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Do demons ever sleep?
    If so, do they ever dream?
Or do they just live in us,
   Only as real as we allow them to be?

In my dreams
of demons,
Sorcery of Horror
Takes hold while I'm sleeping
I wake up screaming
In the oblivionic darkness
Cold sweat and shallow breathing
I don't know what it means
but I think Nightmares could be
A gateway for your mind to see
into the Dreams
of Demons...
Late night, mostly asleep ramblings
One
It was one summer
With many goals
One summer that allowed me to figure it all out
In one moment I realized what I want to do for sure
But in one moment I also realized I missed you
Yet in the next
I realized that I am one person that doesn't need you
And that I am one person that can change the world
All it took was one summer
*One
 Oct 2014 Maximilian Ilagan
Ash
Remember the day
We met at first glance?
You asked me to stay
So I took the chance

Now here I stand tall
Dear love, hear me cry
I gave you my all
So why would you lie?
Someone* my body does need
Simply to touch, hold and to kiss
So here's what I'm thinking
Love me now, before my mind is mist

Someone my poetry does need
Simply to spell, write and to rhyme
So here's what I'm thinking
Love me now, before my pen runs dry

Someone my heart does need
Simply to love, respect and to cherish
So here's what I'm thinking
Love me now, before my soul does perish
It was many and many a year ago,
  In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
  By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
  Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
  In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
  I and my ANNABEL LEE;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
  Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
  In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
  My beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
So that her highborn kinsmen came
  And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
  In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
  Went envying her and me—
Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
  In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
  Chilling and killing my ANNABEL LEE.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
  Of those who were older than we—
  Of many far wiser than we—
And neither the angels in heaven above,
  Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
  In her sepulchre there by the sea—
  In her tomb by the side of the sea.
 Oct 2014 Maximilian Ilagan
Ash
It's all in the mind
This crazy feeling
But I'll never find
The right words falling

Although intertwined—
These thoughts, they're running
And I'm left behind
Desperately crawling
she walks
into the bathroom
and is met with stares
as gossip ceases
and the amount of
***** looks increases
it shouldn't bother her
but it does

too ugly
*****
too fat
idiot
too misshapen
freak
too broken

they can see her
and she isn't up to par
so she goes home
and gives herself
yet another scar
*******.
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