Submissions by AdamAmor (Adam Amor)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A World Traveling Adventurist Who Enjoys Exploring The More Experiment Sides of this Experience called Life. Author of Multiple #1 Best Selling Poetry Books ∆
DRUGS POEM
Published
20th Dec 2013 8:48am
20th Dec 2013 8:48am
Benders & Bangers
Benders & Bangers
On a bender,
wrote a banger,
a never ender,
perfect stranger,
up for a few days,
I found a few ways,
to express myself,
no rest my health,
still fine,
so let's get high,
we'll find,
an exit my,
mind is speeding fast now,
trying not to crash, how,
one way down a one way track,
looking ahead, no looking back,
lean into the curves,
avoid obstacles, swerve,
adrenaline rush,
audience hush,
inspiration comes in waves,
all too much,
a tingling touch, ...
On a bender,
wrote a banger,
a never ender,
perfect stranger,
up for a few days,
I found a few ways,
to express myself,
no rest my health,
still fine,
so let's get high,
we'll find,
an exit my,
mind is speeding fast now,
trying not to crash, how,
one way down a one way track,
looking ahead, no looking back,
lean into the curves,
avoid obstacles, swerve,
adrenaline rush,
audience hush,
inspiration comes in waves,
all too much,
a tingling touch, ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Dec 2013 12:56pm
18th Dec 2013 12:56pm
A Wonderful Conspiracy
A Wonderful Conspiracy Theory
You ever wonder why there's an eye,
in a pyramid on the back of the dollar bill,
why you think they're called secret societies?
Because they're secret, just ask Churchill,
Winston,
Princeton,
Harvard and Yale,
Skull & Crossbones,
do crimes, no jail,
obey the code, keep the secrets,
Secret societies stay secret,
That's why you can't prove they exist,
and if you try,
you'll appear on The List,
then disappear in mystery,
check the recent history,
coded words and secret handshakes,
oh...
You ever wonder why there's an eye,
in a pyramid on the back of the dollar bill,
why you think they're called secret societies?
Because they're secret, just ask Churchill,
Winston,
Princeton,
Harvard and Yale,
Skull & Crossbones,
do crimes, no jail,
obey the code, keep the secrets,
Secret societies stay secret,
That's why you can't prove they exist,
and if you try,
you'll appear on The List,
then disappear in mystery,
check the recent history,
coded words and secret handshakes,
oh...
682 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Dec 2013 5:33pm
15th Dec 2013 5:33pm
Whirlwinds & Currents
Whirlwinds & Currents
Impatient,
I'm pacing,
I'm stationed,
yet racing,
caught up in a whirlwind,
currents pull,
undertow,
takes away with my girlfriend,
I swim in vain,
through the pain,
attempt to rescue my girlfriend,
ocean is rough,
storms rolling in,
she's caught up in the currents,
I see her waving,
beyond the waves,
now nothing is for certain,
as the hours,
turn to days,
conditions they have worsened,
and yes, her soul,
I'd love to save,
but she's gone, so I'm cursin',
the world,...
Impatient,
I'm pacing,
I'm stationed,
yet racing,
caught up in a whirlwind,
currents pull,
undertow,
takes away with my girlfriend,
I swim in vain,
through the pain,
attempt to rescue my girlfriend,
ocean is rough,
storms rolling in,
she's caught up in the currents,
I see her waving,
beyond the waves,
now nothing is for certain,
as the hours,
turn to days,
conditions they have worsened,
and yes, her soul,
I'd love to save,
but she's gone, so I'm cursin',
the world,...
571 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Dec 2013 5:31pm
15th Dec 2013 5:31pm
21st. Century Romance
21st. Century Romance
Smoke in the air, music on blast,
what a long shadow, society casts,
from Coca-Cola to Marlboro,
super-sized Superheroes,
bigger, louder, faster, more,
more souls to feed the jaws of war,
more blood, more sweat, more tears,
more propaganda, to create more fears,
so I need to smoke, just to relax,
from Uncle Sam, and all of his tax,
so light the joint, they have yet to tax weed,
turn up the volume, get amped on E,
then relax with Valuim, take one for me,
there are drugs for the highs, for the lows,...
Smoke in the air, music on blast,
what a long shadow, society casts,
from Coca-Cola to Marlboro,
super-sized Superheroes,
bigger, louder, faster, more,
more souls to feed the jaws of war,
more blood, more sweat, more tears,
more propaganda, to create more fears,
so I need to smoke, just to relax,
from Uncle Sam, and all of his tax,
so light the joint, they have yet to tax weed,
turn up the volume, get amped on E,
then relax with Valuim, take one for me,
there are drugs for the highs, for the lows,...
627 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Dec 2013 9:24am
15th Dec 2013 9:24am
You Invite Me But I Won't Come In
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Dec 2013 5:33pm
14th Dec 2013 5:33pm
Breaking Up
We make up,
just to break up,
maybe I'm fucked up,
but at least I'm better than these fake fucks,
for real though,
I never held back what I felt,
and neither did you,
but I can't let my heart melt,
from the flames you threw, I'm through,
your crying outside,
I'm dying inside,
but that's what happens when two souls collide,
first it burns bright,
then slowly the stars die,
and I try to explain all of this,
over a text message on my phone,
in this fancy hotel alone,
but this fancy hotel alone,
is no substitute for a home,...
just to break up,
maybe I'm fucked up,
but at least I'm better than these fake fucks,
for real though,
I never held back what I felt,
and neither did you,
but I can't let my heart melt,
from the flames you threw, I'm through,
your crying outside,
I'm dying inside,
but that's what happens when two souls collide,
first it burns bright,
then slowly the stars die,
and I try to explain all of this,
over a text message on my phone,
in this fancy hotel alone,
but this fancy hotel alone,
is no substitute for a home,...
750 reads
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
14th Dec 2013 5:29pm
14th Dec 2013 5:29pm
Masters & Teachers
Not every great master is a great teacher,
not every great pastor is a great preacher,
you don't need a church or temple, or steeple,
to worship God, peeped that through the peephole,
through the doors of perception,
this is immaculate conception,
a bastard thought, no parents,
only accepted through my merits,
did not just attain through what I inherit,
as a badge of honor I wear it,
with my 3rd eye wide, visions of the four,
Ox, Eagle, Angel, wasn't there one more?
Ah yes, the Lion, king of the wild,
are you a Leo, little Indigo Child,...
not every great pastor is a great preacher,
you don't need a church or temple, or steeple,
to worship God, peeped that through the peephole,
through the doors of perception,
this is immaculate conception,
a bastard thought, no parents,
only accepted through my merits,
did not just attain through what I inherit,
as a badge of honor I wear it,
with my 3rd eye wide, visions of the four,
Ox, Eagle, Angel, wasn't there one more?
Ah yes, the Lion, king of the wild,
are you a Leo, little Indigo Child,...
1303 reads
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