Submissions by Cipher_O (WarlordoftheWrittenWord)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"Poetry is nearer to vital truth than history" - Plato
SELF POEM
Published
19th Jul 2021 8:18am
19th Jul 2021 8:18am
Tincture in Whisper
The ingredients of solitude…
Broken rays of sunshine.
The mourning of morning
Shimmering in,
Prodigious perception,
of sometimes shivering.
Never giving in,
or broken.
Scarified by sand granules,
and
Fights with dark nights
and
Flights into solar sights
and
Downpours dark choirs
and
Lows of lowers
As…
All that is above
Is...
Getting higher & higher
And there is a grave
that
is
a
...
Broken rays of sunshine.
The mourning of morning
Shimmering in,
Prodigious perception,
of sometimes shivering.
Never giving in,
or broken.
Scarified by sand granules,
and
Fights with dark nights
and
Flights into solar sights
and
Downpours dark choirs
and
Lows of lowers
As…
All that is above
Is...
Getting higher & higher
And there is a grave
that
is
a
...
#confessional
#honesty
#SelfDiscovery
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Jul 2021 8:18am
19th Jul 2021 8:18am
Reading, Transylvania
Perhaps the thorns weren’t immersed first,
but, they were certainly felt the most.
A human system of mechanisms.
Dials and meters having statistical data,
and, measurements of levels.
An eye hovers above it all,
checking in
in
Moments.
What have I become?
The illusion of time drifts & weaves
under & over.
Anomalies glare,
lighthouse beacons facing a sea of strange
Primordia, across the surface.
The deformities of perfection,
upon the face, of a...
but, they were certainly felt the most.
A human system of mechanisms.
Dials and meters having statistical data,
and, measurements of levels.
An eye hovers above it all,
checking in
in
Moments.
What have I become?
The illusion of time drifts & weaves
under & over.
Anomalies glare,
lighthouse beacons facing a sea of strange
Primordia, across the surface.
The deformities of perfection,
upon the face, of a...
#confessional
#honesty
#SelfReflection
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2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Jul 2021 5:56am
18th Jul 2021 5:56am
Fallen
The premise was that we originally lived off fruit
and my mind pondered the nature of being…
Fallen
In the lines of the cited paradigm,
which would seem to indicate a shift
into a shift.
And
if
not an instantaneous shift
then
an evolutionary shift
into
greed & need
Heralded...
by
suffering.
and my mind pondered the nature of being…
Fallen
In the lines of the cited paradigm,
which would seem to indicate a shift
into a shift.
And
if
not an instantaneous shift
then
an evolutionary shift
into
greed & need
Heralded...
by
suffering.
#spiritual
#philosophical
#tradition
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16 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Jul 2021 5:55am
18th Jul 2021 5:55am
Structures of Vacancies
The shadows always drift -
Wind over the surface of snow.
Resonation of reflection.
Contemplations of time & space -
Falling into a chalice of absence.
Where once there was substance -
Now, there is only space.
The reinvention of the senses -
In alignments, that dissolve.
Afflictions of retro-causal awareness.
Lessons that lessen emotive placement.
Will to feel in recycled recognition.
Consciousness watching consciousness.
Sum of numb into cold circulation.
This...
Wind over the surface of snow.
Resonation of reflection.
Contemplations of time & space -
Falling into a chalice of absence.
Where once there was substance -
Now, there is only space.
The reinvention of the senses -
In alignments, that dissolve.
Afflictions of retro-causal awareness.
Lessons that lessen emotive placement.
Will to feel in recycled recognition.
Consciousness watching consciousness.
Sum of numb into cold circulation.
This...
#sadness
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#fear
317 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Jul 2021 9:20am
17th Jul 2021 9:20am
ILL(+)US(-)IONS
Death can be nothing but creation -
as creation is nothing but transition.
The pieces contain within themselves…
Perfection
Perfected in their manifestation -
Behind a veil of tears & fears
Inside the fabric of faces dwells
Farewells
Of forgetting…
Pirouette shaped falling.
Graceful currents of wishing wells.
Guardian sentinels calling.
No goodbyes – Only farewells.
Into faraway lands.
Across the void – There like forever
Lotus limbs reconfigured.
Madness as a meditation of...
as creation is nothing but transition.
The pieces contain within themselves…
Perfection
Perfected in their manifestation -
Behind a veil of tears & fears
Inside the fabric of faces dwells
Farewells
Of forgetting…
Pirouette shaped falling.
Graceful currents of wishing wells.
Guardian sentinels calling.
No goodbyes – Only farewells.
Into faraway lands.
Across the void – There like forever
Lotus limbs reconfigured.
Madness as a meditation of...
#love
#dark
#emptiness
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Jul 2021 9:19am
17th Jul 2021 9:19am
Black Infusion
Black clouds into black clouds
Celestial collision as structure of thought
Turning like the mind of a black hole
Reflected in the pineal orb – absorbed
Cancer cells invade in inescapable sounds
Evasive meaning in moments of philosophy
Darkness to darkness – Weakening limbs
Bone shrinkage in the center of the skin
Movement decelerates misplaced functions
The bed becomes the death ship of kings
The death ship becomes a space ship
In the center of a translucent orb
Death is a road to awe
The decision is made...
Celestial collision as structure of thought
Turning like the mind of a black hole
Reflected in the pineal orb – absorbed
Cancer cells invade in inescapable sounds
Evasive meaning in moments of philosophy
Darkness to darkness – Weakening limbs
Bone shrinkage in the center of the skin
Movement decelerates misplaced functions
The bed becomes the death ship of kings
The death ship becomes a space ship
In the center of a translucent orb
Death is a road to awe
The decision is made...
#love
#dark
#emptiness
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Jul 2021 8:53am
16th Jul 2021 8:53am
The Smoke of a Firework
Expanding heart, in ink blot tides – The conduit
of the kiss, entering the mind in an expanding star gate.
Sounds of crowds, in the distance, finale fanfare.
Micro life cycles, all unnoticed, once they were there,
And now… They just… disappear.
This world was made for lovers, in a state of love.
Parallel objects, studying the other’s soul.
These stars are theres, becoming, unto the above -
Panorama of stars, shimmering, magical.
Over eyes hair dangles in tendrils.
Ultra violet glow, the sounds of waves over all...
of the kiss, entering the mind in an expanding star gate.
Sounds of crowds, in the distance, finale fanfare.
Micro life cycles, all unnoticed, once they were there,
And now… They just… disappear.
This world was made for lovers, in a state of love.
Parallel objects, studying the other’s soul.
These stars are theres, becoming, unto the above -
Panorama of stars, shimmering, magical.
Over eyes hair dangles in tendrils.
Ultra violet glow, the sounds of waves over all...
#love
#romantic
#beauty
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4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
16th Jul 2021 8:52am
16th Jul 2021 8:52am
The Heron With Candle Eyes
Death by a thousand drugs...
The ground is hyper magnified,
pulsating even -
in nauseous attempts at awareness,
as the vomit refuses to surface,
for one reason or another,
dizzying attempts at awareness...
Externalities in states of internal conflict.
Out of control.
No longer… In control
Of… Anything
In the background...
A flashing exit sign, out of the building.
Strike one…
One hand touches the floor.
Strike two…
Lack of balance, the second hand falls.
...
The ground is hyper magnified,
pulsating even -
in nauseous attempts at awareness,
as the vomit refuses to surface,
for one reason or another,
dizzying attempts at awareness...
Externalities in states of internal conflict.
Out of control.
No longer… In control
Of… Anything
In the background...
A flashing exit sign, out of the building.
Strike one…
One hand touches the floor.
Strike two…
Lack of balance, the second hand falls.
...
#anxiety
#dark
#alcohol
#drugs
#fear
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2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Jul 2021 9:25am
15th Jul 2021 9:25am
Sea Turtles & See Turtles
She has shape shifting eyes, meritorious mood rings.
Seeing things, from vantage points that are beyond
The mechanisms of sight, utilized by other beings,
Who only believe… They have seen.
She taught me how to read... Her emotions.
Maybe because I was curious, maybe because she liked me…
Maybe just because.
Grey=Worried
Really blue=Happy
Green/blue green=Sad
Green=Mystery
She taught me by allowing me to spend time with her.
And I was… Maybe studious, maybe curious.
*...
Seeing things, from vantage points that are beyond
The mechanisms of sight, utilized by other beings,
Who only believe… They have seen.
She taught me how to read... Her emotions.
Maybe because I was curious, maybe because she liked me…
Maybe just because.
Grey=Worried
Really blue=Happy
Green/blue green=Sad
Green=Mystery
She taught me by allowing me to spend time with her.
And I was… Maybe studious, maybe curious.
*...
#beauty
#universe
#water
#fairies
#mermaids
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Jul 2021 9:23am
15th Jul 2021 9:23am
The Book of Choronzon
The spinning lights spun slow in the slow motion night.
Rendering the figures of authority as vestiges of spirit.
Slack jawed, confused, conceptions of reality diffused.
Thinking about their families, emotions perfused.
Slow motion freeze in the deep dark night.
Chasing shadows in callow shadows.
Vaporous breath left like death.
Lost childhood that left.
The cleft of the cliff.
Break of the wake.
* * *
This is what you must understand.
As the young man placed the candles...
Rendering the figures of authority as vestiges of spirit.
Slack jawed, confused, conceptions of reality diffused.
Thinking about their families, emotions perfused.
Slow motion freeze in the deep dark night.
Chasing shadows in callow shadows.
Vaporous breath left like death.
Lost childhood that left.
The cleft of the cliff.
Break of the wake.
* * *
This is what you must understand.
As the young man placed the candles...
#anger
#hate
#dark
#despair
#apathy
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3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jul 2021 9:12am
14th Jul 2021 9:12am
Felony Poetry
In the shadowy enclaves
of the city…
Masked poets run free.
Following the whims
of those-thems.
Place to place.
Stopping at points
that cause pause...
Creating havoc…
Like an origami construct
with inter-dimensional
sounds - of tin foil
Crinkled…
Instantaneous
And then… ghost
Nobody knows.
As the flames rise
& purify
The lies in the eyes
of poetry
Cellular soulful solar… Incised
in...
of the city…
Masked poets run free.
Following the whims
of those-thems.
Place to place.
Stopping at points
that cause pause...
Creating havoc…
Like an origami construct
with inter-dimensional
sounds - of tin foil
Crinkled…
Instantaneous
And then… ghost
Nobody knows.
As the flames rise
& purify
The lies in the eyes
of poetry
Cellular soulful solar… Incised
in...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#passion
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jul 2021 9:11am
14th Jul 2021 9:11am
Candlelight Dreaming
At first, the flame flickers…
From a spark -
swaying.
A beginning…
Romantic piano enters…
A slow start -
playing.
A portal opening…
Her hips are curvatures…
sultry shadows -
curved
Like… Dreams of sunsets over meadows
So undeserved.
Glass of wine in one hand -
magic wand
in the other hand...
Held…
Like… The meld of sun meeting moon – Beheld.
As… Sparks spark in life like parts.
And… Aromas rise in Somas of lunar tides.
...
From a spark -
swaying.
A beginning…
Romantic piano enters…
A slow start -
playing.
A portal opening…
Her hips are curvatures…
sultry shadows -
curved
Like… Dreams of sunsets over meadows
So undeserved.
Glass of wine in one hand -
magic wand
in the other hand...
Held…
Like… The meld of sun meeting moon – Beheld.
As… Sparks spark in life like parts.
And… Aromas rise in Somas of lunar tides.
...
#love
#romantic
#beauty
#WritingPoetry
#dating
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