Shakespearan-Sweet
Poem Published
20th Jul 2018 1:55pm
20th Jul 2018 1:55pm
The Black Angel (whole version)
The Black Angel”
shudders of my NEVEAH spoke abruptly, the 4 days of the pre quake shocks leading up to I could hear the prophetic whispers of the dark undertones crept in my ears so subtly
I looked over and saw ArchAngel Chamuel in a struggle with some known legendary creature of lies, the battle went on for
6 hours at the 6 minute
of the 6 mark was the time,
this was a rare demon who popped up after 30 years again to steal my rhymes, I saw one of my Purple envelopes with my poem inside,
being tossed to and fro then taken away,
it...
shudders of my NEVEAH spoke abruptly, the 4 days of the pre quake shocks leading up to I could hear the prophetic whispers of the dark undertones crept in my ears so subtly
I looked over and saw ArchAngel Chamuel in a struggle with some known legendary creature of lies, the battle went on for
6 hours at the 6 minute
of the 6 mark was the time,
this was a rare demon who popped up after 30 years again to steal my rhymes, I saw one of my Purple envelopes with my poem inside,
being tossed to and fro then taken away,
it...
#sadness
#rejection
#rhyming
#dialogue
#dark
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4 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
16th Dec 2021 5:47pm
16th Dec 2021 5:47pm
Dead To Me
The stench of your composure
Sealed your coffin of closure
The tea party is over
Every bone has reaped exposure
That gurgle you speak
Which you think is interpreted to me as speech
Dive to their deaths off your beak
Drowned in your bullshit creek
Every advance you make is cold
A candle snuffed out but never old
Always ventured-never sold
Guilty ridden-predatorily sowed
Sealed your coffin of closure
The tea party is over
Every bone has reaped exposure
That gurgle you speak
Which you think is interpreted to me as speech
Dive to their deaths off your beak
Drowned in your bullshit creek
Every advance you make is cold
A candle snuffed out but never old
Always ventured-never sold
Guilty ridden-predatorily sowed
#anger
#hate
#grief
#dark
#disappointment
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11 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
30th Jan 2019 2:28am
30th Jan 2019 2:28am
Niagara Falls
the rocking horse straddles a nail
its time came and went
in trembles as did i
the springs that i care
for are the ones in my bed
and the ones that come after winter
the man bought a round-trip ticket
and a one-way ticket
take pictures of the barrel
trusting over Niagara Falls
yours are flowery secrets
and mine are still-life proclamations
both as real as smoke
and mine will hang in halls
...
its time came and went
in trembles as did i
the springs that i care
for are the ones in my bed
and the ones that come after winter
the man bought a round-trip ticket
and a one-way ticket
take pictures of the barrel
trusting over Niagara Falls
yours are flowery secrets
and mine are still-life proclamations
both as real as smoke
and mine will hang in halls
...
#dark
#relationships
#betrayal
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7 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2021 10:26pm
3rd Feb 2021 10:26pm
Ramifications
#sadness
#anger
#dark
#heartbroken
#despair
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9 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2017 2:25am
22nd Sep 2017 2:25am
PRISON CELL
Here I am sitting in my prison cell
No one notices; no one can tell
My body in physical form is free
But my immortal soul-the real me
Is chained and locked away
A smile I carry day after day
But a heaviness I carry deep in the soul
Where no one can see...no one knows.
The knowledge that I may have fallen from grace
Living my younger days in total disgrace
Wearying the Lord and making Him cry
Taking for granted that for me He died
It cost me nothing and He asked for nothing in return
But doing the right thing I didn't...
No one notices; no one can tell
My body in physical form is free
But my immortal soul-the real me
Is chained and locked away
A smile I carry day after day
But a heaviness I carry deep in the soul
Where no one can see...no one knows.
The knowledge that I may have fallen from grace
Living my younger days in total disgrace
Wearying the Lord and making Him cry
Taking for granted that for me He died
It cost me nothing and He asked for nothing in return
But doing the right thing I didn't...
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#death
#prison
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7 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
29th Dec 2018 7:49am
29th Dec 2018 7:49am
Complicity in the Stars
When fragile
things collide
into constellations,
when struck
the glass volleys
off graphite.
At once
nothing like it was,
a container un-becomes
itself,
several imparts meet
the meat of a thigh.
Sharp transparent
hubris of life
finishes on tile,
sharp beading red dwarves
upon skin,
these are
the collusions
of nightly fragility.
things collide
into constellations,
when struck
the glass volleys
off graphite.
At once
nothing like it was,
a container un-becomes
itself,
several imparts meet
the meat of a thigh.
Sharp transparent
hubris of life
finishes on tile,
sharp beading red dwarves
upon skin,
these are
the collusions
of nightly fragility.
#dark
#stars
#humankind
#astronomy
#LifeCycle
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 6:36pm
9th Apr 2024 6:36pm
The Sweet And The Sting
Syncing with my abnormalities
sinking into dark realities
stepping through the death of should have been
fighting for a life I cannot win
Racing through the days, it’s all nothing
rejected yet again, it’s crushing
the body and the soul of this boy
blowing through a heart that bleeds joy
Rapidly chasing, I plead with death
offer in trade to give my last breath
laughingly speaking now you stay alive
many more torments that you must survive
So this be the cycle spinning through time
lost in the riddle at peace...
sinking into dark realities
stepping through the death of should have been
fighting for a life I cannot win
Racing through the days, it’s all nothing
rejected yet again, it’s crushing
the body and the soul of this boy
blowing through a heart that bleeds joy
Rapidly chasing, I plead with death
offer in trade to give my last breath
laughingly speaking now you stay alive
many more torments that you must survive
So this be the cycle spinning through time
lost in the riddle at peace...
#dark
#LifeCycle
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4 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
24th Sep 2024 6:31pm
24th Sep 2024 6:31pm
Forever
#dark
#emptiness
#frustration
#grief
#heartbroken
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
12th Jun 2024 6:20pm
12th Jun 2024 6:20pm
Sticky
A quickening in the glint of steel,
sharpened thoughts dull the heart
to melancholy
as so often mania gives birth
to depression
My hourglass is filled with quicksand
living in the spaces between breaths,
homeless dreams flirting with
the dark,
sticky situations with the blood
not quite dried
A smile seems so trivial now
is it not better to tongue kiss death
with eyes wide open,
life is the ejaculate of the soul,
it's never coming back
The current moves on the river
arbitrary and washes...
sharpened thoughts dull the heart
to melancholy
as so often mania gives birth
to depression
My hourglass is filled with quicksand
living in the spaces between breaths,
homeless dreams flirting with
the dark,
sticky situations with the blood
not quite dried
A smile seems so trivial now
is it not better to tongue kiss death
with eyes wide open,
life is the ejaculate of the soul,
it's never coming back
The current moves on the river
arbitrary and washes...
#anger
#apathy
#dark
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Johnny_Silver
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:14pm
Yesterday 3:14pm
This Feeling
I...
am a ghost,
inhabiting these brittle bones,
wearing a suit of armour made from flesh and skin,
though it's not much good as armour.
Doesn't stop the bullets that shoot from tongues around you,
and it does naught to protect the mind.
Spinning clockwise in a counter-clockwise world around me?
That's me.
I'm lost,
somewhere between point A and point B I slip into non-existence.
I glide through a crowd like a shadow,
unnoticed,
unacknowledged.
I am the sum of all the shards of my shattered...
am a ghost,
inhabiting these brittle bones,
wearing a suit of armour made from flesh and skin,
though it's not much good as armour.
Doesn't stop the bullets that shoot from tongues around you,
and it does naught to protect the mind.
Spinning clockwise in a counter-clockwise world around me?
That's me.
I'm lost,
somewhere between point A and point B I slip into non-existence.
I glide through a crowd like a shadow,
unnoticed,
unacknowledged.
I am the sum of all the shards of my shattered...
#dark
#depression
#despair
#emptiness
#loneliness
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0 Comments
Phoenix_Risen
Poem Published
29th Apr 2020 4:02am
29th Apr 2020 4:02am
Vision
Reality is deeper than I imagine
My my mind struggles to comprehend
The spiritual touches the physical
And yet I long to peer into the mist
To look beyond the veil
My flesh is limited but still I wonder
Dark thoughts plague me
Hinting at something deeper
If only I could see
Dreams reveal a dark mirror
Waking life a muted vision
What is it I am missing
The answer lies before me
Yet still I can not see
Someday to be revealed
In this life or the next
My my mind struggles to comprehend
The spiritual touches the physical
And yet I long to peer into the mist
To look beyond the veil
My flesh is limited but still I wonder
Dark thoughts plague me
Hinting at something deeper
If only I could see
Dreams reveal a dark mirror
Waking life a muted vision
What is it I am missing
The answer lies before me
Yet still I can not see
Someday to be revealed
In this life or the next
#dark
#spiritual
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2020 6:53pm
2nd Mar 2020 6:53pm
Bury Me Alive
My life is now forfeit
Benign of any existence
An unholy vessel gone morbid
Rapidly retarding at the account of her distance
Rabid paranoia
Engross my brain
Her and I were earth’s only sequoia
Embalmed through the ashes of deaths domain
We lived a thousand lives
And died ten thousand deaths
She was the first of my wives
The only one to sustain my breaths
I was her ruler
The right hand of Satan
Left hand of God’s skewer
Two pagan deities forsaken
Our love was the epitome of evil
Transposed through light and...
Benign of any existence
An unholy vessel gone morbid
Rapidly retarding at the account of her distance
Rabid paranoia
Engross my brain
Her and I were earth’s only sequoia
Embalmed through the ashes of deaths domain
We lived a thousand lives
And died ten thousand deaths
She was the first of my wives
The only one to sustain my breaths
I was her ruler
The right hand of Satan
Left hand of God’s skewer
Two pagan deities forsaken
Our love was the epitome of evil
Transposed through light and...
#anger
#hate
#grief
#dark
#heartbroken
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