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....
Butterfly in the dungeon
Memories of my past,
show me how much have I suffered
in this human form...
You locked me in
a tower of sorrow,
I couldn't see the sun's
warm rays,
and I had no one.
I was so lonely
yet the only companions
were the cold walls which
kept me imprisoned,
for so long.
I was kept in sorrow and grief
without anyone,
without any soul who would
keep me company,
without food or water,
my body started to lose
weight...
I was mere skin and
bones, and on the verge
of my last breath ...
show me how much have I suffered
in this human form...
You locked me in
a tower of sorrow,
I couldn't see the sun's
warm rays,
and I had no one.
I was so lonely
yet the only companions
were the cold walls which
kept me imprisoned,
for so long.
I was kept in sorrow and grief
without anyone,
without any soul who would
keep me company,
without food or water,
my body started to lose
weight...
I was mere skin and
bones, and on the verge
of my last breath ...
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I gave you everything
MY heart was full of love
And I thought u wanted to have
Gave u everything the best graph
U know because of u I coughed.
My heart was full of tears
I wanted u to come geared
Gave u everything most of it inside
The love I had 4 u was intact.
My heart was full of treasure
And I wanted u to get it with no measure
Gave u everything until I had pressure
U knew I had more to offer than leisure.
My...
And I thought u wanted to have
Gave u everything the best graph
U know because of u I coughed.
My heart was full of tears
I wanted u to come geared
Gave u everything most of it inside
The love I had 4 u was intact.
My heart was full of treasure
And I wanted u to get it with no measure
Gave u everything until I had pressure
U knew I had more to offer than leisure.
My...
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Come and see
887 reads
3 Comments
Guardians of Hell
780 reads
10 Comments
The Trial
Thus the trials
of pain and love,
hatred and sorrow,
closed this cursed
triangled circle
allowing disease
to spread its venom,
killing everyone in site,
and everything what
stands in its way
of destruction.
Where will the world
go and what
will it do?
I do not know.
If the world is no
longer a safe heaven,
then there is no reason
for us to live any
longer.
of pain and love,
hatred and sorrow,
closed this cursed
triangled circle
allowing disease
to spread its venom,
killing everyone in site,
and everything what
stands in its way
of destruction.
Where will the world
go and what
will it do?
I do not know.
If the world is no
longer a safe heaven,
then there is no reason
for us to live any
longer.
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Bonds between us
The bond between
people important to you.
Ever since birth
and the string,
that binds them
becomes thicker
and stronger as
time goes by.
people important to you.
Ever since birth
and the string,
that binds them
becomes thicker
and stronger as
time goes by.
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The will of fire
Fire will burn
where the leaves dance.
The shadow of the fire,
will light the village,
and the leaves,
will sprout
once again.
where the leaves dance.
The shadow of the fire,
will light the village,
and the leaves,
will sprout
once again.
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It is not a poem, but a story of my life
Music in my life is something what gives me energy to live. It is something what keeps me going through the day. It brings emotions in me which I can not explain, but in a way I can. It is something what keeps me alive and gives me will to fight everyone and everything that stands in my way. Music lights up certain feelings I had never felt before. Music is my melody of life. But, it was not always like that.
One day when I was searching for new songs on YouTube, I found a group called One Republic. I heard about them before, but I never listened to any of their songs. I was going...
One day when I was searching for new songs on YouTube, I found a group called One Republic. I heard about them before, but I never listened to any of their songs. I was going...
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4 Comments
Mushroom bear
Chasing fairytales,
chasing ghosts,
chasing dreams,
I'm chased the most.
Every gnome,
every fairy,
even
every little mushroom,
wants to be something more
than it already is.
Knives and pens,
axes and nets,
torches and webs.
Every where you look,
there is always
someone or something
watching and observing you.
Beware of the
mushroom bear.
chasing ghosts,
chasing dreams,
I'm chased the most.
Every gnome,
every fairy,
even
every little mushroom,
wants to be something more
than it already is.
Knives and pens,
axes and nets,
torches and webs.
Every where you look,
there is always
someone or something
watching and observing you.
Beware of the
mushroom bear.
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World's end
All in the world shall end
in sorrow and grief.
Life shall vanish and
We shall all parish
In order to cherish
This short and unforgiving
feast.
Like heaven and water
Hell and fire,
We shall all stay alive and
survive,
And as well die and be
reborn once again
To play and dance 'till the
bitter end.
in sorrow and grief.
Life shall vanish and
We shall all parish
In order to cherish
This short and unforgiving
feast.
Like heaven and water
Hell and fire,
We shall all stay alive and
survive,
And as well die and be
reborn once again
To play and dance 'till the
bitter end.
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My love
Three knives in your head,
blood pouring down your back,
spiders knit their webs in your hair,
snakes wrapping around your neck,
witches and sounds waking you up
in the middle of the night...
This is a farewell my love
blood pouring down your back,
spiders knit their webs in your hair,
snakes wrapping around your neck,
witches and sounds waking you up
in the middle of the night...
This is a farewell my love
781 reads
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What if?
When I look my little brother,
the way he plays,
so innocent and nice
so beautiful and kind.
All I ever wondered was,
What if
he ends up alone?
When I die,
what if he has no one
to take care of him..
What if,
he dies?
the way he plays,
so innocent and nice
so beautiful and kind.
All I ever wondered was,
What if
he ends up alone?
When I die,
what if he has no one
to take care of him..
What if,
he dies?
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