Submissions by Afterglow (Afterglow Poetry)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
As a musician, many of my poems are lyrical or musically based. Some poems touch on my struggle with mental illness, loss, grief, love, and many other eclectic themes. I sometimes also write Christian poetry, reflecting my relationship with Jesus.
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Oct 2023 9:18pm
7th Oct 2023 9:18pm
Perceived into a Masterpiece
Make me into your art;
Paint me upon your heart,
And project me like your song..
I belong to you.
Make me into your melody,
Riding waves so delicately.
Vibrating within your plane,
Whistling like a train.
Make them remember my name,
As droplets fall with your brush;
I’m in your touch,
Love can’t be hushed..
It must be,
Perceived.
Make me into your masterpiece.
-Afterglow
Paint me upon your heart,
And project me like your song..
I belong to you.
Make me into your melody,
Riding waves so delicately.
Vibrating within your plane,
Whistling like a train.
Make them remember my name,
As droplets fall with your brush;
I’m in your touch,
Love can’t be hushed..
It must be,
Perceived.
Make me into your masterpiece.
-Afterglow
#love
#art
212 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Nov 2022 2:45am
24th Nov 2022 2:45am
Sun & Moon Are Both My Groom
#love
#grief
#death
#sun
#moon
429 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
11th Nov 2022 7:14am
11th Nov 2022 7:14am
Don’t Call Me a Weed
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#flowers
#nature
#myself
460 reads
3 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
11th Nov 2022 7:11am
11th Nov 2022 7:11am
The Blood Is All You Need
Pull the wool from your eyes,
The rabbit out of the hat.
Taking off the magician’s disguise,
Is the explanation for all of that.
No some things can’t be explained,
But I don’t think that it’s called magic.
No I can no longer spend my life,
Chasing the white rabbit.
Had to leave the witch’s brew,
Bitter on the floor.
The broom can’t sweep me off my feet,
Won’t hang it above my door.
Some may not believe their eyes,
But I don’t do spells no more.
I found out it was the devil’s lies,
That had me trapped inside the...
The rabbit out of the hat.
Taking off the magician’s disguise,
Is the explanation for all of that.
No some things can’t be explained,
But I don’t think that it’s called magic.
No I can no longer spend my life,
Chasing the white rabbit.
Had to leave the witch’s brew,
Bitter on the floor.
The broom can’t sweep me off my feet,
Won’t hang it above my door.
Some may not believe their eyes,
But I don’t do spells no more.
I found out it was the devil’s lies,
That had me trapped inside the...
#religion
#God
#spiritual
189 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Nov 2022 8:28pm
10th Nov 2022 8:28pm
Eclipse of the Divine
The Sun dies every night,
Just so the Moon can shine.
Arises again each morning,
With the Moon still on its mind.
They always seem to miss each other,
Only rarely finding time;
To embrace each other with a kiss,
Eclipse of the divine.
Just so the Moon can shine.
Arises again each morning,
With the Moon still on its mind.
They always seem to miss each other,
Only rarely finding time;
To embrace each other with a kiss,
Eclipse of the divine.
#love
#ILoveYou
#sun
#moon
#nature
376 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Nov 2022 8:10pm
10th Nov 2022 8:10pm
Swimming In Your Eyes
#love
278 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Nov 2022 11:48pm
9th Nov 2022 11:48pm
Sandcastle
My Daddy’s castle was made of sand,
Didn’t build his house upon dry land.
And though this castle was his own,
It fell one day right through his hands.
I was given a crown of stone,
That proved this castle was my home.
And though it wasn’t made of gold,
It was fitting for my throne.
The land I came from then grew old,
As new legends start to unfold.
The tide then swept my castle away,
The way it rides can be so cold.
So now I’m bare amongst the day;
My crown...
Didn’t build his house upon dry land.
And though this castle was his own,
It fell one day right through his hands.
I was given a crown of stone,
That proved this castle was my home.
And though it wasn’t made of gold,
It was fitting for my throne.
The land I came from then grew old,
As new legends start to unfold.
The tide then swept my castle away,
The way it rides can be so cold.
So now I’m bare amongst the day;
My crown...
#father
#childhood
#environment
#TruthOfLife
#memories
198 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Nov 2022 11:44pm
9th Nov 2022 11:44pm
The Days That Don’t Exist
#sadness
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
639 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Nov 2022 3:36pm
9th Nov 2022 3:36pm
Rainbow Socks (More Than Goth)
There is a girl that once was cheery,
But growing up made her mood dreary.
She used to wear so many colors,
But now she won’t wear any other.
Black is all that she will wear,
So her classmates start to stare.
Even her nails are painted black,
They whisper “goth” behind her back.
In the hallway they will push her,
Mock her on their home computers.
Her soul then becomes even darker,
They laugh at her amongst the lockers.
Well then she had a colorful scheme,
She could counteract their being mean.
She wore...
But growing up made her mood dreary.
She used to wear so many colors,
But now she won’t wear any other.
Black is all that she will wear,
So her classmates start to stare.
Even her nails are painted black,
They whisper “goth” behind her back.
In the hallway they will push her,
Mock her on their home computers.
Her soul then becomes even darker,
They laugh at her amongst the lockers.
Well then she had a colorful scheme,
She could counteract their being mean.
She wore...
#identity
#school
#myself
252 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Nov 2022 3:31pm
9th Nov 2022 3:31pm
Gold & Stone
I used to have the Midas touch,
Everything would turn to gold.
But I guess I used it far too much,
Because now everything just turns to stone.
They used to call me Medusa,
On the playground days at school.
It was a game my classmates used to play,
Don’t look into my eyes was their only rule.
They said I’d turn them into stone,
My hair was made of snakes.
They said there was a look in my eye,
That made their earthly bones quake.
I know it was just a game,
But I think they truly meant it.
I would never turn...
Everything would turn to gold.
But I guess I used it far too much,
Because now everything just turns to stone.
They used to call me Medusa,
On the playground days at school.
It was a game my classmates used to play,
Don’t look into my eyes was their only rule.
They said I’d turn them into stone,
My hair was made of snakes.
They said there was a look in my eye,
That made their earthly bones quake.
I know it was just a game,
But I think they truly meant it.
I would never turn...
#love
#heartbroken
244 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Nov 2022 2:18am
9th Nov 2022 2:18am
Normality Is Not My Formality
Normality,
Is not my formality.
I’m far too mad,
From all of my maladies.
My mind has been split,
Into several realities.
I’m multidimensional;
Which explains my mentalities.
Synesthete-
I can see tonalities.
Circus Freak-
They beat me with brutalities.
It must be neat-
Living in their practicalities.
They don’t know-
That I can read through their modalities.
Is not my formality.
I’m far too mad,
From all of my maladies.
My mind has been split,
Into several realities.
I’m multidimensional;
Which explains my mentalities.
Synesthete-
I can see tonalities.
Circus Freak-
They beat me with brutalities.
It must be neat-
Living in their practicalities.
They don’t know-
That I can read through their modalities.
#bipolar
#TruthOfLife
#MentalHealth
#myself
#SelfReflection
309 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Nov 2022 1:40am
9th Nov 2022 1:40am
Clothesline
There is a darkness of my mind,
No other soul has yet to find,
Except a love that’s here no more,
Left hanging out upon the line.
My heart will be forever sore,
Will never dry with rain that pours,
My bones will never love again,
I cannot mend the flesh that tore.
Wrinkles of time make iron bend,
Stained by the words of bitter friends,
No one seems to understand,
The haunted wire where my love ends.
I tried to wash the pain by hand,
Prayed that the Sun would fill the land,
And dry my eyes kept cold and...
No other soul has yet to find,
Except a love that’s here no more,
Left hanging out upon the line.
My heart will be forever sore,
Will never dry with rain that pours,
My bones will never love again,
I cannot mend the flesh that tore.
Wrinkles of time make iron bend,
Stained by the words of bitter friends,
No one seems to understand,
The haunted wire where my love ends.
I tried to wash the pain by hand,
Prayed that the Sun would fill the land,
And dry my eyes kept cold and...
#love
#grief
#heartbroken
#death
#God
234 reads
2 Comments
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