Submissions by MarekMonster (The Night Hunter)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i am, am i, who am i
A Tree
Into the snow i paint my pain
it is the image of you
too cold to care
burning my fingers on touch
walking through a frozen land
distant and unpresent
the taste of winter is
coming alive in your eyes
this used to be a garden
kissed by sun, cherished by life
melodies hiding in every leaf
my own beautiful den
and then you sprung
a beautiful oak
on top of a grassy plain
every day i would come
to hug you and play
i thought you would protect me
when the storm came
that i could...
it is the image of you
too cold to care
burning my fingers on touch
walking through a frozen land
distant and unpresent
the taste of winter is
coming alive in your eyes
this used to be a garden
kissed by sun, cherished by life
melodies hiding in every leaf
my own beautiful den
and then you sprung
a beautiful oak
on top of a grassy plain
every day i would come
to hug you and play
i thought you would protect me
when the storm came
that i could...
#dark
#death
#nature #LifeCycle
#nature #LifeCycle
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Unslept Nights
Sometimes i wake up in the night
to the sizzling of memories
calling of pictures i wish
had never stopped being painted
the scent of old galaxy
songs from before the war
you are no longer here
but the danger is gone.
Is there a star in the universe
worth orbiting
is there one that could keep me floating
like your eyes did
two singularities
end of everything
but you won
you won
and yet you still
are gone...
It was a night like any other
ecxept the world was falling
and you were the...
to the sizzling of memories
calling of pictures i wish
had never stopped being painted
the scent of old galaxy
songs from before the war
you are no longer here
but the danger is gone.
Is there a star in the universe
worth orbiting
is there one that could keep me floating
like your eyes did
two singularities
end of everything
but you won
you won
and yet you still
are gone...
It was a night like any other
ecxept the world was falling
and you were the...
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Moonlight Glory
Hands of the night wrap around my waist
they lead me gently into the violence of their push
onto the dance floor they call the beautiful life
where we dance until the drums hit
until the horns flare up with infinity
of the universe.
Hands of the night take the lead
and we dance in the sad moolight
these fields will be where your carcass lies
these plains are where you have embrace the night.
And we spin in the sad moolight
falling down onto the dawning dew
the blooming summer grass tickles my spine
once i become one with the soil...
they lead me gently into the violence of their push
onto the dance floor they call the beautiful life
where we dance until the drums hit
until the horns flare up with infinity
of the universe.
Hands of the night take the lead
and we dance in the sad moolight
these fields will be where your carcass lies
these plains are where you have embrace the night.
And we spin in the sad moolight
falling down onto the dawning dew
the blooming summer grass tickles my spine
once i become one with the soil...
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My Love Who Left With The Leaves
I sit here crying
in the forest of night
bathing in falling autumn leaves
as i recall the summer of life
i am turing into darkness
darker than the emptiness of universe
as images of you bite me mind
you left with the leaves
and every year i come back
but i can not find you anywhere
but in my heart
i thought that maybe i would see you
if i just turn around
but all i see is your absence
hunting me down
so i lay here in the dying leaves
with them i will soak into the ground.
in the forest of night
bathing in falling autumn leaves
as i recall the summer of life
i am turing into darkness
darker than the emptiness of universe
as images of you bite me mind
you left with the leaves
and every year i come back
but i can not find you anywhere
but in my heart
i thought that maybe i would see you
if i just turn around
but all i see is your absence
hunting me down
so i lay here in the dying leaves
with them i will soak into the ground.
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Where are you ?
The road smells like you tonight
the rain drops fall on my skin
and i shiver
as if i felt you trouch again for a moment
the air whispers like you tonight
and i can hear the key change
as if i could touch the air
and feel your eyes gaze back into mine
maybe i have drunk too much wine
or wandered alone for too long
but i almost can feel you
closer and closer every moment
as i close my eyes in the crossing
the road smells like you tonight
blood and pain soaking into the asphalt
green lights ahead of me
red...
the rain drops fall on my skin
and i shiver
as if i felt you trouch again for a moment
the air whispers like you tonight
and i can hear the key change
as if i could touch the air
and feel your eyes gaze back into mine
maybe i have drunk too much wine
or wandered alone for too long
but i almost can feel you
closer and closer every moment
as i close my eyes in the crossing
the road smells like you tonight
blood and pain soaking into the asphalt
green lights ahead of me
red...
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moon-wed
Warm and sunny morning in mid July,
the air filled with sound of birds singing
and the silence of distance from adulthood.
Walking through a forest, the rays of sun biting my eyes,
the path leading upwards the mountain side, forwards in time.
Green leaves, cool breeze, fresh and young,
the song of us was just being made up.
Purple flowers and morning dew,
up my spine they go, just like you.
A meadow in the past,
where i first got to be enchanted by your eyes,
the animal, the wolf, the hunt.
One day in one summer, the sky was pure...
the air filled with sound of birds singing
and the silence of distance from adulthood.
Walking through a forest, the rays of sun biting my eyes,
the path leading upwards the mountain side, forwards in time.
Green leaves, cool breeze, fresh and young,
the song of us was just being made up.
Purple flowers and morning dew,
up my spine they go, just like you.
A meadow in the past,
where i first got to be enchanted by your eyes,
the animal, the wolf, the hunt.
One day in one summer, the sky was pure...
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stolen car
I lead my hand down my side
i lead my hand to my thigh
i have got a taste of rush
in my pocket
you ache to ride
just turn the keys
i tip toe my fingers to my thigh
i tip toe my voice into your mind
you see the fog of hunger
upon my lips
it is a long lost fight
just give in...
Across the room
silent dancing club
my nails sliding down your spine
is certainly not what you would ever want
but tonight
my hand on my thigh
tic tac
your cards reflect in your eyes
tic tac
satin sheets, glass of wine, dashing game...
i lead my hand to my thigh
i have got a taste of rush
in my pocket
you ache to ride
just turn the keys
i tip toe my fingers to my thigh
i tip toe my voice into your mind
you see the fog of hunger
upon my lips
it is a long lost fight
just give in...
Across the room
silent dancing club
my nails sliding down your spine
is certainly not what you would ever want
but tonight
my hand on my thigh
tic tac
your cards reflect in your eyes
tic tac
satin sheets, glass of wine, dashing game...
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rings of steel
And ice is cold
as bites are sharp
teeth in blood, all is done
and i
scream
at wolfs that hound after me
branches hold me and i
am caught
in silence
of the moment before it happened
before the first snow flake touched the ground
before the white land rouged its lips
with my blood
and so i let go...
In the moment just before the teeth sunk in
my skin opened welcoming
because i feel it in my fingertips
i feel it in my lips
all this is my doing
i lured the wolves into my arms
so let the taste sink in ...
as bites are sharp
teeth in blood, all is done
and i
scream
at wolfs that hound after me
branches hold me and i
am caught
in silence
of the moment before it happened
before the first snow flake touched the ground
before the white land rouged its lips
with my blood
and so i let go...
In the moment just before the teeth sunk in
my skin opened welcoming
because i feel it in my fingertips
i feel it in my lips
all this is my doing
i lured the wolves into my arms
so let the taste sink in ...
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nothing
silence calls you lover
kiss its empty sound
you and nothing are together
call back into the empty corner
silence calls you lover
but you can not hear it
you admire the beauty of the night
but you feel nothing
you admire his enchanting eyes
but you can not feel it
did an evil wolf bite you
did the moon show you its dark side
why can't you feel anything
why
you stare at the stars in the sky
but it does not stir you up
you watched the sun set beyond lines
but you did not feel warm
why do your songs taste of...
kiss its empty sound
you and nothing are together
call back into the empty corner
silence calls you lover
but you can not hear it
you admire the beauty of the night
but you feel nothing
you admire his enchanting eyes
but you can not feel it
did an evil wolf bite you
did the moon show you its dark side
why can't you feel anything
why
you stare at the stars in the sky
but it does not stir you up
you watched the sun set beyond lines
but you did not feel warm
why do your songs taste of...
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A Walk Through The Garden
I walk alone
under thunder storm
of mind and air
two chairs
in this garden
one for me
one for you
covered in rain drops
of poetry
late mid summer soiree
i wish to find myself
i wish the thrill of my wet hair
of the drops dancing down my skin
to penetrate
deep as universe
kiss of desire
you feel it on your fingertip
the truth sparkling in inviting images
dazzling idea is to fight yourself
for the picture of you to be painted yellow
as the moon
only reflecting the light...
under thunder storm
of mind and air
two chairs
in this garden
one for me
one for you
covered in rain drops
of poetry
late mid summer soiree
i wish to find myself
i wish the thrill of my wet hair
of the drops dancing down my skin
to penetrate
deep as universe
kiss of desire
you feel it on your fingertip
the truth sparkling in inviting images
dazzling idea is to fight yourself
for the picture of you to be painted yellow
as the moon
only reflecting the light...
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Hauntingly Beautiful
As if the midnight had wrapped its hands around your eyes
the dry braches caged your lips away from love
as if a pack of hungry wolves hounded you into a trap
rotten roots clenching your heart
and so you have turned into the night
but all i see is an enchanting melody of your tears
all i can feel is your haunting beauty flowing out of your eyes
as i weep upon your heart...
As if the dawn has fallen asleep in your heart never to wake up
and a dark forest walls held the smiles away from touch
as if the crow of dark made your shoulders its home...
the dry braches caged your lips away from love
as if a pack of hungry wolves hounded you into a trap
rotten roots clenching your heart
and so you have turned into the night
but all i see is an enchanting melody of your tears
all i can feel is your haunting beauty flowing out of your eyes
as i weep upon your heart...
As if the dawn has fallen asleep in your heart never to wake up
and a dark forest walls held the smiles away from touch
as if the crow of dark made your shoulders its home...
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Petals
Emptied another glass
of your admiring
moon lit garden
and our dancing
the petals of your beauty
are snowing down
past the midnight
of your loneliness
and just the two of us
dancing for a different dawn.
Dancing in the haze of your smile
drink another shot before we drown
over the wet grass awakening
petals of your beauty are
and i am shivering
sinking futher down the throat of frenzy.
Smoked another cigarete
of my control
a living garden
of our raving
the petals of your beauty
and raining all over ...
of your admiring
moon lit garden
and our dancing
the petals of your beauty
are snowing down
past the midnight
of your loneliness
and just the two of us
dancing for a different dawn.
Dancing in the haze of your smile
drink another shot before we drown
over the wet grass awakening
petals of your beauty are
and i am shivering
sinking futher down the throat of frenzy.
Smoked another cigarete
of my control
a living garden
of our raving
the petals of your beauty
and raining all over ...
565 reads
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