09am
28th Feb 2018 5:09am
Tunnel
So the King and Queen have fallen
to a keep or creeper crawlin.
Crafted keys to call the keeper
where the silent seep.
See the gate is open slightly
where the light is dying brightly.
Conjured dreams to greet the sleeper
where the living weep.
See the doorway dark and waiting
filled with Death and never sating.
Have I found a hunger deeper
where the dying sleep.
to a keep or creeper crawlin.
Crafted keys to call the keeper
where the silent seep.
See the gate is open slightly
where the light is dying brightly.
Conjured dreams to greet the sleeper
where the living weep.
See the doorway dark and waiting
filled with Death and never sating.
Have I found a hunger deeper
where the dying sleep.
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Feb 2018 9:14pm
19th Feb 2018 9:14pm
Devolved
Something feels inside me twisted
nightmares still I have resisted.
Back and forth my eyes are switching
from mankind defaced.
So I look for human feature
to replace in view this creature.
Up and down my body itching
in this prison placed.
Inhuman my own reflection
trapped to watch my own dissection.
Left to right the needle works
as life has lost its taste.
All I hear is faint in chatter
out my ears the drip of matter.
Something dark is close and lurks,
but all has been erased.
nightmares still I have resisted.
Back and forth my eyes are switching
from mankind defaced.
So I look for human feature
to replace in view this creature.
Up and down my body itching
in this prison placed.
Inhuman my own reflection
trapped to watch my own dissection.
Left to right the needle works
as life has lost its taste.
All I hear is faint in chatter
out my ears the drip of matter.
Something dark is close and lurks,
but all has been erased.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Feb 2018 3:39am
17th Feb 2018 3:39am
Lifescape
I walk along the shore above
a sea that storms below.
When watching how the waves
collide with sand that dreams of snow.
How those dreams are never met
when taken far away.
When dwelling over graves
I've yet to live another day.
I wear the present like a glove
yet still I'm prone to freeze.
When breathing life begins to choke
inflicting its disease.
How the silence carries me
to somewhere I'm okay.
When reaching for a ray of light
beyond a wall of gray.
I race along the shore aligning ...
a sea that storms below.
When watching how the waves
collide with sand that dreams of snow.
How those dreams are never met
when taken far away.
When dwelling over graves
I've yet to live another day.
I wear the present like a glove
yet still I'm prone to freeze.
When breathing life begins to choke
inflicting its disease.
How the silence carries me
to somewhere I'm okay.
When reaching for a ray of light
beyond a wall of gray.
I race along the shore aligning ...
#hope
#wind
#silence
#nature
#spiritual
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jan 2018 7:33pm
12th Jan 2018 7:33pm
A Moment
Face the day my heart is racing
when my thoughts are outer spacing.
Grace my doorway with your vision
echoing my indecision.
Back and forth my footsteps pacing,
for all life your touch is facing
me with something never felt-
panic over manic dealt.
In my eyes your outline tracing
me a silver line encasing
days beyond the treasure spent
when our youth would not relent.
On this journey set to travel
far beyond this lifes unravel.
Where we go from here uncertain,
catch my...
when my thoughts are outer spacing.
Grace my doorway with your vision
echoing my indecision.
Back and forth my footsteps pacing,
for all life your touch is facing
me with something never felt-
panic over manic dealt.
In my eyes your outline tracing
me a silver line encasing
days beyond the treasure spent
when our youth would not relent.
On this journey set to travel
far beyond this lifes unravel.
Where we go from here uncertain,
catch my...
#anxiety
#regret
#dark
#shadows
#MentalHealth
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Dec 2017 2:00am
29th Dec 2017 2:00am
Ending
I'm off tonight, but left it right
inside the pages creased.
And though I read beyond your sight
and breath of the deceased.
Still I see the flashes of the calm
before the storm.
When spreading out the ashes of
a time that kept me warm.
I left it there and cleared the air
inside your finished book.
I cannot grasp that ending here,
but dared I crept a look.
Still I see the morning as I wake
to curse this gift.
When dwelling on the break
that shifted me into this...
inside the pages creased.
And though I read beyond your sight
and breath of the deceased.
Still I see the flashes of the calm
before the storm.
When spreading out the ashes of
a time that kept me warm.
I left it there and cleared the air
inside your finished book.
I cannot grasp that ending here,
but dared I crept a look.
Still I see the morning as I wake
to curse this gift.
When dwelling on the break
that shifted me into this...
#storm
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DARK POEM
Published
21st Dec 2017 6:40pm
21st Dec 2017 6:40pm
Haunted
I've yet to feel your power,
But this needle in my brain.
We die by every hour held
in what we thinks humane.
Each memory will fade into
our dreams that go to waste.
My heart and mind debate
on what belief to cut and paste.
I cannot hear your words so wise
as dying sticks the vein.
The dead blackout the silent skies
and bathe me in its rain.
Each memory forgotten,
though nightmares still persist.
Inside the soul is rotten ...
But this needle in my brain.
We die by every hour held
in what we thinks humane.
Each memory will fade into
our dreams that go to waste.
My heart and mind debate
on what belief to cut and paste.
I cannot hear your words so wise
as dying sticks the vein.
The dead blackout the silent skies
and bathe me in its rain.
Each memory forgotten,
though nightmares still persist.
Inside the soul is rotten ...
#dark
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Dec 2017 2:43am
19th Dec 2017 2:43am
Dark Corridor
Puzzle placement passed perceiving
mazes mirror morbid mind.
Dark and deep the dreams are weaving
consciousness conceives the crime.
Corridors construct confusion
worn and weary writhing eyes.
Sift through thought of some delusion
some escape inside the lies.
Master madness as it's peaking
fractured fragments in decay.
Find the answers ever seeking
In the soul they solely lay.
Puzzle placement pushed persuading,
muzzle masking mortal mind.
In the maze forever waiting
In the shape of...
mazes mirror morbid mind.
Dark and deep the dreams are weaving
consciousness conceives the crime.
Corridors construct confusion
worn and weary writhing eyes.
Sift through thought of some delusion
some escape inside the lies.
Master madness as it's peaking
fractured fragments in decay.
Find the answers ever seeking
In the soul they solely lay.
Puzzle placement pushed persuading,
muzzle masking mortal mind.
In the maze forever waiting
In the shape of...
#dark
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7 Comments
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