Submissions by ishaanasur
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
30th Nov 2012 7:24pm
30th Nov 2012 7:24pm
Slenderman
i wait for him, standing still
my body one with the trees
my face faceless
i'm taking it all in
i stretch my limbs
to get in reach
and out of it
for i see all that you don't and shouldn't
the pain, anguish the melancholy
i embrace you with all my love
the fear the pain then subsides
solace achieved,
acceptance.
all of you i know or knew
will die or are dead
you take me closer
closer to infinity
and i bring death a painless death...
my body one with the trees
my face faceless
i'm taking it all in
i stretch my limbs
to get in reach
and out of it
for i see all that you don't and shouldn't
the pain, anguish the melancholy
i embrace you with all my love
the fear the pain then subsides
solace achieved,
acceptance.
all of you i know or knew
will die or are dead
you take me closer
closer to infinity
and i bring death a painless death...
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Nov 2012 7:23pm
30th Nov 2012 7:23pm
Reflections
The nicest of lies
the unwanted ties
the crispiest face
the all blurring haze
the cleaning of the wound
and going too far
the footsteps on sand
reflecting the scar
agony and anguish lead me
to the lands unforeseen
i drive the hearse across the scorches
for the forgotten friend
with his identity unknown
i could not move any far
i asked him who he was
he said i am who you are !
the unwanted ties
the crispiest face
the all blurring haze
the cleaning of the wound
and going too far
the footsteps on sand
reflecting the scar
agony and anguish lead me
to the lands unforeseen
i drive the hearse across the scorches
for the forgotten friend
with his identity unknown
i could not move any far
i asked him who he was
he said i am who you are !
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Oct 2011 4:28pm
18th Oct 2011 4:28pm
dead by the dawn
feels like i have been here
all paths i know
the paint on the walls
and the walls without them
feels like i've been here
see how the dust blows
this place i meet dead friends
this place they come to life
i'm glad,
they have not changed
they still joke
they're still alive
this place i go
unusually calm
un-described combinations
all be damned
confused i am
to see only the faces i know
long time since i've been there last
wish i went there more
all paths i know
the paint on the walls
and the walls without them
feels like i've been here
see how the dust blows
this place i meet dead friends
this place they come to life
i'm glad,
they have not changed
they still joke
they're still alive
this place i go
unusually calm
un-described combinations
all be damned
confused i am
to see only the faces i know
long time since i've been there last
wish i went there more
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Jul 2011 6:25pm
7th Jul 2011 6:25pm
Sanity of the Night
Under the sun
when it burns
living the dream of the light
Realities change
Blackout boxcar trains
just when you think you are right
first hour strike
adrenalin spike
mind working out of it's bounds
thoughts flow all streamed
full to the brims
conquering all that's unheard of
Sane at the night
when it burns
living the dream of the light
Realities change
Blackout boxcar trains
just when you think you are right
first hour strike
adrenalin spike
mind working out of it's bounds
thoughts flow all streamed
full to the brims
conquering all that's unheard of
Sane at the night
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2011 6:49pm
2nd Jul 2011 6:49pm
'1'
all things you wanted,
the things you always sought.
brace yourself for a war,
get ready to get slaught.
the war is done with,
i declare you won.
the medals of war,
now forth are yours.
a frozen waterfall,
a ship without a mast.
a thoughtless mind,
a silver spoon bent in half.
the things you always sought.
brace yourself for a war,
get ready to get slaught.
the war is done with,
i declare you won.
the medals of war,
now forth are yours.
a frozen waterfall,
a ship without a mast.
a thoughtless mind,
a silver spoon bent in half.
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DARK POEM
Published
21st May 2011 12:44pm
21st May 2011 12:44pm
Ceramic
Born in the flames,
brought up in the rain.
You ceramic structure,
you can not be a friend.
Wait for the dusk
the horror to subside
this, fellow shadow,
will be your last ride.
As the distant flames shine upon you,
i'll see your shadows getting spent,
you're hard but brittle,you ceramic structure.
No you can not be a friend
brought up in the rain.
You ceramic structure,
you can not be a friend.
Wait for the dusk
the horror to subside
this, fellow shadow,
will be your last ride.
As the distant flames shine upon you,
i'll see your shadows getting spent,
you're hard but brittle,you ceramic structure.
No you can not be a friend
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DARK POEM
Published
20th May 2011 8:08pm
20th May 2011 8:08pm
Bloodstained Wings
Blooddrunk, Whiterobed, Travelling in the skies.
Killing all in sight,
Showering it's might,
Over you it flies,
Washing you of your sins,
Don't even care to fight,
You can never win.
Non-compromising, Unsatisfied,
Whiterobed angel with a tear in an eye.
Ruling from the sky,
Lets the tear never dry.
Expect no mercy do not plead,
Your fate is death You should bleed.
Angel in the flight.
Taking the time,
Crossing the line,
Waiting for your sign. Overburdened,
By the flipped mammal,
Angel bites the...
Killing all in sight,
Showering it's might,
Over you it flies,
Washing you of your sins,
Don't even care to fight,
You can never win.
Non-compromising, Unsatisfied,
Whiterobed angel with a tear in an eye.
Ruling from the sky,
Lets the tear never dry.
Expect no mercy do not plead,
Your fate is death You should bleed.
Angel in the flight.
Taking the time,
Crossing the line,
Waiting for your sign. Overburdened,
By the flipped mammal,
Angel bites the...
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