Submissions by LeesAngel
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The sweet remain Of an Angel slained
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Feb 2012 8:19pm
9th Feb 2012 8:19pm
That Vicious Circle
There's panic outside.
There's safety behind a locked door.
Then paranoia is locked in too.
Sleep keeps a clear head.
It's hard to sleep alone.
Good memories might distract.
But terror crowds the mind.
There's safety behind a locked door.
Then paranoia is locked in too.
Sleep keeps a clear head.
It's hard to sleep alone.
Good memories might distract.
But terror crowds the mind.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Feb 2012 9:06pm
8th Feb 2012 9:06pm
The Dock
The Dock reigns strong and calm,
The Sea, in turn, falls to the authoritative command.
But, as ever, there's a few outspoken rebels.
These waves perform a consistant, unreserved betrayal of misdemeanour attacks.
And yet, the Dock stays strong, calm and dominant.
The Sea, in turn, falls to the authoritative command.
But, as ever, there's a few outspoken rebels.
These waves perform a consistant, unreserved betrayal of misdemeanour attacks.
And yet, the Dock stays strong, calm and dominant.
739 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Feb 2012 6:51pm
8th Feb 2012 6:51pm
A Challenge
Have you ever felt so confused,
yet so sure of your soul?
Do you know yourself
as well as your mind tells you?
Is your heart as warm
as your mother would want?
Will you remember your name,
after everyone else has forgotten?
yet so sure of your soul?
Do you know yourself
as well as your mind tells you?
Is your heart as warm
as your mother would want?
Will you remember your name,
after everyone else has forgotten?
772 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Feb 2012 6:57pm
7th Feb 2012 6:57pm
Mr Hangman
Mr Hangman
Today is not your day,
You'll have to wait your turn.
Mr Hangman
Your time has not yet come,
My sins are to be judged and questioned.
Mr Hangman
You're unable to see it all,
I stay tested, trialed, but undefined.
Mr Hangman
Would you not offer yourself?
Or do you appreciate your position?
Today is not your day,
You'll have to wait your turn.
Mr Hangman
Your time has not yet come,
My sins are to be judged and questioned.
Mr Hangman
You're unable to see it all,
I stay tested, trialed, but undefined.
Mr Hangman
Would you not offer yourself?
Or do you appreciate your position?
653 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
7th Feb 2012 5:32pm
7th Feb 2012 5:32pm
Guilty Conscience
I swore revenge on an old poor man today,
But not everyone agreed it should end this way.
A life, a soul, but I swear it's true,
Because he took my soul with you.
I swore revenge on an old poor man today,
But not everyone believed I could blame his decay.
My life, and soul, and love is through,
All was so strong from each point of view.
I swore revenge on an innocent man today,
It's probably my fault, but it's better this way.
But not everyone agreed it should end this way.
A life, a soul, but I swear it's true,
Because he took my soul with you.
I swore revenge on an old poor man today,
But not everyone believed I could blame his decay.
My life, and soul, and love is through,
All was so strong from each point of view.
I swore revenge on an innocent man today,
It's probably my fault, but it's better this way.
1304 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Feb 2012 10:49am
7th Feb 2012 10:49am
Hilter, I am
A soul or two in my behest,
I try to conjure up the rest.
Marching, Leading, Charging, Seething,
A hoard of hiding nations grieving.
What I despise is lead away,
I'll never change from yesterday.
I stand my ground and gather the mass,
Children will learn my ways will last.
Men stand strong and follow me,
Then, in time, the others agree.
I will see that perdition is done,
Stories will be told of 'When Nazi's won'.
I perceive this as no perennial war,
But a chance to impose my ways on all.
Bewailment is a weakness now,...
I try to conjure up the rest.
Marching, Leading, Charging, Seething,
A hoard of hiding nations grieving.
What I despise is lead away,
I'll never change from yesterday.
I stand my ground and gather the mass,
Children will learn my ways will last.
Men stand strong and follow me,
Then, in time, the others agree.
I will see that perdition is done,
Stories will be told of 'When Nazi's won'.
I perceive this as no perennial war,
But a chance to impose my ways on all.
Bewailment is a weakness now,...
1008 reads
10 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
6th Feb 2012 9:06pm
6th Feb 2012 9:06pm
Guardian
A sullen saviour sees only duty,
He acts as no Hero to anyone.
A lost soul that's seen to be striving,
but a deferrented deed is done and gone.
Horizons shine first at the break of day,
But foremost assist the dusk.
Half cup full, or half cup lacking,
Fill his with whiskey, and leave him to rust.
He acts as no Hero to anyone.
A lost soul that's seen to be striving,
but a deferrented deed is done and gone.
Horizons shine first at the break of day,
But foremost assist the dusk.
Half cup full, or half cup lacking,
Fill his with whiskey, and leave him to rust.
809 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Feb 2012 8:51pm
6th Feb 2012 8:51pm
Just Another Passerby
Yet another bystander watches me pass by their unbroken life.
They tutt at the shattered glass in mine.
Who are they to judge me?
Who am I to look in disgust, as I too tutt at my wounded feet?
I take it upon myself to guard the last shards strewn over all domains.
The edges to which I bare no grudge.
I blame what I can, other than the careless culprit.
But that glass was once whole, my memory holds that promise at least.
They tutt at the shattered glass in mine.
Who are they to judge me?
Who am I to look in disgust, as I too tutt at my wounded feet?
I take it upon myself to guard the last shards strewn over all domains.
The edges to which I bare no grudge.
I blame what I can, other than the careless culprit.
But that glass was once whole, my memory holds that promise at least.
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