Submissions by darkstar69 (darkstar)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My name is bret, i started writing when i was 13 yrs old. My influance comes from classic rock and gothic poetry
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2015 9:17am
3rd Apr 2015 9:17am
shadow flag
till the soil,
pluck the weeds.
in the land of
milk and honey,
nothing's ever
as it seems.
there's a secret,
i know it's hard
to comprehend.
but there's a
shadow flag,
planted in the
garden.
blood stained
sand.
money and greed.
there's a man on
the television,
trying to sell
the american
dream.
one cup
overfilled,
with so many
mouths to feed.
there's a secret,
hiding in the
wind.
quiet as it's
kept...
there's a shadow
flag,
planted in the...
pluck the weeds.
in the land of
milk and honey,
nothing's ever
as it seems.
there's a secret,
i know it's hard
to comprehend.
but there's a
shadow flag,
planted in the
garden.
blood stained
sand.
money and greed.
there's a man on
the television,
trying to sell
the american
dream.
one cup
overfilled,
with so many
mouths to feed.
there's a secret,
hiding in the
wind.
quiet as it's
kept...
there's a shadow
flag,
planted in the...
665 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2015 8:58am
3rd Apr 2015 8:58am
wishing well
what would happen,
if your world
stopped spinning
'round?
who would catch
you,
if you should
falter,
to the ground.
i'll be your
angel.
i'll be your
heaven,
i'll be your
hell.
if you want
to ride my
wings,
i'll be
kneeling,
at the
wishing well.
what would happen,
if you stopped
coming round?
my world would
stop spinning,
the walls would
come crashing
down.
be my angel.
be my heaven.
be my hell.
i want
to ride your
wings,
so...
if your world
stopped spinning
'round?
who would catch
you,
if you should
falter,
to the ground.
i'll be your
angel.
i'll be your
heaven,
i'll be your
hell.
if you want
to ride my
wings,
i'll be
kneeling,
at the
wishing well.
what would happen,
if you stopped
coming round?
my world would
stop spinning,
the walls would
come crashing
down.
be my angel.
be my heaven.
be my hell.
i want
to ride your
wings,
so...
719 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
10th Mar 2015 5:42am
10th Mar 2015 5:42am
the gospel of moloch
master of canaanites,
god of old.
in the valley of
gehenna,
build an alter to
the owl,
made of stone.
throw your seed in the
fire,
sacrificing everything
but the bones.
deep in the grove,
you can hear their
cries.
bohemian men
in white robes,
harvest the innocents,
with their sacrificial
knives.
the cremation of care,
is in the air tonight.
wise old owl,
there you sit.
the stain of the
innocents is on
the alter,
quiet as it's kept.
drinking from the
river of...
god of old.
in the valley of
gehenna,
build an alter to
the owl,
made of stone.
throw your seed in the
fire,
sacrificing everything
but the bones.
deep in the grove,
you can hear their
cries.
bohemian men
in white robes,
harvest the innocents,
with their sacrificial
knives.
the cremation of care,
is in the air tonight.
wise old owl,
there you sit.
the stain of the
innocents is on
the alter,
quiet as it's kept.
drinking from the
river of...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Mar 2015 5:20am
10th Mar 2015 5:20am
judas kiss
i think of you,
every now and then.
every time you come
around,
i get the same old
feelings all over again.
grab the bottle,
drink it down.
swimming in heartache,
take one more shot,
before you drown.
a pound of flesh,
to rob me of my memories.
not able to forget,
the way things used to be.
a judas kiss,
just between you and me.
blood on your lips,
please just set me free.
some days i can see your
eyes,
and the smile on your face.
could have sank a
battleship,
trying to drink those ...
every now and then.
every time you come
around,
i get the same old
feelings all over again.
grab the bottle,
drink it down.
swimming in heartache,
take one more shot,
before you drown.
a pound of flesh,
to rob me of my memories.
not able to forget,
the way things used to be.
a judas kiss,
just between you and me.
blood on your lips,
please just set me free.
some days i can see your
eyes,
and the smile on your face.
could have sank a
battleship,
trying to drink those ...
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Feb 2015 8:54am
11th Feb 2015 8:54am
vague description
we were all left feeling
very disturbed,
when we saw that terrifying
thing,
that none of us heard.
what was it in the sticky
wet dirt?
we stood there staring,
but no one said a word...
the shapeless form,
was hard to define.
it's absurd nature,
blinded the minds eye.
what it was,
is hard to describe...
when we left,
we all knew.
we could never speak of
it again.
until death,
we have to live,
with this vague
description.
very disturbed,
when we saw that terrifying
thing,
that none of us heard.
what was it in the sticky
wet dirt?
we stood there staring,
but no one said a word...
the shapeless form,
was hard to define.
it's absurd nature,
blinded the minds eye.
what it was,
is hard to describe...
when we left,
we all knew.
we could never speak of
it again.
until death,
we have to live,
with this vague
description.
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8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Feb 2015 8:38am
11th Feb 2015 8:38am
moonbeams
desert dragons ascended
from the sky.
searching for gold,
oppressing mankind.
what's hidden in darkness,
will be brought to light.
we worshiped the sun,
to free our minds.
then the deluge came,
we suffered the never
ending rain.
the knowledge of the sun,
got washed away.
like a thief in the night,
the serpent took the reins.
shielded from the sun,
it's our reality.
the moonbeams come,
to control humanity.
it's lunacy,
we have to change the
frequency.
get off our knees,
and become who we're...
from the sky.
searching for gold,
oppressing mankind.
what's hidden in darkness,
will be brought to light.
we worshiped the sun,
to free our minds.
then the deluge came,
we suffered the never
ending rain.
the knowledge of the sun,
got washed away.
like a thief in the night,
the serpent took the reins.
shielded from the sun,
it's our reality.
the moonbeams come,
to control humanity.
it's lunacy,
we have to change the
frequency.
get off our knees,
and become who we're...
619 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Feb 2015 6:22am
4th Feb 2015 6:22am
the great divide
when i hold you,
i get an uneasy
feeling inside.
i can tell you've
been thinking about
leaving,
'cause the wall between
us is too high to climb.
did my best to tear
it down,
but it was infallible
by design.
so fall turned to winter,
across this great divide.
tried to figure out what
went wrong,
don't know why we're
still hanging on.
once i held a fire,
in the crest of my palm.
neglected,
it was left in the cold
far to long.
unable to sustain a spark,
the flame was gone.
a wall was...
i get an uneasy
feeling inside.
i can tell you've
been thinking about
leaving,
'cause the wall between
us is too high to climb.
did my best to tear
it down,
but it was infallible
by design.
so fall turned to winter,
across this great divide.
tried to figure out what
went wrong,
don't know why we're
still hanging on.
once i held a fire,
in the crest of my palm.
neglected,
it was left in the cold
far to long.
unable to sustain a spark,
the flame was gone.
a wall was...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Feb 2015 9:28pm
1st Feb 2015 9:28pm
the bellino flower
just a flower
on the wide open plains.
at the mercy of the lighting,
and the driving rain.
the water rises then falls again.
leaves one wondering,
how something so fragile can sustain.
the wake of the storm
threatens to wash you
away.
somehow you find the strength,
to see another day.
the sun rises,
the stars fade away.
you're there bringing beauty
to the world,
with all the innocence of a little
girl.
in my heart you'll always have a place,
where you can find shelter from the wind ...
on the wide open plains.
at the mercy of the lighting,
and the driving rain.
the water rises then falls again.
leaves one wondering,
how something so fragile can sustain.
the wake of the storm
threatens to wash you
away.
somehow you find the strength,
to see another day.
the sun rises,
the stars fade away.
you're there bringing beauty
to the world,
with all the innocence of a little
girl.
in my heart you'll always have a place,
where you can find shelter from the wind ...
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DARK POEM
Published
28th Jan 2015 11:24pm
28th Jan 2015 11:24pm
martyr
with tempered steal,
a sharpened sword.
another act of sabotage,
for the sorcerer.
you took the powers,
and made them yours.
pick up the shield,
and prepare for war.
you're just a martyr,
for the next overlord.
it's witching season,
for the sorcerer.
employ the prince of
darkness to be the enforcer.
signed on the dotted line,
to open hell's door.
sold a soul,
to even the score.
a fallen angel,
rolling thunder.
a poison arrow,
for the hunter.
sold a soul to take a life, ...
a sharpened sword.
another act of sabotage,
for the sorcerer.
you took the powers,
and made them yours.
pick up the shield,
and prepare for war.
you're just a martyr,
for the next overlord.
it's witching season,
for the sorcerer.
employ the prince of
darkness to be the enforcer.
signed on the dotted line,
to open hell's door.
sold a soul,
to even the score.
a fallen angel,
rolling thunder.
a poison arrow,
for the hunter.
sold a soul to take a life, ...
678 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
28th Jan 2015 8:34am
28th Jan 2015 8:34am
my codependent
what i have to say,
is going to sound absurd.
when you treat me like shit,
i like it because it hurts.
i keep coming back for more,
it makes me feel lower than
dirt.
i love it when you won't give
me what i want,
but what i deserve.
you help me with my disease,
like a dark cloud hanging
over me.
stealing sunlight,
aiding comfort to these empty
feelings.
but it's alright,
it's all the same to me.
i'm never alone,
because misery loves company.
acting as my codependent,
with open...
is going to sound absurd.
when you treat me like shit,
i like it because it hurts.
i keep coming back for more,
it makes me feel lower than
dirt.
i love it when you won't give
me what i want,
but what i deserve.
you help me with my disease,
like a dark cloud hanging
over me.
stealing sunlight,
aiding comfort to these empty
feelings.
but it's alright,
it's all the same to me.
i'm never alone,
because misery loves company.
acting as my codependent,
with open...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
27th Jan 2015 9:27am
27th Jan 2015 9:27am
little white lies
she was born to the earth
a beautiful flower,
then satan dressed her in
white and gave her unlimited
power.
now she's out in her disguise.
she's the devils daughter,
beware of the danger in her eyes.
you can't believe a word she says,
cause smoke and mirrors are what
works for her best.
she'll seduce you until you can't
resist,
she has you where she wants you,
now you'll give anything for one
more fix.
as you pull her closer, you can
feel the numbness from her kiss.
she came along and made you question...
a beautiful flower,
then satan dressed her in
white and gave her unlimited
power.
now she's out in her disguise.
she's the devils daughter,
beware of the danger in her eyes.
you can't believe a word she says,
cause smoke and mirrors are what
works for her best.
she'll seduce you until you can't
resist,
she has you where she wants you,
now you'll give anything for one
more fix.
as you pull her closer, you can
feel the numbness from her kiss.
she came along and made you question...
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Jan 2015 7:11am
26th Jan 2015 7:11am
silent scream
lying awake,
trying not to breathe.
i hear what you're saying,
still it's hard to believe.
reaching for someone,
but it's not me.
i know you love him,
cause you've been talking
in your sleep.
telling secrets you've been
trying to keep,
don't know who he is,
but he's the man of your dreams.
you say you're satisfied,
and he makes you feel complete.
i know you're telling the truth,
cause you've been talking in your
sleep.
the voice i heard,
needed to be set free.
...
trying not to breathe.
i hear what you're saying,
still it's hard to believe.
reaching for someone,
but it's not me.
i know you love him,
cause you've been talking
in your sleep.
telling secrets you've been
trying to keep,
don't know who he is,
but he's the man of your dreams.
you say you're satisfied,
and he makes you feel complete.
i know you're telling the truth,
cause you've been talking in your
sleep.
the voice i heard,
needed to be set free.
...
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