Submissions by ulas12selvi
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Crimson Dreams
Walking lamely under a red sun,
Carved eyes and a faded skin, trying to run.
Twisted his fingers, removed his nails,
Hoping to be safe behind veils.
His skin had clung on his bones,
A non-aesthetic convulsion knitted by groans.
Escaping from shadows keeping a dusty pledge,
A deadly hunt dragging him into delirium's edge
Started to fill him up, anger and grudge,
He lost the faculty to judge.
With pain, opened his stitched mouth,
But he knew that he was not allowed.
Tasted a dense sulfur while breathing,
And his...
Carved eyes and a faded skin, trying to run.
Twisted his fingers, removed his nails,
Hoping to be safe behind veils.
His skin had clung on his bones,
A non-aesthetic convulsion knitted by groans.
Escaping from shadows keeping a dusty pledge,
A deadly hunt dragging him into delirium's edge
Started to fill him up, anger and grudge,
He lost the faculty to judge.
With pain, opened his stitched mouth,
But he knew that he was not allowed.
Tasted a dense sulfur while breathing,
And his...
#sadness
#anger
#grief
#loneliness
#rejection
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Epitaph Of A Leprous Man
Days passing by without talking,
Hours passing by yielding to a timid longing.
A longing that cries like a brute in chains wanting to be free,
Killing each of the desires and wishes in me.
I have a place where I watch all my dreams be sacrificed,
Beneath enhsrouded clouds having a story needs to be recite.
I have a burden inside that I can't dare to elude,
As I require it to feel safe and appease my feud.
Millions of hollow words spoken sincerely and tended to be forgot,
And millions of broken promises burried in my heart,
Echoing...
Hours passing by yielding to a timid longing.
A longing that cries like a brute in chains wanting to be free,
Killing each of the desires and wishes in me.
I have a place where I watch all my dreams be sacrificed,
Beneath enhsrouded clouds having a story needs to be recite.
I have a burden inside that I can't dare to elude,
As I require it to feel safe and appease my feud.
Millions of hollow words spoken sincerely and tended to be forgot,
And millions of broken promises burried in my heart,
Echoing...
#sadness
#regret
#loneliness
#dark
#frustration
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A Farewell For The Moon
Gently lying behind dreary mist,
A heuteur no one could resist.
Bleak lament leaked from soil to raven night,
Beneath the cruel reign of deific white.
Memories mouldered in musty dreams,
Fragile words became lorn screams.
Sentenced to die for a forgotten crime,
Mirth fondled my face for the last time.
Tearing apart, a pale sigh on my lips,
Took a step to my modest eclipse.
Floating with a consoling lullaby,
As hideous sins were passing by.
An unreachable myth feeding the pain,
Hoping a merciful sain was just...
A heuteur no one could resist.
Bleak lament leaked from soil to raven night,
Beneath the cruel reign of deific white.
Memories mouldered in musty dreams,
Fragile words became lorn screams.
Sentenced to die for a forgotten crime,
Mirth fondled my face for the last time.
Tearing apart, a pale sigh on my lips,
Took a step to my modest eclipse.
Floating with a consoling lullaby,
As hideous sins were passing by.
An unreachable myth feeding the pain,
Hoping a merciful sain was just...
#anger
#love
#regret
#loneliness
#heartbroken
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Untold
In the midst of a circle consists of fragile pains,
Beneath a sly smile, I'm writhing by scratching my veins.
Blameless faces have alined curiously around,
Peeking their rots without mind the mornful sound.
More noisy than hypocrite confessions, a dirgeful story is being told,
By the mutes to deafs, to deceive the coming of foretold.
The matt masterpiece have captured the sky,
Rising by grumbling, silenced menace is nigh.
A secrecy blessed with soil is waiting upon a serene howl,
Spilling out a delusion and a dream from mouth...
Beneath a sly smile, I'm writhing by scratching my veins.
Blameless faces have alined curiously around,
Peeking their rots without mind the mornful sound.
More noisy than hypocrite confessions, a dirgeful story is being told,
By the mutes to deafs, to deceive the coming of foretold.
The matt masterpiece have captured the sky,
Rising by grumbling, silenced menace is nigh.
A secrecy blessed with soil is waiting upon a serene howl,
Spilling out a delusion and a dream from mouth...
#regret
#grief
#dark
#shadows
#frustration
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