Submissions by crimsin (Unveiling)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
my ink comes from the heart and sometimes a dark mind
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Feb 2011 7:08am
6th Feb 2011 7:08am
A Writer Writes
A writer writes always
They say but does it reflect the soul?
I wish I could ask Edgar Allan Poe
He wrote of darkness and despair.
Is that to say his soul wasn't fair?
I say nay, He was a beautiful poet reciting the knock, knock, knocking of evil at his door.
What of writers today?
Stephen King writes about evil's sting
Does that make him a monster?
Or someone who is listening
Channeling imagination.
All is not light in this world
We have the sun and moon
To inspire and delight.
No soul...
They say but does it reflect the soul?
I wish I could ask Edgar Allan Poe
He wrote of darkness and despair.
Is that to say his soul wasn't fair?
I say nay, He was a beautiful poet reciting the knock, knock, knocking of evil at his door.
What of writers today?
Stephen King writes about evil's sting
Does that make him a monster?
Or someone who is listening
Channeling imagination.
All is not light in this world
We have the sun and moon
To inspire and delight.
No soul...
#LifeAsAWriter
1175 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
6th Feb 2011 4:38am
6th Feb 2011 4:38am
Goth Girl
Her long black hair
A dark veil over her pale white skin.
Her painted black lips
A warning, an invitation to taste what's within.
Her silver piercings on her lips
So inticing, come close she's in the mood for biting.
Spiked heels and black fishnet stalkings
She turns heads but she keeps walking.
The moon shimmering on her
She's in her glory, a dark queen,
A goddess she is
She keeps walking.
Seeking her dark lord
Soon in his embrace she will be.
His caresses so sweet, his kisses so deep
Could only...
A dark veil over her pale white skin.
Her painted black lips
A warning, an invitation to taste what's within.
Her silver piercings on her lips
So inticing, come close she's in the mood for biting.
Spiked heels and black fishnet stalkings
She turns heads but she keeps walking.
The moon shimmering on her
She's in her glory, a dark queen,
A goddess she is
She keeps walking.
Seeking her dark lord
Soon in his embrace she will be.
His caresses so sweet, his kisses so deep
Could only...
3393 reads
33 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
5th Feb 2011 6:57pm
5th Feb 2011 6:57pm
Spiral Staircase
Withdrawing, descending
Down a spiral staircase
Reflecting shades of grey
Mechanical voices echoing
Off the walls of my fortress
Retreating into myself
I am at rest
In this state of solitude.
The walls blacken
As I reach the depths of my cell
This is where my shadows dwell
Flickering and fading
Just out of sight
I curl myself into a ball and grow spikes
The fight is on
One for my life
Inner turmoil, outside strife
Down the...
Down a spiral staircase
Reflecting shades of grey
Mechanical voices echoing
Off the walls of my fortress
Retreating into myself
I am at rest
In this state of solitude.
The walls blacken
As I reach the depths of my cell
This is where my shadows dwell
Flickering and fading
Just out of sight
I curl myself into a ball and grow spikes
The fight is on
One for my life
Inner turmoil, outside strife
Down the...
1433 reads
12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Feb 2011 6:43pm
5th Feb 2011 6:43pm
She Wears Her Black Wings With Pride
She wears her black wings with pride
Where once they were a brilliant white
Now they are dark as night.
She has traveled the mortal realm
Helping men, women and children
Anyway she can.
This world being so dark and twisted
Her wings began to tarnish
She doesn't want her white wings back.
She wears her black wings
As a four star general would
They are a badge of honor.
She has fought humanties wars
For centuries untold
At one time an innocent.
Now she is a warrior
Who will take down any opponent
She...
Where once they were a brilliant white
Now they are dark as night.
She has traveled the mortal realm
Helping men, women and children
Anyway she can.
This world being so dark and twisted
Her wings began to tarnish
She doesn't want her white wings back.
She wears her black wings
As a four star general would
They are a badge of honor.
She has fought humanties wars
For centuries untold
At one time an innocent.
Now she is a warrior
Who will take down any opponent
She...
1293 reads
10 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
5th Feb 2011 3:48am
5th Feb 2011 3:48am
Fractured Mind
Fractured mind, fractured soul
Inside me, outside me
They dig my hole.
Who are these people?
I don't know
Always digging deeper
Into my fragile soul.
Who are you?
They prod and pick
Ever deeper
Until I get sick.
Into the abyss they drag me
I've fought so hard
But with knives of steel they carve me.
Out numbered, outwitted
They know I know
So with a straight jacket
I'm outfitted.
Chaining me training me not to see
Who to tell?
Who would believe? ...
Inside me, outside me
They dig my hole.
Who are these people?
I don't know
Always digging deeper
Into my fragile soul.
Who are you?
They prod and pick
Ever deeper
Until I get sick.
Into the abyss they drag me
I've fought so hard
But with knives of steel they carve me.
Out numbered, outwitted
They know I know
So with a straight jacket
I'm outfitted.
Chaining me training me not to see
Who to tell?
Who would believe? ...
1560 reads
12 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
5th Feb 2011 3:24am
5th Feb 2011 3:24am
Steel Edged Razor
Looking into my mind
I find a steel edged razor
Lurking there.
Taking it's time cutting
Into me
Slicing into my psyche.
At times talking to me
With it's straight edge
No messing around
Telling the truth as it is.
Manic lady, who panics
When strangers are around
Feels at home alone
Though at times loneliness abounds.
So I write
The razor cuts me to the quick
"Your wasting your time lady".
When everything is said and done
What have you really become? ...
I find a steel edged razor
Lurking there.
Taking it's time cutting
Into me
Slicing into my psyche.
At times talking to me
With it's straight edge
No messing around
Telling the truth as it is.
Manic lady, who panics
When strangers are around
Feels at home alone
Though at times loneliness abounds.
So I write
The razor cuts me to the quick
"Your wasting your time lady".
When everything is said and done
What have you really become? ...
1234 reads
7 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2011 11:58pm
3rd Feb 2011 11:58pm
A Real Vampire
A real vampire,
It's not blood he seeks
But your love he eats.
He doesn't come in the dead of night
He walks up to you in broad daylight
Introduces himself so charming.
No clue to you,
It's your defenses
He's disarming.
A real vampire,
Feeds off your soul and energy
Taking and taking never giving.
Not looking like an enemy.
I trust him,
After all he's a friend to me
Until one day you look in the mirror,
It'snot the vampire that's vanished
But you that has disappeared.
A real...
It's not blood he seeks
But your love he eats.
He doesn't come in the dead of night
He walks up to you in broad daylight
Introduces himself so charming.
No clue to you,
It's your defenses
He's disarming.
A real vampire,
Feeds off your soul and energy
Taking and taking never giving.
Not looking like an enemy.
I trust him,
After all he's a friend to me
Until one day you look in the mirror,
It'snot the vampire that's vanished
But you that has disappeared.
A real...
2067 reads
19 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2011 5:31pm
3rd Feb 2011 5:31pm
Schizophrenia
The agitation, anxiety a combustible thing
All these voices clamoring in my brain.
Seeing coded messages in every word
The t.v people talking to me, I obsess though I know this is absurd.
Flipping off the cameras, i'm sure are planted in my place
Begging and pleading with them to reveal themselves or get out of my space.
To venture in public, a terrifying idea
Wondering which friendly smile is a demon in disguise,
So back to my house I run and hide.
Taking my meds hoping this one will be my magic pill ...
All these voices clamoring in my brain.
Seeing coded messages in every word
The t.v people talking to me, I obsess though I know this is absurd.
Flipping off the cameras, i'm sure are planted in my place
Begging and pleading with them to reveal themselves or get out of my space.
To venture in public, a terrifying idea
Wondering which friendly smile is a demon in disguise,
So back to my house I run and hide.
Taking my meds hoping this one will be my magic pill ...
1673 reads
16 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2011 9:17am
3rd Feb 2011 9:17am
Moon Goddess
I love the night
Moon Goddess
Feeding her child
Lunacy, maniac fantasies
Freeing my mind
Letting me see
All that is hidden from me
Shadows that race with the moon
Doing her bidding
Coming undone at the seams
Loving mothermoon, come console
This child of the night
I can't sleep this eve
With your pull, ebb and tide
I feel your passion
I work for you
Serve you gladly
Bless me this night
Let me lose my loneliness
Boiling in my soul
Where sadness...
Moon Goddess
Feeding her child
Lunacy, maniac fantasies
Freeing my mind
Letting me see
All that is hidden from me
Shadows that race with the moon
Doing her bidding
Coming undone at the seams
Loving mothermoon, come console
This child of the night
I can't sleep this eve
With your pull, ebb and tide
I feel your passion
I work for you
Serve you gladly
Bless me this night
Let me lose my loneliness
Boiling in my soul
Where sadness...
1420 reads
17 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Feb 2011 8:32pm
1st Feb 2011 8:32pm
Sirens Rose
A beautiful rose
Stood alone in a garden
Her song was sweet but her thorns were poison.
She longed for a being of value
To smell her sweet fragrance
Though when push came to shove,
They all ran from her fierceness
Cowardice men
She could see through.
Spiked, dangerous thorns
Adorn this beautiful rose,
Come to close you will be impaled,
Never touching the beauty
That dwells in her petals
So lovely, so graceful,
All were enamored by her siren's call
Under her spell, they...
Stood alone in a garden
Her song was sweet but her thorns were poison.
She longed for a being of value
To smell her sweet fragrance
Though when push came to shove,
They all ran from her fierceness
Cowardice men
She could see through.
Spiked, dangerous thorns
Adorn this beautiful rose,
Come to close you will be impaled,
Never touching the beauty
That dwells in her petals
So lovely, so graceful,
All were enamored by her siren's call
Under her spell, they...
1422 reads
16 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
26th Jan 2011 6:08am
26th Jan 2011 6:08am
Invisible Eyes
Invisible eyes watch me
Disect me, talk to me
With muted mouths
Barely heard above
A whisper.
I don't wish any evil to linger but it does
Like a cloud over my head
Pushing and prodding
Until I connect with them.
Invisible eyes so greedily feasting
Always want a show
Love it when i'm grieving.
Invisible ears always listening
Know when i'm afraid
On the inside trembling.
Invisible tongues
Cut me like...
Disect me, talk to me
With muted mouths
Barely heard above
A whisper.
I don't wish any evil to linger but it does
Like a cloud over my head
Pushing and prodding
Until I connect with them.
Invisible eyes so greedily feasting
Always want a show
Love it when i'm grieving.
Invisible ears always listening
Know when i'm afraid
On the inside trembling.
Invisible tongues
Cut me like...
1430 reads
12 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
25th Jan 2011 11:22pm
25th Jan 2011 11:22pm
Razor's Edge
Razor's edge pressed to my throat
A thin line of crimson
Words bleeding onto the page.
Feelings swirled in blood
Making an abstract poem
One born of pain.
Razor slashes deep at my heart
Anger makes it gush
Bleeding out my rage.
Red takes center stage
Filling my days, my nights
With fantasies I can't control.
Part of me so evil
Wanting to let go
I stand tottering on the razor's edge.
Soon will come sweet death
I will swim in the abyss
With my lover, who knows me...
A thin line of crimson
Words bleeding onto the page.
Feelings swirled in blood
Making an abstract poem
One born of pain.
Razor slashes deep at my heart
Anger makes it gush
Bleeding out my rage.
Red takes center stage
Filling my days, my nights
With fantasies I can't control.
Part of me so evil
Wanting to let go
I stand tottering on the razor's edge.
Soon will come sweet death
I will swim in the abyss
With my lover, who knows me...
1793 reads
27 Comments
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