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The fallIm falling.The fall1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not up,
Not down,
Just falling.
I cant stop,
Nothing to grab onto,
Nothing to see.
Im just falling,
Deeper and deeper ,
Into this endless void,
Of insanity.
My Requiemlike reaching into dark watersMy Requiem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is the risk in loving you
I am blind as to what i might pull out
This is my Requiem
It is my masterpeice
my symphony & my
going-out-with-a-bang
Let it be mine,
Sing for me, as they bury me
in the flag that i fell for
And let it coarse through the veins
of my enemies, so red-handed
in their ways
My name will be carried in your hearts
As a light to be shined in the dark
And as something to fill the cracks
in your bones, when you fall
I do not fear whats comes my way
I will walk to the Afterlife with my head high
Come Hell or High Heaven
I did not die before my time
because there is always a ti
Snippy - Poem of DoomSnippy - Poem of Doom1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these day
Perfection 2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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An Artificial SoulAn Artificial Soul1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was merely four days, thirteen hours, three minutes and fifty five seconds old when my creator made me feel fear. It was a feeling most unpleasant. I may be a strong machine, made of steel with titanium alloy, coated with titanium nitride, but the way my inner workings reacted as she fell... I shouted out like… like I… cared? No, how could I?
Lying on the floor, still in obvious pain from the fall, my creator looked at me quite surprised.
- How are you, Tinker? Everything ok?
Tinker? Oh, right. My newly adjusted knees! I looked down at the clogs that made a clinking sound as they moved into place. Tink... Tink... Tink... Tink
Sta.sh
