Submissions by the_unheard (Snake_charmer)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My cat could beat up your cat
DARK POEM
Published
6th Mar 2014 4:26am
6th Mar 2014 4:26am
black rose
An empty room, a point unproved.
Answers nobody ever knew.
A vacant lot, a battle fought.
These ghosts won't accept that they've lost.
Pick me up, put me down.
Set me up, just to drown.
We're left with a black rose, and nobody knows...
I give up, it's just begun.
And the worst is yet to come.
I cannot stay, can no longer feign.
My content and happiness here.
Where to go? Pulled to and fro.
I was left alone too long ago.
And we're left with a black rose
And nobody wants to know.
Marry me, yes I do.
Confide in...
Answers nobody ever knew.
A vacant lot, a battle fought.
These ghosts won't accept that they've lost.
Pick me up, put me down.
Set me up, just to drown.
We're left with a black rose, and nobody knows...
I give up, it's just begun.
And the worst is yet to come.
I cannot stay, can no longer feign.
My content and happiness here.
Where to go? Pulled to and fro.
I was left alone too long ago.
And we're left with a black rose
And nobody wants to know.
Marry me, yes I do.
Confide in...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
22nd Feb 2014 2:15am
22nd Feb 2014 2:15am
whatever
I heard a voice one day
Asked me what's been in my way
I honestly had no response
But reasons why, questions, and thoughts
But I was seduced by loves contempt
Now my soul walks with a limp
I tried to rid myself of the shame
Then I heard the voice say....
Things get better, whatever!
Things get better, whatever!
Things will get better, whenever.
Pigs fly, and angels fall from the sky
So in better words, whatever
Whatever, whatever.....
I woke in a wakeless stance
For too long I sat and glanced
At the world that...
Asked me what's been in my way
I honestly had no response
But reasons why, questions, and thoughts
But I was seduced by loves contempt
Now my soul walks with a limp
I tried to rid myself of the shame
Then I heard the voice say....
Things get better, whatever!
Things get better, whatever!
Things will get better, whenever.
Pigs fly, and angels fall from the sky
So in better words, whatever
Whatever, whatever.....
I woke in a wakeless stance
For too long I sat and glanced
At the world that...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
17th Feb 2014 4:59am
17th Feb 2014 4:59am
who are you?
Who are you to come back after all this time. The structures we built to last our eternity have now crumbled under your ignorance. And our bridge you burned, and the ashes have been carried away by the underlying current.
So once more, who are you to come back? When it was you who shed light on my dark soul, only to switch it off like you were just leaving a room. But that room was my heart, and that light was my hope and guidance. Now I wonder blind around the recesses of my desolate memory bank looking for where I went wrong and what to apologize for, when really the reason I can't...
So once more, who are you to come back? When it was you who shed light on my dark soul, only to switch it off like you were just leaving a room. But that room was my heart, and that light was my hope and guidance. Now I wonder blind around the recesses of my desolate memory bank looking for where I went wrong and what to apologize for, when really the reason I can't...
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Feb 2014 6:56am
10th Feb 2014 6:56am
who is really insane?
I cannot create anything beautiful.
Only dark and morbid
Therefore I am declared "unstable"
Or the more universal term "insane"
But what is insanity if I may ask?
Webster defines insanity as:
"repeating the same act over and over expecting a change"
So with that in mind tell me what's insane
Me: the one who reinvents himself and is open to new things
Or you: the one who get up every morning
At the SAME time, to go to the SAME job
For no particular reason, only to get by
And you hold onto the hope that things will...
Only dark and morbid
Therefore I am declared "unstable"
Or the more universal term "insane"
But what is insanity if I may ask?
Webster defines insanity as:
"repeating the same act over and over expecting a change"
So with that in mind tell me what's insane
Me: the one who reinvents himself and is open to new things
Or you: the one who get up every morning
At the SAME time, to go to the SAME job
For no particular reason, only to get by
And you hold onto the hope that things will...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Feb 2014 10:33pm
1st Feb 2014 10:33pm
our direction
We are becoming mechanical
Technology is becoming more human, and we are the animals
How many years will it be before we
Are living our lives by the words of a machine
How long will it be, 8 years, 9 years or 10
Or has that already been predetermined, by a machine?
Artificial is becoming authentic
Visionaries are now the lunatics
And the lunatics are now our idols
They make claims based on impulse and blind belief
Not looking at probability, and how people actually think
It's all about what they deem fit
And of course their profits
...
Technology is becoming more human, and we are the animals
How many years will it be before we
Are living our lives by the words of a machine
How long will it be, 8 years, 9 years or 10
Or has that already been predetermined, by a machine?
Artificial is becoming authentic
Visionaries are now the lunatics
And the lunatics are now our idols
They make claims based on impulse and blind belief
Not looking at probability, and how people actually think
It's all about what they deem fit
And of course their profits
...
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Jan 2014 1:35am
25th Jan 2014 1:35am
rhetorical questions
Who will rise above their life, to become something more?
And who will fade into the memories of forgotten youth?
What is to come of pain and suffering,
but a future of continued affairs?
Where, when we fight back we are only struck down harder.
Are we the products of sadism,
Torturous instruments bred to fuel pain.
Where infliction is our only trade?
Why do we throw fuel on the fire,
that will inevitably lead to our demise?
What is to come of our sacrifice,
But personal gain for the ones that throw us into the fray?
Why do the good receive...
And who will fade into the memories of forgotten youth?
What is to come of pain and suffering,
but a future of continued affairs?
Where, when we fight back we are only struck down harder.
Are we the products of sadism,
Torturous instruments bred to fuel pain.
Where infliction is our only trade?
Why do we throw fuel on the fire,
that will inevitably lead to our demise?
What is to come of our sacrifice,
But personal gain for the ones that throw us into the fray?
Why do the good receive...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2014 9:32am
22nd Jan 2014 9:32am
another fix
Another pill
Another hit
Through all the hardship
I still want it
The burn of smoke in my throat
Enough liquor for me to try to float
Away from my problems, only to return in a short time....
Why am I drawn toward something that hurts?
Something that took my mother from me
And turned me to the person I have become
My worst nightmare, now my only reality....
Harvester of pain, harvester of sorrow
Fill me with false hope of a better tomorrow
Where I can feel joy, and whole once again
For a short time, until the influence where's...
Another hit
Through all the hardship
I still want it
The burn of smoke in my throat
Enough liquor for me to try to float
Away from my problems, only to return in a short time....
Why am I drawn toward something that hurts?
Something that took my mother from me
And turned me to the person I have become
My worst nightmare, now my only reality....
Harvester of pain, harvester of sorrow
Fill me with false hope of a better tomorrow
Where I can feel joy, and whole once again
For a short time, until the influence where's...
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Jan 2014 3:04am
1st Jan 2014 3:04am
Am I expendable?
I give my life for you, and in return i recieve silence.
Am I expendable to you?
Am I the one you send to the front line, because you don't care?
You seem to be so welcoming, when you draw me in.
Then I stand to face death alone.
With no one but my shadow to follow me into battle.
But even he cowers in the corner.
So I stand alone......
Your promises of forever filled my soul, and made me soar.
Like filled with helium, where nothing but the cold winds of abandonment can bring me down.
Now the sharp edges of your absence has sliced my...
Am I expendable to you?
Am I the one you send to the front line, because you don't care?
You seem to be so welcoming, when you draw me in.
Then I stand to face death alone.
With no one but my shadow to follow me into battle.
But even he cowers in the corner.
So I stand alone......
Your promises of forever filled my soul, and made me soar.
Like filled with helium, where nothing but the cold winds of abandonment can bring me down.
Now the sharp edges of your absence has sliced my...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
31st Dec 2013 1:53pm
31st Dec 2013 1:53pm
(untitled)
Days go by, it hurts to remember
Hours turn to days, March to November
I promised to hold you, always and forever
But these thoughts in my head just won't go away
Why give your love? Because roses decay
Why fill another glass? Because everything will eventually drain
And the same pain will resurface
Will we ever find our purpose?
Or will we float forever in feelings of jade?
And be destroyed by what we made
We live in a world, composed of lies
Where not everyone lives, but everyone dies
Hours turn to days, March to November
I promised to hold you, always and forever
But these thoughts in my head just won't go away
Why give your love? Because roses decay
Why fill another glass? Because everything will eventually drain
And the same pain will resurface
Will we ever find our purpose?
Or will we float forever in feelings of jade?
And be destroyed by what we made
We live in a world, composed of lies
Where not everyone lives, but everyone dies
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Dec 2013 00:50am
25th Dec 2013 00:50am
Fall
Well you can rain on my parade
Push me down, break my strings
And pull this pin off this grenade
Leave me with death, and loneliness
And tip me of with a hit of gasoline
So I can burn my fears, erase my years
And leave me to feel everything that burns and stings
Just get away
But I will not fall
Despite what I've saw
And through it all
When life is dull
I will not fall...
You were why I opened my eyes
And now you left, and sewed them shut
And now I'm just fucking blind
To everything, and anything
That was ever...
Push me down, break my strings
And pull this pin off this grenade
Leave me with death, and loneliness
And tip me of with a hit of gasoline
So I can burn my fears, erase my years
And leave me to feel everything that burns and stings
Just get away
But I will not fall
Despite what I've saw
And through it all
When life is dull
I will not fall...
You were why I opened my eyes
And now you left, and sewed them shut
And now I'm just fucking blind
To everything, and anything
That was ever...
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