Submissions by maggot1148 (Conqueror Worm)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poetry keeps me semi-sane.
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jan 2023 5:08am
19th Jan 2023 5:08am
The Union of Frost and Decay
Pain loathes the sound of your voice
Echoing through halls vast but cumbersome
Spreading warmth through an unforgiving landscape
Spread thin with only a glimmer of hope
I drown in the reverberations
Of two lives intricately bound
By tethers nearly severed
Uprooted from the ground
We spoke of time unbroken
Shackled by the circumstance of past
Numb to the strings of fate
Here I stand at the precipice
Grasping at nearly imperceptible salvation
With this ineffable desire to be heard
Near defeat and waning...
Echoing through halls vast but cumbersome
Spreading warmth through an unforgiving landscape
Spread thin with only a glimmer of hope
I drown in the reverberations
Of two lives intricately bound
By tethers nearly severed
Uprooted from the ground
We spoke of time unbroken
Shackled by the circumstance of past
Numb to the strings of fate
Here I stand at the precipice
Grasping at nearly imperceptible salvation
With this ineffable desire to be heard
Near defeat and waning...
#loneliness
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Jan 2023 8:19pm
16th Jan 2023 8:19pm
I Bide My Time
You recoil at my touch
Like a stone, cold and rigid
I'm simple, I don't ask for much
I see no reason for you to be so frigid
I've spent countless restless nights
Tossing and turning in the moons pale glow
Pondering your repulsion to my futile plight
Day in and out, searching, I still don't know
How to move past this recurring dream
Puzzling till my skull splits at the seams
I bide my time
Gentle in the waking hour
Sensitive to the morning light
With one touch, you curdle like milk, so sour
So...
Like a stone, cold and rigid
I'm simple, I don't ask for much
I see no reason for you to be so frigid
I've spent countless restless nights
Tossing and turning in the moons pale glow
Pondering your repulsion to my futile plight
Day in and out, searching, I still don't know
How to move past this recurring dream
Puzzling till my skull splits at the seams
I bide my time
Gentle in the waking hour
Sensitive to the morning light
With one touch, you curdle like milk, so sour
So...
#depression
#loneliness
#insomnia
#FeelingLost
#nightmares
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Sep 2019 8:48am
12th Sep 2019 8:48am
Depression
Here I am apathetic
Again drawn to comfort in nothing
Insomnia drags on like a pull on a cigarette
Unable to sleep unable to breathe
The world crushing down on me
Suffering my existence
It's a crisis
Eyelids heavy but they never seem to close
Blankly staring at the ceiling
Where shadows dance and my
Hemophiliac mind tells me
"Schizophrenia"
"Cancer"
"Anxiety"
Somethings wrong with me
I just can't put my finger on it
Unwilling to face the day in confidence
I just want to fucking sleep
Again drawn to comfort in nothing
Insomnia drags on like a pull on a cigarette
Unable to sleep unable to breathe
The world crushing down on me
Suffering my existence
It's a crisis
Eyelids heavy but they never seem to close
Blankly staring at the ceiling
Where shadows dance and my
Hemophiliac mind tells me
"Schizophrenia"
"Cancer"
"Anxiety"
Somethings wrong with me
I just can't put my finger on it
Unwilling to face the day in confidence
I just want to fucking sleep
#anxiety
#depression
#insomnia
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2019 6:31am
2nd Aug 2019 6:31am
Dreaming of Sleep
It's the new flame
Smothered under the weight
Of a world filled with melancholy
Too far to reach
But close enough to taste
Happy people
So uncertainly certain
Careening down the sheer mountain crag
Of another life, shred between
The sickle of time and the
Painting of a time spent everlasting
Immortal memory in thickening strands
Of blood and misery
Drain down the chin of an
All encompassing maw of existential dread
Nostalgia fuels the waking moments
While loathing and longing fill
The...
Smothered under the weight
Of a world filled with melancholy
Too far to reach
But close enough to taste
Happy people
So uncertainly certain
Careening down the sheer mountain crag
Of another life, shred between
The sickle of time and the
Painting of a time spent everlasting
Immortal memory in thickening strands
Of blood and misery
Drain down the chin of an
All encompassing maw of existential dread
Nostalgia fuels the waking moments
While loathing and longing fill
The...
#despair
#suffering
#emptiness #FeelingTrapped
#emptiness #FeelingTrapped
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DARK POEM
Published
29th Mar 2017 1:00pm
29th Mar 2017 1:00pm
Fantasy
Set beneath the ruined sun
My eyes scorch the earthen run
There beyond the dusty beach
Father comes round to breach
The light that warms the cragg'd moor
Hiding glance of that wooden door
Shaming the shadows quick to preen
Oe'r the Crimson devil's fiend
Bleeding down upon the rock
Seven ships soon to dock
Many a merry married men
Gather round the whore to mend
The preying tongue of their transgression
And the curdling fire of obsession
The seed of doubt that fuels their fire
Longs more for...
My eyes scorch the earthen run
There beyond the dusty beach
Father comes round to breach
The light that warms the cragg'd moor
Hiding glance of that wooden door
Shaming the shadows quick to preen
Oe'r the Crimson devil's fiend
Bleeding down upon the rock
Seven ships soon to dock
Many a merry married men
Gather round the whore to mend
The preying tongue of their transgression
And the curdling fire of obsession
The seed of doubt that fuels their fire
Longs more for...
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2016 4:19am
23rd Mar 2016 4:19am
The Hawthorne Effect
Paranoia, I'm scared there's people watching me
In the dark, just behind
I turn my head and glimpse out of my peripheral
Shadows and paintings of laughing faces
I tighten my pose and
Clench my fists
Darling waits in the corner
Nose pressed to the cold
While I cover my face and
Lower my eyes in hate
Self hate
Always watching but never receiving
Anything but judgement and deceit
Turn the cheek
Soften my lips
Whet my desire
But nothing ever comes of it
I'm alone here in the dark
Marking my...
In the dark, just behind
I turn my head and glimpse out of my peripheral
Shadows and paintings of laughing faces
I tighten my pose and
Clench my fists
Darling waits in the corner
Nose pressed to the cold
While I cover my face and
Lower my eyes in hate
Self hate
Always watching but never receiving
Anything but judgement and deceit
Turn the cheek
Soften my lips
Whet my desire
But nothing ever comes of it
I'm alone here in the dark
Marking my...
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2016 3:32am
23rd Mar 2016 3:32am
The Life of a Peach
Naked peaches lie upon the ground leaking their juice in arcs down individual blades of grass
And I wonder
"What mischievous force acts upon these peaches to drip their nectar upon the ground."
They are not rotting, but they are soft
Flies breeze around their sweet pulp looking for an excuse to bring their meager tongues to its surface
As to not disturb it's morbid beauty
As much, this is what I think, in my personification of flies
But everyone knows that flies do not think
So this is how it must be
The peach falls and is trampled...
And I wonder
"What mischievous force acts upon these peaches to drip their nectar upon the ground."
They are not rotting, but they are soft
Flies breeze around their sweet pulp looking for an excuse to bring their meager tongues to its surface
As to not disturb it's morbid beauty
As much, this is what I think, in my personification of flies
But everyone knows that flies do not think
So this is how it must be
The peach falls and is trampled...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2016 1:48am
22nd Mar 2016 1:48am
Exodus
Babbling incoherence
In convenience, or lackluster social convention
Worth no time
Reasoning with catharsis
Bitch drinks of blood
Reeks of it
In praise of Egyptian cotton
Sheets of canvas molded in plaster
The gods have betrayed another
As I lie in contempt
Sword in stone
Rune of power
Kill another
Soul omen
Selfish loneliness
Calling upon me in this late hour
To be in solitude...
Oh so sweet
But bitter rebuttal
Received in awakening
Gnaws at my sacred silence
In convenience, or lackluster social convention
Worth no time
Reasoning with catharsis
Bitch drinks of blood
Reeks of it
In praise of Egyptian cotton
Sheets of canvas molded in plaster
The gods have betrayed another
As I lie in contempt
Sword in stone
Rune of power
Kill another
Soul omen
Selfish loneliness
Calling upon me in this late hour
To be in solitude...
Oh so sweet
But bitter rebuttal
Received in awakening
Gnaws at my sacred silence
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ANGER POEM
Published
8th Mar 2016 11:46am
8th Mar 2016 11:46am
f**k Joan Rivers
As hair bristles in the leather upon her nape
At the sight of flesh spread wide in arcs of disgust
She envies the tone of skin and muscle shape
Under the silky sheets of plaster faces and glorified pornography
She thinks only in pounds and inches
He bleeds for woe within the gray catacomb of his head
Pleading only that beauty could be seen from inside the casting mold of plastic terra cotta clones
As bodies are comprised of cells in varying assorted stained glass window assortments
If only an understanding could be reached as only...
At the sight of flesh spread wide in arcs of disgust
She envies the tone of skin and muscle shape
Under the silky sheets of plaster faces and glorified pornography
She thinks only in pounds and inches
He bleeds for woe within the gray catacomb of his head
Pleading only that beauty could be seen from inside the casting mold of plastic terra cotta clones
As bodies are comprised of cells in varying assorted stained glass window assortments
If only an understanding could be reached as only...
725 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2016 2:51pm
2nd Mar 2016 2:51pm
The Evil Trinity Part 1 (Astaroth)
We ponder only of treaties in blood
upon a mortal existence wrought with decay
Feigning love in droves of roses aching for mud
for the dove knows not what lies beneath the ground in bouquets
Heir of vanity and thorn
bequeath unto me the illusion of your translucent delusion
Shackle me in fire 'fore I dissever tomorrow's mourn'
so I may enact your wrath as you seethe in abated seclusion
Beautiful angel, will you not bestow your blessing unto me
Your beady black, aye! Beneath your...
upon a mortal existence wrought with decay
Feigning love in droves of roses aching for mud
for the dove knows not what lies beneath the ground in bouquets
Heir of vanity and thorn
bequeath unto me the illusion of your translucent delusion
Shackle me in fire 'fore I dissever tomorrow's mourn'
so I may enact your wrath as you seethe in abated seclusion
Beautiful angel, will you not bestow your blessing unto me
Your beady black, aye! Beneath your...
833 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Mar 2016 3:48am
1st Mar 2016 3:48am
'Shrooms
I tread where others fear to take even the most timid of steps
My childish sense of wonder urges me to place one foot in front of the other in an off-kilter cadence
The forest which surrounds me beckons me further to the rise and fall of its peaks and valleys
Leaves flutter like wind-soaked *pages* from the autumn sapped oaks, stoic in their deliberate steadfastness
They crackle like bones beneath my somber feet
I become perplexed by a trail of carpenter ants, carrying the carcass of a cicada on their backs
I'm intrigued by the notion of silently *watching*...
My childish sense of wonder urges me to place one foot in front of the other in an off-kilter cadence
The forest which surrounds me beckons me further to the rise and fall of its peaks and valleys
Leaves flutter like wind-soaked *pages* from the autumn sapped oaks, stoic in their deliberate steadfastness
They crackle like bones beneath my somber feet
I become perplexed by a trail of carpenter ants, carrying the carcass of a cicada on their backs
I'm intrigued by the notion of silently *watching*...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Feb 2016 1:23pm
29th Feb 2016 1:23pm
Purple Kisses
Sweet like a fuzzy peach in the heat of June
Endowed with the slow, pin-cushion grace of the harrowed moon
My love, she dances as rose petals beneath my eye
As soft as a bedtime lullaby
Eyes full of innocence and wonder
I'd die before we were torn asunder
My lips long for hers in this late-night hour
If only I could share what could only be ours
A kiss passed from tongue to lip
Like a whisper among tall grass in the form of a cherry bloom
Floating like a boat through the air, the satin ship
To fill this void inside my chest, to seal...
Endowed with the slow, pin-cushion grace of the harrowed moon
My love, she dances as rose petals beneath my eye
As soft as a bedtime lullaby
Eyes full of innocence and wonder
I'd die before we were torn asunder
My lips long for hers in this late-night hour
If only I could share what could only be ours
A kiss passed from tongue to lip
Like a whisper among tall grass in the form of a cherry bloom
Floating like a boat through the air, the satin ship
To fill this void inside my chest, to seal...
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