Submissions by TLIFD (Rope)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
1st Apr 2012 5:05pm
1st Apr 2012 5:05pm
it is sorrow
breathing sending shivers down my bone
lurking,stalking me where ever i go
whispering my name,but no one is there
there is eyes watching me
claws scratch my skin
how has it, made my heart
its dwelling place
i become it each and everyday
i am deeply freightend
but i welcome it,
i hate it but it advices me
it leads me through destiny
inexchange upone my soul it feasts
it grows greater with every decison made
braking my ribs from with in
it calls to me, by a soundless cut
it wants me, by the sight of a rope
it yearns...
lurking,stalking me where ever i go
whispering my name,but no one is there
there is eyes watching me
claws scratch my skin
how has it, made my heart
its dwelling place
i become it each and everyday
i am deeply freightend
but i welcome it,
i hate it but it advices me
it leads me through destiny
inexchange upone my soul it feasts
it grows greater with every decison made
braking my ribs from with in
it calls to me, by a soundless cut
it wants me, by the sight of a rope
it yearns...
685 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2012 6:06pm
23rd Mar 2012 6:06pm
untitled 3
when again shalt we meet?
in a moment where i am week
is not my life
in abhorrent plight
or when the safety of day
brings an abstenious night
eyes wonder from left to right
to find comfort in moonlight
as if this symbolism
brought absoultism
-that in darkness, there'll always be a compass
to guide me out of an ineviertable abyss-
when shalt we meet?
when sweet acrimony
is called upon me ,
as if an acropetal state of being
denounces me the feeling of acheivment
and the glory that so rightly comes with it?
as if i...
in a moment where i am week
is not my life
in abhorrent plight
or when the safety of day
brings an abstenious night
eyes wonder from left to right
to find comfort in moonlight
as if this symbolism
brought absoultism
-that in darkness, there'll always be a compass
to guide me out of an ineviertable abyss-
when shalt we meet?
when sweet acrimony
is called upon me ,
as if an acropetal state of being
denounces me the feeling of acheivment
and the glory that so rightly comes with it?
as if i...
625 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2012 5:51pm
23rd Mar 2012 5:51pm
for last nights rape their was no condem usage
here is my investment
a seed for you
for yes ,admittedly i have wronged
in a moment of lustful euphora
hadth i not reconcilled
a seed indeed
anguish not,for acts of the moment
for true agony is postponed
(if the mind decides it to be so)
thus the day the seed
sprouts into a plant
tiny and fragile
cursed or blessing in disguise
-so water it daily
let your windows
to the world not be spaltered in rain
she who had bared
in hatred or care
she who had loved
my beautiful seed,
for in your time of...
a seed for you
for yes ,admittedly i have wronged
in a moment of lustful euphora
hadth i not reconcilled
a seed indeed
anguish not,for acts of the moment
for true agony is postponed
(if the mind decides it to be so)
thus the day the seed
sprouts into a plant
tiny and fragile
cursed or blessing in disguise
-so water it daily
let your windows
to the world not be spaltered in rain
she who had bared
in hatred or care
she who had loved
my beautiful seed,
for in your time of...
662 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2012 6:32pm
22nd Mar 2012 6:32pm
SLAYING THE WICKED
lucifer guide the poor
into your arms
with your unrightous allure
summon up thier darkest desire
-to trodd upon those who daily rob them-
an alidade
of broken bones
missery and hardship for long they've tolled
in a cliche so cold
alas!alas!
for the rich shalt crumble
beneath!beneath!
their god capital
ad intenim....
the rich upon the poor shalt reap
for the labour of the poor brings blessings indeed
staying ever affluent in the sorrow
of aggrieved chidren
ADONAI OF DARKNESS, ADONAI OF CHOAS
SEND THOSE...
into your arms
with your unrightous allure
summon up thier darkest desire
-to trodd upon those who daily rob them-
an alidade
of broken bones
missery and hardship for long they've tolled
in a cliche so cold
alas!alas!
for the rich shalt crumble
beneath!beneath!
their god capital
ad intenim....
the rich upon the poor shalt reap
for the labour of the poor brings blessings indeed
staying ever affluent in the sorrow
of aggrieved chidren
ADONAI OF DARKNESS, ADONAI OF CHOAS
SEND THOSE...
644 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2012 6:08pm
22nd Mar 2012 6:08pm
as i spoke to my soul
enter my golgotha
brake the mirror
so my reflection
i may see nolonger
in violent abcission
i rip my taughts and feelings
begin to journy
through equivocal paths
still cutting
dying in beautiful ablation
for the past is to much
i'm afraid i'll become,
just as my scars
if i absolve myself
from the lies,
the hurt
the cruelty
then could you rescue me
from this suffering?
brake the mirror
so my reflection
i may see nolonger
in violent abcission
i rip my taughts and feelings
begin to journy
through equivocal paths
still cutting
dying in beautiful ablation
for the past is to much
i'm afraid i'll become,
just as my scars
if i absolve myself
from the lies,
the hurt
the cruelty
then could you rescue me
from this suffering?
712 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Mar 2012 8:23am
18th Mar 2012 8:23am
YOU MARRIED?
you popped me in the mouth
for you saw me as a threat
do you know not vengence is in my nature?
so this faud is not done yet
do you know not darkness i converse with?
so i'll have to repay you in death
it was your mistress
that jumped on my dick
and i am a man
thus i succmed to her lustful magic
for you saw me as a threat
do you know not vengence is in my nature?
so this faud is not done yet
do you know not darkness i converse with?
so i'll have to repay you in death
it was your mistress
that jumped on my dick
and i am a man
thus i succmed to her lustful magic
672 reads
1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Mar 2012 5:25pm
17th Mar 2012 5:25pm
DU Tribute for all the title holders
i marvel at your great works
everynight my eyes sin
for i dare to peak
at poems by title holders
of deepundergroud poetry
i read side by side with my friend dictonary
and consult him most times
during my reads
and as the poet secrets are made known to me
just for a second ,the heart ceases to beat
then to read again
envy allows me to breath
i embrace every hard hitting line
,that hits most deep,
the swift delevery of the message you bring
for every poem these litrature masters write
an angel in plight and a demon sings
everynight my eyes sin
for i dare to peak
at poems by title holders
of deepundergroud poetry
i read side by side with my friend dictonary
and consult him most times
during my reads
and as the poet secrets are made known to me
just for a second ,the heart ceases to beat
then to read again
envy allows me to breath
i embrace every hard hitting line
,that hits most deep,
the swift delevery of the message you bring
for every poem these litrature masters write
an angel in plight and a demon sings
787 reads
4 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
16th Mar 2012 4:00pm
16th Mar 2012 4:00pm
i am an infaint
i am a crawling baby
wondering round a house
looking for my mother
but only here my mother is called faith
the so ever true love
i search for whole heartedly
from the present day
to the graves
hoping the choices i make
will allow me happiness and safety
in this world of saddness and choas
hopes and dreams
everyting i wish to accomplish
i want tt to make a difference
not just to be equalled to nothing
i seek a greater destiny
were the mystrieis of life
do not ellude me
hands of mine become strong and fiirm
like a...
wondering round a house
looking for my mother
but only here my mother is called faith
the so ever true love
i search for whole heartedly
from the present day
to the graves
hoping the choices i make
will allow me happiness and safety
in this world of saddness and choas
hopes and dreams
everyting i wish to accomplish
i want tt to make a difference
not just to be equalled to nothing
i seek a greater destiny
were the mystrieis of life
do not ellude me
hands of mine become strong and fiirm
like a...
713 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
16th Mar 2012 2:32pm
16th Mar 2012 2:32pm
untitled 2
the playground of satan
welcomes all unweary passerbys
to a beautiful game
that the pits itself made
an easy game to amuse
the spectators of hell
a ruleless game
a common formula is used
twhich determines how a player starts
social norm+family backgroud+birth defects
=the fairness off the game
the players are all the indivduals
from the nine households of the earth
all are players in this game
of love,joy and endless hurt
their is no winner,though there is an end
that with the most things won't win
but the game rewards...
welcomes all unweary passerbys
to a beautiful game
that the pits itself made
an easy game to amuse
the spectators of hell
a ruleless game
a common formula is used
twhich determines how a player starts
social norm+family backgroud+birth defects
=the fairness off the game
the players are all the indivduals
from the nine households of the earth
all are players in this game
of love,joy and endless hurt
their is no winner,though there is an end
that with the most things won't win
but the game rewards...
694 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
13th Mar 2012 6:39pm
13th Mar 2012 6:39pm
GOD HAS ANSWERED
MIKE: tell me death how did you know
I'd follow you into the unknown
Where filth and malice. Now roams
Though you are my friend,why do I feel alone
If you've give all I desire
Why do I want something more?
Why does my soul roar?
Why is my mind scorched?
Heart empty, emotions gone
Joy, love is lost
Why do I look in the mirror to invite disgust?
Why do I find no comfort in your touch?
Death: for I am God
To whom you have given
All you trust......
I'd follow you into the unknown
Where filth and malice. Now roams
Though you are my friend,why do I feel alone
If you've give all I desire
Why do I want something more?
Why does my soul roar?
Why is my mind scorched?
Heart empty, emotions gone
Joy, love is lost
Why do I look in the mirror to invite disgust?
Why do I find no comfort in your touch?
Death: for I am God
To whom you have given
All you trust......
736 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Mar 2012 6:25pm
13th Mar 2012 6:25pm
one night stand
( First step pick out the one)
I smell wealth
From the board lawless women
She who roams without morals
Moonlighting as an independent goddess
Has no moral door
To keep me from devouring
A piece of her
Impart myself in her memory
Her dress is colored cream
With studs twinkling
Like distant stars that guide the lost geologist
Lost in a forrest
Haha so it is here
As she turns her head
The stair that connects us
Tells me demon of lust
Is near
(I walk from across the room to converse with her)
...
I smell wealth
From the board lawless women
She who roams without morals
Moonlighting as an independent goddess
Has no moral door
To keep me from devouring
A piece of her
Impart myself in her memory
Her dress is colored cream
With studs twinkling
Like distant stars that guide the lost geologist
Lost in a forrest
Haha so it is here
As she turns her head
The stair that connects us
Tells me demon of lust
Is near
(I walk from across the room to converse with her)
...
1124 reads
5 Comments
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