Submissions by xXxDarkKittyxXx
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I specialize in creating rhyming poetry that is normally either dark, and or romantic.I try to be as descriptive as possible and wish to learn even more throughout coming years
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Feb 2016 12:03pm
24th Feb 2016 12:03pm
Ashes
I breath in the ashes of the living,
Created by a wildfire with which will not end.
It is through fear and poverty, of what is yet to come and what is not known, that the remnants of what was started, continues on.
My lungs sting and my eyes water, but nothing changes as the years shift hazily by. Sometimes I feel as though I'm the only one who reacts to such effects, as if those around me filter it out and are left ignorant to the debris.
The heat burns my flesh as thick, black clouds of of smoke cover what was left of the sky I had attempted to reach, as well as the ground...
Created by a wildfire with which will not end.
It is through fear and poverty, of what is yet to come and what is not known, that the remnants of what was started, continues on.
My lungs sting and my eyes water, but nothing changes as the years shift hazily by. Sometimes I feel as though I'm the only one who reacts to such effects, as if those around me filter it out and are left ignorant to the debris.
The heat burns my flesh as thick, black clouds of of smoke cover what was left of the sky I had attempted to reach, as well as the ground...
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LOVE POEM
Published
18th Feb 2016 4:39pm
18th Feb 2016 4:39pm
Bound
Black feathers carress my skin,
a longing touch suppressed by sin.
Awaiting his passion almost nightly,
to kiss tenderly and hold on to tightly.
Forbidden words that bring forth pain
slipped off his tongue yet still remain.
He fell from grace with no regret,
on the fated day which we had met.
Beyond the walls of my Prince's past,
lies the hell-bound heart that's free at last.
a longing touch suppressed by sin.
Awaiting his passion almost nightly,
to kiss tenderly and hold on to tightly.
Forbidden words that bring forth pain
slipped off his tongue yet still remain.
He fell from grace with no regret,
on the fated day which we had met.
Beyond the walls of my Prince's past,
lies the hell-bound heart that's free at last.
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STORY POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2015 11:08pm
22nd Dec 2015 11:08pm
Memories of Blood
Consumed by sadistic urges
you melt away my pain,
With the metallic taste on our lips.
Hurry my dear! Hurry!
We don't have much time.
Let me be consumed,
Just say the words and it'll be done.
Lost to the crimson lust
we ran away into the darkness.
Although free at last,
Our sin,
What we became,
Now only a memory
as our spirits drift to eternal rest.
Welcome Dearest,
To my memories of blood.
you melt away my pain,
With the metallic taste on our lips.
Hurry my dear! Hurry!
We don't have much time.
Let me be consumed,
Just say the words and it'll be done.
Lost to the crimson lust
we ran away into the darkness.
Although free at last,
Our sin,
What we became,
Now only a memory
as our spirits drift to eternal rest.
Welcome Dearest,
To my memories of blood.
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2015 2:54pm
23rd Oct 2015 2:54pm
My Lovely Void
Darling it would seem my world has gone black
Although you can try, it's not coming back.
The thought may sound sad but really I'm fine
Darkness brings comfort more to souls like mine.
My domain is home to what I find dear
Cloaked by the night, it hides what I fear.
Sweetheart, don't worry, I've made up my mind
The light in my life is too hard to find.
So now that you see and now that you know,
Will you stay with me or let it all go?
Although you can try, it's not coming back.
The thought may sound sad but really I'm fine
Darkness brings comfort more to souls like mine.
My domain is home to what I find dear
Cloaked by the night, it hides what I fear.
Sweetheart, don't worry, I've made up my mind
The light in my life is too hard to find.
So now that you see and now that you know,
Will you stay with me or let it all go?
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Oct 2015 2:50pm
7th Oct 2015 2:50pm
Humanity
What comes after life
Once everything is dead
When all the colors of this world
Finally go to bed....
We take it all for granted
Each and every time
We never see the price to pay
Once we deal the crime
Something in the words we say
Doesn't seem quite right
The end result we tend to take
Winds up in a fight
So one day we will parish
Or some day we will see
That those with blinding ignorance
Will never have the key.
Once everything is dead
When all the colors of this world
Finally go to bed....
We take it all for granted
Each and every time
We never see the price to pay
Once we deal the crime
Something in the words we say
Doesn't seem quite right
The end result we tend to take
Winds up in a fight
So one day we will parish
Or some day we will see
That those with blinding ignorance
Will never have the key.
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SELF POEM
Published
20th Apr 2015 2:36pm
20th Apr 2015 2:36pm
The ABC's of my life
As I travel along
Back through my life
Cruel as it was, the hate continued
Dreaming it would end
Eventually I gave in and was
Forced to understand
God can only save the broken
Had they wished to be saved
Intrigued by death, yet needing to live
Just wished my promises were
Kept. But we often put beautiful twists on the
Lies we create. So,
Married to sin, I am anything but
Normal, an
Outcast born to what life she clings
Patience has warn thin like the melting of ice and
Quickly I begin to
Realize that ...
Back through my life
Cruel as it was, the hate continued
Dreaming it would end
Eventually I gave in and was
Forced to understand
God can only save the broken
Had they wished to be saved
Intrigued by death, yet needing to live
Just wished my promises were
Kept. But we often put beautiful twists on the
Lies we create. So,
Married to sin, I am anything but
Normal, an
Outcast born to what life she clings
Patience has warn thin like the melting of ice and
Quickly I begin to
Realize that ...
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SELF POEM
Published
17th Apr 2015 1:56pm
17th Apr 2015 1:56pm
The Blood of Loneliness
Sharp...like a knife,
Loneliness stabs at the heart
A feeling in which everyone fears
The type of pain that comes from deep within
It breaks me down and leaves me feeling empty
I've felt this all before...
Yet time after time it's all the same.
I hold my hand up to my chest, praying it to go away..
For even just a second...
But then the struggle comes,
I begin to lose myself in a mental battle
Numb the pain and regret it later?
Or endure it and continue on?
When will it ever end?
Loneliness stabs at the heart
A feeling in which everyone fears
The type of pain that comes from deep within
It breaks me down and leaves me feeling empty
I've felt this all before...
Yet time after time it's all the same.
I hold my hand up to my chest, praying it to go away..
For even just a second...
But then the struggle comes,
I begin to lose myself in a mental battle
Numb the pain and regret it later?
Or endure it and continue on?
When will it ever end?
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Apr 2015 3:26pm
1st Apr 2015 3:26pm
Shielded Within My Storm
My endless winter, how I yearn for her to grow numb. Jagged Icicles form at her command and like a princess's castle, a crystalized cavern is forged for my protection. It is then that I remember that my silenced breath is a sword worth bearing even with loneliness creeping up on me like a shadow.
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Feb 2015 3:11pm
11th Feb 2015 3:11pm
The Wish of a Dreamer
Everyone has eyes for seeing, yet some are blind.
A brain for knowledge, yet some are impaired.
Ears for listening, yet some willingly ignore,
A heart for love, yet some cannot retain it,
And a wish for dreaming, yet some cannot make them come true.
If only we could awaken the blind eyes to what we cannot see, diminish all thoughts of insecurity, and perhaps even help those that ignore the cries of sorrow so that anyone and everyone, each with a unique heart, to be able to feel and understand that they are loved.
Like an innocent child crying out for its mother,...
A brain for knowledge, yet some are impaired.
Ears for listening, yet some willingly ignore,
A heart for love, yet some cannot retain it,
And a wish for dreaming, yet some cannot make them come true.
If only we could awaken the blind eyes to what we cannot see, diminish all thoughts of insecurity, and perhaps even help those that ignore the cries of sorrow so that anyone and everyone, each with a unique heart, to be able to feel and understand that they are loved.
Like an innocent child crying out for its mother,...
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2015 10:56am
3rd Feb 2015 10:56am
A Haunted Past
Such a naïve little girl. She believed in the beautiful lies that lulled her to sleep each night. They comforted her in times of sadness and protected her like a house in a treacherous storm. However, one cannot be blinded by a false reality forever. Once she dared to unveil the ugly truth, her world, her self-worth, her entire being had crumbled into dust. All she could do was collapse in a heap on the floor of her room and stare into nothingness. No tears could or would ever come out. She was trapped in the real world. A coward that wanted to escape the dangers of life. An innocent child...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Oct 2014 12:17pm
29th Oct 2014 12:17pm
The Trials of a Dreamer
What becomes of a dreamer whose dreams shattered like glass and rain down into the air? Is the dreamer still breathing? Do they take shelter from the falling shards or let the pain flow out in the form of blood and life? I am a dreamer. My dreams have a few cracks and missing pieces though I am still alive and breathing. I let the shards rain down yet they dare not strike my flesh before hitting the ground. The smooth, crystal-like fragments may only be put back into place by the owner of the dreams. To do this the dreamer must have the courage to continue dreaming even after the...
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ANGER POEM
Published
5th Sep 2014 3:27pm
5th Sep 2014 3:27pm
Forever words
The fury that's built inside. It drives me to near insanity. To talk to you was once something valued then abused feelings became reality. We are the same yet very different. Bent on revenge, you strive to gain my pain and misery to satisfy your hunger. I'm not your god damn puppet on the strings you hold as power over me. You make me out to be a naive fool but through errors I will learn. You ridicule me and attempt to humiliate my very being. You don't realize that it damages yourself because you will have to live with those words forever.
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