Submissions by Marks
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
26th Aug 2014 4:32pm
26th Aug 2014 4:32pm
Extramental Life
The earth is not there
The evening is a whirlwind without light
Darkness going straight to the night
Unexpected continuity... Extramental life
Telling you of the things to come
Telling you what goes on
Both an angel and a stranger
Signs inside the danger
The evening is a whirlwind without light
Darkness going straight to the night
Unexpected continuity... Extramental life
Telling you of the things to come
Telling you what goes on
Both an angel and a stranger
Signs inside the danger
624 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
13th Aug 2014 4:40pm
13th Aug 2014 4:40pm
Heads and Tails
A wall hanging
A pillow covering
A large open bookcase
Camouflage her presence
A female skyline dotted with skyscrapers
Greeted with dark intimacy
Pictures of thought control and brainwashing
Scattered on occasional tables and desks
A theatrical space
An enchanted place
A short walk from my bed
Go ahead
Tear my soul in half
Tear my soul in half again
Heads and tails
On one hand, you could say I'm a fugitive
On the other hand, I offer you your own secrets
Your returns and...
A pillow covering
A large open bookcase
Camouflage her presence
A female skyline dotted with skyscrapers
Greeted with dark intimacy
Pictures of thought control and brainwashing
Scattered on occasional tables and desks
A theatrical space
An enchanted place
A short walk from my bed
Go ahead
Tear my soul in half
Tear my soul in half again
Heads and tails
On one hand, you could say I'm a fugitive
On the other hand, I offer you your own secrets
Your returns and...
597 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
24th Jul 2014 8:21pm
24th Jul 2014 8:21pm
End rhymes for ... exist
End rhymes for ... exist
Once upon a time the world ceased to exist...
But Noah's ship had a high-IQ machine
So the rain cemented things in our memory
Whatever the ruins of life include...
We stand on the brink of them
Locked out or locked in...
A waking dream becomes a lucid dream
Once upon a time the world ceased to exist...
But Noah's ship had a high-IQ machine
So the rain cemented things in our memory
Whatever the ruins of life include...
We stand on the brink of them
Locked out or locked in...
A waking dream becomes a lucid dream
589 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Jul 2014 7:21pm
17th Jul 2014 7:21pm
This Sense Of Void
The leaves are falling
The wind is blowing
Whosever Autumn this is should be ashamed
Panic, anguish, nostalgia, recklessness
The surreal story of yellow leaves
Nihilism changes to Winter empiricism
The role of experience and evidence
Whose sadness is this
It may be misery not to be there
Whose loneliness is this
It may be misery not to be everywhere
Whose empitness is this
It may be misery not to have goals
This sense of void
The wind is blowing
Whosever Autumn this is should be ashamed
Panic, anguish, nostalgia, recklessness
The surreal story of yellow leaves
Nihilism changes to Winter empiricism
The role of experience and evidence
Whose sadness is this
It may be misery not to be there
Whose loneliness is this
It may be misery not to be everywhere
Whose empitness is this
It may be misery not to have goals
This sense of void
732 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
5th Jul 2014 3:30am
5th Jul 2014 3:30am
Soon...
Deficient
Disabled
Mirages
Dreams
Deja vu
Soon...
These few lovely rooms
A few years from now
What did become of me ?
How have I been aging ?
Where could I begin ?... With the weather ?
Health and wisdom cannot go together
Disabled
Mirages
Dreams
Deja vu
Soon...
These few lovely rooms
A few years from now
What did become of me ?
How have I been aging ?
Where could I begin ?... With the weather ?
Health and wisdom cannot go together
674 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2014 00:55am
3rd Jul 2014 00:55am
Going Through With It
Afterlife under construction
A spectral realm in action
A guardian angel smoothing the darkness...
Ahead of him.... ahead of me
My soul will join my own soul...
And my physical form
Who else could exist in me
And I am going through with it
A spectral realm in action
A guardian angel smoothing the darkness...
Ahead of him.... ahead of me
My soul will join my own soul...
And my physical form
Who else could exist in me
And I am going through with it
651 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Jun 2014 7:55pm
25th Jun 2014 7:55pm
Don't Join Me
Lost...
Lost...
Permanent situation
The pen is not mightier than the desolation
Hope for the best, but prepare for the worst
Beauty is in the eye of the ghost
Emptiness under threat
If at first you don't succeed, try, try again.
It is great to hate someone and be hated back.
If you can't beat me, don't join me.
Lost...
Permanent situation
The pen is not mightier than the desolation
Hope for the best, but prepare for the worst
Beauty is in the eye of the ghost
Emptiness under threat
If at first you don't succeed, try, try again.
It is great to hate someone and be hated back.
If you can't beat me, don't join me.
718 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Jun 2014 1:50am
17th Jun 2014 1:50am
The Weight Of The World
The weight of the world
Distant and heavy
Forever...
Life becomes deep
Life becomes a conspiracy
Truth hides its answers in plain sight
Time crawls by...
There is a time to speak and a time to be silent
There is a time to be dangerously open-minded
Continuities are not always what they seem
Don't rock the boat
Can two wrongs make a right
Are two heads better than one
Distant and heavy
Forever...
Life becomes deep
Life becomes a conspiracy
Truth hides its answers in plain sight
Time crawls by...
There is a time to speak and a time to be silent
There is a time to be dangerously open-minded
Continuities are not always what they seem
Don't rock the boat
Can two wrongs make a right
Are two heads better than one
695 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Jun 2014 2:52am
11th Jun 2014 2:52am
Deserved Paths
Old times
Good old times
Next life
Afterlife
Next life
No other choice
It is a thing to be waited for
Weird times
Weird old times
No pride
Big changes
No pride
Thousands of lives
Deserved paths
Good old times
Next life
Afterlife
Next life
No other choice
It is a thing to be waited for
Weird times
Weird old times
No pride
Big changes
No pride
Thousands of lives
Deserved paths
725 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Jun 2014 7:32pm
7th Jun 2014 7:32pm
Muse A Bit
Muse a bit
War and myth
Webcam chat community sites
The inexplicable becomes intertwined
A perturbing flight
Penthouse vampiric night
A pendant in a form of bat
Synchronized traffic signals
Lines of headlights
City skyline silhoutte
Bed sheet wrinkles
A turn of mind
A mystery of faith
A freak of life
War and myth
Webcam chat community sites
The inexplicable becomes intertwined
A perturbing flight
Penthouse vampiric night
A pendant in a form of bat
Synchronized traffic signals
Lines of headlights
City skyline silhoutte
Bed sheet wrinkles
A turn of mind
A mystery of faith
A freak of life
687 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
27th May 2014 7:36pm
27th May 2014 7:36pm
Exercise
A snake of road past the soul
The trip is being multiplied
All is supposed to be unexpected
A devotional habit of mind
Life seems impossible to recreate
Stand idly by like this meaningless poem
Fantasize about faith and its secret ways
A wondrous view of the dark
Life can only deliver us from hell
An exercise allied to fate
The trip is being multiplied
All is supposed to be unexpected
A devotional habit of mind
Life seems impossible to recreate
Stand idly by like this meaningless poem
Fantasize about faith and its secret ways
A wondrous view of the dark
Life can only deliver us from hell
An exercise allied to fate
656 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
14th May 2014 7:31pm
14th May 2014 7:31pm
Window Seat
The inability to stand or walk
Mental prayer... your S.O.S.
Trip over your invasive calling
Let the facts speak for themselves
Suspend your thoughts
Stream in through your grief
I wonder who else lives here
Apparitional experiences on a window seat
Mental prayer... your S.O.S.
Trip over your invasive calling
Let the facts speak for themselves
Suspend your thoughts
Stream in through your grief
I wonder who else lives here
Apparitional experiences on a window seat
725 reads
2 Comments
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