Submissions by 13
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
its all a fluke... or just insanity.
ANGER POEM
Published
24th Aug 2013 10:54am
24th Aug 2013 10:54am
Something I read
To reiterate,
Words filling contagious information
into the keener ears of degenerate people
While elsewhere,
leaving scars deep enough
to catch rain water
that can’t be drunk
to soothe the uneasiness
A girl was raped the day before
GANGED - the headlines boisterously boasted
my fine countrymen on their best behavior,
I thought
It’s not a mystery how lightly
they take to such things here
the average pot smoker rots for 10 years
while the rapist gets 4 before he walks
...
Words filling contagious information
into the keener ears of degenerate people
While elsewhere,
leaving scars deep enough
to catch rain water
that can’t be drunk
to soothe the uneasiness
A girl was raped the day before
GANGED - the headlines boisterously boasted
my fine countrymen on their best behavior,
I thought
It’s not a mystery how lightly
they take to such things here
the average pot smoker rots for 10 years
while the rapist gets 4 before he walks
...
856 reads
7 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
13th Aug 2013 9:42pm
13th Aug 2013 9:42pm
Gb Ab Bb Cb Db Eb F Gb
You won't affect me,
I'm in control"
The words that stoked the embers
Long ago-
laziness, my wife
fucked it all over
and ambition, my father
abandoned his son
the dogma rewrote itself
before my brother, conviction
was convicted of capriciousness
-my family was lost
Death is a powerful thing
it's transcendence, one could say
and when the future dies
the present is lost in disarray
to think so lightly of the end
is foolish, arrogant, in fact
If a bastard wishes to die,
does he...
I'm in control"
The words that stoked the embers
Long ago-
laziness, my wife
fucked it all over
and ambition, my father
abandoned his son
the dogma rewrote itself
before my brother, conviction
was convicted of capriciousness
-my family was lost
Death is a powerful thing
it's transcendence, one could say
and when the future dies
the present is lost in disarray
to think so lightly of the end
is foolish, arrogant, in fact
If a bastard wishes to die,
does he...
1375 reads
13 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Aug 2013 3:53pm
6th Aug 2013 3:53pm
Heart
The darkest chasms hold
secrets of my soul
in the shape of my
coniferous cone
I lick your frivolous flames
douse them with my tongue
even so, you can't stay
in a wooden box anymore
You discarded mine for those
growing fondly around us
better shaped
unlike mine
When days were miracles
we carried our hearts
as trophies
Hearts fail and wither with the passing of time
Wishes, hopes, faith and love all wither together
But not this
coniferous cone
the shape of my heart
which...
secrets of my soul
in the shape of my
coniferous cone
I lick your frivolous flames
douse them with my tongue
even so, you can't stay
in a wooden box anymore
You discarded mine for those
growing fondly around us
better shaped
unlike mine
When days were miracles
we carried our hearts
as trophies
Hearts fail and wither with the passing of time
Wishes, hopes, faith and love all wither together
But not this
coniferous cone
the shape of my heart
which...
1073 reads
24 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th Jul 2013 7:46pm
16th Jul 2013 7:46pm
Sophism
I'll tell you why I don't deserve to win
because I really don't deserve to win
I am the alpha and omega of failure
seriously
because if I've won, it means that someone, who was actually supposed to win,
didn't
If you think that I am the king of losers then you are wrong
I lose even there
it's true, losers have champions
I'm not one of them
I am the key to my downfall
when clouds in summer pass by over head, it only rains on me
even in the company of others with me
this is the glory of my being,
to deposit...
because I really don't deserve to win
I am the alpha and omega of failure
seriously
because if I've won, it means that someone, who was actually supposed to win,
didn't
If you think that I am the king of losers then you are wrong
I lose even there
it's true, losers have champions
I'm not one of them
I am the key to my downfall
when clouds in summer pass by over head, it only rains on me
even in the company of others with me
this is the glory of my being,
to deposit...
1075 reads
26 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
1st Jul 2013 2:33pm
1st Jul 2013 2:33pm
Looking through the eyes of the eyes looking through
Her vision steeped before we crossed
but no more to ignite the eyes
losing track of what was behind, I didn't bother.
I carried concern on my chest, no boulders on my shoulders.
I parlayed with my self, negotiating control.
A small taste of freedom beckoned,
to feel and smell and crave the fancies I fancied.
Natural impulse, artificial dissolution.
A leading discourse to
dry this saturating boredom
with sponges more righteous than martyrs.
And burn these tears of impassive self pity
in the fires of a desert immolated. ...
but no more to ignite the eyes
losing track of what was behind, I didn't bother.
I carried concern on my chest, no boulders on my shoulders.
I parlayed with my self, negotiating control.
A small taste of freedom beckoned,
to feel and smell and crave the fancies I fancied.
Natural impulse, artificial dissolution.
A leading discourse to
dry this saturating boredom
with sponges more righteous than martyrs.
And burn these tears of impassive self pity
in the fires of a desert immolated. ...
978 reads
18 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Jun 2013 7:24pm
25th Jun 2013 7:24pm
Distraction
the time for wallowing has passed
there’s always a time for everything. we’re all but nothing
so watch me throw smiles upon frowns and mutate them erratically
wait for the ticking to stop, that means go.
go grab what little courage you have left and get ready to fight
to recover that lot you’ve lost; courage.
then go make jokes about the guy who’s always scared to stand up for himself
because he doesn’t know better and you know better than most.
Smartass
scratch that itch until you strike bone
excavating yourself is a good hobby, maybe...
there’s always a time for everything. we’re all but nothing
so watch me throw smiles upon frowns and mutate them erratically
wait for the ticking to stop, that means go.
go grab what little courage you have left and get ready to fight
to recover that lot you’ve lost; courage.
then go make jokes about the guy who’s always scared to stand up for himself
because he doesn’t know better and you know better than most.
Smartass
scratch that itch until you strike bone
excavating yourself is a good hobby, maybe...
947 reads
10 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jun 2013 2:57pm
18th Jun 2013 2:57pm
Emoting the rain
Fall, oh rain! why mock our pain?
suffocate and squirm with your laments
engulf this tortured earth and soothe its tantrums
we are nothing but obstacles in between
while you drift through turbulent times
we stomp and watch, anticipating your despair.
Cry for us again; we are parched
your tears, to sate; this anxious wait
seems eternal before the darkness,
the grey - saturating all light
paints your gloom; that's so like you,
still hiding the sun away.
Spying on the unaware, your amorphous eyes
glare and pinch a wail,...
suffocate and squirm with your laments
engulf this tortured earth and soothe its tantrums
we are nothing but obstacles in between
while you drift through turbulent times
we stomp and watch, anticipating your despair.
Cry for us again; we are parched
your tears, to sate; this anxious wait
seems eternal before the darkness,
the grey - saturating all light
paints your gloom; that's so like you,
still hiding the sun away.
Spying on the unaware, your amorphous eyes
glare and pinch a wail,...
1080 reads
18 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
11th Jun 2013 4:25pm
11th Jun 2013 4:25pm
The flow of things
I asked for success
disappointment came first
failure pursued close
so did the burdens of all my hopes
I've lost all sense in the things around me
mixing my hatred with apathy to slumber in pity
no bar girl's titty will construe this animosity
thrashing mad within the synapses of my mind
if in finding the light I will be saved,
then I will break every fucking bulb that glows
such a shame - wallowing for name
pain is the ultimate game
lets see who can take the most punishment
they place bets and take shots
they is the flow...
disappointment came first
failure pursued close
so did the burdens of all my hopes
I've lost all sense in the things around me
mixing my hatred with apathy to slumber in pity
no bar girl's titty will construe this animosity
thrashing mad within the synapses of my mind
if in finding the light I will be saved,
then I will break every fucking bulb that glows
such a shame - wallowing for name
pain is the ultimate game
lets see who can take the most punishment
they place bets and take shots
they is the flow...
1166 reads
25 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Jun 2013 8:47pm
8th Jun 2013 8:47pm
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1347 reads
20 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
31st May 2013 11:32am
31st May 2013 11:32am
8th circle of hell
I am a waste of life
life is wasted on me
they called me friend
yet I would see them bend
break their rules and heads
for someone who wets the bed
in the midst of chaos I lose their grip
this hand from left excuses me a slip
oh sweet pain! you return at last
I like to bleed
the sear of a wound
dripping crimson ink
lightens the burden
absolves my guilt
or so I feel it drain
my sins silently, along with memories
under showers where no one will see
I lie still, remembering why
it makes perfect sense in...
life is wasted on me
they called me friend
yet I would see them bend
break their rules and heads
for someone who wets the bed
in the midst of chaos I lose their grip
this hand from left excuses me a slip
oh sweet pain! you return at last
I like to bleed
the sear of a wound
dripping crimson ink
lightens the burden
absolves my guilt
or so I feel it drain
my sins silently, along with memories
under showers where no one will see
I lie still, remembering why
it makes perfect sense in...
1113 reads
14 Comments
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