Submissions by Jamers_Mitchell
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Proteanic Maladroit .. .
DARK POEM
Published
20th Nov 2016 8:57pm
20th Nov 2016 8:57pm
-PD VII:Her hallowed shop of horrors-
Every knee will bow
unto her
convulsions\\painted
in bright red into pink
every
twitch tickles
her glorious kink
One day a slave
one day
a power monger
everyday
and urge of
un-sated hungers
'Til bloodshed..
and should she
choose, in the
name of torture;
in the name of
the need to
feed,and
see more
Jamie Mitchell
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unto her
convulsions\\painted
in bright red into pink
every
twitch tickles
her glorious kink
One day a slave
one day
a power monger
everyday
and urge of
un-sated hungers
'Til bloodshed..
and should she
choose, in the
name of torture;
in the name of
the need to
feed,and
see more
Jamie Mitchell
All rights reserved
714 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Nov 2016 5:58pm
20th Nov 2016 5:58pm
-The Grand Green Demon:An ominous ode to a devil and his works-
He's the beast,
triple sixes
personified.
His growl is the
demonic howls
of Hell,and
eternal night.
Killing you with
no kindness
given,
no cruelty
withheld.
His dominion lies
within the realm
of Delivering Hell.
Shadows,
are his alone;
they're where
he weaves
His spells.
His throne is
of priest bone,
his floors
lined with nails.
His subjects on
their knees,in the
custom of Hell.
Black blood'd
black ink'd;
ripping limb,
from limb.
His horrors...
triple sixes
personified.
His growl is the
demonic howls
of Hell,and
eternal night.
Killing you with
no kindness
given,
no cruelty
withheld.
His dominion lies
within the realm
of Delivering Hell.
Shadows,
are his alone;
they're where
he weaves
His spells.
His throne is
of priest bone,
his floors
lined with nails.
His subjects on
their knees,in the
custom of Hell.
Black blood'd
black ink'd;
ripping limb,
from limb.
His horrors...
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Nov 2016 9:54am
20th Nov 2016 9:54am
-Martha met the Devil-
Martha met
the Devil,
she'd swear
it was true
Lord knew
her troubles,
her entire family
was unglued
She'd doubt
her faith over
the phone to my
grandmother
Something like,
"I've been prayin,
I'm starting to
doubt my faith."
Later that day
as she cleaned
her place,
she'd come face
to face with a man
standing in her way
She was horrified,
his eyes were holes;
she knew this thing was
there to take her soul
She ran for her ...
the Devil,
she'd swear
it was true
Lord knew
her troubles,
her entire family
was unglued
She'd doubt
her faith over
the phone to my
grandmother
Something like,
"I've been prayin,
I'm starting to
doubt my faith."
Later that day
as she cleaned
her place,
she'd come face
to face with a man
standing in her way
She was horrified,
his eyes were holes;
she knew this thing was
there to take her soul
She ran for her ...
828 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th Nov 2016 9:39am
20th Nov 2016 9:39am
PD IV: Death whet
A Collective Collaboration
With Hades Rising
She fingered her sin;
for the feel of penetrating
the tar-stained
soul within;desires for Death,
and for his sake
Wicked sap,from the tree
of the knowledge
of life and Death;
whom, she so admired
for his works and their wake
Again and again;
kissing the heat
of her lust,and it's
consuming fire
burning love having
been misplaced ...
With Hades Rising
She fingered her sin;
for the feel of penetrating
the tar-stained
soul within;desires for Death,
and for his sake
Wicked sap,from the tree
of the knowledge
of life and Death;
whom, she so admired
for his works and their wake
Again and again;
kissing the heat
of her lust,and it's
consuming fire
burning love having
been misplaced ...
748 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Nov 2016 6:07pm
16th Nov 2016 6:07pm
-Fireblossoms-
Love is a firebloom
consumes
in it's giving
Burn is a buzz
of
deliciously
Living
Jamie Mitchell
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consumes
in it's giving
Burn is a buzz
of
deliciously
Living
Jamie Mitchell
All rights reserved
866 reads
9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Nov 2016 2:50am
16th Nov 2016 2:50am
-Animated Scenes-
A satellite in the dead
of the night,
burns like a star
transmissions of
love from above,
down to my
mediart
a world at my
fingers,under
control
rock n roll and
every tune
all those old-time
movies
(oh) how they beam
across the sky..
together in
static dreams
I just sit here
on my own;
I have everything
shadows in
twilighted scenes
dance 'cross the night
(oh) media madness
comes upon me;
a trance in the darkness
...
of the night,
burns like a star
transmissions of
love from above,
down to my
mediart
a world at my
fingers,under
control
rock n roll and
every tune
all those old-time
movies
(oh) how they beam
across the sky..
together in
static dreams
I just sit here
on my own;
I have everything
shadows in
twilighted scenes
dance 'cross the night
(oh) media madness
comes upon me;
a trance in the darkness
...
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Nov 2016 2:37pm
15th Nov 2016 2:37pm
-Shattered-
I dreamt
of two suns
entwined || melting
the sands of time
-into glass
The moon
looked on||then
fell from the sky,
free from it's bond
-at long last
of two suns
entwined || melting
the sands of time
-into glass
The moon
looked on||then
fell from the sky,
free from it's bond
-at long last
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Nov 2016 4:22am
15th Nov 2016 4:22am
-In a state-
It comes,lonely day;
dry prayers for rain
A voyage of no return;
they've no idea, I'm
already gone
To see what life's
meant to be;
I found the key
to eternal dreams
Play in the sun,
taking strides
to gold-paved roads;
chills untold,
tales unfold
I can close my eyes
And I will stay there
I won't be back
I'll be free
of the world
Say goodbye,
I'll sing like a bird
mid-flight;
I can feel again,
I can be so free
from a...
dry prayers for rain
A voyage of no return;
they've no idea, I'm
already gone
To see what life's
meant to be;
I found the key
to eternal dreams
Play in the sun,
taking strides
to gold-paved roads;
chills untold,
tales unfold
I can close my eyes
And I will stay there
I won't be back
I'll be free
of the world
Say goodbye,
I'll sing like a bird
mid-flight;
I can feel again,
I can be so free
from a...
610 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Nov 2016 4:15am
15th Nov 2016 4:15am
-I fell for fall,and now she's ALL I ever think about
When Autumn
comes to town,
she'll dye the
tree's gowns
Yellow,Orange
Red,or Brown
We'll watch the moonglow
drift in a soft-white haze,
blanketing the ground
around our bonfire's blaze.
comes to town,
she'll dye the
tree's gowns
Yellow,Orange
Red,or Brown
We'll watch the moonglow
drift in a soft-white haze,
blanketing the ground
around our bonfire's blaze.
678 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Nov 2016 5:42pm
14th Nov 2016 5:42pm
-Big Loves-
Our love is a gleam
in the eye
of everything;
in Eternity's time,
we reside
Oh, give passions rise
they're the fire in
our lives
Starlights dim in honor
of our gorgeous light,
and suddenly the stars
choose to let us
be their guide
Endless miles in
waiting,
for us to march
all over them;
eyes that just stare
into one another,
with a world under
their care,always
Time's no longer
measured on
round scales,
to wrap Forever ...
in the eye
of everything;
in Eternity's time,
we reside
Oh, give passions rise
they're the fire in
our lives
Starlights dim in honor
of our gorgeous light,
and suddenly the stars
choose to let us
be their guide
Endless miles in
waiting,
for us to march
all over them;
eyes that just stare
into one another,
with a world under
their care,always
Time's no longer
measured on
round scales,
to wrap Forever ...
764 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Nov 2016 5:39pm
14th Nov 2016 5:39pm
Liberate Yourself
If you wanna
love yourself
better glove
yourself
Things'll get
dirty before
they get purdy
You must
have the
stomach
to stare
at yourself;
must have
the courage
to comb your
very depths
You will find
your Hell
There is where
you liberate
yourself
an act of
unselfish love
of self
Jamie Mitchell
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love yourself
better glove
yourself
Things'll get
dirty before
they get purdy
You must
have the
stomach
to stare
at yourself;
must have
the courage
to comb your
very depths
You will find
your Hell
There is where
you liberate
yourself
an act of
unselfish love
of self
Jamie Mitchell
All rights reserved
653 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Nov 2016 5:31pm
13th Nov 2016 5:31pm
This callous whim
There she..
I left her,
she bleeds
for me
I've broken\|
torn
Peeled
This sweet soul
porcelain beauty
fell by my
callous whim
I've so much to
repair..and all of
this time
to put her
back together
again
Love seals these
wounds;blood from
my eyes
warming red
to soothe
cold blue
a kiss on your heart
from me
to you
*
I left her,
she bleeds
for me
I've broken\|
torn
Peeled
This sweet soul
porcelain beauty
fell by my
callous whim
I've so much to
repair..and all of
this time
to put her
back together
again
Love seals these
wounds;blood from
my eyes
warming red
to soothe
cold blue
a kiss on your heart
from me
to you
*
615 reads
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