Submissions by deadwolf
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Nothing there that I can see, nothing there staring back at me; Therefore,there is no more I "I" don't exist anymore there is just me. me am not really a poet so much, as me am just a daydreamer that loves to write… o.0
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
2nd Mar 2016 4:42am
2nd Mar 2016 4:42am
Creation of your works
Frankenstein and the monster
Genius of their works
Sheer terror created,
Now that,
THAT IS STRENGTH;
THAT IS CREATION,
THAT IS POWER,
Feverishly pitched,
Devil Incarnate,
I am what you made me
The creation of their works,
Payin the price of all that hurt you
You, the creator of all that is stored inside me
That which dwells in me
That which mines mine grey matter
the conscience and its sub~
You,
Both glamorous, and sickly twisted
As...
Genius of their works
Sheer terror created,
Now that,
THAT IS STRENGTH;
THAT IS CREATION,
THAT IS POWER,
Feverishly pitched,
Devil Incarnate,
I am what you made me
The creation of their works,
Payin the price of all that hurt you
You, the creator of all that is stored inside me
That which dwells in me
That which mines mine grey matter
the conscience and its sub~
You,
Both glamorous, and sickly twisted
As...
589 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Mar 2016 9:45am
1st Mar 2016 9:45am
An uneasy task
~,,~`
The heaviness,
Staying,
Living upon this side of the divide,
An uneasy task
the will to go on often wished upon
The places you now tread
Like hell I can ever follow
Not while the gates still stand
```~~~,,~~~```
The final piece left for me
Still a love for you,
A staccato of mixtures, played in a loop cycle
Radiated with temperance and fortitudes of resentment
```~~~… … …~~~```
The heaviness,
Staying,
Living upon this side of the divide,
An uneasy task
the will to go on often wished upon
The places you now tread
Like hell I can ever follow
Not while the gates still stand
```~~~,,~~~```
The final piece left for me
Still a love for you,
A staccato of mixtures, played in a loop cycle
Radiated with temperance and fortitudes of resentment
```~~~… … …~~~```
604 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Mar 2016 9:43am
1st Mar 2016 9:43am
Differing infinities
~,,~`
To know thyself,
In different kinds of infinity,
To love you,,,, is to despise you
In certain types of forever
Man, Woman, Father, Beasts,
Mathematically subjective,
Taken prisoner and possessed as an unholy crown of thorns
As a botched exorcism gone wrong
Is the line drawn from you
And to you, in an eternal loop cycle
There are differing realms of infinity
As the differing realms in the halls of Mephisto
And to know you, is to know and feel them all
AS A Lord...
To know thyself,
In different kinds of infinity,
To love you,,,, is to despise you
In certain types of forever
Man, Woman, Father, Beasts,
Mathematically subjective,
Taken prisoner and possessed as an unholy crown of thorns
As a botched exorcism gone wrong
Is the line drawn from you
And to you, in an eternal loop cycle
There are differing realms of infinity
As the differing realms in the halls of Mephisto
And to know you, is to know and feel them all
AS A Lord...
593 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Feb 2016 10:33am
27th Feb 2016 10:33am
Somewhere else
In hazes of drunkenness,
Shaping the world, how I want it to seem
In a flash of pestilence, covering me with greed
I am off, [/font]
And my feet, blown with the wind,
Tender and rough,
But never stagnant nor still,[/font]
The hands, idle but scarred,
The Devils tools and plaything,
Long or short memory,
They ask;
Have I ever learned to live with tenderness[/font]
Mine shadow answers for me
Throwing concerns and questions to the wind,
[font=Times New Roman]Tomorrow,
Yes tomorrow, ...
Shaping the world, how I want it to seem
In a flash of pestilence, covering me with greed
I am off, [/font]
And my feet, blown with the wind,
Tender and rough,
But never stagnant nor still,[/font]
The hands, idle but scarred,
The Devils tools and plaything,
Long or short memory,
They ask;
Have I ever learned to live with tenderness[/font]
Mine shadow answers for me
Throwing concerns and questions to the wind,
[font=Times New Roman]Tomorrow,
Yes tomorrow, ...
584 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
25th Feb 2016 7:09am
25th Feb 2016 7:09am
Mine Forever Friend
~,,~`
Make no mistake,
The power flows through me,
But it does not come from me,
But originates somewhere else
It feeds my hunger,
Quenching thirst of knowledge
Rippin, and Tearing me open
…No the Pain, it never stops…
They never let me breathe,
Just exhaling pain, and violence,
Malevolence of spirit, of a once great graven image,
Reconstructing me in body and mind
In its mirrored image,
Connecting veins, muscle and skeleton
Re-stimulating my brain
Mining...
Make no mistake,
The power flows through me,
But it does not come from me,
But originates somewhere else
It feeds my hunger,
Quenching thirst of knowledge
Rippin, and Tearing me open
…No the Pain, it never stops…
They never let me breathe,
Just exhaling pain, and violence,
Malevolence of spirit, of a once great graven image,
Reconstructing me in body and mind
In its mirrored image,
Connecting veins, muscle and skeleton
Re-stimulating my brain
Mining...
697 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
25th Feb 2016 7:04am
25th Feb 2016 7:04am
More than a Man
~,,~`
I had drinks with the man
Cognac, Port, whisky, Beer,
Though, seeing him in person
He seemed more than a man
Not of his day
But of days,
Where was his star, for it aligned with mine,
Perfectly
Where was his star,
For it is also now in the house of Mendivil and Lovecraft,
His words heavy, as if a tower of stone
Mine, a tower of flesh and bone
Weak, diseased of shadow and cursed of light,
The Raven, Death came for me, Black Cat, Necronomicon, Cask of Amontillado,...
I had drinks with the man
Cognac, Port, whisky, Beer,
Though, seeing him in person
He seemed more than a man
Not of his day
But of days,
Where was his star, for it aligned with mine,
Perfectly
Where was his star,
For it is also now in the house of Mendivil and Lovecraft,
His words heavy, as if a tower of stone
Mine, a tower of flesh and bone
Weak, diseased of shadow and cursed of light,
The Raven, Death came for me, Black Cat, Necronomicon, Cask of Amontillado,...
#memorial
#EdgarAllanPoe
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1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
11th Feb 2016 2:30am
11th Feb 2016 2:30am
I
~,,~`
I
The invisible fire that engulfs me
May not be visible to you
But I still burn
Though I live…
I live
I burn
A powder keg
For over half my life
In 1914
Still the same way since I was three
I
The invisible fire that engulfs me
May not be visible to you
But I still burn
Though I live…
I live
I burn
A powder keg
For over half my life
In 1914
Still the same way since I was three
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2016 5:10pm
2nd Feb 2016 5:10pm
Darkness, be my guide
~,,~`
Blackness Darkness,
Be my friend;
Fallen Shadow, be mine guide
As the years fade,
,Years slowly fading,
I find myself mourning
the love of many
Who have entered, deaths unholy door,
More and more,
As days gone going by,
That I have kept within me,
and will continue too,
Than the new loves that I am receiving
`~,,~`
Darkened darkness,
I grow hollowed
In colors of deepen shadow
Of what it is, that used to be;
Night and Blackness,
Darkness be thyne guide
One is crazy,
That...
Blackness Darkness,
Be my friend;
Fallen Shadow, be mine guide
As the years fade,
,Years slowly fading,
I find myself mourning
the love of many
Who have entered, deaths unholy door,
More and more,
As days gone going by,
That I have kept within me,
and will continue too,
Than the new loves that I am receiving
`~,,~`
Darkened darkness,
I grow hollowed
In colors of deepen shadow
Of what it is, that used to be;
Night and Blackness,
Darkness be thyne guide
One is crazy,
That...
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Jan 2016 8:58am
7th Jan 2016 8:58am
A cusp of over flow
~,,~`
On the eve of the freeing from my past
It lay,
Carried away, upon a cusp of over flow,
Hidden, away in outer darkness,
Along rigid golden footsteps towards doom,
Along with the losing of life’s key
My youth, and vitality
There arose, lamentation
Weeping and gnashing of my teeth,
I took to writing down the words
The feelings that I had,
And my initial reactions once Twas done;
Darkly wonderful past,
peppered with bright and free'er breathing, on the horizon of a...
On the eve of the freeing from my past
It lay,
Carried away, upon a cusp of over flow,
Hidden, away in outer darkness,
Along rigid golden footsteps towards doom,
Along with the losing of life’s key
My youth, and vitality
There arose, lamentation
Weeping and gnashing of my teeth,
I took to writing down the words
The feelings that I had,
And my initial reactions once Twas done;
Darkly wonderful past,
peppered with bright and free'er breathing, on the horizon of a...
613 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
7th Jan 2016 8:55am
7th Jan 2016 8:55am
Negativity
~,,~`
Walking into a Denny’s,
For New Years Burger, Onion Rings and a Shake,
Though I know what I am going to order
I pick up the menu, and read
Allowing myself to stare off and daydream
I always zone out and become inspired when I come here
In my solitude, food and drink
I think;
What I discovered about be
Negativity is killing me
I need to have more faith
That everything will be alright
Even if its messed up,
Failed, or fuked;
I have lost my faith
And...
Walking into a Denny’s,
For New Years Burger, Onion Rings and a Shake,
Though I know what I am going to order
I pick up the menu, and read
Allowing myself to stare off and daydream
I always zone out and become inspired when I come here
In my solitude, food and drink
I think;
What I discovered about be
Negativity is killing me
I need to have more faith
That everything will be alright
Even if its messed up,
Failed, or fuked;
I have lost my faith
And...
492 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2016 10:32am
3rd Jan 2016 10:32am
Tears of site
~,,~`
The electric light of freedom, stabs me in the back
And blinds me in mine eyes
Through tears of site, yes at last I see
I invite it in; I welcome it in as an old friend, whom I understand
Close and intimately;
It is cold clammy, and comfortable,
It is… openly familiar to me
Loosen up my heart, with time to see and breathe
The X Factor that is brought before me
`~.~`
The desert blooms,
Allowing for room of growth
Behold;
The cactus flowers how beautiful they are,...
The electric light of freedom, stabs me in the back
And blinds me in mine eyes
Through tears of site, yes at last I see
I invite it in; I welcome it in as an old friend, whom I understand
Close and intimately;
It is cold clammy, and comfortable,
It is… openly familiar to me
Loosen up my heart, with time to see and breathe
The X Factor that is brought before me
`~.~`
The desert blooms,
Allowing for room of growth
Behold;
The cactus flowers how beautiful they are,...
558 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2016 10:13am
3rd Jan 2016 10:13am
Frozen grounds
~,,~`
The hard frozen ground,
Spelled over to keep those hungry for power in chains,
Though not all only weep and gnash,
or are repentant during the winters alignment,
And the time of the opening is whispered, and carried upon the evening breeze
He has caught ear, and mention of it
And feels love for it
```~~~.~~~```
The bone conjurer rises
To create the long dark of it
Before sufficient sunlight washes away the night time sky through it
In many ways, he brings salvation
For the evil dead, and those left… Misunderstood, ...
The hard frozen ground,
Spelled over to keep those hungry for power in chains,
Though not all only weep and gnash,
or are repentant during the winters alignment,
And the time of the opening is whispered, and carried upon the evening breeze
He has caught ear, and mention of it
And feels love for it
```~~~.~~~```
The bone conjurer rises
To create the long dark of it
Before sufficient sunlight washes away the night time sky through it
In many ways, he brings salvation
For the evil dead, and those left… Misunderstood, ...
594 reads
1 Comment
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