Submissions by Fulofthasec (Fullofthoughtsandsecrets)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Jun 2014 6:57pm
11th Jun 2014 6:57pm
Welcome
How they march with heavy feet,
Without rest during days,
Without meeting a person nor creature,
Which makes the march much heavier.
The skyline of a village on the horizon,
Using their last forces,
Letting the wind push them forward,
A little hope, they kept going.
A cemetery welcomes them,
Where those are resting who fled from their sorrow.
The inhabitants were surprised,
Gave them bread and offered them beds.
An unknown force
Lets the street be forgotten
Which leads to a better life.
They stay in the village...
Without rest during days,
Without meeting a person nor creature,
Which makes the march much heavier.
The skyline of a village on the horizon,
Using their last forces,
Letting the wind push them forward,
A little hope, they kept going.
A cemetery welcomes them,
Where those are resting who fled from their sorrow.
The inhabitants were surprised,
Gave them bread and offered them beds.
An unknown force
Lets the street be forgotten
Which leads to a better life.
They stay in the village...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th May 2014 10:14am
28th May 2014 10:14am
Strange World
One kills a single man,
One will be chained.
One kills a hundred people,
One will be honoured.
There is no logical coherence in our consideration:
Freedom linked with oppression,
Acceptance with exclusion,
Peace with war.
Nothing to complain about our world
Which is not upside down sometimes.
But even a man blinded by ignorance
Would realize that there is something wrong.
One will be chained.
One kills a hundred people,
One will be honoured.
There is no logical coherence in our consideration:
Freedom linked with oppression,
Acceptance with exclusion,
Peace with war.
Nothing to complain about our world
Which is not upside down sometimes.
But even a man blinded by ignorance
Would realize that there is something wrong.
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DARK POEM
Published
28th May 2014 10:11am
28th May 2014 10:11am
Disappear
Overtaken by the past,
Wounds still open from all the sorrows.
Heavy storms, light and darkness, cold and rain
Pull you under the surface, you stop living.
A quiet moment, everything turns black and decays,
- Emptiness, filled with thoughts and words, which keeps you alive.
Wrapped in a dark blue, you let go and wake up
From a saving dream. You dare leaving,
Forced by new greatness and strength.
Going through it, taking it over,
Collecting new energy and following new ways, a success.
Continue your journey, over hills, through caves, to win.
Wounds still open from all the sorrows.
Heavy storms, light and darkness, cold and rain
Pull you under the surface, you stop living.
A quiet moment, everything turns black and decays,
- Emptiness, filled with thoughts and words, which keeps you alive.
Wrapped in a dark blue, you let go and wake up
From a saving dream. You dare leaving,
Forced by new greatness and strength.
Going through it, taking it over,
Collecting new energy and following new ways, a success.
Continue your journey, over hills, through caves, to win.
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DARK POEM
Published
28th May 2014 00:21am
28th May 2014 00:21am
The King Of Creatures
Powerful, with strength in his eyes,
A beautiful image broken through iron.
The king of creatures cannot tell lies,
Too afraid, he flees into nocturne.
Longing for more,
No roaring because of anger,
Just to share his sadness for
His loneliness. Looking for anchor,
His cries cannot longer be heard.
Misunderstandings make him bleed,
Misunderstandings make him blurred.
Nearly immobile his eyes follow your feet.
All of his cries were in vain,
No hope was ever meant to remain.
A beautiful image broken through iron.
The king of creatures cannot tell lies,
Too afraid, he flees into nocturne.
Longing for more,
No roaring because of anger,
Just to share his sadness for
His loneliness. Looking for anchor,
His cries cannot longer be heard.
Misunderstandings make him bleed,
Misunderstandings make him blurred.
Nearly immobile his eyes follow your feet.
All of his cries were in vain,
No hope was ever meant to remain.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th May 2014 00:16am
28th May 2014 00:16am
Completely incomplete
So much more between the lines
We don’t find the words for.
But there are so many different signs
That words just aren’t necessary anymore.
Everybody is an open book
You just need to have a better look.
There are so many languages more
They tell you what for words are just too poor.
Speaking will never be as strong
As the power of the quiet sounds,
Which are always true and never wrong
To keep you from spare downs.
We don’t find the words for.
But there are so many different signs
That words just aren’t necessary anymore.
Everybody is an open book
You just need to have a better look.
There are so many languages more
They tell you what for words are just too poor.
Speaking will never be as strong
As the power of the quiet sounds,
Which are always true and never wrong
To keep you from spare downs.
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