Submissions by Anon
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Occasionally inspiration grips me and I write.
I Still Want to Change the World
Substance
Matter
Of fact
Stalwart
Resisting change
Catalyst
Rebel
Seeks cause
Resolute
Passion to fight
Reaction
Symbiosis
Cause and effect
Light my fire
Let’s do something
Matter
Of fact
Stalwart
Resisting change
Catalyst
Rebel
Seeks cause
Resolute
Passion to fight
Reaction
Symbiosis
Cause and effect
Light my fire
Let’s do something
#motivational
#LifeGoals
#CallToAction
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Vanity, A Faithful Disposition
Baptism
Golden ticket.
Too rare to die,
Your best version
Is upwards bound,
Indemnity.
Angel
Always guarded.
Hospital says 50/50.
Medicine fails,
But only Jesus
Saves.
Prayer
Dirty beggars.
Polite request,
To forsake all others.
Race to win,
Advantage needed.
Spirit
...
Golden ticket.
Too rare to die,
Your best version
Is upwards bound,
Indemnity.
Angel
Always guarded.
Hospital says 50/50.
Medicine fails,
But only Jesus
Saves.
Prayer
Dirty beggars.
Polite request,
To forsake all others.
Race to win,
Advantage needed.
Spirit
...
#religion
#faith
#humankind
#vanity
#atheism
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Before Life
Carried downstream
by dark songs
and ketamine.
Isolated.
Your spotlight burns
with self loathing.
No answers inside,
despite attempts to tear
them from every orifice.
Venture outwards,
find another lonely
figure to cheer for.
One day
dark clouds will lift,
and this moment will feel like
a lifetime ago.
by dark songs
and ketamine.
Isolated.
Your spotlight burns
with self loathing.
No answers inside,
despite attempts to tear
them from every orifice.
Venture outwards,
find another lonely
figure to cheer for.
One day
dark clouds will lift,
and this moment will feel like
a lifetime ago.
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
#motivational
#drugs
#addiction
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Steps
Best foot forward,
Marched under
Broken skies,
Until the soul
Had all but
Worn away.
Marched under
Broken skies,
Until the soul
Had all but
Worn away.
#strength
#LifeStruggles
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I Am Queen
Part beast, part royalty.
Suckling
on a thorned rose.
Commander
of a humming,
saccharine castle.
Gushing sweet nectar.
To the delight
of drones, but
where is my king?
Sting in tail.
Suckling
on a thorned rose.
Commander
of a humming,
saccharine castle.
Gushing sweet nectar.
To the delight
of drones, but
where is my king?
Sting in tail.
#relationships
#confessional
#myself #bees
#myself #bees
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Followed
Clinging with dirty nails
To the bottom of the pit,
I'm haunted still by last Christmas
When the fire burned,
For the first time in eight years.
We clung to those memories
For many long months, as comfort
Took hold and swallowed us whole
Leaving our misdirected shadows,
Reflecting back at us.
I think of you still,
Despite your unwarranted
Anger and all the contempt
That struck my rib cage like lightning,
Unfair and unexpected.
My feet still sore from balancing
Amongst broken egg...
To the bottom of the pit,
I'm haunted still by last Christmas
When the fire burned,
For the first time in eight years.
We clung to those memories
For many long months, as comfort
Took hold and swallowed us whole
Leaving our misdirected shadows,
Reflecting back at us.
I think of you still,
Despite your unwarranted
Anger and all the contempt
That struck my rib cage like lightning,
Unfair and unexpected.
My feet still sore from balancing
Amongst broken egg...
#relationships
#heartbroken
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Dry Paper
The water droplets crash to the pavement
Damping down the air to a crisp,
"Remember you're mortal" they whisper
And nature will have its way
Despite your trust and toil and
The dry paper you inhabit.
The mist engulfs shallow lungs and
Damp clothes cling for comfort
As the sky's nectar descends on
Flesh and concrete alike, pressing faces
Against the clear glass square that
Hangs from the 17th floor wall.
They say the heavens open and
I can't say I'm a believer but
I do seize these moments when ...
Damping down the air to a crisp,
"Remember you're mortal" they whisper
And nature will have its way
Despite your trust and toil and
The dry paper you inhabit.
The mist engulfs shallow lungs and
Damp clothes cling for comfort
As the sky's nectar descends on
Flesh and concrete alike, pressing faces
Against the clear glass square that
Hangs from the 17th floor wall.
They say the heavens open and
I can't say I'm a believer but
I do seize these moments when ...
#rain
#nature
#humankind
#myself
#uplifting
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The Box
Emptiness is time unaccounted for and
depression just thoughts out of place.
Drugs are a welcome distraction,
with time to kill
sleeping saves
staring
Down.
Restlessness loses its edge
when motivation hangs stale
in the air with the bad taste of self
endorsed solitude.
Sex feels like a post binge lull,
heady and numb.
People are ugly,
bodies disproportioned
curious and sick.
Happiness is traded on
belief and confidence.
Bodies are traded on pretty
money and status.
I...
depression just thoughts out of place.
Drugs are a welcome distraction,
with time to kill
sleeping saves
staring
Down.
Restlessness loses its edge
when motivation hangs stale
in the air with the bad taste of self
endorsed solitude.
Sex feels like a post binge lull,
heady and numb.
People are ugly,
bodies disproportioned
curious and sick.
Happiness is traded on
belief and confidence.
Bodies are traded on pretty
money and status.
I...
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