Submissions by Amused_Muse (Tainted_Muse)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Chinese food,feminism,lush forests and good tattoos
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Feb 2015 6:38am
8th Feb 2015 6:38am
Crippling Effect
Intrigued by your gentle nature and the dark thoughts you entertain,I am helpless against you.
An agent of fortune you are comparable to my muse.
My eyes devour every pitfall and picture you breathe alive.
Inspiration strewn across thousands of miles like stars strewn across endless sky.
Absorbing you in every pencil stroke and drop of paint.
I keep you in my head with every other impossibly perfect thing Ive invented.
Never to see truly,never to touch.
A blistered capturing of bittersweet.
Suspended by a cable of distance and...
An agent of fortune you are comparable to my muse.
My eyes devour every pitfall and picture you breathe alive.
Inspiration strewn across thousands of miles like stars strewn across endless sky.
Absorbing you in every pencil stroke and drop of paint.
I keep you in my head with every other impossibly perfect thing Ive invented.
Never to see truly,never to touch.
A blistered capturing of bittersweet.
Suspended by a cable of distance and...
522 reads
1 Comment
ANGER POEM
Published
26th Dec 2014 4:07am
26th Dec 2014 4:07am
Conspiracy
Can't you see?
You are so blind to everything you need.
Perfect examples of hand raised hand fed bullshit disciples.
You don't realize you're the sheep being led to slaughter.
Every son and every daughter,just a mindless herd of sheeple.
You think because they hide behind those idols and steeples that you'll be saved.
Can't you see?
While you're busy with your shopping malls and Christ king every song bird is being trained to never sing.
Can't you see?
You're all clones and drones enslaved to the new world order society.
You are so blind to everything you need.
Perfect examples of hand raised hand fed bullshit disciples.
You don't realize you're the sheep being led to slaughter.
Every son and every daughter,just a mindless herd of sheeple.
You think because they hide behind those idols and steeples that you'll be saved.
Can't you see?
While you're busy with your shopping malls and Christ king every song bird is being trained to never sing.
Can't you see?
You're all clones and drones enslaved to the new world order society.
657 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Dec 2014 5:38am
5th Dec 2014 5:38am
Avoiding the inevitable
You are me...and I..I am.. am you?
Star crossed and separated by miles and lines we dare not fathom crossing.
I can see you in my minds eye sketching.
Your eyebrows furrow,you pause and then scratch a few more lines.
Figures emerge and you toss them on the pile.
Frustrated you despair at so many failed attempts, while I admiringly weep for the talent found in any one of your nonredeemable pieces.
Abstract shapes and splatters charged with emotions and laced with soul bits are all I have to offer in return.
You are me and I am you.
Our mutual...
Star crossed and separated by miles and lines we dare not fathom crossing.
I can see you in my minds eye sketching.
Your eyebrows furrow,you pause and then scratch a few more lines.
Figures emerge and you toss them on the pile.
Frustrated you despair at so many failed attempts, while I admiringly weep for the talent found in any one of your nonredeemable pieces.
Abstract shapes and splatters charged with emotions and laced with soul bits are all I have to offer in return.
You are me and I am you.
Our mutual...
637 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Dec 2013 9:51am
25th Dec 2013 9:51am
Ghost Town
Blow this popsicle stand and watch all the sticks clatter.
This is only the beginning and that's all the really matters.
I'm leaving on a train tonight,I'm leaving on a train..
I wish I could leave faster but I cant afford a plane.
I'm leaving this ghost town,nothing good remains.
I wanna pack you all up with me and never return again.
This town is going no where and the dust is endless dear.
The tumbleweeds forever blowing, we'll never find an end to this here.
Sunset in my hair and beating down on my eyes,
I'm finally getting out of here it may...
This is only the beginning and that's all the really matters.
I'm leaving on a train tonight,I'm leaving on a train..
I wish I could leave faster but I cant afford a plane.
I'm leaving this ghost town,nothing good remains.
I wanna pack you all up with me and never return again.
This town is going no where and the dust is endless dear.
The tumbleweeds forever blowing, we'll never find an end to this here.
Sunset in my hair and beating down on my eyes,
I'm finally getting out of here it may...
683 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jul 2013 00:22am
12th Jul 2013 00:22am
Haiku #1
The sparkling waters edge..
A lonely shore I walk along..
This tide will take me.
A lonely shore I walk along..
This tide will take me.
620 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Jul 2013 10:33pm
11th Jul 2013 10:33pm
No name 3
Where I am?"
"Where have I gone?"
"Who am I?"
"Where the fuck have I gone?"she screams and screams til her throat is hoarse.
Nothing feels right,nothing fits.
She's unhappy in her own skin.
Lose fucking weight.
She wants to paint again.
Dancing in the night,
she sneaks away from him hands in the pockets of her jacket and a cheshire grin.
Stalking the dawn,this is where her future begins.
All alone in the ripped jeans everyone hated so much in highschool she feels better than she ever has.
"This is not who I am,this is not where I...
"Where have I gone?"
"Who am I?"
"Where the fuck have I gone?"she screams and screams til her throat is hoarse.
Nothing feels right,nothing fits.
She's unhappy in her own skin.
Lose fucking weight.
She wants to paint again.
Dancing in the night,
she sneaks away from him hands in the pockets of her jacket and a cheshire grin.
Stalking the dawn,this is where her future begins.
All alone in the ripped jeans everyone hated so much in highschool she feels better than she ever has.
"This is not who I am,this is not where I...
556 reads
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
23rd Jun 2013 6:44am
23rd Jun 2013 6:44am
"20 Questions"
The wind was picking up and blowing her hair into her face,she giggled because he said something funny,like always. She was one of the few people that understood his humor sometimes. She glanced up at him,his face was glowing with a smile and the sun was framed behind his head making him look like an angel whom had mistakingly fallen right there next to heron the beach and found it quite funny. She squinted to see through the sunlight hao around his face as he continued to look at the waves rolling out in front of them. Splashed with orange,blue and gold the sea looked like a painting of what...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
30th Aug 2011 3:47am
30th Aug 2011 3:47am
(No name.2)
I gazed outside,the air still moist with rainfall from the last few hours,the afternoon light refracting through the gaps in between the tree branches splintering one or perhaps one million fold and casting an orange glow to everything it touched even the atmosphere it seemed.
The foliage,leaves and grass were save from this and they alone were the deepest of emerald,so much so that it appeared one had to be looking through an old movie lens in which only these colors were truly shown.
I wholeheartedly always loved this occurrence which made the world look like a distorted dream...
The foliage,leaves and grass were save from this and they alone were the deepest of emerald,so much so that it appeared one had to be looking through an old movie lens in which only these colors were truly shown.
I wholeheartedly always loved this occurrence which made the world look like a distorted dream...
839 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Aug 2011 2:47pm
5th Aug 2011 2:47pm
Over
How did I let you go and tell me how do I let you know,
that I still need you and I still see you in my dreams.
In my dreams it seems that you would never see,
the things in me you say made you want to leave.
If I could be the one you fell in love the night that we first met,then maybe I could hold you one last time before our fate is set.
I just need you to know that I dont want to let you go,
that I will be here until you let me know that theres no hope.
There's no way for me to say that I can still be the one you fell for,and if you walk back...
that I still need you and I still see you in my dreams.
In my dreams it seems that you would never see,
the things in me you say made you want to leave.
If I could be the one you fell in love the night that we first met,then maybe I could hold you one last time before our fate is set.
I just need you to know that I dont want to let you go,
that I will be here until you let me know that theres no hope.
There's no way for me to say that I can still be the one you fell for,and if you walk back...
784 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
5th Aug 2011 2:46pm
5th Aug 2011 2:46pm
Deaths inspiration
Lay me on a bed of lilies,
flowers of white,
fit for a corpse,
fold my hands atop my breast
of course.
I'm married to death
this unnatural force
A hooded figure in black
Who shows no remorse
Skin turning blue
Loves one true hue
I accept death's sweet kiss
and become his pale muse.
flowers of white,
fit for a corpse,
fold my hands atop my breast
of course.
I'm married to death
this unnatural force
A hooded figure in black
Who shows no remorse
Skin turning blue
Loves one true hue
I accept death's sweet kiss
and become his pale muse.
715 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2011 7:44pm
2nd Aug 2011 7:44pm
*No name*
Turned the shower on too hot again not enough to burn but just enough sting to remind me of you.
It's true I'm flying high and drowning tonight
And it's grape this time
but I got the MDMA this time.
But baby only the promethazine holds me like you do,
makes me feel low and dumb like you know you do.
And whenever I roll without you.
I see your smile,your lips
& I remember to feel high and cum.
Put the radio on too loud again,not enough to to make my eardrums bleed again,just enough shake in the...
It's true I'm flying high and drowning tonight
And it's grape this time
but I got the MDMA this time.
But baby only the promethazine holds me like you do,
makes me feel low and dumb like you know you do.
And whenever I roll without you.
I see your smile,your lips
& I remember to feel high and cum.
Put the radio on too loud again,not enough to to make my eardrums bleed again,just enough shake in the...
820 reads
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