Submissions by azalia
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
queen of darkness and princess of awkward. ALL HAIL THE QUEEN!
DARK POEM
Published
27th Jul 2013 3:27am
27th Jul 2013 3:27am
angels
falling from the sky
those angels are dead
floating down from high
I followed them and they lead,
down and down and down
into the depths of despair
the further you go the more you drown,
and your forced to frown,
as you go to where,
the devil will stare,
into your polluted soul
with eyes black as coal
and a voice dark as death
with razor hands that will clasp your very last breath
you burn in the depths of hell
with melting skin
so then, pray tell
why you came within
the scorching atmosphere
your intentions are...
those angels are dead
floating down from high
I followed them and they lead,
down and down and down
into the depths of despair
the further you go the more you drown,
and your forced to frown,
as you go to where,
the devil will stare,
into your polluted soul
with eyes black as coal
and a voice dark as death
with razor hands that will clasp your very last breath
you burn in the depths of hell
with melting skin
so then, pray tell
why you came within
the scorching atmosphere
your intentions are...
695 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Feb 2013 9:45pm
26th Feb 2013 9:45pm
BALLOON
if you put me near a balloon
you should know that it will be popped soon
taking my thin little silver pin
and pushing it through the rubber skin
listening to the poor things air explosion
and watching it have a mini compolsion
you should know that it will be popped soon
taking my thin little silver pin
and pushing it through the rubber skin
listening to the poor things air explosion
and watching it have a mini compolsion
679 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
26th Feb 2013 9:34pm
26th Feb 2013 9:34pm
burn
my senses feel alive
my soul no longer deprived
no longer in my depressive state
the music that fixes my fate
gives me life and feeling
my sadness it is stealing
Im screaming, but in the good way
I can finally yell what I want to say
my body jumping, moving, twisting, and turning
my soul inside me no longer burning
the music worms its way to my brain
and emptys out all the pain
the fire is gone
put out by the music of the rain
my soul no longer deprived
no longer in my depressive state
the music that fixes my fate
gives me life and feeling
my sadness it is stealing
Im screaming, but in the good way
I can finally yell what I want to say
my body jumping, moving, twisting, and turning
my soul inside me no longer burning
the music worms its way to my brain
and emptys out all the pain
the fire is gone
put out by the music of the rain
888 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Feb 2013 11:01pm
12th Feb 2013 11:01pm
Me
Why must these godforsaken tears stream down my face
Why must I feel them burn with emotion, and be stuck in this horrible place
why do I act and why do I pretend
why do I not tell them ways I thought my life can end
why must they not see what I write
why can't they see how good the darkness is, and how bad the light
Why must I hide my dark mind
why must I be quiet and get left behind
why do I dream of hatred and death
why do I dream of taking a life and listening to its last breath
why is life made of feelings and emotion
Why is it like that,...
Why must I feel them burn with emotion, and be stuck in this horrible place
why do I act and why do I pretend
why do I not tell them ways I thought my life can end
why must they not see what I write
why can't they see how good the darkness is, and how bad the light
Why must I hide my dark mind
why must I be quiet and get left behind
why do I dream of hatred and death
why do I dream of taking a life and listening to its last breath
why is life made of feelings and emotion
Why is it like that,...
659 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Feb 2013 10:45pm
12th Feb 2013 10:45pm
cemetary
as you stand
in the land made of grey
to those in the afterlife
you will pray
lay the rose
upon the gave
and the soul in the afterlife
you will save
close your eyes
and say goodbye
the tears streaming down your face
show respect for the people who die
in the land made of grey
to those in the afterlife
you will pray
lay the rose
upon the gave
and the soul in the afterlife
you will save
close your eyes
and say goodbye
the tears streaming down your face
show respect for the people who die
688 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Feb 2013 3:24am
12th Feb 2013 3:24am
suicide
you say goodbye to your loved ones
thats when you'll last be kissed
go in your room and take out the knife
put it to your arm and slice your wrist
thats when you'll last be kissed
go in your room and take out the knife
put it to your arm and slice your wrist
626 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Feb 2013 3:20am
12th Feb 2013 3:20am
Weak
I am weak
I'm made of weakness
I have been told before
I've been told
"you're weak
you're nothing
you never should have been born
you're a dissapointment
you're a pansy
don't be a pussy and cry
shut up and sit down and don't be such a girl"
I try not to but I don't succeed
I'm not weak but you make me weak
they treat me like I'm nothing
I act like a girl because I am one
I cry because I'm human
I'm scared and sad because of you
it's because of you I'm like this
so dont be surprised if you are to awake
with...
I'm made of weakness
I have been told before
I've been told
"you're weak
you're nothing
you never should have been born
you're a dissapointment
you're a pansy
don't be a pussy and cry
shut up and sit down and don't be such a girl"
I try not to but I don't succeed
I'm not weak but you make me weak
they treat me like I'm nothing
I act like a girl because I am one
I cry because I'm human
I'm scared and sad because of you
it's because of you I'm like this
so dont be surprised if you are to awake
with...
876 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th Jan 2013 2:29am
11th Jan 2013 2:29am
Frankenstein Girl
they've torn me apart
ripped me into peices
then sewed me back together
the pain never ceases
you can see the stitches
along each arm
I'm now numb
can't feel any harm
my heart no longer beats
it's just a black hole in my chest
I can't love
I can never rest
talking is not an option
it doesn't exists for me
I am mute
can't touch or talk, only hear and see
I'm not evil
not an abomination
I'm not here
always away on a personal vacation
I'm not special anymore
I'm a rock, not a pearl...
ripped me into peices
then sewed me back together
the pain never ceases
you can see the stitches
along each arm
I'm now numb
can't feel any harm
my heart no longer beats
it's just a black hole in my chest
I can't love
I can never rest
talking is not an option
it doesn't exists for me
I am mute
can't touch or talk, only hear and see
I'm not evil
not an abomination
I'm not here
always away on a personal vacation
I'm not special anymore
I'm a rock, not a pearl...
785 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jan 2013 3:17pm
6th Jan 2013 3:17pm
the people and me
1,2,3
eyes are staring at me
4,5,6
they're all a bunch of pricks
7,8,9
my life is falling out of line
10,11,12
they only care about themselves
13,14,15
too many suicidal thoughts I've seen
eyes are staring at me
4,5,6
they're all a bunch of pricks
7,8,9
my life is falling out of line
10,11,12
they only care about themselves
13,14,15
too many suicidal thoughts I've seen
761 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Jan 2013 3:28am
6th Jan 2013 3:28am
Jar of Hearts
he is a breaker
destroyer of lives
who feels no emotion
through all of their cries
they beg,plead,cry
for him to stay
but he just ignores
and with their minds he will play
he hurt them
to him it's a game
those hurt girls are ripped pieces of art
it gives him fame
and thus was born the jar of hearts
jar of hearts
hearts in his jar
once he gets the girl's heart,they won't make it far
but when he broke a certain girl
who was already broke
who was faint but strong
the game was put in a whirl
...
destroyer of lives
who feels no emotion
through all of their cries
they beg,plead,cry
for him to stay
but he just ignores
and with their minds he will play
he hurt them
to him it's a game
those hurt girls are ripped pieces of art
it gives him fame
and thus was born the jar of hearts
jar of hearts
hearts in his jar
once he gets the girl's heart,they won't make it far
but when he broke a certain girl
who was already broke
who was faint but strong
the game was put in a whirl
...
935 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Jan 2013 2:53am
6th Jan 2013 2:53am
the prince of lies
he calls himself,
the prince of lies
the king of deception
winner of the worst
with no exception
ruler of wrongs
emperor of tricks
boss of bending the truth
but he's really just a dick
he screwed over everyone
now he has no one to trust
lost all of his business
he's just dirt,mingling in all the dust
he was head of the mafia
puppeteer of people
the gruesomest of guys
but now he's nothing,no one
what happened to our prince of lies?
the prince of lies
the king of deception
winner of the worst
with no exception
ruler of wrongs
emperor of tricks
boss of bending the truth
but he's really just a dick
he screwed over everyone
now he has no one to trust
lost all of his business
he's just dirt,mingling in all the dust
he was head of the mafia
puppeteer of people
the gruesomest of guys
but now he's nothing,no one
what happened to our prince of lies?
764 reads
4 Comments
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