Submissions by Thedeadinme
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Been writing poetry since my teens. I just write what I feel. Poems are usually on the darker side.
The Dying Tomes
Her soul devoid of ruin
Upon palatial woes
Embracing dark reveries
To mutter sweet repose
Damn the vigil swaying
Cut down from culling sword
A demise invictus reckoned
Death breeds with sullen whore
Bleeding darkened fantasia
Stolen from her womb
Parasites and eurodites
Come lapping at the wound
Lost within translation
Temptation fathered droves
Of crimson eyed lost acolytes
Gathered in concert, doomed
Will snuff the light
So burning bright
Above the lowly shore
Alone...
Upon palatial woes
Embracing dark reveries
To mutter sweet repose
Damn the vigil swaying
Cut down from culling sword
A demise invictus reckoned
Death breeds with sullen whore
Bleeding darkened fantasia
Stolen from her womb
Parasites and eurodites
Come lapping at the wound
Lost within translation
Temptation fathered droves
Of crimson eyed lost acolytes
Gathered in concert, doomed
Will snuff the light
So burning bright
Above the lowly shore
Alone...
#mythology
#philosophical
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A Usurper Reborn in Fugue
This starry night eludes me
for darker passions become my veil
sidelong and ever staring
behold the sight of one so cold
A usurper adorned with snow
for winters kiss I sold my soul
upon bruised lips and eyes glossed over
blessed frost to star their own
Of constellations shyly wanning
silence slowing the dawns mourning
destroy all in veneration
what is rebuilt shall fall once more
for darker passions become my veil
sidelong and ever staring
behold the sight of one so cold
A usurper adorned with snow
for winters kiss I sold my soul
upon bruised lips and eyes glossed over
blessed frost to star their own
Of constellations shyly wanning
silence slowing the dawns mourning
destroy all in veneration
what is rebuilt shall fall once more
#death
#universe
#sacrifice
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Creatures at Dawn
She breaks me
Like daybreak on a cloudy day
Such dismay
A forray into madness
And jealousy
The bitch laid over
Forever smitten with hallowed things
Angry lust and bruised ego
Her will bent to the whims of one so lowly
Obscenity lingers to her skin
Bruised and broken over
She weeps beauty
And I cry
A cuck to innovation
She laughs coldly
And I cum
Swollen over with envy
A better wretch for a lesser whore
Like daybreak on a cloudy day
Such dismay
A forray into madness
And jealousy
The bitch laid over
Forever smitten with hallowed things
Angry lust and bruised ego
Her will bent to the whims of one so lowly
Obscenity lingers to her skin
Bruised and broken over
She weeps beauty
And I cry
A cuck to innovation
She laughs coldly
And I cum
Swollen over with envy
A better wretch for a lesser whore
#loneliness
#abuse
#misunderstood #despair
#misunderstood #despair
274 reads
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Forsook
A beautiful serenade
for the dead to ponder
the stars to falter
upon ivory towers
Beneath the drownings
of a thousand sorrows
silence echoes
eternity's blunder
An heirloom of betrayal
begets the lowly
in rue and ash
lies death's desire
for the dead to ponder
the stars to falter
upon ivory towers
Beneath the drownings
of a thousand sorrows
silence echoes
eternity's blunder
An heirloom of betrayal
begets the lowly
in rue and ash
lies death's desire
#dark
#sacrifice
128 reads
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As They Wilt
silence in fugue
for far better ovations
mourn the dying sun
a blessing well vested
into nothingness
turns the muted veils
as nature takes hold
in duress
a lesson in futility
unfolds
for far better ovations
mourn the dying sun
a blessing well vested
into nothingness
turns the muted veils
as nature takes hold
in duress
a lesson in futility
unfolds
#sadness
#grief
218 reads
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The Gift of Ruin
breaker of wills
gifter of pain
shallow whims and beauty
distained
silence and not
suffering truth
a parade of lies
broken in two
gifter of pain
shallow whims and beauty
distained
silence and not
suffering truth
a parade of lies
broken in two
#anxiety
#addiction
#frustration #denial
#frustration #denial
422 reads
1 Comment
A Fortress
a fortress
crawling and slow
beneath the giants
feet below
crawling and slow
beneath the giants
feet below
#earth
#nature
167 reads
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Reborn
Humbled again,
As Death stands at the door
Flutterings of long lost souls
Haunting me again
Ten fold
Holding onto darker strings
Pulling at the lesser things
Hiding from the maker
Of all these horrid dreams
Peace abandons me
Again
Damaged gods beset my ruin
Of darker and colder souls
Begrudged I am but none
Better left alone in rue
Unable to falter through
These shadows transform the life
Of a devastated wretch
No longer to crawl and kneel
Amongst the filth of older...
As Death stands at the door
Flutterings of long lost souls
Haunting me again
Ten fold
Holding onto darker strings
Pulling at the lesser things
Hiding from the maker
Of all these horrid dreams
Peace abandons me
Again
Damaged gods beset my ruin
Of darker and colder souls
Begrudged I am but none
Better left alone in rue
Unable to falter through
These shadows transform the life
Of a devastated wretch
No longer to crawl and kneel
Amongst the filth of older...
#evolution
#nightmares
284 reads
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Beholder of Ruin and Other Beauties
Desolate and lowly
Darkness take me slow
Below the writhing rivers flowing
Greif on down
Torn and beset by drowning
A gloomy day of sweet nothingness
Desperation but a broken kiss
Upon the lips of forgotten gods
Skyward hand to trace palatial veils
A vast ovation of creations woe
Tears fall down as all life fails
A bitter ruin of constellations
Facade and mercy
Gifts of another treason
Mark the season tallied over
One from three and two forlorn
December's end begins again
Behold the silence ...
Darkness take me slow
Below the writhing rivers flowing
Greif on down
Torn and beset by drowning
A gloomy day of sweet nothingness
Desperation but a broken kiss
Upon the lips of forgotten gods
Skyward hand to trace palatial veils
A vast ovation of creations woe
Tears fall down as all life fails
A bitter ruin of constellations
Facade and mercy
Gifts of another treason
Mark the season tallied over
One from three and two forlorn
December's end begins again
Behold the silence ...
#grief
#suffering
#emptiness
307 reads
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Breaking Silence of the Void
Suicide
Not unlike silence
Ever haunting from the void
The throes of self deprication
Better suited for one so low
I opt for chaos and disillusion
The rank and file of a darker hell
Forever fitting
The gift of madness
Everlasting
Death it seems eager to allow
Safe passage for this wretch
And end this silence that is forever daunting
Not unlike silence
Ever haunting from the void
The throes of self deprication
Better suited for one so low
I opt for chaos and disillusion
The rank and file of a darker hell
Forever fitting
The gift of madness
Everlasting
Death it seems eager to allow
Safe passage for this wretch
And end this silence that is forever daunting
#suicide
#despair
#FeelingLost
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Gifts Left Wasted
Gin soaked and parabolic
The moon by nature Divine
The hallowed husk of damnation's toil
What treachery befalls me?
Embryonic of a still born heart
The price of infamy untold
Better bartered for a gift of solace
And still the moon to smite my soul
The moon by nature Divine
The hallowed husk of damnation's toil
What treachery befalls me?
Embryonic of a still born heart
The price of infamy untold
Better bartered for a gift of solace
And still the moon to smite my soul
#sadness
#sky
294 reads
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Between Two Giants The Artist Finds His Muse
The valley in-between
There lies a perfect corpse
Two giants intervene
In this painting out of sorts
The sky, saddened she rains
Tears of empathetic woe
Upon the granite pains
In the glen and dales below
She lay there still asleep
Under the giants futile gaze
In the mountains death does keep
Her torment and malaise
Darkness does take form
From his artist hand and bloom
The fury of her storm
Upon the brush and palette of doom
There lies a perfect corpse
Two giants intervene
In this painting out of sorts
The sky, saddened she rains
Tears of empathetic woe
Upon the granite pains
In the glen and dales below
She lay there still asleep
Under the giants futile gaze
In the mountains death does keep
Her torment and malaise
Darkness does take form
From his artist hand and bloom
The fury of her storm
Upon the brush and palette of doom
#death
#mountains
#nightmares
243 reads
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