Submissions by MoSeS-alienhead
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
trying to make the best of life….kinda. multiple personas im a interesting person when you get to know me… i tend to be quiet and alienate myself but my calm and ……personality compels people
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Mar 2014 8:24pm
16th Mar 2014 8:24pm
America
America the land of free and new beginnings
My end was started the moment your air is breathed my lungs chocking for release of this freedom preached to children then take. At the very words, your land stripped by natives free land taken to be free,enslaved and paved down by freedom and liberty.
Beginning anew from whats already proceeded your history is engraved into books and minds endless loops of a noose,your past chokes our future revolving as our beginnings sealed our ends
My end was started the moment your air is breathed my lungs chocking for release of this freedom preached to children then take. At the very words, your land stripped by natives free land taken to be free,enslaved and paved down by freedom and liberty.
Beginning anew from whats already proceeded your history is engraved into books and minds endless loops of a noose,your past chokes our future revolving as our beginnings sealed our ends
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Mar 2014 4:58pm
16th Mar 2014 4:58pm
Artistic humacide-unfinished
Baby Lets kill
Send shivering chills that follow kids tears
Be my artist
Creating art from shriveled hearts
that beat to deathly tunes of bogart.
I want your paintbrush to stroke deep
As you create a beast underneath paper layer sheets
With black ink that stains the sanity
Souls retreat into calamity.
We can create a world free of humanity
Send shivering chills that follow kids tears
Be my artist
Creating art from shriveled hearts
that beat to deathly tunes of bogart.
I want your paintbrush to stroke deep
As you create a beast underneath paper layer sheets
With black ink that stains the sanity
Souls retreat into calamity.
We can create a world free of humanity
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Mar 2014 7:28am
9th Mar 2014 7:28am
Suicide of mind
Emotions are hanging the the noose is stained red
a heart is bleeding,cut from a knife not sharp enough to slice.
Messages written by crimson ink on walls
And warnings of deaths approach against broken skin
Utopian world built of opium
Tongues stained white by meth pushing
Methalogical minds into shadow depths
Darkness enveloping light
Angels fall to protect as they disconfect
Interiors are crashing the sanity of one is depleting
Thoughts are not free,ldoves broken in a cage
White wings lay limp as darkness consumes ...
a heart is bleeding,cut from a knife not sharp enough to slice.
Messages written by crimson ink on walls
And warnings of deaths approach against broken skin
Utopian world built of opium
Tongues stained white by meth pushing
Methalogical minds into shadow depths
Darkness enveloping light
Angels fall to protect as they disconfect
Interiors are crashing the sanity of one is depleting
Thoughts are not free,ldoves broken in a cage
White wings lay limp as darkness consumes ...
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Feb 2014 4:15pm
17th Feb 2014 4:15pm
pain
pain pain go away
come another hurting day
for the happiness wants to play;don't stay any
longer rain
pain pain go away
come another hurting day
for the happiness wants to
play-tis is life's way to play
see the knife and the noose
skin is broken ,necks are tossed
little Johnny battered and bruised,
heaven help all is lost
no angel to come the devil has cried
his evil quick to consume you
eyes of blood and tongue's with pills
pain comforts all your ills
pain pain come again
everyday a hurting day
play the game,...
come another hurting day
for the happiness wants to play;don't stay any
longer rain
pain pain go away
come another hurting day
for the happiness wants to
play-tis is life's way to play
see the knife and the noose
skin is broken ,necks are tossed
little Johnny battered and bruised,
heaven help all is lost
no angel to come the devil has cried
his evil quick to consume you
eyes of blood and tongue's with pills
pain comforts all your ills
pain pain come again
everyday a hurting day
play the game,...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Feb 2014 3:51pm
17th Feb 2014 3:51pm
~untitled~
cloaked in a tattered american flag dripping red stripes;
blood.
A soldier wanders aimlessly the nights blue canopy looming,
under the flag's flickering stars
alone with an "a k47" held by hands
frozen stubs, for what was once, fingers
Carrying the weight of the fifty states he has been sent to protect, he has taken
fifty bullets for them
Fifty days and nights
fifty endless miles walking……wandering…….searching
for nothing!
He knows nowhere to go
nowhere to be...
he has no place to hide
so he walks
He walks...
blood.
A soldier wanders aimlessly the nights blue canopy looming,
under the flag's flickering stars
alone with an "a k47" held by hands
frozen stubs, for what was once, fingers
Carrying the weight of the fifty states he has been sent to protect, he has taken
fifty bullets for them
Fifty days and nights
fifty endless miles walking……wandering…….searching
for nothing!
He knows nowhere to go
nowhere to be...
he has no place to hide
so he walks
He walks...
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2014 4:17pm
3rd Feb 2014 4:17pm
…So Cold...
midnight blues
your brain is not in the mood
for these….foolish little games
your love sitting on a pedestal of so much shame
MR.ice dressed down in black, your suit
colored charcoal with slacks that reflect the night
skin tone as white and cold as..
antarctic snow.
they say its coldest at night so you stalk barren streets leaving a trail
of crystalline ice
you've numbed the pain
just a little to much novacane so now
feelings are retreating
and caring is far faring
like icebergs you float
with no ulterior hope
...
your brain is not in the mood
for these….foolish little games
your love sitting on a pedestal of so much shame
MR.ice dressed down in black, your suit
colored charcoal with slacks that reflect the night
skin tone as white and cold as..
antarctic snow.
they say its coldest at night so you stalk barren streets leaving a trail
of crystalline ice
you've numbed the pain
just a little to much novacane so now
feelings are retreating
and caring is far faring
like icebergs you float
with no ulterior hope
...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2014 5:08am
23rd Jan 2014 5:08am
Midnight thoughts
Ewww im bored sitting here alone
my
tounge and body so lazy
Ugggh!
my mind is just hazy
Mystical beauty comes from the wall
as i see alddain ride my rug with jafar
Imagination running haywire of the destruction
of creation
i much rather see life like funimation
...anime-tion...
Im not high, no im.not drunk
but im jamming to funk
with a body in the trunk.
Shhhhhh
randomness
just randomness
My pegasus is so fashionless.
my
tounge and body so lazy
Ugggh!
my mind is just hazy
Mystical beauty comes from the wall
as i see alddain ride my rug with jafar
Imagination running haywire of the destruction
of creation
i much rather see life like funimation
...anime-tion...
Im not high, no im.not drunk
but im jamming to funk
with a body in the trunk.
Shhhhhh
randomness
just randomness
My pegasus is so fashionless.
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DARK POEM
Published
21st Jan 2014 4:18pm
21st Jan 2014 4:18pm
morning love
early morning love
her skin pressed against mine
the cool feel of lips pressed against my own
bodies that make love under the warm glow of sun glistening with sweat
our bodys intertwined like twisted reality
our dreams run together free from the curse of pain
hearts fused together,one mind,one body
love is……
eyes open as the sweat begins to thicken
this isn't love….this isn't a love or sex poem
lost eyes gaze upon a mangled body
the beauty of her neck twisted and her spine protruding from that stunning twisted neck...
her skin pressed against mine
the cool feel of lips pressed against my own
bodies that make love under the warm glow of sun glistening with sweat
our bodys intertwined like twisted reality
our dreams run together free from the curse of pain
hearts fused together,one mind,one body
love is……
eyes open as the sweat begins to thicken
this isn't love….this isn't a love or sex poem
lost eyes gaze upon a mangled body
the beauty of her neck twisted and her spine protruding from that stunning twisted neck...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Jan 2014 3:53pm
21st Jan 2014 3:53pm
lost soldier
cloaked in a tattered american flag dripping red stripes of blood
a soldier wanders aimlessly in the dark blue of night under the flags stars
alone with a "a k47'" held by hands that have frozen stubs instead of fingers
covered in the fifty states he has been sent to protect he has taken
fifty bullets for them
fifty days of hunger
fifty days and fifty nights
fifty endless miles walking……wandering…….searching…
for nothing
he knows nowhere to go
and nowhere to be
he has no place to hide
so he walks
he...
a soldier wanders aimlessly in the dark blue of night under the flags stars
alone with a "a k47'" held by hands that have frozen stubs instead of fingers
covered in the fifty states he has been sent to protect he has taken
fifty bullets for them
fifty days of hunger
fifty days and fifty nights
fifty endless miles walking……wandering…….searching…
for nothing
he knows nowhere to go
and nowhere to be
he has no place to hide
so he walks
he...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Jan 2014 4:18pm
16th Jan 2014 4:18pm
ink death
Deaths ink, black like the shadows in his soul
infect his blood with every he bring to life on the starch white paper.
ink reaching into his heart as he goes on, yet he continues to move his pen over the pad.
its tip leaving a trail of ink much like the jagged ,broken mirror that he held to
open veins watching the blood of ink that leaked on the paper
calling him to write more and more.
he watched with eyes frozen over by deaths chill
forever writing with the ink of his blood
words that must not be spoken
words that have been slated by his...
infect his blood with every he bring to life on the starch white paper.
ink reaching into his heart as he goes on, yet he continues to move his pen over the pad.
its tip leaving a trail of ink much like the jagged ,broken mirror that he held to
open veins watching the blood of ink that leaked on the paper
calling him to write more and more.
he watched with eyes frozen over by deaths chill
forever writing with the ink of his blood
words that must not be spoken
words that have been slated by his...
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Jan 2014 3:37pm
15th Jan 2014 3:37pm
my name….is hate
YOU need me!!!
DONT fight me!!
what would you do without me?
your weak minded bodies are merely my vessels moving me to next human to morally destroy.
i come in like the bubonic plauge leaving a trail of decay
i have the power to leave your sanity in calamity like a double leg amputee trying to outrun a banshee
BUT YOU CANT ESCAPE ME!!
screams of bloody Mary escape your throat.
YOU CANT! BLOCK OUT MY WORDS!!
your screams mean nothing
you tear out your eyes leaving empty sockets leaking hemoglobin red blood at your feet.
BUT YOU CANT...
DONT fight me!!
what would you do without me?
your weak minded bodies are merely my vessels moving me to next human to morally destroy.
i come in like the bubonic plauge leaving a trail of decay
i have the power to leave your sanity in calamity like a double leg amputee trying to outrun a banshee
BUT YOU CANT ESCAPE ME!!
screams of bloody Mary escape your throat.
YOU CANT! BLOCK OUT MY WORDS!!
your screams mean nothing
you tear out your eyes leaving empty sockets leaking hemoglobin red blood at your feet.
BUT YOU CANT...
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