Submissions by Night_Krawler (Beautiful_Beast)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Aug 2021 2:01pm
9th Aug 2021 2:01pm
Everyday
Ah women’s day
Does a part of me wish that the world gives me recognition that I am woman worthy of being valued?
respected and appreciated even within my own virtual circle –
Well, all these people I’ve met and interacted with somehow veil themselves not just through their phones but fabricated guard dogs camouflaged in pretentious smiles, awkward day to day chats reported by not A SH!T given journalists.
Amazing isn’t
Feeling incomplete, rejected, and isolated
by humanity all because of simple words like;
“Happy women’s...
Does a part of me wish that the world gives me recognition that I am woman worthy of being valued?
respected and appreciated even within my own virtual circle –
Well, all these people I’ve met and interacted with somehow veil themselves not just through their phones but fabricated guard dogs camouflaged in pretentious smiles, awkward day to day chats reported by not A SH!T given journalists.
Amazing isn’t
Feeling incomplete, rejected, and isolated
by humanity all because of simple words like;
“Happy women’s...
#women
#honesty
#humankind
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Sep 2020 10:40pm
11th Sep 2020 10:40pm
I AM 2
I Am A Loner cause I AM;
An Overdetermined system..
Crazy!
Stubborn!
Unruling!
Just!
Above a bit too much,
if... not enough?!
I am a universe filled with excessive knowledge, a paucity of experience armed by ancient Gods.
Kandake! Makade! Nandi!
A queen born to rule over the kingdom legacy,
oh dear soul.
An Inordinate amount of silent battles fought
mind, body and soul
Some won, some lost..
A clash between your young fragile self and your ancient...
An Overdetermined system..
Crazy!
Stubborn!
Unruling!
Just!
Above a bit too much,
if... not enough?!
I am a universe filled with excessive knowledge, a paucity of experience armed by ancient Gods.
Kandake! Makade! Nandi!
A queen born to rule over the kingdom legacy,
oh dear soul.
An Inordinate amount of silent battles fought
mind, body and soul
Some won, some lost..
A clash between your young fragile self and your ancient...
#SelfReflection
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Oct 2018 1:54pm
25th Oct 2018 1:54pm
Conversation with Death
She woke up and deeply scrutinised her body. She got absorbed into the flood of her thoughts. Changing each channel of her mind, playing each scenario like a short commercial ad unable to comprehend how she woke up detached from her shell. .
Could it be that she meditated and entered an alternative universe, that she manged to incline with divinity, her soul elevated from the physical realm to the invisible cosmos or had she died? Or is she trapped in some trance spell or is she just plain crazy? But lifelessness clamoured possession of her body, death being her cousin...
Could it be that she meditated and entered an alternative universe, that she manged to incline with divinity, her soul elevated from the physical realm to the invisible cosmos or had she died? Or is she trapped in some trance spell or is she just plain crazy? But lifelessness clamoured possession of her body, death being her cousin...
#death
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Apr 2018 9:51am
17th Apr 2018 9:51am
Transguration 4
Why do we pray so hard? Preach more than we can practice? Why have we poorly upheld our rich heritage that we inherited from our forefathers to become kings of a demons playground? To become Gods of sin city?
We’ve drowned our souls with dark desires. We’ve slowly sunk further deeper and deeper into our own death bed.
Why can’t we understand that Earth is carnivorous, all that we’re given during our life existence is consumed back every second, minute that goes by. But! Our souls are timeless, they embedded love into our bodies to give our hearts a heartbeat which gave birth to...
We’ve drowned our souls with dark desires. We’ve slowly sunk further deeper and deeper into our own death bed.
Why can’t we understand that Earth is carnivorous, all that we’re given during our life existence is consumed back every second, minute that goes by. But! Our souls are timeless, they embedded love into our bodies to give our hearts a heartbeat which gave birth to...
#TruthOfLife
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Sep 2017 6:14pm
26th Sep 2017 6:14pm
What they say..
The blind call themselves the leaders
The Deaf call themselves the wise wizards
The Soulless call themselves Humans
The Nihilist call themselves Gods
The partisans call themselves successors
The Maglin call themselves Saints
The Deaf call themselves the wise wizards
The Soulless call themselves Humans
The Nihilist call themselves Gods
The partisans call themselves successors
The Maglin call themselves Saints
#anger
#dark
#oppression
#humankind
#inequality
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Jun 2017 3:54am
29th Jun 2017 3:54am
Written Love Letter
Sitting underth the dark
partly cloudy night skies
Smoking a blunt
Boom it hit her ..
She had an epiphany
All her thoughts
Were gathered in one
Place, she understood
At that very moment
Whatever she was about to carve
And realease into her diary
Cloud was a prediction
a child birthed
By all the memories
He's impregnated In her,
She wrote all the secrets,
Emotions
Experiences
Foreseen damage
Weakness
Naivety
She wrote it all down
On the diary...
partly cloudy night skies
Smoking a blunt
Boom it hit her ..
She had an epiphany
All her thoughts
Were gathered in one
Place, she understood
At that very moment
Whatever she was about to carve
And realease into her diary
Cloud was a prediction
a child birthed
By all the memories
He's impregnated In her,
She wrote all the secrets,
Emotions
Experiences
Foreseen damage
Weakness
Naivety
She wrote it all down
On the diary...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
21st Apr 2017 00:43am
21st Apr 2017 00:43am
Transguration#3
In Hell ..
When I look in the mirror
I see you, you the parasitic twin
Scars on my soul, permanent codes
You've branded me, made me a home
Home for your kind,
Pain
Hatred
Rage
Confusion
Doubt
There's no room for me, where I can find sanctuary. I'd swear they smell my sins, Hungry! I can hear them coming.
Sophisticated demon, I see you manipulate my being for your own biding.
I'm out of reach, being the Phoenix of the moon has become an echo in my subconscious, as my mood turns black. My heart paints out...
When I look in the mirror
I see you, you the parasitic twin
Scars on my soul, permanent codes
You've branded me, made me a home
Home for your kind,
Pain
Hatred
Rage
Confusion
Doubt
There's no room for me, where I can find sanctuary. I'd swear they smell my sins, Hungry! I can hear them coming.
Sophisticated demon, I see you manipulate my being for your own biding.
I'm out of reach, being the Phoenix of the moon has become an echo in my subconscious, as my mood turns black. My heart paints out...
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th Jan 2017 5:03pm
24th Jan 2017 5:03pm
Loving you ..
Your smile is soul consuming
Your eyes are seductive
Your words are hypnotic
My soul is chained to yours
My body is inclined to yours
My mind is captivated by yours
You've become my drug and you're starving me of my freedom!
Your eyes are seductive
Your words are hypnotic
My soul is chained to yours
My body is inclined to yours
My mind is captivated by yours
You've become my drug and you're starving me of my freedom!
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ANGER POEM
Published
29th Dec 2016 11:27pm
29th Dec 2016 11:27pm
Broken thoughts
No girl deserves to go to bed questioning the love of her significant other. No girl deserves to be kept wide awake by the thoughts that race through the mind like a new Porsche being test driven on a new track, trying to piece together the reason you don't text her back or just call her to see if she's doing okay, tangling her mind around all kinds of excuses to make sense of how your words can make her feel like your first priority but your actions prove to her that she's the least of your troubles.
If you care about her then why do you let her insecurities and assumptions caress...
If you care about her then why do you let her insecurities and assumptions caress...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
17th Dec 2016 10:42am
17th Dec 2016 10:42am
Transguration#2
Being a psychedelic sheęp of the family was a norm to her..
her best friend was solitude. Being an out cast was a culture. She understood that from light comes darkness and from darkness comes light. The world awarded her with many labels, being misunderstood and misinterpreted to being a virus, she knew that though many saw darkness outside. But there was a flame that burnt within of which was sparked by a God that lived in her Soul..
She became one with her flaws. She loved herself unconditionally with her scars that made her whole, the mistakes that groomed her,...
her best friend was solitude. Being an out cast was a culture. She understood that from light comes darkness and from darkness comes light. The world awarded her with many labels, being misunderstood and misinterpreted to being a virus, she knew that though many saw darkness outside. But there was a flame that burnt within of which was sparked by a God that lived in her Soul..
She became one with her flaws. She loved herself unconditionally with her scars that made her whole, the mistakes that groomed her,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Dec 2016 10:54am
16th Dec 2016 10:54am
Exhale ..
I heard your cry in the winds your being calling out my name like an enchanted God ..
Helplessly crumbling on the grass, your skull gently laying on the pillow earth, staring at the sky unleashing your soul to the wild star dust that roams.
I feel your presence in the leaves that playfully circulate forming a sphere, locking our souls in a jazz paradise swiftly as we blues to the memories that echo.
Awakening my demons with a gentle kiss, tasting like every dark thought I've had.
You're the Blind God I was warned off, the one sparks the fire within the darkest...
Helplessly crumbling on the grass, your skull gently laying on the pillow earth, staring at the sky unleashing your soul to the wild star dust that roams.
I feel your presence in the leaves that playfully circulate forming a sphere, locking our souls in a jazz paradise swiftly as we blues to the memories that echo.
Awakening my demons with a gentle kiss, tasting like every dark thought I've had.
You're the Blind God I was warned off, the one sparks the fire within the darkest...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
5th Dec 2016 1:21pm
5th Dec 2016 1:21pm
Transguration#1
A Beautiful soul that was just bruised and scarred by the ways of this dark and twisted world. In true essence she's a little white sheep, she had to wear wolf skin to be able to survive and search for her true core.
Being in a world filled with Wolves, she ended up being addicted to an empty and cold life spiritually and emotionally . She faced a lot of monsters, she became mentally and emotionally enslaved to feeding the longings of a monster that she had created with her fears, insecurities, hurt and dark desires.
This in short made her believe that...
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