Submissions by MrNightTheWtiter (MrNightTheWriter)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a raw material writer. A versatile genre writer. Random (Love, Life, Story, Facts, Theories,etc.)
SELF POEM
Published
12th Apr 2019 1:12pm
12th Apr 2019 1:12pm
Quotidian
Standing in my peaceful lonely,
Just me and my darkness only,
I can feel that shadow creeping on me,
I try to slip it, such a quick lil bastard,
Strong as hell and way much faster,
Holds me by the neck till Im breathless,
I slip into a paralyzed state,
Just as planned ..you know,
Marking down his checklist,
The negativity now awake,
Positivity gone with the night,
Troubles and worries coffed into light,
Another GOOD MORNING.
-MrNight
Just me and my darkness only,
I can feel that shadow creeping on me,
I try to slip it, such a quick lil bastard,
Strong as hell and way much faster,
Holds me by the neck till Im breathless,
I slip into a paralyzed state,
Just as planned ..you know,
Marking down his checklist,
The negativity now awake,
Positivity gone with the night,
Troubles and worries coffed into light,
Another GOOD MORNING.
-MrNight
#LifeCycle
338 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Aug 2018 10:19am
1st Aug 2018 10:19am
Snooze
Deranged little bitch,
Strange little bitch,
Shit ain't the same little bitch,
I mean you really changed little bitch,
I mean the bitch getting redundant,
Can pin point where it all went bad,
Understand this tell all so sad,
Time for people who don't want her,coma,
Effecting all my senses, the aroma,
No..no..I am no longer mad,
Lil' bitch I remember the times we had,
Now I lay with closed eyes,
You bring me stories good and bad,
Nothing but good ole lies,
THAT HOE "SLEEP" DONT FUCK WITH ME LIKE SHE USE TO.....
Strange little bitch,
Shit ain't the same little bitch,
I mean you really changed little bitch,
I mean the bitch getting redundant,
Can pin point where it all went bad,
Understand this tell all so sad,
Time for people who don't want her,coma,
Effecting all my senses, the aroma,
No..no..I am no longer mad,
Lil' bitch I remember the times we had,
Now I lay with closed eyes,
You bring me stories good and bad,
Nothing but good ole lies,
THAT HOE "SLEEP" DONT FUCK WITH ME LIKE SHE USE TO.....
#love
#dreams
#memories
#sleep
#nightmares
451 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
6th Mar 2018 10:08pm
6th Mar 2018 10:08pm
Da Confusion
He stands up straight,
Moves with pride over hurt,
Carries his own weight,
as he brushes off his own dirt,
Strength in his demeanor,
adopted by the cold of the world,
Face expressions couldn't be meaner,
Heart bled tears from years,
Eye slain with pain,
But the confusion laid in his face,
The smooth one-sided curve,
Sound of happiness that drifts out,
What is he truly about.
Moves with pride over hurt,
Carries his own weight,
as he brushes off his own dirt,
Strength in his demeanor,
adopted by the cold of the world,
Face expressions couldn't be meaner,
Heart bled tears from years,
Eye slain with pain,
But the confusion laid in his face,
The smooth one-sided curve,
Sound of happiness that drifts out,
What is he truly about.
#men
#TruthOfLife
640 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
6th Mar 2018 10:07pm
6th Mar 2018 10:07pm
Delusional
He looked in the mirror and didn't see the black hoodie and jeans he wore,
The well cut ceaser and 3 piece suit with the tie felt so real,
The brief case felt a lot lighter then the gun he actually held,
He dropped the clip made sure it was fully loaded then placed one in the head,
Instead he felt his self open the briefcase and check for his memoirs and stat sheets,
Heard "Daddy ..daddy" being yelled from the other room,
Some everyday bitch he fucked on a regular,
His mind seen a son of his own run in "DADDY...DADDY",
"Where you going" she spit sealing...
The well cut ceaser and 3 piece suit with the tie felt so real,
The brief case felt a lot lighter then the gun he actually held,
He dropped the clip made sure it was fully loaded then placed one in the head,
Instead he felt his self open the briefcase and check for his memoirs and stat sheets,
Heard "Daddy ..daddy" being yelled from the other room,
Some everyday bitch he fucked on a regular,
His mind seen a son of his own run in "DADDY...DADDY",
"Where you going" she spit sealing...
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STORY POEM
Published
30th May 2016 00:56am
30th May 2016 00:56am
His Blind Date
He grabbed the all black timbs,
Yea figured she like the solid dark,
Zipped the matching black hoody,
The splash of red from his bro made it spark,
Well not a leaf from his family tree,
But together everyday every night,
How close can family be,
Everything was just right,
Smooth argument something real light,
Ended with "I'll pop u bitch",
Visions of tears, shovel n a ditch,
But Bro always hooked him up,
Like "meet my man shorty look him up",
They called her grim,
Odd name for such a bitch,
Claimed a lot of other...
Yea figured she like the solid dark,
Zipped the matching black hoody,
The splash of red from his bro made it spark,
Well not a leaf from his family tree,
But together everyday every night,
How close can family be,
Everything was just right,
Smooth argument something real light,
Ended with "I'll pop u bitch",
Visions of tears, shovel n a ditch,
But Bro always hooked him up,
Like "meet my man shorty look him up",
They called her grim,
Odd name for such a bitch,
Claimed a lot of other...
571 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Apr 2016 8:18pm
25th Apr 2016 8:18pm
Chicago vs. Chiraq
Grim reaper within the eye,
Watching the city die,
The bloods that flood streets,
I drown in fear of the moons,
Full or not it only produce savage goons,
The smell of decomposing flesh,
No time to clear every corner,
30 below staying warm with a burner,
Last line nothing to do with weather,
But wait it gets better,
These blood suckers are daywalkers,
Target wounders but stray chalkers,
Never really enjoying the surroundings,
Trying not to lack,
And spider sense my surroundings,
They say let loose and live..bad timing,
Busy at the...
Watching the city die,
The bloods that flood streets,
I drown in fear of the moons,
Full or not it only produce savage goons,
The smell of decomposing flesh,
No time to clear every corner,
30 below staying warm with a burner,
Last line nothing to do with weather,
But wait it gets better,
These blood suckers are daywalkers,
Target wounders but stray chalkers,
Never really enjoying the surroundings,
Trying not to lack,
And spider sense my surroundings,
They say let loose and live..bad timing,
Busy at the...
570 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Mar 2016 11:36pm
24th Mar 2016 11:36pm
Black & Already Armed
Black & Already Armed
I don’t have a gun,
Trust you a know if I did,
Why am I shaking?,
I’m black, scared,
And I have kids,
I don’t have a gun,
No need to yell freeze,
Fear of a back shot,
So yes I’ll already freeze,
I don’t have a gun,
I do play sports,
You I can out run,
Not the bullet from your gun,
I don’t have a gun,
What? Oh that there,
The black on my side,
Its just only pride,
Sir I don’t have a gun.
Mr. Night
I don’t have a gun,
Trust you a know if I did,
Why am I shaking?,
I’m black, scared,
And I have kids,
I don’t have a gun,
No need to yell freeze,
Fear of a back shot,
So yes I’ll already freeze,
I don’t have a gun,
I do play sports,
You I can out run,
Not the bullet from your gun,
I don’t have a gun,
What? Oh that there,
The black on my side,
Its just only pride,
Sir I don’t have a gun.
Mr. Night
762 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2016 12:26pm
23rd Mar 2016 12:26pm
Old Habits
OLD HABITS
I figure I type something new today,
I mean be spontaneous anyway,
Life’s best is out the blue,
I figure I write something new,
Do something that's written in lies,
Nothing placed here a be true,
I figure I write something new,
Nothing about his pain and struggles,
Or the dying love in her eye, Whew!,
I figure I type something new,
I can create a fantasy world,
Nothing about reality shoo,
Yea that's something I can do,
I figure I write something new,
Mr. Night
I figure I type something new today,
I mean be spontaneous anyway,
Life’s best is out the blue,
I figure I write something new,
Do something that's written in lies,
Nothing placed here a be true,
I figure I write something new,
Nothing about his pain and struggles,
Or the dying love in her eye, Whew!,
I figure I type something new,
I can create a fantasy world,
Nothing about reality shoo,
Yea that's something I can do,
I figure I write something new,
Mr. Night
527 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Mar 2016 10:23am
14th Mar 2016 10:23am
Her Zombie
HER ZOMBIE
crushed her soul too many times,
Her heart no longer pumped and it destroyed her mind,
Dislike was like the least of her words of choice,
His comments off criticism killed her voice,
The lifeless smile left lines of lies,
The shadow lines of hidden cries,
Death of hope filled her eyes,
The smells of deceit burned her flesh,
Skin pores poured of memories so fresh,
She to was to be blamed for her death,
Suicidal for giving him the opportunity to take her breath,
Protection needed from its cold touch like a glove,
Just...
crushed her soul too many times,
Her heart no longer pumped and it destroyed her mind,
Dislike was like the least of her words of choice,
His comments off criticism killed her voice,
The lifeless smile left lines of lies,
The shadow lines of hidden cries,
Death of hope filled her eyes,
The smells of deceit burned her flesh,
Skin pores poured of memories so fresh,
She to was to be blamed for her death,
Suicidal for giving him the opportunity to take her breath,
Protection needed from its cold touch like a glove,
Just...
541 reads
3 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
14th Mar 2016 10:15am
14th Mar 2016 10:15am
Blood SUCKAS
BLOOD SUCKAS
See Fang never been what they thought,
Looked like a sucker,
Cause he never walked the way they walked,
Though slang in his speech,
But never talked the way they talked,
Respected when he speak,
Everyone else was just talk,
Up out the hood he got,
Trip to auntie's in the burbs,
But never came back,
Even though he left,
Always kept in touch with his Right,
Tim was the Right,
Park laughs shooting dice random fights,
Just another casual night,
But Tim ain't feel right,
Hit up Fang on the ringer,
And...
See Fang never been what they thought,
Looked like a sucker,
Cause he never walked the way they walked,
Though slang in his speech,
But never talked the way they talked,
Respected when he speak,
Everyone else was just talk,
Up out the hood he got,
Trip to auntie's in the burbs,
But never came back,
Even though he left,
Always kept in touch with his Right,
Tim was the Right,
Park laughs shooting dice random fights,
Just another casual night,
But Tim ain't feel right,
Hit up Fang on the ringer,
And...
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