Submissions by No1
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Schoolboy without a name
Beaten and bleeding he was found,
a teenage schoolboy on the ground.
The scars on the outside did heal,
but on the inside he was changed.
He wasn't himself anymore. Estranged.
And no happiness any longer he could feel.
For schoolwork no longer he was fit,
and alone without friends he'd would sit.
But the bullies attention him did give...
And he lost the last of his will to live.
Outside he was alive, on the inside - dead.
And then a thought came. An obsession in his head.
That the only way he could ever be free,
was to make the...
a teenage schoolboy on the ground.
The scars on the outside did heal,
but on the inside he was changed.
He wasn't himself anymore. Estranged.
And no happiness any longer he could feel.
For schoolwork no longer he was fit,
and alone without friends he'd would sit.
But the bullies attention him did give...
And he lost the last of his will to live.
Outside he was alive, on the inside - dead.
And then a thought came. An obsession in his head.
That the only way he could ever be free,
was to make the...
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Hell
Nothing is real here in this dark.
Voices of silence you won't hark.
In this empty void that feeds on light,
everything's wrong and never is it right.
In this hollow place that isn't real,
there's nothing to see, hear or feel.
In this place you don't want to stay,
so blink your eyes and make it go away.
Keep your eyes wide shut and do not tell,
that you live...in a place called Hell.
Voices of silence you won't hark.
In this empty void that feeds on light,
everything's wrong and never is it right.
In this hollow place that isn't real,
there's nothing to see, hear or feel.
In this place you don't want to stay,
so blink your eyes and make it go away.
Keep your eyes wide shut and do not tell,
that you live...in a place called Hell.
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It doesn't matter
I used to have a job but now I'm unemployed.
It doesn't matter...
I used to have a car but I don't have it anymore.
It doesn't matter...
I used to have a girlfriend but now she's gone.
It doesn't matter...
I used to have a life, but I don't have it anymore.
It doesn't matter...
It doesn't matter...
I used to have a car but I don't have it anymore.
It doesn't matter...
I used to have a girlfriend but now she's gone.
It doesn't matter...
I used to have a life, but I don't have it anymore.
It doesn't matter...
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Memory of man
Sometimes it feels like
this will last forever.
This world, this place,
the big cities we live in.
Yet, our entire existence,
is but a grain of sand in
Time's great hourglass.
One day not a trace of us
will be left...
Then vast deserts will be
were great cities once were.
And the memory of man,
is dust.
this will last forever.
This world, this place,
the big cities we live in.
Yet, our entire existence,
is but a grain of sand in
Time's great hourglass.
One day not a trace of us
will be left...
Then vast deserts will be
were great cities once were.
And the memory of man,
is dust.
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Lucifer
It's said that he from heaven fell,
into the deepest pit of hell.
And that Lucifer is the deceiver,
presumes any true believer.
But is it really the whole truth,
of what happened in man's youth?
Was Eve by the serpent deceived,
or was it a fine gift she received?
Innocence and Paradise were lost,
but it was perhaps worth the cost.
At least Man's eyes opened were,
and though it is a burden to bear,
Man to Lucifer should make a toast!
into the deepest pit of hell.
And that Lucifer is the deceiver,
presumes any true believer.
But is it really the whole truth,
of what happened in man's youth?
Was Eve by the serpent deceived,
or was it a fine gift she received?
Innocence and Paradise were lost,
but it was perhaps worth the cost.
At least Man's eyes opened were,
and though it is a burden to bear,
Man to Lucifer should make a toast!
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Rise narcissist, rise
Rise narcissist, rise!
Your life is built on lies
A star on your own stage,
though your locked in a cage.
Rise narcissist, rise!
Facing truth is your demise
Always need what they supply
Fighting life until you die
Your life is built on lies
A star on your own stage,
though your locked in a cage.
Rise narcissist, rise!
Facing truth is your demise
Always need what they supply
Fighting life until you die
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She who's touched me
I've see the prettiest girl in town.
In her dark eyes I wish to drown.
She's the loveliest in every way,
and with her I'd want to stay.
She's like a jewel in the sky,
a perfect and wonderful star.
But though she's touched me,
the distance to her is so far.
And I'll always be sad 'cause...
She who has my universe shaken,
can never be mine...
She's already taken.
In her dark eyes I wish to drown.
She's the loveliest in every way,
and with her I'd want to stay.
She's like a jewel in the sky,
a perfect and wonderful star.
But though she's touched me,
the distance to her is so far.
And I'll always be sad 'cause...
She who has my universe shaken,
can never be mine...
She's already taken.
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Right to kill
Is it right to take a life?
To slash a throat with a knife.
Is it wrong to kill just for fun?
To blow someone away with a gun.
Gotta keep silent about this...
This is a big secret I must not spill.
But I have always know that...
I've got the right to kill.
To slash a throat with a knife.
Is it wrong to kill just for fun?
To blow someone away with a gun.
Gotta keep silent about this...
This is a big secret I must not spill.
But I have always know that...
I've got the right to kill.
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Look into the dark
Look into the the dark!
Inside your twisted mind, you'll see me.
The demon to whom thou shalt hark.
Listen to the wickedness,
I've planted inside your soul.
Listen and follow my advice.
Your damnation is my goal.
Inside your twisted mind, you'll see me.
The demon to whom thou shalt hark.
Listen to the wickedness,
I've planted inside your soul.
Listen and follow my advice.
Your damnation is my goal.
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Beyond Death's gate
Inside thou art empty now, all hollow,
and the dark thee soon will swallow.
To me, to the night, thou art a slave.
Thou mayest live for a short while longer...
Then to the pit with thee, to the grave!
Beneath the blackest earth shall thou reside.
Oh, how thou then wilt wish thou hadn't died.
But alas, for thee it is far too late...
Die now my friend,
and walk past Death's gate.
and the dark thee soon will swallow.
To me, to the night, thou art a slave.
Thou mayest live for a short while longer...
Then to the pit with thee, to the grave!
Beneath the blackest earth shall thou reside.
Oh, how thou then wilt wish thou hadn't died.
But alas, for thee it is far too late...
Die now my friend,
and walk past Death's gate.
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When I met the devil
I once met a strange man. I had seen him briefly before this encounter. A person I know had said after talking to him that "This is the most insane person I have ever met". This didn't deter me and a friend of mine from letting the man join our table, when he later asked to do so. First a little about the man's appearance...
There was something slightly (or more than so) diabolical about the way he looked. He was not young but seemed vigorous enough. His hair was quite long and black as a raven's wing. Black (and piercing) was his gaze, and that also went for his leather...
There was something slightly (or more than so) diabolical about the way he looked. He was not young but seemed vigorous enough. His hair was quite long and black as a raven's wing. Black (and piercing) was his gaze, and that also went for his leather...
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