Submissions by southernmoonlight (Southern Moonlight)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Dark, inexperienced, daring. My poems are born out of depression, stress, anger. Rarely of happiness, love, desire.
SONG LYRICS
Published
14th Feb 2013 3:42pm
14th Feb 2013 3:42pm
Happy Valentines Day
#ILoveYou
#ValentinesDay
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Feb 2013 1:14pm
14th Feb 2013 1:14pm
Two Kings
I'd burn bright tonight though sure I am in flight,
in flight from the very same I'm chasing from this height.
To pause a while will ruin all this I do,
to pause a while will burn him surely too.
This chase, I say, forever flows through time,
up 'til a time the scythe claims whole my prime.
Though years and years will pass 'fore that will come,
those years though far in time will make me numb.
This chase for now is safe from end abrupt,
will bless all 'round except all those corrupt.
What they deserve is death untold by time,
its better...
in flight from the very same I'm chasing from this height.
To pause a while will ruin all this I do,
to pause a while will burn him surely too.
This chase, I say, forever flows through time,
up 'til a time the scythe claims whole my prime.
Though years and years will pass 'fore that will come,
those years though far in time will make me numb.
This chase for now is safe from end abrupt,
will bless all 'round except all those corrupt.
What they deserve is death untold by time,
its better...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
14th Feb 2013 1:09am
14th Feb 2013 1:09am
Your Lies
Pointing out, the lies,
hidden in your eyes.
I lay, the truth,
underneath the ice.
Your lies,
Your lies,
Will be your downfall,
will be your downfall,
will be your downfall.
never in the world,
will your actions be preserved.
All your bad intentions,
that includes all your connections.
Your lies,
Your lies,
Will be your downfall,
will be your downfall,
will be your downfall.
All the saints, will cry,
the moment that you die.
For they, were not,
the reason of your downfall.
Your...
hidden in your eyes.
I lay, the truth,
underneath the ice.
Your lies,
Your lies,
Will be your downfall,
will be your downfall,
will be your downfall.
never in the world,
will your actions be preserved.
All your bad intentions,
that includes all your connections.
Your lies,
Your lies,
Will be your downfall,
will be your downfall,
will be your downfall.
All the saints, will cry,
the moment that you die.
For they, were not,
the reason of your downfall.
Your...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
14th Feb 2013 00:31am
14th Feb 2013 00:31am
Though It's Over
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Feb 2013 11:44am
13th Feb 2013 11:44am
The Cake is A Lie
Stupid is to sunlight,
blinded by the moon
Ugly is to black light,
shining in the room
So true the lies,
told unto you
For truth is false,
believed by you
Society,
without a clue
Wrote lies and truths,
hist'ry too
Written by the victors,
books so great and new
True is made to false,
truths we know too few
blinded by the moon
Ugly is to black light,
shining in the room
So true the lies,
told unto you
For truth is false,
believed by you
Society,
without a clue
Wrote lies and truths,
hist'ry too
Written by the victors,
books so great and new
True is made to false,
truths we know too few
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STORY POEM
Published
13th Feb 2013 11:41am
13th Feb 2013 11:41am
I Dare Thee Sherlock Holmes
Edward Nigma:
I dare thee Sherlock Holmes,
my name be Edward Nigma,
I'll grant thee all these tomes,
of which bears my insignia.
This a dare declared to you,
to solve this mess try to undo.
A City's life lies in your hands,
for bombs I plant in all your lands.
I give to thee a single clue,
how to decrypt is up to you.
And so I lay now this for you,
You, Sir Sherlock, will die yes you!
"Whats on your head no not your hair,
gosh inspector is that a beer?
And now continue lay the scope,
Farewell to...
I dare thee Sherlock Holmes,
my name be Edward Nigma,
I'll grant thee all these tomes,
of which bears my insignia.
This a dare declared to you,
to solve this mess try to undo.
A City's life lies in your hands,
for bombs I plant in all your lands.
I give to thee a single clue,
how to decrypt is up to you.
And so I lay now this for you,
You, Sir Sherlock, will die yes you!
"Whats on your head no not your hair,
gosh inspector is that a beer?
And now continue lay the scope,
Farewell to...
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STORY POEM
Published
12th Feb 2013 11:52pm
12th Feb 2013 11:52pm
Weapons of Ancient Warfare
Brave are all these spears as they form lines and rows of walls,
as shields all laugh and cry as arrows bleed their very souls.
None, I say, shall ever beat these swords made by hearts of gold,
though not a blade, nor shield, not plate, has ever bled men bold.
So far, they march, these slippers, boots, and all these hooves,
into a land whose tears fill not, those cups of kings removes.
So now once more, two tyrants march, where dogs and mammoths dwell,
where swords will bleed, where shields will sing, all glory that of hell.
And so it ends,...
as shields all laugh and cry as arrows bleed their very souls.
None, I say, shall ever beat these swords made by hearts of gold,
though not a blade, nor shield, not plate, has ever bled men bold.
So far, they march, these slippers, boots, and all these hooves,
into a land whose tears fill not, those cups of kings removes.
So now once more, two tyrants march, where dogs and mammoths dwell,
where swords will bleed, where shields will sing, all glory that of hell.
And so it ends,...
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STORY POEM
Published
12th Feb 2013 11:48pm
12th Feb 2013 11:48pm
To Greece and Persia
I closed my eyes, so sore, so red, from days long list of works,
once opened now the walls have gone, all corners turned to dirt.
I craved for this, a scene of war, of Greeks and that of Turks,
where blades and spears, meet bones and ribs, leave not a man unhurt.
I laughed and cried, before me died, a Greek so known to time,
a son they say, great Herculae, the lions roar with pride.
Before me lay, a lifeless king, Leonidas at his prime,
these men who lay, beside the bay, all heroes thus I cried.
I've come too late, unto this date, the third...
once opened now the walls have gone, all corners turned to dirt.
I craved for this, a scene of war, of Greeks and that of Turks,
where blades and spears, meet bones and ribs, leave not a man unhurt.
I laughed and cried, before me died, a Greek so known to time,
a son they say, great Herculae, the lions roar with pride.
Before me lay, a lifeless king, Leonidas at his prime,
these men who lay, beside the bay, all heroes thus I cried.
I've come too late, unto this date, the third...
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Feb 2013 11:59am
12th Feb 2013 11:59am
The Faces I Own
Spartan:
Free are things that makes one happy
Costly those that say they're worthy
Needed by all those whose weary
Gold and coin is for the wealthy
Anger:
Cry and cry you little sissy
Drop the bones all day you carry
Slit thy throat oh that's so sexy
Death for you I'll do be merry
Vengeance:
To kill your blood this all my throne
a sin you've done to kin alone
A blade none else can wield your own
So lost are you I'll have your bone
Lust:
I dream of nights alone with you
So cold the night without a clue
The...
Free are things that makes one happy
Costly those that say they're worthy
Needed by all those whose weary
Gold and coin is for the wealthy
Anger:
Cry and cry you little sissy
Drop the bones all day you carry
Slit thy throat oh that's so sexy
Death for you I'll do be merry
Vengeance:
To kill your blood this all my throne
a sin you've done to kin alone
A blade none else can wield your own
So lost are you I'll have your bone
Lust:
I dream of nights alone with you
So cold the night without a clue
The...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Feb 2013 2:59am
12th Feb 2013 2:59am
To February
Your month, dear cupid, 'tis here at last,
a month of hunger, and that of lust.
For such a month brought me to earth,
a month of treats, my time of birth.
So now I would, as men would do,
define an act few men cling to.
For love be that of sex, desire,
for love be that of smiles bizarre.
Hear me men, love not, these things,
nor be it those by kids with wings.
For love, dear men, I say to you,
is every breath I live for You.
I care not what, men now will say,
so long my God, I'm here to stay.
a month of hunger, and that of lust.
For such a month brought me to earth,
a month of treats, my time of birth.
So now I would, as men would do,
define an act few men cling to.
For love be that of sex, desire,
for love be that of smiles bizarre.
Hear me men, love not, these things,
nor be it those by kids with wings.
For love, dear men, I say to you,
is every breath I live for You.
I care not what, men now will say,
so long my God, I'm here to stay.
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DARK POEM
Published
12th Feb 2013 2:44am
12th Feb 2013 2:44am
A SAD END IN THE FIELDS
The birds fled the plains as fast as raindrops came,
upon the ruby crops that moonlight hid from scarecrows lame.
'Tis what they feared, of those whose hearts burn bright in black,
when flies all feast 'fore Sol once more will sleep and Luna's back.
The scarecrow tilts his head against the flies and the crow,
the ruby crops all faint so slow as red turns black then now 'comes snow.
At Luna's peak these crops seemed known to none but one,
a poor young lad whose mute as the fields and grim as the crops.
Then those who came from the day's dying sun arrived...
upon the ruby crops that moonlight hid from scarecrows lame.
'Tis what they feared, of those whose hearts burn bright in black,
when flies all feast 'fore Sol once more will sleep and Luna's back.
The scarecrow tilts his head against the flies and the crow,
the ruby crops all faint so slow as red turns black then now 'comes snow.
At Luna's peak these crops seemed known to none but one,
a poor young lad whose mute as the fields and grim as the crops.
Then those who came from the day's dying sun arrived...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Feb 2013 3:13pm
11th Feb 2013 3:13pm
Legacies Unknown
True has it been for time so long
All days that passed made troubles gone
The fear you feel dear Shadowsong
Will haunt thee down bring me along
For all I'll do, support thy cause
I care not now my fear for claws
Scars they left long time ago
Endured and stay for me to woe
Myslef once weak now strong as snow
Against the old and dying crow
I know not well the summer sun
I bid him well, please save my son
I care not now my life be gone
So long my son be safe have fun
I've written this poem from way back. Posted this in blogger and...
All days that passed made troubles gone
The fear you feel dear Shadowsong
Will haunt thee down bring me along
For all I'll do, support thy cause
I care not now my fear for claws
Scars they left long time ago
Endured and stay for me to woe
Myslef once weak now strong as snow
Against the old and dying crow
I know not well the summer sun
I bid him well, please save my son
I care not now my life be gone
So long my son be safe have fun
I've written this poem from way back. Posted this in blogger and...
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