Submissions by MarekMonster (The Night Hunter)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i am, am i, who am i
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Feb 2015 00:29am
7th Feb 2015 00:29am
3 Seconds
It fits the sky of winter
my own mind
the snow imitates the ocean
the size and lines
but it is shallow
and i know
you can never quite understand me
or how i snap on
why i can not be an angel in the snow
you loved me before you had known
you are bitter now
but one second before or one second after
it was still the same
snow in an angel...
why does the bad mean bad to you
when it taught you so much
and how can you ignore
the lesson that those fools lived up
it is like you cherish the wrong
to keep you from the good...
my own mind
the snow imitates the ocean
the size and lines
but it is shallow
and i know
you can never quite understand me
or how i snap on
why i can not be an angel in the snow
you loved me before you had known
you are bitter now
but one second before or one second after
it was still the same
snow in an angel...
why does the bad mean bad to you
when it taught you so much
and how can you ignore
the lesson that those fools lived up
it is like you cherish the wrong
to keep you from the good...
657 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jan 2015 11:16pm
27th Jan 2015 11:16pm
Our Forest
As if i could see the scent
of lavender words
raising morning haze
the yellow watcher waves
you can if u wish
to keep the dew on your skin.
Hoards up in my throat
the bloom of your dawn
such an unexpected rain
i wooden into tome
starring back into age-bands
the stream widens
since the first time
i have seen your static face
so if you wish to fly away,
do, before the purple
because there is no cure
for fertility.
of lavender words
raising morning haze
the yellow watcher waves
you can if u wish
to keep the dew on your skin.
Hoards up in my throat
the bloom of your dawn
such an unexpected rain
i wooden into tome
starring back into age-bands
the stream widens
since the first time
i have seen your static face
so if you wish to fly away,
do, before the purple
because there is no cure
for fertility.
528 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jan 2015 2:25am
10th Jan 2015 2:25am
I
A stranger's ballad thinks it's important
but its notes can not care less
and i keep chasing the circles of light
that are dancing on the floor
i am spinning on my own.
Half step away from the routine
pulling Bs to half decent Cbs
just like the non existent touch
registered by my senses
as my hair stand up
just thinking.
Why don't you look into your own eyes ?
Someone's laughter thinks it is attractive
its breath just giggles in his lungs
the last i saw myself was on a black page
i tried to paint with...
but its notes can not care less
and i keep chasing the circles of light
that are dancing on the floor
i am spinning on my own.
Half step away from the routine
pulling Bs to half decent Cbs
just like the non existent touch
registered by my senses
as my hair stand up
just thinking.
Why don't you look into your own eyes ?
Someone's laughter thinks it is attractive
its breath just giggles in his lungs
the last i saw myself was on a black page
i tried to paint with...
651 reads
4 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
9th Jan 2015 2:24pm
9th Jan 2015 2:24pm
Cage
Waiting for a sign
for when to run
the blood that drips down your lips
all over your chest
the one i used to go back to home
i...i no longer know
I guess i have to let it happen
it is just another beautiful night
and all the owls already know my chants
feet you lead me now
beneath the Nautilus's strobes
the last dancer keeps on.
Staring into sky
fuck, if i could dive
i would
just fall
and all of sudden
your lips would have no hold
veiled by oceans of lights
no more monsters
no more bars...
...
for when to run
the blood that drips down your lips
all over your chest
the one i used to go back to home
i...i no longer know
I guess i have to let it happen
it is just another beautiful night
and all the owls already know my chants
feet you lead me now
beneath the Nautilus's strobes
the last dancer keeps on.
Staring into sky
fuck, if i could dive
i would
just fall
and all of sudden
your lips would have no hold
veiled by oceans of lights
no more monsters
no more bars...
...
612 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Jan 2015 2:33am
8th Jan 2015 2:33am
Anthem of the World
Leather wrapped (heart)
spiked jacked (your mark)
laced up in your boots
rattled in your tune,
i want to take you,
i want to taste you,
one spin and we are turning futile,
i want to take all those clothes off
off your silent skin,
thrust in.
You can hold my hands above my head,
fornicate your dignity
no more of this bullshit
tie me to your bed
defile me pride
because it is all i detest.
Lace tailored (soul)
unavoidable curves (mind)
dressed to kill
or spare your own life
i want my spit to melt through...
spiked jacked (your mark)
laced up in your boots
rattled in your tune,
i want to take you,
i want to taste you,
one spin and we are turning futile,
i want to take all those clothes off
off your silent skin,
thrust in.
You can hold my hands above my head,
fornicate your dignity
no more of this bullshit
tie me to your bed
defile me pride
because it is all i detest.
Lace tailored (soul)
unavoidable curves (mind)
dressed to kill
or spare your own life
i want my spit to melt through...
607 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jan 2015 00:10am
4th Jan 2015 00:10am
Winter's Heart
The yellow shines in tiny pieces of light
right off the diamond floor
where the mourning sky of night
sheds her frozen tears
and it all flows into one
picture of his dark eyes leaning onto my lips.
I am on the edge of frozen paradise
waiting for the end of life
as this beauty consumes the world,
dancing on the top of its blade
inside of your eyes passion veiled
where can not reach the power of time.
Your breath ignites our leaking fate
through the air i catch your craving rage
and i can not keep on dancing ...
right off the diamond floor
where the mourning sky of night
sheds her frozen tears
and it all flows into one
picture of his dark eyes leaning onto my lips.
I am on the edge of frozen paradise
waiting for the end of life
as this beauty consumes the world,
dancing on the top of its blade
inside of your eyes passion veiled
where can not reach the power of time.
Your breath ignites our leaking fate
through the air i catch your craving rage
and i can not keep on dancing ...
517 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Dec 2014 4:45pm
10th Dec 2014 4:45pm
Sand
................
frenzied stains all over your heart
you carried sand of desert in your boots
you knew you were bound to fall
as the summer came and twisted
memories entwined in desert cracks
when you came around the 17th time
i could tell you were walking in geometrical shapes
and country did not suffice the picture of your pain
teeth-torn clothes kept your love
we were there but out of time
stories cross and end only in dimes of the truth
the bitch kept on sleeping below your window
hope was an anchor but...
frenzied stains all over your heart
you carried sand of desert in your boots
you knew you were bound to fall
as the summer came and twisted
memories entwined in desert cracks
when you came around the 17th time
i could tell you were walking in geometrical shapes
and country did not suffice the picture of your pain
teeth-torn clothes kept your love
we were there but out of time
stories cross and end only in dimes of the truth
the bitch kept on sleeping below your window
hope was an anchor but...
638 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Dec 2014 9:49am
9th Dec 2014 9:49am
Dry
Shades of darkness
taste of bees
shards in the eye
of glass used to be wine
only to dry out into desert's realm
sand in mouth
bullets in pocket
sweat of lies
shaping over month of july
into frozen december of summer time
lovers, loners
sights of questions
over sand hills
sinking in beauty of debris
no water could behold the sun
Would birds leave my
branches and leaves
will i die and rot
on my own here ?
silence my friend
you can sing at me
as they can but you always
come back to me
will my roots...
taste of bees
shards in the eye
of glass used to be wine
only to dry out into desert's realm
sand in mouth
bullets in pocket
sweat of lies
shaping over month of july
into frozen december of summer time
lovers, loners
sights of questions
over sand hills
sinking in beauty of debris
no water could behold the sun
Would birds leave my
branches and leaves
will i die and rot
on my own here ?
silence my friend
you can sing at me
as they can but you always
come back to me
will my roots...
631 reads
4 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
8th Dec 2014 10:58pm
8th Dec 2014 10:58pm
The Last Dancer
Yellow shatters of street lights
flicker from back into my eyes,
as if the night has never changed,
on my old jacket full of time
those raging lines waking up in
distance.
Church bells echo the air,
from the bell tower you wave
farewell,
so i freeze in glimpse of fire,
in those eyes i left all my desire,
in that song i found my flare.
I can still see the aurora inside of your eyes
the wildest silence gliding up my
spine
of what dreams had offered, but the
life kept hidden away.
It screams from outside my...
flicker from back into my eyes,
as if the night has never changed,
on my old jacket full of time
those raging lines waking up in
distance.
Church bells echo the air,
from the bell tower you wave
farewell,
so i freeze in glimpse of fire,
in those eyes i left all my desire,
in that song i found my flare.
I can still see the aurora inside of your eyes
the wildest silence gliding up my
spine
of what dreams had offered, but the
life kept hidden away.
It screams from outside my...
557 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Dec 2014 4:34pm
8th Dec 2014 4:34pm
Fear
A sculptor of stars
his form of beauty
we hoped to understand
from seeing nothing
i carved words of fear
upon my mind
from where the monsters come
what feeds their fire.
A sculptor of stars
our visions of happiness
we thought we had something
caught in emptiness
i wrote a song of fear
below my heart
for whom the hounds run
after who they bark.
his form of beauty
we hoped to understand
from seeing nothing
i carved words of fear
upon my mind
from where the monsters come
what feeds their fire.
A sculptor of stars
our visions of happiness
we thought we had something
caught in emptiness
i wrote a song of fear
below my heart
for whom the hounds run
after who they bark.
704 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Nov 2014 9:13pm
30th Nov 2014 9:13pm
POKE ME
Poke her eye
she smells of love
her love is me
we are both now free
ending up in trash
are her dishes of us
untied the rope
and put us down
scrape shit off
of my eyes
shallow balls
now eased of life
poke my facE
she smells of love
her love is me
we are both now free
ending up in trash
are her dishes of us
untied the rope
and put us down
scrape shit off
of my eyes
shallow balls
now eased of life
poke my facE
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Nov 2014 00:10am
29th Nov 2014 00:10am
the room
shine a little piece of light
on that waiting chair
i am hiding in the corner
below window, i stare
out to the night
knock before you enter
so that i can wipe the tears
so that you won't see
but i won't let you touch the switch
i can not be seen
keep just one eye on that bed
i think sleeping there is
not so good when the other half
is blank
i try to sleep in my arms
none were there but i still have mine
i crouch behind the wardrobe
wrapped in my own
there are no steps coming ...
on that waiting chair
i am hiding in the corner
below window, i stare
out to the night
knock before you enter
so that i can wipe the tears
so that you won't see
but i won't let you touch the switch
i can not be seen
keep just one eye on that bed
i think sleeping there is
not so good when the other half
is blank
i try to sleep in my arms
none were there but i still have mine
i crouch behind the wardrobe
wrapped in my own
there are no steps coming ...
580 reads
1 Comment
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