Submissions by azrael666
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
my poems deal with the disturbed and dark side of our psyche, dichotomy of life and death, existential crisis and the phobias that lurk inside our oblivion.hope, you will enjoy my lines...
DARK POEM
Published
15th Nov 2013 11:02am
15th Nov 2013 11:02am
My heart is a Whore
My heart is a Whore
Azrael Pavel
My heart is a whore,
When frictions of love
Is a fascinating fiction,
On my hungry lonely days,
Decays and grows like the moon above
Sustaining its contradiction.
My heart is a whore—
Can’t cease fancying
On sunburnt nakedness of mind
Fanging on the chronicles of skin.
Ah guilty infected feelings!
Always rise from the cinerarium
Of goodness that I left behind.
My heart is a whore
Who waits on grime
Feeding on profanity,
Busy with the divine...
Azrael Pavel
My heart is a whore,
When frictions of love
Is a fascinating fiction,
On my hungry lonely days,
Decays and grows like the moon above
Sustaining its contradiction.
My heart is a whore—
Can’t cease fancying
On sunburnt nakedness of mind
Fanging on the chronicles of skin.
Ah guilty infected feelings!
Always rise from the cinerarium
Of goodness that I left behind.
My heart is a whore
Who waits on grime
Feeding on profanity,
Busy with the divine...
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DARK POEM
Published
8th Jul 2013 6:22am
8th Jul 2013 6:22am
DECEPTION
Deception
©Azrael Pavel
Ensnared in your illusions
I’m burnt to ashes with fake words,
You are blind in your own satisfaction
Leaving on my soul your infections.
I hear your smile
Comes enshrouding
My consciousness
From day to night,
Arid and infertile
Promises are crowding
Beneath my scarred flesh
Crawling your hellish delight.
The teeth of your childish desire
You sharpened on my trust
Enslaved my blood to quench your thirst,
Pricked my sight with your pleasure
And smeared me with your rust.
You...
©Azrael Pavel
Ensnared in your illusions
I’m burnt to ashes with fake words,
You are blind in your own satisfaction
Leaving on my soul your infections.
I hear your smile
Comes enshrouding
My consciousness
From day to night,
Arid and infertile
Promises are crowding
Beneath my scarred flesh
Crawling your hellish delight.
The teeth of your childish desire
You sharpened on my trust
Enslaved my blood to quench your thirst,
Pricked my sight with your pleasure
And smeared me with your rust.
You...
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Apr 2013 3:51am
6th Apr 2013 3:51am
A Dream-like Wish
You are a pretty flower
That blooms in the cradle of the serene night.
Your smile shines through darkness
Like a pearl in the silver moonlight.
The eclipsed sun slowly
Defrosts in the dark cascade of your hair
Smelling your sweet skin-scent
Becomes enebrated the soft air.
I wish I could walk
With you and talk
Hand in hand
On the moon beamed sand
Where the waves kiss the thirsty shore,
There only you and me
Will feel each other for evermore...
This is a dream that i know
With unfolding eyes you will go
So far...
That blooms in the cradle of the serene night.
Your smile shines through darkness
Like a pearl in the silver moonlight.
The eclipsed sun slowly
Defrosts in the dark cascade of your hair
Smelling your sweet skin-scent
Becomes enebrated the soft air.
I wish I could walk
With you and talk
Hand in hand
On the moon beamed sand
Where the waves kiss the thirsty shore,
There only you and me
Will feel each other for evermore...
This is a dream that i know
With unfolding eyes you will go
So far...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
26th Feb 2013 4:33am
26th Feb 2013 4:33am
Little Child, be my guide
Teach me, O little child, how to love
All reasons and conditions above
Everyone who likes, or hates,
Or in our lives trouble creates?
What dogma do you follow
Makes my own extremely hollow
And it too makes me groundless
As whene'er I look into your face?
As old I grow only pains I borrow
And bury myself in tombs of sorrow;
Abiosis nibbles my inner bliss---
My own breath seems to be a snake's hiss
To me when I remain alone;
I to myself become unknown.
Oh! Teach me child, how to smile
In this world that is so vile?
Anger gathers...
All reasons and conditions above
Everyone who likes, or hates,
Or in our lives trouble creates?
What dogma do you follow
Makes my own extremely hollow
And it too makes me groundless
As whene'er I look into your face?
As old I grow only pains I borrow
And bury myself in tombs of sorrow;
Abiosis nibbles my inner bliss---
My own breath seems to be a snake's hiss
To me when I remain alone;
I to myself become unknown.
Oh! Teach me child, how to smile
In this world that is so vile?
Anger gathers...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Dec 2012 3:50pm
4th Dec 2012 3:50pm
the Game of Love
I gave you roses
But you played
"Love me, or, love me not!"
You smiled and grieved
With each last petal
And then threw them away
Out of your window
Down the heap of garbage...
I came to see you,
Smilingly you opened the door,
Holding my hand you drew me inside,
A wounded smile I wore
The roses embodied my feelings for you,
You weighed the intensity
Of my fidelity;
Thorns of the invisible truth
Reflected through the scattered,
Dry and bloody petals
Laid on the ground
Strongly appeared in my mind
When you...
But you played
"Love me, or, love me not!"
You smiled and grieved
With each last petal
And then threw them away
Out of your window
Down the heap of garbage...
I came to see you,
Smilingly you opened the door,
Holding my hand you drew me inside,
A wounded smile I wore
The roses embodied my feelings for you,
You weighed the intensity
Of my fidelity;
Thorns of the invisible truth
Reflected through the scattered,
Dry and bloody petals
Laid on the ground
Strongly appeared in my mind
When you...
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Nov 2012 6:51pm
20th Nov 2012 6:51pm
Shade of Melancholia
spectacle sombre
to remember
or, incredible
to believe
as not visible,
yet it lives
running like
a hungry worm
crawls and strikes,
shapes a form
that hypnotizes
to stay
within the grave
dreams of pain.
enslavement
of hopes
severely chops
the fragrant
hunger of freedom
was born
in the fragile
glass of eyes.
luring arts
of death
smile,
sterile
becomes
Eros,
a dry river
in dreamy eyes
slowly benumbs
tear drops
what forever
as it chose;
thought-claws
harrow...
to remember
or, incredible
to believe
as not visible,
yet it lives
running like
a hungry worm
crawls and strikes,
shapes a form
that hypnotizes
to stay
within the grave
dreams of pain.
enslavement
of hopes
severely chops
the fragrant
hunger of freedom
was born
in the fragile
glass of eyes.
luring arts
of death
smile,
sterile
becomes
Eros,
a dry river
in dreamy eyes
slowly benumbs
tear drops
what forever
as it chose;
thought-claws
harrow...
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Nov 2012 5:05pm
20th Nov 2012 5:05pm
Terror of Pain
Words are decayed
Like shedding tears.
Spaces are dead
As no one hears
The horrible scream
Of a dying dream.
Spirits have fears
To have been lost
In forgetfulness.
Time only costs
The pace of breath
For a safe place
Engulfing in death,
The memories crawl
Like the hungry worms
Brawl and sprawl
On rotten carcasses.
Disgust storms
The misery to erase.
Only remain
Doleful praise
Of unwanted pain.
____Azrael Pavel
Like shedding tears.
Spaces are dead
As no one hears
The horrible scream
Of a dying dream.
Spirits have fears
To have been lost
In forgetfulness.
Time only costs
The pace of breath
For a safe place
Engulfing in death,
The memories crawl
Like the hungry worms
Brawl and sprawl
On rotten carcasses.
Disgust storms
The misery to erase.
Only remain
Doleful praise
Of unwanted pain.
____Azrael Pavel
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Nov 2012 4:31am
14th Nov 2012 4:31am
Phobia
No one was there!
Nothing was clear
Yet Something creepy
Seemed to be closer!
Closer! Closer!
Very closer! As if...
I could feel the absence
Of something unclear!
Frozen in own breathe
Everything became
Inanimated in death---
A silent arrival of mayhem
Stung with an absurd sense
Of hammering questions
Like some ghosts
In a foggy woodland
Restless at night's best!
Turned again and
Again to see what was near!
Near! Near!
Very near! But...
No one was there
Except a thin layer
Of an unnamed fear!
...
Nothing was clear
Yet Something creepy
Seemed to be closer!
Closer! Closer!
Very closer! As if...
I could feel the absence
Of something unclear!
Frozen in own breathe
Everything became
Inanimated in death---
A silent arrival of mayhem
Stung with an absurd sense
Of hammering questions
Like some ghosts
In a foggy woodland
Restless at night's best!
Turned again and
Again to see what was near!
Near! Near!
Very near! But...
No one was there
Except a thin layer
Of an unnamed fear!
...
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Nov 2012 3:54pm
6th Nov 2012 3:54pm
DICHOTOMY
Beneath the blazing lamp
I mated with Evil
Behind the skinny veil
Of the eyes that damp
The thoughts of repentance.
Our copulation stirred
The air, in excitement
Kept panting the shadow
While my veins became serpents;
I wished for no second chance
When our sweat poured fire
Into the hunger of desire
Until I remained to feel
The warm hands of Evil!
Cobwebs of old cliché caught
The struggle for truth in mind-----
Are we all really born blind,
Or, is Nirvana a mere thought?
Or, is God a prolonged whip of...
I mated with Evil
Behind the skinny veil
Of the eyes that damp
The thoughts of repentance.
Our copulation stirred
The air, in excitement
Kept panting the shadow
While my veins became serpents;
I wished for no second chance
When our sweat poured fire
Into the hunger of desire
Until I remained to feel
The warm hands of Evil!
Cobwebs of old cliché caught
The struggle for truth in mind-----
Are we all really born blind,
Or, is Nirvana a mere thought?
Or, is God a prolonged whip of...
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Nov 2012 5:16pm
4th Nov 2012 5:16pm
DECEPTION OF REALITY
DECEPTION OF REALITY
Laughters at failure
Tighten barbed wires
Around neck for sure
And drains desires
Out of those eyes
That dream only peace.
Innocence dies
Experience to please.
Shadow forever remains
A silent witness
Of sufferings and pains
Without changing its face.
Peace, the grave digger,
With Freedom is busy
To call from unseen far
As for them it's too easy.
Addiction of seduction
Intoxicates to forget
Every breath's deduction
What Fate's busy to create:
Birth of futility...
Laughters at failure
Tighten barbed wires
Around neck for sure
And drains desires
Out of those eyes
That dream only peace.
Innocence dies
Experience to please.
Shadow forever remains
A silent witness
Of sufferings and pains
Without changing its face.
Peace, the grave digger,
With Freedom is busy
To call from unseen far
As for them it's too easy.
Addiction of seduction
Intoxicates to forget
Every breath's deduction
What Fate's busy to create:
Birth of futility...
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