Monsters
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The night wind roared awakening the silent sea
Waves crashed violently against the rocks
Yet the village was still sound asleep
It was time for the monsters to come out and play
Causing ruckus in the peaceful land
The monster underneath my bed
Sang me lullabies in the night
Which quickly turned to nightmares
And gave me quite a fright!
But as I got older
Section I
I am much too forward with my words
I interrupt people while they talk
With completely unrelated pieces
They are always there
Even when i can't see them
I can sense them.
Creeping around the outskirts of my conscience
Venom seeping from their lips
You don't feel safe
Within those walls
You're ridiculed and teased
For being different and strange
They found something
I reached for you.
and in the darkness,
I was unaware that you,
were the monster I feared.
Now, I do not fear monsters.
I fear ignorance.
MEDUSA- A modern Interpretation
Poem by: The Poetic Truth Productions By Nini
She was innocent
But yet she was found guilty
Devoted to making society a better place,
Monsters are real
I’ve seen them with my own eyes
If you’d like to see them
Look in a mirror
Look at your loved ones
Look to the person next to you
The monsters are there
Look behind the eyes
We've turned into monsters
Said we never would
Saw it shown on t.v.
Said it never could.
It could happen to you
I heard them all say,
Never say never
'Cause never's today.
The city street is their territory
And we are their prey.
I used to not mind it so much.
Their stares.
And their piercing howls.
there is a monster that lives in my bones
it has sharp claws, deep roots,
black-hearted and empty-stomached
it sucks at my marrow slowly slowly
its roots are not contained: they spread
Outside your window
lies the hand that feeds you poison
now would be the reason
to bite the hand that feeds you
but you can’t know what you don’t know
angel exterior
but a monster inside
Everything shakes.
My eyes flash.
I wake up.
You walk past.
Shadow figure,
With elegant grace.
My heart bangs,
Our monsters used to live under the bed,
sparkly and purple
“they’re not real,” we said
Life was safe,
monsters were fantasy,
Firm hands, from shadows on the wall.
Firm no’s, from girls around nightfall.
I promised to protect you all.
Don’t touch, These artifacts are rare.
Don’t look, It’s really rude to stare,
The clenching in your chest?
Honey, that's just a monster
Escaping from the depth of your shattered mind,
Trying to hold your heart together,
For if your heart stops, what will the monsters have left to haunt?
The princess up high in her tower,
the monsters are sure to make her cower.
Sitting in her room brushing her hair,
tearing at her face her skin no longer fair.
With a body bornFrom trees, her gargantuanFigure, barragesThrough Forests, as she pursuesThis man, that tried to slay her
She was Aurora
She did not need a hero because she was her true savior
Cutting down Monsters,Dragons and Demons in her wake
There was no fairy godmothers,or knights there to protect her
In the mind's eye, I can see naught but a raindrop,Reflecting an emerald world as, on a blade of grass, it is atop.
Don't you feel the noose of night
slowly tightening around your thoughts.
Sufficating you slowly.
You hold a blade in your hand
slashing at the silence that hides it all...
the things you never said
He was always a sucker for a pretty face
They're always a sucker for a pretty face
He took me to a place and fed me full
of liquor and drugs
He watched as I got sick on myself
He got me a glass of water
There are no monsters in the closet--
Not yet.
Because the fangs of friends have yet to be sharpened
School is a land of heroes and misfits
My heart is a very deep, unfinished well and at the end, if it ends, is a vividly rusted, old penny I threw in when I was about 7 or so.
Do i look like a person who is two faced?
Do i look like a person who lies?
The mind tends to grasp the looks of someone
By their beauty,
Their imperfections .
It's dark. /I cannot rest. / No longer can I weep. / With eyes too dry and mind too weak. / My heart pumps fast, / I want to cry. / Anxiety attacks, no telling why. / Exhausting depression creeps in with the sun.
I stopped looking for monsters under the bedWhen I came to see they lived in my headWhoever tells of a monster that hidesNever had one to abide besideOh, full of scorpions is my mind
Little girl sits in her room terrified,
“The monsters in my head won’t leave me be…”
“Go away, go away,” she softly cried.
“I can’t close my eyes ‘cause they’re all I see.”
Turn up the radio, as high as it goes.
Drown out the echoing screams,
That tell you nothing,
But mean the world to me.
The inaudible screaming in my head,
Where the little monsters play.
Carved it out of my heart, Blood dripping down my hands, I don't understand myself,I don't understand you,
It seems we are doomed to watch
the way mankind ravages itself, tearing and yanking
blowing holes in itself until
the Titanic could float better than it.
we see the
kidnappings and
rape
Halloween Halloween
What a site to be seen
Scary monsters everywhere
Leaving children in Despair
Trick or treat
Is their disguise
All the children
No, my parents do not fight.
No, my grades aren't bad.
No, my family's wallets aren't tight.
No, I do not appear to be sad.
No, I am not called ugly or fat.
In the direction of which my heart relies, I find my own warmths life support
To embrace the endless swirling sky, my towers never err and fall short
A symphony of horror
Plays before my deceitful eyes
Just looking at them is torture
I try to remember it's all a lie
The tremondous demon suspened above me
Extensive teeth, only inches away
Alone
You think you are
But you're not.
While you're in that dark corner
Holding your legs that are folded to your chest
Staring into the darkness
Straining to see where your fear lies
Adrenaline rose and we got out
And stopped to stare and look about
A frightning scene, as it should be
Still I moved close for him to hold me
Scary monsters breathed in my face
The Monsters.
The monsters are coming
The monsters are always here.
The monster inside
is the only one
you should ever fear.
You can hide from the monsters around you
Night crawlers on the roof
Walking around going, who who
White faces smiling at you
Tapping the window, who who
Something is scratching the door
Let me in, who who
even the wildest of us, craving freedom, has broken
alone, the sleepless nights pass so tediously
How can I face the world
When monsters roam 'round?
This world is so blurry,
And I'm making no sound.
These monsters are huge
Much greater than I
But as I stand scared
The Monster comes out,
When the doors are closed.
When the sun goes down,
When the sky get cold.
The Monster consumes you,
And eats you alive.
Then spits you out,
Confidently unthinking I walked into the shadows
I thought I was Lolita, hardly, really I was callow
I remember flicking my bedroom light off and dashing to my bed for cover.
You see, there was this monster under my bed, but he could only get me in the dark.
And the means of safety was laying in my bed.
I watched her as she faded away.
She may not have noticed,
But I did.
Her face hollow,
Her eyes blank,
Her hands so fragile and small.
Cybil pushed through the parlour egress
She did not like to think what lay beyond the recess
For her imagination raged and galloped
And thought up all manner of horrible things
A broken heart will remember its wounds.
A mind scarred will remain scarred.
A body touched cannot be untouched.
But another bottle won't fix it all.
And the high only lasts for a moment.
When I first found out,
There was a monster under my bed,
There wasn't a doubt,
I was scared half to death.
I tried counting sheep,
And counting to ten.
I was still losing sleep,
Mixtures of browns
Mixtures of greens
Smells of nature
Smells of safety
All rush by
As I bolt by
Bolt down this path
Dirt on my feet
Dust clouds behind me
No bird sings
Some are afraid of spiders
Some are afraid of the dark
Some are called irrational
Some are called faint-of-heart
Some fear the things they hear
Some fear the things they see
You bred me
As a child of imagination and intellect.
You fed me half-baked expectations
Slathered in cookie-cutter dreams.
Malnourished by your monotonous instruction,
Here and there you disappear,
an aparition in the dark.
Fading into the past: mistakes.
You're not what I imagined.
In three thousand feet deep, I search...
For what, I'm not aware.
Monsters
By: Ana Aguilar
My mom tucks me in and gives me a few kisses
“Sweet dreams, Honey,” she wishes
Then she turns out my light
No bugs will bite tonight
I miss the way Tuesday afternoons used to feel.
Miles and miles away, I'll send my love, my love by train.
There's nothing more breathtaking than the smile in your eyes.
If I may only have my hands for companions
And must live my days
On a bed in the darkest hole
Then let me have a pen
Let my eyes grow weary from squinting
Let my fingers cramp
They built these walls to protect me
At least that's what they said.
"Monsters, demons and darkness live
Beyond these high stone walls"
Entrigued I was by their small fact
No darkness,monsters, or ghouls instead light and smiles Noone to scare,hurt, or ridicule instead heal and give praise. It's fun and bright just as your first time at a amusement park innocent and young with every moment. The harmonizing tune tha
Remember when the only thing that scared us was the shadow in our room.
We would be scared to look under the bed. And the closet was our only enemy.
Life seemed simpler when we were young.
Help me!Help me!Can't you hear my scream!?The pounding of my heart -the grinding of my teeth!?Dear goodness,somebody please!My Anixiety it's eating me!
Heart thrumming
Blood pulsing
Mind racing
Thoughts raging
Demons pounding
At my door
Becoming one of them
Once more.
Mind in pieces; never in peace
She can only breathe
Silence is a virtue
Since inside her mind
There are screams
Avalanches fall like dominoes
She is the only one who knows
We live in a world of illusions.
We trust falsified freedom.
We feel spurious safety.
We believe fictitious truths.
We are stupid and wise.
We are gullible and untrusting.
We are saints and we are devils.
He departed his wife with sorrow in his soul
for he knew that he had to go
the journey that he had to make
to see if he could finally wake
He traveled long and far from home
Orphaned from so young an age
It’s a wonder I ever escaped that cage
The world was so dark from the place whence I came
Monsters and demons they soon became.
These Monsters and demons came from those to be trusted
Imagine a world connected to another by waters
Puddles surrounding the neighborhood, families losing daughters
In the night the creatures roam, kidnapping little girls, making them alter
Have you ever had something just catch you?
Right when you were off guard.
That little, spontaneous, thing.
That makes everything that made you so weak
So fragile
So lost
