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The Origin of Candykid
As a child I recall such horrible visions...
Staring at four corners of the room in my prison...
Spirits would appear in such abhorrent conditions...
And torment me, I felt no choice, yet made my decision...
Lacking toys that normal children play with as kids...
A broken mirror, most pieces clear, I formed a crude sphere...
What was I to do?......I longed for light in the dark...
A spark of thought, I do recall, I'd lost all my fears...
I summoned several Demons through a process of prayers...
They dared me to surrender on invisible chairs...
Then handed me a laser and said...'child don't fear'...
'Just point the light, into the shards, no need to be scared'...
As light reflected into the first piece of sharp glass...
It's speed continued to proceed....it went very fast...
It traveled from one broken piece, then into the next...
Complex it was, the Demons knelt.....'Twas Satan at last...
'Confused' is not a word that I would use to describe...
The feelings that the Devil made me feel deep inside...
He offered me some candy in exchange for my soul...
His goal was done, Lucifer won, a fallen Angel's Son.....
Staring at four corners of the room in my prison...
Spirits would appear in such abhorrent conditions...
And torment me, I felt no choice, yet made my decision...
Lacking toys that normal children play with as kids...
A broken mirror, most pieces clear, I formed a crude sphere...
What was I to do?......I longed for light in the dark...
A spark of thought, I do recall, I'd lost all my fears...
I summoned several Demons through a process of prayers...
They dared me to surrender on invisible chairs...
Then handed me a laser and said...'child don't fear'...
'Just point the light, into the shards, no need to be scared'...
As light reflected into the first piece of sharp glass...
It's speed continued to proceed....it went very fast...
It traveled from one broken piece, then into the next...
Complex it was, the Demons knelt.....'Twas Satan at last...
'Confused' is not a word that I would use to describe...
The feelings that the Devil made me feel deep inside...
He offered me some candy in exchange for my soul...
His goal was done, Lucifer won, a fallen Angel's Son.....
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Posted: Jan 2020
About this poem:
Dark story-tell style.
Firefly is Gone. 11/17/17
Hi... I am a friend...
Here to inform you that Firefly is gone.
She died Tuesday night of a massive Hearteache. She had no final words... Just let out one big sad sigh. She died with tears left in her eyes... No one knows Why... Do you??
Firefly left no last will or testiment, as she left so suddenly... Therefore, It is my Job to take over her body to tend to her unfinished business.
I know Nothing of her life... Just how she died...
So ask me no questions and expect nothing from me. I am only A shadow of what was once her.... But I am NOT nor can I ever be her.
Don't mind me if I am in the kitchen or caring for her dog. I will be doing her job, only as a shadow of what she once did... I will only be here a short while, not that I know how long, as I'm not sure how I even came to be here... Don't know why either. I just am.... I guess I will eventually just dissapear.... Fade away in the brisk wintery breeze...
Here to inform you that Firefly is gone.
She died Tuesday night of a massive Hearteache. She had no final words... Just let out one big sad sigh. She died with tears left in her eyes... No one knows Why... Do you??
Firefly left no last will or testiment, as she left so suddenly... Therefore, It is my Job to take over her body to tend to her unfinished business.
I know Nothing of her life... Just how she died...
So ask me no questions and expect nothing from me. I am only A shadow of what was once her.... But I am NOT nor can I ever be her.
Don't mind me if I am in the kitchen or caring for her dog. I will be doing her job, only as a shadow of what she once did... I will only be here a short while, not that I know how long, as I'm not sure how I even came to be here... Don't know why either. I just am.... I guess I will eventually just dissapear.... Fade away in the brisk wintery breeze...
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Posted: Oct 2019
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NOTHING LEFT
You think you may see me,
but your eyes only perceive my disguise.
What you see is a mask,
I look out, from behind at the word,
with careworn weary sad eyes.
You’ll only see what I want you to see.
Never the real me inside.
I’ll never show you,
my expressionless face.
Just a mask,
always wearing a smile.
No more feelings
They have all gone
Nothing left on the inside
I stare down into the abyss
It stares back up at me
Both us sharing the nothing inside
That I hide so nobody can see
No more feelings left
They have all gone
Nothing left here on the inside
Outside I’m laughing
Inside you won’t hear a sound
My mind is a prison,
Where no trace of emotion is left
behind to be found
No means of escape
There is no way out
No doors not even a key
Sit in darkness and silence here inside my head
Nobody can set me free
No more feelings
They have all gone
Nothing left on the inside
I stare down into the abyss
It stares back up at me
Both us sharing the Nothing inside
That I hide so nobody can see
No more feelings
They have all gone
Nothing left here on the inside
but your eyes only perceive my disguise.
What you see is a mask,
I look out, from behind at the word,
with careworn weary sad eyes.
You’ll only see what I want you to see.
Never the real me inside.
I’ll never show you,
my expressionless face.
Just a mask,
always wearing a smile.
No more feelings
They have all gone
Nothing left on the inside
I stare down into the abyss
It stares back up at me
Both us sharing the nothing inside
That I hide so nobody can see
No more feelings left
They have all gone
Nothing left here on the inside
Outside I’m laughing
Inside you won’t hear a sound
My mind is a prison,
Where no trace of emotion is left
behind to be found
No means of escape
There is no way out
No doors not even a key
Sit in darkness and silence here inside my head
Nobody can set me free
No more feelings
They have all gone
Nothing left on the inside
I stare down into the abyss
It stares back up at me
Both us sharing the Nothing inside
That I hide so nobody can see
No more feelings
They have all gone
Nothing left here on the inside
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Posted: Nov 2019
About this poem:
Not much to say about this one. It's dark but I like it
Six sides
Slams the door
Heavy the hinges grinds that
Drewls within the stench of odours of others that have been before
Light flickers
Heavy bangs noises loud voices heard
Six sides one is trapped
One sits to one fate to one's dispair
Stench of others over powers
Graffity scorned walls from others there ones alone shivers cold
Now one coming
Alone and scared
One sits and drewls
Time stops
One is lost in limbo
Time now gone
Your alone
Heavy the hinges grinds that
Drewls within the stench of odours of others that have been before
Light flickers
Heavy bangs noises loud voices heard
Six sides one is trapped
One sits to one fate to one's dispair
Stench of others over powers
Graffity scorned walls from others there ones alone shivers cold
Now one coming
Alone and scared
One sits and drewls
Time stops
One is lost in limbo
Time now gone
Your alone
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Posted: Nov 2019
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Is this a life or is this my death
My life dead my wife dead,
How can I find life when everything's dead Inside outside,
Why take my life why do you think I get into strife I am the underword, I'm am immortal, how you say you know me,
I'm not alive you are, I don't know why you believe in life we are all dead, well I have read, so are we alive or we dead? These are the voices the haunt my head, I once was happy, now I want to die, how come no one else was insane, I say this as a gift I'll soon be dead, I have had enough of life it's scrarred my head, I want you to know and learn I'm not doing it to hurt I have learnt death is better then life, I have been there many of times, one day we will see and I'll come back and tell thee, what life use to be, a matrix of lies
How can I find life when everything's dead Inside outside,
Why take my life why do you think I get into strife I am the underword, I'm am immortal, how you say you know me,
I'm not alive you are, I don't know why you believe in life we are all dead, well I have read, so are we alive or we dead? These are the voices the haunt my head, I once was happy, now I want to die, how come no one else was insane, I say this as a gift I'll soon be dead, I have had enough of life it's scrarred my head, I want you to know and learn I'm not doing it to hurt I have learnt death is better then life, I have been there many of times, one day we will see and I'll come back and tell thee, what life use to be, a matrix of lies
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Posted: Sep 2019
About this poem:
Just circumstance
Dawning
Though it is too late we must carry on though we break the night still will come the dawn.
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Posted: Aug 2019
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Halloween special - Hooded chair
Death's Hooded chair
Once crafted by a French,
It was imbued with a curse,
On a equinox midnight,
Agent of Death on its way came to rest,
upon the 13th hooded chair it sat,
and left some of its magic when it left,
abrupt when the owner stole a glance,
He mistook the figure for a burglar,
And went swiftly to the chair to inspect,
Finding nothing to be damaged he test,
by sitting on that cursed hooded chair,
Deadly silent was filling in the air,
His mood changed dramatically,
A sense of foreboding doom across his face!
He knew his time on earth was up,
Just before he left the hooded chair alone,
He placed his tools upon its seat pad,
That was a Mark of one resigned,
Never to ply his craft again.
A note he left to his loving wife written,
LET NOONE SIT ON THIS DAMM CHAIR!
for i have seen death rest and placed his hand!
No mortal will live a fortnight,
should his body lay upon it to relax.
He died the following week,
A crate of snakes fell beside him,
The cause of his death was poison from snake bite.
His widow left everything behind,
Soon another tragic tale would began.
to be continued. . .
Once crafted by a French,
It was imbued with a curse,
On a equinox midnight,
Agent of Death on its way came to rest,
upon the 13th hooded chair it sat,
and left some of its magic when it left,
abrupt when the owner stole a glance,
He mistook the figure for a burglar,
And went swiftly to the chair to inspect,
Finding nothing to be damaged he test,
by sitting on that cursed hooded chair,
Deadly silent was filling in the air,
His mood changed dramatically,
A sense of foreboding doom across his face!
He knew his time on earth was up,
Just before he left the hooded chair alone,
He placed his tools upon its seat pad,
That was a Mark of one resigned,
Never to ply his craft again.
A note he left to his loving wife written,
LET NOONE SIT ON THIS DAMM CHAIR!
for i have seen death rest and placed his hand!
No mortal will live a fortnight,
should his body lay upon it to relax.
He died the following week,
A crate of snakes fell beside him,
The cause of his death was poison from snake bite.
His widow left everything behind,
Soon another tragic tale would began.
to be continued. . .
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Posted: Oct 2013
About this poem:
Now which one would you think would be the infamous chair that even Napoleon sat the night before his defeat?Trivia. . . its a real story and rumours has it that it is sold to a private collector
for 100,000 pounds in the mid 19th century
Had a special poem just for Halloween,but i don't think i could get it up coz still not even half done yet,so this is a good ghost story for this trick and treat night. . .. Happy Halloween to all Poets from Ancient Bullman
YOU LEFT ME ALONE TO DIE TONIGHT!
You made me feel broken,
Thousand pieces hidden inside,
You left me alone to die tonight!
You never kept your promise,
That you would never hurt me like that,
But now the game is over
And you left me alone to die tonight!
How did this even happened?
Where did we make the wrong turn?
Why did you say those awful things?
And left me alone to die tonight!
How could you do this to me?
What made you changed your mind?
I still see your cunning smile,
When you left me alone to die tonight!
Thousand pieces hidden inside,
You left me alone to die tonight!
You never kept your promise,
That you would never hurt me like that,
But now the game is over
And you left me alone to die tonight!
How did this even happened?
Where did we make the wrong turn?
Why did you say those awful things?
And left me alone to die tonight!
How could you do this to me?
What made you changed your mind?
I still see your cunning smile,
When you left me alone to die tonight!
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
feeling this lossthat she is gone
from my lonely heart
that she never understood
F.E.A.R
I'm hungry for the food that I eat,
I'm thirsty for the water that I drink,
I'm angry at the pain that you bring,
Why do you still hang around me?
You are happy at watching me face danger,
You are smiling while being in my dreams,
You are a ghost thats stalking me still,
What do you want from me girl?
This is not what it seems to be,
Some kind of bittersweet justice,
I never met you way before this,
Nor knew you and your name!
Every street and dark empty lane,
You are standing where I can see,
Called 911 but I know what they'll saying,
This guy is either stoned or crazy.
I lost the time of the day,
I lost my mind and sanity,
I lost my girlfriend and family,
Thinking of my safety and where you could be next,
It must be days or months,
Memories of me having a normal life,
Now my world turn upside down,
From a little girl who keeps appearing from afar.
Called my father but he's dead,
Called my lover but a stranger answered instead,
I hear voices over and over again in my head,
While everything around me is moving so slowly.
Alma was her name and we are the same,
Both psychic but she went insane and rogue,
They used her in dark scientific experiments and research,
till she cant take it no more and went on a killing spree.
Now I know the absolute truth of this mystery,
And that my life was a fake all this while,
She gave birth to a son and saved him,
From these same monsters from abusing me, her son!
I'm thirsty for the water that I drink,
I'm angry at the pain that you bring,
Why do you still hang around me?
You are happy at watching me face danger,
You are smiling while being in my dreams,
You are a ghost thats stalking me still,
What do you want from me girl?
This is not what it seems to be,
Some kind of bittersweet justice,
I never met you way before this,
Nor knew you and your name!
Every street and dark empty lane,
You are standing where I can see,
Called 911 but I know what they'll saying,
This guy is either stoned or crazy.
I lost the time of the day,
I lost my mind and sanity,
I lost my girlfriend and family,
Thinking of my safety and where you could be next,
It must be days or months,
Memories of me having a normal life,
Now my world turn upside down,
From a little girl who keeps appearing from afar.
Called my father but he's dead,
Called my lover but a stranger answered instead,
I hear voices over and over again in my head,
While everything around me is moving so slowly.
Alma was her name and we are the same,
Both psychic but she went insane and rogue,
They used her in dark scientific experiments and research,
till she cant take it no more and went on a killing spree.
Now I know the absolute truth of this mystery,
And that my life was a fake all this while,
She gave birth to a son and saved him,
From these same monsters from abusing me, her son!
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Posted: Mar 2015
About this poem:
A game I played and found it so frightening and spellbound
at the end the plot thicken to bring the conclusion that the hero
and the small girl are related ...she was his mother and she was
protecting him from some of the dark projects the scientists did with her DNA.....
MY MASTERPIECE (Last poem)
Damm I suck,
Not good enough,
Not for anyone,
And its frustrating!
Tried my hands on,
Fixing broken stuffs,
They became worst,
Than it actually was.
And then I tried,
Entering poetry contests,
Only to be denied,
Of reaching top spot!
Forget about a life,
Who gives a damm?
f*cking loser I am,
Loneliness my fate.
What am I good at?
Every corner a dead end,
Give me a god damm sign,
That I am not useless!
Am I screwed for life?
Everything I do goes wrong,
Why do you save me so many times?
Why do I breathe still?
Even the army thinks I am a waste,
Spending good money on me to train,
Im off the hook with nothing to lose ,
Feeling my contribution is of no use.
I can't sing or dance,
Nor sell a pair of socks,
Even the priests avoid me,
Too much trouble I think.
I am left in the dark,
Not knowing what to do,
When you're not sure of yourselves,
What's the point in hanging around.
Another one bites the dust,
I've got the worst of luck,
Living on this world so aimlessly,
Oh why am I still here Lord?
Sleepless at night,
I cry deep inside,
It hurts so bad,
And it still does.
Void is not even close,
To describe someone lame,
I am ten times more,
Than the words above.
Am I good with kids?
I will never know,
Coz I am living alone,
Without someone to love.
Now I am very upset,
Have no skills or talent,
Poetry is all that I had,
But now I close the hatch.
By the way if you're reading this,
I am pouring all my heart out here,
Coz I am giving up on myself,
And will end this poem as my very last.
Not good enough,
Not for anyone,
And its frustrating!
Tried my hands on,
Fixing broken stuffs,
They became worst,
Than it actually was.
And then I tried,
Entering poetry contests,
Only to be denied,
Of reaching top spot!
Forget about a life,
Who gives a damm?
f*cking loser I am,
Loneliness my fate.
What am I good at?
Every corner a dead end,
Give me a god damm sign,
That I am not useless!
Am I screwed for life?
Everything I do goes wrong,
Why do you save me so many times?
Why do I breathe still?
Even the army thinks I am a waste,
Spending good money on me to train,
Im off the hook with nothing to lose ,
Feeling my contribution is of no use.
I can't sing or dance,
Nor sell a pair of socks,
Even the priests avoid me,
Too much trouble I think.
I am left in the dark,
Not knowing what to do,
When you're not sure of yourselves,
What's the point in hanging around.
Another one bites the dust,
I've got the worst of luck,
Living on this world so aimlessly,
Oh why am I still here Lord?
Sleepless at night,
I cry deep inside,
It hurts so bad,
And it still does.
Void is not even close,
To describe someone lame,
I am ten times more,
Than the words above.
Am I good with kids?
I will never know,
Coz I am living alone,
Without someone to love.
Now I am very upset,
Have no skills or talent,
Poetry is all that I had,
But now I close the hatch.
By the way if you're reading this,
I am pouring all my heart out here,
Coz I am giving up on myself,
And will end this poem as my very last.
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Posted: Oct 2013
About this poem:
lately very disappointed with some events taking place elsewhere,its affected my morale badly,
Alas this is my Masterpiece!
my very last composed one.
if something goes right in your life
you can take comfort and strength from there,
when nothing seem to go brightly or boost your confidence, it takes a Hell of a beating and the last straw would be jumping off a bridge. . .
not me, not even good enough to do it
when depression hits, i fight it back by listening to music.
its not working this time. . .
the good news is more time to comment.
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