Submissions by Noel_church
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The Lost Book
Where am I? why am I here?
used, alone, torn
I have felt embrace
care
love
joy
but not here, never here
dark
cold
a darkness where not even a pinch of light can cut through
heavy, I feel heavy
the weight of the darkness pressing on my shoulders
wait!
what was that?
that sound.... Oh! that sound so beautiful
more beautiful than a magnolia in may
pure
untainted by the cruel midnight
never has blood touched its soft skin
no scarring
bruises
that the midnight could give it
it walks towards me
slow and...
used, alone, torn
I have felt embrace
care
love
joy
but not here, never here
dark
cold
a darkness where not even a pinch of light can cut through
heavy, I feel heavy
the weight of the darkness pressing on my shoulders
wait!
what was that?
that sound.... Oh! that sound so beautiful
more beautiful than a magnolia in may
pure
untainted by the cruel midnight
never has blood touched its soft skin
no scarring
bruises
that the midnight could give it
it walks towards me
slow and...
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Red Tulips
Tulips cover the ground
No rose
No thorns can be found
I am his tulip
Preferably red
For my love and spark he says
Tulips cover the ground
No rose
No thorn can be found
He says our love is eternal
That our cycle can never be broken
Tulips cover the ground
No rose
No thorn can be found
A women comes
They are one
She dismisses our love
Blood stained white roses cover the ground
No tulips
Only tears and thorns can be found
They lay me in a casket of red tulips
Our love sinks into the earth...
No rose
No thorns can be found
I am his tulip
Preferably red
For my love and spark he says
Tulips cover the ground
No rose
No thorn can be found
He says our love is eternal
That our cycle can never be broken
Tulips cover the ground
No rose
No thorn can be found
A women comes
They are one
She dismisses our love
Blood stained white roses cover the ground
No tulips
Only tears and thorns can be found
They lay me in a casket of red tulips
Our love sinks into the earth...
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At Last
b]His smile tempts me
His beautiful lips
His arms wraped around me
protects me from the bad monsters
His kisses are like medicine
dissolving my pain
takes care ot me lik the father i never had
he loves me with his body and soul
i would give up everything for him
as he would do the same
he has my heart in his hands
but he doesnt harm it
he doesnt puncture it with needles like others
at last dear goddess at last i am whole
at last i am free
His beautiful lips
His arms wraped around me
protects me from the bad monsters
His kisses are like medicine
dissolving my pain
takes care ot me lik the father i never had
he loves me with his body and soul
i would give up everything for him
as he would do the same
he has my heart in his hands
but he doesnt harm it
he doesnt puncture it with needles like others
at last dear goddess at last i am whole
at last i am free
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Used
Stars are bright
But his eyes shine brighter
A laugh, a smile
That melts me
But the pain still shows
He has felt pain
But is always numb
Wanting to be whole
Lives to fill others
As they laugh and smile
He loses himself
wanting to be filled
Whole, Loved
The love he gives is never returned
As time solws so does his heart
R.I.P Thomas
But his eyes shine brighter
A laugh, a smile
That melts me
But the pain still shows
He has felt pain
But is always numb
Wanting to be whole
Lives to fill others
As they laugh and smile
He loses himself
wanting to be filled
Whole, Loved
The love he gives is never returned
As time solws so does his heart
R.I.P Thomas
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Colors
little blue
biig pink
they rush through him
there they flow through his sorrow filled eyes
he shakes waiting wanting
to be normal
but how are we to say
that he is not normal
that he has gone round the bend...
but he sitll waits
till there is nothing
biig pink
they rush through him
there they flow through his sorrow filled eyes
he shakes waiting wanting
to be normal
but how are we to say
that he is not normal
that he has gone round the bend...
but he sitll waits
till there is nothing
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the never ending story
when the sun rises my story begins
but my sorrow and pain never end
i dig into the hole of my past
hoping to seek joy
i find you there....
old smiles and hugs
your kiss....
midnight cuddles...
the words they speak were true
the love we had wasnt true
wasnt ment to last....
but our end is were our story began.
but my sorrow and pain never end
i dig into the hole of my past
hoping to seek joy
i find you there....
old smiles and hugs
your kiss....
midnight cuddles...
the words they speak were true
the love we had wasnt true
wasnt ment to last....
but our end is were our story began.
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falling
falling through the surface
always trying to grasps reality
even though the seems are coming lose
unconscious.... the only way out
letting my imaginaion guide the way
but not even my dreams are strong
it feels fragile
my brain has a mind of its own
creating monsters for every cornner
its own dark ally
invading the light
closing in on evrey space that I feel safe
always trying to grasps reality
even though the seems are coming lose
unconscious.... the only way out
letting my imaginaion guide the way
but not even my dreams are strong
it feels fragile
my brain has a mind of its own
creating monsters for every cornner
its own dark ally
invading the light
closing in on evrey space that I feel safe
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love lost
flow...
flowing like water the way he walks
love...
love he wanted but never could have
search...
searching for what he had lost
secrets...
wispers he heard through the walls
falling....
droping into his paradise
flow...
flowing liked water the way he walked
flowing like water the way he walks
love...
love he wanted but never could have
search...
searching for what he had lost
secrets...
wispers he heard through the walls
falling....
droping into his paradise
flow...
flowing liked water the way he walked
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the world before
Beautiful Creatures
are inbetween
They are
the end
The Beautiful
Afterlife is
made up of
those
Beautiful Creatures
The truth
will always
be
bits & peices
But the
Humans will
swim in
Thier lies
are inbetween
They are
the end
The Beautiful
Afterlife is
made up of
those
Beautiful Creatures
The truth
will always
be
bits & peices
But the
Humans will
swim in
Thier lies
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