Submissions by FreyaJ
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Pretty Vacant
DARK POEM
Published
5th Mar 2016 9:33am
5th Mar 2016 9:33am
Apocalyptic Acrostic
Forged in hateful fire
Under blood red sun
Clouds black as the raven's heart
Kindred to none but the Beast
Oblivion I lust
Fingers but talons of destruction
Feed upon your loathing
Apocolyptic rider
Necromancing annihilator
Demonic scythe wielder
Death our destiny
Insha'Allah
Everything is as God wills it
Under blood red sun
Clouds black as the raven's heart
Kindred to none but the Beast
Oblivion I lust
Fingers but talons of destruction
Feed upon your loathing
Apocolyptic rider
Necromancing annihilator
Demonic scythe wielder
Death our destiny
Insha'Allah
Everything is as God wills it
794 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
5th Mar 2016 8:25am
5th Mar 2016 8:25am
Oubliette
todays blood congeals
over scabs of yesterday
tomorrow
I shall repeat it all over
leaving skin upon brick walls
till nothing remains
but bones
the only sign
I wos ever here
over scabs of yesterday
tomorrow
I shall repeat it all over
leaving skin upon brick walls
till nothing remains
but bones
the only sign
I wos ever here
824 reads
7 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2016 6:25pm
3rd Mar 2016 6:25pm
Calligraphy
Nib bows to well
Shining tar pit
Font of yet told tales
Vortex of the unknown
It takes a steady hand
Patterns scribed
Sand thrown
The Black...set
What springs forth a quill ?
Laughter
Life
Tears
or Death
What ripples within the ink well ?
Shining tar pit
Font of yet told tales
Vortex of the unknown
It takes a steady hand
Patterns scribed
Sand thrown
The Black...set
What springs forth a quill ?
Laughter
Life
Tears
or Death
What ripples within the ink well ?
682 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2016 11:24am
2nd Mar 2016 11:24am
La Petite Mort
Beautiful killer
of a most serial kind
Times I've died an died
wanton 'little deaths'
Murder me again
Lest not await to bed
thrill me now
This restaurant booth
public privacy
Expose my barren pubic mound
Rough hands upon silk skin
torture not to cry
Fingers explore
as wine is poured
Avoid waiters gaze
Thin lace veil
hides my disgrace
Don't stop
Never stop
Dish of exquisite taste
Every time that I die
Is time I'm most
Alive
of a most serial kind
Times I've died an died
wanton 'little deaths'
Murder me again
Lest not await to bed
thrill me now
This restaurant booth
public privacy
Expose my barren pubic mound
Rough hands upon silk skin
torture not to cry
Fingers explore
as wine is poured
Avoid waiters gaze
Thin lace veil
hides my disgrace
Don't stop
Never stop
Dish of exquisite taste
Every time that I die
Is time I'm most
Alive
800 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Mar 2016 7:49pm
1st Mar 2016 7:49pm
Nothing Eternal
Rows of crooked teeth
old tombstones erode
Gothic monuments
of an age long past
Forgotten stone
fading with their names
Each tell but one tale
all dreams are but fleeting
So wot does it matter?
For a scythe shall reap us all
And the dead know only one truth
It is better to be alive
old tombstones erode
Gothic monuments
of an age long past
Forgotten stone
fading with their names
Each tell but one tale
all dreams are but fleeting
So wot does it matter?
For a scythe shall reap us all
And the dead know only one truth
It is better to be alive
643 reads
7 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
29th Feb 2016 8:06pm
29th Feb 2016 8:06pm
Vinkingr
Cruel and jelous thou art
spreading love
thru fear and fire
wanting this world to thy self
Ash of my sisters fall
upon the nailed ones cross
forgiveness given
in screams
Never shall I see my ancestors
eternity trapped upon Midgard
to drink an fuck an fight
in Odin's hall
Yggdrasil felled
as thee blinded the Norns
promising heaven
through pain
I shalt not kneel
grovel to tyranny
in realms of Ran
shall I roam
for I
am
Viking
spreading love
thru fear and fire
wanting this world to thy self
Ash of my sisters fall
upon the nailed ones cross
forgiveness given
in screams
Never shall I see my ancestors
eternity trapped upon Midgard
to drink an fuck an fight
in Odin's hall
Yggdrasil felled
as thee blinded the Norns
promising heaven
through pain
I shalt not kneel
grovel to tyranny
in realms of Ran
shall I roam
for I
am
Viking
677 reads
4 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
29th Feb 2016 9:57am
29th Feb 2016 9:57am
Accountancy
The row, the fight, the argument
Is over (or we is just re-arming)
Regretful silence fills the void
How did it come to this ?
How can 2 people who love each other,
Throw piercing spears so easily ?
After thunderous door slam, I stand
Head down, arms folded
Leanin against the kitchen sink
Am thinking if I should be crying or not
But these eyes is firmly dry
I know am not even gonna say sorry
I never do
Me own way of pushing back
He'll be back, I know, with meant apologese
An I will, with relief an heart felt sigh, accept them...
Is over (or we is just re-arming)
Regretful silence fills the void
How did it come to this ?
How can 2 people who love each other,
Throw piercing spears so easily ?
After thunderous door slam, I stand
Head down, arms folded
Leanin against the kitchen sink
Am thinking if I should be crying or not
But these eyes is firmly dry
I know am not even gonna say sorry
I never do
Me own way of pushing back
He'll be back, I know, with meant apologese
An I will, with relief an heart felt sigh, accept them...
642 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Feb 2016 8:14am
29th Feb 2016 8:14am
Reap What You Sow
Bulldoze the soul of an ancient city
Tear down stones of ancestry
Dedicate new temples to an economy
Zombie-ites on a 24/7 shopping spree
Masses voting, thinking their free
Surrounded by cold of steel an glass
Do they ever reflect our past ?
No time to think, all move to fast
Disposable icons never meant to last
Fickle generations die has been cast
Some kids starving to follow a hero
Fashion pimps pushing deadly size zero
No more wonder, no more magic
Worship Gods of rectangular plastic
Avarice an greed so automatic
Lust...
Tear down stones of ancestry
Dedicate new temples to an economy
Zombie-ites on a 24/7 shopping spree
Masses voting, thinking their free
Surrounded by cold of steel an glass
Do they ever reflect our past ?
No time to think, all move to fast
Disposable icons never meant to last
Fickle generations die has been cast
Some kids starving to follow a hero
Fashion pimps pushing deadly size zero
No more wonder, no more magic
Worship Gods of rectangular plastic
Avarice an greed so automatic
Lust...
700 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Feb 2016 9:14am
28th Feb 2016 9:14am
We Are One
Vapoured breath in chilled air
Intensified in nights sodium glare
Wet mirrored world beneath feet
Concrete slabs reflecting little relief
Cold the crowds can't hide
Within bones of all it abides
Passerby with facade of goodly cheer
But under all, I see the fear
Imagined or real
Night crawlers among city walkers
Millions of hardened souls feet
Pound depravements of sorry streets
Commuters but faces
Familiar strangers in stasis
Between narcotic filled vials
And Armalite smiles
Brothers an sisters lost trust
As dreams turn...
Intensified in nights sodium glare
Wet mirrored world beneath feet
Concrete slabs reflecting little relief
Cold the crowds can't hide
Within bones of all it abides
Passerby with facade of goodly cheer
But under all, I see the fear
Imagined or real
Night crawlers among city walkers
Millions of hardened souls feet
Pound depravements of sorry streets
Commuters but faces
Familiar strangers in stasis
Between narcotic filled vials
And Armalite smiles
Brothers an sisters lost trust
As dreams turn...
644 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
27th Feb 2016 4:35pm
27th Feb 2016 4:35pm
Lost
Light shimmers
vibrations in heat...in fire
hate and anguished anger
Cause and effect...scorched earth
Walk a mile in self made shoes
Over barren lands
Mirages but nightmares in perma-day
Warped thoughts of twisted mind
Ever journeying
ever burning
A fallen Angels quest
to touch the sun
vibrations in heat...in fire
hate and anguished anger
Cause and effect...scorched earth
Walk a mile in self made shoes
Over barren lands
Mirages but nightmares in perma-day
Warped thoughts of twisted mind
Ever journeying
ever burning
A fallen Angels quest
to touch the sun
741 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Feb 2016 8:03am
27th Feb 2016 8:03am
I Don't Care
I wish I could care
but I dont
I have tried these things called 'feelings'
but they hurt too much
Such pain to be found in love
so why strive toward it
Fires of light but burn
Scar tissue hard as raw hide
Darkness is tranquility
Unblemished skin as white as pure as soft as snow
Here in peace
Embraced in solitude, in comfort
I fester
but I dont
I have tried these things called 'feelings'
but they hurt too much
Such pain to be found in love
so why strive toward it
Fires of light but burn
Scar tissue hard as raw hide
Darkness is tranquility
Unblemished skin as white as pure as soft as snow
Here in peace
Embraced in solitude, in comfort
I fester
739 reads
3 Comments
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