MartenHoyle
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:50pm
Yesterday 11:50pm
(...)
(…)
Why are there dead things in the valley?
Who rings the bell within the abbey
If all things are dead within the valley?
What shadows in the air shift and dally
Among the dead things in the valley?
I cannot tell you which shadow is thine,
I cannot tell you if this shadow is mine,
For my eyes have grown weary with pain,
And all about, the mist gathers time and again.
Darkness and decay; flesh and bone
Among the crowd, we all are alone,
And I do not know who rings the bell in the abbey
When all things...
Why are there dead things in the valley?
Who rings the bell within the abbey
If all things are dead within the valley?
What shadows in the air shift and dally
Among the dead things in the valley?
I cannot tell you which shadow is thine,
I cannot tell you if this shadow is mine,
For my eyes have grown weary with pain,
And all about, the mist gathers time and again.
Darkness and decay; flesh and bone
Among the crowd, we all are alone,
And I do not know who rings the bell in the abbey
When all things...
#death
#Halloween
#ghosts #WritingPoetry
#ghosts #WritingPoetry
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:53am
Yesterday 2:53am
Needing To Eat
From the shadows I watched as they created their spark
He was standing to close to her, plotting away in the dark
I listened to words describing the perfect meal
He spoke of her beauty and how they should truly feel
With luminous eyes I did spy on them having dinner in the bye and bye
Attempts were made to save them, I mean I really did try
Only their bye and bye was full of deceit and not destined to end as sweet
As they ate, I realized that Hate needed to eat
The sipping of the wine, one mouthful ate at a time
Captured in...
He was standing to close to her, plotting away in the dark
I listened to words describing the perfect meal
He spoke of her beauty and how they should truly feel
With luminous eyes I did spy on them having dinner in the bye and bye
Attempts were made to save them, I mean I really did try
Only their bye and bye was full of deceit and not destined to end as sweet
As they ate, I realized that Hate needed to eat
The sipping of the wine, one mouthful ate at a time
Captured in...
#love
#dark
#death
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
20th Oct 2021 4:43pm
20th Oct 2021 4:43pm
(...)
(…)
There is a Heaven, a God to undo.
I will bury their ruins around you.
You will say I am mad when you see me
Feast on the rats they call angels on bended knee.
Something is waiting for lovers like we
Beyond this paradise of light and debris.
The fallen towers and the souls of woe,
On the wind weeping, flutter to and fro—
Their wings unto tearstains buried,
On the air where they are carried
Upon the sights in the lightless eyes
Of the dead awaiting their destinies.
You knew I must die as well,
When upon...
There is a Heaven, a God to undo.
I will bury their ruins around you.
You will say I am mad when you see me
Feast on the rats they call angels on bended knee.
Something is waiting for lovers like we
Beyond this paradise of light and debris.
The fallen towers and the souls of woe,
On the wind weeping, flutter to and fro—
Their wings unto tearstains buried,
On the air where they are carried
Upon the sights in the lightless eyes
Of the dead awaiting their destinies.
You knew I must die as well,
When upon...
#dark
#death
#heaven
#hell
#WritingPoetry
8 reads
2 Comments
Brandon
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Poem Published
20th Oct 2021 11:12am
20th Oct 2021 11:12am
Waiting On The End Game
I just wish to fall asleep
Drift off into a subtle dream
The need and want
Seeming ever so obvious
As I lay there thinking I should pray
Wanting all the bad spirits
To stay away.
I open up to my surroundings
Just seeing all that's clear
For others it's just a falsehood.
For others my nightmares aren't real
I drift off into dreaded sleep
Wondering if I'll wake again
Another year goes by
And here I still am.
Knowing not so indestructible
Wondering how I could break
Seeming to every day
But...
Drift off into a subtle dream
The need and want
Seeming ever so obvious
As I lay there thinking I should pray
Wanting all the bad spirits
To stay away.
I open up to my surroundings
Just seeing all that's clear
For others it's just a falsehood.
For others my nightmares aren't real
I drift off into dreaded sleep
Wondering if I'll wake again
Another year goes by
And here I still am.
Knowing not so indestructible
Wondering how I could break
Seeming to every day
But...
#dark
#death
#LifeStruggles
#hell
#myself
28 reads
1 Comment
zebrablack
Zebra Black
Zebra Black
Poem Published
20th Oct 2021 00:25am
20th Oct 2021 00:25am
Crimes Against the Self
#lust
#dark
#death
27 reads
1 Comment
Brandon
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Poem Published
19th Oct 2021 9:03pm
19th Oct 2021 9:03pm
Thought Pollution
Are you sick like me?
Climbing up the tree of life
wondering what the hell for?
Do you see every flaw
revolving around me
like I do every day?
The biggest judge
thanking me for the resilience
keeping me from taking my life.
Id bite down on hollowness
if my roots weren't firmly planted
still worshiping change.
The day to come
wanting black velvet and lace
strewn together in my coffin.
Some say better to burn
but in my haste for...
Climbing up the tree of life
wondering what the hell for?
Do you see every flaw
revolving around me
like I do every day?
The biggest judge
thanking me for the resilience
keeping me from taking my life.
Id bite down on hollowness
if my roots weren't firmly planted
still worshiping change.
The day to come
wanting black velvet and lace
strewn together in my coffin.
Some say better to burn
but in my haste for...
#sadness
#dark
#death
#LifeStruggles
#SelfDiscovery
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
19th Oct 2021 8:56pm
19th Oct 2021 8:56pm
Give It Up
Haha hold up Double L let me control this flow
Let me dissect this shit and then put it back where it goes
My boys B-Money and Wavey has the back and the front
Double L is my young rebel in the corner with a sawed off pump
Finger fucking the trigger, dam he wants shit to jump off
You better give up the flow motherfucker, before his patience is lost
Before he bust you in the chest exiting the back with that sawed off
Haha fucking shattering the backdoor taking the fucking hinges off
If you don't know this young one, he's as rowdy as hell ...
Let me dissect this shit and then put it back where it goes
My boys B-Money and Wavey has the back and the front
Double L is my young rebel in the corner with a sawed off pump
Finger fucking the trigger, dam he wants shit to jump off
You better give up the flow motherfucker, before his patience is lost
Before he bust you in the chest exiting the back with that sawed off
Haha fucking shattering the backdoor taking the fucking hinges off
If you don't know this young one, he's as rowdy as hell ...
#violence
#death
#ShortStory
28 reads
4 Comments
MartenHoyle
Poem Published
19th Oct 2021 1:15am
19th Oct 2021 1:15am
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(…)
The leaves whisper of decay,
While the birds wither away.
Dying with them, the final notes
Of a song borne in their throats.
And we will leave together,
Through the gates which lock forever,
While Death dreams of the morrow
Where we one day shall go
To meet again beneath a sun unknown
Where the birds, in song, have flown.
Below that star, that unknown sun
Earth and silence shall be one.
The past will dream long before
We look upon the lives of yore.
The skies will wander that terrain
Until...
The leaves whisper of decay,
While the birds wither away.
Dying with them, the final notes
Of a song borne in their throats.
And we will leave together,
Through the gates which lock forever,
While Death dreams of the morrow
Where we one day shall go
To meet again beneath a sun unknown
Where the birds, in song, have flown.
Below that star, that unknown sun
Earth and silence shall be one.
The past will dream long before
We look upon the lives of yore.
The skies will wander that terrain
Until...
#death
#birds
#fall #music
#fall #music
25 reads
4 Comments
Xaphan
Poem Published
18th Oct 2021 9:48pm
18th Oct 2021 9:48pm
Necromancers
Nightfall inexorably unfurls an odious shroud, upon this All Hallows' Eve
Eliciting the dead into metamorphosing, by demonised spells we weave
Chthonic wraiths arise from barrows, with our necromancer's shibboleth
Rousing themselves from our mythologies and their residence, of death
Our dark prayers are answered as our bonfires, like pyres, are inflamed
Macabre revenants are reanimating, from where nothing's ever reigned
And see how their shadows are cast, as they choose to walk among us
Necronauts of the netherworld arise, from our spells of unholy numbers ...
Eliciting the dead into metamorphosing, by demonised spells we weave
Chthonic wraiths arise from barrows, with our necromancer's shibboleth
Rousing themselves from our mythologies and their residence, of death
Our dark prayers are answered as our bonfires, like pyres, are inflamed
Macabre revenants are reanimating, from where nothing's ever reigned
And see how their shadows are cast, as they choose to walk among us
Necronauts of the netherworld arise, from our spells of unholy numbers ...
#dark
#death
#Halloween
#ghosts
#pagan
5 reads
runningturtle87
Poem Published
18th Oct 2021 8:12pm
18th Oct 2021 8:12pm
In the Sorrow of Your Arms
In the Sorrow of Your Arms
Plans are made
To be broken,
And no charms
Can break
That spell.
Our destiny
May be a token
Of those
Dreams
We know so well.
There
In the sorrow
Of your arms
I still can
Hear them tell,
Every thing
We thought
We knew
In the end
Unwound,
And at last
Oh so so fast
Became....
The echo
Of our sound.
Plans are made
To be broken,
And no charms
Can break
That spell.
Our destiny
May be a token
Of those
Dreams
We know so well.
There
In the sorrow
Of your arms
I still can
Hear them tell,
Every thing
We thought
We knew
In the end
Unwound,
And at last
Oh so so fast
Became....
The echo
Of our sound.
#marriage
#death
#birthday #anniversary
#birthday #anniversary
60 reads
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
18th Oct 2021 5:14pm
18th Oct 2021 5:14pm
Dad's 74th Birthday
In November of 2011, Dad was told that he was terminal and wouldn't survive.
He was diagnosed with Leukemia and he passed away at the age of sixty-five.
Dad worked hard for many years to feed his family and keep a roof over our heads.
He lost his battle after 20 months of Chemo and would have no more years ahead.
When he was diagnosed with his horrible illness, Mom called me at once.
A nurse told Dad that she'd never seen a Leukemia patient survive longer than 18 months.
Dad survived for 20 months, that was two months longer than what the nurse said.
Mom...
He was diagnosed with Leukemia and he passed away at the age of sixty-five.
Dad worked hard for many years to feed his family and keep a roof over our heads.
He lost his battle after 20 months of Chemo and would have no more years ahead.
When he was diagnosed with his horrible illness, Mom called me at once.
A nurse told Dad that she'd never seen a Leukemia patient survive longer than 18 months.
Dad survived for 20 months, that was two months longer than what the nurse said.
Mom...
#family
#death
#birthday
#cancer
#nonfiction
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RiAN
Poem Published
18th Oct 2021 7:07am
18th Oct 2021 7:07am
Finding Pandora
I thought I saw you in the ice crystals today
folding frost upon the earth
ignited jade halo
rustic ripples
woven tiger eyes
there in the haze
your sacrosanct voice
began to speak
living language
languished
imprints
prosaic
panthera
tigres
inscribed
in your palms
the arching arc
artisan
rubescent
robe
glows
dawn
ever
present
folding frost upon the earth
ignited jade halo
rustic ripples
woven tiger eyes
there in the haze
your sacrosanct voice
began to speak
living language
languished
imprints
prosaic
panthera
tigres
inscribed
in your palms
the arching arc
artisan
rubescent
robe
glows
dawn
ever
present
#death
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
50 reads
3 Comments
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