A poem about a nightmare that only brings dark thoughts.

This is my poem collection.

It will be sometimes like sunshine and sometimes dark.

Warning:

Guys, since it may contain some dark things, I don't suggest you read this and take it to heart.

And I don't encourage you to do evil things by writing this.
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Please don't copy this...
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When the time strikes I love to write a sweet to dark poem. I do hope they are understood and enjoyed, any questions do ask. I do not mind guiding confusion or similar wonders. These poems are about life, reality, pain, heartache, love, and passion.

Remember summer?
The summer of year 2018?
I was tired… bored.
But what overcame me was…
That haiku poem I wrote

It's that very thing
That I don't regret sharing
That "Poison" poem
I don't regret sharing it
With my eighth grade teacher, right?

I remember how it began and ended
Though I still have it with me
On this year, 2020…
I would like to think back two years ago
July of 2018 when I first wrote
"Poison" the haiku poem
Without taking
A single
Glance
Of that it now…

Dear now and future
I wish to remember these
Lines it began with

"I hate how it reeks
of its death metalic smell
Yes, it's called 'Poison'"

It's the very first stanza
That may have shook my ELA teacher
And a social worker
He shared it with in the winter
Of early 2019

That haiku poem
Made up of eighteen stanzas
Became powerful… 
What went through my mind as I
Wrote this with no intentions?

After reading it
All I remember are these:
Deep rain and dark grave

I thank the past me
For sharing that dark poem.
I feel so evil… 
Yet my heart is in Eu. Pho.
Ri. A. Yes, euphoria.

I'll never forget
That sudden pounce of courage
But that fear I felt
When I was suddenly called
To see the social worker

That quiet and peaceful engine in my brain
Became a sudden ruckus of confusion
And panic of fear
It felt like all I could hear from those millions
Of tiny working cells scream out,
"W-what is happening?!"
And all that emergency alarming, beeping
And wee-wooing like a broken siren
All for the sake of this one thought… 
"What have I done for the social worker to seek me?"

"I hate how it reeks
of its death metallic smell
Yes, it's called 'Poison'"
It was this very poem
This dark and sad haiku one

Remember winter?
In mid-winter, one poem
Became my treasure
I thank myself for this piece
Written perfect on a whim

Stories of lessons, life, and many other things aren't always long and just stories. It can also be small and short...like poems.

As she listened to Chen Xinlu's words, Feng Tianlan frowned slightly. "The Demon King likes Princess Zhao Yang?"
Wasn't Princess Zhao Yang really Sister Lin?
Upon seeing Feng Tianlan frown, Chen Xinlu thought she had hit a nerve, and started gloating. "The Demon King went to the palace in person to send the letter to Princess Zhao Yang. It's a secret love poem."
With that, she started reciting the poem out loud, "Smug and mirthful countenance, dark eyes gaze at the distance. Why is there sorrow over star-crossed love when everything is crystal clear in the palace."
Upon hearing this poem, Feng Tianlan couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. "It really seems like a love poem."
"It's a nuanced love poem. Lin is the surname of Princess Zhaoyang, and this poem praises Princess Zhaoyang for her beauty. Because she is separated from him by the palace wall, he feels sorrow, so he wants to get away from the palace and elope with the princess." Chen Xinlu explained the meaning of this poem, then said to Feng Tianlan mockingly, "It's obvious you aren't well educated since you can't even comprehend such a beautiful yet easy to understand love poem."
Feng Tianlan glanced at Chen Xinlu indifferently with a smile.
She wrote this poem with Sister Lin when she was a child. Dai and Lin referred to her and Sister Lin. The wording was originally "Me Dai and Lin", but Sister Lin didn't like how it sounded, so she changed the wording.
This poem was nowhere nearly as meaningful as Chen Xinlu made it out to be, and was completely playful in nature. They wanted to put both of their names in one poem to express how despite not being biological sisters, their relationship was as intimate as blood sisters.
Now, this poem of sisterhood was made out to be a love poem, so how could she not laugh.
"So, don't even think about marrying the Demon King. And you dare claim that you're Demon King's fiancée? If others exposed your lie, they would tell you how shameless you are." What a big fat joke.
Feng Tianlan simply laughed. No one knew about this poem except her and Sister Lin, so she had included this poem in her letter as a will, and in the letter she told her not to marry Shen Yunya.
Mobai brought this letter to the Xuantian Continent and sent it to Sister Lin.
Yet she never expected someone to treat it as Mobai's love poem to Sister Lin. How ludicrous!
Shi Yiqing simply thought it was Feng Tianlan seeking bittersweet joy amidst sorrow, and he comforted her gently, "Lady Feng should stop saying such a thing. If you're heard, the joke itself is a trivial matter, but if the Demon King hears of it, someone could die."
Even in the Western Yuan Kingdom, he had heard of how terrifying the Demon King was.
Feng Tianlan didn't explain herself anymore. It was unnecessary to explain when they were already convinced of their assumptions.
Perhaps it was because she said that Si Mobai was her fiancé, so Chen Xinlu felt that she was delusional and wanted to take advantage of her beauty to rise in stature. Because Chen Xinlu thought Feng Tianlan probably wasn't interested in Shi Yiqing, so she was less hostile towards her besides calling her a toad from time to time.
Chen Xinlu, who was in a much better mood, held Shi Yiqing's arm and said coquettishly, "Brother Qing, I want to eat red-tailed chicken."
"You've already let it go, yet now you want to eat it?" Shi Yiqing glared at her, then asked Feng Tianlan, "Would Lady Feng like to eat it? It wouldn't be too late to grab one now."
"No," Feng Tianlan refused indifferently.
"Brother Qing, what she wants to eat is swan meat. How could she reduce her beauty by eating red-tailed chicken." Chen Xinlu sized up Feng Tianlan. "But with her status, a lowly Dark Supreme doesn't deserve to eat red-tailed chicken."
Feng Tianlan glanced at her, then curled her lips saying, "Go, White Cutie-pie."


"Ride this, my beloved consort!" Instantly rewarded with a punch in his charming face. He looked hurt, "I just wanted you to try out the mythical beast mount!"
Having died a cruel and excruciating death in her past incarnation, she was reborn into a body imbued with an impeccable talent for cultivation. A good-for-nothing? Fire, water, ice, wind, thunder, and nature; switching between the six elements is easy as pie. Supreme grade pills? She scatters them in the air like candies. Legendary beasts? They're begging her to form a contract. She is the arrogant Queen almighty! You say that heaven is undefiable? Then she will defy it!
"Bad news, my Lord! The consort has beaten the Empress of the Heavenly Phoenix Nation into a pulp!"
He raised an eyebrow and brimmed of pride, "It's nothing. Send a million troops to back up my beloved consort. Tell them that I'm the one who's pampering her!"

Poem 1

watching as the night draws near
just know I am here. I have not left your side.
So much time has gone by.Your fate is intertwined
with mine and the darkness will soon
be close behind.
Love shines through the darkest of times.
Know that I am always inside your mind.
Know how much time has gone by.
Remember that your never alone.
Remember you always have a home.
Be here frozen in time. Forever be mine.
The souls will be a lined. Remember your soul is
mine. Though my time is done.
Remember the hope is still there.
Remember I am everywhere.
the pain will pass. But the love
will last. Never forget the person you once knew.
Forever be in your heart that will never be gone.
The soul of love will never be undone.
poem 2

As the snow falls on me.
The more my heart grows empty
No one left to help me.
As I hold myself tight to keep warm.
As the cold is getting to me.
Will anyone come save me.
From this loneliness with in my heart.
Or be left here to die in the dark.
Will I forever be alone.
Once my heart has turn cold.
Forever to be alone.
When the heart stopped beating.
Finally be free from this cold world. 

Never to be seen.

poem 3


as blood drips from my hands.
Cause no one understands.
The pain that I am going through.
God I am lost with out you.
With no time to wast.
I know I am just a wast of space.
calling for death to come.
God it wont belong.
Until my life is gone.
This body is getting colder.
As my life has grown older.
As much time that has past.
I will not be able to last.
My heart is slowly dying.
I got tried of your lying.
My vision goes dark.
there not much longer
My breathing is shallow.
So this is no tomorrow
Here comes good bye.
Just know its my time.
poem 4


The stairs shine bright in the sky
as my heart slowly dies.
I lost myself and drown in my sorrows
watching as time goes by.
I know I will be soon saying good bye
the time we had i will Charis forever
hopping things will get better.
fading away with my broken heart
I know that is just the start.
Of the pain going though my vain
as my soul is being eaten away.
with no hope for being alive
I may as well die. Cause there is 
no more time. Lost everything
in my soul. There is no place to call home
Wandering the darkness with more sorrow.
God let me go tomorrow. 

poem 5
telling thing that are true.
Even though they hurt you.
As I lay here crying tonight 
I know nothing will be alright.
Cry my soul out knowing I'm to blame.
Soon I will be fading away.
Nothing left to save my soul.
Knowing that I got nothing to hold.
Here the pain is real.
wish I  never had to feel.
Be empty inside hoping I will die.
Nothing left to say in my heart
now my hole world has gone dark.
finally free form the pain of my sorrows.
Not going to be here tomorrow.
Now I am gone at last.
as my body is laying in the grass.
Wont be a burden to you any more.
Now my world had been torn.
As I was from the sky.
You forgetting that i have died.
As My soul was left behind.
poem 6


I hide it all be hind a mask.
Has my soul turn in to glass?
Hide the pain and sorrows of my past.
Giving Just a fake smile.
Though the tears will fallow.
At night when your a lone.
Why your soul has turn cold
Knowing I cant trust anyone.
Doubting My own sanity.
Looking my mind day by day.
Everything is just fading away.
Falling deeper in to the shadow
of the night. That when the nightmare
has there hold on you. 
Waking up screaming in pain.
Knowing that help will never come.
Along with nothing to lose.
My do i refuse?
Take the fall of nothingness
Just ending the soul 
Just when there is no more hope.

poem 7


I lay here crying my heart out.
Knowing that no one cares.That I am here.
But my scream echo through the house.
Everyone just sits on the couch not 
moving.Like emotionless dolls.
With out care in the world.
Just suffering alone.With nothing
else to lose.Cut after cut the blade
goes a cross my arm.
Watching the blood drip on to the floor.
Crying trying to relieve the pain in my soul.
Wishing there was still Hope.
Day after day I bleed and hurt more.
Year after year my screams for help 
Died down along with my soul,
I have nothing else to hold,
Let my body be drowned in pain.
I knowing every thing will never change.
Wishing the day someone stop me.
Someone to show me that there is
still hope for a life.But there is no one
Left to care. To show the love,Kindness.
They have them self's to blame for what.
They did to me as i lay here dying. 


poem 8


Falling deeper to where you can't
See anything but darkness. Shadows
move around you saying things you
can't understand what they say.
Falling forever to nowhere.
Falling in the lost hope you have.
Drowning in your own tears of 
sorrow. The heart that is dying will
never beat again.
You lost all senses of what has happen.
You see a blade on your stand that shines
in the moonlight.Picking it up and putting
it to your skin.
Slowly cutting the flesh and blood soon fallows.
As it drips on to the floor.You feel the pain that
comes with each cut.
You had lost your heart to darkness and
soon to be losing your life to the blade you
hold in your hand.

poem 9

You see broken shards
On the floor of whats left
of your soul.
It has fallen to peaces.
Crushed by the ones you
loved and cared about
Pushing you aside not
caring on what happens 
to you not caring if you lived
or died by your own hand.
No one there to help you.
No one there to save you.
No one to protect you.
No one there to love you.
They Left you in the darkness.
All a lone with only your thoughts
to keep you company.
No words are said.
As your heart fills with dread.
No hope to come in it again.
Bit by bit it slowly chips away.
Bit by bit it will go away.
Everyone says pain will pass
in do time.
But it was all a lie.
You wish was never born.
You wished that you had died.
the darkness takes hole of every
ones mind.You put it in a shell to
protect whats left of your poor soul.
Deep down you wish things get better.
But they never do.
They just get worsen and darker.
poem 10


I tired of being sad 
Tired of being broken inside
What is there left for me
The dark shadows of despair
pull me in more and more.
I feel I am losing my self each day
Death waits before me as i hold this
knife in my hand trying to choice
To end it all and be free from this 
Pain that draws me to suffer and 
Be more dark then my soul already is.
No one there to save me no one to stop
Me from taking this Knife in to my soul.
I wanted someone to save me.
Someone to stop me.
But no one cares.
No one wants a broken soul 
Like mine to be around.
No one cares . No one will cry
Over the grave of someone that
The world forgot.Nothing left to say.
Nothing to do anymore.
So I took the knife and behold. 
The Knife goes though my soul like
It was nothing now I lay here bleeding.
with my finale words I cry out in pain.
I am finally free from This land of hate.

poem 11


Night falls but the storm in my soul
rages on. I had no control i have no fate.
nothing left to grab a hold on to, What's left 
of this life It must end to night.

The darkness that has turn in to hate
I have done in that past.
No where to go no where to hide.
My sorrow will never leave.
I will never be the same .
I see nothing but darkness
and hate. Nothing will save this day

No one to care.
Fate has ways of changing things.
But not for one who has falling to fair 

that is beyond saving.
The shadows are around me.
No one coming, no one cared.
Will there every be light to my darkness.

poem 12


how darkness surrounds one mind
they try to hurt you fill you with doubt 
you put your self in a bubble so they cant hurt you.
Shadow hands try to break that bubble
you try so hard to hid what you
know might be true.
That your not strong enough
in this world its be strong or
die with regret of not doing more
The place this world....
nothing can save a soul 
no matter how much you try
it just cant be saved.
They are just to far gone
there souls have shattered
There no more Determination left.
It drained from them as there soul loses
its glow. It has stopped the fight with in.
The will to stay alive is gone now.
The hope of wanting more in life.
Will never come true.
That is way things are in humans.
there souls are so fragile yet.
They keep on living.
Whats is left of a beast like you.
One that lived for more then others.
Now turned against humanity.
The shadows draw near and closer.
Wanting you to just suffer. 
With a endless night.
poem 13


What Makes us human.
We all make mistakes but others just don't 
see it.We all break rules cause there are 
just fools. No one talks things out
Why with out about. We are not gods
we are not perfect. Though other's 
believe they are better then other.
When its all lies that no one is better
then anyone.There are others that
suffer and are in great pain.
But we all ignore them and go on with out day
Other don't have lives.Cause they cant deny.
Of ones voice of ones words.No one ask nicely.
To though they have hurt.Do they care.
Do they thing that other do though things out
of shear amusement.
Us humans all make mistakes and learn.
others don't cause they chose to be jerks.
The truth of all humans of all of us is.
No one truly cares about others 
No one learns from there mistakes
No one ask kindly or talk about what
they have done wrong.
They don't have hearts.
cause they have all gone.
Everyone are forced to do
what others say when.
They can see how hurtful 
They cause every day.
There no peaces in this world
No one have hearts to show there
is still hope that they do care.

poem 14

I lost my soul 
I lost the will to fight.
I lost wanting to live.
I hear nothing but lies.
no matter how much time.
Has gone by.
My blood has frozen in time.
I am a soulless corps.With
no life and happiness.
I can keep portending that I'm
happy. I can't keep up the will
to hid the tears.
Is this what is means to be broken.
is this the fate I suffer.No one truly cares.
No one wants to let me go on with my life.
All that is life is a empty soul.
That had died long ago.
No where left to hid.
As the scares never die.
I keep wanting to die.
I keep wanting to hid.
I keep seeing my life ending.
Will anyone berry me ones i have
finally take my own life.
Or suffer for the rest of my renaming years. 
Just to die and be forgotten.



poem 15

Time after time
all I do is cry and
be broken inside. 

Day after Day
I lose my way
is anyone really there.
nothing is going to be okay
nothing going to be there to stop the tears.
not able to find the answer to what I'm looking for.

Letting my self go in to the dark hole of my soul.
Have nothing left to live for nothing to look 
foreword to.

Should I just fade away letting the wind carry me
through the night as the dust of who I am be destroyed by
the pain of being hurt by others.
I am nothing but a monster.
A freak that does not belong in this world
Should I just end it all and just be forgotten?

poem 16 

I'm not okay its will never be alright
I sit here crying when others think I 
am Dummy leaving my heart in peaces.
I am tired of being put down and
Mentally hurt by others who don't give
a shit about me.

Wishing I just die and be a memory of  others
who have hurt me and cause me so much pain.
I am tired of living I'm tired of trying of them 

Being happy like nothing has fucken happen
let me drown in my tears of sorrow and pain.
Let me die  and be forgotten by the ones have 
done this to me.
A flower falls and dies on the grave stone of mine.
As i watch this world as a spirit that would be free from
this pain.I dont want to feel any more.I dont want
to have to wear the mask of happiness that is not real.
Let the angel of death take my life and take me somewhere
I can be happy and not have others treat me like I am nothing but 
a dum and will help me when i need it. Just end me and let me be free.



poem 17

i am dying inside my heart
bleeds of shame and despair
crying my heart out hurting
myself being more broken
then the heart is drowning
in my broken dreams
never to smile
never to laugh
never be happy
forever to be in despair
feeling the darkness around
me hurting braking down
losing my self in never
ending pain wanting
to die and leave this
life never to be heard
never to be seen
always hid the pain
put on a show to
inter tamed thoughts
around you as your heart
bleeds and bleeds till there is nothing left


poem 18

tired of being the way i am
i try so hard to change
but i get put down for things
I did in past being crushed
by the ones i love and 
hurt by them.
my heart breaks cause 
of them not trusting me
hurt by the past i had 
crush by the pain of
being locked up in
this please i call home
in a prison of being controlled
dying slowly in pain of  what i 
diverse from everything i have done
wanting to just fade away in to nothing
and have things forgotten and die down
i can never be free never do things
I wish i could do have nothing more then
dream that will never come true. Crying
out the sorrows that i hold in me.
They know they need to let me go but
they dont let me be the one who wants 
to be free. I am the dark sheep that does 
not belong in this world
a world that i will not be able to take anymore
a world that will beat me down until i die and be
forgotten with nothing to my name
nothing to keep me going anymore
nothing to make me feel i have 
more to do. When all i see is darkness
and broken shards of me. I take 
the shard of what used to be 
the person i once was
now just bleeding out 
with fresh broken pieces of 
that i was and be crush under
the weight of family and 
life. What life do i have?
the life of being in a bird cage
for the remands of my life
now i shatter of the dark of night.



poem 19

slowly give up who you hare
slowly give up its not that hard
give up on the heart
give up on the words
give up on this life
give up on the fight
give up on the tears
be empty inside
no one will care 
you have said goodbye
give up knowing no one cares
give up cause no one wants
you their.
give up on dreams that will never come true
give up on the soul that beats in you.
give up on everything you try to do
They have turned on you

song 1

You left me in the dark
left me here to rot 
you was never there for me
you destroyed everything
I love and cared 
you  had broken 
the trust I had in you
you left me in the dark
left me here to rot
in the shadows I begin to start
the  fight for the life you took from me
I will be the one to win the light
you will be the one that fades away
in to the dark
I will not take no more
No more
you left me in the dark
left me here to rot 
left me here to brake away
Never again will it be this way
i will find my own way
to brake free from your shadow
I will brake free from the dark



song 2

hurting drowning in the pain
broken shattered empty inside
crying, erasing everything i am
i am no longer wanted here
no one really cares
crying my eyes out with despair
no one to want you around
you better off not being there
better off dead
drowning in shadows in the world
of madness  my heart is
shattering beyond repair
 
I will just die along with my soul
that has been crush in this world
no one care no one see the pain
that is there Being ignored
being excluded from everything
hurting drowning in the pain
broken shattered empty inside
crying, erasing everything i am


song 3

fighting, crying, bleeding, dying
was it worth the fighting
cheating, stealing, screaming
Things are here to be fearing
hiding, falling, lying
dreams are fading away
we just keep on this 
torture's looping path
of despair
you look in the mirror
to see the face of terror 
that has haunt you
broke you, chased you
trying to hurt you
you try to escape
the flow of time but 
it wont help the
soul that is left behind 

fighting, crying, bleeding, dying
was it worth the fighting
burning the anything in your way
crushing the one who hurt you
broken you to shards or glass 
fighting on to where you can see
the light of day to be free
from this loop of pain


song 4


There was a time
where we all was free
from the heartache and the pain
the tear that had follow 
are still the same
they left you to be forgotten
they broke you beyond repair 
nothing left to lose
nothing left to do
but cry your pain
away so you thought
but its never true
the pain will never go
it will always remain 
to remind you
you are the one to hate
the time where we was happy
have all gone
now all that is there
Is hell to pay
you lost the heart to remain
in this world of hate
no longer smiling 
no reason to go 
with the past
but what else can you do
with no one to be there for you

There was a time
where we all was free
from the heartache and the pain
the tear that had follow 
with no more dreams 
to dream only to have
nightmare that 
will never flee
they haunt you
they pray on you
they don't care
the feelings you had share
so why even bother
why even care
about the broken heart
that is there
left to die 
left to hide
no one to save
nothing to gain
lost all hope 
lost all faith 
in yourself
no one care
no one is there
you are left 
a lone to stare 
in to darkness 
that you can't bear
There was a time where
we all was happy
and had cared

some poems and songs i did of my own feelings

The poem was done reciting.

After seeing that the female university student did not answer for a long while, he carried on, "This poem is called, "The Furthest Distance in the World" and is also called, "The Flying Bird and Fish". Today I'm giving it you. Is Beijing and New York very far? I do not think so at all. You can still meet again, you can know each other again, you can fall in love again and can be together once again. Are you going to be defeated by this trivial geographical distance? Then your feelings aren't anything worth mentioning. Lady, don't use distance as an excuse. Do not use distance to avoid reality. In my opinion, the distance between you isn't far. Think of the flying bird and think of the small fish. If you are stubborn and insist on being self-righteous, then I will not say another word if you were to slash down with the blade!"

"..."

There was complete silence on the other side of the line.

Following that, the sound of a girl sobbing could be heard, "Flying bird...and fish...*sob*...Flying bird...and fish..."

Upon hearing the sobbing, everyone in the broadcasting room were excited. Previously, she had appeared too calm, but now she had cried? This meant she was moved!

The female university student said while sobbing, "Teacher, then...what...should I do?"

Zhang Ye gave a thought, "I do not know what you should do either. This is your path, so you will need to find your own path."

"But...*sob*...I don't know how to walk down the path..." The female university student pleaded for help.

Zhao Guozhou, who was behind the glass, gave Zhang Ye an exaggerated gesture! The other Literature Channel staff were also secretly worried. Why can't you tell her what to do and save her? What do you mean, “You should find your own path?” What if she wanted to end her path there and then?

Wang Xiaomei kicked Zhang Ye in the shin.

However, it was as if Zhang Ye did not feel it.

The female university student cried, "Teacher, you tell me...what I should do...I trust you...*sob*...I can't sleep every day...What should I do...Everyday...I'm groggy...at night...I can't see any future..."

With her crying, Zhang Ye became calm, "Lady, I do not have the right or the way to help you decide your own path. Even if we tell you, you might not listen to it. You need to think it through carefully. Let me give you another poem. I hope it can enlighten you somewhat."

Another poem?

The people outside held their breaths again.

Zhang Ye said deeply, "The dark night gave me black eyes, but I use them to seek the light."

Again, this poem did not exist in this world, but it was famous in Zhang Ye's world. It was Gu Cheng's "A Generation". The entire poem only had those two verses. It was very short, but it contained within it a lot of energy. It was difficult to dissect and analyze the meanings within the poem. It could only be said that different people would have different insights. Zhang Ye gave her this poem, hoping she would be enlightened. At least, when Zhang Ye was previously lost, this poem had accompanied him for a long period of time.

"The dark night...gave me black eyes, but I use...them to seek the light." The female university student repeated it again and slowly stopped crying.

Five minutes.

Ten minutes.

The female university student suddenly spoke, "Teacher Zhang Ye, thank you. I think I know what I should do. I will wait for him. I also want to wait for him. Regardless of the final outcome, I will not try to commit suicide again. Thank you. Your two poems… I will remember them for life!"

Zhang Ye said, "I wish you happiness. I also believe a good lady like you will be happy."

The netizen listeners in front of their computer screens started sending in messages in an explosive manner, breaking all historical records. No number of refreshes were enough to show all of them!

"Heavens!"

"Teacher Zhang is too good!"

"Right, this is the first time I'm seeing a broadcast host who can speak so well!"

"’The Furthest Distance in the World’? This poem has too much feeling!"

"I think the later poem was the best. The dark night gave me black eyes, but I use them to seek the light. It's a superb poem, a superb poem for the ages!"

"No wonder he is able to write a divine work like "Ghost Blows Out the Light". I finally understand Teacher Zhang Ye's artistic standards. It is evidenced by these two poems!"

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-storey pagoda. I've decided to support and listen to "Late-night Ghost Stories" every day!"

With the situation assuaged, Wang Xiaomei let out a long sigh of relief and quickly said to the listeners, "Thank you to everyone listening in to ‘Talk About the World’. We will meet you again tomorrow at the same time."

With the transmission cut, the live broadcast ended!

Wang Xiaomei slumped into her chair as if she had lost all strength.

Zhang Ye gave a wry smile as he touched his neck. He was also covered in sweat. D*mn it, to think I met a suicide situation on my first time being a guest! Can it even get any better!? Thankfully, he had the wisdom of the ancients and managed to somehow convince the lady!

The outer door opened as people rushed in.

Deputy Station Head Jia was no longer around. Zhao Guozhou was the first to enter and he said loudly, "Well done, Little Zhang! You did beautifully!"

"It was really thrilling!"

"Indeed, our Teacher Zhang is talented!"

People began to admire and praise him!

Zhang Ye's telephone editor, Xiaofang, also gave him a thumbs up from behind the crowd, "Teacher Zhang, those two poems were too great!"

Words could kill, but words could equally save. Today, everyone who listened in to the live broadcast learned this. By seeing this all at once, there were a lot of mixed emotions.

Wang Xiaomei stood up and daringly said, "Leader, today it was my responsibility. I will accept any punishments the station will mete. I was too provocative in my words."

Zhao Guozhou looked at her and did not criticize her, "Write a self-reflective piece and hand it to me tomorrow. Actually, it is not all your fault. That female university student had already prepared to commit suicide. Even if she did not make the phone call, she would definitely have committed suicide. From another perspective, by us counseling her, it's also us saving a life. Right, but make sure to be careful in the future. We need to greatly consider the listener's emotions and capacity to accept. This live broadcast can be said to be a lesson for all of us. It is also a form of experience."

The matter was done.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief.

Wang Xiaomei looked towards Zhang Ye, "Those two poems were composed by you?"

Zhang Ye could not say no. After all, these poems did not exist in this world, "Yes."

"You can even compose poems?" Wang Xiaomei found it unbelievable.

Zhao Guozhou, who was about to leave, heard this and turned around and laughed, "All of you might not know how Little Zhang was accepted during the interview, right? It was because of a prose, "The Song of the Stormy Petrel". Our entire Literature Channel's combined efforts probably cannot even match Little Zhang's artistic talent in poems." Saying that, he reminiscenced and recited from the beginning. Zhang Ye never expected that Zhao Guozhou would actually be able to recite his poem verbatim. Clearly, he loved the prose so much. "...That is the courageous Petrel proudly soaring in the lightning over the sea's roar of fury; cries of victory the prophet: Let the tempest come strike harder!"

When everyone heard this, they were stunned!

"Good poem!"

"It's written so well!"

"This poem was also composed on the spot?"

Each of these poems was more stunning than the last. Only then did everyone recall what had just happened and an interesting thought arose in their minds. Hipsters were a kind of disease and so were cultured female youths. How could one cure this disease? The answer was simple; use a cultured male youth that was more artistic than the cultured female youth!


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

1. I find a way to admire you. Silently, in writing. Maybe I should have been born as a great writer, because for no apparent reason, I can easily write down your beauty. Because, starting today, you will see that my life has changed a lot. Especially about sense. (The 12th poem, 28 November 2016)
2. Not how good I am in poetry, but how you make me make poetry. It's not about me choosing you, but about you making other women less attractive. (811th poem, 1 March 2017)
3. Not him, or them. Because until this moment, you are still the one who fulfills every sheet of poetry. (April 2017)
4. And finally, from a name to the title of the whole poem. (The 143rd poem, 10 December 2016)
5. This dawn, I found you again. When I thought that I had managed to keep you out of mind, but you suddenly came together with a smile (13th Poem, 29 November 2016)
6. It's been a long time since I started poetry like this. Thank you, you've managed to activate the other side of me that has been dimming for so long. (The 31st poem, 1 December 2016)
7. Good morning, owner of smile poetry. Well, I don't understand what happened to me right now. I am unique, or you are too attractive. (April 2017)
8. I again find you with the dark sky tonight. You smile among the stars, you sparkle beautifully in the darkness of the night. (Poem 1010, March 20 2017)
9. Still about you. About the beauty I touch through prayer, about the perfection I have in hope. (23 April 2017)
10. Do you understand now, why I prefer to love in silence? Because a prayer and a poem written with serenity is far more beautiful, than the seduction of love that is spoken out loud (1067th Poem, 26 March 2017)

My poems were the first I wrote. Track record of how I became a writer. About love, sincerity, ignorance of what people say; the most important thing is my world is calm. Starting from the meeting stage, loving secretly, until the stage of letting go, now (me and my feelings) are immortal in poetry. || Temporary hiatus, currently composing poetry into a story.

𝐿𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝒟𝑜𝓀𝒾 𝒟𝑜𝓀𝒾 𝐿𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒞𝓁𝓊𝒷 𝑀𝒶𝓃𝑔𝒶 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻𝒻𝒾𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝑀.𝒞 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐿𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝓁𝓊𝒷 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑔𝓃𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒲𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶 𝒫𝑜𝑒𝓂 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝓁𝓊𝒷 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒'𝓈 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝒜𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝑀𝑜𝓃𝒾𝓀𝒶 

-On a bright Morning The rise M.C stretches and gets out of bed He brushes his teeth and gets leave we walks down the street until he reaches the corner waiting for Sayori as normal-

M.C: Again it's time to wait for her shes always late why do I even wake up at this time knowing she will be leaving out late 

-Just then someone loudly calls for M.C he immediately thinks it's Sayori but the Voice was Higher Pitched-

M.C!  M.C! Hey It's me Natsuki!

M.C: Natsuki? What are you doing here I thought you been was in school why you here?

Natsuki: I was on my way to school and decided to come a different route we should walk to school together come on let's go

M.C: But I normally wait for Sayori-

-Natsuki begins to pout she was rather upset about the response that he gave her-

M.C: Fine I'll just let Sayori know when she comes to school that You wanted to walk to school together

-They both begins to walk meanwhile in the distance Sayori was watching She begins to become sad at the sight of them leaving without her she starts walking a different way to school-

-In school Monika Was watching Sayori Come into school first She begins to smile softly then goes to her she greets Sayori then takes her to her class-

-The end of the day in the classroom M.C walks in and sees Sayori in the corner her eyes seem Gloomy he walks over to her-

M.C: Hey sayori sorry for not walking you to school today we can walk home together though and also what did you write your poem to?

-Sayori looks up then her eyes become bright again trying to hide her sadness She smiles softly-

Sayori: Duh I can't tell you that We just have to wait for Monika and we can read the poems to the club members 

-Just then Yuri, Natsuki and Monika all walked in Monika had a small smirk then looks at everyone she begins speaking to everyone- 

Monika: Alright members take your seats!

-Everyone sets down and looks at Monika-

Monika: Yesterday assignment was to write a poem to someone in the class and we share out instead we go to each person and share what we wrote

-Everyone gets up and Walks to each other Yuri walks over to M.C-

Yuri: My poem was for you M.C I hope you like it

-She begins reading her poem It was Nice and Timid It was mysterious and uses strong words to express herself on paper when she was finished they both talked about their poems-

-Sayori walks over to M.C and reads her poem to her she uses Fantasy words and words to express love she was excited to see M.C response-

M.C: Woah that was great and wonderful Sayori you really know how to write a poem 

-Natsuki starts reading hers She uses cute words and Cute things to express herself on palate she also drew a cute bunny rabbit in the corner of the paper- 

M.C: I didn't know you like so much cute things Natsuki That's awesome

-She begins to Puff her cheeks and looks away she calls him and Baka then goes back to her seat-

-Lastly was Monika She uses mysterious words and strong words similar to Yuri however it was a different side to it almost like it was dark and Creepy a bit M.C didn't say anything about it-

M.C: Woah this is kinda Dark but this was great Monika I didn't know you like dark things

Monika: Yes I do I love making the story dark and Mysterious it brings out the tone of the book and makes the mood great when your reading it alone

-Monika gets Up and goes back the front of the room she gets ready to make a announcement- 

Monika: As you may know the school festival is coming soon so we need to make a bunch of things happen we need a lot of Writing and lots of cupcakes are you ready to share your Poems to the world?!

Yuri: N-No I'm not ready I didn't think we need to share our poems to the world I don't think I'm ready to

Natsuki: Aw come on Yuri brighten up this is a chance for the Club to become famous it's a change for the club to become packed with new members

Yuri: Y-Yes I suppose your right

Monika: Alright M.C you will be helping Yuri out on Saturday and Helping Natsuki out on Sunday and Sayori you can help me and write lots of cool Poems

-Sayori looks sad for a bit knowing she wouldn't be around M.C like that however she brightens up and becomes happy again- 

Sayori: O-Ok!

-After the club Sayori waits for M.C she looks around and sees him but with Yuri instead she walks over to him-

Sayori: Hey are we waking home together?

M.C: Sorry sayori but today Yuri wants me to come over her house to get ready for the School Festival She wants to make some good ideas for the banners

-Sayori looks away sadly she then looks at M.C changing her expression to happy again-

Sayori: T-That's ok alright I'll see you later then 

-Sayori begins looking down then leaves M.C sees her looking down he notice she have been sad lately and haven't been her normal self- 

M.C: Sayori.....

-M.C and Yuri begins walking to her house meanwhile Monika standing in then window Watching her eyes was dark green with the same devilish smirk on her face-

Monika: M.C you will be mine one way or another Teehee~



"Good poem, good poem." Fairy Tian Lu laughed charmingly: "Especially the last line, my dream beauty is here under the moon, it was truly beautiful. I think it is definitely talking about me, hehe."
She improvised a humorous remark, easing the atmosphere in the pavilion.
Lun Fei gave a helpless and bitter smile, sitting down again: "Please don't mind my crude creation, it is hardly presentable."
"Lun Fei, you are too modest, I have a poem as well." Luo Mu Zi said. 
"Oh? We would love to hear it." Qiao Si Liu smiled, looking at Luo Mu Zi with anticipation.
Luo Mu Zi turned silent for a moment before slowly reciting.
Climbed mountains to seek immortality,
Danger present in every step.
Dust specks float like light,
Dark Gu lurk in heart.
A dream like golden jade,
Thousands of years of loneliness.
Five regions and nine heavens,
Everything is in one breath.
The concept and imagination in this poem with five words in each line immediately moved the Gu Immortals.
They carefully savored it.
Climbed mountains to seek immortality, referred to a Gu Immortal's cultivation.
Danger present in every step, Gu Immortals needed to deal with calamities and tribulations in their cultivation, devoting all their effort in managing their immortal aperture. It was like climbing a mountain, the higher they reached, the more dangerous it became.
Dust specks float like light, the meaning was that time was always passing by, and in the mortal world, dust gathered on people and people were like floating dust. 
Dark Gu lurk in heart, on the surface, it referred to Gu Immortals storing Immortal Gu and mortal Gu in their immortal apertures. But the Gu Immortals present had deep background in literature, they could already savor the deeper meaning.
Dark Gu referred to darkness, setbacks, failures, compromises, disappointments, and other negative feelings.
Mortals thought immortals had good lives, but immortals faced difficulties they did not know. Just look at the living beings in the world, who was truly free and unfettered? 
Gu Immortals endured huge pressure in their cultivation, it was unavoidable for them to have negative feelings, even Immortal Venerables and Demon Venerables were not an exception.
Climbed mountains to seek immortality, danger present in every step. Dust specks float like light, dark Gu lurk in heart. These phrases were brief but contained profound meaning, which when carefully considered, resonated greatly with Gu Immortals.
The lines after this, 'a dream like golden jade, thousands of years of loneliness'; it referred to gold and jade, all kinds of wealth, being superficial objects and just like dreams. As time passes, love, hatred, and all feelings disappear. It showed how the poet looked indifferently at the changes in the world, that their mind was free from mortal emotions.
The final phrase 'five regions and nine heavens, everything is in one breath' was filled with vigor and majesty, sweeping away the gloominess and heaviness from the previous lines. There were several other meanings to it, as long as humans had one breath left in them they were living, when they lose this breath, they would die. People strived and fought for that one breath. Using the world as an analogy, Gu Immortal cultivation was just like the pillars holding up the five regions and nine heavens, everyone was just working hard to support themselves.
The entire poem was slow at first before it became faster in momentum, creating a majestic scene that filled the listeners with admiration.
For a moment, the pavilion was filled with silence, the immortals quietly ruminating over this poem.
Qiao Si Liu thought to herself: "Strange, from my understanding of Luo Mu Zi, how could he create such a poem with his nature? He probably stole someone else's work, hmm, he also did not say it was his creation."
She sized up Luo Mu Zi.
Luo Mu Zi looked calm on the surface, sitting upright as he quietly drank his tea, but the smile on his lips gave away his inner feelings.
Qiao Si Liu inwardly smiled, but did not expose him.
She then turned her sight towards Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan's expression was unexpectedly strange!
"This is Qi Jue's Five Words Poem? How is it possible! Didn't Demon Immortal Qi Jue's grotto-heaven only appear when dream realms flourished in the five regions chaotic war?"
'Strange! Strange! Strange!'
Demon Immortal Qi Jue was a great expert from the Olden Antiquity Era, a rank eight Gu Immortal with immense battle strength who had once fought Limitless Demon Venerable three times, the results were a win, a draw, and a loss.
Naturally, the first two battles were when Limitless Demon Venerable had yet to advance to rank nine.
And, in the final battle, Limitless Demon Venerable had advanced to rank nine, surpassing Demon Immortal Qi Jue. But the battle had still lasted for nine days and nine nights, before the latter was defeated. However, Limitless Demon Venerable did not kill Demon Immortal Qi Jue and let him go.
Limitless Demon Venerable had said this at the time: "You were my biggest enemy, but without you, I would not have trained so desperately. You also had a hand in pushing me towards my current cultivation level."
Having received the recognition and praise of a grand Demon Venerable, Demon Immortal Qi Jue's name was marked in history.
The grotto-heaven left after his death had lasted until the present.
In Fang Yuan's first life, dream realms manifested one after another during the five regions chaotic war, regional walls disappeared and the five regions turned into one. Such a huge change created a turbulence in heaven and earth qi, exposing many hidden blessed lands and grotto-heavens to the outside world. 
Demon Immortal Qi Jue's grotto heaven was revealed in such a situation.
Undoubtedly, the moment it appeared, it caused an uproar in the five regions.
"That shouldn't be."
"Simple logic is that Qi Jue's Five Words Poem was engraved in Qi Jue grotto heaven. How did Luo Mu Zi know of it at this time?"
'Could it be, he has already entered Qi Jue grotto heaven?!'
Fang Yuan's thoughts became somewhat chaotic for a moment.
Qi Jue grotto heaven contained the Demon Immortal's true inheritance. This Demon Immortal was on the same level as Sword Immortal Bo Qing, even Hei Fan paled in comparison to him!
"If I could obtain this true inheritance…"
"Will I obtain Qi Jue's true inheritance by killing this Luo Mu Zi?"
Intense killing intent rose in Fang Yuan's mind once again.
Without knowing Fang Yuan's thoughts, Luo Mu Zi gave a challenging glance to Fang Yuan: "I wonder what great work Wu Yi Hai has? We are really looking forward to it."
"That is natural." Lun Fei quickly chipped in: "Lord Wu Yi Hai's origin is not ordinary, he has plenty of experiences and what's more, Eastern Sea is very rich in resources. I can't compare to the scholarly attainment of Wu Yi Hai."
These two praised Fang Yuan with pleasant words, but their thoughts were anything but good.
Qiao Si Liu was well aware of it, at this moment, she did not protect Fang Yuan but stared at Fang Yuan and encouraged him: "I also really want to listen to your poem, I am sure it will definitely be interesting and special."
"Yes, yes." Fairy Tian Lu quickly agreed.
For a moment, Fang Yuan was pressured by everyone, he rubbed his nose and gave a forced smile: "Friends, you are all overestimating me, how could I have poems, I don't know how to make any."
"Wu Yi Hai, you are modest! Too modest!" Luo Mu Zi laughed.
Fang Yuan shrugged: "I am telling the truth, I did not even know we would have to recite poems to appreciate the moon."
"Since that is the case, Wu Yi Hai, why don't you make one right now, it should be a wonderful work, don't worry if it takes a bit of time, we are all willing to wait." Lun Fei said, not letting Fang Yuan off.
Fang Yuan heaved a deep sigh.
Of course, he had a lot of poems in his head.
There was many poems praised since ancient times from Earth, he could casually copy any of those famous stanzas, it would be enough for this occasion and resolve the difficulties from these Gu Immortals. 
But…
But so what?
Fang Yuan gazed around.
Luo Mu Zi and Lun Fei loved Qiao Si Liu, they naturally considered Fang Yuan an eyesore, both had come to a tacit agreement to work together and knock down their rival. What good would it do for him to contend with such losers? 
Fairy Tian Lu was Qiao Si Liu's best friend and was indeed working hard, helping Qiao Si Liu wholeheartedly. As for her lover, he did not speak much and was silent most of the time, quietly drinking tea from the side, this showed how astute he was.
As for Qiao Si Liu…
This fairy had both appearance and background, and was one of the three great beauties of Southern Border, she naturally had her pride. 
Qiao clan might have ordered her to approach Fang Yuan, but she had her own methods.
She had thought meticulously in hosting this moon festival today. She had thought out everything, not only taking care of small details like seating order, she had also brought her best friend to help her, and an even more brilliant move was that she had invited Lun Fei and Luo Mu Zi to take part in the event.
When two men compete with each other over a girl, even if she was a pig, they would think she is awesome. Only when one wins and the other is out of the competition, and when the victor looks at this pig, he will then realize: oh, this was a pig after all!
This was rather exaggerated, but the logic was similar.
When a competitor appears, it would make the girl who is being pursued seem even more precious and more valuable.
Qiao Si Liu was well aware of this logic, so she made this arrangement to evoke Fang Yuan's thoughts and make him take the initiative to pursue her, then she could conveniently agree and hook Fang Yuan in.
If it were the real Wu Yi Hai, perhaps he might have already fallen into the planning of beauty.
Unfortunately, the one she was facing was Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan remained unmoved the whole time because he knew the relation between Wu clan and Qiao clan, and also the scheme of Qiao clan's higher-ups.
With this understanding, Fang Yuan was in a strategically superior and stable position, while Luo Mu Zi and Lun Fei were no more than roadside clowns.
When Fang Yuan sized up the Gu Immortals in the pavilion, the Gu Immortals were also focusing their gazes on him.
There was silence in the pavilion, this silence was no doubt a kind of pressure.
"Luo Mu Zi and Lun Fei want to embarrass me. Qiao Si Liu also wants me to accept the challenge, hmm….maybe she is feeling a little upset. After all, for such a beauty, the seawater was too rude. As for Fairy Tian Lu, she is completely on Qiao Si Liu's side, and is nothing to worry about…"
Fang Yuan thought of all this, smiling inwardly as he said: "Then let me recite one, don't laugh at me."
"We are all ears!"
"We are looking forward to it!"
Luo Mu Zi and Lun Fei were all smiles.
At the next moment, the immortals heard Fang Yuan's poem —
"Oh great sea, you are made of water."
"Oh horse, you have four legs."
"Oh beauty, you have large eyes and a mouth!"
The poem ended.
The entire pavilion was silent!
Everyone's expression seemed to have stiffened.
Even Qiao Si Liu and Fairy Tian Lu were no exception.
"This, this, this… what the f*ck!"
"This is a poem? This is rubbish!!"
"This Wu Yi Hai is an utter boor."
"What nonsense is this? Appreciating the moon and reciting poems, it was an elegant event, now it is completely ruined!"
The Gu Immortals were unanimously screaming internally.
Fang Yuan was all smiles as he looked at Qiao Si Liu: "I wonder if Fairy Si Liu is satisfied?"
"Satisfied? Screw you!"
"You still have the nerves to ask this question? You are simply too outrageous!!"
Luo Mu Zi and Lun Fei roared inwardly, but being mindful of their bearing, they showed nothing on the surface. The pavilion was still a scene of silence. 
"Heh… hehe…" Qiao Si Liu laughed, even though it sounded very forced: "This poem is really special, to tell the truth, I… I have never heard such a poem. It is indeed worthy of being your creation… now that I carefully consider it, it is actually quite funny."
Luo Mu Zi:"…"
Lun Fei:"…"


With his Three Fundamental Views* unrighteous, the demon is reborn.
An old dream in the ancient days, a new author with an identical name.
An old story about a time traveler who was constantly being reborn.
An eccentric world that grows, cultivates, and uses Gu. 
The Spring Autumn Cicada, Moonlight Gu, Liquor worm, Comprehensive Golden Light Worm, Fine Black Hair Gu, Hope Gu. . . . . .
And a peerless great demon that freely acts to his heart’s content.
Translator's Synopsis: 
A story of a villain, Fang Yuan who was reborn 500 years into the past with the Spring Autumn Cicada he painstakingly refined. With his profound wisdom, battle and life experiences, he seeks to overcome his foes with skill and wit! Ruthless and amoral, he has no need to hold back as he pursues his ultimate goals. In a world of cruelty where one cultivates using Gu - magical creatures of the world - Fang Yuan must rise up above all with his own power.
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Gu is a legendary venomous insect, often used in black magic practices. It can take on the form of several insects, usually snakes, crickets, worms etc.
* = one's world view, values of worth and philosophy on life 


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