Submissions by sabbath (William Albert Cole)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
understanding the nature of human has always been my forte. william albert cole
SELF POEM
Published
12th May 2014 4:43am
12th May 2014 4:43am
with a needle in my I
vivid paintings of burned bridges in the center of my veins,
so often an non-thankful guest in the abode of the scarred,
I demonize nothing after such a fall,
judgement will never spew from these lips even as it may enter my mind,
no hypocrisy in towards,and may there be none in kind in from;
for I am a man coming in from the nights cold and alone.
so often an non-thankful guest in the abode of the scarred,
I demonize nothing after such a fall,
judgement will never spew from these lips even as it may enter my mind,
no hypocrisy in towards,and may there be none in kind in from;
for I am a man coming in from the nights cold and alone.
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Sep 2013 8:52am
10th Sep 2013 8:52am
Letters from hell II
I need you to know that I didn't run away from our/
your friendship because of the inevitable rejection that
your silence brought, I know it wasn't fair for me to put you in that situation.
I think you know that I'm not a rash person, I did not come to
the decision to tell you what my mind told me not to reveal, and my soul begged me to, I promise, I meant everything I said and I've punished myself ever since. No I ran because of the torturous regret and confusion, you are the epitome of everything I
define as beauty, how can I not love someone so perfect, ...
your friendship because of the inevitable rejection that
your silence brought, I know it wasn't fair for me to put you in that situation.
I think you know that I'm not a rash person, I did not come to
the decision to tell you what my mind told me not to reveal, and my soul begged me to, I promise, I meant everything I said and I've punished myself ever since. No I ran because of the torturous regret and confusion, you are the epitome of everything I
define as beauty, how can I not love someone so perfect, ...
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Sep 2012 6:36am
7th Sep 2012 6:36am
Vampire the buffy slayer
Slowly now they're slain,
Into my black embrace,
I take away their pain
but fill them with disgrace,
Most of them shake with fear,
Looking into my face,
My true nature will unfold,
Once we reach that other place.
far bayond, the seas of life divide,
The eyes inside the sky
seduces the night.
I dwell now only in the shadows,
the darkness being my solace,
no heartbeat thunpimg through the night,
death is the side affect of my bite
that can not be cured except by the turning,
better to lay them down ...
Into my black embrace,
I take away their pain
but fill them with disgrace,
Most of them shake with fear,
Looking into my face,
My true nature will unfold,
Once we reach that other place.
far bayond, the seas of life divide,
The eyes inside the sky
seduces the night.
I dwell now only in the shadows,
the darkness being my solace,
no heartbeat thunpimg through the night,
death is the side affect of my bite
that can not be cured except by the turning,
better to lay them down ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Sep 2012 4:56am
7th Sep 2012 4:56am
Here lies no lies
If you truly seek to know,
look into my eyes,
the windows to the soul;
feel the anguish, the mistrust, the self loathing
the sickness in lust.
All and more shall you find in me.
here lies no lies
I am but an echo of my former self,
dead yet breathing
cold yet seething from rind to bone.
I venture the wastelands that
this complacent world has become,
but it is not my home.
If you truly seek to know,
look into my eyes
the windows to the soul.
See the wrath, the betrayl,the self down grading,
the sickening sins of...
look into my eyes,
the windows to the soul;
feel the anguish, the mistrust, the self loathing
the sickness in lust.
All and more shall you find in me.
here lies no lies
I am but an echo of my former self,
dead yet breathing
cold yet seething from rind to bone.
I venture the wastelands that
this complacent world has become,
but it is not my home.
If you truly seek to know,
look into my eyes
the windows to the soul.
See the wrath, the betrayl,the self down grading,
the sickening sins of...
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Sep 2012 2:07pm
6th Sep 2012 2:07pm
letters from hell
My bleeding blood soaked heart is the price I paid,
cupid ran it through with his arrow,
thats when the infection set in, such a fucked up lulaby;
truth can not exist in the essnce of a lie,
I'm left damned and yearning,
slighted and burning-emmense.
I've a fever in my chest and I sweat
like the pouring rain; sick and disgusted, it would seem
that love is my bane, who else would be to blame,
such a seedy chance that I took,
I've torn my lips on a treble hook.
I only want to be loved and love in return;
what happened to those late night...
cupid ran it through with his arrow,
thats when the infection set in, such a fucked up lulaby;
truth can not exist in the essnce of a lie,
I'm left damned and yearning,
slighted and burning-emmense.
I've a fever in my chest and I sweat
like the pouring rain; sick and disgusted, it would seem
that love is my bane, who else would be to blame,
such a seedy chance that I took,
I've torn my lips on a treble hook.
I only want to be loved and love in return;
what happened to those late night...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Sep 2012 7:50am
6th Sep 2012 7:50am
tommorow is yesterday
Perpetual does the sun rise up behind us,
years slide by without warning.
As I take a look around
I see fossils of ancient tears shed,
of so many differant emotions,
like so many unkept promises.
tommorow turns into yesterday,and on and on .......
O repititious drone,
from apex' high vantage to nadir' bottom unfound,
Life expands, and withdrawls like the breathing
of all animals, tied together we are all
in this dance of survival and the resistance of time.
In my mind and in my heart, when looking back
I feel an element of nostalgia....
years slide by without warning.
As I take a look around
I see fossils of ancient tears shed,
of so many differant emotions,
like so many unkept promises.
tommorow turns into yesterday,and on and on .......
O repititious drone,
from apex' high vantage to nadir' bottom unfound,
Life expands, and withdrawls like the breathing
of all animals, tied together we are all
in this dance of survival and the resistance of time.
In my mind and in my heart, when looking back
I feel an element of nostalgia....
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Sep 2012 11:10pm
5th Sep 2012 11:10pm
with or without you,I can not live
I don't know why I let you do these things to me,
why I sacrifice my power for pain,
I'll still love you even when you do it again,
Yea I can see it in the signs,
you'll bust my heart a thousand times,
look carefully into my eyes,
Don't you know that I could never love another,
Yea I'm hurt and upset,
But you'll kiss me and I'll forget,
Love is a vicious lie waiting to be said,
Trust is a fuck you note waiting to be read.
synthetic smiles in the sunshine.
I love you but I hate you, I wanna kiss you, and kill you,
I'm so twisted and...
why I sacrifice my power for pain,
I'll still love you even when you do it again,
Yea I can see it in the signs,
you'll bust my heart a thousand times,
look carefully into my eyes,
Don't you know that I could never love another,
Yea I'm hurt and upset,
But you'll kiss me and I'll forget,
Love is a vicious lie waiting to be said,
Trust is a fuck you note waiting to be read.
synthetic smiles in the sunshine.
I love you but I hate you, I wanna kiss you, and kill you,
I'm so twisted and...
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DARK POEM
Published
5th Sep 2012 10:24pm
5th Sep 2012 10:24pm
no crule God/equinox
At the edge of forever, a bottomless chasm
yawns;lost are those who,ve fallen into this rift in time, the canyon of torn reality,
forever stamped out and absent.
not even death dare dwell in this place of silent solitude, deviod of anything tangible, and nothing ever escapes back into that blessed light of day.
Pondering this paradox bogles my mind and numbs my senses
for this exist yet is an impossibility.
Never had I known that there were holes in the world like what lies before me, such utter emptiness; not death but anti-life
free of the ties that bind....
yawns;lost are those who,ve fallen into this rift in time, the canyon of torn reality,
forever stamped out and absent.
not even death dare dwell in this place of silent solitude, deviod of anything tangible, and nothing ever escapes back into that blessed light of day.
Pondering this paradox bogles my mind and numbs my senses
for this exist yet is an impossibility.
Never had I known that there were holes in the world like what lies before me, such utter emptiness; not death but anti-life
free of the ties that bind....
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ANGER POEM
Published
4th Sep 2012 8:30pm
4th Sep 2012 8:30pm
Frozen habitat
Seeing through ancient eyes,
The night holds my essence,
Freezing alone in my plain of heavens winter,
Count me absent from the presence of the sun,
I fear the light so always back to my den I run,
I scream as I mutilate the walls with my fist,
bastardized and ashamed;
Empty picture frame.
Sabbath
The night holds my essence,
Freezing alone in my plain of heavens winter,
Count me absent from the presence of the sun,
I fear the light so always back to my den I run,
I scream as I mutilate the walls with my fist,
bastardized and ashamed;
Empty picture frame.
Sabbath
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Sep 2012 10:16am
4th Sep 2012 10:16am
Mental Cell
And I say to myself, I am the fulcrum of my sadness
But I can't seem to crawl out of this funk, it seems
These days envelopes my spirit in a web of despair
I somehow feel infected by saturating
Stagnant pools that surrounds me with every aspect of my short comings.
I hold my head in my hands alone in the dark recess of my mental
cell,I can not find my way through this maze,
I'm lost in my confusion, feeling quite abandoned
By the sorce of my obsession.
I am but a slave in servitude to the desires of my heart,
Nothing matters save for what I yearn.
...
But I can't seem to crawl out of this funk, it seems
These days envelopes my spirit in a web of despair
I somehow feel infected by saturating
Stagnant pools that surrounds me with every aspect of my short comings.
I hold my head in my hands alone in the dark recess of my mental
cell,I can not find my way through this maze,
I'm lost in my confusion, feeling quite abandoned
By the sorce of my obsession.
I am but a slave in servitude to the desires of my heart,
Nothing matters save for what I yearn.
...
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Sep 2012 6:06am
4th Sep 2012 6:06am
The contempt lingers
Move with godspeed away from me,
I'll only run you through the ringer
Deafening sounds of warning bells
Low, does the contempt linger,
Ever more does the contempt linger:
Sometimes I feel I'm going 'round and around
With a God who's unwilling,
Fore to put me down would be a mercy killing,
No more oxycontin dreams
But all visions remain of glutton veins
Bursting at the seams.
Low, but the images still stain
In my unused privalege to complain,
In the bulk head main, the blood silently
Rinses down the drain.
In what seems...
I'll only run you through the ringer
Deafening sounds of warning bells
Low, does the contempt linger,
Ever more does the contempt linger:
Sometimes I feel I'm going 'round and around
With a God who's unwilling,
Fore to put me down would be a mercy killing,
No more oxycontin dreams
But all visions remain of glutton veins
Bursting at the seams.
Low, but the images still stain
In my unused privalege to complain,
In the bulk head main, the blood silently
Rinses down the drain.
In what seems...
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