Submissions by STEPHIIE-D
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The Vampire
Lives life as a tainted soul,
The cold heart refuses to beat,
Skin as pale as a lily's petal,
The frozen body has lost it's heat.
The once rich blood has stopped flowing,
The body never seems past due,
It has not met it's plotting grave,
Defied Death's unwritten rule.
A strong creature of the night
Canno't venture out by day.
For the sun's bewitching glow,
Will scorn the body's silvery grey.
Clawed fingers long to touch
And feel a mortal's breathing skin.
Though be mindful of any paper cuts,
The smell of blood awakens...
The cold heart refuses to beat,
Skin as pale as a lily's petal,
The frozen body has lost it's heat.
The once rich blood has stopped flowing,
The body never seems past due,
It has not met it's plotting grave,
Defied Death's unwritten rule.
A strong creature of the night
Canno't venture out by day.
For the sun's bewitching glow,
Will scorn the body's silvery grey.
Clawed fingers long to touch
And feel a mortal's breathing skin.
Though be mindful of any paper cuts,
The smell of blood awakens...
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My Final Day (I can't...)
I can't take it anymore...
The constant stress
The restless nights
Parts of my soul, lost.
My mind slowly diminishing.
I can't take it anymore.
Heartache has come too often
My love wasted too many times
Too many tears have left my eyes.
I can't see the "light" in any of this again.
I can't take it anymore.
There is no one to turn to.
No one to comfort me
No one to say they love me,they need me..they'll miss me
I need someone. I'm all alone.
I can't take this anymore.
My chest feels...
The constant stress
The restless nights
Parts of my soul, lost.
My mind slowly diminishing.
I can't take it anymore.
Heartache has come too often
My love wasted too many times
Too many tears have left my eyes.
I can't see the "light" in any of this again.
I can't take it anymore.
There is no one to turn to.
No one to comfort me
No one to say they love me,they need me..they'll miss me
I need someone. I'm all alone.
I can't take this anymore.
My chest feels...
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Murderous
To hate her to the very core,
Would be an understatement.
You wish that you could snap her neck
And leave her on the pavement.
To want to drag her by her hair
And grant her waiting death wish
But end it all up way too quick
Would just be plain 'ol selfish.
So tie her up from head to toe
And throw her in the corner.
Then walk away to fetch the knife
And wave it just before her.
You hold her head up,place the knife
At her neck's tender bow.
With hungry eyes,you drag the blade
Before your mental "Go."
...
Would be an understatement.
You wish that you could snap her neck
And leave her on the pavement.
To want to drag her by her hair
And grant her waiting death wish
But end it all up way too quick
Would just be plain 'ol selfish.
So tie her up from head to toe
And throw her in the corner.
Then walk away to fetch the knife
And wave it just before her.
You hold her head up,place the knife
At her neck's tender bow.
With hungry eyes,you drag the blade
Before your mental "Go."
...
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White Rose
A pretty symbol of purity,
a blank canvas since birth,
brightens one's soul invincibly,
captures the eyes of all wonderous youth.
I rather enjoy it's obscure silence,
the pearly white of a toothy,eternal smile.
When tinted red,it signifies unity,
but I prefer it's plain,natural profile.
Wears the cape of great humility
until it's time has,unfortunately,come.
Death strips it's dress of beauty,
and a naked stem is what is left. All done.
I will not cry over this pale jewel,
for it continously sparkles in many a bunch.
Always...
a blank canvas since birth,
brightens one's soul invincibly,
captures the eyes of all wonderous youth.
I rather enjoy it's obscure silence,
the pearly white of a toothy,eternal smile.
When tinted red,it signifies unity,
but I prefer it's plain,natural profile.
Wears the cape of great humility
until it's time has,unfortunately,come.
Death strips it's dress of beauty,
and a naked stem is what is left. All done.
I will not cry over this pale jewel,
for it continously sparkles in many a bunch.
Always...
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The True Tears Beneath My Eyes..
Why is it so hard..?
To move on..to forget,
To believe,to dream...To love again?
I try so hard to forget your face,
along with the memories I just can't erase.
I long for your touch..your kiss,and hugs,
To hear the sweet base in your voice with such an easy pace. To make my heart race,
dreaming it won't be enough.
Sadly,nothing can bathe this lonely soul.
To wash away the dirty pain.
See,you've stained my heart..
An invisible tattoo.That's what you left me,that
no onther eyes can see,but me.
And God! how it hurts me so.
I...
To move on..to forget,
To believe,to dream...To love again?
I try so hard to forget your face,
along with the memories I just can't erase.
I long for your touch..your kiss,and hugs,
To hear the sweet base in your voice with such an easy pace. To make my heart race,
dreaming it won't be enough.
Sadly,nothing can bathe this lonely soul.
To wash away the dirty pain.
See,you've stained my heart..
An invisible tattoo.That's what you left me,that
no onther eyes can see,but me.
And God! how it hurts me so.
I...
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