Submissions by EmptyTree
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I do not compose the poems. They come to me on their own accord. I simply jot them down on paper.
SELF POEM
Published
27th Oct 2013 6:43am
27th Oct 2013 6:43am
Illness; contempt
With a feeling so dismal
Eyes about to flood
Emotions are as a squall;
So intense and so odd.
Going through fatigue,
I am on the brink of failure.
Shall I concede
While not close to the cure?
I am dying from the inside,
Infecting those around me
Causing their lividness;
The reason why I cried.
By life’s final decree
The incontestable greatness
I am to be built a bridge
That I may be glorified
To be the first to cross world’s ridge
And to...
Eyes about to flood
Emotions are as a squall;
So intense and so odd.
Going through fatigue,
I am on the brink of failure.
Shall I concede
While not close to the cure?
I am dying from the inside,
Infecting those around me
Causing their lividness;
The reason why I cried.
By life’s final decree
The incontestable greatness
I am to be built a bridge
That I may be glorified
To be the first to cross world’s ridge
And to...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Oct 2013 6:31am
27th Oct 2013 6:31am
In the lake
Engulfed in darkness of mind,
Above head in misery
There is a gaping void inside
Causing me to become dreary
In seek of a filler for I
Lakes of my frustration
Have Never allowed me to die
Not in my own execution
The down current of the lake
leads me to my salvation
The deeper I get to comfort’s wake
Will be ardent soul’s resurrection
Oh lady veiled in a mist
Bless me with thy own kindness
For through life’s endless twist
I strive for satisfying regress
Above head in misery
There is a gaping void inside
Causing me to become dreary
In seek of a filler for I
Lakes of my frustration
Have Never allowed me to die
Not in my own execution
The down current of the lake
leads me to my salvation
The deeper I get to comfort’s wake
Will be ardent soul’s resurrection
Oh lady veiled in a mist
Bless me with thy own kindness
For through life’s endless twist
I strive for satisfying regress
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Oct 2013 1:56pm
26th Oct 2013 1:56pm
Her eyes cross my side
Her eyes cross my side
Thrilling me to the bone
Has it ever crossed her mind
My tongue is molded stone
To be so close yet like a ghost
Like a reflection in water is I
I regret being love's host
I would rather die!
When will there come a cessation
To this twisting cycle
While provoked by devil's temptation
In a river of queerness, I am idle
Her eyes cross my side
Thrilling me to the bone
When will I ever find
Solace of being alone?
Thrilling me to the bone
Has it ever crossed her mind
My tongue is molded stone
To be so close yet like a ghost
Like a reflection in water is I
I regret being love's host
I would rather die!
When will there come a cessation
To this twisting cycle
While provoked by devil's temptation
In a river of queerness, I am idle
Her eyes cross my side
Thrilling me to the bone
When will I ever find
Solace of being alone?
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ANGER POEM
Published
26th Oct 2013 1:53pm
26th Oct 2013 1:53pm
Open the gates
Release hell fire into the seemingly innocent
Open thy Hades Gates; open Tartarus!
May the released captives slaughter
Take thy flag and rule an empire of horror!
Kill all, kill their daughter!
Let all the demons roam loose
All shall hear my laughter!
All shall rue not for absence of omens
But for fanning ignorance’s fire.
And those who cross me shall be strangled,
Executed; They be manhandled,
Where screeches are not meant for ears;
To the deafening pit of my ire!
No lover be...
Open thy Hades Gates; open Tartarus!
May the released captives slaughter
Take thy flag and rule an empire of horror!
Kill all, kill their daughter!
Let all the demons roam loose
All shall hear my laughter!
All shall rue not for absence of omens
But for fanning ignorance’s fire.
And those who cross me shall be strangled,
Executed; They be manhandled,
Where screeches are not meant for ears;
To the deafening pit of my ire!
No lover be...
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th Oct 2013 12:26pm
24th Oct 2013 12:26pm
The sun above
Let the water never meet the shore
May the foliage never acquire sunlight
That I may not be alone twisted by fate
Awaiting comfort by the summer solstice
Reaching out to touch the sun above
I feel the warmth but it is not attainable
Still a companion I would only dream of
With a satiating and unmeant embrace
The dusk taps me on my side as eyes widen
Dreams are only meant to be dreamed
Both including I chained only a breath away
Left to indulge of what it may have seemed.
May the foliage never acquire sunlight
That I may not be alone twisted by fate
Awaiting comfort by the summer solstice
Reaching out to touch the sun above
I feel the warmth but it is not attainable
Still a companion I would only dream of
With a satiating and unmeant embrace
The dusk taps me on my side as eyes widen
Dreams are only meant to be dreamed
Both including I chained only a breath away
Left to indulge of what it may have seemed.
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Oct 2013 9:35am
24th Oct 2013 9:35am
A path for one
It’s a slow autumn season again
Each leaf falls ever more so slowly
Giving more reason for my pen
To capture those that surround me
Through this walk I will not remain
To foresee what may lie ahead
I’m changing paths, maybe one mundane
That I may repose instead
Where the sun and moon are nonexistent
There are no stars nor groups of shrubs
The wiles of demise are imminent
For I, an ant, small but persistent
A perilous path- say none survived
And though I am far more nugatory
I choose to hold...
Each leaf falls ever more so slowly
Giving more reason for my pen
To capture those that surround me
Through this walk I will not remain
To foresee what may lie ahead
I’m changing paths, maybe one mundane
That I may repose instead
Where the sun and moon are nonexistent
There are no stars nor groups of shrubs
The wiles of demise are imminent
For I, an ant, small but persistent
A perilous path- say none survived
And though I am far more nugatory
I choose to hold...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
21st Oct 2013 11:25am
21st Oct 2013 11:25am
One dose to please
One dose of love and nerves intensify,
Dreams become vivid enough to stupefy
I shalt then leave weights ten paces back
No turning around, my past is now black!
Into the once thought void; the maelstrom
There lived a belle with a lost “came from”
She took my hand into memories I never had
Without need of shades to help me clad
To be at the zenith of my own glee
Took me to places only known by she
Every sight and every star a gleaming
She gave my scroll wondrous new deeming
Wait, don’t let go! Things are starting to blur!
I...
Dreams become vivid enough to stupefy
I shalt then leave weights ten paces back
No turning around, my past is now black!
Into the once thought void; the maelstrom
There lived a belle with a lost “came from”
She took my hand into memories I never had
Without need of shades to help me clad
To be at the zenith of my own glee
Took me to places only known by she
Every sight and every star a gleaming
She gave my scroll wondrous new deeming
Wait, don’t let go! Things are starting to blur!
I...
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Oct 2013 11:59am
16th Oct 2013 11:59am
A scenic moment
I tread slowly towards you
Hoping not to break the serenity,
Not to darken any hue,
Never to leave this place in aridity.
Look, and you shall see as I do,
Do not fret and you shall understand,
Stay and never say adieu,
For there is nowhere that is more grand.
Listen to the winds, they whisper
Telling of things in fantasies
And if you may be somewhat somber
The winds shall keep you at ease.
Notice how the dew-they shine
As if they were endeavoring the stars
Yet one as beautiful as mine
Will never be...
Hoping not to break the serenity,
Not to darken any hue,
Never to leave this place in aridity.
Look, and you shall see as I do,
Do not fret and you shall understand,
Stay and never say adieu,
For there is nowhere that is more grand.
Listen to the winds, they whisper
Telling of things in fantasies
And if you may be somewhat somber
The winds shall keep you at ease.
Notice how the dew-they shine
As if they were endeavoring the stars
Yet one as beautiful as mine
Will never be...
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DARK POEM
Published
13th Oct 2013 3:24pm
13th Oct 2013 3:24pm
Insanity
When mirrors reveal deceiving smiles
The weighing scale tends to falter
Making a victim of dubious wiles
Feel worried and start to shudder.
To live is now vague and grey
And sounds have become ambiguous.
The thread of mine starts to fray
As everything now is tenebrous.
Bothered now by demons’ voices
All start to become malevolent;
No matter how beautiful the rose
It’s still an enemy chosen.
Deprived of any one solace,
No change shall be there to scry.
To all gods, victims shall be aweless
For all there shall be is...
The weighing scale tends to falter
Making a victim of dubious wiles
Feel worried and start to shudder.
To live is now vague and grey
And sounds have become ambiguous.
The thread of mine starts to fray
As everything now is tenebrous.
Bothered now by demons’ voices
All start to become malevolent;
No matter how beautiful the rose
It’s still an enemy chosen.
Deprived of any one solace,
No change shall be there to scry.
To all gods, victims shall be aweless
For all there shall be is...
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Oct 2013 00:50am
13th Oct 2013 00:50am
To pass through this path
I anticipate all my steps,
Contemplating every breath,
Remembering each time I wept
To pass through this path unscathed.
I follow the stars and yet they betray me,
They've led me to the depths of solitude;
A deadly and enamoring abyss.
I lingered like a tree full of desire
A tree rooted in the midst of the mire
And while I know my time is fated
I have one last unsound wish.
I may just be confused and intoxicated
But I yearn for this deadlock to be a prelude;
A charm of the...
Contemplating every breath,
Remembering each time I wept
To pass through this path unscathed.
I follow the stars and yet they betray me,
They've led me to the depths of solitude;
A deadly and enamoring abyss.
I lingered like a tree full of desire
A tree rooted in the midst of the mire
And while I know my time is fated
I have one last unsound wish.
I may just be confused and intoxicated
But I yearn for this deadlock to be a prelude;
A charm of the...
596 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Oct 2013 1:26pm
12th Oct 2013 1:26pm
Perspective
To many I am insane
To little I am the wisest
To the ignorant I am lame
To the pessimist I am the brightest
Perspective after perspective, I am still the same
I am a human; an animal self-tamed
Experience is what feeds me
Learning is my cup of tea
Sadly in reality, nothing comes for free
For everything I get something must be given
the price should be my pride
Without it my soul starts to thriven.
To little I am the wisest
To the ignorant I am lame
To the pessimist I am the brightest
Perspective after perspective, I am still the same
I am a human; an animal self-tamed
Experience is what feeds me
Learning is my cup of tea
Sadly in reality, nothing comes for free
For everything I get something must be given
the price should be my pride
Without it my soul starts to thriven.
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Oct 2013 1:22pm
12th Oct 2013 1:22pm
A smile of deceit or happiness?
A smile of deceit or happiness?
Wouldn't something so beautiful surely be deadly?
Are you an assassin or an angel?
Why must a trap be so deadly?
I'am attracted yet I acknowledge this will be my demise
I could be wanting something true or just lies
To this beauty my eyes are blind
There is most likely no boons here to find
Although, there is a possibility that I'am mistaken
Ignorant and afraid of hardships of the forsaken
All in all I am confused; a dog left astray
A fool of love, here I lay
Aching, hurting yet foolishly yearning for more...
Wouldn't something so beautiful surely be deadly?
Are you an assassin or an angel?
Why must a trap be so deadly?
I'am attracted yet I acknowledge this will be my demise
I could be wanting something true or just lies
To this beauty my eyes are blind
There is most likely no boons here to find
Although, there is a possibility that I'am mistaken
Ignorant and afraid of hardships of the forsaken
All in all I am confused; a dog left astray
A fool of love, here I lay
Aching, hurting yet foolishly yearning for more...
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