Submissions by Angeliki (Angela Psyhopoulos)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My abstract form is in order with a conclusion. To create a Positive egoccentric circle you have to match a negative with a negative. .I amnot an independent person but soon change is coming, but something happened, commercialism crashed. The End.
The Kiss of Death
I'can feel his angst trot on King St
Syndicating an offense to be sexually healed
I called him and said "Do you want to have sex"
And he said "yes I do"
Suddenly the sky turned into grey there where pigeons
making love and baby pigeons falling from the sky due to the thunder striking above
I revealed my inner soul and it was a contiminated femine
A goddess trying to take him away from what I called home
After the kiss she was there to prick me like a ragdoll
helplessly i sigh but no sign erotically
He said close your legs and then I...
Syndicating an offense to be sexually healed
I called him and said "Do you want to have sex"
And he said "yes I do"
Suddenly the sky turned into grey there where pigeons
making love and baby pigeons falling from the sky due to the thunder striking above
I revealed my inner soul and it was a contiminated femine
A goddess trying to take him away from what I called home
After the kiss she was there to prick me like a ragdoll
helplessly i sigh but no sign erotically
He said close your legs and then I...
546 reads
3 Comments
My Floppy
I slide the mouse up and down noticing
the ball ring is so dusty I can't click
on a record button to save my frame
The tower is convulsing and the RAM is so small
The overload of data has a fever running through the modem
I wish this floppy could save the day
The ball ring on that mouse needs a dust
I repetedly click on record record enter enter
I click on it once and it projects a fluent
leverage on the systems desire to reproduce
yet another stimulant once i record her sigh
As I keep the ball ring on the pad and desire keep...
the ball ring is so dusty I can't click
on a record button to save my frame
The tower is convulsing and the RAM is so small
The overload of data has a fever running through the modem
I wish this floppy could save the day
The ball ring on that mouse needs a dust
I repetedly click on record record enter enter
I click on it once and it projects a fluent
leverage on the systems desire to reproduce
yet another stimulant once i record her sigh
As I keep the ball ring on the pad and desire keep...
733 reads
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Eyes of the Oracle
Almost a second light leaped through these
Eyes of the vale
The Prophet is praying out aloud on top of a tower
Its early morning
Women are dusting their rugs on the balcony
Men are crowding around at the pazarri
Whilst a bear walks and plays its symbols
with the smell of roasted chestnuts in the street
He layed me down after that morning
and I heard a grunt but nothing else
The louver shut by windy gushes
And the ambience was one of fames dilirius proverts
Then the eyes of the Oracle met mine ...
Eyes of the vale
The Prophet is praying out aloud on top of a tower
Its early morning
Women are dusting their rugs on the balcony
Men are crowding around at the pazarri
Whilst a bear walks and plays its symbols
with the smell of roasted chestnuts in the street
He layed me down after that morning
and I heard a grunt but nothing else
The louver shut by windy gushes
And the ambience was one of fames dilirius proverts
Then the eyes of the Oracle met mine ...
625 reads
4 Comments
Gypsy Moth
Down by the river a Gypsy Moth flew in the sky
Over the land that cries explosion to a mine
And rocks of glory will save our souls from hungers wine
The nation hollers let Earth be free and tell no lie
Down by the river a Gypsy Moth flew in the sky
The nations Army starving for wheat God will supply
Forever lady your diamonds cease a demons sigh
Blue sky and ocean, a gang of sailors sail tonight
Down by the river a Gypsy Moth flew in the sky
Floral arrangements the bride will be your bribe
Sister salvation let vengeance be your garments pride...
Over the land that cries explosion to a mine
And rocks of glory will save our souls from hungers wine
The nation hollers let Earth be free and tell no lie
Down by the river a Gypsy Moth flew in the sky
The nations Army starving for wheat God will supply
Forever lady your diamonds cease a demons sigh
Blue sky and ocean, a gang of sailors sail tonight
Down by the river a Gypsy Moth flew in the sky
Floral arrangements the bride will be your bribe
Sister salvation let vengeance be your garments pride...
682 reads
4 Comments
Over the Rail
Over the rail i walk with my crutche
I lean towards the paradox
I rummage through this revelation
Mounted to this field of snow, stamped by this crusade
Scurrying about the moonlight
Hearing the echoe of a sword sawing through the wind
The avalanche awakens the timid skeleton
Waiting with anesthesia for a revival
Concentric heartbeats
The puzzling circumference of this ambiguity
Over the rail and lean to the crutche
I look at the sky and the door opens
I lean towards the paradox
I rummage through this revelation
Mounted to this field of snow, stamped by this crusade
Scurrying about the moonlight
Hearing the echoe of a sword sawing through the wind
The avalanche awakens the timid skeleton
Waiting with anesthesia for a revival
Concentric heartbeats
The puzzling circumference of this ambiguity
Over the rail and lean to the crutche
I look at the sky and the door opens
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Too many times
As long as I live to tell the truth
I will survive one more night with you
But wiltered I come to persih in your arms
The sound of wickedness is here my mind is a web
Too many times i've seen her die
The Holy Spirit was called by my sigh
I carry her because she is ill
And I pray that she lives to heal
For all I have left is the fight for your heart
And the Sun protects me from the Moon's evil lung
Rolling stones will send me to prison
If I carry a gun to cure her treason
I will survive one more night with you
But wiltered I come to persih in your arms
The sound of wickedness is here my mind is a web
Too many times i've seen her die
The Holy Spirit was called by my sigh
I carry her because she is ill
And I pray that she lives to heal
For all I have left is the fight for your heart
And the Sun protects me from the Moon's evil lung
Rolling stones will send me to prison
If I carry a gun to cure her treason
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The Fall
The war is over we need to be composed
Oh just let your hair down and
Begin to create The Fall
The Garden of Eden created you afterall
Well my classification is A grade and I don't taste
forbidden fruit and fray away
Well mine is Grade D and I revise the joy of mankind given to me
Eve protested correctly and now the Joy to man Amen is supreme and I'm her biggest fucking sin
So I walked and talked to the sun in the rain
The thunder striked lightning as I click my fingers to the sound of wet caine, It spelled, "Storm" a little boys name ...
Oh just let your hair down and
Begin to create The Fall
The Garden of Eden created you afterall
Well my classification is A grade and I don't taste
forbidden fruit and fray away
Well mine is Grade D and I revise the joy of mankind given to me
Eve protested correctly and now the Joy to man Amen is supreme and I'm her biggest fucking sin
So I walked and talked to the sun in the rain
The thunder striked lightning as I click my fingers to the sound of wet caine, It spelled, "Storm" a little boys name ...
649 reads
4 Comments
The Acolytes
The acolytes are here
Such chime I could not hear
Are thay here for a good purpose
or are thay postponing a righteous surpluss
My instrunment is close to Death
Death has questions for its dimensions are infinite
But music is as free as the air in the sky
And the willow of a young lady crossed my mind
Music from another room
Sounds like another life in tune, with planets close to reach
Theres nothing like astrology for the bodice
I wave my hankee and told them my guitar was shoved today
Because Death was getting curious...
Such chime I could not hear
Are thay here for a good purpose
or are thay postponing a righteous surpluss
My instrunment is close to Death
Death has questions for its dimensions are infinite
But music is as free as the air in the sky
And the willow of a young lady crossed my mind
Music from another room
Sounds like another life in tune, with planets close to reach
Theres nothing like astrology for the bodice
I wave my hankee and told them my guitar was shoved today
Because Death was getting curious...
602 reads
4 Comments
Black Hole
I will not walk in that black hole
I told my best friend looking at all the dirt
Which was nothing scary but real dirt like earth brown dust
It was the black hole of fear
I walked along the path and crawled on to the bridge that
would revamp my fear of extreme survival
This bridge was a wooden plank and had ropes holding it up so high
So so high, about 200metres high, a rugged old bridge, the wooden planks were screaky
That rope looked so old
As i focus in to the eyes of the uknown, I walk
I walk and stop whilst the wind surrenders and is...
I told my best friend looking at all the dirt
Which was nothing scary but real dirt like earth brown dust
It was the black hole of fear
I walked along the path and crawled on to the bridge that
would revamp my fear of extreme survival
This bridge was a wooden plank and had ropes holding it up so high
So so high, about 200metres high, a rugged old bridge, the wooden planks were screaky
That rope looked so old
As i focus in to the eyes of the uknown, I walk
I walk and stop whilst the wind surrenders and is...
620 reads
4 Comments
Seldom Annexures
I want to scream and shout
Get out get out
Stop holding me down
Get out get out
I want this revolutiion
Of microeconmics to be found and sound
We'll sleep all day and then
turn this renegade upside down
Hold your candles to the moon and howl like teenage spirit wolves
because Jesus is awake today and there is a reason for prayer
Let there be light, let there be sound
One demon said to another " I have to go confession orelse I'll be found, upon the blue sea, and the waves, will crush me"
I need this revolution...
Get out get out
Stop holding me down
Get out get out
I want this revolutiion
Of microeconmics to be found and sound
We'll sleep all day and then
turn this renegade upside down
Hold your candles to the moon and howl like teenage spirit wolves
because Jesus is awake today and there is a reason for prayer
Let there be light, let there be sound
One demon said to another " I have to go confession orelse I'll be found, upon the blue sea, and the waves, will crush me"
I need this revolution...
557 reads
2 Comments
Absent Friends
No where is the siren that bells are a shamed of
Just a siren, bells are hiding
No human could exist if the doors were not locked
For a day or two I will survive
I'm not allowed to see him
The spiritual world feasts on our sacred moments
and wants more when his absent
I don't want to give in
I'll pretend his nowhere to be found
So thay can leave us alone
I don't want to infect anyone else
I'll take it by myself and write
It hurts to be seperated by that unhabitual soul
That carries so much landspace
I wish I had my culture...
Just a siren, bells are hiding
No human could exist if the doors were not locked
For a day or two I will survive
I'm not allowed to see him
The spiritual world feasts on our sacred moments
and wants more when his absent
I don't want to give in
I'll pretend his nowhere to be found
So thay can leave us alone
I don't want to infect anyone else
I'll take it by myself and write
It hurts to be seperated by that unhabitual soul
That carries so much landspace
I wish I had my culture...
709 reads
3 Comments
Vacant
Evacuate this building this is a warning
The loss of eternity been astray
With the vacancy left in your brain
Im vacant how are you today?
Preety vacant and shy away
The ocean breeze smells like a ployd
I look into his eyes and see the boy
The boy that was tormented like me
We're vacant and that's as good as we can be
The hole the sky carries
has endurance on our lifes
And we'll suffer with our last breaths in the sun as we sigh
The loss of eternity been astray
With the vacancy left in your brain
Im vacant how are you today?
Preety vacant and shy away
The ocean breeze smells like a ployd
I look into his eyes and see the boy
The boy that was tormented like me
We're vacant and that's as good as we can be
The hole the sky carries
has endurance on our lifes
And we'll suffer with our last breaths in the sun as we sigh
737 reads
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