Submissions by PsychicApocalypse (Darker Half)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm not a poet.... I'm not a writer.... I'm just a dreamer.
ANGER POEM
Published
5th Jul 2017 11:58pm
5th Jul 2017 11:58pm
?Muse?
Dramatic.
Angry.
My muse deceives.
Yet it transcends and
bewilders the thoughts that
recoil within.
It clashes... like swords
like beasts it gnaws....
Poking its fingers into my raw wounds
...
Angry.
My muse deceives.
Yet it transcends and
bewilders the thoughts that
recoil within.
It clashes... like swords
like beasts it gnaws....
Poking its fingers into my raw wounds
...
785 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Jun 2017 00:40am
30th Jun 2017 00:40am
Firsties
Ripples that make innocence
wake with desire.
Flows in---
Flows out---
Flows from an empty heart.
They're filled with seeds of sunflowers...
With time, the ripples they smooth out..
It dies, decays.
it fades--hurt and pain.
Tears
Flows in---
Flows out---
Flows from a shuddering heart
Overwhelmed by the poison of the first rose scented blossom
--- the scar that was sowed in the dawn of your first love
Will make room for more seeds to grow... ...
wake with desire.
Flows in---
Flows out---
Flows from an empty heart.
They're filled with seeds of sunflowers...
With time, the ripples they smooth out..
It dies, decays.
it fades--hurt and pain.
Tears
Flows in---
Flows out---
Flows from a shuddering heart
Overwhelmed by the poison of the first rose scented blossom
--- the scar that was sowed in the dawn of your first love
Will make room for more seeds to grow... ...
712 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Jun 2017 11:50pm
29th Jun 2017 11:50pm
Nameless
The waves give and
drown out the names
I have given to you.
The names that have emerge
from the depths of my dreams
to haunt my day light fantasies.
They pour themselves into
the light of the sun.
Just to wither beneath
the heat
of its rays.
In this world of nothingness,
my hope
is but an illusion that stands alone. ...
drown out the names
I have given to you.
The names that have emerge
from the depths of my dreams
to haunt my day light fantasies.
They pour themselves into
the light of the sun.
Just to wither beneath
the heat
of its rays.
In this world of nothingness,
my hope
is but an illusion that stands alone. ...
805 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
26th May 2017 4:49am
26th May 2017 4:49am
Cliche
I see
We never had anything between us.
It was just a wish,
a hope of mine.
Six years in the making,
yet my seeds took no root...
I wanted to talk to you,
get to know you... but my fear won out on me
I became timid,
left only to wish that you'd one day
notice me.
Lame
I'm a loser in your eyes.
I'm a bigger loser to myself.
I spoke of my feelings for you
to my closest friends,
but was scared to death
and didn't take any action to make it
happen.
I painted your...
We never had anything between us.
It was just a wish,
a hope of mine.
Six years in the making,
yet my seeds took no root...
I wanted to talk to you,
get to know you... but my fear won out on me
I became timid,
left only to wish that you'd one day
notice me.
Lame
I'm a loser in your eyes.
I'm a bigger loser to myself.
I spoke of my feelings for you
to my closest friends,
but was scared to death
and didn't take any action to make it
happen.
I painted your...
742 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th May 2017 3:56am
26th May 2017 3:56am
Tell Me
Tell me,
did the wind manage to
sweep you off your feet?
or was it me,
imagining impossibilities
that seem possible due to my dreams?
Did you finally get the chance
to dance along the light of day?
Were you here to explore me
just to leave me,
before heading back towards the Milky Way?
Tell me,
were you able to sail across the sun?
Laughing to your heart's content,
without any knowledge of the
harm you've done?
Are you able to see
how easily the lights can get all weak
and faded? ...
did the wind manage to
sweep you off your feet?
or was it me,
imagining impossibilities
that seem possible due to my dreams?
Did you finally get the chance
to dance along the light of day?
Were you here to explore me
just to leave me,
before heading back towards the Milky Way?
Tell me,
were you able to sail across the sun?
Laughing to your heart's content,
without any knowledge of the
harm you've done?
Are you able to see
how easily the lights can get all weak
and faded? ...
740 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Mar 2017 7:04pm
5th Mar 2017 7:04pm
Triggered
Bullet
Life is a game.
It's a Russian Roulette
party, and am I the only
person who came?
I've gambled my sanity.
I've gambled my will.
Betting my life.
Felt the chill,
on the bloody mantel, it spilled;
used as ink
for the reaper's quill.
Curses are bestowed,
capturing my soul;
extinguishing hopes;
hanging butchered dreams
by ropes,
attached to ceilings.
I drowned myself
to the sounds of
Reptilia by The Strokes,
in the background.
The keys are dangling, ...
Life is a game.
It's a Russian Roulette
party, and am I the only
person who came?
I've gambled my sanity.
I've gambled my will.
Betting my life.
Felt the chill,
on the bloody mantel, it spilled;
used as ink
for the reaper's quill.
Curses are bestowed,
capturing my soul;
extinguishing hopes;
hanging butchered dreams
by ropes,
attached to ceilings.
I drowned myself
to the sounds of
Reptilia by The Strokes,
in the background.
The keys are dangling, ...
786 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2017 7:53pm
3rd Feb 2017 7:53pm
Porcelain Doll
Buried
The young me found a doll buried in dirt.
It was so beautiful,
so fragile,
discarded, and hurt.
I connected with this inanimate thing.
Even in this shameful form,
It's beauty covered that feeling.
Oh how I wished to be that way.
An Emotionless Beauty.
I started shaping myself up.
Impatient to fit that imagery.
Feigning beauty and strength.
Never breaking,
as my family destroyed itself.
Never cracking,
as my friends betrayed me,
time and time again.
The...
The young me found a doll buried in dirt.
It was so beautiful,
so fragile,
discarded, and hurt.
I connected with this inanimate thing.
Even in this shameful form,
It's beauty covered that feeling.
Oh how I wished to be that way.
An Emotionless Beauty.
I started shaping myself up.
Impatient to fit that imagery.
Feigning beauty and strength.
Never breaking,
as my family destroyed itself.
Never cracking,
as my friends betrayed me,
time and time again.
The...
850 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Jan 2017 5:57am
29th Jan 2017 5:57am
Over Thinking:
Thinking Over
Trials and Pain
the ink to my poetry.
All I have are words,
to pretend I have ingenuity.
My eyes have always
but only been able to see your back.
My hand hesitantly would reach out,
only to quickly retract.
Do I want you to notice me?
Should I keep you pretending?
Do we both continue to play dumb?
In all honesty, I find this all so irritating.
I don't want to love,
the pain it brings is unbearable.
Am I weird to not want to give in
to the unexplainable?
The...
Trials and Pain
the ink to my poetry.
All I have are words,
to pretend I have ingenuity.
My eyes have always
but only been able to see your back.
My hand hesitantly would reach out,
only to quickly retract.
Do I want you to notice me?
Should I keep you pretending?
Do we both continue to play dumb?
In all honesty, I find this all so irritating.
I don't want to love,
the pain it brings is unbearable.
Am I weird to not want to give in
to the unexplainable?
The...
1055 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
29th Jan 2017 4:56am
29th Jan 2017 4:56am
That One Dream
A Recurring Tale
My eyes open,
to a stadium of the world.
Where the cloaked figure
before me lurks.
Competing humans and demons,
convulsing into the dust.
Turning to heaps of ashes,
by the Scythe they're forced to touch.
My heart hammering,
I try to run towards an exit.
Trapped within my mind,
the circumstances are not
to my benefit.
Hands they pull at me,
they keep me from running.
As my Cloaked Master,
slowly keeps approaching.
"LET ME GO!!"
I scream as they...
My eyes open,
to a stadium of the world.
Where the cloaked figure
before me lurks.
Competing humans and demons,
convulsing into the dust.
Turning to heaps of ashes,
by the Scythe they're forced to touch.
My heart hammering,
I try to run towards an exit.
Trapped within my mind,
the circumstances are not
to my benefit.
Hands they pull at me,
they keep me from running.
As my Cloaked Master,
slowly keeps approaching.
"LET ME GO!!"
I scream as they...
792 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
9th Nov 2016 5:11pm
9th Nov 2016 5:11pm
Shadow of a Beast
center]Shadow of a Girl
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A baby girl runs,
quick as quick as she can.
Hiding in the shadows of the forest.
She fears of the night,
She fears of the light
of moon peeking behind clouds.
Heart clamouring in her chest.
Every door in the village is closed.
Closed on her.
Closing her out.
The time had come.
Cognitive words dying,
as...
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A baby girl runs,
quick as quick as she can.
Hiding in the shadows of the forest.
She fears of the night,
She fears of the light
of moon peeking behind clouds.
Heart clamouring in her chest.
Every door in the village is closed.
Closed on her.
Closing her out.
The time had come.
Cognitive words dying,
as...
797 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2016 10:44pm
22nd Oct 2016 10:44pm
Inside out
Inside Out.
Why do I feel like this?
I'm not happy,
nor am I sad.
I just exist.
I don't live,
Everything; part
meaningless
lost in this infinite abyss...
I smile,
but the darkness consumes.
Swallowing the ashes
that was once myself,
my soul camouflaging
in the fumes.
The joke is on
no one but death.
All he is feeding on,
is a vast amount of
inner emptiness.
Fattening his bones,
with nothing but air.
For I feel nothing,
absolute nothingness,
not even fear. ...
Why do I feel like this?
I'm not happy,
nor am I sad.
I just exist.
I don't live,
Everything; part
meaningless
lost in this infinite abyss...
I smile,
but the darkness consumes.
Swallowing the ashes
that was once myself,
my soul camouflaging
in the fumes.
The joke is on
no one but death.
All he is feeding on,
is a vast amount of
inner emptiness.
Fattening his bones,
with nothing but air.
For I feel nothing,
absolute nothingness,
not even fear. ...
787 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
14th May 2016 1:40pm
14th May 2016 1:40pm
Goodbye, My Lover
Goodbye, My Friend
Tonight I feast before taking my leave.
Setting scraps of meat unto your breath-taking China piece.
As I dine, I picture the state of decomposition.
Mouth to a bottle of wine, I'll escape this degradation.
Death gave you to me, and death was helped in taking you away.
You are mine and mine alone, I had to force you to stay.
Till death do us part my love,
and I'm not sorry darling,... you had to pay.
Thus, I've cried for the cruelest death to befall you.
May the most diseased maggots, infest you.
For If you are...
Tonight I feast before taking my leave.
Setting scraps of meat unto your breath-taking China piece.
As I dine, I picture the state of decomposition.
Mouth to a bottle of wine, I'll escape this degradation.
Death gave you to me, and death was helped in taking you away.
You are mine and mine alone, I had to force you to stay.
Till death do us part my love,
and I'm not sorry darling,... you had to pay.
Thus, I've cried for the cruelest death to befall you.
May the most diseased maggots, infest you.
For If you are...
796 reads
2 Comments
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