Submissions by PostalPoet (Andrew Durbin)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm a poet and a dreamer. I have an appreciation for the dark and macabre, and I have a vivid imagination.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Mar 2021 3:54am
24th Mar 2021 3:54am
Natural Wonder
Silent and white are the mountains enclosing.
Here at my window, I view them with awe.
Grand and majestic, their sight is imposing.
Nature ensures that they have not a flaw.
Pine trees that still have their green from last season
Thrust from the ground that is covered with snow.
Their beauty endures, and they need no reason.
No matter what comes, they always will grow.
Time seems to stop here, and I will endure it.
All I can hear is the hush of the wild.
It knows I am here, and I will assure it
That I only seek to be charmed...
Here at my window, I view them with awe.
Grand and majestic, their sight is imposing.
Nature ensures that they have not a flaw.
Pine trees that still have their green from last season
Thrust from the ground that is covered with snow.
Their beauty endures, and they need no reason.
No matter what comes, they always will grow.
Time seems to stop here, and I will endure it.
All I can hear is the hush of the wild.
It knows I am here, and I will assure it
That I only seek to be charmed...
#beauty
#nature
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DARK POEM
Published
21st Feb 2021 7:01pm
21st Feb 2021 7:01pm
Trapped
There's an old, archaic palace that I see upon a ledge,
Where it looms above a pond that has dead flowers at its edge.
The front gate is made of iron, and it’s nearly rusted through,
And at night the moon is glowing with an iridescent hue.
Inside, the rooms are empty, and there are holes within the walls.
And the dust coats every surface deep within its shadowed halls.
There’s molding on the carpets, and there are cobwebs everywhere.
It’s apparent that this place has never seen a hint of care.
At night the house is stirring, and there are whispers to...
Where it looms above a pond that has dead flowers at its edge.
The front gate is made of iron, and it’s nearly rusted through,
And at night the moon is glowing with an iridescent hue.
Inside, the rooms are empty, and there are holes within the walls.
And the dust coats every surface deep within its shadowed halls.
There’s molding on the carpets, and there are cobwebs everywhere.
It’s apparent that this place has never seen a hint of care.
At night the house is stirring, and there are whispers to...
#anxiety
#dark
#scary #MentalHealth
#scary #MentalHealth
240 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th Feb 2021 2:59am
20th Feb 2021 2:59am
Delusions
I have dreamed of a great desolation
Where there never can truly be peace.
Where the horrors dwell in obfuscation,
And their wailing cries never decrease.
Where they seek for my total ablation,
And their anger and rage never cease.
I have seen where the demons are hiding.
They are waiting for me to return.
They are hoping they will be presiding
Over just when and where I will burn.
On the flames of my madness they’re riding,
As their black ichors sputter and churn.
I have felt the dark evil that’s prowling
Far...
Where there never can truly be peace.
Where the horrors dwell in obfuscation,
And their wailing cries never decrease.
Where they seek for my total ablation,
And their anger and rage never cease.
I have seen where the demons are hiding.
They are waiting for me to return.
They are hoping they will be presiding
Over just when and where I will burn.
On the flames of my madness they’re riding,
As their black ichors sputter and churn.
I have felt the dark evil that’s prowling
Far...
#scary
#monsters
#confusion
#nightmares
#fear
416 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Feb 2021 12:27pm
17th Feb 2021 12:27pm
An Appointment With Death
That evening I was running late,
And tried to save some time.
I could not know I’d seal my fate
And be stopped in my prime.
While running out my house’s door,
I turned towards my car.
And there, beside a sycamore,
Stood something quite bizarre.
A hooded figure, thin and frail,
Was beckoning to me.
Across his visage draped a veil.
His face, I could not see.
A scythe was in his withered hand,
A massive wicked blade.
An hourglass with falling sand
Hung on a belted braid.
He held the glass up...
And tried to save some time.
I could not know I’d seal my fate
And be stopped in my prime.
While running out my house’s door,
I turned towards my car.
And there, beside a sycamore,
Stood something quite bizarre.
A hooded figure, thin and frail,
Was beckoning to me.
Across his visage draped a veil.
His face, I could not see.
A scythe was in his withered hand,
A massive wicked blade.
An hourglass with falling sand
Hung on a belted braid.
He held the glass up...
#dark
#death
#scary
253 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Feb 2021 00:56am
17th Feb 2021 00:56am
The Maid of the Wood
Great were the trees of the forest around me;
White were the clouds that were rolling on high.
Still were the creatures I knew did surround me,
Watching, and sensing my ending was nigh.
Far off and westward, the bright sun was falling.
Darkness was covering all like a shade.
Wind stirred the leaves, and they seemed to be calling,
Leading me on to the evergreen glade.
Here, where my footsteps had led me to wander,
There waited a quiet and shimmering pool.
I stopped in my tracks, and stood there to ponder,
Thinking to rest in...
White were the clouds that were rolling on high.
Still were the creatures I knew did surround me,
Watching, and sensing my ending was nigh.
Far off and westward, the bright sun was falling.
Darkness was covering all like a shade.
Wind stirred the leaves, and they seemed to be calling,
Leading me on to the evergreen glade.
Here, where my footsteps had led me to wander,
There waited a quiet and shimmering pool.
I stopped in my tracks, and stood there to ponder,
Thinking to rest in...
#dark
#forest
#nature #scary
#nature #scary
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Feb 2021 00:52am
17th Feb 2021 00:52am
Haunted
Terrible noises arise from the basement.
The walls and the doors are heavily marred.
Shivering slightly, I stand at the casement,
Staring out into the dark empty yard.
Bleak is the weather; the landscape is frozen.
It, like my sanity, wears on my nerve.
I had no choice with this life I have chosen,
Opting to stay, which I did not deserve.
Shrieking surrounds me as outward I’m staring.
I do not dare take my eyes from the pane.
If I turn, I would be lost in despairing,
For what I would see would strangle my brain.
...
The walls and the doors are heavily marred.
Shivering slightly, I stand at the casement,
Staring out into the dark empty yard.
Bleak is the weather; the landscape is frozen.
It, like my sanity, wears on my nerve.
I had no choice with this life I have chosen,
Opting to stay, which I did not deserve.
Shrieking surrounds me as outward I’m staring.
I do not dare take my eyes from the pane.
If I turn, I would be lost in despairing,
For what I would see would strangle my brain.
...
#evil
#scary
#ghosts #fear
#ghosts #fear
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Feb 2021 4:51pm
16th Feb 2021 4:51pm
The Void
There is a place within my mind where sometimes I will go,
Where horrors, dark and evil, dwell that no one needs to know,
Where sanity and reasoning are utterly destroyed.
That place is deep within myself, known simply as The Void.
The blackness is pervading, and my anguish never sleeps.
My madness running rampant with the secret that it keeps.
Where dark and twisted shadows of the memories I bear
Live deep within the gloomy halls and antechambers there.
The sound of screams surround me, and they’re all that I can hear.
And massive...
Where horrors, dark and evil, dwell that no one needs to know,
Where sanity and reasoning are utterly destroyed.
That place is deep within myself, known simply as The Void.
The blackness is pervading, and my anguish never sleeps.
My madness running rampant with the secret that it keeps.
Where dark and twisted shadows of the memories I bear
Live deep within the gloomy halls and antechambers there.
The sound of screams surround me, and they’re all that I can hear.
And massive...
#dark
#evil
#scary #fear
#scary #fear
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Feb 2021 4:47pm
16th Feb 2021 4:47pm
The Day They Came
Though deep in fright,
This tale I write
About the day they came.
And since that day,
I cannot say
I've ever been the same.
Within the seams
Of deepest dreams
They came to let me know
From eons past,
They came at last
To help mankind to grow.
But underneath
Their smiling teeth,
I felt not all was well.
Their kindly eyes
Told naught but lies.
Their tongues, they promised hell.
They looked at me,
These travelers three,
As anger crossed their gaze.
And then they said, ...
This tale I write
About the day they came.
And since that day,
I cannot say
I've ever been the same.
Within the seams
Of deepest dreams
They came to let me know
From eons past,
They came at last
To help mankind to grow.
But underneath
Their smiling teeth,
I felt not all was well.
Their kindly eyes
Told naught but lies.
Their tongues, they promised hell.
They looked at me,
These travelers three,
As anger crossed their gaze.
And then they said, ...
#dark
#dreams
#evil
#nightmares
#fear
226 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
16th Feb 2021 1:58am
16th Feb 2021 1:58am
Unhinged
There is no one to keep me sane
When hellish dreams attack my brain.
Inside myself, where I can see
Fresh horrors waiting there for me.
I do not want to go to sleep,
For in my mind dwell demons deep.
I shake and yell, and plead and scream,
But no one helps me in my dream.
I’m all alone, with blackness round.
I cannot hear a single sound.
But beings dark, and full of hate,
Press on me with a heavy weight.
Within the confines of my mind,
No rest or freedom can I find.
I do not have the time or chance
To...
When hellish dreams attack my brain.
Inside myself, where I can see
Fresh horrors waiting there for me.
I do not want to go to sleep,
For in my mind dwell demons deep.
I shake and yell, and plead and scream,
But no one helps me in my dream.
I’m all alone, with blackness round.
I cannot hear a single sound.
But beings dark, and full of hate,
Press on me with a heavy weight.
Within the confines of my mind,
No rest or freedom can I find.
I do not have the time or chance
To...
#anxiety
#evil
#monsters #fear
#monsters #fear
244 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
15th Feb 2021 7:31pm
15th Feb 2021 7:31pm
The Black
The demons came from outer dark,
To drag me down to hell.
They craved my soul, its living spark,
And my demise as well.
From far back in my youth, I knew
From where they had arrived.
I did not know what I would do
For I had been deprived.
Their evil faces leered and grinned
As they came out to play.
They came against me like the wind
When they dragged me away.
They took me to a place of night,
Where dark things live and roam.
They kept me in potential fright
Inside their dismal home. ...
To drag me down to hell.
They craved my soul, its living spark,
And my demise as well.
From far back in my youth, I knew
From where they had arrived.
I did not know what I would do
For I had been deprived.
Their evil faces leered and grinned
As they came out to play.
They came against me like the wind
When they dragged me away.
They took me to a place of night,
Where dark things live and roam.
They kept me in potential fright
Inside their dismal home. ...
#evil
#scary
202 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
15th Feb 2021 5:48pm
15th Feb 2021 5:48pm
Insanity
In my mind, when deep I’m dreaming,
With my nightmares, dark and screaming,
And the horrors that are teeming
All throughout the madness there.
Vexing thoughts in my perceiving,
Speaking lies and vast deceiving,
Keeping me forlorn and grieving,
As my soul they want to tear.
Here I cannot force my waking,
With my soul profoundly aching.
My defenses set to shaking
As I try to stand my ground.
Evil things that crawl and slither
Whispering to bear me thither,
That my mind might shrink and wither
As in...
With my nightmares, dark and screaming,
And the horrors that are teeming
All throughout the madness there.
Vexing thoughts in my perceiving,
Speaking lies and vast deceiving,
Keeping me forlorn and grieving,
As my soul they want to tear.
Here I cannot force my waking,
With my soul profoundly aching.
My defenses set to shaking
As I try to stand my ground.
Evil things that crawl and slither
Whispering to bear me thither,
That my mind might shrink and wither
As in...
#anxiety
#dreams
#sleep #nightmares
#sleep #nightmares
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Feb 2021 6:07am
15th Feb 2021 6:07am
The Graveyard
In a graveyard I was treading,
Knowing not where I was heading,
But I knew that I was dreading
What I'd find when I arrived.
There were gravestones all surrounding.
Their sheer number was astounding.
And the shadows were confounding
Me with forms they had contrived.
The deep silence was pervading,
And the darkness was degrading,
And it seemed to be invading
Deep within my weary soul.
Then I heard a church bell pealing,
And I felt a sense of healing.
But my sense of hopeless feeling
Had begun to...
Knowing not where I was heading,
But I knew that I was dreading
What I'd find when I arrived.
There were gravestones all surrounding.
Their sheer number was astounding.
And the shadows were confounding
Me with forms they had contrived.
The deep silence was pervading,
And the darkness was degrading,
And it seemed to be invading
Deep within my weary soul.
Then I heard a church bell pealing,
And I felt a sense of healing.
But my sense of hopeless feeling
Had begun to...
#death
#scary
#graveyard
263 reads
7 Comments
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