Submissions by Ghost223 (The Midnight Poet)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I just write my feelings pretty much. Try to keep up. You can usually tell Whats going on in my life by the content of my poetry.
DARK POEM
Published
14th Sep 2018 3:02pm
14th Sep 2018 3:02pm
It
The wind blows between follicles of fresh-brushed
Locks of golden dark.
The wind,
Apparently dead-set on ruining good hair days,
Claims its next victim:
A little toy boat floats among the puddles
And I follow.
Where could this boat lead?
I glance above to the red crescent
Dancing in the wind.
Its okay, the string stays firmly in hand.
The boat drifts quicker
And I follow
To a drain pipe etched into the sidewalk.
The boat falls into an all-consuming blackness,
Which isn't limited to paper boats.
(The...
Locks of golden dark.
The wind,
Apparently dead-set on ruining good hair days,
Claims its next victim:
A little toy boat floats among the puddles
And I follow.
Where could this boat lead?
I glance above to the red crescent
Dancing in the wind.
Its okay, the string stays firmly in hand.
The boat drifts quicker
And I follow
To a drain pipe etched into the sidewalk.
The boat falls into an all-consuming blackness,
Which isn't limited to paper boats.
(The...
#dark
#evil
#monsters #PopCulture
#monsters #PopCulture
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DARK POEM
Published
5th Sep 2018 7:45pm
5th Sep 2018 7:45pm
Icarus' Memoir
I am a butterfly
With the fullest wings.
Stop forcing me to land.
I am a butterfly
With wings silhouetted by the sun
And your downward winds.
I am a butterfly
With wings clipped by glass words.
Why can't I fly?
I am a butterfly
Whose wings are ripped.
Please admire what's left of them.
I am a butterfly
And you are my wings.
You tell me to kiss the ocean.
And I fall for you again.
With the fullest wings.
Stop forcing me to land.
I am a butterfly
With wings silhouetted by the sun
And your downward winds.
I am a butterfly
With wings clipped by glass words.
Why can't I fly?
I am a butterfly
Whose wings are ripped.
Please admire what's left of them.
I am a butterfly
And you are my wings.
You tell me to kiss the ocean.
And I fall for you again.
#death
#bullying
#butterfly
477 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
5th Sep 2018 7:43pm
5th Sep 2018 7:43pm
A Midsummer Nightmare
Soft cream sun rays fills the air.
Summer breeze drifts through my hair.
The love runs deep in breaths we share.
We are living in sunkissed nothingness.
You fill my heart in glory and gold.
God only knows what the future holds.
Nonetheless we watch it unfold
To reveal your death.
Breathe into water, crisp and clear.
My voice screams this, can you hear?
“We have nothing left to fear.”
Because God has taken you away.
Summer breeze drifts through my hair.
The love runs deep in breaths we share.
We are living in sunkissed nothingness.
You fill my heart in glory and gold.
God only knows what the future holds.
Nonetheless we watch it unfold
To reveal your death.
Breathe into water, crisp and clear.
My voice screams this, can you hear?
“We have nothing left to fear.”
Because God has taken you away.
#love
#death
495 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Sep 2018 6:05am
4th Sep 2018 6:05am
City of Ember
I sometimes cling to her
As though
I'll never get to see her again.
The thought of it scares me
More than
The Silent Hill style fire
Burning just beneath the surface
Of a once beautiful city.
They say if you listen close,
You can hear it:
Both the rumbling fire
And my heart beating,
Skipping
Through fields of embered coals.
Call it heartburn,
Call it love.
I'm just glad
To call you mine.
I will cling to you
Because if one day,
You really do disappear,
The fire will not
And your...
As though
I'll never get to see her again.
The thought of it scares me
More than
The Silent Hill style fire
Burning just beneath the surface
Of a once beautiful city.
They say if you listen close,
You can hear it:
Both the rumbling fire
And my heart beating,
Skipping
Through fields of embered coals.
Call it heartburn,
Call it love.
I'm just glad
To call you mine.
I will cling to you
Because if one day,
You really do disappear,
The fire will not
And your...
#love
#fire
556 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Sep 2018 6:03am
4th Sep 2018 6:03am
You Make Me Fade
Falling hard is
The scariest thing in life.
What if you never get back up?
I've seen your soul,
Held it in my hands.
I'm trying to be careful,
Gentle,
Afraid of it's fragility.
Soon, I'll take a firmer grasp upon it
And you will see love.
I'll hold your soul high above my head
So that it may dim the Sun.
Your soul is the brightest star in my galaxy.
Make a wish.
The scariest thing in life.
What if you never get back up?
I've seen your soul,
Held it in my hands.
I'm trying to be careful,
Gentle,
Afraid of it's fragility.
Soon, I'll take a firmer grasp upon it
And you will see love.
I'll hold your soul high above my head
So that it may dim the Sun.
Your soul is the brightest star in my galaxy.
Make a wish.
#love
437 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
28th Jul 2018 11:39am
28th Jul 2018 11:39am
Requiem
Candles of ceremony
To honor;
Remember,
The dead, or the alive.
We are the remembrance,
For what is a memory
But perspective of what has been lost?
Memory to honor conscientiousness of
Love,
Grace,
Beauty,
Death.
This is awareness of self.
To take in account that requiem,
To behold it in its glory,
Is to truly see them in their former.
A memory lives on where they have faded.
Parting words,
Blood-stained hands,
A mere boy who tried too hard
To love,
Knowing he could not define it. ...
To honor;
Remember,
The dead, or the alive.
We are the remembrance,
For what is a memory
But perspective of what has been lost?
Memory to honor conscientiousness of
Love,
Grace,
Beauty,
Death.
This is awareness of self.
To take in account that requiem,
To behold it in its glory,
Is to truly see them in their former.
A memory lives on where they have faded.
Parting words,
Blood-stained hands,
A mere boy who tried too hard
To love,
Knowing he could not define it. ...
#love
#death
#memorial
482 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
28th Jul 2018 11:37am
28th Jul 2018 11:37am
Apathy
My thoughts breathe, heavy in my ears,
Of “Join them,”
And “She's using you.”
Regardless to truth.
Besides,
If I die,
When I die,
You'll join me There.
Both of us paying for suicidal sins.
Hell.
It'll just be the same Hell as Earth,
Just a little hotter.
So what difference does it make
As to the time I die?
It'll be a vacation to the Bahamas.
Scorched palm trees,
Sand of lava and chain,
Oceans of blood.
Hell and Earth share so much.
Can't we go together
So I can be happy? ...
Of “Join them,”
And “She's using you.”
Regardless to truth.
Besides,
If I die,
When I die,
You'll join me There.
Both of us paying for suicidal sins.
Hell.
It'll just be the same Hell as Earth,
Just a little hotter.
So what difference does it make
As to the time I die?
It'll be a vacation to the Bahamas.
Scorched palm trees,
Sand of lava and chain,
Oceans of blood.
Hell and Earth share so much.
Can't we go together
So I can be happy? ...
#death
#suicide
#hell
420 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2018 2:03pm
22nd Jul 2018 2:03pm
Gone Fishin'
I caught many fish from the sea
In my short life so far,
But I let them go.
Then you swam by
And I cast my line.
You tugged, I reeled.
I pulled you in,
I could do nothing but stare.
Love, lust, and awe
By this woman, like
Hook, line, and sinker,
I'm yours.
In my short life so far,
But I let them go.
Then you swam by
And I cast my line.
You tugged, I reeled.
I pulled you in,
I could do nothing but stare.
Love, lust, and awe
By this woman, like
Hook, line, and sinker,
I'm yours.
#love
#girlfriend
#fish #LongDistanceRelationship
#fish #LongDistanceRelationship
617 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2018 1:57pm
22nd Jul 2018 1:57pm
Date Night, But Every Night
Life with you is like
Date night,
But every night.
It's not even dating.
At this point,
I am thoroughly convinced
That we are just
Two people having fun
All the time.
Life is short
And the world doesn't matter
When I have the Universe
In the palm of my hands.
I can mold you like a sculpture,
Made of clay;
And when we are ready,
And the fire of the kiln leaves you set,
I'll stand back and admire the beauty
Of what we've created:
Love.
There is no other word to describe it.
Baby, I am in...
Date night,
But every night.
It's not even dating.
At this point,
I am thoroughly convinced
That we are just
Two people having fun
All the time.
Life is short
And the world doesn't matter
When I have the Universe
In the palm of my hands.
I can mold you like a sculpture,
Made of clay;
And when we are ready,
And the fire of the kiln leaves you set,
I'll stand back and admire the beauty
Of what we've created:
Love.
There is no other word to describe it.
Baby, I am in...
#love
#girlfriend
#LongDistanceRelationship
662 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jul 2018 7:49am
19th Jul 2018 7:49am
Inspired By Love
She sparkled across the page,
And became
The greatest poem
Ever written.
And became
The greatest poem
Ever written.
#love
#girlfriend
#beauty
#WritingPoetry
#LongDistanceRelationship
838 reads
13 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Jul 2018 7:47am
19th Jul 2018 7:47am
Breakfast, Lunch, Dinner, and Dessert (with my beautiful Diamondz)
#love
#girlfriend
#sex
#erotic
#food
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1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
18th Jul 2018 4:42pm
18th Jul 2018 4:42pm
Ash and Flowers
Violently running through fields
Of ash and flowers,
An ocean of piled bodies surround me
In bad blood and unanswered prayers
To a God who just won't listen.
I beg to be saved.
“S A V E Me!”
I scream for forgiveness,
But His Angels are singing their hymns
Just an octave too loud for Him to hear me.
This is frustration. It is torture.
I live through life wavering between
Confusion and instability,
But with a snap of His fingers,
He made up for the unanswered prayers.
He gave me you;
He pulled you...
Of ash and flowers,
An ocean of piled bodies surround me
In bad blood and unanswered prayers
To a God who just won't listen.
I beg to be saved.
“S A V E Me!”
I scream for forgiveness,
But His Angels are singing their hymns
Just an octave too loud for Him to hear me.
This is frustration. It is torture.
I live through life wavering between
Confusion and instability,
But with a snap of His fingers,
He made up for the unanswered prayers.
He gave me you;
He pulled you...
#love
#God
592 reads
4 Comments
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