Submissions by Kingdom-darkness
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Introduce myself. OK I like control I control most things in my life. I give shit less if you like me. I was find before you and I guess I will be find after you.
DARK POEM
Published
11th Jan 2013 1:47am
11th Jan 2013 1:47am
Alone
Your sacrifices go unnoticed choosing me was your pick of misery
Pumping dope in your veins my tears do not bled for your waste
Losing yourself closer you become to the edge not pulling you back
I stand to watch kind words I will not waste as you violate yourself
I come to dominate delivering not from pain I will drive you insane
You give up control now your drowning, why you won’t save
Yourself all you have become is waste to us all. Veins no longer
Bleed sorrow I don’t have crawl back up into your needle as my tears
Will not fall you’ve picked...
Pumping dope in your veins my tears do not bled for your waste
Losing yourself closer you become to the edge not pulling you back
I stand to watch kind words I will not waste as you violate yourself
I come to dominate delivering not from pain I will drive you insane
You give up control now your drowning, why you won’t save
Yourself all you have become is waste to us all. Veins no longer
Bleed sorrow I don’t have crawl back up into your needle as my tears
Will not fall you’ve picked...
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Jan 2013 1:09am
9th Jan 2013 1:09am
Am I evil ,Yes I am
So as the story goes and is told of the one known as ((KD))
The hate that lives within him was never born or bred in him
Acquired by a lifetime, of dealing with the human race.
((KD)) character is defined by his appearance, his battle with
mankind and with pain and longing that ((KD)) feels for his
absence from society.
((KD)) appearance as a powerful monster, It’s the beginning of his
Series of descriptions that shows ((KD)) to have yet a much darker, sinister
Pure evilness to him, ((KD)) description turns from a monster into a “Demon.”
((KD)) killing...
The hate that lives within him was never born or bred in him
Acquired by a lifetime, of dealing with the human race.
((KD)) character is defined by his appearance, his battle with
mankind and with pain and longing that ((KD)) feels for his
absence from society.
((KD)) appearance as a powerful monster, It’s the beginning of his
Series of descriptions that shows ((KD)) to have yet a much darker, sinister
Pure evilness to him, ((KD)) description turns from a monster into a “Demon.”
((KD)) killing...
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DARK POEM
Published
8th Jan 2013 3:35am
8th Jan 2013 3:35am
Welcome to my KINGDOM-DARKNESS
It the essence of my kingdom because sphere of influence. The darkness realm in which they bow their knee’s to I. I give not false deity but total self-centeredness the real master of the darkness in which you seek. I manifest myself in many ways with the one you seek the spiritual entity for that is most attractive to you all. I come before you as the essence of sin, Sin of rebelling against the ones that try to hold power over you. I am in charge and determine what is right or wrong, or good and evil I will set the rule in the position of being a god onto your selves.
Break off pass...
Break off pass...
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Jan 2013 2:45am
8th Jan 2013 2:45am
I am
I am who I am, I was made this way because it’s the way I was made.
To change who I am for you why would I do that? Then I no longer
Will be me. I love who I am without you loving me for who I am
So there no need for me to change to only make you happy. Why
did you want to be with me if you do not love me for who I am?
For who I am is who I was when we meet now that is no longer
Good for you because I am who I am.
To change who I am for you why would I do that? Then I no longer
Will be me. I love who I am without you loving me for who I am
So there no need for me to change to only make you happy. Why
did you want to be with me if you do not love me for who I am?
For who I am is who I was when we meet now that is no longer
Good for you because I am who I am.
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Jan 2013 2:31am
7th Jan 2013 2:31am
wicked
Kind of man that can get you killed, Woman I will leave you but I will make you cum leave you with your panties wet. Do you really want fuck with me I’m the kind of man that can get your blood spilled so baby do you want take this ride after all I am kind of wild. No matter what I say I will never be yours alone I will never be what you want me to be. Come on let us walk a while I’ll take your burden of pain replaced it with a smile peddlers of death come calling with bearing promises as you melt in your false cradle below all it is, is sex drugs and rock-n-roll well tell the devil where to...
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Jan 2013 1:50am
7th Jan 2013 1:50am
Cold flesh
Eat the flesh of the living
Hold on to the dying now is
What we have lift of our
Life’s that has falling
No hope lift in the one we had
Welcome death at our door
Weak we no longer are in the
Life we have lifted we lay here dying
On this cold ground we start to fade away
When the wolfs came crawling to pick the
Cold flesh form our bodies that have not
Yet total died as we feel them pull upon
Our flesh we lay crying knowing it’s our end
Hold on to the dying now is
What we have lift of our
Life’s that has falling
No hope lift in the one we had
Welcome death at our door
Weak we no longer are in the
Life we have lifted we lay here dying
On this cold ground we start to fade away
When the wolfs came crawling to pick the
Cold flesh form our bodies that have not
Yet total died as we feel them pull upon
Our flesh we lay crying knowing it’s our end
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Jan 2013 3:51pm
6th Jan 2013 3:51pm
Submit
I come in dark of night a dark angel that has the taste for human sin their lust of self pleasure upon their skin for the feel of pain in their deepest part of their soul. Their need to be dominated over powered to submit to be violated. Because they love the one that give them pain. Because the need to feel alive by the pain that is giving to them upon their flesh. We play in the den of the devil as we dance in his bed to pleasure or needs to use other to get what we want. We control our act’s not to be seen by all until we are be hide closed doors as we take to play in the devil sin loving...
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Jan 2013 3:15pm
6th Jan 2013 3:15pm
WORDS
Words we write do not make us who we are. Some of my words are dark hateful and full of pain death carelessness. Some feel that because I write the words I do I must be sick hateful and a danger to other for they can’t see that they are only words on paper a screen and does not make me who I am. Like my words or not don’t judge me from the words I write but from the life I live. If you can’t see pass my words to get to know the man that write the words that come from my head then pass me by for your too shallow for me to want to know. A weak mind is a sickness that some have and to judge...
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Jan 2013 2:52am
6th Jan 2013 2:52am
Unseen
A man hides in wall for which he lives, to escape his demons that hunt him in his dreams that are nightmares the sound of fear rings in his head for the acts of what he did. His days are short but his nights are long in which he fines his strength in the bottom of a bottle that he can’t escape to his pills he run and take as he become weak to the being that he is. He holds a hole where his heart once was love he cannot have for in which he will kill. Peace he does not know chaos is all he has. The war he fights is all in his head lost to what is real is all that he shall know sound no one...
788 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Jan 2013 1:39am
6th Jan 2013 1:39am
Darkness end
Don’t judge the acts of men welcome their lust, greed; evil acts hide the pain that fills their veins. My arms are open to the one’s heaven has to cast out to live in sin for we are all human with lust that come in are dreams who am I to damn the ones that don’t live by the book of man. For we all know one true fact that we are all born to die when are time comes to its end so what, why not have some fun until are end that will come upon us all one day .
So I play in the devils play ground, and eat at his table drink wine that he offer me until my number is call to its end for who are we...
So I play in the devils play ground, and eat at his table drink wine that he offer me until my number is call to its end for who are we...
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Dec 2012 5:37am
30th Dec 2012 5:37am
The path
I walk in dark under sunless sky with the moon as my star lighting the sky above in the cold of the night air my road is dark without any sign of life I make my way to find the end of my path started long ago . Walk many miles to find that I have not come to its end the road has many folks that have lead me to many dead ends without hope to find where I must come to it ends. Many people I meet on my way down its path as I go darkness set’s in emptiness I find long its way not yet to give in to it damn. I have yet to find my way but yet how do I know when I have come to its end for one does...
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Dec 2012 3:02am
30th Dec 2012 3:02am
Slid the warlock
My thirst is strong for what I want, what I want is to taste the blood of man upon my lips. It drives the monster inside of me that I have, my blood lust over powers my being of man. The crave I have inside deep within me it about to come alive, out will come the monster within me for all to see, for I do not come from the broken home that one must think of,I am the monster that hides inside us all, but only a few will let it come out to play with us all. I am not a freak like you would think I must be, for I am hidden for all to see but too blind to know, I stand here before you all. I have...
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