Submissions by Pravus
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write only when I get inspiration. I usually filter my poems around hatred and loss. But more recently I have been able to filter them through hidden desires.
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Jul 2014 7:53am
21st Jul 2014 7:53am
Jealousy
sickness of the mind and body
rocking and rolling through ones body
silver daggers of poison leaking
passing impenetrable walls
the stomach twisting in to knots
over and over
creating designs never before seen
in or outside of the human body
stomach clenching
the burn of bile in the throat
complete emptiness within one's soul
and everything they had begun to build comes crashing down around them
the unquenchable desire to be rid of this curse
this sulfuric curse
a curse that binds my throat
allowing no words from the...
rocking and rolling through ones body
silver daggers of poison leaking
passing impenetrable walls
the stomach twisting in to knots
over and over
creating designs never before seen
in or outside of the human body
stomach clenching
the burn of bile in the throat
complete emptiness within one's soul
and everything they had begun to build comes crashing down around them
the unquenchable desire to be rid of this curse
this sulfuric curse
a curse that binds my throat
allowing no words from the...
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Mar 2014 8:38pm
16th Mar 2014 8:38pm
My Fears
Stuck on replay
I can’t even say “Hey”
All my worst moments
Laid out before me in perfect increments
All I want to do is close my eyes
And wipe away the disguise
The disguise of the perfect world I live in
Even through all this sin
The perfect increments of my fears
Knocks me to my knees and forces out tears
I struggle and fight
All they reveal is right
Seeing all of my failures and weaknesses
Is like Déjà Vu, I have already seen this
The darkness flips across my vision
Indicating another transition
My fears...
I can’t even say “Hey”
All my worst moments
Laid out before me in perfect increments
All I want to do is close my eyes
And wipe away the disguise
The disguise of the perfect world I live in
Even through all this sin
The perfect increments of my fears
Knocks me to my knees and forces out tears
I struggle and fight
All they reveal is right
Seeing all of my failures and weaknesses
Is like Déjà Vu, I have already seen this
The darkness flips across my vision
Indicating another transition
My fears...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
5th Feb 2014 2:26am
5th Feb 2014 2:26am
In Love with an Immortal
Never have I seen something so beautiful
I am addicted to this feeling
I have the gift of sight
The ability to see the metaphysical world
And of all the metaphysical beings
I fell in love with Anubis
Seeing him standing over a newly deceased
The soul rise out of the cooling body
Only to be guided
To the underworld
I love Anubis
With his flawless body
And his slick
Jackal head
I vow to see Anubis as often as I can
And so I will remove lives from this world
Everyday I see his flawlessness
I...
I am addicted to this feeling
I have the gift of sight
The ability to see the metaphysical world
And of all the metaphysical beings
I fell in love with Anubis
Seeing him standing over a newly deceased
The soul rise out of the cooling body
Only to be guided
To the underworld
I love Anubis
With his flawless body
And his slick
Jackal head
I vow to see Anubis as often as I can
And so I will remove lives from this world
Everyday I see his flawlessness
I...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Feb 2014 2:15am
5th Feb 2014 2:15am
The Loss
Why must it end this way?
A continuous never ending circle
The fight with a family member
Space required and achieved
Something awful happens
And never had the chance to clean the slate
Always thinking of the "What If's"
Never considering the perks
This life we lead is full of sadness
And pain
How are we supposed to live happily,
If all we can do is mourn our losses?
The loss of a family member
The loss of a close friend
The loss of a love partner
The loss of what matters most
...
A continuous never ending circle
The fight with a family member
Space required and achieved
Something awful happens
And never had the chance to clean the slate
Always thinking of the "What If's"
Never considering the perks
This life we lead is full of sadness
And pain
How are we supposed to live happily,
If all we can do is mourn our losses?
The loss of a family member
The loss of a close friend
The loss of a love partner
The loss of what matters most
...
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SELF POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2014 10:45pm
2nd Feb 2014 10:45pm
Demons
Regret
Guilt
Empathy
Rejection
My demons are not things I do
They are the things I feel
Dark feelings that make we want to end it all
A pressure pulling me into the deepest abyss of my mind
Demons
Forever tied to my existence
Guilt
Empathy
Rejection
My demons are not things I do
They are the things I feel
Dark feelings that make we want to end it all
A pressure pulling me into the deepest abyss of my mind
Demons
Forever tied to my existence
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UPBEAT POEM
Published
31st Jan 2014 2:10am
31st Jan 2014 2:10am
Summer Night Revelation
Standing outside long enough
Makes those with great minds become greater
Minds sent afloat in an ocean of nothingness
To makes something of the pure stillness
In a particular situation
On a late summer night
My mind wandering into times and worlds
Never before imagined
I was brought back to reality
Rather confused
I closed my eyes
And allowed my head to fall back
So that when I opened my eyes
The heaven would be spread before me
I try to locate the object
That brought my attention
Back to this mundane field
Of...
Makes those with great minds become greater
Minds sent afloat in an ocean of nothingness
To makes something of the pure stillness
In a particular situation
On a late summer night
My mind wandering into times and worlds
Never before imagined
I was brought back to reality
Rather confused
I closed my eyes
And allowed my head to fall back
So that when I opened my eyes
The heaven would be spread before me
I try to locate the object
That brought my attention
Back to this mundane field
Of...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
31st Jan 2014 1:48am
31st Jan 2014 1:48am
Nyx- Primordial Goddess of Night
Curse these weak beings
Even if they are my play things
The rid the world of my being
Because they are afraid of not seeing
This darkness is beauty
And apparently exterminating it is their duty
They fear the gift of blind sight
Indeed they're not at all bright
A true gift they repent
But they will receive it, I am hell bent
Why did that cursed Titan have to do this
Prometheus gave them light and bliss
From there they evolved
But that can be solved
They think they can keep me away with their "electricity"...
Even if they are my play things
The rid the world of my being
Because they are afraid of not seeing
This darkness is beauty
And apparently exterminating it is their duty
They fear the gift of blind sight
Indeed they're not at all bright
A true gift they repent
But they will receive it, I am hell bent
Why did that cursed Titan have to do this
Prometheus gave them light and bliss
From there they evolved
But that can be solved
They think they can keep me away with their "electricity"...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jan 2014 2:12am
30th Jan 2014 2:12am
Letter To Lucifer
To the Fallen One (Lucifer) whom it may concern:
Why could you have not taken me under your wing? To think of how much more interesting it would have been to be an apprentice to the "Fiend of Fiends". Unrivaled cunning, a force of darkness, Immortal, and devilishly handsome. After all, most women are attracted to the bad boy, and I would be the baddest and classiest of them all.
Although I must say, even though I doubt in the existence of "God", I do not doubt the existence of you. I just hope that you can grant me with the knowledge of life, love and...
Why could you have not taken me under your wing? To think of how much more interesting it would have been to be an apprentice to the "Fiend of Fiends". Unrivaled cunning, a force of darkness, Immortal, and devilishly handsome. After all, most women are attracted to the bad boy, and I would be the baddest and classiest of them all.
Although I must say, even though I doubt in the existence of "God", I do not doubt the existence of you. I just hope that you can grant me with the knowledge of life, love and...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jan 2014 1:52am
30th Jan 2014 1:52am
Letter To God
To the Creator (God) whom it may concern:
Never have I full heartedly believed in your existence. And yet, even in my most philosophical moments, I doubt the belief of other's in your existence. Why would someone so powerful, so all knowing, allow so much darkness, despair, pain and death into the lives of his/her "children"? There have always been reasons for me to doubt you but that is by far on of the least selfish and reasonable questions I could ask. Here is one on the other side of the realm... Why is it I must despair over the trials of the heart, actually trying to...
Never have I full heartedly believed in your existence. And yet, even in my most philosophical moments, I doubt the belief of other's in your existence. Why would someone so powerful, so all knowing, allow so much darkness, despair, pain and death into the lives of his/her "children"? There have always been reasons for me to doubt you but that is by far on of the least selfish and reasonable questions I could ask. Here is one on the other side of the realm... Why is it I must despair over the trials of the heart, actually trying to...
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Jan 2014 1:15am
5th Jan 2014 1:15am
Regrets
For all the things I didn't say
For all the things I didn't do
To all the people I wish I could have kept in my life
I have so many regrets
To the woman I have been crushing on for years
I have one regret when it comes to you
I regret no kissing you when I had the chance
Because now you are out of my reach
I wish not to kiss you now
For you will surely eliminate me from your company
To the woman down the street
I apologize for how I acted
It was not intentional
Anymore it is how I am
Seeing the happiness in those around me...
For all the things I didn't do
To all the people I wish I could have kept in my life
I have so many regrets
To the woman I have been crushing on for years
I have one regret when it comes to you
I regret no kissing you when I had the chance
Because now you are out of my reach
I wish not to kiss you now
For you will surely eliminate me from your company
To the woman down the street
I apologize for how I acted
It was not intentional
Anymore it is how I am
Seeing the happiness in those around me...
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Dec 2013 7:26am
26th Dec 2013 7:26am
Day Of Last Breath
Throbbing headache
Dark thoughts
Evil thoughts
Wanting to be released
Craving for darkness
Anarchy
Chaos
Blood
... Blood
I am tempted to give it to them
The thought crosses my mind giving me pause
Flipping my knife open
Guiding it across my arm
Never giving it the flesh it desires
Thoughts pulling me down
Into the darkest depths of depression
Wishing I had someone here
Never do
Luckily you will always be there for me
My dearest Poetry
My dearest Poetry
You have been there
Through hell...
Dark thoughts
Evil thoughts
Wanting to be released
Craving for darkness
Anarchy
Chaos
Blood
... Blood
I am tempted to give it to them
The thought crosses my mind giving me pause
Flipping my knife open
Guiding it across my arm
Never giving it the flesh it desires
Thoughts pulling me down
Into the darkest depths of depression
Wishing I had someone here
Never do
Luckily you will always be there for me
My dearest Poetry
My dearest Poetry
You have been there
Through hell...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2013 5:07am
23rd Dec 2013 5:07am
King of the Underground
Weather it is above ground
Or below
A King is a King
And he shall bow to no one
A King rules with grace
He is at one with his people
Understanding their hearts and souls
As if they were apart of his own self
A true heir to the throne
Does not strife for what is already his
He follows his passion
Making connections with his subjects
But all in all
A King of the Underground
Cannot have anything to rule
He must possess nothing
Everything he is
Must be given to his Kingdom
That is the price
To be a...
Or below
A King is a King
And he shall bow to no one
A King rules with grace
He is at one with his people
Understanding their hearts and souls
As if they were apart of his own self
A true heir to the throne
Does not strife for what is already his
He follows his passion
Making connections with his subjects
But all in all
A King of the Underground
Cannot have anything to rule
He must possess nothing
Everything he is
Must be given to his Kingdom
That is the price
To be a...
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