Submissions by PsychicApocalypse (Darker Half)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am nobody. Who are you? Are you Nobody too?
One Wish Entry
Mortal Wishes
My one wish
is to be
loved,
cared for,
free
from
society's
pressure.
How about
finding
peace,
within
this mortal
realm.
A place to
belong,
whether living,
or dead.
My one wish
is to be
loved,
cared for,
free
from
society's
pressure.
How about
finding
peace,
within
this mortal
realm.
A place to
belong,
whether living,
or dead.
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8 Comments
Pretty Little Dead Girl
She counted,
and waited,
for the first stars.
As dusk prevailed,
here comes,
the dark.
Lucid
dreamers,
putrid corpses.
chanting,
around white
roses.
As sunset closes,
the moonlight
imposes.
A petal
for each,
dispersing
in the air.
Rotting flesh,
torn clothes,
ran amok
every where.
Her voice
resonated hymns.
Which she sang,
out loud.
Hypnotically
psychotic,
mesmerizing
sounds.
Murmurs and
giggles,
ghost...
and waited,
for the first stars.
As dusk prevailed,
here comes,
the dark.
Lucid
dreamers,
putrid corpses.
chanting,
around white
roses.
As sunset closes,
the moonlight
imposes.
A petal
for each,
dispersing
in the air.
Rotting flesh,
torn clothes,
ran amok
every where.
Her voice
resonated hymns.
Which she sang,
out loud.
Hypnotically
psychotic,
mesmerizing
sounds.
Murmurs and
giggles,
ghost...
144 reads
8 Comments
Another Re-Write
center]I will be re-writing CraicDealer(lepperochan)'s poem Better to burn out
[url]http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/110432-better-to-burn-out/[/url]
Letting Go
The skin of our palms,
no longer tingle.
The touch no longer sends
that electric sizzle.
A proof to us,
that love does fade
It has become nothing but,
empty sex.
It's just... not...
the same.
We have tied each other,
with suffocating chains.
Innocently, we thought,
this affection, would
have lasted for years.
Naive....
[url]http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/110432-better-to-burn-out/[/url]
Letting Go
The skin of our palms,
no longer tingle.
The touch no longer sends
that electric sizzle.
A proof to us,
that love does fade
It has become nothing but,
empty sex.
It's just... not...
the same.
We have tied each other,
with suffocating chains.
Innocently, we thought,
this affection, would
have lasted for years.
Naive....
52 reads
4 Comments
A Sad Story
The Water Spirit
There was once a Japanese prostitute,
with a complexion so fair, like winter snow.
A skin so smooth, envied by others,
and silky black hair,
as bright as the moon's glow.
She was sick,
and knew she didn't have much left to live.
All she wanted
was a night with the love,
she had come to receive.
She fell in love,
with her main client, who planned to elope.
Blinded by these emotions,
her heart would flutter
and she started hope.
She packed her things,
and...
There was once a Japanese prostitute,
with a complexion so fair, like winter snow.
A skin so smooth, envied by others,
and silky black hair,
as bright as the moon's glow.
She was sick,
and knew she didn't have much left to live.
All she wanted
was a night with the love,
she had come to receive.
She fell in love,
with her main client, who planned to elope.
Blinded by these emotions,
her heart would flutter
and she started hope.
She packed her things,
and...
95 reads
6 Comments
ABC Challenge
A, B, C, OF MY MURDER
Your Ashes fall
Burnt and to crunchy
Crisp.
Don't dare blame me,
you deserve Every bit of it.
You're Fried,
with coal and Gasoline.
In Hell by now,
one more death equals an Increase.
If you Just hadn't fucked with me,
...
Your Ashes fall
Burnt and to crunchy
Crisp.
Don't dare blame me,
you deserve Every bit of it.
You're Fried,
with coal and Gasoline.
In Hell by now,
one more death equals an Increase.
If you Just hadn't fucked with me,
...
93 reads
4 Comments
A Solitary Goodbye
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
The ticking of the clock
to me,
is like a time bomb.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
It rings in my ears,
It's the only thing,
I seem to hear,
as the blade
slicing through my veins,
and consciousness slowly,
starts to disappear.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
The beating of my heart,
slows down, as my breath becomes,
short-ed,
gasps.
Time re-lapse.
No time to recover,
this time..
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
The last color my eyes...
The ticking of the clock
to me,
is like a time bomb.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
It rings in my ears,
It's the only thing,
I seem to hear,
as the blade
slicing through my veins,
and consciousness slowly,
starts to disappear.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
The beating of my heart,
slows down, as my breath becomes,
short-ed,
gasps.
Time re-lapse.
No time to recover,
this time..
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
The last color my eyes...
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12 Comments
Re-Write Competition Entry
center]I just really hope I can give some justice in this re-write of HadesRising's Poem UNDERNEATH THE MOURNING STAR.
[url]http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/120851-underneath-the-mourning-star/[/url]
The Tears of a Love Star
A loneliness,
of such I've never felt,
As he departed from my side.
I reached out to emptiness,
as his face disappeared,
from my sight.
My angel, my warrior,
From this war,
I yearned for your return.
For evil is inferior,
I won't will let my heart be marred,
my love for you will...
[url]http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/120851-underneath-the-mourning-star/[/url]
The Tears of a Love Star
A loneliness,
of such I've never felt,
As he departed from my side.
I reached out to emptiness,
as his face disappeared,
from my sight.
My angel, my warrior,
From this war,
I yearned for your return.
For evil is inferior,
I won't will let my heart be marred,
my love for you will...
119 reads
6 Comments
Mommy Dearest
Right, Mother?
Would you one day,
look at me,
as the child you've
bared?
Instead of
averting those eyes,
similar as mine,
yet without love,
or care.
Right Mother?
For I am,
and still searching
for that motherly love,
everyone keeps talking about.
Explain to me,
talk to me,
your dead daughter.
what are they talking of?
Oh Mother
I know I am,
the child you never wanted,
or expected
to live.
But as I am now,
I'm still waiting,
patiently,
for...
Would you one day,
look at me,
as the child you've
bared?
Instead of
averting those eyes,
similar as mine,
yet without love,
or care.
Right Mother?
For I am,
and still searching
for that motherly love,
everyone keeps talking about.
Explain to me,
talk to me,
your dead daughter.
what are they talking of?
Oh Mother
I know I am,
the child you never wanted,
or expected
to live.
But as I am now,
I'm still waiting,
patiently,
for...
85 reads
4 Comments
A Time To Be Cheesy (Comp. Entry)
Lovely Memories
You were my first ray of light,
I begun loving you at first sight.
With just a heart-stopping smile,
I felt as if I could run a mile.
My heart beat would race.
Every time I would see your face.
And I couldn't stop my blush.
as my blood would rush.
I would truly get so really shy
every time you kept staring at me in the eye.
If I tried to say your name,
I would stammer it out, which was so lame.
I could never say would I want to.
Because I'm in a daze when I'm with you. ...
You were my first ray of light,
I begun loving you at first sight.
With just a heart-stopping smile,
I felt as if I could run a mile.
My heart beat would race.
Every time I would see your face.
And I couldn't stop my blush.
as my blood would rush.
I would truly get so really shy
every time you kept staring at me in the eye.
If I tried to say your name,
I would stammer it out, which was so lame.
I could never say would I want to.
Because I'm in a daze when I'm with you. ...
186 reads
6 Comments
Am I Dead?
center]
Drops of froth,
leaks from my mouth.
What the fuck,
is every one going
on about?
Why is the bee,
hanging around my head?
Why is everything so blurry?
By the Gods,
please don't tell me I'm
dead.
I smell something
utterly disgusting!
What's that horribly foul
smell?
Is it me? It can be.
I just can't be dead!!
I hear chimes,
but can't open my eyes.
I start to panic,
Oh, but pleeease!!
don't tell me I'm blind
I'm not cold,
but my skin and body,
is freezing. ...
Drops of froth,
leaks from my mouth.
What the fuck,
is every one going
on about?
Why is the bee,
hanging around my head?
Why is everything so blurry?
By the Gods,
please don't tell me I'm
dead.
I smell something
utterly disgusting!
What's that horribly foul
smell?
Is it me? It can be.
I just can't be dead!!
I hear chimes,
but can't open my eyes.
I start to panic,
Oh, but pleeease!!
don't tell me I'm blind
I'm not cold,
but my skin and body,
is freezing. ...
122 reads
2 Comments
Deep Secrets of a...
center]Faulty Seven Year Old
Frankly, I was tired of it.
I really
don't
want to admit,
maybe I was at fault.
His scorn
pushed me
to commit,
a sin.
So after having,
his way
making my young lady parts,
turn into
strawberry gashes,
and putting the ashes
of cigarette out,
I reach into my mouth,
the blade I had
hid.
Blocking out every thing,
he did
to me.
I slashed... and slashed... and slash!...
and slashed!...
...
Frankly, I was tired of it.
I really
don't
want to admit,
maybe I was at fault.
His scorn
pushed me
to commit,
a sin.
So after having,
his way
making my young lady parts,
turn into
strawberry gashes,
and putting the ashes
of cigarette out,
I reach into my mouth,
the blade I had
hid.
Blocking out every thing,
he did
to me.
I slashed... and slashed... and slash!...
and slashed!...
...
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8 Comments
___<3___
center]YOU
[img]http://lh4.ggpht.com/-6wnidat_7KY/Te59VYpM_9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/e9eHEQW_0dE/Kiss%252520Day_33575499.png[/img]
Your eyes,
mouth,
teeth,
and lips.
Just grant
me with just
a touch.
A Kiss.
Your voice,
your laugh,
and
beating heart.
To me,
you simply are,
an exquisite
work of art.
Can you really
blame me for
falling
for you?
It's tough,
because I've tried
to keep this
feeling subdued.
Your scent,
your energy,
and being,
is overwhelming....
[img]http://lh4.ggpht.com/-6wnidat_7KY/Te59VYpM_9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/e9eHEQW_0dE/Kiss%252520Day_33575499.png[/img]
Your eyes,
mouth,
teeth,
and lips.
Just grant
me with just
a touch.
A Kiss.
Your voice,
your laugh,
and
beating heart.
To me,
you simply are,
an exquisite
work of art.
Can you really
blame me for
falling
for you?
It's tough,
because I've tried
to keep this
feeling subdued.
Your scent,
your energy,
and being,
is overwhelming....
111 reads
7 Comments
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