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FeNyX
Poem Published
31st Dec 2020 12:54pm
31st Dec 2020 12:54pm
k A Tale Of Two Brothers
There's a story of two bothers. Two other brothers or the same brothers. One gets twisted in the throes of early tumultuous history telling. Warped over time to fit exigency and greed.
Both had fine brides that loved them very well, but the younger who ruled the heavens grew jealous of his elder and coveted his wife. So he conspired with the nether world to kill his younger brother. They succeeded.
They lay a trap and drowned him in the great river, causing a panic in the realm below .
His wife led the search and eventually found him nestled...
Both had fine brides that loved them very well, but the younger who ruled the heavens grew jealous of his elder and coveted his wife. So he conspired with the nether world to kill his younger brother. They succeeded.
They lay a trap and drowned him in the great river, causing a panic in the realm below .
His wife led the search and eventually found him nestled...
#love
#jealousy
#spiritual
#revenge
#healing
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FeNyX
Poem Published
12th Jan 2021 2:16pm
12th Jan 2021 2:16pm
k- Slaves Do Not A Lord Make
Further along he walked softly alongside Mercury. Witches fun and dead innocents behind now. He mourned his failings, wishing he were better, always better. Filling his heart with guilt and pain he carried as the weight of oceans.
His legacy was long and troubled, tinged with greatness and tragedy. He carried almost all unknowingly, save for his line. Royal of royals he respected it and strove to better it in all ways, compassion being one. His name will drop form the story in time, his given name that is ... his other name will follow him and his offspring through eternity...
His legacy was long and troubled, tinged with greatness and tragedy. He carried almost all unknowingly, save for his line. Royal of royals he respected it and strove to better it in all ways, compassion being one. His name will drop form the story in time, his given name that is ... his other name will follow him and his offspring through eternity...
#love
#FreeVerse
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FeNyX
Poem Published
25th Jan 2021 1:05am
25th Jan 2021 1:05am
Notifications
Jeff awoke to his phone alarm at 6am. Rolling over to quiet it. Then punching in his pin to check his texts, Facebook notifications, Twitter notifications, Instagram etc. Seeing the large number today he settles in to scroll through them in turn. Scrolling the titles and opening words of each, then opening and sometimes replying to interesting ones.
He pays particular attention to a co-worker's comments and posts. The blonde with the big tits he's been trying to bed. Another sexy selfie she tagged him in. Ogling her pic in a tight fall sweater with a come hither look, has his lust...
He pays particular attention to a co-worker's comments and posts. The blonde with the big tits he's been trying to bed. Another sexy selfie she tagged him in. Ogling her pic in a tight fall sweater with a come hither look, has his lust...
#philosophical
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2 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 9:57pm
13th Dec 2024 9:57pm
Princess Alia vs The Hypocritical Prude
#hate
#hypocrisy
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FeNyX
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2021 9:29am
2nd Feb 2021 9:29am
k- Present Incoherent
I sleep infrequently and sparingly. The apartment is too cold and too hot and I think it's just me. It's as cluttered as my mind is these days. My practical memory ... google, and my personal memory riddled with mysteries.
I dream tales ... stories, fantasies, horrors ... truths? I don't know. One night I am a mighty King, loved and revered for wisdom and a child must be split ... and Mother defers ... and I wake sweating. Another I'm a soldier with a flint musket, rushing up a hill bayonet affixed and ready to skewer a Redcoat with young terrified eyes. I run him through and...
I dream tales ... stories, fantasies, horrors ... truths? I don't know. One night I am a mighty King, loved and revered for wisdom and a child must be split ... and Mother defers ... and I wake sweating. Another I'm a soldier with a flint musket, rushing up a hill bayonet affixed and ready to skewer a Redcoat with young terrified eyes. I run him through and...
#love
#dreams
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9 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 8:10pm
13th Dec 2024 8:10pm
Three Clowns for Samhain
#corruption
#dark
#Halloween
#horror
#murder
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 7:04pm
5th Dec 2024 7:04pm
Blake's Ghost Hunters and the Web of Madness: Part One
#dark
#ghosts
#horror
#scifi
#ShortStory
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 7:07pm
5th Dec 2024 7:07pm
Blake's Ghost Hunters and the Web of Madness: Part Two
#dark
#ghosts
#horror
#scifi
#ShortStory
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FeNyX
Poem Published
14th Dec 2020 12:36pm
14th Dec 2020 12:36pm
k- The Ways The Mind Poisons The Heart As In The Heavens As On The Earth
The nature of Magik is pure. The nature of those who invoke it is ... suspect at best. To wield it creates a responsibility. Though most invocations are neutral in this, conjuring a cloak or summoning an article of clothing, some tend to fall outside this area. Altering one's perception or reality. Manipulating one as a puppet, Enchanting, carries more serious affects.
This never stopped those who use it from carrying out dastardly deeds and might explain the Karmic effects befallen them in later times. The divine ledger, as it were, checking off each box as appropriate to the...
This never stopped those who use it from carrying out dastardly deeds and might explain the Karmic effects befallen them in later times. The divine ledger, as it were, checking off each box as appropriate to the...
#love
#hate
#dreams
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_Skylark_
aeturnus
aeturnus
Poem Published
11th Nov 2022 5:09am
11th Nov 2022 5:09am
Scleral Etchings
I looked into his arctic blue eyes. My painted lips formed an even more painted on artificial smile. Artifice is, after all, an extension of nature, right? …Right? I hoped, likely in vain, that this caricaturization of natural human emotion distracted from the reflections in my eyes. Ones I feared might still be there after having blinked, slept, forgotten. Reflections in my glassy brown eyes of the countless Google searches ranging from “painless suicide methods” to “how long does it take to die from hanging?” I feared those inquiries were somehow permanently etched into the whites of my...
#suicide
#HumanRights
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 11:15pm
2nd Jul 2024 11:15pm
The Case of the Secret Gems (P.Du Sang Mystery) pt 2
Hi Pauline, are you alright?” Mr. Brown asked as he watched her slam her car door and storm up her front porch.
“Hey, Mr. Brown. Everything is superb.” She said as she opened her front door to the house. She turned giving him a slight smile, in hindsight, it might have looked a little strange since she never smiled at him before. She went inside, dropped her keys on the little table by the door, and straight to the guest bedroom on the second flight.
Pauline opened the door and immediately regretted that she left all her things in boxes.
“Well, there is no...
“Hey, Mr. Brown. Everything is superb.” She said as she opened her front door to the house. She turned giving him a slight smile, in hindsight, it might have looked a little strange since she never smiled at him before. She went inside, dropped her keys on the little table by the door, and straight to the guest bedroom on the second flight.
Pauline opened the door and immediately regretted that she left all her things in boxes.
“Well, there is no...
#mystery
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3 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
24th May 2024 7:19pm
24th May 2024 7:19pm
Bonfire Publishing part 2
Once the plane landed in Heathrow. I hate to admit that Sam was right. The day was gray and there was moisture on the ground from a light rain.
Looking at both of them, walking through the terminal, with an attitude of ‘I can't believe I am here doing this when I could be home doing something else.’
Correction, that only came off of Meg. What came off of Sam was I'm not messing with these people, and they are going to give us the money we asked for.
The meeting was to be held at “The Cause”. It was a nightclub that is on the East End of London...
Looking at both of them, walking through the terminal, with an attitude of ‘I can't believe I am here doing this when I could be home doing something else.’
Correction, that only came off of Meg. What came off of Sam was I'm not messing with these people, and they are going to give us the money we asked for.
The meeting was to be held at “The Cause”. It was a nightclub that is on the East End of London...
#erotic
#ShortStory
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9 Comments
DU Poetry : Least Read Fictional Prose: Short Stories and Chapters from Books and Novels
