Submissions by personanongrata (Astral Gift)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
lyricist, poet, writer
STORY POEM
Published
21st Jun 2015 12:50pm
21st Jun 2015 12:50pm
MY SENSES ON DENIAL
Blinkers aside your ears
Your sight is fenced
Shields on what he feels
With eyes to be depressed.
Vanity is well hidden
Hope's disguised into a shroud
I felt on my body written
words I shouldn't say outloud.
He touched me and smelled the paint
An echo of his voice , "This is blood..,blood.."
I tasted it and was about to faint
I said ''help me", and heard "I can't".
Inside myself's nest
Sounds are fading away
Sight is following next
This is the prize I have to pay.
My emotions are...
Your sight is fenced
Shields on what he feels
With eyes to be depressed.
Vanity is well hidden
Hope's disguised into a shroud
I felt on my body written
words I shouldn't say outloud.
He touched me and smelled the paint
An echo of his voice , "This is blood..,blood.."
I tasted it and was about to faint
I said ''help me", and heard "I can't".
Inside myself's nest
Sounds are fading away
Sight is following next
This is the prize I have to pay.
My emotions are...
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DARK POEM
Published
21st Jun 2015 1:00am
21st Jun 2015 1:00am
TRAGIC IRONY
Seek me
Find me
Make me strong
Babe it shouldn't last too long
If you'd like you may stop
Release your fucking neck tied rope
It's a tragic irony that you're alive
You're repeated history in your family's archive
They all gave you shit as a piece of advice
And you stood lazy, sad, dreamer and nice
A strange device
A girl who dies
They threw the dice to be advised
Medical lies
A boy who cries
A tragic irony twice
His yellow eyes
an unlike maybe
My own quilt
a crying baby
My last 1/3 down in the sink...
Find me
Make me strong
Babe it shouldn't last too long
If you'd like you may stop
Release your fucking neck tied rope
It's a tragic irony that you're alive
You're repeated history in your family's archive
They all gave you shit as a piece of advice
And you stood lazy, sad, dreamer and nice
A strange device
A girl who dies
They threw the dice to be advised
Medical lies
A boy who cries
A tragic irony twice
His yellow eyes
an unlike maybe
My own quilt
a crying baby
My last 1/3 down in the sink...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
20th Jun 2015 00:58am
20th Jun 2015 00:58am
self knowledge
I hate myself
I want him dead
"But you can't kill me" once he said,
"cause if you do
you'll be dead too
and noone is going to cry for you".
Get to know to yourself better
you're about to enter a shelter
Learn your fucking list of traits
change yourself your life awaits.
Traits you should embrace and hold
Traits you should erase as told
Traits you should change a bit
for you in society to fit.
Well, I,
with my conscious with sense
with this confession as a defense
admit how horrible I...
I want him dead
"But you can't kill me" once he said,
"cause if you do
you'll be dead too
and noone is going to cry for you".
Get to know to yourself better
you're about to enter a shelter
Learn your fucking list of traits
change yourself your life awaits.
Traits you should embrace and hold
Traits you should erase as told
Traits you should change a bit
for you in society to fit.
Well, I,
with my conscious with sense
with this confession as a defense
admit how horrible I...
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Jun 2015 2:46pm
19th Jun 2015 2:46pm
THE ABYSS
The abyss lies,
the abyss hides
the abyss welcomes him who defies.
Put your head
on your funeral bed
the abyss sends its flying pet.
Blue fire wings
of a bird that sings,
I'm sorry, Ben, the abyss wins..
His silent screams,
his vains' blood streams
the abyss visits you in your dreams.
There is no scar
but a pentacle star
is making the wall appear bizarre.
Invisable threat
Deamons with no head
They want to be fed
Bam..! He is dead.
Creatures'eyes congestion
with Lucifer's reflection
whispers...
the abyss hides
the abyss welcomes him who defies.
Put your head
on your funeral bed
the abyss sends its flying pet.
Blue fire wings
of a bird that sings,
I'm sorry, Ben, the abyss wins..
His silent screams,
his vains' blood streams
the abyss visits you in your dreams.
There is no scar
but a pentacle star
is making the wall appear bizarre.
Invisable threat
Deamons with no head
They want to be fed
Bam..! He is dead.
Creatures'eyes congestion
with Lucifer's reflection
whispers...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
19th Jun 2015 1:23pm
19th Jun 2015 1:23pm
THE REBELLION OF A MIRROR
You are my truth crawling naked, bare
You're pointing me my fair and unfair
A piece of glass includes my quilt
and searches in me my old lost wit.
You're like a wound dispersed with salt
Clouds are shaping the words 'it's all your fault'
And you admire the sky and stare
your own self fade in the air
You are quilty of the unknown
of my fucking miserable dawn
of giving me a stolen crown
of leaving me to die alone
So you're convicted now to rot
imprisoned in my mind and stored
You may have failed...
You're pointing me my fair and unfair
A piece of glass includes my quilt
and searches in me my old lost wit.
You're like a wound dispersed with salt
Clouds are shaping the words 'it's all your fault'
And you admire the sky and stare
your own self fade in the air
You are quilty of the unknown
of my fucking miserable dawn
of giving me a stolen crown
of leaving me to die alone
So you're convicted now to rot
imprisoned in my mind and stored
You may have failed...
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ANGER POEM
Published
18th Jun 2015 6:15pm
18th Jun 2015 6:15pm
suck this
I saw a dream
it was all grey
it represented my lost years
I saw him
he said I can't stay
he represented my long gone fears.
My fear is back
along with my faith
those brought me luck
and the end of my hate.
I used to be locked
I used to be mocked
but now they can suck on my fucking cock.
A lot of riot
a piece of quiet
and my stupidity made me fail.
Rage and lies
under disguise
I am not longer for internal sale.
it was all grey
it represented my lost years
I saw him
he said I can't stay
he represented my long gone fears.
My fear is back
along with my faith
those brought me luck
and the end of my hate.
I used to be locked
I used to be mocked
but now they can suck on my fucking cock.
A lot of riot
a piece of quiet
and my stupidity made me fail.
Rage and lies
under disguise
I am not longer for internal sale.
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
18th Jun 2015 5:46pm
18th Jun 2015 5:46pm
VOW
I take a vital oath
and people think that I'm dying.
You take another
but I know you well when you're lying.
As the earth goes round
I grow older and my soul beutifies.
But this beauty is a change
I can't stand cause time on my face testifies.
Time is a foe
and its eternal counters are mortals.
They don't have a choice
it's like a river and the falls are its portals.
And a men in his grief
wears a smile like a drunk groom and fights gravity.
While in his...
and people think that I'm dying.
You take another
but I know you well when you're lying.
As the earth goes round
I grow older and my soul beutifies.
But this beauty is a change
I can't stand cause time on my face testifies.
Time is a foe
and its eternal counters are mortals.
They don't have a choice
it's like a river and the falls are its portals.
And a men in his grief
wears a smile like a drunk groom and fights gravity.
While in his...
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SELF POEM
Published
17th Jun 2015 6:04pm
17th Jun 2015 6:04pm
A PRAYER
Nothing will ever be okay
I'll never live a happy day
Just tell me why I have no hope
Just say something and I'll drop this rope
When I was little I made a wish
To die as a human, as a flower to bliss
I regret wishing never to grow old
I regret not doing as I was told
I've been upgrading a useless talent
I wish I had been a better parent
It's such a pity, it's such a waste
My tears have a disqusting taste
I feel I'm useless, I feel I'm damned
I'm stuck in a self made fucking trap
Who is responsible for my...
I'll never live a happy day
Just tell me why I have no hope
Just say something and I'll drop this rope
When I was little I made a wish
To die as a human, as a flower to bliss
I regret wishing never to grow old
I regret not doing as I was told
I've been upgrading a useless talent
I wish I had been a better parent
It's such a pity, it's such a waste
My tears have a disqusting taste
I feel I'm useless, I feel I'm damned
I'm stuck in a self made fucking trap
Who is responsible for my...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
16th Jun 2015 4:53pm
16th Jun 2015 4:53pm
Quality restored?
A manipulation of myself to prove quality's restored.
Illusive, unfulfilled dreams
your entrails are now dissolved.
To find the dawn you must not ever stop the fight.
You fight yourself
you know him well
It doesn't feel so right.
So, make him small and storage him behind and in your head.
"Don't wrangle, see, suffer no more, I love you" mama said.
I answered back but it was too late...the time for her had come.
I sniffed a line to ease the pain ..I think I even cried.
That's weird because we never had a mother fucking bond. ...
Illusive, unfulfilled dreams
your entrails are now dissolved.
To find the dawn you must not ever stop the fight.
You fight yourself
you know him well
It doesn't feel so right.
So, make him small and storage him behind and in your head.
"Don't wrangle, see, suffer no more, I love you" mama said.
I answered back but it was too late...the time for her had come.
I sniffed a line to ease the pain ..I think I even cried.
That's weird because we never had a mother fucking bond. ...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
13th Jun 2015 2:33am
13th Jun 2015 2:33am
I woke up
I woke up at my grandma's place
while she was chanting 'what a waste'
I had been sleeping two days in a row
how I managed that, I still don't know.
I woke up on a toilet seat
covered by blood, smelled like shit
I said 'I'm okey just let me go'
the reason I live must not be ignored
I woke up and thought of death
asking of my lifetime's length
I was almost dead and my ressurection
was a fucking instant, daily injection.
I woke up and hate them all
I had no purpose,...
while she was chanting 'what a waste'
I had been sleeping two days in a row
how I managed that, I still don't know.
I woke up on a toilet seat
covered by blood, smelled like shit
I said 'I'm okey just let me go'
the reason I live must not be ignored
I woke up and thought of death
asking of my lifetime's length
I was almost dead and my ressurection
was a fucking instant, daily injection.
I woke up and hate them all
I had no purpose,...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
13th Jun 2015 1:59am
13th Jun 2015 1:59am
A REAL UNREAL MONDAY
A real-unreal Monday and a dumb smile on my face.
I hate to admit it but I don't care, I am a burned up case
Millions of pictures passing by while I'm talking back to you
I'm so confused I can't separate what's fake and what is true.
I'm playing dangerous tonight
there's nothig I can't do
A fucking mix of brown and white
wish you were in my shoe?
I'm after my lost nightmare but now it's not the same
I wanted the excitement without any pain
A temporary amnesia just to forget my name ...
I hate to admit it but I don't care, I am a burned up case
Millions of pictures passing by while I'm talking back to you
I'm so confused I can't separate what's fake and what is true.
I'm playing dangerous tonight
there's nothig I can't do
A fucking mix of brown and white
wish you were in my shoe?
I'm after my lost nightmare but now it's not the same
I wanted the excitement without any pain
A temporary amnesia just to forget my name ...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
11th Jun 2015 4:50pm
11th Jun 2015 4:50pm
to my defense confession
Words of request
to my defense confession
pain is for the best
it spreads imagination.
Speaking mandatory lies
screaming but there is no voice
every minute my soul dies
I can't make a fucking choice.
Prayers for a whitish dust
social striving to adjust.
Maybe God keeps a constant eye
on every thought and every crime
Maybe I will sleep tonight
or maybe I'll keep on the fight
Either way the sun will shine
and burn this fucking pain of...
to my defense confession
pain is for the best
it spreads imagination.
Speaking mandatory lies
screaming but there is no voice
every minute my soul dies
I can't make a fucking choice.
Prayers for a whitish dust
social striving to adjust.
Maybe God keeps a constant eye
on every thought and every crime
Maybe I will sleep tonight
or maybe I'll keep on the fight
Either way the sun will shine
and burn this fucking pain of...
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