Submissions by DystopianMelody
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Here lie some words. They will be remembered.
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Dec 2012 4:45pm
11th Dec 2012 4:45pm
Lonely heart
This wasn't supposed to rhyme, but it did anyway.
I am a melody without refrain, sitting in this darkened room with no one to share my pain. I can't seem to figure out why or work out how to give it another try. The sting of winter wind feels so cold, and I'm sitting here with no one to hold. I sit here all alone, is it the wind or the silence that chills me to the bone? How long will it last, or will I always be haunted, Living in the past. Sitting next to this open window, with all this pain in my heart and no one to show. As night turns to day, I wonder if she'll ever find me,...
I am a melody without refrain, sitting in this darkened room with no one to share my pain. I can't seem to figure out why or work out how to give it another try. The sting of winter wind feels so cold, and I'm sitting here with no one to hold. I sit here all alone, is it the wind or the silence that chills me to the bone? How long will it last, or will I always be haunted, Living in the past. Sitting next to this open window, with all this pain in my heart and no one to show. As night turns to day, I wonder if she'll ever find me,...
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Dec 2012 10:15am
11th Dec 2012 10:15am
Screaming Silent Lies
Originally for the end of the world as we know it competition
Empty fields and burned husks of corn, babies dying before their born bodies torn and broken, left where they were killed, the buzzing silence of flies stretches too deep to ever be filled. The feasting of the vermin is a sight too wretched to imagine, once we shunned them and now they evict us.the rats burrow inside while crows prefer eyes, supper screaming silent lies with their faces twisted in a rictus, casualties of random not enough cause and too much effectology, unstoppable because of superior technology, It...
Empty fields and burned husks of corn, babies dying before their born bodies torn and broken, left where they were killed, the buzzing silence of flies stretches too deep to ever be filled. The feasting of the vermin is a sight too wretched to imagine, once we shunned them and now they evict us.the rats burrow inside while crows prefer eyes, supper screaming silent lies with their faces twisted in a rictus, casualties of random not enough cause and too much effectology, unstoppable because of superior technology, It...
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STORY POEM
Published
11th Dec 2012 6:48am
11th Dec 2012 6:48am
The ballad of broken needles
I'll make you forget the filth on the walls around us, i'll make it so you cant feel the needles grinding beneath your feet, make you forget the rain, the cold and sleet in our eyes is blinding
Using the silver from my tongue i'll make you a shield to guard against the all the horror, make you forget your alone through every lonely night and consider it an honour.
I'll make you forget those staring guys, i'll always treat you right, amaze you with the respect i show. Now tell me your struggle and I'll make it easier with all that I know, and protect you from those who...
Using the silver from my tongue i'll make you a shield to guard against the all the horror, make you forget your alone through every lonely night and consider it an honour.
I'll make you forget those staring guys, i'll always treat you right, amaze you with the respect i show. Now tell me your struggle and I'll make it easier with all that I know, and protect you from those who...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Dec 2012 8:43am
10th Dec 2012 8:43am
Such is life
Our lives are so elastic, one day we're convinced we can't go on. Convinced that life can't possibly continue without that star we seemed to orbit around, yet today here we stand. And slowly but surely we come to realise, inspiration dawning like a sunrise behind our eyes that..... Hold on..... The world is is still here, in the morning there's still sunshine, and by night there's still a few shining stars. For a short while our universe was diminished, and maybe the summer sun didn't feel as warm, but through it all our lives didn't lose meaning, they just had to shift their focus. Life's...
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STORY POEM
Published
10th Dec 2012 6:47am
10th Dec 2012 6:47am
A thousand wishes
A thousand wishes scattered like autumn leaves, drifting away in unison, floating on nostalgic sighs, with a thousand regrets even the wind grieves, thinking back on all the how's and why's. The wind and I, we're cut from the same cloth, but what are we to you, the wind and I? Just a whisper in your ear, or a soundtrack for your fear? Just once we'd like to join, I called for you, didn't you hear? It must have been the wind again, we don't get on the wind and I, and I'll always wonder why.
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Dec 2012 10:52pm
9th Dec 2012 10:52pm
I Miss You
I miss you. Not in some abstract 'like the desert misses the rain' type of thing, but its not a memory of a lust fuelled type of fling. I'm not gonna be moist and say that I was complete when I was with you, but girl, even after everything that's been said and done i still miss you. You were the comfy sofa I lay my heart on when I came home, you were the warm fire I huddled closer to when the world turned cold. With you behind me i could afford to suddenly be bold. The world seemed a world seemed a wonderful place, laid out before me, all the grimy edges disguised with flowery lace. But...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Dec 2012 10:18pm
9th Dec 2012 10:18pm
Excesses
Princes and princesses , indulge in your excesses, squabble over your imaginary domains, fight over joy's remains, heads held high as life passes you by,
So wear your hollow crown, look in the mirror and admire that fashionable frown, the fruits of your misguided labours rot and fester under your watchful gaze, loneliness fills all of your days, so tell me again that all I do is preach, why should i advise your highness and try to teach what shouldn't have to be taught, try to show the value of affection that hasn't been bought, so imagine your shiny thrones, and make them from your...
So wear your hollow crown, look in the mirror and admire that fashionable frown, the fruits of your misguided labours rot and fester under your watchful gaze, loneliness fills all of your days, so tell me again that all I do is preach, why should i advise your highness and try to teach what shouldn't have to be taught, try to show the value of affection that hasn't been bought, so imagine your shiny thrones, and make them from your...
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Dec 2012 4:46am
9th Dec 2012 4:46am
Killing Time
Everybody here has blood dripping from their fingers, the evidence may be gone but the memory still lingers. Why were we so motivated, gears of our brain turning, so perfectly premeditated. What crime was committed, that made us think murder was permitted. we killed what we have so little of, invited you the cliffs edge, then pushed you off. I'll murder you again time, gut you, then wipe away the slime, what was your crime? You persuaded me to forget, to forgive, you rob so many of their will to live, yet nobody thought to lay the blame at your door, for the casual way you rob everyone I'll...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
9th Dec 2012 4:43am
9th Dec 2012 4:43am
Lost
A wise man once said not everyone who wanders is lost. I have wandered and met other wanderers on the roads I travelled. That wise man has never truly wandered, if he had he would know that we only walk to reach a destination that can't be reached, no matter how many leagues we may run, our conclusion is never reached. It may be that there never was a destination for us, or we may have just been walking down the wrong road but either way, that way is gone, left so far back it may aswell not exist. I may not be wise, but I'll say it anyway. Every man that wanders may not be lost, but he has...
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