Submissions by riyah_darling (DementedDamsel)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
16th May 2011 2:44pm
16th May 2011 2:44pm
Bare
The flame in my heart as it seems has stopped flickering.
I am in this room all alone tonight.
My soul is bare, my heart lays raw.
I can be seen as whole by no one,
except the walls which observe me now.
Your ghost it bellows as it licks the window frames.
You remember me for what, my naked body ?
When honestly naked has never been just about clothes,
but to add to that, an open and observable soul.
My hand pressed against my own pale cheek
brings back memories in a yawn.
Remember when your very hand would take the place of mine ?
If...
I am in this room all alone tonight.
My soul is bare, my heart lays raw.
I can be seen as whole by no one,
except the walls which observe me now.
Your ghost it bellows as it licks the window frames.
You remember me for what, my naked body ?
When honestly naked has never been just about clothes,
but to add to that, an open and observable soul.
My hand pressed against my own pale cheek
brings back memories in a yawn.
Remember when your very hand would take the place of mine ?
If...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th May 2011 9:35am
10th May 2011 9:35am
A mothers loss
In the void of night a mother whispers silent stories,
to her children on the ground beneath her.
Her fragile arms ache as the night howls its lullabies,
gently she leans over slightly
and weeps for her dear loss.
Darkened shadows comfort the grave of her daughters.
The coldness echoes like an uncomfortable cry,
and leaves her insides empty and hollow.
Alone she sways with the wind,
a solitary soldier
amongst the dead.
The heavens weep the tears of her...
to her children on the ground beneath her.
Her fragile arms ache as the night howls its lullabies,
gently she leans over slightly
and weeps for her dear loss.
Darkened shadows comfort the grave of her daughters.
The coldness echoes like an uncomfortable cry,
and leaves her insides empty and hollow.
Alone she sways with the wind,
a solitary soldier
amongst the dead.
The heavens weep the tears of her...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Apr 2011 9:18am
25th Apr 2011 9:18am
Lost at sea
A stranger gazed deeply into my eyes today
and told me he had observed a beautiful tradgedy.
A lonely ship on a voyage in the deepest of oceans,
Little hope to guide it to safety
apart from the captains treasured compass.
He told me he could smell the fear welling in my eyes.
Hear me gasping for air as the waters surely rised,
See the doubt in my eyes,
that I would make it through the depths.
He fiddled with his thumbs as he further described his sightings.
A ship not only dealing with depths,
but also fighting thunderstorms up above....
and told me he had observed a beautiful tradgedy.
A lonely ship on a voyage in the deepest of oceans,
Little hope to guide it to safety
apart from the captains treasured compass.
He told me he could smell the fear welling in my eyes.
Hear me gasping for air as the waters surely rised,
See the doubt in my eyes,
that I would make it through the depths.
He fiddled with his thumbs as he further described his sightings.
A ship not only dealing with depths,
but also fighting thunderstorms up above....
935 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
16th Apr 2011 3:30am
16th Apr 2011 3:30am
Suicide, a comfort to inner death
I'm wounded in many ways.
My insides are shattered and tangled
broken into unfixable pieces.
A web of painful nothingness
is all I've ever seemed to be.
My outer shell isn't much different in comparrison.
I am marred by scars
each and every one self inflicted.
Holes and depths in me,
voids of flesh that will never grow back.
Broken and empty on the inside,
damaged and scarred on the outside.
Ravaged beyond repair.
Loved by no one not even myself.
All I want to do is take my own life,
Put an end to all these tangled...
My insides are shattered and tangled
broken into unfixable pieces.
A web of painful nothingness
is all I've ever seemed to be.
My outer shell isn't much different in comparrison.
I am marred by scars
each and every one self inflicted.
Holes and depths in me,
voids of flesh that will never grow back.
Broken and empty on the inside,
damaged and scarred on the outside.
Ravaged beyond repair.
Loved by no one not even myself.
All I want to do is take my own life,
Put an end to all these tangled...
1086 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Mar 2011 3:17am
25th Mar 2011 3:17am
Your eyes
I breathe to see your eyes in the morning
To swim in the depths of them
And to feel at peace with myself.
I smile when I see your eyes glistening
Somehow they make me feel inferior
I a humming bird, and you a beautiful swan
I sing when I see your eyes in the evening
Even when the stars are sleeping
Your eyes are always there warming my heart.
Your eyes as oceans have serenaded me
Your eyes as swans have glided through me
Your eyes as stars have watched and guarded over me
Your eyes have breathed and felt me
And I now...
To swim in the depths of them
And to feel at peace with myself.
I smile when I see your eyes glistening
Somehow they make me feel inferior
I a humming bird, and you a beautiful swan
I sing when I see your eyes in the evening
Even when the stars are sleeping
Your eyes are always there warming my heart.
Your eyes as oceans have serenaded me
Your eyes as swans have glided through me
Your eyes as stars have watched and guarded over me
Your eyes have breathed and felt me
And I now...
1335 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2011 8:14am
23rd Mar 2011 8:14am
Bloodied memories
I held the blade close to my heart,
And like a foolish child I cried.
My tears drowned my aching chest,
And my blood accompanied the descending flow.
Confusion and despair both teased me,
And threw me severely into awful distress
And as panic grasped me with his cold fists,
The silence screamed my name.
Anger swamped and blanketed me,
And numbness darkened the room
But sorrow arose above all feelings,
And regret became exposed.
The shower pounded down on my shame,
And the blood was washed away. ...
And like a foolish child I cried.
My tears drowned my aching chest,
And my blood accompanied the descending flow.
Confusion and despair both teased me,
And threw me severely into awful distress
And as panic grasped me with his cold fists,
The silence screamed my name.
Anger swamped and blanketed me,
And numbness darkened the room
But sorrow arose above all feelings,
And regret became exposed.
The shower pounded down on my shame,
And the blood was washed away. ...
893 reads
7 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
8th Mar 2011 7:27pm
8th Mar 2011 7:27pm
Needs and Urges
The image of blood being poured from a wound
Is more beautiful than to some it may seem
For it is like a flower coming into blossom,
And what once was lost love, starts to burst at the seams.
The urges themselves are like a desire for water,
You crave and you choke, until you feed your need.
And like a flower needs it’s sunshine as well as various storms,
My body needs its outlet, and the urge is to bleed
Is more beautiful than to some it may seem
For it is like a flower coming into blossom,
And what once was lost love, starts to burst at the seams.
The urges themselves are like a desire for water,
You crave and you choke, until you feed your need.
And like a flower needs it’s sunshine as well as various storms,
My body needs its outlet, and the urge is to bleed
1026 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Mar 2011 6:06pm
4th Mar 2011 6:06pm
Razors And Butterflies
I whisper taunted secrets to butterflies,
because secretly they know how I feel
For they too have had their wings
torn into pieces by barbed wire fences
which seperate darkened woods
from hopeful meadows.
I do it to release an everlasting pain,
I do it in hope that it will set me free,
and one day if you carefully
observe a damaged butterfly
You'll start to gain an understanding
of what its like to be me.
because secretly they know how I feel
For they too have had their wings
torn into pieces by barbed wire fences
which seperate darkened woods
from hopeful meadows.
I do it to release an everlasting pain,
I do it in hope that it will set me free,
and one day if you carefully
observe a damaged butterfly
You'll start to gain an understanding
of what its like to be me.
939 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2011 8:15am
3rd Mar 2011 8:15am
The blades sweet kiss
Yet again
she became wounded
by letting him kiss her softly
Soon the passion wont rule her,
but the everlasting guilt will.
she became wounded
by letting him kiss her softly
Soon the passion wont rule her,
but the everlasting guilt will.
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2011 5:11am
2nd Mar 2011 5:11am
secret revealed
.Silent screams given a voice….
….Scar tissue uneasily revealled…
… Concealed inner turmoil abruptantly released…
…Painted on mask harshly torn off….
…Comfort sliding down in blackened tears…
… False smile ripped apart so you can see the truth…
… Her wings lay beneath her feet amongst crumbled foundations…
…Life for her isn’t as easy as she’s made it out to be…
…Lost within words which create turbulence in her stomach…
…Once secrets are revealed, there’s no going back to silence…
.…She opens her mouth, and her lips tremble with honesty…...
….Scar tissue uneasily revealled…
… Concealed inner turmoil abruptantly released…
…Painted on mask harshly torn off….
…Comfort sliding down in blackened tears…
… False smile ripped apart so you can see the truth…
… Her wings lay beneath her feet amongst crumbled foundations…
…Life for her isn’t as easy as she’s made it out to be…
…Lost within words which create turbulence in her stomach…
…Once secrets are revealed, there’s no going back to silence…
.…She opens her mouth, and her lips tremble with honesty…...
974 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2011 8:20am
23rd Feb 2011 8:20am
Unacceptable apologies
I tried to forget the trauma--
daunting memories
abusive childhood
tears cried whilst all were sleeping
and forced bruised smiles.
My memory simply couldn't erase
the pain that dwelled inside.
I tried to see him as a rose without the imperfections.
A sweet flower growing amongst
bitterness,
Falsely imagined through unwilling
forgiveness,
Whilst undeneath I had always just seen the
thorns.
A fist in face for simply answering his questions
Emotions held back because they simply weren't accepted
How...
daunting memories
abusive childhood
tears cried whilst all were sleeping
and forced bruised smiles.
My memory simply couldn't erase
the pain that dwelled inside.
I tried to see him as a rose without the imperfections.
A sweet flower growing amongst
bitterness,
Falsely imagined through unwilling
forgiveness,
Whilst undeneath I had always just seen the
thorns.
A fist in face for simply answering his questions
Emotions held back because they simply weren't accepted
How...
984 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Feb 2011 6:22am
17th Feb 2011 6:22am
A portrait of a loving heart ( not a sad love poem)
On usual occasions I'd pick a rose
let the ugly thorns shadow
my heart,
but today i feel like a different person,
So i allow the roses beauty
to reflect on our love.
One by one I gently tear off the petals
and watch them silently fall
to the earthy surface
Each one glides down upon angels wings
and I smile
as the beauty
sinks deep into my heart
Melting down my walls of fear
causing tears to erupt like a river
streaming effortlessly from my eyes
taking my breath away.
There's never been such a...
let the ugly thorns shadow
my heart,
but today i feel like a different person,
So i allow the roses beauty
to reflect on our love.
One by one I gently tear off the petals
and watch them silently fall
to the earthy surface
Each one glides down upon angels wings
and I smile
as the beauty
sinks deep into my heart
Melting down my walls of fear
causing tears to erupt like a river
streaming effortlessly from my eyes
taking my breath away.
There's never been such a...
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