Submissions by MoronicoleNia (Moro-nicoleNia)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Plans of what our futures hold, foolish lies of growing old It seems we're so invincible, the truth is so cold A final song, a last request, a perfect chapter laid to rest
JUST A FANTASY
Can a heart be cold,
if it yearn s for warmth
can lips kiss
if they are stitched
I do not know what love is
but no one knows
is it butterflies in the gut
or just pain
is it happiness or sadness
is it a hug or choking
Love is a Fairy Tale
Love is a fantasy
Do I want love?
And live in a fairy tale
Yes but you always come back to reality
I accept the real reality not
romantic fairytales
if it yearn s for warmth
can lips kiss
if they are stitched
I do not know what love is
but no one knows
is it butterflies in the gut
or just pain
is it happiness or sadness
is it a hug or choking
Love is a Fairy Tale
Love is a fantasy
Do I want love?
And live in a fairy tale
Yes but you always come back to reality
I accept the real reality not
romantic fairytales
624 reads
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MONSTER
I was born in a horror
I'm a monster
I am the one who hides under the bed
I'm the one who's waiting for you with a knife
I am the one ho is coverd in blood
My friend is the moon
Night my Eternal Age
light my biggest enemy
sad and horrible stories were my lullabies
Scars beautiful tattoos
tears were smiles
days I wondered
shoud i be normal
but then i saw
Why normal ?
just to pass this life as a fairy tale
Yes, I was born in horror
I'll always be there
under the bed
always...
I'm a monster
I am the one who hides under the bed
I'm the one who's waiting for you with a knife
I am the one ho is coverd in blood
My friend is the moon
Night my Eternal Age
light my biggest enemy
sad and horrible stories were my lullabies
Scars beautiful tattoos
tears were smiles
days I wondered
shoud i be normal
but then i saw
Why normal ?
just to pass this life as a fairy tale
Yes, I was born in horror
I'll always be there
under the bed
always...
516 reads
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I SEE THE BEGINNING

613 reads
1 Comment
THE END
again it is the same ,
again i am crying
again i am falling down
inuf with plans
it is the same story all over again
this time i feel nothing
this time i feel no regrets
this time it will be the end
i wanted just to hear those three little words
why did you reject me
why mother , why sister
now i leave with tears in my eyes
now i must say godbye
now it is over
this time i feel nothig
this time i feel no regrets
this time it will be the end
mama do you see me
mama do...
again i am crying
again i am falling down
inuf with plans
it is the same story all over again
this time i feel nothing
this time i feel no regrets
this time it will be the end
i wanted just to hear those three little words
why did you reject me
why mother , why sister
now i leave with tears in my eyes
now i must say godbye
now it is over
this time i feel nothig
this time i feel no regrets
this time it will be the end
mama do you see me
mama do...
599 reads
3 Comments
Kissing Death
KISSING DEATH
tick tock , the clock is ticking bacwards wispering me my past
i woos fighting the angel while loving the beast ,
poisoning the flower while listening the screams
oh those wore my dreams ...
snakes and spiders made my home
crawling creapying up my soul
here i am, i am lost
in the rotten wind
rejcting the light
acepting the fight
seing the breath kissing the death
whitch became my love
oh wicked signs
oh dreathfull minds
oh godbye death my dear friend
there is nothing moore to...
tick tock , the clock is ticking bacwards wispering me my past
i woos fighting the angel while loving the beast ,
poisoning the flower while listening the screams
oh those wore my dreams ...
snakes and spiders made my home
crawling creapying up my soul
here i am, i am lost
in the rotten wind
rejcting the light
acepting the fight
seing the breath kissing the death
whitch became my love
oh wicked signs
oh dreathfull minds
oh godbye death my dear friend
there is nothing moore to...
629 reads
2 Comments
I WANT TO SLEEP
I want to sleep!
Then when you close your eyes I'm here with you watching your peaceful dreams your eyes closed
as you sink into the world better. I walk the cold streets with open eyes, to see the reality that I'm not afraid. I'll walk alone, alone I'll be fighting to survive this horror ...
Oh how I want sleep!
dark hay life that looks at all the horrors, no leaks does not hold ..
no one there
Nobody holds
no one there
Oh how I want sleep!
Then when you close your eyes I'm here with you watching your peaceful dreams your eyes closed
as you sink into the world better. I walk the cold streets with open eyes, to see the reality that I'm not afraid. I'll walk alone, alone I'll be fighting to survive this horror ...
Oh how I want sleep!
dark hay life that looks at all the horrors, no leaks does not hold ..
no one there
Nobody holds
no one there
Oh how I want sleep!
565 reads
4 Comments
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