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.
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Feb 2019 3:44pm
11th Feb 2019 3:44pm
Our Love
A day spent in bed
Behold the Kama Sutra
Entangled we love
Behold the Kama Sutra
Entangled we love
#love
#lust
#sex
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STORY POEM
Published
11th Feb 2019 6:06am
11th Feb 2019 6:06am
Bear Walker
I walk through many dreamscapes, am but a traveler on seamless wings
Through arrays of vistas long since gone I dredge on through hopeless flings
Vagrant summers oft lead me away
For trails ablazed with sonic woe I pitter on to long forsaken hinterlands
I have slept hand in hand with ancient folk, a Bear Walker of infinite realms
Through arrays of vistas long since gone I dredge on through hopeless flings
Vagrant summers oft lead me away
For trails ablazed with sonic woe I pitter on to long forsaken hinterlands
I have slept hand in hand with ancient folk, a Bear Walker of infinite realms
#spiritual
#mythology
#magic #curse
#magic #curse
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Feb 2019 2:20am
11th Feb 2019 2:20am
The Ramblings of a Broken Man
Embrace the void
The derelict shades of gray so welcoming
A pity this world is battered with horrid colors
I swallow hallowed truths ripe with all that is ill with this place
Foreign is the taste of generations bettersuited for the gallows then a wanton display of happiness, a life well lived
Bah! I scoff at the blasphemy displayed henceforth, the rotting of better days hangs upon the breeze like fog
A erudite of suffering best laments the shadowed realms
An acolyte of all things linear
I appease the rambling of lesser gods and smite the just with rage ...
The derelict shades of gray so welcoming
A pity this world is battered with horrid colors
I swallow hallowed truths ripe with all that is ill with this place
Foreign is the taste of generations bettersuited for the gallows then a wanton display of happiness, a life well lived
Bah! I scoff at the blasphemy displayed henceforth, the rotting of better days hangs upon the breeze like fog
A erudite of suffering best laments the shadowed realms
An acolyte of all things linear
I appease the rambling of lesser gods and smite the just with rage ...
#sadness
#suicide
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
10th Feb 2019 8:56pm
10th Feb 2019 8:56pm
Where She Lies
I left her there, disposed of like discarded sin
Dreampt from deep within a withered soul
Looming trees to guard her post and the meloncholy of it all warms me so sweetly
Upon the wretch, ever gathered in the fountains of my ego I distill her body
Keeping her treasures for my own
Amongst the chaos of the forest
Shrouded by flora of the prettiest colours she lays there in ruin
Of murdered sunsets and balmy dew
I encroach with bitter rue
Better for her to slumber broken then live this lifes waking lie
A deathknell...
Dreampt from deep within a withered soul
Looming trees to guard her post and the meloncholy of it all warms me so sweetly
Upon the wretch, ever gathered in the fountains of my ego I distill her body
Keeping her treasures for my own
Amongst the chaos of the forest
Shrouded by flora of the prettiest colours she lays there in ruin
Of murdered sunsets and balmy dew
I encroach with bitter rue
Better for her to slumber broken then live this lifes waking lie
A deathknell...
#lust
#dark
#murder
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Feb 2019 3:32pm
9th Feb 2019 3:32pm
Stalking Darkness
Stealing kisses from the shadows
I feel weak
Discarding sickness from within me
A vague misery
I will torture love for you
In stalking play
Feed the rivals of your soul
With faint memory
In the garments of black sheep
I die slowly
Forever always heeds my sleep
In sweet harmony
Together symptoms gather here
Discrete misery
I perch myself amongst the tombs
Of regret and falter through
Symbiotic to your failings
I come to
A secret wish for me to fulfill
In your mounting woe ...
I feel weak
Discarding sickness from within me
A vague misery
I will torture love for you
In stalking play
Feed the rivals of your soul
With faint memory
In the garments of black sheep
I die slowly
Forever always heeds my sleep
In sweet harmony
Together symptoms gather here
Discrete misery
I perch myself amongst the tombs
Of regret and falter through
Symbiotic to your failings
I come to
A secret wish for me to fulfill
In your mounting woe ...
#sadness
#dark
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DARK POEM
Published
8th Feb 2019 4:11am
8th Feb 2019 4:11am
Where Death Mourns
As I pace through rows of headstones of those long gone,
woe besets those whom rest in the grave, forever to haunt the mourning hearts of those left behind
Cruelty washes over iron gates and floods this place of death with oceans of tears to drown away all the sorrow that the Reaper leaves in the wake of those he claimed
Blind in my own suffering and drunk on my own self loathing I walk in the shadow of Death to ask if his scythe may pierce my soul to end all pain and take me home
Heartstrings severed and all hope lost I remenence a time where just...
woe besets those whom rest in the grave, forever to haunt the mourning hearts of those left behind
Cruelty washes over iron gates and floods this place of death with oceans of tears to drown away all the sorrow that the Reaper leaves in the wake of those he claimed
Blind in my own suffering and drunk on my own self loathing I walk in the shadow of Death to ask if his scythe may pierce my soul to end all pain and take me home
Heartstrings severed and all hope lost I remenence a time where just...
#dark
#death
#graveyard #suffering
#graveyard #suffering
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STORY POEM
Published
8th Feb 2019 3:48am
8th Feb 2019 3:48am
Him
A buffoon
Idle hands to pass what’s left of his time
Lonely and peculiar amidst the fall of all he knew
Breaker of truths, an oath giver with a forked tongue
Another bottle to gift oblivion
These strange days a time of need
Forever in the twilight of his sordid mind
From clown to prince and further on he wears the crowns of lesser men
Blunder beset the broken soul
Of this and woe to endure the mantle
Forgiveness bartered long ago
Of savagery and modesty
Lamb to lion
A hypocrite of contradiction
Let him rest his weary eyes...
Idle hands to pass what’s left of his time
Lonely and peculiar amidst the fall of all he knew
Breaker of truths, an oath giver with a forked tongue
Another bottle to gift oblivion
These strange days a time of need
Forever in the twilight of his sordid mind
From clown to prince and further on he wears the crowns of lesser men
Blunder beset the broken soul
Of this and woe to endure the mantle
Forgiveness bartered long ago
Of savagery and modesty
Lamb to lion
A hypocrite of contradiction
Let him rest his weary eyes...
#sadness
#FeelingLost
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STORY POEM
Published
7th Feb 2019 3:29pm
7th Feb 2019 3:29pm
The Great Harbinger
The silence, opaque in nature
Broken by the abhored
For sevenfold the behemoth snores
Biding in its restless sleep
As it never ceased to crack the sky
Where giants wander in wanning valleys
Snow too deep for man to go
The stars above so far and luring
A cascade of legends in the throes
Of whispered shadows and evil throned
The bright bite of the lonesome moon
Washes the behemoth in shades of hue
Awakened in its babtismal rite
Renewed for the coming age
Striding depths of death where he steps
Broken by the abhored
For sevenfold the behemoth snores
Biding in its restless sleep
As it never ceased to crack the sky
Where giants wander in wanning valleys
Snow too deep for man to go
The stars above so far and luring
A cascade of legends in the throes
Of whispered shadows and evil throned
The bright bite of the lonesome moon
Washes the behemoth in shades of hue
Awakened in its babtismal rite
Renewed for the coming age
Striding depths of death where he steps
#dreams
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2019 4:31am
3rd Feb 2019 4:31am
The Pit
Nestled there below the surface
Farther then one wishes to go
A delicate abyss of hate and rue
The crimes of past reveries to bare upon the son
Of angst and ruin, I come to
Bewildered by the beasts of night
Come hither to haunt me ever so gently
Appiritions of shadows linger
Forever is destined by the thorn
To pierce the flesh of a lesser soul
To appease the void so hidden, low
Deep within pain does grow
The dawn I seek, seldom so sweet
Offerings of petty things
Sleep into the fall
Of all I am
Restless slumber...
Farther then one wishes to go
A delicate abyss of hate and rue
The crimes of past reveries to bare upon the son
Of angst and ruin, I come to
Bewildered by the beasts of night
Come hither to haunt me ever so gently
Appiritions of shadows linger
Forever is destined by the thorn
To pierce the flesh of a lesser soul
To appease the void so hidden, low
Deep within pain does grow
The dawn I seek, seldom so sweet
Offerings of petty things
Sleep into the fall
Of all I am
Restless slumber...
#sadness
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Jan 2019 3:09am
19th Jan 2019 3:09am
A Gift From Me to You
Something in the air
Whispers farflung from madness fall upon me
Restless, I pace this place
I suffer them
The darkness lingers on in death
Seldom do their eyes stare back
Haunting like ancient portraits
An alabaster gift for the living to falter
Better days in memories
I discard all in epic blunder
"Oh , what a gift I have to offer"
The coming ways of shadows linger
A pinch of flesh in leu of death
Grey dressings for those abandoned
Mourning the blade the servants shudder
A kiss of steel for all I...
Whispers farflung from madness fall upon me
Restless, I pace this place
I suffer them
The darkness lingers on in death
Seldom do their eyes stare back
Haunting like ancient portraits
An alabaster gift for the living to falter
Better days in memories
I discard all in epic blunder
"Oh , what a gift I have to offer"
The coming ways of shadows linger
A pinch of flesh in leu of death
Grey dressings for those abandoned
Mourning the blade the servants shudder
A kiss of steel for all I...
#murder
#death
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STORY POEM
Published
8th Jan 2019 2:38am
8th Jan 2019 2:38am
Grandad's Last Smoke
Ash falls like grace from his crooked cigarette burning away like all reason in his twisted mind
A range of mountains form at the giants feet ashen grey likened to his misery
Clouds of discontent spew from aged lips smothering all with restless fury
Yellow stained fingers reach out for the sun
The quest for fire at its end
Hubris born within his ashtray over trodden with fallen ones decaying in their glass grave
His face well weathered by hard years and endless grief
One could map rivers by the lines and wrinkles he wears so proudly
Vanity worries not...
A range of mountains form at the giants feet ashen grey likened to his misery
Clouds of discontent spew from aged lips smothering all with restless fury
Yellow stained fingers reach out for the sun
The quest for fire at its end
Hubris born within his ashtray over trodden with fallen ones decaying in their glass grave
His face well weathered by hard years and endless grief
One could map rivers by the lines and wrinkles he wears so proudly
Vanity worries not...
#grief
#narrative
#memories
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Jan 2019 8:29pm
7th Jan 2019 8:29pm
Sunsetter
Sunsetter, far-flung from heavens grace
The skies so enthralled with her divide and fall in their folly
A longing gaze quarters the horizon
For faraway stares are divine in their beauty
Of ivory skin and raven hair she falters there in her dispair
Seeking ovations of lesser meanings this bitter wretch begets but silence
An overture to her ruin
A sunset wailing
Her long embrace
Forever waits
Wanton and suspect under dusks lost caress
Her bitter lips demands of this
A kiss as darkness lingers
Under the veil of...
The skies so enthralled with her divide and fall in their folly
A longing gaze quarters the horizon
For faraway stares are divine in their beauty
Of ivory skin and raven hair she falters there in her dispair
Seeking ovations of lesser meanings this bitter wretch begets but silence
An overture to her ruin
A sunset wailing
Her long embrace
Forever waits
Wanton and suspect under dusks lost caress
Her bitter lips demands of this
A kiss as darkness lingers
Under the veil of...
#lust
#dark
#death #lover
#death #lover
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