Submissions by jaspersilence
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Jasper Silence
DARK POEM
Published
17th Feb 2013 9:08pm
17th Feb 2013 9:08pm
WHERE YOU HIDE...I AM THERE
They focused on my emotion.
Stared like stalkers.
Waiting for my answer with metronome hearts.
so I told them the truth...
"My favorite place I have ever been,
is behind your mirrors...Under your skin...
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Stared like stalkers.
Waiting for my answer with metronome hearts.
so I told them the truth...
"My favorite place I have ever been,
is behind your mirrors...Under your skin...
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869 reads
7 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Feb 2013 3:28am
17th Feb 2013 3:28am
THE WHOLE WORLD IN ONE NEIGHBORHOOD
Where do you live?
Between the miser,
the liar,and the
politician's smile.
Where do you live?
Two houses down
from the anorexic girl,
and the overweight,middle
aged thief,with the
habits of a whore.
The whole world in one
neighborhood,and I'm
going door to door.
I can sense your killer,
in shadows on the road.
The sun's a streetlight
shining through the trees...
On a long walk home.
Where I reside?
Next to the preacher,
and his overphobic wife,
afraid of life.
Where do I stay?
Next to the spoiled...
Between the miser,
the liar,and the
politician's smile.
Where do you live?
Two houses down
from the anorexic girl,
and the overweight,middle
aged thief,with the
habits of a whore.
The whole world in one
neighborhood,and I'm
going door to door.
I can sense your killer,
in shadows on the road.
The sun's a streetlight
shining through the trees...
On a long walk home.
Where I reside?
Next to the preacher,
and his overphobic wife,
afraid of life.
Where do I stay?
Next to the spoiled...
819 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
15th Feb 2013 10:02pm
15th Feb 2013 10:02pm
WAITING FOR OUR WINGS TO DRY.
I've seen violence.
Oh have I seen carnage.
Human body bonfires.
Women stabbed in their genitals.
The castration of men.
Innocent children slaughtered.
Oh yes...I have seen much.
You become a magnet for pain,
when you've been exposed to it so.
You start being able to read the eyes
with precision...Define the hurt.
Behind everyone's eyes,
is their lifetime movie"REAL".
The things we try to hide inside,
the eyes can never seal.
There is so much to absorb...
You can never get away from it.
It falls with the rain....
Oh have I seen carnage.
Human body bonfires.
Women stabbed in their genitals.
The castration of men.
Innocent children slaughtered.
Oh yes...I have seen much.
You become a magnet for pain,
when you've been exposed to it so.
You start being able to read the eyes
with precision...Define the hurt.
Behind everyone's eyes,
is their lifetime movie"REAL".
The things we try to hide inside,
the eyes can never seal.
There is so much to absorb...
You can never get away from it.
It falls with the rain....
781 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Feb 2013 8:35pm
15th Feb 2013 8:35pm
PLAY ME SOMETHING...
Play me something sad"she said.
My fingers have been fused to the same keys for hours.
Nodding into nightmares between the minutes.
"Write a song about me"she spoke again.
She hadn't any idea that I had hundreds already.
Pages scribbled of doubt,and fear,and anger...
Misplaced of course.
I tapped the ivory of the highest pitch.
Gently...
Repetitive...
Her eyes lingering on me.
"You're high"she mumbled,and turned to her book.
"Why not play me something?"I sharply returned.
It is something I've always wished.
To...
My fingers have been fused to the same keys for hours.
Nodding into nightmares between the minutes.
"Write a song about me"she spoke again.
She hadn't any idea that I had hundreds already.
Pages scribbled of doubt,and fear,and anger...
Misplaced of course.
I tapped the ivory of the highest pitch.
Gently...
Repetitive...
Her eyes lingering on me.
"You're high"she mumbled,and turned to her book.
"Why not play me something?"I sharply returned.
It is something I've always wished.
To...
807 reads
9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Feb 2013 3:17am
14th Feb 2013 3:17am
MY QUEEN ANNE'S LACE
Hey...My Queen Anne's lace,
my Adianna.
Hey...My sweet embrace,
yet to be born.
DON'T WASTE YOUR WISHES ON STARS...
THE UNIVERSE WILL ONLY TEAR YOU APART.
Questions here won't get you far.
Who I am,and who you are,
sweet Queen Anne's lace.
my Adianna.
Hey...My sweet embrace,
yet to be born.
DON'T WASTE YOUR WISHES ON STARS...
THE UNIVERSE WILL ONLY TEAR YOU APART.
Questions here won't get you far.
Who I am,and who you are,
sweet Queen Anne's lace.
778 reads
7 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
14th Feb 2013 3:10am
14th Feb 2013 3:10am
MORBID SYMPHONY
Sweetness moves to a symphony...
A jaded morbid symphony...
The coward bleeds out from my eyes...
Far from A delicate demise...
I have witnessed.
I have been there.
Miracles are only manifestations of hope.
Hello...
Is anybody there?
Am I talking to an echo,
with a voice of despair?
Hello...
Reach for me you dare.
I'll drag you in my purgatory,
with misery to share...
...
A jaded morbid symphony...
The coward bleeds out from my eyes...
Far from A delicate demise...
I have witnessed.
I have been there.
Miracles are only manifestations of hope.
Hello...
Is anybody there?
Am I talking to an echo,
with a voice of despair?
Hello...
Reach for me you dare.
I'll drag you in my purgatory,
with misery to share...
...
675 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
13th Feb 2013 2:55am
13th Feb 2013 2:55am
THE DAMAGE
Heart is on the ceiling.
Veins are in the wall.
Drugs or fucking innocence.
Mind or nothing more.
Murder by the stereo.
Sickened to the bone.
I don't need your sympathy.
Just leave me alone.
This is hardly...If that at all.
A simple little piece of me,take a piece back home to mom.
Could I stand forever here,not knowing who I am?
Just sifting through the damage.
Man has stole a tragedy.
A child told a lie.
Psychotic,violent tendencies,
with a medicated mind.
...
Veins are in the wall.
Drugs or fucking innocence.
Mind or nothing more.
Murder by the stereo.
Sickened to the bone.
I don't need your sympathy.
Just leave me alone.
This is hardly...If that at all.
A simple little piece of me,take a piece back home to mom.
Could I stand forever here,not knowing who I am?
Just sifting through the damage.
Man has stole a tragedy.
A child told a lie.
Psychotic,violent tendencies,
with a medicated mind.
...
768 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Feb 2013 7:43pm
12th Feb 2013 7:43pm
CANDYCANE
Scent like the summer,
a heart that's on fire.
Beauty marks form triangles I trace.
Taste like the sunrise.
A softness in her eyes.
I cannot keep my lips off of her face.
My Candycane...
I have seen her fragile hands spread love.
Doing what she can to teach the word.
There's nothing I could ever do,
to change her ways,but I never would.
A heart of gold and stone equally divided.
My Candycane...
imissherimissherimissherimissher.
a heart that's on fire.
Beauty marks form triangles I trace.
Taste like the sunrise.
A softness in her eyes.
I cannot keep my lips off of her face.
My Candycane...
I have seen her fragile hands spread love.
Doing what she can to teach the word.
There's nothing I could ever do,
to change her ways,but I never would.
A heart of gold and stone equally divided.
My Candycane...
imissherimissherimissherimissher.
807 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Feb 2013 2:18am
12th Feb 2013 2:18am
PSYCHOTIC ANGELS
The trees creaked wicked.
Pressed against the dawn.
Vanquished by the distance.
Forgotten by the sun.
following the serpent.
Destines you to fail.
I fooled it now,I'm certain,
into swallowing its own tail.
Upon my flesh,carved symbols.
Into myself unknown.
Beware psychotic angels,
the further in you go.
Whilst in desperate prayer.
I feel one manifest.
An atmospheric tear,
from which the angel steps.
Its gaping mouth was open,
a portal slicing time.
Telepathy unspoken,
told me to crawl inside.
The answers trickled...
Pressed against the dawn.
Vanquished by the distance.
Forgotten by the sun.
following the serpent.
Destines you to fail.
I fooled it now,I'm certain,
into swallowing its own tail.
Upon my flesh,carved symbols.
Into myself unknown.
Beware psychotic angels,
the further in you go.
Whilst in desperate prayer.
I feel one manifest.
An atmospheric tear,
from which the angel steps.
Its gaping mouth was open,
a portal slicing time.
Telepathy unspoken,
told me to crawl inside.
The answers trickled...
860 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Feb 2013 7:46pm
11th Feb 2013 7:46pm
ADAMANTINOMA
Transparent shackles bound tight.
Fused with emotional movement.
Florescent words,dimmed into ambient reflections.
The ghost in the yellow distance,mocks each painful step.
A parasite in the matrix of my soul.
Amber aura crystalline,deafening octaves into statue.
The demon latches...Infected syringes.
Metallic static cools the bloodstream.
Nano hope hardens,a chemical reaction,
under the microscope,connected to my third eye.
Negative energetic collapse,of another failed plan.
Echos of regret,create dense plasmatic fluids.
God...
Fused with emotional movement.
Florescent words,dimmed into ambient reflections.
The ghost in the yellow distance,mocks each painful step.
A parasite in the matrix of my soul.
Amber aura crystalline,deafening octaves into statue.
The demon latches...Infected syringes.
Metallic static cools the bloodstream.
Nano hope hardens,a chemical reaction,
under the microscope,connected to my third eye.
Negative energetic collapse,of another failed plan.
Echos of regret,create dense plasmatic fluids.
God...
774 reads
5 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
6th Feb 2013 3:12am
6th Feb 2013 3:12am
AN ADDICTS ITCH
At first it doesn't bother,
it begins slow,and small.
The high is like no other,
so I can easily scratch it off.
The minutes pass so quickly,
it spreads sporadically.
At this point I am itching,
what feels like internally.
Shedding all my clothes,
my nails won't satisfy.
As fast as I can go,
with whatever I can find.
White lines upon my skin,
turn red,and start to raise.
Though I still can't stop the itch,
I scratch till my flesh breaks.
Clawing through the blood,
and through all seven...
it begins slow,and small.
The high is like no other,
so I can easily scratch it off.
The minutes pass so quickly,
it spreads sporadically.
At this point I am itching,
what feels like internally.
Shedding all my clothes,
my nails won't satisfy.
As fast as I can go,
with whatever I can find.
White lines upon my skin,
turn red,and start to raise.
Though I still can't stop the itch,
I scratch till my flesh breaks.
Clawing through the blood,
and through all seven...
992 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
4th Feb 2013 4:43am
4th Feb 2013 4:43am
SPLINTER
The blackest of rivers.
Where I swam,
and got the splinter.
It stayed with me for years.
Festering under my clothes.
Until...
I couldn't hide it any longer.
I stripped nude,
and screamed for someone to remove it.
No one dare touch such an ugly wound.
What was left to do but close my eyes,
grit my teeth,
and rip that motherfucker out myself?!?
here
goes
nothing...
Where I swam,
and got the splinter.
It stayed with me for years.
Festering under my clothes.
Until...
I couldn't hide it any longer.
I stripped nude,
and screamed for someone to remove it.
No one dare touch such an ugly wound.
What was left to do but close my eyes,
grit my teeth,
and rip that motherfucker out myself?!?
here
goes
nothing...
692 reads
2 Comments
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