Submissions by soulreaper13 (Sanixsa Darkcry)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i have alot to get off my chest so i write poetry and let my pencil or pen fly as i smack down my silent words onto paper and make them come to life through words.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2013 1:00am
2nd Oct 2013 1:00am
The stress Monster
harder and harder
faster and faster.
The pounding and beating
screams out MASTER.
you try your best
to out do the rest.
looking up then left.
look down then frown.
Why is it so hard?
why is it so easy?
it builds up
it roars
inside your mind
something pounds on the door.
Harsher and harsher.
louder and louder.
A disturbing growl
a violent howl.
it grows and grows.
It truly knows
the feeling you have.
Inside your mind and body and soul
This beast is weighing down
its taking its toll.
beat after...
faster and faster.
The pounding and beating
screams out MASTER.
you try your best
to out do the rest.
looking up then left.
look down then frown.
Why is it so hard?
why is it so easy?
it builds up
it roars
inside your mind
something pounds on the door.
Harsher and harsher.
louder and louder.
A disturbing growl
a violent howl.
it grows and grows.
It truly knows
the feeling you have.
Inside your mind and body and soul
This beast is weighing down
its taking its toll.
beat after...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Jun 2013 3:48am
24th Jun 2013 3:48am
Monsters
Louder and louder
They roar
run away as they scream somemore.
Wanting and needing
To run away
can you really pay?
It hurts to listen
It hurts to watch.
Shut the door
Pray for no more.
The shadows rise
so do the voices
Your left to think
of so many choices.
You sat and stared
they screeched and glared.
Holding back a whimper
a muse
This is something you
can never get used to.
Monsters scream
so do you
Stop the monsters
before they get you
They roar
run away as they scream somemore.
Wanting and needing
To run away
can you really pay?
It hurts to listen
It hurts to watch.
Shut the door
Pray for no more.
The shadows rise
so do the voices
Your left to think
of so many choices.
You sat and stared
they screeched and glared.
Holding back a whimper
a muse
This is something you
can never get used to.
Monsters scream
so do you
Stop the monsters
before they get you
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th May 2013 10:45pm
15th May 2013 10:45pm
The stranger
Its was so quiet
in the dark
Outside your window
he stays parked.
Looking up
as you look down.
He smiles
you frown.
Down go the blinds
down goes his grin.
A partaking future
of what we call sins.
A tap on the window.
A thud to the floor.
A stranger's smile
so close
whispering 'nevermore.
Looking up
looking sore.
Now there goes the sound
of the shutting door.
Eyes so fierce
look so scared
The stranger gives a piercing smile.
It does not last a while
Nor does the silence.
A tormenting grin...
in the dark
Outside your window
he stays parked.
Looking up
as you look down.
He smiles
you frown.
Down go the blinds
down goes his grin.
A partaking future
of what we call sins.
A tap on the window.
A thud to the floor.
A stranger's smile
so close
whispering 'nevermore.
Looking up
looking sore.
Now there goes the sound
of the shutting door.
Eyes so fierce
look so scared
The stranger gives a piercing smile.
It does not last a while
Nor does the silence.
A tormenting grin...
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th May 2013 10:35pm
15th May 2013 10:35pm
Its Complicated
The one in thine heart
Seems to tear you apart.
Not in a bad way
Not in a good way.
Your heart flutters
shutters then skips a beat.
Listening not looking.
Don't make a peep.
You raise your head
but drop it back down.
The eyes you seek
the eyes you meet.
Take you away
To a complicated land.
A land called love
A land called hate.
Its complicated in a way
that makes you say
I hate you
But i want you.
I see you and get pissed
Yet yearn for you to grab hold.
The one in thine heart
Shall always start
A...
Seems to tear you apart.
Not in a bad way
Not in a good way.
Your heart flutters
shutters then skips a beat.
Listening not looking.
Don't make a peep.
You raise your head
but drop it back down.
The eyes you seek
the eyes you meet.
Take you away
To a complicated land.
A land called love
A land called hate.
Its complicated in a way
that makes you say
I hate you
But i want you.
I see you and get pissed
Yet yearn for you to grab hold.
The one in thine heart
Shall always start
A...
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Oct 2012 11:56pm
4th Oct 2012 11:56pm
I am the girl
Sitting alone
Never enough.
Tears fall down
As I act so tough.
I am sorry
I am not
The one you prefer.
I am the other girl
The less important girl
The girl who would scream
And many will ignore.
I am the girl
Who no person sees.
I am the girl
Who is spoken of as
Cowardly.... Meek.
Spoken as the one who will cry
When things get to tough.
I am the girl who stands in the back
And stays away.
I am the girl who will take
The judgment and not speak up.
I am that girl
Who has a lot to say
But only says...
Never enough.
Tears fall down
As I act so tough.
I am sorry
I am not
The one you prefer.
I am the other girl
The less important girl
The girl who would scream
And many will ignore.
I am the girl
Who no person sees.
I am the girl
Who is spoken of as
Cowardly.... Meek.
Spoken as the one who will cry
When things get to tough.
I am the girl who stands in the back
And stays away.
I am the girl who will take
The judgment and not speak up.
I am that girl
Who has a lot to say
But only says...
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ANGER POEM
Published
9th Sep 2012 1:49am
9th Sep 2012 1:49am
The angry wallflower
Staring at the very people
Who piss you off
The very people who
Do not deserve
The very fucking air
They breathe.
Staring at the very people
Who mock you with their eyes.
The same people who make you realize
That the anger you hide
Should be fucking released.
You want to hit them
You want to choke them.
In your mind you've
Already killed several times.
Leaning against the wall
Balling your fist
The tears of pure rage
Falling down red.
Wanting to lung ahead
To kill them all
To see them dead.
Such a...
Who piss you off
The very people who
Do not deserve
The very fucking air
They breathe.
Staring at the very people
Who mock you with their eyes.
The same people who make you realize
That the anger you hide
Should be fucking released.
You want to hit them
You want to choke them.
In your mind you've
Already killed several times.
Leaning against the wall
Balling your fist
The tears of pure rage
Falling down red.
Wanting to lung ahead
To kill them all
To see them dead.
Such a...
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Sep 2012 1:33am
9th Sep 2012 1:33am
The war with myself
Sitting quiet alone
And frail.
Tears stream down your face
Stinging your eyes
As the words of your tormentor
Fill your mind.
Yet you do nothing
Yet you let them
You never fight back.
You sit and cry
Wondering if you should run or
Yet again hide.
You shame yourself
You sit pitiful.
Sitting in front of the mirror telling yourself
Your a crybaby.
Fighting a war with yourself
Crying at the fact
That it's all true.
The war with yourself
The war you can not
Dare to fight back.
Sitting alone
Crying so...
And frail.
Tears stream down your face
Stinging your eyes
As the words of your tormentor
Fill your mind.
Yet you do nothing
Yet you let them
You never fight back.
You sit and cry
Wondering if you should run or
Yet again hide.
You shame yourself
You sit pitiful.
Sitting in front of the mirror telling yourself
Your a crybaby.
Fighting a war with yourself
Crying at the fact
That it's all true.
The war with yourself
The war you can not
Dare to fight back.
Sitting alone
Crying so...
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Sep 2012 11:57pm
6th Sep 2012 11:57pm
The darkness
The darkness
So cold and damp.
A place of fear and suspense.
The darkness is
The darkness was a temporary obstacle.
The darkness of
Ones feeble mind.
Turning things backwards
Wasting no time.
A place of sorrow
Yet overwhelming glee.
A history in time
Of nothing more
than what I see.
The darkness is
A turning table
A reason to search
To create a fable.
A time in darkness
Is no time at all.
Fearing the prison
That you have when you fall.
The darkness of
A powerless being.
Overwhelmed by what he...
So cold and damp.
A place of fear and suspense.
The darkness is
The darkness was a temporary obstacle.
The darkness of
Ones feeble mind.
Turning things backwards
Wasting no time.
A place of sorrow
Yet overwhelming glee.
A history in time
Of nothing more
than what I see.
The darkness is
A turning table
A reason to search
To create a fable.
A time in darkness
Is no time at all.
Fearing the prison
That you have when you fall.
The darkness of
A powerless being.
Overwhelmed by what he...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Sep 2012 11:48pm
6th Sep 2012 11:48pm
A dreamers dream
A dreamers dream
So big yet small.
A time of wonder
A barren wonder wall.
Most call it insanity
A feeble imagination.
A dreamer sees it as
A remarkable possibility.
A time to open your mind.
A dreamers dream
Grows so tall.
A simple fact
A something raw.
A dream can't be stopped
Nor halted in its tracks.
A dreamer dreams
And wishes to never come back
So big yet small.
A time of wonder
A barren wonder wall.
Most call it insanity
A feeble imagination.
A dreamer sees it as
A remarkable possibility.
A time to open your mind.
A dreamers dream
Grows so tall.
A simple fact
A something raw.
A dream can't be stopped
Nor halted in its tracks.
A dreamer dreams
And wishes to never come back
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Aug 2012 10:07pm
7th Aug 2012 10:07pm
the mirror
standing and staring
seeing and blinking.
the person i see
can it really be me?
she stares and wonders
as i stare and think.
is it the same
is it weak.
the person i see
sees me too.
stares and wonders.
she reaches out
and so do i.
the person i am seeing
she laughs then cries.
i tilt my head
she does too.
i reach out and touch
so does she.
the only difference
is i leave smudges
while she keeps
trying to reach me.
seeing and blinking.
the person i see
can it really be me?
she stares and wonders
as i stare and think.
is it the same
is it weak.
the person i see
sees me too.
stares and wonders.
she reaches out
and so do i.
the person i am seeing
she laughs then cries.
i tilt my head
she does too.
i reach out and touch
so does she.
the only difference
is i leave smudges
while she keeps
trying to reach me.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Jun 2012 3:00am
17th Jun 2012 3:00am
in a world
in a world
with a city with no sidewalks
with dirty people
whose faces tell their story.
in a world
with promiscuous girls
who turn out to be guys.
a place with cold water
that falls from the eyes.
in a world
full of hate
the very feeling
called devastation.
manifestation of cruel looks
and even colder eyes.
a smile given up
to a tired society.
in a world
of make believe
filling the heads
of those who cant accept
reality.
society in the wrong
please do share who is right
when your in a world ...
with a city with no sidewalks
with dirty people
whose faces tell their story.
in a world
with promiscuous girls
who turn out to be guys.
a place with cold water
that falls from the eyes.
in a world
full of hate
the very feeling
called devastation.
manifestation of cruel looks
and even colder eyes.
a smile given up
to a tired society.
in a world
of make believe
filling the heads
of those who cant accept
reality.
society in the wrong
please do share who is right
when your in a world ...
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