Submissions by Blackenedsole (Boreas)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Ahhh the beauty of poetry.. none better release from your thoughts, gateway to your fantasy's.. or just to let out the shit your friends would never understand... welcome to our crowded land of loneliness....
gone till November
jets sing low
as if flying from my soul
the black of nights
fight winds of north
gods do cry
as fleeting moments morph
hollow shells lay on naked beach
shadows disperse to leave bare trees
roots untangled
clearer seas
heavy heart
weightless soul
he who forgets
is destined to remember
still a question....
left in November
as if flying from my soul
the black of nights
fight winds of north
gods do cry
as fleeting moments morph
hollow shells lay on naked beach
shadows disperse to leave bare trees
roots untangled
clearer seas
heavy heart
weightless soul
he who forgets
is destined to remember
still a question....
left in November
844 reads
10 Comments
flight of fancy
for you my friend, a simple glimpse at the world you mean to me...
____"never loose sight of what's under your nose, for it may guide you round the bend" :) __________
words flow like a barren spring
into an empty brook
inspiration that once eluded
thoughts you overtook
in total awe you left me
my thought of train AWOL
another trip for me
into the dark corners of my soul
your beauty overwhelming
a soul unlike I've ever known
wrapped in imperfections
core of solid gold
in this masquerade called life...
____"never loose sight of what's under your nose, for it may guide you round the bend" :) __________
words flow like a barren spring
into an empty brook
inspiration that once eluded
thoughts you overtook
in total awe you left me
my thought of train AWOL
another trip for me
into the dark corners of my soul
your beauty overwhelming
a soul unlike I've ever known
wrapped in imperfections
core of solid gold
in this masquerade called life...
995 reads
8 Comments
funny ol day
843 reads
4 Comments
American History X
969 reads
9 Comments
at the end of my road
don't shed a tear
as they stackin the rocks
a single black rose all I ask
if that's not to much
tied to the blank marker
with a purple bow
sealed with your kiss
a gift for my soul
so when the next lifetime arrives
it knows with whom to grow old
but until then
a little warmth for the cold
as they stackin the rocks
a single black rose all I ask
if that's not to much
tied to the blank marker
with a purple bow
sealed with your kiss
a gift for my soul
so when the next lifetime arrives
it knows with whom to grow old
but until then
a little warmth for the cold
856 reads
12 Comments
relevance to none but not to some
why preach and spit
when practice you can't
nor teach that shit
breaks screech
mind breach
broach
belly up
on approach
face to the floor
you kiss the cock
roach
infatuated by words
never spoke
yet the facade
masquerade
if existed
would fade
like a bleached
shit stain
on yo asshole
yo lip
spit
dribble
trip
configure
lithium deficiency
disfigure disorder
fuck it
just blame the weather..!!
coz shit will stick
without mortar
when practice you can't
nor teach that shit
breaks screech
mind breach
broach
belly up
on approach
face to the floor
you kiss the cock
roach
infatuated by words
never spoke
yet the facade
masquerade
if existed
would fade
like a bleached
shit stain
on yo asshole
yo lip
spit
dribble
trip
configure
lithium deficiency
disfigure disorder
fuck it
just blame the weather..!!
coz shit will stick
without mortar
889 reads
18 Comments
chillin n killin
is that the floor
or the mat
on which you just shat
when the cat in the hat
yelled; booo
rat-a-tat-tat
from out the back
of his black Cadillac
40 in his paw
yo bitch on his sak
tread on yo mill
like a good fucking rat
yo starfish puckered
yo jellyfish back
on track
in the face of adversity
you plan your attack
but the shadows taunt
while you're slappin the bats
writing on the wall
in a water based taint
you pickin the scabs
of something that ain't
metamorphosis of diadromous
with a rhetoric...
or the mat
on which you just shat
when the cat in the hat
yelled; booo
rat-a-tat-tat
from out the back
of his black Cadillac
40 in his paw
yo bitch on his sak
tread on yo mill
like a good fucking rat
yo starfish puckered
yo jellyfish back
on track
in the face of adversity
you plan your attack
but the shadows taunt
while you're slappin the bats
writing on the wall
in a water based taint
you pickin the scabs
of something that ain't
metamorphosis of diadromous
with a rhetoric...
1029 reads
11 Comments
judge none
921 reads
40 oz love song for a gee
I'm at a rave
lookin like a slave
high on chronic
body smells like vomit
eyes somewhat demonic
so shut you're mouth
you dirty slut
cock in your mouth
straight out yo but
you cough an gag
while I bust a nut
true love
the length
of a solemn fuck
lookin like a slave
high on chronic
body smells like vomit
eyes somewhat demonic
so shut you're mouth
you dirty slut
cock in your mouth
straight out yo but
you cough an gag
while I bust a nut
true love
the length
of a solemn fuck
853 reads
10 Comments
puddles/ depressions
people always curse the puddle
after their tyres create the depression
and the sediment of their runoff
lies
after their tyres create the depression
and the sediment of their runoff
lies
694 reads
4 Comments
Suzie vs Sally
what Suzie says of Sally
says more of Suzie
than of Sally
says more of Suzie
than of Sally
857 reads
9 Comments
can't survive another hit
you struck with force
my eyes blind to your ways
by the time they opened
my life... not a trace
things I couldn't dream
people were capable of
used my trust
to pull it of
my minds journey from there
an interesting road
one I won't boar you with
it's not your load
but now you call
like nothing was wrong
for reasons unclear
it's been so long..
whatever your reasons
I care not to know
for the past is buried
under a mountain of snow
and you only converse
behind a your masks
your...
my eyes blind to your ways
by the time they opened
my life... not a trace
things I couldn't dream
people were capable of
used my trust
to pull it of
my minds journey from there
an interesting road
one I won't boar you with
it's not your load
but now you call
like nothing was wrong
for reasons unclear
it's been so long..
whatever your reasons
I care not to know
for the past is buried
under a mountain of snow
and you only converse
behind a your masks
your...
772 reads
DU Poetry : Submissions by Blackenedsole (Boreas)