Submissions by Sinatra877
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2013 5:57am
22nd Mar 2013 5:57am
My Death (Post Prequel)
I heard old friends calling me and loved ones whispered my name.
I was held in a soothing light but it exposed my shame.
I heard those voices changing to screams and then I suddenly fell,
Then I heard crying ahead and knew I was falling to Hell.
I saw faces from my past and the people I’ve robbed of life,
with all the drama, and all my sins laced with hate and strife.
I screamed aloud into the dark that I’d do it all again.
I did what I did with few regrets from the present to way back then.
I did what I had to do and succeeded with a little luck....
I was held in a soothing light but it exposed my shame.
I heard those voices changing to screams and then I suddenly fell,
Then I heard crying ahead and knew I was falling to Hell.
I saw faces from my past and the people I’ve robbed of life,
with all the drama, and all my sins laced with hate and strife.
I screamed aloud into the dark that I’d do it all again.
I did what I did with few regrets from the present to way back then.
I did what I had to do and succeeded with a little luck....
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Mar 2013 10:28pm
16th Mar 2013 10:28pm
My Death (The Prequel)
I never heard the round that day that slammed into my chest.
I felt the icy pain take hold as it totally missed my vest.
Slapped right down upon the rocks as I rolled up off my side.
I couldn't get up off that field no matter how hard I tried.
I feel the blood loss draining me, seconds before I die.
The scent of cordite lingered about as I looked up in the sky.
Lazy clouds dot my picture, drifting in a cobalt blue,
my armor and gear weighed me down as I appreciated the view. ...
I felt the icy pain take hold as it totally missed my vest.
Slapped right down upon the rocks as I rolled up off my side.
I couldn't get up off that field no matter how hard I tried.
I feel the blood loss draining me, seconds before I die.
The scent of cordite lingered about as I looked up in the sky.
Lazy clouds dot my picture, drifting in a cobalt blue,
my armor and gear weighed me down as I appreciated the view. ...
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Mar 2013 9:30pm
15th Mar 2013 9:30pm
My Death (Part II)
I’d lead your minions throughout the Earth, seeking the souls to reap.
I’d lead your demons throughout the land for those souls you want to keep.
I’d do your bidding on this Earth where God has abandoned the land.
I’d harvest the souls on this world where His holy name is banned.
I’d command the Unholy minions about as we cause suffering and pain.
I’d commit your armies into the fight and strengthen your domain.
I’d lead your forces into this war with your banner held up high.
We’d harvest the souls to join the cause or increase your evil supply.
By...
I’d lead your demons throughout the land for those souls you want to keep.
I’d do your bidding on this Earth where God has abandoned the land.
I’d harvest the souls on this world where His holy name is banned.
I’d command the Unholy minions about as we cause suffering and pain.
I’d commit your armies into the fight and strengthen your domain.
I’d lead your forces into this war with your banner held up high.
We’d harvest the souls to join the cause or increase your evil supply.
By...
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DARK POEM
Published
13th Mar 2013 11:40pm
13th Mar 2013 11:40pm
My Death
I felt your icy fingers upon my soul as you gazed into my eye.
I heard your demons beckoning as you lifted up your Scythe.
You called my name within your list as you wrung your hands in glee.
You beckoned my soul to heed your call but you won’t set me free.
I’ve earned a special place in your realm of suffering and pain.
You’ve waited for souls just like mine in this existence and plane.
I’d lead your minions of harvested souls that have lost their way in life.
To enhance Mankind’s suffering by creating mass pain and strife.
I’d be forced to live and...
I heard your demons beckoning as you lifted up your Scythe.
You called my name within your list as you wrung your hands in glee.
You beckoned my soul to heed your call but you won’t set me free.
I’ve earned a special place in your realm of suffering and pain.
You’ve waited for souls just like mine in this existence and plane.
I’d lead your minions of harvested souls that have lost their way in life.
To enhance Mankind’s suffering by creating mass pain and strife.
I’d be forced to live and...
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Mar 2013 2:05am
5th Mar 2013 2:05am
Lost
I saw you in my dreams last night and you were smiling at me.
It’s the time when my mind’s at rest and when I feel serene.
No matter what you do in them, no matter what you say,
I cherish this most of all when I’m in night-time play.
It’s the little things about you that I miss most of all.
Did you feel my presence or my heart-felt call?
I saw the sparkle in your eyes and I miss you calling my name.
But now I know it wasn’t true and you were playing a game.
I cannot seem to stray away from longing thoughts of you.
You were...
It’s the time when my mind’s at rest and when I feel serene.
No matter what you do in them, no matter what you say,
I cherish this most of all when I’m in night-time play.
It’s the little things about you that I miss most of all.
Did you feel my presence or my heart-felt call?
I saw the sparkle in your eyes and I miss you calling my name.
But now I know it wasn’t true and you were playing a game.
I cannot seem to stray away from longing thoughts of you.
You were...
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DARK POEM
Published
28th Feb 2013 10:17pm
28th Feb 2013 10:17pm
Shadows In Light
The blades were thumping overhead. I scan from the Helo’s side.
I feel the rush of wind upon my face and hear the rotor whine.
Weapons charged and ready, night vision on my head.
We bring the Zombie Apocalypse. We are the Walking Dead.
I fast roped onto the site and let go the asbestos sleeve,
I ranged walked towards the area and flipped up NVG’s.
I checked comms with my team as we filed up in the night.
We stacked along an entrance way and prepared for a fight.
A man stepped forward with a ribbon charge rolled up in his hand.
He brushed the...
I feel the rush of wind upon my face and hear the rotor whine.
Weapons charged and ready, night vision on my head.
We bring the Zombie Apocalypse. We are the Walking Dead.
I fast roped onto the site and let go the asbestos sleeve,
I ranged walked towards the area and flipped up NVG’s.
I checked comms with my team as we filed up in the night.
We stacked along an entrance way and prepared for a fight.
A man stepped forward with a ribbon charge rolled up in his hand.
He brushed the...
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DARK POEM
Published
27th Feb 2013 7:04pm
27th Feb 2013 7:04pm
Shadow Warriors
(Submitted for "Intelligence Agency Blues" Competition)
(Glossary of terms are now added at the bottom in comment section)
As the days turn into months and months into years,
I do my job with many obvious fears.
From Taliban fighters and insurgents in Iraq,
I tell few truths and report simple facts.
I first started at Benning learning basic Infantry,
Listening to the mantra of “Be All That You Can Be”.
As the years moved forward my skills began to grow.
Then I was contacted by S-3 in the know.
They reviewed my 201 and...
(Glossary of terms are now added at the bottom in comment section)
As the days turn into months and months into years,
I do my job with many obvious fears.
From Taliban fighters and insurgents in Iraq,
I tell few truths and report simple facts.
I first started at Benning learning basic Infantry,
Listening to the mantra of “Be All That You Can Be”.
As the years moved forward my skills began to grow.
Then I was contacted by S-3 in the know.
They reviewed my 201 and...
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DARK POEM
Published
27th Feb 2013 1:01am
27th Feb 2013 1:01am
Over Twenty Five Years
I was cleaning my rifle, pistols and my gear;
these were my tools for the past few years.
Now the bores are shiny and bright,
And I brush the sand off those old battle sights.
My webbing was worn and smelled of sweat.
Many hours were logged wearing that vest.
My Ceramic plate armor was flaking away.
I remember it saving me on so many days.
Much like a sword, these tools were my soul,
with an appetite for destruction, my belly is full.
I've seen the world through my mercenary eye
and see the things that would make men cry.
Over a...
these were my tools for the past few years.
Now the bores are shiny and bright,
And I brush the sand off those old battle sights.
My webbing was worn and smelled of sweat.
Many hours were logged wearing that vest.
My Ceramic plate armor was flaking away.
I remember it saving me on so many days.
Much like a sword, these tools were my soul,
with an appetite for destruction, my belly is full.
I've seen the world through my mercenary eye
and see the things that would make men cry.
Over a...
747 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Feb 2013 4:59pm
26th Feb 2013 4:59pm
Death Ode to an iPod
Poor little iPod. Faithful servant; you finally died.
No tunes to jam by or any music for the ride.
Sixty gigs of memory, you had a lot of stuff.
You traveled the world with me to places generally rough.
You kept me company in ole' Douchebagistan,
as I charged you with solar cells and cooled you down with fans.
Or hooked you up to the laptop in Iraq,
or the time I left you during that fucking mortar attack.
I've had you in shitholes where things weren't so nice.
Or when we partied in Dubai with women, drinks and ice.
We...
No tunes to jam by or any music for the ride.
Sixty gigs of memory, you had a lot of stuff.
You traveled the world with me to places generally rough.
You kept me company in ole' Douchebagistan,
as I charged you with solar cells and cooled you down with fans.
Or hooked you up to the laptop in Iraq,
or the time I left you during that fucking mortar attack.
I've had you in shitholes where things weren't so nice.
Or when we partied in Dubai with women, drinks and ice.
We...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Feb 2013 4:56pm
26th Feb 2013 4:56pm
I Still Long For You
Your presence still haunts my neurotic thoughts and all my nocturnal dreams.
Half a year has gone by since we’ve made love and I still hear your erotic screams.
Your memory is seared in my mind as I remember your beautiful face.
But now I stare at the side of the bed which is now an empty space.
I was your Master and Servant, someone you thought you could tame.
I watched you writhe in pleasured agony, and felt you as you came.
I can feel your juices flowing down as l brought you closer to me.
I can feel your body grinding slowly with unbridled energy.
...
Half a year has gone by since we’ve made love and I still hear your erotic screams.
Your memory is seared in my mind as I remember your beautiful face.
But now I stare at the side of the bed which is now an empty space.
I was your Master and Servant, someone you thought you could tame.
I watched you writhe in pleasured agony, and felt you as you came.
I can feel your juices flowing down as l brought you closer to me.
I can feel your body grinding slowly with unbridled energy.
...
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Feb 2013 2:20am
26th Feb 2013 2:20am
Thoughts About You
The thoughts of you still haunts me here.
Your loving words when things were clear.
You'd embrace me openly with love in your heart.
Until the days when we drifted apart.
I still hear your sighs and your soft purring moans.
I hear your laughter and your pleasured tones.
Your love, your warmth, your sweet loving kiss.
Your look, your smile and other things like this.
My days have grown lonelier, since you've journeyed away.
But know that I dream of you every single day.
Why did we drift apart? Only God can tell us why.
All I know is that...
Your loving words when things were clear.
You'd embrace me openly with love in your heart.
Until the days when we drifted apart.
I still hear your sighs and your soft purring moans.
I hear your laughter and your pleasured tones.
Your love, your warmth, your sweet loving kiss.
Your look, your smile and other things like this.
My days have grown lonelier, since you've journeyed away.
But know that I dream of you every single day.
Why did we drift apart? Only God can tell us why.
All I know is that...
949 reads
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DU Poetry : Submissions by Sinatra877
