Submissions by ElrondSirfalas
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A spaceman , it's what they call me ... uh , earth to kid .
STORY POEM
Published
18th Dec 2012 4:42pm
18th Dec 2012 4:42pm
Ritual Hour [VII]
The practice before me was something so foreign
Their tempo of chant was that which evoked my adrenaline
The circle they worshipped began it's eruption of colours;
spewing a spectacle of radiance that was a spectrum of some other
The hexagram itself began to shine with an ominous gleam;
All but one vertex was a blaze; what could that mean?
Perhaps, their party of six was too small in number;
To awaken the demon from it's monotonous slumber?
To complete the ensemble of seven must be my own task;
The sprites were fixed in trance; I had no...
Their tempo of chant was that which evoked my adrenaline
The circle they worshipped began it's eruption of colours;
spewing a spectacle of radiance that was a spectrum of some other
The hexagram itself began to shine with an ominous gleam;
All but one vertex was a blaze; what could that mean?
Perhaps, their party of six was too small in number;
To awaken the demon from it's monotonous slumber?
To complete the ensemble of seven must be my own task;
The sprites were fixed in trance; I had no...
843 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Dec 2012 2:12am
18th Dec 2012 2:12am
Homo Psalm
I want to be the sullen man
scrawling stories I never knew
That the Lesser-Scribe-Drew
On a happy misanthropic span
Of hey how are you's,
A Pithy and empty persuance
Following a predetermined response
Of nothing how about you?
Simplistic case of cause and effect
Gay allusions to grandeur schemes
There it is the conveyance of theme
As the necromancing poets resurect
Meaning lost and found again
The queer bohemian with an ink stick
Finds a variant on lingual tricks
written in a not-so-distant ruin
...
scrawling stories I never knew
That the Lesser-Scribe-Drew
On a happy misanthropic span
Of hey how are you's,
A Pithy and empty persuance
Following a predetermined response
Of nothing how about you?
Simplistic case of cause and effect
Gay allusions to grandeur schemes
There it is the conveyance of theme
As the necromancing poets resurect
Meaning lost and found again
The queer bohemian with an ink stick
Finds a variant on lingual tricks
written in a not-so-distant ruin
...
#dreams
599 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Dec 2012 9:14pm
17th Dec 2012 9:14pm
Anything Less Than Perfect
Hello Mr.Law nice to meet you
I can only assume what you plan to do
Fill your palace with another criminal
An outweighed sentence and your sympathy minimal
Haha! but look at this i've got money this time!
The representation of wealth and greed is sublime
Prestige on my side and there goes your jurisdiction
So, You grant me diversion to heal my minds affliction?
Fancy be and fancy sells I guess i'm content with this fine
To be told what I've learned through all the signs
A psychiatric assessment to tell me i'm me
Mental illness is just...
I can only assume what you plan to do
Fill your palace with another criminal
An outweighed sentence and your sympathy minimal
Haha! but look at this i've got money this time!
The representation of wealth and greed is sublime
Prestige on my side and there goes your jurisdiction
So, You grant me diversion to heal my minds affliction?
Fancy be and fancy sells I guess i'm content with this fine
To be told what I've learned through all the signs
A psychiatric assessment to tell me i'm me
Mental illness is just...
558 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Dec 2012 3:43pm
17th Dec 2012 3:43pm
Three Words That Saved Me
You're leaving me breathless as you say those three words
It's your perfect smile saying all I need to hear
It's your sparkling eyes staring straight into me
It's your warmth and touch caressing me with sensation
It's every time you hold my hand so tightly
All the seconds ticking by with you in my arms
As I watch your heart bleed out a perfect story;
Your perfect visions of our fairy tale destiny
I can't help but feel all these silent whispers
As we create a higher frequency of belonging
Inside our hearts we've made this perfect beauty
We're...
It's your perfect smile saying all I need to hear
It's your sparkling eyes staring straight into me
It's your warmth and touch caressing me with sensation
It's every time you hold my hand so tightly
All the seconds ticking by with you in my arms
As I watch your heart bleed out a perfect story;
Your perfect visions of our fairy tale destiny
I can't help but feel all these silent whispers
As we create a higher frequency of belonging
Inside our hearts we've made this perfect beauty
We're...
702 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Dec 2012 10:59pm
14th Dec 2012 10:59pm
Alive And Grateful
Cubicle wealth in a free range prestige
Propagodly status fed and beseiged
Labeling slavery as life to the fullest
Maxed out labour leading to scheduled rest
Border line imprisonment and xenophobia
Jump the barrier to become that criteria
Immortal greed playing snakes and favourites
Rolling their dice killing others while doing it
Pocket book scratches on an expendable mass
Herding the true minority into fear and class
Assimilating questions into terror and answers
Stock piling ammunition as the war horse cantors
Someone tell me...
Propagodly status fed and beseiged
Labeling slavery as life to the fullest
Maxed out labour leading to scheduled rest
Border line imprisonment and xenophobia
Jump the barrier to become that criteria
Immortal greed playing snakes and favourites
Rolling their dice killing others while doing it
Pocket book scratches on an expendable mass
Herding the true minority into fear and class
Assimilating questions into terror and answers
Stock piling ammunition as the war horse cantors
Someone tell me...
638 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Dec 2012 3:59pm
12th Dec 2012 3:59pm
Yin And Yang
Upon this inauguration of chaotic life
We label our feelings as prosperity and strife
Trivial perception Of these emotive sensations leave us bland
To have lived is to find meaning in the body you stand
One may question the magicians' ability to alter the exterior
Yet anything physical and with mass is prone to the interior
Such is the same with emotions- none can tell a virtue certainly
For the man who speaks in absolute shall lie grotesquely
A religious sect might say one side is greater than the other
And, that this mortal...
We label our feelings as prosperity and strife
Trivial perception Of these emotive sensations leave us bland
To have lived is to find meaning in the body you stand
One may question the magicians' ability to alter the exterior
Yet anything physical and with mass is prone to the interior
Such is the same with emotions- none can tell a virtue certainly
For the man who speaks in absolute shall lie grotesquely
A religious sect might say one side is greater than the other
And, that this mortal...
753 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Dec 2012 6:41pm
11th Dec 2012 6:41pm
Forest Town
Winds pass by this forest town
Red vained foliage in it's grips
Dancing in flight until it trips
Onto the floor as a wonderous gown
Dressed for the seasonal passage
Into a blooming springtime marriage
Birds pass by this forest town
In flocks of many or a few
Gliding on a backdrop of blue
Eyes from the sky peering down
Scanning for a familiar home
Where they can live and gaily roam
Stars pass by this forest town
Gleaming over the blackened landscape
Leaving the endless void agape
With naught but a sparkling crown
A...
Red vained foliage in it's grips
Dancing in flight until it trips
Onto the floor as a wonderous gown
Dressed for the seasonal passage
Into a blooming springtime marriage
Birds pass by this forest town
In flocks of many or a few
Gliding on a backdrop of blue
Eyes from the sky peering down
Scanning for a familiar home
Where they can live and gaily roam
Stars pass by this forest town
Gleaming over the blackened landscape
Leaving the endless void agape
With naught but a sparkling crown
A...
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0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Dec 2012 4:18pm
11th Dec 2012 4:18pm
For The Son Of Something
This is the hidden exsistence of a broken man
Fascinated by death and his unfulfilled plan
To course the weak into unsuspecting fear
Striving for happiness in his suicidal ideals
And what If he was too scared to speak?
Wait for his birthday to come in a week?
What could the king of nothing do?
Make his final breath and start a new
Certain of nothing but the end is a constant
Call it a tragic ending or a sorrow filled detriment
None the less you're a slave to his resolution
Attracted to the whim of an absolute solution
...
Fascinated by death and his unfulfilled plan
To course the weak into unsuspecting fear
Striving for happiness in his suicidal ideals
And what If he was too scared to speak?
Wait for his birthday to come in a week?
What could the king of nothing do?
Make his final breath and start a new
Certain of nothing but the end is a constant
Call it a tragic ending or a sorrow filled detriment
None the less you're a slave to his resolution
Attracted to the whim of an absolute solution
...
642 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Nov 2012 1:38pm
28th Nov 2012 1:38pm
Short Of Forever
I fell in love the first time we met
What a perfect day to remember
Your arms around me as the sun set
Hearing serenades as the thunder crashed
My lips on your neck as waves splashed
I still feel it all on this day of November
I just can't wait to see you again
This life is too short, so lets make it forever
I hope you read these words from my pen
and, tell me today that you'll never leave
For you my dear I'd wear my heart on my sleeve
If you ever feel like crying I'll be there whenever
These mornings pass by...
What a perfect day to remember
Your arms around me as the sun set
Hearing serenades as the thunder crashed
My lips on your neck as waves splashed
I still feel it all on this day of November
I just can't wait to see you again
This life is too short, so lets make it forever
I hope you read these words from my pen
and, tell me today that you'll never leave
For you my dear I'd wear my heart on my sleeve
If you ever feel like crying I'll be there whenever
These mornings pass by...
3288 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Nov 2012 11:28am
28th Nov 2012 11:28am
Dying Young
We once knew a girl
Polite and cold to the touch
Icy slopes that called her home
Still young and yet to unfurl
Words cut short saying so much
Died in her sleep writing a poem
Passed through a dream that night
Angels lifting from the blanket hug
Daylight came and she couldn't wake
Greeting father rose to the morbid fright
Grasped her hand and began to tug
Cried a hymn he just couldn't take
Friends at school didn't know she was gone
Laughed profusely 'til the deafening announcement
The intercom obituary stuttered and hallowed...
Polite and cold to the touch
Icy slopes that called her home
Still young and yet to unfurl
Words cut short saying so much
Died in her sleep writing a poem
Passed through a dream that night
Angels lifting from the blanket hug
Daylight came and she couldn't wake
Greeting father rose to the morbid fright
Grasped her hand and began to tug
Cried a hymn he just couldn't take
Friends at school didn't know she was gone
Laughed profusely 'til the deafening announcement
The intercom obituary stuttered and hallowed...
946 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Nov 2012 11:25am
27th Nov 2012 11:25am
For You
Another slumber and one more dream
We've met again in your smiles gleam
A perfect form of beauty looking back
Telling me she loves me as our lips smack
Holding eachother in such a vast warmth-
Under a crimson star shining from the north
My eyes could never leave your stare
You've guided me out of my despair
Taught me what it means to fall in love
Showed me what your heart is made of
As we sit side by side in a passionate breeze;
Your elegance surpasses the tallest trees
I want this feeling to be my eternity
I need your touch to be...
We've met again in your smiles gleam
A perfect form of beauty looking back
Telling me she loves me as our lips smack
Holding eachother in such a vast warmth-
Under a crimson star shining from the north
My eyes could never leave your stare
You've guided me out of my despair
Taught me what it means to fall in love
Showed me what your heart is made of
As we sit side by side in a passionate breeze;
Your elegance surpasses the tallest trees
I want this feeling to be my eternity
I need your touch to be...
766 reads
2 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
26th Nov 2012 10:50am
26th Nov 2012 10:50am
Dead Melody
Dance with the blind
Sing with the deaf
Feel past your mind
And alas it's ineff'
To frolic with sight;
Is to see only skies
To know not of light;
Is the fate of our eyes
To hear without sound
What a peculiar thing
For they are bound;
To transcend as they sing
Be who you are
A phrase of cliche
You'll need to look far;
For a soul as they say
Sing a tune of your own
and Ignore What i've said
For These words i've sown;
Are hollow and dead
Dance with the blind
Sing with the deaf
Feel...
Sing with the deaf
Feel past your mind
And alas it's ineff'
To frolic with sight;
Is to see only skies
To know not of light;
Is the fate of our eyes
To hear without sound
What a peculiar thing
For they are bound;
To transcend as they sing
Be who you are
A phrase of cliche
You'll need to look far;
For a soul as they say
Sing a tune of your own
and Ignore What i've said
For These words i've sown;
Are hollow and dead
Dance with the blind
Sing with the deaf
Feel...
853 reads
9 Comments
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