Submissions by ClovenTongue34 (Nathaniel Peter)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My stage name is Cloven and much of my writing is influenced by a lot of the music and mood of the music I listen to and is often heavier and philosophical in nature.
Still The One
Does practice make perfect love?
When we’re two imperfect people no less perfect for each other
Enchantments and apologetics of
All the ways that I try and fail as a lover
Words like paper weights outline my heart in ink
Trying to transcribe all that you mean to me
Interpreting these emotions too deep to convey in all I think
When your beauty is more than just what’s at the surface of all there is to see
More than just the girl of my dreams but the angel of my awakening
Our hearts are knit of a common thread into the fabric of a life...
When we’re two imperfect people no less perfect for each other
Enchantments and apologetics of
All the ways that I try and fail as a lover
Words like paper weights outline my heart in ink
Trying to transcribe all that you mean to me
Interpreting these emotions too deep to convey in all I think
When your beauty is more than just what’s at the surface of all there is to see
More than just the girl of my dreams but the angel of my awakening
Our hearts are knit of a common thread into the fabric of a life...
#love
#wife
#relationships
#marriage
#anniversary
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The Issue of Blood
Drawing from dormant depths
Like excavating dry bones
I rise to speak of hope
Against the boast of self inflicted stones
When the heart beats guilt
In my shames acclaim to condemn
I remember that God is greater
As I reach out in desperation for the hem
Faith pulls on the power that flows through the garments of my Savior
Affliction likened unto this issue of my blood
Addiction unspoken drowns me in the turmoil of an isolated flood
When boasts my sins in silence
I suffer the weight of my own violence
...
Like excavating dry bones
I rise to speak of hope
Against the boast of self inflicted stones
When the heart beats guilt
In my shames acclaim to condemn
I remember that God is greater
As I reach out in desperation for the hem
Faith pulls on the power that flows through the garments of my Savior
Affliction likened unto this issue of my blood
Addiction unspoken drowns me in the turmoil of an isolated flood
When boasts my sins in silence
I suffer the weight of my own violence
...
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#Christian
#faith
#spiritual
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Corrosion
Looking out across sea salt scapes
Full of life beneath the surface of what seems an endless void
Setting sail amidst the beauty and the treachery of strange rhythms
Winds pull further out
The moon and waves in a harmony of war
Storms as obstacles to preset destinations
I’m caught between rain clouds and tsunamis in a hurricane
With overcast hearts that obstruct blue skies
And walls of unpredictable slabs of liquid concrete
No horizon or shoreline to speak of
Seeking for lighthouses in the gray
Relentless...
Full of life beneath the surface of what seems an endless void
Setting sail amidst the beauty and the treachery of strange rhythms
Winds pull further out
The moon and waves in a harmony of war
Storms as obstacles to preset destinations
I’m caught between rain clouds and tsunamis in a hurricane
With overcast hearts that obstruct blue skies
And walls of unpredictable slabs of liquid concrete
No horizon or shoreline to speak of
Seeking for lighthouses in the gray
Relentless...
#sadness
#depression
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#home
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Blurry Vision
Double sided
This mirror through which I peer
When my reflection is my lens
I see it all so clearly skewed through the prism of a tear
This world in the vibrancy of shadows
What is and what’s to come
Forward minded loss of moments
Like sand slipping as the hour glass comes undone
Timeline vapors disperse and dissipate
As eternity is dimly perceived
We see as through a stain glass window
The glory of forever against the moment grieved
Paradox of this existence
Reality in collision with the truth ...
This mirror through which I peer
When my reflection is my lens
I see it all so clearly skewed through the prism of a tear
This world in the vibrancy of shadows
What is and what’s to come
Forward minded loss of moments
Like sand slipping as the hour glass comes undone
Timeline vapors disperse and dissipate
As eternity is dimly perceived
We see as through a stain glass window
The glory of forever against the moment grieved
Paradox of this existence
Reality in collision with the truth ...
#spiritual
#philosophical
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Beauty and Decay
Who am I within this shell
From womb to a cocoon of skin
Todays heaven is tomorrows hell
Indulgences of blessings and sin
The gift and the curse of free will
My wings comprised of all that swells within
To new heights take flight
Where will I land in the end
Of butterflies or moths
Of the divine or a devil send…
From womb to a cocoon of skin
Todays heaven is tomorrows hell
Indulgences of blessings and sin
The gift and the curse of free will
My wings comprised of all that swells within
To new heights take flight
Where will I land in the end
Of butterflies or moths
Of the divine or a devil send…
#dark
#death
#LifeStruggles
#faith
#SelfReflection
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Trend Setting Fashion Statements
Trust compromised and repaired
Holistic bonds give sight to the otherwise impaired
Uniformed in motion gradually instep and unaware
Nuanced of the imperfect and yet automatic sense of care
Deviances redeemed on the altars of our swear
Experience refined by self sacrificial love, in every joy and burden that we bear
Romances of routine and revelry re-pronounces love so rare
Sedated yet awakened, our hearts in fashion that we wear
Torn to be reborn from the past and knit in the wonder of a full gaze from a blank stare
Roses...
Holistic bonds give sight to the otherwise impaired
Uniformed in motion gradually instep and unaware
Nuanced of the imperfect and yet automatic sense of care
Deviances redeemed on the altars of our swear
Experience refined by self sacrificial love, in every joy and burden that we bear
Romances of routine and revelry re-pronounces love so rare
Sedated yet awakened, our hearts in fashion that we wear
Torn to be reborn from the past and knit in the wonder of a full gaze from a blank stare
Roses...
#love
#marriage
#romantic
#ValentinesDay
#faith
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Never Ending
Taken in, enraptured at a glance
Honing in on this romance
Usurping my heart through my eyes
Novice hopes called to light
Dreams come alive where fantasy dies
Enduring beyond a moment, a lifetime’s promise, a lover’s fight
Revolutions of palpitations
Stirring up passions to relive first sensations
Tried and true, a vows kiss beyond infatuation
Rendered undone by love satisfied by in-satiation
Under the influence of what brings both clarity and chemical inebriation
Cadence set in harmony to imbue
Kinetic collisions...
Honing in on this romance
Usurping my heart through my eyes
Novice hopes called to light
Dreams come alive where fantasy dies
Enduring beyond a moment, a lifetime’s promise, a lover’s fight
Revolutions of palpitations
Stirring up passions to relive first sensations
Tried and true, a vows kiss beyond infatuation
Rendered undone by love satisfied by in-satiation
Under the influence of what brings both clarity and chemical inebriation
Cadence set in harmony to imbue
Kinetic collisions...
#love
#relationships
#marriage
#ILoveYou
#ValentinesDay
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Filthy Rags
Divided in the terms
Who is the audience or the subject
When everyone is just as innocent as they are guilty
Interrogations, who is the detective and who is the suspect
When it’s in the fine lines filed down between discernment and the will to accuse
Our assumptions more truly rendered of ourselves then the ones we abuse
Self serving on opposite ends of the spectrum of a tainted point of view
Confronting the devil you think you see in someone else that more truly resembles the devil in you
Con on the will of this philanthropy, the...
Who is the audience or the subject
When everyone is just as innocent as they are guilty
Interrogations, who is the detective and who is the suspect
When it’s in the fine lines filed down between discernment and the will to accuse
Our assumptions more truly rendered of ourselves then the ones we abuse
Self serving on opposite ends of the spectrum of a tainted point of view
Confronting the devil you think you see in someone else that more truly resembles the devil in you
Con on the will of this philanthropy, the...
#anxiety
#corruption
#religion
#faith
#manipulation
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One Voice
Reaching across this void
On the other side of a reality
Fractures in our perspectives
Brokenness from different points of view
Learning to see eye to eye
In this world of sight that is our blindness
The fight of faith is trained in these trials
As we sojourn on in this world of pain and prolonged miles
Mountains protrude and boast of their glory
But this is just the beginning of your recovery story
What the enemy intends for evil, God will turn to a testimony of truth
He is not the author of the affliction but a...
On the other side of a reality
Fractures in our perspectives
Brokenness from different points of view
Learning to see eye to eye
In this world of sight that is our blindness
The fight of faith is trained in these trials
As we sojourn on in this world of pain and prolonged miles
Mountains protrude and boast of their glory
But this is just the beginning of your recovery story
What the enemy intends for evil, God will turn to a testimony of truth
He is not the author of the affliction but a...
#love
#Christian
#spiritual
#healing
#cancer
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Conjoined 2
Lost in the moments affair
Fantasy enticing these highs of despair
Empty promises of fulfillment
Lies on the air
Heart in chains through the eyes
Bondages of a blank stare
Perpetuated by shame
This compulsion to lust
Euphoric trances cast in such shapely dust
Addict of pleasure and ache
Bearing this burden of mutual heartbreak
Demons versus vows
Puppet to these invisible strings
Vision shrouded by delusion
Falling for dreams
Entrapment by way of the minds eye
Reality and myths converge ...
Fantasy enticing these highs of despair
Empty promises of fulfillment
Lies on the air
Heart in chains through the eyes
Bondages of a blank stare
Perpetuated by shame
This compulsion to lust
Euphoric trances cast in such shapely dust
Addict of pleasure and ache
Bearing this burden of mutual heartbreak
Demons versus vows
Puppet to these invisible strings
Vision shrouded by delusion
Falling for dreams
Entrapment by way of the minds eye
Reality and myths converge ...
#lust
#porn
#addiction
#illness
#MentalHealth
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Conjoined
What are we decomposed of?
The body made of composites of decay
Skin like a green house to harvest death
Toxins permeate beyond the surface
This carcass a womb for growths like leeches
Gradually siphoning life from the eyes
Starving the host as it reproduces
Offspring of this world of curses
Doesn’t it have its father’s lies?
Parasites of suffering
Microscopic weapons of this invisible war
Coupled with the voice of doubt
Disease takes hold
Alive in subjugation to the kill
Resentments made manifest with...
The body made of composites of decay
Skin like a green house to harvest death
Toxins permeate beyond the surface
This carcass a womb for growths like leeches
Gradually siphoning life from the eyes
Starving the host as it reproduces
Offspring of this world of curses
Doesn’t it have its father’s lies?
Parasites of suffering
Microscopic weapons of this invisible war
Coupled with the voice of doubt
Disease takes hold
Alive in subjugation to the kill
Resentments made manifest with...
#spiritual
#addiction
#illness
#MentalHealth
#cancer
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DU Poetry : Submissions by ClovenTongue34 (Nathaniel Peter)