Submissions by War-Kid (Nicholas-Spock)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Madness is like gravity, all it takes is a little push. ~Spock
DARK POEM
Published
20th Oct 2014 10:53am
20th Oct 2014 10:53am
Until the world ends
So many people at once
so many breaths and intakes
just so they'll leave me alone
I'll keep on smiling fakes
and life's just full of desserts
I scrape the mold off these cakes
I'll feed what's clean to the homeless
I'll run my heart till it breaks
I've witness death and depression
I've seen both daylight and gloom
I've seen the fall of the sun
and the descent of the moon
I see society bending
and time itself like a spoon
too many people at once
let's hope this world dies out soon
So many people on earth ...
so many breaths and intakes
just so they'll leave me alone
I'll keep on smiling fakes
and life's just full of desserts
I scrape the mold off these cakes
I'll feed what's clean to the homeless
I'll run my heart till it breaks
I've witness death and depression
I've seen both daylight and gloom
I've seen the fall of the sun
and the descent of the moon
I see society bending
and time itself like a spoon
too many people at once
let's hope this world dies out soon
So many people on earth ...
678 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
11th Oct 2014 2:30am
11th Oct 2014 2:30am
The Doctor
It's winter now
it's gotten cold
my clothes are drought
and hard to fold
my housing creaks
and reeks of old
under these sinks
I've grown my mold
My car is stolen
my pet's run free
this winter rain
reeks of fine sea
now all that's left
is you and me
one thousand years
then twenty three
And still I live
as a madman
I speak
older than war
and war we seek
one side of me
now old and meek
the other side
bipolar freak
I'm old you see
last of my line
I roam this world
a...
it's gotten cold
my clothes are drought
and hard to fold
my housing creaks
and reeks of old
under these sinks
I've grown my mold
My car is stolen
my pet's run free
this winter rain
reeks of fine sea
now all that's left
is you and me
one thousand years
then twenty three
And still I live
as a madman
I speak
older than war
and war we seek
one side of me
now old and meek
the other side
bipolar freak
I'm old you see
last of my line
I roam this world
a...
881 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th Sep 2014 7:35pm
20th Sep 2014 7:35pm
Spacebound
I've bought my shoes
I've tied my lace
I've written poems
both well and chaste
and through this world
came a disgrace
not bound by love
but bound by space
Throughout this world
I've come to hate
this bitterness
has shaped my fate
I've searched this world
to educate
though none can learn
for none relate
For rules of peace
I'm deft to sound
to bitterness
a demon hound
for bitterness
I've gladly crowned
with everything of me
spacebound.
I've tied my lace
I've written poems
both well and chaste
and through this world
came a disgrace
not bound by love
but bound by space
Throughout this world
I've come to hate
this bitterness
has shaped my fate
I've searched this world
to educate
though none can learn
for none relate
For rules of peace
I'm deft to sound
to bitterness
a demon hound
for bitterness
I've gladly crowned
with everything of me
spacebound.
750 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Sep 2014 2:53am
17th Sep 2014 2:53am
Fade
The colors are swirling
in twos and in threes
the colors are swirling
around me like bees
the colors are bringing
me down to my knees
to drag me to hell
and do as they please.
The smoke is conforming
to yellowish green
the yellowish green
to yellowish blue
the yellowish blue
surrounding my spleen
the colors relate
but split into two.
The colors here can
no longer be awed
I'm back in hell now
yet I've got it made
I know that I can't
express myself here
I've always been flawed
I'm ready to fade.
in twos and in threes
the colors are swirling
around me like bees
the colors are bringing
me down to my knees
to drag me to hell
and do as they please.
The smoke is conforming
to yellowish green
the yellowish green
to yellowish blue
the yellowish blue
surrounding my spleen
the colors relate
but split into two.
The colors here can
no longer be awed
I'm back in hell now
yet I've got it made
I know that I can't
express myself here
I've always been flawed
I'm ready to fade.
823 reads
1 Comment
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
27th Jul 2014 3:17am
27th Jul 2014 3:17am
Star trek
We've trekked the seas
we've trekked the stars
through stacked debris
from earth to mars
we've fought the fates
and made them ours
built things from boats
to trains to cars
we've trekked the suns
we've trekked the moons
prepared the guns
bombing monsoons
and life itself
bending with time
and time itself
like silver spoons
we've trekked the cold
we've trekked the spring
we've trekked the heat
we've trekked the fall
men falling short
trees standing tall
we've trekked the stars
we've trekked...
we've trekked the stars
through stacked debris
from earth to mars
we've fought the fates
and made them ours
built things from boats
to trains to cars
we've trekked the suns
we've trekked the moons
prepared the guns
bombing monsoons
and life itself
bending with time
and time itself
like silver spoons
we've trekked the cold
we've trekked the spring
we've trekked the heat
we've trekked the fall
men falling short
trees standing tall
we've trekked the stars
we've trekked...
739 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Jul 2014 5:04pm
18th Jul 2014 5:04pm
Alone
Wake up in your bed at night
extinguish every source of light
and turn to left all that was right
keep writing poetry so trite
and throw away all that was bright
I have my ears don't need my sight
now sit back on your bed real tight
and listen to your demons fight
yellowed snow and fallen flakes
the encore of what summer makes
and ghastly glowing frozen lakes
too frozen for your thirst to slake
my head throbs and my back still aches
when summer comes I'll go get baked
cause life's a lovely Christmas cake
the gift...
extinguish every source of light
and turn to left all that was right
keep writing poetry so trite
and throw away all that was bright
I have my ears don't need my sight
now sit back on your bed real tight
and listen to your demons fight
yellowed snow and fallen flakes
the encore of what summer makes
and ghastly glowing frozen lakes
too frozen for your thirst to slake
my head throbs and my back still aches
when summer comes I'll go get baked
cause life's a lovely Christmas cake
the gift...
752 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
12th Jul 2014 12:32pm
12th Jul 2014 12:32pm
Fading
Roses are red
knuckles are blue
you're backstabbing me
I'm backstabbing you
why we keep this up
I have not a clue
we're running to hell
and it's nothing new
pitchforks and glass
and fiery hues
razors and knives
and microwaved Jews
you're sinking my ship
I'm sinking yours too
fucking this shit up
because it's just what I do
we're both in hell burning
as friend and as foe
at it like rabbits
we've reached a low
there's no getting out
and that we both know
and passersby near ...
knuckles are blue
you're backstabbing me
I'm backstabbing you
why we keep this up
I have not a clue
we're running to hell
and it's nothing new
pitchforks and glass
and fiery hues
razors and knives
and microwaved Jews
you're sinking my ship
I'm sinking yours too
fucking this shit up
because it's just what I do
we're both in hell burning
as friend and as foe
at it like rabbits
we've reached a low
there's no getting out
and that we both know
and passersby near ...
828 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
7th Jul 2014 5:51pm
7th Jul 2014 5:51pm
Don't give a f**k
If I didn't give a fuck
I wouldn't give one now
feminist or anti feminist
emo slut or cow
everything's permitted
everything's allowed
everything and nothing's good or bad
just have the respect to bow
if I didn't give a fuck before
I wouldn't give one now for sure
all the fucks that I've let pour
are down pouring no longer more
the remainder of the fucks I've got
are not for you to take and bore
I'll spend my fucks on games and pot
to ease my boredom at it's core
but I'll have respect for things I like
and have...
I wouldn't give one now
feminist or anti feminist
emo slut or cow
everything's permitted
everything's allowed
everything and nothing's good or bad
just have the respect to bow
if I didn't give a fuck before
I wouldn't give one now for sure
all the fucks that I've let pour
are down pouring no longer more
the remainder of the fucks I've got
are not for you to take and bore
I'll spend my fucks on games and pot
to ease my boredom at it's core
but I'll have respect for things I like
and have...
855 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
29th Jun 2014 11:47pm
29th Jun 2014 11:47pm
God is dead
They say God made up all creation
he made our souls and our relations
he made up space and gravitation
and weed to buy back at the station
but what's he for in education
he made our wars and confrontations
he grew a disloyal fucked up nation
fighting like dogs in animation
so it doesn't make sense, our infatuation
a god not solved in our equation
I think he's out and on vacation
I've lost the will for concentration
it's hard to trust
at least for me
in something that I will never see
I just don't...
he made our souls and our relations
he made up space and gravitation
and weed to buy back at the station
but what's he for in education
he made our wars and confrontations
he grew a disloyal fucked up nation
fighting like dogs in animation
so it doesn't make sense, our infatuation
a god not solved in our equation
I think he's out and on vacation
I've lost the will for concentration
it's hard to trust
at least for me
in something that I will never see
I just don't...
843 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
13th Jun 2014 5:58am
13th Jun 2014 5:58am
I am the poet
You say I should no longer write
of war and drugs holding you tight
of war and famine and pestilence blight
when death comes killing over night
you say my mind's going astray
there's things I can think though should never say
is this how mind
will forever stay
oh do you really
feel this way
well my mind's a killing in this war
my heart is blackened at it's core
I can no longer stay sane for
these thoughts of mine
are killing more
killing one
by the shore
killing two
through the brain
killing several
now there...
of war and drugs holding you tight
of war and famine and pestilence blight
when death comes killing over night
you say my mind's going astray
there's things I can think though should never say
is this how mind
will forever stay
oh do you really
feel this way
well my mind's a killing in this war
my heart is blackened at it's core
I can no longer stay sane for
these thoughts of mine
are killing more
killing one
by the shore
killing two
through the brain
killing several
now there...
801 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Jun 2014 4:35am
10th Jun 2014 4:35am
Like a Poe
Raw determination
imagination fuels it
scrambled information
what poem to write can't choose it
too much anticipation
about to fucking lose it
you'll hear this over nations
like elevator music
we'll fuck atop a rainbow
when yellow hippos fly
swap hormones every day
on rainbows we shall lie
together every day
until we fucking die
cigarettes meth and weed cocaine and dust our party high
in this association
I'm an abomination
rapping in combination
yet you're in captivation
my endless innovation
check this...
imagination fuels it
scrambled information
what poem to write can't choose it
too much anticipation
about to fucking lose it
you'll hear this over nations
like elevator music
we'll fuck atop a rainbow
when yellow hippos fly
swap hormones every day
on rainbows we shall lie
together every day
until we fucking die
cigarettes meth and weed cocaine and dust our party high
in this association
I'm an abomination
rapping in combination
yet you're in captivation
my endless innovation
check this...
1117 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
9th Jun 2014 00:57am
9th Jun 2014 00:57am
Death (part three)
Death climbs into bed without getting undressed
Death climbs into bed every night, depressed
with the knife by her side and her life a mess
the death of Death's death Death get's quite obsessed
hiding behind a veil of lies
hidden behind a thin disguise
this isn't the way she wanted to live
do not they have
none fucking eyes
is life worth living
she is unsure
you know your much used signature
there's nothing in life for us two I implore
nothing less
nothing more
as she walks back
under that rain
losing track...
Death climbs into bed every night, depressed
with the knife by her side and her life a mess
the death of Death's death Death get's quite obsessed
hiding behind a veil of lies
hidden behind a thin disguise
this isn't the way she wanted to live
do not they have
none fucking eyes
is life worth living
she is unsure
you know your much used signature
there's nothing in life for us two I implore
nothing less
nothing more
as she walks back
under that rain
losing track...
817 reads
0 Comments
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