Submissions by nostalgic_hue (Alienist)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I give you worlds, and warmth for your hearts, and a little freedom to follow the wind.
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Nov 2021 1:18pm
18th Nov 2021 1:18pm
Valar Morghulis
You spent all my feelings
Really,
I don't think there is anything more left for you to hurt,
And I'm about to open this last chapter
And I don’t want this to end just yet
I’m still learning how to walk,
Again
through your heart
through your wilderness of thorn and ash,
I’m still learning how to choose my pain
How to carefully pick where it breaks,
I’m still learning how to make the pain hurt a little less
I'll be meeting you soon
perhaps in the light
Perhaps in the darkness
Perhaps in another lonely place we've been...
Really,
I don't think there is anything more left for you to hurt,
And I'm about to open this last chapter
And I don’t want this to end just yet
I’m still learning how to walk,
Again
through your heart
through your wilderness of thorn and ash,
I’m still learning how to choose my pain
How to carefully pick where it breaks,
I’m still learning how to make the pain hurt a little less
I'll be meeting you soon
perhaps in the light
Perhaps in the darkness
Perhaps in another lonely place we've been...
#depression
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DARK POEM
Published
12th May 2020 1:35pm
12th May 2020 1:35pm
So warm
#sensual
#temptation
743 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
1st Dec 2019 3:16pm
1st Dec 2019 3:16pm
A Theory on Darkness
I have a theory about darkness
I have a theory about things that move in the dark like shadows
and swallow love and light like a black hole abyss
I have a theory about ordinary madness
Because it's the thing that makes me bounce back up to you when you throw me to the ground
Because I breathe it in like thc fumes because I breathe it in like the choking gasps you give before I make you scream
Because I breathe it in with every rapid haerbeat each time your heart sinks in
I have a theory about kisses and caresses
needles pins and love made with broken...
I have a theory about things that move in the dark like shadows
and swallow love and light like a black hole abyss
I have a theory about ordinary madness
Because it's the thing that makes me bounce back up to you when you throw me to the ground
Because I breathe it in like thc fumes because I breathe it in like the choking gasps you give before I make you scream
Because I breathe it in with every rapid haerbeat each time your heart sinks in
I have a theory about kisses and caresses
needles pins and love made with broken...
#UnrequitedLove
#temptation
#hurt
422 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Nov 2019 11:29pm
30th Nov 2019 11:29pm
E.K.W
You reminded me
that however impossible it seems
to love again is possible,
even if it happens in the most different of ways.
You reminded me,
that to fall in love again, was possible, even if it happens
in the most unexpected ways,
in the most unexpected places,
that to fall in love was not a weakness,
It still remains to me ,
a beautiful thing.
a beautiful truth.
that however impossible it seems
to love again is possible,
even if it happens in the most different of ways.
You reminded me,
that to fall in love again, was possible, even if it happens
in the most unexpected ways,
in the most unexpected places,
that to fall in love was not a weakness,
It still remains to me ,
a beautiful thing.
a beautiful truth.
#love
#hope
#redemption
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Nov 2019 11:26pm
30th Nov 2019 11:26pm
Do not look away
Do not look away
from my mud covered face
From my regret and shame
My bones are fond of falling
My heart has made acquaintance with the low
My mind, with all the failure
But I subscribe to the faith of rising again from falls so devastating you seem to forget how to walk again
I believe in miracles of phaenixes dancing in the ashes of their own wills
I believe in time and how it creates things from nothing
I believe in the moments that go so wrong and in days so bad that breath itself looses meaning
I believe in broken things...
from my mud covered face
From my regret and shame
My bones are fond of falling
My heart has made acquaintance with the low
My mind, with all the failure
But I subscribe to the faith of rising again from falls so devastating you seem to forget how to walk again
I believe in miracles of phaenixes dancing in the ashes of their own wills
I believe in time and how it creates things from nothing
I believe in the moments that go so wrong and in days so bad that breath itself looses meaning
I believe in broken things...
#strength
#hope
#TimeHeals #redemption
#TimeHeals #redemption
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th May 2018 8:41pm
15th May 2018 8:41pm
memories
The blue hues that
marked the endings of our horizons
the pine canopies,the daffodils,the shades...
the juniper fortresses and magnolia forests
long grasses that danced in the winds,
caressing and licking...
playing with the lonely plains
The September rains
that washed away our worries
the lengthy drizzles,
that drenched the trees with merry...
indigo dusks whence owls hooted,
and magenta dawns...
the sun bursting up;
to an orchestra of birds and insects...
The winds between the leaves and the willow trees...
marked the endings of our horizons
the pine canopies,the daffodils,the shades...
the juniper fortresses and magnolia forests
long grasses that danced in the winds,
caressing and licking...
playing with the lonely plains
The September rains
that washed away our worries
the lengthy drizzles,
that drenched the trees with merry...
indigo dusks whence owls hooted,
and magenta dawns...
the sun bursting up;
to an orchestra of birds and insects...
The winds between the leaves and the willow trees...
#TimeHeals
510 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
15th May 2018 7:59pm
15th May 2018 7:59pm
You
your words...are like spikes;
but each time you speak,
i follow your voice's command
your fingers...are
like daggers digging deep
beneath my skin...
but still i can't stop wanting your touch
however cold...still i always welcome in your hugs
and your presence is
like burning coals
being stoked from under my heart
but still
i will always be there to answer
your every call...
why...
but each time you speak,
i follow your voice's command
your fingers...are
like daggers digging deep
beneath my skin...
but still i can't stop wanting your touch
however cold...still i always welcome in your hugs
and your presence is
like burning coals
being stoked from under my heart
but still
i will always be there to answer
your every call...
why...
#dark
#denial
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DARK POEM
Published
12th May 2018 10:02am
12th May 2018 10:02am
...of I...
what dreams may come....
on my road to perdition....
what pasts may spring to life
....to haunt me back...
to the painful reality ...
what visions....
may dwell...
within my troubled head....
on my road to perdition....
what pasts may spring to life
....to haunt me back...
to the painful reality ...
what visions....
may dwell...
within my troubled head....
#anxiety
#grief
#confusion
#despair
#emptiness
497 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th May 2018 9:50am
12th May 2018 9:50am
THE FATE OF US
may the fallen angels
mourn our fate
may the cherubim
weep for our sake...
for the path ahead is treacherous
and the night is without grace
without mercy...without solace
whither we go
lies no comfort of souls
we forever shall dwell
in any welcome faith
a weaker belief...
of a next day...
and the untrusted assurance
of our sickly beating hearts...
may the devil intercede for us
may the demons
join in our singing
as with uncertainty
'ere we disappear...
sinking....into a wild dark.
mourn our fate
may the cherubim
weep for our sake...
for the path ahead is treacherous
and the night is without grace
without mercy...without solace
whither we go
lies no comfort of souls
we forever shall dwell
in any welcome faith
a weaker belief...
of a next day...
and the untrusted assurance
of our sickly beating hearts...
may the devil intercede for us
may the demons
join in our singing
as with uncertainty
'ere we disappear...
sinking....into a wild dark.
#anxiety
460 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Apr 2018 8:40am
30th Apr 2018 8:40am
DEATH LUST.
I want to bleed and weep
i want to bleed red rivers and shed blackened tears
to fill the soulless void
where once my heart was hidden
i want to drown in burning lava
red hot bubbling magma
in the sulphur lake
of my past mistakes
as my wiry hairs
go up in flames...
i want to run away
from the condemning lights
flee far away
from this condescending faces
run into the darkness
into holy sweet loneliness
i want to dive deep into oblivion
where only infinity can find me
i want to look up
and see...
i want to bleed red rivers and shed blackened tears
to fill the soulless void
where once my heart was hidden
i want to drown in burning lava
red hot bubbling magma
in the sulphur lake
of my past mistakes
as my wiry hairs
go up in flames...
i want to run away
from the condemning lights
flee far away
from this condescending faces
run into the darkness
into holy sweet loneliness
i want to dive deep into oblivion
where only infinity can find me
i want to look up
and see...
#depression
#death
#LifeStruggles
531 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Apr 2018 8:23am
30th Apr 2018 8:23am
REMEMBER
The air,the air,it whispers,
remember,remember
the ides of November,
when the willow trees swayed,
to the alpian breeze,
remember the soft hoar,
the grasses shivered,
the streams,they trembled.
Behold,the creek,
...
remember,remember
the ides of November,
when the willow trees swayed,
to the alpian breeze,
remember the soft hoar,
the grasses shivered,
the streams,they trembled.
Behold,the creek,
...
#nature
#memories
597 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
26th Apr 2018 9:17am
26th Apr 2018 9:17am
TO PAIN BE THE GLORY
I want to feel those blades,
slicing through my skin
till my blood fresh and scarlet,
drips from within...
I want to get drunk with the sound,
of that hammer pounding
till i feel heavy and groggy,
and weary of shouting...
slicing through my skin
till my blood fresh and scarlet,
drips from within...
I want to get drunk with the sound,
of that hammer pounding
till i feel heavy and groggy,
and weary of shouting...
#gothic
543 reads
2 Comments
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