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POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. -Robert Frost
DARK POEM
Published
16th Oct 2012 6:54pm
16th Oct 2012 6:54pm
Bricks
Pick up those bricks and throw them away
So far not even your white eyes will see them
Turned pure by the depths of your innocence
Driven mad by the sobs of your hopeless longing
Building your castle of worries, nightmares and ghosts
Until it all came pouring down to haunt you
Rubble that left your skin unblemished
But your heart in tatters
And lungs barely bloody rags from gasping for air
Over and over
Till no tears were left to tarnish the earth
And no screams to wrack the silence
That now lays heavily over our heads
All I can see is...
So far not even your white eyes will see them
Turned pure by the depths of your innocence
Driven mad by the sobs of your hopeless longing
Building your castle of worries, nightmares and ghosts
Until it all came pouring down to haunt you
Rubble that left your skin unblemished
But your heart in tatters
And lungs barely bloody rags from gasping for air
Over and over
Till no tears were left to tarnish the earth
And no screams to wrack the silence
That now lays heavily over our heads
All I can see is...
697 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
15th Oct 2012 6:51pm
15th Oct 2012 6:51pm
Still not quite enough
Red droplets glisten as they run,
still not quite enough;
to pull me back screaming
into that world of mistaken souls.
Searching for unobtainable emotion
that you read about in fairy tales,
carved to mislead you with pretty
words and fair maidens.
Overlooking the sharp toothed
and serpent tongued,
whom crawl among the mortals.
Breathing is a foreign sensation,
dying is an aspiration.
They say suicide is a sin,
yet why do they temp us so?
Stealing away the secrets to
happiness then destroying the ...
still not quite enough;
to pull me back screaming
into that world of mistaken souls.
Searching for unobtainable emotion
that you read about in fairy tales,
carved to mislead you with pretty
words and fair maidens.
Overlooking the sharp toothed
and serpent tongued,
whom crawl among the mortals.
Breathing is a foreign sensation,
dying is an aspiration.
They say suicide is a sin,
yet why do they temp us so?
Stealing away the secrets to
happiness then destroying the ...
780 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
13th Oct 2012 8:06pm
13th Oct 2012 8:06pm
We'll be the silent world
The hungry flames that feed off my misery
pride themselves in reproducing
double their amounts per day.
Yet it seems there isn't quite enough
Of the blazing orange to
meet the supply of emotion.
Soon the flames will drown
in my sorrows, maybe then
I’ll be able to sleep.
The burning of guilt chars my chest,
unrestrained flares attempt
to reduce me to ashes.
Never succeeding...
though not for lack of trying.
Maybe the silence will consume me,
pressing me back against the mattress. ...
pride themselves in reproducing
double their amounts per day.
Yet it seems there isn't quite enough
Of the blazing orange to
meet the supply of emotion.
Soon the flames will drown
in my sorrows, maybe then
I’ll be able to sleep.
The burning of guilt chars my chest,
unrestrained flares attempt
to reduce me to ashes.
Never succeeding...
though not for lack of trying.
Maybe the silence will consume me,
pressing me back against the mattress. ...
705 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Oct 2012 6:23pm
12th Oct 2012 6:23pm
Push me under
Grip my wrist
Glare at me lovingly
Cover my eyes
So I can't see the truth
It stares cruelly
Drag me away
Ignore my screams
And cries of protest
I know you love me
I was wrong
My sobs hold no pain
Only thinly veiled happiness
I tell you to stop
You wont take it personally
You never do
You tell me I will die
My prince has come to save me
I am treading water
My mouth breaching the surface
You push me under
Glare at me lovingly
Cover my eyes
So I can't see the truth
It stares cruelly
Drag me away
Ignore my screams
And cries of protest
I know you love me
I was wrong
My sobs hold no pain
Only thinly veiled happiness
I tell you to stop
You wont take it personally
You never do
You tell me I will die
My prince has come to save me
I am treading water
My mouth breaching the surface
You push me under
722 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Oct 2012 5:04pm
12th Oct 2012 5:04pm
Waves
White knuckled determination kicks in
Breathing out ghosts of air
Until they dissipate into nothing
Like my hopes of smiles and laughter
Dissipate into the sound of screams and pleads
How dare they stand up
While I crumble into the realm of hellish fires
Throwing myself into them
Yet I am never scarred
The cruel injustice infuriates me
It is time
Time to fall into Lucifer's embrace
Suddenly the waves are upon me
Breathing out ghosts of air
Until they dissipate into nothing
Like my hopes of smiles and laughter
Dissipate into the sound of screams and pleads
How dare they stand up
While I crumble into the realm of hellish fires
Throwing myself into them
Yet I am never scarred
The cruel injustice infuriates me
It is time
Time to fall into Lucifer's embrace
Suddenly the waves are upon me
735 reads
12 Comments
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