Submissions by Aquatic-Vehicle (Lexiloo)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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I enjoy ALL kinds of poetry and stories. If you captivate me, I'm sold. I hope you feel the same about the poems I produce!
Burning Emotions
There’s hesitation within the mirror.
A sensational ache, flames,
Ever so slowly immerse
In the crevices of her face.
Discontent and disarray,
Form a sick tension,
Bound in the jaw.
A fist bashes through,
Confined with hate.
The screech she produces was not the pain,
But the ignition of loathing from her core.
Memories they ping only resentment,
Experiences of a broken household,
Experiences of a neglected heart.
Like a cactus starved of water,
She was able to contain herself.
But the wilting...
A sensational ache, flames,
Ever so slowly immerse
In the crevices of her face.
Discontent and disarray,
Form a sick tension,
Bound in the jaw.
A fist bashes through,
Confined with hate.
The screech she produces was not the pain,
But the ignition of loathing from her core.
Memories they ping only resentment,
Experiences of a broken household,
Experiences of a neglected heart.
Like a cactus starved of water,
She was able to contain herself.
But the wilting...
#anger
#emotions
#frustration #TimeHeals
#frustration #TimeHeals
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The Cult
Mumble the hymn
Without a stutter
And the gardenias
They’ll creep up
To hug her
Lifeless body
To become one with nature
Or join the cult.
Without a stutter
And the gardenias
They’ll creep up
To hug her
Lifeless body
To become one with nature
Or join the cult.
#corruption
#death
#evil #sacrifice
#evil #sacrifice
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My Truth
Momma, I’m a sinner
To feel the way I felt
Not a soul deserves it
I blacklisted and judged
When many were at lows
And now I must repent
Momma, I’m in the wrong
I argue with those I love
But I never take responsibility
For the curdling things I’ve spoken
And our relations die
Along with another part of me
Momma, I love you still
Those cuts on my legs
Weren’t because of you
But the experiences
The agony
I realize I put myself through
Momma, I’m trying to get better…. ...
To feel the way I felt
Not a soul deserves it
I blacklisted and judged
When many were at lows
And now I must repent
Momma, I’m in the wrong
I argue with those I love
But I never take responsibility
For the curdling things I’ve spoken
And our relations die
Along with another part of me
Momma, I love you still
Those cuts on my legs
Weren’t because of you
But the experiences
The agony
I realize I put myself through
Momma, I’m trying to get better…. ...
#emptiness
#regret
#shame
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Sometimes I Scare Myself
Today I found out that sometimes I scare myself.
The things I think about aren’t considered normal,
But I’m not sure what is.
“What if I took one too many sleeping pills-“
Too far?
Well,
My life isn’t shit,
But I am truly living a shitty life.
Sometimes I hold a knife to my chest,
Hard enough to feel the motion,
Gentle enough to leave no damage.
When I realize,
I always shoo the impulse.
I can’t help when certain concepts wrap around my head,
Almost a need to seek out the movement,
Just enough to get a rise outta me....
The things I think about aren’t considered normal,
But I’m not sure what is.
“What if I took one too many sleeping pills-“
Too far?
Well,
My life isn’t shit,
But I am truly living a shitty life.
Sometimes I hold a knife to my chest,
Hard enough to feel the motion,
Gentle enough to leave no damage.
When I realize,
I always shoo the impulse.
I can’t help when certain concepts wrap around my head,
Almost a need to seek out the movement,
Just enough to get a rise outta me....
#dark
#fear
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Bittersweet
First kisses are bittersweet.
Anxiety and desire meet,
The temptation charged,
Pairs of hearts enlarged.
Oh and the taste, it lingers,
Count the minutes on your fingers,
Because you’re in love,
A set of bonded doves.
To redo my first kiss,
It’s all I’ll ever wish,
The memory turns sour,
I held regret by the hour.
Relations not solidified,
Forced to say goodbye,
But now, I feel free,
As our love was not meant to be.
God, that kiss was bittersweet.
Anxiety and desire meet,
The temptation charged,
Pairs of hearts enlarged.
Oh and the taste, it lingers,
Count the minutes on your fingers,
Because you’re in love,
A set of bonded doves.
To redo my first kiss,
It’s all I’ll ever wish,
The memory turns sour,
I held regret by the hour.
Relations not solidified,
Forced to say goodbye,
But now, I feel free,
As our love was not meant to be.
God, that kiss was bittersweet.
#FirstLove
#love
#TimeHeals
80 reads
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When can I stop trying?
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#dark
#emptiness
40 reads
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I’m tired
My purpose is dwindling,
My marriage is failing,
A lot to be tired of.
I hate living in filth,
I hate my poor health,
Am I alive?
If this is to be alive, I don’t want it,
I’ll roll the dice of a thousand sinners,
Just for God to relinquish his hold.
Truthfully, I’m not so sure,
I was told therapy would be my cure,
But I… just got worse.
If tomorrow won’t come, I won’t holler,
Hell, I would gather up every dollar,
Just for the safety in knowing I won’t be yelled at again.
My marriage is failing,
A lot to be tired of.
I hate living in filth,
I hate my poor health,
Am I alive?
If this is to be alive, I don’t want it,
I’ll roll the dice of a thousand sinners,
Just for God to relinquish his hold.
Truthfully, I’m not so sure,
I was told therapy would be my cure,
But I… just got worse.
If tomorrow won’t come, I won’t holler,
Hell, I would gather up every dollar,
Just for the safety in knowing I won’t be yelled at again.
#dark
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A Vow From Hertan
As the silence slices abruptly,
The drum of mortality strikes.
Through agony, I’ve persevered to understanding.
The negativity from darkness loses its clasp,
I linger, starved from the light.
Emotion swallows my mind,
Finally, with purpose I rise.
Animalistic vigor,
Uncanny spite,
Each thump and thrash,
Only to fortify my life.
I am a one-winged phoenix.
I am a fangless wolf.
But this is a vow to continue to struggle,
To constantly persist,
As the resilient heart will always cling to life.
The drum of mortality strikes.
Through agony, I’ve persevered to understanding.
The negativity from darkness loses its clasp,
I linger, starved from the light.
Emotion swallows my mind,
Finally, with purpose I rise.
Animalistic vigor,
Uncanny spite,
Each thump and thrash,
Only to fortify my life.
I am a one-winged phoenix.
I am a fangless wolf.
But this is a vow to continue to struggle,
To constantly persist,
As the resilient heart will always cling to life.
#courage
#faith
#healing
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Surrender
Alas, alas.
Desensitized emotion,
Dazed thoughts.
You can retract your wails, now.
You can cease with your criticism.
No whispering for comfort,
I won’t even peep a complaint.
You can quell your infuriation,
As I glaze an unbiased mind.
Everything you ever wanted, right..?
Well, why do you gaze at me slow,
Like an antique ring in a case,
A longing undeserving of me?
Regardless, it’s fine……
As puppets don’t flee,
And Knick-knacks won’t vanish,
And I have no where to go.
You won.
Desensitized emotion,
Dazed thoughts.
You can retract your wails, now.
You can cease with your criticism.
No whispering for comfort,
I won’t even peep a complaint.
You can quell your infuriation,
As I glaze an unbiased mind.
Everything you ever wanted, right..?
Well, why do you gaze at me slow,
Like an antique ring in a case,
A longing undeserving of me?
Regardless, it’s fine……
As puppets don’t flee,
And Knick-knacks won’t vanish,
And I have no where to go.
You won.
#emptiness
#escape
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I Have Strength
All my wounds have blessed me with an unfound resilience.
#faith
#hope
#strength
112 reads
5 Comments
Nostalgia
Memories suffocate my mind,
Bliss when Mom was alive,
The sickly amount of sugar,
Along with the citric tinge on my lips,
A reminder of things that'll never dissipate.
Lemonade makes me nostalgic.
Bliss when Mom was alive,
The sickly amount of sugar,
Along with the citric tinge on my lips,
A reminder of things that'll never dissipate.
Lemonade makes me nostalgic.
#memories
#nostalgia
90 reads
1 Comment
Consumes
A prison of gloom,
I'm begging.
I'm pleading.
Give something that'll bloom.
Oh, Lord, it's empty,
I'm saturated in nothingness,
Yet, everything at once,
I'm overwhelmed by plenty.
Writhe in confusion,
Thrash in fury,
I really can't keep this up,
I need a solution.
I'm being consumed,
The void terrifies me,
An abyss to escape,
"Too far gone," like I presumed.
I'm begging.
I'm pleading.
Give something that'll bloom.
Oh, Lord, it's empty,
I'm saturated in nothingness,
Yet, everything at once,
I'm overwhelmed by plenty.
Writhe in confusion,
Thrash in fury,
I really can't keep this up,
I need a solution.
I'm being consumed,
The void terrifies me,
An abyss to escape,
"Too far gone," like I presumed.
#dark
123 reads
3 Comments
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