Submissions by Cipher_O (WarlordoftheWrittenWord)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Zero_Stillness
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2021 11:17am
22nd Jun 2021 11:17am
Carressed
This is mob rule baby
On a mission of omission
As the herd is def dumb or blind
I can’t decide
If I care
Strait out of the flames of the fire
And they are there
Wherever
Has life always been so
Who can tell?
It all happened so fast.
Flickering fluctuations flittering
like butterfly wings fluttering
and meeting the air
caressed.
On a mission of omission
As the herd is def dumb or blind
I can’t decide
If I care
Strait out of the flames of the fire
And they are there
Wherever
Has life always been so
Who can tell?
It all happened so fast.
Flickering fluctuations flittering
like butterfly wings fluttering
and meeting the air
caressed.
#technology
#environment
#humankind
#evolution
#philosophical
622 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jun 2021 12:07pm
21st Jun 2021 12:07pm
god/sod
There is one of these to see. (life)
Some propose scarcity -
While others propose abundance & manifestation.
And somehow…
Choice is involved.
But nevertheless…
Forces flow through the human organism
Into the light – like mushroom clouds
And rip the twines of the binary
with pure power.
In the wars of the titans
gods or godlike
Sophisticated weapons that shoot out stars
with Tesla rays
& take over the real estate
to create
lineage
it...
Some propose scarcity -
While others propose abundance & manifestation.
And somehow…
Choice is involved.
But nevertheless…
Forces flow through the human organism
Into the light – like mushroom clouds
And rip the twines of the binary
with pure power.
In the wars of the titans
gods or godlike
Sophisticated weapons that shoot out stars
with Tesla rays
& take over the real estate
to create
lineage
it...
#utopia
#money
#heaven
#hell
#consumerism
516 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st Jun 2021 12:07pm
21st Jun 2021 12:07pm
Object Permanence
Everything descends…
fallen angels & hail storms
broken bonds that cannot make amends
cubist surrealist symbolist dadaist nihilist post modern forms
The sacred into the truly dread
inside the mind
functional from sign to sign
from time to time – the magic show in the amphitheater inside the head
Tell me what is dead
& what has died
take me to the final resting places
to a face replaced by a stone face that outward faces
Into whatever you call the weather
that shifts & switches
in bipolarity...
fallen angels & hail storms
broken bonds that cannot make amends
cubist surrealist symbolist dadaist nihilist post modern forms
The sacred into the truly dread
inside the mind
functional from sign to sign
from time to time – the magic show in the amphitheater inside the head
Tell me what is dead
& what has died
take me to the final resting places
to a face replaced by a stone face that outward faces
Into whatever you call the weather
that shifts & switches
in bipolarity...
#loneliness
#emptiness
#apathy
#bittersweet
#fear
364 reads
6 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
20th Jun 2021 11:54am
20th Jun 2021 11:54am
Temple of Enigma
The gothic doors
opened like eyes
to light or light to eyes
Seeming to have
the imputed gravity
of a celestial body
Behind the doors
the air was different
hyperbaric or hallowed
incense infused or sacred
Stained into the walls in letters
marking time better than time
where smoke caressed and rolled
across the surface like a night to day transition
Like daily sustenance
in reinvented divinities made sacrosanct
by an acute eye
in the solitude of beauty
Like a reliquary made...
opened like eyes
to light or light to eyes
Seeming to have
the imputed gravity
of a celestial body
Behind the doors
the air was different
hyperbaric or hallowed
incense infused or sacred
Stained into the walls in letters
marking time better than time
where smoke caressed and rolled
across the surface like a night to day transition
Like daily sustenance
in reinvented divinities made sacrosanct
by an acute eye
in the solitude of beauty
Like a reliquary made...
#nature
#honesty
414 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jun 2021 11:52am
20th Jun 2021 11:52am
Totality
I remember
writing a paper on the cold war
revisiting the state of the affair
from afar
having no position or preconceived notions
in the matter
as I have a disdain for all government organizations
believing in the fallibility or corruption
of all human systems
I could never refrain
from an artistic/philosophical spin
most professors expressed appreciation
for my passion
and penchant
for thought formations in strategic extension
that maintained the freedom in written
words... That I came to believe in ...
writing a paper on the cold war
revisiting the state of the affair
from afar
having no position or preconceived notions
in the matter
as I have a disdain for all government organizations
believing in the fallibility or corruption
of all human systems
I could never refrain
from an artistic/philosophical spin
most professors expressed appreciation
for my passion
and penchant
for thought formations in strategic extension
that maintained the freedom in written
words... That I came to believe in ...
#anger
#love
#apocalypse
#philosophical
#apathy
464 reads
9 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jun 2021 1:48pm
19th Jun 2021 1:48pm
The Art of Storms
#earth
#universe
#fire
#water
#evolution
441 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Jun 2021 1:45pm
19th Jun 2021 1:45pm
The All Is In All
I had a vision
that we were all one
every avatar’s course
having the same source
the same consciousness
expanded in awareness
and breaking thoughts
of visions sought
the pens moving smooth
like swords spilling ink
a mental/spiritual groove
surfacing to sink
into the sands of time
in measures of meter & rhyme
& free flowing rhythm
crossing the chasm
of abyss darkness
deep into the soul
to surface in the heart – in full
as this world necessitates us all - in full
that we were all one
every avatar’s course
having the same source
the same consciousness
expanded in awareness
and breaking thoughts
of visions sought
the pens moving smooth
like swords spilling ink
a mental/spiritual groove
surfacing to sink
into the sands of time
in measures of meter & rhyme
& free flowing rhythm
crossing the chasm
of abyss darkness
deep into the soul
to surface in the heart – in full
as this world necessitates us all - in full
#love
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#PowerOfWords
#wisdom
325 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jun 2021 9:43am
18th Jun 2021 9:43am
The War of Molecules
The whirling world is war.
In the darkness the star -
Fights against strenuous gravity
To hold itself together
and not fall into event horizons
that loom - across spaces like black lights of doom.
Even within the star -
there is war -
as molecules move about in frenzies
and furore -
shifting into themselves and transforming
into new forms with new functions...
And still at war -
bursting forth – in nameless anonymities
criss crossing and drawing strange symbols
seen only by...
In the darkness the star -
Fights against strenuous gravity
To hold itself together
and not fall into event horizons
that loom - across spaces like black lights of doom.
Even within the star -
there is war -
as molecules move about in frenzies
and furore -
shifting into themselves and transforming
into new forms with new functions...
And still at war -
bursting forth – in nameless anonymities
criss crossing and drawing strange symbols
seen only by...
#oppression
#power
#war
#universe
#stars
654 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Jun 2021 9:41am
18th Jun 2021 9:41am
Epilogue of Rain
The epilogue of the rain
sounds like quelling silence.
A solve unto my pain -
a mystery I cannot solve.
Maybe I am insane -
I have long thought but never said.
because…
being insane was something that always made me proud.
Does that make me insane?
I guess I just didn’t want to be the same
as all those people in the crowd.
I guess I just wanted my silence to be loud
and vanquish the seeds sown
by lying scheming manipulative powers that be
that write the script of you and me
...
sounds like quelling silence.
A solve unto my pain -
a mystery I cannot solve.
Maybe I am insane -
I have long thought but never said.
because…
being insane was something that always made me proud.
Does that make me insane?
I guess I just didn’t want to be the same
as all those people in the crowd.
I guess I just wanted my silence to be loud
and vanquish the seeds sown
by lying scheming manipulative powers that be
that write the script of you and me
...
#dark
#rain
#honesty
#rebellion
#dystopian
629 reads
14 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Jun 2021 10:22am
17th Jun 2021 10:22am
...A Voice...
A voice
is…
The vibration of the vocal chords
implying music
or…
Music implies a voice...
an inverse
like the last becoming the first
or…
the first becoming the last
like poetry in motion
or…
motion in poetry
a verse
For…
Your -
Voice
That sweeps over the surface of my heart & soul like the wings of angels
or…
Angels of wings
When angels appear in our Earth bound dwellings
garnering second looks like second sight
or…
Second...
is…
The vibration of the vocal chords
implying music
or…
Music implies a voice...
an inverse
like the last becoming the first
or…
the first becoming the last
like poetry in motion
or…
motion in poetry
a verse
For…
Your -
Voice
That sweeps over the surface of my heart & soul like the wings of angels
or…
Angels of wings
When angels appear in our Earth bound dwellings
garnering second looks like second sight
or…
Second...
#beauty
#angels
#honesty
#admiration
#fear
396 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Jun 2021 10:19am
17th Jun 2021 10:19am
Magi
I see too much...
and seeing is knowing
I know too much...
and knowledge is love
I love too much...
and love is pain
And…
Pain feels like the end of things.
because…
Pain ushers in the sin of nothing.
A crescendo of silence
that contains such expansive openings.
Memories
&
Reflection
The seas of rejection & dejection
The solitude of alienation
&
Aftermaths of creation
because…
Creativity addresses
possesses
discards ...
and seeing is knowing
I know too much...
and knowledge is love
I love too much...
and love is pain
And…
Pain feels like the end of things.
because…
Pain ushers in the sin of nothing.
A crescendo of silence
that contains such expansive openings.
Memories
&
Reflection
The seas of rejection & dejection
The solitude of alienation
&
Aftermaths of creation
because…
Creativity addresses
possesses
discards ...
#beauty
#storm
#PowerOfWords
#magic
#NoPoo
549 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Jun 2021 11:08am
16th Jun 2021 11:08am
The Secret of Lightening
The stage is set
as all the world is a stage
after all
and the stage of you
is a sky
that takes me high
into clouded abodes
and my every word
becomes an ode
of worlds I have never known
sights I have never seen
Verdant greens
Hues of blues
Ice into segmented deconstruction
And my consciousness
and collective thought
assembling and resembling
adaptation to fascination
and the wisdom of time
and interaction therein
perhaps tainted
by the fallen
of...
as all the world is a stage
after all
and the stage of you
is a sky
that takes me high
into clouded abodes
and my every word
becomes an ode
of worlds I have never known
sights I have never seen
Verdant greens
Hues of blues
Ice into segmented deconstruction
And my consciousness
and collective thought
assembling and resembling
adaptation to fascination
and the wisdom of time
and interaction therein
perhaps tainted
by the fallen
of...
#honesty
#magic
#apathy
#emotions
#fear
440 reads
16 Comments
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