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Late Nights by CharlesAChaloupka, literature

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Late Nights

Sometimes we live in a series of unfortunate events, forcing us to settle into accepting that certain things will be as they may. Perhaps one day a dream may become reality, but this is not the day, and alas I am not much of a dreamer, for I know such a day might never come, so I lie down at night content in knowing that I have at least some measure of happiness, and enough to continue living

Final March by CharlesAChaloupka, literature

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Final March

Forget not who you are but what you are For no longer are you a single entity No longer do you march of your own rhythm Now you march to the heartbeat of something far greater than any of us can understand You must command your right for the privilege For if you don't sew your heart in with integrity and valor Disease will spread and the rhythm will falter We will begin to wither as your shrouded heart bleeds for release Even if you must drag your beaten body through hell itself Even if Death's touch caresses your soul beckoning it forth into the sweet darkness You must fight back with every fiber of your being For we are the few w

Gamble by CharlesAChaloupka, literature

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Gamble

The undulating darkness, Self dilating eyes dim, Wars inside mark them, And only inside fires brighten Stained soul wanders Forsaken and seeking redemption Salvation in its deepest form, Deaths head peeks up from obscurity, Glares straight to your heart, Makes it wither and putrefy. Hot tears flood the room Mind screaming in soundless torture A ghastly groom, Haunted by screams of a sickly departure, On the evil loom, Weaving flesh, bone and souls so tortured. Intangible fingers desperately reach out for an anchor A singular divine essence Beauty so radiant to beckon thine self unto the light Soul so removed No more desire for redemption Cons

Soulless by CharlesAChaloupka, literature

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Soulless

The undulating darkness, Self dilating eyes darken, Wars inside mark them, And only inside fires brighten Stained soul wanders Forsaken and seeking redemption Salvation in its deepest form, Deaths head peeks up from darkness, Glares straight to your heart, Makes it wither and blacken. Hot tears flood the room Mind screaming in soundless torture Insanity takes hold Reality crumbles around Frigid claws wrap around the soul Ripped from the chest Forever gone with never knowing how to feel

Love by CharlesAChaloupka, literature

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Love

Countless souls roaming the world Every one of them looking for something It is a mystery Yet they search endlessly for what they do not know Many perish in the search for this mystery All are broken down by the relentless torment of not knowing It wields the power to make a man To break one Wars of the world would fall to their knees before it Peace would return to the land Always roaming we are Always searching for it Yet blind we are to its location In front of us lies this great power So consumed in pain and hatred We lack the power to see it when it lies in front of us That which is so sought after in this pathetic world of ours

Forsaken by CharlesAChaloupka, literature

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Forsaken

A gentle breeze whispers through the plains Upon the air, not a note exists but the gentle sigh of the wind Upon the land lies a blanket of calm So still So peaceful So sudden is such calm that those who are left Are lost For only hours have passed Since the dust began to settle Cascading down from the sky upon the land Came as it seemed the very fires of Hell Everything burned The sky wept for her children as she watched them suffer Bones forever frozen in anguish and despair Mothers Fathers Children All gone with silent tears burned into their frozen flesh Troves of the dead permeate the land Ashes of the fallen lay every

Haven by CharlesAChaloupka, literature

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Haven

Haven Such a nice word Saying it provokes an almost sweet taste to the tongue Yet, it carries a distinct bitter flavor with it Why is that, I wonder? Is it because of the price that is to be paid for it? If there is a price, then what? The sticky, sickly sweet blood of countless innocents that stains the ground? The cold, rigid cases everywhere The myriad of bullet cases covering the ground in a metal blanket with no hope of keeping the cold away? Or maybe it is that pile Of flies buzzing everywhere Millions of eyes staring blankly at you, right through your soul with fiery intensity Then again, who is it to say what the price sh

Winter's Chill by CharlesAChaloupka, literature

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Winter's Chill

The night descends upon the earth The shadows creep out from hiding They crowd around what light remains Swallowing everything else Riding upon the gentle breeze is a vicious chill One that envelopes you and leaches all the warmth from your body and soul A chill that makes you look over your shoulder in fear As the shadows thicken and undulate You try to walk faster but your legs seem to malfunction Your pupils dilate, becoming small pin points as a tiny, cool bead of sweat slowly rolls down the side of your face Your chest becomes tight as you desperately try to take in more air A quick glance behind you constricts your throat as y

Cinema by CharlesAChaloupka, literature

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Cinema

Every night it is the same thing Every night the movie plays its horrifying images These images play over and over again with sickening clarity These images have forever burned themselves into my mind and soul Every night I am forced to watch the movie of my life Every night all I can do is to cry myself to sleep Every night I am forced to watch everything that has gone wrong in my life Every night I am tortured Every night I am reduced to nothing more than a sniveling heap of disgrace and failure Every night the trigger gets closer as the images become clearer I am sorry but I can not endure this torture any longer I am Sorry

Every day by CharlesAChaloupka, literature

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Every day

Every day I smile Every day I do as I am told Every monotonous day Every night I perch upon my bedside And I look at it It would be quick and easy wouldn't it? Perhaps a little messy, but that wouldn't be my problem now would it? My escape from all of the lies and horror of this world leans against that wall Whispering to me how quick and easy it would all be How one second my mind is tormented with this life This decision And the next, it would all be over Everything can be solved with this one device And this thing I twirl twixt my hands It's so tiny and smooth It gleams with a hope so close it overrides the senses And yet s

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Grimoires and the Unholy Invitationals of the Damn by techgnotic, journal

Grimoires and the Unholy Invitationals of the Damn

Oct 18, 2014

Share |About Grimoires and the Unholy Invitationals of the Damned by techgnotic (https://www.deviantart.com/techgnotic) Halloween entertainment… or invitation to evil? Grimoire 2 by AndrewDobell (https://www.deviantart.com/andrewdobell) We all know from the movies that a vampire can’t cross over the threshold into one’s home without being invited. And yet simply knowing that Dracula can be held at bay so easily makes issuing that invitation all the more irresistible. Could such things as supernatural beings actually be real? And could there be ways for we mere mortals to have the power to evoke them into existence or dismiss them as we might please? With Halloween drawing near, if only there were

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Flavor of the World by CharlesAChaloupka, literature

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Flavor of the World

This world is as a chocolate This world is one of those chocolates with a filling If you were to pick this world of ours out of a box of fine chocolates You would think to yourself, "Oh my, what an exquisite looking chocolate." However The enticing milky brown shell on the outside is simply a facade laid upon the filling by certain people in which to deceive you For when you bite into the World Chocolate your senses are assaulted by a torrent of flavors Some are stronger than others Such as the distinct flavor of hatred and corruption Along with a dash of pain and a sprinkle of death here and there With the strong flavors you have o

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Dec 31
United States
Deviant for 13 years
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How does someone write about the feelings and nature of others when they don't have the capacity to wield them for themselves?

Favourite Movies

Boondock Saints 1 & 2

Favourite Writers

Amelia Atwater Rhodes

Favourite Gaming Platform

PC ya scrubs

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Pen and Parchment

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Computers, Games, Poetry, Science

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CharlesAChaloupka

Jan 24, 2015

Life

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So I know that I haven't been on in the longest time, and I apologize for this However, I cant help but to have the most annoying writers block. I haven't been inspired to write anything for the longest time and I can only hope that I will find inspiration here soon enough, but alas all I can do for the moment is work and try to make it to the next day I will try to write some new works for those of you who still follow me/ care about what words I could put down

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CharlesAChaloupka

Jan 20, 2014

Sorry D:

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Im sorry for not creating any new works or even being on or anything lately D: I have been really busy with getting ready to join the Air Force and trying to get my life to be how i want it. I am going to try and get my mind back into my poetry so that I may create something that you guys like. I know I dont have the best work but I appreciate every one of you that follows me. Love you all, and I will try to do my best :3

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CharlesAChaloupka

Aug 16, 2013

Sorry Everyone D:

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Hey everyone I have like 10k+ things in my inbox that I will try to get to when I have the time. Why don't I have time you may ask? Well, I have acquired a job as a waiter at a nice Seafood/Mexican restaurant and they have me working from 5P.M-Close which is like 11 and I dont get done with clean until around 12. So basically, my days have consisted of Sleep/Work/More Sleep I will try to get through everything on here when I can and I am really sorry for slacking guys :o I hope you can forgive me :3 Let many tips come my way lol