Submissions by Bcharles
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Feb 2015 11:59pm
9th Feb 2015 11:59pm
Malevolence; unknown Sunday afternoon
Malevolence; unknown Sunday afternoon.
my heart was in the world searching for action,
or recycled cheap thrills. I came across a distant land,
no one seeking shelter, the perfect paradise for my melancholic being.
"Stay awhile my friends" was the voice I heard piercing my pompous brain.
I studied the echos; I found the light.
I can now see my purpose plain as day.
It's the type of path you forge with both eyes wide open.
It's the road less-traveled revisited.
Stamp your letter with pride, wipe away your fears
& don't ever...
my heart was in the world searching for action,
or recycled cheap thrills. I came across a distant land,
no one seeking shelter, the perfect paradise for my melancholic being.
"Stay awhile my friends" was the voice I heard piercing my pompous brain.
I studied the echos; I found the light.
I can now see my purpose plain as day.
It's the type of path you forge with both eyes wide open.
It's the road less-traveled revisited.
Stamp your letter with pride, wipe away your fears
& don't ever...
577 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Feb 2015 4:15am
4th Feb 2015 4:15am
Booted and Tooted
Purity desperately reflects in the stillness
of her eyes. A fireside evening quickly
based upon merit while sipping
champagne flutes in the belated dusk.
Dialed in for three lines of cocaine;
spread thin to relic in a nasal ballad.
you ask, what did we come here for my dear?
of her eyes. A fireside evening quickly
based upon merit while sipping
champagne flutes in the belated dusk.
Dialed in for three lines of cocaine;
spread thin to relic in a nasal ballad.
you ask, what did we come here for my dear?
557 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
28th Jun 2014 9:18am
28th Jun 2014 9:18am
Melodys poured over ice
one mission: mayhem. the thought crosses my mind as i sit
and sip a goose & tonic on the rocks.
The sounds from my distorted speakers spit a melancholic rhythm about life and love.
I decide to press on.
I reach in my closet and pull out a tarnished pea coat.
I dim the lights and exit my apartment door in a crazed mindset.
The air is sticky sweet. The wind blowing can only give hope of another bended night.
The vivid lights flashing from the streets shoot excitement through my body as I near the district. ...
and sip a goose & tonic on the rocks.
The sounds from my distorted speakers spit a melancholic rhythm about life and love.
I decide to press on.
I reach in my closet and pull out a tarnished pea coat.
I dim the lights and exit my apartment door in a crazed mindset.
The air is sticky sweet. The wind blowing can only give hope of another bended night.
The vivid lights flashing from the streets shoot excitement through my body as I near the district. ...
704 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st May 2014 7:47pm
21st May 2014 7:47pm
Living for this city
Like a melody by Stevie Wonder
blindly seeking change
If authority didn't lie
would this world be so deranged
Yes, should be your answer
No, would prove you wrong
Silent nights in Chicago
It's like Buddha without the gong
Whisper to your neighbor
never steal his rug
This worlds idea of sympathy
is the electric chair unplugged
They silence us with flattery
sleek with their approach
A Jekyll and Hyde agenda
Another champagne toast
blindly seeking change
If authority didn't lie
would this world be so deranged
Yes, should be your answer
No, would prove you wrong
Silent nights in Chicago
It's like Buddha without the gong
Whisper to your neighbor
never steal his rug
This worlds idea of sympathy
is the electric chair unplugged
They silence us with flattery
sleek with their approach
A Jekyll and Hyde agenda
Another champagne toast
512 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
15th May 2014 6:21pm
15th May 2014 6:21pm
Steve McQueen in space
Tiny poetic ears
In a room filled with smoke
Choked up on laughter
Words are hardly spoke.
Small frames grow weary
Dried eyes get teary
Never miss a beat
Oh mother Mary.
A bullet in your pocket
Melodies in your brain
Out of commission rocket
dried up cocaine
ripe like a raisin
Dry like a yellow prune
Exit your inhibitions
Heading to the moon
Steve McQueen in space
rocket back in gear
Give this Martian a taste
Tell em the Earth is near
In a room filled with smoke
Choked up on laughter
Words are hardly spoke.
Small frames grow weary
Dried eyes get teary
Never miss a beat
Oh mother Mary.
A bullet in your pocket
Melodies in your brain
Out of commission rocket
dried up cocaine
ripe like a raisin
Dry like a yellow prune
Exit your inhibitions
Heading to the moon
Steve McQueen in space
rocket back in gear
Give this Martian a taste
Tell em the Earth is near
634 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Apr 2014 9:00am
30th Apr 2014 9:00am
Life as a beach
Crashing waves
are wise to play
without no sun to easily persuade
the current rips
the sand lay still;
my existence here, an isolated thrill.
chaos escapes, calm rolls near
a tender beach that spits on fear.
formed a truce on Salisbury shore
sun in my eyes, can't ask for more.
my feet in the sand, still in dungarees
the blazing sun sells a summer tease.
All this beauty in just one day,
makes me realize that
I am OK.
are wise to play
without no sun to easily persuade
the current rips
the sand lay still;
my existence here, an isolated thrill.
chaos escapes, calm rolls near
a tender beach that spits on fear.
formed a truce on Salisbury shore
sun in my eyes, can't ask for more.
my feet in the sand, still in dungarees
the blazing sun sells a summer tease.
All this beauty in just one day,
makes me realize that
I am OK.
580 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
27th Mar 2013 8:18am
27th Mar 2013 8:18am
Deep Vibes
Deep vibes ..crossed eyes
no expression .. paralyzed.
Feeling good .... like morning wood
this drugs a journey ...misunderstood.
sincere emotions ...cause commotion
Eyes of the Devil ... my magic potion.
Swallow fast ...drink it straight
Mindless mission ... don't concentrate.
Does it end ...you wish and pray
I live for this shit .... I need to stay.
Burning eyes... the dreaded sunrise
here comes the morning... never surprised.
Tinted windows ... can't bare to look
Fuck the sunlight ... found a nook.
...
no expression .. paralyzed.
Feeling good .... like morning wood
this drugs a journey ...misunderstood.
sincere emotions ...cause commotion
Eyes of the Devil ... my magic potion.
Swallow fast ...drink it straight
Mindless mission ... don't concentrate.
Does it end ...you wish and pray
I live for this shit .... I need to stay.
Burning eyes... the dreaded sunrise
here comes the morning... never surprised.
Tinted windows ... can't bare to look
Fuck the sunlight ... found a nook.
...
888 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Jan 2013 00:44am
26th Jan 2013 00:44am
My Love To Give
My love to give, its a soul searching ride.
I escape my past to finally be right.
Mistakes I've made, I try to replay
I've been haunted by memories you wish would just fade.
rumors pushed me away without confrontation
possibly the worst thing i can do in this situation
I began dating another, but that was a mistake
This new found love, was messing with fate.
The thought of losing where my heart really was,
is extremely alarming and always a bust.
Looking at you and looking at us,
there was a wonderful time when I...
I escape my past to finally be right.
Mistakes I've made, I try to replay
I've been haunted by memories you wish would just fade.
rumors pushed me away without confrontation
possibly the worst thing i can do in this situation
I began dating another, but that was a mistake
This new found love, was messing with fate.
The thought of losing where my heart really was,
is extremely alarming and always a bust.
Looking at you and looking at us,
there was a wonderful time when I...
849 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
24th Jan 2013 11:37pm
24th Jan 2013 11:37pm
Whisky Whispers
What is it you seek,
Do you understand?
What is it you preach,
To grasp the upper-hand?
Time goes on. days pass by
you get so caught up, you can't close your eyes.
Its a fast life they say. Can take you from top to bottom
you don't know where to stop, yet the world keeps spinning
are you alone at the top?
Whisky bottle blues, take in another shot
bottles near empty, its what you've always been taught.
Reach for it. dig for it. scowl the empty nights
to retrace...
Do you understand?
What is it you preach,
To grasp the upper-hand?
Time goes on. days pass by
you get so caught up, you can't close your eyes.
Its a fast life they say. Can take you from top to bottom
you don't know where to stop, yet the world keeps spinning
are you alone at the top?
Whisky bottle blues, take in another shot
bottles near empty, its what you've always been taught.
Reach for it. dig for it. scowl the empty nights
to retrace...
869 reads
5 Comments
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