Submissions by 13
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
its all a fluke... or just insanity.
SELF POEM
Published
13th Mar 2013 6:45am
13th Mar 2013 6:45am
To the fever who drained my strength (bukowski inspired)
I will not refrain from making this personal
You have dwelled in me long enough
To force my hand
This hand, that now, won't stop shaking
Because of you
Scribbling ink upon paper-
Smudged with sweat from my brow
Inside
The fires of your hell,
Outside
The tundra of your stare,
Rattle my brain
And from me you drain
My strength and my patience
I retain only adamancy
To rival your vexation
You, who have crippled me so
I pray you know, how much...
You have dwelled in me long enough
To force my hand
This hand, that now, won't stop shaking
Because of you
Scribbling ink upon paper-
Smudged with sweat from my brow
Inside
The fires of your hell,
Outside
The tundra of your stare,
Rattle my brain
And from me you drain
My strength and my patience
I retain only adamancy
To rival your vexation
You, who have crippled me so
I pray you know, how much...
1024 reads
19 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Mar 2013 7:45am
7th Mar 2013 7:45am
Heed
bow to the inverted
son of the deserted
heavy bares the cross
drudging seasons of loss
dimmer shadows than darkness casts
stain darker still for time is naught
till death becomes them
and those who do not
son of the deserted
heavy bares the cross
drudging seasons of loss
dimmer shadows than darkness casts
stain darker still for time is naught
till death becomes them
and those who do not
907 reads
4 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2013 2:15am
2nd Mar 2013 2:15am
Recycle
today is the first
I'll start from here
here, where nothing appears
yesterday was the third
when obligation crashed
and disposition screamed
tomorrow will be the second
if inhibitions boom
and expectations rise
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today I wasted a day
I drank and thought
kissed and fought
slept a lot
the sun was wrought
the color of grey
yesterday was when I died
my contention deserved glee
sadly, mistakes flourish in vanity
what did come, rhymed with misery
a folded...
I'll start from here
here, where nothing appears
yesterday was the third
when obligation crashed
and disposition screamed
tomorrow will be the second
if inhibitions boom
and expectations rise
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today I wasted a day
I drank and thought
kissed and fought
slept a lot
the sun was wrought
the color of grey
yesterday was when I died
my contention deserved glee
sadly, mistakes flourish in vanity
what did come, rhymed with misery
a folded...
721 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Feb 2013 00:13am
21st Feb 2013 00:13am
She wants me to write erotica
1532 reads
15 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Feb 2013 11:22am
13th Feb 2013 11:22am
Despair
-watching your desires pass you by
still believing you can achieve them
-calling you to the day of the show
only to cancel it in your face
-assuring you success with impeccable failure
-slaving for years to find
the tree of your fruits cut down
-promising commitment that doesn't involve you
-waking up to find your life as empty as your head
-then, asking yourself the purpose of this life
-destroying expectations that would spring new hope
-forced to give up your dreams for a life of mediocrity
-bound to a heart full of...
still believing you can achieve them
-calling you to the day of the show
only to cancel it in your face
-assuring you success with impeccable failure
-slaving for years to find
the tree of your fruits cut down
-promising commitment that doesn't involve you
-waking up to find your life as empty as your head
-then, asking yourself the purpose of this life
-destroying expectations that would spring new hope
-forced to give up your dreams for a life of mediocrity
-bound to a heart full of...
912 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2013 9:45am
22nd Jan 2013 9:45am
She
She is sweetness untasted
by the likes of the deserving
though for some
love is merely a mistake of judgement
until something better comes along
to subtly replace a misplaced heart.
She is forgiveness unfelt
a bleeding heart of amore
so they drink
and play and fall
until choice is lost
yielding to fatal attraction.
She is kindness unseen
not wounded love could defeat
from the bounty of the wasted
we count
moments until she turns sour
but she never does.
She is sanguine...
by the likes of the deserving
though for some
love is merely a mistake of judgement
until something better comes along
to subtly replace a misplaced heart.
She is forgiveness unfelt
a bleeding heart of amore
so they drink
and play and fall
until choice is lost
yielding to fatal attraction.
She is kindness unseen
not wounded love could defeat
from the bounty of the wasted
we count
moments until she turns sour
but she never does.
She is sanguine...
1236 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Nov 2012 7:47pm
10th Nov 2012 7:47pm
vagabond
Stillness lies fast here
this decaying remnant of discarded effort
home for broken backs and blistering feet
under searing skies and frozen stars
where preternatural guides await drifters
though not all the lost are those who wander.
this decaying remnant of discarded effort
home for broken backs and blistering feet
under searing skies and frozen stars
where preternatural guides await drifters
though not all the lost are those who wander.
853 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Nov 2012 7:26am
9th Nov 2012 7:26am
Garbage
If the streets could talk
they would not
for the gags in their mouths
came from our homes.
they would not
for the gags in their mouths
came from our homes.
817 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
8th Nov 2012 5:56am
8th Nov 2012 5:56am
Me
I am simply
the end result
of my intentions.
the end result
of my intentions.
1017 reads
6 Comments
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