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misfit-doll
misfit-doll
French I am but a misfit toy / lost to oblivion
In the shadows I consume them In that dark corner of my mind, where my demons hide in waiting That's where my hunger lives The need for human flesh A humane experience Here in the twilight of morning I kiss, I feel, I consume them hole And when the afternoon sun hits my terrace It's time for them to return to their everyday lives of mediocrity But after a night with a beast, it's always comforting And I lay in my bed alone With dreams of his arms around me And his protective glance to remind me I am safe I am loved I am wanted for the monster that I am
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 1:43 PM UTC
A Hunger
Such obesity to be expressed with such pure intention How something so beautiful can sound like glass breaking to my fragile ears And yet the dream of him being real is so tempting How wonderful it could be to know something so pure I love you. He said.
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Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 7:48 PM UTC
Bad words
why is it your never there when im standing on the edge. waiting for you to save me? instead i find myself clinging to the edge, hoping ill have the strength to pull myself up yet silently praying i dont.
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Nov 2, 2013
Nov 2, 2013 at 4:24 AM UTC
A prayer.
He was a slow burning candle that took years to blow out His love came from time and shared experiences My love for him was built on friendship So even when the flame of our romance dwindled the wax that was our friendship remained. But You. You are a forest fire, Struck by lightning. It all started in a metter of moments You held me and I knew The flame was ignited Roaring through me burning away my griefs and disappointments Leaving behind the ashes to a new beginning Our beginning You came swiftly and without warning And like that raging forest fire You burn bright & beautiful to me Much like the phenix you bear, You are my rebirth
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Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 11:03 PM UTC
Fire
Silly little girl She grew up with fairy tales One day your prince will come they said That never quite stuck Why can't a princess come instead Why cant she be the one to save her Silly little girl Still she believed that fairy tales Just might be true Silly little girl Believing sweet nothings Whispered in her ear That little girl has grown now Yet she still believes in Fairy Tales Silly little girl
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Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 1:43 PM UTC
silly little girl
I refuse to believe that demons Know only hate Thus why they wreak havoc on humanity I choose to believe that they Once loved Loved with all their being And their love was lost to them So they wreak havoc on us all In hopes that By making us suffer Their pain may in turn Be deminished If only for a moment The day they loved & lost Was the day they lost their humanity And a demon was born.
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Feb 12, 2013
Feb 12, 2013 at 2:40 PM UTC
Not a Poem. (birth of a demon)
The darkness is here It is all around me As it has always been My constant companion They lurk inside My demons I sit in my dark corner I try to keep away But they wait for me The ticking crocadile to my Captain Hook They have a taste for me For my cold blood As it has always been My constant ally Against myself Its almost a comfort Having them there Even if they do haunt me so They are here to ravage my soul you see The cruel reality is I am not a real girl Just a ***** little ragdoll Fraying at the seems
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Feb 6, 2013
Feb 6, 2013 at 8:59 PM UTC
Ragdoll
It was chemistry Like cloning I could feel our souls recognizing each other This wasn't the first time We've met before I was your slave in ancient Egypt Your sister as we burned, accused as witches I stole you from your bethroved As we sailed away on my pirate ship Over the centuries we have found each other As sisters Friends More than often lovers Today they'd say we were "Meant to be" While poets call us Soulmates
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Jan 31, 2013
Jan 31, 2013 at 10:26 PM UTC
My Goddess
I hear you taunting me The bottle of pills in the drawer The bag of grass in my purse The line of coke on the table The pint glass at the pub The naked flesh in my bed I hear you calling The open window Daring me to jump
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Jan 31, 2013
Jan 31, 2013 at 1:55 AM UTC
Surrender
Hollow Empty Void Silence How many synonyms can I find for my darkness Does it beat? Not a sound Does it feel? It is numb there is nothing left to feel Loneliness. Nothing. A slave to my emotionless pit Yes, a pit Not a heart, no There is nothing there He's taken it Taken it against my will I searched, searched every corner Alas, Nothing "Love does not live here anymore." That's all she said.
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Jan 31, 2013
Jan 31, 2013 at 1:51 AM UTC
Dark Croner