Submissions by paradisespoet
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Genesis
How can I express my emptiness?
For there is no light or darkness to relate too
There is only the gravity of a void
That has yet to be fulfilled.
The screams that I shout
Only echo to fall upon deaf ears,
And as I move through this endless abyss
I can only be seen by those that are blind.
Do I even exist?
Or am I just the only clear thought
Within my own mind.
My own vacant mind
That doesn’t seem to rest
Maybe this is the only truth I shall ever know
For only nothing comes before God, ...
For there is no light or darkness to relate too
There is only the gravity of a void
That has yet to be fulfilled.
The screams that I shout
Only echo to fall upon deaf ears,
And as I move through this endless abyss
I can only be seen by those that are blind.
Do I even exist?
Or am I just the only clear thought
Within my own mind.
My own vacant mind
That doesn’t seem to rest
Maybe this is the only truth I shall ever know
For only nothing comes before God, ...
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The Fate Of Our Love
Intellectually compassionate within a sea of conviction,
For we hold a testimony
That our love last longer than diamonds.
While we are rooted in the broken shards of eternity
We hold the pieces of forever within our hearts.
A misguided raven I have become,
For I scream cries of forevermore
To you my everlasting dove.
For biblically have you beared
The symbol of hope upon your lips,
And upon you lips
Is where I wish to bear my love.
For a kiss that we share
Could stop the hands of time,
Yet in eyes fate
We shall be...
For we hold a testimony
That our love last longer than diamonds.
While we are rooted in the broken shards of eternity
We hold the pieces of forever within our hearts.
A misguided raven I have become,
For I scream cries of forevermore
To you my everlasting dove.
For biblically have you beared
The symbol of hope upon your lips,
And upon you lips
Is where I wish to bear my love.
For a kiss that we share
Could stop the hands of time,
Yet in eyes fate
We shall be...
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Sounds of a Battle Cry
Grab a blade
For the time is now.
Impulsively will we charge into battle
With the sounds of screams
Uplifting our morale.
At an instant this path becomes
A matter of life and death,
And to those that hesitate they will die.
Remember,
God's reckoning is the only mercy here.
For the only thing our weapons carry
Is a hell bound fury.
And the only gift that you can give
To those that stand in your way of your path
Is a murders intent and pool of his own blood.
So, Lets let our aura
Glow with the will of...
For the time is now.
Impulsively will we charge into battle
With the sounds of screams
Uplifting our morale.
At an instant this path becomes
A matter of life and death,
And to those that hesitate they will die.
Remember,
God's reckoning is the only mercy here.
For the only thing our weapons carry
Is a hell bound fury.
And the only gift that you can give
To those that stand in your way of your path
Is a murders intent and pool of his own blood.
So, Lets let our aura
Glow with the will of...
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The Night Sky
I wonder
If we were stars would we fall together?
I wonder
How many people would wish upon us
For the sake of their love?
Would our destiny's be lock together then?
Could we then stream threw the heavens
As if we were angels;
Free falling in each others arms,
Protected by the light shinning from our hearts?
Maybe then we would be destined.
Destined to soar together above these
Clear skies.
I wonder
Is it because were not stars
That we suffer such cruel fates?
Our destines will always intertwine but,
Never...
If we were stars would we fall together?
I wonder
How many people would wish upon us
For the sake of their love?
Would our destiny's be lock together then?
Could we then stream threw the heavens
As if we were angels;
Free falling in each others arms,
Protected by the light shinning from our hearts?
Maybe then we would be destined.
Destined to soar together above these
Clear skies.
I wonder
Is it because were not stars
That we suffer such cruel fates?
Our destines will always intertwine but,
Never...
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Sadness And Sorrow
Sometimes it's hard to bare
The pain in ones eyes,
And other times
It's agonizing to see the joy
In the eyes of a lost lover.
Because it takes you to a dark place,
And the shadows there
Seems to feed on the loneliness;
That you have made friends with.
For misery is the state of mind that you willing accept,
While you smile at your own self pity
To find some means of joy
In your own existence.
Listen,
If you keep digging deep in that abyss,
You will find the pieces of your broken heart,
And it will be a grim...
The pain in ones eyes,
And other times
It's agonizing to see the joy
In the eyes of a lost lover.
Because it takes you to a dark place,
And the shadows there
Seems to feed on the loneliness;
That you have made friends with.
For misery is the state of mind that you willing accept,
While you smile at your own self pity
To find some means of joy
In your own existence.
Listen,
If you keep digging deep in that abyss,
You will find the pieces of your broken heart,
And it will be a grim...
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My Mona Lisa
I don't know what you have done to me,
But with my words
I can only write of what echoes from my heart.
Yet, softly all I can hear is whipers of your name,
And the imagery that breeds in my mind
Is only a refection of your beauty.
Like a silly boy with a crush
I am enchanted by the gentle curves of your lips,
And burned by the seductive fire that lies within your eyes.
Shyly I must confess
The aroma that fills the air as you walk by
Leaves me to feel somewhat invigorated,
And slightly intoxicated.
It's funny
How I...
But with my words
I can only write of what echoes from my heart.
Yet, softly all I can hear is whipers of your name,
And the imagery that breeds in my mind
Is only a refection of your beauty.
Like a silly boy with a crush
I am enchanted by the gentle curves of your lips,
And burned by the seductive fire that lies within your eyes.
Shyly I must confess
The aroma that fills the air as you walk by
Leaves me to feel somewhat invigorated,
And slightly intoxicated.
It's funny
How I...
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Burning Intensity
My passion is only rivaled
By the edge of a sword
Of a samurai that has yet to cut down
Those that stand in the way of his path.
Or in the bullet
That is concealed in the chamber
Of a cowboy's revolver
That waits to gun down
Those that stand in the way of his justice.
I sympathize not with those that give up on hope.
For our will is what binds us to this decaying world,
And in my eyes if you lack that will of fire
Your are already dead;
And I have no time for the dead.
But for those that burn with the black...
By the edge of a sword
Of a samurai that has yet to cut down
Those that stand in the way of his path.
Or in the bullet
That is concealed in the chamber
Of a cowboy's revolver
That waits to gun down
Those that stand in the way of his justice.
I sympathize not with those that give up on hope.
For our will is what binds us to this decaying world,
And in my eyes if you lack that will of fire
Your are already dead;
And I have no time for the dead.
But for those that burn with the black...
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State Of tThe White Lotus
Lost to nothingness I am.
Buried by the sounds of silence I have become.
For as I sit in this stillness;
My mind finds its self empty and at peace.
For tranquility is at hand,
And the bliss of my actions
Fills my spirit with a calmness;
That is unmatched by any joy that holds vanity.
Wondrous is this trance.
As my consciousness slips away
To a state of beauty;
Held by a light that is forever illuminating my soul.
Let it shine is what my heart screams,
And embrace the roots of the white lotus.
Let serenity bloom,
And grow with...
Buried by the sounds of silence I have become.
For as I sit in this stillness;
My mind finds its self empty and at peace.
For tranquility is at hand,
And the bliss of my actions
Fills my spirit with a calmness;
That is unmatched by any joy that holds vanity.
Wondrous is this trance.
As my consciousness slips away
To a state of beauty;
Held by a light that is forever illuminating my soul.
Let it shine is what my heart screams,
And embrace the roots of the white lotus.
Let serenity bloom,
And grow with...
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Burning Intensity
My passion is only rivaled
By the edge of a sword
Of a samurai that has yet to cut down
Those that stand in the way of his path.
Or in the bullet
That is concealed in the chamber
Of a cowboy's revolver
That waits to gun down
Those that stand in the way of his justice.
I sympathize not with those that give up on hope.
For our will is what binds us to this decaying world,
And in my eyes if you lack that will of fire
Your are already dead;
And I have no time for the dead.
But for those that burn with the black...
By the edge of a sword
Of a samurai that has yet to cut down
Those that stand in the way of his path.
Or in the bullet
That is concealed in the chamber
Of a cowboy's revolver
That waits to gun down
Those that stand in the way of his justice.
I sympathize not with those that give up on hope.
For our will is what binds us to this decaying world,
And in my eyes if you lack that will of fire
Your are already dead;
And I have no time for the dead.
But for those that burn with the black...
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The Unforgiven
The Unforgiven
Face the wind,
And let the breeze carry
Your soul to a state of calmness.
For the truth lies in the air,
And what some call justice
Is only a safe haven for evil men.
I no longer care for the ways of the world.
For in my eyes we all live in a steel tempest,
And the pain cuts like a sweeping blade.
So, I will wander this wind wall of a land relentlessly.
As the sounds of a warrior's flute
Guide the memories of my honor.
And with my last breath;
I will drink under the moonlight for my fallen...
Face the wind,
And let the breeze carry
Your soul to a state of calmness.
For the truth lies in the air,
And what some call justice
Is only a safe haven for evil men.
I no longer care for the ways of the world.
For in my eyes we all live in a steel tempest,
And the pain cuts like a sweeping blade.
So, I will wander this wind wall of a land relentlessly.
As the sounds of a warrior's flute
Guide the memories of my honor.
And with my last breath;
I will drink under the moonlight for my fallen...
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A Curse From The Gods
Funny are the gods.
As they sit upon their thrones,
And plague my heart's ambitions with such desires.
Clever are these immortals.
As they conspire with fate,
And with an agreement has sent you.
To have me waiting;
Holding on to the hope that in dwells pandora's box.
For you are the embodiment of Aphrodite's beauty,
And Cursed I am.
For my eyes will not stray away from the enigma that is your grace,
And even Hades himself;
Would fall to his knees
With a sight of awe to your wonder.
For within your eyes you hold the...
As they sit upon their thrones,
And plague my heart's ambitions with such desires.
Clever are these immortals.
As they conspire with fate,
And with an agreement has sent you.
To have me waiting;
Holding on to the hope that in dwells pandora's box.
For you are the embodiment of Aphrodite's beauty,
And Cursed I am.
For my eyes will not stray away from the enigma that is your grace,
And even Hades himself;
Would fall to his knees
With a sight of awe to your wonder.
For within your eyes you hold the...
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Yin & Yang
I am the beacon of darkness that echoes through the eternal screams of terror.
The falling star that dims in the illuminated spots of the universe.
I am the one that conceals and the bringer of all things tragic.
You will find me in the brightest days,
For I am the shadows of your past.
With in me I am amused by the glory of hope.
The same hope that gives a single warrior the false belief
That he may survive the war.
I am the essence of hate in its flawless form.
My home,
Is forever placed in the pits of hell.
For I am
A fallen angel of a...
The falling star that dims in the illuminated spots of the universe.
I am the one that conceals and the bringer of all things tragic.
You will find me in the brightest days,
For I am the shadows of your past.
With in me I am amused by the glory of hope.
The same hope that gives a single warrior the false belief
That he may survive the war.
I am the essence of hate in its flawless form.
My home,
Is forever placed in the pits of hell.
For I am
A fallen angel of a...
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