Submissions by TheFallenAngelist
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hi and welcome to my little world in which the dead are the living, and the living are the dead....
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Jan 2018 1:46am
15th Jan 2018 1:46am
Your lips and rosey cheeks
My sister
My lover
My burning desire
I dream of your lips and your rosey cheeks
I dream of you and I
I dream of the battlefield and the gates of Valhala
Together we stand
Together we fight
Together we survive with all our might
Today we fought
The battle was lost
One of our lives was lost
Do not cry
Do not fret
I shall wait for your arrival at the gates of odds
I shall wait so we may dine with the gods
We feast on meat caught in the time of the great hunters
We drink wine as we praise the...
My lover
My burning desire
I dream of your lips and your rosey cheeks
I dream of you and I
I dream of the battlefield and the gates of Valhala
Together we stand
Together we fight
Together we survive with all our might
Today we fought
The battle was lost
One of our lives was lost
Do not cry
Do not fret
I shall wait for your arrival at the gates of odds
I shall wait so we may dine with the gods
We feast on meat caught in the time of the great hunters
We drink wine as we praise the...
553 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Sep 2015 2:40pm
21st Sep 2015 2:40pm
Welcome to the world of the wicked
Welcome, to the world of the wicked. Where laughter and joy are nothing but whimpers and sorrow. Fake masks we wear in order to conceal our true intents for our hollow eyes show we are nothing but walking shells of our, once, human bodies. We shall devour your existence and your sole being. You shall join us in this world of the wicked and become one of our own. Dwell in the darkness, pretty one, one who basks in the light of day. Become ours so we may estinguish that day and make you live with us in the dark. Welcome, my dear, welcome to the world of madness.
569 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
13th Apr 2015 00:42am
13th Apr 2015 00:42am
Sorrow of the abused
Only so much can a person handle before finally losing their grip.
No more strength nor will in them to keep holding onto the last string of hope which was something keeping them happy.
Putting on a mask was the only thing they knew how to do.
Even the strongest lose their strength in them to fight.
Their past continues to haunt them until they are no longer capable of lifting themselves back up.
Abuse. Physical, verbal, sexual.
It's something they have lived through.
Each day they fear of their past repeating itself.
What... What if it never stops? What if...
No more strength nor will in them to keep holding onto the last string of hope which was something keeping them happy.
Putting on a mask was the only thing they knew how to do.
Even the strongest lose their strength in them to fight.
Their past continues to haunt them until they are no longer capable of lifting themselves back up.
Abuse. Physical, verbal, sexual.
It's something they have lived through.
Each day they fear of their past repeating itself.
What... What if it never stops? What if...
888 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
16th Jan 2015 4:03am
16th Jan 2015 4:03am
Don't leave me alone in the dark, please.
814 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
13th Aug 2014 9:21pm
13th Aug 2014 9:21pm
The clock is ticking, tik-tok.
Is it not funny how all the people you have trusted just end up hurting you in the end?
You do not care that I am ill nor do you bother to see the little signs I give out that I am feeling lonely and afraid?
Why did I trust people when I knew full well I was going to get hurt in the end?
Why must those whom you have trusted the most end up betraying you in one shape or form?
Worthless, not worth talking to, a freak, monster, a witch, loner, get away!, don't come near!, I just want to block you and never see you again!, why do I even bother with you?!... GET AWAY FROM...
You do not care that I am ill nor do you bother to see the little signs I give out that I am feeling lonely and afraid?
Why did I trust people when I knew full well I was going to get hurt in the end?
Why must those whom you have trusted the most end up betraying you in one shape or form?
Worthless, not worth talking to, a freak, monster, a witch, loner, get away!, don't come near!, I just want to block you and never see you again!, why do I even bother with you?!... GET AWAY FROM...
761 reads
0 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
11th Aug 2014 8:15pm
11th Aug 2014 8:15pm
Memories
So many memories, such a big past. Where does it all begin; where does it end and where does it all collide?
566 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Jun 2014 10:40pm
24th Jun 2014 10:40pm
Sweet pleasure and delight
1200 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Apr 2014 00:48am
9th Apr 2014 00:48am
Wrath of many locked inside one
Every night I rest my eyes
hoping to see
what has become of me.
Was it sadness, depression or loneliness
that severed my ties with my humanity
or was it something else.
Wrath of many locked inside one,
is there anything that can be done
to save a dying soul.
One God, the God of Death
hovers above you as you sleep
sucking the life out of you
which you're desperately fighting to keep.
So much pain and so much sorrow
who's life am I allowed to borrow
to save my own in order to
be the one who offers immortality to those
who...
hoping to see
what has become of me.
Was it sadness, depression or loneliness
that severed my ties with my humanity
or was it something else.
Wrath of many locked inside one,
is there anything that can be done
to save a dying soul.
One God, the God of Death
hovers above you as you sleep
sucking the life out of you
which you're desperately fighting to keep.
So much pain and so much sorrow
who's life am I allowed to borrow
to save my own in order to
be the one who offers immortality to those
who...
598 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Jan 2014 8:54pm
25th Jan 2014 8:54pm
How do you mend a broken heart?
How do you mend a broken heart?
A heart broken by dreams and love.
How do you mend a broken heart?
A heart which was torn apart.
How do you mend a broken dream?
A dream broken by a guilt beam.
How do you mend broken love?
A love broken like wings of a dove.
How do you mend a broken soul?
A soul broken with foul words.
How can a person start dreaming again, fall in love and fly like a bird high in the sky? How can someone who is broken be happy again without making others suffer? The answer is, you can't. No one can fix your broken dreams, bring...
A heart broken by dreams and love.
How do you mend a broken heart?
A heart which was torn apart.
How do you mend a broken dream?
A dream broken by a guilt beam.
How do you mend broken love?
A love broken like wings of a dove.
How do you mend a broken soul?
A soul broken with foul words.
How can a person start dreaming again, fall in love and fly like a bird high in the sky? How can someone who is broken be happy again without making others suffer? The answer is, you can't. No one can fix your broken dreams, bring...
1044 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jan 2014 10:31pm
12th Jan 2014 10:31pm
A poem about a computer
When I open my eyes
the first thing I see is you.
While my eyesight is still blurry
I can make out your shape
cause you were always there for me.
„Man.. I, wish you were furry“
I, get out of my bed and walk over to you
and press your button gently
watching you wake and start your system.
All those lights lighting up,
those wonderful sounds...
„What a sight!“
In my head I'm thinking :
„You're the most wonderful creature I ever met“
Beyond reasons known to me,
I sit on this chair,
leaned back and just observing its...
the first thing I see is you.
While my eyesight is still blurry
I can make out your shape
cause you were always there for me.
„Man.. I, wish you were furry“
I, get out of my bed and walk over to you
and press your button gently
watching you wake and start your system.
All those lights lighting up,
those wonderful sounds...
„What a sight!“
In my head I'm thinking :
„You're the most wonderful creature I ever met“
Beyond reasons known to me,
I sit on this chair,
leaned back and just observing its...
706 reads
1 Comment
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