Submissions by Natalja (Natalya)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
18th Dec 2009 2:57pm
18th Dec 2009 2:57pm
Child
shadow of a maple
falling
down
high
tower
puddles
laughing
at
rain
wind
unexisting
watch
existing
creatures
passing
by
water
turned
into
blood
knitting
needles
stuck
in
my mind
thoughts
can't
go through
wonderful
bird
by the puddle
asked me
for
love
I couldnt
help
didnt have
money
falling
down
high
tower
puddles
laughing
at
rain
wind
unexisting
watch
existing
creatures
passing
by
water
turned
into
blood
knitting
needles
stuck
in
my mind
thoughts
can't
go through
wonderful
bird
by the puddle
asked me
for
love
I couldnt
help
didnt have
money
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Dec 2009 2:54pm
18th Dec 2009 2:54pm
Common sense
Ill cry if
you ask
white
stood in my soul
black
aside
shadow
of affection
you ask for stone
turn your back
dont need
words
at the bottom
of the consciousness
we are safe
in sweet pain
sin and common sense
you ask
white
stood in my soul
black
aside
shadow
of affection
you ask for stone
turn your back
dont need
words
at the bottom
of the consciousness
we are safe
in sweet pain
sin and common sense
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Dec 2009 2:02pm
17th Dec 2009 2:02pm
pain
rushing somewhere:
bags, money, telephone
evening meeting
night
conversation
meaningless bored tired
offence turn around in my soul
hurting tears
it has to be this way
tomorrow will be better, much better
good bye for three weeks
or
maybe longer,
maybe much longer
holes in the veins my veins
bruises on my hands
Ive just been told by someone that I would die soon
why did I believe him?
but I did
I dont know what the best is and no one knows
Im grabbing emptiness with my wet fingers
I want...
bags, money, telephone
evening meeting
night
conversation
meaningless bored tired
offence turn around in my soul
hurting tears
it has to be this way
tomorrow will be better, much better
good bye for three weeks
or
maybe longer,
maybe much longer
holes in the veins my veins
bruises on my hands
Ive just been told by someone that I would die soon
why did I believe him?
but I did
I dont know what the best is and no one knows
Im grabbing emptiness with my wet fingers
I want...
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Dec 2009 1:56pm
17th Dec 2009 1:56pm
black house
black house
and black crunch under my legs
black air
black clouds
in Black Country
there is no light underfoot
only reflection in a mirror
people have been waiting for too long
now standing in the middle of a desert
got cold
heavy chains fall down from the shoulders
none to look after
none to take care of
after black tornado went by
dreams
blood from carrion wounds
blind love of dead spring
mental unbalance
bitterness of bread
before black rain starts to fall down
from the black sky
are...
and black crunch under my legs
black air
black clouds
in Black Country
there is no light underfoot
only reflection in a mirror
people have been waiting for too long
now standing in the middle of a desert
got cold
heavy chains fall down from the shoulders
none to look after
none to take care of
after black tornado went by
dreams
blood from carrion wounds
blind love of dead spring
mental unbalance
bitterness of bread
before black rain starts to fall down
from the black sky
are...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Dec 2009 4:36pm
16th Dec 2009 4:36pm
???
??
she said
exhaustion
she believed me
this time
like
any other
time
few cans of beer
Tv
my sofa
her double bed
just exhaustion
I said
fell asleep
closed my eyes
pretending
she wont believe me
cry quietly
beg silently
I am tired
so tired
..
..
..
she said
exhaustion
she believed me
this time
like
any other
time
few cans of beer
Tv
my sofa
her double bed
just exhaustion
I said
fell asleep
closed my eyes
pretending
she wont believe me
cry quietly
beg silently
I am tired
so tired
..
..
..
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Dec 2009 4:29pm
16th Dec 2009 4:29pm
absolute pitch
what if I hear you so well
that I can catch every thought
spinning in your head
or even make it spin in mine
Id love to make you spin
my way
what if I hear your fear and despair
what if I know where to find you
would you be still hiding?
would you be still playing?
what if I hear your favourite perfume
sweet orange blossom oil
on every corner of the streets?
would you believe me?
would you laugh at me?
sounds deceiving you
they are serving me
what if I sing
melody of brilliant lights
in a blurry sky of my mind
to...
that I can catch every thought
spinning in your head
or even make it spin in mine
Id love to make you spin
my way
what if I hear your fear and despair
what if I know where to find you
would you be still hiding?
would you be still playing?
what if I hear your favourite perfume
sweet orange blossom oil
on every corner of the streets?
would you believe me?
would you laugh at me?
sounds deceiving you
they are serving me
what if I sing
melody of brilliant lights
in a blurry sky of my mind
to...
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Dec 2009 1:23am
14th Dec 2009 1:23am
no title
I learnt to be there for you
at first
at least, I learnt to be
I learnt to hold you
next to me
tied tight
I learnt something
at least, I did
I found the cloud
which smells of pain
which looks the same
for me
day after day
I wait for rain
to clean
create a vision
of illusion
create a vision
of a perfect life
create illusion
of purity
at first
at least, I learnt to be
I learnt to hold you
next to me
tied tight
I learnt something
at least, I did
I found the cloud
which smells of pain
which looks the same
for me
day after day
I wait for rain
to clean
create a vision
of illusion
create a vision
of a perfect life
create illusion
of purity
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Dec 2009 1:20am
14th Dec 2009 1:20am
school life
left behind
childish expectations
low confidence
self hate
depression
my other sweet and pretty
half
my other dark and growing
part
some other soul
lost
in others time
lost
in my own memories
loss
of being
lost
childish expectations
low confidence
self hate
depression
my other sweet and pretty
half
my other dark and growing
part
some other soul
lost
in others time
lost
in my own memories
loss
of being
lost
#school
#memories
#depression #childhood
#depression #childhood
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