Submissions by SirCreepy (Colten Sorrells)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Me??? I'm just nobody, don't mind me
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
4th Apr 2014 12:24pm
4th Apr 2014 12:24pm
The Legend of Greentits- Part II
This man hailed from the distant province of Skyrim in which Greentits and a few fellow adventures once ventured to, clearing a system of caves of the beasts that inhabited it. The intense cold of the region was particularly hard on Greentits, as she had never left the warm climate of Valenwood, with it's dense dark forests and fertile plainSyrim, howevers that lie along it's eastern border.Skyrim, with it's prehistoric plains, frozen marshes, and high mountain ranges were quite different from what she had been accustomed to. In the company of an Elven Archer known as Oeladla, a Berserker...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
26th Mar 2014 12:58pm
26th Mar 2014 12:58pm
The Legend of Greentits- Part I
From an early age, Greentits showed great potential as a huntress, killing her first buck at the age of 10. Much to the surprise of the locals, she single-handedly drug it home and dressed it on her front porch right in-front of everyone. Her father, wanting to raise her in a more civilized manner was disappointed at first, but soon came to take great pride in her innate ability. He even took the hide to the local tailor and had some clothing made for her. And had the Fletcher craft her a fine bow.
Greentits seemed to excel in everything she did, from schoolwork to tracking. She...
Greentits seemed to excel in everything she did, from schoolwork to tracking. She...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
23rd Mar 2014 10:14am
23rd Mar 2014 10:14am
The Legend of Greentits- Intro
She was born in an enchanted forest, the unusual offspring of Elf and Spriggan, the guardians of the forest that reside in the trees. Elves have a strong relationship with nature, often building their grand cities in caves, giant mushrooms, and even trees for protection from the bloodthirsty creatures that seem to love the taste of Elven blood. And her father, it seemed, had an especially strong connection to.nature, I mean, he REALLY loved nature, if you know what I mean.
And after a long night of drinking, he would take his sexual frustrations out on various plants and animals...
And after a long night of drinking, he would take his sexual frustrations out on various plants and animals...
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4 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
9th Mar 2014 11:18pm
9th Mar 2014 11:18pm
The Wanderer's Saga Part I: prologue
Disgusted by the monotony of his life on his father's farm, the young man often fantasized about leaving the confines of Riverwood, the quiet village in which he had spent his entire childhood, and making a name for himself, or atleast getting some excitement out of life. Work on the farm was dull, and the townspeople even duller. Nobody ever visited Riverwood, save for the occasional trader looking for a room at the inn. But in the city of Whiterun a few miles away, there was always money to do be made, he reckoned. He could find work, and hopefully put his hunting skills to use. So that...
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Mar 2014 12:10pm
7th Mar 2014 12:10pm
Höllenhund
Arisen from the bowels of hell
By greed of mortal men
This demon seeks to punish them
For all their worldly sins
Before it feeds, it starts to howl
Their false god cannot save them now
He's laughing as they pray and plead
They clutch their crosses as they bleed
This hound of hell has been unleashed
To feast upon the blood of priests
Hoarding up the people's gold
While giving false hope to the old
The foolish priests, they cannot hide
Behind their foolish lies
The wicked men behind the cloth
Will soon face their demise...
By greed of mortal men
This demon seeks to punish them
For all their worldly sins
Before it feeds, it starts to howl
Their false god cannot save them now
He's laughing as they pray and plead
They clutch their crosses as they bleed
This hound of hell has been unleashed
To feast upon the blood of priests
Hoarding up the people's gold
While giving false hope to the old
The foolish priests, they cannot hide
Behind their foolish lies
The wicked men behind the cloth
Will soon face their demise...
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4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
13th Feb 2014 3:17am
13th Feb 2014 3:17am
The Game
Once there was a bright-eyed boy
Who knew nothing of hate
Blind to the evil of this world
And to the hands of fate
Just when he had reached his peak
His world came crashing down
No longer could he wear a smile
Was forced to wear a frown
All of mankind, he now despised
For humans told him only lies
To this cold world, he did succumb
Took everything and left him numb
And everything he cared about
Was swiftly torn away
He vowed to never love again
It only leads to pain
What he once loved, he now...
Who knew nothing of hate
Blind to the evil of this world
And to the hands of fate
Just when he had reached his peak
His world came crashing down
No longer could he wear a smile
Was forced to wear a frown
All of mankind, he now despised
For humans told him only lies
To this cold world, he did succumb
Took everything and left him numb
And everything he cared about
Was swiftly torn away
He vowed to never love again
It only leads to pain
What he once loved, he now...
93 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Feb 2014 2:40am
11th Feb 2014 2:40am
Used
I'm getting
too old
for this shit
The lies,
tye drama,
the excuses
They cause me
nothing
but problems
I can't believe
a single word
they say
I never
seem to learn
I keep falling
for the same
damn trick
Fated
to repeat
this vicious cycle
too old
for this shit
The lies,
tye drama,
the excuses
They cause me
nothing
but problems
I can't believe
a single word
they say
I never
seem to learn
I keep falling
for the same
damn trick
Fated
to repeat
this vicious cycle
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10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Feb 2014 10:19pm
9th Feb 2014 10:19pm
Wierdo
Everywhere I go
They take one look
And see I'm different
Call me a wierdo
Like it's a bad thing
Damn right, I'm strange
I don't deny it
I own that shit
I would much rather
Be hated for what I am
Then to be loved
For what I'm not
Damn right im rude
I say fuck a lot
I laugh at inappropriate times
I'm an outcast
But don't cast me out
I'm a heathen
But not a savage
I'm crazy as fuck
But I have good intentions
Very offensive
To some people
But most of all
Im true to myself
Honestly
Can you say...
They take one look
And see I'm different
Call me a wierdo
Like it's a bad thing
Damn right, I'm strange
I don't deny it
I own that shit
I would much rather
Be hated for what I am
Then to be loved
For what I'm not
Damn right im rude
I say fuck a lot
I laugh at inappropriate times
I'm an outcast
But don't cast me out
I'm a heathen
But not a savage
I'm crazy as fuck
But I have good intentions
Very offensive
To some people
But most of all
Im true to myself
Honestly
Can you say...
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ANGER POEM
Published
9th Feb 2014 3:12am
9th Feb 2014 3:12am
This is considered "Normal"
Another pointless argument
The shouting match ensues
Erupts into a fit of rage
And leaves another bruise
The thought of it just makes me sick
Hiw could a woman deal with this?
To me it's still a mystery
It's happened all through history
What could you see in such a man?
A spineless piece of shit?
Committing such a shameless act
And acting proud of it
I can't seem to make sense of it
Have you no sense of shame?
It seems as though your self-respect
Has withered up and died
Society just makes me pissed
How's...
The shouting match ensues
Erupts into a fit of rage
And leaves another bruise
The thought of it just makes me sick
Hiw could a woman deal with this?
To me it's still a mystery
It's happened all through history
What could you see in such a man?
A spineless piece of shit?
Committing such a shameless act
And acting proud of it
I can't seem to make sense of it
Have you no sense of shame?
It seems as though your self-respect
Has withered up and died
Society just makes me pissed
How's...
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3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Feb 2014 2:49am
9th Feb 2014 2:49am
Fake
Wait just a fuckin minute, bitch
I don't see where I owe you shit
You.knew what this was all about
Before I even took you out
What makes you think I have the cash
To buy stuff for your stupid ass?
Told you straight up I'm broke as fuck
it.looks like you're shit out of luck
I don't look for the type of girl
Who measures love in stones and pearls
A greedy bitch is all you are
Now get the fuck out of my car
I'm looking for the type of bitch
Who'll be there when I don't have shit
A girl I.can leave by herself
Without her...
I don't see where I owe you shit
You.knew what this was all about
Before I even took you out
What makes you think I have the cash
To buy stuff for your stupid ass?
Told you straight up I'm broke as fuck
it.looks like you're shit out of luck
I don't look for the type of girl
Who measures love in stones and pearls
A greedy bitch is all you are
Now get the fuck out of my car
I'm looking for the type of bitch
Who'll be there when I don't have shit
A girl I.can leave by herself
Without her...
66 reads
2 Comments
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