Submissions by baptizedbydafire (Odyne)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
24th Jun 2011 00:23am
24th Jun 2011 00:23am
Mushi
There is a dark painful sensation
That lingers on the boarder of my perception
It screams at me and gives me a headache
Only when I walk pass the bad creation
It controls me and forces an delusion
And everything I see is just an hallucination
I try to break free but its a tough construction
Overtime it will dissipate like precipitation
And come back to linger on the boarders of my perception
That lingers on the boarder of my perception
It screams at me and gives me a headache
Only when I walk pass the bad creation
It controls me and forces an delusion
And everything I see is just an hallucination
I try to break free but its a tough construction
Overtime it will dissipate like precipitation
And come back to linger on the boarders of my perception
831 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
10th May 2011 7:29pm
10th May 2011 7:29pm
Bit Collector
His dismembered collection is vast
Jars and tanks are filled with random organs
Placed like trophies he admires them
Pieces from men and some women
Preserved for horrendous experiments
Hell bent science is funded by these unwilling specimens
Limb funding…
Stitched horrors worked and operated on
Trying to perfect the imperfections of human error
He sews together bits of graveyard harvesting
Blood infused in giving life again to the once deceased
Electrical pulses quicken the stochastic results
Bending the spiritless stumps for...
Jars and tanks are filled with random organs
Placed like trophies he admires them
Pieces from men and some women
Preserved for horrendous experiments
Hell bent science is funded by these unwilling specimens
Limb funding…
Stitched horrors worked and operated on
Trying to perfect the imperfections of human error
He sews together bits of graveyard harvesting
Blood infused in giving life again to the once deceased
Electrical pulses quicken the stochastic results
Bending the spiritless stumps for...
798 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th May 2011 1:37pm
5th May 2011 1:37pm
And you become the lions
Do you wanna take a step back
In fact I'll extract your ambitions
Set traps on your expeditions
And when you reload I'll remove the ammunition
You take your adventure to the jungle and hunt down your prey with binoculurs
Then tackle them down with calming gestures
And finnaly ripping them apart with a cage
The poor animals are dead inside and want to leave
But you only see them as food and a zoo attraction...
In fact I'll extract your ambitions
Set traps on your expeditions
And when you reload I'll remove the ammunition
You take your adventure to the jungle and hunt down your prey with binoculurs
Then tackle them down with calming gestures
And finnaly ripping them apart with a cage
The poor animals are dead inside and want to leave
But you only see them as food and a zoo attraction...
741 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Apr 2011 6:02pm
18th Apr 2011 6:02pm
False Beauty
Its dissapointing that you cover your head with a mask so that no one can see the real you
but with my x-ray eyes i can see right through.
you hide your hair under someone eles's now how sick does that sound?
you apply a new face with paint thats only for clowns
do you not appreciate or accept your own shroud?
are you so eager to impress the crowd?
are you to lazy to work for your own mound?
you are lost but will be found
it seems the mask is starting to form your face
Itry to pull it off but its skin braced.
so i guess I'll just walk way and end this...
but with my x-ray eyes i can see right through.
you hide your hair under someone eles's now how sick does that sound?
you apply a new face with paint thats only for clowns
do you not appreciate or accept your own shroud?
are you so eager to impress the crowd?
are you to lazy to work for your own mound?
you are lost but will be found
it seems the mask is starting to form your face
Itry to pull it off but its skin braced.
so i guess I'll just walk way and end this...
1304 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
7th Sep 2010 7:37pm
7th Sep 2010 7:37pm
Cupid shoots hate arrows
i was born to be a slave
the devil beat me till my head formed a concave
little nymphs snicker at my apparel and hoping to see what my feelings gave
black hooded enties kick spit and slap me cuse im human
all this physical and emotional pain is making the weather a little to humid
in my right buttcheek not love but hate shoots from cupid
sabotoging my viens
hand me the scaple so i can surgically remove the pain
i think i need to be moved from this hospital to a asylum cause im going insane
im so messed up im seeing and hearing things
maybe cause of the...
the devil beat me till my head formed a concave
little nymphs snicker at my apparel and hoping to see what my feelings gave
black hooded enties kick spit and slap me cuse im human
all this physical and emotional pain is making the weather a little to humid
in my right buttcheek not love but hate shoots from cupid
sabotoging my viens
hand me the scaple so i can surgically remove the pain
i think i need to be moved from this hospital to a asylum cause im going insane
im so messed up im seeing and hearing things
maybe cause of the...
848 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Jun 2010 10:09pm
17th Jun 2010 10:09pm
Frank the Butcher
Bloody,dreadful,gruesome,insane
Frank the Butcher is his name
slash after slash,slice after slice
guts fall out perfect and nice
he may seem nice
you better think twice
he uses his charm
to cause you harm
so you better be alarmed
and prepare to be armed
for when he's about to attack
you better react
or you'll have a gash in your back
he'll never let you relax
escape if you can
he'll be waiting at the doorstand
with an axe in his hand
you can be brave, or you can be afraid
but dont be amazed
at his fearful gaze...
Frank the Butcher is his name
slash after slash,slice after slice
guts fall out perfect and nice
he may seem nice
you better think twice
he uses his charm
to cause you harm
so you better be alarmed
and prepare to be armed
for when he's about to attack
you better react
or you'll have a gash in your back
he'll never let you relax
escape if you can
he'll be waiting at the doorstand
with an axe in his hand
you can be brave, or you can be afraid
but dont be amazed
at his fearful gaze...
974 reads
12 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Jun 2010 00:12am
17th Jun 2010 00:12am
Madhouse
Blood everywhere what a scare when i hurt im unaware
if you fuck with me i'll claw your ass down like a bear
im not fair but who cares im insane and thats all thats thier.
so if you walk pass me you better know who you walking pass here.
i will lay your body to rest when i rip your heart out your chest
but dont be upset
cause im from the
Madhouse!
im on the ceilling i dont look very appleaing
my fleash is revealing the blood is spilling
the corpese's skin are pealing
less breathing more bleeding
this axe is a killing it'll kill...
if you fuck with me i'll claw your ass down like a bear
im not fair but who cares im insane and thats all thats thier.
so if you walk pass me you better know who you walking pass here.
i will lay your body to rest when i rip your heart out your chest
but dont be upset
cause im from the
Madhouse!
im on the ceilling i dont look very appleaing
my fleash is revealing the blood is spilling
the corpese's skin are pealing
less breathing more bleeding
this axe is a killing it'll kill...
1055 reads
4 Comments
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