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madtat29

Dont you lie...

I feel like Pinnochio,
Only a toy,
Hoping, just wishing,
I was a real boy,
All of me made of pieces, parts,
A walking talking work of art,
Screws, dowels, wooden pins,
Everything that's holding me in,
Pulling strings,
I dance and jig,
While the Puppet Master,
Laughs and grins...
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
Feeling jerked around lately...
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shadow1950

Dark Angel (couplet)

Her radiance hidden from sight
the Dark Angel stalks the night
secret dark paths she follows
her quiver full of poison arrows

Searching for the evil hearts
to tear apart sweethearts
carry off the essence of soul
leaving the other without console

Flaming arrows of dark vengeance
seek souls without giving temperance
to a fiery dark hell she leads them
there she chooses eternally to condemn

Thus beware of the Dark Angel
watch out with care for her Virgil
least you be next on the list
much better for you to be missed
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Posted: Jun 2013
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morgen90210

Oh My God!

Did the wolf howled?
Pass the midnight hour,
A stranger at my door,
Shadow seen on the floor.

blood turning stone cold,
footsteps from the hall,
heartbeat pounding in sync,
Fear gripping my soul.

Terror of my dreams,
hearing laughter so mean,
summon of pure evil,
don't look at the devil!

Flee from the demon,
where is my Angel?
I don't want to leave,
and go down to Hell!

She is coming for me,
No one can see,
Seven lovers her bride,
Spirit wings on fire!
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
spooky
my bones shiver
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Unknown

untitled

.....and then.....
the blade plunged deeply,
and darkness descended
upon his solitary life.
Once a glowing amber,
now only a chard dead waste,
dead waste,
just dead waste!

Ghosts and goblens twisting
effortlessly in the chilled air,
carrying torment to the junky
with demon powder.
Yesterday's blue skies melted,
and congealed to sorrowful greys.

Once a professional day dreamer
who fell in love
with the sweet scent of fur trees,
and rotting leafs.
His teary eyes stained in pain,
strangers pretend with false smiles,
and walk in quick pace.
The falling dust blankets
his remains and sour musk.
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
lost love, past love, forgotten love. Things to quench the fire of despair, the ugly and dark part of human emotions.
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fjamesj9701

Black

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When my darkness felt light it was never again satisfied
Until it swallowed the sun leaving my hope endless nights
My eyes affixed upon the brilliant silver light of the moon
But the same nothing wanted a taste until it too was consumed
As I wished upon stars burning like candles in the sky
Blood from my hand touches canvas of white
With my heart I made sand castles for tides to wash away dreams
Behind the echoes of never was the quietness of never will wants to be
Focussing on whispered silhouettes adjusting to night
The pilots soul searches deeper through the curiosity inside
Shadows rise and fall while some enchantingly danced around
Illuminating a golden annulus then dressing the demon in his gowns
Softly my fingers trace a path across sandblasted skin
Releasing a sigh igniting the dead flesh from my sins
Haloed angels stare upon the creation of a pieced together life
Fankenstein takes away innocence killing his virgin bride
Devouring constellations, burning heaven, and freezing hell
The empty voids of darkness must have won, because black is all I felt
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Posted: Jun 2013
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morgen90210

The Hooded Chair (French)

Chaise à capuche mort

Une fois conçu par un Français,
Il a été empreint d'une malédiction,
Sur un minuit équinoxe,
Agent de la Mort sur son chemin avant de s'immobiliser,
sur la chaise à capuchon 13, il était assis,
et a laissé une partie de sa magie quand il a quitté,
brusque lorsque le propriétaire a volé un coup d'œil,
Il prit la figure d'un cambrioleur,
Et il est allé rapidement à la présidence de l'inspection,
Ne trouvant rien à être endommagé, il test,
en restant assis sur cette chaise à capuchon maudit,
Un silence de mort se remplissait en l'air,
Son humeur a changé de façon spectaculaire,
Un sentiment de catastrophe pressentiment sur son visage!
Il savait que son temps sur la terre a augmenté,
Juste avant qu'il ne quitte le fauteuil à capuche seul,
Il posa ses outils sur son coussin de siège,
C'était une marque de l'un a démissionné,
Jamais à nouveau exercer son métier.
A noter qu'il a laissé à son épouse écrite,
LET NOONE s'asseoir sur cette chaise DAMM!
car j'ai vu repos de mort et placé sa main!
Aucun mortel ne vivra une quinzaine de jours,
si son corps lui assigne pour se détendre.
Il est décédé la semaine suivante,
Une caisse de serpents est tombé à côté de lui,
La cause de sa mort était poison morsure de serpent.
Sa veuve a tout quitté,
Bientôt un autre conte tragique aurait commencé.

être poursuivi. . .
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
did it with imtranslator
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benni2

mrs kelly

mrs kelly broke her belly sliding down a bowl of jelly
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Posted: Jun 2013
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mcradloff

Scared

I'm scared of you
I'm scared of them
I'm scared of God
I'm scared of dogs
I'm scared of being alone
I'm scared of not having enough money
I'm scared my car will break down on the highway
I'm scared of work
I'm scared of my parents
I'm scared of going outside
I'm scared of the news
I'm scared of drunk drivers
I'm scared of bullies
I'm scared of people with tattoos
I'm scared of people with beards
I'm scared of my landlord
I'm scared of Bigfoot
I'm scared of humiliation
I'm scared of my class of 1987
I'm so scared I feel like my heart will burst
I'm having stomach aches and I feel crazy from the fear
I hope tomarrow I won't be scared
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
There are a lot of things I am afraid of, and people usually come into the list. I don't really have a fear of animals, as long as I am safely away from them, people are harder to avoid.
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socrates44online today!

Soulessness

Glassy-eyed people
moving as in a dream
looking without seeing
seeing without looking.
Lustreless eyes
tense faces
no inner joy.
Huge concrete boxes
close in everyone
stifling their souls.
Dried-up people
shut others out
shutting themselves in.
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
Chambers 21st Century Dictionary
soulless(adj) - having no emotional sensitivity
noun - soulessness
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Unknown

Unwishful Thinking

You're dead to me.
and it brings a smile to my
Evil side
Can't watch you breathe
No Breath will ever enter your chest
Again
Even though to me it means every thing to see
Your corpse start to
Rot away
Before my eyes
I can't look away
From this beautiful site

So sad to say.
So sad to think these evil things of you
Every bit of this is all for you
So sad to say
So sad to think these evil things of you
Every bit of this is all for you.

I wish the worst
Possible way to make your heart just burst
Inside your chest
Inside the empty place that's now
A cavity
Bring it all to me
Bring back the life from your buried smile
Even though to me it means every thing
Just to watch you die

So sad to say
So sad to think these evil things of you
Every bit of this is all for you
So sad to say
So sad to think these evil things of you
Every bit of this is all for tot

You're dead to me
You're dead to me
You're dead to me
You're dead to me

So sad to say
So sad to think these evil things of you
Every bit of this is all for you
So sad to say
So sad to think these evil things of you
Every bit of this is all for you
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Posted: Jul 2013
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