Submissions by MarekMonster (The Night Hunter)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i am, am i, who am i
waves in the wind
as my fingers tremble
my lips part to the nervousness
as i trace the beauty
of the sea flowing down your skin
i exhale the athmosphere
and i breathe in the painting
that is your shell
would you mind if i broke down now
would you mind if i wept
i want to place you into the night sky
to hide you into the constellations
just for myself
i shudder as we meet halfway
at the mouth of the river
i hum impatiently
as i see us laying down
under a waterfall of leaves
dressed in the wind
as you braid...
my lips part to the nervousness
as i trace the beauty
of the sea flowing down your skin
i exhale the athmosphere
and i breathe in the painting
that is your shell
would you mind if i broke down now
would you mind if i wept
i want to place you into the night sky
to hide you into the constellations
just for myself
i shudder as we meet halfway
at the mouth of the river
i hum impatiently
as i see us laying down
under a waterfall of leaves
dressed in the wind
as you braid...
#love
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at the end of narration
from the ground i understand the sky
stories flow and entwine
i know now
i do not have to chose right
from cold i understand warmth
lives sail in the seas of all
i take it in
and when its time i loosen the hold
in pain i understand joy
careless smiles are followed by tears
so i will cry
and never bother to close the door
in life i understand death
melodies are sung until they end
but afterall
it is life i am terified i won't be able to comprehend
stories flow and entwine
i know now
i do not have to chose right
from cold i understand warmth
lives sail in the seas of all
i take it in
and when its time i loosen the hold
in pain i understand joy
careless smiles are followed by tears
so i will cry
and never bother to close the door
in life i understand death
melodies are sung until they end
but afterall
it is life i am terified i won't be able to comprehend
#TruthOfLife
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somewhere out of time
it's like a cage that grew out of roots
of the trees we planted together
it reminds me of the way we knew
in that one moment it became forever
it's like a prison underneath the sky
the days that i wander by myself
and i am reminded of it all the time
staring at the empty chair by the fireplace
it's like chains forged out of the images
that i keep sunken in my chest
as i wake up drowing in memories
even after decades have come to pass
it's like a wall built out of the universe
that i try to tear down everyday ...
of the trees we planted together
it reminds me of the way we knew
in that one moment it became forever
it's like a prison underneath the sky
the days that i wander by myself
and i am reminded of it all the time
staring at the empty chair by the fireplace
it's like chains forged out of the images
that i keep sunken in my chest
as i wake up drowing in memories
even after decades have come to pass
it's like a wall built out of the universe
that i try to tear down everyday ...
#love
#death
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down the stream
my love is like the trees
it sways in the wind
over the flow of time it leans
an unchanging guardian
a giant made out of memories
even when i lay to sleep
when the walls are bruised by my screams
it still stands there
looming over the river banks
reminding me of the days
that have never been
my love is like the trees
it towers above the river bend
drops its fruits down the stream
out of the reach of my hands
an unfinished verse
a ballad sang out of key
as the stars travel the sky
the moon trails...
it sways in the wind
over the flow of time it leans
an unchanging guardian
a giant made out of memories
even when i lay to sleep
when the walls are bruised by my screams
it still stands there
looming over the river banks
reminding me of the days
that have never been
my love is like the trees
it towers above the river bend
drops its fruits down the stream
out of the reach of my hands
an unfinished verse
a ballad sang out of key
as the stars travel the sky
the moon trails...
#love
#death
#sadness #loneliness
#sadness #loneliness
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beyond the hills
the days are marked with silence
though the sun paints all beautiful
though the life outside blooms
my house is filled with emptiness
my mouth is filled with what ifs
i punch the walls, i screams at the chairs
the blood on my shins is dry
the chairs can not hear any more than
whatever sky or god you could ever beg to
like a tiny flower in a desert
a button without a shirt
the core of an apple half eaten
i slowly turn into a statue
by the window staring at nothing
and i scramble all my scattered thoughts
piece...
though the sun paints all beautiful
though the life outside blooms
my house is filled with emptiness
my mouth is filled with what ifs
i punch the walls, i screams at the chairs
the blood on my shins is dry
the chairs can not hear any more than
whatever sky or god you could ever beg to
like a tiny flower in a desert
a button without a shirt
the core of an apple half eaten
i slowly turn into a statue
by the window staring at nothing
and i scramble all my scattered thoughts
piece...
#love
#death
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dunes of time
for now and for long
i want to stare out of the car window
in the afternoon hue
losing sense of time that is moving forward
stationary and idle
the sun lit fields of youth
for now and for long
i want to remain in a photograph
riding down a highway that does not move forward
with the summer storms both in front
and behind
extend my hand towrds the sky
let the warmth soak up
let the rain drops shiver my spine
time after time
with a twinkle in the iris
and shoe laces untied
for now and for long
i want to...
i want to stare out of the car window
in the afternoon hue
losing sense of time that is moving forward
stationary and idle
the sun lit fields of youth
for now and for long
i want to remain in a photograph
riding down a highway that does not move forward
with the summer storms both in front
and behind
extend my hand towrds the sky
let the warmth soak up
let the rain drops shiver my spine
time after time
with a twinkle in the iris
and shoe laces untied
for now and for long
i want to...
#TruthOfLife
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towards nothing
Times goes rough
when it brings nothing but old scents
the years drag on
when they are never changing
i still carry the same old dreams
the same old wishes
never coming true
under the starry sky
in the moonlit plains
i still dance in the name of you
everything passes
but the endless longing for warmth
tears dry up
and the ache goes too
but the hunger roars in the night
lungs never become full
take another step
take another breath
towards nothing new
nothing ever scared me more
than my own...
when it brings nothing but old scents
the years drag on
when they are never changing
i still carry the same old dreams
the same old wishes
never coming true
under the starry sky
in the moonlit plains
i still dance in the name of you
everything passes
but the endless longing for warmth
tears dry up
and the ache goes too
but the hunger roars in the night
lungs never become full
take another step
take another breath
towards nothing new
nothing ever scared me more
than my own...
#hope
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your eyes
They are but whispers in the forest
leaves taken by the wind
they are but songs resounding
within the castle walls
they are but melodies in the sky
seasons ever-changing
they are but balads in the old stories
echoing of past
they are but stars in the night
those eyes of the loved one
an emprinted pounding
in the back of mind
they are but snowflakes in the breeze
falling cherry blossoms
they are but silence before the storm
laughter of the moon
they are but galaxies in the distance
cracks of the desert ...
leaves taken by the wind
they are but songs resounding
within the castle walls
they are but melodies in the sky
seasons ever-changing
they are but balads in the old stories
echoing of past
they are but stars in the night
those eyes of the loved one
an emprinted pounding
in the back of mind
they are but snowflakes in the breeze
falling cherry blossoms
they are but silence before the storm
laughter of the moon
they are but galaxies in the distance
cracks of the desert ...
#love
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youth
I dont want to live forever
but i want to be young all my life
dancing under the cherry blossoms
hand to hand with violins
a serendipity glowing from under my bed
a rising moon in a sky full of stars
i dont want to live forever
but i want to love all my life
dancing with the wind caressing my hair
every step a new heart beat
loving in the silence before the storm
crying in its wildest rains
and singing about all those epiphanies found in it
rainbow memories of those grey old times
when youth was in love with us
when...
but i want to be young all my life
dancing under the cherry blossoms
hand to hand with violins
a serendipity glowing from under my bed
a rising moon in a sky full of stars
i dont want to live forever
but i want to love all my life
dancing with the wind caressing my hair
every step a new heart beat
loving in the silence before the storm
crying in its wildest rains
and singing about all those epiphanies found in it
rainbow memories of those grey old times
when youth was in love with us
when...
#hope
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found it in silence
i have held it in my arms
the day i met you
the last few drops of sanity
driping droping
all over the vacuum of my mind
i have held it, or maybe i was already letting go
at a snap of a finger
i found it in silence
turbulent uproaring
i was scared to let go
of the past lives and songs
but now i can hear the sea
over the days halcyon
quiescent violence
electrifying dreams
at night i step out of the pavement lines
and in the songs i sing now
i learn new choreographies
that i found in silence
the day i met you
the last few drops of sanity
driping droping
all over the vacuum of my mind
i have held it, or maybe i was already letting go
at a snap of a finger
i found it in silence
turbulent uproaring
i was scared to let go
of the past lives and songs
but now i can hear the sea
over the days halcyon
quiescent violence
electrifying dreams
at night i step out of the pavement lines
and in the songs i sing now
i learn new choreographies
that i found in silence
#strength
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red and blue
there between the rays of red and blue
superficial spite and frightening obsession
you lead me to dance
with your hand on my shoulder
and as the lights spin and thrust
night turns to dawn, morning to dusk
we are still dancing there in my mind
between the rumbling bass and soaring strings
you sing a song so hauntingly alluring
with the melody all off tune
just like the exciting friction between red and blue
howling at the moonless sky
then silently staring at the full moon
distracted by your scent ringing in my ears
...
superficial spite and frightening obsession
you lead me to dance
with your hand on my shoulder
and as the lights spin and thrust
night turns to dawn, morning to dusk
we are still dancing there in my mind
between the rumbling bass and soaring strings
you sing a song so hauntingly alluring
with the melody all off tune
just like the exciting friction between red and blue
howling at the moonless sky
then silently staring at the full moon
distracted by your scent ringing in my ears
...
#love
#moon
#music
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Autumn Mornings
The cold morning breeze of my late days
when the dawn takes its time
brushing my cheeks gently
i stand there watching you dance
still joyful in the summery days
as tiny drops of water sting my finger tips
of melted ice covering the grassy field
as the blood red leaves fall down
from the crowns of hopeful trees
i feel like the yellow rays of light
fighting through the fog
just to touch you with my warm love
but you are already happy as you are
in the joyful summery days
so even though i am lonely here
the autumn melts...
when the dawn takes its time
brushing my cheeks gently
i stand there watching you dance
still joyful in the summery days
as tiny drops of water sting my finger tips
of melted ice covering the grassy field
as the blood red leaves fall down
from the crowns of hopeful trees
i feel like the yellow rays of light
fighting through the fog
just to touch you with my warm love
but you are already happy as you are
in the joyful summery days
so even though i am lonely here
the autumn melts...
#identity
#nature
#metaphor
#SelfDiscovery
#symbolism
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