Submissions by Hyacinth
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write what I feel when I feel it. It may not be a masterpiece,but it's in black and white. That's all that matters.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Sep 2013 6:49pm
18th Sep 2013 6:49pm
unspoken words
I've been carrying this around
with me for too long
It weighs heavily on
my weak heart
I want to tell you what it is, but
I don't want you to feel uncomfortable
I was hoping that you would
hear it from someone else though
But I'm just going to come
out with it
(Deep breath)
You've got a booger in your nose
with me for too long
It weighs heavily on
my weak heart
I want to tell you what it is, but
I don't want you to feel uncomfortable
I was hoping that you would
hear it from someone else though
But I'm just going to come
out with it
(Deep breath)
You've got a booger in your nose
892 reads
24 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Sep 2013 8:51pm
17th Sep 2013 8:51pm
I am still here
The good times
The bad times
The heartbreaks
The loves found
The ones dear to me lost
The friendships made...
I've seen them all
And honey, I am still here!
The bad times
The heartbreaks
The loves found
The ones dear to me lost
The friendships made...
I've seen them all
And honey, I am still here!
740 reads
14 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
16th Sep 2013 2:53pm
16th Sep 2013 2:53pm
Possessed Reflection?
(Entered for the "Nightmares" competition)
I stared at myself in the mirror
Like I always did
But this time -
This time the reflection staring back
at me was different
It was somewhat wicked
I leaned forward, closer to the
mirror to try to detect this hidden
difference
Just as I leaned in more,and more
And just a little bit more...
A sinister smile played on its lips
I jumped, swallowing my scream
as I didn't want to wake anyone
up
Only, there was no one to wake up
I was alone
In this big,...
I stared at myself in the mirror
Like I always did
But this time -
This time the reflection staring back
at me was different
It was somewhat wicked
I leaned forward, closer to the
mirror to try to detect this hidden
difference
Just as I leaned in more,and more
And just a little bit more...
A sinister smile played on its lips
I jumped, swallowing my scream
as I didn't want to wake anyone
up
Only, there was no one to wake up
I was alone
In this big,...
993 reads
17 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Sep 2013 6:37pm
15th Sep 2013 6:37pm
The feeling of Loneliness
Unlike a flower
it grows in the darkness
of my thoughts
blossoming into self-pity and
self-loathing
Like a pimp
it sells my soul to the
hungry, lust-filled wickedness
for it to do as it pleases
with me
Like a malignant tumour
at the pit of my stomach
it spreads
making its presence known
and felt
Much like the four chambers
of my heart
it keeps me behind bars
incarcerating me for life
And so much like a parasite
it burrows itself deeper
into my being
consuming any sense of belonging...
it grows in the darkness
of my thoughts
blossoming into self-pity and
self-loathing
Like a pimp
it sells my soul to the
hungry, lust-filled wickedness
for it to do as it pleases
with me
Like a malignant tumour
at the pit of my stomach
it spreads
making its presence known
and felt
Much like the four chambers
of my heart
it keeps me behind bars
incarcerating me for life
And so much like a parasite
it burrows itself deeper
into my being
consuming any sense of belonging...
828 reads
14 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Sep 2013 10:26am
15th Sep 2013 10:26am
In her shoes
in her red-bottomed platforms
she has got it all figured out
she's the CEO of her life
the maker of her dreams
the star of her own show
and the world is her stage
we see her as the ever joyful
happy-go-lucky gal
who knows no troubles
but, when she gets home and
kicks off these platforms
the facade wears off
exposing the face of a girl
who's been fucked by the world
more times than she can count
she has got it all figured out
she's the CEO of her life
the maker of her dreams
the star of her own show
and the world is her stage
we see her as the ever joyful
happy-go-lucky gal
who knows no troubles
but, when she gets home and
kicks off these platforms
the facade wears off
exposing the face of a girl
who's been fucked by the world
more times than she can count
747 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Sep 2013 9:49am
14th Sep 2013 9:49am
Waiting...
She watched
him from the
kitchen window
as he sat still
by the driveway
curb - for what
seemed to be
hours - looking
up with his
small, bright-blue
eyes filled
with so much
faith and her
vision was
blurred by
tears slowly
filling her eyes
as she fought
back the urge
to shout, "Daddy's
not coming
back, baby"
him from the
kitchen window
as he sat still
by the driveway
curb - for what
seemed to be
hours - looking
up with his
small, bright-blue
eyes filled
with so much
faith and her
vision was
blurred by
tears slowly
filling her eyes
as she fought
back the urge
to shout, "Daddy's
not coming
back, baby"
806 reads
12 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Sep 2013 9:00pm
13th Sep 2013 9:00pm
Playing pick-a-boo with her emotions
Her husband is back
You know?
The one that was replaced
by that perfect stranger?
I guess she's happy again
I'm sitting on the sidelines
Watching, wondering for how long...
You know?
The one that was replaced
by that perfect stranger?
I guess she's happy again
I'm sitting on the sidelines
Watching, wondering for how long...
670 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
13th Sep 2013 3:33pm
13th Sep 2013 3:33pm
Angel of Death - or Death himself
The smell of death
invades your nose
The air, stenched
with rotten flesh,
pastes itself on
your tongue
The sound of whispering
tortured shrills of a
thousand souls creeps
into your ears
A terrying chill tugs
at your skin making
the hair at the
back of your neck
point in all directions
The sight of a
lifeless forest of hope
blinds your eyes...
...and you know
that HE is coming -
for you
invades your nose
The air, stenched
with rotten flesh,
pastes itself on
your tongue
The sound of whispering
tortured shrills of a
thousand souls creeps
into your ears
A terrying chill tugs
at your skin making
the hair at the
back of your neck
point in all directions
The sight of a
lifeless forest of hope
blinds your eyes...
...and you know
that HE is coming -
for you
1059 reads
16 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Sep 2013 11:44am
13th Sep 2013 11:44am
alternative source of guidance
Oh dear feet
Won't you guide me?
I can't let my heart do that anymore
'Cause it leads me astray
It takes me to places I don't want to go to
Won't you guide me?
I can't let my heart do that anymore
'Cause it leads me astray
It takes me to places I don't want to go to
827 reads
16 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
12th Sep 2013 10:00am
12th Sep 2013 10:00am
Siggy and the man-pig thing
Inspired by Melvin Burgess's Bloodtide
He sat there,
his arms and
legs chained to
the wall by
his captors, as
he watched the
fat, overgrown,
repulsive thing
gobble up his
older brother,
making slurping
noises as it sucked
the warmth and
life out of him
He sat there
and watched, paralysed
with fear, as his
brother's life was
ended in only
a few seconds
which stretched
out into a
lifetime
He sat there
and watched as
this man-pig creature
discard his brother -...
He sat there,
his arms and
legs chained to
the wall by
his captors, as
he watched the
fat, overgrown,
repulsive thing
gobble up his
older brother,
making slurping
noises as it sucked
the warmth and
life out of him
He sat there
and watched, paralysed
with fear, as his
brother's life was
ended in only
a few seconds
which stretched
out into a
lifetime
He sat there
and watched as
this man-pig creature
discard his brother -...
803 reads
14 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Sep 2013 7:29pm
11th Sep 2013 7:29pm
Unrelented tears
It's raining tonight
and just like the sky
my eyes are pouring
What happened to that euphoric high
that I had just a day ago?
I don't want to cry
but I can't control it
I don't know what it's caused by
and it doesn't really matter
'cause I just want this pain to die
so that I can breathe life into happiness
and just like the sky
my eyes are pouring
What happened to that euphoric high
that I had just a day ago?
I don't want to cry
but I can't control it
I don't know what it's caused by
and it doesn't really matter
'cause I just want this pain to die
so that I can breathe life into happiness
842 reads
22 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Sep 2013 6:59pm
11th Sep 2013 6:59pm
matters of the heart
We talk, but neither one of us is saying much
We're drifting apart and it seems like neither one of us is holding on
Just last week you told me you love me
Yes I never said it back
Yes I panicked
But I never said I didn't
I never said I didn't love you
Right now when we talk it's always the same damn shit
"How are you?"
"How was your day?"
"Wuu2?"
I guess me giving up wasn't such a good idea
But I'm just so tired of initiating things - like the fucking conversation
I'm just tired of it
I'm...
We're drifting apart and it seems like neither one of us is holding on
Just last week you told me you love me
Yes I never said it back
Yes I panicked
But I never said I didn't
I never said I didn't love you
Right now when we talk it's always the same damn shit
"How are you?"
"How was your day?"
"Wuu2?"
I guess me giving up wasn't such a good idea
But I'm just so tired of initiating things - like the fucking conversation
I'm just tired of it
I'm...
674 reads
8 Comments
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