Submissions by DCLXVI_1989 (Garrett Asa Hughes)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I just enjoy writing if my mind allows me to. Nothing serious.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2017 4:44pm
22nd Aug 2017 4:44pm
Entomophobia
A man isolated from women knows their worth-
More than a man who has them stumble upon his lap-
As she fills my heart with blood-
And makes my lungs collapse-
The starving man knows nourishment much better-
Than the most refined of upscale palates-
Regardless if taste is a factor-
Sure footed with weak knees seems unbalanced-
The coward knows the gift of living-
That the brave just may not realize-
Why do men fear the insect?-
Sought justification to steal their lives-
Man, creates society- ...
More than a man who has them stumble upon his lap-
As she fills my heart with blood-
And makes my lungs collapse-
The starving man knows nourishment much better-
Than the most refined of upscale palates-
Regardless if taste is a factor-
Sure footed with weak knees seems unbalanced-
The coward knows the gift of living-
That the brave just may not realize-
Why do men fear the insect?-
Sought justification to steal their lives-
Man, creates society- ...
#PopCulture
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Aug 2017 1:35am
18th Aug 2017 1:35am
If I could paint
If I could paint
I'd paint your face
i'd paint your soul
I'd paint your grace
I'd wrap my arms around your waist
And pull you in to get a taste
If I could paint
I'd paint your lips
I'd paint your smile
I'd paint your hips
I'd wrap my arms around your skin
Nose to hair, and just breathe in
If I could paint
I'd paint your eyes
I'd paint your touch
I'd paint your mind
I'd wrap my arms around your thighs
Bowing to beauty...
...beneath her sky
I'd paint your face
i'd paint your soul
I'd paint your grace
I'd wrap my arms around your waist
And pull you in to get a taste
If I could paint
I'd paint your lips
I'd paint your smile
I'd paint your hips
I'd wrap my arms around your skin
Nose to hair, and just breathe in
If I could paint
I'd paint your eyes
I'd paint your touch
I'd paint your mind
I'd wrap my arms around your thighs
Bowing to beauty...
...beneath her sky
#love
#art
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Aug 2017 1:29am
18th Aug 2017 1:29am
Dull Pencil
This dull pencil still writes-
I know there is much more inside-
Much more to learn of its insights-
Unsharpened, it seems to hide-
Paper, burned out by the day-
Folded scroll, to hide the fray-
Words untold, lost to decay-
Once written bold and on display-
- - -
This dull pencil, broke in two-
Still capable to write anew-
Of thoughts and fears, and dreams come true-
It le(a)d me to this view-
Mind that wields dull pencil, sharp-
It thrusts inside to pour its heart-
To bleed upon the page it...
I know there is much more inside-
Much more to learn of its insights-
Unsharpened, it seems to hide-
Paper, burned out by the day-
Folded scroll, to hide the fray-
Words untold, lost to decay-
Once written bold and on display-
- - -
This dull pencil, broke in two-
Still capable to write anew-
Of thoughts and fears, and dreams come true-
It le(a)d me to this view-
Mind that wields dull pencil, sharp-
It thrusts inside to pour its heart-
To bleed upon the page it...
#LifeAsAWriter
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Aug 2017 10:47am
17th Aug 2017 10:47am
Cast Out by The Sun
Sun rises-
Strength inside my guidence-
Weakness unaware-
Cast aside all things frail-
Forever, searching for me-
No longer, to ignore me-
Free to tell such stories-
Immobilizing glory-
For, withered away-
Rise, to face your day-
A beaten path to stray-
My own, for now I claim-
Strained eyes, to test the blur-
The Sun, and what is hers-
Cast out my every word-
Concur, must be absurd-
Sun sets-
To face what must come next-
The shadow loves the candle-
But the flame is all too fragile- ...
Strength inside my guidence-
Weakness unaware-
Cast aside all things frail-
Forever, searching for me-
No longer, to ignore me-
Free to tell such stories-
Immobilizing glory-
For, withered away-
Rise, to face your day-
A beaten path to stray-
My own, for now I claim-
Strained eyes, to test the blur-
The Sun, and what is hers-
Cast out my every word-
Concur, must be absurd-
Sun sets-
To face what must come next-
The shadow loves the candle-
But the flame is all too fragile- ...
#PopCulture
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
17th Aug 2017 10:27am
17th Aug 2017 10:27am
Non-Existant
The anti-liar -
You claim resides in fire -
Teach yourself to be held higher -
By the will of your desire -
Not pray to nonsense golden spires -
Disregard all lies from the choir -
Be your own knowledge igniter -
Always question, never tire -
They say beware the demon -
For it holds the keys to freedom -
And if you speak against, it's treason -
You fear they'll label you a heathen?-
Well my friend, it's passed, that season
Give me one logical reason -
Why you continue to try and please them -
If...
You claim resides in fire -
Teach yourself to be held higher -
By the will of your desire -
Not pray to nonsense golden spires -
Disregard all lies from the choir -
Be your own knowledge igniter -
Always question, never tire -
They say beware the demon -
For it holds the keys to freedom -
And if you speak against, it's treason -
You fear they'll label you a heathen?-
Well my friend, it's passed, that season
Give me one logical reason -
Why you continue to try and please them -
If...
#LifeAsAWriter
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