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Dark At The End of The Street
Are they fireflies or cigarettes
darting into the night
in the safety of shadow
your body presses against mine
Touch my chest and you'll feel
there is a space beside my heart
it's there that I detach myself
behind a firewall of truth
none on the other side persists
The things that we do in the dark...
I have lived so many years of my life
flirting
with the dark at the end of the s...
Saturday 22nd December 2018 12:35 pm
Glimpse
Hiding in the dark
Sun beams through a rough parchment
Glimpse of a rainbow
Friday 9th November 2018 4:27 pm
Lunar
Last night the moon
orange sickle bright
seemed too large, low
hung over hedges
briefly eclipsed
by passing trees
dimmed by
closer light yet
always the lit
rondure
discovered
its umbral orb
to me -
I was driving
in the moondark
night
Thursday 13th September 2018 5:26 pm
Ich Du
“Ich du, Ich du!”
Those words meant nothing to you.
Nought but bindings
Tethering me to you.
Your loving face turned hard,
Your gaze hurting me like barbs.
“Ich du, Ich du!”
The words that bind me to you.
Your ghastly glare
Evoking within me so much fear.
“I truly do love you dear,”
Barely but a long-lost whisper in my ears.
Your gentle touch tur...
Monday 18th June 2018 3:41 pm
Real Life Nightmare
Every moment to fear,
Forever holding back internal tears.
Life- so complicated,
forever indecisive.
The world too big, too scary,
my mind so full of queries.
Never certain, never happy,
each decision could be deadly.
An escapes impossible,
every outcomes implausible.
Sinking under water,
Always being taken for a martyr.
The pain runs so deep,
Barely able to ...
Sunday 17th June 2018 11:34 pm
The Devil
His touch is revolting,
hot. agressive. forced.
His breath rancid,
moist. surrounding. tainted.
His saliva was acidic,
impure. contaminated. corrosive.
I push away,
but I am overruled.
My skin is burning off at his every touch.
I shake
as my flesh melts off my skeleton.
Looking down at myself,
I see a shell of who I once was.
I peer into his dark,
empty e...
Monday 4th June 2018 11:03 pm
My Sunset Haiku as a Sunset Englyn
My Sunset Haiku [1] as a Sunset Englyn [2]
A green flash from the setting sun - and night
Now sea and sky are one
Dusk from the gold orb is spun
Thus this mystic day is done
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1.
Where sea and sky meet
a green flash from the set sun
Lighting distant shores
2.
The Welsh englyn unodl union is a straight one-rhymed englyn consi...
Tuesday 22nd May 2018 10:20 am
In The End
How can I cope with this devil on my shoulder, The heat is on but its making me colder, When I was younger it hoped I’d grow older, Started off small now it’s heavier than a boulder,
You say I’m fine well I’m sick in the head, You say I‘ll cope well I’m sick of this mess, I don’t know how long I can stick with this stress, If it was my way then I would’ve writ this in red,
I’m go...
Wednesday 16th May 2018 10:00 pm
My daily feeling
Hi Im parker a hopeless romantic
Ive been single forever but i dont panic
I have so many goals i need to manage
So i smoke weed and go on drug binges to stay average
Because i noticed im being to passive
Why am i so alone
Is it because im always home
I try new smiles
Create new styles just for the
Lovely ladys that catch my heart
But when she see i want to be more then friends
She stops...
Friday 13th April 2018 10:23 pm
Dark's Embrace
Symphonies of sorrow
Sapphires in the oceans abyss
Why do I find it so,
Sorrow as a lovely tune
Deep keys accompanied by chimes
Echoing fog dancing about
The ballet of sin and crime
And innocent eyes looking on
The dark’s embrace
A monster of a mother
We weep as we accept
How our joy was slaughtered
Friday 30th March 2018 4:46 pm
A LIGHT in the dark
I would love to write about the : ) and lols
I would love to write about heaven instead of hell
I would love to write about those who rise instead of fell
I would love to write the life of a man who doesn’t dwell
On the negative instead of the positive reactions
On the hopelessness instead of the hope that comes through passion
On the hate instead of the love that’s everlasting
...Friday 23rd March 2018 1:01 am
The Tug of Depression
The tug of depression
It was always there
It's my greates lesson
That life wasn't mean to be fair
It's the shackles on my legs
The clouds over my head
It's the dead of the night
Never far from sight
It's the weight holding me down
Turning the smile into a frown
It's the whiskey I didn't need
Making me think I'm free
It's my monotone life
Making me scared of the highs
It's the prison ...
Sunday 30th July 2017 2:30 pm
What Happened
I ran the hot water over them
Trying to scrub them away
They weren’t dirt or mud
They were too wide and deep
A part of me
I’d have bleached them off if I could
I’d been so busy
Eight hours working with a hangover
I ached and winced like it was nothing
Smiled and waited on strangers
It could have been him
The bath is when I realised my reality
...Friday 31st March 2017 7:11 pm
Dream State of Mind
Dream State Of Mind
Maybe this is a dream
All I know is I don't wanna go back to reality
A cotton-candy blue and pink sunrise, a beautiful color scheme
Everything's sweeter here, I'm oblivious to my problems and I'm carefree
Laying under a bridge, graffiti tags, remnants of troubled soul's past, lit by a sunbeam
In front of me, I see water blue as the baltic sea
Breathing the air warms my...
Monday 5th December 2016 7:36 pm
Purgatory
We're trapped, they said.
I saw it, have you -
The eyes that seemed wild with insanity?
You only get a free one way ticket -
To the place that feeds on the life of you.
It's a crossroad, they said.
One path may lead you to Heaven,
While the other to Hell -
However, did the naivety of your souls
Ever give in to ignorance?
Stealing away
A curiosi...
Wednesday 19th October 2016 12:28 pm
The Box
I am sat inside a box,
My fateful cage.
I push, I scream, I curse, I kick,
And yet...it stands still.
Silent.
Mocking me with it's security.
It's steel surface scratches me with every movement,
resurging thoughts of bitter isolation;
It's cold chill reeling through my scrunched up bones,
Mocking me with it's unfeeling presence.
I long to feel warmth.
A vo...
Thursday 1st September 2016 9:09 pm
A Single Knife in the Kitchen Sink
A single knife in the kitchen sink.
Its warm blade, used and discarded.
Fresh liquid dissipates gently into the water,
transferring its fragile bond away from the solitary metal.
The gentle waves wash over its sharp edges,
Whilst its owner viciously scrubs at their hands in the pale water.
Once full of dominance and purpose,
It lies there, useless and despised, ...
Friday 19th February 2016 3:06 pm
Grisly Girl
Someone's sowed pins and needles into her lips.
Thursday 11th February 2016 2:32 am
The Psychopath
The demons swim where no one sees,
But no one hear their ill-lighted screams,
Instructions so inlawful and oblique,
Heard by no one except from me.
I see the word guilt but what does it mean?
Seems like a fictional desire that I won't feel,
No conscience to stop me from doing wrong,
A knife in my hand as they sing their twisted song.
Is it too late to say sorry now that the...
Tuesday 9th February 2016 9:35 pm
The Psychopath
The demons swim where no one sees,
But no one hear their ill-lighted screams,
Instructions so inlawful and oblique,
Heard by no one except from me.
I see the word guilt but what does it mean?
Seems like a fictional desire that I won't feel,
No conscience to stop me from doing wrong,
A knife in my hand as they sing their twisted song.
Is it too late to say sorry now that the...
Tuesday 9th February 2016 9:35 pm
The Psychopath
The demons swim where no one sees,
But no one hear their ill-lighted screams,
Instructions so inlawful and oblique,
Heard by no one except from me.
I see the word guilt but what does it mean?
Seems like a fictional desire that I won't feel,
No conscience to stop me from doing wrong,
A knife in my hand as they sing their twisted song.
Is it too late to say sorry now that the...
Tuesday 9th February 2016 9:35 pm
The Psychopath
The demons swim where no one sees,
But no one hear their ill-lighted screams,
Instructions so inlawful and oblique,
Heard by no one except from me.
I see the word guilt but what does it mean?
Seems like a fictional desire that I won't feel,
No conscience to stop me from doing wrong,
A knife in my hand as they sing their twisted song.
Is it too late to say sorry now that the...
Tuesday 9th February 2016 9:35 pm
The Psychopath
The demons swim where no one sees,
But no one hear their ill-lighted screams,
Instructions so inlawful and oblique,
Heard by no one except from me.
I see the word guilt but what does it mean?
Seems like a fictional desire that I won't feel,
No conscience to stop me from doing wrong,
A knife in my hand as they sing their twisted song.
Is it too late to say sorry now that the...
Tuesday 9th February 2016 9:34 pm
In her dreams
Why has the bitter taste of life
Brought nothing but despair?
Has she quit and renounced her will to live?
The octaves will split and she'll claim absence to her name.
Have you found what you've been looking for?
The citrine was a gift to light your way, but the pentagram on your chest guides you straight to the graves..
Can you smell the rotting flesh?!
Can you feel my anguish?
In between...
Thursday 21st January 2016 5:23 am
Chapter 3: Ghost
Everything seems like an eerily blurry
Ghostly fog leading me to the unknown
Raving thunderstorms covering the twilight sky
This has to be a bad dream.
Decided to visit my grave tonight
Read all of the notes you left for me
And to answer your final question
I just had to leave, I just had to leave
I’m not your happy ending
I’m not your knight in shining armor
...Monday 28th December 2015 6:24 am
P
Tick tock, tick tock, thump, thump, thump
They marched in and took your heart, once filled with redness and vibrancy,
They took your bright soul and purpose on this rosy spectacle sphere of land and sea
And shred and bled until nothing remained.
But darkness, blackness and emptiness
A lifeless glance returns the favour in the mirror
Ash piles, a distinguished fire
Prison, some call it ...
Tuesday 13th October 2015 7:23 pm
REFLECTIONS OF A LIFE
Gaze into the mirror
at the face behind the mask
and wonder if it's really you,
or don’t you dare to ask?
Who can know what lies beyond
the mirrors fragile face,
reflections of another life;
another time or place?
Touch the chill upon the glass
and see a tiny ripple,
was it real or in your mind,
did it really feel so supple?
Gaze into empty eyes
...Friday 18th September 2015 2:00 am
THE UNINVITED GUEST
Oh deep, dark depression,
my uninvited guest,
the persistence of oppression
is precluding my life’s zest.
The dark before sunrise
of a dawn that just won't break,
suppressed by a thirst for my soul
that only sorrow can now slake.
The wisps that you are weaving
are clouding my damp eyes,
a cold and cloying shroud
that’s covering all that I desire.
...
Thursday 20th August 2015 11:58 pm
fed
He returns from the shop
The thin man
Carrying a bag
Full of food
The thin plastic handle of the bag
Cuts his fingers
Leaving red marks
That fade
His wife sits
In the bed she has spent most of her life in
Bloated
Obscene
Spilling out of her purposely undersized clothes
Covered in sores and weeping flesh
Weeping eyes
He passes her a carton of cream
‘D...
Monday 29th June 2015 4:58 pm
Fear
There in the corner of the black beneath my bed
Wednesday 29th April 2015 2:49 pm
Cold at the Pump
Cold at the pump, I rub my hands together,
But, for a moment, there’s nothing there,
And I search for the pockets of my coat,
My breath faces its very death and fades,
And somewhere in the air, I leave it there,
And notice my time is ticking away,
The cold gets in close and I feel the chill,
When I realize I’m getting mugged by it,
And shiver and shudder at the thought of it,
When all...
Sunday 15th February 2015 9:49 am
FOREST DARK - IMAGINATION
A sharp inhalation of breath. Mine.
There! Did you hear the snap of a twig?
Wishing you are not on you own? No, I’m fine.
Pressing on. Carefully. A small touch of fear
That thrilling nervousness. Presaging excitement.
Is it possible someone is near?
I can’t see anything. Only hear.
Where are the others? I don’t want to know.
With their inane chatter banishing the magic
Of moments ...
Wednesday 21st January 2015 3:46 pm
Show me to my Sweet, Sick, Dark Cave
Show me to my sick sweet dark cave. The cave where dreams stab at the clumsy waking mind. Where the wounded and forgetful sleep crow is welcome and not mauled, by the growling brown beast of perceived consciousness. In the day I walk- Strut- confident in the ground beneath my feet. Falsely sure of the surrounding wood, predictable and ancient. When I hunger- For nourishment, ple...
Friday 12th December 2014 9:49 am
I knew from the very first moment -
what I knew, I didn't really know in the moment
but a part of me just knew
and I knew he knew too.
Every part of my broken heart and aching body
seemed to scream it;
the words breaking through my skin -
dying to be heard.
But I was so afraid and he was so damaged
No one could know.
No one ever knew.
Not even him;
and now it...
Sunday 9th November 2014 7:28 pm
A diffrent View
A scratch on the back that send chills down your back
A smile that lit the darkside of the moon
No cares in the world
She whirled, twirled her hands till noon
Falling into the sand
Keeping the angel
Alive
BAck now aches with pain and regret
Moon is shaded with darkness and now seeking vengeance
More worried filled the world
Now standing still
...
Thursday 25th September 2014 10:26 pm
The Kill
The knife protrudes from his chest.
His heart pierced by cold steel.
The man falls to his knees.
Takes a final breath,
and falls over.
Blood covers my sweaty hands.
Adrenaline courses through my veins.
I do not feel guilt,
nor shame.
Instead I am awash in relief.
The deed is done and I feel anew.
Monday 8th September 2014 12:32 am
Out There
It is dark out there,
Where did the light go?
I can't see a thing,
But can feel the snow.
And the temperature is dropping,
Twenty below.
And my sister stopped moving,
And mother is slow.
Father has gone,
To where, I don't know.
And it is dark out there,
And still the wind blows.
Wednesday 30th July 2014 4:31 am
Night Out.
I keep telling myself not to take it so serious
All this time wasted and I’m left delirious
As old as bones and as cold as stones
Now I’m not sure I should be left alone
Free to think of me with wealth
Drunk, stoned and stupid
And in perfect health
Step out the door
Leave the brain on the shelf
Tonight I don’t see it being much help
A thought there then here
‘What was that?’
Don’t worr...
Saturday 12th April 2014 3:25 am
Only a Whisper
So quiet, faintly whispering
My real feelings about life
My insides are withering
Ever growing is my strife
I broke my eyes a while back
So now you’ll never get to see
My soul windows have been cracked
The pain is building inside of me
So here, I will sit
Forever a caged heart
In this deep dark pit
Until I tear this life apart
Slowly being consumed by hate
From my head to my toe...
Sunday 23rd March 2014 3:11 pm
Tungsten
https://haydenwritesthings.wordpress.com/2013/04/01/tungsten-poem/
I hope everyone is doing well! I haven't been around much - just moved into a new place and got a new job, I should be around more often soon!
Tungsten
Swaying like a bus
in mid-town traffic
I topple the streets,
fade the pavements
under feet that feel
like cliffs collapsing
into puddles, a thousand
fos...
Tuesday 2nd April 2013 12:00 am
Decay
It can be said that fate waits for no one
It is almost a certainty in fact
But darkness with its spring heels waits alone
In a recess seldom visited, we go there in shade
Curtained we go there and raise suspicion
We go when there is blood to sacrifice
We come back when there is left only bone
Like the needless prayers of a mother
We disappear in...
Wednesday 20th February 2013 1:15 am
Hole
amidst this company of billowed ghosts
the echo bed of swollen heads belies
a gory hail of rain chined inspiration
for my chiselled host and
hides cathedral vaulted cuts
of the deepest time
where darkness sparks
in resonant rhyme
and breath affords a gaudy boast
yet dies upon the budding lime
belly crawled while underneath
the aven’s insolent draught
...Sunday 30th December 2012 2:05 pm
these morphed illusions
What are we to do
about spectres in the mirror?
Pray tell, before they rise -
filling-in memories
of film noir and poetry,
dark or brooding -
blaring piano forte
Whip out the shammy & Windex;
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Please make your response or comment on my profile pa...
Wednesday 31st October 2012 11:06 am
GREY BLACK NIGHT
THE GREY BLACK NIGHT
The grey leaden sky covers the land casting a shadow over this sombre place.
Shadows leap from every tree and boulder until they seem to dance
everywhere you look.
Trees stand in stark silhouette against the sky, the wind makes them sway
and creek like skeletal limbs askew.
This is the gothic night of the beautiful colour of grey.
Gre...
Tuesday 13th September 2011 1:08 pm
DARK TOWER poem
THE DARK TOWER
On the barren northern moors
lies a dark lonely tower.
No one ever goes there,
not a bird sings or a rabbit jumps.
This is the place of loneliness
and of despair and foreboding.
The sky is a leaden grey and
the wind howls around the tower.
Long lost souls cry for release.
Some may be your friends of long ago
or some lo...
Saturday 10th September 2011 1:44 pm
Snow at Solstice
We are snug blanketed under a layer, thick and soft
the wreck of the garden beautified by it
the rooves insulated
gate iron curlicued
thickened in outline
a stuttering blurred underlining
snow font.
Walking and feeling the tense squeak
unfamiliar gait to ache our thighs
we are un-gendered,
muffled, pillowed
crack of face, eyes skenning
comfort o...
Tuesday 21st December 2010 8:28 am
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