Submissions by Brokendreams
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Ive been writing for most of my life but started writing a lot after my first divorce. Im a true southern gentleman and a hopeless romantic.
Endless lust
Tear soaked cards upon the floor. Withered roses faded brown. Oh gentle petals trampled upon by mindless feet. Beautiful memories agonizing as the dagger pierce the heart at every mornings light. Joy becomes pain and love mocks the heart with a never ending trail of tears. Sweet memories torture the soul and stop the clock. Illustrious ravens dance their dance, treading upon the angels wings. Crowded room, no where to go. Battling! kicking! screaming! Gnawing at the pillow begging for annihilation to break its cycle. Sadistic birds living upon the flesh of a weakened soul. Nothing left but...
#lust
#FallingInLove
#dating
#crush
#LookingForLove
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Fallen Tongue
At the mornings call did the ravens tongue fall. No pity nor sorrow from its claws did love borrow. Endless rows of marble all but covered the lie. Stakes and timbers wallowed their way into the shallow ground. Mockers gathered around. On display for the raven to see, the river did flow. Empty veins brought forth little, but much was taken. Coward they mocked. Share thy pain and let it go. Ferocious growl of pride devoured with no one at its side. Stop the cries went out! No more, were the pleas. Within the grasp not a hand reached. Not even one. One knee to the ground heavens home in sight....
#anger
#dark
#greed
#despair
#emptiness
417 reads
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My Name
Why dost my name cross thy tongue? A demonic utterance, mocking the shadows on the wall. Flickering light shining through the gaps, piercing the evenings light. Screaming whispers meant for none to hear. Deafening silence mocking the empty soul. Why dost my name cross thy tongue? Dreams and visions parade with enchanting words, giving loves final dance. Only if there could be one more chance. Ultimate shame with no one to blame. Screaming! Screaming! No one to hear. Pawing and clawing into a deeper pool. Drowning! wrapped tightly, bound in the unforgiving cloth. Squeezing each beat of the...
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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Alone
Persistent river tumbling to the pillow that breaks the fall. Crowded room yet all alone the broken heart pleads for the sharpest edge. Visions of love surround the heart and squeeze life from the veins. Emptiness overtakes, smothering the smile with tortured agony. Eyes open not, heart do not beat, breathe fail the body. The path was was not, yet it is. The soul screams and pleads. Time turn back and change the future, for death shall fall. The weary heart gains no rest, for they walk to and fro. Yet all alone, the soul entertains to no end. All alone in the night, all alone in the day. All...
#loneliness
#dark
#shadows
#despair
#suffering
597 reads
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The Devils Parody
Be not deceived for love is little more than the devils parody signing a sirens song. Into the dark the soul freely roams. Wayward winds tugging at the delicate strings of the hearts joy. Words and promises come so easy but fail to mean little more than a turned page. Forgotten promises written amongst wasted wood. Falling to the wayside with a tiny breeze love quickly dies. Words and words, lies and lies. The heart knows no difference, only the pain smothered with a trail of tears. Singing a song and whispering dreams in the lonely ears. Deception devours a life of knowledge all in the name...
#LifeAsAWriter
491 reads
5 Comments
Pools of Red
Oh gentle friend, thy pool of tears collected now turns red. Accumulating a joyous stain upon thy bed. A smile upon thy shame, as darkness prevails. Bringing an end to the endless tales. Gamblers hand, final deal. Bluff was called its time to steal. Away with mockery and shame, no one else to blame.
Sleep my child, close thine eyes. Glory awaits for those that do not hesitate. The words of the fathers curse the path, nothing left in the aftermath. In these shoes they have walked not. Not a foot, not a mile forget trying to bring a smile. Upon thy knees have went many pleas. Oh gentle...
Sleep my child, close thine eyes. Glory awaits for those that do not hesitate. The words of the fathers curse the path, nothing left in the aftermath. In these shoes they have walked not. Not a foot, not a mile forget trying to bring a smile. Upon thy knees have went many pleas. Oh gentle...
#sadness
#anxiety
#dark #despair
#dark #despair
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Cry Not For Me
Unto the heavens reached the shaking hand. Bound by earthly teathers, yearned a broken heart. Passionate words, fathers desires, and screams woke the mornings light. Blinded ears and deafened eyes searched for heavens sight. Hidden words softened the soil, yet the feet failed to break free. Consuming swamps swallowed the final drop of pride as bended knee met the lonely earth. Downward glance brought forth the emptiness that swallowed the final breathe. Upon the neck, breathe fell not as eyes failed to cross. Shame brought forth endless lies and visions of pearls upon the face of the wicked...
#PopCulture
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Ambiguity
Oh rounded feet, which way shall thy lead the heart tonight. Shall it be the coldest of colds that brings forth a river of red. Shall it be the warmth of swaddling arms that nurture the soul. In thine ears the raven brings forth the darkest answers and final peace. Freeing the soul from the broken glass that pierces the bottom of the feet. The darkness brings forth a gentle breeze from flying soil, ending thy pain with a long nights sleep. Yet the arms reach out, pulling back the spade. A tiny glimmer of light teases the heart and cracks the eye. Thy strong beast doest deliver a mighty...
#confessional
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Ravens Delight
Falling back onto the pillow of nails. Thousands of ravens pierce the evenings flight. Tiny glimmers of hope fading quick, begging the night for no mornings light. Swatting them away as the soul prays, the demons take their turns. One by one they rip and gnaw. Sleep itself becomes a dream, a fantasy to behold. The weary findeth not the traveled path. Teasing and mocking the tortured soul. Round and round the daggers swirl. The night lingers on. Unable to move, unable to free the spirit, the body fades and slips into a pool. Why must the ravens persist, why must their anger nag so deep. Why...
#dark
#birds
#nature
#spiritual
#humankind
485 reads
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