Submissions by blackhyde
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hello I am here now I just would like to know if i have anything worth your time thx
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
11th Mar 2012 4:25pm
11th Mar 2012 4:25pm
Goblin Bride
What some folks see on all hallow's eve,
is really hard to believe.
All manner of things, to give us fright,
albeit, once a year, on just one night,
is it true, what they perceive?
The veil between worlds, is thin that day.
At least that's what the ancients say.
A soul can pass tween here and there,
without one even being aware,
and once they have, its far too late!
For when Faery has you, it wont let go,
so this is what you need to know.
Follow the ugly dwarven guide,
and take a comely goblin bride,
for time spent in faery,...
is really hard to believe.
All manner of things, to give us fright,
albeit, once a year, on just one night,
is it true, what they perceive?
The veil between worlds, is thin that day.
At least that's what the ancients say.
A soul can pass tween here and there,
without one even being aware,
and once they have, its far too late!
For when Faery has you, it wont let go,
so this is what you need to know.
Follow the ugly dwarven guide,
and take a comely goblin bride,
for time spent in faery,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Mar 2012 4:04pm
11th Mar 2012 4:04pm
B I M Y M L
Beautiful
Exiting
Corinne
Always
Up-to
Something
Even
If
Most
Is
Stupid
Shit
You
Ofttimes
Unexpectedly
Made
Yourself
Lovable
Openly
Vivaciously
Eternally
Exiting
Corinne
Always
Up-to
Something
Even
If
Most
Is
Stupid
Shit
You
Ofttimes
Unexpectedly
Made
Yourself
Lovable
Openly
Vivaciously
Eternally
790 reads
4 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
10th Mar 2012 11:49pm
10th Mar 2012 11:49pm
Actually
I am angry, actually.
I'm mad at the air.
I'm mad at the noise.
I'm mad at the garbage.
I'm mad at the races.
I'm mad at you!
The air once, so sweet and fair.
Now so polluted its no longer there.
The noise that we hear, just increases our fear.
That it has to be clear, that doomsday is near.
Garbage and waste, on land and at sea.
Piling up, up, and up, how much can there be?
Floating en-mass, where no one can see.
Outta sight: outta mind. The thought sickens me.
The races of TERRA, should all be as...
I'm mad at the air.
I'm mad at the noise.
I'm mad at the garbage.
I'm mad at the races.
I'm mad at you!
The air once, so sweet and fair.
Now so polluted its no longer there.
The noise that we hear, just increases our fear.
That it has to be clear, that doomsday is near.
Garbage and waste, on land and at sea.
Piling up, up, and up, how much can there be?
Floating en-mass, where no one can see.
Outta sight: outta mind. The thought sickens me.
The races of TERRA, should all be as...
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ANGER POEM
Published
10th Mar 2012 11:28pm
10th Mar 2012 11:28pm
Bliss
Ignorance is bliss?
B U L L S H I T!
It is: Ignominious
Grotesque
Narcissism;
That is: Objectionable
Repugnant
Atrophy.
What if: Natures
Consciousness,
Exists?
K N O W L E D G E
Is what it truly is.
B U L L S H I T!
It is: Ignominious
Grotesque
Narcissism;
That is: Objectionable
Repugnant
Atrophy.
What if: Natures
Consciousness,
Exists?
K N O W L E D G E
Is what it truly is.
566 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Mar 2012 3:14pm
9th Mar 2012 3:14pm
It pts1-2
It passed me quite fast
I was speeding to oh well
Hill saw cop and it
I laughed remembered
Story told by one of old
Carefully made home
I was speeding to oh well
Hill saw cop and it
I laughed remembered
Story told by one of old
Carefully made home
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Mar 2012 5:20am
9th Mar 2012 5:20am
Darkness to Sunshine in 8 (8 letter lines)
DARKNESS
Knowledge In A New Realm : Unseen Demonic Hell
Unto Diablo Neophytes Amass : He Readily Infects Kin
Days Until Armageddons Nigh : Kill It Right Here
Revealing Untold Dreams : Higher Ken In A Netherworld
In Keeping Unknown Documents : Humanity Reaches New Airs
Hooray A New Knight : Intentionally Ruining Utter Despair
Rending Unconsciousness Deeply : High Keening Intense Alarms Now
Hearken Kin I Readily Unveil : A New Dawn
SUNSHINE
ps it is a four letter challenge
Knowledge In A New Realm : Unseen Demonic Hell
Unto Diablo Neophytes Amass : He Readily Infects Kin
Days Until Armageddons Nigh : Kill It Right Here
Revealing Untold Dreams : Higher Ken In A Netherworld
In Keeping Unknown Documents : Humanity Reaches New Airs
Hooray A New Knight : Intentionally Ruining Utter Despair
Rending Unconsciousness Deeply : High Keening Intense Alarms Now
Hearken Kin I Readily Unveil : A New Dawn
SUNSHINE
ps it is a four letter challenge
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DARK POEM
Published
8th Mar 2012 8:57pm
8th Mar 2012 8:57pm
Birthed as upbeat: but a funny thing happened...
At five AM
I stood and stared in awe
outside my bedroom window where
a bird
it sang
in the crisp morn air
as it sang its song
of joy and peace
to me of the way things used to be
it also told in days of old the
splendour of a sunrise gold
upon hearing it then and there
the song of our world
so young and rare
it made me hate
my space and time
enough to pen this little...
I stood and stared in awe
outside my bedroom window where
a bird
it sang
in the crisp morn air
as it sang its song
of joy and peace
to me of the way things used to be
it also told in days of old the
splendour of a sunrise gold
upon hearing it then and there
the song of our world
so young and rare
it made me hate
my space and time
enough to pen this little...
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4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
8th Mar 2012 4:21pm
8th Mar 2012 4:21pm
Enough's Enough
Coffee and cigs,
tween seven and ten.
From ten to one,
I smoke God's green grass.
After one, till four,
then beer joins in.
Four till seven,
I'm bummed so i bump.
Seven now till ten again. Loaded on coffee:
cigs; grass; beer; and coke. Now i zoom on shroom.
After ten till 1 AM, as the mix messes me,
I get offered LSD.
Ingest. N
o
r
e
s
t.
One till whenever, I wake in my nest.
It's coming on seven.
Time for a...
tween seven and ten.
From ten to one,
I smoke God's green grass.
After one, till four,
then beer joins in.
Four till seven,
I'm bummed so i bump.
Seven now till ten again. Loaded on coffee:
cigs; grass; beer; and coke. Now i zoom on shroom.
After ten till 1 AM, as the mix messes me,
I get offered LSD.
Ingest. N
o
r
e
s
t.
One till whenever, I wake in my nest.
It's coming on seven.
Time for a...
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Mar 2012 3:12pm
7th Mar 2012 3:12pm
Oh Well
hose and heels and PVC
are some of the fetishes
that appeal to me
golden showers and the pleasures of pain
from those few KINKS
i do abstain
exotic dancers i will pay
to dance in my lap
and BLOW blues away
PORN mags disc and tape
an evening snack
and i masturbate
keep it up youll burn in hell
said the PREACHER man
i said oh well
are some of the fetishes
that appeal to me
golden showers and the pleasures of pain
from those few KINKS
i do abstain
exotic dancers i will pay
to dance in my lap
and BLOW blues away
PORN mags disc and tape
an evening snack
and i masturbate
keep it up youll burn in hell
said the PREACHER man
i said oh well
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Mar 2012 3:04pm
7th Mar 2012 3:04pm
Millionelle
In a red leather mini, wearing fish-nets and heels, with a pink lacy blouse, which her cleavage revealed. Wanda worked Wednesday, at a club called LePeel. She preformed upon stage, twixt midnight and four, and tween her sets, she action-ed the floor. For parting folks from their money, was what she adored.
She met doctors, she met lawyers, she met an Indian chief. She'd
meet a single or a couple, of a different belief. They had one thing in common, they were there for relief. A time to unwind from their hard stressful day. They come here to dream, they come here to play....
She met doctors, she met lawyers, she met an Indian chief. She'd
meet a single or a couple, of a different belief. They had one thing in common, they were there for relief. A time to unwind from their hard stressful day. They come here to dream, they come here to play....
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