Submissions by anonymouslyhere (Pariah Shadow)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I just toss words around until it feels right.
SELF POEM
Published
28th Apr 2014 00:32am
28th Apr 2014 00:32am
incomplete
somethings missing
i can feel it
as i awake
in dawns early light
i spark
a light
maybe its love
maybe its security
or something more
or less
a comfort
a steady hope
laugh it off
fine
over used
quite abused
can't get a feel
for the feeling
of complete
and satisfied
and alright
i long
for this
i can feel it
as i awake
in dawns early light
i spark
a light
maybe its love
maybe its security
or something more
or less
a comfort
a steady hope
laugh it off
fine
over used
quite abused
can't get a feel
for the feeling
of complete
and satisfied
and alright
i long
for this
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ANGER POEM
Published
25th Apr 2014 4:56pm
25th Apr 2014 4:56pm
come awake
come awake
to a nation of prosper
to a nation of freedom
let the decay
of yesterday
float away
and stay
gone from this land
of brothers standing strong
one for all
all for one
no selfishness
just selflessness
come awake
unto a land
where all men
and all women
are given a chance
to a land of old
a forgotten promise land
come awake
where men do not try
to destroy
other men
to a land
were we fight together
and never
fight one another
to a land
of hope
and let...
to a nation of prosper
to a nation of freedom
let the decay
of yesterday
float away
and stay
gone from this land
of brothers standing strong
one for all
all for one
no selfishness
just selflessness
come awake
unto a land
where all men
and all women
are given a chance
to a land of old
a forgotten promise land
come awake
where men do not try
to destroy
other men
to a land
were we fight together
and never
fight one another
to a land
of hope
and let...
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Apr 2014 8:53am
18th Apr 2014 8:53am
story of a loner
alone she sets
a blissful peace
there's a clue in the pages of a book
confront fears
farewell cheers
comfort
in satisfaction
of results
but just in mind
in a diary
a story
lies just beneath
this floor
you never knew
better than the one
on t.v
she bleeds from the wrist
penetrating nights
full if fights
alone with all the frights
violated
excruciated
something of redemption
but not revenge
just avenge
what couldn't stop before
just to never ignore
warning signs...
a blissful peace
there's a clue in the pages of a book
confront fears
farewell cheers
comfort
in satisfaction
of results
but just in mind
in a diary
a story
lies just beneath
this floor
you never knew
better than the one
on t.v
she bleeds from the wrist
penetrating nights
full if fights
alone with all the frights
violated
excruciated
something of redemption
but not revenge
just avenge
what couldn't stop before
just to never ignore
warning signs...
830 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Apr 2014 11:21am
17th Apr 2014 11:21am
beauty
standing here
a beautiful morning
a breeze so calm
so cool
a sight so amazing
being inside of it
so surreal
basking in the glorious
beauty god created
I see people running
not realizing what an amazing moment
there in
almost that of a water-color painting
they do not care
on devices
driving at speeds
to fast to capture
this gorgeousness
I just thank god
I can stand
and enjoy all this beauty
and not pass it along
as nothing special
like so many others
a beautiful morning
a breeze so calm
so cool
a sight so amazing
being inside of it
so surreal
basking in the glorious
beauty god created
I see people running
not realizing what an amazing moment
there in
almost that of a water-color painting
they do not care
on devices
driving at speeds
to fast to capture
this gorgeousness
I just thank god
I can stand
and enjoy all this beauty
and not pass it along
as nothing special
like so many others
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Apr 2014 2:42am
17th Apr 2014 2:42am
so long, good bye, and hello
memories of old
come to mind
dim-lighted room
darkness just outside the window
walks by an old widow
love, love and hatred she says
a good soldier
gave his life
that a young man
might live
selflessly
hate, hate fills the souls
a pain carried
a memory inside
and something to hide
never would i ask
of attest to the facts
just ask to reveal the the hidden
let me forget the forbidden
good bye, good bye forever
and hello tomorrow
come to mind
dim-lighted room
darkness just outside the window
walks by an old widow
love, love and hatred she says
a good soldier
gave his life
that a young man
might live
selflessly
hate, hate fills the souls
a pain carried
a memory inside
and something to hide
never would i ask
of attest to the facts
just ask to reveal the the hidden
let me forget the forbidden
good bye, good bye forever
and hello tomorrow
835 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
15th Apr 2014 5:12am
15th Apr 2014 5:12am
meth death war and heroine
my words are spoken fluidly
I have given up this fight
losing all of my might
the needless embedded in my flesh
in search of something fresh
an empty bottle
a spoon without a light
an empty brick
something has
changed there minds
I see them in a dead spin
heading to the point
of returns no more
the beauty of day
corrupted by the agony of there actions
and the cries from the ones they enclose
desperate souls
eyes of black
surround
the places of sorrow
and mourning
for fellow men
lost
this...
I have given up this fight
losing all of my might
the needless embedded in my flesh
in search of something fresh
an empty bottle
a spoon without a light
an empty brick
something has
changed there minds
I see them in a dead spin
heading to the point
of returns no more
the beauty of day
corrupted by the agony of there actions
and the cries from the ones they enclose
desperate souls
eyes of black
surround
the places of sorrow
and mourning
for fellow men
lost
this...
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Apr 2014 11:13am
14th Apr 2014 11:13am
subtle substances
I shutter at the thoughts
my hand are held shut
so tight
time has torn at me
opening forgotten scares
I tried to keep away
I keep my knife
close
I search for an answer
there words roll with ease
unaware of damage
they have caused
my words matter so muchless
cut me off
unimportance
is all that flows
from my lips
my thoughts unbeknownst
to all who care
Im digging my grave
I am little more
than a slave
tired and numb
is all I have become
damaged goods
an easy...
my hand are held shut
so tight
time has torn at me
opening forgotten scares
I tried to keep away
I keep my knife
close
I search for an answer
there words roll with ease
unaware of damage
they have caused
my words matter so muchless
cut me off
unimportance
is all that flows
from my lips
my thoughts unbeknownst
to all who care
Im digging my grave
I am little more
than a slave
tired and numb
is all I have become
damaged goods
an easy...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Apr 2014 4:45am
7th Apr 2014 4:45am
selfish bastards
complain go ahead
having everything
isn't good enough
its always want more
need more
spoiled brats
of the new age
always something wrong
never right
makes no since
same as for me
we all gloom and doom
when we have it all
even if compared to you I have none
I still have more than some have ever hoped for
and still I complain
moan and bitch
having everything
isn't good enough
its always want more
need more
spoiled brats
of the new age
always something wrong
never right
makes no since
same as for me
we all gloom and doom
when we have it all
even if compared to you I have none
I still have more than some have ever hoped for
and still I complain
moan and bitch
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Apr 2014 11:55am
4th Apr 2014 11:55am
poprocks and pennies
another day goes by
and I set at home
no one coming
I am headed no were
just wasting life
such a pricless thing to waste
doing things that do me little good
making excuses
not making a difference
or chasing my dreams
just setting
thinking
wasting time
feeling sorry for myself
a unhealthy hobby
getting board
wonder why
need to get up
and start running towards
all these thing I want
feeling all these voids
that are all to often
left empty
and I set at home
no one coming
I am headed no were
just wasting life
such a pricless thing to waste
doing things that do me little good
making excuses
not making a difference
or chasing my dreams
just setting
thinking
wasting time
feeling sorry for myself
a unhealthy hobby
getting board
wonder why
need to get up
and start running towards
all these thing I want
feeling all these voids
that are all to often
left empty
730 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Mar 2014 3:25am
31st Mar 2014 3:25am
common clones
synthetic voices
wrapped in molds of synth
everyone jumps to say sympathy
but never with honesty
lying through there teeth
evil as a magnet drawing in
the truth never changes
everlasting it stands
sometimes it seems impossible to know what is truth
it gets cast away behind boxes of lies
and layers of sugar-coated convenience
so shiny so pretty
seems so easy we'll use it
but its no replacement
years go by
days forgotten
remember you remember me
crisp and clear
purely in purity
can't talk about all these...
wrapped in molds of synth
everyone jumps to say sympathy
but never with honesty
lying through there teeth
evil as a magnet drawing in
the truth never changes
everlasting it stands
sometimes it seems impossible to know what is truth
it gets cast away behind boxes of lies
and layers of sugar-coated convenience
so shiny so pretty
seems so easy we'll use it
but its no replacement
years go by
days forgotten
remember you remember me
crisp and clear
purely in purity
can't talk about all these...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Mar 2014 3:05am
31st Mar 2014 3:05am
random questions that run through my head
standing under this
cloudy dark sky
love the view
cannot complain
I smelled a rose
didn't have to stop
pricked my finger on its throne
seen a the devils horn
felt the blood run down
watched it drip
began to wonder
if the sky fell
would there be more sky above
or would in blend in
how much damage
can one do
and can something be worth dying for
if its something that doesn't hold a thought
is war really so bad
aside from being sad
is murder just a normal part of life
do I complain to much
how far could...
cloudy dark sky
love the view
cannot complain
I smelled a rose
didn't have to stop
pricked my finger on its throne
seen a the devils horn
felt the blood run down
watched it drip
began to wonder
if the sky fell
would there be more sky above
or would in blend in
how much damage
can one do
and can something be worth dying for
if its something that doesn't hold a thought
is war really so bad
aside from being sad
is murder just a normal part of life
do I complain to much
how far could...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Mar 2014 8:40am
29th Mar 2014 8:40am
something to light the way
catch me slowly
faint I feel
such a drowning thought
deep seas
digging deeper to find a reason
relief no where in sight
but then a calm matter
a easing trend
slowly taking over
stopping my fear
realizing the only thing that should be feared
in a frightening manner is fear all alone
as a walk though these times
and see all these things
I find comfort in the words
"though I walk in the valley of the shadow of death I fear no evil"
these words jump in my mind
when fear enters my heart
its something I latch...
faint I feel
such a drowning thought
deep seas
digging deeper to find a reason
relief no where in sight
but then a calm matter
a easing trend
slowly taking over
stopping my fear
realizing the only thing that should be feared
in a frightening manner is fear all alone
as a walk though these times
and see all these things
I find comfort in the words
"though I walk in the valley of the shadow of death I fear no evil"
these words jump in my mind
when fear enters my heart
its something I latch...
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