Submissions by OSHarlequin
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write of things both nightmarish and wondrous. I write of things that can mesmerize and traumatize. I write of things both good and evil. I write of the things in my mind, the outlandish realm that resides in my head.
DARK POEM
Published
20th Dec 2017 7:02pm
20th Dec 2017 7:02pm
Bandits Jig
Standing proudly on your stage,
High above the crowd.
They're cheering just for you,
Or is it jeering?
Your hangman co-performer beside you.
Your only prop around your neck.
Your performance,
Your time to shine,
Your noose,
Your death sentence.
Even an execution can be a masterwork.
All eyes are on you after all.
Your co-performer nods,
The lever says "GO!",
A short, sharp drop,
Stop!
You begin your great dance.
Feet twitching and pirouetting,
Arms and hands...
High above the crowd.
They're cheering just for you,
Or is it jeering?
Your hangman co-performer beside you.
Your only prop around your neck.
Your performance,
Your time to shine,
Your noose,
Your death sentence.
Even an execution can be a masterwork.
All eyes are on you after all.
Your co-performer nods,
The lever says "GO!",
A short, sharp drop,
Stop!
You begin your great dance.
Feet twitching and pirouetting,
Arms and hands...
#memorial
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Dec 2017 7:00pm
20th Dec 2017 7:00pm
One for the Magpies
Always fear the magpies.
One for suffering for all eternity.
Two for a happy, but fatal addiction.
Three for a plague.
Four for a parasite.
Five for eternal inferiority.
Six for a victory stolen.
Seven for a secret,
You were never meant to know.
Eight for Heaven.
Nine for Hell.
And ten for the ire of a supernal clown.
One for suffering for all eternity.
Two for a happy, but fatal addiction.
Three for a plague.
Four for a parasite.
Five for eternal inferiority.
Six for a victory stolen.
Seven for a secret,
You were never meant to know.
Eight for Heaven.
Nine for Hell.
And ten for the ire of a supernal clown.
#PopCulture
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Dec 2017 6:37am
19th Dec 2017 6:37am
The World is an Asylum
The world is an asylum you know.
Think about it.
The world is crazy.
You don’t know what anyone is going to do one minute from the next.
Everyone is unpredictable.
Everyone is dangerous.
Everyone is manic in some form.
We are all brothers and sisters in madness.
We are all inmates.
If God is real, he’s definitely head of a wing.
His followers blindly and obediently follow.
Preaching the words of long dead prophets.
Voices in the heads of the god fearing.
Faithful schizophrenia.
The banker too is an official of...
Think about it.
The world is crazy.
You don’t know what anyone is going to do one minute from the next.
Everyone is unpredictable.
Everyone is dangerous.
Everyone is manic in some form.
We are all brothers and sisters in madness.
We are all inmates.
If God is real, he’s definitely head of a wing.
His followers blindly and obediently follow.
Preaching the words of long dead prophets.
Voices in the heads of the god fearing.
Faithful schizophrenia.
The banker too is an official of...
#dark
#death
#fear
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Dec 2017 6:35am
19th Dec 2017 6:35am
Recipe for Disaster
3Ib of the so-called Human condition.
41/2oz of misplaced optimism.
1oz of doomed high spirits.
2 pints of perpetual envy.
2oz of ill-fated and untoward romance.
7oz of laughable piety, at room temperature.
5oz of spurious charity.
1 pint of ruthless greed.
1Ib of the desire to destroy, at room temperature.
1oz of constant melancholy.
31/2 pints of spilled blood.
Leave for approximately nine months.
And there you have it, a recipe for disaster.
41/2oz of misplaced optimism.
1oz of doomed high spirits.
2 pints of perpetual envy.
2oz of ill-fated and untoward romance.
7oz of laughable piety, at room temperature.
5oz of spurious charity.
1 pint of ruthless greed.
1Ib of the desire to destroy, at room temperature.
1oz of constant melancholy.
31/2 pints of spilled blood.
Leave for approximately nine months.
And there you have it, a recipe for disaster.
#birth
#women
#sex
#frustration
#disappointment
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Dec 2017 4:43pm
18th Dec 2017 4:43pm
The note everyone will hear
Everyone has something to say.
Not everyone will listen.
Not at first at least.
You must persevere.
Eventually you will hit a note everyone can hear.
The perfect tone,
The right pitch,
Just on key.
A supreme message.
My advice to you?
Keep it up.
Continue spreading your message,
Whatever it is.
Take the world!
Not everyone will listen.
Not at first at least.
You must persevere.
Eventually you will hit a note everyone can hear.
The perfect tone,
The right pitch,
Just on key.
A supreme message.
My advice to you?
Keep it up.
Continue spreading your message,
Whatever it is.
Take the world!
#hope
#motivational
#inspirational
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