Submissions by Mourningcloak
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A monster I am, consumed by fear and hate, created by people. Always, I am rejected and hurt by them. My fear of them has turned to hatred for what they have done to me. My only hope is a world without people and the painful memories that I have of them.
The Misery of Misogyny
Your face has launched a thousand ships
Forbidden fruit dripped from your lips
Forever cursed to be alone
All that you gaze will turn to stone
Like the devil you have been sent
To spread affliction and discontent
Cast out by God a fallen star
Vainglorious is who you are
Total rejection decided man's fate ...
Forbidden fruit dripped from your lips
Forever cursed to be alone
All that you gaze will turn to stone
Like the devil you have been sent
To spread affliction and discontent
Cast out by God a fallen star
Vainglorious is who you are
Total rejection decided man's fate ...
1439 reads
17 Comments
I'm Not Here With Me
Dying forever no beginning or end
Halfway to never in the dungeon to spend
A sleepless nightmare mystifying escape
Absent of substance and distorted in shape
Echoes of madness like a wailing applause
Scared distant voices trickle out from the walls
Eerie passageways where direction is blind
Ghastly intentions enclose in from behind
Insanity beckons from a vacuous cell
Captive reclusion is the mirror of hell
Unruly puppets roam about all alone
Controlling their strings with a will of their own
Like pests they infest...
Halfway to never in the dungeon to spend
A sleepless nightmare mystifying escape
Absent of substance and distorted in shape
Echoes of madness like a wailing applause
Scared distant voices trickle out from the walls
Eerie passageways where direction is blind
Ghastly intentions enclose in from behind
Insanity beckons from a vacuous cell
Captive reclusion is the mirror of hell
Unruly puppets roam about all alone
Controlling their strings with a will of their own
Like pests they infest...
1822 reads
17 Comments
The Perfect Weapon
Enjoyed by some for just the thrill
A favorite choice to make their kill
It's counted on for more to eat
Or tournaments where those compete
It can be pulled with arms and feet
Though often cranked real nice and neat
It's used for sport and used for fun
It's not a bow nor any gun
There's not a kick and makes no sound
Not any flaw that can be found
A clear design of thrust and speed
A trigger pull is all you need
It's so precise should be a crime
Hits the bulls eye...
A favorite choice to make their kill
It's counted on for more to eat
Or tournaments where those compete
It can be pulled with arms and feet
Though often cranked real nice and neat
It's used for sport and used for fun
It's not a bow nor any gun
There's not a kick and makes no sound
Not any flaw that can be found
A clear design of thrust and speed
A trigger pull is all you need
It's so precise should be a crime
Hits the bulls eye...
1136 reads
11 Comments
In the Dark of Light
Terrified of what is known
With every day you die alone
Barron color no light to find
Swirling shadows absorb the mind
Vast silhouettes so well defined
Swaying spellbound scared of mankind
Submerged inside the dark of light
No thoughts elude a dreadful sight
Your demons leer surrounding you
Playing sick games of peek-a-boo
Scenarios always conceive
Such vexing fears that never leave
Breathing smothered you gasp for air
The horror spreads to everywhere
Plagues of...
With every day you die alone
Barron color no light to find
Swirling shadows absorb the mind
Vast silhouettes so well defined
Swaying spellbound scared of mankind
Submerged inside the dark of light
No thoughts elude a dreadful sight
Your demons leer surrounding you
Playing sick games of peek-a-boo
Scenarios always conceive
Such vexing fears that never leave
Breathing smothered you gasp for air
The horror spreads to everywhere
Plagues of...
1466 reads
13 Comments
A Fulgent Darkness
Every moment brings vivid fears
And life is lost within the tears
Memories cry from deep inside
Where hopelessness and hurt reside
Regrets of all that should have been
Incessantly keep crushing in
Monsters eager to open wide
Gnash you apart from every side
You're nothing left that can be found
And no one hears that crunching sound
The snarling roars always appear
Just when you think the coast is clear
Terrorize and try you for size
A...
And life is lost within the tears
Memories cry from deep inside
Where hopelessness and hurt reside
Regrets of all that should have been
Incessantly keep crushing in
Monsters eager to open wide
Gnash you apart from every side
You're nothing left that can be found
And no one hears that crunching sound
The snarling roars always appear
Just when you think the coast is clear
Terrorize and try you for size
A...
1475 reads
12 Comments
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