Submissions by fake_reality
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
15th May 2015 8:02pm
15th May 2015 8:02pm
The Three
I am growing and I see three
Three main snares
The frist is easy
The Devel isn't near
It's that learned responce
That old glimmer of carnal man
It's turely a honest mistake
No thought before
No thought during
One easy to repent from
That little lie
Or half truth
That nags at me
And I think
And tell the truth in minutes
That fire that flares up when your eyes glance by a woman
One with cloths that really just act as a secound skin
So I turn away
Close my eyes
Take my glasses off to become blind ...
Three main snares
The frist is easy
The Devel isn't near
It's that learned responce
That old glimmer of carnal man
It's turely a honest mistake
No thought before
No thought during
One easy to repent from
That little lie
Or half truth
That nags at me
And I think
And tell the truth in minutes
That fire that flares up when your eyes glance by a woman
One with cloths that really just act as a secound skin
So I turn away
Close my eyes
Take my glasses off to become blind ...
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th May 2015 3:52pm
15th May 2015 3:52pm
Lil Angel
I want you to know I am sorry
Not for what I'm doing
Not for opening up
Taking away the vale
For putting one there in the first place
Oh how I lied to you
How evil I was
How I defiled you
And broke your heart
I would have never done it
If I had God then
I am sorry
So deeply sorry
I am tired of hurting you
Tired of being of beinning ugly toward you
Being a monster
Now I wanna be your light
Your best friend
The one who holds you up
Not brings you down
Not for what I'm doing
Not for opening up
Taking away the vale
For putting one there in the first place
Oh how I lied to you
How evil I was
How I defiled you
And broke your heart
I would have never done it
If I had God then
I am sorry
So deeply sorry
I am tired of hurting you
Tired of being of beinning ugly toward you
Being a monster
Now I wanna be your light
Your best friend
The one who holds you up
Not brings you down
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th May 2015 8:48pm
14th May 2015 8:48pm
Twisting
We all get so good at it
We start small
Going for just a little something we know
That we shouldn't do
Not sin nothing wrong
But getting away from good
We twist our minds and say this is ok
It's ok I am not doing anything wrong
However not doing anything right
And we like to make this third place
This not bad but leading towards it
then we make it bigger
We say oh I am just enjoying life
A little thing
A flirt
A bad thought
A cookie to much
And we make that our new middle
And we do this over and over and over
Until...
We start small
Going for just a little something we know
That we shouldn't do
Not sin nothing wrong
But getting away from good
We twist our minds and say this is ok
It's ok I am not doing anything wrong
However not doing anything right
And we like to make this third place
This not bad but leading towards it
then we make it bigger
We say oh I am just enjoying life
A little thing
A flirt
A bad thought
A cookie to much
And we make that our new middle
And we do this over and over and over
Until...
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DARK POEM
Published
13th May 2015 7:00pm
13th May 2015 7:00pm
Supent speaks
It used to be just one little thing
Just to look at a woman
To brake a fast a little to soon
You know your Lord is so tough
And I did eat of it
And I ate and ate
And I remembered my addiction
And I cried
Then Repentance
Burning of flesh
Fasting hard
Begging for help
Then you came with one
And I wanted it
But turned away from it
And you got mad
You throw a little stone
You got mad
You had no control
You lost
Then you got smart
You sent a candy in my head
And I was not wise enogh...
Just to look at a woman
To brake a fast a little to soon
You know your Lord is so tough
And I did eat of it
And I ate and ate
And I remembered my addiction
And I cried
Then Repentance
Burning of flesh
Fasting hard
Begging for help
Then you came with one
And I wanted it
But turned away from it
And you got mad
You throw a little stone
You got mad
You had no control
You lost
Then you got smart
You sent a candy in my head
And I was not wise enogh...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
13th May 2015 5:48am
13th May 2015 5:48am
An advancement of the rant
It has also been brought back to my attention a sobering fact
That I
In some tears
Confess that
I don't have any freinds among humans
Now why is it when I used people
When I mistreated lied to and manipulated
When Is no less abused people
All people around me as
Subservant tools
When I did what I want with them
For my own wicked joy
They liked it
They crawled back
Many came back
For more yes more
As if they bloody liked it
Now when I clean up
When God turns me
When I strive
When I stand for something
When I...
That I
In some tears
Confess that
I don't have any freinds among humans
Now why is it when I used people
When I mistreated lied to and manipulated
When Is no less abused people
All people around me as
Subservant tools
When I did what I want with them
For my own wicked joy
They liked it
They crawled back
Many came back
For more yes more
As if they bloody liked it
Now when I clean up
When God turns me
When I strive
When I stand for something
When I...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
13th May 2015 5:06am
13th May 2015 5:06am
A bit of a rant
I saw a movie recently about the man who broke the German codes in WWII
He didn't mix with people
Beautiful mind
Cared about the world
About people
Was a complete and udder ass
Who didn't know when he was even doing it
People disliked even hated him for how he acted
He meant well
Was trying to save life's
Thought more like a computer than man at times
Always calculating
And I know exactly how it feels
It's painful really to be right
To understand things others don't
I mean well I want to help people
But whenever I open my...
He didn't mix with people
Beautiful mind
Cared about the world
About people
Was a complete and udder ass
Who didn't know when he was even doing it
People disliked even hated him for how he acted
He meant well
Was trying to save life's
Thought more like a computer than man at times
Always calculating
And I know exactly how it feels
It's painful really to be right
To understand things others don't
I mean well I want to help people
But whenever I open my...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
11th May 2015 7:28pm
11th May 2015 7:28pm
Obey
It is good to obay
For one cannot be lawful and in joy
One cannot be looking toward that he denies
One cannot lust after the flesh
He cannot look at law
He cannot look at the stone
For the stone nor law does not talk
It does not bring joy
It brings pain to loom at that which is no good
It is pain to obey a stone
It is love to obey that which life comes from
It is love to obey the commandments of the living
Not to see a dead law but the protection it gives the living
It is good to look forward to the eturnal love
It is good to be as a...
For one cannot be lawful and in joy
One cannot be looking toward that he denies
One cannot lust after the flesh
He cannot look at law
He cannot look at the stone
For the stone nor law does not talk
It does not bring joy
It brings pain to loom at that which is no good
It is pain to obey a stone
It is love to obey that which life comes from
It is love to obey the commandments of the living
Not to see a dead law but the protection it gives the living
It is good to look forward to the eturnal love
It is good to be as a...
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SELF POEM
Published
5th May 2015 10:38pm
5th May 2015 10:38pm
Discipline
Its agonizing
its pain
its some strange pleasure
to deny yourself
to starve and lust and desire
sometimes it feels like your gonna die
to deny your want
to deny that which is not good for you
and afterward
you feel like you can do anything
there is freedom real freedom
not to be tied down by what you want
you can always go back
but its so hard to get out
there is strength in restraint
strength in pain
something not one can take from you
something beyond the material
something beautiful
about suffering and pain...
its pain
its some strange pleasure
to deny yourself
to starve and lust and desire
sometimes it feels like your gonna die
to deny your want
to deny that which is not good for you
and afterward
you feel like you can do anything
there is freedom real freedom
not to be tied down by what you want
you can always go back
but its so hard to get out
there is strength in restraint
strength in pain
something not one can take from you
something beyond the material
something beautiful
about suffering and pain...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Apr 2015 9:36pm
10th Apr 2015 9:36pm
Why Can't They Hear
Why can't you hear
Why can't you be convited
Less ye burn in the eternal fire
I speak to you and you hear not
I fear for you
I cry for you
Why can't he save everybody
Why can't us all be forced to do the work of the kingdom
Why must he know no one I love so dearly
I try father
I know I am right in you
But why must it be so hard
Why must we be be put in bodies that can not stop sinning
Oh I wept for thee
Please let her come home
Please let her come home
Why can't you be convited
Less ye burn in the eternal fire
I speak to you and you hear not
I fear for you
I cry for you
Why can't he save everybody
Why can't us all be forced to do the work of the kingdom
Why must he know no one I love so dearly
I try father
I know I am right in you
But why must it be so hard
Why must we be be put in bodies that can not stop sinning
Oh I wept for thee
Please let her come home
Please let her come home
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Mar 2015 6:57am
9th Mar 2015 6:57am
A thought
It is all bubbling up again the pain of today, yesterday and, the yesterday of that yesterday
Looking back at it all, I was confused, acted out, tried to suppress pain with self destruction
Everything I love has been slowly disposed of by me, my dignity, my pride, my hopes, my best freind, and now my dream
stronger than an army sent to be my end is myself, at least the army would do so quickly
But I perfer a good fight, a loading fight, a hopeless fight, to see myself squirm crying out in pain all the way down, I would rather kill myself by inaction than live my dreams...
Looking back at it all, I was confused, acted out, tried to suppress pain with self destruction
Everything I love has been slowly disposed of by me, my dignity, my pride, my hopes, my best freind, and now my dream
stronger than an army sent to be my end is myself, at least the army would do so quickly
But I perfer a good fight, a loading fight, a hopeless fight, to see myself squirm crying out in pain all the way down, I would rather kill myself by inaction than live my dreams...
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