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
DARK POEM
Published
21st Feb 2012 5:32am
21st Feb 2012 5:32am
Hell To Pay
Dorian and his demon dames,
hunted humans, for a home in flames.
If at dawns bell, they did do well.
They'd have a stuffed up sack to sell.
The tools they used, were tempt and tease.
Stealing souls,with some sex and sleaze.
Preferring to play, with their prey.
In sibilant speak, they'd softly say.
I hope you'll come home, with me hon.
For some fantastic, fukin fun.
Teach me to be a trashy tart.
Show me something, of your sick heart
.
That was great. Now I got you good.
Willingly, like I wished you would.
Another...
hunted humans, for a home in flames.
If at dawns bell, they did do well.
They'd have a stuffed up sack to sell.
The tools they used, were tempt and tease.
Stealing souls,with some sex and sleaze.
Preferring to play, with their prey.
In sibilant speak, they'd softly say.
I hope you'll come home, with me hon.
For some fantastic, fukin fun.
Teach me to be a trashy tart.
Show me something, of your sick heart
.
That was great. Now I got you good.
Willingly, like I wished you would.
Another...
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STORY POEM
Published
21st Feb 2012 3:31am
21st Feb 2012 3:31am
Mayday
Blondie Bee was six foot three
with hair down to her ass
Suzie Q was five foot two
and quite the comely lass
They lived in different parts of town
and never met till when
One day in May I dare to say
they both killed their men
Their men were pricks with little dicks
and lousy lovers too
Who'd laze about the house and pout
while drinking homemade brew
So on the twenty-third of May
both extremely peed
A knife for one gun the other one
they both did the dirty deed
Fleeing from the scene of crime
they flew...
with hair down to her ass
Suzie Q was five foot two
and quite the comely lass
They lived in different parts of town
and never met till when
One day in May I dare to say
they both killed their men
Their men were pricks with little dicks
and lousy lovers too
Who'd laze about the house and pout
while drinking homemade brew
So on the twenty-third of May
both extremely peed
A knife for one gun the other one
they both did the dirty deed
Fleeing from the scene of crime
they flew...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Feb 2012 8:36pm
20th Feb 2012 8:36pm
The Light
Abolish the government
Breakdown the walls
Cease all the wars
Do it for us all
Enter the new age
Forgo the past
Great things are coming
Headlong and fast
Into the light
jumping for joy
Keeping the peace
Loving oh boy
Making some noise
Needing an ear
Open your minds
People please hear
Quietly prodding
Returning to say
Somebody somewhere
Today has to play
Undo the hate
Visit the light
Will you be the one
xenophobic with fright
Yelling i see yes i see
Zounds i do see the light
Breakdown the walls
Cease all the wars
Do it for us all
Enter the new age
Forgo the past
Great things are coming
Headlong and fast
Into the light
jumping for joy
Keeping the peace
Loving oh boy
Making some noise
Needing an ear
Open your minds
People please hear
Quietly prodding
Returning to say
Somebody somewhere
Today has to play
Undo the hate
Visit the light
Will you be the one
xenophobic with fright
Yelling i see yes i see
Zounds i do see the light
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Feb 2012 4:29pm
20th Feb 2012 4:29pm
WAR 2506
Zippety do dah
Yippe i eh
War is over over today
Victory for everyone
Underneath our one sun
Turks and arabs
Somalis and jews
Respecting each other
Quickly making news
proud to be
One race of man
Nevermore needing
Machines of death
Like it i love it
Keep it up keep it up
Just being yourselves
Is the right way to be
Happy in knowing
God loves us all
Forgiving the sinners
Even warrior types
Do it forever
Cause it just has to be
Because if we dont
All ends you see
Yippe i eh
War is over over today
Victory for everyone
Underneath our one sun
Turks and arabs
Somalis and jews
Respecting each other
Quickly making news
proud to be
One race of man
Nevermore needing
Machines of death
Like it i love it
Keep it up keep it up
Just being yourselves
Is the right way to be
Happy in knowing
God loves us all
Forgiving the sinners
Even warrior types
Do it forever
Cause it just has to be
Because if we dont
All ends you see
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Feb 2012 8:25pm
19th Feb 2012 8:25pm
Have A Happy Valentines Day
H ave a happy valentines day
A lthough i am far away
P lease dear hear the words i say
P erhaps in a near future day
Y ou and i will find the way
V ery much i care for you
A lthough sometimes it seems untrue
L ets try to remember what we have to do
E nduring all of the hullabaloo
N ever forgetting the words i do
T ruly you and i can be as one
I n times of strife in times of fun
N eatly fitting like slugs in gun
E ven though you are moon and i am sun
S weetheart we are far from done
D ecember may
A more
Y es hon
A lthough i am far away
P lease dear hear the words i say
P erhaps in a near future day
Y ou and i will find the way
V ery much i care for you
A lthough sometimes it seems untrue
L ets try to remember what we have to do
E nduring all of the hullabaloo
N ever forgetting the words i do
T ruly you and i can be as one
I n times of strife in times of fun
N eatly fitting like slugs in gun
E ven though you are moon and i am sun
S weetheart we are far from done
D ecember may
A more
Y es hon
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STORY POEM
Published
19th Feb 2012 00:19am
19th Feb 2012 00:19am
The Ledgend of Enola Mills
In my hometown on any night
if you listen close and the air is right
you'll hear a sound to give you chills
the wailing of Enola Mills
Enola was a witch they say
ask anyone here today
true or not no one knows
but this is how the legend goes
Enola was a comely lass
pious pure attended mass
never drinking more than wine
and only then when she did dine
Loved by all but none so much
as the holy reverend Father Dutch
So he invited young miss Mills
to a picnic in the hills
For her it was a happy day
though she...
if you listen close and the air is right
you'll hear a sound to give you chills
the wailing of Enola Mills
Enola was a witch they say
ask anyone here today
true or not no one knows
but this is how the legend goes
Enola was a comely lass
pious pure attended mass
never drinking more than wine
and only then when she did dine
Loved by all but none so much
as the holy reverend Father Dutch
So he invited young miss Mills
to a picnic in the hills
For her it was a happy day
though she...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Feb 2012 11:46pm
18th Feb 2012 11:46pm
Alas Woe
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are my favorite things in life
i guess that,s why
with a woeful sigh
i,ve lost another wife
are my favorite things in life
i guess that,s why
with a woeful sigh
i,ve lost another wife
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