Submissions by XXbloodroseXX (Blackwolf)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a poet that sees the pain in life that most want to ignore in fact i can write anything you want love joy happiness sorrow loss and death just ask i will write it.
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
4th Jan 2010 9:17pm
4th Jan 2010 9:17pm
lady death
A light goes out in the night.
A soul lost to the knashing teeth of chaos.
They will shed tears at the funeral no one know's how she died.
they will say she was happy.
They will say she loved life.
They won't ever know what pain she hid deep inside.
A girl that had no past had more lies than a story book.
She lived a life of happiness and lies.
Why did she do it?
they ask the same questions they did in the last town she stoped in.
She stand's on the edge of the crowd, A specter at her own funeral.
Her body was found in her own bed.
She was in...
A soul lost to the knashing teeth of chaos.
They will shed tears at the funeral no one know's how she died.
they will say she was happy.
They will say she loved life.
They won't ever know what pain she hid deep inside.
A girl that had no past had more lies than a story book.
She lived a life of happiness and lies.
Why did she do it?
they ask the same questions they did in the last town she stoped in.
She stand's on the edge of the crowd, A specter at her own funeral.
Her body was found in her own bed.
She was in...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jan 2010 3:19pm
4th Jan 2010 3:19pm
My Ice Angel
A broken Boy,
A tormented soul.
Left alone in the cold,
No place to go.
A heart so cold,
And full of dread.
No tears can fall
From his kind gold eye's.
No fire can warm his
Frozen toe's.
His nose is cold,
And his lip's are a placid blue.
I am afraid if he moves
He will surely break.
He shakes and shakes not a
Sound will he make.
I want to hold him,
I want to kiss him.
He is my Ice angel,
With golden hair,
So very fair.
His skin is pale.
His golden eyes seek out mine.
A story told of a love divine....
A tormented soul.
Left alone in the cold,
No place to go.
A heart so cold,
And full of dread.
No tears can fall
From his kind gold eye's.
No fire can warm his
Frozen toe's.
His nose is cold,
And his lip's are a placid blue.
I am afraid if he moves
He will surely break.
He shakes and shakes not a
Sound will he make.
I want to hold him,
I want to kiss him.
He is my Ice angel,
With golden hair,
So very fair.
His skin is pale.
His golden eyes seek out mine.
A story told of a love divine....
1193 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Dec 2009 6:20pm
17th Dec 2009 6:20pm
No time for love.
No time for tears,
finish the fight.
No time for fears,
Don't stop the chant.
No time to hide,
Your a solider now.
Never let them see your tears.
Don't let them see you fall,
But most of all never show your fears.
Keep on chanting Don't ever stop the march
Don't let them know your weak.
Keep on fighting.
Don't fall down,
Keep on moving.
finish the fight.
No time for fears,
Don't stop the chant.
No time to hide,
Your a solider now.
Never let them see your tears.
Don't let them see you fall,
But most of all never show your fears.
Keep on chanting Don't ever stop the march
Don't let them know your weak.
Keep on fighting.
Don't fall down,
Keep on moving.
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Dec 2009 8:21pm
16th Dec 2009 8:21pm
blood tattoos
knife slowly moving over flesh,
Blood welling from the wounds.
A design of flesh only death could love.
A picture only I can create.
Life unmoving,
Dreams undreamed,
Nothing can stop the knife.
Slowley carving a pattern
or story into my arm.
Moon's of the past.
Trees grow in my blood.
always moving never still,
Still it is pouring down my arm,
Hot and fast.
Like a living red torrent of blood,
I know you frown at me but I just smile
I know my ways are morbid and the blood is messy
But don't worry I'll clean it up.
After...
Blood welling from the wounds.
A design of flesh only death could love.
A picture only I can create.
Life unmoving,
Dreams undreamed,
Nothing can stop the knife.
Slowley carving a pattern
or story into my arm.
Moon's of the past.
Trees grow in my blood.
always moving never still,
Still it is pouring down my arm,
Hot and fast.
Like a living red torrent of blood,
I know you frown at me but I just smile
I know my ways are morbid and the blood is messy
But don't worry I'll clean it up.
After...
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Dec 2009 3:13pm
16th Dec 2009 3:13pm
slit
turn and sigh,
no time for lies.
open your heart,
now rip it apart.
run and hide,
no time to cry.
cut your wrists,
clench your fists.
try and lie,
no time to cry.
take a deep breath,
inhale something,
exhale nothing.
no time to cry,
no time to die.
cut up wrists and clenched fists.
this is death.
no time for lies.
open your heart,
now rip it apart.
run and hide,
no time to cry.
cut your wrists,
clench your fists.
try and lie,
no time to cry.
take a deep breath,
inhale something,
exhale nothing.
no time to cry,
no time to die.
cut up wrists and clenched fists.
this is death.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Dec 2009 8:44pm
15th Dec 2009 8:44pm
Stranger
His breath smells like cigarettes.
Eyes as grey as steel his necklace gleams in the
Harsh light of the lamps.
He watches me from the shadows,
His eyes like moons, waiting.
Curiosity out moves my fear,
I confront the stranger.
His mouth lies while his eyes try
To hide what he holds deep inside.
I am watching the cars he says.
He is lying i know it.
His tattoos tell a story only
He knows.
His goatee says he is defiant and in charge
His hair is yellow and gray, but he is young
Not old, he is hiding something i want to know
What...
Eyes as grey as steel his necklace gleams in the
Harsh light of the lamps.
He watches me from the shadows,
His eyes like moons, waiting.
Curiosity out moves my fear,
I confront the stranger.
His mouth lies while his eyes try
To hide what he holds deep inside.
I am watching the cars he says.
He is lying i know it.
His tattoos tell a story only
He knows.
His goatee says he is defiant and in charge
His hair is yellow and gray, but he is young
Not old, he is hiding something i want to know
What...
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Dec 2009 3:39pm
15th Dec 2009 3:39pm
fear
I am lost in my fear.
No more worries or tears.
I am all alone,
I fear the night for that is when he will strike.
my heart heart is in pain,
my fears are here again.
I need to be Free but I know the price I will pay.
His eyes shine out from the shadows.
his knife glitters wickedly.
no time to run and hide.
Tonight I must Die.
He moves like a snake.
Silent is his task he wants it clean and quick.
My blood hits the ground.
Tonight I will die and so will he.
I fear nothing and noone
I hate his face and all he is for.
I inow what...
No more worries or tears.
I am all alone,
I fear the night for that is when he will strike.
my heart heart is in pain,
my fears are here again.
I need to be Free but I know the price I will pay.
His eyes shine out from the shadows.
his knife glitters wickedly.
no time to run and hide.
Tonight I must Die.
He moves like a snake.
Silent is his task he wants it clean and quick.
My blood hits the ground.
Tonight I will die and so will he.
I fear nothing and noone
I hate his face and all he is for.
I inow what...
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Nov 2009 8:36pm
11th Nov 2009 8:36pm
shadow
I live in shadows.
I am forever wraped in sorrow.
Never screaming never crying,
no sound comes from my mouth
I am forever in sorrow.
My heart is in pain,
never to be free again.
My love is gone and I'm alone.
I have been left in the shadows
of their minds never to be
seen or heard just a small
reminder of what i once was.
A shadow made of sorrow that
wanders through the halls of
the school never to be loved,
Never to be Spoken too.
I am a ghost that is in need of a friend.
A ghost that has no more love.
i am a shadow...
I am forever wraped in sorrow.
Never screaming never crying,
no sound comes from my mouth
I am forever in sorrow.
My heart is in pain,
never to be free again.
My love is gone and I'm alone.
I have been left in the shadows
of their minds never to be
seen or heard just a small
reminder of what i once was.
A shadow made of sorrow that
wanders through the halls of
the school never to be loved,
Never to be Spoken too.
I am a ghost that is in need of a friend.
A ghost that has no more love.
i am a shadow...
1084 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Nov 2009 8:36pm
11th Nov 2009 8:36pm
shadow man
There once was a man,
Who was called the shadow man.
He loved a girl,
Who knew nothing of him.
Each day his heart was torn apart,
The girl knew not of his love.
He went on living in the shadows,
His one true love lived in the light.
He knew her well,
But she knew not of him.
Her life was of shadows,
Her heart of dreams.
He wanted her to be his,
She knew not of this wish.
She was looking in the light for the one,
Who would hold her tight.
She searched all day then went
Home to live in shadows,
He admired...
Who was called the shadow man.
He loved a girl,
Who knew nothing of him.
Each day his heart was torn apart,
The girl knew not of his love.
He went on living in the shadows,
His one true love lived in the light.
He knew her well,
But she knew not of him.
Her life was of shadows,
Her heart of dreams.
He wanted her to be his,
She knew not of this wish.
She was looking in the light for the one,
Who would hold her tight.
She searched all day then went
Home to live in shadows,
He admired...
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Nov 2009 9:10pm
9th Nov 2009 9:10pm
my lover death
holding my soul,
I know who he is.
He holds my love.
He holds my fate.
tonight I think,
as I lay down to sleep,
I'll say his name.
maybe he'll come.
maybe he'll stay.
I'll call his name
my lover and my killer.
the one man I shall
lay my life down for.
my lover.
my death.
I shall call his name only once.
I can feel his cold embrace.
I can feel his presence of sleep.
I am his now and forever.
my lover.
my death.
my king.
I know who he is.
He holds my love.
He holds my fate.
tonight I think,
as I lay down to sleep,
I'll say his name.
maybe he'll come.
maybe he'll stay.
I'll call his name
my lover and my killer.
the one man I shall
lay my life down for.
my lover.
my death.
I shall call his name only once.
I can feel his cold embrace.
I can feel his presence of sleep.
I am his now and forever.
my lover.
my death.
my king.
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Nov 2009 5:38pm
9th Nov 2009 5:38pm
dark hearts
I can feel his lips on mine.
his hands roaming
all over my body.
I want to scream
as he violates me.
I know that no one
will believe me,
Why does he hate
me so much?
I hide deep inside myself
as I am wounded
It seems that I am alone
in this world.
His hands touch my body
in places they shouldn't.
I know what he want's from me
and I know he is gonna take it.
I cannot fight back.
and I cannot break
away from him.
I cannot get free.
my body is nolonger mine,
I belong to him.
I cry out to the ...
his hands roaming
all over my body.
I want to scream
as he violates me.
I know that no one
will believe me,
Why does he hate
me so much?
I hide deep inside myself
as I am wounded
It seems that I am alone
in this world.
His hands touch my body
in places they shouldn't.
I know what he want's from me
and I know he is gonna take it.
I cannot fight back.
and I cannot break
away from him.
I cannot get free.
my body is nolonger mine,
I belong to him.
I cry out to the ...
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Nov 2009 8:01pm
6th Nov 2009 8:01pm
dark lust.
My Finger's slide down his chest.
His breath quickens and I know this is no dream.
I wrap one hand around the nape of his neck,
Pulling him to me in a passionate kiss.
I can feel his heart beating under my hand.
His lips touch mine softly then move to my ear.
"this isn't real" he breathes.
tears roll down my face as I cling to him.
His lips caress mine as we kiss.
He slides his hand's down my back,
stopping at the small tattoo that I have.
He traces the tattoo there.
He mummers in my ear
about how he misses me.
I want him to...
His breath quickens and I know this is no dream.
I wrap one hand around the nape of his neck,
Pulling him to me in a passionate kiss.
I can feel his heart beating under my hand.
His lips touch mine softly then move to my ear.
"this isn't real" he breathes.
tears roll down my face as I cling to him.
His lips caress mine as we kiss.
He slides his hand's down my back,
stopping at the small tattoo that I have.
He traces the tattoo there.
He mummers in my ear
about how he misses me.
I want him to...
1056 reads
3 Comments
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