Submissions by wearefools350 (Gun Powder)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hello, I am a fellow so called poet who likes to write poetry from time to time. I;m not on here as often so you'll probably only hear from me once in a blue moon.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2013 3:28pm
23rd Apr 2013 3:28pm
You Are Lost
I took a picture in the dark with little light to capture a moment before the flames give out.
Sometimes I rewrite the lyrics that you've sung.
To ease my troubled mind and let me know that something can be done.
With every tear drop, the world cries with you because you both have taken so much.
A child falls because there's too much weight on top.
To drag you under another stop.
You are lost.
Sometimes I rewrite the lyrics that you've sung.
To ease my troubled mind and let me know that something can be done.
With every tear drop, the world cries with you because you both have taken so much.
A child falls because there's too much weight on top.
To drag you under another stop.
You are lost.
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STORY POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2013 7:52pm
22nd Apr 2013 7:52pm
When We Ruled the World
I remember those days when the sun rose in the west and set in the east.
When the streets layed open and when we stepped on the cracks which broke our mothers backs.
Oh, how I missed those days when we ruled the world.
No one could stop us as the music blasted our ears and our lungs filled with electricity to panic at the disco.
I breathed carolina when you promised not to blackout.
You washed the wine that stained my soul and sept the hallways of my mind.
In return, I took your hand and we ruled the world.
But now that we're...
When the streets layed open and when we stepped on the cracks which broke our mothers backs.
Oh, how I missed those days when we ruled the world.
No one could stop us as the music blasted our ears and our lungs filled with electricity to panic at the disco.
I breathed carolina when you promised not to blackout.
You washed the wine that stained my soul and sept the hallways of my mind.
In return, I took your hand and we ruled the world.
But now that we're...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Apr 2013 3:34pm
18th Apr 2013 3:34pm
Mister
In the forest there was a mister.
He was a thinker who always seemed to tinker.
He would sinker in his thoughts by day.
And go into an imaginary place by night.
But what a fright when the knights came.
They take away everlasting pains and put them in a cauldron.
Oh the smoldren of the cauldron.
They stirred up his thoughts and plagued his mind.
They put acid on his tongue because they thought it was worth the try.
So the mister went mad and went to the village.
Oh what a small village that he had invisioned.
The thinker died when his heart beat...
He was a thinker who always seemed to tinker.
He would sinker in his thoughts by day.
And go into an imaginary place by night.
But what a fright when the knights came.
They take away everlasting pains and put them in a cauldron.
Oh the smoldren of the cauldron.
They stirred up his thoughts and plagued his mind.
They put acid on his tongue because they thought it was worth the try.
So the mister went mad and went to the village.
Oh what a small village that he had invisioned.
The thinker died when his heart beat...
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Apr 2013 3:33pm
18th Apr 2013 3:33pm
Feast of Witches and Beast
There was a feast at the house of fire deep in the woods.
I heard cackling and the rattling of bones.
Clinking of chains being dragged across the ground.
This is the feast of witches and beast.
The time they get together.
There didn’t have to be a full moon to let me know the wolves were coming.
Or a siren to warn the children about the ghosts.
Only the sound of bells tinkling softly to lure us into the cauldron where they slowly let us drown.
To savor the flavor of blood boiling in a pot meant for no soiling.
The grinding counterparts of both halves clash...
I heard cackling and the rattling of bones.
Clinking of chains being dragged across the ground.
This is the feast of witches and beast.
The time they get together.
There didn’t have to be a full moon to let me know the wolves were coming.
Or a siren to warn the children about the ghosts.
Only the sound of bells tinkling softly to lure us into the cauldron where they slowly let us drown.
To savor the flavor of blood boiling in a pot meant for no soiling.
The grinding counterparts of both halves clash...
#dark
#scary
#witches
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Apr 2013 3:51pm
16th Apr 2013 3:51pm
Added
Darling, don't cry.
The cuts will be forgotten.
They'll mentally fade away.
They'll never bleed.
They'll never sting.
Unless alcohol is added.
The cuts will be forgotten.
They'll mentally fade away.
They'll never bleed.
They'll never sting.
Unless alcohol is added.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Apr 2013 7:10pm
12th Apr 2013 7:10pm
Deed Done
I busted down the door.
I took your food.
I burned the mattress.
I played the fool.
I ruin life.
I stained your clothes.
I spilled your finest wine.
I stole your soul.
You didn't have a clue when the deed was done.
You thought I was a common whore.
So I'll take what I can get because I'am the queen and you shall bow down to me.
I took your food.
I burned the mattress.
I played the fool.
I ruin life.
I stained your clothes.
I spilled your finest wine.
I stole your soul.
You didn't have a clue when the deed was done.
You thought I was a common whore.
So I'll take what I can get because I'am the queen and you shall bow down to me.
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Apr 2013 7:04pm
12th Apr 2013 7:04pm
Before I Die
I want to be like Florence Welch.
I want to sing and dance.
Jump the picket fence.
Start a ruckus in the store.
Stomp the grass until my feet turn green.
Run through alleys and cause echoes to bounce.
Wake the neighbors till they get mad.
Dream of paradise when the blinds go down.
Skip shadow to shadow without a sound.
Hop around the kitchen while mother cooks.
Go to father's house to see the sights.
Walk on the lake to scare the locals.
Say things that most wouldn't like.
And...
I want to sing and dance.
Jump the picket fence.
Start a ruckus in the store.
Stomp the grass until my feet turn green.
Run through alleys and cause echoes to bounce.
Wake the neighbors till they get mad.
Dream of paradise when the blinds go down.
Skip shadow to shadow without a sound.
Hop around the kitchen while mother cooks.
Go to father's house to see the sights.
Walk on the lake to scare the locals.
Say things that most wouldn't like.
And...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2013 8:26pm
2nd Apr 2013 8:26pm
Not Safe
Please don't make us sick.
Us children of this day.
Because we're already living on this earth that's starting to decay.
Our vanity keeps me somewhat in sanity.
But most are led astray.
The role models of our time cause a sickly taste on my tongue.
And this place is not safe.
There are people killing people.
And children with no homes.
Bitter cold winters.
Another body found in the snow.
But have the teachers ever thought that such a thing would come?
That riots in the school would...
Us children of this day.
Because we're already living on this earth that's starting to decay.
Our vanity keeps me somewhat in sanity.
But most are led astray.
The role models of our time cause a sickly taste on my tongue.
And this place is not safe.
There are people killing people.
And children with no homes.
Bitter cold winters.
Another body found in the snow.
But have the teachers ever thought that such a thing would come?
That riots in the school would...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Mar 2013 3:43am
29th Mar 2013 3:43am
False Point Proven
I came home to find an empty house.
It's a similar meaning dripping off the tongue.
It's the bleeding of the tongue.
Even through eyelids we see the sun.
I fear the future of the youth.
They have fire in their eyes from the confusion and hate of our generation.
I see a country falling.
America is her name.
Have we no shame or dignity of the actions we proceed?
Or are we blinded by acceptance.
The denial of what we think we see.
We will never get along.
There will be riots in the...
It's a similar meaning dripping off the tongue.
It's the bleeding of the tongue.
Even through eyelids we see the sun.
I fear the future of the youth.
They have fire in their eyes from the confusion and hate of our generation.
I see a country falling.
America is her name.
Have we no shame or dignity of the actions we proceed?
Or are we blinded by acceptance.
The denial of what we think we see.
We will never get along.
There will be riots in the...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Mar 2013 7:13pm
26th Mar 2013 7:13pm
Ocean, Ocean
Ocean, ocean, oh so blue. Carries me out when I try to get closer to you. Ocean, ocean, oh so gray, I come crashing into you like a wave. The bitter salt comes into my mouth and then I spit it out to breathe. The airplanes and ships that have sunk to the bottom are covered in scum. Ocean, ocean, you are the only one.
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Mar 2013 6:59pm
25th Mar 2013 6:59pm
Anthem of the Outcast
This is the anthem of the outcast, the ones led astray. Burning memories of Gavin getting high and the click of russian roulette. No more beatings, no more scars. God, I just can't take this no more. We've been hiding in the tile cracks where rodents crawl. Does it matter what we do or what I say? Don't get mad because I'm not so social and tend to keep my distance away. I trust no one but my father who I love so very much unlike that friend who knocks me down oh so many times before. That friend is now my enemy and I will hunt down like the deranged animal that claws on me from the inside,...
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