Submissions by DamianDeadLove (Damian DeadLove)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"I'm about as subtle as a death growl in an echo chamber!"
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
Yesterday 6:37am
Yesterday 6:37am
Reveals The Direction
Another hour passes in a distorted flash
Ambitious details scattered across time
Fantasy meets reality such a fatal crash
It’s only a secret if nobody drops a dime
Promises get lost amidst this chaotic ride
Every scenario imaginable unlocks a hurdle
Caught in a moment filled with foolish pride
Regret comes back around again full-circle
Masks fade with years sounds so clever
But this bitter memory stains all meaning
Standing in a bullseye reaching for a lever
Reveals the direction one’s faith is leaning
...
Ambitious details scattered across time
Fantasy meets reality such a fatal crash
It’s only a secret if nobody drops a dime
Promises get lost amidst this chaotic ride
Every scenario imaginable unlocks a hurdle
Caught in a moment filled with foolish pride
Regret comes back around again full-circle
Masks fade with years sounds so clever
But this bitter memory stains all meaning
Standing in a bullseye reaching for a lever
Reveals the direction one’s faith is leaning
...
#philosophical
65 reads
19 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jan 2025 6:19am
21st Jan 2025 6:19am
Reverberated
Tired of all the voices spreading false hope
Got their fingers crossed behind their back
Still some people kept on feeding them rope
Everyone will hang with the remaining slack
When someone pardons their entire family
Before the first crime has been perpetrated
Catastrophic times bring forth this calamity
Curses screamed disapproval reverberated
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
Got their fingers crossed behind their back
Still some people kept on feeding them rope
Everyone will hang with the remaining slack
When someone pardons their entire family
Before the first crime has been perpetrated
Catastrophic times bring forth this calamity
Curses screamed disapproval reverberated
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
#philosophical
83 reads
19 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jan 2025 6:38am
20th Jan 2025 6:38am
Opinions
Sorting through these countless lies
A road map reveals every last detail
Rotting minds unable to cut the ties
Where common sense should prevail
Just because a leader says something
Doesn’t mean it’s automatically factual
Talking heads wrapped around a string
All opinions will vary from what’s actual
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
A road map reveals every last detail
Rotting minds unable to cut the ties
Where common sense should prevail
Just because a leader says something
Doesn’t mean it’s automatically factual
Talking heads wrapped around a string
All opinions will vary from what’s actual
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
#philosophical
95 reads
21 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
19th Jan 2025 7:38am
19th Jan 2025 7:38am
Broken
There has to be a line between art and gimmick
It’s a balancing act of getting the ratio just right
Knowing what to drop and what traits to mimic
Achieving desired delivery wrapping words tight
Don’t let the personality compromise the work
Remembering unwritten laws not often spoken
Better to be a wise soul than some random jerk
They’ll never break what’s already been broken
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
It’s a balancing act of getting the ratio just right
Knowing what to drop and what traits to mimic
Achieving desired delivery wrapping words tight
Don’t let the personality compromise the work
Remembering unwritten laws not often spoken
Better to be a wise soul than some random jerk
They’ll never break what’s already been broken
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
#philosophical
85 reads
19 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
18th Jan 2025 8:55am
18th Jan 2025 8:55am
Backstage - Motley Crue
Welcome, Backstage, I’m Damian DeadLove. Tonights band is: Motley Crue. This band has been the soundtrack to a lot of memories in my life. Was I a fan? At one time I really was a big fan. If you ask me that now, I’d have to say I’m a Mick Mars fan. If you follow?
First off, the band formed in 1981, and this is the original line up: Mick Mars - Guitar, Vince Neil - Vocals, Nikki Sixx - Bass, and Tommy Lee - Drums. But were focusing more on 1992-1994 after Vince Neil has quit the band, or was he fired. Well it depends on who you ask.
Nikki says, “Vince quit.”...
First off, the band formed in 1981, and this is the original line up: Mick Mars - Guitar, Vince Neil - Vocals, Nikki Sixx - Bass, and Tommy Lee - Drums. But were focusing more on 1992-1994 after Vince Neil has quit the band, or was he fired. Well it depends on who you ask.
Nikki says, “Vince quit.”...
#music
#prose
92 reads
18 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Jan 2025 6:09am
17th Jan 2025 6:09am
Draw The Line
I’ve been walking in my sleep
Journeys across space and time
Dark forces slowly start to creep
Out of this chalk outline I climb
Riddles are their own mystery
Meaning is squeezed from words
Every scandal with a long history
Was designed for thinning herds
Opportunity never knocks twice
While waiting for inspiration to call
Virtue seems empty holding a vice
Witnessing all the momentum stall
Ignorance can mean misinformed
Until all the layers are peeled back
In good faith a deed is performed ...
Journeys across space and time
Dark forces slowly start to creep
Out of this chalk outline I climb
Riddles are their own mystery
Meaning is squeezed from words
Every scandal with a long history
Was designed for thinning herds
Opportunity never knocks twice
While waiting for inspiration to call
Virtue seems empty holding a vice
Witnessing all the momentum stall
Ignorance can mean misinformed
Until all the layers are peeled back
In good faith a deed is performed ...
#philosophical
101 reads
21 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Jan 2025 6:07am
15th Jan 2025 6:07am
Shadow Of Doubt
Biased figures manipulate opportunities
Power has reigned since the dawn of time
Spitting rhetoric laced with dry ambiguities
False sincerity acted out in full pantomime
Dreams are aborted before even catching breath
Harsh reality of being worked and taxed to death
Programmed from a young age to conform
Most are burned out before reaching thirty
Riding out the calm straight into a shitstorm
Only way to quit the lie is going cold turkey
Hope is the idea that peace and love will win out
While living in a world built on a...
Power has reigned since the dawn of time
Spitting rhetoric laced with dry ambiguities
False sincerity acted out in full pantomime
Dreams are aborted before even catching breath
Harsh reality of being worked and taxed to death
Programmed from a young age to conform
Most are burned out before reaching thirty
Riding out the calm straight into a shitstorm
Only way to quit the lie is going cold turkey
Hope is the idea that peace and love will win out
While living in a world built on a...
#philosophical
118 reads
25 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
12th Jan 2025 8:30am
12th Jan 2025 8:30am
Routine
I’m not overly superstitious about things usually. I might have one or two, but that’s a different story, folks. What I am though, is very routine oriented. I don’t freak out if I need to call an audible, but there is a rhythm to everything I do.
Truly though my only superstition is this, I won’t watch my favorite sports teams play in big games, especially championship or tournament games. Because, they lose every time I have watched a game. No joke. They’ve won a few, when I haven’t. But this superstition theory has been battle tested.
“Very superstitious,...
Truly though my only superstition is this, I won’t watch my favorite sports teams play in big games, especially championship or tournament games. Because, they lose every time I have watched a game. No joke. They’ve won a few, when I haven’t. But this superstition theory has been battle tested.
“Very superstitious,...
#prose
140 reads
17 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th Jan 2025 10:56am
11th Jan 2025 10:56am
Things Left Unsaid
Cold winter nights and freshly fallen snow
Casting thoughts against a pale reflection
Seems kinda random impeding on the flow
To navigate our world with no real direction
Cigarette smoke lingers in this conversation
Ideas whisper of relevance to be introduced
Organized chaos brings life into the situation
Raw emotion feeding off the logic produced
Hope is the warmth of love in this old heart
That fights the urge to hibernate in my head
Blessed with the light watching clouds part
I still got business with the things left...
Casting thoughts against a pale reflection
Seems kinda random impeding on the flow
To navigate our world with no real direction
Cigarette smoke lingers in this conversation
Ideas whisper of relevance to be introduced
Organized chaos brings life into the situation
Raw emotion feeding off the logic produced
Hope is the warmth of love in this old heart
That fights the urge to hibernate in my head
Blessed with the light watching clouds part
I still got business with the things left...
#philosophical
129 reads
19 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jan 2025 8:19am
10th Jan 2025 8:19am
Stinking Up The Joint
Scattered thoughts merge into shades of grey
Talking heads speak in riddles without a point
Waking up to the reality that most simply obey
While corporate swine are stinking up the joint
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
Talking heads speak in riddles without a point
Waking up to the reality that most simply obey
While corporate swine are stinking up the joint
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
#philosophical
106 reads
13 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Jan 2025 7:08am
9th Jan 2025 7:08am
Different Spin
Too many faces are only memories now
Not so clear anymore on all the stories
It seems time closed the door somehow
Running off the fumes of passing glories
Innocent witness being lead to slaughter
Blood laced misery saturates murky water
Silence eats slowly on words never said
Guilt suffocates happiness into despair
It’s been a life sentence inside this head
Unable to blink while sinister eyes stare
Defeated demons will often return again
Same blueprint hidden in a different spin
Copyright @ Damian...
Not so clear anymore on all the stories
It seems time closed the door somehow
Running off the fumes of passing glories
Innocent witness being lead to slaughter
Blood laced misery saturates murky water
Silence eats slowly on words never said
Guilt suffocates happiness into despair
It’s been a life sentence inside this head
Unable to blink while sinister eyes stare
Defeated demons will often return again
Same blueprint hidden in a different spin
Copyright @ Damian...
#grief
#philosophical
153 reads
24 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Jan 2025 9:58am
5th Jan 2025 9:58am
Neglected
Observations have become second nature
It wears on my conscience to consume it
Soft rain falling inside this spiritual theater
Why is it you doubt these words I commit?
Promises are best kept with everlasting love
The raven has become smitten with the dove
Balance is found on a road where wisdom lies
Before this spiderweb snares unknowing flies
Sacrifices are required to dine at their table
Wealth is only a formality in being accepted
Unlocking darkness inside this twisted fable
Is to be content while often being neglected ...
It wears on my conscience to consume it
Soft rain falling inside this spiritual theater
Why is it you doubt these words I commit?
Promises are best kept with everlasting love
The raven has become smitten with the dove
Balance is found on a road where wisdom lies
Before this spiderweb snares unknowing flies
Sacrifices are required to dine at their table
Wealth is only a formality in being accepted
Unlocking darkness inside this twisted fable
Is to be content while often being neglected ...
#philosophical
154 reads
26 Comments
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