Submissions by Forcubanlinx
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Night will Come and I will Follow
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Jan 2025 9:36pm
29th Jan 2025 9:36pm
Of Dreams and Souls
What a shame.
There was something in the way—
fallen prey to my own misgivings.
Yet, it's okay to feel; it proves I have feelings.
The sorrow I'm in is lingering.
For that embrace, I'd do it again—
Not a romantic, just someone with a heart that swells,
A dreamer who believes if you bestow me your soul,
I'll give you mine as well.
There was something in the way—
fallen prey to my own misgivings.
Yet, it's okay to feel; it proves I have feelings.
The sorrow I'm in is lingering.
For that embrace, I'd do it again—
Not a romantic, just someone with a heart that swells,
A dreamer who believes if you bestow me your soul,
I'll give you mine as well.
#beauty
#crush
#FallingInLove
#ILoveYou
#love
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
14th Jan 2025 3:39am
14th Jan 2025 3:39am
Diary Entry II
I've been surviving on sadness, drenched in misery,
but I shouldn’t. God knows I don’t belong
among this withering breed.
The Lord knows—every day is a test.
And now, the same air I breathe is killing me,
choking on the fiery catastrophe
that’s plaguing my city.
There must be something deep inside—
some wound embedded, some cause of this insanity.
So I can’t afford to be caught lacking—
must wipe the smoke and ash from my eyes,
because one false step, and I’m buried.
I may have lost some hope,
but within this harried dread, I...
but I shouldn’t. God knows I don’t belong
among this withering breed.
The Lord knows—every day is a test.
And now, the same air I breathe is killing me,
choking on the fiery catastrophe
that’s plaguing my city.
There must be something deep inside—
some wound embedded, some cause of this insanity.
So I can’t afford to be caught lacking—
must wipe the smoke and ash from my eyes,
because one false step, and I’m buried.
I may have lost some hope,
but within this harried dread, I...
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
#tragedy
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
8th Jan 2025 2:44am
8th Jan 2025 2:44am
Diary Entry I
Falling once again,
It’s her smile and elegance
That make it hard—
Pretending to stay friends.
What should I do?
Express nothing, or stay true to my heart,
Even if it may pull us apart.
It’s her smile and elegance
That make it hard—
Pretending to stay friends.
What should I do?
Express nothing, or stay true to my heart,
Even if it may pull us apart.
#FallingInLove
#ILoveYou
#love
#courage
#ForbiddenLove
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SELF POEM
Published
31st Dec 2024 3:01am
31st Dec 2024 3:01am
Not Like You
In the night, I feel complete,
Immersed in my unique world.
The darkness brings peace,
Free from the troubles of the day.
Yet, you wouldn't understand
That it's hard for me to blend in,
So I withdraw into the tranquility of solitude.
Since my virtue matters, so does my integrity--
I lament being crude, but I'm not like you.
But how can you expect me to lie?
When you know, I struggle just to simply get by.
Immersed in my unique world.
The darkness brings peace,
Free from the troubles of the day.
Yet, you wouldn't understand
That it's hard for me to blend in,
So I withdraw into the tranquility of solitude.
Since my virtue matters, so does my integrity--
I lament being crude, but I'm not like you.
But how can you expect me to lie?
When you know, I struggle just to simply get by.
#emotional
#emptiness
#loneliness
#misunderstood
#sadness
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3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Dec 2024 5:41pm
27th Dec 2024 5:41pm
Because of you
Was it a coincidence to see you once more?
Now, these emotions that once subsided have found meaning again.
I must take advantage of what can transpire and not succumb to timidity like before.
I cannot lose control. She is wonderful, but my heart is broken.
Some might say that it's okay to pretend, since I'm used to these sorrowful feelings.
My memory hasn't always been the best.
In my defense, I tend to be oblivious.
Were her glances warm, or has time turned them cold?
I must get serious.
Pondering the past will never allow me to grow.
Maybe...
Now, these emotions that once subsided have found meaning again.
I must take advantage of what can transpire and not succumb to timidity like before.
I cannot lose control. She is wonderful, but my heart is broken.
Some might say that it's okay to pretend, since I'm used to these sorrowful feelings.
My memory hasn't always been the best.
In my defense, I tend to be oblivious.
Were her glances warm, or has time turned them cold?
I must get serious.
Pondering the past will never allow me to grow.
Maybe...
#love
#beauty
#FallingInLove
#lover
#romantic
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2024 9:35pm
3rd Dec 2024 9:35pm
The Doom of Progressive Anatomy
Extending the life of those trapped in subjugation,
Agonizing torment—the modification of the enslaved.
Haunting vibrations echo through the air,
Pleading for mercy, but suffering is the only way.
Contorting bodies—the ramifications of despair,
Malevolent scenes, a choir of shrieking flesh.
A grim sight to take in,
The dawn of a new existence—
In control of soul and body,
Genetic reconstruction—the future in mass production.
A mind without emotion, to fulfill the maker's decree.
Instruments of destruction—entities devoid of personality. ...
Agonizing torment—the modification of the enslaved.
Haunting vibrations echo through the air,
Pleading for mercy, but suffering is the only way.
Contorting bodies—the ramifications of despair,
Malevolent scenes, a choir of shrieking flesh.
A grim sight to take in,
The dawn of a new existence—
In control of soul and body,
Genetic reconstruction—the future in mass production.
A mind without emotion, to fulfill the maker's decree.
Instruments of destruction—entities devoid of personality. ...
#dark
#dystopian
#horror
#scifi
#apocalypse
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Nov 2024 8:04pm
26th Nov 2024 8:04pm
Domain of Decay
The pain is real,
destined to burn.
Into the abyss I must yonder,
Bestowing my soul
To the infernal father.
At birth, I was marked,
A stark reminder of the terror—
Forever lost, slave to endless gore,
Flesh decaying, death's stench, and horror.
Agonizing bellows fill the land.
Ashes of burning bodies saturate the living, coating my soon-to-be sadistic hands.
My new home, where the unholy dwell and life fades,
The nightly bells soften the screams
Of those charred at the stake.
destined to burn.
Into the abyss I must yonder,
Bestowing my soul
To the infernal father.
At birth, I was marked,
A stark reminder of the terror—
Forever lost, slave to endless gore,
Flesh decaying, death's stench, and horror.
Agonizing bellows fill the land.
Ashes of burning bodies saturate the living, coating my soon-to-be sadistic hands.
My new home, where the unholy dwell and life fades,
The nightly bells soften the screams
Of those charred at the stake.
#dark
#death
#evil
#horror
#nightmares
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1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
14th Nov 2024 8:36pm
14th Nov 2024 8:36pm
Left to Die
Aberration of the dark world
Limbs lost; the pearly white skeleton shows.
Flesh rots, disease spreads, sepsis grows.
Putrid life begins to wither away.
Flies abound; ripped victims lie in pain.
Agony of those who starve, and no one else.
Perpetual suffering until the end—
excruciating misery is all they felt.
While decaying stench rises,
the body and soul crumble.
Gore in sight makes the feeble tremble—
bodies hacked to death; Life exists no longer.
Bloodied scourge engulfs the air;
mutilation and pestilence, visual of sadistic...
Limbs lost; the pearly white skeleton shows.
Flesh rots, disease spreads, sepsis grows.
Putrid life begins to wither away.
Flies abound; ripped victims lie in pain.
Agony of those who starve, and no one else.
Perpetual suffering until the end—
excruciating misery is all they felt.
While decaying stench rises,
the body and soul crumble.
Gore in sight makes the feeble tremble—
bodies hacked to death; Life exists no longer.
Bloodied scourge engulfs the air;
mutilation and pestilence, visual of sadistic...
#dark
#death
#evil
#fear
#horror
152 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
12th Nov 2024 6:10pm
12th Nov 2024 6:10pm
Fading into Silence
All throughout my skin,
can't scrub off the dirt.
My eyes grow weary;
don’t know if I’m still living.
My soul feels obsolete,
and others can’t perceive
if I’m still breathing.
The sun doesn't warm anymore.
Lies don’t feel the same, not like before.
Nothing is tangible, nothing to grasp,
no control, not past me, not past you.
The construct—a fiber entwined, bound with my existence.
If only it vanished and with it took
the weariness from my heart.
A far cry from my tenet,
living by absolutes, and death is a viable one.
can't scrub off the dirt.
My eyes grow weary;
don’t know if I’m still living.
My soul feels obsolete,
and others can’t perceive
if I’m still breathing.
The sun doesn't warm anymore.
Lies don’t feel the same, not like before.
Nothing is tangible, nothing to grasp,
no control, not past me, not past you.
The construct—a fiber entwined, bound with my existence.
If only it vanished and with it took
the weariness from my heart.
A far cry from my tenet,
living by absolutes, and death is a viable one.
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
#suffering
#conflict
108 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
31st Oct 2024 4:44pm
31st Oct 2024 4:44pm
Here I Go Again
How can I even laugh
When everything seems gray.
Why do you expect me to smile
When my world won't sway.
The coldness in my body
bears the burden of perpetual suffering.
Everything is strange.
A great peril, a calamity, such a fray
That my affection withers away
Though as is my virtue impartial,
Every secret is etched beneath my skin.
And there's an emptiness inside me;
That tore away the innocence and left only sins.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
In the obscure, I must dolefully abide.
When everything seems gray.
Why do you expect me to smile
When my world won't sway.
The coldness in my body
bears the burden of perpetual suffering.
Everything is strange.
A great peril, a calamity, such a fray
That my affection withers away
Though as is my virtue impartial,
Every secret is etched beneath my skin.
And there's an emptiness inside me;
That tore away the innocence and left only sins.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
In the obscure, I must dolefully abide.
#conflict
#emptiness
#loneliness #sadness
#loneliness #sadness
211 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
27th Oct 2024 5:05am
27th Oct 2024 5:05am
Children of the Frosted Dark
A black star envelops the night;
Forsaken blood is the guiding light.
Hungry children roam the streets,
Seeking the all-mother to set them free.
Decaying murmurs haunt the peace
Where the frozen sleep.
Fallen soldiers drown in the bleakest pit;
In the shadows, the specter creeps.
The aberration feeds on tormented minds;
In the whispering annals, the iced souls don’t die.
Pallid, docile children, a coven of dark rites,
Echo the stillness, and yonder the flames,
Hoping for the Matron—the Keeper of the Abyss—
To not summon the...
Forsaken blood is the guiding light.
Hungry children roam the streets,
Seeking the all-mother to set them free.
Decaying murmurs haunt the peace
Where the frozen sleep.
Fallen soldiers drown in the bleakest pit;
In the shadows, the specter creeps.
The aberration feeds on tormented minds;
In the whispering annals, the iced souls don’t die.
Pallid, docile children, a coven of dark rites,
Echo the stillness, and yonder the flames,
Hoping for the Matron—the Keeper of the Abyss—
To not summon the...
#dark
#death
#horror
#monsters
#nightmares
141 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2024 3:35am
23rd Oct 2024 3:35am
Hidden in the Glance
I see it in the eyes;
I don't know if it's true.
Mustn't be too dumb—
I'm sure it could be you.
I've seen the glances, seen the smiles,
The quiet dance that our symphony makes.
There's something, something elusive yet divine,
A spark in our midst that takes control and blooms—
The same lunar hearts
That have powered the love of many, since time's own dawn.
I don't know if it's true.
Mustn't be too dumb—
I'm sure it could be you.
I've seen the glances, seen the smiles,
The quiet dance that our symphony makes.
There's something, something elusive yet divine,
A spark in our midst that takes control and blooms—
The same lunar hearts
That have powered the love of many, since time's own dawn.
#crush
#FallingInLove
#hope
#love
#romantic
262 reads
3 Comments
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