Submissions by Sweet-Demons6
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
9th Feb 2014 6:39pm
9th Feb 2014 6:39pm
My Sweet Demon
Withering in wait
I swallow
My overflowing fear
Bringing a new sense of death to the darkness surrounding me
Were have you gone Sweet Demon
Get lost Sweet Demon
For your lies are true
No need to tell
I would never spill my blood to you
Tip your glass
To which I don't want to find
What have you done Sweet Demon
A shadow falling over the moon
I hope you enjoy the soul inside me
My Dear Sweet Demon
I swallow
My overflowing fear
Bringing a new sense of death to the darkness surrounding me
Were have you gone Sweet Demon
Get lost Sweet Demon
For your lies are true
No need to tell
I would never spill my blood to you
Tip your glass
To which I don't want to find
What have you done Sweet Demon
A shadow falling over the moon
I hope you enjoy the soul inside me
My Dear Sweet Demon
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Feb 2014 6:10pm
9th Feb 2014 6:10pm
The Roads I Travel
The sky is dark
The road long
And as I walk I learn
I feel the cool air
Blowing through my hair
New things
I'd never thought I would try
Not holding back
Not lost anymore
Hold my hand
Open the door
Never Made it as a wise man
Never fallen as an oblivious man
The road long
And as I walk I learn
I feel the cool air
Blowing through my hair
New things
I'd never thought I would try
Not holding back
Not lost anymore
Hold my hand
Open the door
Never Made it as a wise man
Never fallen as an oblivious man
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Jan 2014 4:06am
7th Jan 2014 4:06am
Angel Of Darkness
Ever wonder what fear smells like?
Ever tasted blood on your tongue?
The metallic sweetness of thick red blood?
Wings blacker than night.
Guided by the moons brilliance.
My hearts closed.
My eyes open.
Gone in a blink.
And just when you think your safe...
Silence everlasting.
Watch your back.
Don't sleep, Your dreams are nightmares.
Cant wait any longer, for my claws to pierce.
The Angel Of Darkness is here.
Ever tasted blood on your tongue?
The metallic sweetness of thick red blood?
Wings blacker than night.
Guided by the moons brilliance.
My hearts closed.
My eyes open.
Gone in a blink.
And just when you think your safe...
Silence everlasting.
Watch your back.
Don't sleep, Your dreams are nightmares.
Cant wait any longer, for my claws to pierce.
The Angel Of Darkness is here.
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Jan 2014 2:50am
7th Jan 2014 2:50am
Red Rain
The moons Reflection shattered with drops of red rain,
It wont drain,
Body's lying on the floor again,
A fires going out,
An ancient battle ground,
Flames leaping to the sky, Just to die,
Its Raining, Raining Red Rain
It wont drain,
Body's lying on the floor again,
A fires going out,
An ancient battle ground,
Flames leaping to the sky, Just to die,
Its Raining, Raining Red Rain
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2014 6:21am
3rd Jan 2014 6:21am
Around and round we go
We go around all in our own pattern, catching daylight not waiting for the night,
inconsiderate, Caught up with problems not worthwhile,
It may seem to much, And so I lose my self, In the shadows of hardships and inconveniences,
And yet around and round the world goes,
Flicking the fly's away and so I don't try to stay,
And as I fade, My mind astray, I have but one Regret
inconsiderate, Caught up with problems not worthwhile,
It may seem to much, And so I lose my self, In the shadows of hardships and inconveniences,
And yet around and round the world goes,
Flicking the fly's away and so I don't try to stay,
And as I fade, My mind astray, I have but one Regret
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
20th Dec 2013 7:09am
20th Dec 2013 7:09am
Silence
"What do you think you were doing!" Meg's father raged from the drivers seat in the front of their cramped car.
"Yes!". Her mother agreed in the passengers seat. You could've been hurt." It was nice that they cared, but I was nearly 14 and I think I could take care of myself. This morning before school meg had packed an extra pair of clothes in her back pack, which she changed into, in the girls locker room before ditching. She didn't what anyone getting suspicious, after all a girl in a school uniform on a Wednesday kind of gives it away.
Meg...
"Yes!". Her mother agreed in the passengers seat. You could've been hurt." It was nice that they cared, but I was nearly 14 and I think I could take care of myself. This morning before school meg had packed an extra pair of clothes in her back pack, which she changed into, in the girls locker room before ditching. She didn't what anyone getting suspicious, after all a girl in a school uniform on a Wednesday kind of gives it away.
Meg...
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Dec 2013 3:30am
20th Dec 2013 3:30am
The Demons Inside
Blood I see,
Blood I need,
Flesh Ripping under me,
My thirst is there,
Your Death is near,
My mind suffering unimaginable feats,
For hatred is something only some can ignore,
Your pain is futile,
Your blood I pour,
More shall come,
To these depths,
Curiosity pulling them on a thread,
Death and Decay is their fate,
there's never been one that's gotten away.
Blood I need,
Flesh Ripping under me,
My thirst is there,
Your Death is near,
My mind suffering unimaginable feats,
For hatred is something only some can ignore,
Your pain is futile,
Your blood I pour,
More shall come,
To these depths,
Curiosity pulling them on a thread,
Death and Decay is their fate,
there's never been one that's gotten away.
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