Submissions by Falconite
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I recently started writing poems about the struggles and trials of life. I hope to one day compile my poetry into a book and have it published. If you see my works posted elsewhere under a different name, it is probably me, for I go by a few aliases.
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Jun 2015 11:30pm
6th Jun 2015 11:30pm
Love is a Meal
Love is a meal
Sweet in the mouth
Satisfying to the stomach
Hellacious as it exits
And all that's left?
Shit
Sweet in the mouth
Satisfying to the stomach
Hellacious as it exits
And all that's left?
Shit
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DARK POEM
Published
21st Apr 2015 7:15am
21st Apr 2015 7:15am
Holes
There's a hole in my heart without you
Nothing can compare
The songs we sung are silent
There's sorrow in the air
There's nothing but pain without you
Everywhere I go
No matter what vice I try
Your pleasure I'll never know
There's no joy in life without you
From the mountains to the sea
Nothing can bring myself to life
Like you did for me
There's a hole in my heart without you
Like the one I put in your head
It just isn't quite the same here
Now that you're gone and dead
Nothing can compare
The songs we sung are silent
There's sorrow in the air
There's nothing but pain without you
Everywhere I go
No matter what vice I try
Your pleasure I'll never know
There's no joy in life without you
From the mountains to the sea
Nothing can bring myself to life
Like you did for me
There's a hole in my heart without you
Like the one I put in your head
It just isn't quite the same here
Now that you're gone and dead
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd May 2014 00:53am
22nd May 2014 00:53am
Moving On
I thought I had moved on.
I was merely fooling myself.
Time is the only panacea for this grief.
No temporary diversion can suffice.
Will this regret ever cease?
Or will it consume me to the grave?
If such sorrow reoccurs
My soul will bend to the abyss.
I really did love you all this time.
Why didn't I realize it?
It's too late now.
The hourglass has been spent.
I must go on now.
But not without an empty heart.
Will I find another like you?
Never, that's impossible.
This scene takes place again and again.
How much can a man's...
I was merely fooling myself.
Time is the only panacea for this grief.
No temporary diversion can suffice.
Will this regret ever cease?
Or will it consume me to the grave?
If such sorrow reoccurs
My soul will bend to the abyss.
I really did love you all this time.
Why didn't I realize it?
It's too late now.
The hourglass has been spent.
I must go on now.
But not without an empty heart.
Will I find another like you?
Never, that's impossible.
This scene takes place again and again.
How much can a man's...
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LOVE POEM
Published
18th May 2014 6:41pm
18th May 2014 6:41pm
Love's Regret
Why didn't I love you
When I had the perfect chance?
Now I'm left here, all alone
The one to blame, myself.
This regret brings tears to eye
Each time I hear your name.
Now that I'm left here, broken
I'll never be the same.
When I had the perfect chance?
Now I'm left here, all alone
The one to blame, myself.
This regret brings tears to eye
Each time I hear your name.
Now that I'm left here, broken
I'll never be the same.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th May 2014 1:32am
17th May 2014 1:32am
Secret of the Trees
One day, I woke in darkened wood
Amongst the aged pines I stood
And asked the secret to life so old
Never a tale so fearsome told.
The trees talked back, and grim replied
Not one deceased chose when he died.
Each lay at the mercy of the lumberjack.
Any choice in the matter, they strictly lack
But lay in wait for the cutting day
When each one shall bend and fray.
Such is the fate of all mankind
Though desperately we attempt to rewind.
But all is vain, a fruitless struggle
Though our riches we try to smuggle
Across the bridge of...
Amongst the aged pines I stood
And asked the secret to life so old
Never a tale so fearsome told.
The trees talked back, and grim replied
Not one deceased chose when he died.
Each lay at the mercy of the lumberjack.
Any choice in the matter, they strictly lack
But lay in wait for the cutting day
When each one shall bend and fray.
Such is the fate of all mankind
Though desperately we attempt to rewind.
But all is vain, a fruitless struggle
Though our riches we try to smuggle
Across the bridge of...
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SELF POEM
Published
14th May 2014 8:01am
14th May 2014 8:01am
Seclusion
Trust? Me? Perish the thought!
I tried that once, dirts all I got.
Peace? Me? Nowhere to be found!
Fear, pain, sorrow, are all that abound.
Love? Me? No one would dare!
They all flee from me, not one left to care.
Hope? Me? What is the use?
All that it leaves is internal abuse.
No matter the struggle, I remain obtuse.
All that's left for me, is to remain a recluse.
I tried that once, dirts all I got.
Peace? Me? Nowhere to be found!
Fear, pain, sorrow, are all that abound.
Love? Me? No one would dare!
They all flee from me, not one left to care.
Hope? Me? What is the use?
All that it leaves is internal abuse.
No matter the struggle, I remain obtuse.
All that's left for me, is to remain a recluse.
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DARK POEM
Published
8th May 2014 1:37am
8th May 2014 1:37am
My Sweet Ellie
Sweet Ellie meant all life to me.
In her tender arms I felt finally free.
But death so cruel, his blackest hand
Took mine own Ellie from this land.
Torrents of sorrow filled each bone
My shattered spirit became a stone.
This terror's fangs, cruel agony bring.
I have tried so many an evil thing
To cover the torment held deep within
With countless attempt at deepest sin.
My wrist I slit to dull the pain.
The crimson flow fell down like rain.
I sook the bottle to ease the flood
And oft awoke in pools of blood.
I turned to pills to...
In her tender arms I felt finally free.
But death so cruel, his blackest hand
Took mine own Ellie from this land.
Torrents of sorrow filled each bone
My shattered spirit became a stone.
This terror's fangs, cruel agony bring.
I have tried so many an evil thing
To cover the torment held deep within
With countless attempt at deepest sin.
My wrist I slit to dull the pain.
The crimson flow fell down like rain.
I sook the bottle to ease the flood
And oft awoke in pools of blood.
I turned to pills to...
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DARK POEM
Published
4th May 2014 3:52am
4th May 2014 3:52am
Slavery Within
Bound by shackles yet again.
Once more I've fallen deep to sin.
These blackened chains cannot be loosed.
One choice remains, the swaying noose.
Alas! There rings the fateful knell!
The only path leads straight to hell.
Bound neath the tempting lion's paw
The air grows cold, and darkness fall.
Dreams of tattered wrist fresh slit
This ebony soul, no longer lit.
Is there any respite from writhing here?
Or am I forced to live by fear?
Regret draws nigh, his fangs deep cut.
My...
Once more I've fallen deep to sin.
These blackened chains cannot be loosed.
One choice remains, the swaying noose.
Alas! There rings the fateful knell!
The only path leads straight to hell.
Bound neath the tempting lion's paw
The air grows cold, and darkness fall.
Dreams of tattered wrist fresh slit
This ebony soul, no longer lit.
Is there any respite from writhing here?
Or am I forced to live by fear?
Regret draws nigh, his fangs deep cut.
My...
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