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MalcolmG
Poem Published
Today 2:24am
Today 2:24am
Our Dreams Beyond Stars...
There is a difference between this and those dreams,
Those tangled thoughts, where reason redeems.
Born from hours of pondering while awake,
Confused dreams that no true path take,
Mere whispers of the mind’s own schemes.
Indeed, much of what the dreamer sees,
Is but the echo of waking pleas.
A fleeting shadow of earthly care,
A mimicry of what we bear,
Such dreams dissolve like morning breeze.
And yet, there lies a darker stream,
Where Satan seeds his false dream scheme.
Twisting the soul with meanings profane,
A...
Those tangled thoughts, where reason redeems.
Born from hours of pondering while awake,
Confused dreams that no true path take,
Mere whispers of the mind’s own schemes.
Indeed, much of what the dreamer sees,
Is but the echo of waking pleas.
A fleeting shadow of earthly care,
A mimicry of what we bear,
Such dreams dissolve like morning breeze.
And yet, there lies a darker stream,
Where Satan seeds his false dream scheme.
Twisting the soul with meanings profane,
A...
#dreams
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 10:47pm
14th Dec 2024 10:47pm
The Rhythms of War ...
Our leaders tell us war can be avoided,
but the past says different,
these leaders say wisdom will guide trembling hands, but where was this guidance previously?
hovering over the nuclear switch,
While the weight of our history presses heavy against the future,
a script we've read before,
tattered and frayed at the edges, blood-stained in the middle,
lives lost without pause.
These mighty Empires begin to fall and decline not with dignity,
but with the echoes and shouts of the desperate,
As they clutch at the last fragments of their...
but the past says different,
these leaders say wisdom will guide trembling hands, but where was this guidance previously?
hovering over the nuclear switch,
While the weight of our history presses heavy against the future,
a script we've read before,
tattered and frayed at the edges, blood-stained in the middle,
lives lost without pause.
These mighty Empires begin to fall and decline not with dignity,
but with the echoes and shouts of the desperate,
As they clutch at the last fragments of their...
#LifeChangingMoment
#war
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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 2:06am
14th Dec 2024 2:06am
Ringside
Tracy takes me to Ringside Steakhouse the day before my birthday
We get our entrees at 9:30 PM.
I've flown from Phoenix to Portland
Spent Thanksgiving with my sister
Then taken the train to Tacoma to visit old friends
By the time a bus gets me back to Portland, it's late and I'm not very hungry
I haven't seen Tracy in 14 years
and it's only the second time seeing him in almost twenty
He's not on social media, so I didn't know how to age him in my mind
I never thought of him as fat,
but he's lost something like 50 pounds
and...
We get our entrees at 9:30 PM.
I've flown from Phoenix to Portland
Spent Thanksgiving with my sister
Then taken the train to Tacoma to visit old friends
By the time a bus gets me back to Portland, it's late and I'm not very hungry
I haven't seen Tracy in 14 years
and it's only the second time seeing him in almost twenty
He's not on social media, so I didn't know how to age him in my mind
I never thought of him as fat,
but he's lost something like 50 pounds
and...
#aging
#boyfriend
#travel
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darkcloud68
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 7:33am
13th Dec 2024 7:33am
Life Babbling
Life is a grand design, of shades of colors. A multitude of emotions., reality and illusion knowing, believing and confusion.
Sweet sodas and bitter lemonade. Faceless masks and wayward words and wagging tongues. So many characteristics I know many people, yet I don't really know anyone.
Anything done can be undone. A bad day could be come a new one. I heard of a new moon. But never a new sun.
Words are sometimes a mouth full of marbles. Well falsehoods are widely accepted, yet the truth is hard to swallow. What you see today, You may not see tomorrow . ...
Sweet sodas and bitter lemonade. Faceless masks and wayward words and wagging tongues. So many characteristics I know many people, yet I don't really know anyone.
Anything done can be undone. A bad day could be come a new one. I heard of a new moon. But never a new sun.
Words are sometimes a mouth full of marbles. Well falsehoods are widely accepted, yet the truth is hard to swallow. What you see today, You may not see tomorrow . ...
#LifeChangingMoment
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 8:56pm
12th Dec 2024 8:56pm
Mirror of Thought ...
Beneath an ancient, gnarled oak I sit,
Reflection caught where waters flit.
Solitude cradles thoughts that weave,
A dance of dark and light to cleave.
“What is virtue?” I beseech the breeze,
“And what is vice that tempts and teases?”
Mortal laws seem brittle, vain,
Molded by the hands of gain.
Eyes close to conjure a shadowed man,
Stealing for love, a desperate plan.
To nourish kin, he breaks decree
Where lies the wickedness in need?
Does virtue wear a crown of thorns?
Is sin the harvest justice...
Reflection caught where waters flit.
Solitude cradles thoughts that weave,
A dance of dark and light to cleave.
“What is virtue?” I beseech the breeze,
“And what is vice that tempts and teases?”
Mortal laws seem brittle, vain,
Molded by the hands of gain.
Eyes close to conjure a shadowed man,
Stealing for love, a desperate plan.
To nourish kin, he breaks decree
Where lies the wickedness in need?
Does virtue wear a crown of thorns?
Is sin the harvest justice...
#morality
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 3:06pm
12th Dec 2024 3:06pm
Why not be honest
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️. For sure I would like to tell a real life story of the deepness, that does happen sometimes in life. 🙏 For sure what I have to say will really blow your mind. 🧠 FOR sure let the story teller begin, now sit back and try to understand 🤨wholeheartedly what I'm about to say to you 🤔 There will come a time in each of our lives, something will have a profound affect upon you in ways, that you will never truly understand or imagine. 🤨 Now let's begin from the beginning...
#abuse
#despair
#FeelingLost
#sadness
#secrets
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 10:18pm
10th Dec 2024 10:18pm
Sticky
There’s a girl with a hunger, a wild little spark,
She craves something sticky, leaves her mark in the dark.
She’s got a grin, got a gleam, like she’s caught in a sin,
Warm sweetness dripping, running down her chin.
Oh, she doesn’t care where it lands,
Let it drip, let it stick, running over her hands.
She’s a fire, she’s a mess, but she’s free,
And her voice rises up, calling desperately:
"I want it like this, give me it warm,
Let it be sticky, let it storm!
On my skin, in my hair,
I don’t care, I don’t care! ...
She craves something sticky, leaves her mark in the dark.
She’s got a grin, got a gleam, like she’s caught in a sin,
Warm sweetness dripping, running down her chin.
Oh, she doesn’t care where it lands,
Let it drip, let it stick, running over her hands.
She’s a fire, she’s a mess, but she’s free,
And her voice rises up, calling desperately:
"I want it like this, give me it warm,
Let it be sticky, let it storm!
On my skin, in my hair,
I don’t care, I don’t care! ...
#erotic
#lust
#sex
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 8:18pm
10th Dec 2024 8:18pm
Spaceship Satellite
Spaceship Satellite
Can you here me
La la la la..
Losing control like
La la la la
I make music to feed souls
And fill holes.
Spaceship to ground control
Do you see me out in the distance?
Floating out here, there ain't no resistance.
Climbing to the top of my thoughts,
Broadcasting them from my spaceship satellite.
I'm up here alone,
But it sure feels nice.
I'm floating home,
Just roaming right.
Inside my starship interior
Real feelings,
Ain't none inferior.
Will...
Can you here me
La la la la..
Losing control like
La la la la
I make music to feed souls
And fill holes.
Spaceship to ground control
Do you see me out in the distance?
Floating out here, there ain't no resistance.
Climbing to the top of my thoughts,
Broadcasting them from my spaceship satellite.
I'm up here alone,
But it sure feels nice.
I'm floating home,
Just roaming right.
Inside my starship interior
Real feelings,
Ain't none inferior.
Will...
#freedom
#LifeChangingMoment
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 5:16am
9th Dec 2024 5:16am
Cut Ya Out ..
All these years, I let you hurt me,
We both made decisions, but you blame me.
Maybe grow up and take some blame.
It’s a shame, you just wanted to play,
With fire, now you’re burning today.
We could have had so much more,
Forbidden fruits will cost their name.
Call yourself a friend, but you knew the score,
It takes two to dance; you knew what’s in store.
When the world crumbled, you blamed me,
Maybe take some responsibility.
This time I'm walking away
...
We both made decisions, but you blame me.
Maybe grow up and take some blame.
It’s a shame, you just wanted to play,
With fire, now you’re burning today.
We could have had so much more,
Forbidden fruits will cost their name.
Call yourself a friend, but you knew the score,
It takes two to dance; you knew what’s in store.
When the world crumbled, you blamed me,
Maybe take some responsibility.
This time I'm walking away
...
#breakup
#heartbroken
#love
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1 Comment
MalcolmG
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 2:52pm
8th Dec 2024 2:52pm
The Woken Grey's...
I woke up dead this morning. The sky was grey, the birds' song didn’t fetch my ear. The sun was there, but I ignored it. The grass was green, but would it have mattered if it were blue? The air was crisp, yet it still smelled of shattered dreams and broken promises.
I looked out onto the wondrous cities nestled between mountains and sky, and all I could see were ants moving to the beat of their own drum—a beat heard by one, though sung by many. I knew it was Sunday, the beginning of another week and the end of the last.
Is this not what life is? A series of short stops...
I looked out onto the wondrous cities nestled between mountains and sky, and all I could see were ants moving to the beat of their own drum—a beat heard by one, though sung by many. I knew it was Sunday, the beginning of another week and the end of the last.
Is this not what life is? A series of short stops...
#LifeStruggles
#love
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 5:17am
7th Dec 2024 5:17am
It's Not Gold
Love’s a loaded gun, aimed at my chest,
Pull the trigger, baby, you’re the best.
A kiss like cyanide, sweet to the taste,
But your promises just go to waste.
Your petals fell off, a rose turned to dust,
And I’m choking on the ashes of misplaced trust.
It’s not gold, it’s just lead,
A bullet in the head when I’m feeling dead.
A heart full of holes where nobody knows,
Sinking in the silence, where the story froze.
A silent movie where the actors forgot,
How to love, how to feel, how to give what they’ve got. ...
Pull the trigger, baby, you’re the best.
A kiss like cyanide, sweet to the taste,
But your promises just go to waste.
Your petals fell off, a rose turned to dust,
And I’m choking on the ashes of misplaced trust.
It’s not gold, it’s just lead,
A bullet in the head when I’m feeling dead.
A heart full of holes where nobody knows,
Sinking in the silence, where the story froze.
A silent movie where the actors forgot,
How to love, how to feel, how to give what they’ve got. ...
#hurt
#love
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
6th Dec 2024 9:09pm
6th Dec 2024 9:09pm
A Clovers View...
I am alone and just one, a clover low, upon this quiet plain,
My leaves wave gently, a simple emerald hue, drinking sunlight, dew, and rain.
Around me blooms of white and pink nestle, like kin, their beauty shows off to all,
We sway as soft whispers of the wind that teach us where to grow, showing us how to be strong and to survive against life's breath.
Above, the larks and sparrows sing, their melodies unfold, lingering sounds to the earth,
And I, a humble clover here, watch heaven’s songs retold as white clouds dance upon the blue skies.
The dandelions...
My leaves wave gently, a simple emerald hue, drinking sunlight, dew, and rain.
Around me blooms of white and pink nestle, like kin, their beauty shows off to all,
We sway as soft whispers of the wind that teach us where to grow, showing us how to be strong and to survive against life's breath.
Above, the larks and sparrows sing, their melodies unfold, lingering sounds to the earth,
And I, a humble clover here, watch heaven’s songs retold as white clouds dance upon the blue skies.
The dandelions...
#beauty
#LifeStruggles
#metaphor #nature
#metaphor #nature
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