Submissions by APissPoorShaman (Ryszard)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Every day I have the same argument in my head. The little devil sitting on my shoulder does this wild end zone dance when he wins, the angel on the other shoulder just gives a little prayer, so sometimes I go with the devil just to see the dance.
Black Sun
What worth my prose
the sum and total supposed
of a life soon foreclosed
an existence freely chose
Hating conformity
revolted by mediocrity
sickened by sanitized society
I renounce my humanity
Always seeking...
a new way of seeing
finding life through death
in an endless dance
of chaotic expanse
What coins are paid
spiritual wealth weighed
and guidance prayed
at the end of days
A black sun grown
as all our sins are known
the dead shall inherit the earth
in a time of...
the sum and total supposed
of a life soon foreclosed
an existence freely chose
Hating conformity
revolted by mediocrity
sickened by sanitized society
I renounce my humanity
Always seeking...
a new way of seeing
finding life through death
in an endless dance
of chaotic expanse
What coins are paid
spiritual wealth weighed
and guidance prayed
at the end of days
A black sun grown
as all our sins are known
the dead shall inherit the earth
in a time of...
#faith
#rebirth
#fate
#redemption
#philosophical
377 reads
3 Comments
Finding a Way back Home
sunlight plays across the wings of a dragonfly,
shattering light in a thousands rays of laughter
My spirit drifting on the breath of fate,
seeking the beating heart of faith
I am the tree, the sunlight, and the meadow,
I am the dragonfly shattering the sunlight into joy,
I am the journey that we left behind ...
shattering light in a thousands rays of laughter
My spirit drifting on the breath of fate,
seeking the beating heart of faith
I am the tree, the sunlight, and the meadow,
I am the dragonfly shattering the sunlight into joy,
I am the journey that we left behind ...
#faith
#rebirth
#fate
#redemption
#philosophical
475 reads
2 Comments
A Love Letter
Drawn to your light,
I am pulled into shadows
by a darkness laying dormant in my soul
I'm slowly possessed by my desires,
and trapped by haunting visions of fire
A world now opens for my soul
of an immense blue sea,
directionless in ecstasy ...
I am pulled into shadows
by a darkness laying dormant in my soul
I'm slowly possessed by my desires,
and trapped by haunting visions of fire
A world now opens for my soul
of an immense blue sea,
directionless in ecstasy ...
#happiness
#love
#BDSM
#passion
#obsession
925 reads
5 Comments
Saving Grace
Do bones feel pain,
as they grind themselves to powder
from deep within our graves?
Do our souls burn in hellfire,
paying for the sins
that have been paid for once before?
Worms are eating our desires,
feeding on the souls we cast aside
Seeking love of our mirror image, ...
as they grind themselves to powder
from deep within our graves?
Do our souls burn in hellfire,
paying for the sins
that have been paid for once before?
Worms are eating our desires,
feeding on the souls we cast aside
Seeking love of our mirror image, ...
#sadness
#hope
#redemption #despair
#redemption #despair
459 reads
5 Comments
Do You Hear
do you hear the music
in these words
the melody in phases
each word a note
on an ethereal major scale
stanzas become movements
the symphony of poetry
discordant or pure
music to my ears
I sing you a love song
hidden inside this poem
the ink my heart
the quill my bones
the rhythm and rhyme in time
with the pulsing of my blood
do you hear the music
and all my love
deep within my prose
in these words
the melody in phases
each word a note
on an ethereal major scale
stanzas become movements
the symphony of poetry
discordant or pure
music to my ears
I sing you a love song
hidden inside this poem
the ink my heart
the quill my bones
the rhythm and rhyme in time
with the pulsing of my blood
do you hear the music
and all my love
deep within my prose
#love
#music
#lyrics #WritingPoetry
#lyrics #WritingPoetry
585 reads
6 Comments
The ankles bones connected to the shin bones
what a phenomenon
the beauty of our skeleton
built of shapely bone
though not alone
but with ligaments bound
our scaffolding wound
with muscles and flesh
we are so shapely dressed
just think of the mess
as we ooze across the floor
without our calcium core
so thank our lucky stars
that we can play our guitars
and we don't play like amoebas
within sports arenas
the beauty of our skeleton
built of shapely bone
though not alone
but with ligaments bound
our scaffolding wound
with muscles and flesh
we are so shapely dressed
just think of the mess
as we ooze across the floor
without our calcium core
so thank our lucky stars
that we can play our guitars
and we don't play like amoebas
within sports arenas
#Halloween
288 reads
4 Comments
Wakening Dreams
Within the flowing movements of a living poem are dreams created to awaken the soul
#rebirth
#SelfDiscovery
401 reads
2 Comments
Driftwood
drifting on the seas of fate
tossed by storms
but free of hate
I am carried by the tides
seeking a future that hides
in crashing waves
as riptides enslave
looking for a direction home
that's lost within this poem
but once there was a map
a treasured scrap
drawn with a loving hand
and a compass to command
that pointed toward your heart
but the compass broke with my soul
an agonizing toll
and the map had warned
"there be...
tossed by storms
but free of hate
I am carried by the tides
seeking a future that hides
in crashing waves
as riptides enslave
looking for a direction home
that's lost within this poem
but once there was a map
a treasured scrap
drawn with a loving hand
and a compass to command
that pointed toward your heart
but the compass broke with my soul
an agonizing toll
and the map had warned
"there be...
#love
#sea
#beach
#sky
#fate
483 reads
9 Comments
The addiction
Mesmerizing power
a pulsing
beguiling flame
imbued with love and danger
an elemental being of desire
cursed
that she would burn
what she yearns to caress
a force of nature
an addiction
living to near the pyre
for brief moments bathed in fire
so eyes wide open
I hold the matchbox
as you strike the flame
to burn with you
I succumb
and damn my soul in ecstasy and desire
but you could have waited
for an...
a pulsing
beguiling flame
imbued with love and danger
an elemental being of desire
cursed
that she would burn
what she yearns to caress
a force of nature
an addiction
living to near the pyre
for brief moments bathed in fire
so eyes wide open
I hold the matchbox
as you strike the flame
to burn with you
I succumb
and damn my soul in ecstasy and desire
but you could have waited
for an...
#temptation
#passion
#obsession
370 reads
3 Comments
A feral madness
dreams creeping in the night
dark
insistent
hiding from the light
shadows holding us in thrall
wicked fantasies
degrading or sublime
watching as humanity falls
trading souls
for erogenous holes
bathed in momentary flame
denying love
for erotic brutality
seeking purity in pain
freeing souls from quivering flesh
soaring
on wings twisted and torn
seeking the eternal fire
and transcendence of the whip
oh how I cry
as I look into your eyes
finding only an animal inside
a feral madness ...
dark
insistent
hiding from the light
shadows holding us in thrall
wicked fantasies
degrading or sublime
watching as humanity falls
trading souls
for erogenous holes
bathed in momentary flame
denying love
for erotic brutality
seeking purity in pain
freeing souls from quivering flesh
soaring
on wings twisted and torn
seeking the eternal fire
and transcendence of the whip
oh how I cry
as I look into your eyes
finding only an animal inside
a feral madness ...
#erotic
#BDSM
#orgasm
358 reads
4 Comments
Flames burn Blue
Setting fire is her thing,
and not some juvenile fling,
but a deep unspoken yearning,
to watch desires burning.
Within the flame's loving caress,
a soul's purpose does coalesce,
setting the inferno free,
fills her spirit with glee,
too late the warning to flee
The kindling of my the soul ignites
I soar above the flames in flite
rising from the pyre,
a phoenix reborn inspired,
a souls purpose is acquired
setting fire is now my...
and not some juvenile fling,
but a deep unspoken yearning,
to watch desires burning.
Within the flame's loving caress,
a soul's purpose does coalesce,
setting the inferno free,
fills her spirit with glee,
too late the warning to flee
The kindling of my the soul ignites
I soar above the flames in flite
rising from the pyre,
a phoenix reborn inspired,
a souls purpose is acquired
setting fire is now my...
#fire
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfDiscovery
394 reads
4 Comments
Bloody Tears
My heart left in the night,
the gaping hole in my soul,
a horrifying fright.
A thousand times I ask "why"
of the simple letter saying "bye".
Can I cry without a heart,
or are those my bloody tears,
masquerading as my fears,
raining down from arteries,
or is it just pissing mockeries.
Are you treating my heart well
or like Pavlov's dog ringing a bell.
I wish I could have said .......
or that I did not feel so dead,
I thought we were ....
but it is all such a painful blur. ...
the gaping hole in my soul,
a horrifying fright.
A thousand times I ask "why"
of the simple letter saying "bye".
Can I cry without a heart,
or are those my bloody tears,
masquerading as my fears,
raining down from arteries,
or is it just pissing mockeries.
Are you treating my heart well
or like Pavlov's dog ringing a bell.
I wish I could have said .......
or that I did not feel so dead,
I thought we were ....
but it is all such a painful blur. ...
#rejection
#heartbroken
#confusion
#despair
#FeelingLost
438 reads
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