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 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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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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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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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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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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Disfigured Constellations
Through the darkness treasured I stroll in step with death
Stalking snaking trails over trodden with the debris of life
Disfigured in my anger I loathe the sun and cast devious shadows on hallowed soil
Distinguished stars align my soul with obscurity
For far better vices have grasped at my heartstrings but none better then self damnation
As I deteriorate all else does rot and the stench of it all soothes me so
Trenching through the madness of diluted truths
Intoxicating lies bless me sweetly
Surrounding forests encircle and loom overhead throwing...
Stalking snaking trails over trodden with the debris of life
Disfigured in my anger I loathe the sun and cast devious shadows on hallowed soil
Distinguished stars align my soul with obscurity
For far better vices have grasped at my heartstrings but none better then self damnation
As I deteriorate all else does rot and the stench of it all soothes me so
Trenching through the madness of diluted truths
Intoxicating lies bless me sweetly
Surrounding forests encircle and loom overhead throwing...
#depression
#SelfReflection
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Where Roses Die
Fragmented
Oddly shattered shards of a life left behind
She left me there
Where roses die and withered sighs drift silently
Into nothingness
Fields of decay her gift to me
Smother the soul and destroy the man
Judas betrayal begets but sorrow
In glimpses I espy
Her slender form to pass me by
I adore the whore
Lust
Tunnel vision
I suture eyes shut
See me not as I am
The wretch of me suffer down
Abandonment
Hauntingly cruel her body cold
I tried to follow but could not go
...
Oddly shattered shards of a life left behind
She left me there
Where roses die and withered sighs drift silently
Into nothingness
Fields of decay her gift to me
Smother the soul and destroy the man
Judas betrayal begets but sorrow
In glimpses I espy
Her slender form to pass me by
I adore the whore
Lust
Tunnel vision
I suture eyes shut
See me not as I am
The wretch of me suffer down
Abandonment
Hauntingly cruel her body cold
I tried to follow but could not go
...
#murder
#lover
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Iris
Distilling dreams I linger on, getting lost deeper into darker voids
Under abhored observance I ply my trade
Counting fantasy into infinite realities I caress the brink of chaos
A harbinger of dying worlds
Unfolding seams I tear the stitch of grace and offer vague hints of countless sheep
Behold the eyes of the destroyer
Under abhored observance I ply my trade
Counting fantasy into infinite realities I caress the brink of chaos
A harbinger of dying worlds
Unfolding seams I tear the stitch of grace and offer vague hints of countless sheep
Behold the eyes of the destroyer
#murder
#dreams
#death
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Mother
This gift of death never blessed with subtleties kiss
Frost for roses
The art of matricide is lost in colder gardens
Better suited for glassy souls cut with diamonds
Vermillion at war with ivory
Like rouge lips upon pale flesh
I gift these things
Playful with sin
I gift these things
Frost for roses?
A bemusment of sorts
Harsher truths never tasted so sweet
The folly of enchantment lies within bedazzeled eyes
Sweet mother
Smothered
Insane in utero
Children weep not tears of love
Damnation with a smile ...
Frost for roses
The art of matricide is lost in colder gardens
Better suited for glassy souls cut with diamonds
Vermillion at war with ivory
Like rouge lips upon pale flesh
I gift these things
Playful with sin
I gift these things
Frost for roses?
A bemusment of sorts
Harsher truths never tasted so sweet
The folly of enchantment lies within bedazzeled eyes
Sweet mother
Smothered
Insane in utero
Children weep not tears of love
Damnation with a smile ...
#death
#universe
#environment #nature
#environment #nature
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A Floret for You
A floret of death to persuade your hands
The horror of a thousand days give birth to sage like ambiance
I defer to shadows and opt for neglect in these dying gardens
For further into madness those bleeding eyes quell the storm of seasons
Offerings of shattered dreams stir not the oceans of fluidity
Damnation to appease the bold
A threshold into oblivions gaze to bless the putrid
Eminant anonymity to peirce the shroud of decadence
A deeper pain gifted in goodness wasted
Deep in the abyss of my ruin
I sway in step to stagnant views
And...
The horror of a thousand days give birth to sage like ambiance
I defer to shadows and opt for neglect in these dying gardens
For further into madness those bleeding eyes quell the storm of seasons
Offerings of shattered dreams stir not the oceans of fluidity
Damnation to appease the bold
A threshold into oblivions gaze to bless the putrid
Eminant anonymity to peirce the shroud of decadence
A deeper pain gifted in goodness wasted
Deep in the abyss of my ruin
I sway in step to stagnant views
And...
#sadness
#SelfReflection
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Espy the Storm
I espy a storm, risen in the west
enveloped in fanning flames
carried on the wind of plague
I weep the world over
whispered in silent circles
I dream of coups to distort the sun
Overtrodden with woe I begin to sew
Reaping in the huddled masses as Death comes sweeping
The smoke settles on the horizon
fleeting kisses for the west
I set my sights on the North star
the plains of ruin begot my hand
For damaged feathers set the pace upon tattered wings of my disgrace
I light the pyre as all else burns with...
enveloped in fanning flames
carried on the wind of plague
I weep the world over
whispered in silent circles
I dream of coups to distort the sun
Overtrodden with woe I begin to sew
Reaping in the huddled masses as Death comes sweeping
The smoke settles on the horizon
fleeting kisses for the west
I set my sights on the North star
the plains of ruin begot my hand
For damaged feathers set the pace upon tattered wings of my disgrace
I light the pyre as all else burns with...
#death
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Her Winter Heart
You were always better broken
This distillers dawn to stretch the pain
A thousand roses to succumb to frost
And your name whispered in their dismay
December’s kiss lost on the wind
Better to waste these lost serenades on colder days
I see you there
Fouling in despair
A despot toiling in the bluffs of whirling snow
Amongst the curling burls of impoverished souls
With roots that writhe with carnal flair
This distillers dawn to stretch the pain
A thousand roses to succumb to frost
And your name whispered in their dismay
December’s kiss lost on the wind
Better to waste these lost serenades on colder days
I see you there
Fouling in despair
A despot toiling in the bluffs of whirling snow
Amongst the curling burls of impoverished souls
With roots that writhe with carnal flair
#love
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