Deepest Secret
pathrdnangel
Joined 20th Dec 2013
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Lost Thinker
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Poetry Contest Description
tell me your deepest secret. write a poem about it. be as vague about it as you want!.
*the heart is an ocean of secrets*
gardenlover
Forum Posts: 625
Fire of Insight
23
Joined 19th Aug 2012 Forum Posts: 625
My secrets are secrets no more
If I bring the details to the fore
And write rhymes
About the times
I had sex with those I adore
If I bring the details to the fore
And write rhymes
About the times
I had sex with those I adore
kriticool
Forum Posts: 596
Fire of Insight
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Joined 1st Nov 2011Forum Posts: 596
.:Yours, To Mine:.
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Shhhhh…
Yes, here my dear.
Now stuff each ear to barely hear
This secret sought might give you fear
May “lift” you down; words intense
Take smile to frown at my expense
To return again with a hearty laugh
This secret creeps along your calf
My secret entails what you have sought
A sacredness which can’t be bought
You feel each word upon your screen
You think you do or so it seems
Again your calf conveys my thought
My eyes look to what you've wrought
An asking plea; a wish to hear
Your secrets brushed against…my ear
...
photo: kristen w.
PsychicApocalypse
Darker Half
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Darker Half
Dangerous Mind
30
Joined 5th Dec 2012 Forum Posts: 1483
Names and numbers
are being violently
whispered in my ear.
Fear?
I should be scared.
But that won't make them
disappear.
So why care?
I'm like the wind,
I'm there,
but invisible.
Society won't look upon me
and suddenly find me
credible.
I'm unable,
disabled? maybe.
No one really knows
and I hope no one
gets to find out,
about the
darkness in me.
So I've buried it,
so deep,
that my memories
have holes.
The Darkness has
eaten my memories,
I'm just another spirit,
left unloved,
cold.
Are you surprised?
That I'm okay with it?
That i'm okay with being
forgotten, like a hobo misfit.
I'm okay with being tossed aside,
as it is,
I'm a dangerous person,
believe it.
I'm all fun and smiles,
til some one pushes it.
I do mean this.
Don't Follow me.
Forget me.
I'm just part of your imagination.
I'll vanish,
before rising any attention.
Challenged?
No,
don't cast a challenge.
For you'll have to dig.
You'll have to dig deep
in my mind,
to find,
the part of me,
that holds my deepest, darkest secret.
Anonymous
The Long Ride Home
Loneliness drives a long stretch hearse
o’er cliffs of jagged rifts
beneath a pale-faced, horned moon.
Cruel, hungry howlers drift
within hot, blackened thorns that edge
the road of rocky course.
Blood lusters, wolves, and psychopaths
lurk always in full force.
I rode the long stretch limousine
‘mongst evil hitchhike thumbs
in search of lonely lost who cried
for strokes of friendly bums
and lips which bore no fangs to rend
their lamblike skin in pain.
So dim the headlights on the hearse
as my search proved in vain.
Each creature that came to the hearse
held no heart in his chest.
Though I gripped hard the steering wheel
their frosted claws cut fresh
my soul as hundreds crept and leapt
in, out ash-veiled back seat
while “O Fortuna” played off-key.
No love; just mash of meat.
Old ghost of my remorse now drives
This hearse of loneliness,
but steers well clear of things I fear
may deal painful caress.
I look ahead as road of stones
flame hotly in dark hours,
and hope for angels at crossroads
to turn those stones to flowers.
Loneliness drives a long stretch hearse
o’er cliffs of jagged rifts
beneath a pale-faced, horned moon.
Cruel, hungry howlers drift
within hot, blackened thorns that edge
the road of rocky course.
Blood lusters, wolves, and psychopaths
lurk always in full force.
I rode the long stretch limousine
‘mongst evil hitchhike thumbs
in search of lonely lost who cried
for strokes of friendly bums
and lips which bore no fangs to rend
their lamblike skin in pain.
So dim the headlights on the hearse
as my search proved in vain.
Each creature that came to the hearse
held no heart in his chest.
Though I gripped hard the steering wheel
their frosted claws cut fresh
my soul as hundreds crept and leapt
in, out ash-veiled back seat
while “O Fortuna” played off-key.
No love; just mash of meat.
Old ghost of my remorse now drives
This hearse of loneliness,
but steers well clear of things I fear
may deal painful caress.
I look ahead as road of stones
flame hotly in dark hours,
and hope for angels at crossroads
to turn those stones to flowers.
laurenoliviiaa
Olivia2984
Joined 14th Jan 2014
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Olivia2984
Lost Thinker
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Very well written!
Chiyo
Miss Chi
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Miss Chi
Tyrant of Words
19
Joined 20th Oct 2012Forum Posts: 891
29 - Senryu
Secret pillow talk
You’re a stranger to my heart
But not to my sheets
Secret pillow talk
You’re a stranger to my heart
But not to my sheets
pathrdnangel
Joined 20th Dec 2013
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Lost Thinker
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Im write impressed this will be a hard one to choose
Dirtfarm
Forum Posts: 174
Thought Provoker
1
Joined 20th Aug 2013Forum Posts: 174
That good shit
well my dick is bleeding
the cat is dead
my mom has a chipped tooth
sad thing is I don’t remember anything
after that sack of magical damn mushrooms
either way I’m fucked
cause I want be able to kiss my cat or mom again
well my dick is bleeding
the cat is dead
my mom has a chipped tooth
sad thing is I don’t remember anything
after that sack of magical damn mushrooms
either way I’m fucked
cause I want be able to kiss my cat or mom again
Miasmic-Asylum
Forum Posts: 5
Twisted Dreamer
1
Joined 13th Jan 2014Forum Posts: 5
Uncle
I'll hide
closets sooth
old man's beard itches my neck
pinned and screaming I know it's going down
god the pain and yet
all I do is lay
numb and scared
no not scared
contempt
when the time cums
old man
you won't live longer than me
I'll hide
closets sooth
old man's beard itches my neck
pinned and screaming I know it's going down
god the pain and yet
all I do is lay
numb and scared
no not scared
contempt
when the time cums
old man
you won't live longer than me
Anonymous
How many poems are we allowed to submit?
Chiyo
Miss Chi
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Miss Chi
Tyrant of Words
19
Joined 20th Oct 2012Forum Posts: 891
Would be my question, too.
DaVinci101
GostWriter
Joined 25th Jan 2014
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GostWriter
Lost Thinker
Forum Posts: 5
yeah my secret...is dark
my secret... is deep
i thought forever my secret i will keep
but i was wrong
bounded to the chains of life feeling like king kong
life is like a song and we all just sing along
to the notes of despair
we all know that life is not mostly fair
but lets get back to the secrets wandering threw my mind
i wish i could grab the clock and... rewind
who knows what i'd find maybe the gun..
maybe the tracks of where i decided to run
maybe i can go back and pretend like i was never there
review the evidence and make sure there's non there
or maybe i should leave it as it is
i mean i was only a little kid
pulled the trigger cause i was scared
if you still don't know what my secret is
close your eyes and imagine a guy..
threatening your life
standing with dark clothes and in his hand he had knife
or was it a gun
screaming and yelling on all of us
till dad made a move that was uncalled for
two shots and daddy is on the floor
taking a swim in a blood pool
mommy was next...damn mom where was your bullet proof vest
i tried my best not to cry
i swear for a second i could see mommy and daddy's spirits go into the sky
i stood up and said leave me alone!!!!
GET OUT OF MY HOME!!!
you already took everything that i own
so he turned around
as he did there was no sound its like my life was on mute
after this dispute
the gun in his belt caught my eye
i decided to grab it cause in my head it was a good try
i did it raised the gun until i felt...ok
i asked the stranger say bye to mommy and dad
last thing he heard
was a bullet going threw his chest and those words
my secret... is deep
i thought forever my secret i will keep
but i was wrong
bounded to the chains of life feeling like king kong
life is like a song and we all just sing along
to the notes of despair
we all know that life is not mostly fair
but lets get back to the secrets wandering threw my mind
i wish i could grab the clock and... rewind
who knows what i'd find maybe the gun..
maybe the tracks of where i decided to run
maybe i can go back and pretend like i was never there
review the evidence and make sure there's non there
or maybe i should leave it as it is
i mean i was only a little kid
pulled the trigger cause i was scared
if you still don't know what my secret is
close your eyes and imagine a guy..
threatening your life
standing with dark clothes and in his hand he had knife
or was it a gun
screaming and yelling on all of us
till dad made a move that was uncalled for
two shots and daddy is on the floor
taking a swim in a blood pool
mommy was next...damn mom where was your bullet proof vest
i tried my best not to cry
i swear for a second i could see mommy and daddy's spirits go into the sky
i stood up and said leave me alone!!!!
GET OUT OF MY HOME!!!
you already took everything that i own
so he turned around
as he did there was no sound its like my life was on mute
after this dispute
the gun in his belt caught my eye
i decided to grab it cause in my head it was a good try
i did it raised the gun until i felt...ok
i asked the stranger say bye to mommy and dad
last thing he heard
was a bullet going threw his chest and those words
feenixfiles
Forum Posts: 466
Fire of Insight
4
Joined 14th July 2013Forum Posts: 466
Deep inside the crevices & labyrinths of my mind
Lair to the secrets you hope to uncover & find
The one's that catapult create cause commotion
Engaging all my elicit evasive elusive emotion
You wish one day to devoutly dissect
The lullaby's of my live wired life
The same one's I whisper when I sleep
Hidden entombed encapsulated inside deep
You will penetrate the depths of my eyes
Attempt to subterfuge all possible lies
Offer to entwine me, envelop me embrace
Together we will conquer the world we will face
I will become your pet project, experiment
The same someone you regretfully learn to resent
You will beg, you will shout, you will plead
Tell me you will evoke the epitome of my need
You will try tear down destroy my fences
Engage my heightened sonar like senses
Compile and offer me a whole set of new rules
Even providing efficient capable custom made tools
The gnawing need persists to know my story
All the pieces, parts in real GPS time glory
To facilitate, to map, mitigate and rationalize
Eradicate secrets, stories, entertain no surprise
You command, corner me, I recoil retreat react
I promised you no secrets and I told you no lies
We made no schoolyard spit or honorable blood pact
No till death do us part nor till one of us dies
............Tell me Truthfully..do you want my Secrets or Sex?
Lair to the secrets you hope to uncover & find
The one's that catapult create cause commotion
Engaging all my elicit evasive elusive emotion
You wish one day to devoutly dissect
The lullaby's of my live wired life
The same one's I whisper when I sleep
Hidden entombed encapsulated inside deep
You will penetrate the depths of my eyes
Attempt to subterfuge all possible lies
Offer to entwine me, envelop me embrace
Together we will conquer the world we will face
I will become your pet project, experiment
The same someone you regretfully learn to resent
You will beg, you will shout, you will plead
Tell me you will evoke the epitome of my need
You will try tear down destroy my fences
Engage my heightened sonar like senses
Compile and offer me a whole set of new rules
Even providing efficient capable custom made tools
The gnawing need persists to know my story
All the pieces, parts in real GPS time glory
To facilitate, to map, mitigate and rationalize
Eradicate secrets, stories, entertain no surprise
You command, corner me, I recoil retreat react
I promised you no secrets and I told you no lies
We made no schoolyard spit or honorable blood pact
No till death do us part nor till one of us dies
............Tell me Truthfully..do you want my Secrets or Sex?
opheliac
Forum Posts: 2122
Dangerous Mind
9
Joined 29th Aug 2009Forum Posts: 2122
(an oldie, it that's ok.)
this longing leaves me panting
as if breathing becomes a burden again
this longing leaves me panting
as if breathing becomes a burden again