Submissions by NightWriter
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jul 2012 6:17pm
14th Jul 2012 6:17pm
'Love is my God'
I see through the sacred eyes of a few. To spread the word of what we once thought we knew, but it all be written within hebrew. Our saviour, our liar? Is the devil really the constant death deniar? Demeaned to suffer in depths of shadowed pain. What do you really have in this torture to gain?
All the questions in my head, counter assured from the words i've read. I'll question my faith in you. I will still pray to you. I am in your hands. Hoping you gave my life great plans.
If you jump back a few hundred years, the people mourning with tears, cling to a faith to bring...
All the questions in my head, counter assured from the words i've read. I'll question my faith in you. I will still pray to you. I am in your hands. Hoping you gave my life great plans.
If you jump back a few hundred years, the people mourning with tears, cling to a faith to bring...
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jul 2012 5:24pm
13th Jul 2012 5:24pm
"Time are the scars healing on my wrists"
My whole life’s been an hourglass.
Waiting for the perfect grain of sand to fall into my arms.
I'll do anything to be by your side.
Because this love, it's true, and I know I want you.
Lying in my hourglass.
Waiting and waiting.
Sinking in the falling sand.
I’m digging deeper and getting nowhere.
I’ll wait till I am not longer bound to time.
Until my soul is released and I am free once again.
My whole life’s been one fucking hourglass.
Watching the world work around me.
I’m grabbing hold and being what I want,
From this second...
Waiting for the perfect grain of sand to fall into my arms.
I'll do anything to be by your side.
Because this love, it's true, and I know I want you.
Lying in my hourglass.
Waiting and waiting.
Sinking in the falling sand.
I’m digging deeper and getting nowhere.
I’ll wait till I am not longer bound to time.
Until my soul is released and I am free once again.
My whole life’s been one fucking hourglass.
Watching the world work around me.
I’m grabbing hold and being what I want,
From this second...
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DARK POEM
Published
12th Jul 2012 9:14am
12th Jul 2012 9:14am
My Suicide Love Letter
I used to write in my book, everynight before I laid down to rest. I used to wake up with a smile on my face, reflecting on my day before. Reading through my happyness. My smiles.
This morning I woke to a thousand pages with hearts and your name on them. I broke down in tears, trying to find a dry tissue, that I had not used many hours before. I had torn many pages apart. Like you tore my heart.
Eatings not an option. I have a full stomache but an empty heart. By lunch I was almost dead. Not a moment without an empty thought. The sound of a stake impaling my brown glowing...
This morning I woke to a thousand pages with hearts and your name on them. I broke down in tears, trying to find a dry tissue, that I had not used many hours before. I had torn many pages apart. Like you tore my heart.
Eatings not an option. I have a full stomache but an empty heart. By lunch I was almost dead. Not a moment without an empty thought. The sound of a stake impaling my brown glowing...
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jul 2012 7:24pm
11th Jul 2012 7:24pm
Prove it.
The only way you can prove your love, is to not have to prove it at all. And the difference between you and I, is that I stay true to my word.
This isn't just a world to live in.
It's our home.
This isn't just time to waste.
This is a moment to live.
So pick your feet up off the floor.
Get off your ass an walk towards the door.
Not even my eye could contact you today, let alone all the phone calls i left for weeks, everyday. The messages that will never be answered. Your pains my pleasure. As you fell and wept, my smile crept up my face.
You had...
This isn't just a world to live in.
It's our home.
This isn't just time to waste.
This is a moment to live.
So pick your feet up off the floor.
Get off your ass an walk towards the door.
Not even my eye could contact you today, let alone all the phone calls i left for weeks, everyday. The messages that will never be answered. Your pains my pleasure. As you fell and wept, my smile crept up my face.
You had...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jul 2012 3:56pm
10th Jul 2012 3:56pm
Whores
So a nice guy walks through your door.
You tell him it's lies, that you're not a whore. He believes the sad cruel tales you tell, of how men used you and you're broken. But what's a heart to you when given? Emotions in your grasp, to be pulled apart, or leave them in your heart.
Can I really believe what you say?
The blatent lies i see right through.
Maybe i'm to nice and this is the price i pay. The illusion and lies that fall through.
The temple that you call a body.
It's been used more times than my mother. Don't blame them. You can't blame them. In...
You tell him it's lies, that you're not a whore. He believes the sad cruel tales you tell, of how men used you and you're broken. But what's a heart to you when given? Emotions in your grasp, to be pulled apart, or leave them in your heart.
Can I really believe what you say?
The blatent lies i see right through.
Maybe i'm to nice and this is the price i pay. The illusion and lies that fall through.
The temple that you call a body.
It's been used more times than my mother. Don't blame them. You can't blame them. In...
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Jul 2012 3:50pm
10th Jul 2012 3:50pm
Pressure.
I don't think you understand.
It's to deep to touch the sand. You're pushing my head under the waves and my lungs no longer believe in the concept of air. I cannot die, i'm living in this torture and it's not fair.
The further you push me,
The more I choke on the salt in which I inhale. The further you pressure me.
The more I am destined to fail.
The more I invest my time.
I cannot rewind to this date.
The more I lie that i'm fine.
The more i'm swallowed by hate.
The image of a black swallowing eruption of cloud is all I can think of when...
It's to deep to touch the sand. You're pushing my head under the waves and my lungs no longer believe in the concept of air. I cannot die, i'm living in this torture and it's not fair.
The further you push me,
The more I choke on the salt in which I inhale. The further you pressure me.
The more I am destined to fail.
The more I invest my time.
I cannot rewind to this date.
The more I lie that i'm fine.
The more i'm swallowed by hate.
The image of a black swallowing eruption of cloud is all I can think of when...
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th Jul 2012 4:51pm
8th Jul 2012 4:51pm
'The Cap Of My Bottled Up Emotions Now Sits In My Hand'
Your Lips, the tease me as you talk,
And those Hips, tease me as you walk. Nice guys finish last, and you walked away, way to fast. Why does everything fall a part when I finally start having a blast?
The sound of a breaking kiss.
When both our breaths reach, and the sweet smell of gum fills my nostrils. When i lean forward and hold my face to yours. I stare into your dreaming eyes. I see the reflection of love with my own. Annother day, and night dreaming of these sounds and these visions. I don't want these dreams anymore, dreams of smiles and laugh, of love and the...
And those Hips, tease me as you walk. Nice guys finish last, and you walked away, way to fast. Why does everything fall a part when I finally start having a blast?
The sound of a breaking kiss.
When both our breaths reach, and the sweet smell of gum fills my nostrils. When i lean forward and hold my face to yours. I stare into your dreaming eyes. I see the reflection of love with my own. Annother day, and night dreaming of these sounds and these visions. I don't want these dreams anymore, dreams of smiles and laugh, of love and the...
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STORY POEM
Published
8th Jul 2012 4:49pm
8th Jul 2012 4:49pm
'I'm afraid of the dark, or, whatever lurks inside of it'
As i realise my journey has just begun,
The fear factor kicks in and my last thoughts i reach to are fun.
I'm alone in the dark.
The eary sound of my own voice in my head is the only sound i can comprehend.
When i was small, the only game i played is pretend. Is this why i'm so messed up? Why i'm falling apart?
I'm clouded, as this night is cold and full of darkness, with my own light casting the shadows i run from. Why am I so scared? My own imagination is the only thing that's keeping me running. My breath frozen in the air is the only thing lurking in the...
The fear factor kicks in and my last thoughts i reach to are fun.
I'm alone in the dark.
The eary sound of my own voice in my head is the only sound i can comprehend.
When i was small, the only game i played is pretend. Is this why i'm so messed up? Why i'm falling apart?
I'm clouded, as this night is cold and full of darkness, with my own light casting the shadows i run from. Why am I so scared? My own imagination is the only thing that's keeping me running. My breath frozen in the air is the only thing lurking in the...
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