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 Oct 2017 Monika
Zkulblakazz
Darkness
Loneliness
Numbness
My world is filled with gray

The sun rises
A brilliant flash of light
Fades away to vibrant colors
Maybe...this is ok?

The sun sets
Darkness returns again
Loneliness returns again
The numbness returns, again

And yet, I won't give up
The sun will rise another day
 Oct 2017 Monika
Zkulblakazz
Why do we exist?
That is for you to decide
But still, I don't know
 Oct 2017 Monika
Faan
freshly squeezed from the fruit, your nectar so tasty.
one cup I have drank, and then another, and another.
perfect amount of sweetness, and not the sugar thats man-made,
yet, unlike raw apple, your flavour is so fine.
should I put you back in the fridge now, my beloved?
or keep you with me, in case I thirst later,
walking to the freezer is troublesome work, I do not want
to leave the chair I cherish so much.
ah, ***** it, I'll finish you off, who cares if it's one big bottle?
you make me dry lips moist, my heart beats, and my dopamine release.
if I can go back a million years, only bringin one modern tech with me,
it would be you, my dear apple juice, as you are mankinds best invention.
I love you, marry me, I'll always be loyal to you.
who needs a girlfriend, or ntr? as long as you are with me.
just a joke poem I wrote
 Oct 2017 Monika
Faan
crackling wood, black smoke rises, the red snakes flickers its' tongues.
The heat is like soft silk, caressing my frozen soul.
sitting by the fireplace, the hearth silently whispers:
stay with me, I'm not like the others, stay, and sit, and watch me.

A calming sight, a soothing sound, everything was nice,
but my greedy heart was not satisfied, I wanted the fire higher!
more wood I threw in the fire place, my eager heart desires
to fasten the process of unfreezing my flesh, to hush my impatient soul.

put materials into the fire no more, my father sternly warned
for then you will  cause unwanted harm,
no benefits would come.

but the red snake screamed at me:
NO! MORE! FEED ME!
HE WARNS YOU BECAUSE HE FEARS THAT YOU
WILL BECOME THE BETTER BURNER.

desiring warmth, I burnt more wood
and more!
and MORE!
AND MORE!
but instead of release, what I received
was a house of burning fire.

the fiery python engulfed my home,
with its mocking diamond eyes.
was it because I trusted the devil's advice,
or the greed thats of my own?
tried to mimic the story in the garden of eden.

— The End —