Submissions by BlackBox (Black Box)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Enjoys writing poetry when the emotions are too great to handle. Something about writing out your emotions is both therapeutic and cathartic.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Nov 2017 9:38pm
6th Nov 2017 9:38pm
Airplane Mode
Speeding past illuminated markers scattered amidst the grass,
The plane departs with a frightful roar.
Ears crackling under pressure,
I turn my attention through the looking glass.
I gaze upon the houses and roadways below,
So calm and serene from my elevation.
I let my eyes wander past the canopy of trees,
Far into the distance where the sky meets the sea.
My mind begins to wonder;
How varied will this landscape appear in a decade.
Change happens so rapidly these days,
I speculate a flux of construction is certain....
The plane departs with a frightful roar.
Ears crackling under pressure,
I turn my attention through the looking glass.
I gaze upon the houses and roadways below,
So calm and serene from my elevation.
I let my eyes wander past the canopy of trees,
Far into the distance where the sky meets the sea.
My mind begins to wonder;
How varied will this landscape appear in a decade.
Change happens so rapidly these days,
I speculate a flux of construction is certain....
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Jul 2017 4:34am
12th Jul 2017 4:34am
The Puppet
The Puppet is made delicately,
With the finest seasoned oak from Oklahoma.
Each finger meticulously carved
Into the shape of a small hand.
The Puppet is tethered to a handle;
Fine silken threads imprison the Puppet,
They shimmer in the light with every motion,
Imitating the motions of the puppeteer’s hands.
The will of the puppeteer is one and the same
As the Puppet’s; following suit like a shadow.
The Puppet has a mind of it’s own,
But it is forever trapped to a life in bondage.
The Puppet longs for...
With the finest seasoned oak from Oklahoma.
Each finger meticulously carved
Into the shape of a small hand.
The Puppet is tethered to a handle;
Fine silken threads imprison the Puppet,
They shimmer in the light with every motion,
Imitating the motions of the puppeteer’s hands.
The will of the puppeteer is one and the same
As the Puppet’s; following suit like a shadow.
The Puppet has a mind of it’s own,
But it is forever trapped to a life in bondage.
The Puppet longs for...
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Dec 2016 00:59am
20th Dec 2016 00:59am
The Way I Love
The way your wavy hair
Looks just after combing it,
Slowly cascading over your shoulders
The way your light brown fade
Compliments your pitch black waves
In perfect harmony
The way your mesmerizing beauty
Can make any plain outfit
Look marvelous
The way your sexy body feels,
Slowly caressing your curves
As I fiddle with your navel ring
The way we get along so easily,
And how the only emotion I feel
With you is pure happiness
The way your cheerful personality
Blends so easily with...
Looks just after combing it,
Slowly cascading over your shoulders
The way your light brown fade
Compliments your pitch black waves
In perfect harmony
The way your mesmerizing beauty
Can make any plain outfit
Look marvelous
The way your sexy body feels,
Slowly caressing your curves
As I fiddle with your navel ring
The way we get along so easily,
And how the only emotion I feel
With you is pure happiness
The way your cheerful personality
Blends so easily with...
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Nov 2016 11:09pm
16th Nov 2016 11:09pm
Oklahoma
I don’t feel out of place
Although it may not look it in my face
I don’t regret the big leap
Of travelling so damn deep
Away from all that I have come to know
Now I must create a new flow
New town, new faces
Different people, different places
I wish making friends was easy
Or I wouldn’t be stuck with just me
I do miss my old friend
But that’s life, you must try to blend
Met a girl and she’s simply grand
Turned my life upside down, it’s no longer bland
But when I’m not with her, I falter
I become consumed...
Although it may not look it in my face
I don’t regret the big leap
Of travelling so damn deep
Away from all that I have come to know
Now I must create a new flow
New town, new faces
Different people, different places
I wish making friends was easy
Or I wouldn’t be stuck with just me
I do miss my old friend
But that’s life, you must try to blend
Met a girl and she’s simply grand
Turned my life upside down, it’s no longer bland
But when I’m not with her, I falter
I become consumed...
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Apr 2016 10:03am
30th Apr 2016 10:03am
The Lonesome Road
An hour past the Devil’s
Gazing out of the glass window,
I rest my eyes on a lone sedan.
Idle, it patiently waits
A red to green flash nigh.
An extended period of time passes
As I analyze the sky blue finish.
The iconic three-pronged star,
It glistens underneath the red glow.
The windows are tinted pitch black.
Who hides behind such darkness?
A mysterious figure can barely be identified.
Woman or man, it cannot be discerned
Heisenberg Uncertainty crosses my mind
As it...
Gazing out of the glass window,
I rest my eyes on a lone sedan.
Idle, it patiently waits
A red to green flash nigh.
An extended period of time passes
As I analyze the sky blue finish.
The iconic three-pronged star,
It glistens underneath the red glow.
The windows are tinted pitch black.
Who hides behind such darkness?
A mysterious figure can barely be identified.
Woman or man, it cannot be discerned
Heisenberg Uncertainty crosses my mind
As it...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
25th Mar 2016 9:13am
25th Mar 2016 9:13am
Arc of Ankh
Life is such a blur,
It just happens.
Sometimes I don’t even realize
That I’m living.
Its as if playing
A very real video game
Like The Sims,
With most of the wackiness involved.
One day you’re awesome,
You just got laid,
She seems really into you,
You got a promotion at work,
Life is good.
But then it gets bad.
Really bad.
Like you break
Both wrists at the same time.
That kind of bad.
Like the girl you fancy
Doesn’t seem to like you.
Not anymore anyways.
And work?
You can’t stand being there...
It just happens.
Sometimes I don’t even realize
That I’m living.
Its as if playing
A very real video game
Like The Sims,
With most of the wackiness involved.
One day you’re awesome,
You just got laid,
She seems really into you,
You got a promotion at work,
Life is good.
But then it gets bad.
Really bad.
Like you break
Both wrists at the same time.
That kind of bad.
Like the girl you fancy
Doesn’t seem to like you.
Not anymore anyways.
And work?
You can’t stand being there...
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Mar 2016 4:38am
14th Mar 2016 4:38am
Desolation
The pain is always there
To remind me
That I am weak.
Sorrow builds,
Assaulting my every being
I relinquish myself,
Paralyzed by
The dissenting voice
--It echoes through
The recesses of my mind
Descending me
To unknown depths
I cannot fathom
Escalating this incessant pit
Into which I have cast myself.
The light, ever faint
It vaguely glimmers,
Projected onto the flushed walls
Of my subliminal vault.
Intangible
Seemingly growing more distant,
Efforts to escape are futile
I...
To remind me
That I am weak.
Sorrow builds,
Assaulting my every being
I relinquish myself,
Paralyzed by
The dissenting voice
--It echoes through
The recesses of my mind
Descending me
To unknown depths
I cannot fathom
Escalating this incessant pit
Into which I have cast myself.
The light, ever faint
It vaguely glimmers,
Projected onto the flushed walls
Of my subliminal vault.
Intangible
Seemingly growing more distant,
Efforts to escape are futile
I...
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Mar 2016 1:54am
13th Mar 2016 1:54am
Cast Away
Words cannot express
The solemn darkness
That consumes my heart.
Opening the window
To my soul
--Rushing in
A phantom pain
It cannot be extinguished
I long for
Companionship
--The yin to my yang
But these feelings
Are only met with
Judgement and denial
It gets hard to breathe
I feel like I’m drowning
In a sea of saline.
I stand up
Only to be struck down
Once more
Again and
Again
So naïve
Too trusting
--This is who I am ...
The solemn darkness
That consumes my heart.
Opening the window
To my soul
--Rushing in
A phantom pain
It cannot be extinguished
I long for
Companionship
--The yin to my yang
But these feelings
Are only met with
Judgement and denial
It gets hard to breathe
I feel like I’m drowning
In a sea of saline.
I stand up
Only to be struck down
Once more
Again and
Again
So naïve
Too trusting
--This is who I am ...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Mar 2016 3:17am
6th Mar 2016 3:17am
Organic Symbiosis
I opened my eyes,
Setting a lethargic gaze
At the sunlight
Radiating through
The canopy of trees
In the yard,
Like grains of sand
Streaming between my fingers
There was a light breeze
--Swiftly cascading
Over my skin
Invigorating my being
The cedars swayed
To and fro
Nostalgia of
The Chesapeake shores
Invade my memory
As I indulge
In a familiar
And welcoming
White noise
Of waves crashing
Onto the coast
A bird begins to chirp,
Singing a duet
--Her partner
Covertly responding...
Setting a lethargic gaze
At the sunlight
Radiating through
The canopy of trees
In the yard,
Like grains of sand
Streaming between my fingers
There was a light breeze
--Swiftly cascading
Over my skin
Invigorating my being
The cedars swayed
To and fro
Nostalgia of
The Chesapeake shores
Invade my memory
As I indulge
In a familiar
And welcoming
White noise
Of waves crashing
Onto the coast
A bird begins to chirp,
Singing a duet
--Her partner
Covertly responding...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Mar 2016 10:10am
5th Mar 2016 10:10am
Cancun Flame
I could tell you liked me
I noticed you about day three
--Walking out onto the beach
The Sun was bright
In the midday sky
I glanced over to you
Seductively reaching down
For a towel
Almost slow motion
Your cleavage aroused me
In a frost white bikini
--She had an enticing piercing
Right above her naval
You played volleyball with us one day
We were on opposite teams
I didn’t mind—engorging on your
Beauty
Mustering my fortitude,
I spoke to her on New Years Eve
...
I noticed you about day three
--Walking out onto the beach
The Sun was bright
In the midday sky
I glanced over to you
Seductively reaching down
For a towel
Almost slow motion
Your cleavage aroused me
In a frost white bikini
--She had an enticing piercing
Right above her naval
You played volleyball with us one day
We were on opposite teams
I didn’t mind—engorging on your
Beauty
Mustering my fortitude,
I spoke to her on New Years Eve
...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Mar 2016 9:23am
5th Mar 2016 9:23am
Mind Games
I find it remarkable,
The human mind
Capable of almost
Infinite feats
--Both evil and good
It shuts off for a third
Of our lives
Only when we sleep.
But once awake
It becomes
An organic machine
Math and language
Literature teeming
On my mind,
There is but one
Faulty quality
What of another
Mind
A rival of wits
To hear the thoughts
Of a fellow man
--What power
No man is great enough
To command such power.
Lust for dominance
Will corrupt all minds,
Beckoning the end of...
The human mind
Capable of almost
Infinite feats
--Both evil and good
It shuts off for a third
Of our lives
Only when we sleep.
But once awake
It becomes
An organic machine
Math and language
Literature teeming
On my mind,
There is but one
Faulty quality
What of another
Mind
A rival of wits
To hear the thoughts
Of a fellow man
--What power
No man is great enough
To command such power.
Lust for dominance
Will corrupt all minds,
Beckoning the end of...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
1st Mar 2016 9:15am
1st Mar 2016 9:15am
Late Night Thoughts
What makes me do the things I do?
Why am I driven to work hard?
Well hard enough anyway
Like I give a fuck
But I actually do
I always get hung up on girls
I don’t know,
I like spending quality time with girls I like
But I can’t ever be alone with them
Ever
It’s like the universe wants me to be single
For the rest of my life
What’s it worth anyway—marriage
Companionship, or whatever you wanna call it
Its weird
We all crave it
But a lot of us never get it
I’m so stressed out...
Why am I driven to work hard?
Well hard enough anyway
Like I give a fuck
But I actually do
I always get hung up on girls
I don’t know,
I like spending quality time with girls I like
But I can’t ever be alone with them
Ever
It’s like the universe wants me to be single
For the rest of my life
What’s it worth anyway—marriage
Companionship, or whatever you wanna call it
Its weird
We all crave it
But a lot of us never get it
I’m so stressed out...
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