dailyprompt
Poetry
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POEM “A deed”
I found outHow it is to loveA whore…I did not knowWhat stands at the heartOf it all…was the actBig or small?And afterwards a door to,Moments of pleasureFollowed by leisureAnd a bodily seizureBecause the final blowGave us the afterglow…All we saw were coloursShowing us the strangenessOf reality itself! Continue reading
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POEM “Thanatos”
Thanaticaly beautifulWe striveTo achive what Death has already achieved.So slightly we are,Always preparedFor what has comeEmphasising it was always thereAnd always will be!So Death, I beg of theeLove me. Continue reading
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POEM “They thought”
They thought I was human.God – what a mindjob.They thoughtI had a soul.They in the endThoughtI’ll have mercy.So I evenKilled every thoughtThey hadLeaving themUndone. Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “Maysie”
She wore her favourite gown – dressed in her army dress – a murdering machine, they called her… and everyone of the elite adored her”She was just ment for it.” they always said and thought. And so she prepared to haunt and hunt at night once again :”First the trample, then the knife, then the… Continue reading
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POEM “Dark angel”
He fell from the Sky.Some might call him An Angel.All he leftIn the SkyWas a paintingOf crying eyesProphetisingThe new eraOf his existance.An artist henceWas born. Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “GAJ LUCIĆ”
Where was he from? And was he real enough – did he ever exsist? Why did I know about the name, about him? Where did I found out about the person named Gaj Lucić? A slav. I concluded by the means of my mind, let us allow ourselves to say, power of it – that… Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “IT…”
I was, wasn’t I? An it… And this morning I woke up – I, myself, me and went to my, mine standard coffee shop and played a game of hide and seek with myself. “Why did I hide myself from myself, anyway?” I didn’t know… did I care? “Yep, I cared, I bloody knew I… Continue reading
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POEM “Hamlet”
Hamlet, the princeJust didn’t knowHe was mad from the beginning…He didn’t even need to pretend…What strikes us the mostIs Ophelias madnessAnd unfortunate death- Because of him,Because of him. Continue reading
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POEM “3”
It’s about one guyDoing “IT!” andRedoing it, always…And about one guyOutwitting himWith never doing “IT!”And doing nothingAbout it.So there you go,Having the ThreeSummed up –And crucifiedFor your own sake.Thank You God,Now we knowYou really neverLeft us, ’cause you neverWere there – in the first place. Continue reading
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POEM “Epilogue”
He playedMany roles…The epilogueServing himOnly to dieAs a characterTo switchTo the next role… Continue reading
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