Submissions by Gentle
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
8th Nov 2020 10:41pm
8th Nov 2020 10:41pm
SO HARD I CRIED
So hard I cried, but you turned a deaf ear
Tell out my errors, worth sentence to die
He dragged me out in fragments, less a fear!
Your lust, your deeds, I was forced to appear
I saw in your plans my end drawing nigh
so hard I cried, but you turned a deaf ear
You said "I'm not ready and can not rear"
He asked what to do you made sign witheye He dragged me out in fragments, less a fear!
You look so fine, but in your hands redsmear. Do you raise your head, when a baby cry? ...
Tell out my errors, worth sentence to die
He dragged me out in fragments, less a fear!
Your lust, your deeds, I was forced to appear
I saw in your plans my end drawing nigh
so hard I cried, but you turned a deaf ear
You said "I'm not ready and can not rear"
He asked what to do you made sign witheye He dragged me out in fragments, less a fear!
You look so fine, but in your hands redsmear. Do you raise your head, when a baby cry? ...
#sadness
#hate
#dark
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Oct 2020 7:29am
15th Oct 2020 7:29am
THE DYING LION
Once a king on green and white In the jungle's West
When once you roar the Jackals quake as far as East
Who would dare when you sleep to cross your den?
The world eagle of the west would beg now and then
At age seven the hyenas rose to tear the den into two
Almost all you killed them off, assuming: that will do
To western coast with your pride, wolves were tamed
Over the world your cubs excel, you can't be shamed
But now your roar goes no farther than your den
With much blood, e'en of your cubs, you've got a wen
Much festering...
When once you roar the Jackals quake as far as East
Who would dare when you sleep to cross your den?
The world eagle of the west would beg now and then
At age seven the hyenas rose to tear the den into two
Almost all you killed them off, assuming: that will do
To western coast with your pride, wolves were tamed
Over the world your cubs excel, you can't be shamed
But now your roar goes no farther than your den
With much blood, e'en of your cubs, you've got a wen
Much festering...
#corruption
#violence
#oppression
#HumanRights
#inequality
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Sep 2020 11:26pm
4th Sep 2020 11:26pm
THE TEARY PAST
The Joyful bairn at his sire's side in the throng,
The kindred shot with a photo stick at the parking lot,
The hollering of the children at the sire's return,
The talking set with the poppa's voice the son's joy,
Capture the sight and in the teary past dwell.
Not fading in the sight the teary past lives fresh
Long gone the days of kin's meal and fairy tales;
The growing apple seed in a rumbling tummy,
The rebellious couple, the axe, the shining moon,
The warring soldiers, the mushrooms, the race to live.
All your toiling...
The kindred shot with a photo stick at the parking lot,
The hollering of the children at the sire's return,
The talking set with the poppa's voice the son's joy,
Capture the sight and in the teary past dwell.
Not fading in the sight the teary past lives fresh
Long gone the days of kin's meal and fairy tales;
The growing apple seed in a rumbling tummy,
The rebellious couple, the axe, the shining moon,
The warring soldiers, the mushrooms, the race to live.
All your toiling...
#sadness
#grief
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Aug 2020 3:53pm
14th Aug 2020 3:53pm
DEATH OF A POOR SOUL (AN ELEGY)
Life is like a blazing star
Blossom in the summer in the fall it is gone
Life is like an evening star
Shining in the evening in the morn it is gone
Should I call thee a song?
Or better, a memory of the funeral
And crying, I will hit the gong
Minding not the pains in my humeral
The lasting bond we built
Now broken in the everlasting depth
And love we thought can't tilt
Now forgotten in the coldest depth
But hush for thou liveth
Forever fresh, fresh in my memory box
And in Mem'ry lane I giveth
Way...
Blossom in the summer in the fall it is gone
Life is like an evening star
Shining in the evening in the morn it is gone
Should I call thee a song?
Or better, a memory of the funeral
And crying, I will hit the gong
Minding not the pains in my humeral
The lasting bond we built
Now broken in the everlasting depth
And love we thought can't tilt
Now forgotten in the coldest depth
But hush for thou liveth
Forever fresh, fresh in my memory box
And in Mem'ry lane I giveth
Way...
#grief
#dark
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Aug 2020 3:26pm
14th Aug 2020 3:26pm
Beautifully Broken
The eons we've spent,
the much we've learnt
The love we've shown,
the pains we've known
The hook in my heart,
the line to your heart
The iron in my finger
makes no one to linger
We are lost in the sea,
and no compass with thee
If we wait a thousand year,
will thy goal come near
Will I be recognized
as thy dream is realized
Will I be your ex boo,
as an angel say I do
The night comes soon,
dark and less of moon
...
the much we've learnt
The love we've shown,
the pains we've known
The hook in my heart,
the line to your heart
The iron in my finger
makes no one to linger
We are lost in the sea,
and no compass with thee
If we wait a thousand year,
will thy goal come near
Will I be recognized
as thy dream is realized
Will I be your ex boo,
as an angel say I do
The night comes soon,
dark and less of moon
...
#regret
#grief
#heartbroken #frustration
#heartbroken #frustration
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Jul 2020 11:39pm
9th Jul 2020 11:39pm
Bitter Sugar
Sweet sweet sugar, now too bitter
Love missed calls, now left till later
A god has turn a devil
Said to be the worst evil
For he won't take much more litter
Love missed calls, now left till later
A god has turn a devil
Said to be the worst evil
For he won't take much more litter
#love
#heartbroken
#breakup
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jun 2020 2:02pm
11th Jun 2020 2:02pm
GIFT OF A ROSE
If it ends with the gift of a rose,
Taking a shot with a stick as you pose,
Talks and smiles with hearts getting close;
Then passion and it's taste, overdose, I would take!
If it ends with the gift of a rose,
Taking a walk in your red pantyhose,
Trekking a mile to the movie that you chose;
Then passion and it's scent, overdose I would take!
But here we are, a seared yellow rose,
Taking a break, as trust decompose,
From tears and pains, give the heart a repose;
For passion and it's woes, my doze I would take! ...
Taking a shot with a stick as you pose,
Talks and smiles with hearts getting close;
Then passion and it's taste, overdose, I would take!
If it ends with the gift of a rose,
Taking a walk in your red pantyhose,
Trekking a mile to the movie that you chose;
Then passion and it's scent, overdose I would take!
But here we are, a seared yellow rose,
Taking a break, as trust decompose,
From tears and pains, give the heart a repose;
For passion and it's woes, my doze I would take! ...
#heartbroken
#FallingInLove
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DARK POEM
Published
5th Jun 2020 2:31pm
5th Jun 2020 2:31pm
MISS PARALYZER
The sun sank into the western sky.
And the night rose from the eastern sky.
Boots were hung behind the tall, dark screen.
But in fear, I was prepared to scream.
She was black, shadowy, and fuzzy.
Her face, as usual, was too hazy.
She squatted still on my middle chest.
And all my breath left all of my chest.
I was dead and was sensing all things.
Hard I screamed to awaken all things.
Heared by none I wanted to wake up.
Thus, I tried until my strength dried up.
Her pair of claws were holding my throat.
My spirit...
And the night rose from the eastern sky.
Boots were hung behind the tall, dark screen.
But in fear, I was prepared to scream.
She was black, shadowy, and fuzzy.
Her face, as usual, was too hazy.
She squatted still on my middle chest.
And all my breath left all of my chest.
I was dead and was sensing all things.
Hard I screamed to awaken all things.
Heared by none I wanted to wake up.
Thus, I tried until my strength dried up.
Her pair of claws were holding my throat.
My spirit...
#dark
#scary
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jun 2020 3:36pm
4th Jun 2020 3:36pm
BEHIND THE SMILE
Behind the smile are the globes
red as blood
Are the rivers: Niger and Benue
causing a flood
Is the ticker, beating fast as
humming bird
And a heart full to the brim
without a word
Before the honeymoon was a
hope for best
And now quest to cope with
what's messed
For one changed, not with mouth
now or then
E'en a promise, a pretence but
wait till then
Behind the smile, is a cry of a
thunder clap
Heared by none, and though can't
take a nap
Is the pain...
red as blood
Are the rivers: Niger and Benue
causing a flood
Is the ticker, beating fast as
humming bird
And a heart full to the brim
without a word
Before the honeymoon was a
hope for best
And now quest to cope with
what's messed
For one changed, not with mouth
now or then
E'en a promise, a pretence but
wait till then
Behind the smile, is a cry of a
thunder clap
Heared by none, and though can't
take a nap
Is the pain...
#sadness
#regret
#heartbroken #frustration
#heartbroken #frustration
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