Submissions by Marshmellion (MoonBlossems)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write, but why.....? I dont know.................
STORY POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2014 3:09am
23rd Jul 2014 3:09am
The Time War Spell(the end of hell)
Wizards and warlocks and sorcerers and sages
fought with the demons throughout the ages.
In the end though only 30 seconds passed
this is the time war the mages have cast.
Sparks flew
Fireballs fell
Mages and wizards and warlocks did well
holding off the 8 gates of hell.
30 seconds to win the war
yet trillions of years they had in store.
billions of resets and billions of tries,
billions and billions of losses and lives.
After centuries, millennia, eons of loss
they broke through the gates of Tartarus.
Their in his chair,...
fought with the demons throughout the ages.
In the end though only 30 seconds passed
this is the time war the mages have cast.
Sparks flew
Fireballs fell
Mages and wizards and warlocks did well
holding off the 8 gates of hell.
30 seconds to win the war
yet trillions of years they had in store.
billions of resets and billions of tries,
billions and billions of losses and lives.
After centuries, millennia, eons of loss
they broke through the gates of Tartarus.
Their in his chair,...
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STORY POEM
Published
28th May 2014 7:35pm
28th May 2014 7:35pm
The Celestial Plains (pt.1 The Crystal Spires)
Stare to the north
at sunset and dawn.
The crystal spires stretch on and on.
They tower and glow
and are seen from long
Listen now,
As they sing-a-song,
that starts at dawn
and lasts until the sunsets gone.
When the sun is set
the sing-a-song stops
and a new one does begin.
Until the dawn
they sing a song,
a song of tranquil calm,
For when the crystals sleep and slumber so
a lullaby is heard from the grounds below.
When the moonlit sky awakes with dawn,
the crystals sing,
a sing-a-song.
at sunset and dawn.
The crystal spires stretch on and on.
They tower and glow
and are seen from long
Listen now,
As they sing-a-song,
that starts at dawn
and lasts until the sunsets gone.
When the sun is set
the sing-a-song stops
and a new one does begin.
Until the dawn
they sing a song,
a song of tranquil calm,
For when the crystals sleep and slumber so
a lullaby is heard from the grounds below.
When the moonlit sky awakes with dawn,
the crystals sing,
a sing-a-song.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Feb 2013 4:14am
6th Feb 2013 4:14am
SELF IGNITING ARTWORK
who care who lives
who cares who dies
i know i don't
but i watch with eyes
my fascination with observation
can be considered a strange one,
to others,
but to me its fun
i watch the world from a third person view
i watch them build towers, machines and pillers,
just to reach the skies
then i watch them all burn, crash and crumble,
right before my eyes
a creature that builds so much,
yet destroys everything it touches,
my most imperfect invention yet.
i have created them but i don't destroy my own artwork,
no for...
who cares who dies
i know i don't
but i watch with eyes
my fascination with observation
can be considered a strange one,
to others,
but to me its fun
i watch the world from a third person view
i watch them build towers, machines and pillers,
just to reach the skies
then i watch them all burn, crash and crumble,
right before my eyes
a creature that builds so much,
yet destroys everything it touches,
my most imperfect invention yet.
i have created them but i don't destroy my own artwork,
no for...
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Nov 2012 1:53pm
29th Nov 2012 1:53pm
A Schizoids Sonata
I feel I was never real
Was I ever?
No, not, never
I am not really here.
My hearts a black hole for all to wander
A void which none can breach
Though its hard to see in yonder
I want someone to reach.
I’ve tried to run,
I’ve tried to hide the heartless brute that’s me.
I have done exactly that by faking personality.
No love, no pain, no misery.
Not a single harm shall get to me.
Through my eyes my mind can see
A world without pain.
I dream of chaos, insanity
And that no harm shall get to me.
My hands drip...
Was I ever?
No, not, never
I am not really here.
My hearts a black hole for all to wander
A void which none can breach
Though its hard to see in yonder
I want someone to reach.
I’ve tried to run,
I’ve tried to hide the heartless brute that’s me.
I have done exactly that by faking personality.
No love, no pain, no misery.
Not a single harm shall get to me.
Through my eyes my mind can see
A world without pain.
I dream of chaos, insanity
And that no harm shall get to me.
My hands drip...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
25th Nov 2012 5:35am
25th Nov 2012 5:35am
pain like a puzzle
People say pain heals with time,
but that's not true,
life aint that divine
even if it does
it'll leave behind a line....
a line that's lost in time.
pain is like a broken puzzle
that you want to put together
but the pieces don't fit
and when you figure out the picture
there's just no fixing it
as you sigh
and as you cry
you'll start to feel hollow
you'll start to want to die
just let yourself go blank
let the emptiness reside
let your mind go black
cut your head some slack
no reason to think...
but that's not true,
life aint that divine
even if it does
it'll leave behind a line....
a line that's lost in time.
pain is like a broken puzzle
that you want to put together
but the pieces don't fit
and when you figure out the picture
there's just no fixing it
as you sigh
and as you cry
you'll start to feel hollow
you'll start to want to die
just let yourself go blank
let the emptiness reside
let your mind go black
cut your head some slack
no reason to think...
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Jun 2012 1:32am
21st Jun 2012 1:32am
Death wish
Out from my feet a
Black shrouded shadow
It gaged my mouth and
Bound me to a seat
Eyes underneath the darkness glow.
If looks were a weapon,
Its stare would be a deathly blow.
Everywere it walked was puddeled with blood
Out from the shade the shadow figure stood
And before me it formed limbs,
A face and hood,
Underneath that hood was not my own but a saddened face, with looks that could turn you to stone.
I, he, me, it soon untied me and
I gave me a gloomy glance,
Came closer and spoke in a raspy
Voice, " come on...
Black shrouded shadow
It gaged my mouth and
Bound me to a seat
Eyes underneath the darkness glow.
If looks were a weapon,
Its stare would be a deathly blow.
Everywere it walked was puddeled with blood
Out from the shade the shadow figure stood
And before me it formed limbs,
A face and hood,
Underneath that hood was not my own but a saddened face, with looks that could turn you to stone.
I, he, me, it soon untied me and
I gave me a gloomy glance,
Came closer and spoke in a raspy
Voice, " come on...
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SELF POEM
Published
20th Jun 2012 1:55am
20th Jun 2012 1:55am
DEAR DIARY,JOURNAL THING
Guys can keep secrets to
and hide there feelings in a journal
If i gave my secrets away
Would my life go up in flame?
Is there something wrong with
Being gay?
It seems to lead others astray
There just afraid of the real me,
They just cant contemplait the reason why!
They laugh, call me fag, point, then leave.
They dont stop and say hi,
In fact the only time they stop at all is to say " you should die"
Turn away
Then wave goodbye!
I wish i could turn off life like a video game.
If i ran out of batteries.., right now...
and hide there feelings in a journal
If i gave my secrets away
Would my life go up in flame?
Is there something wrong with
Being gay?
It seems to lead others astray
There just afraid of the real me,
They just cant contemplait the reason why!
They laugh, call me fag, point, then leave.
They dont stop and say hi,
In fact the only time they stop at all is to say " you should die"
Turn away
Then wave goodbye!
I wish i could turn off life like a video game.
If i ran out of batteries.., right now...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Jun 2012 3:49pm
19th Jun 2012 3:49pm
LEAVE FEAR BE!!
Fear is sense
Without it we would not listen
For fear of being struck
No laws in fear of harm or jail
No clean rooms for fear of
What others think of mess
Or clusterphobia
No right or wrong
No bad or good
No fear of death or destruction
No fear of nucular warfare
For when fears no longer hold back people will no longer resist
The world will crumble and cease to exist.
Without it we would not listen
For fear of being struck
No laws in fear of harm or jail
No clean rooms for fear of
What others think of mess
Or clusterphobia
No right or wrong
No bad or good
No fear of death or destruction
No fear of nucular warfare
For when fears no longer hold back people will no longer resist
The world will crumble and cease to exist.
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Jun 2012 1:52am
13th Jun 2012 1:52am
LAUGHTER
People say laughter makes you happy
I laugh everyday yet my platter is empty
Laughter good for the soul?
Mabey i dont have one as i dont feel the good of which was spoken.
So in conclusion
Laughter is nothing but false security
i say
An empty baren wasteland
Leaving nothing at your hands.
I laugh everyday yet my platter is empty
Laughter good for the soul?
Mabey i dont have one as i dont feel the good of which was spoken.
So in conclusion
Laughter is nothing but false security
i say
An empty baren wasteland
Leaving nothing at your hands.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Jun 2012 3:19am
8th Jun 2012 3:19am
Blank slate
Each given there own tablet a slate
Blank and grey
You can taint it black
You can grind it up
You can smash it
Bash it
Or paint it white
Or decorate with lights
Make it or break it
Its your choice
You own tablet
Your own slate
Write a story on it
Make it or break it
.......
Your own ,blank, slate
By: Marshmellion
Blank and grey
You can taint it black
You can grind it up
You can smash it
Bash it
Or paint it white
Or decorate with lights
Make it or break it
Its your choice
You own tablet
Your own slate
Write a story on it
Make it or break it
.......
Your own ,blank, slate
By: Marshmellion
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Jun 2012 3:15am
8th Jun 2012 3:15am
Behind the mask?
youve Never seen the real me,
Iv never even been .
Hate drama cuz im always acting.
Im stuck in a maze!
This terrable phaze!
As or bs cs or ds ?
When can i pull this mask off?
Why is there no remady?
Why is it that none can see...,
Behind the mask
The real me?
Iv never even been .
Hate drama cuz im always acting.
Im stuck in a maze!
This terrable phaze!
As or bs cs or ds ?
When can i pull this mask off?
Why is there no remady?
Why is it that none can see...,
Behind the mask
The real me?
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