Submissions by black-roses (rosy)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
as a poet i would say that im more on the dark side but i can be on the bright side but i care not to write happy things
SELF POEM
Published
20th Nov 2010 4:45am
20th Nov 2010 4:45am
Is god a figment of our imagination?
Don't hate me
becauseIm not sureI believe in god
i just want proof
people say you dont need proof to believe
you just need tosee
but what if god is a figment of out imagination
they went to hisgrave and looked to seeif he was there
and he wasnt
maybe he he was just a image in our head
Im notsaying he isnt real
i just want something to believe in
but what ifIm a non-believer?
becauseIm not sureI believe in god
i just want proof
people say you dont need proof to believe
you just need tosee
but what if god is a figment of out imagination
they went to hisgrave and looked to seeif he was there
and he wasnt
maybe he he was just a image in our head
Im notsaying he isnt real
i just want something to believe in
but what ifIm a non-believer?
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Nov 2010 3:10am
17th Nov 2010 3:10am
you are cordially invited
You are cordially invited to
The royal ball of death
the devil will be there himself
but theres a twist you see
this isnt any ordinary ball
every one must dress up as the devil
its a contest
who ever finds the real devil
wins
the prize?
hell forever with the devil himself
the odds?
1 in 1
why?
every body is evil
were always the devil in some way
Yours truly
The Devil Himelf
The royal ball of death
the devil will be there himself
but theres a twist you see
this isnt any ordinary ball
every one must dress up as the devil
its a contest
who ever finds the real devil
wins
the prize?
hell forever with the devil himself
the odds?
1 in 1
why?
every body is evil
were always the devil in some way
Yours truly
The Devil Himelf
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Nov 2010 10:20pm
6th Nov 2010 10:20pm
Living hell calls your name will you go or will you side with god?
My life has turned to hell, My road to my terror will soon begin, andI will be living death only by it's hinges and its strings.
WhatI say may all be a lie but inside of me thereis a black pit full of haterd love. Lets go back to the days when we were all playing with our toys as our parents sat back and watched us turn into devils from there point of view, but really we were losing our selves piece by piece.
Our pieces will be consumed by the death of the demon gallows, and will be through the devils despair and the pieces will be burned in the hells burning fire.
The hells...
WhatI say may all be a lie but inside of me thereis a black pit full of haterd love. Lets go back to the days when we were all playing with our toys as our parents sat back and watched us turn into devils from there point of view, but really we were losing our selves piece by piece.
Our pieces will be consumed by the death of the demon gallows, and will be through the devils despair and the pieces will be burned in the hells burning fire.
The hells...
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Oct 2010 1:12am
27th Oct 2010 1:12am
Just maybe
you'r description of my life
makes me wanna cry
Im not deppresed nor amI emo
maybee these are lies
but I've learned to cover up lies
with even bigger ones
my life might havebeen better
IfI didn't lie all the time
butI dont know how to express my feelings
Im sorryI hurted you
Im sorryI can't tellthe truth
Iwas afraid
Iwas afraid that you were gonna break my heart
my heart Is fragile as you can see
butI wishI could die
Ihave a brilliant mind
but some timesI dont take my own advice
maybe this Is just life
life...
makes me wanna cry
Im not deppresed nor amI emo
maybee these are lies
but I've learned to cover up lies
with even bigger ones
my life might havebeen better
IfI didn't lie all the time
butI dont know how to express my feelings
Im sorryI hurted you
Im sorryI can't tellthe truth
Iwas afraid
Iwas afraid that you were gonna break my heart
my heart Is fragile as you can see
butI wishI could die
Ihave a brilliant mind
but some timesI dont take my own advice
maybe this Is just life
life...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Oct 2010 00:31am
25th Oct 2010 00:31am
forever stuck
forgiveand forget
I regret
What I did
melancholic
Is whatI feel
Im just your replacment
I know Im not you
butI know how you feel
tell me why
im sorry
but sorry never helped any one
did it?
its my life
why cant I be free?
like a eagle
I wishI could fly a million miles away from you
Instead my roots are down in the earth
right next to you
........
forever
I regret
What I did
melancholic
Is whatI feel
Im just your replacment
I know Im not you
butI know how you feel
tell me why
im sorry
but sorry never helped any one
did it?
its my life
why cant I be free?
like a eagle
I wishI could fly a million miles away from you
Instead my roots are down in the earth
right next to you
........
forever
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STORY POEM
Published
21st Sep 2010 4:49am
21st Sep 2010 4:49am
death wish
Silence swept over the room, yet chilling me.
"Do you think you could escape from me?" the powerful lady asked echos bouncing off the walls.
I sat there frigid whispering "Yes i did but i see that you came around to get off yourroyal ass for once" i said with a smirk.
"i pitty you, you think that you can out smart me? ha i have men that can torture you in the most horbile ways."
"i've forgotten that you dont kill anymore so you pay people to kill for you, being locked up in this dreaded chamber has been mind losing for i never talk...
"Do you think you could escape from me?" the powerful lady asked echos bouncing off the walls.
I sat there frigid whispering "Yes i did but i see that you came around to get off yourroyal ass for once" i said with a smirk.
"i pitty you, you think that you can out smart me? ha i have men that can torture you in the most horbile ways."
"i've forgotten that you dont kill anymore so you pay people to kill for you, being locked up in this dreaded chamber has been mind losing for i never talk...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2010 00:51am
2nd Sep 2010 00:51am
i got it
I'm not sure if you did it on purpose
but it worked
you knew that i would get jelous
you wanted me to give my hopes up
but i still got them
the winner is the loser and the loser is still the same
so forget all your dreams
Itore them down from your silver lining
so pack your shit
and leave me
im done with you
im in the clouds on my way home
you can sit there and pretend dumb
but I'm all good
as long as i got my hopes
but it worked
you knew that i would get jelous
you wanted me to give my hopes up
but i still got them
the winner is the loser and the loser is still the same
so forget all your dreams
Itore them down from your silver lining
so pack your shit
and leave me
im done with you
im in the clouds on my way home
you can sit there and pretend dumb
but I'm all good
as long as i got my hopes
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Jul 2010 6:45am
29th Jul 2010 6:45am
pack your shit
blood tears streaming down my face
dripping intoa pool of blood
i want to die
and live in peace
but you wont let me
because you said you loved me
but your never around
to care
or to notice my scars
but why are you againts my vision
is it because it could bring you great pain
knowing that im happy
but you want me to be miserible
for the rest of my life
cause i can't shake this feeling off
i've had it for years
and now your here
ruining my plans
if you left me
i would be happy as could be
so pack your...
dripping intoa pool of blood
i want to die
and live in peace
but you wont let me
because you said you loved me
but your never around
to care
or to notice my scars
but why are you againts my vision
is it because it could bring you great pain
knowing that im happy
but you want me to be miserible
for the rest of my life
cause i can't shake this feeling off
i've had it for years
and now your here
ruining my plans
if you left me
i would be happy as could be
so pack your...
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Jul 2010 5:12am
29th Jul 2010 5:12am
what happend?
I'mnot whoI was afour yearsago
I was a good kid
but I'm out
doing drugs
cutting myself
changing my mind every five minutes
putting on eye liner superdark
getting drunk
going to partys
kissing guys
not doing what my parents tell me what to do
getting suspended from school
going to prep to punk to goth and back to prep
Icuss in every sentence
Iwant the old me back
I was a good kid
but I'm out
doing drugs
cutting myself
changing my mind every five minutes
putting on eye liner superdark
getting drunk
going to partys
kissing guys
not doing what my parents tell me what to do
getting suspended from school
going to prep to punk to goth and back to prep
Icuss in every sentence
Iwant the old me back
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Jul 2010 7:18am
27th Jul 2010 7:18am
reality
the monsters we make
are harder to shake off than reality
it'sa problem
reality is likea rip in your jeans you can sew them and there fixed
but monsters can keep coming back
people would pay big money just to talk to shrink to get rid of a problem
and they don't help one bit
the monsters you make
you have to get rid of,
you have to set a goal in life
otherwise your just gonna......
fail
are harder to shake off than reality
it'sa problem
reality is likea rip in your jeans you can sew them and there fixed
but monsters can keep coming back
people would pay big money just to talk to shrink to get rid of a problem
and they don't help one bit
the monsters you make
you have to get rid of,
you have to set a goal in life
otherwise your just gonna......
fail
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Jul 2010 10:13pm
26th Jul 2010 10:13pm
refelcted water
medows of darkness
dancing trees,
with evil laughter
screaming bees
burning roses
bloody water
your reflection is a white face
stiches along your face
cold hard black eyes
looking back at you
telling you everything is okay
quickly the reflection is now a joyus little girl with pigtails
suddenly she's no longer little she's now dead
because your sould is dead
dancing trees,
with evil laughter
screaming bees
burning roses
bloody water
your reflection is a white face
stiches along your face
cold hard black eyes
looking back at you
telling you everything is okay
quickly the reflection is now a joyus little girl with pigtails
suddenly she's no longer little she's now dead
because your sould is dead
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Jul 2010 6:40am
26th Jul 2010 6:40am
don't worry it's over now
another page ripped out of my life
feeling as if that it were knife
pulling at skin
knowing that my only strife in life is to fight
in a cause of death were to happen
it would be unbearable
yet i can't come around tomy purpose to to jump off of twelve story building
ending my life
falling into a pile of black roses.
and thorns sticking into my skin
drawing blood every where
who would clean it up?
not that i should worry
people would wonder
was she crazy? physchatic? delusional?
knowing ityes
front page in the newspaper
but...
feeling as if that it were knife
pulling at skin
knowing that my only strife in life is to fight
in a cause of death were to happen
it would be unbearable
yet i can't come around tomy purpose to to jump off of twelve story building
ending my life
falling into a pile of black roses.
and thorns sticking into my skin
drawing blood every where
who would clean it up?
not that i should worry
people would wonder
was she crazy? physchatic? delusional?
knowing ityes
front page in the newspaper
but...
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