Submissions by 13
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
its all a fluke... or just insanity.
Humility in Sepia
resting upon my crest
a shallow hopeless soul
with shame that resonates
with pain I call my own
no man would understand
no love could ever hold
falling to pieces fast
this shattered empty hole
have dreams that gone awry
shed skin for tears of gold
this heart is worthless now
in bloom and yet so old
through pictures I relate
nostalgia creeping in
reliving countless pasts
denying endless sins
true self is holy now
you are a fruitless whim
the longest hours pass
this mind is empty still
the gremlins...
a shallow hopeless soul
with shame that resonates
with pain I call my own
no man would understand
no love could ever hold
falling to pieces fast
this shattered empty hole
have dreams that gone awry
shed skin for tears of gold
this heart is worthless now
in bloom and yet so old
through pictures I relate
nostalgia creeping in
reliving countless pasts
denying endless sins
true self is holy now
you are a fruitless whim
the longest hours pass
this mind is empty still
the gremlins...
921 reads
8 Comments
Angel of Hope
gazing through her empty lifeless eyes
upon the crimson sun before it dies
her shadow wanes so ever softly now
leaving her alone inside her mind
crying to the sky, conjure darkness light
wailing in her sorrow, failing might
the night is relentless here
maddening silence, it endears
never will she be, alive or free
trapped forever in her frozen life
pleading death she writhes
broken soul she hides
immortal are her fears
knowing no hate no sin
she hails from a land of fairytales
an angel of the river of hope...
upon the crimson sun before it dies
her shadow wanes so ever softly now
leaving her alone inside her mind
crying to the sky, conjure darkness light
wailing in her sorrow, failing might
the night is relentless here
maddening silence, it endears
never will she be, alive or free
trapped forever in her frozen life
pleading death she writhes
broken soul she hides
immortal are her fears
knowing no hate no sin
she hails from a land of fairytales
an angel of the river of hope...
1005 reads
11 Comments
Possession (read comments)
I have you
where you do not want to be.
What can I hope to keep
with my body
that would not stay for my mind.
Chronicles of sepia and grainy
black and white.
Stowed away in my closet
Under shameful panties
too big bras.
Lies a time that did not know puberty
The texture of breasts no more
than soft white fluid
air in a balloon
deflate.
I could show you this.
Crossroads jammed
with yellow buses.
Street hawkers selling me lunch.
A small structure rises...
where you do not want to be.
What can I hope to keep
with my body
that would not stay for my mind.
Chronicles of sepia and grainy
black and white.
Stowed away in my closet
Under shameful panties
too big bras.
Lies a time that did not know puberty
The texture of breasts no more
than soft white fluid
air in a balloon
deflate.
I could show you this.
Crossroads jammed
with yellow buses.
Street hawkers selling me lunch.
A small structure rises...
1996 reads
5 Comments
Debauchery
1607 reads
8 Comments
The Dream
I've seen a dream
with my eyes open
of my death, in crimson dusk
in violet rage.
On a rod of iron
my carcass decays
mirrored visions
in twisted delay
ravens flocking
they've come to pray
and rip and feast
as vultures glare.
The sky ignites
an angel appears
A red dot glows
not far from here
engulfed in black
biting my skin
the mountains behind
have fallen grim.
A heavy fog invades
the sounds of the supper
inhumane
orange they glow
in velvet silk
screaming...
with my eyes open
of my death, in crimson dusk
in violet rage.
On a rod of iron
my carcass decays
mirrored visions
in twisted delay
ravens flocking
they've come to pray
and rip and feast
as vultures glare.
The sky ignites
an angel appears
A red dot glows
not far from here
engulfed in black
biting my skin
the mountains behind
have fallen grim.
A heavy fog invades
the sounds of the supper
inhumane
orange they glow
in velvet silk
screaming...
1051 reads
6 Comments
Reflection torn
Looks that kill lay silent still, not who you used to be
Deceiving eyes, a heart of thrill, what a lie it was to me
Shallow are you to feel this way, your words seem like poison now
Lost to loneliness and dismal perversion, faces that scream no sound.
You sold yourself, to a world of hate
And you thrive on the sin of your weaknesses
A slave to your pleasure, your need to be great
No love can satisfy your hunger.
I see you now, a lifeless corpse, so desperate and forlorn
Waking up to an unfaithful day, a one night stand so worn
Never...
Deceiving eyes, a heart of thrill, what a lie it was to me
Shallow are you to feel this way, your words seem like poison now
Lost to loneliness and dismal perversion, faces that scream no sound.
You sold yourself, to a world of hate
And you thrive on the sin of your weaknesses
A slave to your pleasure, your need to be great
No love can satisfy your hunger.
I see you now, a lifeless corpse, so desperate and forlorn
Waking up to an unfaithful day, a one night stand so worn
Never...
1013 reads
6 Comments
The lost miracle
No way am I gonna get through this one.
I cut it too close this time.
I'm out.
My time's up.
I've been shot, right in the chest,
and it feels like its been ages since I've been alive.
The crowds gather, people are in shock,
whispers all around, tears share it's sound.
Tears? No way... More like smugs...
They all want me dead.
All the trouble I've caused, I knew this was inevitable.
The assassination of me.
Congratulations ME,
You got your ticket out of here.
But wait, Why am I feeling better?
I'm not high or...
I cut it too close this time.
I'm out.
My time's up.
I've been shot, right in the chest,
and it feels like its been ages since I've been alive.
The crowds gather, people are in shock,
whispers all around, tears share it's sound.
Tears? No way... More like smugs...
They all want me dead.
All the trouble I've caused, I knew this was inevitable.
The assassination of me.
Congratulations ME,
You got your ticket out of here.
But wait, Why am I feeling better?
I'm not high or...
848 reads
4 Comments
One Trippy Night...
I awoke in shock.
But the funny thing was, I never went to sleep.
What trickery is this? What illusion?
Time hasn't passed. So why were my eyes closed?
Were they even closed? I can't tell.
Why can't I tell?!
Lets rewind to an half hour ago.
I was normal.
Pretty normal.
Okay! Almost normal. Geez!
Anyway, so I linger back forth,
nervous in my approach, across the room,
thinking about what's going to happen.
It was such a small chunk of cellulose and fiber.
Tasteless, numb.
Secretly bleeding its sins on...
But the funny thing was, I never went to sleep.
What trickery is this? What illusion?
Time hasn't passed. So why were my eyes closed?
Were they even closed? I can't tell.
Why can't I tell?!
Lets rewind to an half hour ago.
I was normal.
Pretty normal.
Okay! Almost normal. Geez!
Anyway, so I linger back forth,
nervous in my approach, across the room,
thinking about what's going to happen.
It was such a small chunk of cellulose and fiber.
Tasteless, numb.
Secretly bleeding its sins on...
5153 reads
12 Comments
Foreplay
naked she lies
wanting to kill
clumsy disguise
violent still
father lay your hand upon me
shield me from all sin
confine me in my asylum
trap doors leading to temptation
latex and lace
picture my disgrace
gnarling and moaning
body without a face
treading waters of confusion
depressing delight
her twisted embrace
so cold not unlike a snake
father lay your hand upon me
like a messenger of grace
swoop me up in your black wings
drown me in shame
for what?
a taste of the darkest desire...
wanting to kill
clumsy disguise
violent still
father lay your hand upon me
shield me from all sin
confine me in my asylum
trap doors leading to temptation
latex and lace
picture my disgrace
gnarling and moaning
body without a face
treading waters of confusion
depressing delight
her twisted embrace
so cold not unlike a snake
father lay your hand upon me
like a messenger of grace
swoop me up in your black wings
drown me in shame
for what?
a taste of the darkest desire...
1023 reads
4 Comments
Cigarette
Give me a ruse, give me a need
such trifling desires are reserved for the weak
I'll be weak for you
I'll sell my soul to feel you in me
You're an enigma
your Venomous leaves, your putrid embrace
your beacon ignites glowing like fire
revitalizing
rivet me in your bluish gray mist
you bring order to chaos
you spring hope in devastated hearts
sweet soldier of death you! Never leave me
your tests I will stand, your torture I can't resist
My best friend
my worst enemy
innocence in disguise
humble and kind ...
such trifling desires are reserved for the weak
I'll be weak for you
I'll sell my soul to feel you in me
You're an enigma
your Venomous leaves, your putrid embrace
your beacon ignites glowing like fire
revitalizing
rivet me in your bluish gray mist
you bring order to chaos
you spring hope in devastated hearts
sweet soldier of death you! Never leave me
your tests I will stand, your torture I can't resist
My best friend
my worst enemy
innocence in disguise
humble and kind ...
1195 reads
9 Comments
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